Description

Name:
Victoria Vee Calirillo (Pronounced: Cali-re-low)
Nickname:
Vick, or Vicky even though she isn't too fond of the names. Her mother calls her Vee some times though.
Age:
31
Race:
Human
Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Likes:
|| Her Daughter's ( ♥,♥ ) || Spending time with her daughter's || Action Movies || Coffee || Hunting || Going to the shooting range || Singing || Working || Cooking || Cleaning || Reading books || Vanilla || Roses || Cheesecake || Music || Going to her youngest daughter's ballet recitals || Going places with her daughter's || Shopping || Vacations || The Beach || Speaking Italian || Horses || Puppies || Going to Church every Sunday ||

Dislikes:
|| Cats || Vampires || Werewolves || Getting sick || When her kid's get mad at her || When other's are hurt || Chinese Food || Crying || Getting to close to the supernatural || Hand to Hand combat || Staying up late || Cancer || Getting Sick || Players || Heights || Alcohol || Parties ||

Fears:

Her daughter's dying
I can't live without them. I love them to death and wouldn't let anyone hurt them if I could help it so if either one of my girl's died I don't know what I would do."

Dying
"My girl's need me so if I died I know my girl's would be crushed and would have to go to my mother's. That's the last place they need to go for a very long period of time, an extremely controlling woman's home."

Heights
"Roller Coasters are a no, if we go to a hotel and get a room on the top of the hotel or something I won't look out the window. I hate high heights."

Her Cancer coming back
"I had cancer before, its been in remission for quite a while now so all I can do is hope and pray it won't ever come back."

Dreams:

To see her daughter's go to college
I don't really want them to do what I do. Fight off/ Kill vampires and werewolves. I want to see them be successful, go to college, and start a family."

To become a Chef
"I had gone to college to become a chef but honestly I finished it but never really used my skills in life. Hopefully in the future I can become a really good chef."

To live a long, fulfilling life
"I don't need a husband to make me happy, as long as my children are successful and happy then I'm happy. I want to live a long life, long enough to see grandchildren and maybe even great grandchildren but even if I just see my grandkids grow up."

Secrets:

Her Daughter's
"I know you shouldn't keep your kid's a secret but because of what I do. It's too dangerous and I'm only trying to protect them. Only specific people know about them, well not including the kid's at school and my girl's friends."

Use to have Cancer
"I had stomach cancer but after a while of chemotherapy and such it went into remission. Luckily it was in it's early stages when I noticed it. I had the cancer when I was 24 and I can only hope that it will never come back for the sake of me and my daughter's."

Was Married before
"He wasn't very nice to my daughter after she was born and he ended up leaving me not too much later after my first daughter was born. We had a one night stand after he came to visit Bri and of course I got pregnant again. That's how I ended up with Emmy even if I haven't seen him since I told him I got pregnant again I wouldn't change a thing. I love my girls and wouldn't change a thing. I don't need anyone to help me with my girl's."

Personality:
{ Motherly, Kind, Secretive, Protective, Serious, Independent, Clumsy }

Violet is a very caring women, often helping those who need it. She takes care of people just like she would want someone to take care of her girl's if they ever needed it. After her first daughter was born she learned that she had to be more mature than she was, taking on a more mature behavior and acting like a mother to several people. While many might try to take advantage of her or lie to her she sees through it all, taking on that mom roll again with seeing through some lies and people who are trying to take advantage of her. Yes she is kind, trying to help those who need it but not to the point where she is overemotional and can't say no to someone who she thinks may need help. She cares for those who really need it, using her mind and heart before making a complete decision.

Which leads me to the fact that when because she is so motherly and has two daughter's it is some times seen as she is a bit secretive, keeping her life on lock down. People who she works with every day, and other's who she doesn't trust completely or don't go to school with her children wouldn't know that her children really even exist. Its not that she doesn't want people to know that she has kid's its just that she is afraid to bring her children into her world into what she does. It's not a kid's world, and they don't need to know that stories and myths are actually not too far from the truth. With this said leads to me to say that she is very protective over her loved ones. She would do anything for those she loves to keep them safe. Not to mention that if someone were to be in a tough situation she would help them if she needed to. Not that she would automatically jump in she would wait until she thought it was necessary due to the fact that many people can take care of themselves and may get angry if she tried to protect them or help them out. She tries not to be overprotective. Of course when it comes to being protective or when it comes to disciplining her daughter's she becomes serious. She knows when to stop being this loving woman who just wants to make people happy. When it comes to killing/fighting vampires or werewolves she becomes very serious, of course taking her job seriously. She knows when to be serious and when she can joke around. She has her boundaries and doesn't always take people's crap no matter how patient she may be.

