What to write...

I sit here staring at the blank page, not sure what to write. I rolled into town last night, gave my new ride a work out. DemonRide is still around just retired. I have her on display the poor girl has no real working engine and I know she misses me cuz I miss her tremendously. But my new ride (havent named her yet) is powerful and gorgeous and before too long Im sure she will pull her weight but Im not sure how tempermental she will prove to be, DemonRide was a bitch...just like most of the women in my unlife.

No, I havent started the rebuild of the mansion, I am going to save my efforts for the structure I purchased in Europe...Darius' old castle.....Care is gonna flip yet again. See I really dont think that my father is dead as much as he'd like for us to believe that. He's died too many times before and there is only so many times you can cry wolf before the crowd believes you. This just might be the lure I need to draw him out, that's right he thinks he's dead now, just wait til I get through with him he will be obliterated. I just hope I get to explain it to Care before she goes berserk on me. She would already know but she is blocking me, she is that mad at me. Oh, she let the wall down some but not fully. I just have to find a way to break it to her.

There is something in the New Orleans air, I sensed it when I came back last night. I havent seen the gypsy around, not sure where she is, of course with the mansion a disaster,  dont blame her for seeking higher ground. Her mother's debt to me is paid, she is not required to stick around but I do hope she's ok and I know she loved us like family so who knows, maybe she will show up soon.

I guess I'd better get with it, have a few things I need to take care of now that Im back in New Orleans. Land mainly. Have to find somewhere to put down that monstrosity of a structure. There's so much going on in my brain right now, Im not sure how to sort it out. I know I've gone through some changes, changes Im not too sure I want to go thru but I better suck it up cuz I have a feeling my whole world is gonna change.....

Dare of the Unseelie Court? PFT!

In looking at all my past entries, I see I am so inconsistent....just like my unlife. I really do try to keep up and just between you and me journal, I have taught a few kine a thing or two, some had hard lessons to learn and well, now they are not alive but I never said they wouldnt pay for their ignorance. And so here I sit, thinking about all of my deeds, recent and past and wondering....can there really be redemption for someone like me? One who goes out night after night, feeding and frolicking in their pain and death? I dont know journal, I saw a program once where the vampire was redeemed, he reached golconda and his body caught up with his age. He had to die again but he was given redemption...::::chuckles:::   scripts sure can tease, surely its not THAT easy and Im not about to test it out, no way, I'll bide my time. Im sure I will have plenty more near-death callings cuz Im not done pissin' peeps off!

And then there is Care, my sweet beautiful Care. Still skittish at all the feeding. Oh, the sweet delicious pain I put her through and yet, she still loves me beyond means, she amazes me. I know she thinks about redemption much more than I do, she's even gone so far as to slip into conversation one night that she believes we are part faerie. I aint no faerie!! HELL NO! She goes on and on about being Sidhe. I keep reminding her that we are French not Irish but she's persistent, when she gets an idea in her head it never comes out. So I do alot of ....yes dear, whatever you say dear and roll my eyes. Well if I am part fae then I would simply have to be the Unseelie King.....plain and simple cuz there aint no way Im taking orders from a faerie and I can be pretty cold, dark and evil!

And if this is actually so, my blood is more screwed up than I thought!

Normal? Did I say normal?

Normal? What IS normal? Its certainly not my life or my unlife...I remember when life was normal...I was 3 years old, riding on who I thought was my father's shoulders, my kine twin giggling non-stop as our so-called kine father spent quality time with his kine children. Well, father turned out to be Dr. Frankenstein and his children turned out to be monster creations fated to do his bidding. Its taken me 130 years to realize just what I am or what's worse what Im supposed to become.....and now I've passed it on to my twin, like some radical social disease. I feel the blood my father injected me with, boiling in my veins. All my life I've been hiding from fear of being found out to wake up and find hybrids are accepted now? Fearfully revered even? What kind of bullshit has the kine desensitized their minds to? NOOO they are curious and haughty about their existence. Such arrogance! The more I live this unlife the more I realize that maybe now the kine need to learn a lesson.....

Getting Back to Normal

Well, Care and I have made up. Make up sex is the best and she always knows what to do and I certainly know how to draw out the woman in her. I know what we do upsets the kine world but what do the kine know? They certainly dont know Care like I do. Some have come close and she may have even told them that she loved them but we both know the truth. She slumbers now and its near twilight. Soon she'll awaken and I'll get to see her come to life, we'll feed and I'll get to see her flush and beautiful again. She's amazing!

