Vampire Fledglings - Modern Nights RP

[majus]

“Hector gave me the name and address of the boy from the club’s mother. Says I am to protect the masquerade. I’m not even sure what that means much less how to accomplish it.”

Spoiler: Reply

Basically, the same you did to her son. Or something similar/creative to make her not do what she is doing. Forget about it and never revisit subject.

 

[Trisha Lynn]

Spoiler: Reply

Basically, the same you did to her son. Or something similar/creative to make her not do what she is doing. Forget about it and never revisit subject.

I have the address. I’m still not sure what the fuck I should do. Generally, when I had a problem with a woman in life I fucked her boyfriend. Accidentally killing someone’s son is a bit beyond that. I get in one of Hector’s cars and input the address into the GPS and head that way.

 

[majus]

I have the address. I’m still not sure what the fuck I should do. Generally, when I had a problem with a woman in life I fucked her boyfriend. Accidentally killing someone’s son is a bit beyond that. I get in one of Hector’s cars and input the address into the GPS and head that way.

The GPS points to the area of the city on the east side of the river. The name's not saying much. You started the engine and drove out of the garage, the radio coming to life. Surprisingly, it's Star Wars Imperial March, but only a few notes, before the music ends and a female starts speaking.

"Ah, the night starts with the classics. We will journey with Agnes Obel, Massive Attack, Tori Amos, Flea - but we shall start with Dinah Washington and Max Richter, this Bitter Earth. The song was used in the Shutter Island. I am not sure that so many years after the release, I would spoil it, but it's quite an interesting and deep movie..."

The music started flowing from the speakers. The travel through the city was challenging - the streets were tighter, more packed. You needed to manoeuvre more, drive slower - you can only imagine, how hard it would be during rush hour hours.

Soon, you drove into the area of the city, near your destination. There are many old buildings - in this district. You noticed it earlier, but now it has become more prominent. There were entire districts of old buildings - then of new buildings. It was chaotic in some ways...

Soon, you realised that the building you were searching for, was on your left - a two-story high, old apartment.

 

[Trisha Lynn]

The GPS points to the area of the city on the east side of the river. The name's not saying much. You started the engine and drove out of the garage, the radio coming to life. Surprisingly, it's Star Wars Imperial March, but only a few notes, before the music ends and a female starts speaking.

"Ah, the night starts with the classics. We will journey with Agnes Obel, Massive Attack, Tori Amos, Flea - but we shall start with Dinah Washington and Max Richter, this Bitter Earth. The song was used in the Shutter Island. I am not sure that so many years after the release, I would spoil it, but it's quite an interesting and deep movie..."

The music started flowing from the speakers. The travel through the city was challenging - the streets were tighter, more packed. You needed to manoeuvre more, drive slower - you can only imagine, how hard it would be during rush hour hours.

Soon, you drove into the area of the city, near your destination. There are many old buildings - in this district. You noticed it earlier, but now it has become more prominent. There were entire districts of old buildings - then of new buildings. It was chaotic in some ways...

Soon, you realised that the building you were searching for, was on your left - a two-story high, old apartment.

I knock at the door and wait for his mother to answer. “I’m so sorry to come like this. My name’s Chloe. I… knew your son. Not well enough really we only shared one night. But it was beautiful. He was beautiful,”

She invites me in skeptically. Hands me a cup of tea that I pretend to drink. “When he held me after… He broke down… told me things. He was so tired. He talked about leaving — not forever, just… disappearing for a while so no one would worry about him.”

I set the cup down and walk around the apartment. I pick up a framed photo of him. Smiling. I barely remember his face. “He asked me not to tell you. He said it would only make you afraid. I thought I was helping by keeping it, but… It’s been eating at me. You deserved to know he was hurting.”

I turn to the grieving mother and close the distance. Putting on my most sorrowful earnest voice. “What happened — it wasn’t anyone’s fault. He’d been struggling, quietly. Please don’t blame yourself for not seeing it. He worked so hard at pretending.”

I make my way to the door but stop a few places short. I turn forcing a single tear down my cheek “If this brings more pain, I’m so sorry. I only wanted you to know he wasn’t alone, and he wasn’t angry at you.”

 

[majus]

I knock at the door and wait for his mother to answer. “I’m so sorry to come like this. My name’s Chloe. I… knew your son. Not well enough really we only shared one night. But it was beautiful. He was beautiful,”

She invites me in skeptically. Hands me a cup of tea that I pretend to drink. “When he held me after… He broke down… told me things. He was so tired. He talked about leaving — not forever, just… disappearing for a while so no one would worry about him.”

I set the cup down and walk around the apartment. I pick up a framed photo of him. Smiling. I barely remember his face. “He asked me not to tell you. He said it would only make you afraid. I thought I was helping by keeping it, but… It’s been eating at me. You deserved to know he was hurting.”

