13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment
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				Title: <strong>13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>02-12-2014, 01:10:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: copperplate gothic;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size">Salazar’s Apartment</span></span></div><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The detective owns a fancy apartment in the uptown part of Diamond City. The various rooms cater to a modern-gothic and Victorian flavor with its wooden furnishings and marble counter tops. The bedroom is to feign humanity, along with a few windows and mirrors. Not much has been changed since he rented the place. Well, besides the old secret chamber behind the bookcase in the study, which unveils the coffin chamber. The coffin chamber contains various weapons for disposing certain supernatural threats, and a freezer that suits only one purpose.<br></span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Bedroom</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cFHD_PHhCbw/TiSWnNVMiuI/AAAAAAAAChM/vDNQAkngHd0/s1600/black_apartment1.jpg)</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Living Room</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://naremonte.net/wp-content/gallery/gothic/gothic-interior-11.jpg)</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Kitchen</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.thehouseface.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/gothic-kitchen-apartment-ideas.jpg)</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Study</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.gaiff.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/gorgeous-apartment-interior-with-gothic-idea-for-mysterious-feel-300x300.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>02-12-2014, 01:39:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A cute, (now blood stained) pink, body-con dress (https://31.media.tumblr.com/a6deea4fe451995c1a30547ae1ebcc2a/tumblr_mgyj8kcwK21s3kkrso1_500.png) with a pair of black heels. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/377665f1552bb62b4382d5d3c62f71be/tumblr_nfvm7jxoUb1t3d0yfo1_500.png) <br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>[[ Continued from here. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=218562.msg10753285#msg10753285) ]]<br><br>Screams echoed her mind; a dark red colour washed the walls and floor. There was but a mirror in the middle of the room with her and when she stared into it Katherine barely recognized herself. Her eyes practically glowed, her reflections lips parted into a toothy grin, her canines elongated into deadly fangs of the like she’d never seen before. The other her was dressed in a short white dress, splattered and drenched in what appeared to be blood. It looked fresh, still dripping between her breasts and from her chin like she’d just eaten an animal raw. Her hands darted up to her mouth, feeling her gums in a panic, but the fangs she saw on her mirror twin were not present. Then she turned, bodies littered the small, bloody room. Bodies she recognized. People she’d… She parted her lips to call out, but no sound came. Kat felt a hand at her shoulder and she snapped toward the person, her expression utterly terrified. Her mirror self had seemingly stepped out from her framed confinement and was grinning hungrily at her. Then she felt a sharp pain in her neck and her hand darted up to feel blood pumping from a bite wound at her neck. She turned to see who’d bitten her only to be woken abruptly from her nightmare.<br><br>Katherine jolted up right; tears had begun to form over the course of her dream and her eyes were red and bloodshot as she stared forward. She only released she had no idea where she was when she pressed a hand to the side of her, landing on another person’s abdomen. The smell of smoke then flooded her nose and the brunette turned to stare down at the man. Her blue eyes were wide for a moment as she had an unwelcome flashback of the events from the previous night. A sharp scream then left her lips and she jumped up and away from him, only to fall backwards out of the coffin. <em>A Coffin!</em> Kat stared at him, her head shaking slightly in disbelief. <br><br>“You….You bit me!” Katherine couldn’t believe it! She cast her eyes down to her bloody dress from the night before and she quickly jumped up, stumbling to her feet. “You bit me.” She repeated, as if she didn’t even believe the statement. A pounding headache then made itself clear but ignoring that she quickly raised a hand to her neck protectively. “W-Where the hell am I? What did you do to me?!” What was going on?! Had she….Oh no. She hadn’t slept with him, had she? Katherine felt a sudden feeling of dread. The brunette risked glancing around, seeing her shoes placed beside a wall beside the door exiting the room. She needed to get out of here. “I need to go home. I need to shower.” Obviously, the girl was panicking. “I need clothes. L-Look at my dress…” <br><br>Then her attitude changed as she thought back to what she’d done when this man had come across her. She seemed to still, her expression changed from freaked to guilty in an instant. “I killed that man…but I…I’m so hungry.” Katherine seemed to completely forget about the other in the room as she looked around at her feet, unsure where to place herself as she stood there exposed, threatening to break down into tears at any minute. Ever since she’d been attacked it was as if she’d contracted Bipolar Disorder.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>02-12-2014, 02:45:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br>His biological clock kicked in and his eyes opened to darkness. With a deep and comfortable breath that escaped his nostrils, Salazar reached up to the coffin lid, placing his palm flatly upon it and slid it down to his waist. The coffin chamber had been no different than the lighting within his coffin until he snapped his fingers, and the fancy technology responded by lighting the electric, faux-oil lamps. The detective’s eyes groggily stared up at the ceiling before they rolled over to the woman that had shared the night with him. She was still sleeping like a baby though her furrowed brows made him wonder if she was having a nightmare. Whatever. First thing was first.<br><br>Salazar reached over to the small table to his left and blindly tapped about for his pack of smokes. Finding it, he removed one cigarette and slipped it between his lips before he tapped about for the lighter. Snapping the tin lighter open, he waved the flame at the end of his cancer stick before he flicked it closed and returned it to the table. The detective breathed a sigh of content as he laid there in the silence and dim-lit ambience. It was always a pleasant start to his evening wake until the fledgling next to him awoke with a start.<br><br>He calmly watched her until her hand met his stomach and nearly made him swallow his cigarette. Biting down on it, Salazar held back his coughs until he was able to remove it from his lips. He then turned his head to the side to cough as the young vampire went bat shit crazy in her panic.<br><br><strong>You…You bit me! You bit me.</strong><br><br>“Yes, I did. So what?” Salazar rasped between coughs.<br><br>Holy shit, he was beginning to wonder if he had made a mistake bringing her back to his apartment. Sitting upwards in the coffin, the detective gave her a dirty look for he hadn’t been too pleased with her.<br><br><strong>W-Where the hell am I? What did you do to me?!</strong><br><br>Salazar returned the cigarette to his lips and patiently waited for her to finish freaking out.<br><br><strong>I need to go home. I need to shower…I need clothes. L-Look at my dress………..I killed that man…but I…I’m so hungry…</strong><br><br>Dear lord, she wasn’t about to burst into tears was she? When he felt that she had quieted down for a good amount of seconds, he sought to give her an explanation while he still could.<br><br>“First of all, you’re in my home and I did nothing to you. However, I will admit that I did bite you. Secondly, you will not be going anywhere for a while. You might not have realized it yet or perhaps you’re deluding yourself, but you’re a vampire, and I have to get you registered with The Coven. I could not leave you alone. Young vampires are easy to take advantage of by those whose only desire is to do harm and create chaos. There is a lot that you must learn, but first, you need to accept what you are.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>02-12-2014, 03:14:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A cute, (now blood stained) pink, body-con dress (https://31.media.tumblr.com/a6deea4fe451995c1a30547ae1ebcc2a/tumblr_mgyj8kcwK21s3kkrso1_500.png) with a pair of black heels. