Ethereal Nightstone
Vampyre-turned Legacy, molder of darkness and senior to all of the Legacies under Holocaust's command. Picture listed in description.
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Ethereal Nightstone stepped through her portal, Shadow staring with piercing pink eyes from her arms. Behind her, a few more shadow critters emerged from the portal before it closed off. One - a rabbit by the name of Twee - sat back on his haunches, sniffing with his nose in the air as its mistress looked around the Bar, her face blank and eyes lusterless.
Ethereal Nightstone watched with dead eyes as Twee gave out a jubilant cry as it bounded towards Doryn, jumping up to 'hug' his face. Ethereal followed at a more reserved pace. "It must follow me from time to time, or else it merges back with my psyche."
Ethereal Nightstone 's arms fell back to her sides as Shadow jumped down elegantly, twining itself between the legs of a chair. "I was told to observe you to make sure you were not suffering any lasting effects from Loki's magic. This also gives me a chance to gather intelligence."
Ethereal Nightstone 's eyes flickered slightly at the mention of other vampires - the closest thing to an emotional response she was capable of without any sort of magical tampering. "I smell them," she replied.
Ethereal Nightstone 's lips twitched a bit before she spoke. "There are different levels of eccentricity among Vampyres just as their among humans."
Ethereal Nightstone sat, Shadow and her various Companions keeping eyes and ears open from various points around the Bar. "I have come across such beings in literature, but never in first hand experience. It is fairly easy for me to detect them, however . . . two hearts sound much different than one."
Ethereal Nightstone gave a small nod. "Yes. They are rather interesting creatures . . . to be turned by a cat walking over one's fresh grave rather than being mutated." A barely tangible shadow held out a pitcher of blood and a goblet for its mistress, dissolving once she had taken both.
Ethereal Nightstone sipped at the blood. "Such places generally do attract such customers," she replied before setting the goblet back down.
Ethereal Nightstone blinked. "I could not allow him to live. Had he survived, he may have talked of Vampyres and attracted the attention of the Tri-Child," she said, as if it were obvious.
Ethereal Nightstone merely blinked in response to Doryn's remark. Twee followed after its 'friend' happily, taking the opportunity to leap at the back of his head.
Ethereal Nightstone looked up at Doryn with emotionless eyes. "It is a seperate entity from me. Commanding it to do so would not last long as well as depleting my energy due to it being one of the originals."
Ethereal Nightstone blinked slowly. "Lord Holocaust disapproves of such things," she replied.
Ethereal Nightstone 's pink eyes followed Doryn's movements as he drew his sword. "Mortals can be quite powerful as well," she reminded him.
Ethereal Nightstone placed her hands in her lap. "Yes, I should imagine," she said in her monotonous voice. Twee suddenly launched at Doryn, letting out a squeal as it sailed through the air at the Legacy.
Ethereal Nightstone 's lips went into a straight line as she watched Twee dissolved. "Doryn," she said, her tone dangerous. "I believe that was - " Suddenly her face brightened up, a huge smile spanning her face. She pranced over to Doryn, giving him a bone-crushing hug. " - great! Now we can have fun! So, silly goose, whatcha doin'?"
Ethereal Nightstone giggled. "Silly, this's what happens when Twee merges with Ethereal!" she tittered, grabbing Doryn's hands to haul him up on his feet. Bouncing a bit, she said, "Oh! Oh! I know! Let's dance!"
Ethereal Nightstone hopped up beside him, upturning a few drinks with her heavy, old-fashioned skirts. Beaming, she took his hands. "Okay! What does Doryn want to dance? Ethereal knows foxtrot, ballroom dancing . . . boring dances . . . " she trailed off, pouting.
Ethereal Nightstone tilted her head. "No tango? Ethereal and Doryn can always do improv." Beaming, she clapped her hands, summoning the vast majourity of her creatures. "C'mon everyone! Have fun!" she chirped. Her minions seemed to hesitate for a moment before doing so.
Ethereal Nightstone quickly fell into step, her clothing transforming with a flourish until it was more traditional for the dance. "You're so silly!" she giggled.
Ethereal Nightstone moved fluidly, her Vampyric grace undiminished. With a twirl, the finishing touches to her dress gathered from the darkness, tints of purple and pink visible in the 'fabric'. "Ethereal knows - grumpy Ethereal doesn't like having fun for some reason!" she said, laughing with good humour at Doryn's attempts at the tango. "Has Doryn not danced this way before?"