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Post by Sue Mett on Sept 11, 2009 10:33:52 GMT -5
Sekhmet could sense the tension coming from Jack. On most occassions she would appreciate this, but maybe not against her own creation. It would be a good fight to watch, but it was not what she wanted, she did not want her two lovelies to fight. She heard the bottle of true blood shatter, she would need to start getting plastic bottles if this would be a reoccuring situation. Now she needed to clean that up, she would have one of her humans do it. Certainly not herself and not Ahmose or Jack.
"Splended, Jack," she said, standing up from her couch. Ahmose would get up when he felt like it but she wanted to see the broken bottle. For one, she wanted to see how much of a mess he had made and for another she wanted to remember his strength, it was quite comforting.
"Now now, boys," she teased, absorbing the damage in one glance and returning to the room. "If it'll keep your energy off attacking eachother, you may feed, Ahmose," she said, but she flashed him a look that said he better not kill the man, she still needed him. The movers must have known what they were getting into, working for a vampire.
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Post by Jack Ashcroft on Sept 11, 2009 14:59:36 GMT -5
The vampire suddenly felt ashamed of himself as Sekhmet left their company to see the destruction Jack had caused. He never meant to sour the first night of her new home with such petty floods of emotion, but then of course it was his fault for requesting the presence of Ahmose in the first place. He made a note to never ask to meet the other creation ever again, the mere sight of Ahmose made anger rise in his mind.
As Sekhmet rejoined them in the room and allowed Ahmose to feed on the packer, but he felt even more ashamed by the way in which his mistress spotted the obvious tension. He lowered his head as a sign of an apology to her for such behavior on his part. He knew what to do.
"If you will excuse me Mistress, I will depart for my room." He said, feeling a little like a child who had done wrong and was punishing himself. In honesty it was partly that, but mostly to give himself some space between himself and Ahomse.
"I shall say goodnight." He said nodding to Sekhmet, and began walking to his room.
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Post by Ahmose on Sept 11, 2009 20:13:10 GMT -5
Sekhmet seemed to be very amused by their anger. Ahmose stood once Sekhmet left. He felt bad for being rude to the young vampire. Then when Sekhmet appeared again, she told him he should feed. "Thank you my mistress." Ahmose grabbed the human by his arm and made him rise.
On there way out he looked at Jack. Jack began to leave to his room but Ahmose needed to speak with him. He looked at the human in his eyes, 'Stay'. Then Ahmose appeared in front of Jack. "If our fighting is upsetting our Mistress we need to stop." That was the last thing he needed, Sekhmet mad. "We need to act good in front of her, no matter how much I want to tear your throat apart." Ahmose hated not being the center of the universe. "We both love her and adore her. In different ways. I won't stay here for long." Ahmose was going to get on Sekhmet's good side. "I love to be on my own but I also love the presence of Sekhmet. So tonight I will get that then I will be off."
Ahmose walked back towards the human, who he couldn't kill, and looked him in the eyes. 'Follow' he thought towards the human. And he began to walk out to the car. Ahmose breathed in. "MMM...Precious human." Ahmose's fangs extended in hunger. He locked eyes with the human. 'Tilt your head' he couldn't breack his neck for Sekhmet so he was going to be as nice as possible. Ahmose sank his fangs in.
Once he was done he led the human back to Sekhmet. "Here my dear." Ahmose handed her the human. "Thanks that was very refreshing,"he smiled up at her. "Where shall I sleep?" He wasn't tired but he needed to know so he could get there when need be.
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Post by Sue Mett on Sept 12, 2009 11:23:42 GMT -5
The two seemed to understand that they needed to resolve their differences, well, really they did not need to. Sekhmet did not mind if the two felt that way in the future, so long as if she needed both of them, they could actually do what she requested instead of throwing fits. Still, temper tantrums were not typical in the two vampires, even if her dear Jack had thrown the bottle, it was more of an escape to keep himself from doing something else, which she appreciated.
If there was one thing she would hate to do, it would be to break up the two. Of course, she was stronger, she was their maker after all, but she did not much feel like sticking her hand in between two snapping dogs, even if they would cower in a corner if they bit her. Jack began to depart and before Sue could speak up, Ahmose sped after him. With her enhanced hearing, she heard what they said, but out of respect and how she hated eavesdropping only because she did not need to hear what they were saying, she tuned them out.
Surprisingly enough, the conversation was short and Ahmose took the human to the car. "Goodnight, Jack," she called, realizing she had failed to wish him goodnight as he walked off. She sat staring off into space in the manner that vampires usually do. She only zoned back in when Ahmose returned the human. "That was not bad," she cooed to the human before waving her hand to indicate that she wanted him to return to his work.
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Post by Jack Ashcroft on Sept 12, 2009 17:38:17 GMT -5
Ahmose didn't seem to appreciate Jack's unstable mental condition. The older vampire was now like a thorn in Jack's mind, constantly there and forcing Jack to considering murdering him. Luckily Sekhmet's presence would be enough to keep his choler calm and prevent him from snapping into his berserker rage. If that were to happen Jack would ignore all cries to stop attacking, and he would attack anyone and anything that dared to stop him. He would become fearless and reckless. It was a dangerous mix, but that is what Sekhmet seemed to like in the vampire.
