Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)
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				Title: <strong>Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:39:54</strong>
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				"NO! I won't do it. No way in hell you can make me." She was screaming loud enough for the whole estate to hear her. The blonde even stomped her foot like a spoiled child in front of her family. <br><br>"I will not take no for an answer. You have been enough trouble with your activities in vampire hunting that they are now targeting the family directly. They almost took my head, Nell!" Her white haired father screamed just as loud. "They are setting this up to stop this from becoming an all out war. You will marry whoever they say and not try to kill the man. It is one of the higher ups. I guess they don't trust you not to kill anyone else. The contract states that the one you will marry will be strong enough to stop you, so you better just behave."<br><br>Nell's eyes turned dark, her blond hair falling to cover her face. "I am having no part of this. I'm an adult, you can't just act like I'm five and order me to marry this freak of nature."<br><br>Andrew turned to his sister, "He's still the head of the family, and he has already signed the contract. You have no choice left. They will ruin us, or kill us all if you don't. We have family and loved ones to protect. Do your part."<br><br>Nell looked to her mother, the strong backbone of the family, but was disappointed to see her shaking her head no to Nell. "So, you think I will just go willingly into the mouth of the beast?"<br><br>"They will not kill you. They have made that clear in the contract. I don't know if they consider being turned being killed, but you will survive." Her father tried to calm her fears. "There is nothing left but to comply."<br><br>She looked at each with horror on her face, her green eyes unbelieving. "I can't believe you." She ran for her car, intent to leave this madness behind, but her brother's arms caught her tight. "You will be staying here until the ceremony tonight." One hand and a cloth covered her mouth before darkness claimed her sight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:49:10</strong>
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				Aaria sighed quietly and leaned back into her chair, clicking her cell phone shut.&nbsp; She glanced lazily to the grandfather clock she'd had for the last seventy years, and shook her head, thick black hair cascading down to curl at her pale cheeks.&nbsp; Her voice was soft and melodious as she spoke to the man sitting in the chair opposite her.&nbsp; "That was Andrew, Father...He says my bride is being willful..."&nbsp; She sighs again, her brilliant blue eyes flickering down to her lap, where her phone lay.&nbsp; "I suppose I'll have to go get her myself after the ceremony..."<br><br>Her father laughed humorlessly, his thick black hair, so much like his daughter's, brushed back to his shoulders.&nbsp; His young face belied his centuries, and his impish grin did the same.&nbsp; "Ahh, young love."&nbsp; He laughed at his own wit and shook his head as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 22:18:05</strong>
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				Nell's eyes fluttered open, a full blown headache making it clear to her not to move quickly for fear that whatever held her to this world wouldn't last with any fast movements. Groaning, she tried to move against the cotton sheets, but something tightened and pinched her wrists as they were brought towards her face. Blinking against the pain in her head, she forced her eyes to focus on the black bands around each wrist.<br><br>She didn't remember this. Did she lose in a fight? She groaned louder, pouting before she remembered fighting with her family and what it was about. Andrew had to have done this, no one else would dare. She pulled the restraints tight and growled. Her brother was more skilled at something like this than she would have given him credit for. Then again he was the one that had trained her in their childhood to protect herself. <br><br>She thought about screaming, but the headache pounded with just enough pressure to make her rethink the idea. Laying her head back, she stared at the ceiling and waited. Darkness was already greeting her at the windows, so would the one she would marry so she guessed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 01:06:12</strong>
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				Aaria let her car pull to the side of the estate, studying the massive structures for a long moment.&nbsp; She climbs out of her vehicle, her slim legs flashing out of her old-fashioned, yet revealing dress.&nbsp; It was all black, the moonlight making it seem as if parts of her body weren't there.&nbsp; She walked towards the estate, easily moving over the fences and walls.&nbsp; She stopped a moment, orienting herself, and then began to climb the wall, moving faster than a mortal would walk.&nbsp; Aaria sighed quietly to herself as she stood on the windowsill, her carefully manicured nails lightly stroking over the window as she looked in on Nell's bound form, her slender, yet curvaceous body outlined by the moon.&nbsp; She grins wolfishly, exposing two short fangs, and taps lightly on the window with a fingernail.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 04:20:24</strong>
