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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 12, 2009 19:30:39 GMT -5
"If you show up tomorrow we shall see each other again. If you do not show up tomorrow you will definately see me again and I will finish what was almost started tonight." Pam suddenly realized how tired she actually felt. This young one had mentally exhausted her and she needed a drink. "Sekhmet we should retire and perhaps have a drink. The cellar is fully stocked and you will not be disappointed."
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 12, 2009 19:59:39 GMT -5
Sekhmet stood to the side, allowing Pam to hiss all that she wanted. Hopefully, this one would listen, it was never a good idea to cross Pam and especially not Eric. "Maybe," she nodded to Belle as she left quite quickly. "A drink would be lovely," Sue said, turning her attention to Pam as she offered. It was time for a drink and a day nap indeed.
((sorry it was short, brainfart))
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 13, 2009 13:12:47 GMT -5
ooc: is not a problem, not much left to say!
"Come then friend, we should continue our patrol of the street to clear it of any loiters and then be headed home. Hopefully we can discuss your plans for the remainder of your stay here. Things have been utterly boring as of late and I would dearly love to be entertained." Pam continued past the humans who seemed frozen in place. The evening was filled with night noises that humans found appealing or terrifying. The places that were around her seemed a little under whelming considering some of the places she had been. "Sekhmet friend I will never understand why you come to visit this place. I know that I can't be the only attraction and neither can Eric. Is there something else your heart desires?"
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 13, 2009 14:17:50 GMT -5
The word friend was hardly anything you could call vampires, but it was the closest one could come by human terms. "I am out here hoping there is something more interesting than my own area. This problem in Dallas makes me very curious though, I'd love to help out and see some action for once," she admitted. Of course, she had seen action but not that recently, not within the past couple of years at least. Even with those witches, it was not too terrible, not enough to get Sekhmet's blood pumping. That was something she most certainly needed.
Roaming around the parking lot, she shooed away some loitering humans by just a glare and a lick of her lips. Sometimes that was enough, sometimes she needed to glamor, but no glamoring yet. "Good children," she cooed as a couple got in their car and drove off. "If I had a heart, I am sure it would desire excitement, and I can tell your's does as well," she merely nodded.
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 13, 2009 17:52:58 GMT -5
Pam nodded in agreement. "Sekhmet I am not what I would think of as greedy, I do love money though that is true but I sometimes feel tiresome working in Fangtasia and almost a bit lonely. When Eric and I were together as one it was exciting. We ravaged, hunted and laid together and we were complete. Some where along the way that excitement for him turned into something else. Maybe respect or reverence but not lust. I haven't found that some one since. I don't think I want to be a maker, however I feel like I need companionship. I spent many years away from Eric trying to find what I desired but I seem to come short handed yet again. Spending time in the bar is fulfilling because Eric wishes it and I wish to keep him happy. I just can't understand why I feel like less of myself lately. It is troublesome to find out something you can't really understand."
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 13, 2009 20:45:33 GMT -5
The thoughts of Eric ran through Sue's mind, he was quite a looker and Sue had heard that he was rather frisky in bed, but who was she to imagine? "I never pinned you as the greedy type, Pam, although you always have impeccable taste in shoes," Sue said, nodding down to the vampire's feet. "Eric, Eric, Eric...sort of rolls off the tongue. There is no way to describe Eric, one you can be lovers and then a subordinate. We cannot expect much from Eric," she gave a slight shake with her head, but it was more of a twitch.
"Oh being a maker gives you quite a bit of power," Sue said, her mind slightly wandering to a dreamy gaze. In her time, she had changed many, Jack, Ahmose, a few others and it felt amazing to change someone and then tell them what to do. Of course, she could not abuse her power. "Have you become bored of your routine?" she said, raising an eyebrow. "Have you laid with anyone since then?" Sekhmet finally asked, thinking maybe that would be a root somehow, maybe not.
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 13, 2009 22:41:39 GMT -5
Pam laughed. Sekhmet knew exactly what to say. "No sweetling, not really. I have had suitors and they were amusing but it wasn't interesting. Either they wanted me because I was a vampire or they avoided me because I was a vampire. Perhaps, it would be nice to want some one who likes being near me because I am Pam. It is a human thing to think and as the dawn approaches perhaps my thoughts become a little unclear. It is hard to tell this close to sleep...Do you think I should become a maker Sekhmet? Perhaps I should ask Eric for permission to find a willing human to turn. I would have maybe a lot of fun with a young underling..." Happy thoughts flicked across Pam's mind. It was kind of like imagining herself with a puppy. That made her giggle, which meant it was close for bed time. Pam didn't giggle.
