Playhouse Annex

[alteredone]

Although the man was huge he hadn't mauled him at the door like Xanith thought he would. He was even rather pleasant at this extreme hour of the night. Xanith sat quiet for a few seconds while thinking of something to say. Though nothing came to mind at the very moment.

Then he picked up his goblet and had a long swig. He said, "I beileve Zarick is supposed to have us go somewhere soon. Where would that be?"

[Cinlass]

Cinlass smiled a deadly smile.Most vampires would melt right to the core from fear.He hated people and this man was no different.The only thing that kept him from tearing him and all the others apart was his brothren,Zarick.His eyes told the man this exact thought.

"He be havin' us tae Rome.I donna like the place maself bu' it 'tis ma brotherns concern nae ma so ye hae an hour tae pack a bag and then off will shall go back away from these bloody states tha' i be distestin' so"Cinlass rose from the set in one graceful motion that looked as though he had skipped several movements needed to stand.He was now towering over the man.

Cinlass turned his ice blue gaze down on the man."As i hae told the others.Zarick may be the boss bu' if ye cross me I will kill ye wi' out regre'.He may be the boss and yer sire and hae a leash on ye.Bu' 'tisna a mortal or immortal alive tha'has ma true alliance.So remember young laddie.Ye turn yer back on me then make damned sure ye have teh heavens on yer side fae ye will die a most torturous death."With that Cinlass turned and left the room.

O.C.C. I be sorry i havena been on bu' ma da los' ma interent so i can only ge' on e'er now and then bu' believe me i am still here.

[alteredone]

Xanith was rather disturbed by the curtness and obviously rude behavior of his new host. He could sense in every corner of his being that Cinlass hated him. He could feel the bloodlust in Cinlass to tear his throat out and watch him slowly die by suffocation from choking on his own blood. Xanith knew that he would have to be quiet and mindful of his talking. One wrong thing would give this monster an excuse to kill him. That is not what he wanted. He wanted to gain his friendship, and most importantly his trust.

Xanith slowly and, oddly enough, painfully rose from his chair. He asked a young looking vampire for his room. He was led there and stood in front of the open door. He asked, "is there a bag or a suitcase or something to hold my few possessions in?"

A short but polite,"No sire. I shall retrieve you one though."

He stepped into the room and looked around. Quite dull and boring. The room was just like a hotel. A bed in the far right corner. A small chest of drawers opposite the bed in the left corner. A door a slight ways down from that that led to the bathroom. He could make this room work, but right now there was no point. He left in less than an hour. He stepped into the bathroom. No different setting than that of the room. Small and capable of its functions, but nothing over the top. A small stand-up shower in the left corner from the door, and a sink opposite that with a small mirror above it. There was a small toilet next to the sink and that was it.

Xanith stepped out of the bathroom and took a seat on his bed. Well at least they didn't make me buy the sheets or the pillows like they did at the church. This definitely was an upgrade from the last place that Xanith was living in. That blasted church was so stuffy too. This was a nice little room even if it was bland.

Where the hell is that damned boy and the suitcase? There will definitely be no tip for him when he gets back.

After a couple minutes, as Xanith was thinking what he was going to do the the room when he gets back, there was a knock on the door followed by a tentative, "Mr. Xanith?"

"Yes its unlocked. Step inside."

The door swung open slowly and the boy stepped in with a small duffel bag. "This was all we could find. Will this suit you?"

"That shall be fine it will only be storing a few odds and ends. Thank you."

The young vamp left quickly and quietly. Xanith put a pillow in the bottom. Then he put the axe in the bag on top of the pillow and then covered it with the other pillow. He left 20 dollars with a note that said, "I took the pillows go buy some new ones. Xanith" He was certain someone was going to check the room after he left and notice the pillows gone. It was time to go now anyways. So he took his bag and left his room.

Xanith returned to the room where he and Cinlass had met and asked one of the vamps here where Master Cinlass' quarters were. He pointed in a general direction and said, "That way." That's quite helpful you ignorant bastard.

Xanith had no idea where that thought had come from. He never had a thought like that in his life ever. It must be from this new persona he had. Nevertheless, he walked "that way" and eventually found Cinlass' room. This time he knocked stronger and much more confidently. He waited to hear Cinlass' reply.

OOC: Don't worry about not being on You haven't been holding us up any, and it's not like you haven't been on for monthes at a time. It's cool man. ;D

[Cinlass]

Cinlass had loaded a bag with some exra kilts and a few linen shirts.He indeed hated the fact that Zarick had left him to deal with so many damned people.He hated people and having lassies around didn't help his creed of celbicy.He packed a few knives,one browning hipower,and crossbow.Across his chest he had put on a leather starp that crossed over his massive chest and broad shoulder.In the strap wer about 20 throwing knives.

A knock came on the door.He finished zipping up the bag.If he ignored the person maybe they would leave him be.The knock came stronger. "By Odin's spear,who in the bloody hell be beckonin' entrance tae ma chambers?"He knew his attitude was a little much but he hated being disturbed."If ye are comin' in then ge' yer damnit arse in here."

