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Lord Dorjan
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Date Posted: 20:51:30 06/20/06 Tue
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.. It had been a few months since Dorjan left the mansion in the care of one of his fledglings. Word of this other one's death had traveled slowly, had taken its forsaken time to reach him. But, regardless, he is back now to put what is his back together again - with a vengence.
The front door to the mansion slammed open, the dry dieing sunlight slipping inside. He did not like the sight that first greeted him.
"I would've presumed you two would have had the sense to keep things in order." his voice slipped out like silk, with the fangs of a snake tipped in venom puncturing the fabric. ..
.. dubbed .. Lord Dorjan
.. gendered .. male
.. aged .. believes he’s 300, is a great deal older
.. born .. human, changed vampire
.. creator .. Cale
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[> [> Subject: Angels Will Now Run and Hide For Their Lives
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Author:
Kyan, Koen
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Date Posted: 21:01:26 06/20/06 Tue
Kyan froze, petrified of that voice. He stopped breathing, the hand on top of Koen's head shook with fear. He hadn't the sense now to do anything but freeze, like a deer in the headlights. Well, the deer was about to be road kill.
Koen's reaction was similar. He shrunk down into the couch, attempting to disappear within its old saggy confines. It wouldn't be happening. Not around the Master, anyways.
Ky stood, if a bit wobbily and dropped down to his knees, in front of the vampire. "Master...You've returned..." It was something that Kyan had never thought would happen. Wasn't Dorjan dead by now? Huh? Shouldn't that "mission" of his have killed him? Apparently not.
The shifter on the furniture hadn't moved. It was the shock that paralyzed Koen. He was younger than Ky, and Kyan was in charge him, but the snow leopard feared the consequences that those responsibilities brought. The Master was powerful. Kyan knew that fact well. He knew that no matter what punishment he received, it would hurt like hell. More likely be embarassing, as well.
The older shifter's shoulders shrugged down, expecting a blow, a scolding. Something. He fell easily back into his role as dirt under the Master's feet. Kyan just hoped that Koen would be exempt of punishment. It was, technically, his job to keep everyone in line. "I'm so sorry..." The male shifter didn't even bother with titles. He was in too far as it was.
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[> [> [> Subject: :: Faded Photograph ::
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Author:
Lord Dorjan
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Date Posted: 21:15:51 06/20/06 Tue
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.. As the two cats reacted, Dorjan closed the space between himself and them. He loomed over Kyan, staring down at the snow leopard shifter with a slightly disgusted look on his face.
"You're both pathetic. And here I was thinking that there was something worth salvaging here." A pale hand snaked out and around Kyan's waist, pulling the shifter possessively to Dorjan's waist - but in no way was it a kind, pain-free gesture.
"On your feet, brat." Dorjan hissed to Koen, gaze completely steel and ice, "And explain yourself Kyan." ..
.. dubbed .. Lord Dorjan
.. gendered .. male
.. aged .. believes he’s 300, is a great deal older
.. born .. human, changed vampire
.. creator .. Cale
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[> [> [> [> Subject: Can Angels Have A Second Death?
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Author:
Kyan, Koen
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Date Posted: 09:04:32 06/21/06 Wed
Ky was jerked up towards the Master. He tensed, but knew that the vampire Master wouldn't be pleased, so he tried to relax. His breathing came faster, his pulse raced. The snow leopard shifter was visibly starting to shake now. And there wasn't a thing that he could do to stop himself. Damn nerves.
Koen jerkily rose to his little kitty feet and jumped to the floor. There, he paused, unsure if it was better to shift now and risk punishment, or be punished as a lynx. Well, a human's rib cage protected the vital organs more...so...Koen shifted and sat on his knees in front of the Master and the nervous Ky. His blond head was bowed and still, but his mind raced. What the crap was gonna happen to Ky?
