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Scarlett gave Diego a nod. She then motioned toward the stairs and looked at the prince.?"Your grace," she said. "Please, come with me. I'll take you to the garage and we can get you into a safe vehicle." She turned back and looked at Diego again, "Don't be long. We'll need to get out of here as soon as possible."
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Diego gave Scarlett a small smile, "I will be fine. Go ahead and take the Prince to the safe house. He will know where to go as well as the driver. I will meet you all there as soon as I can." Vespasian looked at the wolf and wondered what he was up to, but didn't say anything. Instead he turned to Scarlett. "Yes, Ms. MacAleister, let's be off."
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Diego gave Scarlett a small smile, "I will be fine. Go ahead and take the Prince to the safe house. He will know where to go as well as the driver. I will meet you all there as soon as I can." Vespasian looked at the wolf and wondered what he was up to, but didn't say anything. Instead he turned to Scarlett. "Yes, Ms. MacAleister, let's be off."
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Somehow, the redheaded vampire felt more at ease when Diego was with them, despite his true nature, for after he left, she became slightly fearful of what might be ahead for she and Vespasian. Someone was gunning for the prince's head and Scarlett truly didn't want to be the vampire charged with his safety. If something happened, she would be an easy scapegoat, especially with Tempest lurking about somewhere -- possibly behind this entire plot. She also was not happy to be unarmed. She'd checked her weapons at the front door, but to go there now just to retrieve them would be dangerous, either from running into the would-be assassins or dealing with the possibly of daylight getting into the no longer safe building. Scarlett turned to Vespasian and nodded, then together they headed down into an underground passage which would take them to the parking garage where the van awaited them. They moved along the dimly lit concrete tunnel which travelled beneath the street outside the Midnight Society. If she had her bearings right, she remembered there was a private underground parking deck there. Apparently, this answered the question about who owned that facility.? ? Eventually they reached and door and stepped through, Scarlett going first to have a look around. Once she peeked out, she was a black delivery van parked there running in the underground portion of the parking ramp. The van was running, the door open, the windows otherwise darkened out. "Get in!" the man at the wheel called to them. "We need to hurry." The redhead looked toward the prince, "Are you ready to go?
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Somehow, the redheaded vampire felt more at ease when Diego was with them, despite his true nature, for after he left, she became slightly fearful of what might be ahead for she and Vespasian. Someone was gunning for the prince's head and Scarlett truly didn't want to be the vampire charged with his safety. If something happened, she would be an easy scapegoat, especially with Tempest lurking about somewhere -- possibly behind this entire plot.
She also was not happy to be unarmed. She'd checked her weapons at the front door, but to go there now just to retrieve them would be dangerous, either from running into the would-be assassins or dealing with the possibly of daylight getting into the no longer safe building.
Scarlett turned to Vespasian and nodded, then together they headed down into an underground passage which would take them to the parking garage where the van awaited them.
They moved along the dimly lit concrete tunnel which travelled beneath the street outside the Midnight Society. If she had her bearings right, she remembered there was a private underground parking deck there. Apparently, this answered the question about who owned that facility.? ? Eventually they reached a door and stepped through, Scarlett going first to have a look around. Once she peeked out, she was a black delivery van parked there running in the underground portion of the parking ramp. The van was running, the door open, the windows otherwise darkened out. "Get in!" the man at the wheel called to them. "We need to hurry." The redhead looked toward the prince, "Are you ready to go?"
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Without stopping to answer the other vampire, the Prince moved out from the door and using his vampiric speed, was in the van. He looked at Scarlett, "you have a choice here. To come with me or remain here." He told her, "but do make the decision quickly."
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Vespasian Without stopping to answer the other vampire, the Prince moved out from the door and using his vampiric speed, was in the van. He looked at Scarlett, "you have a choice here. To come with me or remain here." He told her, "but do make the decision quickly."
