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Post by Milk on Aug 31, 2007 14:09:12 GMT -5
Hello! And Welcome to the House of Statues and Art!
We are glad to have you. As you walk around, take a good look at the beautiful sculptures and works of art that are around you. We just got a new exhibit for all of our Gothic friends. In the 3rd floor there is an exhibit with horrendous Gargoyles and statues of the darkest men of the past and current era. There are also pictures and music that will send that lovingly cryptic sensation pulsing through your veins. So come on in and enjoy or old and new exhibits!!!
Damon watched as the last tour group came in and talked about every work of art within the room he was being held in. A pair of Gothic teenagers in black and red clothing with pale make up on their faces come towards him. "It's so creepy." the girl said and poked my wings. The boy nodded. "Yeah....I love it." "Me too." she agreed and took a picture. The flash blinded my eyes. He continued to watch and listen to the words of the teenagers, until he got bored. Humans were often that boring. And yet, they were a breed that fascinated him. He longed to know what the sun felt like on his skin, not his stone. He longed to know what love was.
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Post by Erinn on Aug 31, 2007 19:21:27 GMT -5
Amber slowly walked through the 3rd floor with aching feet. She was planning to try and sleep here tonight, it would be a whole lot better than on the streets agian. Making sure her hood was up and hiding her gruesome scars she sat on the ground and slowly started sketching the gargoyle infront of her on her old notepad.
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Post by Milk on Aug 31, 2007 19:48:46 GMT -5
Damon watched the girl in front of him, even though she didn't know he was doing so. Odd one. Must be a homeless girl. he thought and watched the tour group leave and lights get shut off, making the room go black as night. Then, a moment later, all the exhibits had lights go on to show the cameras where they were.
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Post by Erinn on Aug 31, 2007 19:51:51 GMT -5
Amber smiled once the lights went off. She slowly pulled her hood off, letting her short brown hair free to hide her face. Frowning slightly at the cameras she moved into a small corner and curled up on the floor there, invisable to all recoding devices.
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Post by Milk on Aug 31, 2007 19:55:31 GMT -5
Shortly after the musuem closed, the sun set. The cameras suddenly shut off as the gargoyles in the exhibit began to move. The original stone material cracked and disappeared as a very handsome man, and two very beautiful woman appeared where the gargoyles once were. The man stood and looked to the corner. "This musuem is closed, girl. Why are you still here?" he inquired and approached her. His dark black demonic wings folded behind his back as he stood 4 feet away from her. The women looked at her for an answer.
((brb))
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Post by Erinn on Aug 31, 2007 19:58:50 GMT -5
"Trying to sleep." she mumbled, blinking up at them from the floor. She moved a bit closer into the corner, suddenly fearful. The beauty of these creatures reminded her of her vampires, something she wished desperatly she could forget.
((kk))
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Post by Milk on Aug 31, 2007 20:03:45 GMT -5
"Oh, look, she's scared." one of the women said. The one who spoke had long, light blonde hair and grey eyes and silky white skin. She was tall and veloptuous (sp?). The other woman had red hair and red eyes, and had that sexy hot appeal to her. The man was about 6"0 tall with black hair and red eyes and very pale skin with a nice body. He knelt down near the girl. "You need not be scared, girl. We're just curious. You might have been a slayer." he stated and extended a hand out to her. "And you shouldn't sleep here."
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Post by Erinn on Aug 31, 2007 20:06:31 GMT -5
She took a deep breath to try and calm herself; it didn't work very well. She kept her chocolate brown eyes on the floor so she wouldn't stare at the beautiful beings around her. "Why..why shouldn't I sleep here?" she asked softly without moving.
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Post by Milk on Aug 31, 2007 20:09:00 GMT -5
"It's not safe for one, and the cameras will come on in a moment and the guards will be in here." he replied. Damon moved foreward a bit more and cupped her chin and forced her to look at him. She was an attractive person in his opinion. "If you're homeless, you are more than welcome to stay at our mansion."
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Post by Erinn on Aug 31, 2007 20:12:33 GMT -5
Amber quickly put her hood back up, not wanting him to see her face completly. "Your man-...Mansion? Why?" she asked, not sure why they would let her stay the nght with them. She wasn't used to kindness.
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Post by Milk on Aug 31, 2007 20:47:49 GMT -5
"Because we let homeless folk stay there. It's one of our jobs." he replied and pulled his hand away from her face. Damon stood and looked at the women. "Right?" "Yes. It's a special homeless shelter." the redhead stated.
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Post by Erinn on Aug 31, 2007 20:51:08 GMT -5
Amber shook her head, slight fear showing through her eyes. She didn't like any kind of homeless shelter, they always look there for her. Plus she didn't want to be anywhere near anything non human, like them. Experience taught her that if it isn't human, it isn't good.
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Post by Milk on Aug 31, 2007 20:55:39 GMT -5
Damon looked confused. "I do not understand why you do not wish to come, girl. But that is how humans work I suppose." he muttered and stood. "Come, sisters, we must make sure the other two haven't done anything to risk us being revealed." he stated and walked away from Amber. The red headed woman approached her, and cast a spell that put her to sleep. THe blonde haired woman lifted the now unconcious Amber and followed her brother as she cast an illusion spell on the exhibit. Once outside, the flew off to a dark, gothic looking mansion.
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Post by Erinn on Aug 31, 2007 20:58:51 GMT -5
Amber whimpered and thrashed violently in her sleep, trying to wake herself up. She shook violently out of fear.
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Post by Milk on Aug 31, 2007 22:10:24 GMT -5
The blonde haired woman ignored her attempts. They set her down in a bed and locked her in the room, then went to do what they wanted.
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