1x1 Vampire and Slave Rp

[Paintedsky]

Giving anyone who eyed Tony a bit too warily a good icy glare, Lorel straightened her back and smiled politely back at her father. "Of course," she said, her tone formal.


"Was your outing productive?" Her father asked, eyeing Tony and his bleeding nose, a small smile lining his lips.


"Somewhat," Lorel answered with a nod. "Tony found the humans to be just as against blood slaves as ever, to the point where they're happy to use violence. I found out from the authorities that it's reached the point where it's becoming difficult to manage. Nothing major though, certainly nothing we could not have guessed already."


"The situation is certainly worsening," Lorel's father agreed with a nod. "We've received word from an informant within the human rebel ranks that they have planned an attack on our prisons at the end of tonight, to free their imprisoned kin." Lorel's father spoke calmly, without emotion, but his eyes watched Tony, a definite smile in them. "We have already prepared the counterattack."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony nodded in agreement with Lorel, "They're fine. Just a few get....violent" He muttered, giving up with the handkerchief and instead letting his nose bleed freely. He had always had a problem with that, they had a hard time stopping. He looked at Lorels father and nodded silently, "Their leader....Erik I think, seemed.....uh....determined." He replied

 

[Paintedsky]

"Perhaps we can make it up to you," one of the council members said slyly, leaning forward with a wide, implication-laiden smile on his face, watching Tony and the scent of his blood with great interest.


"Henry," Lorel said in warning, glaring at him until he sunk back in his seat, still watching Tony.


"I've heard of this Erik. He seems to be one of the sources for all the recent disruptions," Lorel's father mused, drumming his fingers on the table. He thought for a moment, before clapping his hands together. "Thank you council, for your council. That's all I shall need today. Henry, Edwards, please remain. The rest of you can leave."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony took a step back when Henry leant forward, and growled at the vampire, wiping away some of the blood that dripped onto his lip, only for the river to continue steadily. He looked at Lorel, and slowly stood, walking out hesitantly

 

[Paintedsky]

Following Tony out, Lorel glanced back at the three who remained in the room, and then leaned over to say discreetly to Tony, "Watch out for him. Henry Lancaster is infamous for targeting the blood slaves of others, and once he takes an interest in someone he rarely lets them go." Exhaling and pulling back her shoulders, she glanced over at his constantly bleeding nose and resisted rolling her eyes and making a comment about how this would never have happened had he listened to her. "Tomorrow, my father has organised to discuss with us what action he wishes to take," she informed him. "Anything he asks you to do, I'd agree to it. We can see if we can twist it in our favour, but refusing him rarely ends up well."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony nodded quietly, in agreement to both the statements. As they left, Tony walked as fast as he could to their room, before bolting himself in the toilet and leaning over the sink, watching his blood swirl down the drain

 

[Paintedsky]

Inspecting her appearance in a mirror hung on the wall, Lorel redid her hair and then called through to Tony in the bathroom, "You alright in there?" She could smell his blood mixing with the water, beginning to get the impression that he had some seriously weird issues with nosebleeds. She'd seen humans have them before, and was sure they normally cleared up in a matter of minutes.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

"Y-Yeah" Tony replied, glad to see the flow finally stopping. He huffed softly, grabbing tissue and pressing it against his nose, watching the remaining red wash down the drain. He sighed, throwing the tissue in the bin before looking at himself in the mirror and rubbing a red smudge from his cheek before exiting

 

[Paintedsky]

Finishing with her hair, Lorel went to perch on the stool before the dresser. She glanced out of the window, the sky gradually lightening; she probably out to retire soon, although she was eager to talk to her father beforehand. "So, who is this Erik?" She asked Tony, looking him over. She couldn't recall him mentioning the man earlier, and was admittedly curious; she'd initially presumed that he'd barely learned anything, but if he already had names, she was interested to know them.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony shrugged, "Apparently the loud rebel." He replied, "It wasn't him who punched me....surprisingly he actually defended me...which is something I suppose" He replied, rubbing his nose. He looked out the window, watching the light

 

[Paintedsky]

"He defended you?" Lorel questioned, her interest caught. Crossing her legs, she leant back, considering for a moment. If they were going to work out what the hell had angered the humans so much, and made her father act so suspiciously, they needed to dig deeper, earn seem trust from some outside sources. "That sounds like you might have an in there. Was he interested in you returning?"

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony looked up at her, "I uh...told them I'd be back with information" He replied, then hurriedly added, "I-I just thought it would be an opportunity to get into their ranks and work out their plans!" He defended himself.