Scarlett The curvy, redheaded vampire looked back down the tunnel they had emerged from into the parking garage and considered what to do next. If she let the prince go by himself and something happened to him, she would likely be held responsible in some way.? If she went with him and this rebellion of vampires caught up with them, she would probably suffer the same fate as the prince. As much as she didn't want to be any more involved in this matter than she already was, Scarlett took a deep breath before stepping up into the back of the van with the blacked out windows. She decided to stay the course and see this through to whatever end it came to. Once inside she closed the van door and the wheel-man gunned the engine and took off heading out of the parking deck, a black panel rising between the rear compartment and the drivers area, confirming for her the driver was some kind of familiar -- a human servant of the Midnight Society, no doubt. Together she and Vespasian sat in the rear of the van as it sped away and she hoped they would be able to make it from here to wherever the safehouse was located. If the walls of the van were pierced somehow, the sunlight outside would kill both she and the prince. Looking over at Vespasian, who she could see clearly with her nightvision, Scarlett offered a faint smile at the prince she did not know and said, "I guess I'm with you. Can I ask where we're going?"
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The curvy, redheaded vampire looked back down the tunnel they had emerged from into the parking garage and considered what to do next. If she let the prince go by himself and something happened to him, she would likely be held responsible in some way.?If she went with him and this rebellion of vampires caught up with them, she would probably suffer the same fate as the prince.
As much as she didn't want to be any more involved in this matter than she already was, Scarlett took a deep breath before stepping up into the back of the van with the blacked out windows. She decided to stay the course and see this through to whatever end it came to.
Once inside she closed the van door and the wheel-man gunned the engine and took off heading out of the parking deck, a black panel rising between the rear compartment and the drivers area, confirming for her the driver was some kind of familiar -- a human servant of the Midnight Society, no doubt. Together she and Vespasian sat in the rear of the van as it sped away and she hoped they would be able to make it from here to wherever the safehouse was located. If the walls of the van were pierced somehow, the sunlight outside would kill both she and the prince.
Looking over at Vespasian, who she could see clearly with her night vision, Scarlett offered a faint smile at the prince she did not know and said, "I guess I'm with you. Can I ask where we're going?"
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Once the panel raised, he gave a small warning, "the lights will come on in a moment." Sure enough, the inside of the van lit up with red lights, providing enough light for them to see one another and the three other vampires that were in the van with them.
"To another safe house. Do you know anything about the attack? What of the prisoner I sent you to question?" He asked annoyed that this was happening.
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Once the panel raised, he gave a small warning, "the lights will come on in a moment." Sure enough, the inside of the van lit up with red lights, providing enough light for them to see one another and the three other vampires that were in the van with them.
"To another safe house. Do you know anything about the attack? What of the prisoner I sent you to question?" He asked annoyed that this was happening.
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Scarlett shook her head, "She's in the wind. Hollywood went in ahead of me, said she could soften her up, maybe get her to talk. She was in the room just a couple minutes when everything happened, and she managed to escape in the chaos."
The shapely redhead looked at the other three vampires and felt a little concerned. She was not generally liked among her kind and these three, along with Vespasian could have any agenda going on she was not privy to.?
"I'm willing to help protect you, your majesty," Scarlett said. "Or, if I'm not wanted here I can arrange to be dropped at a safehouse of mine and have my associate pick me up from there. I could also search for the assassin and those who attacked the Midnight Society while you move to a secure place."
She knew if they needed to part ways with her, they'd have to do it before they arrived at the safehouse he was going to, otherwise she'd be a liability if released.?
IN the back of her mind she hoped Snow was following the tracker in her phone. Everything had happened so fast, Scarlett didn't like being cut off from her friends and weapons. tag Vesepasian
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The curvy, redheaded vampire looked back down the tunnel they had emerged from into the parking garage and considered what to do next. If she let the prince go by himself and something happened to him, she would likely be held responsible in some way.?If she went with him and this rebellion of vampires caught up with them, she would probably suffer the same fate as the prince.
As much as she didn't want to be any more involved in this matter than she already was, Scarlett took a deep breath before stepping up into the back of the van with the blacked out windows. She decided to stay the course and see this through to whatever end it came to.
Once inside she closed the van door and the wheel-man gunned the engine and took off heading out of the parking deck, a black panel rising between the rear compartment and the drivers area, confirming for her the driver was some kind of familiar -- a human servant of the Midnight Society, no doubt. Together she and Vespasian sat in the rear of the van as it sped away and she hoped they would be able to make it from here to wherever the safehouse was located. If the walls of the van were pierced somehow, the sunlight outside would kill both she and the prince.
Looking over at Vespasian, who she could see clearly with her night vision, Scarlett offered a faint smile at the prince she did not know and said, "I guess I'm with you. Can I ask where we're going?"
