Fantasy A dance with Death

[Lilliana2]

Setting: entering the estate or the entrance hall

Time: 9:30 PM

The sacrifices have been dropped off at the estates and the vampires are waiting to meet them and guide them to their temporary bedrooms for the week.

• Lilliana
• Elaine

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  Lilliana stood in the entrance hall awaiting the sacrifices entrances. She’d already killed her sacrifice from last year after she had finished applying Lilliana’s makeup, she figure she could at least get one more makeover before eating her. Her makeup skills were impeccable, too bad she wasn’t a good conversationalist. Hopefully at least one this year would be interesting.
  
  She silently inspected the vampires with her in the hall. Most of them looked...decent. ”Remember the theme for tonight’s ball is masquerade, I’ve left some masks in the humans rooms I think it could be fun for them to remain somewhat anonymous.” She’d given her seven night a great amount of thought. She smiled as the doors opened and the humans walked in “Welcome to the blood estates! I am Lilliana Macbeth, the lady of the estate. Don’t worry you won’t be dying tonight. There will be a ball every night of this week, until the week is up none of you shall perish. Now some house rules, no going into a vampires room, unless invited. No eavesdropping. No walking in the garden without an escort and everybody must participate in the balls. If you are caught breaking the rules by one of us...whoever catches you may chose your punishment.” she smirked a bit at her last comment, she loved catching humans breaking the rules, they were most fun to break. ”We will show you to your rooms.”
  
  
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  Elaine stood outside the large doors with her bag in her hand So this is where I die Elaine clenched her bags handle so tight her knuckles drained of color. She was nervous and sad to be here but more than anything she was angry. The doors opened and she walked in to be greeted by a group of vampires standing in the room, her heart accelerated as she looked around the room unsure of what would happen next.
  
  She studied the location of the doors and possible exits she could take if anyone attacked her. She had no weapons and no idea how to beat a vampire but she wasn’t planning on going down without a fight. It took her by surprise when one of them stepped forward and began going over rules. She gritted her teeth How dare they make us suffer for a whole week and why can’t we go outside without an escort? What a ridiculous rule. The arrogance of this woman is astounding. I’ll find a way to escape there has to be a way... her thoughts raced as she waited for a vampire to escort her to her bedroom.
  
  

GamerKitty205

StrixDesmodus

Maddie15

sprouhtt

AdmiralNeko

CriticalRogue

Jamke

anderswo

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Listening to Liliana's speech and nodding solemnly at the end, Francis got a cold feeling throughout as the idea of his prospective doom sank in.
He was particularly disappointed that he wouldn't be able to wander the garden alone. He wasn't sure if an escape attempt would be worth the risk, but thought that being outside would at least be a good coping mechanism.
And "Whoever catches you may choose your punishment" didn't sound much better either. With his luck, he'd be particularly ill off.
To keep his nerves from getting the best of him, he fiddled with one of the buttons on his shirt, his hands parallel to his churning gut.
Taking his eyes off of Liliana was difficult, though his didn't meet hers directly, but he managed to look away from the commandeering woman and scan the others.
There seemed to be an eclectic mix of humans, and though the vampires mostly seemed like Francis imagined they would be, there seemed to be a an oddball or two among them. Of course, first impressions could only tell one so much.
Now, he could only wait for one of the vampires to take him to the room in which he was to dwell and hope for the.... well.... least horrible.

 

[GamerKitty205]

Elios listened to the rules with a nervous shifting smile on his lips and hands that would have been fidgeting if they weren't interlocked in front of him. The uneasy smile on his face did little to hide his scared thoughts. The no going into vampire rooms without an invitation would be easy. There was no way he was snooping, not in a vampire's room where he could get caught and "punished." Eavesdropping would also be simple... he hoped. Just don't listen in on others conversations, that was simple enough. The balls wouldn't be so bad. He'd suffered through enough dances and fancy parties before he got chosen for this. Elios was disappointed about the garden bit though. Maybe he would sneak out once or twice, or convince a vampire to let him go out in the garden? Elios sighed, tried to banish the thoughts that could already get him in trouble and waited for a vampire to show him to his room.

 

[Maddie15]

Milanda White
They were all waiting for the humans to come in while Liliana told them about the ball. Almost every year everything would be the same for Milanda, but she couldn't say she wanted something else that could become annoying.
When the sacrifices entered Liliana started explaining the rules. They were pretty simple and easy to follow from her point of view. They just have to stay in place and be obedient. Fair enough. But if they would actually try to do something, she wouldn't mind punishing them. It would be such a pleasure.
Her expression was soft and angelic but with no emotions. Almost like a painting. She scanned the humans and took in their first impressions. Nothing too interesting for now. As long as they aren't loud and disturb her, everything will go just fine. She can clearly see some sacrifices are disagreeing with the rules, but that means the fun just begins.

