<a class="postlink" href="http://cache.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/1168147-bigthumbnail.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Age:500<br/>Species:Vampire<br/>Occupation:Owns A Shipping Business<br/>A P P E A R A N C E<br/>Hair:Raven Black<br/>Eyes: Pitch Black orbs<br/><br/>Raven's dark silhouette was barely visible as he sat in larger chair, watching over everything with his cold pitch black ebony eyes  from the shadowy corner of he room. Bright lights irritated him, Raven has seen a lot of things the most interesting he found was the evolution of Technology... the inventions were all well so fascinating until that Edison came up with nasty bright light bulbs. Then the cars and machine guns came along with other nasty loud things. One of the things Raven didn’t like about this particular modern era, was that almost nobody smoked anymore and cigarettes were getting ridiculously expensive. The second thing that absolutely drove him insane was computers and cell phones! They were always changing! Now its was just getting ridiculous! The next person that made fun of his vintage wind up pocket watch or his samsung flip phone was going to die! Yes they would never live to touch the new iPhone 7!<br/><br/>The world was a different place now, but in some ways for the better. Instead of hunting at night, the humans came to them, offering themselves up. Although he did miss the hunting, he had to admit having willing victims was much more relaxing... Perhaps he was getting soft, but it really was convenient and they  didn't scream or try to runaway all that much either, loud noises gave him a headache and after he snapped their neck the fun was all over....  yes he did miss not having a Personal Nourishment Companion also known as PNC for short... he wondered what her name had been... all well, it had been an accident, but she had been a skinny little thing always had fainting spells after feeding, but she had been a sweet little thing, it was unfortunate that she died so young.<br/><br/>PNCs are blood donors that voluntarily come to live with vampires for a time period and are required to be on call twenty four hours a day, either to provide nourishment to them and their guests if asked, and or to merely entertain them, whether it be by music, accompanying them to events such as parties, or simply polite conversation, whenever and however required.... Once a contract is signed, the PNC is not allowed to quit until after one year of service has been given for any reason. Breaching such contracts are punishable by death or Imprisonment. Life as Personal Nourishment Companion is considered to be an extremely hazardous job, as many NPC's have been known to be killed, and or pressured to satisfy other carnal desires besides blood. But do to the economic collapse surprisingly for quite a few humans the healthcare benefits, the posh living, good food, and high wages are worth the risk. There is no shortage of desperate humans willing to accept the job... of course usually only the talented, attractive young humans, with the rarest blood types are selected into those positions...<br/>At the center of the dark room there was a table, where the room was eliminated by a single light... which was only provided as courtesy for the humans that were sitting around the table.  One was a bolding fat little man in a grey suit with a brief case, he was lawyer who would oversee the signing of the contract... THATS IF Raven approved of course. The interviewing process was usually long and quite thorough. The second person at the table was a middle aged male nurse with large nose and hairy arms wearing purple scrubs, whom would be in charge of taking blood samples and testing them, assuming if the Applicant does well in the interview........The last five had not gotten that far, no they had run out of the room crying. Obviously they had not done well.....<br/><br/>The third person at the table, was a male Vampire, with a stern pointed facial features and beady black eyes that leered up from the stack of white papers, directly across to the empty seat that the next Applicant would come to take her seat to begin Her interview.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Raven lazily sat back in the far corner of the room watching as the door opened to allow in the next Applicant to be interviewed, so far it had not gone well. But it didn't matter, times were hard, food was expensive and jobs hard to come by.  PNC's were both well paid, fed the finest foods and lived in luxury, and so there were no shortage of Applicants...... it was almost like a game now...<br/><br/>Once the new Applicant came sat down into the chair. The interview began.  And the vampire in the black suit, with the beady eyes sitting directly across from her, began by asking questions from the sheet of paper.<br/><br/>He paused at each question waiting for her response after before continuing.<br/><br/>"How does the sight of blood affect you? Does it make you want to feel nauseous or faint?" inquired the male vampire.<br/><br/>Waiting to until she was finished speak, he went on. repeating the process for each question...reading them as if he were about to fall asleep.<br/><br/>"What disturbs you the most about the sight of blood?" ... it was a trick question of course<br/>"How high in your opinion is your threshold for pain? Do knives make you nervous?" he probed.<br/>"Why have you applied to be an PNC?"<br/>"Why do you feel like you would be a good PNC?"  he asked... stopping at each question, and writing remarks on a clipboard after she responded to each question..... these of course were only the easy ones.