The Institute (a vampire story..Open)

Cassandra was surprised herself at how well she restrained her urges. Whatever way they had in mind for her to get blood, it did not matter. Just as long as she didn’t do what she had done in the park. She did not want to be like her attacker. She wanted to maintain what little control that she had left.

When she was in the park, it happened because she was freaked out about what happened. She wasn’t going to let the man standing over and leering at her get the same satisfaction. On her way to the institute, she had time to think and to make sense of things.

‘I will do whatever method they have in mind in regards to feeding. I am just so thirsty right now.”
 
Clara narrowed her eyes at him sitting behind her desk seeing though him. She sighed and shook her head what a child Dras really was.

" Miss Emily is not a piece of property to be borrowed and used as you like. I hope you will remember that from no one. You cannot use mortals or turned vampires as your own personal belongings even those that are slaves must recieve respect. And all Women you encounter deserve your respect. Emily is unique and she deserves better then what you suggest. "

Taking out one of her files she multi tasked working while still chatting with Dras. " I do not have interests in pairing off with you or anyone Dras. I have my work here and my duties laid out to me. no time for idle love making. Now as to the power outages our generators are getting old and this place is just expanding faster then they can handle. The money is there for them to be replaced but doing it with out alerting the mortals is another question altogether. "

Glancing up at Dras again she put the file down." Why are you here Dras? I know what your Grandfather wants of you but why are you really here?"
 
She nodded quickly noticing her attention on Charles who was a fine example of a vampire and man. She found a slave, but offered her own arm as first time feeders found it more natural like mothers milk. “now I know you like Charles here but his is mostly for the heavy lifting“ her fingers danced over his arm as he displayed it for her slowly she cut her own arm.

“When you feed count to ten stop and then repeat three more times“ she did not want to give out to much blood. She was sure Charles had more then enough in his own erect member. But it was her duty to treat the patient even if she was very knew at this entire operation. she looked at the woman’s body feeling the hunger.

she felt her own blood boiling as she cut her arm open the blood dripping onto her exposed body. She knew that even after a morning feeding Charles would be more then happy to top her off. “in the future you should always go to professionals first“ she warned the woman.

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Dras

Not Property. What was she talking about. They were pure bloods. The blood of the ancients ran in her veins the same as it did in his own. Whoat did she mean not property. Of course they were. To be shared, Traded, bartered, sold and eaten at the will of their masters. Thiers was the superior Race. This world wasnt for Mortals. It was for the Immortals. The vampires. The humans were food. the turned were toys. what was she thinking not property.

"My dear Clara" he began his voice as smooth as silk. "I understand we hide so as not to cause an onrush of fear" fear that he would joyously relish, "or not to go back to the age of war, Man against Vampire," though my steel blade and armour would welcome the challenge and is ready for the day, "so the simple answer is i am here to help, and to learn whatever you have to teach me my dearest of dear friends."

In his mind he knew that Clara should be his Mate. Their two pure blood familes growing larger adn stronger with the juncture. But at the moment he simply could not get emily out of his mind.
 
Frowing Clara watched Dras carefully to say she didn't trust him was an understatement. Sighing she gave in and stoof up. " Alright I will allow you to continue to stay but you will be kept on a tight leash I do not need to upsetting the servants and the turned girls. Your ideas do not apply here. The turned have just as many rights as those born as vampires. And I think you owe Miss Emily an apology next time you see her for your behaviour towards her. She's still young she had no way of knowing your full intentions. you shouldn't have over powered her like that. " Walking towards the office door she fixed her smock and collected some files she would need as she did her rounds. " Did you want a full tour of the facilities. surly I can find some place to put you where you can be useful. "
She glared at him before he could even think it. " and I don't mean my bedroom"
 
Dras

Clara had clearly dismissed him, as was her right as the elder vampire present. He did not argue. Though he did find the comment of not her bedroom to be rather amusing.

"I am always more than happy to serve, my dear Clara. Perhaps Ms. Emily could show me the faciliteis. I will apologize to her as you wish, and it sahll be sincere. Now answer me this before you shun me from your company my firend. What do you think would become of a pairing of a pure blood and a Turn. For Ms Emily has touched something in the very depth of me that i am not quite sure what it is and i am very interested to find out what. And Yes my dear friend, if things become more than professional we shall say, i shall uphold the bind that you have given me tonght. For such is your right to bind in this your home."

