1) A Lifetime Of Nightmares (Alexei Kyrrs)
2) Finally! A Job! (Hannah Berkley)
3) The Science Of War (Alexei Kyrrs)
4) Amongst These Broken Mirrors (Alexei Kyrrs)
Damian Veron's Biography
Put on your pretty lies, you're in the city of wonder.
Locked in a world by the fallen evil souls. Torn right apart for your life insane. Burning in my mind now to bring my life to hold. Reach out and die in the flames.
Fire in my soul will forever rise again. Nothing in my mind to remember now. Broken by the fear of the dark night calling. Ride free on endless seas, the final curtain falls. Cut the ground from down below, the time to lock and to load.
Personal Information
Name: Damian Veron
Age: Looks mid 20s
Gender: Male
Species: Vampire, something more
Clan: Lasombra
Generation: 9th
Height: 6 ft
Build: Lean, Muscular.
Eye Color: Endless black, known to shift color depending on the mood.
Hair Color: Raven Black
Marital Status: Single
Appearance: Elegance and class leak from every pore of his body, and his carriage still shouts old aristrocrat. Raven dark hair sheds rainbows in the light, enhancing unholy black eyes set in a crystalline pale complexion. The bone structure of his face in flawlessly superb and his taste in clothing unbeatable. Always wearing an onyx ring in his right hand.
Personality: Wise and Powerful. Arrogant, Self-assured and fiercely intelligent. Mysterious, crafty, cunning, ruthless. Dominating. Gets what he wants however he can. He is a hedonist in every sense of the word. Doesn't care much for the thought of good deeds; learned what those will do to a man. Self serving with little loyalty, excepting a ver few. It takes a lot to hold his attention. Gets bored easily.
Skills: Leadership, Manipulation, Seduction, getting what he wants in general.
Disciplines: Obtenebration, Dominate, Potence, Protean, Auspex.
Likes: Absolute Power and Control. Women. Hunting. Money.
Dislikes: His father. Daybreak. Humans.
Background Information
Mother: Annalise Xaphina, Dead.
Father: Lucifer Xaphan, Status Unknown
Godfather: Leonidus Veron
Siblings: Alexei Kyrrs
Other Relatives: None
Children: None
Significant Other: None
Friends: None
Pets: We shall see.
A man is made by his history. From the hours of his creation to the strained breaths of his death, his history is his sculptor.
The sound of soft clapping filled the space around the two of them, as Jane appeared quickly and quietly as always. A grin upon her lips as she walked towards the man who was now evidently stronger. So much so, that he was practically protruding. A small laugh escaped her lips, her soft curls bouncing freely over her back. "Congratulations, you've ranked again. But you might want to buy some new clothes, doll." She bit into a smirk, her fingers quickly finding their way to the fabric stretched tightly over his arms. "Seems those ones wont do you much good anymore."
Dressed all in black, low rise jeans, tank top and a leather jacket, she snuck from her rooms at the coven making her way thru the darkened realm streets to his.
Slipping into the dark halls keeping to the shadows, she makes her way to his room. The door squeaked just a bit as she pushed it open. Her full lips curve into a gentle smile watching him sleep for just a moment.
Leaning over her small soft tongue laced over the outter rim of his ear, she whispered gently into his ear "How hungry are you Mr Veron ? "
An involuntary roll of her eyes came as soon as he spoke. It happened more often than not. Damian with all of his snarky, c*cky comments... How amusing. She wouldn't pretend that she didn't see his hand shoot to his pocket. She hadn't even considered trying to steal from him at this particular instance. It wasn't the time nor the place. No, she would strike when he was least expecting it, and take him for all he was worth. Only then would she achieve what she was looking to.
"I won't disagree with you. I work hard to keep it that way." She quirked a brow, a tiny smirk taking place over her lips. Her eyes wandering freely, though quite lazily, over the form before her. "Though I'm you already... Know that." A small chuckle pushed itself from her throat, amusement dripping from it. "Anyway, instead of assuming that I'm out to get you," She was, of course speaking of the wallet that now laid within his side pocket, "How about you just accept the congratulations I'm delivering. And don't make me say it twice, cause this is all you get." Biting into a rather large grin that threatened to grace her face, her gaze quickly wandered back to his face, her eyes meeting with his as she gave a quick, half shrug. "Well, for now, anyways."
