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Alesso Von Burgentine

''Dreaming in white, splatter in red, blue faced terror I bid you goodnight.''

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a character in “Blood and Chocolate: Nightfall”, originally authored by xfaithyx123, as played by RolePlayGateway

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''Dreaming in white, splatter in red, blue faced terror I bid you goodnight.''
Valkyrie II: Lucuna || Varien






General information
Nickname:
Al, Elle, Blue rose
Age:
Appears: 22 years old
Factually: 189 years old
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Vampire/Human type:
Home Vampyrus Sauria






Appearance
Height:
6'9 foot
Weight:
123Ibs
Eye colour:
Normally: Pink red.
Minor thirst: Purple red.
Mild thirst: Maroon red..
Severe thirst: Blood red.
Hair colour:
Strawberry Blond || Ginger

General Description:
Alesso is a almost ghostly pale individual and when you look close enough his skin has a scale formation, because of this, his skin is as smooth as a snake's pelt. It is also hard enough that not all guns fired at him will pierce his skin on first try unless armour piercing. His eyes were reptilian, pinky red like a albino but he has short wavy ginger hair. His ears are slightly more out and pointed at the tips with white gold piercings in them. One piercing from his lip connects to his right earlobe with a delicate white gold chain. His cheeks are also pierced, his left side of his nose is a hoop through it and his bridge is also pierced. He has a affinity for white gold. He was born from a vampire and ghoul relation so he was born a vampire but because of the unusual circumstances, he as a long thin scaly flesh toned tail that he hides in his trousers.

His teeth like rows of shark teeth, he tends to smile without opening his lips to refrain from frightening anyone. Often found in loose attire like loose tanks with a netting top underneath, commonly white and ripped trousers at the knee that are of dark colours and some steel toe black polished boots with studs on the side and spikes at the back of them. Long white claws of the un-retractable variety that can claw into metal if he wishes. His fingers, legs and arms even seem to be longer due to a unaccounted for growth spurt. You could say his tail and longer limbs is a form of deformation but he still looks like a beautiful being, just he can reach places most can not. He is also nimbled bodied that allows him to be very flexible and appear in small unusual places of his liking but he is toned also.






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Mentality
Personality:
He is a quiet lingering presence, he never really goes away unless he loses interest and if you have jewels, consider them already gone because he wants all the shiny things. He is a thief in that regard. But he is also a brute when it comes to... cleaning a mess up in the form of bodies or people that have expired in use. He has a facade of a shy, gentle but tall soul but he can often turn it around and be the soul of a party, especially in raves, overloading on music, sweet alcohols and glowing attire like bangles, necklaces, earrings and belts of re-purposed long glow sticks. But he rarely delves into romance, with the affinity to bite in such explicit forms of affection, he is more likely to sleep with a blood stained bed.

Destructive, envious and possessive of his possessions and people that it could be dangerous to ever threaten to take them. Often going into fits of rage like a child but he is smart... He could very much use it against his opponent and get close enough to rip their throat out and most likely disembowel them. He is a nasty person for that. He is willing to go that far, worse to even try keep victims alive for his own enjoyment when he can get someone to feed from or is allowed to go town on someone's ass. But besides this, he is quite tame but once he is your friend he tends to try do everything to please you from hanging out with you at clubs, cooking you meals in your own house... cleaning your house.... your clothes, gifting you and watch over you when you sleep...

Likes:
  • Colour white
  • Art
  • Tattoos
  • Piercings
  • Shiny things
  • Cold weather
  • Jagermeister
  • Wine
  • Dark chocolate
  • Silk
  • Gifting

Dislikes:
  • Hot places
  • Slow music
  • No partying
  • Liquorice
  • White chocolate
  • Beers || Lagers
  • Scent of bleach
  • Being alone
  • Boredom
  • Being angry
  • No disembowelling





History || Family || Associates
He was born from one of his father's ghouls, the man was an old elder, about 800 years old, he knew better... Deformed children were a common thing for Sauria vampires when mixing with humans, ghouls or other vampiric races but he procured a son without better judgement or protection. Alesso's mother died through the birth, she was a 100 year old ghoul but looked as young as 32 and she was red haired and blue eyed. His father having the pale complexion when she was slightly more tanned but he had brown hair and yellow reptilian hues. He is still alive his father, in fact they still meet up. Despite being only slightly deformed his father, Ruvik Von Bergentine fell in love like any father would but it surprised him. He spoiled his little boy, devoting his time to him and making sure he got only the best care. He was well off.

Over the years he grew, looking like his father and mother with the exception of his small tail, longer limbs and pinker reptilian hues. Learning to walk took longer and often in his younger years he needed physiotherapy to help his legs, fingers and arms from seizing up, which caused him pain and almost had his lower body become paralysed until his father had no choice to break his bones and have them mended in the right places again. Painful indeed. He was bedridden for a long time but that was when his love for anatomy came to fruition and differing gun schematics and a silly idea of having a casino. But over the years of getting his license as a doctor and surgeon he met Alan F White. From there he took him in and slowly the man warmed to him and he taught him English then slowly spoke about each other, getting to know one another through a personal history and over the years both of them started to deal in guns, which came to fruition rather quickly thanks to Alan's social skills and management.

It was then that they decided to make Alan the leader of the gun's trade and he work where Alan could not, being that he was uncomfortable in crowds. He worked to get hirelings and because the pair of them were differing vampiric race sin the beginning other vampires were not so reluctant to work with them. There blackmarket operation grew so big that the silly casino dream came true but he prefered to be the one behind the scenes when it came to being known in the public eye as one of the biggest and loved casinos and hotels in Las Vegas. More the controller of men and workers as well as some muscle since despite his lanky apparition his strength was unexpected and unaccountable. So he is Alan's business partner and he lives with the man in his ivory tower to this day. His father owning most of the hospitals in Las vegas and he comes to visit them, over getting the attention from press being Alesso's father and connected with the elusive casino and hotel owner, Alan F White.

So begins...

Alesso Von Burgentine's Story

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The music was loud, the rythmic beat felt as if it was pounding inside his skull but the man sat at the bar didn't mind this one bit, it just added to the atmosphere in the room creating a thick and primordial, animalistic charge that hung in the air as the customers either raved to the beat or sated their varying thirsts. Smiling to himself as he saw the revellers having a good time whilst the staff tried their best please them, the figure sat at the bar picked up his drink and downed it's content; feeling satisfied at the burning sensation of the whiskey and a coppery taste of something that wouldn't be found in a lot of people's cocktail. After ordering another drink the man lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag on it before letting out an equally long exhalation the individual scanned his environment; as he looked past the usual customers and the "entertainers" he noticed the owner of the nightclub was no where to be seen but his favourite pet, one which was rumoured to be the owners right hand man despite only being a worker, was working the floor as he usually did, the man he was looking for on the other hand was as absent as the owner.

Hmm, Petrov mentioned the parte codardo di merda would be paranoid but this is ridiculous, the man scolded in his head picking up his fresh drink and once again downing the contents, his one good eye fixed on the entrance. After some time had passed, his mark finally showed up and headed towards the watching man, his head was down and the man looked like he would run as soon as the watcher made any movement as he shuffled towards the bar. "H-hey there Carth what's with the sudden meeting, ey?" The newcomer asked, squirming as he made himself on one of the stools next to the more imposing man. "Well Jacob it's the usual stuff, one of us has been running amuck amongst the donatore dii sangue and Petrov's found out," Carth mentioned light heartedly a casual grin on his face as if he was filling in an old friend on the latest gossip, noticing a slight tremble in the smaller mans lower lip, "And he's asked us to get rid them." At this last sentence Jacob seemed to visually relax, causing the grin on the other man's lips to retract I to a smirk.