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/377665f1552bb62b4382d5d3c62f71be/tumblr_nfvm7jxoUb1t3d0yfo1_500.png) <br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>How was he so nonchalant about this whole thing? Katherine remained quiet for a minute as he offered her an impossible explanation that left her shaking her head at him. "No, I-" Did he really believe this? It didn't look like he was joking. "Vampires....They only exist in dumb teen movies. They aren't....They aren't real." One of her arms crossed along her stomach, gripping the material of her dress tightly between her fingers for some comfort. "The Coven? What is that? Things I have to learn?" Her sweet voice echoed his, her blue eyes staring straight at the stranger sat up in a coffin; his coffin. She <em>slept</em> in a <em>coffin</em>? This whole situation was just so messed up. <br><br>"Take advantage of me..? What, like you did, you mean? Biting me like that..." The girls spare hand snaked up, tenderly covering the side of her neck. The wound had healed by this time, but she still felt somewhat defensive. Kat offered him a brief glare in return for his own dirty look but didn't dare hold eye contact for long. Katherine parted her lips, daring to speak up once again."You want me to stay here. With you?" The brunette scoffed in disbelief. "Are you kidding? I don't even know you. Do you always go around picking up girls with the whole biting....kidnapping thing? Because it's not sexy. At all." With that said, she started over toward her shoes, scooping the straps up with her fingers. She glanced at the exit before snapping her head to look back over her shoulder to the man in his...coffin by which time her eyes were less watery and she showed no signs of breaking down. She could do that at home, without Mr.Judgey-Vampire...Man on her case. <br><br>"I don't know what you're on, but I'm going home. Sorry your whole...vampire fantasy isn't working out." <br><br>Rolling her eyes, a cocky under tone to her voice, Katherine turned, reaching out to grip a hold of the handle before pulling the door open. Bright blue hues blinked as she stared into the lavish apartment and as she stepped out of the coffin chamber she caught herself glancing around her nosily. What the hell was this? It was so extravagant and... kinda nice; it wasn't what she was expecting at all. Clearing her throat, she gripped her shoes close to her and determined to leave and go home, Kat started across the floor without looking back to her....well, she didn't know what he was. All she could think of was taking a shower and changing; her hunger seemed to dull for now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>03-12-2014, 00:00:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br>Salazar listened to the girl ramble about the “impossible.” He couldn’t force her to accept what she was. If she never accepted it, then her life would forever be in danger.<br><br><strong>Take advantage of me…? What, like you did, you mean? Biting me like that…</strong><br><br>The detective’s dark brows came together in a hard scowl as he ground his cigarette out against the palm of his hand. He didn’t like being compared to rogue vampire trash, but he supposed that from a human perspective that it had looked like he was trying to take advantage of her. He hadn’t felt like he had taken anything really but a taste of blood. Her whining was going to take some getting used to. He didn’t hear it on a regular basis for he lived alone, but now it was comparable to nails on a chalkboard.<br><br><strong>I don’t know what you’re on, but I’m going home. Sorry your whole…vampire fantasy isn’t working out.</strong><br><br>When the fledgling stepped into his apartment, Salazar reached out and snagged her wrist in a firm grip that she would realize wasn’t easy to break no matter how hard she tried to jerk her hand back. He had easily closed the distance between them that it may have seemed like he had been walking behind her the entire time. It wasn’t his strength that had been holding her, but the way his hand and thumb were positioned on her wrist.<br><br>“Hear me out please, even if you find all of this too hard to swallow. I cannot allow you to leave at this time and if you choose to remain a rogue and not accept who you are, then I will have to end your life. It’s better for me to kill you than to let anyone else use you against me or The Coven. While you are here, you can continue to deny what you are for as long as you want, but I won’t let you leave until you accept it. You are free to use the bathroom and the bedroom. I’m not really used to having company, so I hope you don’t mind my fashion sense because you’ll more than likely be wearing it. All that I ask is that you cooperate with me. You cooperate, then you’ll get what you want in the end.”<br><br>The detective didn’t seem like he was going to release her wrist until he got a fair, controlled, and civil response from her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>03-12-2014, 04:07:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A cute, (now blood stained) pink, body-con dress (https://31.media.tumblr.com/a6deea4fe451995c1a30547ae1ebcc2a/tumblr_mgyj8kcwK21s3kkrso1_500.png) with a pair of black heels. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/377665f1552bb62b4382d5d3c62f71be/tumblr_nfvm7jxoUb1t3d0yfo1_500.png) <br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>As she prepared her triumphant walk across the apartment she felt something grip her wrist and she quickly snapped around in surprise, her long, tangled hair falling over her shoulder as she lost grip on her shoes, sending them sprawling out onto the apartment floor with a boisterous bang. Her bright eyes stared up to his, blue orbs defiant as her spare hand simply dropping to her side. Katherine tested the hold, not once, but twice, tugging sharply to try and claim back her arm. When he spoke, she listened. For the first time, she felt like he was serious; it wasn't as if he'd done anything differently or changed his attitude, but she felt something different. Maybe it was just his sincerity behind his eyes that changed her.<br><br>"You're really not kidding, are you?" <br><br>The young vampire looked almost thoughtful for a moment as she peeled her gaze from his and instead glanced down at his grip on her wrist. She then lowered her head more, staring at the blood that stained the front of her dress. That would explain...everything but who on earth would believe that vampires actually existed out of the realm of fantasy? Her lust for blood, the need to avoid the sun, her heightened emotions -- though maybe that was just a girl thing, -- everything all added up to this explanation. Something just clicked, though she felt crazy for considering believing him. <br><br>Katherine lifted her chin to glance back up to him and though she wanted to speak, she didn't know what to say. He wanted to keep her here against her will, threatened to kill her if she didn't cooperate but somehow she was calm, if a little confused. <br><br>"I was attacked...This guy, some stranger I'd never even seen before, he killed my friend. He bit me and it was horrible and then I don't remember...He cupped my mouth with his wrist and it was hot..I needed to breathe so I.."<br><br>The brunette paused, trying to work out what had actually happened to her that night. Though she stared up to the taller man, she seemed to look right through him as if he were as transparent as the tracing paper she used to use in kindergarten. She didn't understand why this had happened to her.<br><br>"Why would somebody do this to me?" <br><br>Azure eyes cast down to the floor now as she thought, long and hard, her spare hand raising to press her thumb and index finger to her lips thoughtfully. If the hand at her wrist loosened or detached completely she might have not even noticed. The girl was quiet for a moment longer before she decided to deal with her immediate issues. First thing on her check list, a shower. Then food.<br><br>"Ok..Not that I'm happy about it, but I'll use your shower. If...I still can, that is." <br><br>Katherine peeked up at him from the tops of her eyes, her hair falling slightly into her face at the small motion of her chin lifting ever so slightly. She held his gaze for a moment, seemingly calm and civilized once more, her eyes big and doe-like as she awaited his confirmation...or a tour. Or something.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>03-12-2014, 04:56:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br>Salazar silently watched the girl try and digest it all and slowly released her wrist. He listened to her story, and frowned a little. It seemed as though she was a victim of a rogue vampire, the very creatures that tried to spread vampirism like a plague. For a moment, his mind wandered as he thought more about it: was the rogue still out there?<br><br><strong>Why would somebody do this to me?</strong><br><br>“There are many answers to that question. Some vampires wish only to exterminate the human race. I’ve dealt with cases where a vampire spread the vampirism throughout an entire rural town. He started small and once he and those he sired had drank the town dry, he killed all of them and sought out to do it all over again in the next town. There are stories of loneliness. I’ve had cases where a vampire did it out of obsession. I’ve also had cases where a criminally insane sired a serial killer. The stories go on and on, and do you know what’s interesting? They are always different.”<br><br><strong>Ok…Not that I’m happy about it, but I’ll use your shower. If…I still can, that is.</strong><br><br>Salazar smiled and waved a hand over his apartment. “Make yourself at home. You’re going to be here for a while just until I can get you affiliated with The Coven. When you’re done, you can find me in the coffin room. I will have something for you.”<br><br>“Oh yes,” he remembered and held out his hand to her. It may have been awkward since she had seen him only use that appendage to ensnare and man-handle her, but it had been him offering an innocent handshake. “My name is Diego Salazar. I work as a detective for The Coven of the Thirteen Roses, the coven you too will be working for. I don’t know if you’ll be under my tutelage yet, but in the meantime, I can teach you some basic things: how to defend yourself, mind control, and to harness your strength and speed.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>03-12-2014, 06:18:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Living Area to Bathroom/Bedroom. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A cute, (now blood stained) pink, body-con dress (https://31.media.tumblr.com/a6deea4fe451995c1a30547ae1ebcc2a/tumblr_mgyj8kcwK21s3kkrso1_500.png) with a pair of black heels. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/377665f1552bb62b4382d5d3c62f71be/tumblr_nfvm7jxoUb1t3d0yfo1_500.png) - - - One of Salazar's black dress shirts.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>As he gestured to his apartment and told her to 'make herself at home', Katherine's eyes glanced over the place briefly before turning back to him.&nbsp; She found her curiosity piqued when he mentioned having something for her and she blinked, a flutter of her eyelashes with a quick raise of her brows. She gave a simple nod when he extended a hand to her and she stared at the limb blankly. She didn't know whether to grab it or slap it aside, though after moment of thought she went for the safer option.