Cinlass was across the room and to the door in three gaint strides.He flung the door open and it almost shattered against the wall.Xanith was at his door."Donna ye hae anythin' better tae dae then come tae ma chambers and bother me wi' nonsense?Whit in the hell dae ye wan' any ways?"Cinlass crossed his arms over his chest and stared icily down at Xanith.

O.C.C.Hey Zarick whit dae we dae when we leave fae Rome?Thank ye Xanith.

[Zarick Gunn]

OOC: This is my character calling from Rome.

IC: It was the second time Zarick attempted to reach the group, this time he would or some one would die. Who on the other hand he had no clue, but some one would die. He needed to tell Cinlass to stay behind, just incase there was an attack. If he would have known about The Enemy he wouldnt have told Cinlass to come to Rome with the priest. Cin must be in quite an anger with me, seeing as he does not like people all that much.

The phone was ringing, meaning that Cin had yet to pick up the cell phone Zarick gave him. Some thing must be going on.....just then Cinlass answered.

[Cinlass]

"Whit in the hell.Who be this and it be'er be impor'an'"Cinlass's voice sounded angry.Xanith had just came to his courters to see what to do next.He turned back to Xanith."Xanith gae tae the Grea' Hall an' wai' fae me. I hae tae take this gad damned bloody phone call."He turned back to the phone."Now who be this?"

[alteredone]

Xanith stared for just a second more at Cinlass' massive figure. He turned around on his heel and left for the great hall. His only thought leaving was that man looks hilarious holding onto a phone seeing as how it was half the size of his head. It looked like a toothpick in his hand. Out in the great hall Xanith waited. Trying to figure out who that was on the phone, but there really was nothing else to figure out, it had to be Zarick. Who else would call here?

[Zarick Gunn]

"This be Zarick. I'm gonna need you ta stay at the clan house. There is a new threat out there, some humans know about our existance, and are tryin to expose us. They might targeting our clan next. I need you to stay and protect the clan...it shouldnt be anything you cant handle. I should be back soon, make sure to send the priest. I have some business I wish to use him for. Take care Cin." Zarick paused for a moment waiting for Cin's response.

[Cinlass]

Cinlass laughed and it filled the castle."Ye think tha' a threa' has become o' ma new home.By Odin's spear canna I gae where there be nay fechtin'.Fine I'll s'ay an' send yer swee' preis' bu' Ye mus' answer three things.One:Who be yer three strongis' men.Twa:Where are all yer women an' are they helpful in anyway?.Three:Whit are ma limi's in yer wee hoose?"Cinlass was smiling but the joy didn't reach his eyes.No emotion every reached his eyes except death.He loved experimenting with death.And if his freind hadn't needed the preist Cinlass would be having his type of fun with him.A evil smirk came to his face at the toughts of how he could torture such wastes of breath in these bloody states.

[Catrux]

"Thank ye Cin. As for limits, ye are actin in my steed, you are the leader while im here. Don' anythin i wouldnt. The women will do as you please, be it leave you alone or....anythin else you may wish, they are around the building. The three strongest aside from ye and myself.....Erik, Gabrel, an' Roth. If any humans come about the building, you may do as ye please, as long as they do not escape. Have your fun my brethren. I shall be back soon, if ye need ta contact me you know ma number." With that Zarick hung up the phone, one thought crossed his mind, I would not want to be any one crossing his path anytime soon.

[Cinlass]

Cinlass walked into the Great Hall and his deadly gaze fell onto Xanith."Well lad seems ye hae a savior somewhere in yer life.Ye will leave fae Rome this minute bu' ye will be travelin' wi' Sara.She will be yer guide nae I."He turned and bellowed loudly."SARA"A beautiful leggy blonde came into the great hall.He hair fell to her waist and made most men wonder what it was like to have that hair caress the naked bodies as they have their way with her.Her eyes were a deadly midnight blue that looked like a moonlight Halloween night.She had a very seductive aura to herr.Her full,round breasts rose and fell in a mocking giggle which sounds as sweet as the angels but promised deadly fantasies."Yes Cinlass."She purred.Cinlass smiled but it didn't reach his eyes."Ye be takin' this lad tae Rome."Sara walked to the side of Cinlass letting one dainty hand rest on his strong abdomen and looked at Xanith with a sly smile."Do I getta play?"Cinlass looked down at her when she looked up at him."Notta this time lass,make sure he maks it tae Rome.When he isna needit then we will play."Sara pouted slightly."Alright"She said"Zarick would of let me "She added under her breath."Zarick isna here now is he lass an' donna any o' ye forge' it."Cinlass stormed off and left Xanith in the room alone with the exotic and beautiful Sara.

[alteredone]

Xanith stared a little and was confused as to what to say. He had never seen women this beautiful in the monastary. All that were there were old nuns, and now with this creature here he did not know how to proceed. After much debate within his mind he decided to go with something that would maybe sound right. "Hello."
"Hi."
"My n-n-name is Zarith. I mean my name is Xanrick. I mean i don't know what I mean. Do you know who I am because apparantly I don't."
"Yes. You would be Xanith."
"Yes that's it. Xanith. Thank you Sara? Was it?"
"Yes."
"Ok. So were going to Rome right now?"
"Yes."
"Well let us be off then."


