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Date Posted: 10:55:15 12/30/02 Mon
“Oh…. so its you….”
The figure cloaked in a gray and gold stood before him, its face shrouded in the midst of darkness. He smirked, blinking slowly against the light of the candles. Why had he lit them again? He had no need of them…ah well it hardly mattered at this point.
Sighing he kissed Karina’s soft lips and neck gently before he dismissed her from off of his lap. He stood slowly, silk brushing against silk in the soft swishing manner that it always did, and stepped forward into the faint light of the candle. “I was wondering when you would come again…its been awhile….”
Steps of a predator directed him towards the cabinet against the wall, the glittering pieces of crystal hidden behind glass doors drawing his attention. “Would you like a beverage?” he spoke even as he reached up, opening the glass confines of the cabinet and removing two wine glasses. Placing them on the counter he looked back again at the cloaked figures a smile quirking his lips slightly. “I’ve only red wine though…I’m more partial to that color…”
“It will be fine Enzeru…”
He nodded again and poured the beverage…the red liquid thick, the smell heady. It was a good vintage. Turning on his heel he walked towards the cloaked being and offered the glass, a gloved hand accepting it. “Have a seat old friend…and lets get down to business. I assume you’re not here for your health.” He offered the chair and sat down across from the figure, reclining comfortable into the padded chair. Slowly he sipped the wine, letting the tangy taste rest on his tongue…the fumes slip into his sinuses. It was really potent stuff.
“Very well, my friend. My sources tell me that we may have a problem. It seems that the Vampires are on the move once again. I know not what they plan but I do know that you must act…”
“why? I have absolutely no care whatsoever what the Vampires do. As long as they leave us alone the world can go to hell and I wouldn’t mind….”he sipped the wine again, icy blue eyes glinting gently as the began to fade darker…
“Enzeru…I understand what you are saying…though surely you must understand that if you do not act soon, and the living do fall to the pits of hell…what makes you think that they will not attack you next? You who have torn multiple of their covens to shreds…you who has killed a leading demon in Onimaru’s army?!”
“that’s beside the point. They care not for my actions, nor do I care for theirs. Their existence so close to my home annoyed me…so I took care of them. If they decide to attack I will confront them myself…”
“Still. There’s more to it than that. The one the Forgotten call Lashana was captured…and using her seed they have done the unimaginable. They have tainted holy blood!”
“Good riddance! Do you not know that they attacked me? They tried to kill my friends and I simply for what we are! They care not for my motives…these….these Forgotten! In fact…they shun my very existence. If they need help, they ought to find it someplace else.”
“…they are creating an army of which I have only heard legends about. An army that could squash an army of Forbiddion. They grow stronger everyday…and the Forgotten will surely be crushed…This…this Crystin hates them…” the cloaked figure spat the name out like it was venom, a rage slowly rising within it…a rage that seemed to radiate heat off its cloaked body.
Eyes continued to fade, violet orbs glinting dangerously now. He sipped the wine again, indulging the burning sensation of its passage down his throat. Perhaps he should have saved this one to share with Karina…he smiled slightly at the thought before refocusing.
“Listen Friend…I understand what you are saying…but I make no promises. My motives are my own. You of all people should know this…My decision will be made when the time comes…as for now, I am going to return to what I was doing before if you don’t mind…”
“Very well Enzeru, I have done my part.” There was a flash of light…and the figure was gone…the wineglass left on the counter untouched…the liquid still and dark as blood…
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