Where did I end up? (open)

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Ruslana took a deep breath as she looked at the city she would call home, a smile touched her lips. Holding the phone to her ear as she winced a bit, apparently the other on the phone was mad. Well the hard work and research paid off and this new master of the city was worst then the one before him. This city was falling apart the Lycans against the Vampires and everyone at each other necks. What was happening here and what was going on with the council?

Her feet kept walking down streets as she watched people around her turn and watch her walk. Some times the looks still effect her but then again she was a nun before she embraced the dark. Slowly her feet stalled for a second as the voice got louder,Ruslana grabbed at her head as if in pain. Then voice on the other end stopped and waited for her to answer.

"Yes I understand, you will get what you seek." She said in a soft voice,her hand moving from her head."There are no questions it will be done, I will finish this. What you want done will be done dont worry. "

Sighing as she ended the call when she finished making her report to Bella Morte. She smirked the moon beating down on her like the sun. She was here to learn but she now has a mission to help this city come back to from the brink of hell. Shaking her head while she tossed her hair off her shoulders, thinking about how to go about this and who could help. Bella Morte laid down her price and the coast of it will be fun for her to get, Bella wanted something beautiful and rare.

Looking around her she saw a line of people and could feel the Ardeur starting to rise. Where in God's Green World did her feet take her? Looking around as she saw the sign that said 'Excalibur' so this is the club she was told about.

"Lets see what this is about then...Who knows this could be fun."She stated while licking her lips then she smirked and moved to the door man. He let her in with a nod of his head, walking in she looked around her eyes falling on the mass of people her, most of them made her gag with the smell of sweat that hung on them. Moving to the shadow she decided to watch them and maybe she could draw the energy she craved from some of them. A wicked grin touched her lips as she thought of what to do.

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Temperance wanted to dance. She rarely had the urge and it had been few and far between over the last fifty years, but right now, she wanted to dance and watch the humans dance and just have fun. She picked out her outfit carefully, making sure that she looked as sexy as she thought she did in the skin tight corset and pencil skirt in the full length mirror before nodding and running a brush through her black curly locks. She looked good, but she knew that she was still going to give out the fear feeling. That wasn't something she could help, but oh well. Maybe she could get a good meal tonight so she wouldn't have to worry about feeding it for another couple of weeks. It wasn't like that could pinpoint the fear coming from her if she walked into a club and just threw it out in the middle of the crowd. Well, that could if they were psychic, but whatever. She would worry about that later.

Now came the part where she tried to find a place to dance. She decided to start downtown and just work her way over to where ever she needed to go. Maybe she could find a meal on her way. That was always fun. The look of surprise on their face as they realized that hot woman they were checking out was the source of the uneasy feeling before they either lost interests or were turned on even more. Yeah, she could see how some people could be turned on by the fear. After all, that had been why she had went with her sire in the first place. That edge of danger that he had carried had been what had made her go with him. She wasn't sure if she still regretted that or had embraced it long ago. No matter, she was embracing it now.

Moving through the streets, she stopped when she heard the loud music. She turned into that direction and smiled when she needed up on the club Excalibur. She thought it was Kiss owned, so she walked to the door, pleased when she was automatically let in, glad that she had gotten it right. Slipping into the club, she smiled at all the people crowding around, already beginning to feed off the fear and anxiety that the club goers already gave off naturally. She was going to feast tonight, of that she was sure now. Moving along the shadows heading to the bar, she stopped when she spotted a vampire that she didn't know, though she didn't know a great deal of them. Tilting her head to the side a little, she studied the young woman and determined that she wouldn't be a problem should things go wrong. Shaking her head, she walked passed the vampire, feeling her fear aura brush the other vampires aura. That alone caused her to stop and turn to the vampire and speak before she could stop herself. ”You are of Belle Morte's line, aren't you?” The British accent was heavier than normal as she studied the other vampire, knowing beyond a doubt that the aura she had just brushed was one of lust. Now to see if the other recognized one of Moroven's nighthags.

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Ruslana watched the people move around her as she took from the closest to her. Then stopped so no one passed out then jumping to next as she smirked then she feel the aura of fear and pulled back enough not to take from one close to it. That was not a head ache she wanted to get herself into but as always some one was there to take her fun away, no fair. She almost stomped her foot then she realized how childish that would look if she did.


