Christine - 12/06/97 20:20:45
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As I waited for Louis to say something, the woman appeared behind him. Nat. Of all the people.... "Why, Nat? So you can betray me? You were right there when they threaten the life of my family!" I wanted to strangle her. Beat her to a plup. Anything but t lk to her. "Why can't you just get the hell out of my life? I want to live a normal life! Can't you people understand that?! I want to sing and act. I want to be with my family! Watch my nieces and nephew grow up! I want my dog and my rose garden!" I felt like ripping my hair out. In fact, my hands were in my hair, tugging at it. This was the last straw. "Screw you, Nat! Get the fuck out of my life once and for all!"

Natalie - 12/06/97 20:00:32
Note: Lestat it's been snowing for three days here too. I'm sick of it.

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The man took the card and then left. Good, he's probably going to get Christine. This wasn't to bad, or was it. The little girl stared at me and I sensed she wasn't to pleased by my intrusion. Too bad little girl. I'll be out of here with Christine a d you'll never have to hear from us again. "What's your..." She grabbed my wrist, her nails digging into my flesh. Okay, so pleased wasn't exactly the right word to use. "Uh, I don't mean to be rude, but your hurting me." The girl just smiled, but sh released me when the blond-haired vampire appeared. This was my chance. I pushed her out of my way and ran further into the house until I found the man standing in the doorway. I saw Christine standing in front of him, her eyes bloodshot. "Christine, ts Nat. Please just listen to me. If not do it because we were great friends when we were younger."

Christine - 12/06/97 17:39:58
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Note: It's raining here - they say it's monsoon-like condictions. Ah - California....

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As I was about to open the door to leave I heard a gentle knock. Louis. Gathering up my courage, I opened the door, hoping it wouldn't comment on my blood shot eyes or red nose. "I'm all set to go. Once I'm out of your life you all won't have this trouble anymore." I spoke first. If I kept talking maybe I could get out of here. I felt like if I didn't somehow Louis would find a way to make me stay. "I'm sorry I caused all this. Next time I'll be more careful to make sure the house it abandoned. Anyway," I ontinued, turning my back, "I should have known a full night's sleep in a real bed was too good to be true. At least I got to have a real bath though, not some 3-minute thing at the shelter. Where should I go next? Can't go back to California, that's wher my family is. Maybe I'll go to Mexico. If worst comes to worst I could always be a prositute. It's still better then working for them and I hear white women are highly prized as hookers down there. Though I'd be highly careful to stay off the drugs." Tha 's right keep talking, just ramble before he does something to make you break down again, flash him that old grin that shows you're teasing about the prositute thing, that you'd never do it. Yes, that was good, mayhaps the grin was a tad too big, but it w ll do. Of course he knows you'd *never* be a prositute. Least, not unless you had easy access to a huge supply of condoms. "Well, I guess I better get going. Get the hell out of your lives before I ruin them any farther." With that I made to go past Louis but he was still in the doorway and not budging.

Lestat de Lioncourt - 12/06/97 13:30:01
Note: Snowing here too, Nat. It has done that for three days by now.. =)

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I was brething slowly, trying to calm down now. How good it felt with some moments peace. I closed my eyes and tried to think through things, in a calm and moderate way, but the voices inside, the mortal woman saying something about a number to call if th y had any complaints, was disturbing, though I couldn't help but listen. I felt a laughter coming up inside me, almost manical, and the more I tried, the less I succseded with my attempts to hold it down, and soon I was shaking by laughter. If anyone woul happen to pass by in that moment, they would believe I was mad. So what did I care? Let them think I'm some kind of psycho if they wanted to. Maybe I was insane, always had been. I just couldn't stop laughing, and it felt so great to let go all of it. I on't know how long it were, but after a while I sat down, lending against the door. I was panting silent, and then I started to consentrate on the voices inside, once more. Someone was walking upstairs. Oh, it was probably Louis, going to take care of poo Christine. But that would mean that Claudia was alone downstairs with the Talamasca member. I hoped Louis hadn't been expecting her to survive this night. Once again I felt ashamed for my behavior, running out like that, and my reasons, but I forced myse f to forget about it. I didn't like to reflect over what my motives for this and that had been. I was a good liar, even good on lying for myself, and that was what I was going to do now. Nothing really had happened. I had just needed -fresh air- nothing m re, nothing less. I got up and opened the door.

Louis - 12/06/97 09:09:21
Note: I'm sorry I've taken so long to post! This behavior may continue all throughout this week, though. Damn finals...

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So many things were happening around here that I could hardly keep my head on straight. Another Talamasca agent had entered our home, wishing to speak to Christine, who in response yelled at the auburn haired girl and ran up the stairs saying that she was leaving. Lestat had gone outside, although *why* I couldn't figure out, and it was beginning to worry me. Claudia, still standing beside me, had snapped at the other mortal, who introduced herself as Nat Mayfair, and handed me a card. "If you have any com laints here's the number to call," she said. I looked very closely at her, observing her obviously trained behavior. I had noticed that from the moment she'd entered the townhouse she refused to make eye contact with me, apparently thinking this some sort of defense. But she *did* look at me now, and I saw her tense up as if expecting something horrible to occur. And what was she anticipating? That I would extract her darkest fears from her mind? I didn't have the power for that. Or perhaps that I would hy notize her? Well, if it happened, it would be quite unintentional. No, I've never been one to purposely play with mortals, so I quietly said "Thank you," and placed the card on the shelf by the door. But Christine- she was obviously shaken up as she ran u the stairs, and I knew I had to do something. "Will you excuse me for a minute?" I said to Nat and Claudia, as I turned away and walked up the stairs. I knew it was probably dangerous to leave Nat with my Claudia, but I hoped that she'd behave in my abse ce. And besides, Lestat was right outside in case something happened- that is, if he didn't side with Claudia. Upon reaching the guest room, I knocked on the door and called "Christine, it's Louis. Can I come in?" I could hear things being moved around, a d I hoped she wouldn't do anything that would further jeopardize her safety...

