Role Playing - Blood & Magic #3 | Oh The Years We Waste (New Players/Characters Loved) - Page 6

**shadow kissed** · 11-04-2009, 03:53 AM

Miles

While he didn't want to be in the same vicinity as Antonio, he thought he could at least suck it up like a person would. Just because he didn't like the guy didn't mean he wouldn't humor him and converse like he wanted. He nodded at his sentiment. He really didn't know his pack. Antonio only really knew Miles and that's really it. He shook his head when he said that he hoped Aya wasn't going to be a substitute for his sister.
"No, of course she won't be." he replied simply.

***KervyQT16*** · 11-04-2009, 11:19 PM

Daniel
“That’s sad,” he said. She had misunderstood his question and he had in turn misinterpreted her answer. He was twined up in reverie of a city very unlike this one, the city of New York. Technically this was that city but very little of its appeal was left. What structures survived where ill maintained and the grey pallor of the city, dirty as it was before the vetting, had fallen into even worse disrepair. “Bless you,” he said as an afterthought straining his vision to look up the stairs.

“Did you know that sneezing was once thought to be a symbol of plague,” he said, a lopsided grin one reserved for useless knowledge filed away by an unabashed trivia lover, appeared on his tanned features. Gregory one thought if you said it to someone who sneezed that though there wasn’t much hope you could have their body from plague but that if enough people said it you had hope of saving their eternal soul. That’s why it polite to do it, because who wishes damnation on anyone,” he said and with only the barest of pauses he added. “Unless you’re us wishing it on a vampire,”

Jen
She envied her friends optimism both in their fellow practitioners and everyone else. In many ways Jennifer found herself envious of Kiara, especially the grace the other woman withstood pressure. “We’ll feel out the situation,” she agreed but with far less enthusiasm than Kiara.
While they’d been talking she’d finished dinner and served into two small, chipped ceramic bowls. The rest of the pot she left over the lowest heat the camp stove could manage. “Here,” she offered. “Would that I were Wolfgang Puck, but it’s warm nonetheless,”

**~+Yamiko** · 11-05-2009, 12:21 AM

Aya
Just as Aya was about to say thanks for Daniel's gesture, her words were quickly cut off by Daniel's explanation on how the term "Bless you" as an after match to acknowledge a sneeze. Well...that certainly was a new one to her. Growing up in a small neighborhood in the suburbs and cautious parents, neighbors and even the mages associated with her parents tend to come up with interesting far fetched stories of how things came about.

She didn't exactly have the heart to start questioning Daniel on those matters on whether or not the entire thing was a farce.

Keeping her head tilted up, gazing at the giant bell up above him, a small, though nervous, smile had spread across her face.

"I guess it would be awkward for me to say that I had a bizarre dream last night."

Antonio
"Well, that is true. Seeing how you feel about the fire mage and how society views a love beyond sibling bond from actual siblings." Antonio put out his second cigarette and leaned up against the lamp post, watching Miles, wondering about his reactions and emotional state of mind.

"I might not know your pack personally, to be honest, but I do believe there is something you know that you're withholding from her that has something to do with when she stayed with you guys after she was nearly killed. I'm pretty sure you remember the tensions between all three groups years back?"

**shadow kissed** · 11-05-2009, 04:34 AM

Kiara

Kiara knew Jen wasn't that enthusiastic about the idea, but it was the only one they really had that seemed feasible. She let out a small sigh, and looked at her friend as she had finished making dinner and went over and offered it.
"It looks great, Jen," she replied looking at it. It indeed looked great and she had a taste to prove it and she moaned in delight. "You can give Wolfgang Puck a run for his money." she added with a small nod and giggle.

Miles

"Yeah, true," Miles nodded not really knowing what to say. He had feelings for Aya, but none he would act on...yet anyway. They were different, and some differences were hard to overcome. Miles looked at Antonio. "I remember the tension. Who wouldn't?" he asked dryly.

dreamboat · 11-05-2009, 10:45 AM

Victoria
Laziness was a difficult attitude to shake. Victoria had been spoiled in her relationship with the (now deceased, ex-) Emperor, pampered and gifted with all manner of opulent trinkets and gowns and whatnot -- she'd achieved the luxury of holding a position in court, with none of the responsibility or obligation or fear of challenge. And if it required occasionally being treated like scum beneath someone's boot or a disgusting, useless piece of trash, well… those courtly ladies were just jealous she'd yet to transform into some frigid, lifeless, cold statue and the Emperor wanted her in his bed. It was a pleasant enough life for a young vampire who didn't know much better.

