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Everything posted by Venari99
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I did the thrall bit, but I do love playing a cocky asshole sometimes XD So figured I'd go with something like that if I did a vamp. Lol if you do decide, I planned on playing an elder, (more or less aristrocratic, kinda gives a shit but not really sort) could tottaly run with you being a newly sired vamp from him.
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His eyes watched her, cold and calculating, not at all matching the smile on his lips, "Woah there, relax if my mistress wished to kill you, then I wouldn't be here." He stated cooly, "No my lady. She sent me here for your pleasure." He stated dipping his head, "New Haven wishes to foster good relations with Spruce Moore," he stated simply. Pausing a moment he thought on how to proceed with the next business, "That said. I am a token gift of their good will." He stated, rolling a sleeve back to reveal the runic symbols of his enthrallment, they were open, the ties to a master ripped from them, waiting for a new one.
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Willis was growing impatient, he had been waiting for nearly fifteen minutes at this point. He wanted desperately to walk around, perhaps see if anyone was in the backyard, the garden, simply to find someone. But instead he simply knocked again, waiting yet another fifteen minutes, ready to leave, cursing his luck he froze hearing Miana. Smiling, feeling vindicated in his patience he measured her for a moment, she had the aire of an elder. He could feel the aura radiating from her, bowing at the waste a moment, "Ah hello my lady, I come from New Haven." He stated directly, "I have come to speak with the leader of this coven, are you her?" He asked curiously.
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rec room Rec Room
Venari99 replied to Kitsuyumia's topic in The Clans of Spruce Moore (Werewolves and Vampires)'s Midnight Mansion
Once Darion returned from gathering the last of his things he headed back towards the midnight mansion. His brain coming to a halt as a crashing realization dawned on him. He had no work, no jobs needing done, no master, nothing. He didn't even have to hunt if he didn't want to. For the first time in a long time he was truly free. Not entirely sure what to do with the alpha gone, the one acquaintance he had busy, and the forest more or less off limits he blinked, he realized that he could well and truly relax. An uneasy smile crossed his lips as he began to explore the common rooms for a time, eventually finding the rec room, looking around he nodded to himself. It wasn't a bar, but that was fine by him. He only went to them for the company anyways. He however wasn't looking for company, nor was he looking for solitude. No Darion simply wished to be, smiling at the two wolves playing billiards he walked past them, finding himself a seat. His eyes shutting as he allowed himself to relax, truly to feel some semblance of peace for a time. There was nothing he could do, nothing he needed to do, and yet he has offered. That was enough for now he felt, perhaps as things mellowed down he would reach out to the alpha, formally introduce himself and his skill set. -
mansion Foyer
Venari99 replied to Kitsuyumia's topic in The Clans of Spruce Moore (Werewolves and Vampires)'s Midnight Mansion
Darion nodded his head, "Thank you Rava. I'll get settled in in that case." He noted pausing, "Probably put these back by the cubbies and grab my own clothes." He chuckled a bit to himself. Casting a smile her way for a moment he went inside his new room, picking the nearest one not much caring what it looked like. Moving through it, he couldn't help but feel a sense of hope, it was thread bare, a twin bed and a dresser all that was inside, but none the less it was more home than he'd had in some time. There wasn't much to be done inside, turning around he moved towards the foyer again, stripping out of his narrowed clothes, he shifted into his hybrid form, breaking into a sprint as he ran to collect his clothes, and the few meager possessions he owned, particularly to collect the pistol he'd grown rather attached to, he had a feeling he'd need it in the community ng days, along with the silver bullets inside. (Moving to Rec Room) -
mansion Foyer
Venari99 replied to Kitsuyumia's topic in The Clans of Spruce Moore (Werewolves and Vampires)'s Midnight Mansion
Darion moved through the bustling pack's entrance. He was truly amazed, so many people all seemingly living here. He could tell that Rava wanted to be off by this point, and he wasn't going to keep her, especially when he saw the Alpha rush in, the scent of blood on him. "Thank you Rava, and while I appreciate your sentiment, I care little for violence, It seems that my skills may very well be needed." He stated as he eyed the injured scout as she was rushed past. Looking to her, his eyes calm, yet anxious, "I feel I'm beginning to understand things, I will not cause trouble but I will not be a burden either." He stated, his eyes darting towards the hospital wing again as the Alpha ran out once more, growling in frustration, "He needs help. And he needs to utilize it."He stated simply the alpha long gone before Darion could offer aid, "Does he have anyone to lean on at all?" He asked turning to Rava.