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Once the panel raised, he gave a small warning, "the lights will come on in a moment." Sure enough, the inside of the van lit up with red lights, providing enough light for them to see one another and the three other vampires that were in the van with them.
"To another safe house. Do you know anything about the attack? What of the prisoner I sent you to question?" He asked annoyed that this was happening.
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Scarlett shook her head, "She's in the wind. Hollywood went in ahead of me, said she could soften her up, maybe get her to talk. She was in the room just a couple minutes when everything happened, and she managed to escape in the chaos."
The shapely redhead looked at the other three vampires and felt a little concerned. She was not generally liked among her kind and these three, along with Vespasian could have any agenda going on she was not privy to.?
"I'm willing to help protect you, your majesty," Scarlett said. "Or, if I'm not wanted here I can arrange to be dropped at a safehouse of mine and have my associate pick me up from there. I could also search for the assassin and those who attacked the Midnight Society while you move to a secure place."
She knew if they needed to part ways with her, they'd have to do it before they arrived at the safehouse he was going to, otherwise she'd be a liability if released.?
In the back of her mind she hoped Snow was following the tracker in her phone. Everything had happened so fast, Scarlett didn't like being cut off from her friends and weapons. (Vespasian) Vespasian looked at her and gave her a look of disappointment. "I thought you were one of the best. Why did Hollywood insist on going in to see the prisoner first? Did you catch any of their conversation?" He was not happy that the one that attempted to assassinate him had disappeared. Had she orchestrated the entire thing?
He glanced at the others with them. His three most loyal soldiers. They were always just a call away or rather always within telepathic communication with the Prince. "You will be coming along with us, for now." He informed her as the van made many turns in it's travels.
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Vespasian looked at her and gave her a look of disappointment. "I thought you were one of the best. Why did Hollywood insist on going in to see the prisoner first? Did you catch any of their conversation?" He was not happy that the one that attempted to assassinate him had disappeared. Had she orchestrated the entire thing?
He glanced at the others with them. His three most loyal soldiers. They were always just a call away or rather always within telepathic communication with the Prince. "You will be coming along with us, for now." He informed her as the van made many turns in it's travels.
Scarlett MacAleister The redhead nearly protested Vespasian's retort of her abilities, but decided it was wise to be quiet. She did not know what kind of prince he was, but vampire leaders were seldomly kind or understanding. She was concerned about what they would do, especially if they thought her to be involved in this plot somehow. "I did not catch any of the conversation, sire," Scarlett told him. "But Hollywood's timing to get into that room ahead of me and speak with Eli was tied directly to the explosion. I doubt it was coincidence." It was a stretch. She did not know if Hollywood was involved, but she needed something to avoid unpleasantries with the prince. "I think Hollywood and Eli conspired against you, your majesty," Scarlett concluded. "To what ends I do not know."
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The redhead nearly protested Vespasian's retort of her abilities, but decided it was wise to be quiet. She did not know what kind of prince he was, but vampire leaders were seldomly kind or understanding. She was concerned about what they would do, especially if they thought her to be involved in this plot somehow.
"I did not catch any of the conversation, sire," Scarlett told him. "But Hollywood's timing to get into that room ahead of me and speak with Eli was tied directly to the explosion. I doubt it was coincidence."
It was a stretch. She did not know if Hollywood was involved, but she needed something to avoid unpleasantries with the prince. "I think Hollywood and Eli conspired against you, your majesty," Scarlett concluded. "To what ends I do not know."
(Vespasian, goons) Vespasian paused and looked at her as a small smile crossed his lips and then he laughed at her conspiracy theory. Once he had composed himself, he spoke, "No, Hollywood was with another guest when?Elisiana?made her attempt on my life. She seemed surprised to see the prisoner. I feel that they knew each other, but had yet to have seen each other in a long time. Hollywood is my most trusted security guard, my head security guard." He said matter of factly.?
The sound of the wheels on the road changed as the van entered another underground parking garage. After a few moments, it came to a stop and the doors opened, "we are here, Prince." A tall dark haired vampire spoke as a hand was offered to help the Prince out of the van.
