The Lair Of The Vampires, Where the vampires hide!

[Lady_Krisnys]

OOC: And so now that my dear friend Stell has started this, I believe that I shall reply what with the randomness that is Piper and Luke on oranges~!~! Only they can be like this and get away with it… Haha. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… don’t even THINK about asking about the oranges… It’s much too hard to explain…

“… I want some chicken,” Piper Pyle announced, leaning her chair back on two legs as she looked through the bars that lined the cage that constituted for Luken Greymark’s pitiful prison. “How about you?”

“… Aren’t you supposed to be, you know, torturing me?” Luke asked, his glasses reflecting light off them mysteriously. He raked a hand through his black hair, his greenish hazel eyes taking in his “torture” chamber.

Sending a fierce and evil look over her shoulder, Piper merely said, “Well, I never told you where I was going to shove them, now did I?” And she left Luke alone with his laughter and thoughts as she walked up the stairs and over to the fruit bowl. There was a bunch of scared muttering and most of the Seethe members scattered as Piper made out an extremely mad and loud slamming of the heavy oak door that served as the front door of the house. “Well, Scott’s home.” Grabbing a bag of oranges, Piper turned DIRECTLY into her blonde haired, blue-eyed brother, leader of the Seethe. “Fancy meeting you here!~” She announced, and then her voice faltering as she saw that Scotts eyes were a sickening and blood red. “… What happened at the meet?” she asked cautiously, her eyes filling with tears. The very last time that Scott had come back like that was when Vincent, leader of the werewolves at the time, killed their father, James.

Snapping what control that he had left, Scott hooked his fingers in the front of Pipers red shirt, and dragged her closer, before slamming her back into the fridge. Glaring, Piper unwrapped her older brothers fingers, and snapped his hand away.

“Apparently, something went wrong.” Stepping forwards, she placed a hand on his shaking shoulders. He – usually and OBVIOUSLY – was the stronger of the two, but Piper saw a tear slip by his guard and then she looked up at him with a look of affection.

“What happened?”

“…” Scott sent a look at her and glared.

Placing both hands on her hips, Piper glared at Scott and then raised an eyebrow, “What happened?”

There was no answer.

“FINE,” Piper said, her voice letting out a whole ARRAY of anger. She turned away, and then stopped as Scott spoke quietly.

“… They won’t give Allie back,” Scott managed.

Piper looked at her brother, and then hugged him. “It’s okay, it’s going to be okay. We’ll get her back eventually. I can even go and try to negotiate with the pack,” Piper cooed at her brother, shrugging. She turned to leave, and Scott snapped out a hand.

“No, they’ll kill you,” Scott muttered quietly, as was his tendency. Piper turned back to him, and cocked a hip gracefully at him.

“TECHNICALLY I’m already dead.”

The look that Scott gave her could have melted chocolate because it was that sweet. “I don’t want to lose you too.”

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!~ What a sweet talker!!” Piper, being a touchy feely person, hugged her brother again, before heading down to the basement. Scott followed her.

“What are you doing?”

“… My job?”

“… And how are you torturing him with a bag of oranges?”

Suddenly, the cage came into sight, and Luke snapped to attention. “Leech,” Luke hissed in a voice that was quite hateful and angry.

“Pup.” Scott returned. Piper stepped between the two, and looked at her brother.

“I’m going to squeeze the orange juices into his eyes. It should be painful,” Piper stated, letting her eyes meet Luke’s and she nodded, her head moving a fraction of an inch. His face was now devoid of emotion, and he was suddenly on his knees as if he had just seen Piper come in.

“Please, no whipping! I have the scars!” His face, paling with each word, was looking at Piper. “Lights – fading! Darkness clouding – in! Mother? Is that you? Beckoning me to the light? Must – not – go – to – the – light! But, it’s so pretty!” Falling onto his back, Luke finally whispered, “Rosebud” before closing his eyes and looking dead.

Scott, angry, kicked the bars of the cage that Luke was currently residing in. “What is his PROBLEM?!” Scott asked, his foot throbbing weakly. Sending a look at Piper, he kicked the cage again and this time Luke coughed – almost as if it was ALL of his guts – and sat up.

“What am I doing here?” Luke asked, his face full of confusion. “Lu?” he asked, referring to his twin sister, Lucien. “Help me!”

Scott, satisfied, looked at his sister, ruffled her hair, said, “I’m so proud of you!~ That’s my girl!~” and left. Luke, also satisfied and hungry, accepted the orange from Piper as she settled down in her chair again.

"... And where did you learn how to act like that?" Piper asked, raising an elegant pale eyebrow.

"My sister's a little drama queen." Luke shrugged. "Hey, what's the deal with Scott?"

There was no sounds as Piper ate her orange. "Nothing then, huh?" Luke asked, leaning back and looking as his blonde prision keeper.

“Hey, wanna play Monopoly?” Piper asked, changing the subject while peeling her second orange with a smirk on her face. “I will pown you again!”

“Pfft!” Luke said, grabbing through the cage bars for another orange, “As if!”

“Wanna bet?”

“Gonna make it a sweet bet?”

“You know it!” Piper smirked again, and looked at Luke, waiting for him to accept her deal.

“Fine. What’s the bet?”

“If I win, I’ll pester you until you tell me what your family loved more then the members. And then “neglect” to file the report, so that I know, but Scott doesn’t.” Neglecting her report was not very good, because Scott got QUITE angry when there wasn’t anything that Luke let “slip” while he was being held. And, Piper loved hanging things above Scott’s head.

