Nights Embrace ( Lasombra elder Vampire )

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TheHorse

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steps were soft as a single snow flake touching to ground upon an early winters morning. hands lifted slowly to fall with a brushing glance over her shoulders, down her arms fingers intertwined within her own lifting her arms up and behind his head... finger tips trailed down the backs of her arms. Over bare breast a smile found features as the pads of thumb and forefingers teased budding nipples tugging and twisting ever so gently.. lips falling to the base of her neck as again finger tips trailed downward. teeth scrapped over tender flesh in feather light kisses. her voice as it came was shaking almost scared it caused a smile to touch features

" I-I know you'll be gone in the morning... just-just let me pretend that this is... is real "

shhhh its alright.... Dont speak.. just close your eyes

His voice was that of a whisper and just hinted a deep bass tone. that cowboy hat was taken from head and dropped to the dresser aside them... fingers finding that well trimmed patch of red. inwardly he praised himself for his choice for the evening.. he always had, had a thing for redheads... and this one with her sour apple green eyes... her smile shimmered with the stars between her moans as two fingers pressed against and rubbed her clit , had his heart a beat it would have stopped as blank oculars breathed in that edible form. body pressed to body as again those lips began their assult of kisses and nibbles upon her neck free hand lifting as the other lowered further a single finger trailing over silken lips before another joined to part them the thumb pressed against her clit once more to continue rubbing her moans coming slightly louder than before

"please... be gentle" As if that would happen a smile stole features as that hand rising fell into her hair bending her down and over the bed. Face down Ass up... She knew what was coming... reaching between her legs she took hold that hardened cock guiding it to the spread lips of her awaiting heat...

His thumb still rubbed against her clit as he leaned over her just slightly for angle... and as he pressed against her felling those velvetine walls sheathing that bulbous head a moan was released into the air by both............

( if your intrested in reading more.. just ask. I'm TheCowboy... )
 
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( The language and scenes described are very graphic in nature if you can not stand such words that rhyme with wussie, puck, lock, or slit then read no further )

:: that other hand gripped to her hip as she removed her hand from that pentrating member... and with one forceful thrust her screams filled the room. to much to soon one may say... but as that thumb conitued the workings over her clit she slowly began to rock back and forth... So much for being the gentleman and letting her get use to it.. a soft moan muffled by a nibbled lip as he looked down to see her honeyed jucies glistening off his hardened cock.. leaning back further to pull from her... and slowly push forward once more watching those delicate lips part for that bulbous head once more as hips slowly thursted forward. the way she wriggled trying to push back on to him... but his time to tease began. Taking hold the base of of his cock he began to rub within the confindes of those silken lips... just teasing over the clit before brushing back up ::

"please... don't-dont tease me... let me feel you inside me pounding that hard cock into my tight little pussy "

:: well she sure could talk dirty and those words alone seemed to make him change his mind about the teasing... once again he pressed against her and her stiffled gasp brought a rush of excitment watching that meaty length slide slowly inch by inch into such tight confindes blank oculars closed as he began to pull back suckling heard as she seemed to be clamped around him leaning over her fully lips fell to the back of her neck a single hand lifting to the side to come down with a hard smack against the firm mound of her ass.. and within moments those heated moans filled the room. the soft sounds of suckling mixed with skin slapping skin with every hard thrust belended well with her gentle pleads of ::

"fuck me... oh god fuck me..... mmm "