Im gonna head over to the mausoleum tonight, start my perching again. Its where I feel more like me...watching, waiting, taking...just like I took my last blooddoll...she is still frightened. As like I do with all my dolls I let them adjust before I allow them my presence. Took me years to figure out that actually meeting them too soon only causes them distress so I keep my distance some before I use them. As much as I hate it, I will have to start my hunting again...I've been disgusted as of late with my last attempt, killing her was a terrible and last resort but it had to be done. I saw it in her eyes that she would go insane, wanting more than she was entitled and past experience always led to the liege dieing and no minion is worth dieing for...none. Her humans were destroyed as well, they wouldnt have survived without her, causing me grief. Ok, so it was a while ago and now I have to start again. Care needs to as well so we will take this coming weekend and go have a little fun. Mere always told us not to play with our food...but playing with our food is the best!

Let's see what interesting kine I meet tonight, perhaps my next entry will tell the tale.

Surreal

I've been roaming the streets of Paris, the red light district. Oh, I've managed to hang on to my humanity some. It's been a full week since I've been to the apartment. I can feel Care, feel how she misses me and I dont know why I like torturing her as I do. She has blocked me because she knows what Im doing. But even after all the warmth and life essence I take, the evil seeded at the pit of my very being grows, an all too familiar evil that I dont even wish to think about and that evil thrives on the intensity of the girls I drink and take from. Why cant he stay dead! Their muted cries, their sex sounds all serve as a backdrop for the pain I inflict.And I know who Care sees when she looks into my eyes, my orbs of pure evil staring back at her from the grave. I will quench this demon with every whore I violate..they will take the brunt of my rage until I fall exhausted and then I will only drink my fill once again!


Will I be able to return...

Care will take me back....

she always does!

The Evil Within

I didnt think it would be this way, my turning of Care. I imagined it differently. Now its done, and she doesnt even look at me, unable to get close enough to help soothe her rage so I watch, from a distance and I can feel it growing. The evil that I spawned, it eats at me with every rise of the moon. I cant let it consume me, my anger, my rage....

Relaxing and having fun?

The Roadhouse is finished...Cain, now I can relax. Care and I have been porting in and out of Paris. Im really leaving the apt decor up to her. Its not the mansion but its quaint and she loves it. I find it completely adorable that she will only change the decor in a month or so, so I'll just be an INNOCENT bystander. Let her decorate. Yes, I said innocent....I know its hard to believe but I really am innocent in many ways. Anyway, Care has been exceptional in all of this. I know its hard on her.

I've just been bustin ass on the rebuilding of our lives. And tonight is the full moon, I've been more cranky than normal, my senses on edge. I can smell everything, see for miles, hear for miles and I mean everything! Im learning my patience is still nil no matter how hard I try and the Kine still push and prod. I fear I may do something I will regret and so I will lay low until tomorrow morning. Double whammy with the full moon and it being Friday, the 13th. I really miss my dark and dank hole under the mansion. The cave is supposed to replace my dark and dank hole but its not really that dark and dank but its something I guess.

Had another fight with Annika. First fight I nearly killed her. I really hate being told how I feel or what I will do. She thinks that by being cute and sassy its enough to get her what she wants. Well it doesnt and she is replaceable, she is not vested in our family yet and in fact she's totally ignored Care and that alone irritates me. Nobody ignores my twin. Of course the Kine always justify their actions, she blames me for the silence between her and my sister but I simply asked her to stop whining to Care about my actions, she took that to mean stop talking to her. Don't ask, she's young and irresponsible so naturally she will find an excuse to blame anyone but herself for her actions. So for that I was called cold and heartless....which I am, I have no heart and Im pretty cold last I checked my temp. Seriously debating on her remaining in the horde, Im too old and tired for her type of drama. Then there's Care thinking she's won. Im not sure what she seems to think Annika has won but Im guessing she thinks won control over my emotions. WRONG! Nobody controls this vamp's anything, I simply found the Kine entertaining but now she's bored me to death. I will have to wait on making a decision until after the full moon, Im too angry with her to make a logical decision.

Well, the sun is rising, need to crawl into my coffin...

