reina CRYSTAL WHISPER GRIGORI Acheron FRANCOIS MartaReina
blood feeder | type AB
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
Reina is getting warm from dancing, but it does not show. She smiles as she sees Marta on the dance floor and heads over. She barely gives the man with Marta a glance and says, “Marta! It has been too long!” Reina still speaks with her odd English accent with that embarrassing hint of accent from being a non-native speaker that she had never been able to shake. Reina is dressed in matching top and skirt, both from the same sparkling cloth, tailored to fit her petite frame perfectly. Reina was paler than they last saw one another, and for whatever reason she had decided to wear her makeup to emphasize this lack of color in her flesh. It gave her an alluring other-worldly heir about her. Reina continued to dance as she got closer.
(08/17/24 11:27:52 am)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Reina blood feeder | typ:
Her eyes drift open as she hears her name, smiling and waving as you come closer. The man growls a little and she turns to face him again while talking to you. "Hey Reina! Yes it's been a while. Sorry for the abrupt departure. It couldn't be helped. Howa are you?" she doesn't say why she had to leave, she's not even sure the reason. But she's here again. Well never really left, just usually in her room. She was wearing a simple blue silk sleeveless dress that came down to barely cover her knees. Not the sexiest dress in the world, likely intentional, but it hugged her generous curves in all the right places and let the imagination of others run rampant in their own little minds.
She too continues to dance as you approach, smiling she is.. happy to see you. In spite of the little niggly feeling in the back of her head. It was the same one she feels with Grigori, but a little stronger but no idea why so she tries to ignore it.
(08/17/24 11:32:11 am)
Reina
blood feeder | type AB
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
Reina gave another look to the man dancing nearby, trying to determine if he was a vampire. She had not yet perfected her ability to tell who was who, but she was getting better at it. “I was about to see if anyone wanted to eat me,” she said, again, checking out the man for a moment, “but it is nice to see you again. I think I have finally settled in, even if I don't quite get all the policies yet...”
(08/17/24 11:38:20 am)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Reina blood feeder | typ:
The man is definitely a vampire. Almost never do humans come here unless they are bleeders or some type. But the occasional human stumbles in. He is definitely looking at you like he could eat you. She's kinda grateful for that, then she doesn't have to worry if he tries something with her. Not that he'd get far. she's very capable of defending herself, which she finds odd.. how would she have learned the stuff she knows how to do?
either way, the staff also wouldn't let her get fed from. It's not even something she likes. She just has no place else to go right now. She wouldn't know where to go. So she works here and has a place to eat and sleep and she doesn't get harassed.
She calls that a Win-Win. Leaning in to you to whisper. "You could probably entice him. But don't give in too easily to him. Make him work for it." motioning to the man she's dancing with and winks. "I think he's hungry."
he shifts from her to you and she gives him a 'be gentle' look.
But she continues to dance letting herself get into the music.
(08/17/24 11:46:25 am)
Reina
blood feeder | type AB
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
Reina smiled at the man, flirting with her eyes, but saying nothing to him. She moved closer to Marta, following the rhythm of the music such that Reina got dangerously close, but never touched Marta. She whispered, “Maybe we could all go somewhere more private.” Reina looked over Marta as a predator might size up her prey. She glanced back at the vampire, wondering if vampires had good enough hearing to make out what she had said, even through the noise of the music.
(08/17/24 11:54:32 am)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Reina blood feeder | typ:
She smiles at your words, but says softly, "I will have to decline, But there are alcoves over there that are private but safe." part of her wanted to go, but another part didn't. While she didn't have a problem being around other vampires, it was what these wanted that made her stomach turn. Well unless it was..
damn.. what is his name? Who is he? Why does she feel like she's missing a limb since she woke up in that alley? There had been another woman in the alley with her, but she doesn't know what happened to the other woman because she hasn't returned. She's not even sure she could find it again.
Ah well.
The Vampire was all too willing to go someplace private, but when she mentioned the alcove he scowled at her. Yep, not that kind of private and that only made her chuckle a little and she shrugs
(08/17/24 12:00:01 pm)
Reina
blood feeder | type AB
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
“That's fine,” she said. “He can wait. How have you been?” Reina ignored the vampire for now. She knew she was the most desirable meal on the dance floor at the moment, and she preferred to remain in demand, at least for now. There was time enough for what a vampire could bring her later in the evening.
(08/17/24 12:07:33 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Reina blood feeder | typ:
She chuckles softly as the vampire frowns at the waiting part, but he remains dancing with both of us. She smiles, nodding "I'm doing well." the other ladies might disagree with you, and if she wasn't who she is.. even if she didn't remember.. she might be one of them, but that's not for her to say. She takes a breath.. how much does she reveal? She really doesn't know you and she appears to be guarded when it comes to sharing with others though she has no memory as why she would be. "Just working, eating and sleeping. That's kinda what I do these days."
these days.. like she can remember the days before. Still.. it felt like the appropriate thing to say. She would look trouble for a moment as her thoughts started to get away with her, but she shook them off for now, Focusing on you and the vampire, enjoying the dancing
(08/17/24 12:12:50 pm)
Whispers and Shadows
✢ W H I S P E R ✢
| WILHELMINA BRYANT |
] ✢ DEVENEAUX | Vampire | CLAN ✢ [
I found in my many years, there are two ways to spend forever.
You can grow aloof and bored or you can find the fight
you're willing to die for.
CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
Whisper entered the Basilias, the pulsating beat of music assaulting her senses. The club was a cacophony of color and light, where laughter mingled with the distant sound of liquid in glasses. Yet, worse than the muted bass was the rancid stench of humanity. She positioned herself at the bar, scanning the room through the haze of smoke and flashing lights. The sight of humans mingling with vampires intrigued her—why would anyone willingly step into such danger?
As she settled onto a stool, she noticed them: the vampires, their predatory gazes locked onto their prey. Time seemed to slow as the dimly lit booth drew her attention; a striking Asian woman danced with a brunette, innocence radiating from them both. But nearby, a taller vampire loomed, his hunger barely contained.
“Sparkling,” she murmured, a nod to the bartender, who slid a glass her way. As the bubbles danced in the glass, her senses sharpened. She leaned slightly, gauging the distance to the man, then stiffened as she inhaled the rich scent of her blood...but from another.
(08/17/24 12:18:43 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
smiling, watching you with the vampire, happy he is distracted with a willing subject. "I kinda do a few things around here. Sometimes office, sometimes tend bar, sometimes serve, sometimes nothing." she laughs softly and smiles. It was one of her first genuine laughs since waking up a couple of months ago, it felt good.
