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 Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:51 pm
Belle sat in the comfort of her hotel room, on a Egyptian styled couch. The black and scarlet pillows went in perfectly with the panther head at the end. Reclined against the lounge, her dark hair fanning out under her. Nathaniel sat nervously on the opposite couch, watching honey eyes.
The creature of beautiful death lazily motioned for Bastet to bring something, shortly returning with a handsome man. Nathaniel noticed that he had features similar to Jean-Claude with his long dark hair and blue eyes.
Belle rolled from her perch, the material of her long, slitted skirt scatter of her thighs. The young man's eyes widened as she stood, the black and gold corset pressing her breasts in plain view. Long red fingernails traced down his cheek.
"What do you see, chat? I know you see..." She flicked her hair over her shoulder as she moved to watch Nathaniel. "...something." The leopard answered warily, as Belle sunk her fangs gently into the man's wrist, earning a soft gasp and moan from the man.
"He-He looks like Jean-Claude." Belle glanced up, licking the blood off her lips. She pushed the man away.
"Take him Bastet. Have no one touch him. Send him home."
((This is so long, it needs to be in two parts...)
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 5:59 pm
((Continued...))
"Take him Bastet. Have no one touch him. Send him home."
Belle commanded tiredly. The vampire obeyed, dragging the man with a hazy expression out of the room. Belle sighed and fell back to the couch. She did not fall gracefully as would be expected, but she collapsed as if every bone in her body was weary. She glanced up at him, twirling a finger through her hair absently.
"You wonder why I have not touched you, do you not?" Nathaniel nodded carefully. Belle sighed, resting her head against her outstretched arm.
"You would not believe me if I told you, mon chat."
"Try me." Belle glared at him, immediatly sending the wereleopard back to his submissive state.
"Do not pressume to believe that you could even concieve the emotions of an ancient, little mortal chat." She glared at him before sighing and glancing outside, watching those below and above her.
"You shall live your life, mon chat, with out a care in the world." Before Nathaniel could interrupt, Belle continued.
"You do not have a care fore you know that what you do in that short time given, shall make a difference. You will die, it is inevitable."
Belle turned and what Nathaniel saw on her face almost made him gasp. Sadness. Pure and utter sadness, regret, and sorrow.
"Eternity is not a gift, mon chat, but a curse. A complete and utter curse..."
Nathaniel stood, but did not get closer.
"Then why do you do it?" Belle looked at him and looked like she might respond, before her stone hard mask returned to her face.
"You repeat anything that was said here and shall never awaken, you understand me?"
Nathaniel nodded slowly, sitting back in his chair. A soft knock on the suite door startled and unnerved Nathaniel.
"Jean-Claude for you, mistress." Belle opened the door and nodded at Violet.
"very well..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 6:09 pm
Jean-Claude waited paitently over the phone when Violet put him on hold. He pulled the phone with him to his bed and sat upon it. He layed back gracefully, his dark hair of curls fanning out underneath him. He waved from Jason to come to him.
Jason slowly walked across the room. He didn't know what Jean-Claude wanted since he'd already fed that night. Jason went to other side of the bed and climbed up onto it. Jason cautiously looked at Jean-Claude, looking into the mid-night blue eyes, asking what he wanted. Jean-Claude laid his arm out and Jason lightly fell onto the arm.
"What do you think I should get Anita for her birthday since this night has ended so quickly?" Jean-Claude quietly asked, his ear to the phone.
Jason shrugged and closed his eyes, calmness watching over him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 6:13 pm
Glancing at Nathaniel, who watched her with pity making her want to tear his throat out, she pressed a blinking botton on the console. The victorian styled phone let her hear Jean-Claude's seductive, tired voice.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 6:30 pm
(NNNOOOO!!! THE STUPID GAIA MESSED MY MESSAGE UP AND NOW I HAVE TO RETYPE IT!!))
