The Senfetti Residence

[Benito Senfetti]

Benito wasnt excluded from noticing things when they were presented to him and Raquel's risque move caught his eyes before he diverted his attention. His eyes rose to Isabella as she became jealous and protective of their relationship. He growled deep in his throat as he looked at her.

"I need you at every moment my love but if you wish to leave then please make sure to return to our quarters this evening so that I may see you again" Benito's eyes flashed the intense icy blue if only for a moment as he watched her before he resonded to Raquel.

"Quand la traduction est nécessaire que je le fasse. Mais pour maintenant je parlerai dans le français et vous dirai ce que l'on a déjà dit." Benito spoke as he turned back to look at Raquel.

[Isabella Rastafari]

*With a cool, detached gaze Isabella watched as the French bitch flashed her cleavage at Benito, who appeared to try his hardest not to notice, but of course; being Benito, failed miserably. Knowing that Raquels cleavage was nothing compared to her own however, Isabella was able to leave the room without succumbing to the impulse of sliding across the table and scratching Raquels’ eyes out. Of course, as these thoughts were never spoken, noone was privy to them, though she knew that Benito would sense them if he so happened to choose to do so.

Pausing on her way to the door, she moved quickly to Benitos’ side where she lingered long enough to kiss him goodbye before murmering ~Do hurry m’love, I shall be waiting in your chambers when you finish up here..~.

Without another word, and without even looking in Raquels’ direction, Isabella swept out of the room and into the grand foyer. She was just about to pull her cell phone from her pocket to see where Anain and Sebastion were when one of Benito’s more handsome servants bowed to her and told her that one of her guests had arrived. Awarding the man with one of her most dazzling smiles, Isabella practically skipped out into the conservatory where the servant had told her the man was waiting.

Sebastion was examining a rather exotic looking plant that had the most beautiful purple flower Isabella had ever seen when she approached the leader of her werewolf pack. He heard her before he smelled her, and turned quickly on his heel to smile in her direction.

~M’lady Isabella..~ he drawled with a slight accent, as he made a show of bowing low to her before rising to his full height of well over six feet. ~After travelling half way around the world, I have finally found something to rival your own beauty..~ sarcasm dripped heavily from his tongue as he used his sharp fingernails to nip the flower from its stem and hand it to her. Laughing, she reached out to accept the token, gasping in dismay as the flower wilted and died at her touch.

~Lets just hope my own beauty is not this fleeting, hmmm?~ she murmered before dropping the flower to the ground and offering her hand for Sebastion to take. ~It is good to see you have finally arrived Sebastion..~ she purred, placing heavy emphasis on the word “finally”. As he moved to take her hand and raise it to his lips, she smiled her approval before he dropped her hand and took a step back. Running a hand through his shaggy mane of sandy blonde hair, he offered her a rogue grin.

~yeah.. I uh.. got distracted… These Italian ladies.. they are like a fine wine, only getting better with age..~ his eyes twinkled as he thought back to his time in the toilet cubicle at the airport where a woman that appeared in her early twenties but who was in fact in her late forties showed him things with her tongue that he had only read about. As the memories resurfaced, so to did his arousal, and he shifted his weight awkwardly in an attempt at hiding his excitement from Isabella. She of course was a woman who never failed to notice an aroused man however, and she merely laughed as she moved away from Sebastion and called out ~Put it away old man… you might get time to use it again later, but for now, business is the priority. Have you heard from Anain? What word do you bring me?~

As they moved out into the gardens, he filled her in quickly on what little news he had, while she did the same. After summoning a servant to prepare the room beside her for Sebastions stay, Isabella laughed as Sebastion’s golden eyes lit up when he saw the pretty maid that had been sent to prepare his room.

~I should probably go help her out boss..~ he grunted, adjusting his pants again. ~Turning down a bed can be hard work ya know, especially when there’s a big hunk of man laying naked in the middle of it.~ Isabella nodded and sent him off with a mock kick up the ass.

Alone now in the garden, she looked up at the pale moon that seemed to glow in the dark purple sky. The heady scent of the gardens blooms soon became too much for her however and she returned to the house not much later. Hoping that Benito was now finished with Raquel, she began her ascent up the stairs and down the hallway to his bed chamber. Before reaching the threshold, her phone began to ring and as she fished it out of her pocket, she smiled as she saw Anain was calling.

