Sophia sighed and lowered her head slightly "I did it to find her" she began to explain, faint sorrow in her eyes "We were seperated after the war. I do not know if she chose life with a human master or if she died"

Lifting her head back up to his, she looked deep in his eyes "I will do anything to find her. If that means allying myself with a human, I will do so. She is worth that compromise." her voice was full of conviction and truth.

"You do not work for a human?" Sophia asked curiously,

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"You must truly love her to want to go to such lengths to find her. I only hope that your search is not in vain..." He says softly, flicking a tongue over his sharp tooth, somthing he does when he is thinking about something or another.

"Nay I do not work under a human, I have no need to... I do what I want and not what others want me to do..."

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

"Like no other" Sophia replied her thoughts focussing on Inara "We were together for almost 200 years. We fought alongside one another, we killed, we drank. Though we never sired anyone.We were content with our own company"
Sophia stopped and let out a small laugh "My apologies. I did not mean to go on. I rarely talk about her"

Sophia tilted her head and smirked at Daeron "So you are a rebel then?"

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Name: Marcus
Age: Unknown
Human/Vampire/Mage: Vampire
Appearance: http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b380/ ... pire2a.jpg
Enslaved/Rebel: Rebel
Brief History: Marcus became a vampire a long time ago. He spent many years simply roaming, killing at random and causing much havok to the world. Villages lived in fear at the sound of his name. He was know as the Black Angel, the bringer of death. He was a rather alone figure but recently a human tried to capture him. He managed to escape but was always running away from the mages. He now lives to bring death to those who would capture other vampires.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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A pair of red eyes stared out from the blackness of the shadows. His eyes watched a woman sat at a desk. She was elegant, high class, high status. She had given some sort of mission to a kinsman and now she was alone. Alone in her rich penthouse. He slowly stepped around the curtains, walking behind her, a grin stuck on his face, revealing his sharpened teeth. His black leather trenchcoat flowed behind him as he slowly walked up to her.

He was dressed in black to fit in with his pale skin. Large boots, an open black shirt and black leather trousers. He was within ten feet when he let out a sadistic breath of staisfaction.
"Ordering another slave around?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

Elizabeth was startled by the voice behind her. She spun round in her chair and glared at the man in front of her. "You have precisely 10 seconds to tell me who you are and how you got in here"
She threw him a steely stare.

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Marcus grinned and stepped closer to her.
"I am The Black Angel, perhaps you have heard of me." He said with an arrogant tone in his voice, vainity was one of his virtures.
"And you are...Elizabeth Crowel, yes that's right. And I am here to stop your vampire dommination."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Elizabeth returned the grin and seemed to ponder his words and haughty tone. She had heard the name, but chose to keep this to herself. After all lying was second nature to her.
"I can't say as I'm familiar with the name. But now that you are here, please indulge me. How did you get in here without an invitation?"

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"I am happy that you have a love like hers, tis hard to come by these days. 200 years, that must have been hard to lose her. I don't know what I would do if any one I loved went missing..." His thoughts moved to his fledgling Jocelyn and his love who would remain nameless for the love was not returned. Jocelyn, he loved as nothing more than his company, for he knew she too hated him.

Daeron laughed aswell as his own thoughts became words as Sophia's had done.

"You could say I am a rebel... have been quite rebellious recently though..."

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

He tilted his head with a patronising smile.
"That my dear is a secret best kept to myself." He was enjoying the moment, savouring it, as he walked her office, glancing at various things.
"Tell me, how many of my kin do you hold under your iron fist?" His eyes were locked on a painting, nothing interesting, but making it seem as if he didn't care about the situation right now.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Jerome nodded his head, being drawn in more at the mention of her sire.
"Are you a vampire as well, if so when were you sired?"Jerome asked, then added, "My master is dead," forgetting about keeping his identity of a vampire a secret.
The man thought about the vampire that he killed, it was a natural instinct to plunge his dagger into him, the man made him drink from a human. Made him almost die from hunger for the first 3 days of his vampiric life.
Snapping out of his trance he dropped the used cigarette, lifting his black boot to put it out. Jerome's brushed a strand of blonde hair from his face, pushing in back behind his ear.
"Me, no I don't need to be anywhere, it's just I haven't stopped rushing around all day, it's nice to stop and talk to someone," Jerome answered honestly.
The man moved a tired hand over his face, rubbing his eyes softly.

Elizabeth watched him as he walked around her office. Observing everything, taking in all of her artwork and various other priceless items.
She frowned a little as he chose again not to tell her how he managed to get inside her office, let alone her building without invitation.
When he spoke of his knowledge of her Vampire employees, she let out a husky laugh "Iron fist? I think you have me all wrong. Do I have Vampires under my employ? Yes I do."

She crossed one leg over the other and rest her hand on her chin and smirked "Let's make a compromise. Tell me how you got into my penthouse and my office, and I shall tell you how many I have in my service"

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Marcus smiled at the offer and dropped his head to look at the floor.
"A comprimise? Is that so?" In a flash he was stood before her grinning from ear to ear.
"Let's just say the window was open. Now before I kill you, would you like to tell me how many of my kind you have underyour control?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

Elizabeth threw him a hard look as he stood before her. Her smirk returned after he spoke to her "I really must get better security in here." she cracked her knuckles and continued to speak "Kill me? Oh I think not, you had a chance to do that earlier I suspect. Who knows how long you've been spying on me. Besides, do you honestly think someone of my standing would have no protection." she stood up, standing tall in her heeled shoes. "I work with Vampires, I need as much protection from them as I do from other people. Everyone that has Vampire employees has much the same protections."

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Marcus frowned. There was no one else in the room, and all the others were careless enough to leave an opening. She was different somehow...
"Very well, I'll kill you now."
He clenched his fist and pulled back to throw a punch. He was about to launch it forward but His arm refused to move. He tried again, swinging his whole body but still he could not attack her. He growled loudly and frowned.
"What kind of socery is this?!"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

"I told you, I have protection." Elizabeths lips curled into a sneering smile "Now, you have two options. One you can leave, now and never return. Or you can stay and work for me."

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