New Orleans Mesh

Well, it certainly has been a long time since I've scribbled anything down in my journal. I don't even know where to start. Its been chaotic, its been surreal, its been lonely and its been challenging. The destruction of the mansion has never truly been recovered fully, we did our best, Care and I , its not the same. Nothing is the same, everything has changed....everything. I don't even know what to write in this here journal everything is so different. Care and I have been going back and forth from Paris to New Orleans. Its been slow but we have rebuilt the Fang Mausoleum, and the Fang Roadhouse as well as our mansion is still in the works. We have also secluded private areas for Care and I to roam. We've even brought a few along with us for the ride. Some are very loyal and love us, would do anything for us...others not so much, most have become meals on the go as Jai would call them.

I miss Jai, I hope she's about. I know the last time we spoke she was concerned about my turning Care. I haven't done it yet but I will, very soon and I think my twin senses my intentions. Maybe its that she feels, claims Im distant but what can I say, I've been a lone wolf all my life. So why do I want to turn my twin into a hybrid such as myself..... power....no longer will she have her abilities to use on me in that state. Two, we have always been soul mates to one another, since birth, what I feel she feels, what she feels I feel and yes, if one dies the other dies. She has always had the ability to use mind control, manipulation and open and close her mind to me. I hate it, I really do but as a wolf those abilities are reduced and I for once can gain peace, maybe even Care will too.

Hunting has become a norm now, like I've said we've brought others along the way on our journey, some loyal, the others have become part of the herd. Those that truly protect Care and I are Violette, Blue, Chal and there is a kine that will join our little coven soon, her name is Annika. Little Annika, she is totally curious about me, completely awed by Care. She's a little flighty, not sure how she will fare but I have sensed her great resolve as well as her disciplined nature. She's very young so with some nurturing her development as a powerful vampire is a great possibility. The probability of it all will be her responsibility.

Let's see, what else? I suppose that will do it for now. Well, other than soon I will post pics but until then enjoy this....Eternal Damnation

Back To Normal?

Well, can we say ..?  same shit, different day? I've been gone for well over 8 months and its like I never left. Well, one thing is pretty clear, Care is nowhere to be found. This time must have sent her over the edge and she's dissappeared. I'm sure she'll wander back here when her wanderlust wanes. Dinner was exceptionally tasty last night, the adrenaline rush never ceases to thrill me.

I might pop in to see what my sweet gypsy is up to, havent seen her in a while and I dont know if she can sense my presesnce. I just love messing with her supersonic sniffer, my lupine ties makes it hard for her to zero in on me. Maybe....hmmm, what's this...the gypsy is here at the mansion.....:::evil grin:::

Home Sweet Home

I think I have had my fill of being all over these United States. I'm not sure, but I honestly feel the decline in humanity. Oh, sure there are still good Kine, folks trying to do good but I firmly believe the influence of the Sabbat has tainted their society and the Kine have become immune to the Sabbat way. There was a time I cared, I tried to strive so hard to get back into being human. There is no point.

My trek across the land has taken DemonRide from me, its a good thing I don't die easily but I'm sure there are those that would have loved to have seen my final death. I've had my girl for a long while now, always having to replace this or that but now she's gone. I don't know if I'll ever see her again and already there is void in my existence. I've always felt her, even when I've crashed and burned several times, heh, I think I've felt her almost as strong as I've felt Care..but...this time....it's different. As for Care...my twin I can sense not happy and of course its always my fault. My taking off always kills her and I know it. But its been this way for over a century now and you just can't teach an old dog new tricks. And for decades, she's forgiven me, we kiss and makeup.

Now after hiking it from the middle of Texas where I left my poor girl, I finally made it back to New Orleans, dusty and more than likely smelly, heh, Texas is like a whole other country. But dawn soon approaches and I will be back to normal....dinnertime will certainly be interesting! Im starved!!

Alone

Well, trusty old journal...seems Care has blocked me from her probing mind. Sick to my stomach is how it makes me feel. A feeling I can't shake until she opens up again. Call it the Gangrel in me but right now alls I wanna do is curl up into a ball and stay below ground. Was there really a reason at all to come out of torpor? Aggravation and disappointment? :::Sighs:::  Even staying at the Roadhouse has done nothing to lift my spirits, hell not even that pornagraphic photo album that Jai lent me last night did nothing to lift my spirits...but I will say she has one hell of body. Of course anyone with eyes can see that even with all her clothes on. I am back at the bungalow at the Roadhouse, after checking on the mansion, fed from the herd, I'm getting way too old for the club going whores I've been offing this past week...too much work and not enough fulfillment. Could it be I'm getting bored of living forever? Maybe..this having to make new friends all the time or putting on airs and happy faces for new people to befriend....is a crock of shit. And then I think about my mother, who loved everyone, who tolerated much, remained gorgeous and gracious....whereever you are, Nerise...jour heureux de la mere.

