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Thread: Without them...

In a somewhat small house located in a poor area, a family of four live together. The family has some problems but they still love each other and though they are not rich ,at all, they share a closeness with each other that most families never know. Karen, the younger daughter is 15 years old, only a week shy of 16. Her older brother, Jace, is 20 years old, he is a schizophrenic, sociopath with multiple personalities. The mother, Kate, is 40 years old and has been fighting cancer for some time, she is currently staying home under hospice. The father, David, is 42 years old. Karen always does very well in school, she doesn't have many friends at school. She is mature for her age, both physically and mentally and throughout her life she has seen enough to know what the typical man is after. She even goes so far as to get dressed in her closet, not because her body is unattractive, it's the opposite, but because she is that paranoid about men, the upside to this is that she's kept herself out of trouble. Karen brushes her teeth, walks into her mothers bedroom and kisses her mom before going to bed, they are all fairly sure that she will be dead soon and the family is a wreck emotionally, except for Jace, who doesn't say much and stays in his room playing mmos on the computer, but tonight, he too walks into his mother's bedroom when Karen does, he holds Kates hand and without a word says goodbye and leaves. Karen follows Jace into his room why of all nights, tonight, do you choose to do something like that and Jace retorts I really feel like tonight is the night. That night, Kate suffered a heart attack while she slept, without much waking pain she had died. Karen stays in her room crying since 3AM when the ambulance came in and woke her and Jace. Hours later, Karen has decided not to go to school today, David can't blame her and doesn't say a word about it. Jace enters Karen's room without knocking, without a tear in his eyes he silently offers an embrace to his sister. Though this is extremely odd behavior for Jace, Karen accepts the offer and while crying she says I love you.
Thread: Don'tCage my Heart (Dream Guide/FoxWriter)

Bastele was always one of those people you would overlook, especially in the prince's castle where servants were neither seen, nor heard. They were essentially there to carry out tasks around the castle, and then scurry off into the shadows when someone important came along. As such, he didn't wear a uniform, but a course, old robe which scratched against his pale skin, his head almost covered by the hood. He was a thin young man, the age of seventeen, thin and exceedingly pale,vwith long white hair which fell messily just past his shoulders. The rumors of the festival night were indeed true, with the prince staying outside of the palace, in a small manor he normally kept for more personal affairs. While this would seclude him from most people, he would still need servants, which was why Bastele was one of the 'spooks' a term used for lower caste servants attending the manor. That was also why, now, he was approaching the room where the prince's 'pet' was kept. He had seen her around, watching the prince show her off like a toy, but had also noticed her health. He had seen many people drop dead from I'll treatment to recognize it. In his hands was a bowel of grool, normally his meal, but he decided to share it with her, hoping it would make her feel better. Thankfully, nobody was in the room, as he was able to silently slip inside. Such was the skills of a spook.
Thread: Don'tCage my Heart (Dream Guide/FoxWriter)

The Young Woman turned to look when she heard the sound of someone entering the chambers. the blindfold should have prevented her from tracking his movement across the room but it did not. her eyes, blind as they where at the moment, tracked his every movement. she was sitting on a stool, half shielded from the door but when Bastele moved closer he could see that she was nude. completely nude from head to toe. this time her hands where chained in front of her, the little golden loops could be disconnected at the middle, allowing her arms to be positioned without breaking the spell laid into the golden chain. her body was smooth and soft, the same pale color as her face. she made no move to cover herself, though she did not move to defend herself as she almost always did when the prince approached. sightless or not, she knew that he was not the crown prince. Please. come closer. she said after a silent moment. ou need not worry reprisals. He is gone for the night, slacking his thirst with something that does not fight him wth every strength in her body. she sounded quite pleased by that. knwing she had driven him from his own bed by shear stubbornness. she would never give in. the prince did not know this, but she had a feeling the lowly servant did. she had heard the whispers when the Prince could not hear. the tales they told under their breaths to each other. the fear in which they spoke of 'her kind' though they never spoke her name aloud, if they knew it at all anyway. the young prince had no idea the danger he was flirting with. the other slaves and servants, the oldest ones, all knew the 'old tales' whispers of horned beings who could turn men into stone. whispers of hidden claws and fangs that could suck a man clean of his blood. tales of shapshifting, and god like magical powers. no one could agree. one thing they did agree on, always, was that nay who sought to contain or control, whatever she was, died a horrible death. all of the servants and slaves where waiting for the young prince to die. little did they know, he was already dead. he just didn't know it yet. Come closer. tell me your name. she ordered softly. do ot touch my blindfold. she ordered. but you may feel my horns, to see if they are truly real. that is why you are here, is it not? he asked, sounding amused. as if he was some small infant that had stayed up all night to catch a glimpse of the Frost Sprites that apparently laid patterns of frost into the windows at night.
Thread: Don'tCage my Heart (Dream Guide/FoxWriter)