Natalie - 12/06/97 01:43:22
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Note: It's snowing here and I hate it. How I wish I really were in New Orleans. ::sniff::

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Christine came into the room, screaming at the top of her lungs. She wanted the Talamasca out of her life, but unfortunately I couldn't allow it. She had signed a contract, legal and binding, stating to be faithful to the motherhouse. She was just too aluable to be left alone. A part of me felt sorry for Christine. Having powers made us different and to be chased around relentlessly must be incredibly stressful. If she would just give in... What's the use? Even if I did manage to convince her, wou d these immortals let us go? How foolish of Christine to have come here. I spoke to the little girl and the one with the green eyes. "I regret any trouble my agents might of caused. The obviously acted a little rash." As if I didn't. Barging in here knowing I may not even leave. "This is Talamasca business and has nothing to do with your *kind*. I'll just go speak to Christine and then we'll leave. We've obviously disrupted your home, and this was not our intention. By the way, my name is Mayfai , but you can call me Nat. If you have any complaints here's the number to call," I grabbed a card from my back pocket and handed it to the man, "and they'll listen and try to handle your complaints" Just as those words left my mouth, my eyes blurred. i>Oh God. Not now, not a vision. I saw their eyes fiercly penetrating through my mind and I suspected that my little speech would not be approved. As if it were not expected. Talamasca had drilled me hard and as part of my precious training, I had to learn how to bullshit my way out of anything. I waited for them to react.

Christine - 12/05/97 20:27:37
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Bloody Talamasca! Damn them! Why couldn't they go away?! I slammed around, getting dressed. Then I made up the bed and put the old nightie away. I wanted to scream or something. I didn't want them coming into this house. I felt bad. Here Lestat and Louis aid I could stay and all I did was cause them trouble. I started to cry. I didn't want to leave, I really didn't. But it didn't matter what I wanted, the Talamasca would continue to chase me and hurt my friends - when I could make any. I had done nothing ut bring hell into this household and now I had to leave it. I sniffled, trying to calm down my crying. It was time to get out of here before I did any more damage.

Lestat de Lioncourt - 12/05/97 18:42:56
Note: Acting strange...problems with emotionality... :::smiles:::

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I followed her inside, stood right behind her as she began to spoke, telling us that all she wanted was to talk to Christine. She almost screamed to the woman, asking why she couldn't be left alone. "...you threaten my family now you break into these good peoples' home and invade their privacy!" Good people? GOOD PEOPLE?? I had never though anyone who knew us would call us good people. A smile was playing on my lips, even though I tried to tell my self that this was not a comic situation, or it should not e, but I could not help but laugh at it. Claudia were in a very bad mood right now. But what had I been expecting? I had knew that she wouldn't like our decition about letting Christine staying at all, and with another Talmasca member in here it was reall the last straw. She was blaiming Louis, then turning to the mortal, and at last at Christine. "Madamoiselle, I shall hold you responsible for anything that occurs in this house that displeases me.*She* is your responsibility now, cherie, and I suggest yo do something about it" Christine was running up the stairs, mentioning something about leaving us, hopeing that would give us some peace. I supposed that would be best for everyone.
It hadn't been anything but trouble since she first showed up, and it was only growing worse and worse. They shall not leave us in peace until they are no longer alive! How right she was! Christine's goodbye would set an end to all this. Things wou d go back like it were again- Nice, peaceful... and boring. I could see the hate in Claudias eyes. She wanted them all death, and so did I, all but Christine. I didn't want Christine to leave. Yes, I wanted Talamasca out of here, I wanted to be left alone now, but I didn't want it to happen this way! I wanted her to stay with us! And this feelings was making me furious. Damned Talamasca! Damned Christine, who made me feel *this*, whatever it was! And that Talamasca member in front of me.. right now I wante to see her burn in hell! I wanted to kill her, slowly, make her suffer for no particular reason, or maybe for all the reasons in the world. I wanted to hurt someone. I wanted to scream to all of them to go to hell! Most of all I just wanted to cry on Lou s shoulder. I did none of this. "I need some fresh air" I said, very very silent, and went out of the house again, closing the door behing me and stood there, looking nowhere, out into the night. I had used a very bad excuse, for a very ridiculous acting. What the hell was I'm doing? This was childish! This was something Louis -might- could have done. But I? Not a chance! Lestat what is wrong with you? I felt embarassed over my acting. I knew I soon had to get inside again, acting like *the real* Lestat ag in, and I would, as soon as I had get this damned emotions under control. She was just another mortal, in a world of thousands and thousands and thousand again. If I was lucky, the others were to buisy to notice my strange behavior.

Claudia de Lioncourt - 12/05/97 14:40:07

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We need not search for long, for Christine was upon us as soon as we had returned. She looked badly, and I wondered if it had been the watchers who had accosted her, or if it had been Lestat. In his very mortal way, Louis worried over her bruises until e was distracted by the entrance of another. At the sight of yet another one, I was furious! "You see Louis ~ I told you! They shall not leave us in peace until they are no longer alive!" I grabbed the wrist of our newest guest, focusing my angered ga e directly at her. She was begging for mercy already, saying she wished only to speak to Christine. "All in due time, my dearest....but now you must deal with me." I was stepping forward as I spoke, causing her to step back as I advanced. " I wish to k ow what holds such facination to you. Do you think us beautiful? Do you understand that I am not the child you see before you? Do you wish for your life to follow the course that was chosen for me? If you do not, I would recommend that you take those houghts back to your greedy little organization." I held her close, keeping my voice lowered, keeping her eyes fixed upon my own. After a moment's silence I released her, stepping back away from her and turning to Christine. "Madamoiselle, I shall hol you responsible for anything that occurs in this house that displeases me." I motioned to the girl, "*she* is your responsibility now, cherie, and I suggest you do something about it"

Christine - 12/05/97 04:01:52
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When I got out into the hall I saw Louis and Claudia were there. Louis expressed concern about my wrist and I was about to tell him about the Talamasca when a woman came in, cornered basically by Lestat. She seemed to try to be avoiding his gaze - saying he just wanted to talk to me. Yeah, right. Then she turned and saw Louis. This was it, this was the last straw! "Why can't you people leave me alone?" I'm sure the rage was plain on my face. "Bad enough you chase me, but you threaten my family now you bre k into these good peoples' home and invade their privacy! Get this thru your thick skull - I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR CORUPPT ORGANIZATION!" With that I started to pound up the stairs. Halfway up I stopped and turned, leveling my gaze on the three vam ires. "I'll get changed and leave. Don't worry, I'll never darken your doorstep again nor will I do anything to bring harm to any of you. Maybe once I'm gone you can have some peace. I'm sorry I'm nothing but trouble." With that I finished going upstairs nd started to get dressed. So much for my full night's sleep in a real bed....

