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Evening.

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What parts did you need filled in. I read over it and I really like the plot.

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I'd play the king?

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No. I got it, shall I be the other king as well?

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Of course. I can do a great bad guy.

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I don't mind a combination. Let me check out tumblr for something. XD

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XD Mkay, but I'm using my definition of hot.

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Uh, you wanna just jump in?

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Isaac

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(I think there was a plentiful description of him in the plot and header.)

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Isaac. His age doesn't matter. Not when you're that hot.

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:p One sec.
Where's your chick?

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:p Finding a pick of a demon is hard. All I get it chicks with horns and Baphomet.
Can I just have him cloaked for the time being while he's in his demon form? I'll give you the picture once I find one that' suitable.

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I saw. :/ You better be good. I hadn't realized all the worked needed to be put into this with the characters and whatnot. Give me a moment to start it off.

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:p

Isaac sat on his throne. His back leaned up against the arm, his hair falling long past his shoulders and off the edge. The banquet was in order, planned by his fellow king. Lee, King of the Vampires, who stood next to Isaac's throne with his hands behind his back. "This better be good." Isaac muttered. "Time and time again, I've told you. I don't need a queen. I wish you'd stop insisting. We'll just end up eating her anyway." He was not eager for a companion, for reasons he only kept to himself.
Lee chuckled softly, "You mustn't be like this, or you'll never find a gall. I feel this one will do nicely."
"That's what you said about all of them." Isaac hooted. He snorted, "Honestly, you reek. I don't understand why you keep coming back here."
Lee sighed, "We would have brought you her 'sister'. But she escaped a good few moths ago."
"Escaped?!" Isaac cracked up laughing, "You are quite weak aren't you?" he smiled darkly with great mock.
"You had to have seen her." Lee muttered, a bit annoyed. "Bring her in!" He called.
Two guards walked in, both being vampires, Lee's servant. They pushed open the doors, walking over to the long table. With a thud, they flung a girl onto the table. (Evander)

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((Ok, what's cv?))

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Evander landed with a thud. She gasped as one of her broken ribs landed on the hard surface. She was weak and emaciated. She coughed out blood then stilled. She covered her hands over her head, waiting for the blow her master would give her for spilling blood on the table's cloth. She wore only her beige ragged dress. She had been taken by surprise when the guards had grabbed her from the laundry room. She peeked out behind her hands with scared bright pale blue eyes.

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Isaac grimaced, "She's hideous." His eyes glued on her, seeing all her imperfections, and did not like them.
Lee scowled, seeing her make a mess on the table. Still, he kept his composure, having a reputation to hold up to when around the other kings. "She's the finest." He remarked bitterly.
"How old is she?" Isaac asked, raising an eyebrow.
"About 16." Lee replied through his teeth, fighting the urge to burn the whole place down, feeling humiliated.
Isaac made a face. "You bring me a girl, who looks 30, who's really 16. Who's supposed to marry me, and I'm well into my 300's."
Lee let in an inward groan, "She's the finest." He gritted through his teeth, not feeling the patients to deal with such nonsense.
"You said she had a sister?" Isaac muttered, still staring at Evander.
"Will, in a matter of ways, yes." Lee said cautiously, "But as I said before, she escaped. We called her the 'forbidden fruit'. They were maids in my palace. This is Evander."
"I see." Isaac muttered. "I suppose she'll make a fine maid here." he sighed.

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Evander laid on the table. Frozen and stiff. She breathed with difficulty. She was beyond scared. She had no idea what was going on. She didn't know what the King was talking about and the guards had just grabbed, just like that, while she was folding laundry. She felt cold. It was raining outside and she wore only a dress of the thinnest cloth. Plus the stranger kept looking at her. She swallowed then coughed up more blood.

Timothy ran into the room. The King's seven year old son. "Pappa! What are you doing to Morph?!" He ran over to Evander and held out his small hands, not tall enough yet to reach the top.

Evander smiled, a sight like a stone shedding rainbows. She held out her hand and gently held the little boy's ones. She was glad to see him but feared what the repercussions were later for him. His father barely tolerated him as is.

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(Mkay, got it. And they're at Isaac's castle right? And, is that Lee and Isaac's son?)

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Why. I just need to work into these characters. Ok, then Lee is sitting on the throne and Isaac is standing.

Lee growled, "Timothy. Off!" He snapped.
"No matter. I'll be off." Isaac said. He snapped his fingers, "Come."
A couple of his guards took Evander's arms and pulled her off the table. Isaac motioned his head, the guards followed him out, dragging Evander along behind them. Lee hopped up quickly and ran on after them, "Wait! You can't just leave!"
"Yes I can." Isaac said blandly. "I'll tell you when she escapes." He snickered and continued walking.

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(Sorry, it's a bit short. I'm just kinda stumped a t the moment.)

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Timothy started crying. "Morph!" He ran to his father and hugged his leg, "Papa! Don't let the man take her away! I love her! Please papa! Please! I'll be a good little boy! Please!" He cried fiercely as he watched them take Evander away.

