Clarissa Saunders's Story

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Bright blue eyes fluttered open when she heard a knock placed upon her door. She also heard footsteps and only one person could be up this early, Claude. She smiled at the thought of his name then rose up from her bed, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes with her index fingers. She then removed the covers from over her body, wearing nothing but a long t-shirt that went just above the knee and panties. She waltzed to her door and opened it, sniffing the air with a sigh as she heard someone groaning the word coffee and immediately went to find out where the noise was coming from.

"Toby!" There stood a woman now, in the door way with her arms folded over her chest. She smiled while offering Claude and Odette a small wave of her hand. "Morning, guys." Her eyes peered back towards Toby. "We have been sleep for a century of years probably and the only thing you can think about it coffee? Get it together." She said while pointing towards the door, wanting him to leave the room. She groaned while running her hand through her blonde locks of hair. Her eyes went to Claude. "So, do I have time to fix us breakfast?" She asked him while raising her hands up to her hips, lifting a delicate brow out of curiosity, waiting for him to respond to her question.

She was one of the oldest Vampire, next to Claude, which also means that she was tougher and stronger than the newborns, of course. She offered wondered what would she do if anyone of the newborns tried to test her. Would she play with? Or will she string them up by the legs and slit their throat as if they were a hog? There really were endless possibilities. "So, breakfast, yay or nay?" She started tapping her foot impatiently.

Toby blinked rapidly as he was dragged from his position on Claudes foot by Odette and into the kitchen where settled in one of the seats and watched patiently as she began to search for blood. "If you see any coffee, give me a shoot.", he called cheekily over to her before leaning back against the table and closing his eyes, just taking a step back and smiling as he felt the slight sliver of sunlight shinning through the blinds touch his skin. It was good to be aware... Now all he needed was a Coffee...

Toby opened one eye as Claude entered the room and could already feel the slight grin coming over his features at the possibility of finally getting some coffee. "Brilliant! Mind if I escape to find whatever new establishment has been set up to bring me the miraculous beverage of god?", he asked Claude in an almost pleading tone though he knew his leader would let him go without a problem. He was pretty much useless without his coffee fix...

He was already shrugging on a denim jacket as well as a set of slip-slops (As he loves to call them.). Though he was still dressed in the clothing he had slept in, the fact that it was just a tee and jeans meant he could go out without having to change... Though maybe a shower was in order... Oh, it could wait till he got back, until then, a heavy dousing of deodorant.

"Anyone want to join me for coffee?", He questioned, his hand resting upon the door handle. It was a question asked more out of politeness then anything as he was pretty sure every vampire in the room put blood over coffee... Unlike him... But he was just weird and he didn't care.

[Editing on Cyber's reguest.]

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Clarissa raised a brow towards Odetta as she walked pass her with a hiss and spoke angrily. Her eyes narrowed towards Claude, who basically did nothing to the little vermin of a daughter. She let that thought quickly remove itself from her mind before it came through her lips. Her eyes fluttered up when she seen that Claude was walking pass her but he still said nothing. She let out a soft sigh then turned heel and went back into her room. Her ears twitched when she heard Odetta's voice again. 'Brat.' She thought to herself then chuckled as she did change her clothes but not because Odetta said to, it was because she was going to anyway. She ran her hands through her hair and let it fall naturally down her back, a few strands dropped on her shoulders. Clarissa grabbed her clutch purse then proceeded on down the stairs, where everyone else was. She sit down at the dining table, leaned back in a chair, folding her legs as she listened to Claude. She nodded her head at his every word then raised up from her seated position. "Well, when are we going to hunt, Claude? Inquiring vampire minds want to know." She asked while raising one of her delicate eyebrows while waiting for a response.

Claude proceeded out of the ancient house with Clarissa. It was time to hunt, but not before observing the surroundings. He will try to stay away from Odette, let her do her own thing even though his heart as a father told him to follow her every movement to make sure she is alright. This new culture was much more different that the time he lived in. The women showed much too much skin. He was lucky that Odette was not like that. She was always sensible. They saw a cafe that seemed to be very crowded so they continued to walk down the streets, seeing many humans and nary a vampire.What did this time have in store for the new Coven?

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Rebekah smiled at Chantal when she gave her the smoothie. "Thanks Chanti." She turned to the new woman that Benson had called 'Snow White'. "I recommend the smoothies, Chantal makes them great." She turned to Keela. "Not really, I went surfing this morning." She turned back to Alaric to see him glaring at the new woman in the cafe. "Alaric. Why are you staring at her...? It's rude to stare at the customers."

Claude growled lightly at her. "Never." He replied with venom. He lost too many people to give Odette up. "My daughter means everything to me. Don't ever say that again." He explained. As they continued down the road, they saw a group of small children playing in front of the orphanage. They would be good prey but going after children wasn't something that Claude would do. They continued down the road and then when Clarissa was distracted, he pulled a young woman walking down the street into the alleyway. He pushed her up against the wall, locked eyes to make her stop moving then sunk his fangs into the woman. He was quick with the job and he drained her. Time to get rid of the body. He pulled out a small brown box from his pocket then pulled out a match. With a flick of the wrist the match was on fire and then he threw it onto the body. The body slowly started burning and for extra measure he threw another lit match onto it. The body will be a pile of ash soon. He wiped his mouth then found Clarissa. "I'm back..." He uttered, trying not to scare her.

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Clarissa didn't like seeing Claude like, let alone have him growl at her. She rolled her eyes and scoffed, releasing her arm from his. Forgot that the little brat was closer to Claude's heart that she ever will be. She sighed softly to herself because it usually takes her a minute to get over things - Especially when Claude growls at her. Her gaze was taken away from him for a moment as she watched the kids play in front of the orphanage. She then continued on walking with Claude, silently as her eyes fluttered up. 'Shoe sale?' She thought to herself as she heard Claude's voice pull her away from her thoughts. Her nose sniffed the air as she looked at him. "Wow. Next time, at least let me have a bite." She winked towards him and clasped her hand with his. "There are not many good choices these days. I mean, some of these people look yuck." She commented while scanning for her potential victim.