<br><br>"I'm Katherine." <br><br>Stretching out a hand of her own, the brunette gripped his with a light touch and gave it a gentle squeeze before releasing him and turning to look around the apartment. On her way to the corridor, which she guessed lead to the bathroom and bedroom, Katherine dipped to pick up her shoes and took one last glance over her shoulder at Diego before disappearing down the hall. <br><br>Once out of sight, Kat sighed heavily, slouching her shoulders as she trudged toward the first door she came across. Bingo. Stepping into the bedroom, she quickly closed the door behind her and stepped over toward the window, placing her shoes down neatly before taking a peek through the curtains. She stared out onto the skyline of the Diamond City; a sparkly jewellery box filled with dark secrets she'd never have known. Pulling herself from the view, Katherine walked back past the bed and stepped into the open bathroom, her hands first pulling her hair over one shoulder before reaching behind her and struggling with the zipper of her dress. As she slipped out of the stained garment, dropping it down her creamy thighs before stepping out of the heap on the ground, she stared at herself in the mirror. The blood had seeped through her dress, drip stains crawled down her chest, between the cups of her once white lace bra into her cleavage. What had she become? Her eyebrows pulled together for a moment before she sharply pulled away from her reflection, turning to the large, double shower. She pulled back the glass doors and then proceeded to clip her bra, tossing it onto her dress. Her fingers slipped beneath the material of her matching lace panties and she discarded them as well before stepping into the cubical and fumbling with the unfamiliar shower controls to find the correct settings.<br><br>The hot water hitting her body felt heavenly and the girl breathed out a blissful sigh before tilting her head back and slowly turning to wet her hair. The steam quickly filled the room and she did her best to relax, her thoughts seemingly melting away. The one thing she couldn't ever shift was the never ending lust for blood. Biting down on her bottom lip, Katherine opened her eyes, staring out at the bedroom which she could see from the confines of the shower. Were all vampires tastes quite as...Gothic? Once she'd contemplated the decor, the girl found the shampoo and lathered her hair in the stuff, sending suds down her back and over her shoulders before she washed them from her locks. She then found some sort of soap and washed her face and body; the blood diluted into the water and soon she felt like her again. Only problem was that the bathing soaps weren't exactly 'her style' when it came to scent. There didn't appear to be any conditioner, so she just hoped her hair wouldn't come out too knotty when it dried.<br><br>Regretfully Katherine turned off the hot water and stepped out onto the bathroom tiles once again, this time leaving water in her wake as she searched for a towel. Upon finding one in an airing cupboard under the wash basin she began patting herself dry. She used her foot to pull her already disgusting dress across the ground, mopping up the water she'd leaked onto the floor. After towel drying her hair, she wrapped the thick white fabric around her body and then tip toed self consciously into the bedroom. What on earth was she going to wear? <br><br>Glancing around the bedroom, she spotted what seemed to be the wardrobes and headed toward them, pulling one open with her free hand. She sighed when she looked inside; was any of this really going to fit her? Like, seriously? He couldn't take her home and let her pick up a few things first? Tugging at one of the black shirts, she close the wardrobe door with her hip before laying the shirt out on the bed. Crossing her arms across her chest, she frowned, her nose wrinkling as she considered wearing one of his shirts. Ah, she didn't even know him! Puffing out her chest and shaking her head, Kat turned back toward the bathroom and scooped up her underwear quickly before deeming her bra unwearable; it was stained red, for gods sake! Marching back to the bed while uncomfortably shuffling her knickers up her thighs, Katherine paused once again beside the bed. Letting her towel drop shamelessly to the ground and she gripped the shirt and tossed it over her shoulders. Slipping her arms into the sleeves and shrugging it on she quickly started on the buttons. Leaving the top one undone (it was just natural to her) Katherine pulled her wet, tousled hair from the shirt, fixed the collar and then relaxed, turning back to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. The sleeves were longer than her arms and it was completely too big, though in this case it was a good thing as she wasn't about to attempt to fit his jeans. Yes, most of her legs were on show, but at least it covered the important bits. Nodding to herself in affirmation, Katherine collected up her dress and bra, shoving it down by her shoes, before turning to exit the bedroom.<br><br>Taking a deep breath, the brunette plodded along the corridor before reaching the living room when she remembers that Salazar had asked her to meet him in the...coffin chamber; she still couldn't get used to that. Pushing the door to the room open, her blue eyes peered inside, expecting to find him there with whatever it was he 'had for her.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>04-12-2014, 05:29:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br>The detective heard the creak of the coffin room door opening and turned to gaze upon the young belle as she wandered into the room, donning one of his shirts. The material settled against her figure nicely, still leaving much to the imagination. The vampire averted his ashen eyes, bringing them over to a blonde man who sat bound in a chair. His arms were tied behind his back, eyes blindfolded, and mouth gagged. His blonde hair looked like a damp mat on his crown, streaming with water that had been thawing ice. He was pale and trembling, his body still warming up for what she didn’t know was that the man had been in Salazar’s freezer.<br><br>Without offering a greeting or any pleasantries, the detective went straight to business. He was seated in a chair a few feet from the man with his left leg foured over top of his right and a manila folder opened in his lap. It hadn’t been any official documentation. It had been a collection of Salazar’s own personal findings on the criminal.<br><br>“This man is human. His name is Jacob Vickers, and he hails from Greensboro, North Carolina. He is a blonde, blue-eyed, six-foot-one, 155 lbs, thirty-years-old murderer. He was charged with multiple homicides, all involving his ex- and deceased wife, Elaina Vickers. Elaina had left Mr. Vickers when his alcoholism led to abuse. She had also been having an affair before their separation with a Joseph Matheson. Mr. Vickers refused to divorce her out of spite and persistence to salvage their crumbling relationship and to remain in custody of his children. Mrs. Vickers fled with her children to Mr. Matheson’s house after a violent altercation, and it was there that Mr. Vickers followed her, and out of rage murdered her, her new lover, and his own children. He then fled the jurisdiction of the state here to Diamond City. I was lucky to find him trying to join a small-time fledgling gang. He, however, didn’t expect to come across me busting that gang that same day.”<br><br>Salazar glanced to Mr. Vickers and shook his head, <em>tsk, tsk.</em> Closing the folder, he slapped it down on the small table where he kept his cigarettes and dropped his leg as he turned his full attention to Katherine.<br><br>“Jacob Vickers is going to be your guinea pig. You are not allowed to feed on him so soon though. There are some abilities that you must practice first. I want to start with mind control.”<br><br>The detective rose from his chair and walked over to the human and began loosening his gag and blindfold. He removed the cloth as the man’s head dipped forward and his lips began tremble as he whimpered, “C-c-cold. I’m…so cold.”<br><br>His large, blue eyes glanced about at his surroundings as he then questioned, “W-Where the f-f-fuck am-I?”<br><br>Salazar didn’t pay the man any mind as he continued to instruct the fledgling female: “As a vampire, your mental capabilities have increased. You have the ability to manipulate those minds and wills that are weaker than your own. I want you to focus on this man, and I want you to make him tell you how he murdered his family and his wife’s lover.”<br><br>The man looked between the two strangers and his face flushed in anger. “Who the fuck are-are you-you guys? I-I-I didn’t m-m-murder anyone!”<br><br>“Concentrate. You must have self-confidence. You are in control,” Salazar encouraged.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>04-12-2014, 22:53:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One of Salazar's black dress shirts and nothing much else.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>Upon stepping into the coffin room her gaze first landed on the familiar face of Salazar who was propped up in a chair at the corner of the room. She then spotted a stranger tied down to another seat in the middle of the room, his form shivering and blond hair like wet noddles, dripping atop of his head. The young vampire paused in the doorway before she finally stepped inside, letting the door close behind her. She found herself fixating on the blond, her eyes beginning to glaze as the hunger bubbled to the surface like blood oozing from an open wound. Her felt her fangs started to elongate inside her mouth, pushing her lips open as a redness met her eyes. <br><br><em>"This man is a human. His name is Jacob Vickers.."</em><br><br>Diego's familiar voice pulled her back and she snapped out of her blood lust, her head turning tensely to the speaker with a sharp exhale. Her body was ridged by this point and her arms closed in front of her, fingers fiddling with the bottom of the shirt she wore awkwardly. A slender leg crossed in front of the other as she stood, watching silently as he explained the man's history. When he announced that this man was going to be her 'guinea pig', Katherine found herself frowning and then once he'd said she couldn't feed on him, her frown only deepened. She was too hungry to be patient. <br><br>Her eyes followed Diego as he rose from his seat and stepped across to the blonde. When Jacob's vision and speech were restored, her blue eyes met with his own if only for a second. The hunger started to bubble up again when she set her gaze on him. She could practically see the vain in his neck pulsing as his heart pumped the life source around his body. Biting back her urge to lunge, Katherine swallowed and averted her eyes, instead trying to focus on the other vampire.