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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 25, 2008 20:26:10 GMT -5
Viktor Krieg was sitting on the edge of the roof that was called the Vigilante Hideaway. After his nap he had found out that his classes did not start until tomorrow, so he had decided to explore around the remarkable place called the Twilight Moon Academy. He had changed out of his usual Armani for a more casual look. A black Panic! at the disco T-shirt, some blue jeans, a black hat with a grinning skull emblazoned on it, and some black nikes. The sun rose high overhead, some blue birds were perched on a planted tree, everybody around The young private eye was smiling and laughing. In other words it was a beautiful day. Although Anubis didnt seem to appreciate it that much. He sat twirling his cane, staring out into the distance while lost in thought.
My god im bored. Im basically a freshman......again.....and as such am avoided like the plauge. Maybe I should practice on that orb that Anpu gave me. If nothing else it should be good for a laugh. On the other hand I have no idea where anything even is in this place...Im pretty sure I would get expeled if one of the scorpions stung someone...so I guess thats out. Oh boy im monolouging again...thats never a good sign.
So deep in thought was Anubis that he did not notice the person slowly creeping up from behind him.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 25, 2008 20:42:09 GMT -5
This 'person creeping up on Anubis' wasn't actually creeping up on them, sure- Anubis was beginning to sense a presence there, but he hadn't realized that it had been there for quite some time, and it didn't creep up like some kind of insect of vermin, she had simply walked there- she just so happened to be more silent than the average person. "Please continue... your 'monologing' was rather intruiging." the message was smooth and one might say 'flavorful' like a sweet wine as they trickled from Eithne's mind to the thoughts of Anubis. The young woman was porcelain skinned, her complection clean and almost milky, Her silver-gold eyes looking towards Anubis, locked in an unreadable expression, the only thing that could be told about her was that her thoughts were moving faster than one could probably comprehend, processing everything around her, every detail from every fragment of a second, every synapse that fired to her brain was used to it's full extent. She was elegant in her poise, the slender, willowy figure of the woman was strong yet gentle in it's feminine way. She was a vampire, sure... but most people don't figure that right off the bat- especially with the sun shining so brightly overhead and herself relatively unaffected by it's rays.
Her face was slender, but not in a sickly way, her hair cut short and stopped at her jaw, a nice little bob haircut if you'd ask anyone... even if it did look like it was cut with a knife and in a hurry- which it actually was. Her lips were in a soft, pink line as she awaited a response from Anubis, she wasn't smiling, but she wasn't frowning. She was clothed in a long black jacket that covered her from head to toe, shrouding her frame and figure from Anubis yet somehow unable to actually hide it- you could tell she was a slender creature underneath the fabric, delicate in her build was the vampiress. Eithne was quite the spectacle of dreams, actually. Vampires were like that, beautiful in many ways, only to make the hunt easier, apparently.... but Eithne didn't seem threatening... just perhaps a tad intimidating if you weren't sure of yourself.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 25, 2008 21:47:00 GMT -5
Anubis almost jumped at the sudden voice inside his head. Instead he stopped flipping his cane and tilted his head ever so slightly behind him and saw Eithne behind him. His glum expression immediately transformed into the mask that he wore whenever he was around people. His milky blue eyes shined brightly, as if amplified by the sunlight. Instead of standing up he merely nodded, pulled his hat down over his eyes, completely hiding his baby-fine black hair, and still sat over the edge of the roof, staring out at the vastness of the academy.
Their were a lot of happy couples on the rooftop, all of them completely unaware (or just not caring about) of either Anubis or Eithne. Some people were actually playing volleyball a few feet away from them. And so Anubis thought, assuming his new aquaintance could hear him. Intresting? flattery will get you nowhere my dear. I must admit though that im impressed, I didnt even sense you behind me until just now...maybe being back at school is making me lax. Or more likely your just that good.
Anubis chuckled softly under his breath. Ive always hated the first day of school. So annoying...new teachers...new rules...the only thing that usually works out well is meeting new people. And even then you meet as many irritating people as intresting ones. But I digress...if were going to have a psychic conversation We might as well get through the formalities first. They call me Anubis....and the vision of lovelyness that graces me with her prescence is called....?
