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 Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 11:29 am
 Welcome to the humble home of Julius MacabeeEntering through the front door, you enter to find a rustic hall with a stair leading up to the second floor.  Farther down the hall you come to a more modern kitchen with its marble counters and hard-wood flooring. Connected to the kitchen is another hall that breaks off into several rooms. The first room you come upon to your right is a dining room with sliding glass doors that connect to the kitchen on the right.  Since you can enter no other rooms through this way, you are forced to back out and continue down the hall that breaks off into other halls. some have no rooms, circling around in a sort of maze. Others have private studies or guest bedrooms. You stop and notice a bathroom to your left. That could come in handy. There are others like it dotted around on this first floor. Some with baths and others not. Stepping out, you look to the end of the hall and see two massive, ornate doors. Intrigued, you go down and look at the curling chandeliers on the wall on either side. Pushing the heavy doors open, you look in and gasp to see such an old but beautiful library. In the back of the library, you see a door that, when opened, reveals a staircase that spirals up to the second floor. Steeling your courage, you make your way up the old steps to open another door to find yourself in another hall up stairs. On the other side, you can see the other stairs. At least you know how to get downstairs again without having to go that way.
The hallway breaks off into several rooms once more except this time it is a single hall going in either direction. The rooms are interconnected with some rooms not even directly connected to the main hall. Some have small, secret halls that are actually quite clean to show the master knows they are there.
The rooms consist of several bedrooms, bathrooms, and sittings rooms that had no other purpose. However, if you are not interested in that, you keep searching until you find a room that could only be the master's himself. The master bedroom. Finally, you have one more step on your journey. To find the basement is furnished as well... And the view just outside the window.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 11:48 am
Listen Up, I'm in control... {Who pulls the stings around here...}
❝ PhantomHoofbeats ❞
{My Name is...}
❝ Julius Macabee ❞
{See Me..}
{My age...}
❝ 28 ❞
{Master or Mistress...}
❝ Master ❞
{My Race is...}
❝ Reaper ❞
{Which do I prefer?}
❝ Straight ❞
{Who controls the show...}
❝ Dominant ❞
{Before you displease me...I like...}
❝ Smoking, alcohol, games, music ❞
{If you want to make me happy, don't do...}
❝ practical jokes, sweet foods, dominance besides himself, most people ❞
{My Powers..}
❝ Julius has a form of telekinesis though he cannot lift things heavier than he is. ❞
{Ribbons I Prefer...}
❝ None that means the salve is likely to rebel against him. He isn't in the mood for that. ❞
{My Story...}
❝ Julius is a laid back sort of person who can very often be found smoking a cigarette in a bar or in his home. As a man seeking a slave to be called a "master" he has certain... desires that he doesn't want any fall-back from. He is completely straight but amuses himself in toying with anyone of any gender. In fact, he loves playing games but one thing he hates are people toying with his property in anyway that looks they are. And, he doesn't like people playing pranks on him. It's a good way to see his more... violent side. ❞
{If you must know something else...}
❝ Though it isn't obvious at first... he has a second job. But, he isn't a wraith dressed in a black cloak wielding a scythe. ❞ 
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 12:40 pm
MY rusty h a l o  Kathryn She blinked, confused by the man's kindness, but allowed herself to be led out of her cage. She looked up to the man, 'Julius' and nodded slowly.
"My name is Kathryn." she said, speaking in a slow and calculated manner. "But you can call me whatever you wish, Sir." she added, mumbling the last bit. She looked towards the door nervously. It wasn't like the movies where she would melt dramatically into a puddle if she stepped into the sun, but her skin was quite sensitive to it, and it did pain eyes and skin significantly to walk in it.
She didn't want to admit to that, though. So what, she'd be uncomfortable for a while, she could deal with that. She dealt with being a slave well enough. She decided to lie. Not trusting her voice, she shook her head no, walking cautiously towards the door, prolonging her safety. At the same time, she didn't want to cause any trouble...N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxL o c a t i o n : ROAD HOMEJulius was slightly irritated that she called him "sir". He didn't show it, though, but instead watched her as she slowly walked towards the door. She was lying, wasn't she? he sighed then pulled off his coat, tossing it to her. "Cover yourself, then. I don't want you hurt because of that." He opened the door then went out to his car. He did want anyone else working for him so he drove himself in his sleek, silver car. Unlocking it, he got in then turned on the air so it wouldn't be so hot.