<br><br>The idea of hearing about how the man committed the murder of his wife, wife's boyfriend and even his own children made her stomach churn. However, she nodded as Salazar encouraged her. Taking a few steps toward them both, the brunette brushed her wet hair from her face before stopping in front of the blonde male. Her eyes stared down to his and he looked up at her, stuttering out some slur that she ignored. Katherine was silent for a moment before she decided to try her luck and ask him.<br><br>"What did you do to your wife?"<br><br>"I-I didn't do a-a-anything." Jacob shook his head, repeating his question again asking about where he was and who they were.<br><br>Katherine frowned, a pout forming at her lips before she huffed out a quick breath. Leaning forward, her hands pressing onto the arms of the chairs to get a closer look, the shirt she wore revealing a bit more of her thighs, Jacob seemed to lean backward away from her and voice yet another question. "W-What the fuck are you do-doing?"<br><br>Without responding, Katherine simply stared at him, trying to work out how she was supposed to do this whole 'mind-control' thing. She just wanted to pounce and drain him there and then. "What did you do to your wife? Your kids? What did you do?" When the blonde man just frowned and repeated his previous answer, Kat gave up.<br><br>Within a few seconds, the brunette grumbled and crouched down in front of the seat, her arms crossing on the man's lap, her head buried in her forearms. This was too frustrating on an empty stomach! Lifting her head, her arms remaining on the strangers legs, she looked up to Diego with a pleading expression. <br><br>"I can't do this! I'm so hungry. Can't I eat first?" <br><br>One of the girls hands moved from the others lap to her own stomach, rubbing at the material of the shirt to indicate she was starving.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>08-12-2014, 04:01:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br>Salazar frowned when Kat whined like an actual feline hungry for tuna. The way she sat before Vickers with her arms in his lap, made her look like a whiny child who didn’t want to eat her vegetables. The detective groaned inwardly though irritation was visibly furrowed on his face.<br><br>“G-g-get off me! I’m n-not a desk!” Vickers yelled.<br><br>Before Salazar could continue with the lesson, he felt his phone hum within his pocket and reached into it to draw it out. Raising it to his ear, he answered, “Yes?”<br><br><strong>Diego. It’s me. I’ve taken care of your little problem.</strong><br><br>The vampire arched a bewildered brow. The prince must have been bored to clean up after the fledgling. It hadn’t been his job and it hadn’t seemed like his cup of tea…or blood. Nonetheless the job had been done. Returning the phone to his pocket, he returned to the lesson at hand.<br><br>“Vampires have predators: werewolves, humans, monsters, and other vampires. You must learn to control your hunger. If I had placed this man in a cage knowing that you would wander in and set off the trap to feed on him, then all I would need to do is wait until sunrise for the sun to reduce you to ash. You were lucky to have been found by me and no one else. You are also lucky to have been feeding on an actual human and not another creature pretending to be one. I don’t believe you’re familiar with irregular heart rhythms—to be able to tell the difference between a human with heart disease and that of a werewolf. If you hear no heart at all, then you just encountered either another vampire or a ghoul. Though our hearts tend to beat after a fresh meal so vampires are the trickiest.”<br><br>The blonde man began laughing as he continued to tremble from the cold that dripped from his body. “D-Don’t k-kill m-me. Please. Just m-make me, one-one of you!”<br><br>He gazed down at Kat and pleaded: “Pl-please, I-I did n-nothing wr-wrong. He’s ly-lying. He ki-kidnapped m-me.”<br><br>Salazar didn’t say a word. He didn’t agree or disagree. He only cared about Kat’s training, and if she believed the human, then well…they had much to work on.<br><br>“I won’t permit you to feed from him until you do what I told you to do,” the detective told her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>08-12-2014, 23:07:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One of Salazar's black dress shirts and nothing much else.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>Katherine frowned as the man she leaned on squirmed beneath her and she turned her gaze onto the blonde with a sudden viciousness that stilled him, as much as he could be stilled with all that shuddering he was doing. Where had the older vampire kept this guy? In some massive freezer? Maybe the guy was a murder and maybe he deserved to pay for what he'd done, but did he really deserve to be frozen and then used as a tool for another vampires training? <br><br>"Werewolves?! Are you kidding? I mean, this is just too much." The girl scoffed, shaking her head with an exasperated expression. So not only did she have to deal with her hunger, her being found out by humans and even other vampires, she had to worry about werewolves on top of all that? This was just too much hassle; what was even the point of being a vampire if you just had to worry about everything all the time? So far, Kat wasn't seeing the perks.<br><br>When the man she'd been using as a desk began laughing, the nervous sound resonating in her ears, her blue orbs found his shaking form once again. A frown pulled at her features as he begged for them not to kill him, to turn him instead. The brunette pressed from his lap, standing abruptly. She remained bent at the waist, her blue eyes staring directly into his only inches from him. When she spoke, her voice was quiet and deadly serious.<br><br>"I'm sure that's what your wife said too. I'm sure she begged you not to kill her. What about your kids? I bet they were terrified. You were supposed to be their dad. You were supposed to keep them safe." <br><br>By the time she'd finished speaking, Katherine was practically hissing at the man. She didn't break eye contact once, not even to blink. When she heard Diego's voice, telling her she wouldn't be 'allowed' to feed until she 'did what he told her to do', Katherine shot him a defiant glare from the corner of her eyes before staring back to the blond who'd been shaking his head and mumbling under his breath the entire time. When their gaze connected once more, he seemed to stop still and something changed on his face; his expression fell vacant. <br><br>"Now tell me, because I am starving right now. What did you do to your wife?"<br><br>The blonde man began to talk clearly then, his eyes not once leaving Katherine's as he detailed the murder he'd committed of his wife, her boyfriend and his own children. It was one bloody, horrific story she wouldn't like repeated again. It made her nauseous; a sickness knotted deep within her gut. When he was done, he just fell silent. Katherine pulled away from the chair, standing up straight as the man returned to his former state of trembling and muttering. Without hesitation, Katherine's hands shot out and she gripped a hold of the man's cheeks, twisting his head in a quick motion, a violent snap echoing the room as the man fell limp in the chair. The brunette waited, eyes turning from the dead man to Diego Salazar, her expression hard and stoney as she waited for....something. Maybe affirmation? A reaction? Her eyes seemed to glaze over, darkening as her pupils shrank ever so slightly, her lips parting as her fangs elongated in her mouth; an uncomfortable sensation that she would have to come to terms with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>08-12-2014, 23:58:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br>Salazar had almost lost all faith in her when she started whining again, but soon her complaining warped into frustration, and through her anger she had managed to hypnotize her prey into telling his horrific tale. He observed how the humanity that remained within her seemed to squirm with discomfort. To think that there were monsters in this world worse than the creatures humans literally defined as such. Her frustration took a frightening turn into aggression as she snapped the killer’s neck so hard, the spine may have snapped free of its meninges. The following feral look she gave him was met with nonchalance.<br><br>“I applaud you for actually managing to pull it off, but we still needed him. There was a few more things that I wanted to teach you. With you giving into your bloodlust so easily, I don’t think I find you fit enough to walk a mere block without having you pounce someone in the open,” Salazar informed.<br><br>He may not have been able to teach her the vampire’s kiss, but with her succumbing to her hunger, he might have been able to teach her a few things about her speed and strength. With how easily she had snapped the man’s neck, she was possibly already aware of her enhanced prowess, but what could she really do with it? He intended to find out through provocation.<br><br>“I guess you’re not leaving then since you ruined the experiment. I don’t intend on feeding you either, and I’m not going to let you leave this apartment.”<br><br>It had been that simple to squirt oil all over someone’s fire. The vampire turned to casually walk toward the coffin chamber door as though he intended to lock her in for the rest of the night and day.<br><br>“Oh well. I suppose that corpse will hold you until the next night.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>09-12-2014, 00:23:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One of Salazar's black dress shirts and nothing much else.