Natalie Mayfair - 12/04/97 23:36:09
Note: Something wicked this way comes

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The townhouse loomed towards me as I neared, its magnifence astounding, but the darkness within, almost depressing. I glanced around and saw one of *them* A blond with tiny droplets of blood staining his silk shirt. Great! If I died right now, I'd nev r have enough time to talk to Christine. I had to get to the door before him, but would I make it in time. The thought of being desert crossed my mind and on inpulse I ran as fast as I could reaching the door and pushing it open only to run into another of their kind. This was my lucky day. Mincemeat for vampires, my superiors would get a kick out of this. I smiled at the vampire before me, trying to avoid his eyes because I knew they could hypnotize. I glanced at his skin, pale like marble, smooth as stone. My eyes wandered to his hair, jet-black. He was beautiful. I felt his hand reach for my chin and I nearly lost it. Those eyes, emerald spheres that floated on such a beatiful head. Natalie, you've officially lost all reason now. "Don't hurt m ." I blurted out, "I just want to speak to Christine, that's all" I could feel the other vampire behind me. All I could do was wait.

Louis - 12/04/97 21:31:30

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Claudia and I walked hand in hand through the streets, neither of us saying a word until we had turned the corner of our block. "I love you Louis, I always will," she said to me. "Please do not be angry with me, for I do not think I could bear it." I look d down into her shimmering blue eyes, and knew that no matter what happened between us, I couldn't stay angry with her for any length of time. It just wasn't possible. She was my life, my child, the one who I would take with me to the ends of the earth. " on't worry on that account, my beloved," I said softly. "And I shall love you always, too." Opening the door for her, I followed her inside and the two of us began looking for Christine. We didn't have to search very long, however, for she stumbled into o r path in a matter of seconds, apparently having heard the door shut. The first thing I noticed was how swollen her wrist was, and my concern for her well being nearly doubled. "What happened? Are you alright?" I asked, wondering what had transpired here. br>
Christine - 12/04/97 20:33:36
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Note: ::smiles:: God - after this we should have someone else be the trouble-magnet.

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I was half-asleep on the couch, though my wrist was killing me. What I wouldn't give for some ice, but I knew leaving without telling someone would be a bad thing to do. Lestat had said as much earlier. As I lay there, I heard noises, like the sound of a oor opening and closing. Rousing myself, I pulled myself off the couch and walked into the hall to see who had come home.

Lestat de Lioncourt - 12/04/97 18:12:49

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I was finishing my last meal quick, without any words, and after I had getting rid of the body I started to work back to the house. What a night this had been! On quite a long distant I could see Louis walking into the house after Claudia. Oh, so he had f und here somwhere out there? Or maybe she had found him. I wondered if he had told her about our decition, and how she had taken it. Thoughts were coming, and leaving, just as fast, while I continued my silent walk, enjoying the air of the night. I sudden y saw another person, walking straight up to the townhouse. Oh no, not more of *them*, not now! I sighed loudly. Couldn't they leave us alone, just for a while? Of course, it was not us, it was Christine they wanted. Christine seemed to be very very impor ant to them, more important that I ever believed. But how can one persons special talents mean more than the members lifes? I moved silent forward to the townhouse, watching every movement this woman made. I knew that I would not hesitate a second to kill this Talamasca agent, I would kill all of them if that was the only way of make them leaving us alone.

Claudia de Lioncourt - 12/04/97 16:29:49

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I listened intently to Louis' words, their surprising clarity bringing me feelings of shame for lashing out at him so. Yet I was not completely convinced that his was the best idea, and I knew that I would have my own words with the lady Chrisitne when w returned home. I felt strangely at peace as Louis and I walked hand in hand throught the streets, silently, not speaking a word, though we knew that our love would mend all wounds. I took small glances at him, adoring how his silken hair moved with him s he walked slowly, allowing me to keep in step with him. He was a truly magnificent creature, and I knew the attraction he must have presented to Lestat in the beginning, as I had done for him. I tightened my hold upon his hand a little, causing him to look over to me, giving me a moment to look into his eyes, the eyes that told the tales of his soul. "I love you Louis, I always will. Please do not be angry with me, for I do not think I could bear it." This had simply been an awful night thus far, an I desperately wanted to remedy it quickly. Our lives had been so happy of late, and I knew I would not hesitate to kill anyone who would change that. Always the gentleman, he'd opened our door for me, and promising him that I would keep my temper, I we t in search of Christine.

Natalie Mayfair - 12/04/97 14:42:30
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No matter how long I waited, I knew the radio would remain silent. Why hadn't they listened to me. Sure, Christine was a valuable asset to the Talamasca, her powers more important to the them, than its members it seemed. Why couldn't she have just staye . I ran my fingers through my auburn hair, debating what to do next. Should I proceed with the plan, walk up there and speak to her at least? Maybe I could convince her that life with the Talamasca would be better. I shrugged, knowing that that wouldn t work. I didn't just want to wait here, and I certaintly did not want to return to base. I already knew what awaited for me there. Gee Mayfair they would say your first assignment and you blow it. If things keep happening the way they are now, you'll never get a higher position. The very thought infuriated me. I grabbed the radio and a .22 Magnum, stuffing the gun behind my back into my jeans. I left the room and walked over to the vampires' house. Talking would just have to be for ow. If they killed me, oh well. At least I was doing my job.