:: the smell of sex and sweat was like that of a sweet perfume... and he grunted as she slammed back against him holding there as her body fell to shivers... melting into the bed she screamed out with her first orgasim nails gripping into the sheets as he continued to slam that cock hard and fast within that tight little pussy. her moans slowly turning to groans of "oooooooh oooooooh yes" with the soft spoken words of "fuck me... yes.. oh yes... harder... " and he could not help but comply that thumb rubbing her swollen clit moved to grip her other hip... jerking her back into him with each thrust forward into her... eyes closed as a shiver rolled down his spine... one hand moving into her hair to jerk her up the thrustof hips continued pushing deeper within her with the new angle... kisses falling to her neck... he found her pulse... again she maoned loadly.. as as she did he sank fangs inletting squirts of her precious vitae to flow within his mouth to be swallowed... and with that first taste he exploded within her.. filling her with the seed of a vampire... tainted vitae... her eyes widdened but not in pain... the vampires kiss taking hold and her body went limp with orgasims impaled upon his hardened cock ::
 
Victoria

She sat in the bar, watching people come and go. Some came night after night. The urge to feed is the only reason she came out at all. After all a Countess did not mingle well, even after all these years. She sipped her wine and eyed the new arrivals. Someone some where would provide her with supper and she would vanish into the night once again.

She had been changed at the age of 27. Durring a masque in honor of her parents 50th anniversary. She missed London often, and wanted to go back, but knew she couldnt. That night and that stranger had changed everything for her. She now lived in this fast paced life style of America.

All she had to look forward to in her life was feeding, fucking, and sleep. There were times when she thought of ending it all, and finally knowing peace. But in her mind lingered the thought of the stranger, their passion they shared that brief moment in time. She often wondered if he still lived or infact had died.

Sipping her wine, she would soon have to move off to find a meal. But all in due time, for now hovering in the dark corner of the bar was something other than the normal boring days and nights.
 
:: what a night that had been... he had left red sprawled out on the bed after licking her bite wound shut. and with the begining of a new night he was searching the bar scene... Hands stuffed into the pocket of a black leatehr duster that fell just to ankles.. Strait shoulder length strands aidded a black cowboy boot in the concealment of features. And pushing into that bar stunned by the rush of smoke and noise... he shook his head... daring to go further into the belly of the "beast" A shame his kind was so arrogant and foolish to stick tot he same ways. adaptation was a great thing... no longer a preditor setting and watching his prey but more a wolf in sheeps clothing.. he had long ago given up the sitting on the side lines and looking for a meal... joining in was so much more fun. he belnded in with the crowd.. well.. except the whole cowboy get up.. taking time to dance with those wanting... but for some reason the corner held his attention... more oer the one within it... Why did she act so obvious in her ways? trigger finger twitched as he began near the unknown woman leaving his dancing partner behind ::

( sweetp4u sorry the responce took so long )
 
Victoria

She sat back, watching the stranger approach. She gave neither a welcome smile or a glare to send him on his way. Curious as to why he would approach her though, she sat forward and met his gaze with a steady one of her own.

She did not wish to join in with this crowd. She was 'slumming' as it was. A lady of her upbringing did not go wildly around partying it up and having a grand time. She was reserved, or so she made herself appear.

The wild streak in her was saved for something worth her time an energy. Perhaps a prey she wanted more than anything. No, she was here for one need and only one. Feed herself.

Her voice was deep, sultry in a way. Not a high alto, "Hello there." She glanced up and down his cowboy ensamble and smiled. Just like an old west American she once seen.
"Can I help you with something?" He hadn't spoke merely stood.


ooc: no problem, there is no rush. And i was still thinking of my next post. :)
 
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:: a tip of that cowboy hat given... head canted back ever so slightly for blank oculars to study her features... hands stuffed into the pockets of that black leather duster and for the briefest of moments a smile, or alteast the hint there of, found features... those words spoken at tones just above a whisper ::

help me? naw I doubt it.. but maybe I can help you...

:: hands lifted from pockets to cross over his chest as that head canted to one side :: all alone.. in a dark corner... that smile... and for me being a strnager you seem pretty comfortable...

:: one hand lifted to cup his chin.. rubbing it as if in throught :: Ex ungue leonem... from his claw... one can tell a lion... ::

:: again a smile found features hinting at enlongated k-9's as he took to leaning back against nothing more than the air ::
 
Victoria

She watched him, his curious study of her. She was used to this. It bothered her none. She knew what he was, stranger or not. He was the same as she was. She sat back in her chair, her brow cocked a little in questioning.

