[Eve Lacus] Dance upon the Vampire...Bund ][Alternate][ [Jagaan]
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				Title: <strong>[Eve Lacus] Dance upon the Vampire...Bund ][Alternate][ [Jagaan]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eve Lacus</strong> on <strong>27-09-2011, 09:28:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i42.servimg.com/u/f42/12/12/45/20/a00110.jpg)</div>They called her princess. However she really was a Queen, an eternal being whom had lived for centuries, ruling from the shadows over the immortal race of the vampires. The blood in her veins directly descending from the very first vampires themselves, the pure, the absolute, the true blood. These facts were what gave the princess the right to reign, to govern her people, to set in the motion the plans that would change this world forever. “Your Highness….its nearing time for the press conference.” The female attendant informed, stepping into lukewarm atmosphere of the princesses bathing chambers. <br><br>“The reporters from the main land are growing restless to hear your important…announcement.”&nbsp; The vampire royal smiled, shifting in the tub. “Is that a fact?” She looked towards the television monitor, where the news was airing a live feed of the pre-events that were happening before the conference. The reporters broadcasting from each network were building up their viewers in anticipation, feeding the people at home with theories, and unconfirmed stories. <br><br>Though none of them were even hitting close to the mark on what the dark princess might reveal. “Well I guess your right Vera. Its time for me to go.” The vampire queen rose from the bubble fill bath, baring her soapy form for only a moment, before stepping into the towel her attendant offered. “I can no longer keep my public waiting.” She tightened the towel around her body, turned away from the attendant known as Vera, and headed behind the dressing screen where her wardrobe for the day was waiting. <br><br>---------------------------------<br><br><strong>On the coast of the city:</strong> Hundred miles outside the Bund (Vampire Kingdom)<br><br>The clicking patterns upon the concrete flooring of the occupied warehouse, progressed towards the arms group surrounding the chained prisoner. “How goes our captive?” The beautiful lady stated, standing before the assembly of volatile warriors. “Not well.” One of the soldiers responded stepping forward. He was obvious the leader of this little band of thugs. “He still hasn’t agreed to our little…request just yet.”&nbsp; <br><br>The soldier motioned toward the chained individual, as one of the other men in the group fist connected with the captives face. “Of course Burkecoff is work’in on him.” The lady smiled, shaking her head at the soldier. “We don’t want him injured.” She weaved around the warrior, progressing toward the prisoner. “On the contrary if he is to assist us on this little mission.” She stepped closer. “We need him in tip…top shape if he is to eliminate a little problem of ours.” <br><br>She finished her statement, than pushed the remaining soldiers out of the way, and kneeled before their prisoner. “You’re a stubborn one.” The lady began, gazing at the chained captive. “My men tell me you will not agree to our little request.” She laughed, flicking a strand of her hair behind her ear. “That’s unfortunate. Now you leave me no choice.” The lady looked to person before her with a malevolent glint in her eyes. “Since you won’t help us willingly. I guess I will just have to force you.” <br><br>She speaking about compulsion, a ability all vampires had, but only a powerful night dweller could use on other vampires. “Of course you could be a good prisoner, and agree to help us.” She offered. “Than there would be no need for me to ensnare your will to mine.” The lady moved forward, pressing her slender body near the shackled hostage. “So what do you say?&nbsp; Agree to help organization willingingly, and we will let you go free and clear. Or refuse us and I will compel you, force you to be a pawn in our plans.” She paused for a second letting prisoner absorb everything she had said. “So what is it going to be? Join us willingly, or be compelled to become our organizations pawn in assassinating our greatest enemy. Her royal highness Amelia (Mina for short) Tepes, Queen of the vampires.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dance upon the Vampire...Haven [Eve &amp; Jagaan]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagaan</strong> on <strong>27-09-2011, 22:56:54</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">He woke up, eyes wide and hands ready to kill. But they were gone ...; the warehouse had been emptied out leaving no trace of anything that had transpired just a few moments ago.<br><br>Getting up slowly, he wiped his bloody face with the sleeve of his torn and equally blood shirt. They had been looking for him for a while, and had finally got him. <br><br>He supposed he could have just slipped into the shadows again, she hadn’t compelled him or anything yet, however they would give chase again … and with their resources he would be found sooner or later. <br><br>Growling in frustration he started to limp out of the building … just one kill … and all would be back to normal again...he didn’t have to listen to any more orders!<br><br>------<br><br>It was tricky he thought slipping into through the fence, the hole he made with his hands just big enough for him. There were guards in every nook and corner of this man made border control. They were all creatures of the night, just like him. Yet, they seemed different from many of the riff raffs he had met during his travels. They seemed trained, disciplined and with some sort of purpose.