This was terrible. Horrible. A travesty in every meaning of the word. And the worst part of it was that she would never be able to live it down. If he'd been hard to be around before, she Alex couldn't imagine what he must be like now. Maybe if she worked hard and caught up to him, his head wouldn't swell to big, though she doubted that. What with all the extra attention he was bound to get.
Alex found her brother, and flashed a grin dripping with sweetness. Maybe she'd give him diabetes before he could rank again. "Congratulations on ranking brother. I see your still not keeping your promise to me." Figuring that she shouldn't be a total b*tch, Alex swopped in and gave him a slobbery kiss on the cheek, before rushing off into the night.
She grinned as she stepped to Damian, walking around him from behind. She reached out slowly, her finger touching his bicep lightly, trailing along his arm as she stepped out in front of him. "Hmm, you certainly seem stronger. So I suppose it's true, you've ranked." A tiny smirk replaced the grin upon her face as she quirked an eyebrow at him, "Now you've got to start working twice as hard to catch up with me!" She waggled her eyebrows playfully, a small chuckle rumbling within her throat.
"Are you suggesting that I don't?" She questioned, putting all of her weight on her left leg as she leaned a little, c*cking her hip slightly. With a roll of her eyes she added, with too much confidence, though that was the intention, "I don't think I'm undeserving of anything." That spoiled attitude that reared it's head every so often peeked through then, though it was mostly for her own amusement. She found it fun to watch people squirm. Or in Damian's case, get a little too defensive... She always did have more fun with him than anyone else...
"A mutt, huh?" Jane spoke through gritted teeth, her lips pulled tight around them. She seemed to fume as she took a step closer to the man, standing a good half a foot shorter than him. No matter, height didn't intimidate her, and neither did Damian. "Shame you don't have any manners." She poked his chest hard as she spoke, her words strained as she refrained herself from delivering him a swift kick in the ass.
"I think you need to learn how to congratulate someone... properly." A smile tugged at her lips seconds after the words had left her mouth. It looked innocent, but where Jane was concern, there was always ulterior intent. As she dropped her arm to the side, she looked to him with a lolled head, her expression somber. "You should really learn to be nice." A half smirk formed on her lips when she crossed her arms over her chest, stepping away then to take back her own space.
"Excuse me? I need to find someway to make up for.. what, exactly? Ranking?" Jane scoffed lightly before a rather thunderous laugh exploded from her lips. "Not likely, Darlin'. I haven't done anything wrong. You're not.. Jealous, are you?"
She narrowed her eyes, her bright blue orbs glistening as she glared at him. "And besides, you just told me you hated me. I don't think that constitutes the need to make up for a damn thing." She raised her hand then, tapping her chin with her finger as she pursed her lips in thought. "Hmm, actually, I think that means you should be the one... groveling."
She chuckled lightly, the smallest of smirks dominating the corner of her lips. She didn't care if he was upset about her getting stronger. It was something she worked hard for. Was he threatened? Jealous? Put off? Good, it might make him good for more amusing conversation.
Her eyes narrowed , she hissed at him softly... Releasing the front of his shirt she immediately calmed. Running her hands down the front soothing the wrinkled material.
The movement causing the soft clink of metal as her silver claim rattled at her neck. Deep purrss slipped from her lips as she moved closer to him. Her petite body barely brushing against his muscular one.
She looked up at him , a demure look in her green orbs. "Why M'Lord would you think I have any form of love for you. Surely you must be obsessed yourself to assume such things. " Her lips curve into a devious smile, she winks taking a step back from him knowing full well he would retaliate .....
You hit Damian Veron for 180 damage.
You won the encounter!
You received $900.00.
She grabbed the front of his shirt. Her dark green eyes narrow watching his obsidian ones. Growling soft , her lips sneer .. "Have I told you lately how much I effin hate you ? "
Tev's golden eyes glinted in amusement over the rim of the subject of his goading, her small fingers coming up to playfully adjust the garish blue lenses. The smirk that teased at her lips was terribly difficult to curb. "Well then, perhaps the glasses should stay.. for me arse's own dear protection, o'course. It deserves better than to be stared at from afar by those covetous eyes o'yours." Fragrant smoke drifted from her lips in lazy patterns as she spoke, and she flicked the dwindling cigarette from between her fingers and into the puddle below the runoff drain from the roof.
"On contraire, I seem to turn up with the strangest people."