Louis - 12/04/97 05:21:09

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I'm not sure what reaction I was expecting from Claudia, but her absolute fury definitely wasn't it. "Louis you are a fool!" she practically spat at me, completely convinced that this mortal was to be the death of all of us. And, yes, that dead woman layi g on the floor *had* been following her, and I'd be a fool to think there weren't others. I didn't know what to say. Here I thought I had made a carefully thought out decision, and she was tearing it and *me* apart. I just looked at her, totally crushed b her words. Finally, she came closer to me, and sighing, apologized for her behavior, and forgave me for letting Christine stay with us. "Let's just go home," she said softly. But as much as I wanted to stand back up and leave, I couldn't. Her words had s ung me like a whip, and I felt completely powerless, kneeling there before her in the middle of the church. "Do you never trust me?" I whispered, feeling the words catch in my throat. "You know we've decided to keep her there because she knows where we li e and it's not safe to let her go," I said, the words coming out a little more clearly. "And besides that, she actually feels more safe with us than with the Talamasca members." Finally, I stood up, and slowly headed for the door. "Alright, we'll go home, and maybe then you'll see why Lestat and I came to this conclusion," I said as I pulled the door back open.

Claudia de Lioncourt - 12/03/97 23:08:04

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I steped back from Louis as he spoke, telling me some nonsense about a mortal living in our house. I thought I would scream...did he not realize that she could be the very death of us all? I'd come close to death twice in my life, and I had no taste for it to come again. "Louis you are a fool!" I spat at him "How could Lestat ever agree to such a thing? You will surely meet your death by tomorrow's sunrise if you are not careful, and I shall not be joining you!" He looked broken hearted to hear such w rds, but I believed them to be truth. I trusted no mortals, especially those who knew what we were. I stood fuming until I realized he's asked another question. Pointing to my fallen angel, I lowered my voice and spoke calmly, but threatening so that h would quite understand my concern. "In fact , yes, this one did follow me, and do not be so blind as to not know that there are more. How could you have done this Louis?" Though as I spoke the words I forgave him, for it was only his kind nature that c eated this. I stepped close to him again, beathing a heavy sigh, "I am sorry Louis, really I am....it's just...it's....well, we'll just have to find a way to live with it, won't we. What is done is done, my love. I forgive you. Please...let's just go h me. I don't feel like taking on any other angels of darkness tonight, and I know they await me still."

Louis - 12/03/97 21:26:36

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Walking over closer to Claudia, I saw her demeanor become apologetic, and she lifted her arms as if she wanted to hold me. I dropped down in front of her, and she wrapped her tiny arms around me, telling me not to worry, and that all the anger she felt ea lier was forgotten. I brought my hand up to stroke her golden curls, and she rested her head on my shoulder. This should have felt perfect, but it didn't. She was trying to brush things aside for the time being, and I still hadn't told her of the conclusi n Lestat and I had come to. Carefully, I pulled myself back from her embrace. "She's still there. The mortal, Christine," I said softly. "Lestat and I have decided to let her stay with us until we can come to another conclusion. I'm sorry we didn't confer with you, but you had left by then." I paused for a second, and looked over at the dead woman. "Was she following you?" I asked.

Christine - 12/03/97 21:00:04
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Damn - I *had* wanted to see Lestat feed on that woman. I wanted to see the look on her face! If only Lestat had given me a chance to speak up. Oh well - I picked myself up. Bringing him victims my fat ass! I didn't do any such thing. I certainly couldn't carry that woman out myself and it was his house, so it was up to him to decide what to do with her. I put her things on the table and went back into the room with the piano. I sat down and exmained my wrist. It had swollan up pretty badly and looked thre different shades of purple. I was sure there wasn't anything in the kitchen except maybe dust, so I had no ice to put on it. All I could do was rest it on the back of the couch to elevate it and wait until someone came back. Then I could go out and buy o e of those ice packs where you broke the capsual inside and it became cold on it's own. I didn't want them to think I ran off, so better to wait until I could tell one of them where I was going and why - soon as I got dressed. Otherwise I'd have Lestat se rching for me and I wasn't sure that I wanted that.

Claudia de Lioncourt - 12/03/97 20:31:12
Note: Fallen angel...

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The footsteps upon the stairs could only be the steps of one.....the one I adored and loved beyond anything I could ever know....the one who took my life from me, who loved me completely.....my Louis. I was struck by his beauty when first he'd entered, t e look of shock of finding me there in my little *situation*, upset him greatly, and I was instantly sorry. He asked what had happened, though I felt sure he already knew the answer. I hoped to quell his horror with my love, reaching up to him as I told him my story, "It's nothing to concern yourself with, my love...it seems I have a little fallen angel, fallen from the hand of God into the arms of death, cherie. Please do not be upset with me, for I am sorry to have left you earlier. I was angry, my l ve, but I have forgotten it all now." I put my arms around him, laying my head upon his shoulder, lovign the feel of him in my arms, hoping he would forgive, as he always did.

Lestat de Lioncourt - 12/03/97 20:15:51
Note: Going out for dinner...=)

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She explained briefly what had happened, and though it seemed to me like all those bruises had to be painful, she didn't care too much about it. "I wasn't sure what to do with her, she's still alive, just hurt. I was holding her for you." She was still h lding the gun, pointing at the woman with it, like if she had totally forgotten that she held it. I gave her a smile. "Thank you, ma chére, I appriciate the solicitude. But you didn't have to, really. And besides..." I stoped for a while, looking her deep in her eyes, "it's not like I will feed on you if you don't keep bringing me other victims." Was that what she was expecting? If so was the case, she sure had decided to not act frightened... But more important, was my words really true? I wasn't sure at ll right now. Louis had been spending a lot of time telling her that she was *safe* with us and trying to make her feel *at home* here... And if he were beside her, she would be safe. He really cared for this mortal. But the question was, did I? She was a using, and I wanted to talk to her sometime, as I used to talk with David before. But even more I wanted to feel the rythm of her heart close to mine, her blood inside of me. I wanted that kind of intimate uniting with her. Although I already had fed and ed twice the lust for blood became almost overhealming. Realising that Christine still was looking at me, waiting for some kind of respond, I smiled once more. "I guess you're not so fond of the thought of seeing me feeding, hmm?" Well I didn't knew about her. All I knew was that it was something that David never had wanted to do. Why did she bring up all this memories of David? "If you don't mind, I'm taking our little hurted friend here out on dinner." I picked up the woman, who was groaing silent, and h rried out of the house.

