[IC] Cold-Blooded [Moving to a New Thread]

[Apollosarcher]

Auria smiled stepping inside. "Thank you, I suppose your wondering. I'm his partner, we served in the Legion together, Praetors come in pairs you know." Taking a look around she settled in to a chair. "So how do you know Abraham? I mean as much as I've tracked him he has a record for killing vampires, not joining them." She smiled tapped her foot, she was anxious and nervous, would he remember her? Would he tell her get out? Did he even care about her? She gulped and looked at the floor nervously. "Sorry Miss Mirabelle, I'm just a little sacred. I haven't seen since they day he was turned." It sounded like she wanted to tell the story but was just a little to nervous to say more.

[Kidd]

The word "partner" resounded in Mira's mind, giving light to a twinge of jealousy. "Ah, well," she said, ignoring the uncalled feeling and closing the door after Auria stepped in, "we don't feed directly from humans, so I suppose he agrees with the ideal. Speaking of which, are you thirsty?" When she gave some hint to their history together, Mira blinked. "That's quite a long time to be separated," she said. "Forgive me if this is an intrusion, but were you turned around the same time?" Of course they had to be, being a pair of Praetors, but Mira was admittedly curious for details.

[Apollosarcher]

Auria nodded when she asked about a drink. "Yes, we lead the Legions beyond Hadrians wall, Abraham, oh uuummm. Praetor as you call him was trying to rally the men. He might not have told you but we faced horde's of Vampires, more than I've ever seen in one place. He was... Brave, he saw the men sacred and breaking formation so he left, charged out there and behead one, he picked up the eagle and charged into them... I just stood there, screaming for him to come back." She looks down feeling guilty. "Every man that followed him died, I tried to lead the survivors to safety but... We were ambushed, they decided it would be more fun to... To make us into Vampires and leave us there." She chokes out half crying now. "Praetor was, he was the only friend I had back then. I couldn't let others get close, a women in the legion was not allowed, but he kept hidden and I left him to die on that field. I left to those barbarians..." She looks up wiping tears from her eyes. "I'd like that drink now..."

[makarov]

Adrian didn't need to speak, so for most of these silly events he had been smoking his Cuban cigar, after a few minutes however he groaned and looked around the room, "We needed serious backup...Most of what I gathered about the Blod is that they are under the radar and that they are massive..." He breathed out a sigh which would strike every single Blackmoore as odd, Adrian never sighed no matter how bad it was Adrian could see the light, "I called Morgan...yesterday...Shes coming to help us on my request...I don't know how I feel about having her so close...but...if anyone can help us it's her." Thats when the front doors blew open and The front door guard was thrown in. Lucian landed in the Alley behind the Tortuga and started towards the entrance covered in now drying blood, When he got to the door the guard stopped him, he was a fledgling vampire, "Tell Alistair Lucian is here..." The man shook his head, "Hes had it up to here with visitors...No ones going in." Lucian had to keep the monster inside from melting his brain so Lucian could walk inside. Instead he threw him through the doors and stepped in covered in blood, "My sire attacked me...I'm coming to you for sanctuary...and if you know where my Maria is...Point me at the enemy...and i will slaughter them."

[Kidd]

Mirabelle blinked as this ancient vampire broke down in front of her. And, despite the age gap, her (in)famous motherly instincts kicked in. Despite the exhaustion, she reached out to offer a comforting hug. "He'll be happy to see you, I'm sure," she said kindly before pulling away with a sad smile. "Yes, the drink," she reminded herself as she scurried to the freezer. After grabbing a bag, she poured the cold blood into a coffee mug and then sat the mug into the microwave to warm. She had assumed Praetor and Lucian would've returned by now, and her lips pursed together as she worried. When the microwave dinged, she retrieved the mug and carefully passed it on to her guest.