Indeed. What would happen to the shifter? At the Master's words, Ky stumbled over an explanation. "I..uhhh...mmm..." The fear was evident; it stank up the room. But, there was just no way that the shifter could make what he had done sound, in any way, okay to do. "It's all my fault, Master. I did it. I sent away some of the slave. I killed one of them. I don't even remember who. There was money in the hallway floorboards, so I spent roughly $8000 of that. We slept in your bedroom. The pits were closed off. Then, a few days ago, everyone just disappeared. I had nothing to do with it. And Koen has just been here. He doesn't like going into the city. It's all my fault. My fault...I'm sorry...I'm so so sorry..."
Kyan was completely breaking down now. During his confession, the words flew out of his mouth faster and faster until the end. He just cowered in the Master's arms. Koen, still sitting on the floor, had to bite his lip to stop himself from getting up and hugging Ky. The fact that Ky took all the blame angered the younger shifter. Well, what are you going to do Janny? You have an emotionally unstable shifter next to you and a jealous one on the floor. Your move.
[ooc] this could so be a soap opera. ky, the emotionally unstable one, who can't be in a relationship because of his past. koen, the jealous lover, who will go to any lengths to make ky happy. janny, the interference with a lot of power over both of them. now all we need is a camera and a cast.
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[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: :: Shattered Dreams ::
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Author:
Lord Dorjan
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Date Posted: 10:21:42 06/21/06 Wed
((*snicker* You're horrible! but, sure. XP And we do need cameras and lights nows. XP I feel like he's so out of character right now though... -.-' Ah wells. ))
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.. Dorjan's gaze flicked down to Kyan, a brow raising slightly at the intensity of the fear radiating from the shifter. It wasn't uncommon for Kyan to be fearful, but the strength behind it suggested what the leopard's confession confirmed - that they'd been 'entertaining' themselves pretty well since his absence and the death of the overseer.
He never moved his attention from Kyan, even as Koen shifted back into his human form, during the confession. The more the shifter spoke, the harder the gaze of the master of the household grew. There was no mistaking the distaste - even the outright disgust - painted on his features.
As Kyan's pleas trailed off, Dorjan placed an uncomfortably tight grip on his shoulder, and finally just shoved him away. "You disgust me." His lips curled slightly as he spoke towards Kyan, then moved his attention to the other partner in crime.
"Get up." His fangs displayed sharply, a near-silent hiss rising from him again. Dorjan had certainly not returned in a good mood. ..
.. dubbed .. Lord Dorjan
.. gendered .. male
.. aged .. believes he’s 300, is a great deal older
.. born .. human, changed vampire
.. creator .. Cale
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Angels In the Outfield
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Author:
Kyan and Koen
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Date Posted: 11:01:23 06/21/06 Wed
Kyan fell away from the master and looked as if he'd been physically hit. The feeling of dread only increased when the Master directed his attention towards the younger shifter. "Master. P-please, it's my fault this happened. Don't blame Koen for it. I...I must be punished for this." Whatever happened, Koen shouldn't be punished. He'd never seen the Master angry. Nobody ever should.
Ky's sense of danger skyrocketed when the other shifter actually stood. In fact, Koen's did, as well. There was no telling what would happen. Koen was on his feet now. The male shifter looked about 18; his genes made him look years younger than he actually was. His head was still bowed, but his eyes were open now and were wide with fear and just a little of something else-excitement. ((so perhaps he's a vampire junkie...))
Kyan was pleading now, something the Master could-and probably would- hate him for. "Master Dorjan, please. I beg of you..."
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: .. Angel Slayer ..
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Author:
Lord Dorjan
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Date Posted: 14:51:49 06/21/06 Wed
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.. He cast a side-long glance to Kyan, the look on his face just as plainly commanding the other to shut up as if he'd actually spoken the words. "I want a tally of everything you spent money that wasn't yours on sitting on my desk in an hour, and I want you there waiting. And for your sake, I hope it's clean."
He turned his attention from the older shifter then, back to Koen who was now standing as he had asked. He ignored any other sounds from Kyan, his words serving as his dismissal. If the shifter stuck around, however, there could no doubt be something worse waiting for him in the study.
"Tell me what happened, Koen." Dorjan's words trinkled out like raindrops as the master of the household took patient steps towards Koen, cirling around behind the shifter in a predatory manner. From behind Koen he reached out an arm, trailing deceivingly delicate in appearance fingers down the shifter's jaw bone before tracing the throbbing jugular in the throat and finally coming to rest on the collar of the other's shirt. "Tell me everything that happened." ..
