Post by Emma Gillespie on Oct 25, 2009 18:30:44 GMT -5
It was a brisk Autumn morning and Emma had gotten a bit tired of the boring castle life. Getting fed up with the lack of activities and boys around, Emma decided the night before she was going to go explore around the castle and see what she could find. At least it would be entertaining.
Emma departed the relatively deserted university at around 6 am with lunch in hand. The chilly autumn air met her skin sending a slight cold discomfort through her body. It was refreshing though. The clean cold air refreshed her lungs and drove out the stuffy castle air.
The feeling of freedom was exhilarating. Emma wasn't going to be a slave to the system of hallways and corridors on this day. Today she would follow her own path, make her own way, venture down the path less traveled (Etc..)
It was a few hours after her departure that dark looming spires of a seemingly abandoned castle rose into her vision. She smiled as the adrenaline of adventure coursed through her veins. As she approached the stronghold some leftover bones started to take shape on the ground in the midday sun. Slowly creeping up to a rather large one her head cocked to the right ever so slightly as she examined it. Scary... but nothing that would deter Emma from her escape from the castle.
Maybe someone was around....
"HELLO?" She let her voice ring out in question. Maybe there were cute boys around. A smile lit up her face at this thought.
What do you do when someone you love turns into a vamp?
Post by Ol' Gillespie on Oct 25, 2009 19:07:09 GMT -5
"Go Away."
The voice was ominous, and just loud enough for the girl to hear. Roger was still suffering from insomnia. Hopefully, he was the only one.
He couldn't go outside to scare her off. He couldn't even look out the window to see if she was following his advice.
He had found himself on the first floor today, cleaning, as usual. The call of 'Hello1' had sent him into a small panic, but once he realized it was from outside, he was relieved. At least Gillespie was being somewhat manageable today.
Post by Emma Gillespie on Oct 25, 2009 20:40:21 GMT -5
A voice echoed back from within the castille "Go Away.". The voice sounded oddly familiar...
A feeling of shock and of worry swam through her body. She hadn't actually been expecting anyone to be here. Then again, maybe the bones warranted a troll. A talking troll though? Maybe it was one of his victims. "Who's there?" She replied while taking a few cautious steps forward toward the main door. She set down her bag and drew her wand slowly. She came closer to the door. "Is something wrong? Do you need some help in there?"
What do you do when someone you love turns into a vamp?
Post by Ol' Gillespie on Oct 25, 2009 21:02:02 GMT -5
A burst of maniacal giggling burst forth as Gillespie reared his head. It was cut short, however, as Roger realized that this girl was actually moving towards the castille. "Turn back now, if you want to live."
Again, this line was delivered in a decidedly ominous tone. Roger knew he had to spook the girl, and quickly. If she woke someone else up...
No.
"I need no help you could give me, and if you enter this accursed place, I will kill you myself. You'll have a far more merciful death at my hands then you might otherwise. You have no idea of the horrors that lurk here." Hopefully, that would be enough to frighten the poor child. If she went away now, maybe her scent might be gone by nightfall.
Death was such a terrible price to pay for curiosity.
Post by Emma Gillespie on Oct 25, 2009 22:01:25 GMT -5
Emma slowly shuffled toward the door. Softly she placed her hand on it to open up when the voice came through the door again. "Turn back now, if you want to live. I need no help you could give me, and if you enter this accursed place, I will kill you myself. You'll have a far more merciful death at my hands then you might otherwise. You have no idea of the horrors that lurk here."
The gears in her head clicked for a moment as the voice registered in her memory. the voice matched to a person she loved very deeply and she began breathing heavily. "Daddy? Is that you?" her voice was filled with disbelief. "Daddy, it's Emma" She pressed her ear to the door desperately. "Daddy is it you? mommy told us you died, but I knew, I knew in my heart that you weren't gone!" Shoving the door with all her strength it swung open letting light penetrate into the darkness of the castille. Emma stood in the door way. Her eyes frantically and eagerly searching for her fathers. "Daddy I missed you so much!" A tear of happiness trickled from her eye.
What do you do when someone you love turns into a vamp?
Post by Ol' Gillespie on Oct 25, 2009 23:07:49 GMT -5
Roger shrank from the light, scuttling into the safety of shadow like a cockroach. Despite his warnings, she had come in. And worse, it was Emma. He had known, in his own way, that it would have had to be her.
The universe had a really sick sense of humor. Especially where he was concerned.
"Leave now, and never come back." It was worth one last-ditch attempt to scare her off. Based on her actions so far, it probably wouldn't work, but it was worth a try. Anything, if it kept her safe. Gillespie was enjoying Roger's discomfort, and he threatened to come bubbling up.
"You are not welcome in the home of the nosferatu. Be grateful it was I who found you. You have one last chance. Turn around, walk away. Or I will be forced to destroy you. The others would do worse things. Much worse." He dared not speak loudly, for fear Romulus would hear. Although, if he came down those steps, and into the streaming sunlight...
Well, as much as Roger feared and Gillespie admired him, it'd still be something to see.
He wished he could let his daughter stay. It had been so long, so very long, since he'd seen her. He'd been kicked out of her life before she was born, but sometimes...
Sometimes he'd gone to see her, without her mother knowing. Sometimes he'd stood over her crib, singing off-key lullabies. Sometimes he passed her on the street, just to get a look at her. Sometimes, he left presents, little things he'd thought she'd like, for her to find. And always, always, he tried to protect her.
That's why she needed to leave, and forget all about him.
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