With a nod of his head he signalled the bartender who had been waiting on them to serve them two drinks, Carth's usual: a whiskey cocktail containing sugar syrup, single malt whiskey and his most favourite liquid, A- blood. For the man who was no longer squirming on his seat, a screw driver was poured but with something else added to it as well, a little something extra Carth had tipped the barkeep to add once the mark had shown up. Picking up his own drink, Carth saluted both the man behind the bar and the man sat next to him and drank his beloved liquor in one gulp and waited for the other man to follow suit, to which he did as on que. With the smirk still on Carth's face he asked for his tab and payed it, grabbing Jacob under the armpit and half dragged him out the back exit, the drug that was added to the drink was now taking hold of the man as he made no attempt to resist the only thing he could do was whimper. When they where safely out of everyone's sight in a back alley that stunk of urine, Carth threw the man into the closest pile of refuge, his whimpers growing in intensity. "P-please don't do this, we're buddies right? You wouldn't kill a buddy over a mistake right?" Jacob begged on his knees, tears in his eyes a glimmer of hope in those brown doe like eyes that maybe he could squirm his way out of his inevitable demise. "I don't make the rules." Carth said flatly, as he pulled out a colt .1911 from a hidden holster attached close to his left shoulder and attached a silencer that he produced from his pocket.

"It's nothing personal." And with that said, he placed the tip of the silenced gun to the begging mans forehead and pulled the trigger, shielding his face from the splash back as Jacobs vitae as the man's body slumped backwards, bending it's back in an unnatural way. His job still not finished the armed man placed a carefully aimed round into the body's heart and that was it, job over although conscious wise it wouldn't be over for another week but still he was done and that was all that mattered. He detached the silencer and placed everything back were it had previously been, he even went has far as picking up the spent cartridge and dropped it, nonchalant into the closest trash bin. He needn't worry about the body being discovered, it would be nothing but dust in half an hour or so, with that on his mind he pulled out his mobile phone and called his employer. When the call was accepted he stated, "It's done Petrov, the 'miscreant' has been dealt with. If you need anything else I'm just a call away." He let out a loud sigh as he hung up, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it, hopefully that's it for the day but... The night is still young.

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Character Portrait: William Ridley Character Portrait: Shiro Yurei Character Portrait: Isuke Chitaru Character Portrait: Enoch Hendriks Character Portrait: Elizabeth "Liz" Tan Character Portrait: Iven Breton Character Portrait: Zhang Guiying Character Portrait: Carth Insidiatori Character Portrait: Robb Roswell Character Portrait: Kaito Tomoe Character Portrait: Alan F White Character Portrait: Jill Schwarz Character Portrait: Anais Calverleigh Character Portrait: Neptune Amaterasu Character Portrait: Alesso Von Burgentine Character Portrait: Petrov Yurei
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William's deep pink eyes narrowed as he peered over the shoulder of his guard. "Who is that?" He demanded thrusting a narrow pale finger at the screen, the blurry image of a man flickered at the bar. The guard blinked and leaned in squinting at the screen.

"I dunno." He muttered. William smacked him in the back of the head with his cane.

"Don't give me I dunno. Give me names. Watch him, and figure out who that other man is." He snapped. He knew from experience that these things didn't simply go away. He needed to take action before the shit storm blew in his direction and ruined the crops he'd worked so hard to sow. He turned away, leaning on the silver handle of his cane and pulled out a cell phone. It was an old flip model colored purple and green as most of his things where, the image of a white rabbit printed on the front. He pressed a few of the buttons and typed in a message before flipping it closed then left the security room, leaving the guard chatting on the coms.

William walked down the narrow halls that lined the upper floors of his club, he could feel the vibrations of the electronic noise coming from the dance hall of the night club but the sound itself was muffled thanks to the money he'd spent in noise cancellation insulation, it still made he head ache, which was why his own living quarters where several stories up still. These floors belonged to the staff and for the few who could manage to afford a private evening with one or two of his ghouls the price was higher than admittance to the club AND the Feeding floors combined so the rooms on that level where never filled completely. William took to the stairs and carefully worked his way up them, hoping that his Little Cat got his message.






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Robb, meanwhile had been on the stage. Treating the guests to suggestive glances and winks as he shook his arse on stage. He'd started off in little more than a fluorescent green suit coat and pants and a loosely done purple tie, his pale shapely torso visible to all as he danced to those who enjoyed that sort of thing, tossing his tie and coat into the audience until all he wore was the pants low and revealing on his waist, an equally fluorescent pink G-string just visible. Robb had felt his waist vibrate as William paged him and he finished up his act, bowing low and giving the women at the front a wink of his blind eye, and a grin. Robb had a body nicely suited for his job, thin, his stomach flat but not emaciated, muscles just rippling beneath his skin. For an 87 year old he had a body to die for. He left the stage and pulled on a dark purple dress shirt over his bare torso inquiring on the nearest guards what had happened.

"Some suspicious guy spotted at the bar. Spotted him going off with another guy might've been drugged. He wants us to bring the guy up to him for payment." The guard said. All the guards where dressed in all black with the logo of the club stitched on their breasts and a purple and pink tie. They all wore earpieces and radios and they all carried both tasers and guns. Every single one of the guards where big burly men with at least basic training in the art of subduing a rowdy party-goer. Half where also trained in killing vampires.

"Why does he want me out there?" Robb asked, exasperated. The guard merely shrugged. Robb sighed. "Two of you come with me, let's go offer this man a rare visit with the White Rabbit."

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Against The Sun || Opening Theme || Rootkit



Alan and Alesso the night before had been out for the usual 'clean up' of undesirables in the city causing havok. Of course there was other reasons for doing this part from making sure the completely insane, feral or deformed beyond saving nightwalkers were out of sight... Or gone by request. Both Alan and Alesso were like towers, quite fitting and perhaps ironic as they lived in The Ivory Tower on top of their Casino and Hotel that they built together. Penthouse level. Of course, they weren't the only ones that lived there. A young girl, Anais Calverleigh lived with them. Both of them, doing the same thing as kill lowly vampires, all but husks of their former selves. They stumbled onto her, frightened to death. Alesso took one look at her and instantly wanted to take her with them. He embraced her, keeping her intertwined in his elongated arms and clawed fingers. A gentle giant. Keeping her close but had her watch as Alan slain the beasts that ended her normal life, and her brother. A harsh sense of justice, a brutal thing for such a young thing to see. She also saw something that was not very common for a vampire to do that night, but she - of course, kept it to herself.

Ever since then, the young lady, Anais Calverleigh had resided with them. Getting a life of glitz and glamour, from poverty to riches. Perhaps this was God's joke and gift to her. Wiping her clean of her old life with a swipe of claws and red in her vision. Cruel, but rather wonderful for her. Of course these two men were not exactly normal, that much was clear from the night and as well as their behaviors. Contrasts of each other yet they also resided in a strange harmony. Her included. She was very much treated to the best by them, but of course. She also resided in their business world too. Working as a presenter, host and manager at times in the Casino and Hotel marked as 'The Ivory Tower.' But behind the legitimate books she was also there to deal, presenting unimaginable firepower, help heads roll and manage differing vampiric hirelings. After all, every tower has its closed walls, its dirty laundry... The girl was strong, Alan and Alesso saw this instantly the moment she did not die. Though she would have a privileged life she of course had to do her own work in their weird, frightening but exciting world of wonders.

Every time Alan came from a night of hunting, in the night he would be quite sickly for a time, sometimes in pain but once that passed he would awaken and be rather full of life and energy. So he finally slept peacefully once the pain and burn ended and when he opened his amberish hues, blinking a few times he rubbed sleep from his eyes. Feeling warmth on his back, claws threatening to scratch into his chest he sighed. ''Alesso.'' The man in question, actively spooning Alan, all to happy to be there, rubbing the side of his face into the back of Alan's neck and hair made a happy and dreamy. ''Hmm~?'' In response to Alan, the tip of his browny red tail wagging as it was wrapped around Alan's ankle. His slightly pointed ears twitching to his voice as Alan spoke further. ''Get off.'' Alesso whined sadly, the words making him only squish closer to Alan, which just sighed again before barking his name again. From there, Alesso hissed lowly before smiling with a whine at the end as he pulled away. ''Okay... Morning Alan.'' He sat up in the large king sized bed, which was Alan's. Alesso had his own room but had actively watched Alan sleep for a long while before slithering his way into it with him. Sneaky devil.