[McHaggis]

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[Apollosarcher]

Auria She smiled and hugged Mira back, following her into the kitchen. "Thank you so much Miss Mirabelle. I see why Praetor stays here, you so kind and sweet." She sipped the warm blood wiping her tears away. "I do hope your right though, me and the other survivors have never stopped feeling guilty over leaving him behind." She took another then turned her head, the smell of death and Vampire blood wafted in as the door shut. She almost dropped the mug, then she smiled and spoke simply. "Hi Abraham, miss me?" Praetor Praetor and the Legion had been successful, he was soaked in blood, exhausted, hungry and he had to teach a class in six hours. So he slipped his way home, he walked in the door, a half smile on his face. He shut the door and walked towards the kitchen, he turned the corner and fell to his knee's. A woman he had thought dead 20 centuries now stood there smiling at him. "Your not... Mira is that? Auria?" With that being the final straw, he gave in and collapsed.

[Kidd]

Mirabelle was relieved to hear Praetor enter-- And then she saw the shape he was in and that he was alone. "Oh my God, Praetor, what--" she started, but he muttered a few words and dropped to the ground. She gasped and hesitated for just a moment as her mind searched for a solution. Blood. He might just need blood. Start with that, and go from there. Then she reopened the freezer to fetch some blood and quickly moved to kneel at her bodyguard's side. "Praetor, this is no way to greet a woman," she hissed, bringing the bag to his lips, hoping he would respond by drinking.

[Apollosarcher]

Auria went over and gently began to unfasten his helmet and armor. She was shocked to see him in such a state, she had hoped he had mellowed after all these years. No, he still himself still brash and head strong, running in to the fray believing that strength and morals could carry the day. "Miss Mirabelle could you get him to bed? After he has a drink he should rest it's battle fatigue, whatever he was fighting it drained him. He'll need to sleep and rest, I think the shock of seeing me alive might have pushed him over, I'm terribly sorry." The young women had removed his coat and armor, he looked more like the average twenty year old now, barely like the Roman general he was.

[Wraithblade6]

Alistair nodded to Adrian distractedly, then shot a curious glance over at the rogue as he spoke, folding his arms across his chest. “Here to state the obvious?” he asked, more coldly than he intended. Tiredness – and a lack of proper, nutritious human blood for over five days now – was taking it's toll, and Trixy's acrid blood wasn't a good enough substitute. “Bar's closed, so get out unless you're here to be useful.”

@McHaggis

Mithias stood when spoken to. "I am here to be useful. Mira Kingston has hired me as a hand and private investigator, yet I have other more personal reason for my interest in this city, and your family. Although you do not know me, I would offer my assistance to you regardless."

[Kidd]

Mira looked to Auria and nodded. "Right-- rest. That must be all he needs," she said, struggling to keep the worry out of her voice. "Thank you. Um, you're welcome to stay here as long as you need," she added. Had Mira been mortal, she would've been unable to lift Praetor's body as she stood. However, as a vampire, she carried him as easily a man could carry a small girl. If it wasn't for the atmosphere, it'd be a humorous site to see the short Kingston head stand there with Praetor in her arms. "If you'd like to stay for a bit you may follow me upstairs to pick out a room," she added as she turned to head upstairs.

[McHaggis]

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[Apollosarcher]

"Oh, thank you Miss Mirabelle, would you mind staying with him for a bit? I think he needs someone by his side, you seem very worried about him. I need some sleep I've been awake my whole trip over from Rome." With that Auria entered a spare room and set about unpacking what little she had with her. Laying down on the bed she yawned, half asleep from the long and tiring trip. She hummed and removed her over coat, as worried as she was she knew that Praetor didn't need her right now, nor should she but the first thing he saw when he woke up. Sighing laid her head on the pillow, Mirabelle would take good care of him. She seemed to care a great deal for him, hopefully it was rightfully placed.