Finally you need to know that she is independent, not looking to anyone to take care of her. She feels like she shouldn't have to depend on people because the last thing she needs is to start depending on someone only to just be let down when they let her down. Basically she takes care of everything herself, taking on a small job that would not only allow her to pay for a very nice sized apartment- of course near where some of The Cacciatori live- but also would allow her to pay the bills and not have to depend on someone else to help her out with those kind of things. She loves being independent, taking care of herself and her girls all by herself. That is why after she went to college and decided to move away from The Cacciatori she took on a job as a caterer, while she may not make a great pay check for doing her catering for rich people, she does make a fairly good pay check because she works with people who get fairly well paid too. It's mostly a part time job due to mostly because she tries not to be too busy to much because of the job of finding immortals too. Finally it is very noticeable that she is well clumsy. She can't help it, some times she trips over air while other times she trips over her own feet. It isn't always the best thing especially if she gets into a tangle with any vampires of werewolves, but still she seems to manage. She has tried her best many times to watch where she steps but yet she stills unable to do so. Either way that is her personality and how you feel about her is up to you.

Place of Origin:
Dallas, Texas

History:
Victoria was born on a small farm not so in the country. It had been noted that many people built their home around their small farm. She was the oldest out of five other children. Lucie, the second oldest was born a year after her. Kacie and Lacie the twins were born two years after Lucie while Trey was born a year after that. Another pair of twins Gracie and Luca was the last one born- born a year after Trey. The family wasn't really the happiest family you have ever met. While non of them experienced domestic violence or anything along those lines it just wasn't working out in the family. Victoria's parent's weren't really getting along after Gracie and Luca was born, mostly because Victoria's father found out that after they moved to Rose, Italy and two years after they moved to Rose, Italy that Victoria's mother had joined a group set out to kill the immortals. He couldn't believe her, mostly because he didn't believe that they existed until the family had been attacked one day while Victoria's mother had been out searching for the immortals. By this time Victoria was 7 and was practically the mother of the house, taking care of her brothers and sisters while her mother worked on searching for immortals and her father took care of his own bar.

Well after the attack from a vampire, though no casualties, Victoria's father left her mother, taking all of her brother's and sister except for her and the twins Gracie and Luca. This left the twins and Victoria to her mother and a new place to live. Constantly over the years her mother when her mother wasn't working she was out partying and meeting new guys leaving them to constantly be moving around. "When you are older Victoria you will understand what it is like to party and meet Italian guys. They aren't like the guys from Texas." Was something her mother said which of course had Victoria rolling her eyes. Vowing that she wouldn't be like her mother, and that she wouldn't abandon her family kind of like how her mother was. Over the next few years Victoria became more like a mother to her sister and brother that lived with her.

Once she was 16 she sadly became a little like her mother. She started not caring, and went into well what some may call her rebellious stage. She started to run away and care less about her family. She ran away often, some times going to her boyfriend's house while other times she went to one of her best friends. Why? Well not to do drugs but just to get away from her family. Ever since Victoria turned 16 her father tried coming back into her life which Victoria wanted with open arms but her mother didn't. Controlling her family and not allowing them to leave with their father to spend even a little bit of time with him. Over the next few years and after a few years of running away she gave up and decided just to be there for her siblings. Her mother of course being controlling and keeping her at home, forcing her into clubs and sports that she didn't really want to do. Victoria was controlled by her mother until she was out of college. Why until then? Well it is because Victoria had no money to go any where else so while she lived at her mother's home she had to practice to become apart of The Cacciatori. She refused one year and went to live with her dad. It last only a year until eh kicked he rout because she wouldn't get a job due to the fact that she wanted to focus more on school so once again she lived with her mother who taught her how to fight, use a gun, a crossbow, and how to get in touch with god even though Victoria was way ahead of her mother on the god part.

