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Dermot Whiting

"Larder's full, boss."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheHaze

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A faction of vampyric creatures who reign over the Cursed Wood. "Expect from thy blood no more than thy blood expects from thee."

Description

//Freezer’s full, Boss.

Name: Dermot “Derry” Whiting

Age: Mid 20’s. He’s a ghoul, so god knows how old he really is. He dates himself to turning in the Great Depression.

Species: Ghoul. (Necrophagous cannibal.)

Description: Though Sinclair would never admit it, Dermot looks a lot like a younger, tougher version of his business partner. He’s built like a tank and looks like a dockside tough from an old-school Victorian dock. He’s quite a bit rougher looking that his friend, unshaven and scarred.

Clothing: Leather jackets, wool sweaters, flat caps, heavy jeans, the works. He dresses in the old Irish style, a holdover from his living days.

Personality: Isaac’s a good friend. He gets what his boss needs, talks to him every day, and makes sure the old bat doesn’t get dusted. Sure, he’s amazingly indifferent to violence, but that’s just how he does his job.

Weapons: Brass knuckles, knives, guns, clubs, the occasional firebomb. He’s no-frills.

History: Dug up the dead to eat in the poorest district in some forgotten city back in the Depression and found himself wanting more. Since then, he worked his way across the country and ended up in the employ of Horatio about 20 years back.

So begins...

Dermot Whiting's Story

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Driselda Lacopt Character Portrait: Timo Character Portrait: Lazarus Bloodwheel Character Portrait: The Harlequin Character Portrait: Jaeda Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Casper Harpert Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Kaleb Wuthers Character Portrait: Dakida Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Omega Delta Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Catira Edrene Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Kaine Character Portrait: Alohi Kalua Character Portrait: Brett Vaelentine Character Portrait: Dren Character Portrait: Merek Dracul Character Portrait: Maxime Trubois Character Portrait: Kenshin Hio Character Portrait: Feron Fatemist Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Horatio Sinclair Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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#, as written by TheHaze
A crunching sound came from the back of the room. It went on and off, pausing for a few seconds at a time and then resuming. Each time there was silence, a sense of hope was felt in the air, only to turn to annoyance when the sound came back. This went on for a new minutes, until a small sigh led to a pause.

“Really, Derry? Now, of all times?”

A handful of finger bones were put back in their pouch. The fellow eating them clacked his teeth to get the splinters out, looking faintly apologetic. The tone of his voice implied that he had explained the reason for his actions multiple times in short period of time, however, and that he was beginning to do it on reflex.

“Ate all the soft bits on the way over, boss. Got no time as of late for digging, seeing to your travels.”

A nod of acknowledgement. Without the sleeplessness of the ghoul, there likely would have been a lot more sun-related difficulties. How he managed to set up multiple train-rides to be night-only, he’d never really know. Getting the coffin booked as carry-on was something he’d hold over him for years. Still, a retort was required.

“Could you not have some of this lovely blood? I know you prefer it...brown, but it’s quite good, I can assure you.”

“Got my own drink, boss. Figure now you should focus on the...what is this, some type of meeting?”

Now it was his turn to look exasperated. The vampire watched his friend produce a musty bottle of something that smelled like ash, rubbing his temples.

“The Detente, Derry. I’ve explained this multiple times. You were the one who urged me to do this, godammit.”

“Boss, you’re getting a touch of rigour being cooped up in that crypt. If anything, this is getting you a free lunch. One that ain’t on me.”

“You know damn well why I’m in that crypt, you colossal ass.”

“Yeah. And now where are you now?”

“...Not in the crypt.”

There was the sound of very smug ghoul patting a very annoyed vampire on the shoulder, followed by the familiar sound of chewed bone.

“Eat yer blood, boss. Have some fun.”

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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"Yes,fun" Daemala's mouth formed a prim line. She slowly stirred her tea. The Detente was due to come out of their hole once again.

"We're to improve relations, across the board. Fun is a start."

Zosimos mock-yawned. He put his feet on the table, much to Daemala's annoyance; the old vampire wasn't paying her any mind.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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"I just hope the people that come are interesting..." Akio mentioned as he adjusted himself in his chair, and he sipped something from a wine glass. It was actually pure blood though, freshly harvested from a "donator". It wasn't anyone the people would miss however, the scum bag had committed crimes against children after all. And his blood was unexpectedly pure, even if the man himself was scum.

"That said, I suppose that means we should try to keep the hijinks, and general level of chaos low, despite it being the chaos ball? Or, do I have permission to turn off the gravity halfway through for some zero gravity dancing?"

