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Pandora · Adventurer Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 35

Did they know I was there? Did they know what I was, as I walked the same streets they did? A dark smile played freshly across my lips at the thought. These mortals, how they amused me. They didn’t understand me. My white skin, or my brown-gold eyes which only have grown even brighter in age. I paused for a moment in the street, but only a moment. I stood, watching a tall, strong light bringer as he started his shopping. Light bringer. Funny words certain type of mortal’s labeled others. They were foolish. Especially this man, as he glanced to me, eyeing me. It would be so easy. Lead him astray…snap his neck in an instant…No, no Pandora… I was starving, or at least I thought I was. Maybe this was a bit of a self informed torture I was performing for myself. I stuck my hands quickly into my pockets and continued on my way. I could almost…sense him. My journey to find him was almost over. But where was he?

I was in Search. A search that had taken almost a century. Where was my Sire? I laughed a bit at myself. I was being silly. Perhaps not feeding for so long does that to you. But that could wait…

I made my way further down the street. There were people talking, whispering.. I could hear them, and one word reached my ears… Marius. I listened further, but there was nothing mentioned about where he was.. But he was here. Cappadocian.. Had he founded his own clan? Mayhaps..

But he was here. My search, ended…I closed my eyes a moment, and sending out a thought.. If he was near, hopefully he would hear it..

Marius. I am here.

Marius · Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 11:59 pm Post subject:

“Marius. I am here.”

What was that? The words felt so sad, yet so true. This voice calls to me from Minoc.
My God!!!! It’s been so long since I’ve last been there. Seems like an eternity….
As I walk down the road north to Minoc I stumble upon a ruined shop. Wait this was my old shop! As I walk in the shop the memories flood my black heart. I remember…
I remember now, that fine spring day you first walked into my shop. You had the face of what most poets would say, light up the night sky. Your armor was so worn, a laugh comes over me. My how you always waited till it was about to crumble apart. I look around and see the old boards of the shop decaying now and with it, the decaying memories.
God how I loved you so Lydia….

“Marius, I am here.”

What!!! Who keeps calling me? I am afraid. Afraid of what I have become Lydia. The monster that I fear one day you will see. I fear most of all if you will ask me for this dark gift of which I am cursed with for all eternity. Who keeps calling me? Can I not remember in peace of what I once held so dear to me. I begin to walk north up the road to Minoc, and look once more at my old ruined shop for the last time.
I arrive at the bank, so few mortals these nights. I gaze from the corner of the Armory from within the shadows. I see only two people at the bank. A figure in a dark shroud which I cannot make out, and a mortal light bringer doing his shopping I assume for the night.
The mortal was affixed on the person in the shroud. I laugh to myself. The curiosity of mortals still baffles me to this night. I gaze at the mortal for only a moment after he passes the mysterious figure, then as swiftly as the mist passing over ones face I take him.
How sweet blood tastes from such a hard fought struggle, but to me is a mere normal feed for the night. The struggle lasted only but a few seconds, and still the figure was not even affected in the slightest.
Who are you I wondered? I feel connected to you somehow. I drag the corpse away and throw it into the Minoc River.
I start walking towards this sad, lost figure. I feel so strongly for you but why?
How can this be, for I do not even know you, or do I?
As I come behind you now, I slowly reach out with my hand to put onto your shoulder.
A rush engulfs me that I have not felt in centuries. A voice comes to me from the shadows of thought.
A shiver runs down my spine, and the voice, now clear to me….

“Marius my love…”

“I have found you…”
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No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.
George S. Patton

Pandora · Adventurer Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 35

And there he stood before me. Not a day changed since I had last seen him, as I should have expected. I must look like hell to him, the first thought to cross my mind. I stood, before him, cowering almost, afraid of what he thought. I couldn’t bring myself to speak at first. I just stood there, gazing upon the being I had waited so long to see.

It reminded me how foolish I had been, so long ago. Leaving him as I had, to seek out a being who might not ever show his face again. I smiled softly, taking a step closer to him.

“Marius.” I whispered.

A whisper was all I could muster at that moment, my head tilting down, and to the side. I was acting foolish. He was an old friend, an old love.. Why was I behaving so? I opened my arms to him, glancing to his face. I couldn’t help it, but a smile crossed my lips.

“It has been…a long time.” I found myself at a loss of words. After all of this, I had never thought of what I would say.

So again, I stood in silence, waiting for his words.

