RP with Sophie
Klaus bounds off to who knows where and I decide to first visit my bedroom before seeking out Sophie. Poor Sophie. Naive and so young still. She needs to be taught. I regrettably was not there to teach her things and apparently Nosferatu was too incompetant to take my place
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"I... have... fledglings?"
I ponder this. This isn't good, no. Not at all. Who would have come back? He specifically said the vampire Klaus found was male. I don't normally attack males except when I want to sleep with them. That leaves John. John, the kind gentle soul. I know he was just a visitor here.
I close my eyes. Why me? I don't know anything about how to make vampires, nor do I know how to make zombies. If this was explained to me properly, perhaps I would not have this problem now.
"Yes Master, I understand."
My heart bleeds as I hear him tell me that I am to decapitate my victims. That really hurts. I know if I was forced to take all of my meals from a blood bag I would never live it down. Hey did you hear about Sophie, Vlad's fledgling, she won't hunt, she's rather act like a patient her whole undead life. Taking blood from dying humans that need it.
I can't worry about any of this now. I have fledglings out there. I have to find them, either teach them as best I can or destroy them. Since they were accidents, destroying them is the most likely option. Grow a backbone Sophie, show what you are made of. You're a hunter.
"If these creatures are around here, I think it is only fitting that I help destroy them."
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I stand, brush my slacks off, despite the lack of fuzz, and look her directly in the eye.
"You will stay here this evening and read through my notes. Journals thirty-three through forty-two contain information about taking fledglings. Journals ninety-eight through one hundred and seven are about the destruction of one's enemies and how to properly dispose of... food. I will take care of these things myself, as it's my own lack of parentage which has caused this mess."
I wait for her acknowledgement.
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"Yes, sir."
I am so doomed. I was going to practice the viola tonight, but this is more important than anything else. I will make him proud of me if it kills me.
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I move across the room and stop in front of her. Frowning, I crouch down and look up at her, cupping her chin in my hand. "This is not entirely your fault. Learn from your mistake."
Then I leave in order to prepare myself for that evening.
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