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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2010 18:06:14 GMT -6
Isadora stood there on the higher VIP level as she watched the club around her move, slowly she took a breath there was so many people in here. Tonight’s theme was simple and easy to dress for it was a black tie affair, so she wore a simple black dress that clung to her second skin and fell to her just above her knee. Her shoes were black flats that made the dress pop on her, her makeup was golden to match the jewelry and accessories that she wore. Slowly she worked her way down to the lower level as eyes turned to her, her body moved as if she was liquid.
Moving around as she walked through the crowd as she sighed smiling a people making sure it was ok. A part of her missed the Doctor but doubt she wouldn’t see him again. It was a lost that hurt more then it should for her but she would get over it she had too anyways ; her mind wondered to the reports she read about Her granddaughter Isabella to many greats there for her to count. Her little Izzy had gotten hurt and was stuck to desk duty for a few more months, she still wondered how the claw marks were healing and was glad to hear she wasn’t a lycain at all.
Moving in-between two human males that were about to fight moving a hand on each of the males chest as she smiled. “Now boys there is no need to fight now is there?” She asked as both men shook their head as they walked away. Shaking her head she walked to the bar and checked on the people working there as she moved and sat on the bar. From her seat she watched the place with a keen eye and smiled at everyone around her.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2010 14:50:32 GMT -6
Isabella walked closer to the club her vision started to grow hazy as people around her looked questionly at her. She took a breath she knew what she was walking into as she looked around her body held tightly as if she didn’t belong there. For the first time in a long time she wore a black skirt that fell to her mid thigh and a white shirt that showed enough cleavage to make her feel exposed to the world, all was met with knee high leather books with a four inch heel.
Slowly she walked into the club her eyes glancing about the people in there as they watched her like a hawk, it seemed like they knew about her and her gift. Then she saw the woman from her past, the one that was in her dreams, her Aunt. She was still perfect as Izzy could remember, her body held the way she could remember. Slowly she walked to her like a moth to the flame , her body was moving on its own accord as her mind fought against it. ‘Please no…’ Her mind screamed at her feet as she fought against it. Closer and closer she came to her ‘aunt’ more red appeared around her vision.
Taking a deep she stopped about three feet away from her and stared in shock at the woman as she shook a bit wondering.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2011 9:15:46 GMT -6
Isadora knew the moment Isabella walked into the club, the feel of her was to close to home; she watched the woman come closer to her as she smiled. She knew the battle that this young child was facing, as Isadora looked at the girl she saw the 8 year old that she visited that night. She wanted to run to the girl and hug her like a proper grandmother would but she didnt want to scare the poor thing if she did. So instead she decided to talk to her and see how that would work, but before she spoke her a certain snake brushed her thoughts.
"Welcome Isabella its been such a long time since I seen you. How are you doing this fine night when the moon is high in the air." She said as she moved off the bar with one fluid movement, smiling as she moved closer till she was almost on the girl. "I see your physical fine but mental not...Yes I still look the same as you remember if you would like we can talk about it if you want. Yes I was the one that gave you everything you needed, yes I am a vampire and yes I do love you." She answered the unasked questions that she knew was happening. " No I am not your aunt but your great great great great great grandmother If that is enough greats I dont remember I lose tract of how much time has passes."
Holding her hand out to Isabella as she smiled at her. "Dont worry I will always take care of you...."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2011 9:37:05 GMT -6
Isabella jumped as the woman got closer to her, the red was becoming too much for her to even handle. Shaking more while she heard what this woman said to hear as the room started to swim around her, thoughts jumbled in her head so bad that she didnt know what to say. As soon as the vampire started to answer questions that moved to quick in her head to voice she felt the need to leave. Her mind screamed for help from some one, anyone.
Her eyes where that of a caged rabbit scared and weak , the woman extended a hand to her. She refused to take it but something said she would be safe with this woman. She moved her to take the hand as the room started to spin faster and the red started to turn black. She watched herself as if she wasnt in her body , the dance floor rose to meet her. 'Tempus, I miss you' She thought as everything went black, the brave cop Isabella passed out from just meeting her grandmother.
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Post by Tempus on Feb 2, 2011 11:43:23 GMT -6
Arcadians never view time the same way as humans ever did. They as a whole tend to have long attention spans and short memories. Tempus had never forgotten Isabella in fact he had visited her in the 'secret' facility where she was held on more than one occasion the last resulting in him being shot with a lead jacketed silver round. After which he restrained his impulses and recuperated trying to not do what was in his heart to. She had seen enough blood, she had been privy to far too much violence in his presence. He would not subject her to more. So he'd taken to watching her from afar. He'd become her unseen shadow.
As much as he wanted to go to her he could not allow himself. Their efforts to stop the Butcher had cost the city dearly, her greatly, and he and his brother far more than it should. He wasn't sure if T'lynxtri would ever return from his self imposed exile in the far dreaming. He knew that his brother lived yet each time he attempted to visit T'lynxtri closed himself off in his own mind. He himself was half dead because of it. All he had left was his work with Sabin. His negotiations had helped yet his heart was nowhere save in Isabella's fractured hands.
So he stood cloaked in shadow, drawing both the rampant darkness of the world as well as the veil of glamour about him. He watched her move about the city as he often did. She was better yet not completely whole after her ordeals. Her steps seemed dictated by fate itself. He could feel the pendulum of chance, fate ,and the past seeming to align. As she made her way into the vampires club his heart skipped a beat. It appeared that some great bird of prey was hovering over her head. He moved to be closer to her his steps leaden as his heart returned to life in a frantic race.
