Lost city.( vampire, lycan etc roleplay,Open to all)

"What is it that you seek?" she asked me and I thought of everything that had happened to me since I had become a vampire.

"I desire powers to protect me from those that would seek to do me harm," I answered slowly. "I desire a friend." These thoughts truly made me sad and I knew it showed on my face. "The one who made me turned his face from me three days later and I have not encountered anyone willing to help me."

I hoped that she was feeling at least some pity for me; after all it hadn't been that long since I had been mortal and I surely would have felt sorry for someone in my position had I known of this world.

I searched her face for some sign that she sympathized with me and would befriend me. I noticed the amulet that glowed brightly around her neck. It obviously indicated a vampire; it glowed brighter with each step I took towards her.

"Do not fear me," I said finally. "I would not harm anyone that is able to help me."
 
Garnet remained passive as the vampire told her tale. It was rather sorrowful, but she couldn't let it sway her. She had been down this road many times with different clients who wished her to lower her prices.

"A friend? Your Creator has links with your mind, from my understanding. Perhaps he is teaching you a lesson. Who am I to interfere?"

She noticed the vamp was drawing closer with each step. She took another step back, before her hand went to her amulet. The glowing brightened, became so bright in fact it seemed to reflect the light of the sun, making an orb of daylight around her.
 
I thought about what she had said in regards to my creater and then shook my head. "It was different," I said. "He turned me because he loved me and he never shielded his mind from me. He went out one night alone, I sensed he was talking to another of our kind, and in little time he was gone from my mind." I was telling her the truth of my story, even though I knew perhaps she would not beleive me. "I beleive he has been killed, but by whom or what, I do not know."

I stopped all my movements because with every step I took towards her, she took one step away from me. So much for trust.

"What protections do you offer for a fledgling such as myself?" I asked her. "Last night I was, attacked- for lack of a better word, by my own kind. She was an ancient one and she told me to watch myself, lest she develop a desire to toy with me." That was not completely true; but it had happened in a different city.

"Please help me." I begged her. "I have run out of places to go."
 
"I have many powers of which you shall find useful. Perhaps a potion or draft that would allow you the joy of walking amid the day. You mention protector. I may have something that would allow you to block her from your mind. Or do you require a seperate entity, if only for a short time?"

Her hand rested on her red velvet bag. Garnet was confident. She would certainly make a sale on this one.
 
Melina sat on the edge of her balcony, Prince in her lap, purring in her lap. The glass was half full her lips bright red adn warm. She missed the warm see air of Greece.

Hell she missed her life. Being a Priestess had its benefits. Though they lived under Roman rule, she worshiped her gods faithfully and still did. eremes was her guide in all her jobs and Aphrodite was her back up. She sended the younger of th epair going out on the hunt. The older she sent, 'I see you let your junior do the hunting.'
 
"I may have something that would allow you to block her from your mind."

I grimaced. A chance I had to take. I had little worries. Aurelia was smart enough to remain loyal to me, at least for now.

'I see you let your junior do the hunting.'

"Melina," I sent her, with a sense of a grin, "she is not mine, but one abandoned by her maker. She has potential, and more. She is ... how shall I say this ... acting as a decoy or draw. To maneuver her into a vulnerable position, so that we, she and I, can take her."

It was more information than she needed, but I remembered Melina fondly from the last time from our last adventure together. Granted, that was somewhere near a century previous, and so far she showed no signs of recognizing me.
 
"I see. You've changed your tactics some. Whats it been 100 years? Maybe longer?" I set Prince down and let him pad off into his bed. "Can you trust her not to polish your meal off herself?"

Picking up my glass I downed the rest of the blood wine, moaning softly as my body warmed.
 
To Melina: "Ah, you recognize me at last. I was beginning to think the century had dimmed your memory. Can I trust her? Yes, I believe so. I am ... watching ... her now, and I believe if all else failed I could disable her before she did too much damage. Besides, we have fed tonight, so there is no urgent hunger."

With another part of my mind, I "Watched" Aurelia. She was quite good, and being young and nearly human was helping her. I wondered what she would buy from the young sorcerer. And, what would the asking price be?
 
Talia was one of few that had faith in those they dealt with. "Well if you are sure T. Then I believe you." Setting my glass down I looked at my bounty for the night.

An overpriced italian leather wallet tuffed with 50s and 100s. Not bad, but then this was why I stuck to professional high-end jobs.
 
"Well if you are sure T. Then I believe you."

"Believe me. You know, I was old when you were Made. I can take care of myself. And as you know, I repay my debts, good for good, evil for evil. So why this City? Worry not, I trust you and feel that we can, and will, work together in the near future."