“… Ooh, I like that,” Luke said, rubbing his hands together.

“… This is kind of a win-win situation… Here goes with the other half of the deal, unless you don’t want to hear it… And you don’t have to…” Luke nodded, and Piper grinned, her eyes glinting in the light that was filtered into the room.

“Or, if YOU win, I’ll let you send a message to your sister.”

There was an air of silence as the prisoner digested this.

OOC: Aah. I love Scott, Piper and Luke.

[Estella]

Luke narrowed his eyes at Piper with a slight frown.

"Ok...I'll play monopoly with you... I call the car!!!!!" He said after his moment of thought.

"Nu-uh! I'm the car!" Piper said shaking her head. "You can be the wheel burrow or the horsemen or the boot or the thimble,"

"But I want to be the car," Luke whined crossing his arms over his chest, looking remarkably like his sister. "You were the car last time,"

"Uh....It's my game therefore my car," Piper said as she opened a secret door in the floor of the basement. She reached inside and pulled out a monopoly box and a handful of chocolates.

"Fine...." Luke muttered. "But I call banker!"

"Deal," Piper said tossing him a chocolate as she put the board and started to set up beside the cage. Luke ate the chocolate and sat down where he could reach.

"I'll be the little scottie dog," He said grabbing the piece from the box and setting it on go. Piper put the car beside the dog and passed Luke the money which he started setting up. "I sure hope Scott doesn't ruin our game again..."

"Me too! I was totally winning last time," Piper whined popping a chocolate in her mouth. "Well...actually you were but I coulda caught up,"

"Psh...Yeah right," Luke said handing Piper her money. Piper grinned and sat cross legged across from Luke then rolled the dice. She moved her piece and passed the dice to Luke.

"So...will Allie be ok with The Pack?" She asked looking up at Luke with worry in her eyes. Luke looked over the chance card he drew. Luke smiled and let out a laugh as he took money from the bank as his chance had said.

"She's probably a princess over there. Yes she probably smelt disgusting, no offence for a while. But they bathed her and she's being treated better than me. I garuntee it. Lucien is most likey being a big sister to her,"

"Really?" Piper asked rolling the dice.

"Really really," Luke answered with a nod. "She's a little girl. Lucien wouldn't allow anyone to hurt a human child. After all it was her law to forbid us hunting humans. She's just toying with The Seethe. You and Allie are all Scott cares about. The PAck knows this and now Lucien has one of you." He let out a soft sigh. " She's got the upper hand just like I taught her..."

"You taught her? I thought you were twins?" Piper said. "Twins are the same age,"

"Yes. But she's the fighter and I'm the brrains. I've been tutoring her in stratagy for centuries." LUke said taking his turn. "And by the way Piper those shoes are soooooo last season,"

"I like my shoes they-WAIT just one moment!" Piper said narrowing her eyes. "Guys don't care about shoes...at least not straight ones..."

"I do," Luke said with a shrug offering the dice. Piper took the dice looking suspisious then with a grin popped another chocolate into her mouth.

-~*FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER*~-

"You cheated!" Luke growled blinking at the board.

"No I did not!" Piper said defensivly. "I won fair and square!"

"Fifteen minutes! You can't finish monopoly in fifteen minutes!" Luke said glaring. "It's like physically impossible,"

"I'm just that talented," Piper said crossing her arms over her chest and raising an eyebrow.

"NO!"

"Yes!"

"No!

"Yes infinity!" Piper declared. Luke growled. "Now give some info wolf boy."

"But-I-that's-I..." Luke stuttered then sighed and rolled his eyes. "Fine....ok...hmmmm...The Pack's hidout is in a hotel a ways from here called 'The Wolf Cave' ok?"

"Cause...that's totally not obvious is it?" Piper muttered and laughed at the name. Luke grinned as Piper forgot she asked for specific information...which he wasn't giving and totally took his other stuff.

"And 'The Lair du le Vampyre' isn't?" Luke said. "That's even awful french to boot,"

"We didn't think wolves spoke french....Well I didn't..." Piper said.

[Lady_Krisnys]

Luke, raising an eyebrow, settled back and got comfy. Piper, sensing a problem, suddenly recalled her question. “So, what did, or does, you family love?”

Luke, visibly looking relieved, said, “Aww shit. Here comes your brother…” He moved away from the side as fast as he could, and sat motionless at the side. Glaring at his retreating back and cursing her brother, Piper stuffed the Monopoly box, game and chocolate away as fast as only a vampire could, and shot into her chair.

Scott appeared at the bottom of the stairs. “… Is that chocolate that I smell? Piper, you know what happens if you eat too much human food…” Scott, being the older brother as always, advised, shaking a finger at his sister. Piper smiled, and looked past Scott at Luke. Somehow, the cage door had opened, and Luke was edging out.

Scott, acting quickly, turned and tackled Luke until he fell to the ground under Scott’s body. Acting quickly, Scott then stuffed Luke back into his cage. “Piper, this is our only chance of getting Allie out alive.”

“… And?”

“WATCH IT,” Scott hissed angrily.

“Hello!” Luke said, waving an arm in the air. “IT can HEAR you!”

Scott turned to the cage angrily. “Then maybe if it knew what was best for it, it would shut UP!”

Luke, amazingly, listened.

“Piper, can we talk?” Scott asked, his face looking paler as he spoke.

“Uhm… sure. Who’s going to watch and fee – I mean, torture Luke?”

“You mean LUKEN? I dunno, I’ll fix this.” Scott, being the ever so cheerful person that he SOOO was, looked at Luke. “Move, and I will personally behead your twin sister before your very eyes. Is that clear?”

