Lekiare - 02/28/98 18:31:20
My URL:http://www.nd.edu/~yvoglewe
My Email:lekiare@hotmail.com
Note: let's have some fun!

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As we left, I could sense Cleopatra's frustration, anger that we had left her. She may be a queen, but it didn't necessarily mean I had to obey her every command. It was the 90's, not ancient Egypt, or a whorehouse. I could only hope her victims perish d fulfilled rather than mortified. I took Nikki's hand and whispered to him of a place were I could feed. I hadn't realized how drained I was of blood, and now every vein seemed to contract, causing an incredible presure in the pit of my stomach. I clos d my eyes as we walked down the streets, attempting to ignore the life surrounding me. He squeezed my hand and I had to smile. How different, how strange that our lives had changed the minute we left. I could tell that he wasn't used to being cordial, r loving anyone. He had been lonely, just like me and now we had each other, or did we? He wanted to know about the spirit, my reincarnated master. My mind flashed back to my birth as a vampire and I shivered. He had promised me a new life, and then le t me without a word, dissapearing in the rays of a sun that I would never see again. I was fortunate to have even survived, and yet I hated every moment since my awakening. I felt as if nothing, or no one for the matter could ever understand how I despi ed the life I led. Why must we be creatures of the night, preying on the same beings we had once been. Santino tried to show me the answer, attempted to change my mind, and for a while he had succedded until he went mad, leaving me to deal with his inso ent protege, the child Armand. We never got along. Now as we walk the busy streets of New Orleans, 500 years from the past, I knew of a better life. But how long would that last? Kyle had found me, wanted to use me so that he could find a host for his ncorporeal body. He had chosen a Mayfair witch and he wanted me to capture her. Oh, how I wish I could scream some sense into him, but I was vulnerable. The spirits were sometimes far more powerful than a vampire. He could hurt Nicholas. I shook my h ad, and Nicholas asked me about my thoughts. "I'm thinking about you, your patience with me. I...I am an elder, and yet I seem to cling to you whenever I'm trouble. You must see me as a weakling." I said smiling. I opened my mind and listened to the t ny voices coming from around the city. I strained to hear the faintest sound of trouble, an evildoer perhaps. A moment later, I heard what I had been looking for. "Wait for me here," I said, gently kissing him before I left. I disapeared into an alley strolling down its narrow path until I found the end, and with it a man huddled up against a wall. I saw something shiny in his hand as I approached, his eyes gazing right through me. His incoherent mumbling led me to believe he was stoned, but the obj ct in his hand, a knife, said something else. He stood as I neared him, the knife pointed at my chest. "Don't you know, I'm a vampire. Your puny knife won't save you, just as it failed to save the poor boy whose money you stole in order to buy your dru s. Those parents lost their son, just like yours will unfortunately lose you. Say goodnight Gracie." I whispered as his knife slashed at the empty air, my arms already wrapped around his body. I blew on his next, the tiny bumps spreading across his body like a wildfire. My teeth found his neck, penetrating the skin until his life began to spill into my mouth. I drank until his heart began to slow, my mind urging my to drain him till nothing remained. I released his body, using my blood to close the ti y puncture wounds. I could feel my strength returning in bursts, but I wasn't the only one who noticed. Kyle had returned, and I had enough will left to call out to Nicholas before this spirit struck.

Luna Magick - 02/28/98 17:56:52
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/nm/lunamagick/index.html
My Email:Luna005@yahoo>com

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Very interesting site...we shall return when we have more time and perhaps join in the fun...

Natalie Mayfair - 02/28/98 02:30:47
My Email:yvoglewe@nd.edu
Note: did you miss me?

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As the plane lifted off, I couldn't help but feel as if something were missing. It wasn't Kyle. Even though his presence had not followed me, I knew he could find me. It was something else, a feeling nagging at my heart. I sat in the seat next to Fran , my back turned to his face. I glanced at my left wrist, noticed it was close to three in the morning, then stared at the empty plane. Why did I feel so sad. It was as if a part of me had just died, a part connected to someone else. I rested my chin n my hand, nervously tapping my fingers against the armrest. I listened to my heart, heard each beat it took as the minutes ticked away. I noticed my breathing, my movements. I thought about the attack, my failure to proceed and acomplish the assignmen the Talamasca had but me in charge of. I remembered Christine's golden hair, the look of disgust marring her face as the General raped, and all because of me. Oh Nat, it wasn't your fault. Don't give up now. I regretted so many of my action , but I was doing what I had been trained to do. Was the Motherhouse truly gone, rotting in the hands of corruption. I could only pray it hadn't fallen yet. I could save it. Rebuild the organization David loved. It was worth a try.

