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Post by Aiden Ventrilore on Mar 3, 2007 11:59:30 GMT -5
Aiden barely slept that day, after his hasty departure from the mortal village and Lilly. He was too preoccupied to sleep, despite his being physically tired. He did decide, though, to sneak out of the city that night to see her again. She was his only friend, and he didn't want to forsake her company any more than necessary. After it was announced that darkness had fallen, Aiden began winding his way through the dark streets of the city, making sure he avoided the most unwanted gazes.
Unfortunately, there was one who noticed him.
Aiden didn't know the vampire's name, only that he was a bully. He tried to keep going on his course, but the vampire and his buddies cut him off. "Where do you think you're going, pipsqueak?" Aiden stood very still for a moment, pondering what to say. He then responded coolly, "That's none of your business, now is it?"
He immediately regretted the sarcastic end to that statement, though.
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About a half hour later, Aiden could be found in a crumpled heap in the shadows of an alley close to where the confrontation had taken place. The elder vampire didn't like his insubordinate answer, so he and his four cronies had commenced beating Aiden into a pulp. Once they decided he was bruised and broken enough, they left him there, laughing evilly. It took all the energy and willpower he could muster just to crawl away, out of the eyes of the city.
Hidden as much as he could be by the shadowy darkness of that particular alley, Aiden seethed with rage, especially at the reminder of his own weakness. True, he'd been severely outnumbered, but that thought didn't even cross his mind. All he could think of was Lilly, and how he probably wouldn't be able to see her tonight. He had no idea what she would imagine happened to him, but he did believe she wasn't pessimistic enough to believe he didn't come because he didn't want to.
Hot, angry tears began spilling down his face. Aiden became even more furious at the notion that he was crying; but it was something that just couldn't be helped.
He tried to stem the flow of tears, but, upon taking a deep breath, he was met with a spasm of severe pain near his lungs. Aiden realized that his ribs were either broken or very badly bruised. It wasn't an invalid notion, given how hard he'd been punched and kicked in the chest. Regardless, he shifted again, trying to find as comfortable a position as possible. He did manage to make himself lie flat, but not without a cry of pain.
The tears were flowing faster now, and Aiden could only lie there in vexation, wondernig, Will no one else help me? Lilly can't really be the only one who cares...right? But that was the only part of his mind that could manage that thought; the rest of him had long since given up hope of finding a friend in the vampire city.
((open to basically anyone...but don't kick him while he's down, please.))
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Post by Solange Deseos on Mar 13, 2007 21:51:37 GMT -5
Solange was walking her way back to the castle after getting into a mild confrontation with her brother. He was annoying her about killing a girl because she was bored. He thought it was wrong or whatever. Solange hated the fact that he had sympathy for humans. They were a lesser race. What did it matter if she killed all of them off?
As she walked she heard a noise. Looking around, she didn’t see anything so she kept on going. As she continued, a scent of another presence became stronger. Curious (or nosey), Solange used her nose to find whomever was making the sounds. She came to an alley to find a man laying down as if he were a beaten heap. She could tell by his scent that he was a vampire that was once human. She didn’t particularly look highly upon vampires that had been turned, but he was a young one and as royalty she felt somewhat obligated to help her kind…turned or not.
He was crying and she almost laughed. Instead, she cleared her throat before speaking. “You can’t heal yourself yet, so I’ll help you…if you tell me why you have a human scent lingering on your body.” She knew most of the vampire community but she had never seen him before. She hoped that he would say that he had just killed a human, for if it had been a human that attacked him, she’d surely get up and walk away in disgrace. He should think before he answered her. She was a force not to be reckoned with.
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Post by Aiden Ventrilore on Mar 14, 2007 16:11:43 GMT -5
Aiden had been preparing himself--mentally and physically--to get up and leave, regardless of his injuries. If he could just get to Lilly, he knew she'd help him, and help was what he needed. But he was saved the trouble; someone else spotted him, and began talking. It was a girl, who had a very haughty tone to her voice. Joy, he thought sarcastically, royalty. And she can smell Lilly...crap crap crap...
In order to buy himself more time to think up an adequate lie--or a twisted truth--Aiden clamped his jaw and forced himself to sit up and lean against the wall. The pain in his ribs was nearly unbearable, and he was sure one was very close to poking through his skin. It took all the self control he had not to scream. His racing mind, meanwhile, remembered the other girl he'd come across the night before, the lost one.
"Just some girl I saw," he said, speaking through his teeth, "she was lost. I scared the crap out of her first, then pointed her in the right direction. She ran away pretty fast." He started to laugh, but stopped when his chest throbbed again. "Bastards," he muttered, lightly touching the splinter of a rib threatening to break through his skin.
((ack...crap...))
