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Post by Billith on Mar 15, 2014 9:02:03 GMT -5
The state of Louisiana was safe. Everyone he cared for, back there was safe... Thanks to Lilith. Rolling his eyes, at that mere thought. He never thought he'd ever find himself, thankful for what she had done to him but here he was. Alive, stronger and more powerful than ever...
He had been brought here upon a purple cloud, he figured that the curse/burden of having a God reside within him had greater plans for him and that it was she who brought him here. Thankfully for him, it was night when he arrived and perhaps it was a coincidence that he happened upon an abandoned and boarded up, town house.
Starved and deprived of sustenance he held up here, indoors until the first full moon. For reasons unknown, he was of course confused and weak and knew there was only one choice. To survive. He needed blood and since there was no synthetic blood here, he knew only human blood would sustain him and bring him back to his former strength/stature. He was contemplating heading out, into the night to find such a victim. Lilith relishing that thought within his mind as he paced the living room floor of this abandoned/empty home. At two minds, within himself he paced to keep himself awake. To keep his mind focused to try and think of a way around this. Was there no other choice?
OOC: Think of this scene like Lestat in Interview with a vampire. After he has been fed to the Crocs/gators and when he is alone, hurt and pissed off! Let me drink you! Cadrina Mills
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Post by Cadrina Mills on Mar 15, 2014 13:47:27 GMT -5
Cadrina left the bar deciding to visit Regina for the night since, her apartment was being redone. She had no choice, but to stay there. Plus, she found it pointless to drive to the house since, her bar wasn’t that far away. She headed towards the manor and stopped when she seen the run down building that was near by. It gave her the creeps. There was something about it and wondered if it was haunted. She had heard of kids sneaking around it and the Sheriff having to drive down to stop them from entering the run down home.
Cadrina wondered if it would be smart of her to go up and check out the place. She was feeling daring and decided to go check out the place for herself. She never really believed in ghosts anyway.
She walked up to the home and knocked on the door. Why was she knocking on the door? It’s not like anyone really lived there? She peeked in and looked around. The place didn’t seem like it was that bad. She was sure someone could turn it into a home if they tried.
“Hello?”
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Post by Billith on Mar 15, 2014 15:35:04 GMT -5
Ravenous, Bill sensed a human before she even stepped up to the door and gave it a knock. Her scent, was powerfully alluring and he was stood there motionless in the shadows, tucked out of sight from any light beams that dawned the rundown home.
Curious as to whom this girl was, he kept his mind and his actions in check until she spoke out. "Hello?" was what he heard, a smile graced his features, from ear to ear as he beamed with delight that she was about to step into this. His new found home.
Without giving his actions much thought he sped over to her, using every inch of his remaining strength to blur at the child and gripped her, firmly by the scruff of her hair and pinned her tight against the entrance to the home. He looked her over momentarily and took in her sent as he lunged at her, his fangs dropped into place with a slight clicking sound.
Looking into her eyes, the fear and scent she was now giving off only made him more inclined to drain her... That was until he felt her warmth against his cold, hardened flesh and until the first drop of her blood touched his lips. The way she tasted, made his eyes open wide. He stepped back, almost in some form of shock he looked at her quizzically and regained his composure and no longer wanted to drain her, but he was still weak. In need of more sustenance, he glared down into her eyes and glamoured her by saying. "Please, don't scream. I can heal you."
The guilt washed over him, he needed to stop the bleed before she passed out on the floor in this derelict home. Swallowing uneasily he softened his facial expression and spoke to her softly. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" Raising his hand to his lips, he bit down hard into his thumb before retracting his fangs. The puncture wound on his thumb, made a small dot of blood pool to the surface and he stepped toward her adding. "I'm sorry for hurting you, I mean you no harm now." Waiting for a moment, as if he was asking her if it were ok to touch her neck. To heal that wound that he had made, to ease the guilt within him and more importantly to find out who she was... Lilith was already punishing him internally, she knew more than she was letting on. This female, stood before him in his tattered clothes was part of the most powerful family in this town. Her blood, told her story to Lilith and Bill, had yet to figure anything out. Other than remorse for his actions upon her.
Ok Cadrina Mills, please let me know if this is ok or not. I don't want to over step the g-mod rule here but thought we could start this off with the drama and work from there? I will edit this post if you're not happy.
