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Levi DiCaliente – 3094 Persimmons Way

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

The alarm clock chirped its nearly intolerable sound, rudely interrupting Levis nap; coaxing his groggy body to awaken from its few hours of slumber. Levi had a tendency not to sleep well, often working from early mornings and late nights to afford his father’s insatiable love of alcohol; it was a miracle he could get a few hours of sleep at all.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

He slammed his hand above the alarm; bring the clock to an instantaneous silence. He took a brief moment to lie in bed, staring at the ceiling as he body transitioned between sleep and consciousness; checking his phone for any alerts he may have slept though. 

Hey we just took count and we r missing a bottle of gin from the bar, did u have something 2 do with that? – The text from AJ read.

Levi let out a tired sigh – too early for this, he thought, simply ignoring the message as he locked his phone.

By his own time, Levi paced his way to his feet; landing his soles delicately on the floor in vain attempts to alleviate bruising pain, sitting in an upward position until he mustered up enough energy to get ready for work.

Levi made his way toward the bathroom, stumbling over a few broken glass bottles and empty beer cans that had been emptied and thrown the previous night. He took a deep breath, treading lightly on his feet as the glass crunched with each pressure filled step, before opening the squeaky bathroom door that was falling off its rusty hinges.

He started to fill up the bath with cold water, undressing his self to see what new bruises had surfaced from the night prior. It seemed the older he got, the less he seemed to remember of the abuse that had unfolded; he was unable to tell if it were that he was getting used to it, or he simply didn't want to remember.

Once the bathtub had been filled, he dipped his feet in one at a time; taking a moment to pick the broken glass out of his heels before soothing them in the icy water below. Once both of his feet were firmly planted inside the bathtub, he lowered the rest of his nude body into the freezing water; lying still in the icy water, allowing the warm sunlight from the window to rest upon his skin which was a pleasant contrast of warm and cold.

Everybody hates Mondays.

Introduction

Hello, beings and deities of every kind, it is my honor to welcome you to New Orleans. I would like to take a moment to establish some supernatural laws enacted by the Vampire Hierarchy, but first let me introduce myself.

I am known as the party leader, and for protective reasons; no mortal or occult beings have seen my face, you may simply call me “V”. Here in the hierarchy, we take occult proceedings very seriously; taking every step necessary to ensure the protection of the party and citizens under our rule, no matter the cost. Since the 1800’s we have been devoted to keeping power within the party by limiting the power of witches in New Orleans and slaughtering the original Alpha family within this decade alone.

Attacks at the party have occurred, but have proved futile in more ways than one; Vampires are the superior beings, all else lay below us and should be treated as such.

First and foremost, for your own safety and the safety of others, witches are prohibited from using magic out of a ‘spell-locked’ zone.  It is mandatory to perform spells within the confines of a ‘spell locked’ zone, failure to comply with this law will be treated as an act against the party; and will be met with a sever yet appropriate punishment.

Second, for your own safety and the safety of others, werewolves are required to take an injection of morphine daily. Werewolves are known for aggressive behavior, and are not taken too kindly around here. The injections will keep your senses nulled and dormant, keeping those around you safe from the beast inside. Failure to comply with this law will treated as an act against the party; and will be met with a severe yet appropriate punishment.

Third, killing a Vampire by any occult is a most heinous crime is strictly prohibited. Failure to comply with this law will treated as an act against the party; and will be met with a severe yet appropriate punishment.

Fourth, absolutely no witches or werewolves are allowed in the esteemed French Quarter, under any circumstances; the French Quarter is considered sacred to the vampires. Failure to comply with this law will be treated as an act against the party and will be met with a severe yet appropriate punishment.

Finally, a romantic relation between two different occults is considered an abomination and morally wrong. 

Failure to comply with these laws will be treated as an act against the party and met with most commonly, death.

WE HAVE EYES EVERYWHERE, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

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