Luke nodded, getting comfy.

Scott jerked his head to the stairs, and walked up before his sister. Piper shrugged at Luke, and mouthed that she’d tell him what happened when she got back.

Piper walked up the stairs and up another set until she reached her brothers room. Scott was sitting cross legged on his bed and looking at a picture.

“Ooh, who’s that?” Piper asked, sitting beside him and leaning on his shoulder. The picture was one that had been taken a few months ago when Piper had gone out and brought Allie home from the house fire that was raging in her house. It was Scott, his arms hooked around Piper with Allie on his back, her mouth open in a silent laugh. Scott looked at the picture with a look of utmost concentration.

“Oh.”

“Do you think that she’ll be okay?” Scott asked so quietly that Piper almost missed it, vampire hearing and all. Piper, always the one to soothe her brother, grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

“I’m sure that she’s fine,” Piper said, comforting as she always was. “Lucien was the one who implemented the law that no one of her wolves would eat any humans, and never drink human blood, right?”

Scott nodded, but said nothing else.

“She’ll be fine. She has Pyle in her. She’ll be perfectly alright.”

“…” Scott looked up at his sister, and squeezed her hand back.

“You know, should any of the Seethe see this, they’d want to kill you and become leader?” Piper asked, laughing at her brother.

Scott gave her a look. “Do you think that they could beat me? I am invincible!!” At this, Piper gave a snorting laugh.

“You? Invincible? I can beat you!”

“You’re the only one, cause I let you win.”

“LIAR!” Piper accused, noticing how all the stress left her brothers face and was replaced with hardness.

“I have to talk with the Seethe. Call a meeting.”

“Whatever you say cappy – tain!” Piper said, saluting Scott and earning a laugh and a shove of affection from her brother.

“Do it now.”

“Wow, impatient now are we?”

“Yes, get your ass in gear, and call me a meeting damn it!”

“CON!” Piper indicted, leaving the room, filtering into others and announcing for her brother that the Seethe members were called to a meeting. There were swears, moan, groans and the occasional stake thrown at her head.

She ignored those.

Making her way back downstairs, Piper saw that there was a falcon that looked as if it had fallen into ashes. Luke shrugged, and then pointed at the letter that had fallen out of the mouth of the falcon.

Wincing as she recognized what this meant, Piper picked up the letter.

Piper, is my brother alive or dead? If he’s alive, why didn’t you tell me? Don’t make me come to your Seethe and beat your brains in just so that I can see and find the correct answer.

Lots of love,

Lucien.

“Kind,” Piper said, shrugging before grabbing a sheet of paper and writing on it.

Well, he is. Scott wasn’t lying. I was forbidden to tell you because Scott said if I did, he’s actually kill Luke. I saved your brothers life repeatedly here Lucien, so don’t come and eat my bran.”

Lots of love back!~

Piper.

“What was that?” Luke asked, looking at the note. Piper handed him both notes, and then blinked. Luke read them, laughing occasionally, before he exclaimed, “Eat my bran?”

Piper, with a knowing bob of her head, said, “She loves my bran cookies…”

“… WHEN WAS SHE EVEN HERE?!”

“… I brought her cookies. I met with her.”

“… AND I DIDN”T GET TO COME?!”

“Uhm… no. Scott didn’t know, and I like talking to you.”

“… What?”

“No, NO. I just – you actually listen. Scott ignores and then tries to eat my dog. I kicked him last time…” Piper smiled, and then laughed as Luke passed her the notes. Allowing the falcon, Floda, to hop closer, Piper hooked the note in a special sling that she has JUST finished making.

The falcon flew out the window, and Piper looked longingly at the sunrise. “I hate closing these windows. I need to get a special coat that allows me to stand out and watch the sun rise.” Piper sighed and then frowned. “I love how it looks; all the reds and oranges mixing, and the yellow shining through.” Piper sighed again, and then sat down in her chair.

Luke sat down and all was silent for a while.

“So, how does the pack react to you being gay?” Piper asked, without looking at Luke.

“WHAT?! How do – I mean, me? Gay? Pfft. As if. I can’t be gay.”

“Well, why aren’t you higher up in the rating of pack members?”

“… Because I’m weak.” At that, Piper laughed so hard that she forgot how to breathe. Luke frowned, and then laughed as well. “I’m not weak…”

[Lady_Jannys]

Aro hummed to himself as he walked through the... Lair? Was it even rightfully dubbed that? It did feel like a lair. It was too comfortable. He sighed heavily, his hands behind his head as he walked, bored, towards Scott's room.

"Dancing through Life~! Skimming the surface~" he sang to himself as he changed direction, heading into the kitchen. For some reason or another, he was craving baklava, and he was pretty sure Piper was storing some in the fridge. Aro paused in the entryway, then hopped over to the fridge, opening it and pulling out the plate of baklava and hurriedly stuffing one into his mouth and swallowing it whole.

There was a coughing sound behind him and he paused, turning around slowly, a second baklava half-way in his mouth. In the doorway stood Scott, Aro noticed, and he smirked broadly.

"... Baklava, Scotty-o?" The long-haired vampire asked, offering Scott the plate.

[Estella]

"You aren't weak. You are gay as in you like men," Piper said crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.

"Am not!" Luke argued mocking her gesture. Piper glared at him and sighed.

"Fine...Whatever."Piper muttered rolling her eyes. "So how is the cage treating you?"

"Nice subject change...." Luke said with a bark of laughter.

"Answer the question!!!!~"Piper said.