I turn to the grieving mother and close the distance. Putting on my most sorrowful earnest voice. “What happened — it wasn’t anyone’s fault. He’d been struggling, quietly. Please don’t blame yourself for not seeing it. He worked so hard at pretending.”

I make my way to the door but stop a few places short. I turn forcing a single tear down my cheek “If this brings more pain, I’m so sorry. I only wanted you to know he wasn’t alone, and he wasn’t angry at you.”

Spoiler: Mother

As the blond Vampire entered the apartment, she was greeted by a familiar woman. She saw her in the club...
Still, Chloe started convincing the woman about her story.

Spoiler: Persuasion

DC 12 - at least 3 successes.
13,9,6,11
Fail

As she spoke, the newly embraced kindred saw that she was coming close to convincing the woman, but that hope died. It was not so easy to convince her about something so important to her.

"I don't believe you." The woman said slowly, after Chloe finished speaking. "You were there, in club with him. You left together and now he is gone." The woman straightened and crossed her arms under her bust, a serious expression on her face. "You are going to tell me where he is." She all but demanded.

 

[Trisha Lynn]

Spoiler: Mother

As the blond Vampire entered the apartment, she was greeted by a familiar woman. She saw her in the club...
Still, Chloe started convincing the woman about her story.

Spoiler: Persuasion

DC 12 - at least 3 successes.
13,9,6,11
Fail

As she spoke, the newly embraced kindred saw that she was coming close to convincing the woman, but that hope died. It was not so easy to convince her about something so important to her.

"I don't believe you." The woman said slowly, after Chloe finished speaking. "You were there, in club with him. You left together and now he is gone." The woman straightened and crossed her arms under her bust, a serious expression on her face. "You are going to tell me where he is." She all but demanded.

I don’t argue. I soften — not submissive, just… sincere.

“Then look at me and tell me what you think I did to him.”

I hold the mother’s gaze — not challenging, but inviting. ( Presence: Awe.)

“I cared for him. Not the way you fear. He was kind, awkward, and cute. He was flustered dancing with me to the music.”

I step closer — slowly — into arm’s length, palms visible.

“You want answers because the pain is screaming. I know that feeling. It chews through your chest when the house goes quiet.”

“I came because I couldn’t stand knowing you were alone with that.”

I reache — lightly — for the mother’s hand.

 

[majus]

I don’t argue. I soften — not submissive, just… sincere.

“Then look at me and tell me what you think I did to him.”

I hold the mother’s gaze — not challenging, but inviting. ( Presence: Awe.)

“I cared for him. Not the way you fear. He was kind, awkward, and cute. He was flustered dancing with me to the music.”

I step closer — slowly — into arm’s length, palms visible.

“You want answers because the pain is screaming. I know that feeling. It chews through your chest when the house goes quiet.”

“I came because I couldn’t stand knowing you were alone with that.”

I reache — lightly — for the mother’s hand.

Spoiler: Persuasion

DC 10 - at least 3 successes. AWE (DC reduced to 10)
14, 3, 14, 8 - 2 successes

The blond vampire could feel the drain in blood, as she became more... she could feel her confidence rise. She straightened her back, her posture became more relaxed, as her presence raised.

The woman hesitated as Chloe touched her hand, she did not backed away. Chloe could see it - she had the woman, she had convinced her- but then, it was gone. There was no hostility, but the doubt was back.

"I... think... that when you were with him... something bad has happened." She looked at Chloe, searching, hoping. "Is that what happened?" She asked.

 

[Tjf]

Selene blinked.

"Oh? So you have some spunk." She carefully took Emilia under her arm and started leading her away from her car. "Well, I am glad you understand~" She chuckled as she pushed Emilia lightly in the direction of the van. The door opened and she could see inside the van a number of people, males who looked like gangsters, the way they looked at her, made her legs shiver.

"Get in~" Selena ordered.

Emilia calculates possible escapes, but knows the men could just run her down - or worse still, shoot her in the back. She sighs, trying to keep her dignified expression as she gets into the van.

 

[majus]

Emilia calculates possible escapes, but knows the men could just run her down - or worse still, shoot her in the back. She sighs, trying to keep her dignified expression as she gets into the van.

As she was entering the car, one of the men grabbed her by hair and pulled inside. Soon, she was held by several strong hands-

Slap!

A slap landed on her cheek, then another on her ass.

Shrrruu!

She heard the door being locked behind her, leaving her in darkness.

Someone slid his hand under her jacket and started groping her tit, another moved his hands under her skirt, fingers sliding into her pussy.

Another slap landed on her ass, a hiss escaped her as her breast was squeezed roughly.

 

[Trisha Lynn]

Spoiler: Persuasion

DC 10 - at least 3 successes. AWE (DC reduced to 10)
14, 3, 14, 8 - 2 successes

The blond vampire could feel the drain in blood, as she became more... she could feel her confidence rise. She straightened her back, her posture became more relaxed, as her presence raised.

