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OOC We do not have an Abby yet. Do you want to try her out?

"Well he doesn't have to continue to breathe after he solves this one problem for me," Klaus told Valerie, then stopped in his tracks, a hand shooting out to grasp Amara's upper arm. "Did you say

I am…, I’m sorry for it all, for wronging you, even for making him, Victor began, but was unable to continue, due to the coughing and overwhelming nausea he now felt. ?he leaned on the wall,

"Why don't you simply set traps on your drawers, or where ever the items were that were tampered with," Oliver suggested casually with an arch of brows. "When are you contacting Reynolds about this

"Oh, there is nothing to be sorry for, darling," Elizabeth sincerely objected. Victor may understand her words as he would, but as far as she was concerned. He really did not do this to himself. If he

"Sad, that he could not get laid, That is true enough of any man," Hyde casually confirmed Leticia's appraisal. "See, you got it, my savage girl. The observation skills, I mean. Money is but one

How he hated appearing so frail, how he despised having to admit that he was not well, but it was his only way of getting help, so that perhaps he could be well again. No I am, I don’t feel so well,

"You don't feel well? But in which way? You seem the same to me?" Elizabeth admitted half questioningly. He always looked frail for a man. Weak, worn out. That was why it was so surprising that he

Victor gave a start at hearing the voice, it sounded so strange compared to what he had seen in the dream. He glanced around, half?expecting to see Frank, for he had expected to hear Frank’s voice.

"Abby? Is that you," Elizabeth sleepily wondered and then realized with a start what it was she was truly seeing. Or rather who. "Eh, Victor, dear, you are not in bed. Come back to...oh I remember

Victor had not rested well that night. He also had a dream, in which strangely enough, Elizabeth was chasing after him, not to love him, or even satisfy him, in fact it really didn’t even look much

Victor left her alone and she thought she would have pleasant dreams. They were to an extent. Very pleasant dreams of Cylas and her working her outrage. Making friends with Keres again. And her

"Help,"CYlas bellowed as the far smaller girl dragged him up the stairs. Though he was big and muscular she was a vampire and damn it monsters had gotten the better of him too much of late. "I"m about

“I suppose you had better accompany me to find the owners of this place.” Lucy westenra responded in feigned politeness with a sneer , sarcasm evident. “It is none of your business. In any

"No. I ain't supposed to let you out alone,"Cylas said, reaching to grasp Lucy's slender wrist. "Now you just behave Miss o I'll be gettin' in trouble and I can't be havin' that again." He recalled

“Yes, i’m awake now. Lets go then” As Sylas turned away as if to make for the staircase, she charged at him. He whirled round at the sound of her footsteps, then turned back and ran. Big

"'ello there," a gruff street accented male voice called. It was tinged with nervousness and a mild scent of his fear was in the air. "Is you awake down there, then, Miss? You'll be wantin' to eat or

Lucy Westenra awoke as if from a coma, one moment she was having a dream about a prospective suitor and the next, without warning, she started to stir. Her eyes opened and she stared around confused.

"Why can't you do that more quietly," Keres complained dispassionately. "It's annoying when stupid girls start in screaming." Other than a dark look, thevampire ignored her as he opened his wrist and

Lucy thought this stranger rather rude and quick to anger when at last, the door was opened and they went inside and he'd spoken sharply to the woman. Then, all of a sudden, he was grabbing her and,