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Vanity leaned onto the bar counter, watching him, analyzing him. He could be a complete liar, or he could be one of the most incredible people she's ever met. It's got to go one way or the other. She shifted her golden eyes to her sister who, as always, looked less than impressed. "Got any proof?" Sadie sneered, suddenly jumping in. She leaned over the bar counter, close to the werewolf, the scent made her feel sort of sick, but she stomached it well.
Vanity cleared her through before speaking. "He saved me from that ambush." Vanity told her sister, looking back to the werewolf, too. "I'd say that's proof right there." She slipped off of the stool and laced her fingers daintily behind her back. "I think we should let him try and be of some use, Sadie." she said, looking to her sister again. "I don't think we're in any position to be turning down any sort of help, regardless of race." Sadie wrinkled her nose. She was disgusted by werewolves. Her hate for them was stronger than her sisters. Vanity has always taken a leader role, out of the two, she was the alpha-female. She was faster and stronger than her sister and better trained in combat. She was also more level-headed and logical. If she hadn't watched him slit the throat of a werewolf in the woods, she'd be much more wary of letting him stay here. "Fine." Sadie said, finally, standing up and crossing her arms beneath her breasts. "But I say he has to let one of us feed off of him." She smiled wickedly at the werewolf. "And he must trust us to stop. If we're going to trust him with our lives, he should trust his with us." Sadie suggested, looking back to Vanity sternly. Vanity sighed, making eye contact with the werewolf. "Well, what do you say, Wylvan?" |
"Iv learned in the 500 years iv been on this world never to trust people, but for some odd reason I cant help but feel...Safe around here,also if you want a bit of proof... " Wylvan pulled out a Wasp, then he made Strange humming sounds and clicks, then the wasp went by Sadie and nuzzled agisnt her "theres proof right there"
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Sadie shifted uncomfortably. She didn't appreciate bugs. Her golden eyes looked at her sister with a dull expression. Vanity sighed, disappointed. "We'll consider your help." she said softly as she leaned back against the stool she was previously sitting on, leaving her hands on her lap. Sadie watched the werewolf, her smile was almost jeering at him.
"Sorry," Sadie said with a subtly shrug. "I just don't think a nice bee is a good reason to trust someone with a task as big as this." she explained. Sadie rested her hands on the bar counter. Vanity looked to her sister and back to the werewolf as she nodded. "We hate to be overly cautious, but we have to be right now, you understand." She pushed herself back onto the red, vinyl stool and crossed one leg over the other. |
"im not surprised, truth be told I wouldnt trust you if my life depended on it, but still, i think you both have good intent, and thats really what i live, fight , and will die for to defend,b but thats just my judgement, I dont know if your Cruel conquerers with big ambition or if your just two Viscounts with good intention, So trust me, i wont let my guard down, and I expect youtwo not to let yours down so easily"
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Vanity nodded. "Okay." she said quickly.