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Vespasian Vespasian paused and looked at her as a small smile crossed his lips and then he laughed at her conspiracy theory. Once he had composed himself, he spoke, "No, Hollywood was with another guest when?Elisiana?made her attempt on my life. She seemed surprised to see the prisoner. I feel that they knew each other, but had yet to have seen each other in a long time. Hollywood is my most trusted security guard, my head security guard." He said matter of factly.?
The sound of the wheels on the road changed as the van entered another underground parking garage. After a few moments, it came to a stop and the doors opened, "we are here, Prince." A tall dark haired vampire spoke as a hand was offered to help the Prince out of the van.
Scarlett MacAleister Fool. She was astounded the prince was so naive to think Hollywood was not somehow involved. If she was so loyal, why hadn't she been sent to interrogate the prisoner. Why wasn't she here protecting her master now? The redhead was beginning to think she'd been set up. Maybe they wanted her to be a scapegoat for what had happened at the Midnight Society. She waited until the prince was out of the van and then stepped out, standing at her full six-foot height. Scarlett looked around at the group of vampires and then turned to Vespasian. "So, what now your highness?" she asked.
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Fool. She was astounded the prince was so naive to think Hollywood was not somehow involved. If she was so loyal, why hadn't she been sent to interrogate the prisoner? Why wasn't she here protecting her master now?
The redhead was beginning to think she'd been set up. Maybe they wanted her to be a scapegoat for what had happened at the Midnight Society.?She waited until the prince was out of the van and then stepped out, standing at her full six-foot height. Scarlett looked around at the group of vampires and then turned to Vespasian.?"So, what now your highness?" she asked.
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Before the Prince was escorted away by armed security, he looked at Scarlett, "Ms. MacAleister, I thank you for your services." He reached into his suit coat pocket and pulled out an envelope. He held it out to Scarlett, "I always pay those who work for me. Now, I want you to go and Hollywood. Get with her and return to the Society to discover the truth behind the explosion."
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Vespasian Before the Prince was escorted away by armed security, he looked at Scarlett, "Ms. MacAleister, I thank you for your services." He reached into his suit coat pocket and pulled out an envelope. He held it out to Scarlett, "I always pay those who work for me. Now, I want you to go and Hollywood. Get with her and return to the Society to discover the truth behind the explosion."
Scarlett MacAleister The prince was whisked away, through a heavy door in the parking deck and then he and his security detail were gone. Scarlett stood alone in the underground garage and looked around with absolutely no where to go. It was daylight outside and the door was locked so she could not follow. The redhead pocketed the money, never ready to turn down cash. Though she was surprised at how the prince's tone had changed. With new instructions now in hand, she needed to focus on getting out of here safely. Scarlett pulled out her cellphone and placed a call to Snow. He answered almost immediately is a frantic tone, "Where in the hell are you?"
"Not sure," she replied. "Parking garage somewhere. The prince ditched me here. Can you track my phone?"
"I'm already on it and I'm mobile," the young man told her. "I'm almost to your location." About five minutes passed before the black van belonging to Scarlett pulled into the parking deck and rolled up to where the redheaded vampire was waiting. The side door slid open, and Snow rolled down the driver's window and looked out at her, "You scared me, girl. Thought I was going to find you as a pile of ash somewhere. Get it." Scarlett jumped up into the van, which was completely blacked out inside, and closed the door behind her. She took a seat and hit the intercom button to talk to Snow. "Take me to the safehouse outside town," she told him. "I need some rest so I can go back out tonight. THe prince wants me back at the Midnight Society to investigate what happened." The human familiar just nodded and drove off, leaving the parking deck and heading off to the safehouse to get his mistress to safety...
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Vespasian Before the Prince was escorted away by armed security, he looked at Scarlett, "Ms. MacAleister, I thank you for your services." He reached into his suit coat pocket and pulled out an envelope. He held it out to Scarlett, "I always pay those who work for me. Now, I want you to go and Hollywood. Get with her and return to the Society to discover the truth behind the explosion."
Scarlett MacAleister The prince was whisked away, through a heavy door in the parking deck and then he and his security detail were gone. Scarlett stood alone in the underground garage and looked around with absolutely no where to go. It was daylight outside and the door was locked so she could not follow. The redhead pocketed the money, never ready to turn down cash. Though she was surprised at how the prince's tone had changed. With new instructions now in hand, she needed to focus on getting out of here safely. Scarlett pulled out her cellphone and placed a call to Snow. He answered almost immediately is a frantic tone, "Where in the hell are you?"