He walked the stairs to the second floor and paused for a brief moment. He needed to calm his mind. He found one of the best ways was simply to count. Usually a count of ten or twenty would bring his anger down, but tonight he stood in that hallway and reached one hundred without a change in his emotional state. He decided it would be best to stay in his room for the rest of the night and rest.
He opened the door to his chosen room and paused, a single tear of blood rolling down his cheek. He was in pain. The one person he sought to protect and serve had another who eagerly wanted to do the same. He glanced over his shoulder at the hallway and nodded to himself. "Goodnight mistress." He whispered. With that he entered his room and closed the door making a soft click that echoed down the hall. He lay, fully clothed on the floor boards and wiped the tear from his eye.
Ahmose would find an end. Jack was sure of it.
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Post by Ahmose on Sept 12, 2009 22:32:22 GMT -5
Ahmose looked at the human who wasn't behaving, he caught his eyes,'obey Sue Mett's every command'. Then he let the human wonder off, hopefully to his duty. "Sekhmet...I have missed your company." That was something Ahmose would never say on an ordinary day, but today wasn't an ordinary day.
"I missed the way we caused mischief around Egypt and the life we lived." All that he was saying was completely true. "But I still love my Independence." Ahmose couldn't decide how to make everything all right. "I was hoping I could have an open room in which I can stay when I please."
Ahmose knelled in front of Sekhmet and took her hand. "I love you like a child loves his mother" He looked into her eyes. "I love your sass and your affection," he bent and kissed her hand. He didn't know where this was going or why he was saying this. "I can't live without you and I don't want stay for long. Just when I need you." Ahmose wasn't doing this to make Jack mad that just happened to be a bonus.
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Post by Sue Mett on Sept 17, 2009 9:50:20 GMT -5
A wave of something that edged on emotion swept over Sue, it was Jack, she could feel him after all. She could feel how tense he was and it was unsettling, she hated it when the feelings from her creations brought tense and angered 'emotions'. Since she did not follow, she did not see the bloody tear, but she felt the pain that caused it. Jack was so strong, he could deal with many things even this, but she still looked down the hall where he disappeared, her eyes steadily scanning the dark in case he were to come out, but she figured he would not.
Her attention yet again turned to Ahmose who seemed to shower her in his love tonight, he was up to something. "Ahmose, you don't have to kiss my fangs tonight, don't be such a suck-up, it's really not your forte," she said, the term 'suck up' had a different meaning for vampires, but she had been around humans enough to find it's human translation and that sort of applied in this situation.
He mentioned that he enjoyed his independence which sounded much more like the Ahmose that she had known for many years. Sure, they had caused trouble in Egypt, but she knew he was perfectly fine without her by his side, he was a strong vampire (she did choose him after all). "If you would like a spare room where no one else can stay but you, you many choose one and I'll have it reserved for only you," she said, glad that she was finally able to do so in her own house.
When he brought up a child who loved his mother, a slight flicker of the past twitched at the back of her lifeless mind, she had a child at one point, a real live child, but she had to give that up. It was so long ago she had forgotten the feeling and honestly did not remember how strong a child's devotion to it's mother was. If he loved her like a child loved his mother, then he was certainly the one who was off at college and came back for holidays and asked for help when he was in trouble. While she let him kiss her hand, she gently withdrew it, took his hand and raised to her feet, pulling him up. "My child," she said, answering his metaphor, "You are always welcome in my house."
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Post by Ahmose on Sept 17, 2009 15:13:47 GMT -5
Ahmose was smiling in deep satisfaction with himself. He wanted to cause Jack as much pain and worry as he possiably could, and what he was asking definatlly could do all of that and more. "Your right mistress. It never was,"but it seemed his was good at getting what he wanted, not that was more Ahmose.
"Thank you, my dear Sekhmet. I will go pick a room and will let you know which it would be." Ahmose wanted to closest to Jack's room so when he got up everyday, he would have to see the door to Ahmose's room.
Ahmose walked up the stairs, obviously in vampire speed, so he kinda ran up the stairs. He walked more humanly down the hall to the end in which was Jacks room and there was a room across the hall. He walked in and a rush of idea's came to mind. He found a way into which he could get Sasha here and he was on his way there now.
He walked back to Sekhmet. "My dear. I have chosen the one at the other end of the hall across from Jack. I will be back later with someone I would like you to meet, again." He flew out the house and to his car in vampire speed. He never was one for respect and manners, though he showed it more to Sekhmet then anyone else. He got in his car and drove to Shreveport.
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Post by Sue Mett on Sept 18, 2009 9:12:54 GMT -5
Ahmose had never been one to do things inconspicuously and Sue could tell he was willing to put Jack through hell over this. It was such an odd feeling, to have her two creations fight, it was like her two children fighting over the last piece of cake, it was not worth a fight. Still, she understood, she had hated her master's second creation, but that was much later and now her master was dead and she and Josef did not mingle. The two were fine with each other but they did not exactly jump up and down holding pom poms for the other during a battle.
It was getting slightly obnoxious but before she could speak up anything, her independent Ahmose returned, with his room picked out across from Jack, of course, said something and sped out the door. She was all alone again, with Jack up in his room. Well, at least she could lounge on her chair again, she sat down, sprawled out and stared off into space in the odd way that vampires do.
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