Fantasy A vampire's masquerade ball (Allows accepting and OPEN)

[FictionalReality]

Anne sighed, laying the stranger on a bench, before grabbing some water from a stream and bathing his cut. She placed his head on her lap, wondering what the full story was. He was clearly a vampire, so the wounds should have healed by now, but it seemed something was blocking the process. She explored his mind slightly, but once again there was a mind block, one that was very strong. She had neither the skill level, nor the energy to get through.


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[DaManofWar]

Draken wasn't very surprised when the man set him. It was time to begin the second act of his performance.


He began growling and hissing, twisting around. He then grabbed the females wrist, summoning his unnatural strength. He then lunged at her with a hiss, showing his fangs. He behaved a wild, untamed manner, like a newly turned vampire. He swung a hand at the girl, to reinforce the impression he was a new vampire.

 

[FictionalReality]

Anne screamed slightly, but grabbed his wrist to try and stop it. She needed to find a way to pin him down, so he didn't hurt anyone, or himself. She attempted to pin his hands onto his chest, and she thought about what to do with his legs. She had rope in her room, and so, giving up on waiting for the other two, she lifted him up with effort, and carried him to her room.


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[Aio]

Oliver came back with Vasilisa only to see Draken's attack begin. Vasilisa stood there and watched, summoning her powers as she released them. A crushing pain would occur in the hand the man swung with. She could tell she was quite older than the man before her, benefiting her but also a downfall if he was a newborn like he was showing. An invisible hand would grab him and throw him off of the girl, it wouldn't hurt him very much, just to defuse the situation. "What on earth are you doing?" Her kind voice was lost in her words as she stared the man down a frown present on her lips.


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[FictionalReality]

Anne smiled weakly at the girl, silently thanking her. She looked over at the newborn, wondering what she will do. She seemed like a rather strong vampire, yet she also reminded her of the girl she had heard in the angry vampire's thoughts at the beginning of the evening.


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[DaManofWar]

Draken was amazed at the power of one of the vampires. A female. However, he let out a mix between a roar and a growl, and charged her. It had been a while since he had done this. His wounds now healed at the proper rate.


The girl who had tried to help would do for his plan. He tackled her, and pinned her down. He roared in her face, and then raised a hand above his head, swinging it downwards. He needed to make them feel sympathy for him. A newborn, unaware of what it was, and what it could do. God, he was a great actor.

 

[FictionalReality]

Anne felt the impact, and cried out. She wished she had the power to do something anything, but she was powerless, and could only watch the hand. She struggled to move her arms to block her face, truly terrified. His face was twisted and angry. She had no strength against newborns. They were much stronger than normal vampires, and she was a weak girl as it was.


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[Aio]

Vasilisa would look at him with no fear in her eyes and meet him only with a frown as an invisible hand would meet the man, pushing him back a far ways. It was clear he had a plan but she wasn't quite sure where he was trying to get at. She was becoming angry which was rare for her s she started walking towards the man with fire in her eyes.


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[DaManofWar]

Draken now turned to the woman who had pushed him away. He snarled at her, then he charged forward. He jumped into the air at her, wanting to do some serious damage to her. He was one for patience and scheming, but this girl just wouldn't give. He also had a plan for when she next sent him away. This time, he would be bringing more then just brawn to his attack.

 

[FictionalReality]

Anne stood up slowly, but managed to grab his arm fast enough to stop him meeting the other girl. From what she could tell, that one had had a hard enough time that night. She began to drag him away, summoning all of her reserves of strength, determined not to let him hurt anyone else.


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[Aio]

Vasilisa narrowed her eyes as he charged her as and invisible force would connect with his side to push him towards the woods and into a tree. She would hope he would give up and let him be but he didn't seem like the type who would. She changed her stance as she felt the rain fall on her face. She felt Oliver behind her but knew full well he wouldn't move unless she told him to do so.


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[DaManofWar]

Draken had shrugged off the girl who had tried to restrain him. However, he was still pushed back be the other woman. When he hit the tree, he stood up, and let out one last snarl before collapsing. He blacked out on purpose this time. It was all part of the plan. He needed to give the impression that he was a newborn.

 

[Aio]

Vasilisa let out a sigh of relief, watching the man collapse. "You were right to get me Oliver." She smiled before looking over to the gilr worriedly. "You alright dear? Did he hurt you?" As she asked she walked over to the man and him up with the help of Oliver. A newborn. She thought. Who on earth let him go at such a young age?