Headlines

The headlines read that there is a serial killer on the loose. For the past few nights, young women (5 to be exact) found dead on the outskirts of New Orleans. I had to make a stop off at the NOPD Chief of Police, and put the schmooze on. Luckily for me, Jai has been keeping the local cops off my trail, keeping them distracted with food, drinks and other carnal pleasures. My family has always been able to slip from their sights, send them all running on wild goose chases. Ok, time to change my strategy. All five of the girls frequent club goers, seen in several if not all the downtown clubs and disco haunts has the cops scouring all the local clubs and bars. I made sure my establishments were the first they inspected and asked their questions, even Jai spoke to them telling them that sure she's seen them, they were regulars and such a pity they had been murdered. Hmmm, guess I have to be more random and not so sloppy. Times are not the same anymore. I feel a big wind of change blowing my way.

Mon Petit Malheureux

I cant believe all this time she's been holding back on me. Two years! That boy is 2 years old and I never questioned her running back and forth between here and Europe. But now...oh, now that her husband is dead and she is on the run she comes here and just had to tell me about the boy cuz why? They want him dead! That's why! Not because he's my nephew...nooo, that never occurred to her! Maybe I am wrong...maybe I shouldnt be mad...but I am. Im more than just mad...Im livid! I cant see her, I cant talk to her, I just need to be alone for a few days. Maybe if I decide to return I will have calmed down. Maybe.

Ressurection

Well, nothing unusual...I seem to come back from the dead to find the same ol' sh*t for a different day. Ok, so maybe New Orleans looks a bit better...its thriving, new homes and families returning always a plus for hungry nights. I returned to the mansion...wow, its already been a few days for that and of course my twin is upset with me...nothing new there, but I'll give her a few more days with her pretty little nose to the grindstone at the B&B and she'll forget why she's mad at me. Caresse's sex is worth the wait. I took a ride over to the Roadhouse....Dirk and Pancho have tried maintaining best they could considering they drank most of the profits and I couldnt help but laugh when upon sight of me, they tackled me to the ground like two long lost wolf hounds...damn lycan ....and speaking of....my little dark gypsy Jailista is nowhere to be found. By the smell of it, her scent is pretty much faded which tells me she is out of town, out of state and she left not too long ago but long enough. I know why she high tailed it too...seems I scared her when she walked in on me and a fresh kill :::smirks as he jots down his thoughts::: She most definitely had my primal urges on alert, I actually havent seen Jai since before she awakened..:::stopped to tap the pencil against his temple then licked at his lips as he thinks back on those brief moments, continues on;::: My gypsy is different, primal....interesting. Anyway....saw Gabriel as well, seems he's got his tavern up and running once again, and as always the center of the ladies attentions...such a charmer.

I do say its good to be back, this white southern boy missed his boon of existence...the Kine...the smell of their fear, the fright of their screams, the moans of their death....its suppertime!

Restless

I just cant seem to quell my restlessness. My waunderlust insatiable. I will see how the next few days go and if my restlessness disappears.

Met a friend of Jai's, offered him a bouncing position but he refused it. Said he had to make his own way and find his own place. Cie la vie. The bed and breakfast seems to be thriving and with Jai and Care's focus on the club and the b&b, I have decided I would concentrate on the Roadhouse...boy does it need attention. Pancho and Dirk been great for the place but they do little for upkeep. I will prolly have to put in a ton of cash to fix it up but when Im done it will be worth it. I will be heading into the heart of the city to find my resources as much as I hate people.

The amulet around my neck has started to glow once again. Soon I will not be able to ignore its pulse and I will have to face Fenris once again. I thought I had time but my time seems to be running out.

Nothing more...

My Awakening

My entries - short. I have no desire to keep a tab of my thoughts. I've been around for a bit now. Nothing to really jot down. Ok, maybe I do have a few things in the works that are noted events. Caresse and I are embarking on a venture....well, Im forking out the cash for a bed and breakfast. She's gonna do all the work though I have no interest in the kine and where they spend their ridiculous honeymoons or anniversaries but Caresse always fascinated by the mortal world finds amusement in that so I agreed. Might bring in better cuisine ::sly grin as he writes:::

I've released Darkheart from her regnancy....no longer does she need to remain at my feet, I want no promises of love from her any longer. Those promises false and guilt-ridden. I dont need them. Cei la vie, mon Darkheart. Its time to move on.