I grinned, but didn't let Melina see it. The truth of the matter is that I trusted only a few Beings. Melina was one of the very few I trusted. Aurelia I trusted as far as she could Handle her.
 
"My last brought me here and the client refused to pay me. If fact he tried to kill me. BIG mistake. I made him sign everything he had over to me including my new pet. I then drank him down to almost nothign and sent him on his way." I sent Talia an imagie of Prince. "Ligers are very valvuable because they are so hard to breed. When he's older I wont have to worry when I sleep."
 
I chuckle.

"Very clever. A beautiful creature. What fools were we, when we consigned such beautiful animals to such hideous deaths in the Arenas."

Involuntarily I remembered the Gladitorial combats. I remembered the scorching, unfriendly sun, the blood so gratuitously wasted, and the wholesale destruction of animals now considered to be precious, rare, and protected.

Being a creature of the night, it took effort for me to move about in daylight, but from nearly the beginning of my unlife I found the effort worthwhile from time to time. I saw only a few of these wasteful death-spectacles, however.
 
"Yes though he eats like a horse. Feel free to come by Talia, we have no secrets and its been awhile, we can share stories over a glass." The time of the gladiator was an awful time.

The greeks had their own kinks, but senseless death outside of sacrifice seemed ot be a waste.
 
"I will accept. I trust you will not object if I bring a guest or with luck ... guests? I don't believe young Aurelia has ever had blood-wine. Something none of our Kind should ever miss."
 
"Not at all. I have some very nice vintages that should only be shared with others. And I'm sure Prince would love the attention." Stepping down from my perch i returned inside and then closed the door.
 
It seemed she had many things that would have helped me out, had I not befriended Talia. But now I was unsure of what to buy. If I purchased something such as this potion that would allow me to block her from my mind, would she think I was betraying her? And there was the matter of money. Silently I cursed myself for leaving it behind; it lay in a pouch sewn into my old dress.

"I may have to return to you," I said to the woman. "For I have left my small fortune in my other dress." I smiled. "Or do you have some other price you demand?"
 
Garnet sighed. So she was right. The vamp was trying to scam her.

"My prices are quite high. If you can't pay, well then that is your problem."

Garnet was tired of these new vamps or lycans who tried to bargain the price of her services down. Let them try to find someone else who could do what she could.

She could see the vamp's indecision on her face.

"I also accept rare gems rather than money. "
 
I heard her sigh when I told her of my situation and guessed that she thought I had no money. I had brought all that I posessed with me, the only problem was that it was back at Talia's.

Mentally I told Talia, "I must return to your apartment if I am going to purchase something. I do not know if she will follow, but perhaps we should stay apart for now. Unless of course, there is something I've missed."

I breathed in and said to the woman, "I must go to the place where I am staying to get money. Stupid of me really, it hadn't occured to me to bring any." The last thing on my mind that evening had been money, but now I thought perhaps if I told her that I would go and return and I kept to my promise she would start to trust me, perhaps just a little.

Again to Talia I projected, "She does not trust me. I am eager to hear your ideas."
 
"You were silly to leave money behind, especaillyas you knew we were after a sorceress who had magics to sell. Nevertheless, you have uncovered a weakness. She is a mercenary. Money rules her. All you can do now, is return and get money. Oh, and I have some ... baubles that I can part with. Here, tell her what you want, ask the price, and tell her you will return with the money or gems.
"Buy any magics you wish. I trust you enough that, should you buy the potion to block your mind from mine that you will not use it without my knowledge and approval. In fact, it may be good to test its effectiveness."

I sighed. Always plans chage as they are executed. So be it. The Woman does not appear to feel me near. Likely, my Trace is masked by Aurelia's.

"Yes, it is best if I remain hidden for now. If she wishes it, take her back to my apartment: You know the way. Mind, the body you forgot to clean up however. She may be ... disturbed by this."

I allowed my mild displeasure to be felt by her, as a slight but uncomfortable tremor.
 
Garnet narrowed her eyes. This vamp was up to something. More than likely it was nothing but perhaps a scam. It wouldn't be the first time. But she had grown smarter since last time.

"Make a choice, vamp. I do not give my spells for free. If not you are wasting my time. "

Because her mistrust grew of this new vamp she raised a hand, and the orb of bright light that encircled her grew a bit larger.
 
It was clear that my little plan had backfired. Bowing slightly to her I said, "I apologize, sorceress. I only knew you because of the power I feel coming from you, beyond that I was unsure. I will not waste more of your time for the moment, but I will return for I am in desparate need of your magical help."

Obviously she wasn't going to trust me easily and I did not how to make her, except perhaps by visiting her nightly. Perhaps Talia had ideas on how to finish this and make the woman hers.