That tingly feeling in the back of her mind grew and her eyes looked around. She did notice the vampire with the predatory gaze, and she knew he would be a threat. Her gaze would drift around for the cause of that niggly feeling, but the room was too busy for her figure it out. If she saw the newcomer.. she didn't put the pieces together yet. "Just enough to keep me busy and out of trouble" well until she comes into the club at night. Trouble is waiting on the edge to explode.
(08/17/24 12:23:47 pm)
Reina
blood feeder | type AB
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Whispers and Shadows , Guardian's Lighthouse :
Reina was fairly new to the club and still confused about the policies at times, but she found her enjoyment with being played with, often sexually, and then eaten, was not so different from when she would hook up with someone at a party or night of clubbing. Never settle for boring, well, never settle, but certainly not for boring, and never let the perfect defeat one's opportunity to have a great time. Marta was not interested, this lovely man grinding up against her could be interesting enough, but the new arrival at the bar... Reina tried not to stare. She turned her back to the vampire woman and said to Marta, “Do you know her? The one behind me at the bar?” It would be hard to miss who Reina was interested in learning more about.
(08/17/24 12:25:39 pm)
Whispers and Shadows
✢ W H I S P E R ✢
| WILHELMINA BRYANT |
] ✢ DEVENEAUX | Vampire | CLAN ✢ [
I found in my many years, there are two ways to spend forever.
You can grow aloof and bored or you can find the fight
you're willing to die for.
CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
Whispers gazed drifted from the two mortals dancing with a vampire who clearly wanted to feed. Their laughter and conversation drowned out the pulse of the club, but Whispers could sense the predator's hunger lurking behind his charming facade. She shivered as a faint scent wafted through the air...a spicy aroma that had anchored her outside, now mingled with the greasy wafts of human food.
Drawn past the pulsating lights, she caught sight of him in the dim hallway that led to a sign announcing alcoves. His hair shimmered like white satin, framing a face carved with shadows. When their eyes met, time hung in the air, fragile yet palpable. There was an unspoken bond...a charge of awareness that crackled between them.
(08/17/24 12:33:58 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
She knew the vampire was hungry and either you were going to let him feed or he was going to go elsewhere. But she keeps quiet. You might think you the most desirable, but there were more available humans on the menu as well.
She glances to the bar to Whisper, sitting at the bar, tilting her head and taking a breath. But she shakes her head. "No I don't." but something familiar, as it was with Grigori, niggles the back of her mind. The only way she can describe the awareness. She sees Whisper looking past her towards the alcoves where she knows the ever enigmatic Grigori is sitting watching the room and her. She looks away though trying to figure out her own mind.. even though her own mind remains elusive.
She looks around the dance floor, perhaps for a place to go, maybe.. hide? but she doesn't move except to the music.
(08/17/24 12:35:46 pm)
Whispers and Shadows
✢ W H I S P E R ✢
| WILHELMINA BRYANT |
] ✢ DEVENEAUX | Vampire | CLAN ✢ [
I found in my many years, there are two ways to spend forever.
You can grow aloof and bored or you can find the fight
you're willing to die for.
CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
They were strangers, yet the familiarity was intoxicating. Whisper could feel the history weaving around them, knotting their souls. Flashes of warfare and torment danced behind her closed eyelids: gallant soldiers, agonizing cries, and the echo of a guillotine’s drop. A shudder racked her body, and she blinked rapidly, trying to dispel the phantoms.
“Who—” she began as she opened her eyes, only to find him suddenly beside her, a heartbeat away. Grigori, stood at her side, his own face expressing the same certainty and wariness she held.
The room felt charged, alive with secrets, and she knew...they knew...they shared the same bloodline...the cursed legacy of their lineage binding them beyond time. For as with the shadows of the dance floor, life and death tangled in a cryptic waltz. Whisper took a step closer, drawn unwillingly to the storm brewing in his gaze. "What is your name?" she asked quietly. "Grigori," his heavily accented tones drifting over her.
No...not a name she knew. "I'm..Whisper... I was called then, Wilhelmina." His expression was as blank as hers. "Who was your sire?" Their matching questions hidden beneath the musical beat of the club.
(08/17/24 12:41:30 pm)
Reina
blood feeder | type AB
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Whispers and Shadows , Guardian's Lighthouse :
Reina watched the newcomer vampire cross the room and then speak to the boss. This was not something she could intrude upon. She turned back to the vampire that had been dancing with them and said, “Care to go someplace more private? I like to play before being eaten.” She did not smile as she tired to draw him in with a feigned coldness. She turned to Marta and smiled, not wanting to say goodbye, “You are welcome to watch, if you don't want to join in.”
(08/17/24 12:46:11 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
Yeah she wasn't going to intrude either. Maybe while Grigori was engrossed in the woman she could slip out for a walk without being shadowed by someone. Though not right this moment.
Her gaze looks to you as you proposition the Vampire who pulls you close and growls a yes in your ear. She smiles to you and gives her head a shake. "It's ok, Reina. I'm not into watching. But thank you for the offer." When you were ready the vampire would take you to an alcove, she would move towards the bar, only not so close to Whisper and Grigori.
(08/17/24 12:57:14 pm)
Whispers and Shadows
✢ W H I S P E R ✢
| WILHELMINA BRYANT |
] ✢ DEVENEAUX | Vampire | CLAN ✢ [
I found in my many years, there are two ways to spend forever.
You can grow aloof and bored or you can find the fight
you're willing to die for.
CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
Whisper spoke as Grigori did. "Phillipe," she said, her voice low and haunting amidst the thrum of the jazz club. "Louis," Grigori echoed, the name layered upon the one she’d spoken. Brothers. Which made them... cousins of a sort.
“How long?” she pressed, her voice barely above a whisper. Grigori shrugged, his gaze drifting back to the dance floor, where an Asian girl was being towed away by a hungry vampire, her eyes wide with desire. For a moment, his gaze lingered on Marta, the girl’s gasp echoing in his mind like a frayed thread of past affection.
Whisper felt a pull, an invisible string that tied her to the girl. Inhaling deeply, she turned her attention to Marta. “Who is she?” The question hung, thick and palpable in the air, the tantalizing scent of blood tugging at her instincts. It wasn't fully theirs but... a hint, a taste.
“You’ve been feeding her,” she accused, her eyes narrowing as she looked back at Grigori. His denial stunned her. “No,” he said, his voice steady but distant.
