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 Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2006 4:38 pm
The MainroomThis is the room right as you enter the Mansion. It is what is known as the main gathering place. There is now a grand piano there that was ordered and set up.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 9:26 pm
Lucious reclined on the couch. The manison had become very quiet of late. He'd seen little of the other master's or their pets and no sign of Akilah either. After years of traveling on his own he was use to being alone, yet now the silence knawed at him and he found himself desiring some company.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:02 am
Huntress oddly enough had been sitting to the right of the grand piano to avoid any attention. She shifted onto the stool to sit before the beautiful keys. Her fingers tenderly careesed the ebony and ivy, what could have been the ghost of a smile tugging at her lips. It had been ages since she had played, ages since she had even seen an instrument. She wondered fleetingly if she could even still play.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:08 am
Lucious leaned up, supporting himself with his elbows as he peaked over the back of the couch and watch the Huntress. He wanted to speak with her, but his curiousity if she could actually play the instrument got the better of him. So he remained silent, watching like he had the last time he'd seen her.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:15 am
Closing her eyes Huntress let her body do as it willed. Almost instantly, Beethoven's Moonlight Sonato rose to life and she delicately plucked the keys. And yet while she played the already haunting melody to perfection, something about it was different. There was a darker more ethereal charm to it, an eerie beauty that at once could frighten and enthral. She swayed softly as if she herself was trapped in the sound.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:19 am
Although he was lacking in musical talent, Lucious didn't lack in an appreciation of beautiful music, and found nothing frightening in the deep sounds. He crossed his arms and leaned on the back off the couch, watching her fingers glide over the ivory. He would wait like a good audience member to applaud at the end.
((sorry I have to go.. elder brother is being a crank. xp ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 7:49 pm
Huntress only played for a short time. She knew herself all to well. If she dwelled on the emotions that this piece would allow to surface, she would make unbearable company for days. She would be restless, agitated, and more aprehensive of others than she already was. So slowly, she let the song reach its crescendo before letting it cease. She would revisit this place when she was ready to deal with its consequences.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:43 pm
Alys walked into the mainroom and took a seat on one of the chairs. She would visit the library later. For now she had to calm herself down. 'I will protect this mansion as best I can. Darren can do as he wants outside, protecting it from monsters. But I know the threat will come from those in here. I just know it. But... from who?' She thought to herself as she looked aorund.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 12:55 pm
The door explodes from the outside coming in. Guards on either side tumble upon themselves as the vampiress stands there within the doorway. Sticky eyeballs strewn upon her chest turn and rattle, leaving strands of slime upon her gown and bare flesh. They turn towards Alys, seeming to stare at her body while the vampiress ignores her. Instead she steps over the threshold and slams both doors behind her with mental strands. As the foundation trembles in her force, she turns to the remaining pair of guards upon the floor whom have yet to scramble back to their feet.
"Get me the files on Zanderu's pets. I want to know where they are."
"He set them free before he died, ma'am..."
A shadowed look comes over her appearance. For a moment everything goes still. Then her hips turn and her body moves gracefully forward. When she is five feet from the guard who had spoken, her mental strands delve into his body. When the guard's eyes widen, able to feel the strands moving through him, a sick and perverted smile comes to her lips. With a sudden mental movement, the body before her explodes. Chunks of his body go flying into different directions. Taking out her hand, the eyeballs fall directly into her palms. With a tilt of her head she purrs.
"My what lovely eyes you have."
Turning to the other guard still laying there on the floor, a puddle of urine beneath him from the fright he's endured, the woman bends her knees and crouches there, smirking down upon him.
"Any more arguments, gentlemen?"
He shakes his head
"I thought so. Now get me those files or I'll make your death slower and more painful than that."
Standing back upright, she turns to the mainroom with her arms outstretched, a soft and rather warm smile upon her lips as her voice booms from her throat.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am Scarlet Annetia Wynter........Your new hostess"
Noticing the way her eyeballs turn, she glances up towards the eyes of Alys. A soft grin forms upon her lips slowly.
"They're watching you"
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 1:00 pm
Alys fell back off her chair and watched the woman with frightened eyes. She nearly gagged as she saw the eyeballs around her neck and came much closer as the guard lost his. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she demanded the files on the Lord's slaves. Oh god... that meant her! She looked at this woman... the self proclaimed owner of this mansion and felt a flutter of hate in her belly. She tried to speak, to tell this woman she was not welcome, but she could not find her voice.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 1:08 pm
Darren followed the scene on silent paws. The eyes might have bothered him, if he hadn't already removed one of his own. He padded softly into the room and stood in the doorway, "Welcome Mistress Wynter." He bowed curtiously. "I trust you have proof that Lord Zanderu left you in charge."
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 1:09 pm
The guard upon the floor moves himself from his own filth to run off down to the Slave Wing. Those scarlet eyes remain fastly poised upon the woman who trembles so. Her slow and measured steps causes her body to move forward towards the trembling Alys. A soft cheshire grin deepens and forms her face with a distinct evil.
"Have something to say?"
A crackling sound can be heard as she cracks her knuckles. Yet the amulet that dangles above her necklace of eyeballs begins to glow and her fingertips tap the gem lightly. Slowly her eyes move to the door which leads to where the dead Zanderu lays. Turning from Alys, no longer interested in her, she walks forward towards the door.
"Here, Senra. Senra. Senra. Senra...here, boy."
The smirk upon her lips is ever growing as she approaches the door, one hand outstretching. What remains of the half burnt door explodes into fragments once it gets within ten feet of her. Exposing the Lord's body slumped upon the chair, everything around him burnt, she grins deliciously.
"My my my...how slovenly of you..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 1:14 pm
Alys still couldn't find her voice and as she moved toward the door that held her late master she looked over at Darren. 'What are you doing here?' she mouthed silently. Slowly she stood up, her legs shaking terribly, almost falling over again. Somehow, she remained upright.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 1:18 pm
Hearing the voice coming forth from one side, she stops and turns towards Darren as he makes his elegant bow and small question. Cracking her knuckles again, she reaches up and lays a hand upon his cheek, one sharp nail tracing the area where his removed eye is.
"Oh, kitten's made himself beautiful. How cute."
With a suddeness the nail scratches long and hard down his cheek before she pulls her hand away and stands there with narrowed eyes.
"You'll not question me, pussycat, least you want to be my next blood feast. All you need to know is that I'm in charge, I can kill you, and that you're to do exactly what I say when I say it. Now go open the front door..."
Turning back to the corpse of the Lord she goes stepping forward. However, Darren comes between her and her late friend. Once within ten feet, however, her mental hands lurch forward, pushing him towards one side. It would take them a bit to realize the distance they need to remain in order to stay out of her mental powers. Without turning her eyes away, she continues towards the Lord's body. Each movement slow and elegant as she makes her path towards his perserved body. The look of disgust comes back to her features as she makes her way over to him, placing herself neatly upon his lap as if he were alive and could wrap his arms around her. With bored fingers she coils her digits in his long silver hair and smirks a bit.
"Pathetic...so, so pathetic my Prince.....and to think that Sister approved of you..." ((EDITTED))
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