She looked to the side as if to make sure the cigarette butt had reached it's intended target so she could hide her pleased grin, and the accompanying glint of her wickedly sharp canines.. her strangely dark, soft laughter was easily heard nonetheless. "Ah, Damian.. you're more right than you know.." She stepped away from the wall she'd been resting against and turned to the back door of the pub, opening it a bit. The creaky swing of the door released sounds of loud, gruff voices and overly excited sports announcers. Tev paused then, and turned to glance at Damian, her fiery red hair slightly illuminated by the light from inside the pub. She spoke as though she were continuing her thought, rather than making a different statement. "..they do need my attention more than you." She chuckled and nodded pointedly over his shoulder, where there were a few girls that had paused across the street and were looking interestedly toward him. "Looks like you have more than you can handle already, dorcha amháin.."
Soft, teasing laughter drifted through the space between them, and the door creaked shut behind her as she disappeared into the smoky air of the pub.
How was it.. that nobody seemed to notice when he walked into a room. She'd noticed that he could command attention as easily and adroitly as the world's greatest dope Czar in a theater full of junkies. It had also come to her attention that he could remain as unseen and undetected as the sleekest, most cunning alley cat.. so it seemed to her that he could choose the level of attention he so desired. However, there was never one time that he had managed to slip her attention. Was it preconceived on his part? Or was she just much more aware of his presence than the others that happened to be nearby?
Regardless of the inscrutable truth of things, she could see Damian's outline passing the outside of the alleyway from where she stood in a circle of lamplight in the back of the Pub she bartended in. O'Sullivan's. She was taking a quick smoke break just outside the back door. Muffled music and loud voices could still be heard from inside, and a hazy cloud of smoke surrounded Tev's fiery red head like a demonic halo. Her golden eyes flashed through those ridiculous glasses as she noticed him.
Coincidence?
Whether or not it was, she couldn't stop from calling his attention.. even if he already knew she was there. "If yer stalkin' me, then you should give a bit of a tap on me window at night so I can shut the blinds before yeh see me bare arse.. it's quite the treasure, and the sight could blind yeh." Soft laughter followed the cheeky statement, stopping only when she lifted the cigarette to her lips for a slow drag. Even then, the smirk on her lips was clear as day behind the smoke. Tev muttered softly, her words carrying the burning fragrance of smoke with them. "Yeh seem to turn up in the strangest of places.."
Rolling her eyes, the wolfess wiped the grin off of her face. She found it so adorable, really, that he was constantly feigning objection to her and her antics. Endearing, even. I mean, if she didn't have a psychotic tendency here and there, how boring would that be?
Slowly, as he spoke, the smallest, tiniest of smiles tugged at the corner of her mouth. Again, and again... and again, eh? Not that she would ****** , in all honesty.
"You could never get enough?" She raised a brow, her bottom lip withdrawn into her mouth as she gnawed on it for only a second, a stray thought wandering through her mind. "Why don't you just admit it. You do have a bit of a soft spot for me and my.. 'unpredictable'..ness."
The vampire had a sharp tongue, which was in part, a large reason why she found herself liking him as much as she did. Quick witted, and mouthy.. just how she liked all of her.. company.
She looked to him with a raised brow, watching as he spoke. His snarky expression never surprised her, she'd become incredibly used to it. "I find that hard to believe." Noting, that she'd always found he seemed just as insatiable as she was. "If you did, you wouldn't be standing here, speaking with me on the matter, would you?"
She batted her lashes all dramatic like, a stubborn expression washing over her face. "You just be careful where you're reaching from now on." She winked at him, and it was obviously meant to be both playful and sarcastic.
Damian Veron just failed at stealing money from you!
She clicked her tongue to the top of her mouth, shaking her head slowly, though her eyes never strayed from Damian's. "You know, Karma is a bigger ***ch, than I'll ever be.." A sizable grin overwhelmed her face, full of wicked intent. "Just you wait, darlin'. I'll get you."
Elizabeth was so happy that her heart was about to explode. Trying to calm her nerves, Elizabeth decided to bake Key Lime Pies for her friends and the realm. Elizabeth approached him slowly. Standing in front of him, she smiled and held out a pie. "I know we don't know each other all that well, but I still thought you deserved one. I hope you like it." Elizabeth smiled waiting for him to take his pie.