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 25, 2008 22:13:49 GMT -5
"And who was it who said 'flattery will get you nowhere'? Really, listen to your own advice some times." She rolled her eyes, "And the conversation does not have to be psychic." Eithne gave a slight curtsy, only enough so for it to be noticed and the approached Anubis, closing the bit of distance between them so they were a comfortable distance from each other for conversation. Her body moved with a sinewy dancer's grace, each noiseless footstep like air on the ground as her captivating eyes watched Anubis with thier calculating glimmers that refracted the sun's rays in tiny specs that seemed to almost pulse in the depth of the silvery gold hues. She didn't give her name, she really didn't seem to find so much of a need to- this person would have to earn the right of her name before she'd give it out to him.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 26, 2008 18:15:19 GMT -5
Anubis laughed softly. He didnt really seem to care that his new aquaintance had not given her name. In part this was because he had given her an alias himself, and of course you had to be careful who you gave your name too, lest it be used against you. Viktor stood up, tipped his hat, and gave a slight bow to answere her curtsy. "Your right, that was rather stupid of me. Please forgive my rudeness. Its just that the only interaction with other people I have had in some time has been with my teachers, both of whom are slightly taciturn, And clients, who mostly would rather I get the job done and leave instead of chit-chat."
The topaz ring on his left hand gleamed suddenly as a voice whispered into Viktor's head. You really are an idiot. You cant smell it? She's a vampire! Even if your suppressing your lycan abilities you should at LEAST be able to tell from the look of her. Anubis answered the creature in his mind with That's...rather interesting. But why does it matter?" WHY DOES IT MATTER! OUR SPECIES ARE MORTAL ENEMIES THAT'S WHY IT MATTERS! IF SHE FINDS OUT WHAT YOU REALLY ARE SHE'LL RIP YOU INTO SHREDS! GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!
Anubis sighed internally and thought "Mortal enemies huh? I don't care." Are you insane or just suicidal?" No...I just know what its like to be the victim of unjustifed prejudices. I was cast out of my own family just for being what I am. I refuse to judge anyone else for that. So kindly shut up...or I might just make it so you cant talk at all." The smiling mask had never once wavered while this internal conversation was going on. Viktor, rising from his bow and piacing his cane on the ground, he jokingly asked the vampiress "You look like youve been here a while....So is this place as bad as mortal high schools?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 26, 2008 18:35:41 GMT -5
"At times... though not always... Do you always have voices talking to you?" she asked, a smirk on her face, though not a malicious smirk. "If he's any kind of intelligence- he would figure that I can smell your blood easily... it does smell ever so much like dog." she shook her head, "Don't worry- all it means is that I don't intend to bite you any time soon." She chuckled. It really wasn't all too much to worry about- though if Anubis was a vampire, it might've been a completely different story. Luckily he was just a werewolf.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 26, 2008 19:02:20 GMT -5
The smiling mask quirked up into a smirk. "Not always...just when he feels like putting his two cents in...which isnt that often since he knows I can always inflict pain on him whenever I want. which I think might be called for now." Anubis muttered something in latin and a silent scream went off in his head as the glow of the topaz stone dimmed down. laughing softly Anubis rubbed the ring with his pinky finger. "We shouldnt have any more interuptions now. Although...I was hoping to keep my...condition...secret for at least a few days...I suppose even suppressing my powers as a lycan and hiding every trait that wasnt human...is still no match for a Vampire's sense of smell."
Anubis's milky blue eyes stared into Eithnes Silver-gold rimmed ones. He was still smiling, looking euphoric as always...but his eyes did not match the good natured face. Those eyes spoke of pain, self-hatred, and perhaps an underfed hunger for flesh and blood. They say that the eyes are a window to the soul...and if that was the case then Anubis's soul was twisted at best and gone at worse. He was always able to hide behind the smiling mask...but his eyes could not lie. "I know you probably already heard this but I couldnt care less that your a vampire. After all im not exactly in a postion to judge...Most people think im some kind of monster with no self-control and a voracious appetite. Though I tell the few people who can figure out what i am that they have nothing to fear, still they remain self-rightgeous and judgemental. I imagine being a vampire has similar problems. Am I wrong?" Cocking his head to one side Anubis waited for her response.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 26, 2008 19:38:05 GMT -5
Eithne had two options here- be honest, or lie... to be honest, lying looked like an infinately more appealing option here but she couldn't lie to Anubis on this matter, her tone was smooth and calm, though there were sinister tones in it- a tone you couldn't use with a lie, she was only barely hushed- the words were meant for Anubis and Anubis alone, "Where I grew up..." she paused as if it was quite some long time ago and she had to remember, "vampirism and lycanism were seen as diseases- a plague if you will. If someone was found to have it, they would be cast out so as to not spread the illness. The problem with the method was that sometimes vampires or lycans could get into the town nonetheless, it wasn't the best protected of places." She chuckled, "Best day of my life they said... Eighteen years on the day and Adem -may his soul be forever damned- proposed... they say good things don't last, and apparently I was seen appealing enough for a vampire's appetite." Eithne shrugged, "Got turned, Adem took me in still... things were harder to controll back then and I lost controll. Adem's brother found dead and the vampire to blame. I got chased out of the town- seemed like a better option than being killed of course, but Alysdair- the vampire who bit me, managed to find me... and... well... you don't need a biography." she shook her head, her eyes were twinged with a pain in thier depths, but her strength greatly overpowered her pain. She carried a long memory in her head, her shimmering eyes having seen so much over the course of the two hundred years or so that she'd been alive. Two hundred was a rounded number of course... there were things she couldn't exactly account the time for, Alysdair was clever with punishments if his pawns stepped out of line...