The woman hesitated as Chloe touched her hand, she did not backed away. Chloe could see it - she had the woman, she had convinced her- but then, it was gone. There was no hostility, but the doubt was back.

"I... think... that when you were with him... something bad has happened." She looked at Chloe, searching, hoping. "Is that what happened?" She asked.

I hesitate, as if weighing whether I should say what’s really on my mind. When I finally speak, my voice is quieter, heavier.

“…Yes. Something bad happened.”

I take a slow breath, letting my eyes fall for a moment before I look back up at her.

“I didn’t come here to protect myself. I came because I’m scared for him.”

I step a little closer — not crowding her, just enough that my words don’t feel so distant.

“When we were together, he wasn’t just tired. He was afraid… of something he didn’t understand. Like something was pulling at him, watching him.”

My hands lift slowly, open, offering rather than taking.

“That’s why I kept quiet before. I thought if I said anything, whatever he was tangled up in might come after you too. And I couldn’t live with that on my conscience.”

My voice softens, almost breaking.

“I don’t know where he is. I swear that. But I know he isn’t safe. And you’re the one person he’d come back for if he could. You’re his anchor in this world.”

I take another half step closer, letting my presence be warm and steady.

“You shouldn’t have to carry that fear alone. Let me be here with you. Just for a moment. Let me help you hold it.”

My voice drops, gentle and intimate.

“I know what it’s like to wait for someone who might never walk through the door again. It eats you alive. You don’t have to drown in that tonight. Just breathe with me.”

I open my arms slightly — an invitation, not a demand — and let my Presence quietly do the rest.

 

[Tjf]

As she was entering the car, one of the men grabbed her by hair and pulled inside. Soon, she was held by several strong hands-

Slap!

A slap landed on her cheek, then another on her ass.

Shrrruu!

She heard the door being locked behind her, leaving her in darkness.

Someone slid his hand under her jacket and started groping her tit, another moved his hands under her skirt, fingers sliding into her pussy.

Another slap landed on her ass, a hiss escaped her as her breast was squeezed roughly.

"Wait, aahh!" She screams out as she feels their hands on her. She feels the sting of one slap, then another and another, freezing up as she realises that this is happening, rigid like a deer in headlights.

The pain and pleasure from her breasts being mauled snaps her out of it, and she writhes, beating her hands against their bodies. But though she's a fit woman, these men were clearly chosen at least in part for their strength, and her resistance is utterly futile. "Get off me!" She cringes, turning her head to the side as she feels a man's tongue glide up her cheek, only to reel back as another captures her mouth, kissing her hard. It's not a show of affection, but of dominance and ownership, taking the most intimate of passions from her by force, and she moans into it.

 

[majus]

I hesitate, as if weighing whether I should say what’s really on my mind. When I finally speak, my voice is quieter, heavier.

“…Yes. Something bad happened.”

I take a slow breath, letting my eyes fall for a moment before I look back up at her.

“I didn’t come here to protect myself. I came because I’m scared for him.”

I step a little closer — not crowding her, just enough that my words don’t feel so distant.

“When we were together, he wasn’t just tired. He was afraid… of something he didn’t understand. Like something was pulling at him, watching him.”

My hands lift slowly, open, offering rather than taking.

“That’s why I kept quiet before. I thought if I said anything, whatever he was tangled up in might come after you too. And I couldn’t live with that on my conscience.”

My voice softens, almost breaking.

“I don’t know where he is. I swear that. But I know he isn’t safe. And you’re the one person he’d come back for if he could. You’re his anchor in this world.”

I take another half step closer, letting my presence be warm and steady.

“You shouldn’t have to carry that fear alone. Let me be here with you. Just for a moment. Let me help you hold it.”

My voice drops, gentle and intimate.

“I know what it’s like to wait for someone who might never walk through the door again. It eats you alive. You don’t have to drown in that tonight. Just breathe with me.”

I open my arms slightly — an invitation, not a demand — and let my Presence quietly do the rest.

"Oh, you are sweet." The woman relaxed as she slowly took Chloe's hands into her own. "You don't have to worry. We will find him."

The older woman embraced the blond. Her hand travelled to Chloe's back, patting her lightly, while the other slowly moved through her hair.

"Shh... everything will be alright." She said slowly in a whisper, her voice soothing. "We will find him~"

 

[majus]

"Wait, aahh!" She screams out as she feels their hands on her. She feels the sting of one slap, then another and another, freezing up as she realises that this is happening, rigid like a deer in headlights.