The woman walked passed her as their auras clashed , she was stronger then most vampires she met since she left Bella Morte's side in the Councils halls. A small smiled touched her lips as she nodded to the woman taking a breath so she could talk. "Why yes Bella Morte is my sourdre de sang and as I can feel Moroven is yours. If I am wrong please correct me." She said in a husky soft voice, her accent was mixed between French and English which gave it is own calling to most. Moving her hands to to her chin as she looked at her.

"So do you know anything about this city? I am still learning the ropes here, it is not the greatest when you are fresh off the plane so to say...Oh my where are my manners, I am called Ruslana D'Eath. It is a pleasure to meet you here and one from the mother land so to say if your accent is right." A smiled touched her lips as she just remembered Bella's warning that one day her innocents will kill her. Ruslana looked at it this way if she died she will die having fun.

Even though she was meeting someone new she still thought about what Bella Morte have told her and what she was told to do. First she will find a house to work as home base so to say and she will do what was needed.

[temperance]

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It was crowded, but the people clear in front of Temperance without her doing anything. One of the plus sides of being a Moroven vampire. At least then she could get to the bar easy enough and possibly work on finding her a meal for the night. That would always be a plus. Oh, she thought about the fear that was leaking off the people who her aura touched and she had to lick her lips playfully, looking at them and thinking about the meal they could give her. She was definitely going to have a fun night tonight.

Her aura clashed with the Belle vampire's and she smiled at her, nodding at her assumption. ”You are correct in assuming that. Though she was not the one who sired me, she was the one who sired him.” It wasn't common knowledge that her sire had been one of Moroven's children, but he had loved to rub that in her face. Too bad the last she had heard he was still not a master. At least she had surpassed him in that area, making sure that she would never been under his control again.

Clearing those thoughts, she turned back to the woman in front of her with a soft smile. ”I am sorry, but I don't think I can help you much there. I've been here about two weeks and only knew a few places around here. I'm sure that someone in my Kiss would be able to help you.” She smiled at the introduction and, unable to help herself, gave a curtsy. ”I am Temperance, and the accent is mostly right. I was born in England but moved to Paris when I was barely ten.” She gave a smile as she said it, glad to have someone who understood the accent without adding 'is hot' to the end of the sentence.

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More people pushed into Ruslana as if they were moths to a flame, she moved forwarded a bit into Temperance aura. She smiled some as the people drew back from them, she kinda wished she had that as a trick. More people clung to her now she was a vampire, coffin hoppers, she shuttered lightly as she watched the men around then looking as if they were the food. One could tell she was ucomfortable with all the attention thier kind got.

Then again when she was human she was a Nun, the only people she was normally around was her other sister or the opheans that she helped. A small smile touched her lips, that is what she would have to do. Ruslana did have a plate full now that she looked at it all, learning the city, setting up the base of operations , and helping the childern.


" I guess I am the lucky one Bella Morte herself embraced me..." She trailed off as if in thought then shook her head. She missed her maker and the halls she lived it was easier to be there." Are you part of the kiss here? How do you like them are they understanding and are they helping? I heard when I came here that I shouldnt stop it was deadly to our kind...but what brings you here if you dont mind me asking" She asked as if she wanted to know but she knew that the False Master here needed to be taught a lesson.


"I was sent here to learn by Bella Morte something about being by her all the time, and needing to spread my wings and fly as she says. I miss the smells of a good English Kitchen from time to time but then I left there when I was Twenty Two and was turned in France. How do you find the people that love to tell you how sexy your accent is? " Ruslana laughed a little at that and wrinkled her nose durning it, it was a true laugh. It was rare for her too laugh like that, sometimes she just chuckled but this one came from the belly. Turning her head to the side as she looked at the woman in front of her and winked at the joke.

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Temperance had to smile as Ruslana stepped into the area of her aura so that she would quit getting bumped by the people that were moving around them. Yet at the same time she was saddened that she had that effect on people. She hated her fear aura most of the time, and now, when someone else accidentally pointed out the effect it had on keeping people at a distance, though it never showed on her face, it saddened her. She had always been a social butterfly, and now she was lucky to find another vampire willing to get near the fear aura. At least she had lucked out with Ruslana tonight. Even if the other vampire hadn't looked all that interested in talking with her at first.