Louis - 12/03/97 15:57:30

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As I was walking back in the direction of the townhouse, I passed a church. My favorite church, actually, one that had been in existence for as long as I could remember. I stopped and stood in front of it for a moment, deciding what to do, and then slowly walked up the stairs to the massive front doors. I wasn't going to stay for a while- just make a brief visit on the way home to a place where I used to go to find solace. But when I pushed open the door the last thing I found this time was solace. Claudia stood there over a dead woman who had been drained of all her blood, and small fire burned in the carpet a few yards away. I looked at her, and said "What happened here?" as I walked over to the tiny fire and put it out by smothering it with a book. I tur ed back to her, waiting to hear her explanation...

Natalie Mayfair - 12/03/97 14:55:48
Note: shocking...wouldn't you think! by the way, I'm new :)

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I could here their cries over the radio, their terror filling up the tiny room until each one was abrubtly cut off. The fools! I warned them about spying so closely on the vampires, but did they listen. Of course not. Now Natalie, they would say, we k ow what were doing, that's why we were picked for this assignment. So was I, but for some reason they doubted my loyalty and clairvoyancy. I guess I had the last laugh. I grabbed the radio and contacted the Talamasca "They are all dead sir. Requesting instructions over." I waited until a male voice disrupted the silence. "Mayfair return to headquarters." Unfortunately for them, I really didn't want to go back, not until I'd avenged some of my companions. "Negative sir. I think one of the agents is till alive"

Christine - 12/03/97 07:23:27
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Note: Don't be too sure of that, Lestat. ::grins::

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"What happened, Christine? Are you okay?" Lestat asked me. I looked up at him and sighed. "In the long run, better then her - She came into the room and dragged me out of it." I rubbed my mouth, knowing it must be bruised and swollan, not to mention the b uises around my wrist like some purple braclet. "I wasn't sure what to do with her, she's still alive, just hurt. I was holding her for you." I looked at him, wondering if he'd kill her here, or take her someplace else to finish the job.

Lestat de Lioncourt - 12/03/97 06:25:33
Note: Hope you don't feel so lonely, Christine... For is Claudia and I are keeping on like this you will have no Talamasca to run from... ::laughs:::

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"Hello, r. Loincourt. I suppose I'm going to die now. I hope you don't mind if I try to defend myself - at least I can say I fought for my life then, hm?" He pulled put his gun. Now this was really surprising, after the other ones reaction. "That sounds fair to me." I smiled at him, and then I was over him, for the sec nd time this evening feeling the blood of a mortal in my vains. If any of his shots had hit me I didn't feel it. And he fought, and he fought really hard, but soon it was over and he lay lifeless in my arms. Suddenly I heard loud sounds from inside the to nhouse. Crashings. What was going on? I let the body fall and rushed inside, finding Christine, holding a gun pointing at another female lying on the floor, bleeding. One of those damned Talamasca spies. I looked from her, over to Christine, and then to h r again. So she had dared to enter our house? "What happened, Christine? Are you okay?" I said slowly. She seemed to have taked care of the situation very well.

Christine - 12/03/97 01:33:48
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Note: Ain't I a crisis queen? ::grins::

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I had been laying there, imagining about little Claudia - I had gone thru every situtation I could think of with Louis and Lestat. Suddenly I heard a noise at the door. Looking up I saw one of them. A woman. I was very, very pissed - It was bad enough the had to chase me, now they were breaking into the house of my friends! That did it! I opened my mouth to give her a chewing out she wouldn't believe but she was across the room in a heartbeat with her hand over my mouth. Judging from the grip around my wr st I'd say she worked out four times a week, because she very nearly broke it. She dragged me out of the room, I tried to trail behind to slow her down. As we got near the stairs I kicked out with my foot hitting her in the back of her knee with all my we ght. She let go of me as she fell to her knees. Swiftly, I planted my foot into her back and kicked her down the stairs. She laid there, bleeding from her forehead, her leg at an awkward angle. Carefully, I walked down the stairs and then searched her. I emoved her notebook, cellphone, and everything else she hand, including a gun. I stared into her dazed looking eyes. "You people should leave me alone." After that, I sat down on the floor a few feet from her, holding her gun. "Let's just see how the owne s will feel when they come back and find you here."

Talamasca agent number 3 (Did I mention there's 6 of them? 3 on each team. Thought I e-mailed you about that.... Sorry if I forgot!) - 12/03/97 01:14:35
My Email:MariaV1@AOL.com
Note: In the house -

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I saw Louis leave the house and made note of it. I had been possistioned in the back, near what must have been the kitchen at one time. The house had to be empty by now except for the target. It was easier to think of her that way - as the target. That wa she didn't seem like a living being. Slowly, I crept forward until I found a partway open window. I pushed it up the rest of the way and entered. Now, the bedrooms should be in the upstairs part of the townhouse, so I located the stairs and headed up the . I peeked into every room until I located the target. She looked over at me and opened her mouth to scream, not in fear but in anger, I could tell by her eyes. But before she could I rushed over and clamped my hand over her mouth. She stuggled with me as I pulled her out of the bed, grabbing ahold of one wrist and twisted her hand until it was close to breaking. She cried out in pain behind my hand and I could feel her knees buckle, but I held her up. I put my lips close to her ear and whispered, "You sho ld have joined willingly while you had the chance. You're powers are too strong for us to let them grow and develop un-checked." I started to drag her towards the door when suddenly she lashed out with her foot and kicked me just behind the knee. I had to let her go as my knee buckled a bit and I felt her foot in my back. Before I knew it I was tumbling head-first down the stairs....

Talamasca agent number 2 - 12/02/97 21:47:29
My Email:JRuss18738@AOL.com
Note: Am I in trouble?