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>Katherine stared at the other, her finger tips clenching at the hem of the dress shirt she wore as he spoke. A frown darkened her expression as he deemed her unable to control herself. The girl sneered at him, her head shaking in disbelief as her bright eyes followed him. It didn't seem he was going to let her speak, just that he was going to lock her up until he could be bothered with her again. It wasn't like she'd killed some innocent bystander! <br><br>"And who are you to say that? I can't walk a block without pouncing someone; are you fucking joking? I don't know if you've been paying attention, Mr. Judgey Vampire Detective, but I haven't just been jumping anyone I can get my hands on while trying to survive this...this shit!"<br><br>It wasn't often that Katherine cursed. The brunette bit back the urge to insult him as he only added fuel to this open flame with his mention of not letting her leave. As he turned to walk out of the coffin room, Katherine felt something shift within her; she couldn't spend her days locked up in some freaks coffin chamber until he decided she could be let out. Kat paused for a moment as he stepped past her and she felt herself spin on her bare heel, a hand jolting out quickly to grip a hold of his wrist, tugging him back to look at her. <br><br>"You're going to let me out of here, whether you like it or not."<br><br>It was strange, as if her being trapped in that room alone had control over her hunger. Katherine felt her grip tighten on his wrist before her eyes glanced toward the exit for the briefest second. Then she darted for the door like a mouse fleeing a cat. She felt faster than she'd felt before, speeding toward the door wildly before gripping a hold of the handle, intending to pull it open just as quickly and make her escape. She wouldn't just stop at the living room either, she'd make a break for the apartment exit; Kat didn't even care that she wasn't dressed...appropriately. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>09-12-2014, 03:40:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br>Katherine’s assault came swifter than expected. Her hand gripped his wrist like an iron vice and she whirled him around to face her as though he had been as feeble as a child. It might have been that her strength was strongest while engrossed in a bloodlust. She would have to learn how to use it more outside of her unstable condition.<br><br><strong>You’re going to let me out of here, whether you like it or not.</strong><br><br>The detective similarly stared defiantly in her eyes with his ash ones, while he gave off a stubborn air. He felt her grip tighten on him and when she made the desperate blur out of the coffin chamber and for the door of the apartment, his arms crossed about her waist and in one strong motion, he jerked the fledgling back away from the door so hard that her feet may have left the ground. He wrestled the feral girl back, making sure to be gentle for she was unaware how dangerous Salazar could truly be when he intended.<br><br>The vampire was grinning in amusement as though he had taken much fun and delight from his little experiment. Through a chuckle, Salazar demanded, “Stop, stop, stop! It was a bluff. You’re fine; you passed.”<br><br>Waiting for the girl to settle down, he didn’t release his hold on her out of suspicion that she would attempt to leave again, but told her, “Calm down; <em>chica</em>. I just wanted to test your strength and speed. I wanted to make sure that you could run away and somewhat defend yourself if you needed to. There’s so much that you need to learn, but you never know when you’ll be in danger before we can teach you. But enough talk…last test. When I bit you in the alley, I was teaching you something important. Let’s say that it’s a humane and discreet way of taking a life without your prey being aware of your true intentions. I want you to bite me in the same manner I bit you. It’s going to take lots of practice, especially since you have an impatient appetite. You’ll know when you’ve done it right though. Your prey will only experience pure pleasure. Take some blood from me to quench your thirst for now for we will be going to the coven after. There’s a blood bar there that you will be able to help yourself to. You will also be able to meet other members of the coven and mentors who will be just as willing to help you as I was.”<br><br>Salazar tilted his head slightly as a smirk sliced across his lips. “You can also see this as payback for what I did to you.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>09-12-2014, 13:09:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One of Salazar's black dress shirts and nothing much else.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>The apartment door handle was just out of reach when she felt something tug her backward. She didn't expect the arm to snake around her waist, her feet to lift off of the ground as she came to a sudden halt. The dress shirt that she wore hiked up considerably, the hem ending up around her hips, revealing the white lace of her underwear; it didn't put her off trying to escape, however. Her hands that she'd used only moments ago to kill a man moved to the arms that locked her against him. She tried pushing them away, tried breaking the hold he had on her, though she ultimately failed. Her momentum snubbed out like the flame of her anger as he let out a chuckle and she seemed to relax in his arms, sighing heavily as her feet shifted beneath her to better balance herself.<br><br>"What the heck is wrong with you?" Katherine mumbled under her breath, head tilting back to glance up at the taller man behind her. <br><br>He kept her in his arms, obviously bracing for another attempted escape by the young vampire. The brunette frowned at him, her eyes bright as her hands loosened on his arms. She felt a little self conscious as she noticed the shirt had slipped up her body and the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra when his arms were locked around her waist, but that was pushed to the back of her mind when he began speaking again. First 'bella donna' back in the alley and now 'chica' in his apartment? This guy was so confusing with all his mixed signals. <br><br>It made her feel good that she had proved she was able to defend herself (to a degree), or at least flee if she needed to; maybe this would be enough for her to return to her own apartment? Katherine didn't offer up the idea however, as he continued, stating there would be one last test. A familiar frown found her features again and then she found herself slightly dumbstruck. She lowered her head to avert his gaze, staring forward at the door instead. To be honest, the whole thing he mentioned after telling her to bite him blurred into a dull humming sound. She recalled how him sinking his teeth into the flesh of her neck made her feel the previous night and Katherine felt herself tense at the idea, embarrassment flushing her features as she kept her back to Diego. It seemed like such an intimate, personal thing; she wasn't sure she could pull it off. She wasn't even sure if she should do what he asked. Would it connect them in some weird way? Was it just some nonchalant thing that all vampires did? <br><br>While the idea of payback did sound good, she wasn't sure if this was her preferred means of revenge. The brunette couldn't stop thinking about it for those few seconds and she slowly lost her self control as the idea of blood pulsed through her mind as if it were blood in a vain. She glanced over her shoulder before loosening his grip and turning to face him. Her expression seemed serious as she continued to consider the idea, unknowingly giving into her hungry as the seconds ticked by. <br><br>Without a word, Katherine lifted an arm, pressing up onto her toes to add extra height; now that she wasn't in her heels, her small stature was even more apparent. Her hand brushed the mans shoulder before snaking against his neck before softly brushing her finger tips up into his short hair. She leaned up toward him, her bright blue eyes staring into his before her gaze shifted to stare at the flesh of his neck. If her heart were to beat, it would be breaking from her chest at that moment. Katherine was slow with her movements, even the build up as she leaned into him felt intimate to her. Her spare hand gripped a hold of his shoulder and she pushed up harder on her feet, pulling him toward her as she bared her fangs. Tenderly, she pressed her lips against the side of his neck before sinking her fangs deep within him. She felt the hot, coppery liquid spill into her mouth and as she swallowed her first mouthful, her lips disconnected from him to let out a long breath which would ghost against his skin. Blood dripped from the corners of her mouth and she soon bit back into him, drinking from him hungrily. Katherine felt herself pulling him closer, one hand gripping the back of his neck while the other grasped at the material of his shirt, her body pushing against his almost erotically. Every sense of hers heightened, her nerves tingling as she fed on him; she was so god damn hungry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>10-12-2014, 01:24:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br>Her presentation was good. Slow as though she were about to make love with her lover. His hands rested on her hips as she combed her fingers through his hair and raised on the balls of her feet until her lips were inches from his own. He could feel her soft breasts through his shirt, giving against his hard chest. The detective gazed deeply into her enticing pools, and then she averted her eyes to gaze upon her target. That was all he needed to see to know that this was going to be bad.<br><br><em>Dios mio</em>, Salazar mentally groaned. He was just waiting for it now.<br><br>He felt her hand latch onto his shoulder and then tug him forward against her lips. They had been as gentle as rose petals, but then came the thorns. When she sank her teeth into his neck, Salazar closed his eyes and his nose wrinkled with the pain he was resisting. She had given too much into her hunger. It was all right. She had some years to perfect it for she was still young.