 

[Paintedsky]

"No, no, I agree entirely," Lorel said with a nod of her head. She watched Tony carefully, not speaking for a moment before she smiled, the expression warm. "You're far smarter than I initially gave you credit for. Thank you, by the way, for doing this. And I'm sorry you got punched." She then stood, smoothing down her skirts. "I shall go and consult my father on some information you could trade to them in order to gain their trust, something we can afford to lose. I imagine you're tired, and I too need to sleep soon. I'll see you in the morning." She then went to the door, and glanced back to give him a smile. "Sleep well."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony nodded to her, smiling slightly. A while after she had left he decided to go for a wander down the dark corridors of the building, thinking to himself carefully. He shook his head to himself, and sat down against a wall, closing his eyes

 

[Paintedsky]

Something was wrong.


She could smell it on him, hear it in how his heartbeat quickened with the lie. Why would Tony lie to her? Don't trust humans. Humans are selfish, mindless creatures who plot only to save themselves. Don't trust humans.





And she didn't. She had done, she had trusted him blindly, but now that she knew something was up… first her father, now her blood slave? Who could she trust? And just whose side was she supposed to be on anymore?


Shaking her head, she knew where her loyalties were meant to lie and headed down to her father's chambers in the basement, her steps quick and silent, keeping her ears peeled for the sound of spies. This would have be done with care.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony slowly stood, having decided what he was going to do, and walked along, absently wondering what had happened between Lorels father and the other two vampires that had stayed behind. It seemed odd that he'd single out two vampires out of the whole council

 

[Paintedsky]

Lorel found her father alone at his desk, writing. "Father-" she began, but he cut her off.


"Our informant sent word that Tony has apparently pledged his allegiance to the human rebels, and is intending to spy on us," her father said, with amusement. "Isn't that quaint?"


"I suspected as much," Lorel said, nodding her head. "He claims it's to win their trust, but he has been dishonest about it somehow."


"It's no matter," her father said, dipping his quill in ink. "We can use it all the same. Strike distrust into their ranks, and flush them out, all in one. This human toy of yours is going to prove most useful to us."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tonys hands were shaking as he wandered the halls, eyes darting about. As he passed the kitchen he was asked if he was ok, to which he replied with a shaky nod and walked quickly back to the room, fumbling with the key

 

[Paintedsky]

Lorel wasn't sure how comfortable she was with calling Tony a human toy. Their time together had been brief, but she had liked him, even if she could no longer trust him. He too was merely defending his people, and she respected him for that. But that did not mean she would abandon hers. "You will tell him to inform the rebels that we have an informant," Lorel's father said, setting down his quill and turning in his seat to face her. "He can inform them that that is how we were able to apprehend the attack on the prison. He may inform them that we are torturing the humans for information. And lastly, he may inform that that the prison has a weakness. An old, secret entrance, that is accessible via the sewers. You will not tell him this directly, however. You are to mention it in passing, as if by accident. We will thus test his true loyalties, and should the humans pursue this information," Lorel's father paused to smile. "Well. They shall find that out if they do."

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony hid back in the room, sliding under the bed, breathing hard. What had he done? He'd just divided his loyalties between his kind and theirs

 

[Paintedsky]

"Tomorrow, father," Lorel said with a nod of her head. "And, may I ask: what did you require Henry and the other council member for?"


"That, my dearest one, you shall find out in due course," her father assured her with a small smile. "They had been helping me in an important matter. You shall know of it when you need to. Do you understand?"


"Of course, father," Lorel said, her lips thinning minutely as she bowed her head. "Goodnight, father."


"Goodnight, Lorel. And see that you take care around this human. He is not to be trusted. He is, after all, human. Don't get too close."


"I won't father," Lorel promised, and with that, she left.


(OOC: want to time jump to the next day soon/now?)

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

(Now?)


Tony woke with a groan, still under the bed. He stayed there, blinking upward at the mattress then rolling onto his side, poking his head out to see the sun setting through the window. He groaned, and rolled back under the bed, burying his face in his arms before falling asleep again. He had a bad headache, likely from the nose bleed

 

[Paintedsky]

--- Maaaaagical time skip ---


The next day, Lorel return to her room, knocking lightly before opening the door. "Tony? Did you sleep well?" She inquired, poking her head round before entering, going to admire the evening sky. It was a clear night, the stars on full display. It seemed too beautiful for what she was to do, and for what was to occur all too soon.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony was still under the bed, curled up and staring at the wall, mumbling softly to himself, pupils wide and he whimpered lowly at the noise she made. His hands were shaking, his nose bleeding again. His muscles were tense with stress, his hands buried in his hair

 

[Paintedsky]

For a moment, Lorel had no idea where he human had gotten himself too. Then she caught the sound of his heartbeat, frantic and accelerated, and heard him mumbling. Crouching down, so looked under the bed and spotted him. God, she thought, how can I be being so cruel to someone who already feels so much pain?





Leaning forward, she moved a hand gently to wake him up for he seemed to be in some kind of trace, gently shaking his shoulder. "Tony," she said softly. "Are you okay?"