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Vincent stood out the front of Marrock's door for several minutes after knocking.
"HEY LOSER! YOU AWAKE?" he called out, placing his head against the door he heard nothing. "well your no fun!" he stuck his tongue out at the door before moving away.
Walking back down stairs slowly he stretched his arms out wide
"What's with all the bloody noise down here?" he almost yelled. he glared over at the hybrid from across the room.
"god i have a head ache!"
Vincent began to mope around like a small child, he almost looked like he was gonna cry.
He realised a random slave and grabbed it by it's shirt. "well hello there, care to be my dinner?" he asked not letting it say a work he dug his fangs deep into it's neck and drank deep.

((someone can be the slave if they like.... just putting it out there lolz))

The sound of clacking heels could be heard as a new master entered the room of cages for the slaves. A woman wearing a black cloak, covering long brown hair and leather outfit, could be seen as she got closer to doorway. She lifted her head and the hood fell to her shoulders. Her eyes stayed closed as she walked to the center of the room. As her blue eyes opened quickly, the mystery woman teleported over to the first worker she saw.

"Would you mind telling Vincent and Lexera an old friend is back?" Sikura said with a warm but icy tone.

Her eyes closed as she finished speaking and walked over to see what all the noise was about. Sikura saw the vampire mistress at the hands of a deranged pet.

Vaynel woke from his nap still tired but better than before. He stood and wondered where his master was. He wished to bath but need her permission to do so first. He would also require new clothing as he shred his last night during the transformation. He stunk of blood and sweat. . .and dog. He stood in the window and basked in the sunlight while he was alone. The warmth felt good on his skin.

((screw it I don' t think I'm gonna fall asleep. sorry for so short. Just gonna play V right now, ))

((Welcome Death!!!

... Is it sad that I am enjoying the commotion Nuvy is able to make? O.o;; ))

((yeah! another player!! :3))

The caged girl had clearly lost control, but so then did Adia. She leaped backwards, when the girl threw herself so mercilessly against the cage. Trembling, Adia was thankful that she hadn't somehow crashed the lock open. Adia wanted to at least appear in control. Leaping backwards from a slave did not, she was certain of this, help her reputation. But the slave was not any slave. It was the infamous Nuvy. None of the others had eyes that shone so wickedly, nor did they have their taut faces shoved against the cage to sneer at her. When the slender arm shot forth, the clawing hand scratched the pale skin on Adia's arm.
She hardly noticed the stinging of the scrape, though.
This slave had threatened to kill her. . . No. Not just kill her, slaughter her. As the slave girl mentioned that she'd be bathed in Adia's blood before dying, Adia's mind flashed the sticky and wet disaster of her kitchen. Quaking now, Adia held her head with both hands. Her heart begged, pleaded with herself to shamelessly crawl back to her room and hide under the bed. She could wake Vaynel and have him deal with the girl, despite his weakened state. . .
"How selfish can you be?" she rebuked herself. Perhaps then, she could curl under her bed and leave the slave girl and Vaynel alone completely? She felt less guilty at that thought. Yes, Adia could stay in her room from now on . . . Desperately she wanted to be gone from that spot in the viewing room.
The memories of her cook's body, though, and the blood on her hands and lips aroused the only true fierceness that Adia knew to exist in her being. Of course, she wasn't ready, yet, to accept this strength, but in a way, it stepped forward to protect her. She lost the reigns.
Starved and tormented, the pale vampire lifted her head. Ignoring her own teary eyes, she growled softly, "If only you knew what I could do to little ol' you." Her fangs showed themselves plainly, bright and white. Despite herself, Adia began to think of what the girl's blood tasted like.

((OMG mwah!!! LOVED your post. Beautiful!))

She was glad that she had managed to scratch the mistress's arm as she had backed away. This was what she wanted from her. "Yes. FEAR me." Her brain hollered the thought as she growled again at her. She watched in rage threaded glee as the woman grabbed at her head, seeing that she was in a type of mental agony. She knew that two other masters had approached, one had spoken to her about a head ache the other she wasn't sure if she had said anything to her directly yet. She was just having too much fun and wanted so much to be let out of her confines, her chains jingled angrily as she strained against them.