Akio thought it would be more interesting if a few of them got into fights, because then he could test his new toys out on them.

"That said, we should also get some good entertainment...I wonder, who would be the most fun?"

Sitting in his usual chair, which had been a Bean Bag chair he just carried in one day, plopped down, and sat as if nothing was wrong, he was actually concerned with security, but in truth he was not sure how to improve it until his research was a bit more completed.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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#, as written by TheHaze
"I know a good band, myself. Good men, willin' the lash themselves down if the world goes crosswise, yeah?" Dermot chuckled at the bemused expression shot his way. Old bat had no sense of humor. He gave a gesture of mock-confusion to his friend, shrugging.

"I mean, unless you prefer stayin' grounded or what have you. Might make the less...what's the word, boss?"

"Supernatural, Derry. It's what we all are, and you know that. It's better than that term you used back in...where are you from again?"

Another shrug, this one genuine. They both had their boundaries. The old bat must be pretty steamed if he was willing to drag his origins up.

"Easy, boss. I'm from all over, same as you. 'Eaters', fer the record. 'Cause at the end of the night, it's all about what we can get down our gullets."

Ignoring the snort of derision, he continued.

"Might make the humans a bit funny in the head, having everythin' go screwy on 'em. Speaking of, what's the grub going to be? Blood's just the tops for you lot, but some of us have a different tastes."

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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#, as written by Marcus
The vampiric lawyer frowned as he entered into the Room of Reason only to look and listen to what all had been said. He would always remain somewhat fashionably late but one could not simply take into account who would arrive next or why.

"Pink is an appropriate color considering that October is usually associated with Breast Cancer awareness however I cannot argue if this color choice was the reason why our fair Lady Tauvyr picked it or if she just fancied the bright abomination that stings they eyes and the very presence of ones soul." He simply removed his jacket and placed it upon a stand by the door only to cross his arms and look directly towards Daemala and then the others. "I also assume that you had called upon every member of this little club of ours and I'm simply following the conclusions that I'm early or this is all that showed." Regardless of her answer Louis walked by a few of his Blood just to grab a book from one of the shelves and plop himself down awaiting for business to begin as usual.

Louis was a man for details though it was this evening he found himself distracted as he simply held the title page before him and glanced upon the two vampiric children only to wonder why someone would bring such a curse to anyone so young. This was to say that he was not mocking or showing disrespect as he kept his glances to a minimum. Laws and edicts had always been of primary concern and even Louis knew the need for such parties but there was a hope that maybe the dynamic would change and that something interesting would happen.....after all, if nothing changed, there was still his current client who had something to hide.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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"It's a good color," Daemala remarked, stiffening with annoyance. Zosimos barked a laugh. How the two belonged to the same bloodline was almost unfathomable until you considered who connected them together.

"However, it's true we are all here for a greater cause. This little club," She swept her gaze around the room, landing a glare on Louis, "Is all that protects us."

The thought hung in the air for half a second. Ulrich Paternosta cleared his throat and broke the silence. He was crucially aware of the situations beyond the Cursed Wood. Terra was going to hell, and it wasn't the first time. This time, however... It worried him.

"I've...news," Ulrich spoke up of change, "Strange mortals. They be...spawning," he could think of no other word, "Seemin'ly anywhur. In our own backyard, ya like it? Backn' the Castle. Tha's why I'm late. This one," Ulrich elbowed the kid-pyre, who looked very agitated with the present situation, "Crawling round the side o'the house."

"Is that Lessard? blood I smell?" Zosimos slowly took his feet from the table and planted them firmly on the ground. He honed in on the Terun, who flashed his teeth in return. The tension between them was palpable. Daemala sighed and took off her white gloves. She slapped them to the table with frustration.

"Improving relations is our only chance for survival on this cesspool of a planetary body we've become so invested in! If the two of you can't turn your noses off for five minutes while we discuss the fate of our people! We are confined to these trees. I, for one, am tired of my containment. Especially considering our home can barely be called such, if mortals can simply appear in our backyard! Horrific circumstance, we are in!"

Speaking of the backyard, Daemala turned to the bone cruncher and gave it a sweet smile. There would be many more bodies buried back there. Plenty of flesh for the diggings! She snapped her fingers and the room attendant jumped up to facilitate another round of tea.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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In a moment that might shock everyone, as he took a sip of blood from his wine glass, he also took a sip of tea afterwards. While a wine glass might not fit someone of his appearance, it was pure blood so as a vampire it fit. But Akio had never been seen drinking tea before, so anyone who witnessed it might be a bit surprised. But what might be more surprising is that his expression changed.