"You can sit where ever you want," he told her as he turned the key all the way to rev the engine. It roared to life and he climbed in, turning the vents towards him since it was so hot. He didn't want her over heating either. So, he looked up at her and ran his fingers over the hot wheel in an attempt to cool it. "Kathryn, you say?" He paused then waited for her to close the door before glancing at her again. "You are not angry at me for what I did, are you? And, this time, please tell the truth. I always want you to tell me the truth even if that means hurting my feelings."
Putting the car into reverse, he backed out of the spot then shifted gears again to turn onto the street. His house was about an hour away so he hoped she wouldn't mind the drive.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 1:29 pm
Kathryn She squeaked in surprise, peaking out from under the coat. She held the material up with both arms, creating a tent like contraption from which she could peak out under. The only problem was her legs, revealed from the knee down because of the length of the dress. When she realized what car was his, she ran.
With her speed she practically beat him to it. She would have eyed the silver car with awe, had her legs not been quickly darkening to red underneath the rest of her. She pulled open the back door, sliding into the back seat with a sigh, happy to hide from the sun from inside the vehicle. Using the coat, she managed to cover one window. She took off her sweater, getting set on the other.
She sighed, now sitting in the simple white dress. She was slightly uncomfortable, the near lack of sleeve bothering her; she was used to her sweater, but this was worth it. She looked to the man when he spoke, thinking about the question before she answered.
"If you mean am I mad as a slave for being bought like a simple item, then no; I'm used to that." she said, her voice a soft, contemplative murmur, "If you mean for the almost dispute with the gentleman from earlier... Well, I wouldn't say I'm mad. I'm just happy it didn't turn into anything violent." she added, looking to the man with a curious expression.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 8:13 pm
N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxL o c a t i o n : ROAD HOMEJulius thought her words over patiently as she spoke then fell silent. His eyes were currently on the road, both hands moving them smoothly over the asphalt. However, his mind was elsewhere- thinking about what had to be done. Tonight he had to work. Everything night he did for he had no need of sleep. During the day he was truly human, at night, he could not be considered anything near that. He smiled weakly. Not at all.
Turning down another road, he glanced at her from the corners of his eyes. "I'm relieved then." He sighed and pushed his foot harder against the accelerator, turning on the headlights as the sky darkened slightly from a slow-moving front. "I wouldn't want... a slave who hated me and where he or she was. it would make my life miserable as well. Rain. He loved rain. it began to fall on the windshield so he turned on the wipers, looking down the expanse of empty road that would lead to his home in time.
"Though, I never did explain why I bought you, did I?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 12:44 pm
Kathryn Kathryn nodded her head, choosing not to comment. This wasn't what the young vampire was expecting, for sure. She ran one hand through her silver-brown hair, lying down on the seat. She was tired, but it was day time. She had never quite gotten used to the non-nocturnal schedule the guards expected nightwalkers to live by, and today was no exception. With all the chaos and confusion added into the mix, she was even more exhausted than usual.
"No, Sir, you didn't." she mumbled tiredly, stifling a yawn as she reached up. Playing with the hem to his jacket, which hung over the seat, distractedly. "May I ask, though, why you would chose somebody like me? Why you wanted a slave at all?" she asked, looking up at the brown haired man curiously, bringing her hands to cradle in front of her chest.
She pulled her legs in, her bare feet pressed against each other as she curled into a ball. She noted that the seat was rather comfortable, but she didn't want to sleep. That would be rude. There wasn't anything wrong with being comfortable, though...
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 7:51 pm
N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxL o c a t i o n : ROAD HOMEHe fell silent at her words then decided upon his next words. "Sleep, you are tired and it will take about an hour to get to my home." He changed lanes and sped up slightly, passing the only car he had seen for a few minutes. He was surprised to see it in the first place. Thus, he kept on, listening to the steady beat of the windshield wipers that kept the rain from his path.
"I will wake you when we reach home." he knew he was avoiding the question but he could not answer that now. She could not force him to reply but he did not want to... tell her so. He wanted to brush it aside without harming her. He couldn't make her think ill of him or be fearful of him so early on! What would be the point of that, then?
Looking at the dark clouds then glancing at her through the rear-view mirror, he thought over her question. Yes, why did he have to buy someone just to have company? He hoped that since she was a vampire... she could live as long as he... or close to it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:12 am
Kathryn Kathryn looked up at him, blinking slowly before nodding her head. He was a curious being, that was for sure, and the smell of death hung around him like moths do a flame. She didn't mind; she wasn't much better. Her days as a child were filled with hunger and bloodshed. She couldn't control it. Even now she could hardly contain the hunger when it got bad, but she was good for leaving her prey alive... for the most part.