Cleopatra - 02/28/98 00:54:01
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My Email:CDeVillon@AOL.com
Note: Let's get things a little hotter, shall we? ::evil grin::

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As I enjoyed New Orleans I felt the strangest feeling. Like I was being followed. Looking around all I saw was a rather average man, very ordinary. He waved to me and then vanished from sight. Odd, very odd. I kept on, stoping at a store that sells art. O tside was a rather disgusting statue. I believe it was suppose to be an angel, only it was all black and the hair seemed tangled. The legs and feet were like that of a goat. I turned my back on the hidious thing and started walking away. Yet, for some rea on I looked back. The statue had turned and was staring at me. That's when I started to run. This must be a trick of Ramses!

Christine - 02/28/98 00:44:28
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My Email:SntxError@AOL.com
Note: Awww - Everyone is so helpful to the newbie vampire! ::HUGS::

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Marius had held me until I slept, then Pandora was there, offering me the man who would have been my doctor. I couldn't resist. Pulling him down to me I sank my fangs into his flesh and drank in his lovely blood. Letting it fill me. Memnoch's laughter moc ing me. I knew he was just going to use me as a bridge to Lestat. Strike out at the weakest. Well, tough shit for Memny. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. Stronger now from the blood in my system, I spoke back to the devil. *If you want Lestat e perpared to fight me, you bastard.* That's when the laughter stopped and I fell into the death sleep.

Pandora - 02/27/98 23:02:00
My URL:http://geocities.datacellar.net/BourbonStreet/Delta/4910
My Email:claudia@dcwi.com
Note: I'm back!

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Disgust. That is all I could feel for the reaction of Lestat. He is always jumping to conclusions, especially where his mortal lovers are concerned. I sat back, watching the disagreement evolve, knowing the outcome before they did. Claudia was upset about Louis, and that I could not help. Christine was now undead and in need of blood, and as much as I dreaded this action, I summoned the doctor I had posted in the back. "Christine" My hand gently nudging her fully awake.*Take him!* She looked up, from my f ce to his, understanding fully that he would be her first. The realization spread across his features as she reached up, pulling him down to her, her fangs sinking into his flesh, hot fluid gushing from a wound too large, into and over Christines mouth a d cheeks. He was drained within seconds, she dumpded him to the floor as thr blood high overtook her and she lay back into her seat. Dragging thr lifeless body to the cargo hold in back, I dropped him and returned to thr front, taking a seat next to Santi o,

Gabrielle - 02/27/98 20:13:13
My Email:childofstarlight@hotmail.com
Note: I'm going out of town for the weekend, and probably won't be able to get ahold of a computer until monday. *sigh*

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I watched Lestat give Christine the life blood, and turned away, heading for a chair where I could rest. As I drifted away, I wondered if making this child one of us was truely wise. I heard the faint sounds of mortal death, and Marius talking to Christ ne as sleep overtook me.

life undergrond - 02/27/98 13:48:35
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Note: I'm not Here from 5am to 5pm.

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Anybody can write to me at any time but it will be until night time that will write back.

Marius - 02/27/98 13:28:59
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/va/thetemptation
My Email:wfront@michsb.trw.com
Note: I will be off until sunday. Yeah! We have internet.

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Christine buried her head into my side and told me all of the horrible things Memnoch had told her. Threats. Lies. "Don't listen to him darling. Don't listen to him. I am here. We are all here. Many many very old very powerful vampires in one room. Do you think we are truly ever unsafe?" I knew she was Lestat's, but I would care for her until he was able to do so."You should rest now. You will feel much better after you have fed for the first time. I promise"

Lestat - 02/27/98 09:17:39
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Note: Sorry Jami, I left the "va" out of my address the first time

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Lestat - 02/27/98 09:13:51
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/lestatcave
My Email:bratprince@unforgettable.com
Note: Thanks Pandora!

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Lestat and Lunadark will be away from their computer this week end. Wish them luck on a romantic escapade. Claudia and Dierdre will be away, as well. Jami, will you please check my page now? I asked Claudia for advice, and the pictures *should* all load now. Let me know! Thanks, Lin

Pandora - 02/26/98 19:04:47

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I am back online, but have to do some configurations, bear with me please!!!!