"Not sure," she replied. "Parking garage somewhere. The prince ditched me here. Can you track my phone?"
"I'm already on it and I'm mobile," the young man told her. "I'm almost to your location." About five minutes passed before the black van belonging to Scarlett pulled into the parking deck and rolled up to where the redheaded vampire was waiting. The side door slid open, and Snow rolled down the driver's window and looked out at her, "You scared me, girl. Thought I was going to find you as a pile of ash somewhere. Get it." Scarlett jumped up into the van, which was completely blacked out inside, and closed the door behind her. She took a seat and hit the intercom button to talk to Snow. "Take me to the safehouse outside town," she told him. "I need some rest so I can go back out tonight. The prince wants me back at the Midnight Society to investigate what happened." The human familiar just nodded and drove off, leaving the parking deck and heading off to the safehouse to get his mistress to safety. The drive across Raconteur was uneventful. Secured in the back of the van, no window or other ways for sunlight to enter, Scarlett rode to the safehouse in solitude as Snow drove them. When they reached the safehouse, he drove the van into the garage and sealed the door shut behind them. Once it was safe to open the door, Scarlett did so and stepped out. A few steps across the garage and they entered the house, all its windows shuttered close, sunlight again blocked. "Thanks for coming to get me," Scarlett told the young, white-haired man. "I'm going to rest before sunset. See you tonight." With that, she closed herself into her sarcophagus and went to sleep...?
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The prince was whisked away, through a heavy door in the parking deck and then he and his security detail were gone. Scarlett stood alone in the underground garage and looked around with absolutely no where to go. It was daylight outside and the door was locked so she could not follow.
The redhead pocketed the money, never ready to turn down cash. Though she was surprised at how the prince's tone had changed. With new instructions now in hand, she needed to focus on getting out of here safely.
Scarlett pulled out her cellphone and placed a call to Snow. He answered almost immediately is a frantic tone, "Where in the hell are you?"
"Not sure," she replied. "Parking garage somewhere. The prince ditched me here. Can you track my phone?"
"I'm already on it and I'm mobile," the young man told her. "I'm almost to your location."
About five minutes passed before the black van belonging to Scarlett pulled into the parking deck and rolled up to where the redheaded vampire was waiting.
The side door slid open, and Snow rolled down the driver's window and looked out at her, "You scared me, girl. Thought I was going to find you as a pile of ash somewhere. Get it."
Scarlett jumped up into the van, which was completely blacked out inside, and closed the door behind her. She took a seat and hit the intercom button to talk to Snow.
"Take me to the safehouse outside town," she told him. "I need some rest so I can go back out tonight. The prince wants me back at the Midnight Society to investigate what happened."
The human familiar just nodded and drove off, leaving the parking deck and heading off to the safehouse to get his mistress to safety.
The drive across Raconteur was uneventful. Secured in the back of the van, no window or other ways for sunlight to enter, Scarlett rode to the safehouse in solitude as Snow drove them. When they reached the safehouse, he drove the van into the garage and sealed the door shut behind them.
Once it was safe to open the door, Scarlett did so and stepped out. A few steps across the garage and they entered the house, all its windows shuttered close, sunlight again blocked.
"Thanks for coming to get me," Scarlett told the young, white-haired man. "I'm going to rest before sunset. See you tonight."
With that, she closed herself into her sarcophagus and went to sleep...?
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It had been years since they had been back here. Years since they had done this role. But the events of tonight had the powers that be do the only thing they could think to do. Call them out of retirement. Thus the investigation was on.
They had been briefed on the nature of what happened at the Midnight Society. Now they would have to talk to
all the players to get the specifics which meant they would be working backwards. Starting with the last person then ending with the Prince.Based on their intel the last person who has been with the assailant was Scarlet MacAleister. Which meant the point or origin for their interrogation would be with her.?
They were familiar with Scarlett. Not just her file but the woman herself. It made them wonder if that’s why they were called in, because of their history with the players involved. It would seemed that they had some form of intimate personal knowledge with everyone involved. Which meant this was going to be interesting indeed.
Arriving at one of the known safe house for Scarlett they waked out the car and knocked on the door.