Normally, Akio held an expression that was child like. Even when fighting, working, or talking about matters, he often looked innocent and child like. But this expression, even when worn by a child, was different. It was an expression someone with a child's face could only make if they had undergone quite a few trials, had years or decades of experience, or both. It was something most if not all at this table had never seen from one of their newest members.

"Aside from the ball, the situation is getting serious. I do not want to get involved with the wars of mortals, certainly not with their governments who would only seek to exploit us, but we do have to communicate with them on some level or they will try to claim us as their own. And I am in no mood to get drawn into that sort of conflict. I might like a good fight, but there is a realm of distance between a fight and a war. That means, we have to flex our influence as well as our power, without antagonizing anyone, to not become prisoners and to expand our freedom. And this ball is the best way to do it. That is my opinion anyways".

Akio spoke a lot more then usual, in a voice he had never used in this company before. Truly, it was not the voice of a child, but an old man who normally had a child's personality. His form of vampirism made him preserve his personality, but that did not mean he could not grow as a person. It just meant he kept his childish vigor, curiosity, and fun loving attitude. He could still grow as a person and make use of his experience.

"That is why, we should go all out for this Chaos. Let us not serve just normal meat, but meat from the rarest and most dangerous of beasts that only exemplary individuals can hunt. Let us procure the best wine, and make them marvel at it. But let us also display some of our capabilities. The ability to manipulate gravity for something as trivial as a dance, the ability to engulf a room in fireworks without anyone getting harmed because we choose to, the ability to have the best of the best tailors create red carpet clothing, that can also act as armor stronger then platemail. Let us show them that we are not afraid, we will not submit, and we will stand up for ourselves, without giving them an excuse by antagonizing them".

Somewhere in his words, Akio, one of the newest members of the group, had stood up and taken a tone he had never used with them before. He did not talk down to them, nor did he talk up to them. He spoke to them from his honest opinion, respectfully but with a bit of willpower in there. From experience and wisdom, mixed with his own opinion.

The newest member had just taken a step forward, and officially established his presence. Akio sat back down, and took another sip of blood, with a calm smile on his face. And if one paid attention, he had even responded to Dermot's question of food, provided his words had been accepted and agreed with in that section at least.

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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Remilia Scarlet had been remaining silent in the back for some time now, her eyes closed as she sipped a single cup of tea. More often than not she was a passive observer in the Detente's various events. After all, she had very little to insert. More often than not she watched, packed up, left, and then repeated the cycle. But this time there was someone new about. Someone similar to her in appearance - young on the outside but much older on the inside.

Remilia set down her tea. "Sounds like a lot of resources would be required for something like this...I'm hoping you have the money and manpower backing you to assist in something like this...unless, you expect others to expend their resources on something that expensive." She sat back in her sea, grinning to Akio. "I don't blame you for such grand aspirations, though."

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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#, as written by Rulke
If the former Vampire Hunter now with extreme arrested development and the sadistic edge had been paying attention, no one would know. She was sat in the corner playing with a doll that was spattered with blood. Anamarie dressed in an opulent dress with messed up hair, preoccupied with her own fantasies. Too far gone to care for the politics instead, only interested in her dolls she had sat down while in the centre was a human heart. Where it came from, no one knew, but she acted so innocently about it, "Okay, which one of you did it? Confess who ripped out that nice man heart who showed me home? If you tell, I won't spank you." pausing her eyes regarded each of the toys, "Was it you Mr Fuzz Fuzz? Or was it you Teddy? We talked about this, only get blood from the home..." this went on a little while before she sighed shaking her head, "MR CUTENESS, HOW COULD YOU?" speaking rather loudly she grabbed the plush animal and immediately tore its head off rather viciously.

As it registered in her mind what she did, she immediately ran over to Zosimos with the plush animal head in one hand and the body in the other, "HE LIED, I PUNISHED HIM, GET ME BETTER TEDDY!" even if Zosimos was busy, she would keep pestering and poking him until he paid attention.

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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#, as written by Marcus
Louis brought his gaze up towards the long broken Anamaria only to wonder why she was even kept around. Actually it was a wonder that this house even stood as it did sense the people of Terra cared little for the vampires. This of course was not at all strange considering that any monster would cause fear and terror.