~About time..~ she snarled into the phone as she flipped it open. ~ Where the hell have you been? Where the hell are you NOW??!~ She let loose with a flurry of questions, before falling quiet long enough to hear what he had to say *

[B.Hunter]

(sorry if this is not the best. If any info is wrong feel free to change it or let me know and i will change it.)

On his way back Anain got a call from Isabella, but before he could pick up the phone it had stopped ringing. He decided that he would call her back shortly. When he called her he was ambushed by a flurry of questions. He had no time to respond to any of the questions before she asked another one. When he finally got a chance to respond to some of the questions he did not give her a chance to start again. He also had a couple questions for her.

"You know were I was. We're nearly back to the Mansion. We will be there in a couple of minutes. Has any thing happened that I should know about? Is every thing still going as planed?"

He decide that he would give her a chance to respond to his questions.


(I hope that this is OK ;D it is my first post for a C)

[subwolfer]

(( OOC: Okay first off I would like to apologize for the long term absence, Had a few things in my real life I had to straighten out and each time I went to post something came up. However I'm back now. Now lets see if I can still RP enough to make this post worthy of a return. ))

The airport. Surviving bureaucratic hell was perhaps cake walk for someone with patience, Seb however was a bit more disgruntled at the proverbial red tape that slowed down his progress at each check point. " I paid for my ticket, you already got my money, what more do you want" Words grumbling out in an upset huff as a double digit IQ'ed security staff rummages through his carry on bag in search of non existent weapons. Reclaiming his pack again with a grumble, after being ushered
through the metal detectors and moving toward the terminals.

A quick glance at his ticket, then a second at the face of his watch told him he still had a bit of time to wait for his plane anyways. Though even in recognition of this, he would prefer to wait on his own terms instead of being pushed through line after line of the precautionary network assembled to waist "his" time.

Gaze scanning over the sitting area for a moment, Catching a glance at the other patrons that filled only a few of the seats in the waiting area. An absence of interest in his travel companions, apparent upon the overall look he held for them. That is, until his golden optics caught a glance at a young woman, smooth white flesh seeming covered only by a dark blue hew dress. Lips curving into a bit of a smirk as all agitation of the airport seeming to fade all at once. Making his way to a vacant seat beside her, Inviting himself to claim that spot and doing so without hesitation. Breaking the silence in an attempt to initiate a conversation. "So, looks like I'm not the only night owl heading north this night."

Girl:- Tired from her travels it felt like she had been on the road for weeks when it had in fact only been multiple hours. She slid her shoes off and stretched her toes that had been cramped inside. She bought one of her feet up and slid it under her leg and began fiddling with the hem of her dress. Letting herself get lost in thoughts of the meetings she had attended earlier that day she waited for her plane to start boarding. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't notice when a man took a seat behind her and when he spoke her heart jumped to her throat. She quickly whipped her head around her eyes showing her fright momentarily. Once she found her voice she spoke tiredly. "I'm not much of a night owl myself, just in a hurry to get home. I miss my dog" she laughed lightly.

Seb:- Rather captivated by the apparent simplicity of the female beside him. Holding his gaze upon her curiously "Your dog huh?, What kind of dog do you have?" Attempting to mealy make small talk, trying to get to know her alittle more. Bringing his wrist up for another glance at his watch face . "Looks like we have a couple minutes before the having to board the plane. So, where are you heading, I mean, I know you said your heading back home, But where is that? "He asks curiously "Rome by any chance? " his voice peaks with a hopeful tone. Then glancing back toward the ticket checkers, seeing them starting to move into position getting ready for the boarding.

Girl:- She smiled thinking of her dog. "He's a spaniel mix actually. Quite the baby, he's been staying with my parents since I left." She turned farther in her chair to face him reaching a hand up to brush her reddish hair back over her shoulder. "I can't wait to get back home." She let out a small weary sigh as he posed his question. "Actually I just have a layover in Rome for a bit before I make my way back to Ireland." She followed his gaze momentarily back to the gate. "Looks like it will be time for yet another flight soon."

Seb:- "Well then" His lips curve into almost a predatory grin. "Looks like your stuck with me till Rome, and perhaps I could talk you into delaying that layover a couple extra days and show you the town " Words flowing out like clockwork. Rather bluntly, But that was his own way. Glancing over and seeing everyone starting to line up, beginning their boarding process As people are ushered down the terminal and onto the aircraft "Well. Looks like its time "

(OOC: Meh. Rp was postponed with the girl I was RP'ing with for this part. However in light of trying to make this not take forever again without me posting, Lets see if I can finish it up solo. )

Being slowly ushered past the last ticket checker, Seb releases a faintly audible huff of renewed frustration, regulated only by his female traveling accomplice. Making a final decent down the terminal before boarding the airplane. Remaining toward the tail of the line with intention.