“I found her that way,” he murmured, yet his gaze remained fixated on Marta, a swirl of emotions battling behind his dark eyes.
(08/17/24 12:59:30 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Whispers and Shadows :
Once at the bar she resumes sitting, the same stool as she had been at when she'd been asked to dance. Getting a new drink from the bartender of just lime juice and seven. For now. She wasn't much of a drinker, but always got a fresh drink when she returned. Who knew what had been done to it.
She tried not to watch you with Grigori, thinking a walk outside might do her some good. But she doesn't move yet, keeping planted on her stool for now sipping at her drink with her eyes shifting to Reina and the vampire as they head to an alcove.
she was in the same mind as you.. why humans would willingly put themselves in situations like this was beyond her. She was probably better equipped at defending herself than most of the other women, tough.
(08/17/24 01:07:44 pm)
Whispers and Shadows
✢ W H I S P E R ✢
| WILHELMINA BRYANT |
] ✢ DEVENEAUX | Vampire | CLAN ✢ [
I found in my many years, there are two ways to spend forever.
You can grow aloof and bored or you can find the fight
you're willing to die for.
CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
Whisper’s heart raced. This was a mystery, a riddle wrapped in darkness. But this... this was a different shadow. “What do you know about her?” she pressed, but his silence spoke volumes.
As the vampiric symphony of the club swirled around them, the truth hung just out of reach, waiting for the right moment to be severed from its tangled past.
"very little, I can't glean much from her blood," Grigori said. His words made it clear to her that he fed from her, even if no one else did.
"I see," she replied, watching as the woman settled down at the bar. "She smells." Her words noting it wasn't an offensive scent, but one close to their own. "Like us.." she added.
(08/17/24 01:15:07 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Whispers and Shadows :
she could feel yours and Grigori's eyes on her and that made her uncomfortable. She didn't know why. She was used to Grigori watching her and she wasn't sure if it was from desire or protection or just because she was easy on the eyes.. she didn't know.
but now she had both of you watching her and talking.
She takes her glass and pushes off the stool to move away from the bar, smiling politely to those she passes. Where she is going isn't quite clear yet, it's not even clear to her. But she's not in a hurry, there is a brief moment though when her gaze does meet Grigori's. Her own uncertainty seen easily in her eyes as wariness seems to envelope her. Taking a soft breath as she gets lost.. in her mind ... in the crowd pausing her steps to dance with one of the other girls and the vampire she's with.
(08/17/24 01:20:18 pm)
Silver Shadows
✢ GRIGORI IVCHENKO ✢
] ✢ DEVENEAUX | Vampire | CLAN ✢ [
You must feel it...in those quiet still moments...the frigid rush
of power gushing from that silent wound deep inside.
CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
"Yes," he murmurs quietly, not missing the drink and the passing of Marta back to the dance floor. "Why keep her?" Whisper's words echoed in his mind. That was a question he'd asked himself more than once since the girl had come to him.
"For that reason, somehow she is family. But who and what, I don't know." Whisper could hear the puzzled tone in his voice.
He watched her settle in at the dance floor, then shifted his gaze back to the alcoves where several others were engaged. "Come, let me introduce you to Justine....an owner." he said as he stepped back from the bar and gestured before him to Whisper. "This way," knowing the other guards would keep an eye on the patrons, both human and not.
(08/17/24 01:29:23 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Blood of Basilias C R :
She had wondered that too. Why keep her... though she'd also made herself useful in ways and it was free labour. She was just grateful for a place to be and she knew here she was protected, if not by the staff by Grigori himself.
She watched as Grigori took you somewhere. Likely to the back to see Justine. She got along ok with the woman, but she was more of a boss to her than anything. But she figured Justine would prefer she become a bleeder or just stay in her room. But since they'd never talked about it, she couldn't say either way.
Smiling as the vampire takes the other girl away and she moves to sit alone in an alcove near one of the bouncers, still nursing her drink
(08/17/24 01:30:09 pm)
Blood of Basilias
C R Y S T A L
HUMAN
yen-fen addict
Chicago - The Presidium
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
Crystal twirled under the dim lights of the club, as she made her way from the alcoves towards the dance floor, her senses heightened in a way only the blood of a vampire could achieve. The evening spun around her, a vibrant kaleidoscope of laughter and music, the thick bass reverberating through her chest as she lost herself in the rhythm. She was on fire, her limbs moving with abandon, propelled by the euphoric high that enveloped her entire being. Yet beneath the haze, something flickered—a shadow in her mind that questioned her reckless abandon. She glanced back at the red-haired vampire, his sultry grin barely visible among the crowd. Sean, she remembered, his name rolling off her tongue like a secret she didn't want to share. He waited at the door of the alcove, his blood still lingering on her tongue. Their gazes met before she turned to make her way back to the dance floor. She'd fed from him, gaining that high from his blood that she craved more than food.
As she navigated through bodies, she felt the weight of stares on her, some curious, others accusatory. “Oops, sorry,” she mumbled, colliding with another table, sending a glass teetering perilously close to the edge before she caught it just in time.
(08/17/24 01:39:34 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Blood of Basilias C R :
She wasn't really in an alcove, just a table off to the side that was darkened a little. no door only a curtain that could be brought down. She watched silently. Her thoughts elsewhere even though her gaze followed people.
Watching as Vampires almost violently drank from some of the bleeders. What she saw seemed wrong. Grigori's drinking of her seemed.. more appropriate than anything she'd seen. Yes it bothered her, a lot. But where else could she go? Hell she didn't even know who she was other than Marta.
letting out a sigh as you come out of the alcove. her eyes follow you but her thoughts remain elsewhere as her look is more vacant than anything else. She needed to go for a walk.. needed the outdoors.. water..
water.. that stirred a memory of a rocky shore that was immediately swallowed up by the darkness that inhabited most of her memories and kept them hidden..
sighing softly, finishing her drink
(08/17/24 01:40:05 pm)
Blood of Basilias
C R Y S T A L
HUMAN
yen-fen addict
Chicago - The Presidium
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
She continued to dance with abandon as she made her way across the dance floor, her silhouette swaying beneath the dim, pulsing lights of The Basilias. In the smoky haze, she was neither employee nor guest; instead, she existed in a bittersweet limbo, drawn to the club for only one thing: the intoxicating packets of yen-fen.
The sweet concoction fueled her days and nights, allowing the undead patrons...vampires in need...to indulge in their own darker cravings. Crystal's laughter mingled with the throbbing bass, masking the truth of her existence. She craved not just the yen-fen, but the fleeting absence of self, the allure of danger.