Finally after many a couple years of training she met a male when she was 21 who she got married to not to much later and soon enough got pregnant with her first daughter(who at the moment just turned 11 years old). They moved in together, Victoria got a job in a small restaurant as a chef but that didn't last long because a year later her daughter was born and she committed a lot of her time to her daughter while her husband paid most of the bills, only going back when she was 23 years old, her daughter was two, and her husband was now her ex-husband. Unsure of what to do she allowed her father to take care of her daughter, taking shifts with him so that she could be there for her daughter even if she was working. Also so she didn't have to go to daycare. Though of course once she was starting to really get used to everything and everything was falling into piece something messed it all up. At 24 she discovered that she had cancer, Stomach Cancer at that. Luckily it was at its early stages and was caught quickly. Currently it is in its remission stages and Victoria fears that it may come back. Once again she got back into the jist of things, working towards helping her family out by herself with no husband to help her. She managed of course like she always did. At 25 she got pregnant again after a one night stand with her ex-husband who of course once again left after hearing she accidentally got pregnant again. At 26 her second daughter was born and then she joined The Cacciatori with her mother. Since then she has worked on taking care of her family, getting a job as a caterer, a decent sized apartment, and taking care of her daughter's while paying the bills. She may not have the best history in the world but she doesn't talk about it much mostly because she doesn't want people to know. Especially since only a few years ago did her mother die after being killed, though that isn't too important, or at least not to other people other than her kids.

Theme Song (s):
TBA? Maybe.

Anything else:
None

So begins...

Victoria Calirillo's Story

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#2014-01-17 22:37:29, as written by Vix

Tensions were high as black SUVs surrounded a small home on the outskirts of Rose, Italy. Speedboats came along the waterside of the home, docking and releasing a number of men and women dressed in black and armed with crossbows, rosaries, and holy water. It was like a scene from a movie as they swarmed the house and kicked down the doors, crashing in through the windows. Who were they and why were they there? An average onlooker wouldn't have the slightest idea, figuring that the rather peaceful residents might be drug dealers. Anyone looking at the scene could tell that the residents were either not there or the suits simply didn't find what they were looking for. A rather official looking man emerged from the home, ripping off his tie and throwing it to the ground before dropping to his knees in prayer. The house was completely devoid of life, not a single trace of vampire in the home. Either the leeches knew they were coming or their source was lying. Doctor Lennox was displeased that their trip to such a pitiful excuse for a town had turned out to be a waste of a ten hour drive and three hour preparation with a team of thirty men and women. They would be back on their way to Rome now, leaving in a hurry and without a care as plans were made to torture their prisoner for correct information this time around. As they drove away, golden orbs gave a light shine from the bushes nearby. Anyone looking from the outside would have sworn to Heaven and back that it was a giant black bear that was watching them before taking off.

Location – Rose, Calabria, Italy – Luna Foresta – Casa dei Lupi Luna
Time – 5:28pm
Setting – Rose, Italy is hardly a city compared to the nearby cities of Rome, Milan, Venice, and Naples. It is still a beautiful little town, nonetheless. It's a quiet place and not really much goes on around there, easily overlooked by most people and not exactly a tourist hotspot. It is home to an ancient and proud Pack of Werewolves, though the numbers have dwindled since a major attack on them ten years ago. They are one of the many Packs that are dwindling in numbers, as many Packs across the world rarely have any more than ten or twelve members, most of them under the age of thirty. Their territories grow larger each passing month as the Cacciatori close in and wipe out the surrounding Packs. Living in Rose is also a small Coven of Vampires, finding it easier to dodge the Cacciatori than the Werewolves but still endangered as many of their fellow Immortals. The danger is not as much in Rose as it is in their neighboring big city -Venice- where the Cacciatori rule the world of daylight more so than ever. But every day, the Cacciatori get closer to discovering their whereabouts. After a close scare one week ago, the Vampires have teamed up (and moved in with) the Werewolves, hidden in the large forest outside of Rose.

{From Doctor to Alpha}

“Papa! Papa!” Janelle was the first to greet her father as he walked through the door. The burly man had anticipated her jump and caught her midair, swinging around with her. “Janelle, quello che ti ho detto di battere la gente a scuola?” His deep voice was stern as he stopped spinning with the small girl and watched as her green eyes were cast down. “Mantenere al minimo e non dimenticare di farle tenere la bocca chiusa.” He nodded as he set her down on the floor. “Esattamente. Quindi - La prossima volta, meglio tornare a casa per una storia la vittoria meno la chiamata dai vostri insegnanti.” The Italian man planted a kiss atop his daughter's head and ushered her off to finish her lunch before taking off up the stairs to the “Alpha Cave”. His room was the largest bedroom in the house and it was filled with things that you'd think you'd find in a hunter's lair; Trophy heads from various animals, a bear skin rug, fur blankets. The only things he didn't have were guns, having a particular distaste for the weapons.

