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 Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 7:39 am
This is the section in which the Vampires will post and gather forces. It shall be the Head Quarters for the Death Dealers. Tell us about yourself. Let us know that you are really one of us.
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This is the Death Dealer mansion. An ancient vampire mansion filled with the history of the vampire race. The main hall is the gathering place, often used for meetings, and is heated by a great fireplace.
The cellar has been converted into a giant training room. It contains a firing range, a dojo filled with hand to hand training equipment and an armoury filled with the latest in high tech weaponry that has been seized from the military base.
The master bedroom has been converted into a laboratory in which our scientists developed the silver nitrate bullets used in the siege on the Lycan den.
Everything else about this great mansion is as it should be, except for the modern upgrades throughout time.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:54 pm
Wren slipped quietly into the nearly empty lounge. It was only a few hours shy of dawn, and most had retreated to the rooms to rest during the day light hours. She was glad for the solitude, preferring to conduct her servant duties in peace. A silver platter was held idly in her hand, as she wound her way through the maze of plush chairs and chaise lounges. As she moved she picked up the empty crystal glasses that she found, placing them upon the tray that she carried with her. A small sigh passed her ruby lips as she worked, her mind filling with thoughts of Kraven, her sire. Although the man often annoyed her to no end, he could erase all her anger with a simple caress. She knew that she was only a surrogate for Selene, but she prided herself for giving him the one thing that she so vehemently refused.
With all the glasses collected, she surveyed the room a final time to ensure that it was truly empty, before curling her slender frame onto one of the chaise lounges placing the tray on the table beside the lounge. Placing one arm behind her head, the other draped across her stomach. Her mind wandered as she lay there, wandered to the day when she would no longer be a servant, when she could join the ranks of the more noble of her kin.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 9:13 pm
becomeing ever more and more frustrated with the way the death dealers and Kraven as how he had be running things as of late. Levin desided that he would most likly leave the mansion for good soon and return to his previous home. he had be asked to join by one of the elders many years ago and he had be here ever sense , but Kraven wouldnt allow him to do anything for fear of his power. being an younger vampire, he was still learning, however he has showed strength and skill of that of an elder. being about 500 years old this was very unusual for someone who wasnt nearly as old as an elder.
sitting in a chair in the loung with his chin resting on his left hand, he thought quietly to himself. he was looking for some conversation but most of the others avoided him, being that he wasnt like the rest of the vampires in this place.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 3:07 am
Having been so consumed with her thoughts, she hadn't heard Levin enter and was as a result thoroughly startled to find him sitting there. Although she was one of Kraven's personal servants, she was still one of the youngest within the coven and was still considered to be a servant to all the older kin within the mansion. Quickly she unfurled herself from the lounge, picking up the tray once more when she on her feet once more.
Although she had been told by Kraven that Levin was rather unique even amongst vampires, he had insisted grudgingly that he was still to be treated like any other vampire high within the coven ranks.
"Something on your mind"? she asked, although her voice betrayed just how guarded she was around anyone bar Kraven. As she spoke she sauntered toward him, seating herself upon the edge of the chaise lounge opposite him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 9:32 am
looking up at the young woman he smiled. " no not really ... i'm just wondering to myself where i should go from here... i have be considering leaving the Coven and leaving the mansion to continue to travel on my own. considering you master wont let me even leave the mansion ... so i may just leave for good. " he smirks and tilts his head a bit. " what do you think i should do...?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 9:30 pm
"You want to know what I think?" she replied, shock clearly evident in her voice. Although she had had numerous conversations with Kraven, they usually consisted of him venting his frustrations toward Selene and her constant rejections. She remained quiet for sometime, not sure how to best answer the question or whether she should be answer the question at all.