"Should I be worried in a crowded bar what a strange might do to me?" She pointed out the obvious to him. Dark corner or not, she was protected enough. And she was well aware of her own skills at defending herself. Never let them see you coming. A wise saying she heard once.

"How can you help me Sir?" She fingered her drink, her eyes studying him. Her lips curved in a smile, not quite reaching her eyes. She had serious eyes, seen more than her fair share of life. Looking at him, she knew. Somehow.. He was much older than she was. His teeth did not intimidate her, just annouced clearly what he was. She smiled fully, He was playing with her in some way. Amusing. She needed a distraction from normal every day life.
"Take a seat stranger."
 
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there are many ways to help you... but... lets start for your reason of being here... :: a soft chuckle heard as his hand fell to the back of a chair... pulling it out for one leg to travel over its back.. .lowering himself to sit... ::

tell me if I am wrong... but, you dont seem the bar type... so the fact your here means one of two things... your to lazy for the hunt... and would rather your prey came to you tonight... or there is little hunting in your grounds... :: those words spoken just loud enough for her ears... turning slightly in his seat... he looked to a blonde at the edge of the dance floor.. trying to work up the drunken courage to go out and dance... a hand waved in her direction... :: Do you see her? a fine specimen for the female gender as far as looks...

:: he kept that gaze to the female... and slowly she began to turn as if feeling that gaze penetrating into her very soul... and as the blonde turned fully to look upon the man so blatantly staring... eye contact was made... her mind captured by his own breaking her will so he could control her ::
(VTM players the discipline is Entrancement.. if you know your Vampiric Disc you know how it works the victum does as the vampire asks as if it were her own will )

:: a hand lifted to wave the blonde female over... turning back to Sweetp4u a smile took features once more as the blonde came to loom over his shoulder... patting his leg the blonde was so quickly to sit within the offered lap... her arms lifting to wrap around his neck :: beautiful...

:: the back one of hand traveled down the blondes cheek :: Will you join us for a bite to eat? :: that gaze held to sweetp4u as he brushed that hand through the blonde's hair.. ::
 
Victoria

She smirked at his comments.
"Yes I know how to bend their weak minds to my way. But where is the fun in that? As to why I am here? New hunting grounds for awhile. The rich are boring. The lower classes tend to be more of a challenge. You can bring them all to you, let them lay there and do your bidding. But I prefer a chase, a tease, seduction if you will. And where do you find real men? Bar's, baseball games.. Football. The big ones you want to wrap around your little finger. Far from lazy, searching is more like it." Her eyes met his, ignoring the blonde zombie.
"Searching for a challenge."
She sipped her drink. Her pale blue eyes holding his, funny how much the blonde he picked out looked alot like herself. She stood, her nearly six foot frame ready to leave for the night.
"A challege, dear stranger, something to give my energy to." She smiled and winked at him.
"Good luck with the zombie, I am sure you won't need it since she is now a doll. We will meet again stranger." She moved towards the door.. Her grace showing, her head held high. Many stopped to glance at her. Wondering the same things he did. Why would she be here when she was obviously higher class? She exited the bar, glancing around the now empty city streets. It was late, almost time to go inside before dawn approached.
 
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your looking for a real man? :: he laughed out loud at that... ::

real men no longer exist... I watched that race die out with chivalry and honor. when cowards left blades to rust and picked up weapons of mass destruction... there are two kinds of men left in this world... the Jocks... and the desk jocks... and you wish for a real man? :: a slight shake of his head given as eyes closed... patting the blondes thigh to remove her from lap and send her on her way as sweetp4u stood and began her exit... pushing from his seat as well.. he watched her on her journey out... a moment given to thought of chasing her... and with a nod given to himself.. he pushed through that crowd.. quite literally... the only one to object to his forcefull treck looked down upon him from a dwarfing height... :: move... you will not be told again..

