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Post by amara on May 19, 2009 16:59:23 GMT -5
It was a very important night for her. She had set up to do some business with A Male. Whom decided to bring along his newest slave. She had run into this Erif man only once. Even then she didn't quite have enough soberness to her that she would have remembered what he had looked like. Knowing Deliah, inviting him over meant that he had to be good looking. She fixed her back halter top dress, indeed it was very revealing she didn't care. She had guests, first impressions were better besides she didn't have any clothes that 'weren't' revealing.
Yawning slightly she went to her bathroom and adjusted her her make up, then walked over to her boombox and let soft music plague the for now, empty room. She sashayed over to the chairs and fixed the pillows. Walking into the kitchen bringing out the wine. She was how do you say. . . well kept. I supose if she had a sister she would have either turned out a hybrid like she or a human that was worth slavery. She' d not known whether or not she had a sister and even so? How would she have known if nobody told her anything. Except for her friends nothing more. She waited for the bell to ding.
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Post by lucius on May 19, 2009 17:20:32 GMT -5
Despite the powerful memory of Lucius Erif, one of the oldest vampires still existing, he had not mad a connection between his newest slave and companion, Brooke Wyld, and another fascinatingly beautiful woman he encountered, Deliah, some short time ago. He recalled her beautiful features, and a slight similarity to Brooke, but for some reason or another his mind had not figured it out and connected all the dots. An unusual default of character, for him, but in two thousand years, it had happened occasionally.
Lucius walked to the door of Deliah's home, dressed in a not-so-formal and rather comfortable ensemble instead of the typically formal suits he was almost always seen in. Of course, it was still sort of dressy; he had lived as a noble all his life and, in his perhaps antiquated views, tended to always think to dress the part. At his side was someone who was almost always seen in his company now, on is arm-- Brooke Wyld. Standing before Deliah's doorway with his obedient companion, the blue eyes of the vampire elder stared at the door curiously for a moment before reaching forward and pressing the doorbell.
He had hesitated bringing Brooke with him. He did not want to make things awkward while he interacted with Deliah, but his companion was very good at not making situations awkward, so he figured he would bring her anyways. It would not hurt, at least.
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Post by poss2 on May 19, 2009 17:34:08 GMT -5
This would be one of the first outings with her new Master, Lucius Erif. She tended to escort him the same way she had for her previous owner, slender arm through his and at his side in an attire that fashionably matched his. She was not nervous for this meeting, it was something she was used to. A meeting with an associate to discuss business. Long dark hair fell over her shoulders, cascading down her bare shoulder blades with a few strands teasing her collar bone. A simple dark evening gown, the hem lightly ruffled just above the knee in the front, and trailing to mid calf at the rear.
Upon waiting outside the exterior door she watched Erif intently, before allowing her gaze to fall upon the door after he rang the bell. With a name like Deliah, Brooke was assuming this woman would be beautiful to match her name. A gentle smile curled the edges of her lip line, glancing back to Lucius, her hand hooked on his forearm gently. She understood he had hesitated to bring her, but she assure him she was used to this sort of outing. It was a daily occurrence in her life up until just a few months ago, escorting the Master as simply a pleasant presence of comfort. She would keep to herself, and only speak when spoken to, all the while letting her eyes take in every detail of her surroundings.
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Post by amara on May 19, 2009 18:21:06 GMT -5
She stood straight for a moment, smoothing out her dress as she fixed her hair and walked twords the door. She placed one hand on the frame and the other on the handle opening the door slowly, she would smile. Opening the door wider for them to come in. She hand't yet noticed the companion he had with him. If given a couple more seconds she would notice the human with him. She waited for them to come inside before she would close the door and follow behind them, 'Please come in and make yourself comfortable'
Her voice was soft, sweet and welcome. Pausing for a moment she would look at his lady friend, Imposter?Perhaps she was wearing a mirror, she looked off to the side. No trap nothing. She knew that humans couldn't make them look like the oppsing female or person. She had to blink several times as she led them to the sitting quarters, minus the cages and poles that showed. There was nothing going on right now. Del knew that it was strictly business there for nothing was bound to happen, she held her hands out and pointed to the available seats. 'It's a pleasure to connect with you again, Mr.Erif. A little refresh of your memory. Deliah Le'Vairyay Lady of the house.' She smiled and waited.
