Skye.

It was a beautiful nickname, to be sure, but interesting that this man would have chosen one so opposite of the one that Swan had given him! "That's certainly intriguing," he murmured, though he wasn't sure if Scarlet had heard him. "I should be interested to see why you chose this name for me."

Antoine watched as Scarlet pulled his lower lip into his mouth, and licked his lips almost in the same blurry movement, moving so quickly that Antoine wasn't sure if he'd actually seen it at all, or if he'd just imagined it.

As he was eager to see the extent of the mansion, the French boy placed his hand lightly on Scarlet's arm, hoping that the man didn't mind the gesture. "Please, lead the way."

There was something about this stranger that lured him in and snared him, making him not want to ever leave his presence... It was almost like a moth was attracted to the light of a flame, drawing closer and closer to death with each sweep, but not caring because the light was just too beautiful.

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"If you'd like I can tell you... " Derrick said quite simply about his choice of a nickname for Skye. All that mattered was that he liked the name and he saw it fit even if Swan felt otherwise. She could have the Dark Prince, he would have the Skye. Smiling to himself he looked over his shoulder to that hand that was placed there and then let his eyes scan along the arm and up into Skye's eyes hidden beneath that dark porcelain mask, another contrast to his own white one.

"Then let us be off, I have someone I wish you to meet..." He knew that Jocelyn would sense his approach. It was one of the benefits of being a creator and fledgling, there was some unspoken bond that ran deep between them, even if one was extremely bitter about the whole ordeal.

Moving with such liquid grace, he took the steps needed to reach the winding staircase, lifting his arm slightly so that Skye could rest his own arm against it. When everything was in place, he walked gracefully up the stairs, keeping a slow steady pace for Skye.

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Evelyn was having the time of her life on the dance floor, her body swaying and moving as if her body was the music itself. Eyes glistening behind her blue and white mask while twirling this way and that, golden strands of hair whipping around in her wake.

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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

"I'd like that," Antoine admitted, though the topic was almost completely forgotten as they started forward, to go upstairs. Someone Scarlet wanted him to meet? He frowned, but allowed himself to be led to the staircase. Who could it be?

And then he realized that he was about to go up the stairs, which were viewable by all of the people on the dance floor, with another man! He did his best to hide his blush as they started up the stairs, Scarlet looking graceful as ever, and Antoine looking somewhat flustered.

"You're not... uncomfortable with presenting yourself with me like this?"

[[Ugh, forgive the shortness! I might go to bed in a moment, but if I do, I'll reply whenever I get up tomorrow morning. =) ]]

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"You are as captivating as the sky... even though your dress is dark, your eyes shine through. I can tell that you will be as ever changing as the sky as well, just as beautiful... just as intriguing." Now Derrick had no qualms about speaking to a man like this. He himself was a man of beauty and wealth, he liked the finer things in life be they jewels or woman, men or clothes.

Derrick was glad that Skye had chosen to depart with him up the stairs, he knew it was risky, taking this human into the midst of so many vampires, but in just a few hours, all the humans would be at risk... so what was starting a little early going to hurt? He wouldn't let anything happen... just yet...

It pained him a bit to know what was going to happen tonight, he felt that many townsfolk were going to lose their lives, or be changed... it pained him because Skye would be in that environment, in that danger and he suddenly felt something pull at him... pleasure? Maybe, he enjoyed feeling pained...

Shrugging his thoughts mentally he turned towards Skye and laughed softly, his voice echoing through the halls as they continued to walk upwards, Derrick not even glancing over to the many people who were probably watching them.

"Nay, I do not... this is my home as well as many others, we will do what we wish. I will do as I wish... if they care who I choose to spend my time with, that is their troubles not mine... Now Skye... this is the bed quarters... at least one of them..." He spoke as if he didn't go from one issue to another so quickly... but Derrick had no use for the morals of humans...

He was never going to die... what need was there to keep up with a society that would be changing in the blink of an eye to him...

[[eeep I have to go... this has been quite bloody brilliant chibi! we must discuss things later ^^]]

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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

(Gah, I'm really sorry to crash the party, so to speak, but is there room for one more vampires? I would have done a profile earlier but the Internet was very unpredictable)

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I was cured all right.

((It's started already? O_o Three pages? Omg! ... Are the nicknames really needed? XD))

Evangeline stood in the middle of the bedroom, silently staring at the mask she was to wear. Her posture stiff and her face expressionless, it was obvious that her thoughts were elsewhere. Already, she was in her gown, looking for the world like an angel. She ran her hand down the soft material now and then, taking pleasure from the silky texture. She'd always had a love for white, it was so pure and just...untainted. A wry smirk appeared on her lips and sighing, she moved to grab the mask from it's position on the bed.

There was a soft knock on the before it was opened, and in stepped Caleb, looking as lordly as ever. He was dressed in dark attire, a sharp contrasting to her own. He quietly shut it and moved towards her with a grace that only a vampire had. Evangeline gazed at his at his beautiful face, marvelling at the fact that this man's love belonged to her. When he approached her, he smiled softly taking her hand and placed a delicate kiss upon her nape. "You look ravishing," he whispered into her ear and a tickled sensation ran up her spine. "I'd say the same to you," she replied looking at him, her dark eyes sparkling. He brushed a hand against the strands of hair that fell into her face and handed her the mask.

