1x1 Vampire and Slave Rp

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony shook his head, " 'm still sorry" He mumbled, practically asleep. He shuddered at the mention of the car, "V-Vampires.....Slave D-Drivers....." He looked up at her, "I-I hid, b-blind at that point, b-but someone must of s-saved me, c-cuz next thing I knew I w-woke with these" He muttered, gesturing to his eyes

 

[Paintedsky]

Satisfied with her doctored appearance, Lorel turned to face him, leaning against the wooden ledge of the dresser, listening to the way his voice slurred and quietened, something she found intriguing, for she'd never heard it happen to a vampire. Approaching him again with renewed curiosity, she looked him over, taking a moment to recognise the symptoms of exhaustion; kitchen humans were so used to feeding they bounced back remarkably fast. "I wonder what caused it," she mused, leaning against the wooden post of the four-poster bed. There was something rather unsettling about his eyes, but they weren't without their own certain charm. "Do you wish to sleep? I'm not really used to human cycles. The kitchen humans all adapt to us."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony looked up at her, hope in his tired eyes, "C-Can I?" He stuttered unsurely, wondering if this was a test he shook his head quickly, "I-I'm fine miss" He mumbled. He didn't even know her name, and she didn't know his as far as he was aware, and as he thought this his eyes began to droop tiredly

 

[Paintedsky]

Snorting, Lorel couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Miss? Where was that attitude back when my father was grilling you and your people?" She didn't expect an answer, shaking her head in exasperation anyway. "Course you can. You're no use to me if you're weak anyway," she said stiffly, momentarily concerned she was going across as too... well, nice. It was always a cause for concern when you worried about being too nice, but that was what was expected of her, so she intended to uphold it. "I'm Lorel by the way, although you may wish to call me Miss Nightingale around my father. He's very particularly about formalities at times." Looking about the room, she exhaled. "You can sleep here. I need to go sort some things out with him anyway. I'll lock the door, as a warning, both for your safety and because, well," she paused and gave him a true malicious vampire smile, "wouldn't want you running off into the night now, would we?"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony nodded, "T-The attitude? W-Was more o-of a s-show..." He mumbled, but nodded anyway, "I-I'm Tony." He said softly, watching her with golden eyes. He curled up on the bed he was already settled on, and closed his eyes, listening as she talked about leaving. He waited for her to leave before he fell asleep

 

[Paintedsky]

Smiling to herself about the attitude comment, Lorel dimmed the lights. "Night Tony," she said quietly, closing the door behind her as she exited and locking the room with the key hung around her neck. The odd moment of serene tranquillity ended then, however, as she thought of her mother and her comments, and what she'd seen in her fathers eyes... Before she faced either of them, she had a certain group of human rebels to go check on.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony was asleep, and stayed asleep for quiet a while, snoring softly into the bed.


(So...we skippin?)

 

[Paintedsky]

~Time Warp: The next day, sunset~



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Down below in the crypt that was built beneath the castle, going lower even than the dungeons, the noblemen and noble ladies of the vampire persuasion were contained within the coffins stored there. Positioned by the entrances were the trained guard dogs, which were more wolves than pups, but they lay asleep on the stone slabs, used to undisturbed days as few were foolish enough to try and attack a vampire colony this large and powerful.


Upstairs in Lorel's room, the light from the setting sun split between the curtains, and lying on the bedside beside the sleeping Tony was a note, written in an old-fashioned, elegant black hand. It read:


'Tony,


If you awaken before we do, try to keep out of trouble. There's a spare key in the vanity set's drawer, should you like to familiarise yourself with the castle. I would advise against trying to escape; my father is very proud of our ability to track humans, and your scent is currently smothered across my pillow. Food is available in the kitchens on the ground floor.