"I think you should do what you think is best" she replied diplomatically, clearing not wanting to be responsible for a decision what could possibly anger her master. "I'm sure that isn't the straight answer that you were after" she continued, a small smile playing upon her lips, "but I'm afraid that is all I can give". Although that was the truth, she was concealing far more. She was afraid of Kraven, the power that he possessed and the fact that he was seen as being directly responsible for her actions. If she were to do something to undermine his power, he could easily chose to remove her from the coven.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 9:47 pm
slumping back in the chair with his arms hanging over the arms of it. " well i can tell you were being honest ... and i can bet you dont want to get in trouble for suggesting i do something ... however thats only if it were to get back to your master right? " he smirks. pointing over to the chair across from him. " have a seat why dontcha? i could use someone to talk to for a while and you seam nice enough. " he smiles and leans forward again. being a rather tall and well build man his seams to hang over the chair abit. being 6"8 and such.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 10:06 pm
"Kraven has eyes and ears all over this place" she replied, moving to sit upon the chair he had indicated too. Placing the silver tray on the floor beside her, she leant back into her arms as she placed them behind her. Her words still twisted about her head, causing her to scan the room to ensure that it was infact empty.
She was still uneasy around Levin, never having been acknowledged by many of the older kin in the coven, despite Kraven and the occasional passing glare from the death dealer Selene. "It must be a bad day when you are reduced to conversing with the servants" she replied with sad amusement.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 10:17 pm
" what do you mean? ... just because you are a servent to that idiot doesnt mean i have to treat you like such ... unlike the majority of the people here ... i dont believe in servitude ... i was raised differently. you are my equal and dont forget it." he smiles kindly and despite his size he appears quite gentle as if he was perhaps a minister or something of the sort at one time.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 10:25 pm
She winced as he insulted Kraven. Even is she did occasionally despise her master for his harsh words and unending pursuits, he was still her sire and lord of the manor and was in her mind deserving of some respect. Her chestnut eyes remained lowered to the ground as she spoke, as she had been told to do when serving the coven. "I haven't even lived a mortal life-time" she replied, her voice guarded once more, "and as I have learned that means I am far from your equal - despite what you may say"
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 10:32 pm
still smiling " you may not have lived as long as the mortals may have ... but you are my equal. you just have been taught differently... i refuse to see you as a servent. i have killed many a slaver to prevent this sort of thing and i refuse to see that it still exsists if i can help it." he has quite alarge amount of confidence in him as if he had experienced quite a lot in his lifetime.
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 10:43 pm
Wren soon realised that she would get nowhere trying to remained him that within the coven she was considered to be a mere servant, and quickly abandoned that conversations direction. Raising her eyes slightly, she rested them upon his chin, still not comfortable looking him in the eye. "You know the others will think even less of you when they see you talking to me" she said, her eyes still focused on her chin, "is that really something you want?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 10:48 pm
Levin laughs a bit. " not like they think much of me anyways. " he shrugs and smiles some more showing that he had 6 fangs instead of 2. 2 in the normal place , another smaller set behind them and a small set on the bottom set of teeth." i would like to see them say anything to me. " he spoke with a cocky tone. " Selene would be the only one here i would be worried about if that ... only because shes resourcefull ... unlike the other whome only rely on what they are given to fight with."
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Posted: Thu Jul 28, 2005 11:01 pm
Anger briefly clouded her expression at the mention of the other vampiress. Although she had had little contact with Selene, she had learned long ago that she had only been turned by Kraven because of the uncanny resemblance between the Selene and herself. She shook her head slightly, her eyes still resting upon his chin. "Why is everyone so in awe of Selene?" she asked, her words reflecting the anger she was feeling.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 11:07 pm
" Awe is far from what i hold for her ... she is a soldier ... and a good one at that. thats all that impresses me. i care not for looks nor anything else. her fighting ability and resourcefulness is all that interests me. " he shrugs and then streatches a bit. " why should it matter what others think anyways. you are you and she is her. right?" he had hoped that she wouldnt take what he said the wrong way of course. but it was the truth
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