"Come, let us venture out and bask in the glory of tonight," said Caleb, doning his own and leading her out the door.



((Is this good? XD))

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VITAM AETERNO; an original creature roleplay

((So many pages, not enough time to read.))

Isabeau looked at the woman that was left behind. "I was hoping to ask Derrick what kind of attaire would be aproriate for the ball, modern or of my time?"

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

[[Caunion of course you can bring in a vamp or human or whatever!

Aranel: the nicknames go along with the masquerade theme since everyone is anonymous, but you don't really need one... and it's wonderful

Misa: pretty much Derrick and Antoine are looking around the mansion and Evelyn is dancing... not much has happened]]

Jocelyn looked over at Is and quirked an eyebrow. "It's a Masquerade, wear what you will..." She stated quite simply before turning around and walking back towards the balcony. A slight shiver ran up the length of her spine and she knew that Derrick was approaching. A slight rumble bubbled in her chest and she kept her eyes forward, just moments and Derrick would be walking through her door.

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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

Isabeau nodded. "I shall get ready then." she said and was about to walk away when she asked. "What is it like, to still have the one that turned you still around? I barely remember what it was like to have Jospeh around."

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Jocelyn heard the question and sighed, did Is really have to ask her such a question. Breathing deeply she turned her head so that her chin rested on her shoulder, dark hair shielding part of her face so that her features were hidden from Is's view. "It's something I cannot explain... He turned me against my will... I had a normal life and yet I fell for his charm and entrusted myself to him... he betrayed me and took my life... now I have to live with him by my side... how do you think it feels?"

Sure, she hated Derrick for turning her into what she was today, but she had been able to get used to her vampiric form and she had a strange relationship with Derrick. She hated him, but didn't think she could survive without him near...

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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

Isabeau laughed gently, like a bell. "I guess it is hard, but different then it was for me. I had known Jospeh for months before he turned me, I was able to hide what I had become and we still loved each other."

((This is what Isabeau is whereing to the ball, http://www.verymerryseamstress.com/pict ... gred04.JPG , and this mask http://www.flickr.com/photos/spotlights/489131360/ ))

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

"Lucky you... I'd known Derrick for years, never knowing what he was" She breathed out before glaring at Is. "Now if you'd be so kind as to leave me..." She stated, voice a bit clipped before looking out to the sky once more, her dark hair tumbling over her bare back, graze her soft skin as she let the wind envelop her form in a way now clothes could.

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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

Isabeau nodded and left to go to her room. There she got changed and looked at the painting on the wall. Jospeph had been an artist, that was for sure, he had painted her before and after turning her, and she still had them all of his work, even the paintings that was not of her. It was all she had of him.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Rose watched the two as they conversed and walked off. It was better off that they aknowledged her excistance as little as possible. She wanted to keep her her pressence close to unknown in the town. Wanting no relations or anyone close for their sake.

She walked the short way to the mansion, her movements gracefull yet cautious. When she entered, none of the hosts seem to be greeting at the moment. Though a maid came and took her coat-cloak as she liked to call it. With a frown, she made her way to the ball room, where she positioned herself in a place with a perfect view of the everyone there.

Though Rose felt impish next to all the other figures. She had a slight figure, that was made only smaller by the plain black dress and mask, and skin that was in the middle of tan and pale. The two contrasted compaired to her bright red hair cut short...

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Aaron stepped out of his ride, sending a thankfull glance, and some money in the direction of the driver. He stepped inside the grand hall, and wasn't greeted by anyone. So he made his way slowly in the direction of the music.

He found himself in a ballroom already full of dancers. One caught his crystal blue eyes right away. A woman with golden locks that streamed behind her like a banner as she moved around the room with the grace of one who danced all the time.

When the music called for a change of partners, Aaron was beside her, holding out a gloved hand.
"May I have this dance?" he said from behind his rose covered mask...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Evelyn moved from dance partner to dance partner, her blue, white, and golden attire standing out so contrastingly against all the darkness that many of the people had chosen to wear this night. It was just how Evelyn had wanted it, she wanted to stand out, to be seen... she was an entertainer, a dancer and if she didn't have eyes upon her, she wasn't doing her job.

Her body moved to the music so gracefully, holding an exotic undertone. She was sure that if anyone had truly watched her in the market square, they would easily know who rested beneath the porcelain and blue mask, but she cared not.

Tonight she was a Swan.

The music changed and her body twirled right into a man with a rose colored mask. Her lips upturned into a smile as she took his gloved hand, moving her body into his embrace with such ease. "It would be my pleasure Monsieur."

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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

((Rain, could we have Isabeau and Aaron become close, not romantic, but really close to it, but she has to hide what she is.))

Isabeau finally left her room and entered the dance floor, dancing with anyone that she could.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)