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				Nell's eyes opened wide and whipped to the window. Seeing the eyes and face of a woman looking back at her, she recoiled as best she was able to the headboard. The only way that woman could be there was if she was a vampire. A growl formed in her throat as she wanted to fight, not be handed to this woman like some offering to a god.<br><br>The growl didn't do her much justice as her human vocal chords just couldn't reproduce the effects of her anger like a werewolf was able. It was the reason she was in this mess to begin with. She had fallen head over heels in lust with a handsome if air headed werewolf. She had been pulled into a bar fight with her and another woman that turned out to be a vampire and that set everything into motion. The flame had died out for them both, but her hunting had given her such an adrenaline high that she didn't want to stop. She didn't have any idea how many of them she had decapitated, but something told her this woman knew exactly how many she had fallen. <br><br>Looking back with angry green eyes, her teeth bared every bit as much as her lover's would have been. Some part of her had loved not only the woman wolf, but the nature of the species as well. She felt connected to it. This though, this was all wrong. The hairs on her neck stood up, her skin and muscles danced with the need to fight or flee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 04:27:15</strong>
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				Aaria smiled as she heard the growl, and she knelt fluidly, somehow managing to stay on the windowsill even in her three inch heels.&nbsp; The window slid open silently, the vampiress disappearing in a whisp of black cloth.&nbsp; Her silhoutte was seen as she stood up in the window frame, slowly growing larger as she moved to the bed side.&nbsp; One pale fingertip reached out to trace along the girl's wrist.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She smiled to herself, recalling the several times this had happened in her relatively short two hundred years.&nbsp; She thought back to the werewolf she'd taken, reminded of her by the girl's growl.&nbsp; That one had fought the hardest, and tasted the best, both in lust and in feeding.&nbsp; She knelt down by the bedside, her gentle, young face belying her heartlessness and willingness to snap the girl like a twig if she were displeased.&nbsp; Her voice was soft, and barely audible, brushing across the captive's neck.&nbsp; "Hello, Nell..."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 05:24:18</strong>
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				Nell was shaking, never having been so close to a vampire without the protection of her weapons. Her eyes never left the woman, even as she seemed to disappear and reappear. She was used to this, used to feeling more than seeing where they would turn up. Turning her head to greet the woman as she materialized and moved forward to her side. Nell had to admit the woman was beautiful, but her senses screamed not to believe the gentleness that was carefully masked there. <br><br>"Stay away from me," she warned quietly and shivered as the woman spoke at the same moment, her name ghosting over her neck and the shell of her ear like a cold breeze. She tried to push herself back against the bed, but there was no longer any room to move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 05:32:59</strong>
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				Aaria exhaled quietly, her cold breath smelling of spices and the faint metallic aroma of blood as it moved the girl's blonde hair.&nbsp; A slender hand moved up along the opposite side of the girl's neck, and then she would feel soft lips against her ear, a chilling, gentle whisper coming to her.&nbsp; "A farmer would not stay from a horse he bought, nor gentry from a manor...You are mine, Nell..." <br><br>She leaned even closer, her slender body pressing briefly to the girl's as she drew in a deep breath of the girl's scent, a soft, almost sensual sigh escaping her as she stood, a last touch of cold fingertips to warm human lips marking the visit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 07:04:16</strong>
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				Nell's eyes narrowed in anger as the woman spoke of her like she was cattle. Her nose flared from the scent of blood on the woman; she had fed before coming to get her? She growled again, her anger getting the best of her.<br><br>"I am not your property, parasite." She wasn't yelling, her tone more level and that made her all the more lethal in a fight. Only problem was with her hands bound, there wasn't much fight to be had. How could they all treat her this way. She was livid, even as the woman retreated.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 00:03:56</strong>
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				She smirked faintly, ignoring the girl's words as she moved to the window, slipping out of it and sitting on the window ledge for a short moment.&nbsp; She glances over her shoulder, her smile teasing as she studies the girl with either real, or very skillfully feigned, pity.&nbsp; <br><br>"You most certainly are, my little bell."&nbsp; She grins and slips off the ledge, her laughter floating into the room, the last sign of her.&nbsp; <br><br>She moved to her car, slipping into it and closing the door silently.&nbsp; She leaned against her seat and laughed quietly, shaking her head.&nbsp; Her fingers curled around the steering wheel, as her other hand took out her cell phone, dialing a text message to Andrew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 20:02:06</strong>