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Post by Solange Deseos on Mar 20, 2007 23:07:21 GMT -5
Solange snorted in disgust after the young vampire finished lying to her. She could see right through it. No vampire thought it was ‘fun’ to give humans wrong directions. Vampire killed people, plain and simple. She wasn’t going to say anything to him about it yet. She had a few more questions to satisfy her curiosity and to occupy some spare time.
“Who did this to you?” she asked as she tore his shirt in half. He was in terrible shape but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t fix. Placing her hands on his abdomen, she breathed in deeply and, after about thirty seconds, the wounds cleared right up. “You’ll be a bit stiff for a while so be careful as you move around.” Though he was badly wounded, she felt no sympathy. It was almost as if she were physically and emotionally incapable of feeling sorry for someone. Solange only felt four things; lust, thirst, rage, and satisfaction. Each one could get a person killed.
She could tell that he had a lot to learn. He was young and naïve. No wonder he had gotten himself beat up. Solange had sick stories to tell about the torturous things she had done to innocent humans that would make his toes curl. If he wanted to survive in her clan he was going to have to toughen up. She’d be keeping a close eye on him.
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Post by Aiden Ventrilore on Apr 3, 2007 12:36:59 GMT -5
((Woot! I got online! yay for being home from school sick...))
Aiden had a sinking feeling she didn't believe him, but he was telling the truth. Part of it, anyway. Either way, he did not react to her disgust, focusing instead on overcoming the pain.
She suprised him then by inquiring as to who hurt him, while ripping open his shirt. Aiden bit his tongue to stop from grunting or making some such noise. He was in the process of choosing the words to respond with when she touched his abdomen, and he flinched slightly as the bones realigned themselves...then the pain was gone. Aiden looked down at his stomach for a moment as a wave of relief swept over him.
"Thanks," he said, glancing back up at her and smiling gratefully. "As for your question..." He ran a dirty hand through his now dirty hair and stared at the ground in shame while he responded: "A bunch of the elder vampires I run into like to pick on me, because I've only been a vampire for a year so I'm not nearly as strong as them. I don't know the name of the guy who did this to me, but I probably could have gotten away if he didn't have four of his cronies pin me down first."
Aiden pushed himself to his feet, grimacing at the stiffness she'd warned him about and at the fresh memory of the pain they'd inflicted on him. All I did was be a little sarcastic...and exist...
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Post by Solange Deseos on May 14, 2007 13:45:26 GMT -5
"Well, you're going to have to toughen up real fast if you want to survive around here." Solange had been turned at such a young age that she didn't even remember the experience. She had nothing but vampire instincts so naturally she was a survivior around these parts. Many of the vampire in her "kingdom" feared her. She was not one to be wreckoned with.
"So about this girl that you saw..." She wasn't going to let him go until she got to the bottom of this. "Where did you see her? Let me give you a tip. We don't scare humans and then let them run away. We kill them, plain and simple. If we decide to let them live it is after we've inflicted much pain and torture on them." It sounded like a cruel thing to say, but she was just being honest. She did not tolerate human existance at all.
Grabbing him by the jaw, she brought his face very close to hers. She squeezed hard enough to let him know that she wasn't kidding. "Let me make something ver clear to you. I feel no sympathy or remorse. If I find out that you are lying to me, you will be very sorry."
OoC: crrraaappppp........
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Post by Aiden Ventrilore on May 14, 2007 18:48:01 GMT -5
((pfft, don't worry. it wasn't that bad.))
"I'm working on it," he replied icily. The princess was starting to annoy Aiden, talking to him like he was inferior...he hated that. He was used to it, considering most of the vampire world did it. But what really got him was the fact that most of those elders--including this one--didn't remember what it was like to be human, or even to be a new vampire. They didn't understand him or the reasoning behind his actions, and they judged him wrongly.
Aiden knew he was right in his assumptions about elders when she told him that vampires are only supposed to cruelly torture and/or kill humans, not just scare them like he does. He didn't let his growing contempt show, though. Before he could reply, she was gripping his jaw and holding him so close he could feel her cold, dead breath on his face. It wasn't a comfortable position, made even less so when she threatened some horrible fate if he was lying.
Aiden could look her directly in the eye and say, "I'm not lying," and mean it because he wasn't lying--he was only hiding part of the truth, where the stench of human on him originally came from. But there was still truth to what he was admitting now. He answered her question: "In the fields. She was on her way to the Center. Wouldn't tell me exactly where...but I let it slide because she had a really strange aura. Very magical. And I'm not stupid--she was more powerful than I am, and maybe it sounds cowardly but I didn't feel like getting myself into deep trouble with a magician."
In a bold move, he wrapped her hand around his and pulled it off of his face, then backed up a step. Maybe it seemed disrespectful, but he didn't really care--he told her what she wanted to know, right? "Anything else, your highness?" He was careful to pose his question with a very respectful tone. He wanted to get out of there fast, to find Lilly, but he couldn't just leave. Aiden had a sinking feeling the princess would follow him if he did, and that would not end well...
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