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Post by lucius on May 19, 2009 18:40:32 GMT -5
When Deliah opened the door and the eyes of the vampire elder fell upon her beautiful form, that is when, suddenly it all made sense again. She looked a lot like Brooke. Exactly like Brooke. This similarity confused Lucius; he knew shapeshifters were incapable of directly mimicking another individual. Some other magic of some type? A trick being played on him? Or maybe some bizarre coincidence? No, something peculiar once going on, but Deliah did not seem to address it, so he decided he would not. Not yet, anyways. He wanted to see how things played out.
Lucius stepped into the home of the beautiful woman, his blue eyes quickly glancing about. He could immediately tell that she was the type of woman who liked to have fun; Lucius would have to pay attention to when the next party was. Taking the seat that was offered, with Brooke still be his side, his blue gazed settled on Deliah. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance again. For refreshing, I am Lucius Maximilian Cornelianus Erif, de Romanus. This is my assistant and traveling companion, Ms. Wyld," said Lucius, his hand motioning to Brooke but his eyes remaining on Deliah to see her reaction. |
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Post by poss2 on May 19, 2009 18:50:05 GMT -5
As far as Brooke knew, she was an only child. Home schooled, and raised close at her parents side for as long as she could remember. Due to poverty, or other reasons they did not wish to share with her, they sold her in to slavery to a man name Lex Walsh. He was older, and respectable, and took good care of the girl up until a few months ago when he passed away in a car accident before the paramedics could arrive on scene to offer any sort of assistance. Had there been a motive other than simple poverty that had brought her in to this life? She never thought there were any secrets in her past, but she was soon to find out first hand that perhaps there was more to her past than she had originally recalled.
Brookes eyes were on Lucius, a habit she had that showed where her interest was to those around her. She followed his actions with her eyes, arm through his as she squeezed lightly in a comforting gesture just as the door parted with a light wafting of the air to tease through her hair. They stepped in to the room, her eyes oly falling upon Deliah to offer her a smile in greeting when he eyes widened for a moment in astonishment. She was looking at herself. Her heart skipped a beat, but other than the internal reaction, her facial expression remained calm. "Hello." she offered with a nod once she had been introduced by Lucius, her eyes also remaining on the woman infront of them. She never sat, she stood behind Erif's chair with a hand on either of his shoulders gently.
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Post by amara on May 19, 2009 19:16:23 GMT -5
She nodded to him and then looked to Brooke. She placed her hand to her face then passed them both some wine. She looked back to Mr. Erif. with a gental smile she would ask softly 'What, can I interest you into tonight?' she couldn't help but glance back up at the other lady. Her hand went to her hip as she tried her sole hardest to focus back on Erif. She Sat in one of her chairs close to him, legs once over the other as she looked at him ready to listen to what ever he had to say.
Her memory was terrible as of right now. Granted she was drunk when she set up a business date with him.She was sure if he had anything to set up he would tell her or he would tell her what she wanted him for. I mean her home was practically a night club in a half. Only hers got more interesting. Something that most wouldn't see often in other places. She hummed softly for a second then glanced up at brooke. If she did have a sister why would she get most of her parents money? While none of it went to brooke. She didn't quite understand any of this logic.
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Post by lucius on May 19, 2009 19:31:31 GMT -5
Lucius could hear Brooke's heart beat picking up, and feel the perplexing moods between the two of them. It would seem that the pair of beautiful women had as little knowledge of their similar--nay, identical--looks as the vampire elder did. Now, that was interesting. Lucius had a feel that he was going to be having an amusing and enlightening conversation with the pair of them, and was already growing curious as what might come of it all. But, he would not push the issue yet. He wanted to try see their further reactions towards each other.