Dras was not happy about it, but vampire law was vampire law. He knew his place amongst the seniors of the pure race. And he knew the consequences if that place was questioned.

And he was not happy with the turnout of Clara. Clara, his Clara, should be his mate and should be willing. Can she not see the political power they would wield if thier two great familes would merge. They could challenge the very elders themselves.
 
Was happy to be rid of Dras for he was still young and in many ways stupid.
" do as you wish Dras because will either way any way. just don't go using and abusing poor miss Emily it isn't kind. If you truly love her and she feels the same then you have my blessings."

She waved him to go do what he liked and she headed back to the room where Flo was takening over as nurse. trying to get Dras off her mind. Had The elder meant to try to pair them off Dras' grandfather did nothing but speak of his grandson in her presense. Sighing she shook her head and greeted Flo.

" How are you dear girl, better I hope. and how are your two charges. Stephen and Cassandra if I am not mistaket."

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Emily was waiting just past the office door for Dras. seing him exit and Clara out of the way she ran up to him smiling like an innocent child.
" I hope I haven't gotten you in any sort of trouble." She said softly
 
Stephen

Stephen watched as the one called Clara walked into the room. She seemed to have a great deal on her mind, but he had no idea what it could be. He looked between her and Flo watching the back and forth.

He was still pretty shocked at his current predicament. Whisked away to this strange facility and here he lied naked as a jaybird as these two female quacks bantered back and forth. He felt more than ever as if he was under a microscope.

"Excuse me, Miss Clara?" He began. "Umm, am I to be released from my bonds? Maybe given some clothes to wear?"
 
Dras

Dras walked out of Clara's office more confused than when he went in. Here he was, a part of one of the most ancient, noble, richest, and most powerful Vampire families in the world, and he had just been turned down by Clara. Clara who he had thought he would marry since the day he understood the power struggle that was his world. And he didnt even care.

He saw Clara walk towards two tables then. One with a male and one with a female lying upone them. both naked. both with rounded ears and both obviously inthe middle of the Turn.

He spat. Disgusting. Turning was a very private affair to him. the only two wh oshould be involved was the mortal being turned, and the vampire that bit them. Though his was an ancient code. Most vampires of the day would bite their victims and run. Some would rape and pillage first. When he ran the vampire nation, that would all change.

But how would he be fit to run the nation. He had been bitten by a Turn, and it had sparked in him something he couldnt explain, and something nearing joy, if vampires could have such a feeling, leaped out of him as he saw Emily.

"Come dear, We must talk my little one. We must talk." He kept his cool demeanor and his neat appearance as he strode past her. He was in search, but of what, he not yet knew.
 
Emily

A little confused by the look on Dras' face she hurried to follow him. Little Emily looked around trying to see what he might be looking for but to no luck.
" What's wrong sir? You don't seem yourself. Are you lost perhaps?" She asked frantically trying her best to keep up.
" What is it you wish to talk about?" She asked unable to hide a nervous flutter in her voice.
 
Dras

Hearing the distress in her voice, Dras turned, grabbed Emily, and kissed her full lips. He pressed her body to his so she could feel his enourmous strength against her.

"How did you do it Emily, how. My dear sweet little one, why is your bite so unique that i cannot quite control myself."

He spun on his heel and started off agin at a brisk pace, expecting Emily to keep up with him. He closed his eyes and turned all his other senses outwards. If he couldnot see what he was looking for, perhaps his other senses would be more helpful to him.
 
Clara

Observing Stephen she smiled and shook her head sypathetically. " For now you will not be released from your bonds you are still to dangerous to allow to roam free. But Nurse Florance can give you a sheet to hide your nakedness if you prefer. " She nodded to Florance to do so if she wished.
" You will be freed and dressed later." she assured her and returned her focus to Florance over looking the charts and details on the two new vampires.


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Emily

trying her best to keep up with Dras who was much faster she shrugged. " I don't think my bite is that unique I've always done it that way. Father used to say I had the sweetest set of fangs he had ever seen. I don't know why you are that excited there's nothing special about me at all I assure you."
 
Alexander

Name: Alexander
Occupation: Archivist
Age appears: 20
Actual age: Around 3300

Appearance: Short cut black hair and clean face. His particular strain of vampirism is an extremely rare mutation with some effects being gold eyes and the large black wings leathery wings on his back. Because of this he is almost never seen wearing a shirt. He is tone, but not overly muscular. He has been fitted with a shock collar and bracers to keep him in line.