<br><br>This princess was certainly formidable … to have such dedication, unless they were under compulsion. <br><br>Dark green eyes blinked in concentration, and just as the last guard moved position, Amos almost flew straight ahead in to the clearing.<br><br>According to his Intel she had just made an important announcement a short while ago. He would take her out in the next morning then, it would be no good facing off a fellow vampire especially of her caliber at her prime.<br><br>Slowly trying to blend in the city was easy; it’s what he had been doing for all these years …Ever since that day some decades and decades ago when he just came to be in existence without prior knowledge of what had happened in his “ previous life”. Some would have been upset, but to Amos , it was as if a great burden had been lifted from his shoulders … he could do anything he wanted. <br><br>The princess would perish for his freedom , there was no other options.<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Eve Lacus] Dance upon the Vampire...Bund ][Alternate][ [Jagaan]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eve Lacus</strong> on <strong>02-10-2011, 05:17:54</strong>
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				The princess was dressed in record time, and arrived to the press conference in her normal punctual manner. Her bodyguards swarmed around the area, keeping an ever vigilant eye as their queen sat upon her throne. The camera flashed as the photographers took endless amount of pictures of the vampire princess, while their counter parts the reporters sat on the edge of their seats, waiting eagerly for the interview to begin. “I am pleased that all of you are so enthusiastic to hear my special announcements.” The princess stated, beginning the live interview broadcast of the press conference. <br><br>The room grew quieted; the camera’s focusing on the small royal, completely captivated on her words and presences. “I have brought you all here to reveal a crucial revelation that will change your countries perspective forever.” The crowd began to whisper, looking to one another in confusion. “What kind of revelation could that be your highness?” One of the reporters inquired out of turn. The princess smirked at the mortal’s questions, musing at his total lack of patients. <em>Such foolishness.</em> She thought, shaking her head the naiveté of the beings before her. <br><br>“That is a very good question my journalist friend.” The vampire royalty replied. “One that I fully intend to answer during the course of the conference.” The princess looked to the reporter gently, motioning for him to take his seat. “As you all know I am not from your country, and am here on visa, leasing a plot of land from the state.” The crowd remained silent, listening to the already known piece of knowledge. “My kingdom needing asylum for a short time, until future plans could be put into motion.” The princess paused, leaning forward on her throne. <br><br>“That day is today.” She continued. “The day I finally reveal those plans to the good people of this country.” The mass of journalist frowned, looking to one another in confusion, as a large screen appeared overhead. The monitor powered on, displaying a large island metropolis off the coast. “Behold!” The princess motioned towards visual. <br><br>“This is the kingdom of the vampire. <em>The vampire Bund!</em>” <br><br>----------------------------<br><br>“You did well today your highness.” Vera commended the princess, relaxing ours after the press conference. “Thank you Vera. I believe it was stunning and successful day as well.” She replied to her attendant, relaxing upon the sofa in her rooms. “The Bund is built. Our people are safe, and that terrorist organization of vampires were unable to foil our day.” All in all it was a victory Amelia (the princess) and her people could content with. <br><br>“Yes you highness. It is indeed a new day for those of our kind.” Vera smiled at the young royal. “<em>He</em>…would have been proud of your accomplishment as well your highness.” Amelia smiled at Vera’s words, looking towards the picture on the stand. “I think your right Vera. I think Amos would have like what out people have accomplished today. The princess smiled, looking affectionately at the image of her long departed bodyguard. How Amelia wished he was here right now.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Eve Lacus] Dance upon the Vampire...Bund ][Alternate][ [Jagaan]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagaan</strong> on <strong>08-10-2011, 20:39:11</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Most of his kind simply did not care for the sun at all. It was there time to sleep around, to hide themselves from hunters and engage in other low key activities. To him, it was the time of movement. Quick as a shadow, he jumped from shadow to shadow, from nook to nook. It was a long and extremely drawn out process, but it got him to the right places.<br><br>Feeling his head heating up quite a bit, he rolled one more time, avoiding a human guard. He was now in the princess's famous and exquisite gardens. It was 5AM, and the human world for the most part was fast asleep. Apparently the news yesterday had been something astronomical as there were dozens and dozens of news vans parked everywhere around the mansion. Most if not all were asleep, which boded well for him.<br><br>According to his senses, in the direct vicinity there were fifteen vampires and close ten humans. He didn't know which was the princess, his sensing skills were better than most, yet not almighty. To avoiding being sensed, he had avoided drinking human blood for the last few days; also underneath his long robe he wore the most earthly clothes he could get his hands upon. It wasn't perfect, but hopefully by the time they would comprehend the “intruders” scent, the deed would be done and he would be long gone.