.. dubbed .. Lord Dorjan
.. gendered .. male
.. aged .. believes he’s 300, is a great deal older
.. born .. human, changed vampire
.. creator .. Cale
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!
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Author:
Kyan, Koen
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Date Posted: 19:11:03 06/21/06 Wed
Kyan's mind took control of his body, fearing further punishment. He bowed, had the sense to mutter, "As you wish, Master", back away slowly, and high-tail it out of there. He nearly sprinted back to the study, knowing full well that it was a mess. He wouldn't be able to clean all of it, but if he started now, then at least there wouldn't be anything visibly messy.
On the way, the male shifter grabbed a piece of paper and a pen off of a desk in the hallway. Quickly, he scribbled down on the page anything he could think that he had spent money on. "Calvin Klein jeans (17) 39.99 each. Ralph Lauren polo shirts (12) 34.99 each. Heavy-duty scratching post (1) 19.99." And so, he hurried to finish.
Koen, on the other hand, stood silently. The fingers that slid down his jaw line distracted him. It didn't matter what happened to Ky now. What would happen to himself? The younger shifter wasn't as...ermm...'unstable' was Kyan. His head, having been forced to look up, was now level and eyes of a beautiful green looked at the vampire. He paused, his brow furrowed, trying to remember the day that the Master had left. "The day you left, Master, Ky and I had permission to go into the city. We spent the day there, but on our return, the others told us that you had temporarily left and put Curio in charge. ((I don't know what happened, so I'm winging it)) He didn't treat us too badly. In fact, he ignored the slaves most of the time. After a while, we realized that Curio didn't care if we went out or not, so Ky and I went out to the city every few nights. I don't like it there." The last statement was emphasized by a look of disgust. "It smells icky. The food isn't very good, either. But, one day, when we came back, everyone was celebrating because Curio was dead. The Master hadn't returned yet, so we started living on our own schedules. Then, we found some money. The others took some, but I don't know how much. Ky went out shopping and I stayed here. The others left a while ago, but that's about it. There's nothing else to say."
Fearless, this young one was. Fearless or ignorant to the wrath of a vampire.
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: .. Better Run ..
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Author:
Lord Dorjan
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Date Posted: 19:28:41 06/21/06 Wed
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.. He ignored Kyan's flight from the hallway, knowing that the shifter would have to be plenty busy to get things the way they should be before he finished here. But he didn't plan to let this take too long.
He listened to Koen speak with about as much attention as one would give a small child while they were fabricating some story to get out of a chore. When the shifter was done speaking, Dorjan trailed his hand back up the jugular as he formed his own response.
"It seems like you two have been taking advantage of the situation. Would you disagree?" He didn't leave room for Koen to actually answer, moving on to his next point as he continued to play with the other's neck.
"At least it seems that Kyan was the ringleader in all of this, and I do intend to let him know my own conclusion. However, you're not free of this yet, Koen. Do you intend to do this kind of thing again?" One would be stupid to answer one way, and perhaps even stupider to attempt a lie. ..
.. dubbed .. Lord Dorjan
.. gendered .. male
.. aged .. believes he’s 300, is a great deal older
.. born .. human, changed vampire
.. creator .. Cale
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Angels Need to Excersize More
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Author:
Koen
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Date Posted: 19:47:13 06/21/06 Wed
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At the Master's first question, Koen opened his mouth to reply, but shut it and swallowed the lump in his throat.
The hand at his neck distracted him, but not enough to make him reply without thinking. His head bowed, ashamed and somewhat fearful.
"No, Master. Never again will anything like this happen. Not ever..." It hit the shifter then. Like an anvil in a cartoon and the coyote gets flattened.
Master. Vampire. Needs blood. Koen had blood. The easiest way to get blood? The vein in the neck. His pulse raced, probably making it only that much more appealing. His voice caught in his throat. His blond head shot up in surprise.