"Boring....It's a cage...it's hard and metal and-"

"WAIT!!!MY FRIDGE IS BEING INVADED!!!!" Piper shrieked then bounded up the stairs and pounced on Aro. "MY food!"

[Lady_Krisnys]

Scott, glaring angrily, looked at his second. “Aro, meeting. Where did my sister go?”

Aro, shrugging, took another bite of baklava. “I dunno, with Luke probably. She’s always watching him. Vigilant one, our Piper is!” Smiling, Aro took another bite, and then a third.

“Oh. Well, there’s still a meeting. I expect you to be there.” With that last note, Scott walked away, headed for the steps. “Oh,” he began, turning from the top of the stairs, “Never call me Scotty-o.”

“Whatever you say, Scotty!”

Suddenly, Piper ran into the kitchen. “ARO!@ MY FRIDGE! MY FOOD! Oh, hey Scott.” Piper waved, and then walked back down stairs to talk with Luke. Scott followed her.

Sighing, Scott said, “We have a meeting.”

“And TECHNICALLY this is MY day off. So, I don’t have to come.”

Scott gave her a puppy dog pout, and managed to keep it, as Lucien never could. ((**OOC: Oh, you know that your puppy dog pouts never work on me Stell! I just… feed you anyways…**))

Angrily now, Piper got to her feet. “FINE.” She stomped by the cage, and then stopped. “Just so we’re clear, I am NOT taking notes.”

“But, you have to!”

“I am a ‘Personal Assistant to the Seethe Leader’, not a secretary. Get someone else to write.” Piper marched upstairs, and past Aro.

“What’s up with Scott?” Aro asked, falling into step with Piper. “He’s acting like that stick that’s up his ass is farther up then usual…”

“Our niece, Allie, is in the wrong hands, of COURSE his stick’s farther up his ass! Sheesh Aro, he’s getting to be in a REALLY mad mood. And you know how those make me…”

Aro cringed. “As I recall, you threw a frying pan at my head last time that Scott was mad…” His hand moved to his temple. “For once in your life, you had good aim.”

Piper laughed, and then turned as Scott walked out.

With Luke.

Chained to his arm nonetheless, but Luke.

With a raised eyebrow, Piper fell into step with her brother. “Why’s Luke here?”

Luke smiled, and waved at Piper, who – almost – waved back, but settled for an angry glare instead. Scott patted her head, and then turned to Luke.

“No funny business!” Scott demanded, undoing the handcuff that held Luke from his arm, and attached him to Piper.

“… And what do YOU classify as ‘funny business’?” Luke asked, looking up at Scott as he was backed into a wall, dragging a startled Piper with him.

“Anything that looks wrong to me, I will not only behead your sister in front of you, but I will suck her dry so that she’s begging for mercy BEFORE I behead her,” Scott muttered darkly.

Luke stiffened, and then nodded gravely.

“Fine. No funny business. I get a note pad? And a pen? It better not be a retarded pen or any of that retarded paper that there is…”

Piper propelled herself in front of Luke as Scott readied himself to pounce. “We just need to – Aro? Help me. Word.”

Aro concentrated, taking another bite of baklava. “Hmmmmmmm… Well, relax? Chill?”

Piper, looking as if a thought had JUST struck her, said, “CHILLAX! Sheesh, Scott, you’re over a THOUSAND years old! And Luke, you’re over five hundred! Just calm down, and act like ADULTS!” Piper, attached to Luke, dragged the latter towards the conference room, and then sat on the right side of the Seethe leader’s chair. Scott took the chair between Piper and Aro.

“Okay, we need to talk.”

“About what?” whined a female vampire who was had a mop of deep brown hair. “We JUST had a meeting Scott, why are we here?”

“Hush!” was all that Scott said, and the Seethe members who were talking inhaled and stopped talking to pay attention to Scott. “Now, we’re all gathered here today –“

Piper snickered.

Scott stopped, and looked at his sister. “What?”

“Nothing.”

“WHAT?!”

“It kinda reminds me of a wedding…” Luke said, writing that last comment down. He looked up, smiled at Scott’s face. “Oops, would THAT be funny business?”

As if spotting Luke for the first time, one of the vampires leaned forwards, licking his lips. “Yummy, ROASTED dog for dinner…” he said, looking at Scott.

Piper leaned before Luke. “Yeah, not going to happen. He’s not supper guys! Get your own food,” as she finished talking, the Seethe members began to get up.

“SIT DOWN!” Scott demanded, and the members dropped quickly. “He is the reason that we are here. He – along with, yes, being a wolf Gregory – is the brother of the Alpha.”

At the word Alpha, the Seethe members growled, as if the air was somehow evil now that the name Alpha was mentioned.

“He’s our bargaining chip.”

“I’m RIGHT here! I CAN hear you!” Luke said angrily.

[Estella]

"So? Why would we care if you can hear us..." Gregory said still looking at Luke as if he were a choclate cover strawberry. Luke growled and opened his mouth to be smacked by Piper.

"Shut up Luken," She said giving him the 'You are majorly pushing your luck' look which was hidden behind a evil glare. Luke shut his mouth and readied his pen.

"Now. One: We are NOT eating him, the next one to ask will be punished," Scott snapped. The Seethe nodded. "Two: He is our barginning chip to get Allie back,"

"Whoa. Allie? That liitle delisi- I mean cute girl?" A red headed female vampire asked. Scott glared and she hid behind the male next to her murmering apologies.

"Yes her," Piper answered. "she's in the hands...erm paws or the dogs,"

"We are NOT dogs...And I can still hear you!" Luke braked but of course was ignored. Poor Luken.