<br><br>As his blood filled her mouth, she would note that it tasted unlike anything she’d experienced. It tasted unlike what most vampires would experience even when drinking from other vampires for his bloodline was near ancient. The taste was strong like liquor; an aged and robust red wine. The memories that were in his blood were like a flood: too many coming all at once. Too many to keep track of and some lost to him.<br><br>When she retracted her fangs, Salazar had been hoping that she was finished, but greedily she went back for more. As her fingers curled and twisted into the material of his shirt and her hand gripped the back of his neck, Salazar felt his own urges welling within him about to overflow. His lips rolled back, unsheathing the fangs that were growing within his mouth. His hands rose almost shakily to her shoulders, taking hold of them before he shoved her back and ordered gruffly, “Stop!”<br><br>The detective turned his back to her, hand clutching his face as he mentally restrained his own lust. He felt his teeth shrink as he regained control, and briefly his hand rose from his face to rest upon his head as he felt a wave of a headache. He never said it was easy to resist what one was. The blood that oozed down his neck began to dry as the holes mended closed.<br><br>“You…” he breathed almost exasperatedly. “You have to work on that. That was terrible…just as you always do, you let your hunger get the best of you. You have to learn to control it or you won’t live long enough to see your next birthday. I’m not saying don’t feed, even I have to feed. I’m saying, control it like you did when you were human. It shouldn’t be a disorder though it is with some of our kind.”<br><br>Lowering his hand, Salazar faced her and stared at the shirt she was wearing for a moment as he mused silently. It almost looked like he shrugged his shoulders then as he went to the door.<br><br>“Let’s go. I will take you to the coven so that I can register you. Do not worry about your clothes; they will have clothes for you there. The others won’t care, and if you’re worried about humans seeing you, then you better keep up.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>11-12-2014, 00:44:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One of Salazar's black dress shirts and nothing much else.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>Memories she couldn't understand flooded her mind at an incredible speed. It was similar to how she remembered feeling in the alley, among other things, but it was stronger; the images and thoughts at the tip of her tongue though she couldn't place them. Katherine relished in the pleasure of the feed, her body practically writhing against his as she continued drinking, her eyes opening to stare at the wall opposite, completely engulfed by the blood slipping down her throat.<br><br>When hands shot up to her shoulders and a gruff command left his lips, Katherine was brought back to reality. She stumbled backward a little, blinking as she fixed the shirt that rested against her flesh. Her bright eyes stared at Diego's strong back as her fangs slipped back into her gums. Her hand lifted to wipe at her lips, at the blood that dripped from the corner of her mouth before she popped her thumb between her lips to finish off her meal. Her spare hand moved to brush the hair out of her face, pressing her fingers through her locks as the they cascaded back over her shoulders before dropping back at her side with a sigh.<br><br>"S-Sorry..." <br><br>As he began telling her of what an awful job she'd done her cheeks puffed out as if she were some sort of stubborn child. Katherine lowered her chin slightly as she looked for the floor, feeling a little ashamed that she'd lost control yet again. Once she lifted her gaze, she met his ashen eyes once more and she found herself even more aware of what she was wearing. <br><br>"How can you say this isn't a disorder? I'm a freak. I have to drink blood and I can't even do that right." Her arms shot across her chest and her eyes stared off to the side. Katherine then continued, mumbling quietly under her breath as her bare food tapped the ground twice, shifting her weight to pop one hip to the side. "Ugh, this is so frustrating..."<br><br>The next thing she wanted to say caught in her throat; she didn't want to bite anyone. Maybe saying that would make her appear weak or stupid? She'd already done enough. She remained still when Diego started toward the door and Katherine found herself frowning, following his movement. <em>This Coven thing again?</em> The thought made her a little nervous, especially since she was hardly dressed for going out and meeting a bunch of strangers who happened to be vampires. How did one dress for such an occasion? <br><br>"Woah, Woah, Woah. Hold up there. I can't just wear this! Are you kidding? I don't care if they won't care. I care! You should care too! Who the hell turns up somewhere with a young girl dressed in his shirt? They'll have clothes for me there? How do you know I'm going to like what they have? And why would they have clothes there anyway? From people they've killed? I don't want to wear dead people's stuff. Can't we just stop by my apartment on the way there? Please? It'll only take a second with how fast we are, right?"<br><br>Katherine batted her eyelids as she pleaded with him, one hand raising to play with her hair, as if the motion would somehow strengthen her case.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>13-12-2014, 19:42:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bGXDpzugnJo/ULW_gr13PJI/AAAAAAAAPw0/Iic0WmCoGzY/Pedro-2%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Coffin Chamber<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A black, long-sleeved shirt and dark-blue denim jeans.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> xSnorkleRainbow<br><br><hr><hr><br><strong>Woah, woah, woah. Hold up there. I can’t just wear this!...</strong><br><br>Salazar narrowed his eyes at her.<br><br><strong>…You should care too! Who the hell turns up somewhere with a young girl dressed in his shirt?...</strong><br><br>Frowning, he couldn’t believe what she was implying and interjected amidst her endless whining. “I doubt they would think what you would be thinking.”<br><br><strong>Can’t we just stop by my apartment on the way there? Please? It’ll only take a second with how fast we are, right?</strong><br><br>When she attempted to sway him with a pathetic stare, Salazar stepped passed her and opened the apartment door. He then told her over his shoulder, “If it gets you to stop whining, then we can go. We have to be quick. I want to get you safely to the coven without anymore drama.”<br><br>Stepping aside for her to pass, he said, “Lead the way.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>14-12-2014, 01:38:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> One of Salazar's black dress shirts and nothing much else.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> TheBlackThrone<br><br><hr><hr><br>When the older vampire stepped past her, Katherine followed his movements. Her expression didn’t change and for good reason; he gave it! When he turned away from her for the briefest of seconds, she pulled a fist to her chest and her nose wrinkled a victorious grin set on her lips as she revealed in her success, even if he did happen to call her out on whining at the same time. Who cared about that though? She was finally going to get her own set of clothes! <br><br>As the door opened, Katherine cleared her throat and her arm quickly shot back to her side before slipping behind her back gripping the other tightly as if she’d been caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to. His gaze had returned to her as he held open the door and she felt herself fidgeting at the idea of being caught with a stupid smile on her face. Hastily, Katherine grabbed up her shoes and pulled them onto her feet, making her noticeably taller, securing the buckles of the ankle straps as she stumbled toward the door. She sure as hell wasn’t about to parade around bare foot, despite her lack of publicly acceptable clothing and the fact that she could run like she was the Flash.<br><br>“Let’s get out of here then!” The girl exclaimed, sounding somewhat happier than she had been. Her smile still pulled at her lips, though she managed to rein in the cockiness of her previous grin. With that, she stepped past him, a small skip in her step as she left the apartment.<br><br>[ Continued Here. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=218562.msg10794501#msg10794501) ]<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>12-01-2015, 02:08:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/eb/bd/fd/ebbdfdd81fe7c33a324f1c3df1ad3ca8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Study<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black-framed glasses, white tunic, black stitched trousers, and moccasins.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> <em>Mentioned</em>: Katherine<br><br><hr><hr><br>The peppery smell of secondhand smoke permeated the air of his apartment. The vampire was seated in the study with books stacked upon books on the desk before him. The appearance of the White Wolf had presented an interesting and baffling mystery. Since when did werewolves care about vampires? Although the White Wolf had threatened to have them both dismembered, defanged, and burned at dawn, he had gotten the feeling that the wolf had actually been threatening only him. What did they want with Katherine? A mere fledgling?<br><br>Salazar was dressed unusual that night. He had changed out of his black shirt and jeans into an outfit not seen in ages. He wore a white, cotton knight’s tunic with black stitched trousers and deerskin moccs. They were comfortable clothes, but didn’t quite fit the unusual label. It was the black-framed glasses on his face, giving him a studious appeal that would have lifted a few bewildered brows. Since when did a vampire need glasses? They were blessed with enhanced senses upon being sired. Many didn’t question Salazar’s awkwardness for many weren’t allowed in his home. The only time he wore them was when he sat in his study conducting research.