Alesso crawled out of the bed, his arms, legs and fingers rather elongated. The man was actually slightly deformed from his...lineage of where he came from, not exactly a pure blooded Sauria thanks to his father. But his father, Ruvik Von Burgentine loved him very much. The man owned all Hospitals and medical centres in Las Vegas, rather smart and well known for his own talents in human anatomy and care. Alesso hummed to himself as he slowly rose to his feet, stretching his long limbs. Alan looked away as he sat up in his bed and got out of it. Both men not particularly shy of one another giving the fact they were both in the nude and didn't bat an eyelid about it. Alesso looked at Alan as he walked into his bathroom, doing his business and getting into the shower even though the night before he went into one to wash himself of any blood before hand, just like Alesso had done. But Alan was a particular man of class, taste and perfection. Perhaps a bit OCD but other than that, which the gentleman. ''Alan, you should relax for this day and night. Perhaps socialize. Take Anais out with you. She can keep you all nice and calm no? et out, have a drink~'' Alan didn't answer until ten minutes later when he came back in with a towel. By that time Alesso went off on his own and slipped into a loose white shirt, formal black trousers where he kept his tail hidden and some formal shoes. Slipping a black and deep blue waistcoat on just returning back to Alan as he finally replied.

''Drink and me don't get on.'' Alesso giggled some before snapping back a response playfully. ''Don't drink then. Just take the lady out will you~?'' Alan frowned at Alesso then walked to his wardrobe getting into a white suit without a tie, slightly open shirt that was light blue. He also had a old pocket watch he wore around with him then he slipped some white formal shoes on before turning to Alesso as he closed the wardrobe doors. ''I will think about it.'' Alesso smirked, clapping his hands then turning away and started to walk out. ''Good good.''

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At first, Anais thought she was looking at herself in a mirror. Green eyes, a cat's eye green, stared back at her, unblinking. She could see, this close up, that the eyes had flecks of darker green hidden within the almost neon green, and each individual eyelash that failed to move, as the eyes didn't blink. Anais stared back, before she leaned forward to breathe on the mirror glass, expecting it to fog up. Except it didn't. And that's when she realized.

Those eyes staring at her weren't hers... They were Stefan's. She noticed his short, spiky black hair, the pallor of his skin, and the bloody wound that steadily dripped blood onto the wooden floorboards on his neck. She remembered where she was... Under the bed, hiding from the terrifying monsters that had torn her family from her in the worst way possible. She muttered his name, and shuddered as she felt a cold, clammy hand wrap around her ankle.


Anais had to stifle a scream by hiding her face in her pillow. She hated dreaming about the day she lost her family, even if it was the day she had met Alan and Alesso. She still didn't know what to think of the pair - Alesso, although sweet, did have a habit of watching her sleep, and the pair had some... secrets... she knew she couldn't pass on. She thought highly of the pair, for saving her life, even if they couldn't save her family. Huffing out a sigh, she hauled herself out of the bed and hurried to get dressed - today it was her exquisite blue silk floral dress, trimmed with pink, and a short white apron, carefully embroidered with blue and light green, and her black boots, before remembering her knife, and sliding it into the custom made sheath in her boot. It made things easier that way. She ran a hand through her hair, and, with one look in the antique mirror that hung on the wall, she slipped out quietly and made sure to close the door.

The Ivory Tower always caught Anais by surprise. Even though she'd lived there for who knows how long, she could still remember the edge of poverty she'd lived in before her life had changed so dramatically. With memories still fresh in her mind, she hurried over to the piano in the corner, playing Clair De Lune by Debussy quietly. It was her favourite melody so far, and one of the first her Mother had taught her. It was her favourite, too. She let her thoughts drift away as the notes created a lovely atmosphere of nostalgia - at least, nostalgia for herself.

She heard muffled voices coming from Alan's room, and shook her head, smiling to herself. The two were the strangest pair she had ever met, and she only turned when she heard footsteps heading towards her. Her hands drifted away from the ivory, and she turned to face Alesso. "Master Alesso! Did I disturb you?" She frowned to herself slightly. "I am indeed sorry if I did so." She brushed her black hair away from her face with both hands, and tucked it behind her ears.

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''Dreaming in white, splatter in red, blue faced terror I bid you goodnight.''
Valkyrie II: Lucuna || Varien





He smiled as the young girl in question that he wanted Alan to take out was at the Grand cherry oak polished piano. Such a lovely sight to see her in bright clothing, so vibrant and alive. Void like hair running down her back, like a silent hymn to remind everyone that though the star shined, darkness was there, but even that was like a siren's call. He could imagine her when she was older to have men at her feet. What a lovely sight that would be. Of course, himself and Alan would be the only men she would look up to, just as he liked it. He smiled, showing a bit of his sharp teeth, his pinky red hues bright and slightly pointed ears twitched to the notes played. But then they abruptly stopped.

He blinked, looking at Anais as she turned, her hearing was getting so much better with training... He smiled at her as she spoke, greeting him then instantly apologizing for disturbance that was none-existent. He made a small sound of entertainment before slowly putting his hand out and running his two fingers along the wooden piano, watching them before pressing a few keys. He stood taller than almost any man and Alan was even taller. He looked down at her with his reptilian hues, smiling continuously, his voice quiet and clear. ''You play this number almost everyday... A memorial of someone perhaps? How sweet. No doubt a female's influence otherwise your fingers would play the piano with so much pressure and rustic behaviours of a man's gentle touch, which still holds firm on a woman's hip. Such soft hands... Definitely a woman's touch was here. No doubt your mother's. May she rest easy and smile on her daughter to this day.''

He smiled to Anais slowly, turning to her and crouching down to her level, running a clawed hand with elongated fingers through her void like locks. ''No worries, Anais. We were just getting up. Alan is moody as usual with our.. nightly duties. He was terribly sick. I have told him to take you to the The White Smile. Perhaps a bit of outside time will be good for you, and him. He needs to socialize more. I am sure you can... keep him calm.'' He smirked some before making a happy sound. ''My devil in disguise~'' He chuckled before standing, sighing. ''I must attend to the hotel, much to do, much to do.'' He began to walk away, talking to himself, to create the checklist like he always did.

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After he was settled into his attire, spraying some aftershave, he sighed as he looked in the mirror. Looking at the dark tattoos on his face down his temple area, even on his neck and ear. It was detailed, almost telling a story of his life... It was a part of him that held pain and achievement both. How he hated and loved it all at the same time. He brushed his hair of snow white locks, tightened his braids before making his bed and fluffing the pillows. Once he was happy with it he tried his hair with the blow dryer then headed out of his room, closing his door gently behind him. He was full of sighs today, rubbing sleep from his eyes and holding the bridge of his nose, shaking off some remaining part of his headache then he walked over to Anais.

One hand in a pocket, he smiled as he approached the pair and looked down at the young woman before her, so nicely dressed in her own creations. It was often that he would sit, watching her for hours with some wine as she created her clothing while he looked at his business stats. Often including her to get her eyes on it and to make sure she understood some things. He even thought that once she felt more confident, she could open her own shop with the many dresses she had created. She was very talented. ''Hello Anais, did you sleep well?'' He looked to one side before sighing lightly and smiling again. ''Perhaps we should go out tonight. Give you a chance to wear some of your night out clothing? How does the The White Smile sound? A few drinks and some dancing perhaps would be nice for a lady like you no?'' He smiled with a small chuckle to himself, nervous already at the thought of being surrounded by unknowns. But at least he would know two individuals... And they owned The White Smile. Nice connections to have no?

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Anais watched as Alesso brushed his fingers along the keys of the piano, a beautiful, cherry wood instrument, and once again marvelled at how tall he was. He was incredibly tall, and thin, yet not 'lanky', as many of her generation would call it these days. She listened to his kind words, trying to hide the blush that coloured her pale cheeks pink. He was absolutely correct in the fact that it had been her mother who had taught her, and she couldn't hide the small smile that crossed her lips when he mentioned her mother. "Thank you for your kind words, Alesso." She thanked him quietly.

However, when he knelt to her level, and brushed his hand through her hair, she couldn't suppress the shudder that ran down her spine. She sat very still as he did so, though, and breathed slowly through her slightly parted lips. She was relieved when he reassured her that he that they were just waking up, which calmed her down slightly. He also told her of the plans to visit the club, 'The White Smile' - a club that had lower levels for vampires and Ghouls. Unsure of what they were doing there, but knowing that Alan was, in fact, a business partner, she nodded her head once before watching Alesso walk away, muttering to himself. She made a mental note that she would have to help him out later.