"Master. I'm sorry for what has happened." Not like that would stop a hungry vampire.
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: .. Chubby Kitty ..
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Author:
Lord Dorjan
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Date Posted: 20:00:33 06/21/06 Wed
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.. The increased pulse of the other male drew Dorjan's attention quickly, and he brought his body that much closer to Koen, trapping the shifter's back to his chest with his other arm.
"I certainly hope that that's truly the case."
The last pleas from Koen were ignored, Dorjan lowering his head down to sink fangs into flesh. The hand that had been on the shifter's neck had trailed higher, tilting the head backwards against his own chest. Had the bite not been drawing blood, had the other arm not been in a stifling embrace, one could have assumed it to be a lover's caress.
Dorjan took careful attention to just how much blood he took from Koen. Enough to leave the shifter dizzy and dazed, enough to solidify that this was a punishment. Long enough for the euphoric acids injected at the bite to wear off and the true pain to sink in. When he was done he removed his fangs, keeping his tongue pressed to the twin marks until the blood clogged the wounds before sealing it with a none-too-kindly kiss.
He stepped away from Koen, releasing him completely. ..
.. dubbed .. Lord Dorjan
.. gendered .. male
.. aged .. believes he’s 300, is a great deal older
.. born .. human, changed vampire
.. creator .. Cale
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Angels Aren't Chubby. Then Again, Can Kitties Be Angels?
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Author:
Koen
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Date Posted: 20:14:19 06/21/06 Wed
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The shifter's first feeling was bliss. So, this is what getting bitten felt like. The second was fear. His limbic system pushed aside the pleasure of the situation and his cerebellum attempted at making sense of this at high speeds. It wasn't happening very well.
The third was pain. Excrutiating pain overcame his body, all originating at his jugular. If the Master hadn't had a hand in place to keep his head in check, Koen would have torn it from the vamp's mouth. That was not acceptable.
Koen closed his bright green eyes. He clenched his jaw, tightened his fists. Anything to stop the pain, to take his mind away from the blood that slipped from the sides of the vampire's mouth.
The young male felt the Master's lips against his neck. He could feel the fangs through the thin membranes of flesh of his lips. And when the Master stepped away, Koen fell forward. The room around him spun, and it didn't stop spinning. He was on his hands and knees now, breath coming fast. A hand darted up to the spot where the Master had fed from.
The young one's eyes were glazed over. He was ignorant no longer. His eyes seeped with fear.
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: .. Cherubs are Angels, and They're Chubby ..
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Author:
Dorjan
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Date Posted: 20:28:38 06/21/06 Wed
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.. He stood where he had been, black eyes closed as he savored the rush of life in his dried out veins. He took the time to lick the blood from around his lips before he followed Koen's descent path, kneeling on the marble floor beside him.
He put an arm over Koen's back, hand splaying out over the shifter's chest. With the shifter secured from running anywhere, Dorjan leaned in so that his mouth was next to the other's ear.
"And I better not have to deal with any misbehavior from you again, boy, or your reward will not be anything so pleasant." He rose quickly, shoving off of Koen's back to gain his height more rapidly and probably making the other eat marble floor.
To add insult to injury, as Dorjan left down the hall for his own study after Kyan, he ground his heel into Koen's right hand. ..
.. dubbed .. Lord Dorjan
.. gendered .. male
.. aged .. believes he’s 300, is a great deal older
.. born .. human, changed vampire
.. creator .. Cale
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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Then Kitty Angels Are Chubby
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Author:
Koen
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Date Posted: 20:41:42 06/21/06 Wed
| | | That voice. Koen would never forget that voice ever again. Now he understood why Ky had been to frightened when the Master had returned. If he was getting off lightly, then what was going to happen to Ky? The pressure on his back flattened him to the floor, and the Master's heel not so accidentally ground into his hand. He felt the bones slide past each other. But, the clicking of the vampire's heels down the hallway made Koen relax. Sitting up, he nursed his tender hand. Cradling it against his chest, Koen did something he hadn't in years. He cried. Tears of frustration, anger, fear, sadness. The came sliding out and down his pale cheeks. His initiation was complete.
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