Miss Vanessa Ives (
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londoncallingrpg2017-05-19 08:30 pm
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Vanessa had always had sharp instincts, and had long since learned to follow them. That night, as she walked home after dark, there was that odd pinprick on the back of her neck. Someone was watching. And as it lingered, she trusted that she wasn't simply being watched, but actually followed.
Her heart beat a little faster as she picked up the pace, cursing the fact that she was far from any busier street.
London, her home, the city she knew and loved, suddenly felt like a strange, dark, dangerous place. The lampposts felt less efficient than normal, and her steps on the pavement sounded louder than they ought to. She glanced back and saw three men a few yards behind her, hardly more than dark figures, doing nothing to hide themselves.
When she turned into the next street over and they were still following, her mind was made up. She stopped walking and turned around, a forbidding look on her pale features.
The three men slowed their steps but eventually came into clearer view, stopping a few feet from her. They were even paler than her, with sunken, abnormally clear eyes, and they felt wrong to her. Not, she reflected, unlike Mina had.
"What do you want with me?" she demanded.
They shared a look, and the one in the middle replied, "We don't want anything with you. We're not allowed. Our Master, however..."
Their Master. Mina had used that word as well. "Where is he?"
"Do you want to meet him?" the same one offered, stepping slowly nearer Vanessa.
((Feel free to stumble across Vanessa having a chat in a dark street with some vampires, Penny Dreadful style! They'll probably attack you if you try to jump in and get her away from them. Good times!))
Her heart beat a little faster as she picked up the pace, cursing the fact that she was far from any busier street.
London, her home, the city she knew and loved, suddenly felt like a strange, dark, dangerous place. The lampposts felt less efficient than normal, and her steps on the pavement sounded louder than they ought to. She glanced back and saw three men a few yards behind her, hardly more than dark figures, doing nothing to hide themselves.
When she turned into the next street over and they were still following, her mind was made up. She stopped walking and turned around, a forbidding look on her pale features.
The three men slowed their steps but eventually came into clearer view, stopping a few feet from her. They were even paler than her, with sunken, abnormally clear eyes, and they felt wrong to her. Not, she reflected, unlike Mina had.
"What do you want with me?" she demanded.
They shared a look, and the one in the middle replied, "We don't want anything with you. We're not allowed. Our Master, however..."
Their Master. Mina had used that word as well. "Where is he?"
"Do you want to meet him?" the same one offered, stepping slowly nearer Vanessa.
((Feel free to stumble across Vanessa having a chat in a dark street with some vampires, Penny Dreadful style! They'll probably attack you if you try to jump in and get her away from them. Good times!))
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"Ah, that was easier than expected."
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"No, but our friend here does. It's going to hunt them down, asses the threat, and then return to us with the intel. ...And in the meantime, we can have tea, if you'd like. Or we can follow, if you'd like."
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Yves nodded, a quick but sure tilt of his chin, and he left his coat where it was in favour of catching the little ball of light he'd summoned in his hand.
"Then we'll follow. I have a car, that might be best," he added, already leading the way out of his impossible room.
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"I'll need you to keep a close eye on the sprite while we're on the road," he said, leading them out to a very plain looking black car that was parked around back. "They can get a bit over excited."
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Yves looked unsure, clearly a bit unwilling to give up control in this situation- Or any, if he were honest. She had a point though, and after a beat he reluctantly offered the keys.
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"You are to stay in the car, do you understand?" he asked it. "I need you to guide us from here- As though we were on a boat, searching for land."
The tiny sprite made a jingling sort of sound, flitting about the car for a moment, before fluttering over the dash and pointing itself north east.
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The fact that he thought that made him frown, and he huffed a bit to himself.
"Left here," he muttered.
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"Thank you," she added, turning towards Yves. "For leading me here."
He had not had to, and now she could not ask him to come with her, for all that she would welcome his help. She shuddered at the thought of what she might have to resort to if she were to attempt this on her own, but she was resolute. Mina was more than worth Vanessa's soul.
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Yves wasn't really the helping sort- Not unless he was helping himself. So he was a bit surprised by his own words when he said, "I can come with you, if you want."
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Before they hardened as she turned towards the warehouse. The creatures had not seemed to want to harm her, but Yves was another matter. "I think that I might be able to walk through the front door," she said, glancing at him. He could accompany her, of course, but she might serve as a great distraction if he wanted to try sneaking in another way.
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"It seems likely, yes. ...I'll meet you inside, I'm going to walk around the back," he decided, starting to walk away, and then pausing. "I'd advise caution, but you've never struck me as the cautious type."
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Silent, he nodded his understanding.
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Ten seconds or so later, it was slid open, and the vampire from earlier peered at Vanessa curiously, then stepped aside. "The Master will be so pleased."
Despite the unease stiffening her spine, Vanessa walked into the warehouse.
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