Damian Montero
Being a sacrifice isn't his dream, but he wouldn't say he regrets it. As long as he saved his family he would even die happily. He looked at the estate admiring it before entering with the other humans. Nobody really seemed comfortable enough to be here because they wanted and that's an understatement, but he hopes maybe in the future both them and the vampires will be at least in a fairly good relationship.
Entering the mansion he looked around before a vampire started explaining the rules. It's quite sad they can't go on their own in the garden, but maybe someone will be kind enough to escort him. Maybe someone who likes flowers as well.
While everything unfolded, he wore a soft and kind smile on his face. He can just hope for the best and not cause trouble. He slightly looked at the vampires' faces and could see that all of them have such empty eyes. A dull spot in their souls. He averted his eyes from them not wanting to stare.
Maybe they aren't truly bad, just to broken. After many years you're too damaged to know anymore....
But everything can change in good...hope...

 

[anderswo]

Gustave's eyes wandered across the room examining each human intently. His gaze didn't tell anything about his thoughts and feelings. The man's body was leaning against a column, arms crossed in front of his chest. As soon as the humans had entered the blood estates, Gustave's right hand moved towards his face. He stroked his lip absentmindedly with his thumb. His golden eyes looked alert and drowned in darkness at the same time. He didn't look like scanning a bunch of disturbed humans that were just putting their life behind them, but more like a gardener that was examining a carefully assembled bouquet of flowers.

He didn't particularily pitty them for being chosen to this dreadful destiny, yet he didn't look amused or happy at the same time. Most of you are all going to die sooner or later, he thought. Like the humans before you did as well. Just like the servant that Lilliana killed this morning. Death, what an abstract and weird concept. Over the time, he had completly forgotten how the fear of death felt like. Then again, he also had generelly forgotten what any emotion other than boredome, carelessness or slight interest felt like. He hoped for a slightly more interesting soul this time, maybe someone that he could made use of for the new piece he had written for the piano last month. It was for four hands and none of the vampires he had met were living up to the virtuosity of his pieces. Thinking about that, he would be happy with someone that would actually just listen to his music.

Gustave heard quiet steps and looked around to see Agnes entering the room and searching her way to her master curiously. She stopped next to his feet, and enjoyed his pat on her head with her eyes closed. Soon after, she sat down, and looked at the arrivals with interest.

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Francis smiled as the dog who entered the room, but was somewhat apprehensive to greet her. He looked to the vampire she was near, a blonde and tired-eyed fellow.
Francis decided that he might make a good impression if he showed a common interest, so the nebulous risk was a bit more justified.
"That's a pretty dog," Francis said after a few seconds, looking again at Agnes, "What's their name?"

 

[anderswo]

Gustave looked surprised at the fairly friendly try to conversate with him. He watched the slim young human in front of him, his eyes scanning over the dark hair and sharp cheekbones. He was clearly trying to get to know what kind of person he was talking to, but the man remained quite mysterious to him. "She is called Agnes," he answered briefly. "Though she is a friendly animal, I wouldn't touch her in your position. She likes to get to know people first and will decide wether you will be friends or not." While talking, he was lightly stroking Agnes head. The dog remained calm and eyed Francis with interest. Gustave's hand fiddled its way back into the pockets of his suit pants. "Dogs are a fascinating kind of species. May I ask what your name is?"

 

[StrixDesmodus]

"Understood," Francis replied to the instruction to wait a while to pet Agnes, stepping a single stride closer but no more than that. He was relieved to find that anything bad that could happen hadn't yet.
"I'm Francis," he answered, "What's your name?"

 

[AdmiralNeko]

Noch:
Simple manners dictated Noch's approach to the initial survey of the humans. It was Liliana's chance to shine and show off her place as Lady of the House and a reminder of basic pecking order for the humans that freshly entered the house. As such, he remained silent and stood straighter than a ruler in the highest vantage of the room he could manage without drawing attention to himself to view the room. While his hands stayed clasped behind his back to prevent any sheen from his ring to act as a distraction, no effort was made to conceal his bare chest and the finger sized holes in it that gave direct view to his heart. Royalty doesn't need a flashy display, just their basic attire out to command the attention of the room. Beyond that, he could idly muse to himself as Liliana's curt message was completed and be rudely returned to the immediate room from his private thoughts with crude conversation between a housemate and a human. Something which in turn meant formal introductions were in order, "Since the Lady has introduced herself," he made a point to raise his voice enough to fill the room.

"It would be remiss of us to not offer the same courtesy ourselves," it was a light chiding to his fellow vampires lack of decorum before his own introduction. "We go by the alias of Noch - no further decorations necessary, a pleasure to make acquaintances." There was nothing to accompany the introduction beyond the slightest curling of the lip in place of a customary bow or dip of the head since was no one in his eyes that immediately stuck him of import while he made his approach towards the more general crowd.

Ron:
Ron frankly still couldn't believe the whole vampire affair even when one was staring down at them giving a brief shake down of the rules...surely this was more a crazy cult type thing, right? As the woman finished speaking, Ron muttered aloud - half to himself and half in hopes someone else had an answer, "So...we're here to...dance for them and clean their stuff?" After all, the situation was just too strange at face value so SOME explanation had to be made for the outsider of the area to make sense of it. When an overly condescending second voice rang out, Ron began to have second thoughts after looking at the chest...or more specifically what was visible through the holes...a human couldn't possibly saunter about with injuries like that and he suddenly found himself lacking his voice in the face of a situation he was rapidly being forced to accept at a most unbelievable face value.