The Alpha shed his uniform suit and tossed it into the hamper before donning a simple black tank top that hugged his cut muscles and a pair of loose denim pants, sliding a belt through the loops; he wasn't a fan of the sagging style. He let out a brief sigh of relief, hardly feeling comfortable in a suit even after so many years of being stuck in one. He ran his fingers through his thick, ebony mane as he left his room only to come face to face -sort of- with his son. Little Monster Mike looked up to his father with his innocent, soulful blue eyes as he spoke. “Ho bisogno di un nuovo libro. La Psicosintesi. E ' del dottor Assagioli tesi di dottorato.”, he stated plainly before walking away from his father to join his twin in the dining hall for steak before dinner would be started. He was hoping that his father would take them hunting.

The Alpha gave a curt nod with a lifted brow and parted his lips to warn his son about his hijinks, knowing that Monster and Trouble were planning something for the vampires, but the adorable boy was already running away to plot and chow with his sister. Shaking his head, the older man found his gaze shifting to the left. He walked down the hall some to meet a dead end where the wall was covered with picture frames holding portraits and pictures of all members of the Lupi Luna Pack, past and present. His favorite was that of himself with his mother. Janelle Chloe Carter (nee Molinelli) was one of the eight children of Alberto Molinelli and the last one to die. His mother, his uncles, his aunts, his grandmother, and his grandfather. They had all died at the hands of the Cacciatori but all of them -even himself- were too fool to look past their war with others to think the humans were capable of it. As Michael looked back now, thinking about how some things didn't add up... He knew it had been them.

And they would pay.

He didn't know when or how, but they would. Lately, he felt like giving up and sometimes he felt as though his family were all rolling over in their graves. His own brother and Beta with a vampire fetish, his Delta a halfbreed who seemed (embarrassingly) more Wolf than most of the other purebreds in the Pack, and his Scout a Half-Breed running around with a handicapped human trying to have the best of both worlds. If the pickings weren't so slim and her loyalty not so...wishy-washy, he would have killed the fool of a human by now. But, so long as he was safe (or alive, at least) she remained. Michael tended to brush off the smaller wolf when she moaned and groaned about his children harassing her and her human.

He honestly didn't care and assured her that she was doing it to herself. But, she was just a stupid kid. She wouldn't listen. That was fine. When they both realized how dangerous it was for them to be together, he wouldn't have to kill anyone. For now, he had just banned the boy from his land. While she was an irritating little thing, Juliana still had Wolf in her and her cousin, Grace needed her. Right now, he didn't have time to worry about some stupid girls though. He needed to find his brother. And Scarlet. He definitely needed to find Scarlet.

Heaving a heavy sigh, the Alpha turned away from the wall and made his way downstairs in the massive cabin out the in woods. This home was designed to house an entire Pack. As a child, he could remember when his mother ruled nearly fifty wolves. This home wasn't originally designed to be a home for everyone, but for those who had no other place to go. His grandfather had built this home with his wife and children after migrating to Rose from Rome.

It was originally just a secret summer home hidden in the hills of the forest of Luna for he and his family. Albeit, a large one. But he welcomed his Pack members when they needed a roof over their heads. It was the one place of his that the Cacciatori never found. Those who had gotten close died before coming within two hundred yards of the cabin by the lake. Michael had inherited two hundred acres of the forest from his grandfather who had been buying land for decades. It was great because it was all posted and hardly anyone trespassed. Those who did usually turned up dead anyways.

Michael had been raised in this house with twelve other young Werewolves - There were so many memories here. And now he was welcoming vampires...His grandfather and mother would take turns skinning him alive if they were standing before him right now. But maybe they would understand. This was for the survival of their races. If they knew what he knew, they wouldn't be so angry. He closed his eyes for a few moments and then opened them as he made his way into the large main dining room where his two children were hovering over a plate of raw steak and a piece of paper. They were incorrigible.