Lorel'

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony's eyes flickered open and he immediately sat up, trying to work out where he was. After a few minutes he had his bearings and remembered, and groaned again. He spied the letter as he sat up, and quickly read it. He grinned to himself, finding the key and unlocking the door after adding a small note to the letter:


'Gone to explore. If I'm not back it means I'm lost, not escaping


Tony'





It was written in his messy scrawl, but he headed for the kitchens silently, poking his head in the doorway

 

[Paintedsky]

Most kitchen humans kept the same hours as vampires, in order to be available for their masters and mistresses, but a few pulled day shifts to keep the castle in working order during daylight hours, and to prepare the coming evening. Four or so were milling about the kitchen, preparing the first human meal. The kitchen smelt delicious as a result; the one thing vampires never cut corners on was sufficiently feeding their humans. What with so much of their nutrients being drained by the vampires, humans in the castle were fed lavishly and in plentiful amounts. Not only was it the only practical way of ensuring their continued health, but it also positively impacted the palette of their blood.


The back door in the kitchen had been left open, a dog napping beside it lazily in the setting sun. The door lay open to the gardens, consisting of an acre or so of endless grass. No fence bordered the grounds, only a low-rising stone wall, easily vaulted over. The potential temptation was obvious, yet none of the kitchen humans paid it the slightest bit of mind.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony grinned, and stealthily snuck in, stole a carrot, and snuck back out. He grinned to himself, being a rebel had its perks, having to steal and thus being silent on his feet being one of them. He munched on the carrot as he explored, eventually coming across a guarded door. He watched the sleeping dogs curiously, having finished his carrot a few minutes ago

 

[Paintedsky]

One of the dogs by the door opened an eye, raising its head and sniffing at the hem of Tony's trousers curiously. Catching the scent of Lorel on him, however, it returned to its napping position, satisfied that this human was not an intruder. The kitchen humans often frequented the crypt to set out fresh clothes for their masters, so it was not uncommon for marked humans to enter the crypt.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony watched the hound with fascination, and then warily opened the crypt door. He glanced about, raising his eyebrows at the amount of coffins inside as his eyes adjusted to the lighting. He wandered up to one, the biggest and richest looking one and tapped it, not realising that it was his mistresses father inside

 

[Paintedsky]

Lorel's father was not used to being disturbed from his vampiric slumber, and he was also not so old that he could be snuck up on. The second the noise reverberated on the top of his coffin, he was out of it, pouncing on his attacker and going for the jugular, on automatic as he functioned through the steps of his training from centuries ago, having had more than enough experience to hold onto.


Meanwhile the neighbouring vampires were awoken by the sound of the commotion, and Lorel was the first to recognise the scent of Tony present in the room. Resisting the urge to kill him for being such a moron, she too was out of her coffin in seconds, catching her father by the shoulders just as he knocked Tony to the ground and dove for his throat.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tonys eyes widened as he was pushed to the floor, head making contact with the rock and making him dazed. He lay still, staring up at Lorel and her father with a frightened expression. He looked at the vampire on top of him and flinched, tilting his head to bare it to the father of Lorel, as if to say sorry and making it easy for him to punish Tony

 

[Paintedsky]

Instead of shredding Tony to pieces, Lorel's father straightened, and then turned the full force of his early-awakening anger on her. "What the hell do you think your doing, letting this human wander the halls?" He yelled at her, his voice shaking the crypt. "I taught you to break him in, not indulge him." He took a step closer to her, and she held her ground, knowing he'd only be further angered if she backed away. "Get your human under control, daughter of mine, or I shall have him killed, and you starved. Are we understood?"


"Yes father," Lorel said quietly, keeping her eyes down on the floor, her head bowed respectfully. Around them, the residing vampires were whispering amongst themselves, and her mother was stood with her arms crossed, her expression livid.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony quietly stood, but kept his head bowed in a submissive pose, not wanting to anger him further. She felt sorry for Lorel, but then she had said he could wander, and she hadn't warned him about the crypt. His hands were shaking in fear, and his eyes flickered to Lorels Mother, catching her eyes for a second before quickly looking down, hoping she hadn't noticed the half hearted glare

 

[Paintedsky]

"Good," Lorel's father said stiffly, rolling his shoulders back. "You are dismissed. Deal with the human suitably."


