Veroe
Maestro/Truthseeker
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IC: Caleb Reese
Caleb waited at the Eldar salon a little impatiently. Peter had told him her routine and that whenever she returned to her territory after a trip she made an appointment for late at night here at Eldar in the city to have her nails and hair done. She paid them quite a large sum of money to stay after they routinely close and be discreet about it. They thought she was wealthy and eccentricly picky the way wealthy people tended to be. Caleb knew the reason she preferred to make appointments here at this beauty salon so late.
She wasn't human, but a vampire.
He thought back on the first time he had seen her. He and his brother hadn't been after her but a real viscious bastard named Kraven who had paid her the obligatory visit when entering her territory while he and Nathan were covertly surveiling their target. She had met Kraven at the gates of her house. He had watched through a night-visioin scope as they exchanged words and Kraven did not like what she had told him-not one little bit-served the sadistic bastard right too. He looked as if he wanted to rip her head off, but he didn't-couldn't more like. He wasn't even close to half her age making her faster, stronger-anyone was better than that child molesting son-of-a-bitch but she was better by far. So Kraven had turned tail stared down by her sheer force of personality and her clear disdain for him.
That was the moment seeing her Caleb had decided to leave his brother and the self-destructive career of a vampire hunter. He didn't have the personal vendetta Nathan had against all Vampires anyway. He had only been in it to keep his brother alive, but he couldn't stay and do that anymore. How could he help Nathan hunt and kill Vampires when the woman he had fallen in love with at first sight was a vampire.
After that he had sought whatever information he could find on her and found Peter. Peter was once her servant but had been exiled away from her because of the nebulous politics of the Vampire world. Peter had taught him everything he knew of her and even told him that he believed Caleb had met and loved her several times in previous lives.
Caleb wasn't so sure about that. It sounded like a lot of fortune-telling gypsy reincarnation nonsense to him. However he couldn't disregard how seeing her made him feel like his place in life was at her side.
The door opening shook him out of his reverie. She had arrived to get her nails and hair done. For a moment he was caught senseless from just being this close to her for the first time.
She looked around the empty salon. Empty, because he had forced the employees out giving them a few hundred dollars to keep them from calling the cops and giving them some privacy for this introduction.
He stepped forward and executed an old fashioned bow to her, "My lady, I am Caleb Reese. Peter sent me to you." He raised the envelope embossed like a suiter's calling card with an old fashioned red wax seal and a little twirl of gold ribbon for her.
Caleb knew inside it said:
My gracious lady
Please accept this last offering from your humble servant. Something I know you will not go out and obtain for yourself. I give you Caleb. You and he need eachother, I promise you. He will serve you well, far better than a feeble bookish scholar did.
Please accept this last offering from your humble servant. Something I know you will not go out and obtain for yourself. I give you Caleb. You and he need eachother, I promise you. He will serve you well, far better than a feeble bookish scholar did.
Peter had told him that much of what he had written to her. He hadn't told her what was on the other page and a half. Though he had been consumed by curiosity Caleb had respected Peter way too much to snoop. He assumed it was something personal, after all Peter had served and lived with her for three hundred years of an extended lifetime. There must be alot of personal baggage between them.
Now for the sad news. "My lady," He said, "Peter died at peace, with great regard and affection for you until the end."