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I knew he was behind me, but I didn't want to turn around just yet. Let the bloody vampire wait. I didn't feel like catering to his needs. Of course, I couldn't ignore him for long. So when he finally cleared his throat I turned around and stood. "Hello, r. Loincourt," I said. Hell, I was going to die, why not make it amusing for him? "I suppose I'm going to die now. I hope you don't mind if I try to defend myself - at least I can say I fought for my life then, hm?" With that I pulled out my gun and pulle the tigger several times in successtion.

Louis - 12/02/97 21:38:42
Note: Ooh, let's not go there! ::laughs::

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As I walked towards the door I heard Christine apologize and invite me back later on. I turned my head and nodded briefly, right before closing the door behind me. I couldn't even begin describing the relief that passed through me as I shut the door and t e pure, bloodless scent of the townhouse filled my lungs once more. I might as well have had a curse removed from me, it was that relieving. But I knew that I still had to feed- the thirst wasn't completely gone. So I walked out through the courtyard, and looking at Lestat for a moment, proceeded to walk down the street in search of a victim. I knew Lestat had taken care of those pesky Talamasca agents, so the townhouse would be safe with only Christine in it. Walking through the streets, I found myself un onsciously following a certain person- a tall, thin girl who couldn't have been more than twenty, with long brown hair and hazel eyes. She must have sensed that I was following her, because she turned around several times to glance in my direction. I didn t care what she though of the situation- I never was picky about my victims once I had gotten over the initial guilt of killing in the first place. Finally, I caught her in a secluded street, and filled myself with that liquid fire which always seemed to orment me to the point of insanity. I left her body in an alleyway, and, guilt-ridden once more, started back in the direction of the townhouse...

Lestat de Lioncourt - 12/02/97 21:14:37
Note: Sorry... I was going to sign earlier.. but time's just not on my side right now! =( And Louis, your letter is going to be send soon!

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He stared at me, and the fear stod written in his face. He screamed, a silent scream, to low for another mortal to hear. I gave him a wicked smile as I moved closer and sank my fangs into his neck. It was dissapointing to notice that he didn't do anything to defend himself. He seemed to be in a completly state of shock, I wasn't sure he did know what was happening. But he *did* have recognized me. He knew who I was. It filled me with a strange satisfaction. His blood were rushing through my veins, his hear beating in a slow rythm, and grew weaker and weaker as time passed. All to soon it was over. The man was dead. I let him fall down to the ground, studying him. I knew I couldn't leave him here, not outside our house and not like this, but should I get ri of the corpse first and then finish up the other or.. I decided to hide every track of my "little meal" here. When that was made, I started to search for the other one, hoping he would be more "match" than the first. I stood absolutely still, waiting for a sound or a movement. He was very close to the house, looking in through one window. I moved up to him, so close I could touch him if I would stretch out my hand, which I didn't. I waited, and obeserved everything he was doing. Inside, Louis had joined C ristine in the guestroom, and it seemed like Christine had slept, but I didn't think of anything else than the mortal, less than a meter in front of me. I started to wonder how long it would take for him to turn around and notice me. I thought about if I ight should make some sort of sound or anything to catch his attention, and after waiting even some more time I decided to. I cleared my troath...

Dead Meat - 12/02/97 20:25:54
My Email:JamiJR@AOL.com
Note: Goodbye world -

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Claudia was angry at me. Before I knew it she had me down in the pew and I could feel her fangs as they tore into my flesh. A swoon over-came me and I let myself go as the child vampire brought me my death, my cell phone hitting the floor just as I presse the speed dial for the rest of the team....

Claudia de Lioncourt - 12/02/97 20:01:22
Note: Death to Talamasca Agent 4 of Team 2

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Her voice carried across the church, echoing the fear that was apparent in her eyes. She understood my wishes, and offered what help she could, though her information was useless to me. I couldn't go there, into the Motherhouse of the watchers...not wit David and Aaron both gone now. I had no trust of these people, not the one who stood before me now, nor the one who had earlier entered our home. I walked closer to my fearless beauty, amazed that she'd not yet bolted to the door to claw her way out of this confinement with me. I reached out and grasped her hand forcefully, watching the horror die upon her lips as no scream would come to her. "You have been most helpful, cherie, but not helpful enough. Forgive me...but I simply hate you for lying to me. You may do anything you wish, and you made the fatal error of not wishing to help me." I had pulled her down to sit upon the church pieu, and placed my hands on either side of her neck. In one quick movement, I bit into the flesh of her neck, feeli g the warmth of the blood rushing over my lips.

Talamasca agent number 4 from team 2 - 12/02/97 19:07:59
My Email:JamiJR@AOL.com

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Claudia easily side-steped the candle and at first I was afraid it would set something on fire burning the church to the ground. But the wax pours over the flame and smothered it. "Now cherie...is that any way to greet your most adoring hostess? I would h ve expected more from you, cherie, really.." she said. I stood, paralized with fear. The years of training fleeing me as I realized I faced my death in the face of this child. "You know much about me, do you not, madamoiselle? I think I should like to kno more of you. Why is it that you work for this wretched establishment. And how might I get my things returned to me from them? Well, cherie, what say you? If you can help me, then perhaps I can help you, non?" So she wanted to make a deal. Maybe I could b spared after all. "I - I work for them because it's the only place where I'm not seen as insane or a Jerry Spinger-regect." I answered, truthfully. "As for your things - I," well - I couldn't get them out but.... "I can give you a list of where they're a and how to get in there - I can't get them out on my own.... but you could."

Christine - 12/02/97 18:59:56
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Note: ::grins:: Am I tempting you, Louis?

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Louis said he had to go and I understood. I shouldn't have touched him because I could see the thrist in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Louis," I said, softly. I stared at him for a moment, my breath caught in my throat and my heartbeat increasing as I realized fo the first time how handsome he was. I had been too frightened before to really notice is, and next to Lestat he probably paled like a candle in the glare of the electric lightblub. "When you're done, Louis, if I'm still awake, will you stop by to visit? 'd like to know more about you." I craved company so badly I probably wouldn't deny Memnoch if he walked thru that door right now. After Louis had left I laid back down, unable to sleep now for being wound up. I had some rather erotic fantasies involving ll of the vampires - the thought of what it was like at the victim's end still a thought in my mind. Should I have offered myself? Sure, I'd probably end up dead but at least I'd at last have the answer to my question.