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				Nell kicked the bed frame as the woman disappeared, "Am not!" She huffed knowing the vampire most likely heard her, but that she wouldn't continue the argument. Twisting and turning in her anger, she tried harder to free her hands, growling and then screaming in frustration.<br><br>The sound carried down to the rest of the family, everyone looking up just as Andrew's cell phone vibrated in his pocket. Excusing himself to answer, he read the message before returning to the group. "She's fine, just being Nell." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 23:36:19</strong>
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				She made her way back to her own home, a few buildings set on an acre of land, the style of the buildings denoting their age.&nbsp; She exits her car and throws the keys carelessly into a flower pot, ignoring the mortal servant who scurries to get them and valet the car.&nbsp; She pushes into the largest building, into a well furnished den.<br><br>"She's going to be difficult."&nbsp; She slouches into one of the giant recliners, now wearing a pair of white silk pajama pants and a tank top, her slender tattooed arms flickering in the firelight.&nbsp; Her brother; not by relation, of course, her brother had been dead nearly two centuries; Her brother sat down across from her, sighing quietly.&nbsp; "She's hunted Kindred before, and she thinks we're all as easily cowed and destroyed as those clanless fools who allow themselves to be caught..."&nbsp; He smirks faintly, flashing his unbearably good looks to Aaria, and she rolls her eyes, looking away.&nbsp; "The ceremony is tomorrow night.&nbsp; Will you be there?"&nbsp; She speaks shortly, her words clipped in anxiety and anger.&nbsp; &nbsp;The handsome man nods, his eyes shining.&nbsp; "Oh, of course, I wouldn't miss a little Sister of mine getting married...Again..."&nbsp; He laughs quietly and vanishes upstairs, leaving his adopted sister to glare after his back, her delicate fingers plunged deep in the leather of the armchair.<br>&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 07:05:35</strong>
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				Nell was still kicking the frame of the bed as Andrew came through the door. She glared hard, hair everywhere from her fit, and kicked out at him too as he approached. "You are just as much to blame for this, Nell. You just couldn't keep attention away from your little escapades."<br><br>"I don't care. You let that thing in here. Who gave her permission to enter the house? Do you know what you have done?" She was screeching by the end of her words. She would never attack Andrew, but she would sure try to burn his ears off with her words. <br><br>Andrew sighed, his stillness belying his speed as he gripped her bound wrists and slipped his other hand over her mouth with a cloth again. She tried to kick, tried to not breath in what she knew would lay her unconscious, but Andrew laid low where she couldn't reach and she couldn't help the breath that came as the burning in her lungs became to much. <br><br>The betrayal became too much, tears leaking down as the world spun and grew dark. She heard the whisper of Andrew's voice as the world seemed to stop, "Sorry little sis."<br><br>Andrew undid her hands from the bed frame, leaving them bound to each other, and hauled her up into his car. The drive was long for one with moral eyes and his approach to the estate was followed with a yawn. Stopping at the gate, he was greeted by a tall man that took a look in the front seat and waved him on before he could utter a word. Pulling up around the front of the largest house, he stopped and flipped open his phone, leaving a quick text.<br><br>"We are here. She's out cold. Is someone coming out to get her?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 00:39:03</strong>
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				Aaria glanced at the grandfather clock occupying the sitting room, and she sighed quietly.&nbsp; She moved to her room, a black satin affair with a giant shelf of ancient books, possibly a dozen full length mirrors throughout the room, and a massive stereo system. She moves to her closet, opening it and stepping in. The vampiress slid out of her black dress and exchanged it for a pure white sundress that made her skin a bit more dark.&nbsp; When her phone vibrated in her pocket, she flipped it open, glancing down briefly.&nbsp; She tucked it back into her pocket on her black dress without replying and slipped away from the darkness of the closet.&nbsp; In a few moments, she was standing at the door of Andrew's car, her arms crossed under her ample chest.&nbsp; She moves to the other side of the car and rests her hand on the handle, waiting to be sure that it's unlocked.&nbsp; She flashes a warm smile at Andrew, her fangs glinting with the moonlight.&nbsp; " Thank you, Andrew.&nbsp; It was nice of you to bring her yourself."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 06:16:41</strong>
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				Andrew drew in a breath at the sight of Aaria, before lowering his head. It wouldn't do any good to lust after the woman that would soon be his sister-in-law. Besides, her diet might include him, which turned him off quickly enough. Let his sister deal with this, she had started it after all. He exited the car, giving a shallow bow. He was formal when he needed to be.<br><br>"You're welcome, Ma'am. I would ensure that she fulfill her side of our family agreement. May this be the start of a strong relationship."<br><br>Moving slowly to the other side of the car, he opened the door and unlocked the belt. Moving his hands to the ties that bound Nell, he turned. "Do you want these on or off?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 05:02:35</strong>
