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Pour Sucer le Sang
(open to any SERIOUS people: vampire RP)
Paris, France 1876
Calm. One word you would hear all across Paris when it was night; though it definately was not calm. Paris at night alone was full of lights, music, and laughter. There was never, in any house, a quiet evening. Always was a large party or ball, mostly held with the rich and luxourious. Perfect scenes of lavish dresses and decoration in a marvolously grand home, full of people and music. Of course, this is where our story takes place...
It was a large mansion in the outskirts of the city. Far enough away that you could see the lights and hear faint sounds of melodies traveling in the air. A young man, looking to be in his middle twenties, sat on his chestnut coloured horse, galloping to the entrance of the mansion. As he came to it, he noticed the fine marble walls towering high into the air. Tracing the walls upward he noticed a small, ebony railing and balcony. His eyes lingered on it momentarily, before reaching a man who offered to take his horse to the stables. He dismounted quickly and gave a nod of his head. As he began to walk to the door, he pulled lightly on his velvet, blue jacket to get small wrinkle out of it. His straight black pants hugged his legs tightly as he moved his legs. He put his hand through him long black hair, smoothing and untangling it. He chuckled, causing his pale gray eyes to twinkle. He was ready to walk into the party. The party of the lord of this mansion.
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"You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm. "--Colette
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His eyes growing darker as his shodow lay upon the front steps, passing by a drunk young woman who was being closely followed by a young man. He chuckled as he made his was through the grand Oak doors admiring thier rich color for a moment befor seeing a familiar face "AH it has been far too long old friend." His cold grey eyes looking this handsome figure up and down. His soft blong hair resting in curls upon his shoulders and his piercing eyes of blue-ish violet seemed to impress the crowd around them. "yes Damian it has been too long...we need time to catch up with echother" "we should find i quieter place christoph" Christoph smiled lightly and lead damian outside...Christophs eyes had changed so much and he looks so pale.. damian thought as they sat alone on the hard metal bench..it's ivy design so detailed and beautiful..set well with the setting of the lush Ivy garden...all of a sudden there was a small breeze, Christoph smells the Air, looking at you for a moment "Something wicked is in the air tonight" he says then VANISHES..with out uttering a single word.
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Damian's gray eyes widened. He stood up quickly, his black hair swishing around.
"Demon! Devil! What have you done with my, Christopher!" Damian stood, breath heavy and hard to catch. Fear crept into his body, giving him a numb feeling. He would not stand for it though. He ran as fast as he could to the mansion. As he got there, he slowed down and caught his breath. He quickly smoothed back his hair, keeping his regal appearance. He would enjoy the party, and knew that he must also be careful. Paris was full of devils, that he knew.
Upon coming into the mansion, he saw that the musicians had begun a song that made the fear of demons and devils melt from his body. He looked around for a partner to dance with. He needed a fine looking young woman, a girl even. Upon searching, he came across a girl, seventeen or eighteen, standing with a rather bored look on her face. Her eyes were a pale green, looking like they could almost turn white, her hair was a light brown, gleaming almost as it stood atop her head in a bun of curls. Her skin was white, almost too white, which made him think of the powder make ups women used. Her dress... Oh! How wonderfully beautiful and elegant was it on her body! Dark silk and satan of greens, purples, and golds wrapped around her. Her neck exposed fully to show it's tenderness. Tempting to go up to her and attack it was his mouth in kisses. But no, he must dance with her now.
Damian walked up to her slowly, keeping a tall stride to make his pride glow. Her eyes turned to him and stayed with him. Obviously looking him up and down, apparently pleased at what she saw. "M'lady, would you be so kind as to dance with me?" His voice was strong and low.
"Why, kind sir, of course. I would love to dance with you, but..." She paused for a moment and looked out the window. "Doesn't the moon seem grand tonight? I would love to go walk out and see it's shine from the outside." She turned her eyes to him again, a seductive twinkle shining. "Would you be so kind as to take me out? For I'm dreadfully afraid of being alone outside at night." Her voice was frail and light. Innocence pouring from her lips, but the gleam of a tiger in her eyes. He couldn't resist.
Together, they slowly walked outside, walking to the benches with the ivy design in the garden. His heart began to suddenly pick up pace. Christopher was here. The devils and demons. And now he has taken this fair girl straight out to where they were! He must protect her, as a man should do. They sat down on the benches. He stared at her, and she stared at the moon. Suddenly, he got a better look at her. He noticed that she was very pale and white. Not just on her neck and shoulders, but her hands were too. It could not be powder, for no woman would make such a mistake as to leave powder on her hand. His eyes stopped on her neck. Little blue lines that seemed empty of everything but colour were there. He was shocked and suddenly scared.
She turned to him, her eyes cold. The moon behind her made his fear rise. He felt his pulse quicken. It was then he noticed she wasn't staring at his face. Her eyes were caught at his neck, staring fixtatedly at his veins. He then knew he had made a drastic mistake. He had just agreed to come out with a devil!
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Damian stood and stared into her eyes transfixed by how inviting they were, making every fiber of his being understand that he could not get to close, for they were alone and he had a strong suspition that she was the reason for Christophs disapearance. His Breath Shaky as she stood also stepping closer "Kind sir may i have your name" her voice swimming through his head intoxicating him slowly like a rich poison, he took a few steps back "i will not you Demon of the Night, seducting the innocent, and corrupting thier thoughts!!" her smile shortend as her expression saddend softly, Damian watched her movements careful not to miss anything..but softening to her small breaths...wondering where Christoph could be and if he's alright..looking into her eyes still..so beautiful, radiant and so cold like ice making him shiver slightly as she stepped closer still placing a hand upon his cheek, to him it was like a chilling breeze, almost sinking into her..then pushing her away "where is Christoph Devil what have you done with him!!" she looked at him so sad like a priceless possession she could never have..."i don't know where he is Damian..." her voice stronger that before but still as smooth as silk "he asked me to watch over you while he left...but great evils are out tonight that threaten our kind" her breath fell short..."he doesn't want you to know about him...or me" her voice quivering, in almost an instant Damian found himself frozen to the ground as he felt her soft Crimson lips against his, drinking in her essence. inside She was battling against the urge to feed as she nibbled on his lip and then she took a breath....and vanished also with a small gust of wind, Damian stood there terrified.."what did she mean "he doesn't want me to know about him...or her?"
...*his steps weary heading back to the mansion almost not believeing what just happend to him...smoothing his hair back again and touching his lips...so small but so powerful was she...his mind raced wondering about her...as he stepped through the doorway everything seemed so still, tho there were thousands of people dancing and sining..totally oblivious to this strange happening..as if just puppets on a string taking no notice..Damian made his way through the crowded rose marble floor, passed all the lovely women and men holding eachother and singing..as he walked out the other door and mounted on his hourse, passing the beautiful marble gates as he galloped...he had to go Searching For Christoph, he needed answers to the questions torturing his mind...why Christophs eyes and complection were so different...why he vanished, HOW her vanished, who this strange woman was..and her strength...all signs lead to one thing...Vampire, but damian did not want to believe his dear friend had become a child of the night, or that fair innocent girl could kill with the same soft lips and hand he felt that night..damian rode on into a small town..
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