maps_vlad (maps_vlad) wrote in greatergood_rpg, @ 2011-01-19 10:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | adult, character: gellert grindelwald, character: vlad dracula iv tepelus, date: january 2001, place: private residence |
RP: There had been many moons before I met you, and I ain't going nowhere
Date: January 19, 2001
Characters: Vlad and Gellert
Location: Bamburgh Castle on the Northumberland coast in the village of Bamburgh.
Public/Private: Private
Warnings: Evil doer scheming, blood sucking, sweetness, and who knows?
Summary: Vlad informs Gellert about PAM and they do a little scheming to use them to each others advantage that involves the class. But since it's a full moon, Gellert has to come to him. Vlad's brave, but not stupid. He doesn't step foot outside his castle on full moons which makes a cranky vampire.
Status: Complete
Vlad looked out the window of his study with a shutter at the bright vibrant full moon reflecting back into his eyes, holding a crystal decanter full of whisky. It was like it was tempting him to come out and play. He would like nothing more. But it wasn't worth it. He might be mad at times, but he wasn't stupid. The risk of being hunted down by the savages and torn into pieces by a pack of wolves. As much as he detested having this weakness, it was reality. He accepted it long ago.
He just still couldn't understand why Gellert insisted on keeping one of his mortal enemies as a pet and 'employee'. What use was he? What could fenrir do for him that he couldn't? Well, he knew the answer. Vlad was still Gellert's dirty little secret. He couldn't do anything, not publicly anyways. He'd prefer to be seen with that savage beast then him, who he still questioned his loyalty to Gellert. The furry quickly rushed through him and without thought, he slammed the crystal container against the far wall. Fragments of crystal and the whiskey dispersed everywhere. Obviously this was bothering him more than he thought.
"Pentru dragostea lui Dumnezeu!" Vlad muttered in Romanian. He then touched his face to feel a few shards embedded into his skin as blood ran down his face. He had everything just so. Candles burning with soft classical music playing on the record player. Gellert was going to be here any moment and he had just made a right mess.