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				The vampiress smiled faintly and nodded at him, her full lips, painted a light purple, curling at the tips.&nbsp; She glances over, her brilliant blue eyes studying the woman in the passenger seat as Andrew goes through his formalities.&nbsp; <br><br>"You know not to call me ma'am, Andrew.&nbsp; It makes me feel old."&nbsp; Her lips curl into a full smirk as she shifts her eyes to him, her blue orbs not staying there for long before they wander back to her bride.&nbsp; "Oh, I can hardly wait...."&nbsp; <br><br>She stepped back slightly, allowing the mortal to open the door.&nbsp; She laughed softly, the sound like tinkling crystal breaking, and she bites her lip in a strangely girlish guesture.&nbsp; "You can take them off now, but leave them with me.&nbsp; I need *something* for the honeymoon."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 04:15:01</strong>
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				Andrew gave her a curt nod, lifting Nell from the seat with ease and moved to follow Aaria into the manor. <br><br>"We still have that arrangement for my family after this fiasco is finished, correct? I wouldn't want my own sister to start hunting her family if you turned us before her." He spoke quietly, thinking about what it was going to be like to outlive his father for many many generations and just what he could do with the company and the wealth that would be made.<br><br>Nell, in the mean time was dreaming. In a hallway full of doors, she was trying to find her way out. Every door was locked to her, and in her fear, she was running. She didn't know from what, only that she had to get away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 09:03:09</strong>
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				She watches the male lift the girl, and turns to lead the way into the manor, her hips swaying as she does so.&nbsp; She speaks softly, not looking back.&nbsp; "We'll see, Andrew.&nbsp; You know how things change, and I would certainly hate to promise you something I could not deliver in the end..."&nbsp; <br><br>After a moment, she glances back, her eyes for Nell as she studies the unconcious woman a moment.&nbsp; She leads them through a series of lobbies and hallways, ending at a room with a large white bed and drapes to match, not much other than a wardrobe hulking in a corner.&nbsp; "It will be more cozy once she decides what she wants in it, but for now, I left her the essentials."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 20:03:01</strong>
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				Andrew moved to the bed, carefully dropping his sister down to the white material. It seemed fitting that she be surrounded by white on what would be her wedding day. He took his time to unbind her wrists, leaving the ties on the side of the bed stand. He brushed a strand of blond hair out of her face before turning back to Aaria.<br><br>"She will be well cared for here, yes? I know not to ask for more than that from you, but even if she is miserable, she will be taken care of?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 07:02:30</strong>
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				Aaria watches her bride settled onto the bed, and she nods slightly, crossing her slender arms under her breasts.&nbsp; She smiles faintly at the brotherly action, and turns to speak to Andrew, her voice quiet.&nbsp; "Of course, Andrew.&nbsp; This may be against her will, but I am no hater of mortals, unlike my other brethren.&nbsp; She is quite beautiful, and I'd rather nurture her spirit than break it."&nbsp; &nbsp;She reaches down, cold fingertips tracing lightly along Nell's cheekbone, and she sighs quietly, drawing her hand back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 23:20:54</strong>
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				Andrew nods sharply, "Of course. I would expect nothing less." He watched Nell turn into the affectionate gesture of Aaria's hand before relaxing back against the pillows. "She will be hard headed about it, but she is more fragile than she lets on."<br><br>He moved to the doorway, looking back once at the sight of his sister in the stark white room and the dark dressed woman that stood next to her. They would make a good pair should Nell realize the benefit of the match, or if Aaria could spark Nell's fire into a passionate love affair.<br><br><hr>Nell groaned and turned her head into the cool feel of something against her cheek. The cool didn't stay there long, moving away almost as quickly as it had come. She didn't know why it was so hard to wake herself, so hard to just open her eyes. It would come later and she would vow to get revenge on her brother. Sighing softly, she let herself sink back into the darkness of sleep. It was dreamless, thankfully. She curled herself into a slight ball to find more comfort as her brother made his exit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 04:50:05</strong>