Behind the bar, Marcus watched her with a careful gaze. He knew when she’d had enough. It was always the same; in a matter of hours, she’d surrender to the haze, oblivious to the world around her. Her cab would arrive, and though he often saw her safely into the backseat, he was acutely aware of the reality that awaited her. She would typically stumble up the stairs of her apartment building, only to collapse in a drugged stupor before ever reaching the safety of her room.
Tonight, she spun in circles, laughter escaping her lips as she lost herself in the music. One thing was certain, she was not merely a spectator of her own life; she was a player in a game she hadn’t even begun to understand.
(08/17/24 01:51:51 pm)
|| GUARDIAN'S SQUIRE ||
ACHERON "ASH" ST. GERMAINE
Blue Blood / Dorean Squire
League of the Night Guardians
St. Germaine Realty Company
It's not in the rules.
Chicago, The Presidium
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to ALL:
Acheron had retired to the hotel after a long, busy morning. Dmitri needed a place to stay, but the city's veins pulsed with secrets, and it wasn't until Acheron followed a flickering thread of information that he found himself drawn to a building with an aura that whispered of the nocturnal.
He entered the dimly lit club, a haven for nocturnal souls. The air was thick with the scent of aged wood and cheap perfume, yet Acheron’s keen instincts sensed the real essence beneath...an undercurrent of power and hunger. His gaze darted over the patrons, some on the dance floor, some hidden in shadowed nooks.
"Virgin Mary," he ordered at the bar, his voice steady. He adjusted the foam earplugs, muffling the pounding music that reverberated through the room. Acheron's mind raced. He was a squire; connecting with vampires was integral to his survival and, ultimately, to his mission. Today, it was to find out what he could about the vampires of the city.
(08/17/24 02:00:23 pm)
|| GUARDIAN'S SQUIRE ||
ACHERON "ASH" ST. GERMAINE
Blue Blood / Dorean Squire
League of the Night Guardians
St. Germaine Realty Company
It's not in the rules.
Chicago, The Presidium
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
The dimly lit bar thrummed with the low murmur of conversation, punctuated by the clink of glasses and the occasional laughter. Acheron felt the cool glass of the ‘virgin mary’ drink between his fingers, a welcome distraction. He took a leisurely sip, but the taste turned bitter on his tongue as his gaze fell upon the familiar figure across the room.
“Marta?” he breathed, disbelief weaving into his voice. The sound of her name hung heavily in the air as he processed the sight. She hadn’t changed much...her brown hair still tousled as if she had just emerged from a wild adventure, her eyes dancing with life but clouded with shadows he hadn’t seen before.
The bartender’s casual acknowledgment faded into the background as he rose, his heart racing with a mixture of hope and dread. Approaching her felt like stepping into the echoes of a past he'd both cherished and tried to forget.
As he drew nearer, he noticed the subtle clenches of her jaw, the way her fingers tapped anxiously against the glass she held. Acheron hesitated, suddenly unsure of what to say. Was this rekindling a long-buried past or unearthing forgotten secrets?
“Marta, What are you doing here?” he asked, conscious of the weight of their history. He knew her as well as he knew the others of the League,...but what was she doing here and why did she look as if she didn't know who he was. Did she know where Rosita was?
(08/17/24 02:08:42 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to || GUARDIAN'S SQU:
she had seen you come in, and a pang of recognition on her face and in her heart. She gives her head a shake and takes a breath. She watches you come closer, blinking softly.. uncertainty in her eyes and clouding her features. Taking another breath when you speak to her.
Chewing her lip before she responds. She didn't know who you are, but she felt like she should know and that bothered her a lot.
taking a soft breath and letting it out slowly at your question. She stands to her feet and moves slightly, keeping a few feet between them "ummm.. where am I supposed to be?" the words were whispered as if she were speaking to the wind. She didn't know of this league or Rosita, or anything else. The only thing she was certain of was her name is Marta and she felt like she was missing a limb but she didn't know his name.
She doesn't wait for an answer but moves towards the door.. now she definitely needed air.. air fresher than here. her walk turned to a run and soon she was outside, leaning against the wall. Memories flashing but no context to them, no sound only vague pictures. "What am I doing here?" she didn't even know the answer to that question, but she didn't know where else she needed to be
(08/17/24 02:19:03 pm)
|| GUARDIAN'S SQUIRE ||
ACHERON "ASH" ST. GERMAINE
Blue Blood / Dorean Squire
League of the Night Guardians
St. Germaine Realty Company
It's not in the rules.
Chicago, The Presidium
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
“Marta... with Francois. With us…” he faltered, a desperate reminder. “Majorca.” The name hung heavy in the air, but it seemed to bounce off her, leaving no imprint as she hurried past him and out the door.
Ash dropped a handful of bills onto the bar and dashed after her, the weight of her confusion pulling at him. “Marta! It’s me... Ash,” he called, his own breath quickening. “We work together! With your sister, Rosita. Dmitri…”
The mention of Dmitri ignited something deep within him. He fished out his phone and hurriedly tapped in their emergency code, an alert that would reach the rest of the League scattered throughout the city and those not in the city.
“Please,” Ash pleaded, stepping closer, his heart aching for the woman he knew. “You’re not alone. We’ll help you find who you are again. Just hold on.” Inside he felt a glimmer more of hope. Damaris. Marta. Were the others here, somewhere, lost in this city?
(08/17/24 02:27:33 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to || GUARDIAN'S SQU:
She heard you. They didn't bounce off her, but they didn't mean anything to her. They were words. Though Francois' name seemed... she didn't know.
Ash.. who is Ash? Rosita? she has a sister?
She heard the door open and close, then watched as you came closer. Taking a breath and letting it out slowly. Not alone? How can you say that? She didn't know you. She would be happy to know that Damaris had been found.. the woman she was in the alley with.
Taking a breath she didn't resist, she didn't run away. Not yet. She takes a breath.. part of her starting to panic as her breaths picked up, but she needed to know. Running away would be...
She sinks to the ground drawing her arms around her legs to keep from the panic. She takes a breath and lets it out but the breaths are still quick as she hugs her legs tighter.
(08/17/24 02:55:35 pm)
|| GUARDIAN'S SQUIRE ||
ACHERON "ASH" ST. GERMAINE
Blue Blood / Dorean Squire
League of the Night Guardians
St. Germaine Realty Company
It's not in the rules.
Chicago, The Presidium
..:Bleeders Den:..
