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Post by Anastasia Kirilovna Marisova on Jan 25, 2011 18:14:50 GMT -5
do you ever feel, feel so paper thin Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing It felt good to be back home, and Anastasia vowed to never set foot in another club so long as she live! It hadn’t been fun at all—well, it hadn’t been unbearable, either, but it hadn’t been the best experience of her life—and she could go without it for the most part. She didn’t drink and she wasn’t really into getting hit on by horny drunk men. . . . Why had she ever let them talk her into going in the first place?
Maybe the whole reason for her being tricked into going was because they knew Urjasz was going to show up and he wanted to see her? Anastasia was too chicken to ask so that question would go unanswered for the rest of eternity. Or until she grew a backbone.
Urjasz seemed to have taken her harmless joke a little too seriously and divulged a little too much information, but it was just stuff that she had already figured out for herself so she was only a little put off by the information. Besides. . . she had already expected the answer to be no. Was her sense of humor that terrible?
“I kind of already knew that. . . didn’t take much for me to figure out exactly what I was to him,” she murmured, only to yawn a little bit afterwards, bringing a hand to her mouth as if to hide it. At this point Anastasia didn’t care where she slept so long as she got some sleep. She probably could have crawled onto one of the couches and passed out on them and would have been perfectly fine. It wasn’t every day she stayed out all night and now that she was home, it was starting to wear on her a little bit.
Letting Urjasz lead, Anastasia just followed along, already having planned on crawling into bed with him.
“Mr. Volkova,” someone called in greeting, making Anastasia turn around even though it wasn’t her name being called. “And. . . Ms. Marisova, I presume?” Standing at the top of the stairs was a dark-haired vampire that Anastasia hadn’t ever seen before. She stayed at the top, but at least was offering a friendly smile—even though it seemed. . . out of place on the vampire’s face. it's always been inside of you it's time to let it boom well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent urjasz ! he and Anastasia are hanging out in the mansion and having a grand old time heading to bed. My post also happens to be 385 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; Enter Xitlalli, stage left! Couple more posts then it could probably end.
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Urjasz Volkova
Were-Wolf
SHAUN SULLIVAN Were-hyena
You can go a long way with a smile. You can go a lot further with a smile and a gun
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 25, 2011 18:36:44 GMT -5
Fear defeats more people than any other one thing in the world
Offering a warm smile as she spoke, he hushed her negative tones and continued "So you knew. You became better than him. If he is ever to have left any great legacy, it is not one of power or an empire to follow, it's you. You will always be the greatest thing to come from him. His death freed you and now you go on to show the world that he is no longer able to credit himself for your creation. By living your life well, you will destroy the very nature that he wished to be in you." It was a bit of his normal ramble, but Urjasz was so proud of how far Anastasia had come by herself. Even though it had taken him months to truly accept his feelings, he knew in his heart he had to help her reach whatever goals she put for herself. Even if it cost him his life. Taking her hand, he began to lead her up the stairs and she seemed to follow. It was not to be though.
His eyes stayed at the steps for a moment, knowing that voice. There was a sigh under his breath and he looked up, greated by a familiar face. He had not since long left her in Russia. Was she to follow him where ever he went? "Ali. Was it not long since we departed? I assume that you were always going to be here, were you not? It's a surprise to say the least. A nice one perhaps." Trying not to be cold, especially in front of Anastasia, he spoke with a friendly tone, yet a curious one. He had barely been in town a few hours and here she was. She must have been on the same flight or one close behind. Was he to have a watcher? And he especially didn't want to alarm Anastasia. There was no threat from this vampire however Urjasz had left on rather grey terms. It was not clear as to whether this vampire was going to bring it up.
Thought you mentioned bringing her in, that's why I said maybe nearing the end
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Post by Anastasia Kirilovna Marisova on Jan 25, 2011 19:14:28 GMT -5
do you ever feel, feel so paper thin Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing Anastasia looked from the vampire to Urjasz and then back again, wondering how the two of them new each other. As far as the little blonde knew, Urjasz didn’t really make it a habit to get to know the Novosi, so was she someone else altogether? She couldn’t help but feel a little twinge of jealousy, but there seemed to be some kind of tension from Urjasz, so maybe there was no need for the feeling after all?