Personality: Alexander is an unwilling member of the institute. He was brought in so that the severe mutation in his vampirism could be studied. He appears to have accepted the fact that he can't leave, but is often curt and rude to the other staff. He works as an archivist in the massive library of the institute and spends most of his time studying there.

The ancient vampire sits at a table in the Institute's vast library. He couldn't stand this place. The Institute...the Vampire Nation...Clara Dalton...all things his unlife would be much better without. The devices strapped to his wrists and neck were constant reminders that such a life was not possible, at least not at the moment. At least there was the library. Here he could bury his anger in his work. Quietly he sits, pouring over texts that are centuries old...and biding his time.
 
Dras

He felt it then, a quite sudden change in pressure.an area of emptiness. His ears could discern no sound. No jyo, No sorrow. Nothingness. here was the place where he could resettle. Where he could try to regroup his thoughts.

He opened the door to the empty room and pulled Emily to him.
"And who is your father my dear? Do you remember your turn, or were you told you were a turn?"

He didnt wait for a reply. He brought the small woman into his arms and sunk his 3 inch fangs into her neck. He needed this girl. Through all the emptiness that was the area he had chosen, the need for emily still thrived.

He didnt care at the time, what clara thought, what any of the pure bloods thought of him. Those were issues for later. Now he had a need in his veins that he had not felt before.

He had never heard of a pairing between a pure blood and a Turn. Nothing that went past eh sexual that is. Most Vampires of the Race shared his belief that they were toys. Though something in his pure blood told him this girl was not the same.

Her blood flowed freely into her mouth. He had never tasted anything sweeter. he had never felt so close to anything. His mind was again at a loss for the continuation of the seek for the Nation of the Vampires.
 
EMILY
She was about to answer his questions when he sank his long fangs into her throat. Although it didn't hurt she screamed suddenly in the surprise of it. Gasping her heart pounded as she could feel her younger blood being taken by the pure blooded vampire. She had been bitten by many lovers before but never like this. Moaning loudly she pulled away grasping the wound tightly with her hand. Blood dripped down onto her nurses uniform much to her displeasure. Seeing where they had arrived too she was forced to make Dras stop.

" Not here" She whispered pointing to the door which over top in brass lettering read LIBRARY
She pushed the door open a crack so that Dras could see the figure Emily knew would be inside. It was Alexander an ancient and cranky creature. " He doesn't like to be disturbed." She explained. " He's old, older then any creature I have ever met, and strong too and he's got a temper. " She looked in hoping Alexander wasn't in a foul mood and hoping that he wouldn't look poorly on their antics disturbing the quiet he enjoyed.
 
His senses are sharp, sharp enough to have heard them quite clearly. When the door opens he is already staring back at them. His response to their pressence is a single word, but within that word his irritation can be heard.

"What?"

Still, he hadn't shouted at them to leave so he wasn't in as bad a mood as he could have been.
 
Stephen

The one called Clara had objected to him being freed, or dressed but had once again referred to her visiting nurse Flo. Frankly, Stephen was starting to enjoy the lack of freedom he was being shown, part of him wanted to cover up, but part of him, that deeper darker part that had always yearned to get him in trouble enjoyed the women taking over and having their way with him.

He looked up at Flo for some sort of direction.

"What shall I do?" He asked.
 
Dras

"Good Evening oh Darkwing, I am Dras Leonas of the House of Leonas. I do not believe we have had the pleasure of introduction."

As he spoke Emily's blood dripped down his chin to land on teh collar of his Armani suit. Pulling a hankerchief from his breast pocket he began to staunch the blood that came from Emily's neck adn ignored his face for the moment. Her happiness was all that mattered to him at the moment. he didnt know why that thought was in his head. It never had been before. He had always chosen his lovers, bedded his lovers adn left them soon after. But how this one girl thought, felt, looked, it all mattered to him.

Dras ran his tounge around his lips, mopping the sweet blood from them, and a little off his chin. Realizing that his suit was already ruined, Dras next removed his jacket and tore from it a square of Fabric. throwing th erest into a trash bin he used the square to mop up the rest of his face.