"Wait a minute-" Sadie cut in. "He just told us that he wouldn't trust himself." she said, looking at the werewolf. Sadie narrowed her eyes at the wolf. Vanity held her hand up. "Listen, Sadie." she began, turning to her sister. "He's offering to help us. We need help. As leader, it would be foolish of me to turn him away." She looked back to Wylvan and her soft, kissable lips would pull her mouth into a sweet smile. "If anything, you can teach us a lot about fighting and defending ourselves." she told him. "I'm going to be honest with you." she began. "Our goal is not a small one. We want to wipe the werewolves out of Romania, and rule, obviously." she told him. Sadie smiled at the thought. She'd own one side of the mountains and Vanity the other. The power drove her. "...we've made progress." Sadie said as she smiled, thinking of the werewolf heads above the women's thrones. Vanity glanced to Sadie and nodded. "We destroyed the leaders of the werewolf pack." she told him. "We're not bad fighters, not at all, but I think we'd benefit from any training you can offer. I believe there's always room for improvement." |
"Hmm.....I will try a Peaceful Route then, While you two Try fighting, but Still I will teach you the Basics of what I know, for teaching you Everything would take 3 human life times, and Also What I have to Teach you is....Taxing, It could Over Exhaust your Body, but I Believe its like the Pheonix Effect, Your old Self Dies and a New self Rises from the Ashs" He smiled at Vanity, showing Bright white teeth "Its odd, but Trust me, its worth looking into if you have the Time"
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She looked to her sister, shrugging her shoulders. "I vote yes." she told her, cutting her golden eyes at Wylvan before settling her eyes back on her sister. Sadie narrowed her eyes at Vanity as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"You know best..." she huffed, as she disliked not getting her way. "...But!" she exclaimed, "I'm going to be the first one to tell you 'I told you so." she told her before making two drinks like she made earlier. She pulled out the tomato juice and two packets of synthetic blood. By itself, it was thoroughly unappetizing, but mixed into a literal Bloody Mary, it was tolerable, and maybe even tasty. Vanity watched her sister for just a few moments before looking back to Wylvan. "So, where do you want to begin." she inquired. Still she didn't understand why he would help her and Sadie as opposed to the werewolves on the other side of the mountain. Or would he help until the werewolves were the ones that needed hep, and suddenly switch sides. Maybe he's just a catalyst for war. He helps the underdog and then switches sides, to even out the odds and keep the killings coming. She shook her head. You're getting ahead of yourself, she thought. Sadie sauntered back to the table and placed one of the glasses in front of her sister. |
"tonight, you Eat and drink, and when theyre is Niether left, you Rest, for We Start Early Tomarrow.....and you there with the Foul Drinks, I have Blood wine if you want some, its way more Appetizing" He said pulling out a Bottle and placing it on the table "Oh and One thing vanity, Im Only Helping you because You, Right now, are the Weak one, I plan to help both sides until I can End this, but as soon as You no longer need me, I shall leave. I dont wish to sound like Im Trying to keep the killings coming, for it is my Intent to stop them, But if thats what it takes to end the fued permently then so be it"
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Sadie arched her eyebrow at his comment and stared him down for a few moments before drinking her own concoction. She swallowed and looked back at him, sweeter this time. "No thank you." was all she said before Vanity cut in.
"I had thought so." she said expectantly. Now, she knew he was to one day become an enemy. Vanity also declined the drink he offered and reached for her own, made by her kin. "I understand, but how would helping the loosing enemy help?" She asked. "To me, if group A was winning a war against group B, then, suddenly, Group B gets a huge advantage, and as they begin to turn the tides of war, Group A gets an advantage and when Group A is back on top, Group B will get the advantage again, the war could never end." She smirked. "The war just keeps going that way, until the help stops coming, that is." Sadie nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it doesn't make sense. You're not helping to end it at all." She tilted her head to the side and combed the fingers of her free hand through her crimson locks. |
"hmm, thats odd, because I have tried that method with each Nation and I ended the War between them in a Matter of a Year or so, It was never difficult, but I try for Both sides to have equal losses and the land being Equally Tainted by blood then all the blood being focused on one side making it weak" He explained then he went into a Bit of a Trance, but after awhile broke out " Iv just had a feeling.....You two, will either be This Nations Salvation, or its Destruction....I cant tell how to pick either but I just hope you make the Right choics and we are lead to Salvation"
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"Trust me." she said, smiling as she looked at the werewolf. Her eyes softened and wet her pouty, cherry lips. "We are the good guys." she said, motioning Sadie towards the swinging doors. Sadie lept over the bar counter and started towards the door, stopping to look over her shoulder at Vanity who was standing and adjusting her ripped top. The straps that hugged her curved torso were cut and dangled against her pale stomach. Vanity placed her free hand on her bare midriff and took another sip of her cup. "Let's go back into the main room." she offered to Wylvan as she turned to face her sister. Both vampires nodded for him to follow them back into the main sitting room.