[Myst]

Maria looked up as the door opened, snarling at the male who entered. He had a smile on his face that she recognized from her days as a working girl in the Carribbean. He thought he was going to have her? Stupid fool. Soon to be a dead fool. As any predator would do, she waited for him to approach. The fool was dumb enough to expose his neck to her as he felt her body, as if he was begging for death. She obliged him. The male screamed in pain as she sank her fangs deep into his throat. What followed was savagery that would have made even someone with a strong stomach flinch. Maria did not relinquish her hold, not allowing him to get away. It took only a few seconds to drain him dry, and the female still sucked even when there was nothing left. When she finally dropped the carcass it landed in a heap on the floor, throat ripped open, face contorted in a mixture of surprise, horror and agony. She licked her lips and screamed, a loud echoing primal scream. It was a cry for her mate...

[Wraithblade6]

Alistair “Neat... but you do realise I sent the other investigators away at the door, right?” Alistair asked wryly. “That being said, if you're able – or willing – to kill rogues with us, I'm not one to stop someone who seems very capable.”

@McHaggis

Mithias bowed slightly. "Forgive me, but I found the conversation inside much more valuable. I wish only that we had known each other better before this, yet the fact that we do not may be to our advantage. This vampire who is keeping your dear Maria hostage, has no idea I am here, and furthermore has no idea I would be helping you." intelligence sparkled behind those inhuman yellow eyes. "Can that call be traced?"

[Kidd]

Mira nodded in response to her guest. "Yes, of course. Get all the sleep you need," she said as she disappeared into a guest room. Then, there was another knock at the door. Mirabella tensed, irritation spiking. "Dammit," she muttered, moving quickly to place Praetor in his bed. Despite just promising to say with him, the door was calling. Mirabelle took a moment to make sure he was lying comfortably and then retreated back downstairs. She took a second moment to compose herself for the next visitor, and then opened the door... Her eyes widened at the young woman before her. More blood. A missing arm. Well, sometimes--sometimes the girl wasn't even there. "Oh my God," she breathed yet again. "Come in, dear, hurry," she prompted, stepping forward to help the girl into the house, quickly closing the door behind them to shut out curious eyes. She smelled of vampire, but it was so faint Mira wondered if she had just been turned or simply attacked. She directed the girl to the kitchen and sat her down in one of the chairs. "Who are you?" she asked. "What happened?" Not waanting to ask about vampires without knowing for sure the girl before her was one, she pulled the mug of blood that she had given Auria slightly closer. There was still blood to drink, and if this girl was a newly turned vampire, Mira assumed she'd react to it.

[McHaggis]

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[Kidd]

"Hello, Jenna. I'm Mirabelle," she spoke slowly but firmly as she watched the girl. "I need you to tell me--" Suddenly, Jenna fell back in her chair, hitting the floor and continuing to scramble away. She was reacting to the blood, and that confirmed the worst possible scenario: newly turned and then thrust into the world without guidance. Mira had been lucky upon being turned. Not only had her sire guided her through the change, she had actually wanted to be turned. This was not the case for the girl before her. "Okay, okay, okay," Mira repeated, making a show of leaving the mug at the table and following Jenna to where she sat against the wall. "You don't have to drink it." She added a silent "yet" in her own mind. Right now, Jenna needed help calming down. "You're okay, you're safe," she assured, slowly kneeling down beside the girl. Hesitantly, she reached out to take the girl's only hand. "Just breathe." Upstairs, the girl's screaming jolted Klaus awake and he sat up, eyes flickering to the door. He could smell blood but it didn't belong to a Kingston. He rolled out of the bed and into pants before quickly going downstairs to find the source of the noise. When he found Mira comforting a disabled woman on the floor and a chair turned over, he scowled a bit and looked around. "What's happening?" he asked, running his hand through the top of his hair. Mira waved her hand at him in response, and he wasn't quite sure if she meant "go away" or "shut up." Probably both.

[McHaggis]

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[Wraithblade6]

Mithias held out a white hand. "Yes. I can do better. Give the phone to me. I have ways of getting us the information. I can find out where it was purchased, by whom, what calls it has made, and where it has traveled in the last two weeks. That would of course be before Maria went missing I assume?" Mithias took the phone, if it was handed to him, and immediately looked it over, pulling open the battery case and checking the numbers. "...so easy I would suspect a trap."