The pain and pleasure from her breasts being mauled snaps her out of it, and she writhes, beating her hands against their bodies. But though she's a fit woman, these men were clearly chosen at least in part for their strength, and her resistance is utterly futile. "Get off me!" She cringes, turning her head to the side as she feels a man's tongue glide up her cheek, only to reel back as another captures her mouth, kissing her hard. It's not a show of affection, but of dominance and ownership, taking the most intimate of passions from her by force, and she moans into it.

Slap!

As she started fighting, a hand landed on her cheek, leaving a stinging imprint.

Tear!

Her shirt was torn open, and her tits were immediately grabbed, squeezed, and groped. As she continued to struggle, one of the men took out a large knife and brought it right to her face, bringing it closer and closer...

The van started moving.

 

[Tjf]

Slap!

As she started fighting, a hand landed on her cheek, leaving a stinging imprint.

Tear!

Her shirt was torn open, and her tits were immediately grabbed, squeezed, and groped. As she continued to struggle, one of the men took out a large knife and brought it right to her face, bringing it closer and closer...

The van started moving.

"U-Ungh!" She cries out as she's slapped, squealling in fury at the tearing of her expensive blouse.

As Emilia sees the glint of steel, she reels back, freezing up. She moans softly as they maul her breasts, tugging the expensive lace of her bra. Cold, she stares at the knife. "P-Please, don't hurt me..." She gasps - she's brave and defiant, but has never faced the direct threat of violence before.

 

[majus]

"U-Ungh!" She cries out as she's slapped, squealling in fury at the tearing of her expensive blouse.

As Emilia sees the glint of steel, she reels back, freezing up. She moans softly as they maul her breasts, tugging the expensive lace of her bra. Cold, she stares at the knife. "P-Please, don't hurt me..." She gasps - she's brave and defiant, but has never faced the direct threat of violence before.

The man smiled, as he put the cold blade to her cheek, before tracing it down, over her neck, between her breasts, down her navel -

Tear!

With a swit movement, he cut the skirt, making it fall on the ground, then moving the knife between her legs, up, blade pointing up - she could feel the steel almost touching her tender flesh....

The other men did not stop groping her.

 

[Tjf]

The man smiled, as he put the cold blade to her cheek, before tracing it down, over her neck, between her breasts, down her navel -

Tear!

With a swit movement, he cut the skirt, making it fall on the ground, then moving the knife between her legs, up, blade pointing up - she could feel the steel almost touching her tender flesh....

The other men did not stop groping her.

Emilia shivers as she feels the blade against her skin, freezing up entirely as they touch her and ruin her clothes. "P-Please..." She breathes. "You don't need the knife. I'll stop fighting you. Please... Please..." She begs in mindless panic.

 

[Trisha Lynn]

"Oh, you are sweet." The woman relaxed as she slowly took Chloe's hands into her own. "You don't have to worry. We will find him."

The older woman embraced the blond. Her hand travelled to Chloe's back, patting her lightly, while the other slowly moved through her hair.

"Shh... everything will be alright." She said slowly in a whisper, her voice soothing. "We will find him~"

I let myself relax into her embrace, my voice soft against her ear.

“I promise you… I will make sure you see him again.”

My fingers curl lightly into the fabric at her back, steadying her, holding her close.

“Sooner than you think.”

I draw her in just a little more, my breath warm at her neck, my tone calm and reassuring.

I tilt my head, lips brushing her skin as the world narrows to heartbeat and breath as I sink my fangs into her soft flesh.

 

[majus]

Emilia shivers as she feels the blade against her skin, freezing up entirely as they touch her and ruin her clothes. "P-Please..." She breathes. "You don't need the knife. I'll stop fighting you. Please... Please..." She begs in mindless panic.

In reply, one of the man uinzipped his pants, putting his half-erect dick in front of her lips. The blade was still close... but a little farther away...

 

[majus]

I let myself relax into her embrace, my voice soft against her ear.

“I promise you… I will make sure you see him again.”

My fingers curl lightly into the fabric at her back, steadying her, holding her close.

“Sooner than you think.”

I draw her in just a little more, my breath warm at her neck, my tone calm and reassuring.

I tilt my head, lips brushing her skin as the world narrows to heartbeat and breath as I sink my fangs into her soft flesh.

The woman gasped as Chloe's fangs sank into her skin.

"Yhh~" The woman gasped, shaking as orgasm rocked her body. Chloe could feel the woman's nipples poking her through the fabric of their clothes, she could smell her excitement. She could taste the warm blood, pumped into her lips, the beating of the heart, the smell of her skin and hair... she could smell the vanilla shampoo and the delicate perfumes.

 

[Tjf]

In reply, one of the man uinzipped his pants, putting his half-erect dick in front of her lips. The blade was still close... but a little farther away...

Emilia grunts, gritting her teeth in shame and humiliation, but then she opens her mouth, not wanting the test the guy with the knife. Leaning forward, she takes the head of his cock between her lips, tongue gliding along his urethra.