A Blood Meeting., Zetos!

[Vlad Koltz]

Dusk grew nearer as a gloomy mist began to loom about the surroundings, perfect night for a meal. Vlad sat at an exquisite table, handmade table cloths and crystal glasses, patiently waiting for his cup of blood. It hadn't been long since his last feast, but then again why go hungry, and become a crazed vampire? he had seen it happen to many times to enjoy hearing about it, vamps going hungry and attacking people on sight, running ramped through the streets as if on a feasting ground, But in the end it only leads them to suffering, not to mention leaving half-bloods running around, and act most undesirable.

The waitress arrived with his meal placed a smile on his face, a feat hard to accomplish. Taking a sip of from his glass, he closed his eyes and relished every second it was in his mouth. He watched as the blood circled the glass with his movements, he hadn't tasted blood like this since he left home. Placing the glass back on the table and dabbing his lips with his napkin he peered his surroundings. The place wasn't very busy, either because of it's expensive requests, the certain time, or the unbearable acts of the doorman, but either way it mattered none.

Vlad could always tell the difference between a half-blood and a pure, the uncommon aura of self respect and authority just radiating from the pores of the pure. Least not forget the distinct stench and need of acceptance from the half-bloods, filthy leaches. It hadn't taken long before the thought of the half-bloods sent him into a contemplation of his fathers work. He had to continue it, this place would soon be a haven for them, would he just sit idly by and let those abominations swarm the city? Could he do that? He hadn't noticed it but he was now finished with his glass, snapping his fingers and indicating for a refill he noticed a rather 'important' looking man walk in. The man sat just a few tables in front of him, the aura of a pure all about him.

When the waitress arrived, with his second glass, she noticed the need for information emerge on his face. "Thats Zetos Lapier, one of the only pure bloods left in town", she said quietly. 'What gave this half-blood the right to speak with me?' he thought. "So Ive heard" , Vlad said sarcastically. "Well, he's a pretty big deal in the community, if you know what I mean." Vlad looked up at the woman, pure malice on his face, "Set an extra glass, full of your best, on the opposite side of my table. Then I want you to walk over to him and give him my invitation." "Sure thing, Mister?" she said dragging out a long pointless word. "Kotlz".

Vlad watched as the glass was placed parallel with his. "Thank you," he said as she casually walked over to Zetos' table. Applying a smirk when the man looked at him, he held out his hand and nodded towards the glass.

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[Zetos Lapier]

Zetos had wanted a fine-dining experience, with his girls. When he showed up at the fine-dining experience his regular table was deserted. The fine-linen table cloth draping over the circular party table, and there was only one set of utensils at it. "How peculiar." He said raising an eye-brow, this was one of the few times that he had gotten to the Lounge and not one of his girls were there to swoon over him. It was almost intimidating having to see the man who was looking at him from a few seats away. Pulling the oak seat out he sat down, wearing a hoody still, and his baggy pants.

Without a second thought the General grabbed the silver blade at his hip, that was concealed so none could see. If someone saw they would have to be killed by the blade. The man was strange, having not been seen before by Zetos. It set him on the edge of his seat when he saw the man order another cup of blood, instantly he knew that this man wanted him to join, but the vamp would not go without an invitation. Instead he sat in the oak seat and waited.

Waiting silently as the lady walked over he just looked at her, she moved away slightly as he stood and pushed the chair in. Walking over to the table he smelled the air, the man smelled of a pure blood, a darkened look was cast on him. "Why do you interrupt me from my feast?" He said as he pulled the seat from the table twirling it around before sitting down. "Now I see that your a pure, but don't think that that automatically changes my views on you, you try to double cross the vamps and I'll slit your throat, got it?" Zetos wasn't in a good mood, first because his girls weren't there, second because he wasn't at his own table.

[Vlad Koltz]

Vlad had taken yet another sip of blood as the man walked towards his table, a rather grim look upon his face. "You looked very unpleased to see me." Vlad stared at the man sitting down, obviously he was trying to hide something. "Please, sit and enjoy my friend, the blood is warm with anticipation."

Vlad was clearly not in the happy-go-lucky mood anymore, the man basically came and dishonored him with a very lucky invitation at hand, what an ass. The scene was tense, the words just seemed to...not come out. "Do you know who I am?"

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[Zetos Lapier]

"Do you know who I am?" Zetos looked at him with a quizzical eye, his lips smacked as he took a sip of the blood. "No... I don't believe I have, should I have?" He smirked some, he didn't normally like to take notice of the men who walked around like slobs, that was the only problem he had with most of the vamps, was that they were mostly arrogant beings.