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				She nodded tightly, her eyes resting on Nell's form. Once Andrew leaves, the vampiress sighs softly, finally letting her icy shell down.&nbsp; Her lithe frame slips into the bed, and she presses close to Nell, closing her eyes and just enjoying the precious mortal's warmth.&nbsp; By the time the mortal awakened, Aaria would be far away from her, but for now, the lonely undead pressed tightly to her bride.&nbsp; Her voice was barely audible, but she spoke more for her benefit.&nbsp; "I...I know...how I seem...But I won't let you be harmed, Nell...And...after a while...If you find me so unbearable...You'll be free..."&nbsp; She bit her lip lightly and leaned forward, kissing Nell's cheek before stretching out comfortably, one arm curled around Nell's waist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 20:19:19</strong>
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				Nell moaned softly in her sleep, the dream not letting her be. When or where the dream had started she didn't know for sure, only that she was being chased and couldn't get away. She was dashing from side to side of a long hallway trying to find her way out. The darkness would close in and she would dart off in another direction to try more doors. Just as one opened, the darkness behind her disappeared, and dragged her into the doorway she had just opened.<br><br>Waking up in a cold sweat, sitting forward so quickly that her head felt disconnected from her body, she had to grab her head in both hands to make sure it was still attached to her. She groaned, a long pitiful sound, before falling back on the bed. It was only then that she made the discovery of someone beside her. Turning her face to who ever was beside her, she had to think for a few minutes, letting it come back to her as to why there was a beautiful woman in the bed with her.
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				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 05:42:12</strong>
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				Aaria wasn't sleeping, though her eyes were closed, most of her attention focused on the whimpering and moaning of the girl beside her.&nbsp; Her arm was still snugly around Nell's waist, and when the girl sat up, Aaria made a show of being asleep, relaxing her face and parting her lips slightly.&nbsp; Her lean, yet curvy body, was stretched out comfortably against Nell's lower half, one bare, cold foot resting against Nell's<br>.
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				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 18:02:41</strong>
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				Blinking, she thought long and hard. She remember the last waking moment with Andrew drugging her again, but nothing afterward. Had the ceremony been completed? Was she married to this woman? She found herself hot with the idea, angry that they made sure she couldn't speak her mind during the wedding. Was the woman waiting for her to beg? She seemed asleep, maybe she had taken it upon herself to fulfill the wedding vows without Nell being conscious of it. Her anger was burning, making her think things that if she had calmed down, she would have known were not possible.<br><br>She laid there, letting the anger fester as she waited for the woman to say something, do something. Her eyes drifted to the all white room, confused at why a vampire had such a room with no color, no darkness. She let her head move as slowly as she was able to take in the rest of the room, her brow furrowed in confusion and thinking. It was too much, and she would have to wait for morning to escape. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 21:00:43</strong>
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				Aaria sighed quietly, rolling onto her back, cold blue eyes appraising Nell.&nbsp; Her voice was soft, and intimate as she spoke.&nbsp; "I hope you&nbsp; enjoy the bed, Nell.&nbsp; This is your room, I hope you do not mind my taking a rest in it."&nbsp; She sat up easily, studying Nell for a long moment.&nbsp; Her hand flashes up, almost too fast to recognize, and her fingertips trace down Nell's cheek before she stands, straightening her sundress gently.&nbsp; "Breakfast will be served in two hours, and you'll find a few of your clothes in that armoire, and money for more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 06:16:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell's eyes widen and she starts at Aaria's hand on her cheek. She didn't want to think about the kindness she was now receiving, or that she was attracted more to the woman next to her. Sighing, she turned her eyes to the blue ones looking to her. <br><br>"Why are you trusting me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 23:19:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes meet Nell's, and she smiles slowly.&nbsp; Kneeling down beside the bed, she leans across, resting one hand on Nell's ankle.&nbsp; "This is a relationship, Nell, even if you do not wish it to be...There must be some level of trust...So I will give it to you, if you will give it to me."&nbsp; She stands slowly and moves to the armoire, twisting the gold-toned latch open with a soft click.&nbsp; "You may get dressed now, though I will send for someone with bathing necessities, should you want to wait until after you've bathed to dress yourself."&nbsp; She studied Nell a long moment, her lips twitching in a smile, and she turns to leave, her fingertips on the doorknob.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 06:07:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell watched with suspicious eyes. She wasn't going to just drop the years of fighting just because this woman was acting kind. She knew what she was, but perhaps a little honey would sweeten the pot until she could get free.