Katarina groaned slightly. She could feel her grip on reality fading by the minute. So this is it, she thought to herself. He'll probably just leave me here until he hungers again and then come to finish me off, she thought bitterly. She had begged for her life earlier, but now in her weakened conditon, she had almost resigned herself to death-almost wished for it. Better it would have been had he killed me sooner than to endure this biting pain and end up dead anyways.
"So welcome to the world of the undead," he had told her, and now those words themselves seemed to be ringing to her mind. She knew in her heart that she could not bear such a gift-a curse. "I pity you," murmured then, her voice no louder than a whisper.

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"And you think I care?" Don scoffed in reply. He walked back over to the shattered window to find that the slayer was now nowhere in site. She was probably going to be back soon, unless another undead discovered what she was and decided to pick a fight.

"Pity... The whole reason I am what I am is because of pity," he said, a tint of disgust in his voice. He knew that she would be fading now. But instead of dieing, she would become inhuman. "I pity the Earth because it must bare such a warring race as humans..."

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"And so you are its savior meant to kill us all?" she asked weakly. Unable to stay conscious any longer she finally gave into darkness' alluring call. Her eyes fluttered close and her mind began to sink into a deepening void of never-ending night.

(Rain, I'm not sure how you want to play this as the vampires we are suppose to be playing have to let their prey drink their own blood before they are turned. But a vampire can drink the blood of a human without turning them or killing them. I asked Pan about it and this is what she told me: “they drink the lifes blood from the prey, suckin out everything save a few drops so that the prey is hanging on the very edge of life, then the vampire bites their wrist and lets the prey drink from their own broken wrist... giving their blood to the almost dead prey, thus creating a vampire..”)

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(ack... I knew I was doing something wrong... grr.... I had read that on Wiki... but it had totally slipped my mind, I am so sorry! I guess that's what happens when you're rping with alot of things going on in your life... and you're reading Twilight... lol! um..)

"Savior? Hah! I kill for the blood. I don't care who or how many," Don said, bending down and picking up the knife the slayer had thrown, then strode back over to the Rose.

"Tell. Even with the majority of your life-juice gone, and on the brink of dead... do you want to die?" He tapped the flat of the blade on his wrist. "I'll let you be the first to get a choice."

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(No problem Rain)

Katarina forced herself to open her eyes as she glanced up at Don. It was getting harder now for her to breathe, much less speak. She was dimly aware that Midnight held a blade to his wrist, though she could not understand why. She could feel the darkness taking hold of her once again, her will to live now gone. "My choice...has been made... for me..." she whispered as her eyes fluttered close once more, ready to succumb to death.

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"No, you can still decide to live," he said, cutting his wrist with the knife, and squatted down infront of her, holding out his now bleeding wrist. "If you choose to die, you can just sit there and let the darkness overtake you. If you want to live, all you have to do is drink. Maybe you could think of it as revenge if you want to."

The words he spoke were a whisper. His dark eyes watched her intently, wondering what she would choose. This was the first time he had ever given his prey the option of not dieing...

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Katarina could feel the darkness taking over her, and suddenly she found herself afraid-afraid of the unknown. With her resolve of dying gone, she found herself wanting to live again. She still did not understand how drinking of his blood would save her, but in her moment of weakness she decided to seize at the chance. Opening her eyes and leaning forward with the last of her strength, she began to drink of his blood....

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All his life? Antoine couldn't imagine living in such a grand place for his entire life... His home was nice, but nowhere near as majestic as this. "You're very lucky," he commented with a half-smile. "Not many get the chance to live in a place like this, much less be raised there."

Yet again, the young man let his eyes shift around the room, taking in all the marvelous decor and detail. He glanced down as they once again reached the steps to descend back to the first story, so as not to lose his footing along the way.

"Forgive me if I'm asking too many questions. I'm just naturally curious. I've known this house for as long as I can remember, but never once has the public been invited to a grand event inside. It's all a bit overwhelming, especially under such peculiar conditions..."

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Alexander raised an eyebrow at the words of care and love towards her sire, certainly one such her might have had the luxury of doing so. She had not been a fanatic like he for one nor held sway over a number of local people, enough to call them for a witch hunt to burn her sire at the torch. Alas circumstances allowed her to at least have these bits left of him yet it appeared, that not all vampires nor relationships such as their were ever lasting.

"Consider yourself lucky miss, one such as I never knew my sire, lest we speak of a few brief meetings before she bared her fangs and turned me. As a man of faith I was quite shocked, disgusted and above all furious....

Well I shan`t bore you to tears with the past... Would you mind, if I said I was interested in taking one of these pieces? Good works by vampires are hard to come by and I might as well be settling down somewhere soon enough thus I´ll need some decorating done."

He said with a slightly envious and reminiscing tone yet it faded away quickly after he turned the discussion towards the actual paintings themselves.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Isabeau smiled faintly. "That would be fine, of course there are certain paintings that will not let go of, but otherwise, yes you may choose one. I am sure Joseph would have loved to see some one else besides me and his teacher, appriciate his work." She led Alexander to where the paintings rested. There were over a 100, in all sizes.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Don watched her intently with his peircing gaze as she drank. It reminded him of the day, so long ago, when he had drank the blood of a vampire and was changed. To him that was the best day of his life. Though at the moment, he wasn't even sure if his sire was dead or alive.

If anything, he did this just at the expense of that slayer. Now she had one more problem on her hands. And this ball would surely be the death of her.

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Rose hurried from the garden, adjusting her hair and cloths so that one couldn't tell she just fell from a second story window onto a bush. Instead, it looked like she had gone for a lesurly walk through the garden.

She entered the ballroom, figuring that right about now that one woman had to be dead. She couldn't save her. But she couldn't save everybody. With her black dress, she strode around the dance floor, eyeing every pale, and suspiciouse looking being in the room...

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Katarina could feel new strength entering her being as her body began to change. Her skin was now of a porcelain hue and she felt the growth of what she recognized as fangs. Yet, there seemed to be an almost ethereal beauty and grace to her, which easily had the power to enchant any mortal if her own demons did not control her. She could feel her senses heightened and she did not know what to make of it. Looking up at Midnight with some confusion in her eyes as she stopped drinking of his blood before she took in her new form, not sure of what to make of it. When he spoke of a chance for her to live, this was far from what she had expected nor wanted. “What’s happened to me?” she questioned him, almost afraid of his answer.

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(ack... sorry for not post. C'mon guys, don't let this die!)

Donovan turned away, and went back to looking out the window as the full moon. His face was emotionless, his movements gracefull as always.
"Welcome to the world of the night stalkers, or undead. Or as humans call us. Vampires," he said tartly, a ring of dark glee in his voice. "You wanted to live, so now you'll live forever. That is... unless you want that slayer to get her hands on you."

The words were almost scoffed as he dusted off his suit...

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[[sorry Chibi and everyone... I will post asap >< just been busy with school lately]]

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

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