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Post by Roxanna on Oct 24, 2007 19:20:44 GMT -5
*Roxanna nodded*
"One of the reasons chose this profession is that the undead seem prone to acts of degradation. I can smell it in their blood whether or not they are human."
*She pointed to the heel of her stiletto*
"Made of white hawthorne."
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Post by Maria van Helsing on Oct 25, 2007 7:58:45 GMT -5
"Neat."
*Part of her mind wandered what the other reason for Roxanne was to chose this profession. Maria tried very hard to suppress that part of her mind and scolded at it.*
"You're a woman filled with surprises."
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Post by Roxanna on Oct 25, 2007 17:15:28 GMT -5
"Aren't we all."
*The corner of her mouth curved upward in a smile*
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Post by Maria van Helsing on Oct 30, 2007 9:36:39 GMT -5
*Maria didn't know what else to say, what else to do. What was wrong with her?*
"Tonight there is going to be an Halloween Ball at the Opera. Lots of vampires and other creeps usually go there to pick up drunk chorus girls. I could, ehm .... meet you there, or something?"
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Post by Dracula on Nov 16, 2007 8:05:16 GMT -5
*At that moment Dracula entered the sitting room, clearly not in a good mood.*
*Maria, who had her back to the door, slowly turned around and let loose a flow of Dutch curses.*
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Post by Roxanna on Nov 17, 2007 9:44:45 GMT -5
*Roxanna stood in front of Maria, protecting her from her father*
"What do you want?!"
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Post by Dracula on Nov 20, 2007 10:45:12 GMT -5
*Dracula looked from his daughter to Maria, confusion clear in his face.*
"Firstly, I want to know why you are talking to that woman."
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Post by Roxanna on Nov 20, 2007 16:27:16 GMT -5
"She has nothing to do with this."
*She met her father's glare*
"What do you want?"
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Post by Dracula on Nov 29, 2007 8:08:48 GMT -5
*Vlad smiled faintly. A cruel smile.*
"I have come to take you to where you belong, your home with me."
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Post by Roxanna on Nov 29, 2007 17:57:53 GMT -5
"Go with you?", *she sneered*. "Never."
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Post by Dracula on Dec 2, 2007 14:14:52 GMT -5
"You don't have any choice, my dear."
*Dracula smiled with an hint of anger clear in his face.*
"I think she does." *Maria said stepping next to Roxanna and glaring at Dracula, her hand on the dagger which was hidden in the back pocket of her pants.*
"What you think has very little value to me." *Dracula sneered back.*"I normally don't listen to food."
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Post by Roxanna on Dec 2, 2007 17:41:20 GMT -5
"Don't you dare talk to her that way!" *Roxanna snarled*
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Post by Dracula on Dec 5, 2007 5:27:27 GMT -5
Ah, she has her fathers temper. *pinches her cheeks*
"I shall talk any way that I want. Now since you seem to be so keen of that lowlife huntress....."
*Maria held up her middle finger and mouthed some obscenities. Dracula smirked.*
"... you will come with me, or I'll kill her."
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Post by Roxanna on Dec 5, 2007 20:32:58 GMT -5
*Roxanna grabbed her fathers arm*
"Don't you touch her! You stay away from her!"
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Post by Dracula on Dec 9, 2007 10:35:33 GMT -5
*Dracula looked down at his daughter and actually felt some kind of twinge in his dead heart. Was it fatherly love? Who knew. The facts were that this girl was his flesh and blood and she belonged with him.*
"Of course, my dear, if you come with me."
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