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THE MONSTER OF EALING
Last night, several people reported the sighting of a "screaming red monster" in a quiet neighbourhood of Ealing. After a power shortage in the area, a building caught fire. It was then when, what was described as a "man shaped, footless creature" emerged from the flames, leaping, running, and screaming. One woman has told our reporters that the man had "teeth like a wolf, and the face of the devil". Police officers are still trying to get to the bottom of this; neither the power shortage nor the fire have still been explained. A spokesperson from Scotland Yard has stated that the "so called monster" might be a wounded person, escaping the fire.

TRAGEDY IN TOOLEY STREET
The police has found the bodies of three TFL workers in the construction site at Tooley Street. One of their colleagues raised the alarms last week, when the three workers didn't attend their shifts. The bodies of the men have been found in a deep hole, uncovered by the refurbishment works that are taking place in the area. According to the Police, the bodies were horribly mutilated, which has led to the wildest speculations. The names of the three workers are being kept anonymous, following the wishes of their families.

HOROSCOPE
MARCH 8 - PISCES
You are used to making sacrifices, to prioritising the happiness of others before yours. Even though that is a noble attitude, there are times in life where the only healthy alternative is to embrace your own selfishness and allow yourself some enjoyment. Reserve one hour per day to do something you really like. Treat yourself! Your colour for this month is blue.
Echoes from the past ring back into London. Their intensity increases until they are deafening. What once was a faded memory of a glorious time, now becomes a shocking reality. The consequences of actions taken decades ago ripple into the present, altering the lives of everybody in the City. Unguided and blind, Kindred wander around, trying to make profit out of the reigning chaos.


The appearance of four mysterious figures turned the city upside down. Mistrust and jealousy became the official currency of London. Serpents and fiends rise to power, misdirecting the blaming eyes of the Camarilla towards imaginary enemies. Only those with clear vision and the ability to trust each other strive, while the rest run towards a shallow grave.



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Population: 31

Camarilla
Anarchs
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Ventrue: 1
Toreador: 5 (6)
Brujah: 2 (3)
Malkavian: 7
Tremere: 2
Nosferatu: 3
Gangrel: 1
Ventrue: 1
Toreador: 0
Brujah: 2 (3)
Malkavian: 0
Nosferatu: 1
Gangrel: 1
Setites: 5
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Prince

Nobody

Sheriff
Meredith Furlong
Hounds
Robyne Sheridan
Rosella Marie Allain


Keeper of Elysium
Davvad Bisset

Grand Harpy
Catherine Wilke

Primogen
Ventrue: Marcus Antonio Russo
Brujah: Thomas Krusen
Gangrel: Alexa Mallik
Malkavian: Ellora Reese
Tremere: Hannah Sundling
Toreador: Arsenio Pozzi
Nosferatu: Dogan Khojak



ANARCHS

Baron

Khoza

Baronets
Enfield: Leslie
Haringey & Barnet: Clarice Harris
Harrow: Jelena Korolenko

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Topic Started: Monday, 25. November 2013, 05:15 (2,572 Views)
Toran
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He tilted his head, it had never occurred to him that blood could have such different properties. I mean, the diet and exercise level, yes but it hadn't popped into his head that someone's blood could be richer. It was something to think on.

He chuckled as she questioned him, smiling wider.

"If you must know... I was considering the last time I sang to you, so to speak. And thinking that if we hadn't already enjoyed so much time, and I weren't quite so comfortable here nestled up with you, I'd enjoy singing for you again."

It was the simple truth. He had no idea his blood was addictive. No idea that those who fed off it might find it so rich that they would battle to possess him. He was blissfully unaware of all of that. He merely knew he enjoyed her presence, and yes, her bite. That he was willing to let their relationship grow and develop further.

He nodded thoughtfully and snuggled close to her, smiling and letting out a deep mmm of enjoyment at her presence. She was just cool enough to absorb his heat, and he loved that. It meant that he could always feel where she was when she leaned against him. He hadn't particularly noticed she was warmer than many other kindred, because he'd spent little time around other kindred while in his right mind. Nor had he touched the ones he did spend time with, like at the meeting.
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It was very addictive, very tempting, so very tempting. Though, she was allowed to bite, allowed to taste, and so she would settle for that because he gave her so much more than just his blood, as sweet as it was, and she wanted to hang onto all of it. Even if, for more reasons than one, a part of her wished he'd been hers.

However, the Brujah still saw him as an individual, a man. Not a thing to be traded or stolen. And luckily, so did his Domitor from what Toran had told he. And from what little interaction she'd had with Sawyer, she had a feeling the man now in her arms was right to trust that. He had, after all, allowed her to keep seeing his Ghoul and that wasn't something all Kindred would be inclined to agree to.

"Mmm... maybe tomorrow?" the Swede smiled at him, knowing she would enjoy it far too much to even pretend she'd turn him down if he offered. "I mean, if you have the energy for it" Lucy grinned, seeing as he'd already exhausted himself several times over already, leaving both of them in a wonderful state of relaxed bliss where moving was simply too much damn effort.
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The man chuckled softly, a deep rumbling sound and rubbed her back, keeping her against him.

"It's a date"

He promised with a lusty grin. In this case it was a tired lust. One well used and tucked comfortably into bed with a partner, warm and for now, satiated. He was thoroughly happy to have this beautiful vampire resting against him. He was somewhat amused to realize he was older than her. She had said so. Granted she looked younger than him, but in his head, vampires were these immortal beings. Cheating death, living long lives on stolen blood.

Or freely given. He wondered if Lucy ever considered finding a few other people, like him, male or female or whatever, and just building a willing group of donors. Removing the need to hunt, just, rotating them in turn so none grew too anemic. It seemed a sensible plan. He yawned, a jaw opening muscle popping belly yawn that shook the room and sounded much like a wind turbine starting up. Blushing in minor embarrassment he kissed the top of her head against and rested his jaw on her hair, his eyes almost closing on their own.

She really was just the most wonderful snuggle bud. Just, the perfect temperature. Never too hot. Never too cold. And she didn't throw her elbows around when she slept. He wondered idly, half asleep, where that thing about the coffins and graveyard dirt came from?
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Hopefully, he would never find himself in a position where he'd find that out. Lucy was likely to suffer some kind of horrible death before she'd allow him to fall into the hands of the creatures who'd spawned those legends.

Though, those were thoughts that had no place in the mind of the vampire who closed her eyes and allowed herself to rest in his arms, listening to his heartbeat and steady breathing while daylight came creeping up on them.

"Warm..." the word was a smiling whisper from pale lips and then she was gone, lost to the death that took her each morning as the sun rose above the horizon and woke the creatures whose life was still natural. Where as the Kindred fell completely silent and still as all strength drained from her body and left but a corpse.
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Toran barely heard her whispered word. His own mind was already drifting into a fragile mortal sleep. He barely had the thought to reach out, find his phone and set it to wake him in 6 hours, so he could run his shop for a time before sunset. Then he was out.

It didn't occur to him that he should feel weird cuddling a warmed corpse. That her limp form was odd, peculiar or somehow revolting. To him, she was just Lucy. His Lilbit, asleep for the day. He was amazed by how easily his mind found taking this dark world, when he found a star like her shining.

He just smiled sleepily and drifted off. The advantage of a lover who doesn't breath, and feels fatigue only in the mental aspects.... they could really let you wear yourself down if they wanted too.
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