"Should I be interested in you? I know you have an offer for me... The question is, can you capture my attention long enough to make me consider it?" The words were of a harsher whisper, now his hand was closer to the dagger, he wouldn't show it unless this man made the first move. That of course barely ever happened, but he didn't want to have to kill this man, he might be of need to him and the others later on.

Letting out a deep sigh Zetos looked at him lifting the blood off of the table, swirling about slowly. "I'm sorry if I sound somewhat harsh but some things have happened of late, and tensions are high around here, I have to make sure things don't suddenly fall apart and break into chaos. We have some issues, but maybe you can help with those, I'll listen, just please, make it quick."

[Vlad Koltz]

Vlad slowly moved his hand towards the back of his neck, acting as if he were scratching it. The hilt of his sword felt embracing yet again on his hand. "Well now that you mention it, I could make you quite an offer." Vlad contemplated whether or not the idea of the half-bloods would make him mad, well there was only one way to find out.

"I'm sure that you are completely aware of this filthy breed known as the 'half-bloods', correct? Well, I have a distinct thinking pattern that says it wont be long until they get here, and I want to be prepared for when they do..." Vlad knew he was overstepping the line but what the hell, might as well try. "...And I'm going to need the help of a...higher power than myself. Seeing as to how I have no power, yet, I want you to get my name out there."

Vlad took one last feel before taking his hand away from his neck, onto the glass, and taking a sip.

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[Zetos Lapier]

Zetos took into complete consideration what this vampire was saying. "Wait as in the one who's father I presume it was, had all the half-bloods purged from your beautiful little place?" He smirked some at the thought of killing all the half-breeds. "Well Vlad... I take it you want them all purged aye? That could be a problem, we're not at war with the half-bloods yet, they make up a large amount of our population."

A few of the other vampires behind him had heard this. They began to glare, and Zetos moved his gaze towards the vamp sitting in front of him. The red eyes glowed some as he spoke. "You may want to watch your lips, the vamps in this place. we're the only two pure, and personally I find them as a safe guard for my position... So I suggest you catch your tongue before you keep speaking."

Zetos released the grip on his dagger as he noticed the others grabbing their weapons. "Vamps, watch yourselves, he's a guest in this land, don't touch him, he's under my protection." There was a general amount of grumbling from all of them, he let out a laugh, winking at the man across from him.

[Vlad Koltz]

Vlad watched as the vamps around him grabbed their weapons, applying a smirk and taking a sip of blood he spoke out casually. "Well friend...I really don't think that it is I that should be watching their tongue." Vlad once again smiled as the general crushed the urges of his 'protectors' from slaughtering him.

"But actually, it surprises me that you know about my father...And yes, I guess that you could say that I'm an aspiring follower of his work, but as you just so blatantly put, they make up a great deal of our society." The sweat rolled his hand as he began to place his hand closer to his sword. "So, what do you think of the pathetic..." he put on a slight smirk as he said, "...Half-breeds?"

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[Zetos Lapier]

He could see that this man was trying to get a rise out of the rest of the vamps. He drew his fingers along the edge of his wine glass making it have a sharp note. A small snicker passed his lips. "Those filthy half-breeds gave me my position, so what I think of them?" The general audience leaned forward to listen, "Well they aren't any different from the pures." Zetos was being perfectly honest when he said this.

Slowly he reached to the other side where his other dagger was hidden. The audience watched, they could feel the tension in the air. "See I was capture and for two years I was tortured by were-wolves, so I don't have enemies in my own ranks, only with those filthy fur-balls that call themselves wolves." The vamp wasn't enjoying this company.

Suddenly the doors burst open, and three scantily clad vampiresses walked into the room. Each one had a sword on her left hand side. He smirked some as he spoke, "Vlad, have you met my lovers? Tisha, Mika, and Avril?" The girls all giggled as they sat beside him, swooning and dragging their hands over his shoulders. He let out a a deep laugh, "Let's say the half-breeds, make some pretty hot bodies."

[Vlad Koltz]

Vlad snapped towards the waitress again, indicating for three more drinks. "Aye, I suppose your right. Nice to meet you ladies, I'm Vlad." Vlad, once again, peered over at his side, the man sitting next to him holding weapon close. Quickly reaching for his sword, he spun off his chair, he had his sword pointing at the half-bloods throat. "You better ease off that hilt boy."

"You see Zetos, the problem with these...mud-bloods, is that they don't use their head much. For instance this poor fellow, he never yielded to his masters orders, therefore ultimately asking to die." Vlad never once eased off his stance, just peering around to watch the other vamps moves.

"Oh waitress...please, don't be frightened I have no offense towards you. So please, without further ado serve my guests."