Example: When a vampire remains in thier own homeland, they generally need less blood, if a vampire is completely enclosed in the earth from thier own homeland, such as in a coffin... they could remain there indefinately... bury them deep enough though... and it could be nearly impossible for them to get out, and they'd be trapped in that darkness untill they were freed.
Eithne had no clue how long she was down there, but she prefferred to not dwell on it.
"I'm sorry if I bore you at all." she apologized politely.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 26, 2008 20:23:20 GMT -5
Anubis's eyes softened and for once the jovial smile was gone. And for the first time in a long time he felt regret. He never should have asked such a bold question. Clearly the vampiress had been through much more then he had himself. He saw the pain and suffering in his eyes, the anguish of having to recount the tragic story, and he wished that he could do something, ANYTHING, to make it all go away. Maybe he couldnt do anything about it but at the very least she had earned the right to hear his past.
Hesitating at first, Anubis rubbed the handle of his cane while he spoke in a voice that was very much unlike his usual cheery attitude. Instead of pleasantness it rang of vulnerability. "No, no I dont find it boring at all...In fact its much worse then what happened to me." remembering the horrors of his past, Anubis shivered ever so slightly. My family....is different then most of everybody else's relatives. They were power-hungry, greedy, and blood thirsty. They coveted everything they had, which was almost the entire city...and pulled strings in the shadows. I wasnt like them though....and that led to my downfall."
Rubbing the handle of his cane, Anubis continued. "The only one who I could relate to was my father, and when he died they demanded that I do things so horrible that the devil himself might turn squeamish at the thought of them. When I refused....my mother hired a lycanthrope to turn me, because that was the only way short of killing me that they could disown me. After that...my beast was so uncontrollable that I had to lock myself in a cave, using a sealing spell. The hunger took hold of me during that time. I came very close to losing myself in that time...And I think a part of me was lost there that I can never regain. I was there for months, maybe years, before my master found me and gave me this." Anubis pointed to his ring. "And theres not much more to say then that. So no....I dont think your story was boring at all."
It had grown dark outside, and a lot of people had already left the rooftop. There were maybe just two other groups besides Anubis and Eithne and they were departing as well. The stars were bright over Twilight Moon Academy, forming constelations that did not exist anywhere else. The moon was full and offered the only source of light. Anubis looked at the sky and whistled. "Well...if nothing else...I would never have known this place existed if I had not contracted this condition. It really is beautiful here...so maybe there is a silver lining in every cloud. Dont you think?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 26, 2008 20:54:25 GMT -5
Eithne shrugged, "Odd that you'd use such a term considering your... lupine disposition." Eithne chuckled at the thought of the lycan using the term 'silver lining' for good things, considering what silver did to vampires and lycans. "And don't speak of it as a disease- I'm rather tired of such a tone to my- and your state. Along with such a thing, please consider the fact that you're relatively safe here at Twilight Moon... and really, if you ever desire some kind of aid or help... I'll try to be there for you." she offered a friendly smile. This Anubis person wasn't an idiot like most beings here at Twilight Moon Academy... yet she couldn't help but have that old habit of thinking through the usefulness of a person such as Anubis in the near future. She of course had no present plans at all... but she still kept the thought open for consideration.
"Perhaps you could lend me your real name? I don't like it when people hand out false names like it was thier identity... if you're truthful... I could tell you my name as well." She had a bit of a teasing tone in her voice and she placed her hand on her hip, her stance was straightforward, yet still concealing in some odd, mysterious way that really couldn't be explained. Movements speak to people, and this one seemed to be saying only every other word.