<br><br>Acting timid, something not like the one that fought through the depths of the dredges to kill her quarry, she lowered her eyes, hiding her contempt. <br><br>"Thank you..." She had forgotten if the woman had introduced herself. Blinking in confusion, she finally asked, "What is your name?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 02:23:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The woman, if that term could still apply to her undead body, turned and looked at Nell, a warm smile playing at her lips.&nbsp; "You may call me Aaria, Nell, or Arys, if that name comes more easily...Breakfast will be downstairs, on your left from the staircase.&nbsp; Please be there, I would enjoy your company..."&nbsp; She smiles again, her crystaline eyes flashing a wink before she turns and leaves, white dress swirling around her knees.&nbsp; The door clicks shut quietly behind her, the vampiress having locked it from the inside to give her bride-to-be privacy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 05:54:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell feigns a nod, having no intention of having breakfast in this house, let alone at the table of a...something in her mind stopped at her usual term for the vampires. They were parasites, no different from any other creature that lived off the blood of another. Yet, for a second she felt unsure of her conviction that they were all murdering undead.<br><br>She stood there, listening to the door and any steps away from it. She knew then she had to get out of here, before something changed, something in her. She got that icy chill of premonition that she needed to get out and as fast as she could run. How much longer until sunlight flooded the manor and she could be free without pursuit until night fall?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 00:02:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaria sighed softly as she went across the hall, to her own room.&nbsp; The room was drenched in dark blue silks, causing the vampiress to smile faintly when she entered.&nbsp; She moved to her wardrobe and changed into a short green dress with a frilled hem that stopped at her midthigh.&nbsp; She sighed again and moved downstairs, sitting at a rather large table already being covered in steaming, delicious dishes, set out by her mortal servants.&nbsp; She touched one lightly on the arm.&nbsp; "Matthew, would you check on our guest in forty minutes?&nbsp; The sun will be coming up then, and I want you to show her around the estate." She smiled warmly at him, causing the handsome teenager to stutter and blush before nodding, with a murmured, "Yes, Mistress."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 07:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell was dressed in something different than what she had arrived in. Checking the dark garment over for anything that could be used to track her, she took her time to put the slacks and tight shirt on. They were simple, but would do their job.<br><br>Looking around the room, she leaned against the door and listened for the tell tale signs that there was someone waiting on the other side of the door. Opening the door a crack, she peeked one eye to see if there was anything she had missed. Nothing, no one was there.<br><br>Slipping through the door as quietly as she could, she watched as the breaking sun began to light the way. Hopefully it would light her path out of here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 08:04:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The hallways of the estate twisted and turned, many of them only large circuits around a series of rooms.&nbsp; After a few minutes of travel, the servant, Matthew, stepped from a side corridor and smiled warmly at Nell.&nbsp; "Excuse me, Lady Nell, but my mistress has requested that I give you a tour of the estate.&nbsp; I see that you've already given yourself a tour of our north wing.&nbsp; If you would be so kind as to follow me?"&nbsp; He smiled another toothy smile.&nbsp; Sizing him up, he seemed rather easy to take down, especially for a vampire hunter.&nbsp; The boy was obviously chosen for his looks, with a delicate, charming face and slender body.&nbsp; He stood there expectantly, holding out a white-sleeved arm patiently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 23:36:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell about jumped out of her skin as the young man got closer to her than she would have ever allowed. Even for a human, he was quiet as the dead. Looking down at his hand, and having heard his offer, she decided to homur him and accept.<br><br>"Thank you, ...?" She left it open as a question as to his name, letting it hang on an up note to hopefully leave him open to talk while they walked around. <br><br>She would wait for an opening to the outside, knock the scrawny man out and head for the hills in short order. She didn't know where she would be able to run to, without money or supplies, but she wasn't about to stay and let the ceremony take place.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 06:32:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The boy just smiled as she let the sentence drag, reaching his hand towards hers and beginning to walk.&nbsp; "I am called Matthew...And you are welcome, my Mistress asked it of me."&nbsp; He leads her through halls, pointing out this suit of armor that "his Mistress aquired in the late King's absence", though Nell had no context on which King or when he ruled to go by.