Then, of course, Louis had come along and tempted her with the promise of something greater -- not only wealth, her own wealth and territory and position, but a family and a place to belong. And in her silly, foolish eagerness she'd agreed to something with perhaps consequences more grave than her childlike brain could yet understand. Assassinating the Emperor, her lover, had actually been the easy part and she'd done it without much care or uncertainty, having moved on in her infatuation for the man to fancy someone else, someone perhaps just as undeserving but far more manipulative. Louis had played her like a finely tuned harp. She'd killed Julian gladly, and stuck to her new sire's side like a loyal Saint Bernard ever since.

But it was what came next that had Victoria hesitating, suddenly unsure. Even as Louis rose to the rank of Emperor and the Marquise conveniently stepped down and away, vacating her position for Victoria to snatch up like had been planned, she continued in her indecision and the title remained unclaimed. Political status had never been among her aspirations, and for all the gains she'd acquire with such prestige, there was also duty and accountability and sacrebleu maybe even thinking involved. Indolent harlots were not meant for such things.

She'd likely be just as pleased to play the Mistress role again, this time with a much gentler and loving Emperor, but Louis had found a far better source of affection in the newly-crowned King, and his predilections were hardly a secret anyway.

Tonight, they were to dine together and Victoria, though usually dense with these sorts of things, knew perfectly well the reason her company had been requested. It certainly wasn't for her conversational skills, that much was for sure. Nervous, and not yet at an age where she could hide it well, she dressed quickly in one of her more modest ensembles before allowing herself to be escorted to one of the main dining rooms, large and perhaps a little too extravagant for just two people but unnecessary lavishness was of course commonplace among vampires.

"Mon Empereur," she greeted once they were alone, with a customary curtsy and deep bowing of her head, eyes lowered.

Hannah
"Oh, ha. Does that mean you're not going to answer any of my questions?" Keeping a straight face, though challenging, she eyed Drake as he came closer and tipped her chin back defiantly, as if a testament to her nerve. She wasn't going to panic, she wasn't going to move backward out of biting range, she wasn't going to show weakness… her knees wobbled a little, just short of imperceptibly. Her stomach absolutely did not bottom out, and her heart kept beating quicker than average but Hannah was more squirrel or chipmunk-like than human so that was completely normal. Completely. She wasn't afraid.

She even put her hands on her hips and had the gall to look sassy. "A favor, Drakey? What have you done to deserve a favor? Aside from ignoring my questions and looking at me like I'm a giant walking ham?" Pause. "Favors are tit for tat, you know. If I do you one, you have to do something for me in return. And you don't get to say no, or beg off and disappear into the shadows or whatever."

**~+Yamiko** · 11-05-2009, 03:08 PM

Drake
"A favor, Drakey? What have you done to deserve a favor? Aside from ignoring my questions and looking at me like I'm a giant walking ham?"

Chuckling at Hannah's question, Drake had to wonder if Hannah was really that ignorant at the situation she was in. Circling around her, he kept one hand on his shoulder while standing right behind her. "I haven't killed you on the spot. If it were to be any other vampire, they would have you pinned up the wall and have you right there."

At that, Drake grabbed Hannah's shoulder and pressed her up to the railing barricade that overlooked the first floor lobby below them. He kept his weight pressed up against her to prevent her from escaping while his hold on her shoulders loosened though still kept a firm hold when both hands reached out to grab hold of her wrists.

"Something like that."

When Hannah proceeded to start talking about how Drake cannot back down if she were to agree on this quid pro quo, his fingers drummed up on Hannah's wrist. "That depends if you would be faithful in keeping up with your end of the deal. Most humans, especially those of your sort, tend to run after the first time."

This time, however, he was going to make this deal permanent.

Antonio
"Yes, who wouldn't?" Looking down at his pack of cigarettes, Antonio had just noticed he had smoked the last in his collection and that the rest of his cigarettes were in his boat. Still with a sly grin, he shook his head as he tossed the empty packet of cigarettes over the barricade of the overpass.

