J U S T I N E P E T E R S O N Justinian Vampire Owner Basilias Bleeders Den There's nothing more powerful than human fear not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing. Chicago - The Presidium
says to ALL: appears (07/28/24 10:16:42 am) || Shades of Vitality||
J U S T I N E P E T E R S O N Justinian Vampire Owner Basilias Bleeders Den There's nothing more powerful than human fear not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing. Chicago - The Presidium
..:Bleeders Den:.. ..Basilias.. .Suburb of Chicago. says to ALL: Justine sat on the steps leading to the entrance of the Basilias, staring into the brilliance of the afternoon sun. It bore down with a quiet viciousness, wrapping her in warmth that felt simultaneously comforting and unnerving. Unlike many of her kind, she had learned to tolerate the sun’s embrace—though she still remembered the days when it felt like fire on her skin.
A light smile crossed her lips as memories flickered in her mind. Those early months of transition were a cacophony of sensations, each sound sharper, every color more vivid. The world had transformed into a painting more exquisite—and more grating—than she ever thought possible. She recalled the panic when she was forced to wear long sleeves, her body yearning for the light that tormented her until she adapted. (07/28/24 10:23:16 am) || Shades of Vitality||
J U S T I N E P E T E R S O N Justinian Vampire Owner Basilias Bleeders Den There's nothing more powerful than human fear not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing. Chicago - The Presidium
..:Bleeders Den:.. ..Basilias.. .Suburb of Chicago. says to ALL: Now, comfortable on the steps with her delicate lace shawl draped over her shoulders, she welcomed the sun’s kiss. Yet, even as she reveled in her new freedom, a sliver of insecurity remained. The thought of donning a bathing suit—her skin exposed and vulnerable—sent a shiver through her. Not in this lifetime, she mused, glancing at the cheerful families playing in the park below.
Justine took a deep breath, savoring the moment. The sun above, the echoes of laughter around her, and the fact that she had embraced this life—a life once filled with shadows—filled her with a quiet resolve. Change was both a blessing and a curse, but today, it felt like a gift. (07/28/24 10:41:54 am) || Shades of Vitality||
J U S T I N E P E T E R S O N Justinian Vampire Owner Basilias Bleeders Den There's nothing more powerful than human fear not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing. Chicago - The Presidium
..:Bleeders Den:.. ..Basilias.. .Suburb of Chicago. says to ALL: She lingered on the steps, half-listening to the activity within the Basilias. The air buzzed with laughter, the sharp intake of breath, and low murmurs that mingled with the echo of children playing in the park across the way. It was a lively neighborhood, teeming with warmth, even as shadows flitted between the cracks of normalcy.
Was it legal? Justine smirked to herself. It was amazing how many things became acceptable once enough cash exchanged hands. In her world, laws were suggestions, easily sidestepped by those who knew the right people—or had enough teeth to bite.
Her mind drifted back to her family—the time-honored chaos of her vampire lineage. Her sire had vanished centuries ago, his absence a ghost that lingered at the edges of her thoughts. Her brother, too, was lost somewhere in the ether, wandering the cosmos of their kind, as was tradition for them. (07/28/24 10:45:15 am) || Shades of Vitality||
J U S T I N E P E T E R S O N Justinian Vampire Owner Basilias Bleeders Den There's nothing more powerful than human fear not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing. Chicago - The Presidium
(bbiab, grabbing lunch) (07/28/24 11:05:48 am) || Shades of Vitality||
J U S T I N E P E T E R S O N Justinian Vampire Owner Basilias Bleeders Den There's nothing more powerful than human fear not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing. Chicago - The Presidium
..:Bleeders Den:.. ..Basilias.. .Suburb of Chicago. says to ALL: The Belikovs, her cousins, were a different story. Unlike her semi-solitary existence, they rarely faded into obscurity. Their names were whispered in the underbelly of the vampire realm, earning both reverence and fear. Tales of their exploits reached Justine’s ears, stories that twisted reality and shimmered like silver threads in the dark. Each time she heard a new legend, hope flared within her—a longing to connect with pieces of her scattered heritage.
But here she was, alone, (well, there was Grigori), but he wasn't exactly family. She sat watching life dance before her, while uncertainty gnawed at her impatient heart. The Basilias pulsed with life; she could almost taste the adrenaline, the passion. Perhaps tonight, in the shadows that beckoned, she’d find the courage to step beyond introspection. Perhaps tonight, she’d carve her name into the pulse of her family’s legacy. (07/28/24 11:23:04 am) || Shades of Vitality||
J U S T I N E P E T E R S O N Justinian Vampire Owner Basilias Bleeders Den There's nothing more powerful than human fear not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing. Chicago - The Presidium
..:Bleeders Den:.. ..Basilias.. .Suburb of Chicago. says to ALL: She leaned back against the cool marble of the Basilias steps, breathing in the scent of jasmine that lingered in the air. Enough of these thoughts, she chided herself, dispelling the weight of doubt that clung to her like a damp cloak. Tonight, the moon hung heavy and full, a beacon for those who lived in shadows.
Her eyes flickered toward the grand double doors. Inside, vampires mingled with humans, laughter mingling with whispers. The city itself was a tableau of desire, a perfect stage for her enterprise. How many cities had she visited where vampires roamed free, their needs unfulfilled? She envisioned her venues cascading through urban sprawls—sanctuaries where the curious could offer themselves willingly, a veritable buffet of humanity.
Her mind raced with plans: New York, with its glimmering skyline; London, steeped in history; Sydney’s sun-kissed beaches. Each locale could host her unique brand of vampire dining, a haven for the hungry and the reckless. (07/28/24 11:34:04 am) || Shades of Vitality||
J U S T I N E P E T E R S O N Justinian Vampire Owner Basilias Bleeders Den There's nothing more powerful than human fear not magic, not vampire strength. Nothing. Chicago - The Presidium
..:Bleeders Den:.. ..Basilias.. .Suburb of Chicago. says to ALL: “Who would have thought?” she mused lightly, a grin creeping across her face. Patrons lined up, eager to give themselves, craving the surrender only a vampire could offer. It was an unraveling of morality, yes, but wasn’t business simply a reflection of human nature?
She unfolded her arms and stretched, feeling a spark of invigorating resolve. This wasn’t just about profit; it was an art form. A culinary delight, serving as an intimate intersection of species and needs. She could easily envision cascading chains of her unique venues, each an elegant nexus where humans could not only exist, but thrive in this dark new world.
“Time to expand,” she whispered to the night air, the thrill of possibility igniting her spirit. She would cater to this insatiable hunger, and money would flow like blood—thick, warm, and inexhaustible.