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Them It had been years since they had been back here. Years since they had done this role. But the events of tonight had the powers that be do the only thing they could think to do. Call them out of retirement. Thus the investigation was on.
They had been briefed on the nature of what happened at the Midnight Society. Now they would have to talk to
all the players to get the specifics which meant they would be working backwards. Starting with the last person then ending with the Prince.Based on their intel the last person who has been with the assailant was Scarlet MacAleister. Which meant the point or origin for their interrogation would be with her.?
They were familiar with Scarlett. Not just her file but the woman herself. It made them wonder if that’s why they were called in, because of their history with the players involved. It would seemed that they had some form of intimate personal knowledge with everyone involved. Which meant this was going to be interesting indeed.
Arriving at one of the known safe house for Scarlett they waked out the car and knocked on the door.
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? ? Scarlett had awakened at dusk and left her sarcophagi feeling refreshed. She found the house empty, meaning Snow had likely already left for the evening and should have left her something to feed on. She found several pints of blood awaiting her in the kitchen. Snow had already allowed it to warm up and it made feeding tolerable.? ????It was difficult for Scarlett to take any enjoyment from feeding, when she did not feed on the living and had to rely on blood from a pouch. Try as hard as she might, she'd never been able to fully put aside the exhilaration and pure pleasure taken by a vampire who feeds on the living. It was difficult, but at the same time necessary if she were to maintain what she considered the "moral highground." Scarlett refused to become a monster like others of her kind...even if at times it was like pure torture.
? ? Finished with her meal, she showered and when she got out of the stall, she dried her lily-white body with a towel before selecting clothing from her wardrobe. She would be driving into town to see what was going on at the Midnight Society and to try and get to the bottom of what exactly went down the previous evening.
? ? No sooner had she laid out clothing than there was a knock at the door. The redhead turned and raised an eyebrow, before walking over to check the Ring door camera on her cellphone. When she brought up the image, whoever was standing there knew what they were doing, having moved so Scarlett could not see their face...just a dark shadow of a silhouette.? ? ? She frowned. There was only one place who could find her safehouses. It had to be someone from the Midnight Society. She sent a quick text to Snow telling him she had company and not to come back to the house until she gave the OK. That would involve a password, just to make sure he wasn't walking into a trap. ? ? The female vampire then threw on a dark green bathrobe and secured it about her waist before walking to the door. In the pocket of the robe she placed a 9mm Glock loaded with sliver, garlic hollowpoints -- assured to kill either human or vampire if necessary. ? ? At the door she undid the locks and opened it a crack to look out, "Can I help you?" she asked the darkened figure standing there as she slipped her other hand into the pocket containing the gun...
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? ? Scarlett had awakened at dusk and left her sarcophagi feeling refreshed. She found the house empty, meaning Snow had likely already left for the evening and should have left her something to feed on. She found several pints of blood awaiting her in the kitchen. Snow had already allowed it to warm up and it made feeding tolerable.?
????It was difficult for Scarlett to take any enjoyment from feeding, when she did not feed on the living and had to rely on blood from a pouch. Try as hard as she might, she'd never been able to fully put aside the exhilaration and pure pleasure taken by a vampire who feeds on the living. It was difficult, but at the same time necessary if she were to maintain what she considered the "moral highground." Scarlett refused to become a monster like others of her kind...even if at times it was like pure torture.
? ? Finished with her meal, she showered and when she got out of the stall, she dried her lily-white body with a towel before selecting clothing from her wardrobe. She would be driving into town to see what was going on at the Midnight Society and to try and get to the bottom of what exactly went down the previous evening.
? ? No sooner had she laid out clothing than there was a knock at the door. The redhead turned and raised an eyebrow, before walking over to check the Ring door camera on her cellphone. When she brought up the image, whoever was standing there knew what they were doing, having moved so Scarlett could not see their face...just a dark shadow of a silhouette.?
? ? She frowned. There was only one place who could find her safehouses. It had to be someone from the Midnight Society. She sent a quick text to Snow telling him she had company and not to come back to the house until she gave the OK. That would involve a password, just to make sure he wasn't walking into a trap.
? ? The female vampire then threw on a dark green bathrobe and secured it about her waist before walking to the door. In the pocket of the robe she placed a 9mm Glock loaded with sliver, garlic hollowpoints -- assured to kill either human or vampire if necessary.