O.O.C. Hey Zarick remember the thing we talked about should I do that to Sara or would it be better to do it to some other Vamp that hasn't been named yet?

[Catrux]

OOC: Some other random Vamp.

[Cinlass]

Cinlass smiled and left the room.Sara took Xaniths arm and started dragging him towards the door."Your a very slow man for your looks."She gave him a devilish smile and opened the door.Outside was a black limo waiting to drive them to the airport."Cin said he had everything set up a ready for our perfect trip to the romantic city of Rome."She purred angelicly.She hugged him which pressed her full breast against him ."Are you ready?"She asked with a sweet deadly innocence in her eyes.

O.O.C.I wouldna dae tae much tae her.She is Cinlass's tae protect an he is very protective o her.He sent her as a tease tae ye and the others o the courts.

[alteredone]

O.O.C. I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooo eternally sorry guys for holding us up. I have been so busy trying to catch up on school work, and finding a new job that i haven't had the time to post. Let alone even come on here. please forgive me.

I.C. Xanith was busy studying Sara's beautiful figure when a small blond boy walked up to him. No more than the age of 12 the boy was quite flustered. He was holding something black and leather in his hand. His blue eyes said that he was just in a very frantic mood. He seemed to be relieved that he had found Xanith. He smiled widely and breathed out, "oh sir Xanith I am so glad I found yoo." he said in an odd English accent. "We were just cleaning up your room, and we found your gloves.
"Ah thank you my friend."
"Here you go sir." He extended his hand, and held the gloves out to Xanith. Xanith reached out and plucked them daintily from him. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple of dollar bills. He folded them up into his hand and shook the boys hand.
There was an odd tingle to this boy's hand. Xanith felt a stinging, and then everything started to get very hot. He looked at the boy, and he stood there with a dazed look on his face. Xanith looked back at his hand, and then he thought he saw something.
No that would be impossible He thought to himself. There is no way that that was smoke coming out of our hands. The boy still had a dazed look, and now Xanith wasn't sure what was wrong with the boy.
All of a sudden the boy clamped his hand down hard onto Xanith's. He squeezed as hard as he could, and his eyes widened. They were almost popping from his skull. The smoke started to gush from between their linked hands, and out of the corners of his eyes. Someone started screaming in the background, but by now that was nothing but a dull, quiet overtone. The boy opened his mouth, but nothing came out of it. Xanith stared in horror as the boy screamed bloody nothingness. His hand was still squeezing down on Xanith's. It hurt like the dickens as his mother used to say. There was a dull crunch as Xanith's knuckles broke from the pressure being applied to them. Xanith himself was screaming from the pain that was being caused to him. Now the boy started to scream, but the only thing wrong with this was his mouth started to glow. There was an unholy hellfire red glow coming from the inside of his throat. And the scream was a river of lava gushing out of the open mouth of this 12 year old boy. It was a slow monotonous hum that escaped him. Now his eyes were glowing, and so were his ears and nose. They all had smoke coming out of them. His hair was starting to singe from the top down to his scalp. Oh dear Jesus! He's burning alive! Help me! Xanith tried desperately to free himself. The boy was literally melting in his hand. His eyes were whole at the beginning of this, and now they were nothing but white mush rolling down his face. There were orange sockets staring at Xanith now. His nose was spitting fire, and his ears were smoking. Xanith could only look on in shocked misery of being the one to cause all this. Finally, the boy squeezed one last hard time, and exploded. He didn't just let go and fall down. He exploded into a hundred pieces. Xanith was left still holding onto his hand. He fell to his knees and screamed at what just took place.
He regained himself enough to control himself. He could smell what was a mix of burnt hair, urine, and that particular smell of feces. The boy must have lost all control of his bodily functions when he was being burned. Xanith pried the seemingly frozen fingers from his hand. His hand was black with human ash.
Sara was screaming at him. Xanith regained himself enough to hear, "You Bastard!!! How could you do that to him?"
"No! I didn't know that was gonna happen. I swear. I have always worn these gloves when touching someone. I didn't know. I didn't know. I didn't knnn...oo...www. Oh dear good God! Please forgive me Father I have murdered one of my own kind!" He dropped onto his hands and grabbed ahold of his cross on his chain and repented. Tears streaming down his face he was hoisted up by Cinlass. "NO! Don't touch me. I don't wanna hurt you!"
"Ye won' hurt me ye bloody fool! Ge' up and ge' goin ta Rome!" He screamed at Xanith.
"Yyyyess. Yyyess sssirr." Xanith pulled on his gloves and grabbed his bag, and was off in a hurry for the car that would take him to the airport. He was going to Rome.

O.O.C. Here you are guys. I hope this at least makes up a little bit of my not posting for a while. again please forgive me for that. But i think i just wrote the best post Ive ever put up.