True Vampires

(please copy and paste and or write something along these lines. Once you make your, intro move to the Hall Thread ^.,^)

A slave small in form answers the door. "Name Race Coven?" the boy asked looking up but not daring to look drect in the vampires eyes. "Last kill date?"


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Remedy smiled "Remedy Akua Egyption None and an hour ago now get the fuck out of my way slave." he growled. The vampire was 5 feet flat with black uneven cut hair, eye purple. He entered, and smiled it been awhile since he been in here he sat on the long, table and waited the night was young soon this hall would be full of his brother and sister vampires.

June raised one perfect eyebrow at the slave, but her attention was soon caught by the beautiful architecture. "June, Scandinavian." She licked one of her fangs. "My last kill was yesterday, but I wouldn't mind some blood now. Is there some inside?" She cocked her head to a side, her silver hair looking even more ghostly. "Don't answer. I'll find out myself."

The slave was about to say yes when ordered not to. "plesae enter the blood halls are down off to the right I think. " The slave pointed in and bowed his head

Yuki yawned as she walked up to the castle. A slave greeted her. "Names Race date of last kill."

Yuki growled "Slave I am Russian, and if you don't get out of my way you'll be my kill " Yuki pushed the slave aside. "move!" she growled making her way to the long table knowing Zak would be here soon

Being greeting with the slave Darc yawned pulling his hand up to ruffle his mess of ebony, "Name.. Nikolai Darc of Russia, Last kill.. I presume was of a day or so ago." He said in a husky tone standing before the slave his stunning blue eyes glanced around as the slave spoke. The vampire stood of a even 6 feet as he turned his attention back at the slave, he just moved aside and simply stated for Darc to report to the long hall. Nodding he entered and headed in the direction given by the slave.

Jade wanted to scream when a slave greated him "Name race last date of kill "THe boy looked underfeed and overly feed on "I ..." It took him a second to get himself together he was a leech here. "Jade Rave Meditation three hours ago."

"enter sir," The slave step aside and jade cringed slighlty as he walked down the long hall to the dinning room where he saw two vampires already talking. Jade surpassed them and looked around seeing the slave pen; Jade lost him self and ran to the courtyard

Eric approached the castle structure, though stood a few yards from the entrance just to observe and contemplate on why exactly he had been invited here, and what he thought of the place in general. "Kind of a dump, isn't it?" He spoke to himself, slipping one hand into the pocket of his black slacks whilst the other brought a cigarette to his lips. He took a long draw on it before dropping it to the cobbled ground and putting it out with the bottom of his shoe. Knowing that the others here wouldn't appreciate his choice of jewelry, Eric reached up and undid the delicate gold chain of his necklace with the matching pendant of a cross. He stashed it away into his pocket before moving towards the entrance of the castle and up the steps, stopping near the door where the slave was. As he was asked the questions, he answered with "Doctor Eric Ashton, European, and no coven, I'm neutral to the idea." He ran a hand up through his blonde hair, "As for when I fed, it was probably around a week ago, in the least." He eyed the slave, having to look down a bit considering being six feet tall, then of course, he was let in, though unsure of exactly where he should be heading in such a place.

Remedy smiled when he saw the new arrival. One he himself had invited after seening a little fo the man's work. "Welcome I am Remedy and this is my humble sanctuary." He smiled with his fangs, and waved the other closer in to the long hall where the long table was. "come sit relax, There are slave pens over that way if your hungry the smoke room is in the back and up the stairs. Will you be staying long, like a room? We have Race specific rooms." he said with his best cheery voice despite the purpled haired vampire still being on his mind.

Eric wasn't use to being around other vampires, it wasn't his forte at all, however he figured he could try to act nice, and his mood would improve when Elise arrived. "You must be the fellow that invited me then." Eric looked at the vampire, typically surprised at how young he looked. "I honestly don't know how long I'll be staying, it might depend on the other I'm waiting for, but if things should change, I will surely let you know." He wondered how many years these individuals had been vampires, for technically Eric had only beem a vampire for at most, fifty years, even though he looked to be in his mid thirties. No doubt he was one of the youngest in terms of how long everyone else had been living. After having been basically excused, Eric headed down the hall in direction of where Remedy told him the smoke room was. All along the way he looked at the paintings, furniture and accents that decorated the small castle.

That I am, Well when your other shows up and you have an idea of how long your staying just let me know. We do have a meeting on the marrow about just stuff... where you can met some of the others and such. I hope you injoy your stay." Remedy smiled and headed him self for the court yard.

As expected by Eric, Elise arrived shortly after. She walked up along the gravel, squinting as she looked up at the door, which almost had a faint, metallic smell to it. She licked her cold and chapped lips as she began to head for the door. Her boots scuffled up the gravel, the grey dirt lightly dusting the black leather. She had only decided to come here due to Eric's bidding, and she was almost immediately regretting the idea. She gave a small huff as she reached for the door, pressing it open slowly.

The place seemed antiquely decorated, and she had to admit, it wasn't that bad. After a few moments, she begrudgingly wiped her shoes on the mat below and began to walk along. She hoped that Eric was already around--she didn't fancy having to be stuck here for much longer without someone she knew. She gave a bit of a huff, carding her hand through her short hair.

A small slave met her at the door. Looking up but never daring to look her in the eyes the slave asked pen ready "Name Rave covent and date of last kill?"

Remedy herd the bell and smiled as he went to the long table and waited to great his new guest. Hopping it was the one the other was talking about, maybe he would join them for a smoke and a meal. Remedy licked his long fangs at the thought

Elise glanced at the slave in front of her, mouth briefly curling. "Name's Elise Dumitru, and I'm from Serbia." She lightly lifted her lip to give them an idea of what her fangs looked like, "I don't have a convent, and I fed about two days ago." She crossed her arms, glancing down at them. "Did an Eric Ashton come through here? I'll go find him later, if he is here."

The slave nodded " he came through and cheek in however Master Remedy would know better then this one where Master Eric might be. Master Remedy should be awaiting your arrival in the long hall. " the slave opened the door and pointed through to the long hall and long table where sure enough the short little Remedy sat on the edge of the table waiting.




oooc you may want to post next in long table thread but up to you ^.,^)

She glanced up at the castle, tugging at a piece of her hair. Monique knocked on the large doors, and a human answered, leading her inside. She mock-curtsied to the human with a smirk and entered quietly, a slave walking up to greet her.

"Welcome. Name, Race, Coven, please." Monique looked at it curiously, and arched a thin eyebrow at it. "Monique Chevalier, European, well, British, and I have no coven." "Last kill date?" "Last night." She replied, a cold smile spreading across her lips. "The art was beautiful."

Monique dusted off her cloak, and stared at the slave. "Where to?"