It seemed his attempt to remain quiet was not successful, as even with the blindfold, this exotic beauty could tell where exactly he was. He blushed lightly, seeing her beautiful frame, and hearing her voice beckoning him closer. He had heard the tales of her kind, but right now did not fear her. At the moment, they were the same, slaves to the crown prince. He slowly approached her, holding the bowel out to her. I thought... he spoke softly, his voice almost like a chime, That you could use something to eat. After the way the can prince treats you...you need some form of nourishment.
Thread: Don'tCage my Heart (Dream Guide/FoxWriter)

she tilted her head, as if surprised by him and his reasons for being there. i have not had food for some time. she greed softly, sounding quite touched. He believes that starvation will be the key to my compliance and servitude. he would be wrong, but he does not care to understand that nothing will bend me, nor break me but death itself and his... untimely demise will be met with soon. she admitted simply. he cannot avoid his fate for long, already he has been growing lax in my containment. she admitted. soon he will forget to lock me in place properly, and i shall have my way with him. she admitted with a sharp smile before focusing on him, reaching up with a slender hand, stroking his cheek. you are a sweet young man. she admitted. i will be sure to repay you for your kindness. taking such a ris, you who had no idea the prince was gone, risked your life to bring me what is, most likely, your very own dinner. here she smiled. lean forward. she ordered. i will mark you, you will carry my blessing and i will remember my debt to you. she breathed, pressing her lips to his, heat surging through him. searing through him to settle, warm, hot in his chest before it faded to a lingering warm, light sensation in his chest. there was no physical manifestation but he could feel it, protecting him even as she ifted the bowl from his hands, devoured half of it in quick but careful bites and then handed the other half to him. thank you. that will sustain me until my freedom at the very least.
Thread: Don'tCage my Heart (Dream Guide/FoxWriter)