"Why do we care about a human, a child at that? We could use him to gain information. Or surrender. Or tons of things instead, Things much more useful," Said a handsome black haired male vampire with a raised eyebrow. Scott opened his mouth but Piper poked him and gestured for a secret. He and Aro leaned close to her and so did Luke though nobody saw him.

"They won't care about her..."Piper said. "She's and I quote 'just a human girl',"

"She's a Pyle." Scott said. "That has to count for something..."

"They won't care." Aro said. "Trading him for Allie could threaten your leadership position..."

[Lady_Jannys]

Scott gave Aro a look that CLEARLY said, 'shut up now before I eat your soul', but, obviously, the longhaired vampire was ignoring it, leaning on Scott's chair, draping himself over the back to look at the shorter-haired blonde. Aro had a ridiculous grin on his face.

"Because, you know, Scotty, that your vampires may become mutinous. Not that I would, because, you know, I would TOTALLY get my ass handed back to me on a silver platter. That’s not at ALL good for my self esteem!” Aro announced, then he looked at Luke, his mouth opening wide as he gasped loudly – loud enough for several of the gathered to cover their ears, before he kept talking, looking back at Scott.

Luke looked at Piper. “What was THAT about?” He whispered. Piper smirked at the werewolf knowingly.

“That,” She whispered back, “Was Aro’s gay-dar going off.”

“… Crap.”

“And ANYway, It just isn’t NATURAL for a second to kill the leader – because then the vampires that the Leader had following him would kill said second, and, well, let’s face it. I’m just too pretty to die.” Aro said with a shrug, which made Scott growl and made Piper giggle.

“Aro, you know, you and Scott make a cute couple! Too bad Scott’s not gay… or if he is, not as gay as you…” She said, COMPLETELY off-topic. Aro giggled.

“AWW!! Thanks, Piper! See, Scotty-o? EVEN PIPER THINKS WE SHOULD DATE!” Aro half-wailed, kissing Scott on the cheek, which made Scott hit Aro, hard.

“... Don’t touch me, you lousy fruit! AND STOP CALLING ME SCOTTY-O!!” The elder wiled, flailing. “Can we get back to the matter at hand?!”

[Estella]

Scott growled softly and frustrately. Luke watched him trying not to laugh at Scott. The poor leech was rally getting it hard...Oh well. Scott faced his Seethe and started to ask them questions.

"Fine then What do you want to trade it's life for?" Scott asked standing up. Luke fumed.

"It can hear you still!" Luke growled then got a smack by Piper and the 'shut up you're being an idiot' look. Luke frowned as he was ignored anyway. He leaned over to Piper.

"So Aro's gay?" He asked with a snort of laughter. "I didn't think VAmps would put up with a gay one."

"And do the werewolves?" Piper asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Not really...But I'm not gay," He assured her...even though it was a lie. "I just know because there is a gay one and he's pretty much shunned."

"Mmhmm..." Piper said with a slight smile.

"Did you write that down dog?" Scott snapped at Luke. Luke looked at him and shook his head.

"No. I'm very sorry, can you repeat it?" Luke asked in a perfectly innocent voice.

"I said...gah...never mind... Next order," Scott said with a wave of his hand.

"Next order?" Luke asked. "I'd like the ginger chiken and stir fry please!" Piper snorted a laugh which was cleverly disguized as a cough.

"Shut up Pup and write," Scott growled "Or I'll put you back in your kennel." Luke nodded but the moment Scott turned his back he gave Scott the finger getting a chuckle out of Aro and a giggle from Piper.

[Lady_Krisnys]

Scott, hearing the commotion behind him, turned and glared. “Don’t push your luck.” He warned, looking at the Seethe with a look that screamed annoyance.

“I think that we should always go and kill the werewolves…” A brunette vampire announced, looking at Luke, and licking her lips. “Starting with him.”

“WE CANNOT EAT HIM! Now, SIT down and SHUT UP!” Scott snapped, glaring at his Seethe angrily. The brunette sunk back into the crowd, and then there was a knock on the door.

In walked Maximillien Slevtor, her scythe glinting in the fading sunlight. “Oops, am I interrupting something?” she asked, her eyes moving to look at the other Seethe members. “Was someone not listening to what Scotty here said?”

Scott, rolling his eyes at the pet name, looked at the black-haired vampire as she walked over and sat beside Piper and Luke with a look of menace at the members. “What?” Maximillien snapped, catching Scott looking at her and glaring.

“Nothing, are you okay?” Scott, always concerned, asked the girl, whom he had basically adopted into the Seethe. Maxi rolled her eyes, and looked directly at Scott.

“No, I burnt myself while I was in the store shopping for Piper,” Maximillien said, the sarcasm rolling off her words.

“Where?”

“SHE WAS BEING SARCASTIC!” Piper said angrily, rolling her eyes. For a smart and swift vampire, Scott was a little dense at times…

“Oh.” Scott looked back at the Seethe, apparently happy with the comment that had happened between him and Maximillien, and said, “What do you want to do?” Catching the thoughts that ran through most minds, Scott added, “No eating the wolf.”

There was a loud sigh, and then a raised hand.

“May? What do you think?” he asked the little brunette girl who was turned at age 7. She smiled shyly, showing her little pointy teeth at Luke, who winced, and then attempted to hide behind Piper.

“I think that we should try for a trade. The wolf boy for Allie.”

“That’s a good plan May!” Piper said, looking impressed with May. The little girl was just what people needed. April, her twin sister and the person who turned her without knowing, smiled, and exchanged a high five with her twin.