Christine - 02/26/98 17:29:21
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My Email:SntxError@AOL.com
Note: If any non-TBR people are reading this, please apply! We need a David and a Memnoch and a Ramses......... You get the idea.

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I held onto Marius. Shivering. Memnoch's voice still taunting me. Just a low hiss now. It's not like I hadn't heard him before. I remember it. I was five years old and my parents had taken me to the mall. This was before the Talamasca came for me. I looke up, feeling a strange tingle. One like I never felt before. I saw a man with brown hair and brown eyes. Just - ordinary. I broke away from my parents when they weren't looking. I walked straight up to him and demanded in my childish sing-song voice. "Wha are ya?" He looked down at me, blinking. I continued. "I knows ya ain't hooman. What are ya?" He seemed worried now. Reaching down he took my hand and started leading me to my parents. *I am the devil, little girl. Don't mess with me.* Obivously he was t ying to scare me enough that I wouldn't ask any more questions. Yeah, right, you can't stop a 5 year old. *You're the devil? Do you really live in Hell? Are you here for my mommy?* Memnoch just stared at me oddly and delivered me to my parents, telling th m they should keep a better eye on me. Then he walked away. Yes, I had heard that voice before. I curled close to Marius as Memnoch reminded me of our first and last meeting. *Did Lestat really think I was going to leave him alone? Perhaps I should talk t him instead, eh?* I tried so hard to shut him out. *You leave him alone, Memnoch! He told you no before!* Just laughter answered. I buried my head in Marius' side. Telling him about Memnoch. "He's striking when we're the weakest. When we're running from he Talamasca. He's going to come after Lestat again...." God only knew how soon, but it would happen. Oh my beloved....

Marius - 02/26/98 13:32:02
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My Email:wfront@po.michsb.trw.com

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Christine fell out of the bathroom and convulsed on the floor, her hands over her ears. I ran over and lifted her off of the floor,"Ther there darling. Tell us what we can do and we will do it. Tell us what you hear so that we know what we are dealing wit .You are one of us now. You are one of our own and if you thought we fought hard to protect you when you were mortal you shall be amazed at how we fight to protect you now. You have drunk from Lestat. He is one of the most powerful vampires alive today. Y u will be a POWERFUL vampire too." I lay her down on a seat where she could rest back, "Rest now and tell us what you need. I do wish we had victim for you. We do not. If you can just hold out untill we land, Lestat will take you to the very best prey he an find. Just hold on a little while."

Christine Holmes (de Lioncourt) ::grins:: - 02/26/98 02:24:42
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Note: Mmmmmmm - Blood.... ::chuckles::

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I looked at Lestat, when had I woke up? Oh, that didn't matter, what mattered was that Lestat was giving me a choice. I nodded. Don't ask me why, if I had died they would have been safe. But I nodded. The thick vampire blood filled my mouth. It was like d inking magik itself. Sucking down a rainbow of colors and feelings. But all too soon that wonderful fount was gone and Lestat was laying beside me as I started to die. I knew what would happen and somehow found the energy to crawl to the airplane's bathro m and stripped off. I sat on the toilet, forcing myself to remain there, until I voided myself completely. Then I kept washing off and flushing, even though I wanted to curl up. I forced myself to keep myself clean until it was over. Then, still crying as I felt my body racked with pain, I dressed myself and crawled out of the bathroom and collasped on the floor. Finally dead, completely. I could feel the thirst for blood claw at my gut. When would we land? Oh God I hoped it would be soon. Otherwise I migh end up killing the pilots. That's when I heard the laughter, inside my head. *See Lestat's child. See her give in an condem them all to death. See her send them all to Hell.* The laughter kept filling my head. *The Brat Prince's child. How does it feel t be the Brat Princess, little Christine?* I slapped my hands over my ears, trying to shut out the sound of that voice. I wondered if Lestat could hear HIM. Or was he going to try to get to Lestat thru me? Damn Memnoch....

Lestat - 02/26/98 00:38:16
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/va/bratcave
My Email:bratprince@unforgettable.com
Note: Here I go again...