As he overheard the exchange between her and the nightmare from her past he covered the distance between them in a flash of thought all pretense dropped. As fast as he was he couldn't outrun fate. Their hands touched she fell He was there catching her unconscious form before the floor introduced itself to her form.
Locking eyes withe the vampire that had plagued her like a phantasm Tempus waited as he stood holding her in his arms. This for all intents was her territory, yet he would not allow any further harm to befall Izzy. He'd overheard their exchange yet one could never be confident when it came to dealing with the undead. Their ways were almost as byzantine as the Fae. So he waited neither fleeing nor fighting but prepared to do one so as to make room for the other. It all came down to what flew next from the vampires mouth or by her actions what wickedness came...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 2, 2011 12:59:03 GMT -6
Isadora looked at the man that caught her granddaughter and smiled at him, her eyes had a flame behind them that let him know she would kill for this child in his arms. Moving closer to him as she touched Isabella face softly like any grandparent would. "I think we sssshould move to the back room where you can lay her on the couch back there or back to my place where ssshe can have the bed. I just dont think the gossip would do her any good fairy. Isabella already been through enough trouble and from what I can sssee so have you." Isadora said as she motioned him to follow her , stopping by the bar as she walked.
She told the tender to bring her a cool cloth and a ginger ale for her granddaughters stomach, she thought the towel will help her wake slowly. She was worried about Isabella and who was this man to her, he was not human and that worried her some too. Slowly she opened the door as she watched him like a mother bear would watch her cub. "I think we have alot to talk fairy and it involes the one you have in your armsss that is my granddaughter and I would like to know what happen to the life loving child I remember,"
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Post by Tempus on Feb 2, 2011 13:27:40 GMT -6
The flash of the vampires true self was instead of troubling reassuring. He was sure that it would be the most honesty he received from her and as such appreciated it for the gift that it was. They knew where the other stood, each would gladly kill for the woman in his arms. It brought a wry smile to his lips. Her sibilance however did just the opposite. She spoke as if her tongue was far longer than her mouth could afford; as if it was forked and serpentine. It brought thoughts of Sabin to his mind. She had an affinity for the cold blooded; he only knew a few fingers worth of such entities within Chicago's confines. That would make the next few moments far more complicated than they needed to be.
Ruling his tongue he said nothing aloud merely following along behind her. It could have been a trap but that was doubtful. If needed he could step sideways taking the lot of hem into that between space where her forces couldn't find them. It would cost him a bit of his glamour but that would be worth the effort. As they made their way into the 'back' rooms of the club he laid Izzy down upon one of the sumptuous couches sitting himself on edge.
Administering the cool cloth he eyed the vampire measuring how best to move forward. "So, Grandmother, why has your daughter several generations removed had such a response to you?" Amongst the Arcadians such a tact would have been considered the height of rudeness but he believed that the vampire would respect such blunt honesty. AS well as he needed to know where she fit in this equation before he would warm or cool towards her.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2011 11:44:07 GMT -6
"That isss something a god would have to explain for I dont even know the reason on that one. She always was acting strange when one of my kind gets near her and the Rpit loves her gift and uses it to there advantage down south in Florida. " She said as she moved closer to Isabella and started to pat her forehead down with the cloth trying to wake her slowly. "This child looks almost exactly like my daughter and is very loving and kind. She is all I really have left untouched by our world and I would like to keep her that way for even in her hard world she is still innocent."
"She believes full heartily that one person can make a difference and I dont know about that anymore do you? I mean look at our life and see what happen to one person who tries to change things." Isadora moved the hair from Isabella face as she heard the labored breathing; she was worried and felt that she needed a doctor or something to check on her."Fairy what is your name so I call you some thing other then fairy. I am Isadora and you may call me that. And I worry about this child at thisss moment in time ssomething seemsss wrong with her"
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Post by Tempus on Feb 3, 2011 19:28:43 GMT -6
Tempus listened to her words and watched her actions carefully. The least action askance and he'd end this whole thing in the most direct manner. He felt his sword hanging in the nearness of the in between space. Ever since the mad dragons ending he had been a hair more on edge than usual. If such a being could cause such horror then the world really had not moved far beyond its barbarism. He hid his feelings well yet the proof was hanging in the nothingness near at hand. Shaking such thoughts from his head he smiled. "You may call me Tempus as that is my truest name. As you have mentioned Isadora I must inquire what is her gift?" Her answer would be telling as he saw things in Izzy that had answered the question for him personally yet her grasp of things would show how much she had watched over her grand child.
Her actions now were doting and tender yet he knew that such actions could be wholly for him. Her closeness illicited strange feelings in the air between them. As he refused to move from Izzy's side it forced them into an intimate space. Somethings he could change his nature was not one such thing he was ever the knight even in this.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2011 11:13:24 GMT -6
Isabella mumble as she started to come back to the waking world, slowly she moved her head from side to side. Her eyes started to flutter open, the colors where so vivid tonight and held a river of emotion. Scanning the area above her as she tried to remember what happen everything was still a little foggy. What happen and why couldnt she remember everything?
"Where am I?" She asked into the air as she turned her head, skipping over Isadora and fell on Tempus. She held her hand out to him with a slight smile on her face thinking she was still in a dream. It wasn't odd that he was in her dream, he was always there in a way it was torture to her. Tempus was always there but never around, always out of arms reach. She upset him and she couldn't make it better, liquid ran from her eyes and down her cheeks falling on the couch under her.
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