Alan had entered just as Alesso left. He smelled strongly of aftershave, and looked very attractive in his suit, with one hand in his pocket. She looked up at him from the piano stool and smiled at him in return, running a hand through her hair where Alesso had touched her. As he spoke, she smiled once again, before standing up slowly. She could pick up on his nervousness. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're safe." She smiled again, before drifting back into her room for a few minutes. When she appeared again, she was wearing a black number, accentuated by a silver brooch that pinched the longer material at her hip. It was one of her newer creations, intended for the hotel, but since she hadn't actually been to a club before she had no clue what to wear. The black contrasted with her skin nicely, which also accented her facial features, and she wore no makeup, as always. She hoped she looked more appropriate than the blue silk dress she had been wearing casually, and smiled once again at Alan. "I'm not sure about the dancing, especially in my boots, but I can give it a go." She shrugged nonchalantly, as if it didn't really matter to her, before smiling again. She was nervous and excited for what they had in store.

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Every stripper and guard in that club was a pair of William's own eyes and they watched as Alan, Alesso and their lady Anais made their entrance followed by their flock of hungry camera vultures. Just what he needed. A body in his alley and cameras on his doorstep. William had made it to his office by the time word of their arrival reached his ears and he sighed. His bad knee throbbed angrily. "Offer them a private feeding room if they'd like and tell them I'll be there to greet them in a moment. I need.....some time." He said, a bit irritably to the young woman that had approached him. He needed to deal with a certain mercenary first. He pulled on a dark purple suit jacket and put on a striped green and purple tie that matched the pants that he wore then he placed a short maroon tophat with a hot pink feather tucked in the ribbon wrapped around the base. He looked tired but he willed a bright grin to lighten his face. "I have an expectation to uphold to be the mad rabbit of the White Smile." He muttered to himself, straightening his bowtie. He then stepped into the express elevator that went straight down behind the main stage.




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"My boss requires your audience. Whatever sweet maiden you have calling you will have to wait." Robb said after taking a deep draw from the cigarette. "He's decided to offer you a free pass to a feeding room for the evening. As much blood as you'd like.....and women. Surely after such...." He glanced at the pile of blood stained ashes that spattered the wall and trash bins. "distasteful work.....you deserve a moment of peace and pleasure, after all....peace and pleasure is what we offer here."

Robb watched Carth closely, his icy blue-green eyes steady. He was quite a bold ghoul, with confidence enough to stand right next to a vampire without the slightest bit of concern. Then he gave up the sly ruse, knowing the man wasn't likely to skip out on his master's call for a night of partying. "This is a club, sir. Not some pit stop for you to take your dirty work. There's a price to spilling blood on this property. You will be expected to pay it."

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''Dreaming in white, splatter in red, blue faced terror I bid you goodnight.''
Valkyrie II: Lucuna || Varien





Since the early evening where everyone in his and Alan's home at the top of 'The Ivory Tower' Hotel and Casino and woken up and left him. More so for Alan and Anais to bond and wind down. He had been managing the Casino's incomes, customers in the high class suites, Getting bookings for birthdays, weddings and so on and finally guard detail, though admittedly Alan had always been better with the men and women. He seemed to be able to get on with all Vampiric races where himself had trouble often finding himself wanting to rip a few throats out. But once this was done he sighed in relief as he went back into the private elevator back up to his home.

After using a keycard only himself, Anais and Alan had to get into their home and he reached the top, the door opening and he stepped into his living room. He sighed, smiling and showing all of his sharp teeth and he threw his briefcase and wallet onto the couch. ''Finally! Away from work~! Time to get to the real work~ Fun fun fun...'' He rubbed his hands together as he walked to the open kitchen and he opened a cupboard and started to make himself a caramel latte. Humming as he waited for the water to boil. When it was done he poured his drink into a tall latte glass and put whipped cream, caramel sauce and chocolate powder over it and finally put it on a saucer with some chocolate. He would not lie. He loved such detailed and sweet things.

With that done he kicked his shoes off and loosed his tail and went to his office and opened a book with room designs, music choices, menus and entertainment ideas. ''Alright. This should get everyone into the casino for the Annual Charity Ball.'' He sat back in his leather computer chair, eating a bit of white chocolate as he spoke aloud to himself. ''Everyone loves Masquerade balls. Means you can be mean without getting told off.'' He chuckled before sitting up straight and picking up the office phone. ''Hello. Alesso Von Burgentine here. Oh great, perfect. So it will be ready for tomorrow night as planned? Oh great. Did the drapes and crystals go up alright then? Oh thank god. I would of been so upset if they didn't go up. I will get to sending out the invitations then. Okay? Okay.. bye, bye.'' He hung up and picked up the phone to see if food was getting ready then got invitations sent out to all the vampiric people of high class and middle class for the night to go on. And of course, ghouls were welcome too. No need to eat the servers and chefs now is there?

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''It is in us all to be living for something if not, then why exist? So long as you have a purpose you are fine, it doesn't matter if it changes, it just means you are growing.''
Boundless || Aero Chord




Alan frowned at William's words but waited for him to seize his words before he slowly stood up to his full height then sighs long and hard, closing his eyes as he did so to release some of his pent up anger that nipped at him ever so irritably. Once he stopped and opened his eyes, harshness normally present had resided as he put one of his clawed hands onto one of his surprisingly curvy hips and he tilted his head and spoke softly. ''You certainly know where to take a jab to make it sting longer. Don't you William? Hm.'' He cleared his throat, looking to the side and for a brief moment his lip quivered before he looked back and his hard face returned. ''Embarrassment was not my intention to make you feel I would strive to do to you. None the less, I am very sorry.''

His eyes for a moment softened then he looked away and hardened again as he looked at William again. ''If they are not dogs to you, I would like it that you do not call them that.. That is all. And your readiness to sever hands from arms was especially strong today... I simply wanted to end the transaction without bloodshed. It is as simple as that William.'' He then looked to Anais for her to get up, ready to leave then and there but his emotions got the better of him and he looked at William, his voice a bit broken, frowning like he were angry but his voice sounded more hurt. ''And to say I function on money alone is very insulting, considering I came here with none, as you know.'' He then growled. ''You infuriate me.'' He then continued. ''Of course I trust you, I was not doubting you, I just wanted no bloodshed!''

He gritted his teeth, his eyes a bit more watery. ''You infuriate me.'' He looked at Anais and in his emotion driven moment he went to her and though it looked rough, he simply took her hand and pulled her up to her feet quickly and started to pull her with him. ''Good evening!'' He screamed back to William and stormed out of the club while pulling Anais with him and once they were outside he took his phone out to get a car. Fifteen minutes later once it arrived he waited for Anais to get in before he did and they began to drive home. He looked out of the car window and wiped a tear away while clearing his throat to cover it up in some way, perhaps to cover the small sob.






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''Come to drink,
Come to bet,
Come to help,
Come and have a good time.''
Alan F White & Alesso Von Burgentine.




With a new day that came with his alarms going off in his room which he barely heard from.. Alan's room again... He and the man were up drinking and he had to walk the man to the bathroom then his bed, he was practically disabled at the legs when he was drunk, noodles for legs. He took advantage, like he often would and he stayed in the man's bed with him again and used him as a teddy bear which was rather odd considering Alan was the living giant. He lifted his head from Alan's chest with a small high pitched groan and yawn that showed the rows of shark like teeth and he smacked his lips tiredly before looking at Alan and then to his finger and he licked it then popped it into Alan's ear and shouted. ''Wet willy!'' Before Alan sat up screaming then looked at Alesso with the biggest death glare while Alesso laughed his ass off. Then Alan scrambled after him bare arsed as he giggled around the room, jumping over the bed and tackling Alesso and biting his shoulder which made Alesso groan and tug on his white locks and casually spoke to the man.

''You should get in the shower, you smell like alcohol.'' He grinned before Alan released his four toothed bite from the man's shoulder, leaving the print on him and quickly got into the bathroom. Alesso sniggered before rolling onto his feet and running a hand through his red hair then rubbed his shoulder and went to his bedroom and put his alarms off then danced on the spot. ''Time for some fun~'' He then danced into his on-suite bathroom of his and while Alan was out and getting ready for the annual event in about an hour getting his coffee and toast ready and sitting in the living room with a newspaper and the news on on the TV. Alesso took longer, taking two and a half hours in the bathroom showering then drying his hair and putting some light make up on like foundation, mascara, eyeliner and eyeshadow in the colour theme of the ball room being pink, blue, purple and teal with silver. His attire was also like so while Alan wore a white suit with a purple, teal and silver tie, he was a simple man. While Alesso has his waist coat lace patterned with silver, purple and blue tones, his tie being teal, trousers black along with his shoes.