:Another unforseen interuption: he thought to himself. :Was he not worthy to get Emily alone that night. Oh well. a few more minutes then we can move on again. I can take my sweet young child someplace else:
 
Alexander

His shining gold eyes watch them a moment longer before he silently returns to his books, uninterested in introductions. He lets his wings sink down a bit, like a dog's ears sliding back to normal after they'd perked up. He listens for the reactions of this young vampire 'noble'. The satisfaction he'd get from offending him would be small, but it would be better than nothing.

((Headed out so probably no more posts tonight))
 
Dras

Being pierced by the golden eyes, and then shrugged away hit a chord deep inside of Dras. How dare this creature, this abomination!!!! His anger flushed his face. Then he looked sideways. And there stood Emily. His preacious little Emily. What would she think of him acting out.

"I apologize for the interuption Ancient One, we did not mean to offend."

taking Emily by the wrist, he led them out of the room and closed the door quietly. Her eyes were soft as he gazed into them. He longed for her. He brought her to him and pressed his mouth to her ear.

"Where may i take you my enchantress, would you follow to my suites if i asked you too?"
 
Emily

Standing dumbly watching the interaction between the two males she was on edge waiting for something to happen. She feared both of them and wouldn't put it past them to cause major disruption.
She was both relieved and terrified when Dras took her by the wrist and led her away from Alexanders private sanctuary. Her breath quickened when he spoke directly in her ear.

"Where may i take you my enchantress, would you follow to my suites if i asked you too?"

She sighed heavily and clung to him." I will follow although I really shouldn't. "
 
Dras

"My dearest little one, would you not agree, we are somewhere way past the realm of things we should and should not be doing."

He kept his voice calm and his demeanor cool, but he knew that something about htis relationship, this bond, this urge was way past the normal for where things in his life ought to be falling. And damned be anyone who treid to get involved with it now. If it was love he had Clara's blessing. But what is love. How could someone such as he actually feel love. HE was a Vampire, cold by nature, rough by breeding. Was it love he felt for this Turn. He could not be sure. HE only knew that the only thing he could do was to follow his instincts, and currently his instincts told him that he should not be away from this little one.


"I know not what spells you have cast upon me, or the required means of breaking them. So tell me sweetone. Tell me what i wish to know. Who was your "Father" Why does your Bite affect me so, and do you feel anything in return. Answer these questions and do not hesitate. I am Dras Leonas of the House of Leonas and I will let no one hurt you or your honor be smudged in anyway. Your heiritage matters not to me. Tell me the answers."
 
Alexander

The small exchange had actually managed to bring a smile to his face as the two closed the door. Now he would be able to return to pile of books on his table. Of course he knew this wouldn't be the last interruption of the night, far from it in fact. Members of the institute were constantly coming in to disturb him. From the ignorant new members who wander in by mistake, to the patrons of the library who actually required a book, to the nurses bringing him sutanance, and finally the researchers who would come to take samples of the various fluids from his body. Such was his unlife here at the institute, but he had become used to it. He turns his thoughts away from these things and goes back to his books.
 
Emily
Watching Dras curiously she followed him. with a heavy hearted sigh she tried as best she could to answer his questions.
" My father wasn't a turn like myself he was a born vampire. Not from a well established family as yours but a respectable fellow none the less. Jullian Claudious is his name although I doubt you know of him. He has been a supporter of Dr. Dalton for untold years. And I was the first one made here when the institute opened. It caused a bit of contraversy but it was something my father intended to do. It's probably why Dr. Dalton is so protective of me. I can't tell you why you're so aroused by my bite. It hasn't had that effect on anyone to that extent before. I wish I could explain it but I cannot. "

SHe took his hand and smirked." To be honest I've been the good girl too long. maybe it's time to tarnish my honour a little."
 
Dras

Taking teh young woman in his arms, Dras pressed his lips to her. Sharing the taste of her blood as it was still fresh on his tounge. He took her to to his suites then, a buildig he had taken control of when he first go there. Every amenity he could think of was there. Jacuzzi Tub, A shower with 20 nozzels, 5 from each wall. In the middle there was a stone table, covered in the softest silk he could find. The bedroom was blood red, with a massive bed occupying the middle of the room, and a smaller more compact coffin off to the side

As luxurious as all of this was to him. He still had eyes for only Emily.

"Tell me child, what did you feel from my bite."

Taking Emily into his arms once more, he gazed deeply into her eyes, today they were fo the brightest green he could remember seeing.
 
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