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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 25, 2008 21:18:43 GMT -5
West Port Theatre House
aubrey.and.sevanni I am going to post as though we traveled here. As it only makes sense. I hope you don't mind Sevanni had loved paris. It was the city of love, and he was more than glad to be here with someone he cared for. He didn't mind teaching her things, showing her stuff that she enjoys. Entertaining her. But tonight he simply wanted to relax with her and enjoy Paris. He wanted to show her a good time. He had sent for her at the coven house, and they had taken a nice trip to Paris. He had abandoned her before after fighting Michael, something he had to do. She was important to him, but he felt it was wrong to spend so much time with her. The car pulled up to the theatre house. The lights around illuminating it in the darkness. Sevanni loved being around mortals. It was thier blood which roused him. He was hoping Aubrey wouldn't mind it. After all, he would guarantee her a good meal afterwards. It was like shopping without them ever knowing thier the produce. Fresh, ripe, and ready to eat. "I hope you don't mind me taking the liberty. I thought some....mortal civility would do you some good." He teased with a sly smile. |
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Post by aubrey on Jul 25, 2008 22:28:53 GMT -5
She raised her brow. "Did you now?" She laughed lightly and leaned into him looking out the window. She was excited that they were back in Paris. She loved it here. She scanned the humans walking around as her excitement grew.
Her body was leaned over his waist as she glanced out the window, he had a better view. Her side pressed against his chest and she looked up at him and smiled. "I love the theater. Whats is happening tonight?"
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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 25, 2008 22:45:17 GMT -5
Sevanni smiled when he saw that Aubrey was pleased they were back in Paris. He knew she would like it. Not because she had suggested their trip, but because he knew it would make her happy. When she leaned over him to look out, he couldn't help but take a glance. He was a male after all, but he wasn't glancing at what mortal men would glance at. He was looking at the back of her thigh. He withdrew his eyes, looking back at her just as she looked at him.
"Le masacre d'Éden"
He said it in perfect french. He was a bit rusty, but it sounded beautiful as the french language was just that.
His hands fell upon her waist for he gently pushed her back into her seat.
"You are so adorable when your excited."
He smiled playfully and sat back waiting for the driver to open their door. Once he did, Sevanni stepped out, taking Aubrey's hand in his. He couldn't help but look her up and down once more. She was sublime. Sevanni nodded at the driver before making their way inside the theatre.
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Post by aubrey on Jul 25, 2008 23:26:57 GMT -5
Aubrey blushed at his words. It had been a long time since anyone had even made her blush. She felt rather silly. She really couldn't remember the last time that she was excited for something so simple. Her entire life had been falling around her and she was slowly losing herself in her new identity. It was almost refreshing to be able to enjoy something so...normal.
She took his hand and allowed him to pull her out of the car. She smiled and nodded at the mortal strangers that she passed. She enjoyed portraying the good little guest. For all they knew, she and Sevanni were an extremely beautiful couple out to enjoy their evening. Nothing special, nothing fancy. They were wrong.
Oh. How wrong they all were. She began picking out different people that she would like to feed from. They were all so tempting in their own little ways. They passed by a beautiful red head. Aubrey purposefully brushed her arm against her slightly. The sudden brush of warmth against her was wonderful.
Aubrey smiled and shifted closer to Sevanni so he could share in her warmth. She hoped that he could feel the excitement bubbling over her. This was going to be fabulous.
She leaned into him and smiled softly. "You are rather adorable yourself Sevanni, when you are charming."
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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 25, 2008 23:56:27 GMT -5
He loved the color of blush on her. Gave her a sense of life within that pale vampire look. Walking towards the enterence, he noticed the rub she gave the red head. She was quite the beauty, and he understood why Aubrey would make her mark. He smiled and squeezed her hand, letting her know that she had great taste, and he approved.
When she leaned into him more, he could feel the energy rising and coursing throughout her body. It was amazing, mixing in with her own bloodscent.
"Your going to love this. It's perfect for a woman such as yourself."
Emphasis on the word woman as he quirked a brow and made an intruiging look as he smiled at her.
They were at the door now, Sevanni handed the man the tickets, the stubs were found in return, and the two headed in. The hall was large, an oversized crystal chandelier hung low, but not too much. The carpet was red filled with gold, and a lounge offset to the side. The stairs were just to the left and right for those with higher seats. Sevanni had been obliged to get them the best in the house. They would have to take the stairs.......
