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Tuesday, June 1st, 2004
4:10 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
"Lovely Lucien" I jumped down out of my tree, scaring the workmen on the balcony. "Classic, just like you" My mortals stood there all in a row, looking very proud in there new attire. I went a kissed each of them on there cheeks. "You look delightful darlings"

Current Mood: Delighted

(Tell me, what do you dream?)

1:58 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
I coudl feel her watching. I don't know how I knew, I just knew. I spoke softly, but I know she would hear me over the hustle and bustle of the working. "Welcome home, my love. Please, come in." She would be pleasantly surprised, I think. I have kept with much fo the dark, gothic ideas, merely taken them back. Instead of the modern attempt to be gothic, this was the true, original gothic works. After all, I have lived through the periods well enough, I should be able to handle a small renovation.

Current Mood: creative

(Tell me, what do you dream?)

3:49 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
I sat in the tree outside, peering in through the window. I had gone out and killed the first thing that moved and now was quite happily watching the progress of my place. Lucien had shown such disdain for it, I had decided he could do the remodeling. Somewhere along the line I had stolen a hairbrush from some convenience store and now my hair was straight and shiny as I popped my straw into my thermal container, and sipper some of the blood I had stored there from my victim. A vampires version of popcorn I guess you could say. I curled up and waited for Lucien to tell me I could enter once more.

Current Mood: awake

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1:40 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
What does she think I am, some kind of celebrity on Changing Rooms? I did not say anything, however, until she was gone, and then I ha draised my cell phone from my pocket. It was time to have this place redone. She was going to come back in three hours, and find the place a mess of redesigning, but I personally did not care. She knew me well enough to know that when I do something, I do something right.

By the end of the three hours, work was well under way, repainting, furniture waiting. The place was well on its way towards becoming at least habitable. I had her mortals dressed in finery, as if we were part of King Louis court. And who was to say we were not, especially with some of the things I was planning on adding to her abode. By the time I was done, this would be a palace.

Current Mood: creative

(Tell me, what do you dream?)

3:32 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
I smiled at Lucien faintly. "Liar" I drifted over and kissed his cheek softly. "Waffles? I have no idea but I want some" I moved over to one my dressing table and started to go through my things. Finally I found my sun glasses, reflective ones, like what a policeman would wear in an action flick. "Ladies and gentlemen, boy and girls, and the rest. I say goodbye now, I want food but when I get back I want this place to have a brand new look. Lucien will be glad to help you. No more trashy design, I want something classic, and you lot have to have showers and change into something smart. You have 3 hours. I will see you all then" I blew a kiss to them all and left.

Current Mood: artistic

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1:26 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
"What are these waffles, my love?" I drift out of the shadows slowly, dressed in what I consider to be my finest. A dark suit, of the finest style, golden buttons and cufflinks. "You look lovely, my dear." It was the simple truth, she was beautiful.

Current Mood: creative

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3:21 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
I stagged out of the room. My clothes were stylish, but I hadn't brushed my hair so it hung in tangled bunches. I must have looked like some sort of hungover rock star emerging from the after-party of there biggest sellout concert. I yawned stretching, my mortals all smiled at me from there various places."Where's Lucien? and where is my breakfast? I want waffles today"

Current Mood: crazy

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1:14 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
They probably did not even know I was there. No one had noticed me leave, but that is the way I had wanted it. I had fed quickly, and then returned, keeping out of sight, but aparently not out of mind. I can feel them thinking about me, pondering about me. But I just waited. I knew my beloved would be here with me soon, so for now, I hovered in the dark, and drank in the essence of her precious mortals.