The vampire nodded and started to make her way slowly down the front steps toward the lobby. “Yes. . . I was called here a few days ago. Apparently our superiors want some extra insurance for the new guest being transferred here. If he even shows up at the house ever,” the vampire explained automatically, as if she had rehearsed that exact speech over and over again. It just happened to be the way that the Aztec vampire spoke. “I’m only here as long as he’s here. . . . I promise I won’t be much of a bother to anyone.”
Deciding to speak up, Anastasia said “It—it’s no bother. People come and go fairly often. . . . It’s a pleasure to, ah, meet you, Ms. . . ?” The woman still had yet to introduce herself, even though she seemed to know Anastasia’s name. It didn’t bother Anastasia. . . it seemed like the vampire was a little distracted.
“Oh. . . . I’m sorry. You can call me Ali. Thank you for your hospitality,” she said, looking from Urjasz to Anastasia with a light smile before she started toward a hallway across from the stairs. “It was a pleasure seeing you again, Urjasz. I’m glad to see you’re doing well. And it was a pleasure meeting you, too, Ms. Marisova.” They had left on rather bad terms, but Ali wasn’t one to hold a grudge and she meant every word she said as she bade them farewell as she hurried off to wherever she was going.
Anastasia watched her leave for a moment, more confused than anything, and then looked up at Urjasz. “Who was she?” she asked. it's always been inside of you it's time to let it boom well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent urjasz ! he and Anastasia are hanging out in the mansion and having a grand old time heading to bed. My post also happens to be 360 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; Okay next couple of posts for sure. XD
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Urjasz Volkova
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SHAUN SULLIVAN Were-hyena
You can go a long way with a smile. You can go a lot further with a smile and a gun
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 25, 2011 19:28:31 GMT -5
Fear defeats more people than any other one thing in the world
Just as it seemed like Urjasz would get to have a household of people he got on with, at least for a few days, Ali had showed up. In a way it didn't surprise him but that didn't stop it being rather annoying. He didn't dislike her, he just found it hard not to question her belief. Everyone was entitled to their own beliefs and he would never force someone to give them up, but believing that you yourself were a god was a hard one to accept. However she did redeem herself by not forcing worship. As he stood there, waiting for a reason for her to be here, it was given. So it was not him she was following then. He could understand Sully being watched. But like she said, if he ever showed up. Once Anastasia had spoken, Urjasz added "Like Anastasia says, no bother. Stay as long as you wish. I imagine Sully will be with us for some time."
There was a few fairwells and Urjasz gave a slight wave to gesture goodbye. After a few moments Anastasia asked who she was and Urjasz listened to make sure she'd truly gone. "An aztec vampire. Didn't even know they existed until I met her. We met in Russia a few days ago. She had been spying on me whilst I worked. I guess I was practice for when Sully got here. Afanasii had tracked her down, which is funny considering she can control water and him being a fire vampire.... well it makes me chuckle anyway. But just a heads up, so you don't upset her or whatever, she thinks she's an aztec god. Yeah I know. Makes sense though. No other vampires or immortals passed through in centuries and she was told all that time she was a god. I'm curious to see how she copes in the modern world. Not sure who will be the better guest here, her or Sully."
Don't mind if it drags, Pods will become only active thread otherwise
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Post by Anastasia Kirilovna Marisova on Jan 25, 2011 22:09:37 GMT -5
do you ever feel, feel so paper thin Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing He waited for the vampire woman to have gotten out of ear-shot—which to be honest Anastasia thought would have been further than Urjasz seemed to wait, but she didn’t know much about the senses of vampires, just that they were a little better than a human’s, but worse than a shifter’s. She listened intently, then looked at where the vampire had disappeared.
Aztecs? “Those people that were known for their sacrifices? She came from that culture?” Anastasia asked, sounding quite a bit surprised. She looked back up at Urjasz and smiled sheepishly, color flooding her cheeks in embarrassment at her tone. “It’s just. . . I guess I imagine someone from there being. . . more. . . savage. She seems kinda nice. For believing she’s a god, I mean. Does that make me a bad person?” she asked semi-seriously.