..Basilias..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
He knelt down before her, resting his hand on her arm as it cradled her legs. His first inclination was to hug her and he would have if the situation had been different..but this? She'd think he was some wack job hitting on her. As he crouched down, he didn't need to look back to know the two white haired vampires stood on the steps to look down at them, both perched to come to her aid..but both just as curious as to what was happening.
Elsewhere, all the League receive the text creating excitement among the troops, especially Anatole and more the man with him. Francois stared at the message, rising from where he sat at a computer in Majorca.
"Marta," he whispered, took a look at Anatole and gripped the mans shoulder for a brief moment. A second later he was gone from Anatole's sight.
--blood calls to blood--
It was her blood that called to him as much as the blood of the Belikov's. He appeared nearby, drawing a gasp and shocked speaking of "Francois," from Whisper before Francois was suddenly before her. "Marta.." Francois's voice whisper soft as he looked at her, then aside to Ash before Ash quickly moved back. "Marta ...love.." as he placed his hands on her to draw her to him. "Marta...I thought I lost you forever." Losing Angelique nearly killed him. Losing Marta..he knew...would be the final nail in the coffin.
Ash then glanced back at the two silver haired vampires. "She's....they...are together," he said though the words were unnecessary to vampires who could fell the emotion.
(08/17/24 03:05:49 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Bleeders Den:..
..Basilias..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to || GUARDIAN'S SQU:
As you knelt down before her, she didn't look up, her gaze fixed on some point past you. It was the way she calmed herself. She'd used it when one of the other girls in the dens saw her having an panic attack. She always wondered if it was a result of her not knowing, not remembering, or if she was like this before.
Also didn't need to look to know that Grigori and Whisper were on the steps. Taking a soft breath and blinking slowly, focusing on that one actions.. blinking.
Seeing Ash quickly move and seeing another take is place. She took a breath and nearly choked on it. Not out of any negative emotion.. but a recognition she had, but couldn't place. His voice, the way he said her name it was like that limb had returned. Tears filling her eyes as they started to fall as the man drew her to him. Those eyes closed and tears slid down her cheeks. She just let him hold her.
How does she tell him she doesn't remember? How can she say she doesn't know who he is, yet she knows who he is? She knows he's a part of her. Her body trembled slightly though she couldn't say from what. Only that she did. She doesn't speak because she doesn't know what to say, but she finds herself relaxing into him. And for reasons she can't explain she sobs lightly against his shoulder, unfolding to allow herself to more fully press against him.
(08/17/24 03:21:25 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Bleeders Den:..
..Basilias..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
His own eyes were awash with a shimmer of his own tears, his arms growing tighter about her. "Shall we go inside?" Ash spoke up behind him but he ignored him for a moment...his arms cradling her more gently but tighter to him. He knew ..he felt..her confusion, her uncertainty and with it just as much certainty beneath that layer as she melted against him. "I have you my love," his voice ragged and breaking as he spoke, his face pressed against her hair.
Grigori and Whisper watched the activity, then stepped back into the business to apprise Justine of the arrival. Ash stepped back but kept nearby as he texted another alert about Francois' arrival.
"I have you," Francois continued to sooth her as he stood to his feet and lifted her easily in his arms. "What has happened to you," he mourned as he nestled her closer to him.
(08/17/24 03:29:14 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Bleeders Den:..
..Basilias..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Spear :
She took a ragged breath and nods as you say you had her, holding onto your shirt as tightly as she could. She felt whole even if she wasn't. Francois.. Ash had said that name and she heard it again.
When you say you had her again and lift her into your arms she curled into you a little more. The question haunts even her. Nights of her waking up in a terror, but no memory of what that terror is. No memory of what caused it. "I.. I don't remember..." the words were simple enough but the flood of emotion that were in those words were great and for her overwhelming. The last couple of months she'd tried to ask that question but it only brought tears and pain so she didn't ask that question much to avoid such pain and tears.
Now it was trying to flood back without the remembering.
But she would push them back because even without the memory, the remembering.. she felt whole for the first time since she woke up in that alley.
(08/17/24 03:40:11 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse :
He followed Ash into the club, being directed to one of the offices. But it was the glass on the bar, the barely touched virgin mary from Ash what paused his steps. His gaze captured Ash's and the man withdrew a tiny pen knife, slicing across Francois' wrist. As Francois tipped his wrist over the glass, his blood flowed into the glass until it was half a measure filled. Barely jostling Marta as he moved his arm, he turned his wrist to allow the ever efficient Ash to place a gauze sticky on the laceration. One had to preserve their clothing when away from home.
Ash nodded, taking up the glass as he followed Francois to Justine's office. The three other vampires stood by the desk as Francois sat, his hold not abating as he cradled Marta on his lap.
"There, better," he soothed to her as he reached out his hand for the glass Ash handed to him. "Here love....drink... it'll help. It'll make you better." if for no other reason than she needed the blood she was bonded to. His blood.
(08/17/24 03:53:32 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Bleeders Den:..
..Basilias..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Spear :
She held on to you, taking soft breaths and allowing your presence to calm her. Still there was no recollection that made sense to her. Images now filled with you were making more sense, but the whys and wherefores did not.
She barely noticed as Ash cut your wrist and allowed the glass to fill partially with your blood, then the gauze on the wound. Her face nestled against your neck and eyes closed. She knew your scent, but she didn't know how or why.
Settling in your lap as you are ushed with her into the office and sit she takes a breath and looks to the other three vampires, still leaning into you. she lets you place the glass to her lips, not trusting herself to hold it steady she takes a sip. That familiarity and knowing comes snapping back into place as the blood she's bonded to ignites that bond. Tears flow as she takes a few more sips and then she settles back, resting her head against your shoulder.
You would feel she's settled, but perhaps the confusion has remained. The memories were still not present. Anything from before the moment she woke up in that alley is still locked away. She was beginning to wonder if she would ever remember everything.
As if answering the question to be asked, she speaks softly with a slight tremble to her voice "I.. I woke up in an alley a dozen blocks away from here. I.. I don't remember anything before that." she still didn't.
(08/17/24 04:00:02 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthou:
At that moment, he didn't care. It didn't matter. All that mattered was feeling you in his arms. ""A little more," he encouraged as he held the glass to your lips. That little more would be the whole glass for he didn't leave any of his blood to be used by anyone. Hazards of working in a lab for so long
An alley... "That does't matter. you're safe with us...with me." he said before sparing a glance at Ash as he spoke on the phone.
