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Post by Ahmose on Oct 8, 2009 19:57:17 GMT -5
Ahmose was sitting on the couch in Sekhmet's living room. He was in vampire space. He was thinking of Marajan and then what he wanted to do this evening. And for some reason he wanted to cheack in on Sasha but when he thought of her he remembered how Marajan looked and how she felt and how he actually loved her. And he couldn't figure out how Sasha was like Marajan. Marajan was pretty and could be as mean as Ahmose. But as sweet as a human. He was guessing there sass and personality was similar though he loved Marajan more because Sasha was missing qualities.
Ahmose wasn't in a mood to think of that time so he went to his room and put on Fangtasia appropriate attire. And then went in his car and was there soon. And when he entered he smelt Fae and saw a very pretty young lady and he walked up to her. She to reminded him of Marajan and he couldn't tell why. Maybe the Fae blood that Marajan used to have when she was human. Or maybe the beauty of both woman.
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Post by Sue Mett on Oct 8, 2009 20:24:39 GMT -5
Sue had been wandering around in the garden, not like she really enjoyed flowers, but the papyrus and other Egyptian flowers such as Lotus plants reminded her of home and she enjoyed the enriched smell. A few sounds told her that Ahmose was around again, it seemed she would have to get used to Ahmose and Jack being around so much. Both of them were her's and she enjoyed the company of both, but putting the two together was like putting two Beta fish in one bowl, they just fought and fought and fought.
Putting them in separate bowls would help, but she highly doubted it was that easy. Ahmose only stuck around for a while before she could hear him get in his car and leave. Where was he headed to? He would probably return with a human to feast on, which sounded absolutely lovely, Sue had not fed in while, but she did not want to take Ahmose's meal, she would find her own, plus, she rather enjoyed men more.
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Post by Marajan on Oct 9, 2009 16:23:20 GMT -5
Marajan was sitting in her hotel room in Shreveport because someone said she would find her loved one here. So she began searching the Shreveport residences to find one that seemed eligible as someone who would know her Ahmose. She found someone named Sekhmet and that was possiable so she grabbed the adress and ran down to her car. She was wearing a pretty blue outfit.When Marajan arrived to Sekhmets house, it turned out to be huge and pretty. So she ran up the steps and when she did it hit her like crazy. She knew Ahmose had to of been here sometime tonight because his scent was strong. She knocked on the door. She was happy that she'd see Ahmose soon and she was wondering who this vampire was and what the h*ll Ahmose was doing at her house. She scensed the presence of a very old vampire and she could tell she was older then her and Ahmose. She spoke to the door. "Hello...Is anyone here? Sekhmet...Ahmose..." She was hoping that the Sekhmet wasn't gonna hurt her for knowing her name and where she found it. |
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Post by Sue Mett on Oct 11, 2009 21:05:57 GMT -5
First the sounds of a car driving up pierced the Egyptian vampire's ears as if the intruder had parked the car directly in front of her. Her neck jerked straight as she looked up to see where it came from. Not long after, a knock sounded at the door and Sue heard the intruder ask for either herself or Ahmose. She could smell vampire so she knew that she was not a pesky human that could be exterminated, but she was a much younger vampire. Seniority ruled in favor of Sue if a fight would follow.
Moving with a speed that only a vampire can accomplish, Sue showed up at the front door and opened it wide. It really did not matter. Since there was a vampire at her door, the vampire could not enter unless Sue gave her permission, so cracking the door open was no more safe than flinging the door wide open. "Yes?" She asked, her eyebrow raised and her hand on the door knob. Whoever this one was, it did not matter, nor did it matter how she found out that Sekhmet lived here with Ahmose, what did matter was-
"What is your business here?"
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Post by Marajan on Oct 12, 2009 19:32:28 GMT -5
Marajan's held her none existent breath as she waited to see who opened the door and when someone did she noticed that she was very beautiful. "I am looking for Ahmose." She was hoping that this vampire wasn't his new lover and if he shoned her this fast. But she noticed that she was older then him so it wouldn't be who she thought it would. "I am his creation and old lover." Marajan looked at the opened door and all she thought that this woman was going to get her to the one she loved.