"Akio you wish to not involve ourselves with the conflicts that these so called 'mortals' get into but I think we need to remove our presence all together. Are you aware that a body was found within Wing City in which it looked as if one of our kin slayed a poor woman and drained her dry?" Louis spoke up only to then look levelly at the entire group present. The vampiric lawyer simply closed his book and stood up from his seat just to lean against the table. "If we are to still have the soiree then so be it but I believe we should fall upon the old ways and accept that a Masquerade is required in order to hide away from all of this."

Louis had looked over several documents and possible avenues of escaping this situation only to recall a hacker or two who would be willing to wipe clean his slate and allow him to move more freely to a new home or even another world if need be.

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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Zosimos pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose. He stared daggers into Louis, contemplating hard the return of the Masquerade. It wasn't the worst idea. It was far from the best idea. But, it was an idea. He swept his gaze next across the children. A dangerous thing, vampire children.

And then there was Anamaria.

Daemala flattened her hand to the table, "The ball will go on! I agree with our newest member, Akio," She nodded though her smile was a thin line, "I think you have grand ideas." She snapped her fingers and a servant scrambled to attention. Daemala whispered in his ear, he nodded and left.

"The coffers are yours," She gave Akio a small curtsy, glared at Zosimos, and plopped herself down with her tea. The Ball of Chaos would go on. Reisel slipped from the room.

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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"Of course I have resources of my own, and I have plans to get what we might need" he spoke to Remilia Scarlet, with a look between happy and invigorated. "After all, you cant have fun without a bit of effort".

After that, Dem spoke, and her words reached Akio clearly. Akio could not help but have a thin smile of his own when he heard that, and finished off his drink. But that thin smile was just a concealed great smile, as this meant he would be able to go all out with the preparations for the party. Surely enough, his mind and body were already in gear, and he could already see the extravagance play out before him.

"Excellent. Then let us go all out and ensure the chance for failure is less then zero, or as low as we can possibly get it".

Akio finished his other drink now, having started two drinks at once, and then stood up.

"After all, we are not ones who should hide, but stand tall and proud or else we will get pushed around and used. Let us stop hiding in the shadows that have imprisoned us, and move forward to forge our future".

At that point, in his smile which looked innocent on the surface, there was a feeling as if it was almost something sinister was being held behind it. Not evil, not malicious, not planning anything dark for the event, but rather, Akio's own ambitions were being fulfilled in some way. But Akio's ambitions were plentiful, so knowing which one they were would be difficult...

...and it would probably shock everyone to know it was partially just the childish desire to be praised.

"I will start making preparations at once" he said as he raised his wand, which looked like a staff taller then him. He did not carry this in here notably, nor did it summon. One could not even say it appeared out of thin air. It just appeared, at some gap when no one was looking. He waved it around, and then headed out. It was so that, should anything else occur while he was going off to prepare things, he would be notified of what was said.

"Let the fun begin" he muttered gleefully as he left to make the preparations.

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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#, as written by Marcus
"Then I shall take my leave." Louis offered his condolences as he stood up only to give a mock nod of respect towards his peers. The vampiric lawyer had heard plenty of this council and could only wonder why on earth things seemed to be so easily ignored. Vampires are and will always be cursed beings forced to walk to realms with a constant hunger and never truly able to enjoy life as it should be. Instead this Gala would once more happen allowing these dark creatures to prance around with others as if they had never been cursed or seen as a blight to the lives of those who actually had a pulse within their warm hearts.

"I wish to pull myself from this organization and take solace in my ideals." with those words Louis made his way towards the door and out of the Room of Reason and into the dark world. If the party went off with a hitch then maybe the Vankoryth Détente deserved so much more and yet Louis had other plans in mind.

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Casren Bistreo Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Driselda Lacopt Character Portrait: Lazarus Bloodwheel Character Portrait: The Harlequin Character Portrait: Jaeda Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Kaleb Wuthers Character Portrait: Dakida Character Portrait: Kaiser Zaun Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Benjamin Dullahan Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Kaine Character Portrait: Alohi Kalua Character Portrait: Merek Dracul Character Portrait: Dots Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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Akio was the first one to enter, for a very drastic change, but that was probably because he was the one who called the meeting in the first place. He plopped himself on his bean bag chair, and then had the floor it was sitting on elevate to give him a better position. He was not sure how many would show up to his invitation, given how although he was likely older then most of them, he was new to the group itself.