He couldn't help but smile when she thanked him for the food, and didn't even seem to mind when she spoke of the prince's demise. The prince wasn't exactly a nice person, so seeing him pay for the suffering of others was something everyone in the castle looked forward to, the only thing they feared would be his father's reaction. When she ordered him close though, he blushed but complied, not expecting even for a second that it was a kiss. His eyes spiked as the warmth rushed through him, before finally settling in his chest, over his now rapidly beating heart. It took all he could to keep his breathing level when she pulled away, eating her meal before handing the rest to him. I-I'll try to bring more for you in the future, he spoke softly, trying to keep his voice level. He couldn't linger here for long. If any of the guards saw him...he quietly slipped out of the room and back into the shadows, a hand reaching up to his chest to feel the warmth inside of him.
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Olivia was fairly sure that this was a bad idea, for a number of reasons, the main one being that she had an exam Monday that she should be studying for. Shed been persuaded to take a break though to join one of her best friends from highschool to go have some drinks for her birthday. Her other bad feeling came from the fact that she didnt know the other girls that were coming along, and that always made for an awkward time. Maria had been her friend for a long time though, and she had been neglecting her for a while, so it had been easy to guilt Olivia into going. She arrived and found Maria and two of her friends, who had already started on the drinks. Olivia ordered a rum and coke for herself and settled in for some awkward small talk and then sitting there while Maria talked with her two newer friends about things that were actually relevant to their lives. All she had to talk to Olivia about was old times, which she didnt mind when it was just the two of them but didn't really work here. Maria was a beautiful young woman, with an olive complexion and short, dark hair, tall and slim, her parents had moved to the States from Brazil before she was born but she still somehow managed to look like shed just come off the sun drenched beaches of Rio de Jeneiro. Her two friends were similar in build, though one had long blonde hair and the other short, choppy brown hair. Olivia had always been Marias physical opposite, short, pale, with long wavy richly brown hair and bright blue eyes with a splash of freckles across her nose. She was beautiful, but Maria had always been the one to draw eyes first with her exotic looks. Olivia found that to be true now as well, men walking by their table looked at her first, or maybe the blonde, but never her first. It was irritating really, she knew she was good looking, shed had plenty of boyfriends, but shed spent most of her teenage years feeling insecure being compared to Maria. This crap was just bringing that back. So after a few drinks, she was ready to go, tired of feeling out of place and practically invisible. Im going to head out Maria, Ill call you soon alright? Olivia forced a smile. The bar was loud and pretty packed, people sitting around drinking at tables or the bar itself and out on the floor dancing. Olivia wasnt big on bars and clubs in the first place so being a bit of a third wheel even though she was technically the fourth was all the more reason to just leave. Nooo Olivia, stay! Maria begged, reaching over to grab her friends arm to pull her back down into her chair, We havent even gotten to dance yet! I hate dancing Olivia reminded her. Maria let out a frustrated sigh, One more drink, please? For me? she pouted, and then grinned when she saw Olivia cave. Fine, one more drink, so she ordered a gin and tonic and settled back in to drink it, appreciating Marias attempt after this to include her more in the conversation.
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Olivia got her new drink and sipped at it. She wasnt a lightweight when it came to holding her booze but this being her fourth she was starting to feel the effects. There was a pleasant buzzing in the back of her head, and as she nursed her fourth drink that only increased. It made her care a little less about the snide looks she kept getting from Marias friends, they clearly didnt think much of her. They probably would have liked for her to just leave when shed tried. She hadnt though, so she was still sitting there as she finished her drink, and when she saw a guy walking up to the table she didnt really pay much attention. Olivia did look up at him curiously, seeing that he was very handsome, gorgeous even, but she assumed he was there to talk up Maria, or one of the other girls. They were more conventionally attractive, and none of them had a look on their face like theyd rather be anywhere but here. So Olivia also didnt pay a whole lot of attention when Maria hopped up and asked him to go dance with them, which made her old friend wince. Then there was a pause, and she looked up to see the guy looking at her with an expectant look on his face. And Maria was looking between the stranger and Olivia with a mildly confused expression, Olivia was pretty sure a guy had never once ever picked Olivia over her, not when it was the two of them like this. Oh uh, Olivia blinked, glancing at Maria then her friends, then looked at the stranger, then back to Maria, looking a bit like a deer caught in car headlights, No thanks, you guys go on. She seemed to even be talking to the guy, as if telling him to go with Maria and the other two.
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Now she really had his attention. The Brazilian looking one, Maria, that would be a hell of a fun evening and an utterly delicious feast if ever there was one, but Liam was looking for more than just that tonight. Being a vampire was of necessity a lonely existence. You couldn't let anybody get too close or let them get to know you too well for rather obvious reasons. You made your piece with it, you came to terms with it. Or one morning you walked into the sun. The need for a real human connection was still here though, especially for a talker like Liam, and whatever else Maria might be, a conversationalist was probably not part of the packadge. This other girl though, something about her made him want to get to know her. And Lism had a suspicion that there was a hidden flame of passion there that would make Maria look like a cheap paper match by comparison. He pulled out a chair and sat down to everyone's surprise. Thanks, but I think I'll sit here for a bit, maybe dance later. He stuck out his hand to the girl that so intrigued him. Hi, my name is Liam, I don't think I caught yours. His breath would already be wafting around her, she would already be inhaling it, and clasping his hand was only going to intoxicate her faster. Maria recoiled in stunned surprise, Liam surmised that men simply didn't choose this other girl over her very often, or at all. Well, their loss! The more he looked at her, the more he appreciated her own distinct beauty. She stomped off to the dance floor unnoticed. Liam waited with his hand extended
