Vampire: The Masquarade (roleplay only)

[Tehmafrath Uzumaki]

I live here in this town, I tend to aquaint myself with everyone I run
across that seems interesting.

He finishes drinking the blood filled glass and sets it down on the table
lightly. He then pulls out an arcaic parchment, laying that on the table as
well.

These are directions to my mansion, if you ever need a safe room to
sleep in, just come there.

And with that he gets up and leaves the table, dissappearing after
a waiter crosses infront of your eyesight.  

[cherry haterade]

He looks down at the parchment studying it for a few seconds, when he finally looked up the man was already gone. Sighing to himself he looks around to see if anyone else was there. Seeing very few others he slowly motions towards one of the servants for another glass of blood, it had been a while since he had a nice sleep so he tossed the idea of visiting the mansion around in his mind.  

[[spooky]]

She managed to lose herself in her thoughts as she sat at the table, not particularly looking like she wanted anything at the time, just to be to herself at this time, the thoughts churning around in her mind like the rough waters of her home town.. home.. she couldn't call it that any more, and she knew it. Her mind wandered back to a year ago when she was still enjoying her home life..  

[Tehmafrath Uzumaki]

Making his way through the winding streets, he whistles a friendly tune,
while finding his way by bums. He tosses a coin here and there just to
watch the bums scatter for it, finding it is only a metal ring. This was his
nightly ritual while walking through the streets of Montreal. He also joyed
in watching a mugging, or stabbing, either way, a person in pain was what
he enjoyed most. The pain, and anguish of a mortal, that is what he liked
best of them. Not their blood, not their cheap humor, it was their suffering.
Sometimes he joined in himself, taking the closest object to a bums head,
or dumping the hot fire they sit around ontop of them. Filled with hate for
the skum of the earth, for all their impurities.  

[Raceln]

Stepping out of a Greyhound, the vampire looks around the bus stop, before moving to where the baggage was being unloaded. Spotting his bags, he moves over towards his two military bags. Grabbing the bags, he tosses them over his back, looking around once more before moving over towards a street light and stands underneath it.
The light banishs the darkness, revealing his form to all whom are around. Standing close to 6'6 with a slender yet musclar frame. Looking to be only 23 yet a hardship lies in his eyes while he stands there, waiting for someone. His long black hair hangs in his face with thin streaks of natural white. His clothes are simple everyday clothes, green jeans and a green shirt. His two bags appear to be loaded with his belongings as he lets them sit upon the ground while he waits. If anyone had a sharp eye, the might of noticed the cresent moon on his left palm.  

[Raceln]

*Watching as a black buick drives up. Walking over towards it. he watchs as the trunk pops open. Setting his bags in the back, he shuts the trunk and opens the back passager side door, before sliding in. The driver keeps looking forward as he starts drive, keeping the car in pure silence. After only 20 minutes, the car comes to a stop, and still keeping the silence, Raceln steps out from the car, to now stand infront Tehmafrath's Mansion. Moving to the back of the car as the trunk pops open, he reachs in, grabbing his bags and pulls them out before he shuts the trunk and moves towards the door, noticing the guard. As one stops him, he raises a brow slowly, reaching into his coat and pulls out a envelope, handing it to the man, letting the man catch the crested moon in the palm of his hand.  

[Tehmafrath Uzumaki]

The guard still does not let the young women in. Instead he pics up the
radio from his side. "Sir, we have company". A man comes out of the
mansion, walking at a normal pace to the gate where she was stopped.
"Hello young lady, how may I help you?"  

[Raceln]

Looking at the guard, she flashs him a grin as she reachs down to adjust her mid thigh black skirt. Looking at the man of the mansion, she flashs him a pearly white smile before she bows at the wait, letting him catch a glimpse of her cleavage. Standing upright, she looks at him with those blue eyes, taking a seductive step towards him and purrs out* I've been told to speak with you" *tilting her hands to face him, showing the mark of the black hand before she reachs down and adjusts her red halter top.  

[Tehmafrath Uzumaki]

These flashes of skin won't help you. Now, what do you need?  

[Raceln]

Shrugs some as he looks at him I'm here because i was sent here by my clan, said this shall be my assignment and to get ahold of you when i first arrive. It explains on the document waving her hand towards the envelope that she gaved to the guard.  

[Tehmafrath Uzumaki]

The guard hand the not to TU. He opens and reads it, trying to find why
this girl was here. After reading it, he tosses the note back to the girl.
"Understand this, I am not your babysitter, you are free to stay at my
home, but otherwise, I do not care to know what you are doing here.
Good day to you miss, and welcome to Montreal." He then makes his
way back inside his mansion.  

[Raceln]

Shrugging some, as he walks into her mansion, bringing her bags with her. Looking around as she enters the mansion, she smiles some "Nice place you have here." She sighs some before she looks at TU "Whats this town like?"  

[Tehmafrath Uzumaki]

"It's a city, and I guess it's ok. I've lived here about 30 years now, I
don't have much preference." He leaves her presence to his private study,
reading much of his time away.