“C’est une bonne idée ma jumelle!” April announced in French, the twins native language. Piper, always one to travel, had picked up the twins in Quebec Canada when she was there about half a century ago. April, though she was fluent in French and English, preferred to talk to her twin in the language that they both knew inside out.

“Oui! C’est fantastique!” May agreed. Piper smiled. The two, both over five hundred now, smiled and were suddenly the centre of attention.

“So, who wants the change?” Scott asked, not noticing how Piper exchanged a look with Luke. There were about a quarter of hands raised. “What does everyone else want?”

“TORTURE!” someone yelled helpfully.

“Already done.” Scott replied calmly, looking at his sister with a dry look. There was nothing interesting, and that made Scott bored.

“How about a change and switch?” someone suggested.

Scott cocked his head, “What do you mean?”

“Well, what Tom means is that we go to switch Allie for Luke, and then we just take Luke back again. Then we have Allie safe, and we still have the upper hand.”

“And you all know how much I love having the upper hand…” Scott muttered, getting a laugh out of his Seethe. After the laughing stopped, there was another laugh, and then an exclamation.

“I GET IT!!”

“Nice Cole. Nice.” Scott said, smirking.

“Well, I do!”

“Okay, moving ON,” Scott said, suddenly looking at Piper and Maximillien, who were conversing over something about the amount that Maximillien had spent on the sugar and toffee.

“What now?” Luke whined, his hand hurting.

“SHUT UP PUP! OR YOU WILL BE PUT DOWN!” someone yelled, causing Piper to glare at him. It was a brunette vampire who was always trying to get in the way. He smirked, and then gave Piper the finger. Piper rolled her eyes, and yawned, ignoring him.

“Now, what does anyone else have to say?”

“Is the meeting over?” Piper heard someone ask. The twins turned, and then glared at the speaker, a handsome black haired male. It was Anthony, the newest vampire. He thought that he was more important than anyone.

Piper rolled her eyes, and nodded at Scott. “Yeah, go feed guys.” The twin smiled, and bowed deeply at Scott and Piper. Aro smiled, and propped his feet up on a newly vacated chair.

“I felt as if that was progressive.”

“Really?” Piper asked, leaning against the chair and Maximillien. Luke looked at Piper, and then got to his feet and walked over to Scott as best as he could.

“Notes, oh great leech.”

“Back to your kennel then dog?”

Luke glared, and then sighed. “Why? Can’t I stay out for a little bit of tonight?” he pouted, and then smiled as Scott sighed reluctantly.

“Fine, but you stay with Piper and Maxi.”

“OKAY!~ LETS GO GIRLS!” Luke, getting to the chair again, dragged Piper up and then Maxi. “Can we go – “

“Don’t leave the house.”

“ – Baking?”

“Sure.”

[Lady_Jannys]

Aro flailed madly when Luke, Piper and maxi left, leaving him alone with Scott. As soon as they were out of earshot, and out of sight, Aro pounced on Scott, giggling madly. At a raised eyebrow from the more mature vampire, Aro stopped, making himself comfortable on Scott’s lap.

“You know what, Scotty?” Aro mused, wrapping his arms around Scott’s neck and resting his cheek against Scott’s thoughtfully – unfortunately the older Vampire had grown accustomed to this. Scott sighed heavily, rolling his eyes at Aro, who had, somehow, become like another annoying little sister to him

“What, Aro?”

“Well, it was bothering me during this meeting…” Aro said quietly, snuggling down on Scott, to which the latter wrinkled his nose in disgust. “But… You don’t have a good hold on your Seethe. I mean, look at how they were acting today... They wanted to kill Luken, against orders. And I know there’s bad blood between your family and his, but the others, we who aren’t actually blood related – forgive the pun – we have no right, and no PLACE to be mad at the wolves, which is why, I’m sorry, but I’m not. I’m not even sure who STARTED this feud. I’m sorry, Scott, but it seems very immature to carry on fighting because your parents did.”

“And at any rate, anything you put the wolf through, Scott, will not help get Allie back. So you know. And if you take Luken back after you get Allie… Well, next time… maybe they’ll go after me, being your Second or Piper, being your sister, or both, as we’re the closest to you – okay, maybe not ME so much, and no – Sitting on you does NOT count,” Aro chanced a weak smile, which was unusual – usually he didn’t have to try to smile like he was. “Then again, maybe I’m wrong, about the feud being immature. I mean, I’ve been wrong before – I’m only a man. But none the less, Scott, you need to really think about if all this treachery is worth it – is it worth it to chance the lives of your family, if not your Seethe? And if not your entire family, then Piper, Allie, Maxi and I? And if not me and Maxi, then Piper and Allie? You really, REALLY need to see the big picture.”

With that, the gay one stood up slowly, hauntingly graceful. He turned back and smirked at Scott – another forced gesture. “I’m going to the bar down on Main Street, if you need me. I’ll have my cell phone if anything happens. Don’t hesitate to call, okay?”

Aro turned back around and waved over his shoulder, walking out of the room. He was doing serious thinking, and that made him quiet, depressed, and not-so-happy. He did not want to plague Piper nor Scott with this, so he felt that getting drunk, or imitating being drunk was better than nothing. He needed to clear his head.

He continued walking to the front door, making sure his wallet was in his pocket. I don’t think Scott realizes how much we worry about him… Piper and I…

[Lady_Krisnys]

Piper smirked as she watched the thing go down between Scott and Aro. Scott was barely breathing, because he was that disturbed, and Aro was clinging. Scott looked like he was going to blow a blood vessel, and Aro just looked like… Aro.

