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Edenor: He is my creator, the weapons i hold he placed in my hands.

.::She spoke in her head but it was like a super villains dialogue.. with the sound of shuffling undead creatures behind her..::

The power of the blood coursing through me is what he shared with me.. Suppose that perhaps he stole my shadows in that moment. I had seen him manipulating the darkness but I did not think he would be capable of stealing them or perhaps just absorbed them for a while..

::Her mind continued to try and make since of it moving her hand over the crate below her.. waiting and expecting to see where the shadow should rightfully be seen.. Til loud screams gained her attention away from the mysterious missing shadows..::

Valentine and his Vixen: Sitting on top of those crates she looked down at the man screaming that he knew she was there. Knowing his screams would bring on the attention of Zombie hordes shuffling in the abandoned Morgue she spoke up against her initial instinct to keep silent..

Valentine was a strange person to meet, he had a chain and on the end of the chain was a small red haired woman.. She was kept like a beast and seemed to act as if her mental facilities where not all functional. The man was rather eager to explain that the woman or lack there of, was on the leash for my safety as well as her own. As if knowing she was a danger to others would some how be less disturbing.

The two of them seemed to be searching for a dark queen, having no idea how they got where they got and where they plan on going, she requested they keep down the racket so that a horde of zombies did not over run them. The man Valentine seemed very knowledgeable in Zombie etiquette which was even less disturbing then the woman he kept chained at his feet, or the way his gold teeth caused flashes of golden glitter from his mouth when the moonlight hit him correctly.. She was helpful enough to give them direction out of the morgue so they could get back to looking for the Dark Queen and she could get back to learning how to better use the weapons her sire had give her.

Where sleep finds her.. ::She listened to the sounds of her own voice when she woke up covered in dirt and confused about where she was.. How had she gotten there, its not where she went to sleep.. She was shaking off the filth from her skin and clothes and looking around to make sure no one was looking in her direction.. She had to get out of there what was going on, was this some sort of slip on reality. Perhaps she had been moved during her slumber.. but who would do that? There was only one person she knew who could.. but how would he have known where she was, and why here? If it was her Sire why would be bother moving her to begin with.. She looked around for any clues, and signs of her sire, and shadows moving of there own accord. There was nothing, no signs, no clues that he was around or that he had tampered with her. But if not him then who? She could not bring herself to ask him, this might be a test of some kind.. She had to learn how to survive on her own out here, so this would be a mystery she would have to uncover on her own.

Edenor's Apartment: She knew a place she could wash up, she had a open invitation to visit, and when she showed up she was surprised to see he was out on the town.. Likely murdering some one, some place, who may or may not deserve it. She was quick to shower and clean up her mess, making it as if she was never there, though she did wave to his security camera's both when she came and when she left so he was aware she had stopped in. He probably knew when ever anyone entered his home, who knew the extent of such a powerful creatures reach. Once the filth of the grave was off her she was out there in the night again, trying to unravel the mysteries of her own limitations.

Shadows remain hidden.. Maybe Edenor some how stole my shadows when he shared his blood. Perhaps that is why I cant find my shadow, unless undead creatures shadows can run away. Why would my own shadow abandon me.. :These thoughts flooding her mind as she sat on the train making her way back to Tutorial Hub Station. Looking down she noticed that the shadow of her hand was on her pant leg.. She moved her hand and the shadow moved along her body but when she moved it over the seat beside her it dissipated.. Confused she started paying closer attention like a scientist testing out a theory.. She did not know how long she rode that train but she learned something about her shadow.. It found all other substances unworthy of its presence, it would only show up on her..

The night had only just begun and discoveries continued to present themselves.

The past three nights.. Waking up covered in the grave.. None of this was on the brochure for joining team blood drinkers.. Worse yet it seemed perhaps something invisible might be following her around. She had a sneaking suspicious that it might have to do with her invisible shadow, did it have a life of its own? Was it some how under the command of her sire? Is it some extended power he had that he failed to mention? For no reason at all some one close by her vicinity would jump and look around as if something hit or tugged at them. The only common denominator was the fact she was in the vicinity when these things happened. This had only happened since the fateful night when she first began hungering for blood..

Weapons Rule the night and aid the fight!! Her Sire had equipped her with a powerful smasher and a incredible rifle.. So her trip through the Abandoned warehouse was a bust, all those weapons just laying around none of them at all useful to a untrained eye. But she remembered her Sires forge, she remembered the heat of it the smell of it.. There was a lesson in this, all these broken old weapons, she began to collect them, moving back and forth checking around the old forges for pieces of forging metals and discarded projects. She could not believe how much people had just left behind.