:: the larger man looked down on the cowboy and began to laugh... it wasn't the moving David ( my characters name ) had wanted... and almost as a snake would strike a hand shot out... a spray of blood to follow as a hunk of flesh was dropped to the floor... the man grasping at his throat with garggled screams of pain chocking on his own blood those screams went unheard... but the crowd did circle at the seen strike.. parting like the red sea as he left the bleeding man where he lay... Would he still catch the mystery woman? stepping out of the door he wipped the blood from his hand on the bouncers chest... blank ouclars peered for the woman :: we need to talk

:: spoken aloud before he saw her... if he even would ::
 
Victoria

She heard him speak up as he came through the door. She hadn't moved, but glanced around. The area was filthy and riddled with bums. How far they had come in technology and yet the people suffered. She longed for the past to come forth into this new time. Perhaps people had forgotten Chivalry, and how to treat a lady?

She turned her head, her eyes meeting his face.
"Talk about?" She was going to hail a cab, but turned to him instead.
 
David

:: a glance given up to the night sky.. and reaching into his pocket he withdrew a set of keys... red button pressed for duel red lights to flash from a ford explorer... motioning to it... he began in its direction :: not here... and besides... day time shall soon be upon us... I'll drive you to your rest grounds if you so desire... or you may use mine.. just dont drink my coffee...

:: keys twisted over his finger... and with another button pressed the doors unlocked... turning he looked back to her.. :: or woul;d you rather we spoke on your terms chyld? ( term for a newly embraced vampire... or derogitory term used by elders to decribe youngers kindred )
 
Victoria

She eyed the Ford, "We can speak somewhere safe, as for resting somewhere. Trusting you first would be best stranger."

She climbed into his behicle and sat in silence as he came around.
"My name is Victoria.. and you are?" She held out her hand, waiting for a responce. She eyed him wearily, trusting another of her kind was not a wise choice. Some were very terrotorial. She blatently ignored the use of chyld. He was older than she was, so be it. She was amused though, she sat in silent thought. She had her own mansion style home on the upper east side of town. High class, and very secure. Going there would not be wise yet, not until she decided if he was safe to be around.

And here she was sitting in his vehicle. She shook her head, all well. Take a bite once in awhile.
 
David

deepends on who you ask... I am a man of more than one identity.... some call me David... some call me Horse... Some call me cowboy... :: a shrug given... wipping that hand off again he took hold her own... shifting that truck into gear and tearing through the small yard that rested between him and the road... :: you said you wish for a challenge earlier... if you wish a challenge... you will come with me...

:: he released her hand slowly... no he let her keep her mind... this was not about dominance or who was stronger... the answer was already known to that... this was about finding a companion.. one he could actually stand to be around... her clan had thus evaded him... but she was a chyld of the night and thus they were linked even if he was closer to caine*than she... they were all of the same blood... :: tell me sister...

: it was a small sign of respect... atleast he called her an equal rather than a child.. :: Where is your sect*? how come you are not with more of your kind for hunting? for safty? many of our kind enjoys the company of others... as well the protection...

:: he began down a dirt road towards his own haven looking to the cloudy sky as the sun began to just peak over the horizon... not enough to inflict damage.. they still had a good 20 minutes before the sun would burn... but only another 2 before he was pulling into his driveway... ::

( Caine- first vampire created ever. he began the other 3 and ten clans of vampires weither it means he created 33 clans or just 13 none are sure.. rumors hint at more clans but only 13 still exist today )

(sect- a tightly knit group of vampires not always of the same clan who work hunt and live with each other for reasons of safty and security most younger gens tend to stray from Sects )
 