&nbsp; After a few minutes, they came into a grand hall, with candles lighting the walls, heavy blinds over what must be giant windows.&nbsp; Aria was sitting there, legs crossed daintily, her eyes fixed on Nell.&nbsp; "Hello, dear...Are you hungry?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 22:37:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell feigned interest in all that Matthew showed her, but her interest was in avoiding the last room he lead her too. It was too late by that time and she resigned herself to remain until later in the day when there would be fewer eyes on her. She might even have to wait a few days if their attentions to her remained. She would bide her time.<br><br>Smiling falsely, Nell nodded her head to Aria, "Famished." <br><br>She moved forward to find a seat near Aria, wondering if the woman would eat with her. Her stomach did a little flop at the thought and she had to swallow down her revulsion. <br><br>"What is for breakfast?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 12:31:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aria waved a hand towards the table, which was covered in eggs, cooked four different ways, toast, pancakes, french toast, croissants, sausage, bacon, and even a steak.&nbsp; She nodded to a seat near her, just out of arm's reach, and smiled warmly.&nbsp; "Come, sit.&nbsp; I haven't been able to speak with you, and I find myself aching at the loss."&nbsp; She smiles again, flashing wickedly pointed canines, but also a warm gaze that seems to betray her evil nature.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 03:23:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell's stomach decided to speak for her with a rather obnoxious noise as her eyes and nose caught the layout on the table. Maybe a bite to eat before going? She might as well learn the layout before heading off. She might need the information one day if she needed to kill off the current residents.<br><br>"Thank you, Aria. It looks wonderful." <br><br>It was all an act, all to gain the trust of the one there that one day she would be free. If acting like she was welcoming, even after the show she had given when they first met, then there was a good chance that the woman would drop her guard just that much more quickly. Taking a seat as Aria indicated, Nell reached for the bacon first. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 08:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aria smiled slightly and stood up, sinking into a chair beside Nell, reaching out a pale hand to rest on the girl's thigh.&nbsp; "I hope you enjoy it.&nbsp; I cooked a bit of it myself...I am curious as to whether you would like to talk a walk with me, later tonight?"&nbsp; She looks to Nell, looking for all the world like an eager girl on her first date.&nbsp; "I would love your company, dear..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 22:53:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell started at being touched, trying to control the motion even as she knew it was futile. Blanking her face, she tried to hide her unease at being touched by an undead. She didn't know if Aria had seen the look or not before she had covered it, but she nodded, "That sounds lovely."<br><br>She took a bite of the bacon, suddenly famished. A thought crossed her mind that perhaps she should be worried about eating food a vampire had made, but the thought died as she tasted the salty treat and took another bite. It wasn't enough as her stomach demanded more. Giving Aria a slightly apologetic smile, she reached for some of the food to ease the sudden pangs of starvation she was feeling, though she had eaten plenty the night before her family had bartered her away for their lives.<br><br>The eggs, bacon, and various other items were devoured in short order, leaving a very satiated Nell in the glow of the early morning. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 18:51:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to smile warmly, ignoring the brief pang at seeing her betrothed's expression.&nbsp; "Good, I will arrange for it later tonight. What would you like to do during the day, dear?" As Nell begin eating, Aria quietly slid trays closer, loaded with eggs and other breakfast foods.&nbsp; After the girl sat back, she smiled faintly, sucking her bottom lip briefly.&nbsp; "I miss eating.&nbsp; You seem to take such delight in it..." Her eyes linger on Nell a moment, the vampire even leaning forward slightly before restraining herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 05:10:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell thought to herself while eating before answering the question. "I don't really have much interests besides being me. I wouldn't know where to begin."<br><br>She blushed slightly, thinking she should have taken it easy on eating in front of her betrothed. She had never had to keep in mind the feelings of one she hunted before.<br><br>"I am sorry," she offered in a soft voice. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 23:22:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The vampiress reached out, almost timidly, and touched Nell's wrist, smiling at her.&nbsp; "Do not apologize...I understand how odd this must be for you...If you prefer, I will arrange for a few activities during the day.&nbsp; And I have had your weapons moved to your quarters.&nbsp; I know you must feel as if you are behind the lines of a foe, but I swear to you that no harm will come to you as long as you are in my presence."