<br><br>Avoiding another guard, he hid under a shrubbery. This one was directly underneath a large window on the second floor. Whilst looking away from the building, he used his arms and legs to slowly and gracefully climb the pristine, beautiful mansion.<br><br>Getting inside was tricky, he did not want to break the window, and alert every one of his presence. Carefully, with a muffled voice he managed to open the window with some force. Finally inside, he lowered his robe with a quiet sigh. That had been risky; any more heat and … well nothing good. Turning around slowly he got the shock of his life. For some reason, another of his kind was standing right next to him, mouth open in shock. <br><br>Of all days, the man thought cursing, seeing as the man wanted a late night snack or something. The guard was about to shout out, when with lightening precision he kicked in the throat stabbed in his sides by an extremely blunt knife. As the body fell, he quickly grabbed it covering the mouth. It wouldn’t kill the guy, but would knock him out ….for a long time. Placing the body down, now in a hurry, he turned to the corner, almost slipping in the process. <br><br>Her door was slightly ajar, composing himself again , he entered the room slowly a blunt knife in each hand ready.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Eve Lacus] Dance upon the Vampire...Bund ][Alternate][ [Jagaan]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eve Lacus</strong> on <strong>13-10-2011, 08:44:27</strong>
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				It was nearing five in the morning when Amelia decided to finally retire to bed. The evening hadn’t progressed much after the press conference, and the princess’ conversation with Vera. The two female vampires had conversed some after the brief mention of Amos, but it was obvious the princess no longer desired any company. Which was the way it always was when someone mentioned Amelia’s former bodyguard. She still and probably would never be over the incident that had taken Amos’ life. <em>It was all my fault.</em> The princess reflected, silently gazing through the window of her room. It was quiet sunrise upon the grounds of the manor’s estate she taking up residents. <br><br>Everything was serene, peaceful, almost like a paradise. At least it would have been that for Amelia, if things had turned out differently. <em>I should have sent you away. Gave myself up.</em> Amos might still be alive if the princess had made that sacrifice. Not that she was foolish enough to believe that her former bodyguard would have agreed to such a decision. Amos had been a powerful, dedicated, loyal knight to the crown. And secretly the princess had desired and wanted him in her bed. <br><br>Which was why Amos was dead now. The noble clans had learned of Amelia’s affections for the bitten vampire, and set a horrendous plan into motion. That had nearly killed the Queen of the vampires, and tore her kingdom apart. If it hadn’t been for Amos’ noble sacrifice, the Vampire bund would not be built today. “What you did wasn’t in vain my brave bodyguard.” The princess whispered, her hand reached out to touch the cool surface of the window. “Our people are safe because of you.” Amelia smiled, wiping away budding tear from her eye. <br><br>She knew that more tears wouldn’t do any good. Beside the princess had cried enough tears for the past. “I should go to bed now.” She stated out loud to herself. Amelia had tons of meetings the following evening that would need her attendance. “A good night sleep will do me some…” The princess paused, the smell of blood catching the end of her sentence. She could feel something was wrong. Amelia dashed across the room, grabbing for the blade she kept under her nightstand. She felt foolish that she was about to fight some unknown assailant in nothing but her skin, and piece of lingerie (http://img.alibaba.com/wsphoto/v0/364046374/Skirt-G-stings-Stockings-Black-Sexy-Babydoll-Lingerie.jpg) that revealed most of her body.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Unfortunately the princess had little choice. It was obvious by the smell of blood that this assassin had taken out her present guard, and it would take a miracle to alert the remaining Knights of the Earth clan without this assailant knowing. Amelia took a deep breath hiding in the shadows. She had no desire to engage in combat tonight, but the princess would be damn if she was going to allow herself to die.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Eve Lacus] Dance upon the Vampire...Bund ][Alternate][ [Jagaan]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jagaan</strong> on <strong>22-10-2011, 22:33:54</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Slowly , within the shadows he entered the room , daring not to make a noise. She probably had a great deal of tricks under her bad , that he had no intention to fitness firsthand. With careful precision he made his way to the bed , noticing a slight lump.<br><br>With speed that surprised him , in a burst of speed , he dashed and leaped up , both knives in precise stabbing&nbsp; motions. A perfect, quick and painless death , he thought. As soon as his knives stabbed the lump , he knew she had already hidden somewhere. Bits of pillow and feather flying around everywhere , he turned around quickly seeing a shadow coming towards him.<br><br>Stumbling back , he positioned his hood so she could not see his face. He could see her completely now, it was almost sun rise.