? ? At the door she undid the locks and opened it a crack to look out, "Can I help you?" she asked the darkened figure standing there as she slipped her other hand into the pocket containing the gun...
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”Miss MacAleister, we have been sent here to investigate the happenings from yesterday evening. Can we come in,” the sound of the echoey voice filled the space. It was as if two people were talking at once: one male and one female, ?but there appeared to be only one person standing there.?
“We are not here for violence so there is no need to bring any forward. We would like you to answer some question for us and then we could be on our way. Can we come in?”
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”Miss MacAleister, we have been sent here to investigate the happenings from yesterday evening. Can we come in,” the sound of the echoey voice filled the space. It was as if two people were talking at once: one male and one female, ?but there appeared to be only one person standing there.?
“We are not here for violence so there is no need to bring any forward. We would like you to answer some question for us and then we could be on our way. Can we come in?” Scarlett MacAleister?
"What kind of creepy vampire shit is this," Scarlett thought to herself as she looked at the shadowy figure at the door, speaking in two voices. Slowly she shook her head and stepped back, opening the door. "Come in," she said, allowing "them" into her safehouse. Once they were in, she shut the door behind them and turned to see who or what had come through the doorway.
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"What kind of creepy vampire shit is this," Scarlett thought to herself as she looked at the shadowy figure at the door, speaking in two voices. Slowly she shook her head and stepped back, opening the door.
"Come in," she said, allowing "them" into her safehouse. Once they were in, she shut the door behind them and turned to see who or what had come through the doorway.
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”Thank you,” The being standing in front of Scarlet said. Sure and study steps sounded as They walked in. When They turned to face her and removed Their cloak the most beautiful creature stood before her. Long black hair, piercing blue eyes. Tall, svelte. However it was impossible to really determine if the being before Scartlet was male or female as their look was so uniquely lovely they could be one or the other.?
“I would like to talk to you about the being that stalks you.”
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”Thank you,” The being standing in front of Scarlet said. Sure and study steps sounded as They walked in. When They turned to face her and removed Their cloak the most beautiful creature stood before her. Long black hair, piercing blue eyes. Tall, svelte. However it was impossible to really determine if the being before Scartlet was male or female as their look was so uniquely lovely they could be one or the other.?
“I would like to talk to you about the being that stalks you.”
Scarlett MacAleister
The shapely redhead was taken back by the stunning beauty of the being standing before her. Just looking upon the creature made her knees weak and her stomach fluttered with sudden arousal. She had never seen someone so beautiful in her many years, and found herself questioning immediately who or what this was. Despite the apprehension and distraction, she had looking upon this incredible being, she collected herself and forced herself not to stare at Them. Blushing somewhat (which is hard for a vampire) Scarlett attempted to answer the question. "Being that stalks me? I wasn't aware I was being stalked," she lied, knowing They probably meant Tempest. "I thought this perhaps had to do with the incident at the Midnight Society yesterday. " She met the creature's gaze and found her breath nearly taken away, "B-but I'll cooperate in any way. Tell me, who stalks me?"
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Scarlett MacAleister
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The shapely redhead was taken back by the stunning beauty of the being standing before her. Just looking upon the creature made her knees weak and her stomach fluttered with sudden arousal. She had never seen someone so beautiful in her many years, and found herself questioning immediately who or what this was.
Despite the apprehension and distraction, she had looking upon this incredible being, she collected herself and forced herself not to stare at Them. Blushing somewhat (which is hard for a vampire) Scarlett attempted to answer the question.
"Being that stalks me? I wasn't aware I was being stalked," she lied, knowing They probably meant Tempest. "I thought this perhaps had to do with the incident at the Midnight Society yesterday. "
She met the creature's gaze and found her breath nearly taken away, "B-but I'll cooperate in any way. Tell me, who stalks me?"
Them
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They smiled a breathtaking smile “ Come, Scarlett. Games do not become us. Well, who stalks you? And why? Like you are well aware that they have returned. ?If we could do the heart of the matter, I may be able to assist you. ?unless you’d rather I assist them. But I can assure you, you would rather have my allegiance and help than have me give it to them. Now since there is nothing Hospitable about me standing here in front of your door. How about you invite me in. Off me a seat and a beverage. You and ?I can sit down and discuss and talk?”
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