<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/The_master_by_heise-3-2.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Michelangelo Dracula<br/>Appears 18<br/>Real Age Unknown<br/>Son of Vladimir Dracula<br/><br/>Michelangelo, also known as Mike or Michael, stood on the balcony of his castle that overlooked the city below. His gaze scanned over the city with dark eyes taking in the scene below. Long hair tied behind his back in a tight ponytail. Two strands lay on either side of his face to frame his face in a sexy manner. He just watched the buzzing around of cars and people. It was a busy night...as always. So was the curse of being a vampire. For short periods he could be out in the sunlight during the day. Too long and the discomfort became unbearable. He would begin to smoke if trapped in direct sunlight for hours on end. So he wore a hooded trench coat whenever out in the city. Protecting his form as much as he could. Only during the daytime that is. At night he was no longer at the sun's mercy.<br/><br/>He turned on his heels and walked into his bedroom. Shutting the balcony window doors and threw on his shoes. He walked out of his room and through the halls. Saying nothing as he walked. Nodding his head to some maids as they chattered non stop when he passed by them. He was going to see if he could find a friend or someone he could take care of. He didn't care if it was male or female. A vampires sexuality was not defined by gay, bisexual or straight. It was who they fell in love with that mattered. He pushed open the front doors of the castle. Walking out into the nippy night air that he barely felt. Walking down the long path leading towards the city. The path winding down and around the side of a hill before flattening out into the ground leading into the city.<br/><br/>Entering the city he began to wander around aimlessly. Walking through the city without any goal in mind. He was hungry but he fasted. He went days, weeks or even months without feeding. He loved human blood but could live off animal whenever there was not a willing supplier. He did not target random people and take it by force. He prefered a willing donor. As he walked his eyes looked side to side. Taking in everything until he rounded a corner and came face to face with a large mansion like building. The sign read Companion Employment Office. He pushed the door open and walked inside.<br/><br/>As he walked he saw men and women of all sorts walking around. Hanging out and chatting. Or just sitting there reading a book. Walking up to the front desk he looked at the man. "I would like to know how I can go about hiring someone to live with me at my home and spend time with me." He said simply. He listened as they went into a detailed explaination. Had him sign tons of paperwork. Then led him to a room. "We'll bring in an applicant for the job in just a moment Mr. Dracul." He nodded his head and waited patiently. A woman left and went to get the young woman who had been trying for months to get hired. "Miss? There is a gentleman in the office waiting to meet with applicants. I figured you'd want to be the first one to try out." She would then lead the woman to where Michelangelo was. Leaving her there.<br/><br/>Michelangelo waited patiently for the person he was meeting to come in and introduce his or herself. He wasn't picky.