Victoria

She answered his questions as best she could.
"I was changed, by accident I am sure, at a party for my parents. I was never in a sect. I was never in a place where there were others known to me.. as one. I can not say why, or who it was who changed me. He had a mask on, Even I wore a mask that night. He left after my father came looking for me. Calling for me if I recall right. But from then on I was alone. Everyone once in awhile I would some how 'recieve' some word or advice or caution. Tho, I do not know where it came from. I have been along all these years. Never have looked for one of our kind. Didn't know there were more out there." She fell silent as they approached the yard of an old house. She didn't pay the structure any attention, just stepped out. She knew the sun was coming, she could feel it. She walked a few paces from the ford and stood looking up at the sky. Soon, it looked like she was with him until night fell once again.
She turned to him, "A challenge, yes. Also I have been seeking a companion. It gets to be boring all by myself in that house. The servants I hire do not stay once the sun has set. They think i am accentric."
 
David

:: the house was an old western stlye... with modern day modifications... upon the number pad by the front door he typed into the six number code fingers but a blur.. the door clicked and swung open partially... side stepping to allow her first entry... the first rays of the sun begining to reach up his front porch.. as both had finally entered... the butler took Davids duster.. leaving him standing in that cowboy hat a second skin white t-shirt and black denum jeans... cowboy boots thudded softly as he began towards the stairs to the second floor. :: second room on the left is the guest room feel free to stay there.. you will be woken for dinner around 7... a little after the sun goes down... if you need anything my men will accomidate you. I shall see you with the setting sun
 
Victoria

She moved inside as he motioned her in, she whispered "Thank you." and stepped inside. A man came out of no where and took David's duster. She glanced around, it reminded her of an old ranch house with modern refurbishings and a classier taste. She thought about her own home, twice this size, victorian style, and empty as hell.

He moved up the stairs and she followed quietly behind. She could feel the strength leaving her little by little. He stopped at the top a motioned her down the hall way.

"second room on the left is the guest room feel free to stay there.. you will be woken for dinner around 7... a little after the sun goes down... if you need anything my men will accomidate you. I shall see you with the setting sun."

She nodded and moved to the door. He moved past her, she didn't turn to see where he went. She walked in and set her purse down on the hutch. She glanced around smiling a little. The room was done in shades of blue, her favorite color. She closed the door and walked in to stand beside the bed.

They hadn't had a chance to talk, and she wondered what he wanted to speak to her about. But She knew it would have to wait until later. She bent down and removed her heels. Setting them neatly beside the bed. It looked inviting, and she was feeling the dark tug coming over her.

Wether she wanted to or not, sleep was coming. She pulled off her cream sweater, and folded it neatly. Setting it on the dresser, her skirt soon followed. She hoped no one would come in unexpectedly, they would get an eye full to be sure. She crawled into bed, leaving only her thong on. She stretched and pulled the blankets up to her chin. Just a safety measure incase his servants entered the bedroom.

She felt her eye lids grow heavy and closed her eyes. Off to a dreamless sleep, and another long night of searching for what ever it was she needed.
 
David

( to those that asked. i do not play rape Story lines nor do I read them if it is a rape Sl you want I simply ask that you go else where... but this website is all about freedom of speech. therefor I can not stop you from playing them out. just no that i will in no way shape or form bring my character into it. Call it being a southern man... treating women with respect.. call it a military back ground. being use to protecting my fellow country men. I call it Honor, and chivalry. )

:: he had been up hours before sun set. in the darkness of his own room he sat in meditation until the tap at the door came and the butlers voice... saying dinner was ready and someone had been sent to wake the guest. he emrged from his room dressed in nothing more than a clean pair of black jeans... tank top thrown over one shoulder before placing that coyboy hat on head... the servant would show her to the dinning area... so taking that short treck down the stairs he began towards the dinning area... seating himself he looked to the warm concaction between us :: Daniel... what is this?

" it is a mix of your favorites sir. the blood of a pure heart and just the hint of alcohol mixed with the blood of an elder... "

:: David gave anod to that... it would more than replinish his abilities... as well give he and his guest an extra bit of energy for the night.. arms crossed to his chest as he leaned back within the seat ::the pure heart is still alive I hope Daniel?