However, they had an incredibly important topic to discuss. The defense treaty for Terra. Although Akio himself was not really enthusiastic about it, and he was very distrustful of mortals and to be fair anyone, he recognized the...uses...this treaty could have. Mainly, about how they could be seen more as equals, and solidify their own indepedence more. If they allowed this organization to go on with out them, to protect all of Terra which included themselves without them, then Akio could see it being used to say that they were lesser then them, that they needed protection, that they had nothing to contribute.

That sort of thinking and plotting could undo a lot of the work they did, such as during the Chaos Ball, and that was something Akio did not plan to allow, at least not without a fight.

"We absolutely cannot let this go on without some input ourselves. Yes, the Detente either has to be a part of this treaty...or, we must destroy it from becoming a force that will be recognized..."

Of course, Akio had no intention of limiting himself to one solution either. He believed there were only two choices for the Detente. To support it and become equals, or to destroy it entirely and prevent the risk from ever forming in the first place. The question was, what would the other members believe?

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Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Casren Bistreo Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Driselda Lacopt Character Portrait: Lazarus Bloodwheel Character Portrait: The Harlequin Character Portrait: Jaeda Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Akio Revela Character Portrait: Kaleb Wuthers Character Portrait: Dakida Character Portrait: Kaiser Zaun Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Benjamin Dullahan Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Kaine Character Portrait: Alohi Kalua Character Portrait: Merek Dracul Character Portrait: Dots Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Dermot Whiting Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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#, as written by Marcus
Louis Ancroft Vernon, The Prince of Montague's Gambit, arrived within the room wearing a sleek black Brioni suit with a red tie and accents to match his apparel and shoes. The vampiric lawyer simply dressed as was appropriate for someone of his station whilst looking with mild irritation at his peers who would arrive whilst keeping the majority of his ire in check as a cool indifference towards Akio Revela. Had his intentions not have been clear the last time he spoke to the majority within this room or did they simply forget or ignored the statement of wishing for this foolishness to end. Instead Mr. Vernon simply found his old seat and produced a few files to go over the legality of the situation before attempting to speak his ideals once more.

"I say we disband and allow the Masquerade to begin anew."

Louis finally spoke up regardless of whoever decided to listen. The obvious answer was to allow the entropy to take hold of what was present and begin again regardless of distractions or fears that the others might produce. The blood sucking lawyer simply brought his gaze around to each and every member who would be present only to collect his thoughts before speaking again.

"We are vampires, an undeniable truth, a majority of Terra and her inhabitants know of our existence only through the actions that we commit to here presently. I say we allow ourselves to fade from the public light and move to subtly change the directions of the political world around us......"

Louis paused for a moment to consider his next words only to take a needless breath and rise from his seat whilst resting his hands upon the table and leaning forward to look at his fellow councilors.

"Allow the Masquerade to come to fruition once more. Let humanity remember us only as a bedtime story to frighten their children into submission whilst we move among the shadows unseen and unhindered by the constraints of legal binding and pointless debate. I suggest that if we are to truly thrive we must consider how open we are to this world and public now and see how foolish it is to not expect any rogue with deathly intent to walk in here and attempt to kill us all."

Mr. Vernon simply frowned as he looked around only to then bring his cold attention over to Akio.

"Mr. Revela, forgive me, I have no intention of inciting a riot or creating an argument that would belittle your concerns of the current situation. In fact I pity and feel that this situation could have been remedied much sooner if my words had been listened to from the previous meeting. This is why I feel as strongly as I do about disbanding this sham and allowing things like ourselves to broadcast our intentions to the known public."

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"He has a point," Daemala had arrived. She sidled into her usual spot, snapping her fingers, a freshly corked bottle of Blud brought to her. It was, after all, her drink.

"The mortals could give a damn, and this planet is hell in a hand basket. I think it a grand idea to fade from the spotlight-"

"But what of Verinotte Hollow?" Interrupted Zosimos, his eyes glittering. Daemala shot him an incredulous look. She opened her mouth to rip him a new one when she remembered her tavern, and instead bit her lip. Her tavern was like a child to her, the patrons exhaustive and the business ho-hum. The money, though, and having the front which she did...

"Ah, yes. We've created a haven for those like us and now we seek to abandon it. How very..." He flopped out a hand, "Consistent to the nature of what we are. We create, we destroy. We are as walking gods except we can still ourselves be destroyed. Tell me," Zosimos turned to Luis, "How would you see this castle haunted? How would you propose going underground, when the very nature of everything we've done has been to raise our status to equality-though facing the facts we were never truly able to be equal, were we?" He hissed this last sentence in Daemala's direction. She herself was a vampyric supremacist, though she tried her hardest to deny it in certain company.