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I made my decision. I knelt on the floor of the cabin, next to Cristine's prone form. Her eyelids fluttered open, and I could see her eyes trying to focus on my face. I gently explained that there was only one way to save her life. I could sense that he understood my words, and she weakly nodded her head. I quickly sliced open my own wrist, and put the wound to her lips. She fastened her mouth on it, and began to drink. I could feel her gaining strength, until at last I broke away from her. Then I reclined next to her, as she experienced the death of her mortal self, and was reborn to darkness. I could only hope that she would not come to hate me for giving her the dark gift, as had Nicki, Louis, and Claudia. Gabrielle was the exception, but she as my first. I was feeling very weak and drained myself, and after I ascertained that Christine was out of danger, I gave in to the peaceful dreamless darkness of the death sleep.

Gabrielle - 02/25/98 19:09:08
My Email:childofstarlight@hotmail.com

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"This is not right. The girl should have some say in what happens to her. Lestat, you cannot make her one of us without her permission. You must consider her feelings. Also, who are any of us to say that she will not still want to die after the change " I stopped when the mortal whose life we were deciding, convulsed suddenly on the floor. I stepped back quickly..

Armand - 02/25/98 18:51:56
My Email:theschles@hotmail.com

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"Marius is right", I said. "If she is to survive, she must either leave us or become a vampire.

"If you wish her to remain mortal, she will only live if there are people to care for her and keep her anonymous. My guess is that she cannot stay with her family, as they sent her to the Talamasca in the first place. Does anyone have any mortal riends who would take her in, care for her, and give her a new identity?

"She needs to be reborn: you must choose whether it is in the light or in the dark."

Christine - 02/25/98 18:49:19
My URL:http://members.aol.com/SntxError/index.html
My Email:SntxError@AOL.com
Note: ::just grins::

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I had felt the pricks of fangs, but they weren't Santino's. I could tell. The tingle was different. Not that of a vampire. But that of a spirit. I could hear them fighting. Fighting over me? The world kept fading in and out. I could hear the spirit. It wa still here. Howling at me. Doing things to try and make me weaker. Trying to posses my body. While Lestat and the others discussed what to do with me, I fought my own battle with the spirit. Trying to keep it out of my body. I cried out, convusling as it tried to enter my body. Screaming at it to get out of me. This body was mine and no spirit was going to take over. Damn it! It was trying to enter thru the bites like Amel entered Akasha thru her stab wounds. But it couldn't really fit thru them completel . I wouldn't let it enter me. Never. God only knew what I would become if it did. I pushed at it. My body was weak, but with my soul I pushed the spirit away. Then all was black. How come I always have to end up unconious?

Marius - 02/25/98 13:58:03
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/va/thetemptation
My Email:wfront@po.michsb.trw.com

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Lestat commented on the fact that Christine's situation was grim and asked my opinion on what to do. "Listen Lestat", I told him, putting my hand on his shoulder,"Mortals do not tend to fare well under the care of vampires. Its that simple. They are like he baby birds blown from their trees that children scoop up and try to keep as pets. They seldom survive and even when they do they are never quite the same. If you truly love this woman you must either get away from her or you must make her one of us. It is that simple. Unfortunately in this case you cannot just leave her alone. If you do she will most certainly die. Even if she survives this she will die for she has the will to die and she WILL find a way. So you know what to do if you want to save your aby bird, Lestat. Its just up to you to do it."

PANDORA - 02/25/98 04:35:21

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I am so sorry guys! My cpu wacked out and I had to get a new puter. I am ok now. Will post tomorrow, I promose!!!!!

Jami - 02/25/98 02:52:14
My Email:SntxError@AOL.com, CDeVillon@AOL.com

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Yasmin won't be on for a week. She's got midterms.

Dierdre - 02/25/98 01:00:35
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/me/sweetdaughterdeath
My Email:sweetdaughterdeath@innocent.com

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I boarded a plane just before dawn. Hmm...my mother obviously disapprtoved of my choice in outfit. I think I'll dress this way all the time. I thought with a grin. I would need some new clothes when we reached our destination, after all. I laid down on a sofa and fell asleep, wodering where I might find myself when I awoke.

Claudia - 02/25/98 00:55:31
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/me/claudiarose
My Email:sweetdaughterdeath@innocent.com

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I had been forced onto the plane when I would not consent to go without my beloved Louis, and now I lay pretending to sleep in the corner. I was alone again, and I was pondering my horrid fate when I heard a fight erupt between Lestat and Santino. Someth ng about Christine.... I was finally drifting off to the death sleep which had eluded me, when I cought the tail end of Lestat's thoughts. He was blaiming me for something. I had not done anything....Oh well, I'm sure that I shall hear about it later. Th n sleep mercifully overtook me.