When he came out he got his coffee from Alan as he made it just in time as well as his porridge which was sweet like he loved it and he shovelled it down before washing all the dishes up with Alan and he looked at him. ''I am sure William will be over it. Just apologize and I am sure he will be sweet again.'' He dried his hands as Alan did, smiling to him before taking his clip board and pen. ''Time to get the catering sorted for 7:40pm tonight.'' He looked at his silver watch. ''Which is in two hours, perfect timing. I am so excited. Futuristic theme~ With neon lighting and greatly dressed cloth dancers, think fifth element with that white suit? Just in silver. Because silver is shiny and I looove shiny~'' He giggled which made Alan smile in amusement before he spoke. ''Yes, I can picture it. I love the glass tables and betting tables. The neon lit up dancefloor is going to look so perfect with the large crystal glowing tree and chandelier light too. As for William.. Yes, I hope so. I will get Anais up and ready then come and help you Alesso.'' He smiled before blinking as the man hugged him, he patted his back before watching he dance to the elevator and get to work. That was when Alan walked to Anais' door and knocked on it before speaking. ''Anais? Are you up? We have two hours to get you ready for tonight's charity ball.''

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Anais couldn't help but smile at the henchman who chuckled at her little quip at his swearing. A smile flickered across her lips, but faded rather quickly as William and Alan quarreled. She couldn't help but sigh a little. She had hoped that her giant companion wouldn't get into any trouble, but it looked like that wasn't going to go to plan.

She sat back and decided not to speak once again, watching as the older vampires fight a little more, but the mercenary spoke again to her in her first language. Another smile flitted across her lips, and remained there as she took the card from him lightly and scanned the card quickly, before folding her fingers over it so that nobody else could see it. "Merci beaucoup." She whispered, not quite sure of what to make of the compliments. It had been a while since somebody had complimented her in French. Her mother used to call her 'Mon petit amour", which meant "My little love" in English. She smiled a little bigger at the thought, before sighing slightly. Alan and William were still arguing. She gave a look to his ghoul, something that almost seemed to say; "They never change" and sighed through her nose. She unfolded her fingers again, studying the business card carefully, noting the number scribbled at the bottom. She'd have to hide that from Alesso. She didn't think he'd appreciate it too much.

She watched as Alan bid farewell to William, and Anais was glad that he managed to keep his cool. However, she was wrong. Her heart skipped a beat as Alan turned, a cold, angry look on his face. She cringed slightly, wondering whether she should speak and attempt to calm him. She opened her mouth to speak, but Alan's growls cut her off. He'd never hear her. Instead, she remained still on the seat, and just hoped that it wouldn't end in the bloodshed that Alan was trying to prevent. After his shouting, he took her hand rather gently, although it looked rough and angry, and pulled her to her feet. If she hadn't been expecting it, she would have stumbled, but instead she managed to catch herself so she didn't fall. She headed down the stairs after Alan, having to almost run to keep up with his long stride, and was utterly exhausted by the time they reached the car park. 15 minutes later and she had clambered into the car, Alan following her, and trying to ignore the tears that fell from his cheeks. In a last attempt to comfort him, Anais reached a hand across the seat to him, and held his cold hand in utter silence. She had no idea what to say, but she held his hand as a form of comfort. The silence of the car soon lulled Anais into a cool, light sleep.



A sharp rapping at the door of her room awoke Anais with a fright. The very last rays of the sun were soon to disappear over the horizon, and Anais realized with a start what day it was. "Ahh crap!" She yelled in a very unladylike fashion, flinging the covers back and stumbling into her own ensuite bathroom. She could hear the bustle of people downstairs, setting up for the evening. She turned on the shower and quickly washed, using vanilla and argan oil scents. She found her dress, a long pink thing with silver accents and patterns, which wasn't exactly futuristic but the silver reflected light in a strange way so it threw patterns all over the surfaces it touched. She twirled around the mirror, and applied a quick eyeshadow complying of silver, pink, and black smoky eyes and thick eyeliner. She added mascara and nodded slightly to herself as she admired the outcome. She combed her hair until it was straight and unknotted, before she realized that she hadn't given the staff that were supposed to be serving the guests at the ball their [url=http://www.childrensspecialoccasionwear.co.uk/ekmps/shops/beck0891/images/baby-boys-silver-swirl-black-4-piece-pageboy-wedding-waistcoat-suit-[2]-6785-p.jpg]waistcoats[/url], hand embroidered by herself, (which had taken weeks and a whole week's worth of sleep to do) and she hadn't even thought about it. Muttering under her breath, she scooped the waistcoats up in her arms and flung open the door, picking up her skirts in her spare hand as she hurried down to them. A few minutes later she appeared in the living room, breathing heavily with exhaustion. "So." She began, smiling and smoothing her black hair. "What's there to do before the guests arrive?"

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''It is in us all to be living for something if not, then why exist? So long as you have a purpose you are fine, it doesn't matter if it changes, it just means you are growing.''
Boundless || Aero Chord




Alan backed away from the door in surprise and a perhaps fright with the sudden loud and harsh unladylike words from Anais from the other side of the white painted oak bedroom door. He cleared his throat and got closer to it again, speaking up while his sensitive pointed ears twitched to the sound of Anais running around to get ready. ''You.. don't need to rush too much Anais.'' He then smiled to himself before walking into the living room and turning on the TV to a music station and he sat down, leg crossed over another and he moved his foot to the tune and lipping the words without actually singing. He was in the privacy of his home and he was much more able to be more himself but at times one would find him tense even in his own home. It was these rare moments that he looked actually human rather than some stone cold diplomat. But even they were human... Behind his status, fame and coin he was rather reclusive and prone to the spurts of anxiety and night terrors. There seemed to always be a sadness around him, even as he enjoyed the small number on the TV.

He certainly was not the oldest vampire but he seemed to deem sacrifice as a personal and needy friend. Much he had lost and given up to fit into the world of materialistic wonders and in some retrospects he was losing the willpower to continue in it but everyone had bad days. Unfortunately for him, it was today, of all days.. So impractical. At that moment he sighed to himself, turning the TV off just as Anais came out from her room, rather frazzled for a moment before settling and wondering what to do with... Alan at that moment as she sat down in the living room looked at his watch. An hour until the doors were opening and people would already be queuing outside.

He pulled his sleeve back down then slowly looked at the young lady. He looked at the ball dress and smiled at it, especially with the silver patterns, Alesso would most likely be staring at it for long moments throughout the night... He always was mesmerized by shiny things and was quite the kleptomaniac around them also. Luckily stealing from your own ball was not illegal, just strange to witness but guesses were, Alan would be watching the man lest he escape the ball with his pockets full of ball lovers' jewels. He certainly still couldn't forget their first ball, staring between Alesso and his new jewels spread along one of the tables and actually having to fight the man to give them back. One of his scars on his back were from that night, such joy. He chuckled to himself before looking to Anais' eyes, noting the delicate and lovely eye make up before speaking, his relaxed appearance seeming to tighten and be ripped away, replaced with the familiar sense of locked out emotional connection apart from the occasional appearance of twitches from his nervousness in his clawed fingers that most didn't notice unless they really looked behind his handsome face and giant like height that intimidated most people. ''You look lovely, Anais. Not that I expected anything less of you.''

He sat up straight then as he continued. ''We have an hour, we could go and help Alesso with any remaining work. But we don't have to.. well, you don't.'' He smiled for a moment before getting up and looking down on Anais which normal considering his unbelieveable height. ''But I must, after all, I am also a host to this annual event.'' He then looked to the elevator, clearing his throat for a moment to try and banish some fear from his tense form before he walked to it and called it. ''Come or don't. Either way, I want you to enjoy yourself, Anais. You deserve it.'' He then got into the elevator as the doors opened and pressed the button to go down.

