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Post by poisonousxxrose on Feb 9, 2008 17:59:36 GMT -5
"Yes there is. What d you need?" Poison asked. He looked at Anneliese curiously for a second then looked back at Jason. He knew it would be difficult to have this young of a vampire, being new himself, but he would find a way to make it work. He thought about the cross he had hanging from his neck and wondered if there really was a God, and if there was, why he created people like them. He waited to see what Anneliese was going to say.
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Post by anneliese on Feb 9, 2008 18:17:28 GMT -5
"Nothing in particular i want to go in there thats all, Maybe Jason could find something to read" She raised her eyebrow at the thought it might calm Jason down, she knew how angry he was feeling.
Anneliese yawned widely, the bleeding across her chest had stopped and the scar had healed nicely not like the ones from the werewolvs which left visible scars all over her.
Jason was drawn to the scars for a second and he looked at Anneliese.
"What are those from?" He asked curiously, looking at them constantly.
"Well you dont have to worry about that for now" She smiled to him slightly and looked over at her father waiting for an answer from him.
Her eyes were drawing heavily, the lack of sleep was catching her up even more. She needed something to do to take her mind of it.
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Post by *Vladimir Verencroft on Feb 9, 2008 19:00:07 GMT -5
Vladimir walked around the corner of the door that led to the basement and said "should have told you earlier but there are underground tunles around here." he then spote jason and said " and who do we have here?" he waited for them to say something but after a while he sat down
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Post by poisonousxxrose on Feb 9, 2008 19:01:45 GMT -5
"Sure follow me." Poison said. He led them both to a room towards the back of the first story. He opened the door to a very cozy room. Three of the walls were lined with shevles from the floor to the ceiling completely full and the fourth wall the was a fire place that had a fire constantly burning. "You can't go by the fire." Poison warned Jason. He then sat down in one of the four, oversized, comfy chairs and watched Anneliese and Jason curiously. When they were in the library Poison noticed Vladimir and sighed. He breathed in deeply not feeling like fighting. Instead, he decided to just ignore him completely. Jack started barking nonstop at Vladimir as he stood in a defensive stance at Poison's side. Poison waved his hand at Jack. Jack looked at him stunned and continued growling lowly.
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Post by anneliese on Feb 9, 2008 19:11:23 GMT -5
Anneliese followed along with Poison and Jason and then noticed Vladimir in the chair. A smile creeped on her face from one ear to the other. She went over and warmfully hugged him and then backed off as she knew her father didnt like him that much.
Jason looked around at the books. Anneliese stood infront of Poison and Vladimir. "Well i saved jason" She said with a smile and walked off towards the books, standing beside Jason. She looked over his shoulder being nosey, seeing what book her had picked up.
She let out a giggle reading the title of the book, it was a childs book, Anneliese liked something more interesting. She rand her finger along the books and went around the corner out of site.
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Post by *Vladimir Verencroft on Feb 9, 2008 19:16:36 GMT -5
"good to see you made it here alright."he said to both posion and anneliese as he looked at one book in partickular. he held up his hand and the book came to him he opened the cover revileing a long dead ross he then asked "we're did you find this book poison" he egarly waited for a awnser
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Post by poisonousxxrose on Feb 9, 2008 19:22:51 GMT -5
"What am I supposed to keep track of them all?" Poison said, his tone still calm. Next to him, Jack was trying to decide whether to sit or stand. Jack finally deciding on standing facing Vladimir, still growling quietly. Poison waved his hand at his dog again and it whimpered and then went quiet like he wanted him too. Poison mainly just watched Jason wondering how he would react to all of this, it had to be an awkward situation for him.
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Post by *Vladimir Verencroft on Feb 9, 2008 19:30:47 GMT -5
" it belonged to a old friend of mine"he said with a cold tone of voice then he looked at jack and said "nice dog, i can see you trained him well" he read some of the book and then set it down
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Post by anneliese on Feb 9, 2008 19:32:38 GMT -5
Anneliese came back around the corner with a pile of books up to her chin, her chin resting on them so they wouldn't fall. She slumped down on the floor on the carpet dropping the books gently. She glared at Jack and eyed him because of all the racket he was making.
Jack came along and sat beside Anneliese, Ann looked over to him. She tried to make him feel as comfortable as possible, she pointed to Vladimir.
"Thats Vladimir who likes to kill werewolves as much as me and ugh,," She went quiet talking to Jason but unable to think of the words to say, He quickly replied.
"Whats a werewolf?" He asked curiously. Anneliese shook her head. "Never mind you can know later." She said falling flat onto her stomach and opening the old looking books with her hands. There were actually ancient books written by other vampires and lycans, it somewhat interested her into reading them. They were more like very detailed diarys.
"Vladimir? you said you came here from the underground?" She asked looking up at him fromt the floor and she crossed her legs behind her as they were spread out.
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Post by poisonousxxrose on Feb 9, 2008 19:35:16 GMT -5
"Well I didn't steal it or anything if your trying to imply something like that." Poison replied still calm. Jack looked at Poison and seeing he was still calm, layed down next to Anneliese. His long black and white fur was probably going to be all over the carpet now, but Poison cleaned so obsessively that he would probably clean it some point later in the day even if it was already clean. He stretched out, relaxing in his chair. He kept his thoughts busy, planning random thing so that he wasn't really paying attention to anyone. He looked at Anneliese for a little bit, but that was all he really did.
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Post by *Vladimir Verencroft on Feb 9, 2008 19:37:12 GMT -5
" yes, there are underground passages here. they were made by vampires wanting to get around during the day, i was one such vampire.i built many of them including the ones under this house. why do you ask" he replied as he though back to when he helped build them many years ago.
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Post by *Vladimir Verencroft on Feb 9, 2008 19:39:48 GMT -5
"by no means was that what i was implying poison, i was just wandering if i could keep it"he replied to poison he then remembered the times he and his friend had shared
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Post by anneliese on Feb 9, 2008 19:40:32 GMT -5
"If it was so easily possible for you to get in here with out any trouble then whats stopping a werewolf getting in?" She asked alittle concerned.
Jason got up from the floor sighing to himself and he soon dissapeard around the corner towards the books.
Anneliese flicked over some pages in the book. Reading a section on killing werewolves and how to make her own weapons.
She started thinking to herself about where she could get such materials to make her weapons that she so long desired. Her daggers done the trick but she needed something faster.
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Post by *Vladimir Verencroft on Feb 9, 2008 19:44:59 GMT -5
" that would be a part of my friends handy work" he replied "he created a chemical that werewolves hate the smell of and avoid it unless forced near it" he clearified as he thought of his friend " as a mater of a fact in this book is alot of his reserch and recipes for serums"
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Post by poisonousxxrose on Feb 9, 2008 19:52:57 GMT -5
Poison sighed, "Yeah whatever, I don't even remember how old that is, although I wasn't turned to long ago so it couldn't have been here for very long." He looked at Annelises again and then wandered around the library, disappearing into a hidden door in one of the walls of the room. He entered his private study, sat down and put his head on his desk. he started writing, just randomly writing, intrustions about random things, keeping his mind focused on that before he could act like himself again.
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