Her gaze never wandered to the sky, a sky is a sky is a sky... she had really stopped the trifling things such as 'star gazing' and the sort, she had other important things to deal with... like taking off her damned jacket. The weather was certainly warmer these days and it was rather rediculous to continue wearing her jacket like she was... but she had her own insecurities about removing the jacket... but that was unimportant so the roleplayer would not delve into such things at this moment.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 26, 2008 21:50:14 GMT -5
Anubis' smile was back, and this time it almost looked real. Flipping his cane on his shoulder, His tall lanky frame made him look like a typical college or high school student. But despite that fact he presented a dignified air even without his usual Armani Suit. It wasnt quite that Anubis purposely looked that way, it was more like a series of subconcious gestures that combined to make him seem honorable. If you combine that way of holding yourself and add the smiling mask that Viktor always wore, what it totalled up to in peoples minds was that he must have power, wealth, and status. The only thing giving away this ruse was his eyes.
Anubis, amiable as ever, told Eithene "Well...Technically Anubis IS my real name. You see my family declared me as legally dead, and if I were to use the name I was born with I would have to go into hiding. I chose the name "Anubis" after I opened my own practice in the city, for reasons that ill tell you when you know me better than I know myself. So im afraid you wont be able to call me anything but that, seeing as how the man I was before is dead." Anubis' eyes shown with amusement as he continued. "However...that man's name WAS Viktor Krieg. May he rest in peace."
Anbuis laughed bitterly at his last comment. "So I told you my secret identity. Whats yours?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 26, 2008 22:36:34 GMT -5
Eithne nodded, "Well, Mr. 'Anubis'..." her tone was in a half mock of good, teasing fun... nothing to purposefully jab at anyone's pride. "...my name is Eithne Marie Byrn..." her tone carried the same tone as her previous dialogue, making one wonder if she was perhaps lying to them... even though she was not lying in the least sense- she told Anubis the truth, but having yourself second guessed could be amusing at times.
Eithne pulled her arms through the sleeves and so they hung at her sides, no limbs occupied the sleeves any more so she wore her jacket like a cloak as she looked towards Anubis. "Do you not have problems on a full moon?" she asked, unsure as to why Anubis wasn't going all wolfy because of the full moon overhead, though she figured if it was anything- it was probably the ring that he wore.
Then again, Eithne was out in the daylight... and she was a vampire- Anubis didn't ask any questions about that... so she half wondered if she was being rude in asking about Anubis' not turning all werewolf at the current moment but oh well, she had already asked.
Eithne gracefully lowered herself to sit on the ground, looking relatively at ease, there really weren't many people around and she found it actually rather odd that she had managed to talk to Anubis so well, he hadn't done anything stupid or made some kind of half-witted comment. Eithne was fond of Anubis, something that didn't happen often, considering people were more likely to end up on her 'to be killed in thier sleep' list, actually... almost everyone she knew had been on the list at one point or another. It looked like either Anubis would completely stay off the list, or he'd royally screw up sooner or later and unredeemably end up towards the top of the list.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 26, 2008 23:59:50 GMT -5
Anubis, pleased that he had finally learned Eithne's name, completely ignored the fact that she had stated it so that he couldnt be entirely sure it was her real name. He had heard or read that most vampires liked to play games like that. Something about being over a hundred and bored. Besides even if she hadnt given him her real name, that was her choice. After all he consistently used an alias. On a side note, he hadnt questioned the whole "Vampire in the sunlight" thing because he had read Bram Stoker's Dracula.
When Eithne asked about the full moon, Anubis instantly looked towards the sky. "Oh yeah...I forgot that it was that time...most lycanthropes I know keep close watch on the calenders for it...but I havnt had to worry about it for some time." Glancing at his ring, which had remained silent for hours, he started to remember his first few weeks as a newborn lycan.
FLASHBACK It had been raining that night over the city of Chicago. The raindrops pounded the ground relentlessly, it was the kind of night that usually led to floods. Despite the rain, the white of the full moon could still be seen overhead. And Viktor Krieg could hear every pound of rain, every footstep on the sidewalk, every traffic jam, and every noise from the tenants that inhabited the apartment. He had locked the door to his apartment, and was in a fetal position on the bed, desparately fighting to retain his human shape. Sweat broke out of every oriface of his skin, and the remains of his armani suit were tearing. No! I cant let this happen! Not again...NEVER AGAIN!