Marius · Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 5:20 am Post subject:

Marius Gazed upon her eyes, god how you have not changed one bit the last time we met I thought.
She seemed so content to see me yet, her eyes seemed a bit distant.
What was she thinking I wondered? We have not spoken for centuries.
Why did you think Caine was the answer? Why did you not know he doesn't want to be found. We shared such a strong blood oath, and the night you left me for the search, I never knew what true sorrow was.
To lose you a second time, once mortal, and the next......eternity.
"Pandora, why did you call for me?" was all I could muster after embracing my long lost love for centuries.
"Were you not happy with your sire?"
"Your call was so heart felt, so painful, I almost forgot what it felt like to be called by you?"
"Our Blood Oath is so weak, that the bond was almost broken, yet here you stand, my long lost love.......Oh my Pandora how I've missed you."
I embrace my love again that the word joy crosses my mind, even in this so called damned body I call a shell without a soul, love still lives in my black heart.
I stand there watching my love.... Almost like the first spring day when you came into my shop.
A smiles comes over me as I await your answer.
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No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.
George S. Patton

Pandora · Adventurer Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 35

Things seemed so awkward now, I as I stood looking up at the man that I had once held so dear. I still hold him dear to me. It was pathetic, leaving him like so, only to go off to search for someone who didn't want to be found. I smiled gently, welcoming his embrace.

"I was a fool, Marius." I admitted for once. It wasn't often that I admitted to ever being wrong, expecially not with him. There was only one person in the world that could bring out such softness in me, and that was he. Wether or not he knew it, he was my weakness.

I lowered my head, resting it against his chest. "Would yo ever be able to forgive me for my brashness?" I glanced up at him, almost melting away within his safe arms. Why had I ever left him in the first place. "I know I should have never gone, I was a fool for leaving my sire...And in all honesty, I am surprised you were able to hear my cry out for you at all.."

Marius · Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 3:38 pm Post subject:

I smile at your beautiful face, A sense of relief comes over me I have not felt for so long.

"Of course you are forgiven."

I take my loves hand now and kiss it ever so sofly, My god! how I forgot you scent. I turn your hand back around and I come up from behind you so I may see and caress your beautiful neck. My fangs so wearily brush against your neck, I want our Oath to be strong again, but will she?
Will she know how much I have missed her? Please my love say something I think to myself?
Let me know this is what you want? All I can think at the moment as my face caresses around your neck is how I have missed your blood in the depths of my dark soul.
I want this blood oath again, but I will not force it this time. I want it to be True, Submissive, Total Release.
As I stand there caressing your neck I await your approval.

"My Lydia, do you love me?
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No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.
George S. Patton

Pandora · Adventurer Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 35

I tilted my head at him, studying him a moment. Did he have to ask? Maybe he felt that he did. I smiled slightly, before nodding. "Of course I do, Marius.. I always have."

I closed my eyes, holding both of his hands in mine. It had been so long... Too long since I had seen him. And this moment, was beautiful. The city seemed to fade away, and all I could see was him. It was a sort of... tunnel vision, I think.

Nothing I could do, could bring myself out of this blissful moment when I was reunited with him.

Marius · Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2008 5:16 am Post subject:

My fangs caress your neck, and all I can think of is how I have dreamt of this moment ever since you were last in my arms. I bite into your neck now and the blood comes back to me that was lost for so long, The love, hatred, lust, erotica, but most of all my love, you.
I drain about 3 pints and feel so drunk with your presence that it almost scares me. My how powerful you have become since our last Blood Oath.
I remove my fangs, and move towards the front of you so I can see your eyes, My god your eyes are so mysterious, I look into them and see what I would call a desert next to the sea. Always drinking, yet always dry.
Funny a vampire must always feel this way, and yet were are not alone, the desert feels it too.
I turn my neck slightly, and await your oath, I say to you sofly.

"Come back to me my love".
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No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.
George S. Patton

Pandora · Adventurer Joined: 24 Mar 2008 Posts: 35

I felt almost lost as he oathed, my eyes closing a moment, remembering my past days and all the loneliness until this exact moment. I felt him pull away, as I looked back into his eyes. I smiled slightly, before leaning down, kissing his neck gently, before sinking my teeth into his tender flesh. I felt his pain, his hatred, and the feelings he had once carried for me, and still did. He would know me now, as he knew me back then, and I would know him that way again.

I drank only a short while, before pulling away, and licking the remaining blood from his neck. I felt drunk off his blood, off of his emotions, though he may deny having any. I looked up at him dazed, a glazed look in my eyes, before shaking my gently, and leaning up to whisper in his ear.

“I’ve returned to you.” I whispered sweetly, in a manner no one else had ever heard me whisper, before leaning in to kiss his cheek. I smiled softly, pulling away from him and turning my back to him. I glanced back to him, extending my hand. “Let’s return home, its nearing daybreak.”
He nodded slightly, taking my hand, and together, we walked the distance to his home, beginning to fall asleep as the sun began to rise.

The night had been sweet, I thought, as I dozed into my sleep. But the most important thing was…

We, were reunited.