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Post by kahara on Jul 25, 2013 1:28:36 GMT -5
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Post by Jason on Jul 26, 2013 20:40:06 GMT -5
A large, quiet male moved through the scant shade among the Savannah. His flesh was cool to the touch, nor did his heart beat. He was a walking corpse, so to speak, subsisting by the blood of others. His dark, maroon eyes flitted over the area. He was returning from a hunt. He did not want to hunt on the pride's territory. It would not end well. Considering his diet and that he would accidentally kill his prey from time to time did not help.
An irregular heartbeat caught the beast's attention. He was quite sensitive to such. However, he preferred young, healthy females, and his thirst was sated. However, he was nonetheless curious and moved to investigate.
What greeted Veton was a pitiful sight. He adjusted his glassed, finding the scene a bit blurry at first. One had a scent that was remarkably similar to that of Clerise and he slowly approached, cautiously eyeing the male. While they were close to Gespenster, they were not trespassing. Perhaps this aged female knew of where his mate might be. A spark of compassion lit in his dead heart. "Excuse me," he started, his voice silken, but he had kept it simple without its usual alluring, sensual quality. "But do you require any assistance?" He stuck in the shade a bit, not wanting the direct light to be on his sensitive flesh. Even if he was protected so he did not burst into flames every time the sun met his flesh, it was still an unpleasant sensation.
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Post by kahara on Jul 27, 2013 5:29:17 GMT -5
PREMONITION & VIIR
[/i] She nodded to the male with her and he gave a brief nod as well. "And I'm Premonition. You're welcomed to join us in the shade here. It's rather nice."[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by Jason on Jul 30, 2013 16:37:43 GMT -5
Veton slowly approached the pair, his footsteps naturally silent, which could be unnerving at times, however, his lax expression suggested he was not remotely considering bringing harm to these two. He had no such intention. "I suppose old age is something I've never come to appreciate, considering I've looked like this for over seven hundred years," he replied, a bittersweetness clinging to the edges of his voice.
The vampire slipped into the shade with relaxed grace and sat down. "Is there anything I can do to ease your passing, miss? I can catch fresh, tender rabbits and prepare them with herbs and spices so that they seem to melt in your mouth. I can bring fresh water." For once, the well equipped undead felt a bit awkward. Having lived many lifetimes, he had encountered many situations, but he was almost certain this was a sister of Clerise, and he felt the desperate urge to help her. How desolate this world must seem. "I am Veton Lamiat. I was mate to Clerise Dakasa. Your scent reminds me of her. She disappeared some time ago. I miss her." He looked at the other male curiously, but his current focus was Premonition. A strange name, but one he would remember.
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Post by kahara on Aug 3, 2013 9:52:39 GMT -5
PREMONITION & VIIR
[/i] She paused and Viir nodded. "I'm their half brother. Kahara was our mother. I haven't seen Clerise in ages though." He said and Premonition nodded thoughtfully. "Her scent is still out there. I would never forget it."[/ul][/blockquote] |
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