“Scarlet!” He threw his head back and called for her, letting loose a howl afterward that reverberated from every corner of the house and echoed outside as he called for his Sentinel.

It didn't take long for Scarlet to appear, an old fashioned camera in one hand while her other hand brushed leaves from her hair. “Hai chiamato?”, she said with an easy smile as she stopped in front of Michael.

Junior and Janelle looked over as Scarlet came around a corner, seemingly occupied with a camera before glancing at Michael. The children's faces lit up with bright smiles, readying themselves to dash away from the large table and embrace her with a hug - Janelle mostly wanted to tell her about the boy that she had beat up earlier at school and sent to the hospital with both legs broken. She was literally one narrowing of the eyes away from getting expelled. It was times like these when Mike wished that they had teachers in the Pack like they used to; younger Werewolves tended to have a lot of trouble getting through school with a perfect record.

Focusing on the task at hand, he gave his children a stern nod so that they returned to their scheming before wrapping Scarlet in a tight hug. “Ho fatto. Ho bisogno di tenere un occhio su alcuni dei vampiri. Non preoccupatevi di pattuglia, dovrò Grazia e Paolo su di essa in tua vece.” Scarlet happily returned Michael's hug, focusing on not thinking too much about his arms around her. “Nessun problema, Capo.” Scar replied with a playful smile as she pulled away.

He gave her a bashful smile as he reached up, towering over her even more as he did, though he was only scratching the back of his head. “E ho bisogno di guardare Ryder intorno a quelle zanne femminili ... e non esitano a dirmi quando esce di linea.” Rather than speaking of “stepping out of line” as people usually did, referring to rude or hostile behavior, he was more concerned with Scarlet checking to see if Ryder would be flirting. His dark brown eyes were pleading with hers as he looked into her blue orbs, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Scarlet placed a gentle hand over his and met his gaze, “Non ti preoccupare, terrò d'occhio la situazione.” She made a promise with a reassuring smile. He was the Alpha of the Pack so following his orders was literally written into her DNA, but with Michael, Scar would have done so anyway.

In the background, Janelle was making kissing noises and little Mike was rolling his eyes, obviously displeased. Mostly because he had a childlike crush on Scarlet, partly because his sister was being immature and he thought it was unbecoming of her. He grabbed her hand and their notebooks, exiting quickly with a glare towards his father. Michael gave a soft laugh and lifted a brow at Scarlet. “Credo che dovrei guardare fuori. So che il tuo ragazzo è pazzo geloso.” A teasing smirk appeared on his face as he let his eyes roam over the female in front of him as he quickly changed the subject to something lighter.

Scarlet couldn’t help but laugh at Michael’s remark. “Io avrei paura anche se piccolo Mike mi ha messo sulla sua lista nera.” She joked, the corners of her mouth lifting up into her own smirk. Scar ran a hand through her hair, turning slightly to watch the children leaving the dining room. “Ma non preoccuparti, io ti difenderò.” She added, her smirk turning into a grin as she gazed back up at the Michael.

“Oh? Scarlet proteggere me. Mi sento talmente sicuro.” That actually made him chuckle a bit as he tried to imagine a situation in which the much tinier female Wolf would ever be in a position to defend him. That was mostly his ego talking; He was a pretty big guy. Most people never pegged him as a doctor. They always assumed that he was a mechanic or a construction worker. Or a model. It was flattering.

Scar gave a nonchalant shrug before raising her eyebrows and smirking at the large Alpha. “Va bene allora, mi limiterò a sedersi e guardare come il mio ' fidanzato geloso ' ti insegna a non giudicare in base alle dimensioni.”, she teased, flashing Michael a cheeky smile. Scarlet couldn’t imagine a time when she would be needed to defend the giant standing in front of her, especially not against his nine year old son. That didn’t mean that she wasn’t willing to tease him about it though.

He gave her another hug as he checked his watch and gave a sigh. “Vamps dovrebbe essere sempre presto. Gioia.”