Temperance smiled at the information that she was a direct daughter of Belle Morte. That was interesting knowledge to have. ”My fear aura is powerful enough without having been Moroven's daughter. I can only imagine what I would be like if I had been hers.” She shuddered at the thought, having met her sourdre de sang once before. The woman was truly horrifying and Temperance didn't want to be that. She didn't even want the little amount of fear that she produced now. ”I haven't really met that many of the kiss here yet. Actually, though I am technically part of the kiss because my old master spoke with the master here, I haven't been blood oathed to the local master yet. And I was sent here. The London master I was living with became pissed when I hit master status and my fear aura increased. He thought it was a sign that I was going to take over his kiss, so he sent me here to get me out of his way.” She shrugged, hating that explanation, but it was better than the truth. That the whole kiss had been terrified of her and they had jointly had her kicked out. It made her sound like a trouble maker.

Temperance laughed at the teasing tone of Ruslana's words, shaking her head and gesturing around. ”Fine a guy and start talking to him. He'll tell you that your accent is heavy while thinking about getting into your panties. Come to think of it, most of the girls will do that too.” She smiled wider as she looked at the young vampire in front of her. It had been so long since she had had a laugh with another of her kind that knew what she was that she found herself a little shocked and wondering when the other shoe was going to drop. It had to end some time. No one was ever this kind and playful with her, so it had to end. Right?

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Ruslana turned her head as she looking at Temperance with a soft smile on her face. She felt for the vampire in front of her as she spoke of her old kiss, her hand moved out to touch her but stopped short. She did not know how Temperance would feel about about being touch or if she would see it as a threat like most did. Ruslana still like to touch others even though she was told never to touch another vampire with out there permission, sometimes she just forgot till it everyone knew what she was trying to do it.


"If you were embrace by Moroven and a direct daughter you would scare the panties off of me." Ruslana giggled out as she winked at the other vampire. Trying to make her smile or maybe even laugh a bit since there was something that seemed sad about her. Sticking her tongue out a bit she looked like she was a child as she played, then she looked into the women in front of her eyes. " Also if he wanted you to leave cause you got strong then he is a fool that weaken his kiss. Dont let the other vampires that feel lest then their best around you upset you. Sometime even Master Vampires can be weak when they are face with something stronger then them. I myself still have not taken the oath myself, but Sion has not ask for mine yet and I wonder if he ever will.."Trailing off as she bit her lower lip thinking about all the fun she gets to have later on but now she turned her attention back to the older vampire.

"At lest it is better then them trying to wear them...I learned that lesson out with a drag queen one night. It was God awful, he even tried to take my corset." She shuttered as she remember the cruel joke Bella Morte played on her two years ago. It was so bad that it made her want to hide her face in same. "It was so bad that I was picked on for month afterwards. And then I found out it was a set up."

She laughed at the though of everything and how strange it was to have two unblooded vampires in the same kiss Sion was really failing as the Master of the City here. She wondered and maybe even hope that she could get Temperance into her little plan, only if she could trust her.

[temperance]

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Temperance looked at Ruslana and saw her raise her hand, knowing what she was going to do. She craved the touch of others, more than anything, but she understood Ruslana's hesitation, understood why she had stopped. Most vampires would take offense to being touched. She leaned into Ruslana and gave a pleasant enough smile, nodding toward her raised hand. ”Piece of information for you, love. If you're with a Moroven vampire and can actually get through the fear aura to touch them, do it. We appreciate the effort.” She pulled back, giving the other vampire a soft smile to let her know that she had noticed the raised hand wouldn't take offense to a touch. No, she would like it and consider it a great compliment.

Temperance laughed a little at Ruslana's words, knowing her pale green eyes flashed with power for a minute. ”Love, I could scare the panties off of you now should I really try, I'm just behaving today and keeping the fear to a minimum.” She listened as Ruslana explained something she hadn't even thought about in terms of her last master and his sending her away. She hadn't thought about that. She had been the only Moroven master in London at the time, and she had definitely been more powerful than some of his other masters. So she was right. He had weakened his kiss when he had sent Temperance to Chicago, the only city that would take her. ”I never thought of it that way, but you're right. Sending me away did weaken him. I won't lie and say that now I don't wish for his demise. He would deserve it.”