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Enoch had not returned to their flat in days. He had gone out to take care of some business two nights before the ball and with each passing day Neptune grew more and more worried. At first she had planned to wait in the apartment like he had instructed, Enoch had promised he would be back but now Neptune was beginning to doubt. Panic flooded her mind and she wondered if he was abandoning her, just like every other good person that had ever come into her life. Had she done something wrong? Was she not a good ghoul? Neptune had done everything Enoch had ever asked of her. Except two days ago when he had picked out two different shoes.... She had refused to go get the matching one because she was manning the stove to make pancakes.

But he wouldn't have left over something as silly as that... Would he?

Neptune suddenly decided that she had waited long enough, she slammed her tea cup down on the table and went up to her bedroom to change into something more suitable for traveling. She was just taking her dress off when the window exploded and glass shattered across the room; scratching her body with tiny cuts. The ghoul looked around for something to defend herself with when she remembered the silver knife under her pillow and ran for it just as someone burst in through the broken window. She pulled the knife out and held it in front of her, legs shaking as he smirked and drew a gun from his waist holster.

"You think that little knife will hurt me?" He taunted, waving around his gun and turning the safety off. "Yes." Neptune replied simply, glad that she sounded a lot more confident then she felt. Another came in through the window and whacked his partner across the back of the head. "Our orders aren't to kill it, we need the kid alive so her master will come for her."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Neptune spat, "I live alone." The two looked at her, clearly confused. They glanced back and forth between each other and the girl standing in her underwear, brandishing a knife; then burst out laughing. "I nearly fell for that," the older of the two said and stepped forward, "now come quietly and you won't get hurt." Neptune gripped the knife harder and lunged, dodging his first bullet. She plunged the knife into the first gun wielder's arm, making him drop his weapon. He screamed, cursing her out and wrestling her to the floor. She stabbed him again in the leg this time and he grappled the knife from her grip, holding it up against Neptune's throat. She kicked him between the legs, causing him to fall to the side. He moved the knife from her neck and sliced her cheek as he rolled off of her. Neptune kicked him the rest of the way off and ran for the door, his partner leveling his gun and shooting her in the leg causing Neptune to fall and a scream to erupt from her lungs.

The one Neptune had kicked in the groin stood and motioned for his partner. Neptune attempted to army crawl towards the stairs but pain shot through her body whenever she moved. They grabbed the girl and dragged her back into the room, slamming the door shut and gagging her before exiting the apartment through their preferred method; the window. Once on the ground level they tied up Neptune's arms, not bothering with her legs since they figured the bullet wound would prevent her from going anywhere.

They stuffed Neptune into the trunk of an awaiting silver car and began to drive. Neptune struggled and let out a muffled scream, sliding around as the car drove. Minutes passed, then hours in maddening silence; the only noise was that of the road under her. Finally the car stopped and her captors popped the trunk open. They were at a gas station on a back road. Neptune knew this rest stop, they weren't far from one of Enoch's vampire friends. The one Neptune had stabbed in the hand undid the gag from her mouth and offered her a bottle of water; she chugged it thirstily, not caring about the liquid that spilled onto her body. "I have to pee," Neptune said when she finished and he looked at his partner nervously. The man simply nodded his head and he pulled Neptune out of the trunk, holding her arm tightly and leading her to the bathroom inside.

No one blinked an eye at the nearly naked girl being dragged to the restroom, in fact they acted as though this were a daily occurrence. "Go quickly," he said and undid the ropes on her hands, standing by the bathroom door to ensure she couldn't get away. Neptune went inside and to her delight there was a window. She limped to the far end of the restroom and shimmied the old screen up; wondering if she would fit. She had gotten about halfway through, but the window was small and Neptune scrapped and scratched herself as she clawed her way out and fell on her butt on the other side of the gas station. She broke into a run in the direction of the vampire Alan White's house, knowing there was a ball tonight and that he would not be pleased if she showed up in her sorry condition without her master, but Enoch had told Neptune that if anything ever happened to him to go to Alan right away.

Night had fallen by the time she reached White's property, her body sore and her bullet wound throbbing. It was dangerous showing up to a party full of vampires with open wounds, but at this point it was a risk Neptune was willing to take. She knocked on the door, crossing her arms self consciously as a butler opened it and looked the girl up and down. "I think you have the wrong address," he said distastefully and began to close it, but Neptune stuck her foot out to prevent him from doing so. "I have to speak to Alan White, it's about my master. He's gone missing."

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Iven was up and ready, rather excited for a change for work tonight. The ball was something he hadn't ever gotten the chance to attend growing up, he was either too lower class or poor, perhaps he didn't look very neat and tidy in the past but now that he was a well paid, professional, wanted bartender, life was easy and fun. Sure he enjoyed his main job of hunting on the side but it got a bit boring some times, the same old oh please don't kill me! and I swear I won't do it again! crap did get tiring; when would they learn that Hunters show no mercy? It was pretty amusing to give them hope sometimes before finally ending them, at least they died with a such a helpless expression.

Anyway, aside all that, he was dressed in his usual work clothing, he didn't have anything fancy picked out for the ball unfortunately, just the usual black bartender attire. He was told he would be given a specific waistcoat to wear but he hadn't received it yet, perhaps he would get it when he got there? Unsure, he kept the current waistcoat on and would simply replace it if he was given one. Iven smelled lightly of cinnamon and vanilla from the body wash he had used in the shower, aftershave, and mocha scented deodorant, he rather smelled like some sort of milkshake or something really. It was a nice change from the sweaty, wet clothed, dirt smell he seemed to carry after hunting. His hair had been combed because well, it is fairly long, and put back into a ponytail. He was so very tempted to actually wear his Hunter mask to the Masquerade ball, just waltz in like 'hey Vampires! Wazaaap! I'm going to kill every single one of you some day.' And then die a stylish death. As funny as it seemed in his head, he decided to stick with the plain, silver mask that most of the other staff would have.
Standing in front of the body length mirror, he turned and shifted himself, looking at himself from every angle before adjusting his vest with a grin. "I look hot." Iven started laughing at how he just sounded before sniffing himself and nodding "I know for certain I smell great though." Yep, he was ready. "Oh! Almost forgot!" Before he was about to leave, he placed his infamous, small knives in his pockets and strapped a much more lethal and larger one to his torso under his shirt, fixed himself up again then left the building. He had a bit of an obsession with his knives.

Once Iven arrived, showing ID and what not, proving he was staff, he entered the most breath taking building and walked towards the other staff were with a friendly smile and a short wave. Shortly after a female came rushing towards them with what seemed to be their waistcoats before running off again. "Whoa okay then." Iven said surprised as he took his piece of clothing "holy crap she's fast." He changed quickly into the waistcoat before finally starting to help prepare for the guests and put a lot of work into making sure the bar where drinks would be served looked its best, his place of expertise. "I already know this is going to be an amazing night."

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Anais couldn't help but sigh heavily as Alan told her she didn't need to hurry too much. Her reply would reach Alan as a muffled yell, as she hurried around the Ivory Tower. "Yes, it matters! I haven't got anything ready!" The sound of feet pattering around the halls would reach Alan as she hurried around downstairs.

Later on, when Anais had returned and joined Alan on the sofa, blushing a soft pink that blended with the very slight blush on her cheeks. "You need to stop complimenting me! You keep making me blush." She complained. "You know I hate it when I'm seen as the 'damsel in distress'." She muttered, a mischievous smile on her lips. She hoped Alan would realize she was joking.

He soon began talking about the jobs that he needed to do, and Anais scowled. "Hey, I thought I was supposed to be the host too." She suppressed the urge to stick her tongue out at him and slid into the elevator with him as he walked in. She looked miniscule next to the giant of a man, and didn't say much as the elevator slowly lowered the pair to one of the lower floors. The elevator doors slid open slowly, and a delicious scent similar to the one she had smelled last night in the club hit her nose. Had one of the waiters or waitresses hurt themselves? She was about to try and see if anyone had hurt themselves, but then she heard voices coming from a little way away. A female and a male. As the scent of blood was getting stronger, she worried about Alan and his bloodlust, before she decided that it was time for her to do something for someone else. She could handle this.