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Post by Sue Mett on Oct 12, 2009 20:03:55 GMT -5
The one in front of her spoke up and stated that she was Ahmose's creation. "So he has been busy all these years," she nearly smirked to herself. This one was sweet, a bit too sweet for Sue's taste, which was why Ahmose was the one who turned her, not Sue turning her. "Please, come in," she said, stepping away from the entrance so that her grand-creation, I suppose you could call it, could enter her mansion.
"I believe Ahmose is out for the night, I heard him leave not too long ago and I'm not sure when he will return," she said as she began walking towards the kitchen. While she could speed there quickly, it was not worth the effort, so she sauntered to the fridge, grabbed two bottles and put them in. "I suppose I could show you some hospitality. I am Ahmose's maker." When the microwave beeped, she opened it and walked back to where Marajan stood.
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Post by Marajan on Oct 16, 2009 17:09:09 GMT -5
Marajan nodded before entering the house and headed towards what looked like the living room. "That's fine," she was about to mention that if she could just tell Ahmose that she was around. He would be able to find out exactly where that was. She took the bottle and sat down on the couch wanting to know more of this women. And if her and Ahmose's relation ship was like his and Marajan's.
"So...Are you from Egypt like him...and me?" she asked quietly, wondering what was to much. "And how did you come to know him and make him?" Marajan remembered her life with him, before and after her change. "And I hope this isn't to much...but I haven't met you...and you are my makers maker...actually he never told me about you at all."
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Post by Sue Mett on Oct 17, 2009 11:54:14 GMT -5
The two moved into the living room and Sue passed Marajan a bottle of True Blood before opening her own and sitting on the chaise. How old could she possibly be? She had to be much younger than Sue had expected, she was quite the conversationalist. Still, maybe she just wanted to know more about her maker, Sue could tell they had a close connection that most vampires tended to stay away from, possibly lovers.
"I am Egyptian, yes. I made him because he was the perfect rebel. He will have to bore you with the details as they are not fresh on my mind at this moment," she replied rather bluntly. Not a second of her memory of being turned had been lost, but she did not remember the details of turning Ahmose or Jack, even. The boys would know that better. "He did not? That is understandable, he's always been quite independent."
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Post by Marajan on Oct 17, 2009 20:58:54 GMT -5
Marajan seemed to relax a lot at the sound of it wasn't anything like her Ahmose's relationship. "Well, I will ask. I really want to know." She was the type to want to know anything and everything. She was a know-it-all to some extent.
At that Marajan was surprised. Ahmose independent. She never felt he was like that. At least not while they were together. Marajan wanted to find out about his past, or at least the stuff that this women would know. "How was he when he was with you?" He seemed to be different by what she heard so far.
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Post by Ahmose on Oct 18, 2009 9:23:17 GMT -5
Ahmose was in his car heading back to Sekhmets. He wasn't in a parting mood anymore, he met a women named Haylee but he still couldn't stop thinking about Marajan. He wanted her and needed her. He didn't understand why it was coming on like this but when he got to Sekhmet's he calmed. He felt her presence and it didn't take him long to make it in to Sekhmet's house and to the living room.
"Marajan..." he whispered. Ahmose didn't even register Sekhmet's presence, all he saw was Marajan. He stepped closer wondering how she found where he would be and who he'd be with. "Why....How...What..." he couldn't figure out what to say. Then he noticed Sekhmet and stopped his trance.
Ahmose went and sat on the couch next to Marajan. "Evening Sekhmet." He never told the two of each other for many reasons. One was Marajan and Sekhmet had different views of him. And he didn't want the other to know of the different sides. Sekhmet knew of his wild side and Marajan of his loving side. As well as many other things. He didn't want Marajan to find out about his evil side and Sekhmet about his good side. "How did you two meet?" He wanted to know what they have talked about and how long had they talked.
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