No, you may not touch my hair.

No, the jacket is -clearly- in use, and you may not borrow it.

No, I will not be disclosing any tidbits of my and Gabriel's life prior to our recent squabbles.

No, you may not spend 'private time' with my brides. Hands. Off. Wretches.

No, you may not touch my hair.

I loathe this day...

The City never tires of using illnesses to get the best of us.

I remember being afflicted with consumption many months ago. An undead, suffering a blood-coughing 'bug'? Irony of ironies.

None of my own had best be infected, or I shall be considerably put out...

I am..intoxicated with decadence...

The smell alone--It...is exceedingly difficult to..control myself...

So fresh, hot, rushing--

I will be staying in...until...yes...

Hn--Little point to leaving--one of this persuasion shouldn't be around the City painted red like this.

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[Audio]
[Laughter, pure and simple]

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Marishka. Aleera. I believe a night to the Underground is in order.

So much time spent away from this City. Few moments spent with my brides...
I have since kept to myself, Verona gone, as well as the young one I came to call my daughter.

Little to do.

And how -are- the masses fairing lately. Has anyone attempted to level the City as of late? We've all grown so accustomed to explosions after all.

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aleera

marishka

see to verona immediately
come straight home
tend to her

as i cannot

leave the hnter to whatevr bidding he thiks he must attend to

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Wonders never cease.

Weary are the days this place chooses to inflict me...so is this heat.

I assure you I'm perfectly fine. My brides, my dearest ones, tonight, we go flying. Dancing. Whatever it is you wish, after such a stressful day with me. Samara, my gem, will it please you?

Luke...valiant attempts to keep him from me...thank you.

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We are not amused.

My Brides, my demons, I've returned. Worries are to be quelled. Verona. Find Aleera. Marishka, assist your sister, her absence bothers me. Where is Samara.

The newest and wildest ways of humiliation? And a good portion of it was -not- the City. And it has left me starving.

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Where IS everyone...

I'm not at all comfortable with this. Not at all--I haven't been paying all that much attention to the goings-on here, I've been looking for people I know, and--sadly--I haven't been able to locate anyone.

I daresay I'm not very good at it.

This is increasingly nervous-making.

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