Lestat - 02/25/98 00:44:05
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/va/bratcave
My Email:bratprince@unforgettable.com
Note: Good save, Santino!

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I snarled at Santino's back, as he walked away. "I healed the wounds that I left. Those are not mine! Who else has been at Christine?" I looked at my closest companions, but they shook their heads. I did not doubt their word. My eyes scanned the othe inhabitants of the cabin. I was not familiar with the two new females, Lunadark and her daughter, Dierdre, the latter dressed in that revealing red catsuit. As my eyes fell on Lunadark, Marius shook his head. I trusted his judgement of his companion. The young one then? Or could it have been Claudia? She had resented Christine ever since she had first joined us at the townhouse. I was loathe to believe that my little daughter would commit such a vile and selfish act, but based on her past actions t wards myself, anything was possible. The question now was how to save Christine. There was one obvious solution, but did I dare? Not without Christine's permission, and she was unconscious. "Marius, her condition is grave. What would you suggest?"

pandora - 02/24/98 16:32:19

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sorry guys my system keeps crashing.

Marius - 02/24/98 13:34:06
My URL:http://www.angelfire.com/va/thetemptation
My Email:wfront@po.michsb.trw.com

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I returned to the plane from finally being able to feed only to find Lestat and Santino in battle over something! Aaaah, they were fighting over Christine. Apparently Santino felt the need to try and feed on poor Christine. These confounded vampires were lways fighting over something or another! I walked over to Lestat,"Hey, old boy. Is she quite all right?"

Santino - 02/24/98 07:07:17
My URL:http://geocities.datacellar.net/BourbonStreet/Delta/2689
My Email:Santino48@aol.com
Note: I am a firm believer in reading what has been written prior to jumping to conclusions...

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Just as Christine bared her neck to me, and I was leaning down to relieve her of her misery, I was grappled by Lestat. He had his hands wrapped around my throat, shouting at me to never lay another finger on his beloved Christine. I slipped my hands bet een his arms and broke free. Just as I was about to speak my peace his mother arrived and kneeled at the mortals side, noticing the teeth marks I had seen when she turned over. "Lestat she needs help, she is dying again." Just then, the boy we all love f ew into the crowd gathered around the poor little dying woman. He stood in the middle of Lestat and I telling us to break it up, that there was enough going on, that we didn't need a fight on the plane. I just stared at them, not wanting to say anything turned around and headed to the back of the plain. "She said she wanted to die...I was giving her that option, but it looks as though you might have drained her already Lestat...those are not my marks." I moved to the last row and lay on the seats, fall ng asleep with a grin on my face.

Armand - 02/24/98 04:49:02
My Email:theschles@hotmail.com
Note: Pandora correctly pointed out that most people don't view the dramatis personae page and so the lines needed to return.

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Once we were on the plane, I grabbed the air-phone, headed back to my seat, and called my pilot. When I found him, I explained that I was heading elsewhere and that he was to head back to Devil's Island. If I needed him, I would call him.

As I hung up, down the aisle I saw a strange commotion - Lestat and Santino were fighting! I quickly got up, flew over to them, and threw myself in the middle, trying to force them apart. "Stop it, you two!", I exclaimed. "We're in trouble enough as it is - this is no time for the two of you to go at each other's throats!"

That's when I found out what started it - our mortal, ahem, companion had been a willing morsel for Santino. I glared at him and then looked at Lestat and sighed. "This is all for the love of a mortal - I hope this is going to be worth it, Brat Prince." br>
Gabrielle - 02/24/98 02:35:45
My Email:childofstarlight@hotmail.com
Note: Hey, the lines came back! *surprised look*

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I let my thoughts drift by as the ground below me did, flying, what a peculiar feeling. I couldn't help feeling that beings such as us were not meant to fly in planes, but what a wonderful feeling. I woke from my thought quickly, only to find Lestat at he vampire they called Santino's throat. Christine was lying there by them, two bleeding punture wounds on her throat. I hurridly went to her side, and bent to hear her heart beat, sluggishly. "Lestat, something must be done for her. This is the secon time she has let herself die. She cannot go on this way." I said calmly.