The moment turned as the vampire revealed itself to her, Nuvy hearing the returned icy threat the pale beauty made. Laughter began, slow and deep it came out of her sounding like a maniac as she laughed back in her face. The sound coming from her momentarily frightened Nuvy not believing the laughter with hints of nervousness was really coming from her.
Quieting herself more now her body still shaking, she brought the hand she used to scratch the mistress to her mouth. Licking the one nail she managed to catch her on, it wasn't really anything but it was enough to emphasize her point. "I've tasted you now. Now we're bonded you and I." She meant for her only, Nuvy had a code in blood when it came to others. Clearly she was beginning to lose more of her mind in this state, not thinking about the repercussions as a slave that she would see sooner then later...

((Thanks all.))
Sikura looked over at the stand off between the two. The wicked Nuvy was spread to her through out the reports Vincent sent to her when she was exploring the world for fresh slavds. Her eyes closed as she teleported over to side of the new vampire master in the castle.

"Adia, go get your Were and Lexera. Nuvy, you need to calm down. You are in no postion to be disrespectful to one in a station above you."

She pulled at spear-like staff from her cloak. It glowed with a light blue aura as Sikura's eyes grew from closed to slits. Her powers were limited but not her strength in a fight.

((Gah, your post popped up after I posted mine, like right after. After mwah I will make a response to your character from Nuvy if that is cool?))

Vincent raised his head blood dripping from his chin, she slave he head in his hands lay limp. "my bad i went alittle over board." shortly after he was approached by a worker.
"my Lord a Master is asking for you near the entrance, what would you like me to tell her?"
Vincent frowned, not very often was he called option in the day light hours, sighing he waved the worker away. "i'll do it, i'll do it, get back to work, you still have a room to clean right?" glaring at the worker as it ran off he couldn't help but laugh. "silly little creatures why are they scared of me."
he began to skip his way to the front of the viewing room.

Lexera had laid the girls dead body in and empty grave and started shoveling the dirt back in the hole. It didn't take her long as she used her powers to help, she pretty much didn't even need to get her hands dirty. she placed a small stone onto of the grave once she had finished before going back into the castle to fetch the cowgirl.
"So much death, why is my life surrounded by so much death." she muttered to herself as she walked rather slowly through the viewing area.

((That's fine. You have priority.))

((@Dreizehn: aw, you make me blush. :3
@ Vexous: LOL @ vincent skipping
@everyone: I'm heading to bed now. I have work and school and blaaaaaah))

Adia tensed. Every bit of her now fully attentive to the hunger and rage within her. Just as she was about to reach in or break the cage open to feast upon the bat winged girl ("I can pay for her later," she thought), a new master called her. Something about just hearing her name was soothing enough in that moment. She was Adia, and she had responsibilities. While she wasn't keen on being ordered about, the woman had a point.
With one last glare to the slave girl, she nodded to the new master. Vaynel may be awake now, and he may need tending to. The feeling of being herself came upon her fully now as she thought of being helpful rather than destructive. Head down, she walked slowly to her living quarters.

((kk that's cool, I should try to sleep anywho))

((@Vexous: Again, with Vincent's skipping. XD
@mwah: Well I was being truthful. n.n Night! Have a good day at work and school!
@Death: I look forward to RPing with you.))


"What's this?! She retreats?!" Mind raging as the mistress who seemed so apt to want to attack her now completely changed her tune and simply just left. Confusion bubbled around inside of Nuvy's head as she tried to understand what in the world had just happened. The new mistress's words reaching her brain now. Her eyes turned this new one, the pupils expanding back to their normal size.

"I'm calm." She simply said before letting go of the bars and sitting back down on her cage floor. She wanted to spend more time with that other mistress, find out what she was really about. It was interesting that Nuvy had been able to trigger her anger causing her to show her what she truly was briefly. This intrigued her indeed.

((Same to you, Drei.))
Sikura still held onto her staff as she watched Adia leave. But her main focus was still on the slave. The strictness of Sikura's body remained the same as her eyes went back to Nuvy. The look in Sikura's eyes said her true feelings, disgust and wrath. Two emotions rarely shown anyway else.