&nbsp; She lowered her eyes slightly in a rather chaste show of modesty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>04-11-2009, 12:53:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell eyed the vampiress when she mentioned her weapons. This woman would trust her with weapons in the place she slept? She had to be confident that Nell wouldn't or couldn't attack her.<br><br>"Thank you."<br><br>There was more she would ask, but the sudden shyness she felt around Aria halted her tongue. Taking a moment, she slid the plate back from the edge of the table. <br><br>"And what would happen outside your presence?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 05:27:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded slightly at the thanks, leaning back slightly in her seat, her eyes fixed on Nell rather warmly as she speaks.&nbsp; "As for the outdoor activities, ask Matthew, or another of my servants, to arrange something for you."&nbsp; She leans forward, smiling slightly.&nbsp; "Or ask me.&nbsp; It will be my pleasure to serve you, dear Nell.&nbsp; Or, though it would terrify me, and I beg of you to never repeat this, I would even allow you to go for a shopping trip, with my own funds, even though I will be afraid of losing you the entirety of the event."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 04:59:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell listened and gave Aria a soft smile as she understood how someone would feel about anyone else having spending ability on a credit card that didn't have a limit. She could see herself indulging, but wouldn't. Hopefully, she wouldn't be here that long.<br><br>"I will try not to put any stress on your credit limit." She gave the tone a slight snarkiness, a teasing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 08:14:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aria found herself laughing lightly, shaking her head as she replies.&nbsp; "No, do not worry over my credit.&nbsp; Such as that is nothing to someone with years such as I have.&nbsp; I only meant the terror of losing you for so long a time.." She catches her own lower lip lightly between her white teeth, studying Nell quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>10-12-2009, 06:05:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nell raised a brow, a smile forming on her mouth without her permission. Seemed the vampire was more charming than Nell took heed of. <br><br>"I think you should be afraid of me with any form of credit." She teased lightly, forgetting in a moment that this woman was her enemy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 13:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let a quiet, tinkling laugh escape her, letting her chair slide closer.&nbsp; She creates a face of mock terror, looking about for a short moment.&nbsp; "Oh, of course, how foolish of me.&nbsp; Call the guards, and the police! Nell has my credit cards!&nbsp; My only weakness!"&nbsp; She laughs again, smiling faintly as she peeks at the mortal through her own eyelashes.&nbsp; "In all seriousness, do not worry over that, dearest Nell...I will trust you to the extent, only on the hope that you would come back to me."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>27-12-2009, 19:37:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She knew she was being mocked, but the lighthearted laugh let the moment that could have turned tense go into something more playful, then more serious. The woman was cunning, charming her into playing along and staying on. <br><br>She knew the lies from the mouths of vampires could sound as sweet as honey. She knew they were as good at their cunning craft as any con artist. But she felt that the words from Aria were only slightly laced with charm, that there was a sincerity to the teasing words.<br><br>She gave a false smile, contemplating her next move. She needed away, and if she couldn't get off the grounds, she doubted she would find her way. She didn't know where the house was located, or how far into the forest it might be. A shopping trip would give her opportunity to move with the crowds, and to have plenty of places for food and hiding.<br><br>"Shopping does sound wonderful. I could use some things that I am sure my family forgot." She gave what she hoped was a bashful smile, "You know...female things," she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelaide</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 11:22:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aria nodded, her soft lips still curved into a smile.&nbsp; She laughed quietly, again, reaching to touch Nell's arm lightly.&nbsp; "Of course, darling.&nbsp; I will arrange for Matthew to accompany you, tomorrow, if that suits you?&nbsp; He is quite good at carrying things, and pleasant to be seen with, as well, do you not agree?"&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She glances to the man, or boy, in question, smiling warmly at him.&nbsp; The suddenly bashful male nods and makes a bow, his cheeks flaming red.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Winning the Bride. (Adelaide and Moonhare)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moonhare</strong> on <strong>06-03-2010, 03:47:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tried to hide her thoughts as the young man blushed furiously. He was handsome, but not really her type. She liked strong able women, or men depending. His bashful weak display wasn't one for her.<br><br>She smiled and nodded, "Thank you."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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