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Olivia would probably leave once the other women were on the dance floor, shed have no reason to stay then and they would be too distracted to stop her. So she looked just as surprised as Maria, if not more so, when the stranger actually declined to go dancing with her and the other two girls, and instead actually sat down at the table with Olivia. She blinked and looked at her friend, then back to the man whod opted to sit with her than go dancing. Maria left with her friends, looking more than a little peeved. Olivia didnt feel bad, she couldnt remember how many times she would hope to get a guys attention and Maria would get it instead. She looked back to Liam as he introduced himself and then asked for her name in return, sticking out his hand in greeting. Olivia blinked again and extended her own hand, taking his and shaking it, Olivia, she answered. And then she had no idea what to say or do. She hadnt exactly been prepared for conversation with a complete stranger, in fact shed been ready to just get out of here. Couldnt really do that now. Well, she could, but it would take a stronger will than hers to turn down the attention of a very handsome man.
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Liam smiled warmly at her, sensing her confusion. Hmmm she's not used to being the one chosen, which is really a shame because she's beautiful. It's more of a refined beauty than the brazen sexuality of Maria, but he finds it all the more attractive for that very reason. Olivia, I like it! A very pretty name for a very pretty girl he laughs at his cheesy line, but it's true. He engages her in conversation, trying to draw her out a little, get her comfortable and taking about herself. Liam loves conversation, meeting people, making friends. He never really gets to keep or grow friendships, but it's as good as it can be for one like him. Soon he has her out of her shell and she livens up a bit. He senses she is normally a very quiet shit in kind of person, and maybe she needs this release far more than she knows. He keeps eye contact with her as much as he can, though he can tell she has a body well worth leering at, petite but with lovely full curves. He wants her to feel comfortable, and of course to let his vampire powers do their subtle work. He can tell she's had more drinks than she normally does which doesn't hurt. Soon she is leaning in closer to him, even playfully touching him now and then. He senses the time is right, leans in a little closer and drops his voice a bit to heighten the sense of intimacy. You know I would just love to dance with you for a bit. He gets up, half turning towards the dance floor, his hand extended to her again to take her with him.
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Olivia made a slight face at the very cheesy line he laid down in response to her name, not looking entirely impressed by that. Clearly if he thought he was going to charm her by normal methods that wasnt really going to work. It was a good thing that he had the little extra help from the hormones in his breath and his touch, and that she had had a few drinks. Otherwise Liam might have found Olivia to be quarry a little out of reach. As it were, it wasnt all that hard to get her out of her shell, and Olivia was chatting and laughing with him soon enough. She finished her drink, laughing and smiling more readily as she talked with Liam, even starting to lean and touch him flirtatiously. School hadnt really allowed her a lot of free time, and that included dating. Itd been a few months since shed gotten off using something other than her hand or her vibrator, and that just didnt really compared to skin on skin. And Liam was seriously good looking, so that was even better. Then he told her that he wanted to dance, and Olivias hatred of dancing struggled with her desire to stay close to Liam. The thought of being able to be that close to him was very, very appealing, but then she might ruin things with just how horribly she danced. She sighed and stood up, taking Liams hand, Alright, but Im a horrible dancer, Olivia told him with a sheepish smile. His touch was already helping to assuade her anxieties though.
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Liam smiled and laughed a little at her reluctance. Girls always look good when they dance he said, trying to reassure her as he led her on to the dance floor. It's all about having fun. Liam was a superb dancer, but he meant what he said, it was about having fun with your partner, not being a technical virtuoso. And of course he had other motives. Liam manouvered them to a spot on the floor that was just a little darker, more dimly lit than the rest of the floor. He had no trouble seeing in that light of course. They danced together, keeping things simple, just your basic swaying and moving that allowed their bodies to touch every so often, Liam keeping up the conversation with questions about who she was, what she did, what she liked, letting their bodies drift a little closer, getting a little more flirty whenever she warmed up to him. The music slowed down a bit and he decided to make a move, she if she was really into him or not. He put his hands on her hips and pulled her a little closer, his arms going around her, waiting to see how she reacted.
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Olivia went out onto the dancefloor with him, catching Marias eye as they passed by her and her friends. They already had a few guys dancing with them as well, so Olivia didnt feel bad in the slightest, especially when Maria gave her a bit of a glare. She ignored her and went with Liam, grateful when he found a darker corner where she didnt feel so exposed and like everyone was staring at her. She danced with him, trying not to feel or look too awkward, finding a rhythm easily enough and starting to enjoying herself. She chatted with Liam as they danced, telling him about school, where she majored in biology, and how that really took up most of her time. She tried not to make herself seem like too much of a nerd but she was pretty sure that that was inevitable. Their dancing and slow gravitational pull towards one anothers bodies kept Olivia from really noticing that he always managed to keep the focus on her, and didnt really directly answer any question about him she might have. Liam wouldnt find any resistance when he pulled her closer to him, against him, though the girl in his arms did girl him a slightly surprised look. But then she smiled, the alcohol and his own pheromones working to lower her inhibitions quite nicely. Olivia leaned into him a little, one of her hands resting on his shoulder while her other arm looped around his neck and shoulders loosely, her heart beating a little harder, a little faster, in her chest.
Thread: Moth to a Flame (Atroxa & Aiegrunt)

Oh Liam was enjoying this, she had a quick and lively wit once she started to come out of her shell a bit. She seemed a little reluctant to talk about her schooling for some reason, but Liam found it very interesting. He had gained a lot of knowledge and a bit of informal night schooling in both biology and organic chemistry, trying to better understand some of the ways his own vampire biology worked. She seemed to like getting closer to him, he supposed his own unique chemistry had a lot to do with that, she didn't seem like a good time girl type at all. He decided to up the game a little by staring into her eyes he had a very unique eye color, a bright but dark green with delicate gold bands and a lot of woman found both the colours and the contrast fascinating. Being a vampire helped of course. As he smiled and gazed into her eyes he let his fingers wander and caress her along that gentle wonderful curve from her hip up to the underside of her ribs, letting their bodies drift closer with w little finger tip pressure till they were touching and brushing back and forth regularly as they swayed together, letting the delicious friction work its magic. When he judged the time was right, he leaned in and gently brushed her lips with his own.