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Too bad that her maids aren't allowed to be there to help Valeri. *smiles* I hope she can survive teaching her guy how to do things by hand with what is there.
*wink* No problem. XD
The team of four loaded into the limo. One in the front and three in the back. They drove off to the mall and Vivian texted you. "Are you ok? Breath Eva. I'm going to call Amanda and let her know your not feeling well. Just go to your bed and lay down. Everything will be ok."
The way to the mall you received a call from Amanda who wanted to know about the text. She also wanted to let you know she trusted you not to do anything against the guards. Amanda had to go and let Vivian know the two of you had talked. The gurads put there hand reflexively to there ear piece and looked at each other then you. No one made any threating moves but their hands stayed on the top of their legs. As you got out of the limo they set up a casual three man perimeter one remained with the limo. Just then you heard "Contact!" The front guard turned to face you, his arms reached out to you. A shot rang out and you heard the guard in front of you grunt as something struck him in the back. As one of the guards tackled you to the ground two more grabbed you and put you back in the limo. The guard that was shot signaled for the others to go, The driver was already on him as more shots rang out the driver put the shot guard in the passenger front then slid over the hood and got in the vehicle. A few more shots rang out as they struck the limo. One of the windows had held but was covered in cracks. They returned to the house after dropping you off they transferred the two wounded guards in the other armored H3 then to the hospital. Amanda was looking at you. first it was shock then her head tilted to the side and she reexamined her phone and the message you had sent. She grabs your arm and drags you to the pool house.
Amanda stands in front of you with the security team. "Well you have our attention."
The way to the mall you received a call from Amanda who wanted to know about the text. She also wanted to let you know she trusted you not to do anything against the guards. Amanda had to go and let Vivian know the two of you had talked. The gurads put there hand reflexively to there ear piece and looked at each other then you. No one made any threating moves but their hands stayed on the top of their legs. As you got out of the limo they set up a casual three man perimeter one remained with the limo. Just then you heard "Contact!" The front guard turned to face you, his arms reached out to you. A shot rang out and you heard the guard in front of you grunt as something struck him in the back. As one of the guards tackled you to the ground two more grabbed you and put you back in the limo. The guard that was shot signaled for the others to go, The driver was already on him as more shots rang out the driver put the shot guard in the passenger front then slid over the hood and got in the vehicle. A few more shots rang out as they struck the limo. One of the windows had held but was covered in cracks. They returned to the house after dropping you off they transferred the two wounded guards in the other armored H3 then to the hospital. Amanda was looking at you. first it was shock then her head tilted to the side and she reexamined her phone and the message you had sent. She grabs your arm and drags you to the pool house.
Amanda stands in front of you with the security team. "Well you have our attention."
"If Frank wanted the necklace so badly, he was bound to fall for my bait."
Very clever. Well played. =)
Very clever. Well played. =)
@Vesuvius00 *bows deeply*
The Morning email traffic eats the first part of the morning and you receive a beep on your intercom alerting you to the first patient is here for their session...
John is wheeled in and although he underwent reconstructive surgery, his face and body position was abnormal from the injuries. The lack of physical therapy caused his muscles to shrivel and lock him in a perpetual fetal position. He sat there with a blank expression. He is so withdrawn he fails to react to pain. His arms and legs have withered to the point where they have become almost useless.
John is wheeled in and although he underwent reconstructive surgery, his face and body position was abnormal from the injuries. The lack of physical therapy caused his muscles to shrivel and lock him in a perpetual fetal position. He sat there with a blank expression. He is so withdrawn he fails to react to pain. His arms and legs have withered to the point where they have become almost useless.
@Vesuvius00 No problem my fault entirely for leaving before clarifying. Thanks for being patient with the new guy. =)
The Scarlet Briar Academy. Demetri opened the travel casket to behold the Academy. It had the Victorian architecture he was fond of. From the Assembly hall he had gone through the ordeal of registration and had his picture taken. This made his skin tighten. Normally a ten hour portrait was nothing to sit through. This flash was startling and made his jaw clench. Demetri's fist was also clenched, he had to remind himself to be calm. He was given a laminated card and directed to the outside after given a sheet to request certain electives. Most tedious he thought.
He looked at the classes and weighed each one for the insight they could offer him. Fathers will which was embedded in his subconscious forced some of his decisions. (Fathers will*)
Chemistry
Sociology*
Conditioning
Transformation night
Health and Wellness day*
Demetri looked for a room to call his. He preferred something with an unobstructed view of the night sky and a chair preferably stone. He had no servants here so the natural vampire strength of his family came in handy to carry his case up all those stairs. Standing in front of one of the faculty he Caught their gaze and spoke. "Please, excuse my interruption and allow me the (He pronounces 'the' word, 'Da'.) pleasure of introducing myself. I am Demetri Gio. Where might I find the rooms for students?"
@Satsuki
The faculty member mentioned that rooms were still being assigned and for now everyone has temporary arrangements. Until the "week's" end, everyone is more or less bunking in hotel rooms. You'll have a place to stay for now, but don't get too comfortable. Gio looked at the map of the place and the number on the key card he was given. He deduced the rest and passed on this information to other students that were looking lost in the shuffle.