Sadie and Vanity exited the door. Vanity stood and held the door for their guest, while Sadie slinked into a single arm chair. It was quite large, with incredibly soft cushions. Sadie loved the way it hugged her petite body. She pulled her knees up to her chest and held her glass with both of her small hands. |
"I'd be Honored to, and Trust me, I know you two are good, otherwise I would Have Murdered you then Your sister at First chance, No joke." He walked into the Living Room and sat down on a Small Comfurter, Removing his Jacket to Reveal a Fancy Shirt With Cuffs on the End, also with a symbol on the Back like this.
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Vanity followed him in and slid onto the over-sized arm of the chair Sadie sat on. She let her strong legs drape over the side as she focused on the werewolf as he spoke.
Vanity smirked, bringing her glass to her soft lips as she made eye contact with Sadie, who smirked back. Vanity nodded as she swallowed her drink. "I see." she said softly. She curled a lock of her sister's red hair around her delicate index finger. "Well, we're both glad to have you on our side... for now, I guess." she said dropping her hands in her lap. She seemed calm, almost serene. Sadie, however, was staring daggers at the werewolf. "So... are you Egyptian?" Sadie asked, focusing on him. Vanity got comfortbale on the arm of the chair. She pulled her thick, dark hair from her neck and over the opposite shoulder before looking at Wylvan, too. |
"Hmm? Well yes, but thats not why I wear the Shirt, the Black Counciel Originated from Egypt, This was the Mark of the Counciel, Its a Symbol of our Origins, it tells of Our Past and how we adapted from the Old ways to the New world, though I can tell you this that None of us were comfurtable of Abandoning the old ways, it was like shifting us from....hmm ...Hot to Cold you could say, not trying to sound wierd"
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Sadie leaned back and just nodded before letting her golden gaze on the fireplace. She rolled her eyes with her face hidden from him and just shook her head. She didn't agree with this, but her sister was, technically, The Boss. She ran the finger tips of her free hand up and down her neck as she pondered to herself and sipped from her glass. Her eyes would cut every now and then to her sister, who was beside her.
Vanity nodded. "Change is good." she told him quite simply. "I really believe that change is important for growth." She settled in her position to place her drink on the floor. |
"Oh im not Saying we didnt manage to change, Im just saying none of us liked it" He noticed for the First time the body of the so called 'boss' here and was Slightly Intrigued "You look about Twenty Miss Vanity....how many years ago were you changed?" he asked, now becoming more Curious about the two Girls he was talking with, though truth be told he sounded slightly like a Perv
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She could feel his eyes on her pale skin, she arched her eyebrow and looked at the werewolf. The vampiress tossed her dark hair from her bare shoulders and tucked it behind her slightly, pointed ears. Her gold hues settled on him and she shrugged her shoulders. "Hundreds of years ago." she smiled and looked at her sister. "You forget to keep count after so long." she said, glancing back at the werewolf. Sadie nodded and rested her head on her sister's bicep. The redhead yawned sweetly and leaned down to place her glass next to her sister's before curling back into Vanity's arm again.
Vanity smiled and looked back to Wylvan. "It seems like so long ago..." she trailed off, drumming her fingertips on her thigh. "How about you, how long have you been wolfy?" she asked, a playful grin on her soft, cherry lips. |
He chuckled lightly, now thinking back at the Time he was changed "hmm.....I believe I was Changed just a Day Before Columbus Sailed to America, it was quiet awhile ago" He said, taking out his wine again, but pouring a glass "Here Miss Vanity You must Try this wine, Its the Best in Europe, I know your Wary to Trust me because of what I am, but I give you my solem Oath as the Leader of the Black Counciel that I have No ill intent"
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She watched him and looked down to her sister as he offered her a drink. She slipped away from her sister's head. Sadie had seem to fallen asleep. She cleared her throat and sauntered towards the werewolf, reaching her soft hand to take the drink from him. "Thank you." she said softly before bringing the glass to her sweet lips and letting the wine slip into her mouth and down her throat.