<br><br>Salazar retrieved the smoke he had resting in the ashtray next to a wine glass of blood and raised it to his lips. Dragging on it idly, he relaxed back in his chair and stared up at the ceiling and back at his thoughts. He had read through the historical archives the vampire scholars had recorded of the White Wolf’s movements and nowhere in it had there been a recording of him ever sparing the life of a vampire. The wolf was responsible for wiping out entire clans and destroying even the mightiest of vampire lords. So what had been his plan now? Why take interest in Katherine?<br><br>He tried to recall the memories that had flowed through her blood when he had bitten her. Sitting forward in his chair, Salazar removed the cig from his lips and frowned in thought as he tried to remember if he ever came across the memory of her being bitten. Katherine had clearly been bitten for she was obviously a young vampire, but by who? He hadn’t seen the creature.<br><br><em>Repressed memory?</em> Salazar mused, bobbing the cig between his fingers. Or did someone not want him to see it? He was now curious if she would be able to remember the face of the vampire that had bitten her. Perhaps her sire had something to do with the White Wolf?<br><br><em>He didn’t attempt to abduct her himself because he doesn’t want us to find out who he is,</em> he perceived. If so, why hadn’t he taken her the moment he had bitten her? There were too many questions and the more he created that were unanswered gave him a headache.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>12-01-2015, 16:36:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://38.media.tumblr.com/d5d94fbd3fa57d60e73553cd97c3637d/tumblr_ngdtl63oYV1u5ziobo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Salazar's Apartment.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Denim shorts (https://31.media.tumblr.com/2a608e991e2425829962ffcbf2d4717b/tumblr_ngsj0d59VX1tkp8ozo1_500.jpg), A two-toned blue/white long sleeved jumper (https://38.media.tumblr.com/8580b231bec4133e9a960a9a1f13c7d5/tumblr_ngou6kPnCt1sfku6po1_500.jpg) and a pair of white converse. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/99f11e12eca629896d1ccbdf45e05b9f/tumblr_nguertcYoU1rhrh3vo1_500.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Diego.<br><br><hr><hr><br>The sky was getting lighter from the darkness she was forced to become accustomed to. Before, she would have been asleep at this time, she would have never of seen this time of night but now it made her nervous. If she was out just a minute after the sun rose in the sky and she was exposed to it's rays, it would've been the end for her. Thankfully, she was entering a building which would at least shade her. The elevator took her up a few floors and Katherine stepped out into the hallway of the apartment building before pausing in front of a familiar door. <br><br>Katherine waited without knocking for a moment; maybe she should just turn back and find somewhere else? They said she could stay at the coven. She'd even like to have gone back to her apartment since Dracula had helped clean it up a bit...though she would have had to of changed the locks and finding a locksmith at that time of night might have been impossible. She needed to return his shirt anyway, and he did say she was welcome to his bedroom. Mind you that was probably before she went off on a massive rant about how vampires couldn't possibly exist. Great, now she felt like an idiot.<br><br>Inhaling a deep breath for courage, despite not needed to breath (it was a habit at this point), Katherine's free hand lifted from her side, balling into a fist to knock three times on the hard wooden door. She then waited, biting at her bottom lip. If he sent her away, she would just camp out in the corridor! <br><br>Once the door was opened, Katherine wouldn't give Diego Salazar any time to speak, instead she gripped her suitcase as if for courage and parted her lips to speak first.<br><br>"Hi..."<br><br>She had a whole speech planned in her head, but a simply greeting was all she could manage and she mentally scolded herself. Katherine simply looked at him then, her blue eyes glancing up and down him, observing what he was wearing which was completely different to what she had seen him in before. As she made eye contact with him, an eyebrow raised sharply at his glasses, her lips pressing together awkwardly as if she was holding back a smile.<br><br>"Why are you wearing glasses?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>13-01-2015, 04:16:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/eb/bd/fd/ebbdfdd81fe7c33a324f1c3df1ad3ca8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Study<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black-framed glasses, white tunic, black stitched trousers, and moccasins.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Katherine<br><br><hr><hr><br>The knock that sounded at the door aroused Salazar from his thoughts. His lunar eyes darted over in the direction of the sound and his dark brows furrowed in his suspicion. Glancing at his wall clock, it spooked him how close to dawn it was, and yet he had a visitor. It couldn’t have been a coincidence. Grasping the silver knife off his desk, Salazar rose from his chair and quietly exited the study into his living room. His eyes shifted red as his blood sight outlined the form of a woman standing outside his door. The vampire’s mouth slightly fell open in disbelief. No…it couldn’t be.<br><br>Lowering his knife, Salazar walked over to the door and opened it to see exactly who he feared.<br><br><strong>Hi…</strong><br><br>The vampire didn’t step aside to let her in and it took him a minute to find the will to speak. Someone must have set him up.<br><br><strong>Why are you wearing glasses?</strong><br><br>Glancing up at the sky, the sun looked like it was going to rise in less than an hour. Stepping aside, he grabbed Katherine’s forearm and yanked her into his apartment before slamming and locking the door. Salazar irritably marched back over to the study as he spoke to her without turning his head:<br><br>“What are you doing here? Why didn’t you stay at the Coven?” he angrily questioned.<br><br>Returning to his wine glass, he downed the blood and started collecting his books.<br><br>“Did you ever think that you could have led the werewolves here with your stunt? We could wake up dead!”<br><br>Returning the books to the shelf, he removed his glasses, folded the legs and neatly set them on his desk. He then approached the bookshelf once more and pulled the book that opened the door to the secret coffin room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>13-01-2015, 15:51:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://38.media.tumblr.com/d5d94fbd3fa57d60e73553cd97c3637d/tumblr_ngdtl63oYV1u5ziobo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Salazar's Apartment.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Denim shorts (https://31.media.tumblr.com/2a608e991e2425829962ffcbf2d4717b/tumblr_ngsj0d59VX1tkp8ozo1_500.jpg), A two-toned blue/white long sleeved jumper (https://38.media.tumblr.com/8580b231bec4133e9a960a9a1f13c7d5/tumblr_ngou6kPnCt1sfku6po1_500.jpg) and a pair of white converse. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/99f11e12eca629896d1ccbdf45e05b9f/tumblr_nguertcYoU1rhrh3vo1_500.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Diego.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Katherine blinked at him, confused when he didn't answer her right away. When he gripped her arm and tugged her forward, the young vampire stumbled into his apartment, suitcase rolling behind her and then paused to look back at him as he shut the door. As he made his way over toward his study, her eyes followed him and a frown quickly pulled at her features when he finally spoke. <br><br>"You told me I could stay here." Her voice was defensive.<br><br>She didn't move from her spot in front of the door but her eyes followed him around the room. <br><br>"Well, technically we wouldn't <em>wake up</em> dead. Because we'd be dead.." Katherine quickly continued, not wanting repercussions for her realistic answer. "I'm sorry, OK? I'm sorry I might've lead the werewolves here, I'm sorry I didn't stay at the Coven, I'm sorry you feel like you have to babysit me. But you don't. And I didn't stay at the Coven because I don't want to stay with a group of people I don't know." Katherine paused again; she'd never apologized so much in once sentence.<br><br>"And I needed to return your shirt. And I needed to thank you. For saving me back at my apartment...and in the alleyway when we first met, even." She then muttered under her breath, her chin tilting slightly to the side and downward. "Not that it really felt like it at the time." <br><br>The brunette's free hand remained at her side, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her shorts at her thigh as she spoke, obviously a little uncomfortable. "Not that there is really anything we can do about it tonight....But I'll go back to the Coven tomorrow...Or something." <br><br>Once she was done, she let out a light sigh, slightly relieved to get it all off of her chest. She wasn't exactly happy returning to the Coven, but maybe she could get her apartment fixed up and move back in there. Though the werewolves might need a bit more than a new lock to keep them out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 23:20:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/eb/bd/fd/ebbdfdd81fe7c33a324f1c3df1ad3ca8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Study<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black-framed glasses, white tunic, black stitched trousers, and moccasins.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Katherine<br><br><hr><hr><br>Salazar reemerged in the living room and walked over to Katherine to pick up her bags, hoping that she would follow him to the coffin room.