@Satsuki
"Madam. I am Demetri Gio." He gave a short bow after he continues to speak wit ha thick accent. "It seems we are heading in the same direction for the time. May I be of service to you with those bags?" No smiles or facial expressions. His eyes seemed to look through you. He made no additional movements or gestures.
He looked at the classes and weighed each one for the insight they could offer him. Fathers will which was embedded in his subconscious forced some of his decisions. (Fathers will*)
Chemistry
Sociology*
Conditioning
Transformation night
Health and Wellness day*
Demetri looked for a room to call his. He preferred something with an unobstructed view of the night sky and a chair preferably stone. He had no servants here so the natural vampire strength of his family came in handy to carry his case up all those stairs. Standing in front of one of the faculty he Caught their gaze and spoke. "Please, excuse my interruption and allow me the (He pronounces 'the' word, 'Da'.) pleasure of introducing myself. I am Demetri Gio. Where might I find the rooms for students?"
@Satsuki
The faculty member mentioned that rooms were still being assigned and for now everyone has temporary arrangements. Until the "week's" end, everyone is more or less bunking in hotel rooms. You'll have a place to stay for now, but don't get too comfortable. Gio looked at the map of the place and the number on the key card he was given. He deduced the rest and passed on this information to other students that were looking lost in the shuffle.
@Satsuki
"Madam. I am Demetri Gio." He gave a short bow after he continues to speak wit ha thick accent. "It seems we are heading in the same direction for the time. May I be of service to you with those bags?" No smiles or facial expressions. His eyes seemed to look through you. He made no additional movements or gestures.
Name: Demetri Gio
Age: 17
Reputation:Born a natural vampire into an aristocratic family Demetri is ignorant of human customs. Yet at the same time possessing all of the social etiquette of vampires. This makes him an oddity. The thought of conversing to a human disturbs him. Why would one care to converse with ones food is one of the many social foax pas he simply chooses not to partake in. Drinking blood is as common to Demetri as drinking milk is to a human infant. Demetri is a expert tactian and can out think an average person ten moves ahead. Even to the point where if the opportunity presents itself he can use his thought process to take advantage of three dimensional space. The down side is Demetri will over analyze a problem to the point where the situation will be resolved before he chooses to act.
History: Demetri was taken care of from birth by his parents and a handful of servants. He was taught vampire customs and of his family lineage. This was a blind spot that his parents saw getting bigger each night. They tried to reason with him that blending in to humans was necessary skill. He had to conform to there dress and learn there mannerisms. He father had indulged him for far too long.
"It is time to leave here Demetri. You will learn of your powers and the ways of humans." His father was insistant.
"No." Demetri sat in his chair the only other piece of furniture in his room. His head tilted to the side and rested against his right hand. His patented far off stare looked through his father.
Father had become impatient. "You will go. I have made arrangements. You will learn of humans and your power. This you will do. No failure on this shall I tolerate. It is time."
No reply did Demetri give. None was needed. Father had said what will happen. He sat as the time approached and the servants gathered his clothes. In the chair unmoving even his eyes were fixed. As the day came the servants placed him in a travel coffin and placed it on the train. Demetri bumped, bounced, and was jostled the enitre trip. Until a knock on the lid gave the clear to come out.
Power: Transformation
Secret: See GM
Age: 17
Reputation:Born a natural vampire into an aristocratic family Demetri is ignorant of human customs. Yet at the same time possessing all of the social etiquette of vampires. This makes him an oddity. The thought of conversing to a human disturbs him. Why would one care to converse with ones food is one of the many social foax pas he simply chooses not to partake in. Drinking blood is as common to Demetri as drinking milk is to a human infant. Demetri is a expert tactian and can out think an average person ten moves ahead. Even to the point where if the opportunity presents itself he can use his thought process to take advantage of three dimensional space. The down side is Demetri will over analyze a problem to the point where the situation will be resolved before he chooses to act.
History: Demetri was taken care of from birth by his parents and a handful of servants. He was taught vampire customs and of his family lineage. This was a blind spot that his parents saw getting bigger each night. They tried to reason with him that blending in to humans was necessary skill. He had to conform to there dress and learn there mannerisms. He father had indulged him for far too long.
"It is time to leave here Demetri. You will learn of your powers and the ways of humans." His father was insistant.
"No." Demetri sat in his chair the only other piece of furniture in his room. His head tilted to the side and rested against his right hand. His patented far off stare looked through his father.
Father had become impatient. "You will go. I have made arrangements. You will learn of humans and your power. This you will do. No failure on this shall I tolerate. It is time."
No reply did Demetri give. None was needed. Father had said what will happen. He sat as the time approached and the servants gathered his clothes. In the chair unmoving even his eyes were fixed. As the day came the servants placed him in a travel coffin and placed it on the train. Demetri bumped, bounced, and was jostled the enitre trip. Until a knock on the lid gave the clear to come out.
Power: Transformation
Secret: See GM
@Lucius Cypher Going to pm this so it wont add to the thread . =)
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