Claudia de Lioncourt - 12/02/97 16:12:40
Note: Louis ~ I have a message in my mail from you but I can't get to it....I will write as soon as I am able....

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The helpless mortal hurled a glowing candle towards me in her fear, though I easily stepped aside gracefully, allowing it to fall unnoticed onto the cold marble floor. "Now cherie...is that any way to greet your most adoring hostess? I would have expect d more from you, cherie, really.." Her mind told the tales of bold curiosity and great courage, and I found I rather liked a strong woman. "You know much about me, do you not, madamoiselle? I think I should like to know more of you. Why is it that you work for this wretched establishment. And how might I get my things returned to me from them?" As I spoke I walked about the church, making a circle from the outermost walkways, though my guest stood rooted in her chosen space in the very middle. Her m nd raced, wondering if the church allowed her any mercy from me, though it did not, and she knew it well from her many years of study. "Well, cherie, what say you? If you can help me, then perhaps I can help you, non?"

Louis - 12/02/97 16:00:11

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Christine said that she would like it if I stayed, unless I haven't fed, and she could tell that I hadn't yet. She was right about that, but it could wait if she wanted my company. I sat down on the bed, beside her, and waited for her to speak. Instead, s e took my hand and began examining it, her warm, mortal fingers moving over my nails, feeling the texture of their glassiness. She then looked up to my face and proceeded to move the fallen strands back from my forehead, then trailing those mortal fingers down my cheek. Her wrist was so close to me that the blood scent suddenly became as clear as my fingernails. The aroma began to overpower me, and the fact that I hadn't fed yet was making it even worse. But suddenly she pulled her hand away, saying "I'm s rry-", obviously ashamed of what she'd done. I was left in a near stupor, trying to recompose myself now that the origin of the blood scent had backed away. But it was difficult, and the simple fact was that I needed to feed. I knew I couldn't sit here *n w*- it was too dangerous, so I said abruptly, "I have to go," and started for the door, hoping she'd understand my dilemma.

Christine - 12/02/97 04:17:24
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"No, please don't - unless you haven't fed." God, what was I saying? Did I really want this? Yes, I did. "I -" I sighed, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "I have to admit I've been awfully lonely. I'm craving company." Then I added. "Unless you don't want o stay or like I said, you need to feed. And judging from your color and tempature, you haven't." I found myself wondering what it would be like to be fed on by Louis. I had read the books - but what was it like on the victim's end? I took Louis' hand aga n, just exmaining it. The glass-like nails. The hardness. The paleness. I was completely fasinated. I looked up to Louis' face and brushed the black hair from his forehead, letting my fingers trailed down his cheek. Suddenly, I pulled away. "I'm sorry -"< r>
Louis - 12/02/97 03:41:43
My Email:mcohen@ucsd.edu

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I heard Christine say softly that I should come in, so I gently pushed back the door and stepped into the room. I saw her lying there, under the covers, dressed in an ancient nightgown that someone must have saved for sentimental value, surely. Perhaps it was Madeleine's- who knew? I inched my way closer to her, and noticed that she seemed to be more of asleep than awake. Great, so I *did* disturb her. Good job, Louis, I thought. I was about to turn away and head for the door when she clasped my hand, and uddenly snapped into consciousness. "I'm sorry- I was dreaming- I thought you were my father..." she said groggily. I smiled at her, and replied "Don't worry about it." It was then that I saw how tear-drenched the pillow was. I figured she probably wanted to be alone, so I said "Would you like me to leave?" sincerely hoping I hadn't disturbed her...

Christine - 12/01/97 23:58:04
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Note: Still dreaming....

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"Christine?" a soft voice called me thru the blanket of slumber. I moaned out a reply, inviting them in. I was dreaming still and in my mind that voices was that of my father. I remembered him as I last saw him, tears in the eyes behind his extra-thick gl sses. The way the grey had started to take over his black hair in the front. Unshaven. Just awaken and in his pajamas rumpled from his disturbed slumber. I remember saying good bye to him as I slipped into the night, telling him to tell everyone good bye or me and keep my room as is. Someday I planned on returning. I could hear the door open, but my sleeping mind made it into my old bedroom door. When I felt the presence draw near I took the hand of whoever it was, a sob catching in my throat as I could f el the cold flesh and my senses going nuts from having a vampire so close to me. I opened my eyes, red and swollan no doubt, from crying. My pillow was drenched in tears. I let go of Louis' hand. "I'm sorry - I was dreaming - I thought you were my father. .."

Talamasca agent number 4 from team 2 - 12/01/97 23:51:14
My Email:JamiJR@AOL.com
Note: Trapped -

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We had been following the child vampire for awhile tonight. Really - it was rather boring, but we have to earn our keep somehow, now don't we? I tooks some notes as she entered a church. I really shouldn't have done it, but I followed her in. The doors sl mmed shut behind me and I turned to look at her. The gleem in her eyes told me what my fate would be. Not really thinking, I grabbed the nearest candle and hurled it towards her....

Louis - 12/01/97 22:36:25

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Lestat stared blankly at me for a second, and then said "Ah Louis, are you finally...", but he didn't finish his sentence. "Don't worry Louis, I'll take care of it. We don't want them running around our house, do we?" and with that he went outside. I saw im moving stealthily towards the Talamasca agent, but after that I turned my back to the window. I didn't want to see Lestat kill anyone, or watch *anybody* kill anyone, for that matter. I felt awful enough as it was being the bringer of death to someone ach night- I didn't want to relive the experience when it wasn't necessary. And that comment: Am I finally... what? Thinking more like him? Seeing 'my true nature' as he would call it? No, never. I could never view death the same way Lestat did. I just wa ted those pests gone, that was all. My legs must have gone on auto pilot, because I found myself walking down the hall, and stopping in front of the guestroom. I heard a few sobs coming from within, and then just silence in the room. "Christine," I whispe ed, in case she was asleep. "Is everything okay?" I leaned against the doorframe, listening for any kind of reply. The last thing I wanted was for our guest to be miserable.

