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Post by Ahmose on Oct 29, 2009 15:26:02 GMT -5
It was the day after the Halloween party and Ahmose was sitting in the car wearing the outfit that Marajan picked out. It was black and beautiful. She was wearing a matching dress and looked magnificent. The were on there way to formally introduce her to Eric. "Ready Darling," he said at the door flashing his fangs to the bouncer before walking in. He knew exactly were Eric always was, in the middle. So he headed his way towards him, letting Marajan follow behind. "Eric," he lightly bowed. "This shall be my child Marjan but she prefers Mary Jane." And he'd never understand that concept. He saw Pam behind him. "And you know Pam," he said lightly to his child. |
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Nov 1, 2009 0:53:45 GMT -5
Pam wanted to throw up on Ahmose every time he came in the bar. However since she hadn't eaten anything in over 200 years, the likely hood of that happening was very slim. Maybe she could glamor a human to do it...that would be something to think about.
She nodded politely at the two vampires but didn't speak. Eric had to officially address them before Pam could utter a word. Her master had been in a foul mood all evening. She dearly hoped that nothing would happen between Ahmose and Eric. That was one mess she didn't want to deal with ever. "Sheriff of Area 5, allow me to present Ahmose of Sekhmet and Marajan of Ahmose. They are seeking permission to live in your area."
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Post by Marajan on Nov 3, 2009 17:15:12 GMT -5
Marajan was walking hand in hand with her vampire man, her sweet and charming man. She was wearing a beautiful dress she picked out to match Ahmose's delicous outfit. When they were at the door, she followed Ahmose's lead and flashed her fangs. Marajan followed Ahmose to wear Pam and a man from the Halloween party, Eric, was his name. She smiled at Pam and Eric as she was introduced and lightly bowed her head like a good little vampire child. Though she scooted closer to Ahmose hoping to be protected in anyway shape or form. |
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Post by Eric Northman on Nov 6, 2009 0:01:37 GMT -5
Eric was bored. He was bored of vampires coming in and out of his area. This was getting to be a bit much. He knew his bar was successful but he doubted it was this much of an attraction. Eric glanced up as Pam made the announcement. "Pam, you are such a stickler. Always work with you, never any fun." He grinned at her his fangs partially bared. He quickly dropped his smile as he turned his attention back to Ahmose and childe.
"However, she is always right when it comes to the rules. That brings me to my next issue. Tell me, was the first thing you did when entering my territory was go on a little shopping spree? From what you are wearing I can assume that the answer to the question is yes. What I am failing to see is why you would do that and not come see me directly. The other thing that I can not understand is why you would then go to Bon Temps to that silly human ritual and I had to be humiliated in my own area because I had to be introduced to you at the shifter's bar."
Eric gripped the arm of his chair. It began to splinter under his grip. "I offer you every courtesy Ahmose by letting you live in my area. Having Sekhmet as your maker has also let me over look the several insults my second has suffered because of you. I am sure that I don't need to remind you that Pam is not only my second in command but I am her maker. Insulting her is the same as insulting me. She tends to get out of line at times but when she does it is my job to correct her actions." He released the arm of the chair and placed it under his chin.
"So now you can see my predicament. I now have to make an example out of you so that all other outsiders will stay in line. We do have rules here for a reason. If you can not adhere to these rules then you do not need to be living here." He was insulted beyond belief. There had never been a time that he wanted to lash out irrationally more than now. Having spent most of this time building his empire and trying to keep with the mainstream, Eric was not going to be made a fool of with one instance. "I am not so unreasonable that I would ask something that I didn't think you could deliver but none the less an example has to be made."
He leaned back in his chair and grinned wickedly. "Tell me, what exactly do you think I should do with you?"
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Post by Ahmose on Nov 6, 2009 17:16:36 GMT -5
Ahmose was going to be respectful to this man but only for Sekhmet, he but his hand on the small of Marajan's back to tell her not to talk at all. "Sheriff, I am aware of these rules but she came to me. I didn't even know she was here until she happened to be at Sekhmet's when I got back from my time here. Also I spent the night after with her here and thought she would of introduced herself, then or before she found me." Ahmose wasn't one to take sh*t from anybody definitely someone like Eric. "And she didn't mean that, and when you mentioned it at the shifter's place I was astounded. And these clothes she owned before hand but she did hit Pam's store which was my assumption as well but I should ask next time."
Ahmsoe looked as he griped his chair,"I know you do Sheriff and I am sorry about your child. I had reasons for the disrespect but am over that silly human so it won't happen again." He looked up at Eric because he didn't condone of rule breaking either. "You do whatever you have to. I didn't do anything wrong but I understand my child did and do whatever you need." Ahmose took his hand of Marajan's back and let her say whatever she needed to say.
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Post by Pam Ravenscroft on Nov 6, 2009 23:46:23 GMT -5
Every day was a great day to be Eric's childe. Today was especially great day. Ahmose was nearly throwing his childe under the bus to avoid a confrontation with Eric. Her eyes lit up with wicked intent. "Eric, how would you feel if some one kept me away from you? Or if some one were to force me to work for your worst enemy?"
She smiled at Ahmose and tilted her head slightly. "She is very cute. I am sure we could find something for her to do."
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Post by Marajan on Nov 17, 2009 16:28:03 GMT -5
Marajan looked up at Ahmose as he let her take blame. Though it was her fault for not doing what she is supposed to do. She normally behaves but she was in such hurry to see Ahmose. And she kept her mouth shut during this whole time. And she was hoping they weren't going to kick her out. That she did not want at all.
Marajan stood next to Ahmose and looked at Eric and Pam. But still keeping her mouth shut to let her Maker do her bidding. Just like she used to with her father.
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Post by Eric Northman on Dec 6, 2009 2:28:53 GMT -5
Eric's lips quirked at Pam's suggestion. "Yes Pam, I see what you are getting at. The punishment definitely fits the crime. Ahmose, your childe's fate has been decided. She will work here at Fangtasia and report directly to Pam. My second will decide what duties Marajan will do and if this is unsatisfactory to you, I can think of other things much more unpleasant."
His fangs were bared and Eric was ready for a fight. He snickered. With his viking blood, no one should be too surprised.
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