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] Date Posted: 19:30:30 01/31/07 Wed In reply to: Dorjan, Crux 's message, ".| Hellion |." on 16:35:25 01/31/07 Wed Kavi wasn't any more reassured about what he was doing now than he had been five minutes ago, roaming around the hallways. His voice had disappeared somewhere along with his courage. There had been a time, just a short while ago, when he had stood up to a certain vampire and resisted leaving his home and sanctuary. With three of his caretakers dead or dying, Kavi had been threatened: leave and save the rest of them or die along with them. The prospect of even getting hurt was foreign to the multi-shifter. Standing still for a moment to catch his struggling breath, Kavi felt his skin tingle with the chills as the growl was directed at him. Nodding, just about the only thing he could do, the male stepped forward cautiously, no idea that this...thing was just as dangerous to him, maybe more so, than the vampire in the main entrance. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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Author: Mariam [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:32:14 01/31/07 Wed "Next time - I promise. Especially since I will be coming back for the books. But I didn't actually have a lot of time - Serena's only been dead for four hours..." She paused, to let that sink in. She was dead... possibly the only friend Mariam had was now dead. Something Mariam was rather sore about. All this emphasis on immortality and they still die. She took in a deep breath, "I see. I'm really sorry. It's just... I didn't know what else to do." Were those tears? She couldn't even cry over her own mother's death! "I'm so lost Dorjan, you're the only one who can possibly help me! This isn't a world I belong in. I belong in libraries, not mansions. And I just... need to get sorted over the fact one fo the biggest empires in the world now belongs to me so I can go back to the books..." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux, Dorjan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:42:38 02/01/07 Thu Crux remained where he was, eyes glued to the mutated shifter as he slowly followed the command that was given to him. The male was beginning to think that perhaps the other was dense in the head or something with the pace at which he was going. It was downright ridiculous and trying his patience. "Don't make me repeat myself," he growled out again though the canine vocals didn't interfere with the clear mental message that was sent. The eldest brother was usually more or less mute with this form, but it seemed that either things were straining his patience or he seemed to think that the other needed a sterner prodding. He nodded slowly, making a small noise of agreement in his throat as Mariam got through the first part of her speech. Cale had warned that such was likely to happen, though he'd honestly never really spent much time thinking about it. Serena was, like to his creator, something of a pain that was best left alone or ignored entirely. However, for Mariam's sake, Dorjan didn't show these emotions to her. It seemed that she was a little more lost over this subject. And his thoughts and guesses were just confirmed as she continued to speak. Dorjan, too, took a breath and released it in a sigh that could have at one point in its lifespan been a groan. This was not what he wanted when he had enough to worry about around here, what with Gordon in hiding and that new batch of boys, Kuro in term, Kavi running around like a lunatic. He refrained from rubbing his temple in anguish. That book on his desk was going to sit there for a long while yet it seemed. "Keep the hierarchy of the slaves as it is. If it's worked for Serena for this long then it should work with you. My first and best suggestion for you, overall, is to simply downsize. Divide your responsibilities up amongst the top slaves, create fledglings to do things for you, pay someone at the very least." Fledglings were something that Dorjan and Cale disagreed on. Dorjan didn't tend to fuss over them and Cale did - to the extent that Cale only had one true fledgling, and that was Dorjan. Maybe it had something to do with that - Dorjan knew better than to create another spoiled vampire. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Mariam [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:03:42 02/01/07 Thu Tears left drying on her face, she suddenly resembled her mother in a way that it would probably have driven Cale wild with grief. However, her words were all her own. "You mean... I have to keep it?" Her voice made it apparent this had never occurred to her. She wasn't here to learn how to run the thing, she was here to learn how to get rid of it! She chewed on her button lip, eyes floating greedily around the shelves to clam herself. She took a deep breath. And then another because she didn't know what else to do with herself. She let her mind come back into the ring, and went over Dorjan's statements again. "Okay... I don't want Fledglings. I don't even know if I can make them. I've never had blood except in your candies, and that isn't something I'm planning to change. I might however, be able to rope Terah into some responsibilities, since I can't imagine he has anything better to be doing and is technically freeloading..." She was thinking out loud again, and not thinking about anyone else - obviously. "Serena had a bad habit of her slaves all being incredibly loyal to her. But I don't know what they think of me. As for downsizing, that seems like a pretty daunting task. How exactly do I go about that?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Kavi [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:58:41 02/01/07 Thu At the repatition of the command, Kavi walked forward with a little more speed along with a little yip. Skirting around the canine to the main seating area, he stopped, unsure if he was to head out the door or not. Finally deciding, the shifter gave two small silent bows and went out into the hallway. Maybe the dog would leave him alone and forget that he was ever there! Brilliant! Creeping quietly down the passageway, Kavi knew he wouldn't get far before Crux caught up with him. Damn. ((shall we take it to the pits? they seem a bit dusty)) [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Dorjan, Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:12:28 02/01/07 Thu ((Yessers, we can move Kavi and Crux into the arenas now. ^.