Current Mood: excited

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Monday, May 31st, 2004
5:21 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
I woke. Lucien was gone, he always woke early. I pushed back the coffin and sat up. "Wow you have one serious hangover Scar" My eyes adjusted to the soft glow of the candles and I sat staring at Rich for a long moment before replying. "Vampires don't get hungover, they just wake up looking like shit at times" With that said I curled back up, my face pressed against the lining. I could hear Rich chuckle and sling his arms over the side of the coffin so he could look down at me. "Your funny Scar, for your age I mean. How old are you anyway?" I moaned, and half looked at him. "Too bloody old" he laughed once again. "Well your still looking mighty fine, hey the others are outside waiting for you. Should I let them know your coming out?" He lowered his head a little when I didn't reply, probably making sure I didn't fall asleep again. He jerked back abruptly as I licked my fangs, but his face flooded with relief as I sat up once again and ran a hand through my hair. "Oh alright. I'll get up. Get my clothes our before you go, don't care what they are as long as they are clean" He obediently went to the closet, and pulled out my black suede suit, in the 17th century French cut and my frilliest poet shirt. "Do you want heels on those boots or not?" He looked at me once more with an serious expression, as if this choice was life or death. I waved my hand. "Heels, you mortals are so bloody tall these days I have to seem impressive somehow" He set out my clothes neatly, boots are there side and left the room giving me a wink before he left. "See you soon Madam Scarlett"

Current Mood: sleepy

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Monday, May 24th, 2004
3:04 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
I move with her slowly, a small mile trailing over my lips. "I will be glad to show you what your friends have taught me." I sunk down into her coffin slowly, ready to pleasure her.

Current Mood: excited

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5:00 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
I chuckled and wandered off into the gothic only room, stepping over the sleeping people to my coffin. "Well if you want to, but I was thinking more along the lines of me" I winked and hoped in the golden casket and settled down for the day.

Current Mood: amused

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2:57 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
My eyebrow arched slowly, as I looked her over. "Use what I have learned? You wish me to take a man to bed?"

Current Mood: crushed

(Tell me, what do you dream?)

4:56 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
"Good" I put the goblet down and took him by his arm. "You can put it to use then, as we lay down for the morning"

Current Mood: dirty

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2:53 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
"I learned many things tonight, Scarlett." One of them, was that she would always choose her mortals over me. It hurt indeed, but there was nothing I could, or would, do about it. She loved them, as I loved her.

Current Mood: crushed

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4:52 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
"I'd say 3 hours and 25 minuets is more then interesting" I sipped my blood again and smiled. "I trust you learnt the art of man seducing then?"

Current Mood: artistic

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2:47 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
I moved out the room slowly, after who knows how long. I left them to their fun, and slowly drifted over towards her. "Interesting friends, my love."

Current Mood: crushed

(Tell me, what do you dream?)

4:35 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
I took up my goblet and went over to one of the passed out kids. Jesse I think he was called, I slashed his wrists and filled my glass. I sipped it, it was tainted with alcohol. I shrugged, what was I to expect in this house and went back to my painting.

(Tell me, what do you dream?)

2:31 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
It was an interesting predicament she had put me in, but one that I could easily handle. I was not going to do anything without her, it was that simple. I knew it, she knew it, and pretty soon, they knew it as well. That is not to say I left them, however. I accompanied their actions with impromptu poetry, about my feelings for Scarlett. A pity she was not here to hear it, but she had brought that upon herself.

Current Mood: crushed

(Tell me, what do you dream?)

4:27 pm
[nuit_sans_fin]
Once again I smiled, and gave the silent command to the others. "I'm not up with modern techniques" I chuckled. "But you have fun without me, ok" At that moment, Rich, Pam and Nathanial took hold of Lucien and escorted him to the gothic only room, and closed the door. Cathy smiled at me brightly, and told me not to worry they would show Lucien the ropes. "I'm sure you will Cathy" I said as she went off into the room as well.

Current Mood: satisfied

(Tell me, what do you dream?)

2:24 pm
[carpe_nocturum]
"Perhaps I have never done such a thing." I smile to Scarlett, softly, and beckon her over. "Come, my love, teach me how to pleasure a man."

Current Mood: curious

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