"of course Sir"

Good give her food... and a drink.. send her to the other guest room to rest... And go see what our other guest is doing...
 
Victoria

She hearda rap on the door and she called, "Enter." A male opened the door, but did not enter.
"Dinner is served and awaiting your arrival."
"Alright I will be right out."
He shut the door and she crawled out of the warm cocoon of the blankets. She slipped her clothes back on, and her heels. She brushed her fingers through her hair and opened the door.

In silence he led her downstairs and through another room to the dining room. She walked in silently, and sat at the chair held out for her. The man helped her to be seated on David's left, "Good evening." She turned her eyes to meet his once she was comfortably seated.
 
David

( its come to my attention many o you dont like just posting to someones thread... anyone is welcome to join this thread... interaction between characters based souly on mun consent. In short... you want to play with someone ask.. unless its me.. then... if mah charrie is at his house I hope you have a good reason for going there.. or if he is at a bar.. just walk up and say hi )
Good evening... you slept well throught the day? :: a nod given to Daniel to send him on his way.. hand closed over both goblets of the crimson concaction.. one offered to her as he brought the other to set before him he stayed silent for a long moment after that first sip taken of the sweet vitae... a sudden rush of energy as the elders blood ran through veins ::

Tonight begins your new life... you will seel that which you have come to call your own. keeping only that which you need... you will move in here where you will be trained in our ways.. and not the ways you have come to use... You know not your clan there for I doubt you know your disciplines. I also doubt you follow the masqurade with any effectiveness... this will change. You said you wish a challenge... this is your challenge... I will not force you to accept it... but should you.. I will show you things you never thought possible.. you claim to have been alone isnce your rebirth. I am guessing you are a catiff* vampire. there for you shall learn what I can teach you. I am of the Clan Lasombra.

:: again that goblet was sipped from as he reclined further back within his seat :: if you have any questions.. now would be an Idle time to ask them...
 
Victoria

She listened to his speach, eying the goblet before her. This was an interesting looking substance in the cup. She knew it was blood, she could smell it. She lifted it and sipped a little. She set it down and calmly looked at him once more.
"Sell everything and turn myself over to you for teaching?" She thought about this a moment. His challenge to her. She had to think about it.
"Masquerade? I dont understand any of this, but ok.. How long do I get to think about all this? This is all very sudden and very different. Ive been living generation to generation, as a human in a way. Just mixing in. I dont know what it is you wish to teach me, but..." She lsot train of thought, just sat there a moment.
"I dont even understand the whole Clan thing..."
She sipped again from the cup and felt a little strange. This was different from what she was drinking before. She shook her head and set the cup down. Her mind in turmoil. Give up her freedom? Her own choices in life? She was always so self assured, confident in herself, and her life style. Just a little lonely is all.
"Alright I will try this out." She was risking alot and she knew it. This was different, something she was not used to. But it was a challenge to her.
"Ok, Sell everything and move in here... Bring only what I need?" She was mulling it over. What was it she needed from her own home? Just some personal items and clothing. She couldnt think of anything else off hand.
"You arent a control freak are you?" She eyed him, wondering what she was getting herself into here. She had made up her mind to give up her known exsistance and accept his. But she had to know something about him. be sure he wasn't going to harm her.
 
David

You have as long as you wish to think about it Victoria. :: he spoke not naother word until she had given her answer.. and then a nod came from him ::

take the money made from selling everything you dont need andplace it in a bank account.. let it gain intrest that way if ou decide you do not like the way this goes... you may leave... As for me being a control freak :: a soft chuckle heard ::

As long as you do you exercises... and train then no.. I am not a control freak... but every other night after dinner :: again the goblet was sipped from.. draining it of its contents :: we shall hold a training session it shall last as long as it takes you to begin to understand what i am trying to teach.. i fyou understand it within the first 10 minutes.. then you will be free to do as you desire..