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Post by aubrey on Jul 26, 2008 0:32:08 GMT -5
Aubrey chuckled lightly as they headed for the stairs. "Are we going up then?" She shifted her eyes toward the higher level as she said the words. of course they were. Sevanni did nothing without doing it all out. She let her gaze fall on him momentarily, but she shifted them away before he could meet them. there was somehting unusual about the way he had been looking at her lately. She didn't know if it pleased her or not. She wasn't even sure what it was to begin with.
She squeezed his arm in her excitement. "What is this act about, love?" She watched a young couple awkwardly standing a little ways away from them. They seemed out of place with one another. She studied them for a moment and grinned wickedly at the thought of ripping them apart. It vanished though as quickly as it came.
She turned her poised face back toward Sevanni and blinked innocently. It was almost as if she was afraid he could read her nasty little thought.
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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 26, 2008 1:15:32 GMT -5
Sevanni grinned as they headed upward.
"We have a sky box. Best in the house."
He replied with a quirk of the brow. He was most excited to see the show. He had seen it in London back a few years. He had been a loner then. No coven to be apart of. He had left Ella, and spent most of his nights in theatres, art exhibits. Sevanni wondered if she knew french, he decided to play with her a little bit.
"Il est au sujet d'une femme appelée Nicole, qui perd l'amour de sa vie. Elle tombe désespéré pour chercher la compagnie, mais pas jusqu'à plus tard, elle se rend compte qu'il est un grand mal."
He grinned sinfully, sending her smiles as they now found themselves in their box. He allowed her to sit first before doing so himself. Her binoculars in front of her, his the same. He couldn't help but adore her from such a close distance. There were eight seats in this box, he had reserved them all so that they could be alone.
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Post by aubrey on Jul 26, 2008 1:43:48 GMT -5
"Do you ever settle for anything other than the best Sevanni?" She smiled as she sat and waited for him to sit. It delighted her that he was using french. Jean-Claude had taught her, but she hadn't spoken it to anyone since him.
She looked at him, an odd emotion flooding her eyes. "Comment tragique pour elle. Pauvre femme. Il doit avoir été très difficile pour elle. Il est trop facile de tomber dans la mauvaise entreprise. Parfois, un jugement des personnes peut être trop facilement obscurcie. Qu'arrive-t-il à la fin"
She picked up her binoculars with one hand and placed the other over his. She peeked down to the lower levels and then smiled as she met his gaze. "Will we be all alone up here?"
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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 26, 2008 2:03:05 GMT -5
He grinned to her question.
"Never."
He sat back in his chair, his legs crossed t-square. He hated the look of men who crossed their legs like women. It was too feminine.
"Yes, but it's better to take the risk at love, then not."
He quirked a brow and smirked. He had no idea she spoke french, but he did like the idea that she did. She wasn't another dumb vampire. She had some actual class. He became more intruiged with her. Watching as she picked up the binoculers. His eyes dancing over her form. He kept his pair in his hand, letting it fall to the side of his lap while he kept a firm hold on it. He was fond that she was excited.
"Yes. Unless you would like the company of the red head?"
He smirked. He knew that she wanted her earlier. He could make his little arrangements. He would make arrangements for anything she wanted. Or needed.
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Post by aubrey on Jul 26, 2008 11:58:53 GMT -5
Aubrey's smiled wilted for a moment and she let her gaze fall down to the stage. "Peut-être. Mais il est encore très triste pour elle." She spoke softly, almost inaudibly. "Je ne pense pas que le risque est toujours intéressant de l'amour. e eone qui tâche le plus grand risque est habituellement celle qui finit par perdre."
Her french seemed to please him, so she used it. It was much easier saying these words in a foreign language. She faded out for a moment, her head filling with things that she didn't even want to admit that she had thought of. Finally, she look back at him.
The way he was watching her pulled her back. An short laugh danced form her mouth as her mind began to clear. "I think we'll be alright for now. I can resist my urges." She leaned into him. "You shouldn't spoil me so, Sevanni. I might become accustomed to it."
She smiled, her hand squeezing his as the lights began to fade.
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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 26, 2008 15:56:49 GMT -5
He laughed silently to himself. It was a once over giggle rather than a mouth full of chuckles. She was quite intruiging. Her way of thinking. He was beside himself. Speaking to him as she looked down onto the stage.
"Aubrey."
He said softly while his hand took hers. He pulled her back gently, twisting in his seat to see her. He smiled lightly before his words came out, looking at her adorably.
"Only when one is pained by another, do they see fault in future hopes."
He felt a little ashamed to even be talking to her like this.
"You have to let go.....take chances."
He leaned back in his chair after releasing her hand.
"Your dead. Try something new for a change."