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Post by Cadrina Mills on Mar 15, 2014 19:29:47 GMT -5
Cadrina almost screamed when the vampire jumped out and grabbed her almost draining her of all her blood. Though she couldn’t scream at all. She wanted too. Though he seemed that he was really hungry and he didn’t drain her. So, vampires were real? Though why not there are fairies and other beings in the Enchanted Forest.
“That hurt a lot.” She finally said to the vampire. “I’m Cadrina Mills. Who are you?’ She asked him. She was feeling faint though and dropped to the floor. She didn’t really faint she just looked up at him. “I came here curious about why everyone thought it was haunted. I know why now.” She said her voice almost was faint and hard to hear. Though for a vampire he would hear her just fine.
Who was this man? And how did a vampire get in Storybrooke? Why did he let her live? Most vampires were mean, but he was nice and he really felt bad.
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Post by Billith on Mar 16, 2014 9:53:44 GMT -5
After combining his own blood with her own, the two small puncture wounds in her neck healed quickly. Wracked with guilt he paced the living space of the home frantically at two minds with himself and as soon as she began to answer his questions, he began to relax a little. He waved her into the home, away from the entrance and decided he needed to get to know her and if needs must he would glamour her again to stop her from telling anyone else what had happened here this night.
He took a seat and waved his hand at the couch, the only piece of furniture in this empty home was a tattered and run down three seater couch. "William Compton." he muttered in defeat almost, then casually added. "I am no ghost, that I can assure you. I will also let you in on a little secret..." Shuffling to the edge of the seat he turned to face her and continued, in a low whisper. "Vampire are quite real, but I am no ordinary vampire." Keeping his tone light he smiled at her, showing her that he was something else, that he was someone else, other than a vampire.
Now he knew why she was here, perhaps she could tell him a little of why he was here. Since her blood, felt so unique and not like any other he had tasted he knew that she would know a little about this place, this town and perhaps who the person to see would be to get more information on his arrival here and so he asked. "I would offer you something to eat or drink, but I'm afraid that I have nothing to give you. In fact, I was wondering if you could tell me. What is the name of this place, where am I?" Of course he knew the purple cloud had something to do with it, and that to him meant magic. He hated witches and began to wonder if this Cadrina Mills was one herself... Cautious as always he played it safe with his questioning.
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Post by Cadrina Mills on Mar 17, 2014 21:48:51 GMT -5
So, she was glad that this place wasn’t haunted. She already liked the vampire and he seemed nicer than most humans she knew. She smiled “Thank you. I feel better.” She said after he healed the punctures on her neck. She soon felt herself move from one place to another. Then she was further in the house. The only thing in the house was a couch or all that she knew was there anyway. More could be upstairs.
“Well, since you have no clue to as where you are let me be the first to welcome you to Storybrooke. Since, the curse broke we all have our memories so, I can tell you what you want to know. My sister ‘The Evil Queen’s put a curse on the whole Enchanted forest and I guess it happens to wherever you came from you got sucked into it by mistake. Must be the whole Magic comes with a price thing.” She said
“Where do you come from, Mister Compton?” She asked curious how far the spell went. “I can tell you more about my life too. I own a bar here in Storybrooke and if you want I can show you around.”
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Post by Billith on Mar 18, 2014 13:58:04 GMT -5
He couldn't help but wonder why she was being so nice to him. He had after all just fed from her in a vicious and unprovoked attack. And as she sat there, giving him his thanks he smiled and nodded to her out of courtesy and listened as she went on to speak of this place.
"Storybrooke" He thought on that name, it did not ring any alarm bells with him and so he kept his tongue and listened to her words, but as soon as she mentioned curse, he hissed angrily and his fangs clicked back into place. Glaring at her he demanded. "A witch did this?" But before he could ask her, the witch's name she already spoke of her sister and that made him stop, retract his fangs and sit back patiently awaiting her story and by the start of things, she was eager to share it. Cocking a leg over his knee, he relaxed back and listened. "I see, so you and your sister. Are you close?" Wondering if perhaps she was a witch too, it would make sense if she was a witch. After all covens were for trusted kin and friends and their knowledge was only shared to those they trusted in. Perhaps this was why she tasted so invigorating to him...