She shrugged when the conversation got to Sion, their new master. ”In all honesty, it has been an adjustment for me getting here. Sion has been kind enough to allow me my time to adjust to what they did to me. This is actually the first time I've been out of my apartment since I arrived here two weeks ago.” She knew that sounded like she was weak, but the truth was that she still had control issues with her aura and had used the time to learn the control she needed to get a job and work. Not weakness to think she had done that in only two weeks, but still something she would not tell just everyone.

Temperance laughed, shaking her head at the story she was told. ”I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but that would indeed been amusing. I, however, have not had the opportunity to pick up my own companions, so it's been more about using the fear than anything.” She shrugged, knowing that if Ruslana knew anything about Moroven vampires, she would understand that before Temperance hit a certain age and power level she was pretty much anyone's meat. It was how things worked if you weren't directly one of Moroven's children. All those she had turned or who had been turned by one of hers ended up corrupt and they took it out on those they made themselves. It was a vicious cycle. ”At least you are mostly over it now, right?” She laughed, shaking her head as she looked around for a table. Finding one, she gestured toward it. ”Let's take a seat.” She had lucked out finding Ruslana tonight. Maybe this would be the start of an actual friendship. It had been so long since she had had one of those.

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Ruslana smiled as she was granted the permission to touch Temperance, not many would ever offer that too one of her ilk. Something about the Ardeur and drawling them into a lusty state that they forgot themselves bothered them. Then the panties comment made her laugh as she nodded to the other vampire. " Well now that would be a sight to see but I don't think the company around us would enjoy that as much...or maybe they would a little too much." Ruslana laughed then trailed off as she listened to everything the woman said about everything nodding.

If the kiss was dumb enough to toss Temperance aside then they delivered everything they got maybe she could just make it happen faster after she set Bella Morte her boon. Though she will have to see how they got along before she asked for anything like that from her maker, there would be a price there always was. Most the time the price was very high, almost too high at times. Well if things played out nicely then maybe the price wont be too high and maybe she would have more pull then. Slowly she smirked at the thought of it all and what would be done.

Turning her head as she wrinkled her brows thinking. "Well all of us need to hide from time to time so I understand the hiding out. I did it for the first few years then I was forced to interact with the world around me. I am some what over it. I still get the jokes when I cant find a shirt or a skirt, its a like a bad tattoo you try to hide it but everyone knows its there...and a seat sounds lovely...lead the way." Ruslana said as she wondered what they could do if they worked their auras together, a wicked smile touched her lips as she offered her arm to her. She would let the master vampire take the first touch so to say, it was giving the other vampire a chance to see she would not flinch away.

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Temperance laughed, the pure crystalline sound of her real laugh that was so very rare for her, and nodded. ”A beautiful vampire such as yourself, Ruslana, they would very much enjoy it. Even when they act all indignant and horrified, they would be enjoying it.” She enjoyed that laugh that Ruslana gave, it made her think that maybe, just maybe, she had made a somewhat friend in this weird, disorienting experience of being thrown into a country and city that she didn't know. And that was the truth of it. She didn't know enough about American culture to know what was the right way to act and what was the wrong way. She would have been more comfortable somewhere in Europe.

She sighed after explaining about her old Kiss and how that had gotten rid of her. She didn't explain how they had decided that America would be a fresh start before because none of the masters here knew about her past. None of them knew about the years before she had joined a kiss where she had been rogue and used her fear as it was meant to be used. The European Masters, most of them anyway, had been a victim of hers at one point or another in her first hundred years under her sire and his commands from Moroven, they had felt the power of her fear aura and been drained of their fear from her. No, she left all that out, still too horrified by what he had made her do to talk of it, even after a hundred years away from him.

Mentally shaking the thoughts away, she smiled at Ruslana, giving her a nod. ”I have never been to America before. I'm so used to European society and the streets of London and France that I had a little culture shock. Tonight was me coming out and seeing if I could take it. Seems like I'm not doing too bad as I found you.” She smiled a little wider as she said it wanting Ruslana to know that she was a big part of Temperance thinking that she might actually survive in America. She hesitated at the arm offered to her, wondering how Ruslana would act when the fear aura was touching her. Taking an unnecessary breath, she took the other vampire's arm and smiled when she didn't flinch, leading them toward the nearest empty table. ”I'm sure that you won't be teased about it here. I assume I'm the only one who knows about it, and I have no reason to tease as I was not there. That, and I have enough bad in my past to be nice enough not to tease you.” She released her arm and slid into a chair, waving the waitress off with a smile that flashed just a hint of fang.