Thread: The Real Master Race ( TennTenshie & CrimsonMaster )

Lilly in her room seemed distraut. Then again Isabella had never done as she had tonight - and literally forced her will, normally she allowed the girl to be the free spirit she was. And so when her mother knocked on the door an hour perhaps two later she was hessitant to answer though she finally did. She looked at her mother Dubiously. I apologize for being so nasty - But I implore you to listen to what I said. She said softly. Her mother was apologizing. You're forgiven. She muttered though there was displeasure lacing the tone in her voice. She moved letting Isabella into the room. I got far nastier with an adult woman than I should have. And I do try to treat you as an adult Lilly. She said softly as she wrote the mark on the girl's window. Lilly arched a brow. Watching as she smeared Wax across a lower pane. Why did you do it then? Because that German Pig would sooner hang me for being a gypsy than be in my home. She pointed out. Had we lived like I did as a girl - all of us would be in a concentration camp. Lilly blinked, her mother never really talked of her life. But she had joked of giving Lilly a Wagon and horse when she was of age and a portable dark space to sleep in. You really lived ina Wagon? She asked. Yes. Isabella sat down and her daughter cautiously joined her. When I was a young girl - my mother danced for coins and my father sold Tonics and Gin. She started off as she took her daughters hand. I learned to dance, I learned to steal, I learned quite the intersting assortment of skills including lockpicking. By the time I was 10 I could get away with a man's bilfold with them never being the wiser. Bella smiled just a tad as she recalled being a young girl. By the time I was 16 I danced as well and sometimes better than my momma. And I was entertaining guests while the younger children in our Trope did what I used to. One night. I met your father... Matthew came to see someone who was hiding among our wagons. We where enjoying meals around fires and singing with eachother - ladies dancing in the flames while girls braided hair and did up fingernails. We worked coins into scarfs and Joked with the strangers working our wagons. I caught your father's attention when I almost spilled wine on his black robes. Oh you should have seen it! I was so imbarassed. But he was so sweet about it, No demanding I apologize or grovel or anything of the like. He smiled at me. Asked if I knew someone. I told him yes but I did not know where the man was at the time - I lied. I think he knew I lied. But the man he sought was a hard worker in the caravan and I wasnt' about to tell someone who was a stranger where he was. So - instead I invited your Father to sit and sup with us. And enjoy the music. He did. More I think to find out about the one he was looking for than anything else. He did this for nearly a week before someone finally told him where the man worked. By then I cannot decide if he came to see me or he was still hunting the vampire. Though... After the Vampire's demise he still came around. My father didn't trust the man of hte cloth but would never tell him to leave. Isabella paused. We left the town two weeks later. I left Matthew with my Tarot cards. And a Fortune of death and destruction and the end of a path. She smiled. I did not realize that it would be the end of both of our paths. Lilly listened stunned as her mother Recounted the first meeting with her Father. Isabella smiled. I did not see your father again for nearly a month when our caravan entered a City he was in. We played Court for nearly a week. She chuckled. And then he was gone. We met Again in Rome, Once in Venna. I was turned in Monte Carlo. By Andros and... I ran to Matthew terrified I had been in hiding for nearly a month before he'd come into the city hunting. He saved me. She grinned. And you know the rest.