"I'll deal with this. Go and meet Alesso, I'll be along right away." She smiled up at the giant before heading off down the corridor, toward the voices. It wasn't very far, and the metallic smell hit her nose even more with each step. Luckily the servants were still mostly human. She could only see the figures in the dark as she headed out, but she weaved around the guard and had to stifle a gasp. A girl with the most amazing white-blonde hair was standing almost completely naked out in the cold, blood dripping down her leg from an almost perfectly round wound on her leg that Anais recognized as a bullet wound. She'd only heard her mutter the words that she wanted to see Alan from a distance, but now she could see why. She scowled at the butler and sent him away with a quick wave of her hand. She was glad that they respected her as much as Alan or Alesso, but she wouldn't be recognized by this stranger at the door. "Forgive me for the rude door answer, but I really doubt he has any dignity." She sighed. "I'm Anais, by the way. I am - um, I mean work with Alan and Alesso. I've got some clothes upstairs, if you like. We can get you dressed before we treat those wounds. We look about the same size, I'm sure I've got something to fit." She smiled warmly at the young girl, before offering a hand to her. If she didn't trust Anais, that was fine. She would go get Alan. She just hoped that she was being kind and courteous, like Stefan had always taught her to be. She just wanted to be the best she could be. She hoped she was doing exactly that for the young girl in front of her. "What's your name?"

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''It is in us all to be living for something if not, then why exist? So long as you have a purpose you are fine, it doesn't matter if it changes, it just means you are growing.''
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Alan smiled away in the elevator as Anais' confidence to question him before slipping into the elevator with him. ''Of course you are a hostess as well. Thank you for the reminder.'' He looked at her and winked playfully before the elevator doors opened and instantly the scent of blood claimed his nose. Batting white lashes he frowned as he stepped out of the elevator. He smiled at Anais as she announced she would deal with the bleeder. But there was something familiar about it... nagging at him in the most uncomfortable way... Recognition. He watched Anais walk off to the entrance to the ball and a particularly light blonde haired woman came to his amberish sight. While Anais spoke to this woman, he slowly made his way over, the closer he got, the stronger the scent of blood, indicating a dire wound to him which raised his concerns and then, as he was behind Anais, he instantly knew who the woman was. So as Anais introduced herself to the woman then asked her name, he spoke up, coming from behind Anais and standing by her side as he spoke, looking down at the woman like he did everyone. ''This fair skinned and haired woman is Neptune Amaterasu. She is the ghoul of Enoch Hendriks... For a number of years too. He is another Homo Vampyrus Perturbato.'' He looked at Anais then. ''Like William. I am one of the few that house and care for these vampire kinds. I am a universal contact for all vampiric kinds... Renowned for it as you know.''

He looked back to Neptune, her scruffy appearance she would never pride herself on nor come out the door with, having spoken to her a few times before. The cuts, scratches and finally the bullet wound at her leg. ''Anais. Attend to her wounds first.'' Then he looked at her. ''It seems you have gained yourself a friend. She will be staying with us now. Please make sure she is cleaned up and dressed for the ball.'' He looked at Neptune, bowing his head. ''I must apologize Neptune, but I have to attend to the ball. Of course you are welcome here and I hope our home will be good for you. Anais will show you around and get you ready. After the ball, we can discuss it all in detail. I promise. But for now, you must get attended to, I would hate your wounds to become septic or for some of my staff and guests to get a bit hungry...'' He smiled, but only briefly. ''See you later you two.'' He then walked off to go and help Alesso.




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Alesso was busy getting all the details up, like the lights, dance routines, crystal hanging crystals up on the large central piece of the cloudy crystallized tree with lights over it and the crystals. Getting the dancing silk hung up for the dancers and the poles. The casino games up and the food going for the snacks and drinks at the bar ready for opening as well as the stage lights for the performances. He was stressing over the remaining bartender, and requested one too, Iven Breton being late. But once he saw him and one of his helpers give him the right black and purple waistcoat with silver threading and buttons he smiled away, showing his teeth doing so. He practically danced over to the young man with his clipboard and pen in hand. ''Ooh thank the heavens and so forth~! I have been waiting for you.'' He looked at the man, checking that the waistcoat fitted him perfectly, which he did, sighing in relief before speaking further to Iven. ''I must thank you for working for us tonight again Iven. You have the best customer recommended rating and I just had to get you for myself!'' He giggled away before walking him to the large on display bar. ''You will be working along Odette. I hope you and her will get on well~'' Then he saw Alan come his way and smiled away. ''Oh~ Here is the Host of this annual event. Alan White. This is Iven Breton~'' He smiled away, looking very excited... The he smelt Alan... then Iven and blinked. ''You... know eachother...?''








Alan looked at Iven, instantly pulling at his collar to loosen his tie and looked away for a moment as his cheeks darkened slightly and he had to look away from a smile trying to surface. ''We have... passed each other in the street and his workplace.'' He instantly turned to look at Alesso, his amberish hues looking at Iven briefly once he calmed down, one hand at his side and the other playing with his pocket watch in his blazer front pocket. ''I didn't know you hired him. But then again, he is highly reviewed..'' Alesso smirked at Alan as he reacted instantly to Iven's presence in a such out of character way, meaning all his flustered actions and shyness. ''Well, I didn't know you actually looked up on sites that recommended things, Alan~ Nice to see you do some homework though... But then again, you always were good at researching and keeping names, dates and details in your mind for long periods of time.'' He chuckled away before looking at Iven. ''That is why I always give him numbers and list things to remember when we are out looking at new things for our Casino and Hotel.'' Alan cleared his throat and looked away again, calming himself before looking over to the pair of them. ''Well, I do need to keep up with everything otherwise I wouldn't be a...'' He looked directly into Iven's eyes. ''Good host.'' He then looked over to Alesso. ''Would I now?'' Alesso nodded happily in agreement. ''Completely true~ I am so glad one of us have a good memory.'' He hummed as he tapped his foot to the song in the background being set up.

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As Iven was approaching the bar, he checked his watch briefly to see it was an hour behind from what the clocks at home had read. At this point he had no idea what the real time was, but if his wrist watch was correct then he was indeed late. He simply frowned at the watch with a puzzled expression until he heard a voice clearly directed towards him. He looked up to see a rather cheerful man, for some reason he had forgotten the name of which was rather terrible of him. The words that came from his mouth however made it clear he was the one that had hired him. "I certainly hope you weren't waiting too long for me, I apologise." Iven smiled a most charming smile that seemed to make others feel more comfortable around him, but it was almost too alluring, perhaps he should work on that, not looking so devious. But being devious was so perfectly part of his nature it was hard to hide the little horrors that he planned in his mind. "Haha! You are most welcome, wow am I really that recommended? I'm flattered. I will have to live up to those expectations then." Iven of course knew he was rather popular as a bartender but he hadn't really thought that others would recommend him, he actually felt rather proud of that fact. He chuckled shortly after he had finished his sentence, Alesso so far seemed just as charming as himself though, but of course Iven knew this man was more than likely, a Vampire or something else he felt the need to murder. He would take no action for a long time though of course, he knew nothing about him. Iven wasn't stupid.

The Hunter followed Alesso as he lead him to where he would be working, he was rather glad he'd have someone to help him behind the bar, the place look very extravagant and a bit more overwhelming from what he was used to. It was certain the bar would be very busy tonight. "Ah wonderful! I look forward to working with her." He commented. Shortly after, that was when Alan caught his eye as he approached them, he wasn't hard to spot, especially looking that fine. Iven concentrate. He could already feel himself losing his usual composed, cool and charming demeanor, god damn he hated feeling so embarrassed, he hadn't felt like this before. And just seeing Alan get all flustered and struggle to make eye contact Oh my god he's so cute. Iven was drowning here. Pull yourself together dammit! Act natural. At least he knew for certain now that Alesso was obviously not Human to be able to tell that they knew each other from smell it seemed. The way Alan explained how they knew each other though made it hard for him not to laugh, instead a wide grin formed on his face, he was really happy but it was clear Alan didn't seem to want Alesso to know about, what they did. Didn't mean he couldn't have fun with it. "Aaah I see, yes Alan certainly seems like a very capable and intelligent man." He replied to Alesso. Yes it seemed Iven had collected himself now, his face didn't feel so, hot.