{From Warrior to Diva}

One week. For one week, she had been shoved into a room that she shared with all the other vampires. She didn't just share the room with them, she was bunking with them. Sure, the beds had curtains in front of them to be pulled shut and the beds were very comfortable and the room was light tight... But how the hell was she supposed to get any privacy sharing a bedroom with seven other vampires? It was outrageous! She didn't even have enough closet space to fit all of her clothes, having to ship quite a few outfits out to her home in Iceland. Now she only had twelve measly outfits. It was barbaric. Okay... Not really. But she did enjoy having her privacy and her choices. For the past few days, she had contemplated simply leaving for a Coven more of her...caliber. But she decided that being this close to the Wolves was a once in a lifetime opportunity that no other Coven would be able to grant her. That, and she enjoyed that none of the other vampires pried for information. Though, the lack of conflict was an absolute bore. She'd have to make some trouble later.

Regardless of whether she felt like leaving or not, here she was. She was the first to rise, her eyes open long before the sun had begun to set. She had been lying with the curtain pushed back some so that she could feel the warmth of the sun stinging the side of her face. Cheveyo's blood was wearing off and the sun was beginning to irritate her flesh but she found it comforting nonetheless. As the sun said its farewell, she pulled the small curtain over the window shut and rolled over, right out of bed. She was the first to shower out of the eight and she took her sweet time doing so. The water was hot enough to burn flesh but it didn't bother her any. She enjoyed the heat, as it reminded her of her childhood when her father would find hot springs for them to bathe in. It was always a nice break from the usual ice and snow.

She opted for a rather “Plain Jane” outfit for the night, as opposed to her usual choice of clothing that didn't quite seem to fit the small village of Rose and most certainly not the surrounding forest of Luna. But her black and white outfit was just plain enough while at the same time satisfying the vampiric necessity to look fabulous. Her hair was dry within seconds after a quick bit of pacing at top speed, leaving her hair as fabulous as she was. But perhaps that was just her ego speaking.

Pshaw! What ego? She was simply...confident.

A fanged smile of bliss on her face, she left the bathroom, her fingers curled around the silver chain that rest around her neck before making her way out of the shared bathroom, through the shared bedroom, and down. She hadn't taken too long earlier that week to map out the entirety of the massive log cabin and she had to admit that she adored the architecture. Many parts of it were newer, more modern. It had been updated to accommodate the inhabitants. But there were still unchanged parts of it that she could simply stare at all day. Like that entrance! Positively perfect!

She'd draw it later, most definitely before anything happened and they had to leave. Or, Odin forbid, the Cacciatori found them and burned down the beautiful home. But her focus right now was on the wine cellar. She had spotted a particular brand that tickled her fancy earlier that week. No, it wasn't a nice 1970 Henri Jayer Richebourg Grand Cru, Cote de Nuits, France (She doubted these Wolves could afford that), but a more recent, twelve year old bottle of Kvöldsól. It was made using krækiberries; she used to eat them as a child and the wine they made was simply amazing when mixed with some nice, organic, O positive blood.

Her fingertips trailed along the bottles until she found the right one, plucking it from the shelf and speed off to the “guest kitchen” which made her wonder why the hell they needed a guest kitchen? Did they not allow guests to dine with them? Should guests feel flattered or offended that there was an entire wing of the home just for them? Sure, the good stuff was located in the Pack's end of the house on the west, but still. She was a bit bothered when she would cross to the west side of the home and receive a few dirty looks. Either way, she was content with the cozy guest kitchen, pouring a glass of the wine and glancing up to see a young Native American man appear with a glass milk bottle filled with red liquid.

“Gott kvöld, elskan. Engin hvutti passar dag?”, he teased as he handed her the glass of blood and watched her mix it with the wine. “Gefðu hvolpinum um tuttugu mínútur eða svo. Hann verður hér.” She took a long sip before leaning back against the counter. “Fara á undan og höfuð út til Rómar til að kíkja á viðskiptavini okkar. Hittumst þar síðar.”

Their exchange was brief, the male disappearing in a flash of blue light and leaving behind a scent that made her skin tingle with warmth, reminding her of a bakery. Jack was the only other vampire she had let meet Cheveyo, but she had never told him what Chev was. As far as the majority of the world was concerned, Faeries were myths. And she was going to keep it that way. Thinking of Jack, she wondered where the young thing was right now. She wanted to go for a run with him and show him some flowers that Cheveyo had shown her centuries ago.