Eyes scanning the small seating area for a brief moment watching the female select out her destined seat in coordination with the numbers upon her ticket. Casting a glance toward the seat beside the woman, void of any passengers, as his lips curl once more into an intuitive grin " D-2?! "he exclaims her seat number with a hint of question. "What luck, I'm D-1, Almost like we were destined to meet. "he boasts giving a quick glance at the letting upon his ticket reading I-4, but paying this little regard, As sitting in such a spot would belittle his chances to turn this simple encounter into something more once they were to reach Rome. And as an opportunist, sometimes unspoken adjustments were in order.

Squeezing past her and wedging through the narrow opening given between seats to take the seat of choice. Casting a glance out the window and awaiting takeoff.

Airborne. Attention falling once more toward his female companion for the flight. Attempting to keep her awake with small talk, discussing the wonders of Rome in an effort to spark her interest in staying with him. Knowing given the time and the magic of the city, Perhaps fate could play luck in his favor for once. Another glance out the window watching the cotton clouds rolling by under the large metallic bird they flew within before breaking the silence once again " How would you like to join the mile high club? " Words most direct, playing his blunt role with flawless accuracy. However sometimes there is a proper time or place to make such an offer. Seb however never was able to hit the nail on the head for either. His question brought forth a sting to his cheek as the answer was given with nothing more then a resounding slap.

The pain brought forth by the physical assault was mild, Though the rejection was beyond agitating. Folding arms 'cross his torso and giving a huff before settling back in his seat. Carefree nature giving forth once again to an almost stoic reaction as he settles back within his chair without another word awaiting his freedom from the clutches of the great iron bird.

The night played on almost silently as most passengers took this time to catch up on much needed rest between the busy hustle of their day to day life. Seb though, Disregarding the night as a time to sleep was quite awake, Replaying the events of the nights past within his mind. Cursing the name of the enemy who chose this night of all, to attack and drag him into this ordeal. Taking him away from an easy existence and putting him back into a place of responsibility during the time of Isa's absence... How different he assumed it was suppose to be while she wasn't around. A chance to relax without the piercing gaze of Isa watching him at all times. A chance to simply rest and enjoy himself in the absence of the leader. But yet, that damned perry had to drag him into this mess

A light growl rumbling from the base of his throat at these thoughts that plagued his mind while staring aimlessly out at the miles of ocean that stretched out under the plane. "Next time" Seb thought to himself, Knowing it more then likely wasn't the last they would see of Perry, Although not even daring to finish the thought off, but leaving it as a silent warning to the one he would vow to devour.

The Night stretched on Giving way to mornings first light before the first hints of land were to be seen. Knowing they were drawing close and it would be but hours before the plane touched back down upon the earth. Perhaps it was due to worry, or even just boredom. But the morning light, seemed to weigh heavily upon the pack leaders eyelids, Allowing them to fall shut for a short nap prior to his arrival to Rome.


Descending altitude seemed to only build up pressure within sensitive ears as Seb awoke with a distasteful gesture in response to the feeling of them dropping down toward the runway. Listening to the screeching tires signal their safe return from the vast sky above and back to the home planet once more. It was but minutes before the voice of the captain came over the intercom and began barking out instructions for passengers to remain in their seat and await to be channeled back out of their chutes such as perhaps livestock. This thought played a grin upon the lips of the werewolf, Knowing to him, thats simply all most of those around him were.

Making his way down the final leg of the red tape that stood between him and his freedom from the clutches of the travel industry. Reclaiming his bag at the claim department and making haste to the doors, It wasn't that he was in any sort of a hurry to make it to the mansion of Benitos residence. But mealy an attempt to return back to the outside world in an attempt to save his sanity.

Upon Exiting the airport, Sebs attention rolled down the line of taxis awaiting passengers to carry them to their final destination. His destination however wasn't more then a phone call away. And with this seb rummaged through his pack and flipped open his cell with a flick of the wrist, only to stare blankly at the keypad before him in a moment of hesitation. Remembering the wrath of Isabella from the night before, He knew she was less then pleased with him already, And the sooner he was in her presence, The sooner he would have to explain himself.