Jean-Claude didn't hear the very soft clicking from the opposite line of the phone. He was deep in thought on Anita. "Ma petite makes me wary...tired dear Jason." Jason heard the noise, but he didn't dare interrupt Jean-Claude. His cheek was against Jean-Claude's chest, the lace was soft. It was one of his few soft shirts. "She amuses me, but at times, I realize just how old I am. I do wonder if she can and will kill me." Jean-Claude softly laughed from his words.
He heard very faint breathing from the other line and stopped immediately. It wasn't Belle's breathing, she probably wasn't breathing at all. It was someone else in the room. (Can they hear that well?!)
"Mistress." Jean-Claude finally said as a greeting. He began to run his pale fingers through Jason's hair. Not as a sexual gesture, but just to comfort himself. It gave him something to do other than bear his mistress.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2004 8:20 pm
((I agree. I feel sorry for them becuase to live eternal truely is a burden and a curse. I trying to give Belle some sort of a heart per se.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 5:59 pm
"Mmm...Jean-Claude..." Belle almost purred his name, just as she always had. It rolled off her tongue with supreme ease. She noticed out of the corner of her eye that Nathaniel had straightened and no longer looked at her in pity, but in fear.
But something clenched at her dead heart. Jean-Claude now knew the truths of the world, the burden of eternity, and knowing that one shall grow old and watch all those whom you love die. Her closest servants continuously asked if she had had some sort of lover, but she merely said no. And yet, eternity was horrible for. Yes, she was a sadist, but she needed others to be miserable inorder for her to cope with forever.
"Jean-Claude, before you ask, your leopard is fine. He has behaved most well and has yet to be touched...but that can be changed if we do not strike a bargain that I find in my...favor..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2004 11:41 pm
Asher came to the circus and stood before it, face shadowed by the interior of his hooded cloak. Belle Morte's power wafted like a perfume around his home, his sanctuary, beckoning him to enter and be lost in her beauty and her promise once more.
He sensed Jean Claude burried in its depths and he shivered, partly to shake off his growing blood lust as well as out of fear. Still he foolishly continued on through the guarded doors of the circus to stand at his old lover's side once more.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 12:35 pm
Jean-Claude gently pushed Jason from him. He sensed Asher outside. Jason moved to go open the door for him. Jean-Claude closed his eyes and spoke. "It is good to hear that Nathaniel is being good. He knows how to behave...What would appeal to your favor as a bargain for Nathaniel?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 6:58 pm
He entered the circus, nodding to Jason as he passed.
I think we should offer our hospitality, she is a visiting member of the council it is our duty to do as much. Of course we will negotiate.. guidelines. As soon as she agrees to be our guest and at the mercy of hospitality rules she will be going against council law to hold Nathanial without our consent.
He turned to speak with Jason who had been following him down the hall towards Jean Claude's chambers, "Jason, will you do me the honor of donating your blood to me this evening?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 2:19 pm
((hey Valtanwar, Asher's sending those thoughts to JC right?))
Jason smiled, he would've gladly volunteered to give Asher blood, but he was Jean-Claude's pomme de sang. He didn't know whether he could or or couldn't, though it would be honorable for Jean-Claude to share pomme de sangs. "I...don't know." Jason said, unsure of how to answer as he followed Asher. "You know why, right?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 10:01 am
"I have grown quite fond of your wereleopard, Jean-Claude. It shall take much to sway me from keeping him..."
Belle glanced at Nathaniel, her honey eyes fastening on his lilac colored eyes before beckoning for him. He came with out quarell.
"Would you like to speak with him, Jean-Claude?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 10:19 pm
Jean-Claude sigh. "What good would it do to speak to Nathaniel? You have assured me that is he fine and isn't misbehaving. What need is there to speak with him?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2004 10:38 am
Belle thought about it for a moment.
"Perhaps to ease our firery necromancer...I believe she is...angered with you."
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2004 3:35 pm
Jean-Cluade laughed, feeling amused. "You are correct. Ma petite is angered with me, but I still don't see the reason to talk to the leopard. My petite isn't going to talk to him and you aren't easing any burdens on me unless we negotiate his release or something that can done to get him returned to moi."
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