Relaxing in the offered seat, Brooke's hands resting comfortably on his shoulders, a smile crossed the handsome face of the ancient vampire as he remembered the night that he and Deliah met. It had been a fun night at the club. "Well, if I remember correctly, you were first trying to see how much I was willing to pay to take you home for the night, and trust me, had I not had some exceptionally important things to attend to, I would have certainly taken you up on the offer," said the vampire, blue eyes scanning the hybrid's body once before meeting her green gaze. "Then briefly mentioned were business opportunities with my company, though I honestly could not tell if you were discussing employment with ZaneCorp or investing in any of our research or various other enterprises." The company had its hands in many things, from the media to the slave trade to construction to gang-related thing to technology research. They were busy.
After a moment of pausing, Lucius tilted his head curiously, his empathetic capabilities picking things up from Deliah. He allowed a grin to dance across his handsome face, chuckling lightly. "You honestly have do recollection of what we may have set this meeting up for, do you?" |
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Post by poss2 on May 20, 2009 11:22:24 GMT -5
The parents had money? Well that was a new piece to the puzzle. For as long as she could remember, they were fending off the companies they owed money to through bills, and finally it all came crashing down and they had to resort to they only means of money. Their daughter, passed in to the ring of slavery. Of course, this was all through the eyes of a nine year old girl, slightly naive and fully trusting every word that was whispered to her through the tear jerked parents. As she stood behind Lucius Erif's chair, hand still resting gently on either shoulders she watched Deliah with interest. The slightest of head tilts spilled hair over her shoulder as her eyes glistened in curiosity.
The words between Deliah and Lucius were given her full attention, however the pulling of curiosity continued she remained with the same polite smile playing her lips in innocent silence. Interesting, to say the least, that they had met before an yet Lucius had not noticed the resemblance yet it could be understandable. Brooke sure never claimed to have a photographic memory, however she had heard that many vampires had a great deal of talent in that area. Her gaze fell upon Lucius over whom she stood, a gentle squeezeon his shoulders, her thumb rolling up the muscle from his shoulder blades to the back of his neck in casual massage. A comforting presence as she was meant to be.
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Post by amara on May 20, 2009 14:46:56 GMT -5
She smiled at Erif then looked back up to his comforter, then back down to erif she pulled her hair to one side of her body and smiled gently. Placing her hands together she would rest them on her knee. Mind you her cleavage might have shown a slight tad. She looked at him and smiled.'I assure you. Drunk as I was, I got another ride home, sad that it wasn't you but we all luck out. Now I give in. I will tell you. Secretly I too own a business. However not many people know about it and I would like to keep it that way Mr.Erif.' she briefly paused and got ready to speak to him again. She did enjoy conversing a few or more to people but the way she was speaking now was strictly business. She cleared her throat and began to speak again. 'I assume your company is under good limits? Maybe instead of Employment, We combine? Any information my team finds out will only be strictly handed to you. I will repeat. You and only you' she said to him with a smile before she grabbed a wine glass and took a sip from it occasionally glancing up at brooke.
[thats all i have for now]
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Post by lucius on May 20, 2009 15:11:00 GMT -5
Lucius relaxed beneath the soothing touch of Brooke as she gently massaged him, calming him even more than he already was. Despite his body's physical reactions to her, his mind and face seemed unphased and remained focused on Deliah in front of him, listening to her speak. His blue orbs almost instinctively traveled down some as her hands shifted, noticing the cleavage with ample approval before his gaze returned to the green one of the hybrid. "Well, maybe next time," he murmured, a slight grin prancing across his handsome face for a moment before he listened to her business proposal.