She smiled, and headed down to the kitchen. Luke was cuffed to Max, and the black haired vampire was smirking as she undid Luke, and cuffed him to the fridge. “Ha, HA!” she smiled, and then she grabbed a bowl, and chucked it over her shoulder.

“MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAX!” Piper said, racing over to catch the bowl with one hand, and then kick another to the counter. Luke caught the eggs with one hand, and then dropped them, shrieking.

“LUKE!” Piper said with an exquisite eye roll. She bent to the ground, and picked up the egg remains. “What the hell was THAT for?”

“SALMONELLA!” Luke squealed, pointing at the eggs. “I COULD DIE FROM THE SALMONELLA! I AM NOT TOUCHING THEM!” He cringed, and then frowned at Pipers expression.

“What? Am I wearing something of yours?” he asked.

“Huh? No, no. You sounded UBER gay there…”

“I AM NOT GAY!”

“SOMEONE’S in DENAIL!” Piper smiled and then got out a recipe for shortbread cookies. “Max, I need some…” she looked at the recipe. Before she finished, Max had the ingredients out, along with some maraschino cherries. Piper set to work on the cherries as Max poured the other ingredients in the bowl, mixing with the mixer.

“Ooh, I love shortbread!” Luke cooed, sitting down on a chair that Piper had brought him. “Wait – why am I here?”

“SO THAT WE CAN TORTURE YOU BY EATING THEM IN FRONT OF YOU DAMNIT!” Max said, smirking as she turned with bowl and mixture in hand. Luke looked sad, and he began to tear up. Max sighed, and turned away.

Luke turned his look to Piper, who never looked over. Not getting the reaction that he was looking for, Luke pouted.

“CAN WE WATCH THE NUTCRACKER?!” Luke asked suddenly, looking at the guide that was rolling by on the television screen.

“OOH. THE NUTCRACKER IS ON?! ZOMG, WE MISSED THE BEGINNING OFIT MAX!! ZOMG! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?! ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD, ZOHMIGOD!” Piper kept repeating. Max looked at her, flipped the channel, and gestured with the spoon.

“Piper, it has NOT started yet! Sheesh, chill.” Max turned back just as Marie and Fritz entered the movie. This was no movie; this was a live filming of a high school doing the Nutcracker.

Marie, played by a pretty brunette girl, was arguing with her brother, Fritz. Piper tuned then in as she cut the cherries at the speed that a vampire could. Suddenly, by some freak event, she cut her finger.

Fresh blood flowed from wound, and Piper shoved her finger in her mouth, sucking the blood. “OOOOOOOWWW…” Piper said around the wound. Her finger was throbbing. “Shit, Scott can’t see that.” She swallowed loudly, and then headed to the bathroom. She washed the blood, and then frowned. She leaned forwards, and saw something behind her. She turned, and nothing was there.

“What the – ?” She asked, frowning. She thought that she had seen… her father? Was that who it was? What was that about?

“I’m hallucinating,” Piper said, holding her head in her hands. “What the HELL is that about?” she frowned again, and fixed her hair into a better ponytail, twisting it into a flip.

“I’m going to bake…” she said, holding her head again. She sat down, and then rubbed her temples. “But first, I need some Aspirin…”

She left the bathroom, and headed to the drug room. Scott cut her off. “What are you doing?” he asked, falling into step with his little sister.

“Getting some Aspirin…” Piper said, finding the right bottle. She dumped two pills into her hand, and downed them without water. She grimaced, and then took two more. As she was getting ready to take another two, Scott pulled the bottle out of her hand, backing her into a wall.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Piper said, getting defensive. She crossed her arms over her chest, and then frowned as he looked harder at her, and then crossly at her.

“NOTHING IS FUCKING WRONG SCOTT! LEAVE ME ALONE!” Scott, shocked at the language that his sister was using, didn’t move. Piper’s face fell, and then she cried.

“What’s wrong Piper?” Scott asked, quieter now. “You know that you can tell me.” He tried to get her to smile, but she wouldn’t meet his gaze.

“N – Nothing.” Piper stuttered. Of course something was wrong! What couldn’t Scott see? That Lucien was talking to the one person that he loved the most in the world?

“Tell me now, and that’s an ORDER,” Scott demanded. Piper cocked a hip, and raised an eyebrow at him in a completely unimpressed way.

“I am NOT your dog, do NOT boss me around.” Piper leaned forwards, and Scott hugged his sister. “I think that I’m losing my mind,” She said quietly.

“Oh?” Scott leaned back, looking at his sister again. “And why is that?”

“Well, after I cut my finger while I was baking with Max and Luke, I went to clean it off, and – please don’t make fun of me – but, I think that I saw Father’s reflection. I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LOSING MY MIND!” she growled, and then turned, beginning to bang her forehead on the wall behind her. Scott grabbed her.

“SELF VIOLENCE DOES NOTHING! If I catch you doing that, I will ground you.”

“I am not your little sis- Oh, wait. I am!” Piper smiled, and then hugged Scott. “Do you think that I’m losing what I have left of my mind?”

“I don’t think so…” Scott said, not wanting to tell her that he had the same thing happen to him sometimes, “I KNOW so.”

Piper smiled brighter, and bumped his hip with hers. “Thanks for being a big brother. I’m sorry that I swore at you.”

“No you aren’t.”

“Yeah, you’re right. You deserved it. Sheesh, bugging me like you’re some kind of brother or – “ Piper trailed off, and then smiled at her brother.