"Nuvy, do you have any idea the punishment for mistreating a master here? It is rare for second offenders to be in this castle. Or alive for any matter. And to do it in the presence of another master. Changes your status in the eyes of any master. I do not forgive those who breaks the rules of status."

Her staff was tipped towards Nuvy as she stepped closer by two strides. Sikura felt the urge to bet this slave but she seemed calm so she would wait till Vincent arrived to react. Otherwise, she would be no better than the wicked Nuvy.

Vincent over heard the last part of the conversation and couldn't help but but in. "you of all people Calm!? please." rolling his eyes he sat himself down next to the cage figuring it was a good stop. looking around he judged the lighting before pulling out a small game boy. Starting to play it it made all sorts of shooting and action sounds.
Vincent didn't pay much attention to the Master that was there he just waved and kept playing.

((he's a little spaced out, it's his bed time after all XD))

Her eyes still remained on that of the mistress with the staff as she listened to her reprimand her. She knew she deserved it and by the tone and looks of this one she was going to have a severe punishment from the mistress. She contemplated her words carefully, going over what had been said over in her mind a few times before deciding to respond to her.
"How much lower can my status go then? I suppose I'm not of any worth at all to you then mistress. So please then... Do move along to the next cages since I am but scum to you."

She heard the master Vincent snort at her about being calm. Her attention not wavering from the mistress now her eyes flickered over the staff. She simply repeated to him, "I am calm." And fell silent.

Her eyes closed as she looked at Vincent and raised an eyebrow. Sikura held her staff and gave her cape to a worker. This was one sure sign Sikura was getting ready for a fight.

"Vincent, could you really have been so careless as to forget about our history? Nevermind. Knowing you it would be yes. Then let me refresh it. Our history goes back to the night I almost seduced you. And you rewarded me with an invitation to this manor. Ring a bell?"

She closed her eyes as her attention was reverted back to the misbehaving slave. Sikura stepped closer to the cage and looked the creature in the eyes. Her lips curved into a slight smile as she heard the slave's logic.

"You insult scum by placing it in the same catergory as you. I think of you as a bacteria with no vaccine, no prevention, and no cure."

ugh, she felt her head ache... Hearing people talk, she wanted to bring her hand to her forehead, but couldnt, cold metal things were against her moving... 'examining room' ... and what is that? really what are they planning on doing... She felt a few men tugging her arm... her legs felt like some sort of elastic gooey, not wanting to cooperate thats for sure. Even though she did feel she walked with them... soon enough her hands were free, and the first thing she did was grab her forehead
'gawd, if headaches could kill' Dia sauddenly felt a collar, odd... She cant remember ever having gotten a collar? And being so dizzy either... Soon enough her hands were cuffed again, and just when her hands had soothed her headache... She closed her eyes for a while, and the next moment she was in a cage.... she couldnt move her body an inch...
'what the hell is this?' she muttered....

((sorry to do this but i gotta goes :( ))

(( o-o just a quick question diamondt, if you can create portals how do you stay enslaved? I ask this sort of question to a lot of slaves, lol ))

((Awe, Vexous....))

((thats where the 'cant move an inch part' comes in, for something like a portal, she does need to be able to move a few centimeters, and her guards knew that, so shes cuffed pretty tight x.x))

((That's what I'm saying, is if you're going to useful as a slave you cant be cuffed up tight all the time, you gotta move. So when that happens you can just escape cant you? ))

((Aw, well night Vex! See you later then!))

She watched closely as the mistress seemed to almost reprimand Vincent about their history. She glanced at Vincent in question not believing that this mistress would want to attempt such a person. He seemed so childish and an arrogant flirt in her eyes. She decided that the mistress had good reasons for wanting to do so and left it at that through her own logic. Her face returned back to its calm facade before she was to get any other punishments. Perhaps she'd be beaten to death. "Death might not be so bad." She pondered before the mistress addressed her once again.

"Hmmm... 'Bacteria'. You make me seem invincible mistress. I thank you for this compliment." Her own lips mimicking this woman's expression. "You are most too kind."

((hmmm x.x goood question o.o >.< gotta think on that one for a while... =.= oh well.... one moment o.o lets just say i cant move people, only objects :angel: else it would be quite overdone anyway~))