I had felt her displeasure and knew that I was messing up the plan, but as usual my thoughts had only been of tracking down the woman, tracking and gaining her trust, not of money.

I backed away from the woman slowly, still slighty bowing. I felt as if she were royalty and I had to pay my proper respects. "I will return shortly," I said. "Please wait for me to come again."
 
My displeasure was increasing by the minute.

"Return to my apartment. Wait for me there. I will be along in my due time."

I bounded off in a different direction, working off my growing anger. There was no value in following her in my current mood.

There. She resembled Aurelia. Not too closely, but enough.

No subtelty. I swooped down upon her, dragged her into an alleyway, and literally threw her into a wall. Hissing, allowing the full force of my anger to strike her mind, I ripped open her blouse and literally tore her belly open with my sharp, talon-like fingernails.

Her shrieks echoed around the alleyway, but were soon silenced when I tore her throat out with my fangs.

I gulped down what blood I could, but feeding was not all that was on my mind.

I let her body fall to the ground, and I stepped back. Her blood coated my face, and my chest. I shuddered. What had I done?

I had let anger take over. Cruelty was one thing. Sadism, application of power ... but anger? No, that was not like me. No, I was too focused on the woman. Aurelia's failure had pushed me to a place I wished never to go.

And it was not Aurelia's fault. Not entirely. It was my responsibility to make sure she had all that she needed. She was a child,for all her potential. So young a vampire, often forgot simple things like money when so much else was pressing for her attention.

I heard a call pull up to the edge of the alleyway. Red and blue lights rotating. The police. I had been seen grabbing the girl. Sloppy.

I lept to the roof of the building, and in hiding I watched with curiosity to see how the police would handle the ... mess.
 
Garnet watched the young vamp with suspicion and more than a little confusion. The encounter was ordinary enough. Not even the undead or lycans were immune to being cheap or attempting shady deals.

"Bring something worth my time, vamp, when you see me next."

Garnet regretted not making a sale. She wasn't in dire need of money. Rather, her stones were running short and she needed to replenish them for certain spells.

However, she couldn't resist a bit of showing off either. She reached into her pouch and produced a small jar. She smashed it against a wall and dozens of little light orbs bounded away towards the retreating young vamp. The orbs grew til they resembled sprites, that pulled and picked at the young vamp, before giggling and dissapearing.
 
The light orbs pulled at me and although it didn't hurt, it was quite annoying. "Hmph," I thought for the second time that night. Being the pawn in this little game was beginning to irritate me as well as scare me. Talia was mad. I felt it as she ripped the throat of an mortal nearby. Obviously I was not doing well.

Talia had mentioned that she had some gems that she could part with, and I thought perhaps with those in hand the sorceress might relax. I still had no idea how Talia meant to pull this off without hurting herself or me for that matter.

I lept across buildings, hesitating when I felt Talia's prescense accompanied by flashing red and blue lights. Apparently her latest victim had already been found. Cursing my luck, I made my way home to wait for her. Then I remembered the body I had forgotten to dispose of.

Adrian was still half warm as I picked him up and carried him to the balcony. I lept with him in my arms, and quickly found the alley in which we had dispatched his lover. After looking around to make sure no one was watching, I deposited his body in the alley as well, letting him fall from the rooftop; he landed with a dull thud in the alley below.

Quickly I turned and lept away. The idea came to me to try turning myself to fog, and I tried it. Clearing my mind momentarily of everything, I let the image of fog enter it and pictured myself as that fog moving across the buildings to Talia's apartment. It worked for a moment, until my thoughts once again came flooding back and I became solid once more.

I had left the doors to the balcony halfway open and I again tried the fog trick as I entered them; practice makes perfect. I reformed and walked to where I had left my old clothing in a heap, removing the money that I had hidden within. Now all I could do was wait for Talia.

Although I knew I had slightly screwed up, I was upset as well. The plan we had was not solid and it seemed to rely solely on me. It was not my fault that the sorceress was highly suspicious. I sighed deeply as I settled myself into a chair, waiting for Talia to return.
 
I arrived on my porch. I could tell Aurelia was here, so I waited a moment.

Control.

I stepped in, and noted that the empty shell was removed at least.

I could tell she was upset. I would have to remain calm. A fight now would be devistating to say the least.

"Aurelia, tell me what happened tonight? What went wrong? Remember that I value honesty, and I will not punish you for it. No, there will be no punishments tonight, because I know what happened. But I want to hear it from you."

I sat on the leather couch, watching Aurelia closely. I needed her to be honest. If it was anger, fine. Indignation, fine. Fear, fine. This was the first real test.
 
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