Making that green.. All these weapons could be taken to that shop she seen not far from the abandoned morgue. Soon she was making fast cash, between that and cracking zombie skulls she was beginning to make her way.. well carve her way through undead entrails and super green cash.. She wondered at times how much that shop keeper was taking off the top. She always felt like he was jipping her when she left his establishment, and how enticing that feeling must be. She began getting increasingly better at haggling for better prices on her merchandise and learning a bit about the different metals and there costs.. Soon she would have enough money for her own Business, and she was pretty sure what that business would be.. A nice little pawn shop of her own, where she could sell the things people brought to her, be it weapons, ammo, jewelry or valuable information.. First she would make a trip to the bank, send her sire some cash for letting her use his apartment each night.. She arrived at his place same time every night, waved at his camera, took her shower got dressed and when she left she waved again at the camera.. ::she couldn't afford a place of her own yet but she kept the areas she used clean and attempted to contribute what she could, refusing to take advantage of his hospitality. ::

The good things in life.. She had been saving up and paying her own way, and when she had checked her finances she noticed a large deposit into her accounts.. Her eyes blinked wide, did her sire just wire her 50,000 dollars? That was more then the cost of the business.. tracking him down was not going to be hard.. She had sat in his chair across from the camera just waiting for him to arrive. When he did she asked him why.. She had not though her manners would grant her such a positive reaction from her sire. She was always brutally honest with him, to the point of embarrassing herself. No one alive or dead knew anything about Veronica except for him, and that night she got to ask him all about her current situational issues.

The Bonds of Blood.. Her Shadow is not gone, well its sort of invisible, it was hard because he seemed a bit perplexed by her situation as she was. Perhaps it was an effect of the intensity in which he embraced her, letting her feed then feeding from her and letting her feed again.. on and on till there was no telling where his blood ended and hers began. How is it this invisible shadow that no one can see, occasionally does thing.. taps a persons leg, chucks a lighter randomly at some one shes speaking to? There are all things child and sire will explore together, she looks to him for guidence in these new found powers and curses of her blood. Eternally grateful for every last bit of confusion, every time he speaks she hangs on each word, each deep sound his voice makes.. She is fascinated by him, and she is rather forward about her devotion to her blood to him..

The Business.. Had to get everything ready for the business, she had the spot.. (it wouldn't let me use the option to put it on the map) She had the lay out and got everything decorated.. (All the image files and business bio) But she found out she needed extra paper work to make it work. She had to find some one to get that done for her when city hall was open in the day time.. So the business was being held by some managerial issues. (had to have at least 3 in Business for this to work.) What she did pick up was a nice bracelet for her sire black onyx beads looked like the shadowy droplets of his blood, the blood he used to take her mortality and transform it into immortality. The two dragon heads held tight to the infinite circle, not telling where one dragon ended and the other began, because what connected the two where the droplets of dark onyx, representing the blood these two beasts shared.



Gift from a god.. As thoughtful as she felt bringing home the silver bracelet for him, she was surprised to see that he had made her a Sapphire ring of silver. She did not tell him, no one made her anything before, and in fact his positive attentions had her falling all over herself trying to be better, do better, because she wanted him to be happy with her. Making him proud was ranked right up there with personal survival, she now considered mutual survival. She would not allow him to meet his final death if there was some thing she could do to stop it. He was all she had and every moment he spent with her, filled her with hope, a blissful sort, the rare kind that made people appear touched in the head.. Even he found her ability to find the rainbow in a oil slick as pretty as the one in the sky strange.. This was a side he seen of her, but he was one of the few people she spoke to, and the only person she was always honest with. The silver of the ring was as pale and perfect as the porcine like finger it adorned, the blue was so dark that in the night it looked black, but under lights it shone deeper then the pale color of her eyes.. Like the endless sea of a dark shore meeting on a white sandy beach, and this piece of jewelry should always be seen on her finger.. (but it does not let me equip it from my inventory section even though i have it in there )



The life of an optimistic Vampire!! Grabbing some zombie ears for a ritual she came across a woman hunting and exhausted. She explained to the woman she could help her get some cash up, if she wanted to save up enough money and move out of tutorial street. The woman followed and Veronica showed her how to pick up look from the abandoned warehouse, how to sell them at the shop keepers place, and turn a profit.. She also told her that she would soon be opening a Pawn Shop over in Harper Rock named Alibabba's and the 40 thieves to come bring her goods there for a fair price, when she manages to get out of the tutorial area. She also stole 175 dollars from that woman in the shop when she was being handed all her cash.. Not that she shouldn't take her cut she did help her get all those weapons and carry them over to the shop keep. Besides the woman couldn't even tell she had been robbed, ya make so much money in a single trip you don't recognize 175 is missing that's a good day. I suppose its not stealing in a way I was doing her a favor, not that I feel guilty about it.. There just is no reason to feel guilt when you meant to do something.