"If we're speaking politics," He continued, looking now to Akio, "Fading from the spotlight as being what we are may not be in our best interests. The discovery of subterfuge is all too common in the modern day. No, we must be clever. "

Zosimos grinned, and Daemala shifted in her seat. She took a long drink from her glass and considered the options. For her, fading back into the shadows might be as easy as a change of hair. Not many, other than her staff, knew what she was despite the looming implications. Her mind began to churn.

"Wha'bou' the Hollow? I reckon we can't just be comin' up as our own, yer sayin. Disband th'wholatha govrment n' just what?'" Ulrich didn't say much, but when he did, he had good questions.

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#, as written by Marcus
"I do not claim to know the answers."

Louis offered as he seemed to grow bored with this prattle. The vampiric lawyer simply stood his ground and crossed his arms only to look upon this foolish comity knowing that they had damned themselves the moment they all agreed to be public about their cursed lives.

"I just am simply pointing out that a Masquerade is in order. You allow our mortal kin to know about our locale and even weaknesses! You appoint yourselves as prideful gods who know little but claim so much. I simply believe we should step away from all of this. Return to our shadowy ways and step out from the spotlight before we risk our necks from the fanatical who have clearly been watching us prattle on like defenseless children."

He simply stood from his position and made his way out from this fop of a meeting. His words had been said and there was nothing else to add. He did however glance back to Daemala only to shake his head before taking his leave.

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“I agree with establishing the Masquerade again,” Said Reisel Dracul, “Though we cant simply slip underground, and our influence is too strong to deny us our place in history. Let us remain as we are, but protect those of us who have need.” He settled back into his seat, having spoken his truth.

“But wha of them evil forces being sensed throughout Terra?” Piped up Ulrich Paternosta, “E’er since that damn super-volcano, thingsve been esclatin wildly beyond our dear wood. Ive heard news of a plague, damnit! The Monks in tha there Shrine of Shrines have been relentless in they attempts to contack em damn thins. Should we be in a worry, or we followin the guidance o them damn crazy Monks and seek the alliance o this shit?”

“The more the merrier,” quipped Zosimos, “Assemble arms and prepare for the worst, Paternosta, if you see the need. We might receive compensation for the big poisoning at the Ball of Chaos for reputation damages. I’m still undecided as to come forth as a witness or not,” He studied his nails and looked around the room.

“Speaking of company, I’m throwing a dinner party. Strictly business, my blood. I’ll have no fangs lowered at the smell of the guests! If we are to survive this rock, more than survive, thrive on this rock, we must consider all options. After all, what is one monster to another?” Zosimos grinned.

“Is anyone from Lutetia coming?” Terun piped up with a bit of joy, hoping an old friend from the upper classes of two lifetimes ago would surface into his life again.

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#, as written by Sepokku
"Castle Vankoryth, ah yes. I trust the Conclave is already assembled in the Room?" Prince Lacroix didn't look back at his companion, eager to take his seat and get this part of Aslund under control. Castle servants saw his approach, hastily opening the large double doors that led to the Room of Reason. "My apologies for our tardiness, we ran into some unruly Kindred that were practically asking to be put down." Lacroix re-adjusted his tie while taking his seat.

The Prince's companion, a Justicar sent to ensure negotiations went smoothly, didn't bother to sit. Instead he stood behind the Prince, gazing at the assembled Kindred. "May I have a refreshment? I'm as famished as a street urchin missing both hands." Swan tipped his hat to one of the servant girls, directing his question towards Daemala.

Lacroix leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table and folding his hands together. "We're here because the laws that bind our society, the laws that are the fabric of our existence, are in disrepair. The Traditions are what separate us from savages. Lest we endanger all of our kind, the First Tradition of the Masquerade, needs to be enforced."

He paused for a moment, allowing the weight of his words to be measured, then continued. "The Detente, are powerful indeed, and it is due to this power that they cannot simply be left unchecked. My companion and I came here to make no threats, or to demand anything." A brief look was given to Ulrich, "We came here to have a civilized discussion, about the Camarilla and the Detente coming to an agreement, for the good of our kind. When that's over, we'd be delighted to attend your party Zosimos."