*the look of amusement crossing his face upset her even more. The dull red in her eyes had turned to fire engine red, her temper flaring to an almost alarming level. Taking a deep breath to try to enhance her calm, it failed miserably, but she was able to remember one thing that would get his attention. He hadn't given her that information yet* Yes I knew you, I knew you quite well.......Damian. You want humoring at this moment, well, I don't believe I'm in the mood to do that now. You just try to figure it out for yourself, and when you do, you can come find me *looking into those eyes of his, Lesava smiled an almost evil smile* you were always able to find me quite easily, Damian.......*she turned from him then and started walking in the opposite direction, her cloak swirling around her frame as she did*
She snaps her little pearly white points together and waggles her eyebrows at him. The emerald green orbs hold a mischief only he can fathom.. "Care for a ....bite ? "
Hmmm yes love. Not sure what you have been doing in your spare time as I try to not give you any,, *smirks* . But yes you may wish to move your....behind.
Through slightly narrowed eyes Jane looked to Damian as he approached her, and the wide smile plastered upon his face was the first thing that alarmed her. Hardly ever could he be found without that incredibly devious grin, and the way he'd approached her like he was actually happy for her.. well, that was a bit alarming too. She couldn't help but nearly snort upon his congratulation. Janey girl? She thought, and a most amused of grins formed upon her full lips as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"I imagine it was incredibly hard for you to swallow your pride and say that. What incentive you had, I'm not entirely sure, but.. I appreciate it anyway." She paused, and offered him a genuine smile. "Thank you."
*stopping short of the man, his tone would normally have scared the lights out of most people, but she wasn't most people. Narrowing her gaze to match his own, her eyes started to burn a dull red to match her mood. The memories she had seen were overshadowed by this man's arrogance. Raising an eyebrow, she spoke in an even tone despite the passionate memories his face has evoked* I had thought you might be a gentleman with your gate and stature, but I guess looks can be deceiving. I had merely thought you were someone I knew long ago, I guess I was mistaken. I don't think I would be inclined to involve myself with someone as arrogant as you are, Sir *brushing the hair from her forehead, she nodded curtly to the man* I'll just be on my way .......
*she had looked down for a brief moment to check her diamond encrusted watch, then looked back up, feeling his eyes on her before she saw them. They were black as coal, she could see that from here. A memory drifted through her mind, those same black eyes burning into her eyes, they were on a balcony together, his arms were around her......her eyes fluttered wide with alarm. She knew him, and she knew him quite well, it would seem, but the name escaped her. She had to speak with him, find out who this was that was assaulting her memories from out of nowhere. She moved toward him at a quicker pace now, his scent ever more familiar to her as she neared him*
*walking down the street, her black cape flowing behind her, she noticed the man ahead of her, and she frowned, studying him carefully. She knew that face, but couldn't place it. Her memory was still coming back to her some, but this man stood out greatly. Lesava approached the man cautiously, unclear if he was a friend or foe to her as of yet. She removed the hood from her head, the moonlight shining down on her jet black hair, her eyes studying the gentleman as Lesava struggled for recognition*
She rolled her eyes only slightly at his comment. Futile? Hardly. Her eyes soon found themselves narrowing, throwing a shifty glare at the man as he spoke his last words. "Get me drunk! Pcha!" She scoffed, though her eyes were opened wide now and her gaze was shifting rather suspiciously. "My tolerance to alcohol is.. incredible." She flashed a credulous smile then, her pearly whites peeking from behind her lips.
"+5 awesomeness?" She raised a brow, a laugh spilling from her lips as she shook her head. "Oh, didn't you know? My defense is MAX. I'm practically..." She started tapping her chin absentmindedly, "immune to awesomeness. Sorry." She feigned a frown. "But not to worry, I'm sure you'll come up with something." She winked playfully, a small laugh escaping from her once more.
"You're ranking so quickly.." A small smirk tugged at the corner of Jane's lips, her stance relaxed as she crossed one arm over the other. "I think I'd better get myself in gear or you're going to be stronger than me soon." She teased, chuckling deviously as the words escaped her mouth.
If you're friendly and you know it,
clap your hands.
If you're friendly and you know it,
clap your hands.
If you're friendly and you know it,
and you really want to show it,
If you're friendly and you know it,
clap your hands!
Please forgve my rudeness on your arrival Damian *Savannah lowers her head and held her hand out to make peace* The rebirth of myself was a hard one, I'm trying to keep myself sane
*holds her hand out with a soft smile * Hello I am Kayleen and welcome to the realm on behalf of the Shadows and Light. If you have any questions or need any help please by all means come to me or one of our other covenmates to help you. Make yourself at home and again welcome .
*Walking up to you with a friendly smile.* "Hello, I am Crystal. May I welcome you to the Relm?" *I reach out my hand in greetings.* "I am from the Coven of Shadows and Light. If you need help, call upon me."
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