The pact between the werewolves and bloodsuckers he knew to be symbiotic, However he felt himself no obligation to sell himself past the point of keeping a harmony to such a treaty. With this in mind he gave another flick of his wrist to close the phone with a light click and repocketing it. He knew his sister would love to have had the opportunity to come to Rome. The city indeed was quite magic, Why should such a trip put to such a waste as nothing more then business? He did deserve a vacation, Or so he believed and he was going to assure himself such a luxury now. He knew what lines he had to meet up with to keep the peace, and a day or two shouldn't upset the overall balance of harmony, besides it could give him a tale or two to bring forth the envious gaze of his sister. However first nature did take its toll after the rather long flight and he needed to find a restroom.
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(OOC: heh, and you know what happened from there ^_~, plus )
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Consciousness returning with an almost all too familiar throbbing just before his temples. The taste of alcohol still rested upon his tongue as well as the pungent scent almost burning keen nostrils. Awakening within his hotel room, Once again alone, though the memory of the night on the town from the woman at the airport still lingering fresh within his clouded mind. He knew his days of enjoyment of this fine city were drawing to a close. His presence was needed over at the Senfentti Residence before Isabella decided his pelt would make a good rug to toss in front of the hearth.

The shower was quite refreshing, And did indeed calm the pulsing sensation within his head. Reclaiming his bags he had brought and making headway down the narrow hall to turn in the key to his room. He had given quick contemplation to calling Isa's cell phone, But disregarded it to save his ear for the remaining time he could. And deciding to head toward the mansion. Public transportation would bring him little more then a couple miles from the place, And the rest of the distance was crossed one step at a time before finally arriving.

He was greeted almost immediately by one of the servants of Benito, Stating his business before the servant had disappeared into the mansion in search of Isabella. Teeth claiming his lip in a portrayed gesture of thought before glancing about, Searching for an icebreaker to a conversation with Isabella, before business would take its toll. As a shameless flirt it wasn't long for him to find an answer to that which he had looked for. One of the exotic plants that brightened the conservatory. Paying it close detail before his gaze had fallen back upon Isabella. Golden optics studying her movements as he offers that of a warm smile. "M'lady Isabella " he gave a respectable bow to the woman before him, before offering a flirtatious complement and exchanging the tale of the woman he had found while at the airport and the time he spent with her (OOC: as keeping the story to what was set with Isabellas post)

His flirting with his boss brought to a halt while attention diverted toward the beauty of the servant that would be arranging his room for his stay. Lips curving into a bit of a grin and glancing back in Isabellas direction giving a soft chuckle before disappearing down the corridors in search of the maid whom won over the easy task of acquiring his attention.

(OOC: I apologize once again for the length of my disappearance and hope that I followed your posts for this character close enough ^-^. its around 5 am, and I should have been in bed hours ago. As anyone who reads my posts can possibly tell by the drop in word choice the further down in the post, as I got tired and wanted to finish it up before I went to bed. )

[† The Jaxness †]

At his expected glance to her bosom, she let out a soft laugh to herself as Isabella made her departure from the room. Raquel was perfectly aware of the effect she was having on the woman, she had never failed to place a female in discomfort while she teased her man. But to her, it was merely fun and games, something to keep herself occupied while she became more familiar with her surroundings. In the extravagancy of Benito's home, she felt more at ease then she did at her own residence in London. The English were rude and stubborn creatures who wouldnt know taste or elegance if it bit them in the ass. Surely they had better manners then the Americans, but the fact that they basically shared the same language was enough to cause her annoyance of the people. Vampires who resided in England that thought they could win over any woman with their beauty and English accent were about to get a rude wake up call because with her seat in power of the Crown clan, she was going to set the foolishness straight.

Coming to Italty, she had tried her best to convince herself that it was a vacation away from ignorance. It was all business, of course, but Italians could appreciate many of the things that the French did. This being one of the many things that she admired about Benito, it was a reason to why her relationship with him was entirely professional. She simply found it amusing to arouse the anger of a fellow female by gaining their lover's attention. Setting mind games aside, she chose to get down to business and discuss the crucial matters at hand. She had been briefed on the outline of the situation, but that was the limit to her knowledge on the issue. She had run over some quick thoughts during her flight, but they left her head once she had arrived, and had yet to come back. Deciding that this was the best time to practice her English, seeing that they were alone save for her guards, she dove head first into the dilemma.

"I know nothing more then what you told me. I wish to be rid of this problem. Has there been any action taken so far on our part, or any plans to go on?"