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located in Las Vegas, a part of Dark Extinction, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Livia Ardelean Character Portrait: Mephistopheles Character Portrait: Valentine Loup-Garote Character Portrait: Blake Kansas Character Portrait: Jian Fen Character Portrait: Clodagh An Character Portrait: Claudius Kim
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The moons pull finally ebbed and the wolves returned from their homes among the trees to their homes within walls. Lord Valentine Loup-Garote, much preferred his home among the trees, where his skin did not feel too tight, the walls too close, even if the walls were sitting on over forty acres of unmolested land.
He strode up to the castle steps to find his young ward waiting for him. Clothes folded neatly over his arm. The boy was mortal, but he did not fear him in this form. He was a massive beast, gray and black fur clumped together in tufts by old, dried blood, mostly nearly his talon thick fangs. Gold eyes scanned the boy, who was no older than 19, tall and lanky, dressed for the times, looking woefully out of place standing on the stone steps, besides a towering wooden door, of the castle. The beast looked at him and the boy graced him with a warm smile and waved. "Welcome back, Lord Valentine," he said, the boy was Ethan Squire, an American, the accent had been something that the wolf needed to get used to when he was given to him. The Squires had a pact with the wolves for generations and had usually been French, much like the wolf himself, in recent history, wolves began to spread throughout the world, along with the Squire clan. This one, had the, unfortunately, pleasure of being from America and had been raised away from his true roots, his family having died in a horrific massacre that claimed the lives of many of wolf as well.

The beast rose to his hind legs before he allow the Change to fade, and his mortal skin grew over his natural one. Ethan immediately approached him, robe unfolded and already draping over his still sore skin. "Have a good run?" Ethan asked and Valentine, standing tall, tugging the robe more conformably over his shoulders, grunted. "Cool," Ethan said, expecting nothing else but that response and followed behind him as they entered the low lit castle. It was a sprawling estate, having been updated with electricity and Internet for Ethan's sake. Electric sconces lit the hallways that lead to the main hall where to stone stairwells lead up to the second floor one leading left and the other right for their respective wings. "Well, You've got a message from the States," Ethan said, almost too excitedly for Valentine's taste. Valentine cast him a sidelong look, pausing before he reached the stairwell. He knew the boy missed home and while Valentine tried to make him as comfortable as he could, it would never be the same. He couldn't fault him for that, even if the idea of going to that commercialized country irked him to his very core.

"From whom?" Valentine said, his voice still rough from three nights of lack of use, not that it would change much. Ethan patted himself down before finding -apparently the proper pocket with which the letter had been hidden. "Uh Mefah--stah-foo...I have no idea how to say-"
"Mephistopheles," Valentine said sparing the poor boy further embarrassment. "What does he want?"
Ethan shrugged and popped the wax seal open and pulled the letter free. He frowned at the paper and Valentine arched a thick red brow. "Um, I don't know this language." He said and Valentine frowned. "
"I know, You had me learn 14 languages, this is not one of those." He said and handed the letter to Valentine who took it wordlessly. He twitched a frown."Latin."
"Latin, Who speaks Latin?"
"You will, eventually."
Ethan gaped. "I just started to understand Mandarin"
"Then this should be simple, no new characters for you to learn." Ethan dropped his shoulders and sighed and murmured something in Mandarin along the lines of "Why can't I learn something cool like Klingon or Dothraki."
"Neither of actually those exist," Valentine said and Ethan flinched. Admittedly, Valentine's Mandarin was rusty but he knew enough.

"Am I going to have to learn every language in the world or just the ones you know."
"Yes."
Ethan dropped his head in his hand in defeat. "What's the letter say?" Ethan asked Valentine looked it over with a huff. "We are going to America." He said and Ethan frowned, Valentine didn't have to look at him to know
"Alright," Ethan said, obviously dissatisfied with the answer given. Valentine handed him the letter and continued moving.
"Lord Valentine Loup-Garote, It is time. Vegas, 24 hours." Valentine said and Ethan gaped at him. "Vegas? We're going to Vegas, in less than twenty-four hours? It's time for what?"
Valentine didn't answer and Ethan sighed. "Alright, I'll prepare the jet." He said and Ethan was off, and Valentine made his chambers. He was not looking forward to this but he knew what this was about. It wasn't hard to guess, the American Pack had dwindled and the moon wasn't looking very bright for the European Pack either. He knew now that this wasn't an isolated thing. It didn't take much to figure that the other Dark Species were being cut down by those mortals and their Dark Metal as well. He sighed heavily, stroking his beard. What could the demon possibly hope to gain with the Dark Species meeting?


After a plane ride and painfully long car ride, Ethan drove up to the towering Caesar's Palace Hotel and Casino and Valentine grunted. He never bothered with Rome, he couldn't handle the pomp of it all. There were things that he appreciated but it was the people he couldn't stand. "Am I staying outside for this one" Ethan asked as they pulled up to the entrance where a valet waited. Valentine looked at him through the rear-view and thought about this. There were many reasons why Ethan should stay far from this meeting, with half of them wanting to eat a young mortal like him, Valentine would be even more on edge than he already was, however, Ethan served a purpose, squire wasn't just his last name, he was just that, and while the classical meaning was obsolete, he had other duties, alone of them being this god-awful technology he seemed to be obsessed with. Valentine knew nothing and wanted nothing to do with it. However, it ran the world and Ethan was a pro. He had a feeling he would be the only classical-minded one of the bunch. "No, but stay close" He said and he saw Ethan tense. He turned around and he frowned. "Uh, Boss, should I be worried?"
Valentine looked him in the eye. "Yes,"
With no further explanation, Valentine opened the door and stepped out of the car. He stretched, cracking his back, and neck and made his way toward the entrance. A woman approached him but he ignored her. He could smell the concentration of Dark Species and followed his nose. Ethan, however, hung back and listened to what she had to say, Valentine didn't bother to listen, it was Ethan's job to handle these little things. He did, however, wait for Ethan to catch up to him.He lifted his hand before Ethan began to tell him what he was told. "Alright, I'll handle it but the meeting room is-" Valentine looked at him, blankly. "You already know, Okay." Ethan said nodding and they made their way toward the room where a few of them had congregated already. Valentine said nothing as he entered and merely glanced about the room. As far as he could tell the Witchand the Vampire wasn't not hear yet but who knows that could have been killed off for all he knew.He was about to find his seat until his eyes found a red haired woman, a shifter.

Suddenly, his pulse quickened, freezing him in place, Ethan crashed into him but Valentine couldn't move, he couldn't pull his eyes away from her. All sound ceased and was replaced by a ringing in his ears and tunnel vision for nothing but the an wombefore him. He tried to will this away but he knew what this way and couldn't accpet it. He was Imprinting. The thought finally brought him out of it and his sense were heiger then ever. He could sense her now and she was....concerned.
"Boss," Ethan hissed quietly and Valentine blinked, finally able to pull his gaze from the woman. He looked at Ethan, wide eyed. "Are you okay or Should we go?"
"No," Valentine rubbed his face and took his seat, as far away from the woman as he could manage. "One day, I'll learn not to ask you multiple questions at one time.," Ethan murmured standing at his side. Valentine took a deep breath, steading his beating heart. He closed his hands and rested his lips on his finger, looking foward, or more speciafally anywhere the woman was. Now, was not the time for this.