"Do you want to go home...or stay here?" he asked gently, tipping his head down enough to let his gaze meet yours. "Dmitri and Katya are here in the city. They found Damaris several days ago." he was concerned for more than one reason. "Did...have you.." before mentally cursing and shushing himself. No, she wouldn't have answers to questions they all had.
"I've purchased a place ...one of the suburbs," Ash spoke up quietly. "We should be able to sign the paperwork on Monday."
(08/17/24 04:07:44 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Bleeders Den:..
..Basilias..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Spear :
At your encouragement she drank a little more as you held it to her lips as she finished the glass. Taking another breath and letting it out slowly. Some of the cobwebs were fading as the blood continued to do it's job. Still the memories didn't return. It would make her wonder what happened that she forgot.
Still when you mention going home or staying here she says simply ".. with you.. " She felt safe, you would feel that within her.. even if she didn't remember.. her body knew and her subconscious knew.
Lifting her head to meet your gaze. The names you speak hold no familiarity. Taking a breath and letting out slowly a trembling hand rises to touch your cheek. She was home. You would know through that bond she felt safe and she was home in your arms
(08/17/24 04:13:38 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthou:
At her light touch, his eyes closed and the others could hear a low purring rumbing in his throat as his embrace grew slightly firmer about her. "I thought I lost you forever," he longing and pain in his voice cause even the other vampires to close their eyes or turn away. "Show me where it is," he said to Ash who replied, "It's not ready yet, but I've a hotel room you can use if you want to stay."
The odds others might be in the area was not lost on him or Ash and he was reluctant to leave for the moment. As he heard the slight movement of a vampire's foot fall, he knew there were other things here he needed to investigate.
He looked at Whisper and Grigori. "Wilhelmina." he said calling her by the only name he knew. She nodded to him, "Francois," her voice just as somber as his. "Ash," he suddenly addressed Ash. "Take us to the hotel," a note of command in his voice...one which drew a startled look from Ash.
(08/17/24 04:22:01 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Spear :
You could feel her own pain. She thought she was lost forever. But here she is, home. When they are alone she tell you what is in her heart, what she always knew even if she didn't remember. Her eyes glancing to Grigori and Whisper, but her gaze turn back to Grigori. She whispers a soft "Thank you, Grigori." He didn't have to do what he did. Help her, protect her. Keep her from doing stupid shit or being forced to do something she didn't want to do or be a part of. A glance to Justine as well, an unspoken thank you to her too.
Then she rests her head against your shoulder, her face tucked against the crook of your neck again, warm breath spilling across it with her sigh.
If she heard the command in your voice it wasn't noted or responded to as she closed her eyes. The trembling of her body has ceased with the final drinking of blood as it settled and ignited that bond. She realized for the first time that she'd been trembling for a while now and smiled a little.. content for the moment
maybe she will remember.
but then maybe she won't want to.
(08/17/24 04:22:34 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
Welcome to Chicago. Feel free to ask questions or check out the forum HERE. says to Archambeau ~O~ :
Hello and welcome if you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask!
(08/17/24 04:29:44 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthou:
Justine was more pragmatic. That made three bleeders in the last month they'd lost. Still, she smiled and nodded to Marta before settling down at her desk to update the paperwork and draw out a measure of cash for the girl. She handed it to Grigori, who approached. "What?" Francois voice a little sharper than intended as the vampire drew closer. "Her pay.....for working here." he said. "Just what did she do here,"
Grigori shrugged and grinned, "Nothing you'd need be concerned about. She was safe." he assured Francois.
Francois wasn't buying it but grunted and stood. "Ash.." to the man who was busy on his phone. "Calling an uber." he said to Francois. "Twenty minutes." he added a moment later.
(08/17/24 04:44:52 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Spear :
She would attest to her being safe, but she doesn't right now. She takes a breath and watches Grigori. She doesn't reach for the money and doesn't see if you or Ash reach for it. She worked because it kept her from going nuts and completely melting down. Though that did happen a time or two, it would have happened more with out doing some sort of work.
After a moment she speaks softly, just barely a whisper being so close to your ear, "He kept me safe." they all did, but Grigori was a little more on top of it than and made sure the other staff kept her safe too. She'll tell you more later as she waited. As to Justine's complaint about another bleeder.. well she wasn't a bleeder so that complaint didn't work here. since she's not a mind reader, she can't say anything.
Her body ached as she relaxed. Realizing just how tense she'd been.
(08/17/24 04:51:32 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthou:
Whisper looked from the men to the girl and back to Francois. She looked down at Justine's desk, scribbed a number on a pad of paper and tucked it in his shirt pocket with the cash taken from Grigori. "She will need clothing," though she had no idea if she did or not. But what woman didnt' want clothing? Even back when she was young. "Call me, we'll..." Whisper hesitated, then added, "catch up." How does one catch up more than two hundred years?
He stared at Whisper. "Can't believe you're here...all this time." "No, not here ....just..around," Whisper shrugged and stepped back to allow him ease to rise. Her motion and the hand on Grigori's harm pulled him back as well.
"we will wait outside," he told the others , nodding to Ash and allowed the man to guide them from the office and the building. Only when he was outside did it occur to him. "What about her things?" he asked to Ash, sending the man back in to check with Justine and retrieve anything Marta had.
(08/17/24 05:00:59 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Spear :
She watched and listened from where she remained in his lap and arms. Taking a soft breath. She would need clothing, more casual clothing. Though the clothing she had wasn't as revealing as the other women inside. No, her clothing covered her body. It didn't make her less sexy as by the dress she currently wore, but it was modest.
Her gaze watching Whisper and feeling your reaction. She holds on a little tighter for a moment when you stand though.
When outside at the mention of her things she remembers a necklace and a bracelet that came with her, as well as the clothing she was wearing. Everything else was given to her by Grigori and Justine, though more specifically Grigori. She had maybe 6 outfits. She refused any others, giving them to a couple of the other girls who lived there.
A soft shaky breath and sigh. She was tired now, but it was a good tired. She felt good, even if she didn't remember.
(08/17/24 05:08:16 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Bleeders Den:..
..Basilias..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Lighthou:
He didn't stand still while he waited, but walked the length of the building front before turning to walk back, over and over until Ash returned with a small duffle with items Justine took from the room. "I have it," Ash said to him, keeping on the porch as Francois paced up and back with Marta in his arms. Now and again, he nuzzled he head with his cheek, murmuring softly... Ash kept his gaze averted as he heard the French lullaby being softly intoned by Francois.