My dark gypsy is quickly finding her true nature, I've always known her to be of kin but she needed to find out this for herself. She would rage on me if she knew I knew so I act innocent....I can be innocent ya know...its not all that difficult to do.

Pft! alright...fine...at least I try!

The World Grows Weary

My thoughts plague me. I hate everyone, my need for sustenance has become an addiction that my body will not let go of and the string of bodies strewn in the wake of my out of control beast is leading the NOPD to the mansion. I have no intention of leaving word to anyone of my selfish plans. Survival of the fittest in a world that grows wearisome and tiring. I know my sleep will bring Caresse much pain but is she not used to my abuse? I know that no matter what I do or where I go she will always love me just as I will always love her. I can sense her and I know she will hate that Im dropping out of sight, she will be sick for sometime until her body and mind get used to the fact that Im asleep. Her and Aric will travel once again cursing me, she will know when I return....je vous aime, ma petit.

Searching

Upon my return from my umbral walk, I find that Gabe has a mansion here in good ole Nawlins and my Blue has left Fang Mansion to seek out her own happiness. I wish her well, Gabe will take care of her. Jai is slowly finding out her true nature, she didnt seem to believe me when I told her what she was...she seemed apprehensive but I sense she has been busy, reading and researching her past as well as my own and seeing things thru her eyes, I will learn of my past and it is starting to slowly focus. I didnt want to tell her that I was with her Gran for a short time, she was gifted to me much like Jai. Im sure she'll find out all she needs from her deity.

I learned the meaning behind my amber crystal, the one that glows brightly when Jai and Dren are around....that reminds me, I heard he left Nawlins. Abyway, the crystal was explained to me that I must harbor my soul in it, and a second crystal was given to me for Caresses. So here I sit in my study, candelight flickering trying to find mmy and my twin's soul, and here I will remain til the task complete.

Coming to Terms

Much has been fleeting thru my mind as of late. Most times I find myself in my study alone and thinking, dwelling mind you on my past. since Jai's arrival things in this unlife have been very different, down to the way I feel. There are times when I think the woman is attracted to me and in the same breath it feels like she wants to come after me with a machete. I knew her Gran, I knew that from the start there are some people in your life you never forget but details of that time in my life are fuzzy and I attribute that to hiding and the suppressing of feelings that my cold gangrel side has helped to maintain. Now some reason, my past haunts me and I think...no I know its becuz of Jai.

What I do remember is a small village, Rom villiage outside of St. Bruiec, France. Mother, Caresse and I swiftly returned to France after my fathers attempt at destroying us, his own mortal family. Some things, as with people you never forget and I will never forget the hatred I learned to savor at what my father had done, starting with his experiments on me. After his attempt at killing my twin we fled to St. Bruiec and it was there I met Jai's Gran. Like I said, not a whole lot of details but I can close my eyes and feel her essence surround me, this is what I sense at times when alone with Jai. My thoughts are that perhaps Jai is of my lineage. Could that be why her Gran sent her to me for answers? And if she is, was she sent to me for protection and guidance to walk the almost unknown path of the Were with me, forcing me to face yet another beast I must learn to control? Or perhaps Jai was sent to me so that I dont slip from humanity altogether. Surely I have been slipping with all of the death around me. Jai said her Gran told her that she was sent to me for answers...answers to what she didnt know and now I'm compelled to seek out those answers. I will attempt to face the Umbra again, the answers Jai and I seek must lie within it somewhere. I admitted to Kara last night that I was afraid of going back there, the kindred in me Im assuming. She said something interesting. She said she heard anyone seeing the mighty jaws of Fenris was blessed and that Fenris' scare might of been a test of the warrior Get in me. So I will return, face my fears and seek out my answers.