Catching Tony by the wrist, quite literally dragging him out of the crypt, Lorel marched back in the direction of her day room, the sun having just set, allowing her to move through the halls without burning to a crisp. She considered shouting at Tony for a moment. Couldn't he have worked out that maybe, in a castle full of sleeping vampires, screwing around with a crypt full of coffins wasn't the brightest of ideas? Yet at the same time she felt guilty for forgetting to warn him, too caught up in the idea of ensuring he didn't escape, of protecting both herself and him.


Thus, she stayed silent, keeping up her steady march until they were on the upper floor, stood within a corridor, where she slowed. Exhaling slowly, she turned to face him, careful to keep her features calm and composed. "Have you had something to eat?" She asked, pretending the last few minutes had simply never happened, for the moment.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony made a small noise of protest as he was dragged, and had the feeling Lorel was angry. Sure, he had known that there were coffins, but he didn't know anyone was inside them. He huffed, his hands shaking in her hold, and he looked at her as she asked him something that bewildered him, "A c-carrot...." He mumbled, not looking at her and aiming his gaze to the floor

 

[Paintedsky]

Snorting, Lorel gave him a rather patronising eyebrow raise expression. "I may not know much about humans, but even I know that is insufficient. You've just been fed from; your blood sugar levels will be low, and if you don't fix that soon you're going to shrivel up and pass out. Come." She dropped his wrist this time, and resumed walking, this time in the direction of the kitchens, checking him back over the shoulder. It took her about a minute or so to decide on what to say. "I apologise for not warning you beforehand about... our sleeping arrangements. It never occurred to me that you would have the luck to find us so quickly and easily."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony looked at the floor as she said this, and followed her, trying to keep up with her as she walked. He absently wondered if any of the cooks had noticed him steal a carrot, and smiled slightly to himself. When she apologised he looked up and shook his head, "Its not your fault." He said softly, "I just...have a strong sense of curiosity" He continued

 

[Paintedsky]

Half laughing, although it was out of dark humour, Lorel glanced back at him. "Strong sense of humour my ass. You, Tony the human, just have a knack for trouble. The death-by-vampire inducing kind." Reaching the kitchen doors, she marched in, several of the humans - of whom there were now more, to feed the awakened vampires - bowed and curtseyed, but she dismissed them with a small shake of the head. "This is Tony, my new blood slave," she said, introducing the human behind her. "Please make sure he is properly fed."


"Ah yes, the carrot stealer," A woman in her early thirties, with ginger hair tied back in a bun, said, brandishing a soup-coated spoon in Tony's direction. She then pointed at the wooden table that lay in the middle of the kitchen, littered with ingredients and pans. "Sit, and we'll find you something you don't have to pinch."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony rolled his eyes, watching as they bowed and curtseyed to his master. He lowered his head as he was introduced and, when the woman spoke up he chuckled, "It was the closest thing to the door!" He protested to her, grinning all the while. He was glad to have some human companionship now. He nodded, and wandered over to the table, settling and looking at his master, tilting his head curiously

 

[Paintedsky]

"Honestly, didn't your parents ever feed you?" The ginger haired woman said with a sigh, looking Tony over.


"He was the rebel leader," Lorel supplied, hovering beside the table, eyeing the human food with distaste.


"Oh I am well aware," the woman said, narrowing her eyes at tony. "You cause any trouble in my kitchen and I'll feed you to the dogs, understood? Otherwise, I'm sure we'll get along just fine." She drew up before him and served a steaming bowl before him, setting a spoon in the thick liquid. "I'm Claire; ask for me anytime and I'll make sure you're cared for, so long as you keep yourself in check. Now eat up."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony flinched at the parents comment, golden eyes looking down as he shrugged. He looked up at her, "I won't cause trouble! Honest!" He argued softly, giving Claire a shy smile. He nervously began to eat, then seemed to brighten and continued, clearly enjoying his meal