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[Zetos Lapier]

He looked at him in dis-dain, "And the problem with most pure-bloods, is they don't know they're place under a Generals order." He smirked some as he talked never taking an eye off of the blade. "Now please, take the blade away from his throat, as soon as you do, they'll all move away." He felt one of the ladies leaning close and biting his ear.

"You do know, most pure bloods around her are loved and adorned by they ladies, but I don't think you ever will be." There was a slight tone of mocking in his voice as he spoke, letting his arms go around both Mika and Avril. "I guess it's your choice if you want to die at such an early stage in life aye?"

[Vlad Koltz]

The blade never swayed as he stared at Zetos, his red eyes meeting Vlads cold black. "As you ordered." Vlad removed his sword from the victims neck, into his sheath, and took his seat once again. Vlad took another sip from his cup, watching the waitress carefully.

Once the drinks were all around he noticed that he never had answered the man, "Quite frankly Mr. Lapier, you can have all the half-bloods you want...I on the other hand like to set my bar high and sway for no one." Vlad was very serious with his tine, he knew that he would find the one he wants, and he had a feeling that it would be soon.

((By the way...Reese and I are getting together))

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[Zetos Lapier]

((Alright, next time you post you need to spell check it with word or something. Or get a spell checking program...)

Zetos listened closely to this snobbish man that sat in front of him. The girls on either side of him were swooning, not even going near the drinks. With a small sigh Zetos's gaze fell to the table in front of him, tapping his fingers, from left to right, making a slight rhythm on the table. A small chuckle escaped the man, and the ladies moved away slightly knowing that Zetos was getting himself into a rage.

With a sudden push the table slid forward into the other man's gut. "I suggest you hold you tongue." He wasn't happy, instead he was standing, fuming in front of the man. A dagger in his hand. "Don't you understand, I don't give a shit if your a half-blood or a pure, if you aren't for the werewolves and are recruiting humans to the vampires side, then you are accepted in my sight. "Do I look like one who cares much about the half and pures?" The words were harsh like a whip, as he showed his clothes, the baggy black hoody and pants, the emo haircut, the dangerous red eyes. "Aye, I don't, so shut up!"

[Vlad Koltz]

Vlad only smirked as the table slammed into his stomach, "Wow, thats no way to treat a guest Mr. Lapier."
He was beggining to lose his temper, and thats exactly what Vlad wanted. "Oh, and for your sake I would suggest that you take your seat once more..." he said sliding the table back into place. "...Before you do something you'll regret."

Vlad stood up quickly as the man walked towards him, removing his sword and making sure that it was inbetween the two of them. "I understand that your mad Mr. Lapier, but the fact still remains, I hate half-bloods, so if you cant deal with that then I'm sorry. I will help you fight those flea infested weres, but I will not lower myself to your level my recruiting the humans."

The other men were standing as well, weapons at the ready for thier masters orders, "So, where do we stand? Are you going to order your men to kill me...which in the end will kill you and possibly some others. Or, we can live with our differences, fight the weres, and be content with the fact that we're both of a higher class?" The words were strong and forceful, the sweet rolling down his brow. He knew that if Zetos wanted to he could have him killed, but would he do that?

[Zetos Lapier]

Zetos looked at the man in front of it taking all the words into thought. He noticed the bead of sweat rolling down his brow, a small smile crossing his lips. "Now my good man, you wouldn't get the chance to touch any of them. Now I have a question, why are you perspiring?" There was a taunt behind the voice as he grabbed a small handkerchief from the pocket of his pants throwing it to the man.

A laugh escaped him as he put out his hands to make the other half-vamps lower their arms. "Now I'm not one who wants to go off and fight a vampire, half or pure, as ignorant as they may be." He thought about it for a second, "But the vampires here have been trained to self-defense, if they feel that there is a threat, they will kill it." Then as a small joke, "They may even call you a spy if they so wanted, and then that could be bad, because we don't take kindly to spies."

[Vlad Koltz]

The hankerchief flew threw through the air, landing in Vlads outstreched hand. Vlad, wiping his brow, watched as the men surronding him put down thier weapons. Idiots. Looking at the men he applied a smile, "That was a very smart move, and dont worry yourselves...I'm no spy." The words escaped his mouth as he continued to taunt them. "Your a very...Open minded man, aren't you Mr. Lapier? But please, humer me a bit. Why do you take the side of these pathetic beings? Do you get anything out of it?"

The men around him sneered as he made his last comment, or maybe it was becouse he refused to lower his weapon. "But just so you know, Mr. Lapier, I have no intention of harming you yet...that is unless you persist on moving closer." The message was clear, to the point, and direct, just how Vlad liked them. He never has been one to 'beat-around-the-bush'.