Lestat - 02/24/98 02:12:51
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My Email:bratprince@unforgettable.com

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I was asleep, yet not so deeply that I could not detect the undercurrent of various thoughts. Suddenly, I was jolted to full awareness, and virtually flew across the cabin. I found myself with my hands around Santino's throat, preventing him from draini g the remaining life from my Christine. Our eyes met, and we bared our fangs at each other. Then, I felt him mentally back off, and my hands relaxed, and released him. Warily, we regarded each other across the prone body of Christine. "Do not ever lay a hand on her again, or you will answer to me!" I exclaimed, and awaited his response, and his reaciton.

Cleopatra - 02/24/98 01:46:56
My URL:http://members.aol.com/MariaV1/index.html
My Email:CDeVillon@AOL.com

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I can't believe they would leave me like that. Stupid vampires. I exited not long after them, looking for my own prey. Men. Sex. Money. The important things in life! Suddenly I was struck by a rather odd image. A woman, sick, begging for help and for deat . The Talamasca. A plea for someone named David, for Ramses as well. I hissed at this name. Whoever this was she wanted help to destroy that pesky Talamasca. Well, she wasn't going to get it from me. Not if she was asking Ramses for help and not the great Cleopatra! Little bitch.

Nicholas - 02/23/98 23:38:01
Note: Carnaval Mardi Gras Carnaval, et c'est tout les Quebec Festival, Carnaval Mardi Gras Carnaval, can't remember the rest of the words....

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Nicholas looked down at Lekaire whom seemed to be clinning to him and across the room to Cleopatra, Cleopatra had such interesting thoughts, about using their own feelings against them, tempting them, he smiled, he liked the way she thought, his mind had een free of those thoughts for a night. Cleopatra had offered protection from the spirit, "Cleopatra, I think I can provide the protection needed, I've spent centuries in hell. I know how to handle them." He looked at her, thoughts going throught his m nd of the several times he had gotten into "fights" with the other spirits. Lekaire was imtollerably cold, she needed to feed, right away. "Cleopatra, I'm sorry, but we must go to feed, I'm sure you'll be alright by your self for awhile?" Cleopatra no ded though he didn't like the look she had on her face, he put his arm around Lekaires waist and helped her walk out of the room. "Cleopatra is a dangerous creature, did you hear her thoughts?" He asked Lekaire, almost laughing, Cleopatras' thoughts were almost as his used to be. "What did your maker say?" He asked, Lekaire had something on her mind, he could tell, if her maker was a damned spirit, he could of told her things about him, Nicholas had to know....

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Christine - 02/23/98 17:51:26
My URL:http://members.aol.com/SntxError/index.html
My Email:SntxError@AOL.com

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I looked at Santino, not reacting to the fangs. I thought about how I tried to throw myself out of the window and Lestat stopping me. I probably sent out some incorherent message to Santino, something about how had I had been a vampire maybe the Talamasca would've left me alone. I felt so ill. I thought I might vomit, but I couldn't move. The blood loss from Lestat drinking from me and all the stress had made it impossible for me to move. I just moved my head so my neck was exposed. Let Santino decide. Kil me now, swiftly, or let me slowly die from whatever illness I had picked up. Though deep, deep down, I knew I didn't want to die. I just felt so ill....

Santino - 02/23/98 10:21:13
My URL:http://geocities.datacellar.net/BourbonStreet/Delta/2689
My Email:Santino48@aol.com
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**I want to die...** I perked up when I heard this thought. It probably wasn't meant to be picked up, but it slid plainly through my mind as does a knife through soft butter. We had been flying for the better part of the early morning and though I was rifting off to sleep, the words perked me up. I swiveled around in my chair to look at her body lying across the row to my left. Tears streaming down her face, wishing to be with that man. I looked around the plane and all were in states of comfort lyi g across seats or sitting with their legs outstretched. No one stirred as I stood up and walked over to where she lay. Standing above her, glaring at her pathetic, mortal face I sent the following message, **I can kill you if you really want to die, but e are escaping that city because of you, my dear. You have single handedly caused the flight of seven vampires...vampires who don't like to run away from anything. So if what you say is true and you are ready to die...I am ready to kill you.** She turne her head in my direction, slowly opening her eyes to see me grinning at her with my fangs bared.

Christine - 02/22/98 21:33:18
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I don't know when I woke up, but I did, barely. Groggy, I looked at everyone. I felt so ill. I wanted to go back to sleep. "Lestat?" I mumbled, looking around for him. My head was spinning. Too much, too soon. Running for too long. It was all catching up o me. I wanted to sleep and never wake up. I wanted to die....

Lestat - 02/22/98 12:27:02
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