As soon as Alan spoke up once more however, the way he looked into his eyes, Iven didn't know how to feel, nervous perhaps?
"Hmm, and I am glad to have such an, attractive host." Iven said it openly with no shame as he looked Alan up and down, studying every detail of the man with such a promiscuous look in his eyes, undressing him with his stare. Iven was in a fairly cheeky mood now it seemed, he'd probably need to be a bit less careless though, he is supposed to be professional. He decided to quickly change the subject, he could image Alan burning him with his glare at this point. "I love what you've done with the place, it looks amazing, I can see you put a lot of thought into this event." This was directed mainly towards Alesso to hopefully change what might be running through his mind at this point, but it was really a statement towards them both. Iven spoke as he attended to the bar, simply getting comfortable and familiar with where everything was. Iven was the type who enjoyed doing little tricks here and there with the drinks and glasses and what not to entertain the guests. He was very skilled with his hands after all, playing with those knives seemed to come in handy with the normal folk as he liked to call them. Back to the collected, charming Iven, with a welcoming smile, yes the night was definitely in his favour.

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Alesso bowed to Iven and grinned with sharp teeth exposed. ''Why thank you. I see you hold Alan in great regard~ He certainly is very handsome~ Nothing screams exotic like him mm?'' He chuckled at Alan as he looked away with a sigh. He then cooed, arming his arms around Alan's shoulders and hanging off him, almost choking him as he swung back and forth... into him. Which was very... strange while his hands still held his clipboard. ''Aww~ Getting embarrassed~? You never could take a compliment~'' He continued to swing on the man and then he nipped his ear and licked his neck. Alan's white eyebrow twitched and he closed his eyes and he sighed more. Alesso even pushing it as he kissed and licked his neck.

Alan tilted his head in attempt to see him stop but he didn't... of course. He was used to it though. So he didn't freak out but he did speak up. ''Alesso.'' Alesso continued to swing, lick and kiss him but spoke between it. ''Yes~?'' Alan quite calmly fixed his tie as he spoke. ''If you don't get off me, I will so smoothly remove you from me back and punch you in the face if you don't get off me.'' Alesso sighed and whined before hopping off the man with a cheeky nip of his neck which made him look at the man with a flare of red in his eyes and Alesso just giggled away. He then cleared his throat and spoke to Iven again. ''But in truth, the crystallized things in here are all Alan's designs. He loves Crystals. So much that he would have up hang over 200 crystals on the crystallized tree in the centre of the room... one by one.'' Alan actually looked away, grinning away for a moment before turning back with a serious expression, hands behind his back as he stood regally. ''I only asked for a few... you just.. went overboard on your own. But it is very nicely executed.'' He showed a smile for a brief moment, warm and bright with pearly whites.

Alesso nodded before sighing. ''Ah yes... you might be right about that on~'' He then bowed his head to Iven. ''Thank you again, Iven~'' He then turned away and started to walk away, not without whipping Alan's backside with his tail, smirking away before he went serious and got back to the last details of the night to be done before opening their doors. Alan looked at the man with a deadpan look on his face, mumbling to himself. ''Did he just do that? He did... Just.. nevermind.'' He looked back to Iven a bit flustered by all the attention he got from Alesso there and it being shown so publicly in front of Iven.. Of all people... He calmed and slowly began to talk. ''He always does that. Apart from his tail. I apologize that you had to... see that.'' He looked away again, hand over the side of his face to hide his flustered expression. Once he calmed again he turned back to Iven but had nothing to say. He looked to the side before slowly bending his face close to his and he kissed his cheek and his thumb caressed his opposite cheek. Then he straightened up and began to walk away to attend to the servers of the food, discussing how it should be done and went the food should change its courses.

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Iven couldn't help but frown at those sharp teeth that were so causally and confidently flashed when the man grinned. It was rather irritating. Made him wish he could hurry up and kill him. But it wasn't the first time he had to fake his happiness in front of others, being a bartender you did get many annoying customers that needed a good kick up the ass. But nonetheless he had to put up with it. Iven was good a being patient, his main job as a Hunter was all about patience. Although he was pleased with seeing Alan get all embarrassed, he most certainly was not happy with seeing another get all touchy with Alan. Iven couldn't deny he was feeling rather over protective right now as he gritted his teeth, mouth shut and his face blank as his eyes were coldly glaring at what he'd call, his boss. He was almost unaware of the looks he was giving someone he should be respecting, what was he doing? This was probably the only time Iven found it hard to stay calm and patient, but how dare he... Iven's thoughts were running to dark places until.

Alesso? Did he say Alesso? So that's his name. Wait, it sounded awfully familiar. Yes Iven remembered, it was written on a note the last time he was well, at Alan's place. The note he was not really happy with. God now he despised him even more. When Alan finally told Alesso to get off him, Iven did calm down, his voice rather soothing to hear. Iven hated how much his feelings contradicted everything he had believed in, it was so confusing and annoying.

Ah that's right the Crystals. Iven's smile returned as soon as Alesso's attention moved back to him. "Crystals huh?" Iven muttered to himself as he studied them, no doubt they were real, proper crystals too, such detail obviously would have cost a lot. But it was clear the place had no problem with money. Seeing Alan smile made him smile. Even though every time Alesso seemed to talk it was like nails on a chalk board and his smile would falter slightly, he still managed to stay professional as he remained fiddling with a few things around the bar to keep his mind off it.

Ah finally it seemed Alesso would be on his way. Iven also bowed his head slightly as Alesso did "you are most welcome. I hope to be doing business with you again soon." A genuine smile on his face now, simply because he was gone, and Alan had not left with him. Wait was that a tail he just saw? His eyes squinted slightly with a bit of a frown as he tried to decide whether or not he saw what he thought he saw. Seeing Alan's reaction it was clear he certainly did see what he thought he saw. Feeling a bit peeved at this point, he continued looking around the bar, checking the cups and drinks were good, pouting slightly as a bit of a frown remained on his face. He wasn't even looking at Alan, all he could think about was how annoyed he had gotten over Alesso, and he couldn't admit why. It was a bit silent for a moment, then Alan spoke up. "Mhm.. Sure.." Iven was acting quite bitter. "Wait what? ALL the time?" Did he just hear that right? Oh god now Iven was coming up with all sorts of nasty scenarios of Alan and Alesso that he really wanted to burn from his mind. After Iven replied to Alan he looked up finally to look at him only to see him closing in, then he felt his lips on his cheek. Iven simply blinked, rather surprised as his face suddenly grew red. And then he left. Iven was left there, watching him leave, as a big smile formed on his face, everything to do with Alesso simply faded and he was the only thing on his mind again as he returned to his bar duties with a genuine, smile on his face for once. But could Iven ever really admit what he was truly feeling?


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Neptune was still arguing with the doorman when a woman dressed to the nines interrupted and spoke softly, her voice calm and her manner collected. She introduced herself as Anais and discussed the fact in a rather one sided conversation that Neptune's wounds needed to be treated before the guests pounced and drained Neptune like a juice box. She was about to reply with her need to see Alan when Mr.White himself came over with a spark of recognition in his eyes. ''This fair skinned and haired woman is Neptune Amaterasu. She is the ghoul of Enoch Hendriks... For a number of years too. He is another Homo Vampyrus Perturbato.'' It seems his memory was rather intact for someone his age.

''Like William. I am one of the few that house and care for these vampire kinds. I am a universal contact for all vampiric kinds... Renowned for it as you know.'' Neptune gave a half curtsy although she couldn't really pull it off without a skirt. "Yes and my Master and I are very appreciative for that fact Sir White. Speaking of which, do you know where Enoch might have run off to?" Neptune straightened and winced, shifting her weight so that it was all on the leg that wasn't wounded. She listened as Alan ordered his ghoul to treat her wounds then informed her of the new resident. Neptune stiffened, it was a kind offer but she needed to find her master. The ghoul did not plan on staying, she was simply looking for someone to point her in the right direction so that she may begin her search. Unless Alan knew what happened to her master and was withholding information?

''I must apologize Neptune, but I have to attend to the ball. Of course you are welcome here and I hope our home will be good for you. Anais will show you around and get you ready. After the ball, we can discuss it all in detail. I promise. But for now, you must get attended to, I would hate your wounds to become septic or for some of my staff and guests to get a bit hungry...'' Yes that could be problematic, she did not want to become one of his guests' midnight snack. Neptune looked at Anais as Alan walked away and gestured for her to lead, "I guess I am in your care now, please Ms. Anais lead the way."

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