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Post by Toothless on Feb 24, 2014 2:02:57 GMT
"Grab hands," Jericho said, "and I will teleport us to His Grandness' home." Bastian didn't hesitate, reaching forward to intertwine his finger's with Lyric's and Stiles'. "We're good," he told Jericho, and the Keja nodded. He reached forward and grabbed hold of Sebastian's arm, and just like that, teleported all four of them to The Hollow. It was a little island in the middle of the Caribbean, its own little community to ensure the Grand High Master's safety. It was beautiful, Bastian decided, as Jericho released him and directed for the three of the Sventé to follow them. He was expecting prejudice, do to his breed, but he was determined to win.
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Post by Goldie on Feb 24, 2014 2:17:50 GMT
Who can be my Pagori's sire?)
Serina woke up with a screaming headache and her dry throat felt like it was on fire. She gingerly sat up and looked at the vanity mirror across the room from her bed. At least she was in her own apartment. Her platinum blonde hair was matted and her skin was a sickly yellowish pale. Her eyes were still light blue but... Serina scrambled to the bed and dashed to the mirror. She clung to the wooden vanity until she felt wood under her nails. Stark red rings the color of a male cardinal haunted her irises. She tried to scream, but her throat was too dry. Then it hit her how unbearingly thirsty she was. "What is wrong with me?" She whispered to herself in a hoarse voice as tears ran down her cheeks and slipped onto her bare legs. "And where in the hell are my pants?" She looked around and spotted her dirty jeans on the floor.
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Post by Toothless on Feb 24, 2014 2:21:02 GMT
[Harper?]
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Post by Goldie on Feb 24, 2014 2:24:25 GMT
Serina crawled over to her jeans and fished out a strip of paper with a cell phone number on it. After finding her own phone she called it while staring at the name scrawled under the number. Harper.
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Post by Toothless on Feb 24, 2014 2:26:31 GMT
[Harper wouldn't have changed her against her will, though; she would have had to be dying, btw.]
Harper's phone rang shrilly, distracting him from the female he'd been feeding off of. He grunted and withdrew his teeth, sealing the wound before gently placing the female on the couch that they'd been sitting on, in the back room of the club. He reached into his back pocket, glanced at the number, before flicking it open. "Harper," he drawled, voice low and sultry and raspy.
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Post by Spotify on Feb 24, 2014 2:30:11 GMT
Lyric sighed softly, her shoulders sagged in relief of finally being away from what she had come to call the prison. Sorry no muse. I'm gonna crash
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Post by Goldie on Feb 24, 2014 2:33:37 GMT
(I was gonna say she was cured of her cancer eventually =P)
Serina ran a hand over her face. " 'the f*** Harper? What did you give me last night? My eyes are all red and I can barely talk and my head is about to split open. I slept so late I missed my appointment with the chemotherapy doctor. I can't remember his name to save my life, ha. It was a pun." She was starting to ramble, her voice getting lighter as she got a little light headed.
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Post by Toothless on Feb 24, 2014 2:36:51 GMT
[xD so she was dying from cancer and Harper Turned her to save her?]
Harper's mind went blank for a minute before he remembered. "Serina," he said. "Ahh, yes. Well, it would be best to explain it in person," he told her, voice gentling. He remember what it felt like to awaken from the Turning. Harper had wanted to be there for her - his first Sired vampire - but his thirst had been overwhelming and it hadn't looked like she would wake anytime soon. "Where are you?"
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Post by Toothless on Feb 24, 2014 2:38:06 GMT
[Night Spot <3]
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Post by Goldie on Feb 24, 2014 2:42:10 GMT
"On the floor. Oh! Im at my apartment. I ended up here somehow..." She grabbed a brush and started raking it through her hair after giving him her aaddress. "Will...will you come over? I dont feel too well..."
Bye Spotsy!!)
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Post by Toothless on Feb 24, 2014 2:45:01 GMT
"I'm on my way right now. Stay there. Okay? Stay there, don't go anywhere." With that, Harper hung up and stood, murmuring something to the female before he zipped out of the room, moving at human speed. He could feel his link to Serina, a pulsing in his blood, and he felt a surge of pride. He'd started his own bloodline. A childish grin spread across his face as he slipped out into the night, finally moving at vampire speed to get to Serina's apartment. He knew where it was, of course, but she didn't know he knew that.
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Post by Goldie on Feb 24, 2014 2:53:40 GMT
Serina leaned against the leg of her bed. Tired and confused, she closed her eyes. She realized she was sitting on the floor in just her underwear and tank top and that a guy was on his way, but couldnt muster enough energy to actually care. She only blinked her eyes open when she heared her door open and close.
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Post by Toothless on Feb 24, 2014 2:57:36 GMT
Harper was at Serina's side in an instant, scooping her into his arms. He sat her on the bed, expression sympathetic. "I'm sorry I wasn't here when you woke up. Your thirst is probably overwhelming right now." Harper tilted his head slightly, exposing his throat to Serina. Vampires could feed off of each other if they wished, and for Pagoris, the bloodlust was too intense for Harper to consider finding a human. Serina would kill him on accident.
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Post by Goldie on Feb 24, 2014 3:02:05 GMT
Serina moved and had her fangs on Harper before she even knew what was happening. Once she realized what she was doing she was horrified. She was too thirsty to stop, but was a bit more gentle. After having enough to take the edge off, she automatically sealed the wound. "What...how...Harper..." Her light blue eyes filled with tears.
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Post by Toothless on Feb 24, 2014 3:03:19 GMT
Harper winced slightly when her fangs broke the skin before he relaxed, allowing her to take what she needed. When she pulled away, he gently brushed the strand of hair away from her eyes. "I'm sorry," he told her, honesty ringing in his voice. "What do you remember?"
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