She yawned, rubbing her eyes slightly before the violet orbs were covered by flaps of skin. Her breathing leveled out, her body lost it's tense form, and her face calmed to a state of peaceful bliss. Her hair slid down into her face as she nuzzled into her hands, trying to get more comfortable unconsciously, before she was still once more.
Mother! a smaller Kathryn cried out in glee, skipping towards a tall woman with a blacked out face. She leaped up, smiling innocently as she was caught by the shadowed arms. For a moment there was peace and the scene was calm, then a stream of red dropped from the hidden lips of the taller woman. Then there was an explosion of blood and the child-Kathryn fell to the ground. Cried out in shock and fear as the blackened floor covered in red. She turned around, her eyes wide as an evil expression stretched across his face...
Kathryn shot forward, falling off the seat as her eyes flew open. She sighed, exhaling only when she realized she had been holding her breath.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 2:14 pm
N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxL o c a t i o n : HOMEJulius looked up slightly into the rear view mirror to see her fall from the seat to the floor. With a faint laugh, he pulled into the driveway and climbed out of the car. The first thing he did was go to the back seat and open the door, looking at her in great amusement. "Have a nice dream?" he asked her though he knew that wasn't the case. Instead, he gestured to her for her to follow then led her to the front of the house. He unlocked the door then went into the cool house, waiting for her to enter before he closed the door and took off his shoes.
"Welcome home," he said absently as he took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack beside the door. He pretty much lived alone but had some maids that came on a regular basis to clean the place. Their job was to keep the place in good condition without being seen. They did just that, luckily.
Thus, he moved into the kitchen and looked around, opening the fridge. It was restocked so he took out a beer, opening it then tossing the cap onto the counter. The metal piece rolled with its metallic ringing then fell silent. "Thirsty?" he asked though not knowing if she could hear him or not.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 7:06 pm
Kathryn Kathryn didn't respond to his initial question, preferring not to talk about it, and instead she followed behind him. Her hood blew off in the slight breeze, her silver-brown hair blowing about her head as they neared the house. She approached cautiously, observing the house as though it might bite her.
She nodded her head in thanks as he held the door open, walking quietly inside. Her violet eyes were nervous, but steady, and she removed her own lame excuses for shoes before she timidly walked forwards. When he spoke she frowned slightly. Home? That wasn't a word she had even thought of for a long time.
"I'm home." she whispered, more to herself, testing the statement. She frowned, finding it odd but not bad, and followed after him. When he offered her a drink her eyes lit up in surprise; what was he thinking?! "No, I could never take that from a Master- blood is-." she cut herself off, frowning when she realized her mistake. "I'm okay, no thank you." she mumbled, shaking her head 'no'.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 1:22 pm
N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxL o c a t i o n : HOMEJulius watched her for a moment before grinning when she stopped and looking slightly abashed. Moving over to her, he took her chin in his hand and looked her in the eyes. "If that is something you want or need, Kathryn, you can ask that of me. Do not be afraid to ask because I am your master." Pulling his back he turned to pick up his glass of water and took a sip, watching her. He turned away again and emptied the drink to put it in the dishwasher. "I should show you around, to get to know your new home... and why I brought you here."
Wiping his hands off, he ran his fingers through his long, brown hair. "Or do you just want me to tell you first?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 5:42 pm
Kathryn Kathryn averted her eyes, feeling guilt for disappointing this man. She really had no idea as to how she was supposed to act, but even she could tell that this guy was out-of-the-norm. She listened hesitantly to his words, frowning and shaking her head again. She wouldn't take that from a master; for that she could get in trouble. Kathryn knew very well she didn't want that kind of trouble, and that she certainly didn't want to owe this person a debt. She wasn't too sure of him, having not known him for long, but for all she knew he would play the "You Owe Me" card, and make her do things she didn't feel too comfortable even thinking about. She flinched away from his hand, her eyes quavering slightly under his gaze. She felt restless, unsteady; she could probably use a good feeding, even though she had eaten more than usual earlier that day. Kathryn knew that the blood would probably calm her down a lot
When he put the glass away, she was confused; when had the alcoholic beverage become water? She had no idea, but it was irrelevant so she took his words into mind. She honestly didn't care, so instead she answered, "But, Sir, that isn't my decision to make."
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