Another yawn froze her for a moment and she rubbed the tired from her eyes. “I guess this Sully guy must be something else if they sent a vampire with power down here,” she reasoned through a smaller yawn, hand over her mouth again.
“Bed time?” she asked, looking up at her werewolf companion hopefully. She was extremely tired and even meeting a new face wasn’t enough to quell that exhaustion. it's always been inside of you it's time to let it boom well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent urjasz ! he and Anastasia are hanging out in the mansion and having a grand old time heading to bed. My post also happens to be 212 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; Almost done I guess!
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Urjasz Volkova
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SHAUN SULLIVAN Were-hyena
You can go a long way with a smile. You can go a lot further with a smile and a gun
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 26, 2011 14:07:01 GMT -5
Fear defeats more people than any other one thing in the world
There was a strong sense of curiousity coming from Anastasia about Ali, which was no real surprise to Urjasz. Anastasia was always curious about anything immortal. Especially things that were more rare. As far as vampires went, this was fairly rare. "Yeah she was from that culture as surprising as it is. God knows how she survived in that culture. Wait, scrap that. Fear. Sure her people worshipped her, but only because they feared what she'd do if they didn't." He hoped it wasn't obvious that he didn't agree with her lifestyle but he was getting too tired to care anymore. "I think Sully will think he's someone special because of this. Not sure if it was a good move but who am I to argue the laws and rules of our hosts?" Resuming their walk, he led her once more, taking her to the safest place in the mansion. His bed.
Opening the bedroom door, he closed it after her and took his clothes off, leaving his trousers and underwear on. Kissing Anastasia on the lips, he finished "Ok sleep time. Love you." They were strong words from him, but he felt like he could truly say them to her. Lifting the covers of his bed, he waited for her to climb in before cuddling up around her. For once he felt happy, truly happy. Just having her there was enough for him. It meant the world to him. She had come by her own choice and he wasn't some kind of monster for it. He felt.....almost.....normal. With that thought in his mind, he couldn't help but drift off, the days awake catching up with him. God knew how long he'd fall asleep for but he didn't care. Sleep was good. Anastasia was with him. He could die happy right there and then.
Sleepy time ^^
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Post by Anastasia Kirilovna Marisova on Jan 26, 2011 15:19:27 GMT -5
do you ever feel, feel so paper thin Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing Aztec vampire. It certainly wasn’t something she would have thought of. They’d only had a short time ruling if she remembered right—which she probably didn’t—so they had all liked died off ages ago thanks to the Spanish. “Well I guess kudos to her for not letting it all go to her head,” she commented. Still hanging on to the belief that she was a god was one way to let it all go to her head, but at least she hadn’t demanded they got on their knees and worshipped her.
Though she still might. . . . Anastasia looked back at where the vampire had gone off to, wondering if she would eventually demand their worship. Things might get a little hairy in the mansion if they did.
Finally they headed off to bed, though. Anastasia thanked her lucky stars that all of the windows had like, industrial-grade shutters that would keep the sunlight out in case any vampires were around: she would have a hard time sleeping if the sun incessantly shined into the room. Though, at that moment she might have been able to manage: she was already falling asleep where she stood!
A bed had never looked so inviting in her life than it did at that moment, and it was made all the better when Urjasz crawled inside. . . someone she trusted and cared about. Though she would have preferred changing into some real pajamas, she sufficed with just stripping her outer clothes, leaving a light cami and after a moment of deliberation, she removed her jeans as well and scurried into bed. He’d already seen her naked once, right? She could go sleeping half-naked with him for the night. . . she’d be warm enough at least.
He told her he loved her and it made her heart flutter slightly, but the words caught in her throat. He’d had the time to think this through, to decide what to say. . . . She hadn’t, so she just fell silent and responded with a light peck on his lips before curling up in his arms. A newfound sense of safety washed over her and she fell easily into sleep. it's always been inside of you it's time to let it boom well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent urjasz ! he and Anastasia are hanging out in the mansion and having a grand old time heading to bed. My post also happens to be 367 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; And this thread comes to an end!
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