He didn't say it irritably, but more comforting that not. When she leaned into him, the lights faded, and he wrapped his arm around her, holding her close.
"Vous méritez d'être corrompu. Dans chaque visage de poupée de manière."
He said in a low whisper as the music began to softly lift through the air. The curtain became open, and actors, dancers, singers, filled the stage with a dramatic slaying of a mousy brunette. It had been a wig of course, but none the less, it was interesting. The beat rising louder and louder with pain as the girl hung there in a noose. They were going to hang her.
Sevanni had a grin on his face as this was the best beginning in a show he had ever seen. A man's vocals rising and filling the room was sure to give everyone goosebumps.
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Post by aubrey on Jul 26, 2008 16:17:22 GMT -5
Pressed so closely against him, and with his words echoing through her mind, Aubrey had a thought. It was a terrible and delicious thought all together and honestly, it scared her. Her breathing sped up slightly and her had had to tightly clasped about the candle of her binoculars to keep them from shaking.
"Mais je suis corrompu. Plus que vous jamais pourriez savoir." These were her last words and they were softly uttered. The first act was proving to be most entertaining and she gasped softly as they prepared to hand the woman. "Why..." She hadn't even noticed herself saying it.
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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 26, 2008 16:57:44 GMT -5
Sevanni was relaxed, quite in fact; and for a long time. He hadn't been able to spend a free night out without fighting someone, or feeding normally. Worrying about the kill and how it would end. Now, he had let his mind flow.
"En fin de compte, vous constaterez qu'il y a seulement plus de temps, et beaucoup d'autres qui voudront vous avoir dans leurs vies éternelles."
He whispered in soft tones. Suddenly he felt Aubrey shake some, Sevanni smirked, he already knew what was going to happen. His hand firmly squeezed her shoulder, letting her know it was alright.
"There is nothing to worry about, you will see why in the end."
He smiled softly while watching the men in black overforms surround the woman. There, one man took a lit torch and set the bottom of where she hung on fire. Within it's time, the woman screamed in bloody horror. The men chanted, circling her with joined hands.
Sevanni stroked the side of her hair gently, trying to keep her calm. The woman below. She was different now. Her form changing. It seemed as though it was all special effects. It was after all, modern times. He had hoped Aubrey would realize what was going on.
The woman was a warewolf. She was turning into her monsterous form, and she was burning.
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Post by aubrey on Jul 26, 2008 20:12:23 GMT -5
Aubrey's mouth gaped open as realization hit her. She couldn't keep the satisfied grin off of her face. No one else in the audience would know what was really going on. They were human and that made them oblivious and ignorant.
Oh but how he knew how to entertain her. She turned her head slightly toward Sevanni, but unable to peel her eyes away from the stage. "Did she just agree to this?" She hoped not. She hoped the mutt was forced into it, that would make what was happening all the more wonderful.
She sighed softly as he stroked her hair. "Si cela est vrai que comment puis-je être sûr de tout ce que je jamais l'impression'
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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 26, 2008 20:53:18 GMT -5
Sevanni let his head touch hers slightly as it came to, and he nodded slightly.
"We can never be sure of anything. That is why we do what we do. We simply exhist."
He replied to her in English.
"She has agreed to be apart of a play as an extra. The players are actual vampires."
A grin emerged on his face.
"They perform as mortals obviously, and show the audience something that they have never seen before."
She whispered in her ear so no one, even so far away, could hear.
"They see what we see. Hence the gasps."
He began as the flames engulfed the woman. She was nothing more but ashes in the now calm flickering flames.
"However."
He started with a pointed index finger.
"They do not realize that they are real."
The men on stage bowed to the leader who approched. There was silence, even from Sevanni, and the drums blared throughout the theatre. Some scurried away to gather his gifts, one grabbed ashes from the now dead dog, another a red ribbon. It was as if everything had slowed down, and everyone sat still.
Sevanni had leaned in a little closer now to the thick wooden banister that sat before them. This would more than likely surprise Aubrey, or so he hoped.
The man who entered. This leader, he was displeased with their acts of torture. Telling them it wasn't enough and that they don't deserve to live. It was something they did that seemed tricky, and to this, it was definately a parlor trick for no vampire could do what he was about to.
Shifting in the air in black ashes, and crimson flame sparks, each man but one had vanished. Just like that, their bodies tore apart, wailing screams, torturous pain shouting throughout. His hand formed on the back of her neck, gently pressing his thunb into the center. A nice little pressure point to enjoy it all the more.
"Now that is a neat trick."
He playfully stated to her with a smile.
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