“Never mind.”

“GO MAKE ME SOME SHORTBREAD!!” Scott demanded, pointing fiercely. Piper raised an eyebrow, and then frowned reluctantly.

“Fine.”

“HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORAY!” Scott declared happily. Piper didn’t add that she was going to give some to the wolves… When she met with them.

Piper hugged Scott, and then walked off towards the kitchen again. She frowned, and then debated with herself on whether she should tell Luke and Max in the kitchen, or wait until they were alone… like, another bowling night with Max, and another game of, “PIPER CHEATS” Monopoly with Luke…

She would tell them though. Suddenly she heard a loud yell, and she saw that Aro had fallen down the stairs to the basement. He must have been thinking as well.

Piper raced over to him, and then helped him up. Aro hopped to his feet, and brushed himself off. “I’m headed off to the bar!~ Ta ta! I’ll see you later Pip!” And with that, Aro was off.

Piper continued to the kitchen.

OOC: Sorry if I seem snappy this week, all of my patience is worn to the BONE. Sheesh! It’s not that hard to play – *muffles voice in pillow, and screams*

[Gunzi]

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He slid past the large wooden doors looking like a shadow.... that happened to be giving off smoke. I think... since I was pretty much nocturnal anyway I can easily get used to that... It's true; his work schedule was during the night so he caught his sleep during the day.... which is why he was so god damn pastey.... it was a sexy pastey though. Damon sighed and leaned back against the closed doors and eyed his left gloved hand before clutching it into a fist and glaring at it. "Tch... Filthy wolves." He hissed before trailing the leather clad fingers of his right hand over the hilt of his sword hanging from his waist. Damon smirked suddenly. Mutts are weak... and so slow. He chuckled darkly and pushed himself off the door and he began to saunter through the hallways not really having a clue as to where to go.

I just told Aro that I went to get my sword... I wonder if confronting those wolves was something I shouldn't have done...? Damon was entirely new to this world so some mistakes he was likely to make, you can't expect him to be perfect... despite the fact that his appearance was.

That reminds me the only vampire I have met is Aro... I don't even know this head guy is that was mentioned... He felt a sudden pain in his neck from where he was bitten though he didn't wince or anything. Hm.... everyone must be sleeping it seems... His scarlet eyes glinted in the darkness. But where do I get to sleep?

[Lady_Jannys]

((... I'm assuming Damon's at the mansion. >_>))

Elphie rummaged through the fridge, though it was more by lack of anything better to do - really, for the most part, the only things in the fridge were Piper's cooking supplies (eww) and blood packets, which they were supposed to drink but usually didn't. Well, not in her case, anyway. She ate the gross homeless people that no one cared about. It was population control! She slammed the door shut, looking annoyed, her short, spiky hair in it's usually disarray - made worse by the fact that she refused to brush it for the most part.

Bored and humming to herself, a one tends to do after they stop aging, she walked back to the main hall, talking loudly to herself. "... But really - why would anyone want this? I mean it's so..." He voice trailed off as she scanned the hall, her eyes landing on Damon. She raised an eyebrow, looking around, and noticing that none of the other vampires were around, which was strange. And this guy was OBVIOUSLY a vampire - were his shoulders smoldering?! Then she recognized him - the bartender who worked night shifts at Atomic.

She walked over to him, her hands on her hips. "Why hello there, mister bartender!" She said happily, smiling slightly. Well well, Aro. What have you done wrong this time? She thought, walking still closer to him and staring up at his vibrant red eyes, then over the rest of his outfit, the blood. She walked around him, raising an eyebrow. "What on earth have you gone and gotten yourself into? Come with me - we'll get you cleaned up. Come on, you pathetic thing. Eww!" She wrinkled her nose in disgust as she grabbed Damon's hand, leading him towards the staircase, and ultimately her room to clean up the poor sap. "You smell like one of those filthy mutts. What HAVE you been up to?"

[Gunzi]

(( OOC: Well, because you are soooo slow That day of my last post here already past and now it is the morning of the following day. ))

After Damon had left his brother and the corpse he made out of his girlfriend Damon thought it would be better just to return to the mansion... which he did. Why was she of all people with him..? He glared at what could have been a window and what would be sunlight right about now. It was morning right? It was easy to loose track of time in complete darkness.

He knew someone was coming before she approached him, and from the sound of the footsteps it was a woman. Defiantly someone I don't need to associate myself with. He thought so decided against looking towards her or anything else that would make it obvious he knew there was another presence.

When Damon heard the "Mr. Bartender" thing his eyebrow twitched, he really wasn't in the mood for this. And soon the female was in front of him... staring. After giving the woman a quick glance he looked away, completely ignoring the girl afterwards.

Then she grabbed his hand and although he could have just ripped it out of her grasp he thought better of it, after all he most likely already has broke some rules (not that he knows of any yet.) and this girl was obviously more... well ranked higher then he was. Pathetic thing? He just smirked and allowed her to lead him into her room.

Once he was in her room he let his coat fall from his shoulders. That's right... he didn't have a shower after fighting his brother. Her blood is still on my coat... He eyed the dried blood on his coat. "That's because I just fought one." He stated calmly as if it was nothing. The vision of his brother pressed against that wall with a leather clad hand around his throat popped back into Damon's head and he turned to the girl. "I would have his blood on me too if I didn't hesitate." His gaze then shifted to his right hand and he clenched it into a fist watching blankly as the shine mutated over the black leather. "Why am I in your room?" He finally asked as he relaxed the above hand, letting the arm fall to his side.