Sadie stirred as Vanity got up. She groaned in her sleep and pulled her legs up to her chest as she tossed a little. Vanity glanced over her shoulder at Sadie and smiled. "This is very nice," she said softly. "Thank you..." |
"Iv been told that we of the Counciel were Monsters, but what we Really were was Myters....We had to Sacrfise Everything we had to Be in the Counciel, We sacrfised Our needs to Protect and Defend the Balance with had been abled to Create.....But Now Im the only one left, this constent battle has left me feeling old, old and tired, I fought this so long I some times forget Why I fight, but when ever I see blood or here Screams, which is not uncommon, I remember Exactly What I fight to Defend and I know that I wont ever stop fighting until my Job is done"
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She nodded thoughtfully, turning to take a seat next to the werewolf on her couch, sipping the drink he offered her. She crossed one thigh over the other and watched her sleeping sister. "We're the same way." she said softly. "...well... sorta. We're fighting for ourselves, but we can't stop, either." she told Wylvan, looking him over. "This." she said, looking around her home, "We've rebuilt this with our own hands. Everything the lycan's took from us this is all we've been able to get back." Her eyes flashed to her thrown room doors real fast. Currently, they were closed and locked, but the beginning of her new trophy collection was just behind there. It made her feel better about the way she's been wronged so many years ago. "When I look at my sister, I remember what I'm fighting for, too." she told him.
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"Do you find it odd that we have much in common " He said looking at her with fire in his eyes "Yet we are Different By the Fact of Who We are......I am a Counciel men of the Ancheint Balance and a Werewolf, You are A Noble of a Fine House and a Vampire. Dont you find that slightly Ironic but still.....Strange, you could say?" Wylvan asked her, Drinking from his own flask of Blood Wine,
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Vanity smiled and nodded at Wylvan. "It's kind of funny." she said softly. She set her gaze onto her lycan guest. "They do say opposite's attract." she said impishly before bringing the wine glass to her soft, kissable lips. She shrugged her slender, bare shoulders and sighed softly. "Who knows, maybe you're end up taking a liking to us and stay." she suggested deviously before looking back to her sleeping sister. Sadie had woken up not too long ago. She sat with her knees still pulled to her chest. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she was watching her sister with an unpleased stare. "Morning sleepy head." her sister cooed cooly.
Sadie raised her eyebrows as if to ask her sister, really?. "What did I miss?" she asked, tilting her head to the side as she watched her sister and Wylvan expectantly. Her own golden eyes narrowed at the werewolf as she leaned forward on the arm chair to drape her legs over the side and lean forward on her knees, like she was examining him. |
"Nothing, just some friendly Chatter....." My Gaze seems to Drift "Lady Vanity...I remember my customs of my counciel well, we also Know who could be Counciel members that Could Shift the Reality that we live in.....Vanity would you Be Intrested in Joining the Black Counciel" Wylvan Asked, Wondering what her Reaction would be to his Question "If you were to Accept you Would Gain Neutrality Status, which means you are to Be Respected by Both Races, and Also you would be Abled to Devle into Secrets that Us of the Counciel Jealously Protect"
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Sadie watched Wylvan as he spoke to her sister, gritting her fangs. She clenched her knees tight, digging her finger-tips into her flesh. She couldn't believe the nerve he had to ask Vanity that so soon, and in front of her. She turned her gaze onto her sister, waiting for her reply. She wrinkled her nose in waiting. Vanity didn't have to look at Sadie, she could feel the daggers she was staring at her with. Vanity watched the werewolf silently a moment. "That's a very large opportunity." she said softly, looking at her drink, she held it on top of her lap. She sighed. "It's something that I'd need to think about seriously for a long while." she said reasonably. "I'm dedicated to my causes here at the mansion. Having to be neutral would take me out of the war, and leave my only sister on her own." she said, biting her lower lip.
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