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 14, 2009 17:53:07 GMT -5
"Yes, they do become annoying when they just want you to walk on the wild side," Sue grumbled. Some of those fangbangers were fun but sometimes the whole 'oh my favorite undead woman! You are so exciting!' It was always so much fun until they went on with the groveling. Now then, being a maker was something completely different. "And who would you chose to make? A warrior? A romantic? A deadbeat? A business man?" Sekhmet's personal favorites were the warriors, such power and they were always so strong, well, not as strong as Sue, but strong enough to even make her bones quiver. Pam was so complicated that quite honestly, Sue could not pinpoint what kind of human she would chose.
"Well, no matter who you chose, if you need to capture them first, I am quite willing to be of assistance," she smiled, well, as close to a human smile as she could get. "Of course, he or she will be your's," she nodded, but it was always fun to turn the opposite gender.
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 14, 2009 20:24:30 GMT -5
"I think I would like to have some one who was a tad willful and maybe a little fun. Some one who was not unwilling to get in a little trouble now and then. Ooh maybe twins, a boy and a girl. I could enjoy them both, if you get my meaning." Pam waggled her eye brows at Sekhmet. "I know you love a good warrior but I really don't see the need for a fighter during these times. Especially if they are better than me. What would I do? Sit back and let them have all the fun? No, that wouldn't do at all. Then the puppies feelings would be hurt and I loathe consoling...." Some stray leaves rustled past her and with out thinking she stabbed them with the heel of her new stiletto. Pam lifted her nose to the wind and cocked her head. "Something wiccan this way comes..."
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 15, 2009 15:25:46 GMT -5
"Oh twins! I never thought of that!" Sekhmet smirked, truly amused by the thought and pleased that Pam had come up with it. Of course, no warrior could be stronger than his maker, well, at least not in combat with their maker, but in battle, they could claim more lives than their maker. It was true though, there was no need for warriors in these days and her creations echoed that. Jack was a true warrior by heart and it was difficult for him to meld into this day and age because of his bloodlustful personality, but it was always such fun. "No no, a warrior these days would not be best, I agree. But they are so much fun," she teased.
When Pam stabbed the leaves, it was a subtle but very Pam thing to do and Sue could not help but muffle a laugh at it. "Please don't chose someone boring," she sort of pleaded. Last thing she enjoyed was a boring vampire. At the mention of Wiccans, Sue's attention directed up to the sky as if she could read the number of them in the stars. Wiccans and witches were not that much of a problem, so long as they were the organic kinds, the ones who did not enjoy creating chaos and would rather perfect their inner souls or some junk like that. However, there were those that desired power and ate it as quickly as a four day starved young man at Thanksgiving. "Do you know of their intentions?"
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Aug 16, 2009 23:20:06 GMT -5
Pam cocked her head and tried to listen for them but they were too far to notice words just yet.
"I don't know if they are just going to their beds or if they are looking for something in particular. I hope they want to start a fight...I have been teased too many times so far this evening."
Pam motioned to Sekhmet that she was going to investigate and started off to the side of the road. As she raced past her house and further into the darkness the voices picked up. Pam only hoped that Sekhmet was not far behind.
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Post by Sue Mett on Aug 18, 2009 18:44:01 GMT -5
It was good to hear that her vampire friend was still up for a good old fight. "Oh Pam you still have the spark you had when you were freshly changed," she admitted, remembering how excited Pam was to get out and cause some damage. It had always been the same, but it was great to see those that did not change too much because 3,000 years of change had left her uninterested and she just wanted some things to remain the same.
With that, Pam made a motion and then darted off into the darkness. Hopefully they would not go into the woods, Sue had on her favorite heels tonight and Pam was usually one to keep away from staining her clothes. Quickly, she darted behind Pam, closely nipping at her high heels. When Pam stopped, Sekhmet slowed down and stood next to her. Looking around, she began to try to sense a wiccan around.
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