Claudia de Lioncourt - 12/01/97 22:30:17
My Email:Having a little trouble with it, I think...

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The tears had subsided long ago, and still I stayed there, silent as a doll, listening to the sounds around me. They had returned, my faithful watchers, and my lips curled into a devilish smile as I wondered what cruel deed they had done to receive the p nishment of watching me for the evening. I certainly hadn't been terribly interesting tonight, had I? Well, that was something I would have to see to immediately. I rose, taking special care to smooth the folds of my dress, and easily made my way towa ds the church. Pulling back the heavy oak doors, I entered, finding the room ablaze with candles.....almost as if someone had been expecting me. The room was silent but for the natural creaks of old wood and the occasional dripping of wax from the heavy tapers. I so adored the insides of churches, and was often reminded of Louis when I had occasion to visit them. I walked about, listening to the tap of my tiny shoes upon the marble floors, waiting for their courage to enter arise. One bold watcher, s aled her death with her irrevocable desicion to enter. In a motion, more quick than human eyes can see, I closed the heavy doors with a resounding slam, and turned, smiling sweetly into the darkness, waiting for my lady watcher to speak.

Talamasca agent number 1 - 12/01/97 21:59:37
My Email:CDeVillon@AOL.com
Note: Uh-oh -

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I had been snapping pictures innocently enough when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I saw *him*. Lestat de Lioncourt - standing right behind me. He was speaking, but I couldn't really hear him. I just stood there, knowing I was going to die. T e camera fell from my limp fingers and my mouth opened in a silent scream.

Lestat de Lioncourt - 12/01/97 21:02:12
Note: Yes!!! I'm finally here!

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"Have you fed yet tonight? If not, there's someone really close by that I'm sure many people wouldn't mind getting rid of" And that would come from Louis? I stared at him for a moment, utterly shocked, before I started to think again. He was talking about those spies from Talamasca, hanging outside our house. Oh, I re lly agreed with him. They were a pain, a nail in the eye. I gave him a smile, for the first time tonight not trying to hide how this whole thing kept surprising me. "Ah Louis, are you finally.." I didn't finish up the sentence, just gave him a quick smile "Don't worry Louis I'll take care of it.. We don't want them running around our house, do we?" I sliped quickly away in the shadows. I moved silent, but to fast for any mortal to see. This will refreshing, how I loved the hunting, it was almost as great as the blood itself! I walked/run so I would came up from the Talamasca peoples back. The first one, a guy with a camera, buisy of snapping pictures. He didn't notice me, until I walked forward to him, touching his shoulder lightly. "Yes, I know, the hous is beautiful at night, isn't it?" I gave him a dry laughter. "Maybe that's why I'm still living there." I waited silent for his reaction.

Christine - 11/30/97 22:38:54
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Note: Nightmares -

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I was surrounded. Drowning in a sea of people. The Talamasca had gotten me. They had me pinned down. The faces swam before me, all screeming for me to join them. "NO!" I shouted, throwing them off. Suddenly they came at me again, this time two of them had children with them. One was my 10 year old niece, Ashely. The other was my 8 year old nephew, Branden. "You should have joined when you had the chance." The leader said as the others pinned me down. With that I watched in horror as they snapped Ashely and Branden's necks. Stiffling a scream, I sat up in the bed. Only a dream. Only a horrible dream. A nightmare. My legs were tangled in the bedclothes. Violently, I fought with the sheets until my legs were free. Once that was done I laid back down. Rolling o to my stomach, I sobbed into the pillow. This was the first real bed I had been in since I started running. Most of the time it was a cardboard box or a shelter. Sometimes if I was lucky I would get a job and a cot to sleep on in the backroom of some plac . But then they'd come and I'd have to run again. Oh - what I wouldn't give to be able to live a normal life. With that thought in mind I cried myself back to sleep.

Louis - 11/30/97 17:01:23

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As Lestat and I passed the front window I thought I saw something shining behind a tree across the street. I quickly grabbed ahold of his arm and led him behind the wall between the two windows facing the street. "There's something out there- Talamasca pr bably. Hold on," I said as I walked back over to the window, but staying in the shadows. I watched as the shiny object was suddenly lowered, and what looked like a cell phone was raised. Binoculars, that's what the first object was. Great, so they were pe ched right outside our home. I felt the frustration building inside me, and I suddenly had the urge to just walk out there to see what they would do in the presence of a vampire. But I didn't. I wouldn't have put it past them to come into the townhouse if they thought all the inhabitants were outside, and I don't think they saw Lestat yet. Ah, Lestat... Slowly, I walked back over to the wall where I left him standing, and said "Have you fed yet tonight? If not, there's someone really close by that I'm sure many people wouldn't mind getting rid of," with a glance in the direction of the street. I knew Lestat would always be up for a show like this, but whether or not he had his own agenda was a different story...

Talamasca number 2 - 11/30/97 08:40:39
My Email:JRuss18738@AOL.com
Note: Also watching the house -

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I just got off my cell phone with team two. Seems the little vampire child had let them have an earful. Well, no matter as long as they didn't get to close. That on was a vicous killer - one of the few children I didn't worry about being alone at night. S e could certainly handle any child molester that tried to grab her. Too bad vampires had to keep themselves secret - the police could use their help greatly. Yes, I'm different from the other members here. I think we should leave Christine alone. I didn't understand what made her so special that we'd go to any lengths to grab her. We've let others go unmolested before. So why this one? I crept closer to the house, seeing her thru one of the upper story windows. With notebook in hand I quickly wrote down ev rything I could see. She looked like she was ready for bed. So they were letting her stay the night then? Or perparing her dinner? Suddenly I wished I was trailing the vampire child instead. I wondered how they were doing - and hoped little Claudia wouldn t get too upset. That could get messy-------