"Do you know why most of your pack did not want to take the girl in after she was nearly killed, while you and perhaps another fellow argued to have her stay until she recovered? It wasn't only because of the fact that she possessed a rare ability that would entice a vampires to head for your place."

**shadow kissed** · 11-06-2009, 04:53 AM

Miles

Miles shook his head. He didn't really know the real reason behind the tension. He just thought that it was because she was different from them...and wasn't a lycan, but a mage, someone who could easily turn on them.
"No," he replied. "Why?" he asked.

**~+Yamiko** · 11-06-2009, 08:45 AM

Antonio
His eyebrows raised at Miles' reply in a bit of a surprise. The smile he held slowly turned in to a smirk as he shook his head. "I guess even those amongst their pack didn't even trust their own, especially those that they were close with."

With a chuckle, Antonio released a small sigh, looking at Miles for a long time before he spoke. "Someone...someone in your pack that you're staying with. One of them was responsible for tipping off the vampires to where the girl and her father were traveling."

**shadow kissed** · 11-08-2009, 05:08 AM

Miles

"My pack wouldn't betray me...or their own..." he replied. Somehow, those words seemed to be empty because deep down, he thought they weren't true. His pack were capable of doing unimaginable things. But, to think that they tipped off their worst enemy is something that didn't sit right with him. "I can't believe it...I won't believe it. How do you know anyway?" he asked.

**~+Yamiko** · 11-08-2009, 12:22 PM

Antonio
"Well of course they wouldn't betray you or their own...now. But you do remember then that lycans would betray mages to get the vampires out of their backs, and mages would betray the lycans to save themselves. Hell, both parties betrayed their own members to spare the trouble. Believe what you want, though."

Antonio took a small step closer towards Miles, patting him on the shoulder. "I'm just trying to save you the trouble of what is to come. Not saying you should turn on your fellow pack, oh no. But I guess you could say after meeting several of them upon their arrival in Paris, all you have to do is look carefully in their eyes and you will find something. If you can't smell the blood, the eyes will tell it all. Always had been since anyone could remember."

**shadow kissed** · 11-11-2009, 04:46 AM

Miles

Antonio did have a point. Miles did remember those times, but the world was cruel back then and it still is now. Miles looked at Antonio. Miles would never turn on his pack but down the track, he could change his mind about that, even though he wouldn't want to.
"I guess you're right," he responded with a shrug. "You know the saying, 'the eyes are windows to your soul.'" he added with a small nod.

**~+Yamiko** · 11-15-2009, 12:26 AM

Antonio
It was, daresay, reassuring to know that at least after Miles' sister had been killed by her brother's own brute force that Miles had not lost his mind completely. Or at least, have some sense of logic. Antonio looked around at the empty streets one last time before taking a glance back at his former pupil.

"Well, I suppose you're going to show me around the city," he said with a small smile. "It's my first time in the Americas after all...or what's left of it."

Unless if stepping on the continent was his first, in which case it wasn't, as he as well as Miles had once resided in Canada.

**shadow kissed** · 11-15-2009, 04:54 AM

Miles

Miles shrugged. He may as well show him around the city. After all, he was really the only person Antonio knew so he was better off being his tour guide than someone else. He looked at him.
"Okay then," he replied. "I guess you could follow me." he added proceeding to walk off.

**~+Yamiko** · 11-26-2009, 06:36 PM

OOC: Sorry it took me so long Cat. With having finished my essays and Thanksgiving and all...

Antonio
Antonio couldn't help put out a grin at Miles. Knowing him well enough, he knew the last thing Miles wanted was to be near him, much less give his guest a tour around the city. But on the other hand, at least Miles learned to grow up just a little. Had Miles been in the same warped state of mind he had been in just as the night he had discovered that Antonio withheld information on his lot sibling, there was no doubt that blood would have been spilled in the highway alone.

"Ten years seem to be kind to you." He chuckled, following Miles beside him and looked about at the buildings that stood. "I'll be honest, you're the only one out of our old pack that I had ran in to in recent years. The others either fled or have been killed off."

**shadow kissed** · 11-27-2009, 03:53 AM

Miles

Miles nodded at Antonio's compliment, even if it was against his better judgment. Then again, it was against his better judgment to sho him around in the first place but he still did it on his own volition.
"Hm, that's pretty interesting," he responded. "I guess I can say the same about you, with the old pack I mean." he added with a shrug.

OOC: That's okay Kris