:: lifting that cowboy hat from head one hand ran through strait shoulder length locks of black... :: tonight we shall not train... tonight we shall work on trust... I will not have you in my home if you do not trust me... and ever more if I do not trust you. From this trust I hope to build a friendship. but I need honesty.. i will not converse with a liar... nor would I expect that of you. I follow the old code... it will be taught to you with some lessons. I do not expect you to follow it to the T... you were not even a sparkle in your fathers eyes before the code was left behind for more... humanly pleasures..

In short Victoria... give me reason to trust you... and you shall have a friend you shall gain knowledge the likes of which many of your generation ( how close the vampire is to Caine Caine being a first generation vampire Being as victoria is from the Victorian age I am guessing her generation to be the average of that time. a 9th if I am wrong please tell me )would kill for.
 
Victoria

She nodded, finishing off her goblet and setting it down. "Thank you for dinner." She was quiet a moment, thinking of all he told her. Others would kill for this knowledge, so why was he gifting her with it? She was no one to him, and this was deffinately new to her too.

"I will try my best to train as you wish me to. I will learn all that I can, but you must be patient with me. I have not done this before. I've never lifted a weapon in defense either. A Lady does not engage in war fair." She sat like a lady, ate like a lady, and still dressed like one. She thought as a lady too. It was her upbringing, something she had never forgotten.

"Alright Friendship and trust, we should talk I believe with Openness and Honestly. And I too dispise liars. Oh and wife beaters." She stood up and walked into the next room, glancing around at the different antiques. Beautiful.

" Why did you place me in the blue room?" She was curious, since it was her favorite color.
"And truth be told, you could easily invade my mind and find out anything you wished to know, and would know if I lied to you. So lying would be pointless i am sure."
 
David

Correct a lady does not engage in warfare. but a lady does need to know how to defend herself should any fool try to force himself or wants upon her. ou will find the training to be easy on you. I know you have lived for decades. but the teachings will be kneew to you. I do not expect you to understand them your first night. Another thing yo will elarn is taying awake during day light hours. it is possible but mny of our kind tend to become weak during these hours. as long as y ou stay from the su nyou will be fine... :: pushing up from that chair finally... he followed her leavingthat shirt resting over the arm of his chair. muslces ripped just slightly with movements. he was perhps overly defined in his build. Giving him an almost god like apperance. head canted to one side ::

Wuold you have rathered I offered my own bed to share with you? :: a soft chuckle heard :: That room is the best guest room I thought you wuld find itto your liking... that and it is,beides my own,the darkest room in the house...

:: a glance sent about the hall before motioning to the living room... :: Make yourself comfortable tell me of yourself.. or anything you feel I should now of you.
 
Victoria

She blushed slighty, "No, I did not mean.. I wouldn't. Oh hell I wouldn't think about climbing into your bed. I was just curious is all. I love blue, was a lovely room and thank you for the use of it." She stood up and followed into the living room. Sitting down into a high back chair, she watched him for a moment.

"Know about me? Well let me see here. I have a stubborn streak. I can be agressive one moment and passive the next. I used to kill my prey when I took them, now I be sure to heal them. I was almost to my 27th birthday when I was 'born'. I grew up in London Society. A Duchess sits before you? Boring isnt it? Let me think.. I've spent each generation learning new things from the newest generation. I like to dance, read, and play chess. I do usually get violent. Very seldom lose my temper. But I can see there will be times we will argue if not yell at each other. You are older and wiser, and as I said I am sassy. I will do my best to not open my mouth though. I have only servants at my house, and I'm rarely there to even make a mess. That is about all there is to know about me." She sat back, wondering if he fell asleep on her durring her long list of boring things about her.
"Oh and I like to sleep on the right side of the bed, shower daily, and I hate frilly things."
 
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