Now, this was interesting; interesting enough to take his mind off of the odd situation between Deliah and Brooke. The vampire elder's primary business was the control of information and staying on top of all the going-ons in the city. It was how he influenced things and tried to stabilize thing in the city, and how he enriched himself in the process. He had heard nothing of her top secret business, meaning that she was indeed very good at what she does, intriguing him even more. He shifted some, leaning forward a tad bit, that charming smile fixating itself on his face again. "I think that is a wonderful idea, Miss Le Vairyay. Such a business opportunity is enticing, and I can pay whatever price you set," said Lucius, tilting his gaze curiously at her. "Is there anything in particular you desire in exchange, or is money enough for you?" |
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Post by poss2 on May 20, 2009 15:19:45 GMT -5
Shifting her weight on her heels, gaze fixating on Deliah from behind the chair which her hands now settled on rather than Lucius' shoulders as he leaned forward. Brooke did not know too much about the business of ZaneCorp just yet, she was still new to this area. Having changed residence from several hundred miles away in another city, to here when she found her place with Mr. Erif as his slave. Rolling her hips to one side, shoulder rising she rested her cheek on it as she cast a curious gaze over them. She enjoyed business meetings, aways so full of new information and interesting aspects of work that she may have not otherwise thought of. And for once, this one seemed to have more twists than they had expected upon arrival.
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Post by amara on May 20, 2009 15:33:35 GMT -5
Smiles to him watching her then watching him lean forward. Sipping on her wine she would speak 'I ensure you Mr. Erif. Money, isn't needed in this position. Just loyalty. I give you my trust, In return I need your promise of this meeting being nothing but a social dinner party between us three. If word gets out. I fear, all you've worked for might just simply be erased.' she said to him standing up and walking to the bar, changing the mono tone of the music. She turned her head to Brooke. Moving her conversation ethics to her with a smile she handed her a glass of wine.
Parting her soft colored lips she would speak to her. 'Ah, Ms. Wylde. It's a pleasure to have met you. We must discuss one matter before you and Mr. Erif leave for the night. Your parents are whom? or were whom?' she said looking to her. Her voice was soft yet demanding in her answering. She looked to Erif, noting that this was for reasons. She knew humans all to well and didn't want anything wrongful to happen like last time.
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Post by lucius on May 20, 2009 15:42:29 GMT -5
The ancient vampire arched an eyebrow. No money necessary. That was curious, and his empathetic capabilities reached out to try see if there were any ulterior or betraying motives in the hybrid, his ears listening to the beat of her heart to try determine if she was up to anything that would not bode well for himself. He could sense nothing too out of the ordinary, but the entrancingly beautiful woman was difficult to read entirely. "Then loyalty you have, though I am sure that there has to be more than just my gratitude. Whenever you need something from me personally or from ZaneCorp, I will willingly give it," said Lucius. In two thousand years he had seen the mantra of there being no free lunch proven, and he was not expecting that to change all of a sudden now.
His eyes watched Deliah as she walked to the bar, and then his blue orbs flickered backward to Brooke when she was addressed, the slightest nod of his head informing Brooke to speak as freely as she chose to. "Ah, yes, I noticed some odd similarities," like them looking nearly exactly the same, save for their eye colors. Erif's glance shifted between the two, awaiting to see what would become of this incredibly unique situation they were found in. Oh, the intrigue. It excited and amused Lucius to no end. |
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Post by poss2 on May 20, 2009 15:56:27 GMT -5
Interesting indeed. A trade of information for information in return. Sounded fair, and decent enough, yet Brooke agreed to the thought that Erif had without even knowing what he was thinking. Not often was such a great deal very solid. Usually it had rounded edges, or hidden fees. Read the small print, my friend, you don't want to be signing away your soul with this contract out of sheer ignorance.
Gaze remained fixated on Deliah as she moved to the bar, the music changing before her attention was turned on Brooke. A smile cured her fine lip line in response to Mr. Erifs nod and replied to the woman who was oddly a reflection of herself. "Mr. Alexander and Mrs. Cassandra Wyld, my dear. You would not happen to recognize these names, would you?" Quizzically cocking a slender brow as she shifted her weight yet again behind the chair, straightening out rather than having her head rolled to her shoulder.
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