^)) Crux's yellow eyes traced the shifter as he went, impatience broiling slightly behind them as he slowly turned his own body to follow behind. He was going to make sure that Kavi didn't get himself into any more trouble, and perhaps satisfy some of his own 'curiosity' in the process. The bit of fear and surprise that had slipped onto him with his quickening pace suggested that maybe he'd be a nice chew toy in the short run of things - though he did look like he'd fall apart rather easily. At least it was better play than simply watching Luc and his new plaything. Crux need not bow to the pair sitting in the library as he exited, canine nose shoved to the carpet as he went after the scent of the other. Things were easier when you didn't have to necessarily think about where you were going, but let the unconscious control actions. It gave his mind the time to wander and check in on his brothers. Dorjan seemed slightly impatient with Mariam's fast-changing mood, and even less pleased with her continual distraction from the situation. At the veyr least, she did 'come back' as much as he could have hoped from and continued along the proper train of thought. It was still like she was little more than a child in an adult body for the vampire and that was something that would take a lot to change in his perspective. Appearance, for Dorjan, meant very little in relation to age. "It's not like you can simply walk away from it all, Mariam. Think about what would happen if you did." He stopped there for a drawn-out moment, hopefully making sure she was doing as he had suggested. No doubt without some form of hierarchy to enforce older rules, it would all deteriorate and rather quickly. Petty arguments would certainly erupt, followed no doubt by mass exodus and eventual collapse. As for those who left - they'd probably be picked off by others looking at the ruins or die on their own. It's not like many could ever subsist outside of the trade once they were properly educated. "However you divide the power is up to you. I just suggest that you do so for your own good." Okay, now that was a little condescending. But it wasn't like she didn't deserve it. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Mariam [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:31:16 02/01/07 Thu Mariam closed her eyes, afraid she was going to cry again. No one would have wanted this task, even someone who knew what they were doing. But Serena didn't leave this to just anyone, she left it to me, Mariam resolved within herself. Surely that meant Serena had seen something that Mariam herself didn't know existed. She wasn't sure how she was going to do this, but she was. She stood, "Right, well, I guess that's as much help as I'm going to get so I'd better leave." She pulled her worn leather schoolbag up onto the couch, slipping in her borrowed treasure and pulling out a manila envelope that was quite thick. "This is a small thank you gift for your time. I hope you like them." She offered the envelope to her uncle. It was eight or nine slave files, slaves she had already thought would do best within his collection. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Dorjan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 07:35:39 02/02/07 Fri Dorjan once more waited through Mariam's wavering thoughts for what she made obvious was her final response. He was surprised, quite honestly, that it had gone so quickly. He had at least expected another barrage of questions from her, and certainly not what it was that she had handed him. He took the envelope that she offered, nodding slightly. "Then it would seem you didn't need my advice to begin with," he quirked an eyebrow as he spoke in regards to the files. As it was, he kept the thing closed for now to do his reading in private. Unlike Mariam, he wasn't rushed in his actions despite his lack of 'free time' - it was a luxury, after all, that he wasn't used to having. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Mariam [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:54:23 02/02/07 Fri She had a hallow laugh about her, a skill learned from bar tending. It's the sort of laugh that humans so easily take for genuine, but doesn't really get her far beyond that. "What advice Dorjan?" There was a coyness in her voice that made it seem as though she perfectly well knew she had gotten advice, and was stating the opposite for the effect. But there wasn't enough of that solidly within her words to leave anyone from guessing. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Dorjan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 11:00:55 02/03/07 Sat The vampire stopped short of rolling his eyes at the younger female. "I see Serena's poisoned your attitudes towards seniority." It was perfectly clear then and there that the patience he had been holding up was purelfy for Mariam's benefit. He had never particularly held anything personally against her - it wasn't like she didn't know what she was doing. It was more that she got on Cale's nerves and drove his creator to the brink at times. "It's time for you to leave," he insisted harshly. He'd never been up for coddling someone, but he was even less willing to extend help to someone that was just going to fling it off into nothingness. It wasn't worth his time, or their time. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Mariam [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 22:02:48 02/04/07 Sun Everything Mariam wanted to say was boiling too fast for it to come out in any logical sense of the form. She knew it had nothing to do with Serena and that was an uncalled for blow, but she also knew she had never forgiven Dorjan for the death of her mother and the following abandonment of Terah, and she wasn't going to play nasty name-calling games were she lets this sort of thing show in unpleasant ways. So she opted for exactly the same tactic she used on drunks at the pub, she smiled and said curtly with a fantastic british accent "it was great to see you again, too." And she walked for the door, ready to leave as soon as possible. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Dorjan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:02:18 02/05/07 Mon
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