"Let's open a channel of communication," Lacroix moved a hand, beginning to lightly drum his fingers against the table. "The humans have become able to destroy us. Should they unite to eradicate us, the war could very well lead to our extinction. Aslund is threatened by our overexposure. The Detente should remain, yes. However they need to tighten their control over their peers. When rules in your territory are broken, I expect a Blood Hunt to be called. Fugitives have began to hide in your lands, knowing they needn't follow the Traditions. The powers that be are beginning to worry the impact this will have on our society. The Detente are more than capable of executing these fugitives."

Swan nodded, and said with a growl, "Detente, Thoughts?"

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"A Blood Hunt, for rule breakers," Ulrich smiled, always the lover of blood hunts.

"I will not be controlled. I am not a fugitive and I will not hide myself within my own territory!" Daemala scoffed, earning a sardonic look from Zosimos. She glared back and the two stared until Zosimos rolled his eyes towards Lacroix.

"The Masquerade serves it's purpose, as the Detente serves it's purpose. I see no reason why the two cannot exist with a symbiotic bond," Zosimos began, "Overexposure..."

Zosimos stood from his seat and began to slowly place.

"It's true The Detente, especially as of late, has been more a public figurehead for the Cursed Wood than anything else. Let that remain, but strengthen. We are no longer feared as we once were, and you are right: this is a problem. As for fugitives, if there are any you seek, name the names. The Detente does not harbor traitors of any kind."

Reisel cleared his throat.

"The Vankoryth Detente has done much good. It can continue to do so, so long as we keep ourselves first. Let the masquerade rekindle our senses of self. Let us attack from all sides, in gaining back control of the night. Let us do so publicly, with The Detente, and privately, with The Masquerade. I see no other option if we are to survive. We cannot fully hide, yet we shouldn't fully show."

Zosimos plopped back into his seat.

"We will protect The Masquerade. We will slip into every skin we have. We are the Vampire Lords of Vankoryth, we are the secret shadows which pull the strings of society. We are the night. Now, about those traitors. What have they done to threaten those who exist in The Masquerade? Have their actions threatened The Vankoryth Detente?"

Ulrich Paternosta snorted, "Dare they. We'll get 'em."

Terun frowned from his seat, still thinking about the dinner party.

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Akio smiled, sitting in his bean bag chair that might seem out of place, but somehow the atmosphere around him indicated something else. From what he was hearing, it seemed that things would be going in a way desirable for him. Public acknowledgement gave him the ability to run large labs without having to move around a lot, and secrecy would let him get the harder to access items and ingredients he needed.

Indeed, if one wanted to be technical, they could say that Akio had always been operating in both the day and night, given his constant desire to get more test subjects and keep a supply of fresh blood.

"I for one, find this proposal to be quite agreeable. After all, we cannot just submit, go back to hiding and waste all this effort, but we also cannot forget our roots, our heritage".

Incidentally, Akio was actually one of the oldest vampires present, well over one thousand years old. Because of that, there were a number of younger vampires that looked older who, despite hte way he acted, treated him like a superior already due to being alive for so long.

And of course, he also had three servants that came with him, his most loyal retainers.

"As for the traitors, if you could so kindly bring them to me alive, I would be happy to make good use of them. After all, getting test subjects is something I always could use help in".

Showing his fangs in a smile, he looked around at the others and he raised a glass of blood.

"After all, we are the Detente, the Masquerade, and whatever we wish to be. Our public goal is equality and respect, but everyone here should not delude themselves. Our private goal is quite simple, we take what we want, and we keep it no matter who tries to get in our way. We are a greedy, gluttonous people who simply wish to fufill our desires".

Although some might feel chills go down their spines when they heard Akio speak like this, one couldn't really say he was wrong either. And yet, one might just get the feeling he had more desires then most.

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#, as written by Rulke
A figure would step into the room escorted by two finely dressed armed knights bearing the Lessard Crest. Although dressed modern, she had what could almost be called ancient eyes. Each step was purposeful and direct before she came to the table and spoke in an English Accent, "You all of you lack decorum to not invite any of the Lessards to this shambles you call a meeting. Well, fortunately, my schedule is not full and also because this needs to be addressed." she indicates to her Knights to remove their helmets before turning her red eyes to Zosimos, "You really thought we would not find out? You really thought you could end one of the oldest Hunter Lines without consequences? I would ask if you are just dimwitted or just a fucking spastic, but I know why you did it and finally, you are reaping what you sow."

She would gesture for one of the knights to speak, "Sir Lauden, you tell these cretins please what you were told." the Knight nodded approaching the table, his very presence regal, "As I explained Dutchess Hazel, one of the Thralls informed us that the girlfriend of Maria Van-Helsing has been encouraged to take up arms by another. We do believe they intend to end this experiment."