As he thought on that a moment, the hunger again washed over him. The amount of, or rather the lack of blood he had taken from her wasn't enough to reinvigorate him completely. He needed more to fully recharge his batteries and hopefully bring back all of the knowledge that Lilith bestowed upon him, along with her added Godly powers of course. But would they work here? Only time would tell if that would work out as he had hoped. And on that thought, she had finished her tale which made him wonder what the cost was with him... He had lost so much, but right now he needed his strength and to figure out if Lilith was still present before he could get back home.
She asked him a question, so eloquently and politely put again making him curious of her nature and he turned to face her once again and met her question with one of his own. "Forgive me for interrupting you, but you aren't afraid of me are you? Are there other vampire here, in Storybrooke?" The glamour he had put on her, only insisted that she did not scream and since that was over with, he wondered why she wasn't scared. Her heart rate, seemed stable and undisturbed by his presence in the room which was a pleasant feeling for him, but then again it was also making him all that more curious of her. And once she had answered he replied to her earlier question. "A small southern town called Bon Temps, Louisiana. Have you heard of it?" If there were no vampire here, surely she had heard of the AVL and their activists and their counterparts the sanguinesta's.
The brunette then added that she wanted to tell him more of her life and offered to show him around her bar, he smiled and gave a short nod adding his response. "I'd like nothing more than to leave these quarters, but as of yet. I haven't regained my strength and would need more blood before I am strong enough to get out and about." Looking at her again, her complexion and wondered if she would be so good as to offer him her arm for another suckle of her blood. If not, there'd be a bottle of Tru Blood out-there somewhere, with his name on it... But of course, he didn't yet know that the synthetic blood source did not exist here.
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Post by Cadrina Mills on Mar 20, 2014 9:43:20 GMT -5
Cadrina just nodded when he asked a witch did this. She loved her sister, but knew she would have a lot of those that would hate her for doing this spell. Then he asked if she was close to her sister. Was she? Her sister did come and get her taking her away from Jafar that had made her his slave and forced her to kill others even though she was lucky and had her special power to help get them out of town instead of killing.
“I am very close to my sister. She has her moments, but she means well.”
Before she could say more he asked why she wasn’t afraid of him. “No, there aren’t any vampires, but I had heard Dracula might be here. And I don’t scare easy. There is only one man that scares me and he can’t get me here. I don’t say his name, because saying it makes me twitch.” She gave a small nervous laugh.
She then let him say what he had to say. He was still weak and being she didn’t know much about vampires at all other than the movies. She should of known he would be weak. “Well, you didn’t really weaken me much. So, If you want to take more blood from me that’s ok.”
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Post by Billith on Mar 20, 2014 14:39:05 GMT -5
His experience back in Louisiana, with the town folk and their knowledge of vampire rights and all things supernatural... He couldn't help but wonder what the hell he was doing here, talking with this mere mortal about her life here. It was if they were friends, instantly bonding not just through blood but some sort of physical and emotional attachment was already there, two kindred spirits perhaps. Or perhaps she was some sort of siren sent there to entrap him and take him to her leader, the town mayor or whoever was in charge of this dull looking place.
Skeptical as always, Bill just sat and listened. He was a great listener most of the time, the rest of the time he was calculating his next course of action and whilst he was already envisioning himself taking more of her blood. He was also debating this connection that he felt to her. Perhaps it was because of her sister, the witch. This thought made him angry again and because of there sibling bond he knew not to trust this woman too easily, edging on caution he muttered whilst looking at her through the corner of his eye. "Dracula is a mere myth, in fact. Up until two years ago, I did not believe in the first. But now, now... Well you could say that I not only believe in such things, but I have a sort of allegiance with her."
Lilith was beaming on the inside, swelling up with pride at his words. And this woman's distaste for fact and her belief in fiction made her want to rip her larynx out from her neck. But she knew, that Bill's way would work best for them both. If he got to know her, she in return got to trust him then maybe. Just maybe they could work together to defeat this witch and of course, over run the town with her kin. Lilith had many plans for this town, even if she didn't really know or understand it yet. But time would be a great healer for her wounds, her weakened state and right now Cadrina's blood was the key to a new door. This door, would lead to much greater and grander things than any of them would of imagined.