Life was great!! Her business was started, sure she didn't have enough finances yet to hire extra employees or anything like that but she had made it! She was a business owner.. Her sire was so amazing in helping her along the way she could scarcely begin to imagine how she would ever repay him for all his kindness.. Now they where out hunting undead together!!

Kicking Zombie butt like a super villain: She was eager to show him all her awesome zombie moves!! show him how easy it was for her to chop them up with her sword.. She had practiced so much in the tutorial part of the city!! She did so well in the abandoned warehouse that there are dead bodies tacked up with entrails hanging down like some morbid decorations! Now she could show her Sire how she excelled at using the weapons he made the weapons HE GAVE HER!!

Getting but kicked by Zombies is not fun at all~~ How embarrassing not a single swipe of her blade found its mark.. even the rifle she used did not work.. none of it did the monster kept coming.. she couldn't fathom why she was not able to hit her target.. Her sire was disappointed and this make her determined to get better.. Maybe she was just nervous that he had been watching in the first place, but a chance to practice with the master? The killer of killers! The man the myth the shadows? This brightened up her evening, and so combat training and making money those where her two new projects.

Business not as fun as I hoped: Sounds like a great idea but a legit business is hard to run. Some times things are not always as easy as they seem and decisions can make or break you. I realized after getting the business started i had not left much money for staff, causing me to have to deal with many areas of shop owner that I was not really ready to take on. I did do plenty of advertising, so perhaps that is why on grand opening day a gun man came in to rob my shop. I was able to defuse the situation with some silver tongued words of wisdom, but im not sure how much that helped.. Cause the next day I had interviews lined up and WHAM my shop was attacked again.. The only thing I could do besides board up the broken glass and inventory and try to sell the stuff around it was report it to the police.. So I reported it, they turned the place into a crime scene and I lost all profit for the day. They plan on investigating it but I am quite sure it was the guy with the gun, he returned to cause more havoc.. I will find him and feast on his entrails..


Akako Employee of the Month: I hired a new employee after rummaging through all the employees i could find and loosing more then I could possibly be making I came across this lady. She is great with business and I all though i pay very well at my shop, she found the chairs uncomfortable. She needed better back support and for the paper work she has to do I did not think to question her. She works for me a happy employee is a happy business so I asked her specifics and we choose the chair she felt would be more comfortable. It was a bit pricey but seeing the morale raised, and knowing that, she realizes i appreciate her and she is a valuable member of my staff is important.. I am all ready seeing a change in the money coming into the business she is certainly helping me turn this around!

Akako Masago... Was working hard at the shop, I had come in late and none of the employees had even known I was there!! I was about ready to leave to head back home to my Sire, when i seen a dark figure standing at the entrance way to the pawn shop.. I noticed the menacing stance and seen the man stumbling in his coat for something. I seen this before, was it the same man?? I got ready as I asked the employees to move to the back, and then it happened he came in with the gun drawn aiming it at me.. I told him he had this one chance to leave my establishment with his life, he had no idea where my employees where or if i had a weapon trained on him.. The threat was more then enough for him to back step his way out of my shop and run off down the street. All seemed well and I stayed a bit later to make sure all my employees felt safe, walking them to the train station as a extra precaution. Never can be to safe, especially with staff like Akako Masago..

Security Specialist Edenor Having him working the security end of the business has been more profitable then I could have ever imagined. No more robbery attempts when im working at nights.. The pick pockets have all disappeared, and those protesters moved on down the street when they got a look at him. Even with all our security measures at work and at home some group managed to bust in when we where not there and tried to destroy our home.. The trip into combat was fun, I especially enjoyed watching the dead feed on the living, but some guy broke up all the fun with huge noise making explosions. When we got back to our messed up pad i was able to heal him, and set him down for a rest.. Some thing is going on and we mean to find out what..