As the uber arrived, Ash hurried to the door. opening it for the two of them,, then settled onto the front seat. "you can't sit here," the driver began to complain. Ash took out a 'benjamin' and placed it on the seat between them. "Well, ok," the driver said waiting for Francois to shut the car door before driving them to the hotel.
(08/17/24 05:24:53 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Basilias:..
...Bleeder's Den...
..Club Area..
.Suburb of Chicago.
says to Guardian's Spear :
The motion of pacing helping calm her nerves and keep her.. sedate.. but the humming against her ear is what brought a smile. So soft. She sighs and each time you murmur she murmurs a few of the words with you.
A memory? Perhaps, but from where she didn't know.
Once the uber arrived and she was in the car with you, not leaving your arms even in the car as they were taken to the hotel. She wasn't asleep when they arrived, but it was close. Partly waiting for the movement to stop and the comfort a bed and your arms around her. That's the only way she'd fall fully asleep. But she needed to tell you something, something she wanted to wait until they were alone first.
All good things, but they were only for you.
(08/17/24 05:31:55 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Lighthou:
Ash had passed the key card to him, directing him to the room while he went to the desk to obtain another suite for himself. A floor above his former room, he paused by the room rapping lightly. Francois, having deposited her on the bed, whispered softly. "Refresh yourself, ...the bathroom," with a nod to indicate the direction before he reluctantly left her to address Ash at the room entrance. Ash stepped in as Francois stepped back. "I'll just get my bags and things," he said as he began to pull clothing from drawers and closets. Ash never 'lived out of a suitcase'. Passing Francois another key card. "This is mine, if you need me to go out.." with anything as a Squire, he was the hands and feet for vampires, whether or not they were day walker or night. Francois nodded. "Can you wait here a few moments," Ash nodded, puzzled until Francois spoke into the bedroom area. "My dear, I'l be right back. I need a few things from the house." Before either she or Ash could blink, he was gone. Ash, not invading the privacy of the bedroom. "I'm here, getting my things," so she wouldn't be frightened that he was there. He made a show of opening and closing the cupboards and drawers. Unfortunately, his shaving kit was in the bathroom. "ahh... Marta, can you bring me my shaving kit...and shampoo...?"
(08/17/24 06:22:24 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Spear :
She was deposited onto the bed and held him close for a few more moments before nodding and letting him go. Getting to her feet she paused to make sure she was steady and then makes her way to the bathroom. "Ok" said softly to you as you go to get your things. She slips from her clothing and turns on the shower. She hears the opening and closing of drawers and cupboards, but she doesn't hear Ash ask for his things in the bathroom.
She stands in the shower, letting it run hot and closing her eyes. She stands there letting the water wash away the club and the dens. Knowing what she did about the place, Grigori really had kept her safe. Even the regulars watched her when she sat and talked with vampires who had never been there before or didn't know she was off limits for anything but conversation and dancing. Though once she told them she was off limits even dancing didn't always happen. Usually they frowned and then walked away. She didn't mind though. Leaning against the wall as the water ran over her hot. Soon she grabbed the fresh soap she had opened and washed her body and hair.
When she was done she turns off the water and grabs a towel to step out. Carefully squeezing the water out before stepping out, then drying her self off. She towel dries her hair, then pulls her fingers through it. She takes a long look in the mirror, but she doesn't recognize the woman she's looking at.
a sigh leaves her lips as she pulls the fresh robe on and ties it closed before she pads out with barefeet. Seeing a shaving kit and the shampoo she didn't use, figuring it to be Ash's she grabs them and comes out.
"I think these are yours." handing them to Ash then moving to the bed to sit down and curl into herself, waiting for you to come back.
(08/17/24 06:38:11 pm)
|| GUARDIAN'S SQUIRE ||
ACHERON "ASH" ST. GERMAINE
Blue Blood / Dorean Squire
League of the Night Guardians
St. Germaine Realty Company
It's not in the rules.
Chicago, The Presidium
says to Guardian's Lighthou: He waited a moment but hearing the shower, he gently closed the bedroom door and sat on the settee, flicking on the television to catch the news. Half listening to it, he quickly sent out a group test about what he'd garnered in information about Marta. The shower was still running when he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. He'd been up all night before, busy this morning but for a short nap to take the edge off.
Now, the water beating down in the shower was soothing as he drifted off.
The door opened, drawing him from his doze and he rose as she appraoched, taking the kit with a smile. "thank you," before stowing them in his suitcase, closing it. "Would you like something to eat?" as she returned to the bedroom and curled up. He stayed well out of the bedroom portion of the suite. Before she could reply, he felt a hand resting on his shoulder. "I have it," Francois said as he silently appeared behind Ash. "If you need anything," he was quick to say to Francois before gathering his suitcase and briefcase. Five minutes later he'd be in his own room but Francois would be settling on the bed next to Marta.
(08/17/24 06:51:01 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Spear :
She had found her brush but it was sitting beside her as Ash spoke to her. Taking a breath and smiling softly. She didn't say much else as Ash asked if she wanted any thing to eat. A small smile and her eyes light up as she sees Francois appear behind the man.
Taking a soft breath, a smile of thanks as the word is whispered to Ash. Then as Francois sits beside her, she curls into him. "I didn't feel whole after I woke up. Like I was missing a limb or three. I would dream of you, though I didn't remember your name. When you took my hands and then held me close it was like I'd come home without remembering what home felt like." she spoke softly, her head on your shoulder. She missed him so much, though she doesn't remember yet.. she's sure now that hes back and she's home, that she will.
LIfting her eyes to him, asking softly "How did I disappear?"
(08/17/24 07:01:00 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Lighthou:
"I ...I don't know." for he had been in the lab to find her gone when he returned home. "you were just gone. you. Damaris, Son..." His voice was gruff, his touch tender as he settled on the bed, drawing her between his legs while he picked up the brush. "Close your eyes," he said quietly as he began to move the brush through the ends of her hair, working his way up to brush out the tangles without tearing the hair. He didn't think he could go through the list of those still missing. "We've been looking for you and the others for several months...." he paused, the brush tossed to the side as he wrapped his arms about her, pulling her tighter against his chest.
"It...was....worse.." he swallowed, "worse than when I lost Angelique. " For then they knew she died....this?... missing? Far worse. "I brought your clothing and things from home." he added, a suitcase sitting by the door. .."Where...." he swallowed again, she could feel him shuddering as he held her. "Where were you...here?...all the time?" but he'd been given no indication she'd spent so many months..over a year..in the Basilias.