Both Bill and Lilith were intrigued by what she added about being scared of someone here, in the town. Someone who she refused to state their name, this made things both dangerous and inviting. To which he looked at her, furrowing his brow trying to think of who this person could be and how best to ask her more if she wasn't willing to give a name and so he just came out with. "I see and this person is also a witch?" Wondering if there was a pattern growing here. He waited a moment or two before adding another question, when she mentioned him being weak. "From what you have seen this night and from television. Vampire need blood to survive, it is their life source. Without it, I wouldn't die but would become paler than pale. And eventually I would become motionless, stiffened over time."
Swallowing at what he had just revealed to her, he did not want that to happen and it wasn't anything nice to talk about and so he smiled at her adding. "But with your help, that won't happen. I'd get my full strength back, but will need to sleep the day away, in a dark hole somewhere." He moved closer, along the middle seat of the sofa and sat before her, hungry and almost apprehensive about doing this to her, again. He wouldn't need that much but if he were to go too far. There were steps he could take to ensure that she'd be fine soon enough and so he asked her a delicate question. "If you are sure you want to do this for me, you must let me repay you... Also, where would you prefer I take from you. Your neck or your wrist?" The question was for her benefit more than his own. He hoped she'd let him, do his thing no matter where he took from. It would be just as painful either way, but once he was done the healing properties in his own blood would ensure that no puncture wounds or scars remained. So that no one would know what he had done to her.
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Post by Cadrina Mills on Mar 24, 2014 18:52:28 GMT -5
Cadrina was so amazed by this vampire. She was curious how did her sister’s spell got him involved. She felt bad that he was here and not in his home. This place was new to him and he never left this house. Did he loose his memory? She didn’t remember if he said so or not. If he has this goddess inside of him maybe he didn’t lose his memory.
“Jafar…” She twitched at the sound of his name “Is a sorcerer. He makes my sister look weak compared to him. If you haven’t noticed the sound of his name makes me twitch. He raised me for the longest time and he was rather tough with me. I know when he finds me again he will punish me for leaving. The way I left it looked like I ran away. Not my sister coming to get me. So, don’t be surprised if he comes here.” She hoped telling him this didn’t bite her in the ass later.
“I don’t mind helping you as long as you don’t kill me. Now I might have a nice place you can stay. My bar has a basement and there is a part I don’t use you can turn into a small home. I only go down there if I need something so, you won’t see me a lot down there. My apartment is upstairs from the bar. So, when night comes and you need a drink. Just come find me if I’m not in the bar.”
“The neck would be fine. I’m not very picky.”
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Post by Billith on Mar 30, 2014 15:51:17 GMT -5
Bill sat there and glazed over at her story of some big bad sorcerer who was the root of her fears. In fact, he wouldn't of normally been so oblivious or arrogant to her desperation and her needs, but right now he was ravenous and she had offered to feed him some more. All he could think about right now, was the luscious warmth of her blood as it slithered down his throat. His eyes widened and a smirk rose on the corner of his mouth at the mention of taking from her neck. There was something more intimate about the neck line, in comparison to the wrist. Granted he wouldn't of declined neither offer and as she waffled on he slid effortlessly along the sofa to take her in his arms. Wrapping his right arm behind her, cupping her tight to his chest as he nonchalantly mumbled. "Mhmm" which was his way to show her that he was paying attention to everything she was saying, where in fact he wasn't listening to her one iota. His fangs dropped down with a single clicking sound as he tucked her hair gently behind her neck and tilted her head to the side slightly. He heard her speak of a basement in some bar she owned, but right now he did not care to answer. Not until he had his fill of her blood would he indulge her further in her little fantasy. And without further ado he leaned in and sank his fangs firmly into her carotid artery and cherished each drop of her blood as it flowed freely from two small puncture wounds into his mouth and he was careful not to waste one drop of it. He suckled, just enough to sustain him for the remainder of this evening. He was not going to kill her, because he was in a far and distant land, without an allie among them and she would have to suffice as both a consort and allie in the days that lay ahead. He was of course, hoping to be back home with Jess within a week, little did he know he was now part of this place. Trapped like the rest of them. He was taking his time, savoring her flavor and taking in all of her into him. Too wrapped up in her being, to notice anything or anyone else. Henry Mills, Cadrina Mills
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