(BE back. I have to go do some grocery shopping.)





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[FictionalReality]

Anne walked over to the blonde, intending to thank her "Thank you for helping me" She smiled slightly "I'm fine, just a little bruised." She rubbed her cheek, which was turning a deep shade of purple and her wrist was mottled in blue. Truth be told, they hurt rather a lot, but She put on a brave face. "What about him? Do you think he'll be alright?" She asked


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[Ms. Sparrow]

Kathrina silently watched the whole scene from a tree near the back of the garden, quiet a shady tree, an old willow tree, and she layed back on a thick branch of the tree, one harm hanging loosely off while she watched the interaction, she wore simple black clothes. A rather seductive, michevious smirk on her face. She had seen many things in life, this was... Unique.

 

[sprouhtt]

The maids up front took Amara's coat and they took Cane front her so that they can give him something to eat seeing that he was really hungry since the maid saw his fangs and eyes. Amara told him that she would come and see him in a little, she wanted to check up on Vasilisa and see how she was doing. @Hartley @Aio

 

[DaManofWar]

Draken just lay still. He was breathing hoarsely, and was out cold. Or so it seemed. Right now, he needed to make them think he was helpless. As he layer there, feeling the rain hit his face, he slowly formulated the next step. The attack had been good. It had made them think he was a newborn. The next phase would be acting helpless. Confused. Hurt. And ashamed. He also decided the girl who had tried to stop him from hurting others would be useful.

 

[FictionalReality]

Anne secretly hoped that he would be OK. As much as he had hurt her, she really couldn't blame for being a newborn. She knelt next to him, cursing silently that her dress was wet. The newborn was getting wet, and for that she felt bad. She lifted his dead weight with extreme difficulty. "I'm going to find a spare room for him." She explained, before heading upstairs. She layed on the bed, in the first empty room she found, sitting on the chair to supervise him until he woke up.


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[Hartley]

Cane nodded to Amara and kissed her before being whisked away for food. Once he got what he needed and was satisfied, he headed towards his room in hope of finding Amara. @sprouhtt

 

[DaManofWar]

Draken lay in the bed, moaning, acting like he was in a bad dream. He suddenly awoke, and sat bolt upright. He was breathing heavily. He looked around the room. There was the girl from earlier. "What? Where am I? What is this place? Who the hell are you?"

 

[Ms. Sparrow]

"Intreasting." Kathrina said as she emerged from the shadows. Suddenly appearing at the doorway. A smirk on her face. She looked at the man on the bed, freaking out or not. He had a act, that is if it was one. He just seemed to... Newbish. Kathrina leaned against the doorway. This just seemed to... Stereotypical. Kathrina shook her head. "Good pick up line there buddy, attack a girl and next thing you know your in a bedroom." She remarked with a michevious smirk. She looked at the girl. "Forgive me for such a interruption. I arrived here earlier today. " she said with a kind voice and smile, although she had a glint in her eyes.

 

[FictionalReality]

Anne stayed calm, remembering her lessons on newborns. They forget where they are, they don't remember being turned. She smiled reassuringly. "You're in Dracula's Castle. I am Anne." She then turned to the girl, smiling at her "Hi, as you just heard, my name's Anne. Who are you?" She asked politely, always glad to meet new people.


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[DaManofWar]

Draken blinked. "Attacked? I did what? What the hell is going on? What happened to me?!?!" Draken, however, noted the glint in her eyes. The newcomer had him interested.


He then got out of bed, and grabbed the other girl by the arms. "Dracula? But he's a myth! What the hell is going on!" Draken then lifted the girl in the air. "TELL ME!"

 

[FictionalReality]

Anne pried his fingers from her arms, noticing that they have left bruises. "You're a vampire now. Someone turned you. I'm also a vampire, as is the girl over there. Almost everyone in this castle is a vampire, save for a precious few and the servants." She pushed him into a chair, forcing him to sit down so she could explain. "You attacked me and two others a while ago, but this is normal for a new vampire. You don't know your own strength yet." She showed him her swelled cheek, and the fingerprint bruises on her wrist as proof.


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[Ms. Sparrow]

"Kathrina Petrova" From the sound of her voice, you could tell she had French in her because of her accent. She made no move as he grabbed Anne. "So strong for a new vampire." She gave him a small michevious smirk. But her face returned to normal quickly afterwards, her lack of trust always thought people were up to something.