A voice cackled inside of Kriegs head. What a dumbass you are Vik! Look at yourself! Fighting fate so hard...you should just relax and enjoy the show. There is NOTHING you can do about it it anyway. Your WRONG! I can stop this! The man who would later become Anubis suddenly jumped off the bed and ran to the small kitchen area. As he ran, his clothes tore even more as his bones snapped and patches of black fur covered his bare skin. Opening a cabinet as fast as he possibly could, he pulled out a long steak knife. He raised the steak knife to his throat, and hesitated for one second before he stabbed himself in the neck. blood poured from the wound as the half transformed lycan fell to his knees. Choking on blood, Viktor managed to croak out "Finally...finally the nightmare is over...It can all stop."
I was wondering if youd ever have the guts to do it. Shocked Viktor opened his eyes and looked at the wound. Already it was healing at an incredible rate, and the transformation process was continuing on, almost complete. Ive got to admit that youve got some balls, tryin to off yourself to save other people. but, apparently you really didnt want to follow through on your little "emo strategy" otherwise you would have bought a silver knife. "I-it should have worked...I wasnt transformed." Dumbass. you should already know even if you arent completely transformed or even partially changed, you still retain the ability to regenerate from most non-silver inflected wounds. And now your survival instinct is going to be the result of my feast. Nighty-night. "YOU CANT!!!....AAGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
As Viktor's conciousness faded, he heard one last thing. A howl at the moon. Hours later he awoke naked in the same bed, the white sheets were covered in blood and so was he. dazed, he turned around to see the carcass of a naked blonde woman, her body was torn and bloody, she looked like a human rag doll, her eyes blank and staring at nothing. Viktor shuddered in fear, what had he done, he couldnt have done that... could he. The voice, though distant and far away from the feeding it had consumed said That was just the main course...you shoulda seen the appetizers. Oh your disgusted arent you...you should always remember this though...you WANTED this...you and I are the same...I am You, and You are Me. Nothing that you can do will ever change that. Viktor Krieg screamed then, and one might think it could be heard for miles.
End Flashback
Shuddering at the memory, Anubis realized that Eithne could see inside his mind. He looked at her, ashamed at himself.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 27, 2008 0:33:32 GMT -5
Eithne's gaze looked towards Anubis, obviously she had been listening in, her expression was actually one of an intruiged person, not at all thinking less of Anubis for giving in to his lycan needs. "It was only natural... don't be ashamed of it, you've obviously learned from it... and you've improved." Eithne nodded, her silver-gold eyes shimmered in the moonlight that cast it's silvery smooth light over the scene. "A warning to you, though... if I recall correctly- there's a pair of hunters about the grounds, they're looking for a werewolf. I don't know if it's you or someone else- but they've tracked 'im quite some distance. If they're not looking for you specifically, the man should leave you alone, though his apprentice... she's quite the different story." Eithne sounded as if she had some bit of knowlege on the apprentice who was likely to shoot first, and actually not even bother asking questions.
"Just don't want you getting hurt, okay?" she honestly doubted Abraham and Cecelia were here for Anubis.. she actually had a guess as to who it really was... but Anubis wasn't entitled to that information yet. Eithne didn't go run her mouth to people, even though she was being awfully talkative to Anubis. She lay down quietly, as if she were to sleep there on the roof, her eyes still watching the lycan with an interested expression. "Anubis..." a mental sight that could likely be heard by Anubis through the established telepathic link, [/i]"Thanks for not being an idiot, okay?"[/i] she seemed pleased with Anubis' demeanor and actions, and if anyone knew Eithne, her saying someone wasn't an idiot wasn't something to be taken lightly.
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Post by Ouroboros General on Apr 27, 2008 0:56:02 GMT -5
Anubis decided to lay down as well placing his cane between himsef and Eithne, he settled himself down on the ground. Closing his eyes he then thought Not a problem. I pride myself on being a gentleman. Idiocy is simply not an option. turning his head toward Eithne he then thought Thank YOU though, for not being afraid of that. Even Sensei Darkriver who has the same problem as I do...looked at me in horror when I told him what I had done... In fact...I thought noone would ever be able to forgive what I had done.
After that silence ensued for a long time. Both Vampire and Lycanthrope laying down on the roof, stars overhead. It would have lasted longer but then the topaz ring grumbled out Hate to break up this TOUCHING moment...but dont you two even sense whats coming! Something baaaad by the smell of it. And theyre gettin closer. (sorry for shortness)
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