Translations (In order of dialogue)

“Daddy!”
“Janelle, what have I told you about beating people up at school?”
“Keep it to a minimum and don't forget to make them keep their mouths shut.”
“Exactly. So – Next time, I better come home to a victory story minus the call from your teachers.”
“I need a new book. La Psicosintesi. It's Doctor Assagioli's Doctoral Dissertation.”
“You called?”
“I did. I need you to keep an eye on a few of the vamps. Don't worry about patrol; I'll have Grace and Paolo on it in your stead.”
"No problem, Chief."
“And I need you to watch Ryder around those female fangs...And don't hesitate to tell me when he steps out of line.”
"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on things."
“I guess I should watch out. I know your boyfriend is crazy jealous.”
"I’d be scared too if Little Mike put me on his blacklist."
"But don’t worry, I’ll defend you.”
“Oh? Scaret protecting me. I feel sooo safe.”
“Alright then, I’ll just sit back and watch as my ‘jealous boyfriend’ teaches you not to judge by size.”
“Vamps should be getting up soon. Joy.”
“Good evening, love. No doggy sitter today?”
“Give the puppy about twenty minutes or so. He'll be here.”
“Go ahead and head out to Rome to check on our clients. I'll meet you there later.”

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#2014-01-23 22:42:48, as written by Hallowed777

Victoria mumbled something softly in her sleep, gripping the blue and dark purple bed sheets tightly. She tossed from side to side unaware that her youngest daughter was lurking at her doorway. In her hold was a dark brown teddy bear as she slowly made her way towards her mother who was obviously having a bad dream. "Mamma? Mamma? Sei sveglio?" Victoria heard the faint voice of her youngest daughter coming through her room. Victoria let out a very soft sigh as she rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up. "Yeah, sorry. I didn't mean to take a nap for this long." She responded, throwing a glance at her clock then towards her daughter who slowly made her way to sit on her mother's bed. The young girl holding a teddy bear tightly in her arms as she watched her mother carefully. Victoria smiled lightly at her daughter, reaching out and pulling Emmy(her youngest) into her arms. She held her clothes, smoothing the orange-blonde locks from her face. "Vuoi andare a prendere qualcosa da mangiare?" Victoria asked her daughter, quirking an eyebrow slightly at her. "Dove è tua sorella?" She added suddenly, pulling her daughter even closer and kissing her forehead gently. She grinned, carefully taking Mr. Waffles from Emmy and holding it out in front of her. Emmy reached for it, "Mr. Cialde!" Emmy exclaimed and let out a soft giggle. Sort of ignoring her mother's questions by just answering them with a shrug. "Ti salverò!" Emmy leaned forward and grabbed at her teddy bear that her mother was holding away from her. Laughing Emmy squirmed in her mother's arms and tried her hardest to get her teddy bear.

After several minutes of Victoria holding the teddy bear her daughter finally gripped the arm of the bear tightly, squinting her eyes at her mother Victoria could see that her daughter was trying so hard not to laugh at all. "Mommy! Mr. Waffles! I got him fair and square!" Emmy giggled out as she pulled gently on the teddy bear's arm. "Alright, alright fine. Here why don't you take Mr. Waffles, get dressed, and we can go get something to eat. After that I'll have June come over and babysit you guys while I go to help out at that church I told you about." Of course while she took her daughter's to church she just didn't take them to this church. The church she was talking about was also the place that she worked at every now and then when it came to looking for vampires. She tried not to be out often more than she should not that it would make a difference but still. She wanted to be here for her daughter's instead of having some other girl take care of her children while she was gone many times. This was the time that Victoria released her youngest, who jumped up and ran from the room, and also when she stood up and began to clean herself up. Throwing her hair into a messy bun, and out of her pj's then into her more casual "mother" outfit.

Once changed she gathered her girls, demanding that Emmy gets out of her ballet dress and her eldest daughter Marie to change into something more appropriate for dinner. Once her daughter's were dressed and ready to go she loaded them all into the car and they all went to dinner some where. Discussing several things in Italian as well as in English. Upon returning home Victoria called the baby sitter then she kissed her girls good-bye. Once the baby sitter arrive she left the home and went straight for the church where another part of her daily routine would take part. Upon her arrival to the church she looked for Dr. Joseph Lennox. Why? Well mostly because she just needed to know if anything happened while she was gone or what was going on next.

Not so secretly I don't know Italian so if anyone does and I get things wrong... sorry.Thank you Google Translate.

Alright in order from first Italian words to the last:
"Mom? Mom? Are you awake?"
"Want to go get something to eat?"
"Where is your sister?"
"Mr. Waffles!"
"I'll save you!"

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