<br><br>“You don’t know me anymore than the others. I told you to stay at the Coven because their defenses are more suited to protect someone of your importance. My apartment’s defense is its simplicity. It has no defense. It looks like any other apartment in this city…”<br><br>He set her luggage down in the coffin room and fell silent in his thoughts. Those creatures were inevitably going to come to his apartment. Normally, werewolves weren’t that much of a threat for they only changed on the night of a full moon, but after having seen the White Wolf, they weren’t dealing with normal werewolves. It was only the White Wolf who could change willingly without need of the moon, and if he made descendants, then they too would have the same ability.<br><br>It wasn’t her fault…she was still human in mind and had very little experience dealing with the paranormal. He wasn’t going to worry her. At this point with so little time, all he could do is prepare.<br><br>“…I lied. My apartment isn’t entirely defenseless. There are traps. I will set them now before we rest,” he informed. “In the meantime, get settled. If you haven’t drank any blood, then I recommend you drink some before you go to bed. I salvaged a bottle from that man you killed. You can find it on the table there where my cigarettes are.”<br><br>The vampire stepped out of the coffin room to begin walking about his apartment, setting traps that had been camouflaged within the walls, ceiling, and floorboards. There were pressure traps to tripwire and every consequence was tipped with silver. Silver wasn’t only effective against werewolves. There were several other creatures that succumbed to its purifying burn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>21-01-2015, 19:00:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://38.media.tumblr.com/d5d94fbd3fa57d60e73553cd97c3637d/tumblr_ngdtl63oYV1u5ziobo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Salazar's Apartment.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Denim shorts (https://31.media.tumblr.com/2a608e991e2425829962ffcbf2d4717b/tumblr_ngsj0d59VX1tkp8ozo1_500.jpg), A two-toned blue/white long sleeved jumper (https://38.media.tumblr.com/8580b231bec4133e9a960a9a1f13c7d5/tumblr_ngou6kPnCt1sfku6po1_500.jpg) and a pair of white converse. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/99f11e12eca629896d1ccbdf45e05b9f/tumblr_nguertcYoU1rhrh3vo1_500.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Diego.<br><br><hr><hr><br>As Diego approached her, she frowned at him defensively. When he took her bag from her, her hand released the handle and she paused when she saw him taking her case into the coffin room. This confused her, as she had no intention of staying in the coffin with him. He had offered her his bedroom before and that was where she was intending to sleep. <br><br>"Hey. Wait a second!" Katherine followed after him, stepping into the coffin chamber as he spoke to her.<br><br>It was true, she didn't really know him anymore than any of the other members of the Coven. That didn't change the fact that he was the one who found her and took her in, no matter how much he wanted her gone. Her bottom lip jutted out as he mentioned the defenses of the Coven and her arms quickly crossed over her chest.<br><br>"I'm not important." She mumbled under her breath, staring down at the coffin instead of at Diego directly.<br><br>The brunette seemed confused as he admitted he'd lied to her about his apartment. <em>I thought I was the one with Bipolar..</em> Katherine raised an eyebrow as he informed her that he apartment wasn't as defenseless as he'd made it out to be. When he mentioned the bottle of blood on his desk, she seemed conflicted. Katherine didn't move as he moved past her and out of the small, windowless room. She decided not to drink, since she knew she wouldn't be able to have just one mouthful. Swallowing back her doubt, she turned and paused at the door, watching Diego buzz around the apartment. As he seemed to finish up, the young vampire called out to him albeit a little nervously.<br><br>"You said I could stay in your bedroom before..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 01:23:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/eb/bd/fd/ebbdfdd81fe7c33a324f1c3df1ad3ca8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br><strong>Location:</strong> His apartment - Study/Coffin Room - Scene Transition<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black-framed glasses, white tunic, black stitched trousers, and moccasins.<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Katherine<br><br><hr><hr><br><em>I can’t believe that I forgot all about these traps…</em> Salazar mused as he carefully laid down a loose floorboard for a pressure switch. <em>I didn’t think I would ever have to use them. It’s a little frightening that I would have to use them now.</em><br><br><strong>You said I could stay in your bedroom before…</strong><br><br>Salazar paused in his actions to frown as he gazed into his memory bank. When did he ever say that? She didn’t know him all that well, but she just became acquainted with his bad memory.<br><br>“I don’t remember saying that,” he answered dismissively.<br><br>Glancing around the living room, he retraced his footsteps back to the study and stood in the doorway, scowling at the brunette. What a spoiled brat…<br><br>“The White Wolf wants you for some reason and he will do all that he can to get to you.” Slamming his fist against the doorframe, he had been gentle enough to leave a light impression of his hand in the wood. “<em>Maldita Dracula!</em>”<br><br><em>Why did he let her go?</em> he thought angrily.<br><br>There was no use staying angry. She was so naïve. It seemed almost pointless trying to emphasize how much danger she had actually put them in. Resting his head against his fist, Salazar mused in silence for a few seconds before he turned his stark eyes to her.<br><br>“If we wake up still where we are tonight, then we can safely assume that the werewolves weren’t watching you when you decided to come over here. You can have the bedroom then…”<br><br>The vampire was disturbed. He had a bad feeling about this. Was he really going to risk sleeping knowing that the werewolves could ambush them anytime? He had only two choices: 1) Remain awake in the coffin room, keeping watch for the werewolves’ arrival, or 2) rest and pray that they both wake in the evening. Why risk it? Shaking his head, Salazar took one step from the doorframe and his form stretched into a blur toward Katherine. His hand found her throat and before she knew it, the air was ruffling her locks and her back met the cushiony interior of the coffin. Salazar closed the coffin lid on top of her and sat atop of it as he took a minute to prepare a cigarette. For some reason, he had a feeling that he wasn’t going to get the chance to smoke one tonight.<br><br>Waving the coffin entrance closed, Salazar placed the cig between his lips and was prepared to sit silently through Katherine’s protests. It was for her own good. Keeping watch was better than not keeping watch, and since she was young, he suspected that she would become susceptible to the sleep and eventually grow quiet.<br><br>[Post Continued Here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=218562.msg10951257#msg10951257)]
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				Title: <strong>Re: 13 Roses: Salazar's Apartment</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 19:52:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://38.media.tumblr.com/d5d94fbd3fa57d60e73553cd97c3637d/tumblr_ngdtl63oYV1u5ziobo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Salazar's Apartment.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Denim shorts (https://31.media.tumblr.com/2a608e991e2425829962ffcbf2d4717b/tumblr_ngsj0d59VX1tkp8ozo1_500.jpg), A two-toned blue/white long sleeved jumper (https://38.media.tumblr.com/8580b231bec4133e9a960a9a1f13c7d5/tumblr_ngou6kPnCt1sfku6po1_500.jpg) and a pair of white converse. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/99f11e12eca629896d1ccbdf45e05b9f/tumblr_nguertcYoU1rhrh3vo1_500.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Diego.<br><br><hr><hr><br>When Diego completely dismissed her fact with his awfully convenient memory loss, her jaw dropped a little and a frown reached her features. Was he being serious?<br><br>"What? You did say that. Are you joking?"<br><br>Katherine stood in the doorway of the make shift bedroom as he traced back to the doorway of his study. She was caught a little off guard when he slammed his fist into the door frame and the sound caused her to flinch, her eyes wide as she watched him. She couldn't believe that he still thought that this 'White Wolf' guy was still targeting her; she couldn't believe that she was his one and only target. She wasn't special. That being said, the brunette kept her mouth shut.<br><br>When he lowered his head to his fist, she almost felt a little apologetic, like she wanted to comfort him in some way. That emotion quickly changed when he turned his eyes to her again and she tensed, straightening and holding his eye contact bravely. <br><br>"Wouldn't there be more danger for you if I shared your...coffin?" It was still hard to say. "The bedroom would be safer, right? They might leave you alone if we're separate..." As if that was the issue here. <em>Look at the bigger picture here, Katherine.</em><br><br>Suddenly, Salazar was flashing toward her; her bright eyes couldn't keep up with his movement as well as she'd thought. His hand gripped her throat and she stumbled backward as result of the sudden pressure, her hair falling into her face. Then darkness. She was silent at first, unsure of what had just happened. Then realization hit her. <br><br>"Hey! Hey, let me out of here! I don't want to be stuck in your nasty coffin! Hey!" <br><br>Katherine's fist pounded at the lid of the coffin, her feet also making as much noise as possible. She quickly gave up on banging around and began pushing with her newly found strength instead, her groans of protest weak under the weight of Diego sat upon the coffin. That didn't seem to help much either; it tired her out though. After a while, the girl simply sighed and relaxed back into the plush inside of the coffin. <br><br>"Jerk..." Her mind replayed the events of the day, going over and over everything like a high definition movie. Before she knew it, sleep had claimed her.<br><br>[ Continued Here. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=218562.msg10961824#msg10961824) ]
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