<br><br>She was stunning ... even when she was to sleep. Her hair was defiant , going all over the place ... and her nightdress .... it was all so ... familiar ?<br><br>With a grunt he took a step back , compulsion! It wasn't s uprising ... as the queen of vampires ..she would have certain <br>powers. <br><br>She needed to die. For his sake. For freedom. Glancing at her extremely sharp and ceremonial blade , he dashed to his side, manoeuvring around her bed. <br><br>"I'm sorry ... but you will die" he said in a somewhat remorseful voice , throwing one of the knifes directly in line with her head , whilst he blitzed towards her , hoping his distraction would allow him to end this.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Eve Lacus] Dance upon the Vampire...Bund ][Alternate][ [Jagaan]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eve Lacus</strong> on <strong>31-10-2011, 02:01:04</strong>
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				The princess kept to the shadows, and remained silent as the assassin entered the room. She watched from concealing darkness as the silhouetted figure crept through her chambers, heading towards the bed. The maids had already prep the comforting piece of furniture earlier that night, fluffing, and cushioning bed spread exactly the way Amelia liked it. The princess could have attacked the assailant than, possibly ended this situation before it escalated, but something inside told her to hold off on the opportunity. It was hard to say, but Amelia felt she needed to face this assassin. <br><br>It was time to prove to her enemies that she would no longer stand for their machinations. She was the absolute authority; the realm of the night belonged to her, and as its ruler. The princess would not tolerate any one who dared undermine her power. Not those who served under her, not the vampires who wished to usurp her power, and especially not a certain organization who disagreed with her beliefs. It was time she set an example. It was time for her enemies to know that if they wish to do battle, than Amelia was prepared for them. <br><br>She had to be. <br><br>The princess no longer had Amos’ protection. <br><br>She was on her own. Amelia stepped from shadows, blade in hand. Her eyes glowing a beautiful bright hue of crimson, as she fixed onto the silhouette figure, the vampire princess could have compelled the assassin right than to do her bidding. However Amelia wanted this unfortunate individual to be coherent when she took him prisoner, and she wanted him to be aware of his impending fate when she interrogated him. There would be no mercy for this particular assassin this night. <br><br>Amelia continued to watch her attacker, he stepped back possibly noticing glint in her eyes. He feared the compulsion, like many other vampires that came into the princess’ presence. All of them weary that the vampire queen would enslave their minds. <em>Good</em> She thought. <em>You should at least have some fear of the person you are challenging.</em> Amelia glared, pointing the knife towards the shrouded male. “Leave now!” She demanded. “I know not why you have intruded into my home, nor do I care.” The vampiress continued, baring her fangs. “However whatever organization that has sent you here in attempt to take my life. Sent you my stealthily assassin on a fools errand.”&nbsp; <br><br>The princess informed the male assailant. “I have no intention of dying.” She stated pointedly, watching him as his focus shifted to her blade. Amelia had been so certain that she’d been keeping a close eye on her opponent, but in the end she expected such speed. The assassin seem to come out of nowhere, as he dashed around the vampiress bed, weapon in hand. He wasted no gaps in time to attack, as the blade in his hand released, and headed towards Amelia’s. The princess really had no trouble maneuvering around the assault. She dodged the blade easily ducking before it reached her head, and began to prepare to go onto her offense. However she paused, stunned somewhat by the assassin’s words. <br><br><em>"I'm sorry ... but you will die."</em> That is what he’d said before throwing the knife, and yet despite the fact that he still meant to kill her. Amelia couldn’t shake her curiosity. What kind of assassin apologized before attempting to takes it target life? Certainly not any killers she had ever met. It made no sense, and yet Amelia was certain he was sincere.&nbsp; This assassin truly held remorse for what he was endeavoring to do. The vampire royal wished she had the time to analyze this show of remorse, but unfortunately fate had other ideas for them. They were to do battle, and only one of them would most likely survive. <br><br>“You are trying to kill me.” Amelia recovered. “As far as I am concerned you can swallow your apology.” She spat at him, propelling herself into action. She dodged the assassin’ s attack, moving into a defensive stance, as he came forward. Amelia stood her ground, bracing herself for a position of attack. When he was finally close enough the princess used her free hand to ram a decent enough force into the palm of his chest. Than she used her hand holding the weapon to shove the warrior against the wall, the vampiress use the opportunity to escape into the other direction. IT seem like she was trying to escape, but that was farther from the truth. <br><br>Amelia made it across the room. Took the sword that hung above the mantle. Swung around and pointed the weapon towards the intruder. “I would prefer to kill, but I will show you mercy if you answer this one question truthfully.” She stated. Who are you?” 
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