The red-haired girl with such fiery barbs laughed darkly, "I do believe a human expression comes to mind here. The chickens have come to roost. Zosimos as representative of the Lessard Family it is deemed your offence is so great and endangers us all that you should be made to answer for this slight. Thus I call for Noctem Judicii where you will be able to answer for this insanity and prove whether you should be spared. If you refuse..." she paused turned to the Knight said something in French before seemingly agreeing and remarking, "Then by Decree of the Lessard Family you are exiled for your crimes against our kind and the utter reckless endangerment. To think Casren put you in charge, and now you bring a war to our kind." scowling she draws out a handkerchief and blow her nose before continuing, "Daemala Tauvyr as the actual leader of Detente you must understand what he did endangers our kind?" she asked her voice suddenly gentle even adorable, "Who will second me so we confirm this and move on to more important affairs?"

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Zosimos began to laugh, but a swift motion from Daemala's gloved hand had his building roar silenced in an instant. Her gaze flit around the room, resting on the Ulrich. Terun, however, sensed something very familiar about the Lessard newcomers. He stuck to his spot and silence, wondering why he was awash with such an uncomfortable feeling.

"Ridiculo-" Hissed Zosimos, cut off in an instant and frozen on the spot. The only part of the old vampire which remained mobile were his eyes, locked in an instant with Ulrich. The two were engaged in an internal power struggle. Ulrich could keep Zosimos still, but not for long. Several members of the Forces Vankoryth entered the Room of Reason, positioning themselves around Zosimos, ready to engage. They nodded at the Knights of the Lessards, granting them permission to intervene if necessary.

"A trial," Daemala was doing her best to hide a smile. Just minutes ago Zosimos held the floor. She would have to play her cards carefully so as not to lose what favor he gained.

"A trial. for indeed the reason for our return to the Masquerade and the reason for all of this toe-tipping, the very actions of you. Zosimos," She turned to face the room, no longer hiding her grin. She first addressed Akio.

"First, we, of course, must present a trial. After which, I trust, you have a system ready for what to do with those found....guilty, yes?" Daemala next looked to Lacroix, "As soon as you have a list of these fugitives, the damage doers who hide in our dark asylum, we will begin taking action. Ulrich and Reisel, you will assist Prince Lacroix in whatever he needs so that damage must be undone."

Ulrich had turned a new shade of pale, both him and Zosimos quivering. Daemala took her seat, having said her bit and wishing to get on with it all already. There was a quick scuffle as Ulrich released Zosimos, and he was apprehended. It would take a close observer to see the syringe as it released into Zosimos, doing nothing aside nullifying his shapeshifting and shadow-blending powers. It would last long enough to get him to containment.

Obscenities were spat, a chair was sadly broken, three tapestries hit the ground ripped, and Terun didn't come out from under the table until the door had shut on Ulrich, Zosimos, and his escorts.

"What about the dinner party?" Terun asked quietly. Daemala ignored him and took her leave, curtsying the royalty and giving respectful nods to the rest. Everyone could sort out whatever from here, she assumed. All she cared was that she was recognized as the leader of the Vankoryth Detente, pesky Zosimos was out of her way, and there was dinner party that needed a change in arrangements. On her way out she nearly toppled over a courier, who had a note regarding a new energy disturbance somewhere in the Cursed Wood. Daemala could scream.

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Manik Chakor set a large golden envelope down on the table. Inside were a selection of smaller golden envelopes. He withdrew about a third of these and whisked away

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Daemala Tauvyr arrived and had a seat before the golden envelope. It was a delight they had arrived on time! She didn't trust her messenger, despite being a fellow member of the Detente. He was a slimeball. Smaller than she had expected. When she picked it up it was the right weight. Pretty heavy- but lighter than the full order. Manik had followed his instructions, for once, all except one detail.

The envelopes were supposed to be silver.

She took in a deep breath and leaned back, one hand slowly migrating to the other. She absentmindedly twist the ring. Zosimos was in custody, and she was the Queen of the Vampires. A laugh escaped her lips. Casren was gone. She didn't get sad.
The castle was hers to rule!
...duh.

Daemala sliced open one of the envelopes with a stiletto nail colored blood and let it fall to the table. Out she fished a gold piece of starched fabric, which served as the invitation. It was impeccably embroidered with flowery lettering. She held it delicately aloft and grinned. Oh, this was going to be lovely.