She also told me that she feared Caresse and I have picked up where her and I left off. Imagine that, ma Blu jealous of my twin. Oh, she wont admit that she is if ya asked her. But what Kara as most women don't understand is that I love my twin, always have, always will and that mortal bond we share has....I cant even say taints for it has a derogatory tone and I wouldnt want it any other way, but it affects my love relationships....well, besides my being a cold hearted, blood sucker. Kara has always known she would be special to me but like most women its not enough. I already sense Kara gone from me seeking out what she needs. It has nothing to do with love, I know she'll always love me and I will always love her in return but Im not enough for her and she knows with me she will always be second. My twin will always be first in my unlife. Anyone will have to deal with that. I know Kara says she's different and for the most part she pretty much is. We've had great times but I dont think we will ever capture them again and if we do, what a bonus! She also told me at one time that she could live with being second in my unlife. That certainly made her different but now I know that they were mere words to try and keep me close and she is not much different from any other woman in that respect. There was a time when that would have angered me but I cant say I blame her. Im perfectly content being alone...why? becuz Im truly never alone. Ma Blu deserves more than I am willing to offer but she knows if she ever needs me, I will always be there. What more can anyone ever really ask for?

Ok, that talisman is glowing again....

The Dream Zone

:::>panting breaths, growls heard as he ran like the wind. Dare could feel his heart race and the blood lust consume him as he chased his prey. The landscape misted and silent save for the sound of footfalls and whimpering cries of pleas "no, please no, dont". Jaiilista fell, screaming and he slowed as he neared, snarling as all Dare could see was red, the flashing objects that let him know he was protecting all that was sacred and he would not be stopped<:::: I awoke with a start, taloned hand to my chest as sat bolt upright. I swore my heart was racing and my breath catching then looking down at his chest....sweat? I was sweating...how could that be. Kara stirring beside me, her slumber consuming her, he stared at the covered mirror. Lick of his lips had his barbelled tongue clicking and he thought now would be a good time to start his trek into the Umbra. Slipping from the bed, he dressed in just his leathers, no shirt, barepawed, he made his way to the study where he would enclose himself for the rest of the day. In the dark, he lit some sage sticks and sat to the overstuffed chair, closed his eyes and reached out to the Umbra.

That familiar pull felt as the room around him swirled into darkness and hearing his name his eyes flew open. A hooded cloaked figure blurs into view recognizing him as the keeper of death. He really hadnt looked upon Death's face and as the grim reaper neared he extended a hand out, gesturing for Dare to take the offering...a small amber talisman. As Dare takes it Death instructs him to hold it and to follow him. Dare wills his spurred feet into motion and he follows the robed figure further into the Umbra without a word. The talisman gripped tightly as he eyed the appearing snow-like landscape, his keen senses picking up on Kara's scent, and fear struck him. Death, upon hearing Dare's slight whimpers and sensing his anxiety, without skipping a beat he assures Dare that there was nothing to fear for Kara as well as himself. Swiftly the landscape changes and a light breeze surrounds Darien, feeling it wrap about his entire being as he closed his eyes letting it brush his face kissingly and stills. Opening his eyes, feeling it part from him, he felt almost lost with out its touch but then noticed the muddy marshland. Looking all about him he saw the mansion and to the other side the Lafayette illuminated only in the pale of the moonlight. Then he saw it...the distortion in the landscape and as he looked closer he saw his twin and Jailiista within its eerie glow, Jai was chanting and the smell of blood thick in the air reached him, drawing out his beast to the surface. The feel of Death's soothing touch on his shoulder seemed to quell the need to feed but only briefly when suddenly he let out a painfilled howl as the eerie brightness turned to stabbing daggers that penetrated eyes and Death's hand laid heavy to his shoulder, Dare was brought to his knees.

Instantly Dare's anger rose and he snarled as he shifted from homid to glabro to crinos, hispo, then lupus. This time the pain went unnoticed as he shifted on all fours within the shadow of Fenris who loomed over Death and Dare, neither one granted permission to look at the keeper of the Dark Umbra. Being the rebellious Get he was, Dare lifted his lupine face up to the god, in a flash he saw those yellow-red eyes before a snarl heard and a large jaw snaps him into the pitch darkness right before awakening and Dare gasps for air as his eyes fly open, his talons gripped to the chair of the leathers, ripping into the supple leather like it was the skin of some huge beast, his heart racing, his breath catching and the faint whisper of two words as a slight breeze encircles his face lovingly...."bind me". He felt the sticky sweat on his body an the feel of the amber talisman around his neck. As he sat looking to this ambered crystal. Could Death be suggesting he get himself a fetish and if so...bind who?

He lifts and swiftly moves to his desk to jot down his experience:::