(08/17/24 07:19:54 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Spear :
she takes a measured breath at your words, sighing softly and nodding. She moves as you guide her between your legs and she closes her eyes as you bid her to. Taking a soft breath as you begin to brush her hair. "That feels good."
she nods softly, when you pull her into your arms and against your chest she takes a breath and lets out slowly. her eyes close a little tighter, sinking into you. She nods softly when you say that you brought some of her things from home.
She thinks about where she was and sighs "Just the last couple of months. Since I woke up. I.. I don't know where I was before that. I .. I don't remember before I woke up in that alley." she wishes she did. Wishes that she could remember. She wants to remember.. everything.
(08/17/24 07:31:51 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Lighthou:
He was disappointed, hoping that her insight might give them the knowledge they needed to find the others. "Don't worry about it now," he toyed with the brush another moment then sighed as he shifted slightly and lay back , keeping her with him. "What...what did you do there?" knowing she would realize it was the Basilias he was speaking of.
Cradling her close, he shifted slightly to give her better purchase to lay against him. he close his eyes, his fingers threading through and combing down her damp hair. he'd missed this. More than missed it.
(08/17/24 07:50:08 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Spear :
She moved with you, taking that better position to lay against you. She hopes she can remember, but nods when you say not to worry about it now. Taking a soft breath as your fingers move through her hair.
She missed it too, even though she didn't remember. It was a weird feeling. It felt new, but also that feeling of Deja vu and the pleasant feelings that accompany these moments. There was a familiarity without the memory of it.
A smile formed as you ask what she did. "I usually helped in the office. Though occasionally I'd work doing some bartending or serving tables. Grigori gave me a band that I usually wore the few times I did go into the club and wasn't working that showed the others I was off limits. so I was usually left alone." turning to look up at you "I had forgotten it tonight. I had been working in the office and was hungry so went into the club to eat. I usually eat at the bar. Tonight I was restless though." Otherwise she might not have been there when Ash came in. Tonight she couldn't get out of her head. Couldn't stop thinking.
(08/17/24 07:59:58 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse:
She could feel the tension in him even as he tried to relax. "That's good," he murmured, wondering about the man who was clearly part of his family but on he'd never met. Then again, they' scattered during the revolution and after falling in with Dmitri and the others, let only the memory of the family come to mind. Not searching them out. He should have. Then again, what calls would they have had on him? "He's....they...are part of family." he finally admitted.
She could feel the rise and fall of his chest as he sighed softly. "oh baby," he murmured again, his lips pressing to her damp hair. It would be a riot of curls in the morning if left unattended. But he loved it.
"Damaris was found last week," his voice low and soft, though he knew she'd probably not know who Damaris was. Sonya...Viktoriya are still missing." he hesitated. "And Rosita." a question on the last name.
(08/17/24 08:12:45 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Spear :
She felt the tension and it made her smile a little. Her fingers tracing over your chest, hoping to help you relax a little. She's here now, she's safe.
To hear you call her baby was music to her ears. She'd been called that a number of times by misguided vampires who soon learned their place, and she had felt disgust at being called that by them. To hear it fall from your lips to her.. was music to her heart and brought a smile.
a soft nod as you say that Damaris was found. Taking a soft breath and smiling.. though frowning as you say the other names. When you say Rosita's name she sighs. "Ash said she's my sister, and I feel my heart ache knowing she's missing too." this is sooo frustrating. how can she miss someone she doesn't remember? How can her heart ache for people that she has no recollection of except vague images in her head? she knew there were no answers to her questions, or at least she felt like there weren't any. For you though she knew now, it was the bond. Perhaps it's the same with her sister. But the other women..
"I hope they can be found soon. I hope they can remember. Does Damaris remember what happened to her? Where she was?"
maybe she could get some recollection through someone else's description. Though then the next question would be why did one remember and not the other?
(08/17/24 08:26:57 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse:
"Yes, Roza.." his voice caught as he said the name. It was Dmitri's favored way of addressing Rosita and others in the family followed suit. "Anatole, he's your squad leader," he added casually, his hand resting on hers briefly before tucking his arm beneath his head. "I don't really know," he said softly, his lips again pressing against her head. "I've been in Majorca, Mitya and Katya have been traveling ..mostly a grid of the U.S."
Her question had momentarily diverted him. "Anatole wants to visit you tomorrow...and Father, if you're up to it." In fact several of the league currently not in the field wants to see her. Even if only to assure themselves she is ok. "We've lost at least half the League to disappearances." he added after a moment.
(08/17/24 08:34:48 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Spear :
"Roza" saying the name as though she's said it a hundred times. she bits back a slight sob and sighs instead.
When you speak of the others she nods softly. "Ok. I'd like that." Taking a soft breath again, nodding at your words. She yawns softly as you lay your arm under her head and she nuzzles closer, pressing against you and sighing softly "Hold me as we sleep.. don't let me go.. please."
there is a hint of fear in her voice, inwardly it's not a hint though, her arm stretching around you to hold on.
(08/17/24 08:39:50 pm)
Guardian's Spear
FRANCOIS DEVENEAUX
]| Deveneaux | V a m p i r e | Clan |[
| LEAGUE OF THE NIGHT GUARDIANS |
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad.
It was a pain that meant she was alive.
As long as I burned, she was safe.
| CHICAGO, THE PRESIDIUM |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Lighthouse:
"That won't be hard to do," for he had no intention of letting you go for some hours yet. "I have you love," his voice dropping to a lower register and sounding a bit edged with gruffness. "I won't .." she felt the light pressure of his embrace as he moved his hand from beneath his head to encircle her with his arms.
"Rest easy," though he didn't need to sleep, even if he did he'd force himself to stay awake over the next hours. He dare not close his eyes for fear she'd vanish again.
(08/17/24 08:44:24 pm)
Guardian's Lighthouse
| Marta Serratos |
| Human - Bonded to Deveneaux Vampire Line |
| My number was up the first time I met you |
| And Your hold on me is permanent and unbreakable. |
..:Hotel Suite:..
...Hyatt Regency Hotel...
..Chicago Downtown District..
.City of Chicago, IL.
says to Guardian's Spear :
she smiled softly, lifting her head to look into your eyes. a hand caressing your cheek before it falls to rest on your shoulder as your arms wrap around her. She relaxes completely.. for the first time in 2 months. Her breathing slows and evens out and soon she's sound asleep. The exhaustion of this day finally setting in. Though her fingers grips and holds your shirt as she drifts to sleep.. for fear you were a dream.