Evander started crying herself, but softly, she said in a soft voice like running water and bells, "Please don't cry TimTim, everything will be all right! I love you and take good care of yourself!" She gasped for air afterwards. She had no idea what was happening. She desperately wanted to ask but dared not to. She tried to walk but she was too weak and slow. She watched the cloaked man, then the night sky as they reached the outside of the castle where it had begun to rain.

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Lee shoved Timothy off his leg. "Go to bed Timothy!" He spat.
As they stepped into the night sky Isaac pulled off his pants. He looked back as Lee did his best to get his son off.
Lee growled faintly then fixed his eyes back on Isaac. "Look here! You can't just run off from you're kings duties!" He was fed up with Isaac always beating around the bush.
Isaac growled, "Come now, Lee. You shouldn't take things to heart so often. I thought you'd know I wasn't kit to be a king." He smirked slightly, "Go pick your son up off the floor and get some rest." He slapped Lee's back then continued walking with a small laugh.

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Evander watched as her King was being cruel to Timothy. She turned towards the stranger, she was already soaked to the bone. "Please! I beg you! Don't take me away! He doesn't care for the boy, I'm all he has, please!" Evander turned back and watched as a maid collected the boy and walked him off to his room. She cried a little louder. She then gasped and bit her lip as her torso screamed in pain as her ribs poked her lungs.

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"Quiet Dear," Isaac said blandly, "You don't want to poke a hole in the pretty chest of yours. Come." He stepped to outside and to an arch. It was a wired structure with dead plants on it that had once been growing. It was a portal to his palace, being quite convenient. He didn't like to get involved when it came to the other Kings and their personal business. He didn't have much remorse for the girl either, not having much care if she connections with others. He didn't expect her to last much longer.
Lee gritted his teeth, "See you around Isaac." He did his best to speak casually with him.
Isaac sighed, "Yeah, see yu." He walked through the portal. The guards followed, dragging Evander behind them

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(Yeah, sorry it took me a bit.)

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Please no. Evander swallowed hard as she was taken into the portal. She had no idea what to expect and still didn't know what was going on. She felt scared. Was she changing masters? She didn't know. She hurt, that was all she really knew.

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They stepped onto a gravel sidewalk. They were in the garden in Isaac's palace. Though most of the plants were dead, the flowers dead and welted. A rat bounced out of a dry bush, it looked like a furry clump with red eyes in only the light of the mood. It made a small squeak running across Isaac's feet then into another bush. Isaac looked down and grimaced, "Sick." he muttered. The guards dragged Evander along, stopping behind Isaac. He let out a small sigh, thinking of what to do. "Bathe her. Give her cloths. Whatever she needs. Meet them. I'll be in my chambers."
He turned, taking a stroll through the garden.
The guards took Evander into the palace. It was a bit more gloomy and drafty, compared to Lee's palace.

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((Just remember he is kind and sweet and caring and all that jazz when in private :D))

Evander watched as he walked off. Utterly confused by his instructions. Was she not to start working for him? What was happening?! The guards dragged her along. They took her to the bathroom and threw her inside, locking the door. She gasped as her ribs hit the floor. She slowly got up and then took a bath as he had requested, at least, she thought he did. She bathed for a long time and emerged renewed and feeling slightly better. Smelling like roses and strawberries. She dried off and brushed her teeth and combed her hair. She got dressed in some clothing that lay about, obviously fresh and meant for guests as they were all the same. It was a simple pair of black pants and a white button shirt. She got dressed in those and then walked slowly to the door, knocking on it. The guards opened it and asked what she would like next. Evander was taken aback. She then asked automatically what her duties were. The guards nodded, confused. They took her to the waiting room as one went up to Isaac's chambers. He knocked softly on the door.

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(-3- Woman. I know what I'm doin'.)

Isaac was still in the garden. He stood under a tree in his secret garden. A small section, bricked off were the night Lillys bloomed and the cherry blossom tree gasped pink petals in the wind. He touched the bark gently, remembering Lee had mentioned something about Evander's 'sister', who Lee referred to as The Forbidden Fruit. He wondered if the two had been close or they only referred to themselves as sister because they were simply both maids. He gazed into the wood, zoning out a bit as his mind wandered.
A boy suddenly popped his head into the waiting room. His hazel brown eyes fixed on Evander. A smile then smoothed across his lips. "You must be the master's new companion." He said gently.

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((Sorry :P))

Evander glanced up as she had been looking at the floor, a normal and desired posture for a slave. She blinked, her form of shock. She shied away though, afraid of this new person, he looked nice, noble, noble meant getting the shit beaten out of her. She however was required to reply as he had spoken, her master's people were to be respected like that. She said softly and nervously, "I beg your pardon young master, I'm not sure......I believe I am to be a maid?" It came out like a question, because she really didn't know. No one had explained anything to her.

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The boy blinked. He looked maybe to be 16 or 17. He suddenly laughed, "You're funny." He stepped into the door way and walked over to where she sat on the over stuffed sofa. He wasn't too tall yet. He had choppy, fuzzy, golden brown hair. He was tan and his eyes were an amazing hazel. He smiled, his posture casual. He wore patchwork cloths made of rags and all different sorts of random fabrics. He knelt down in front of her and reached out, touching her rib cage gently. "I'm only the gardener. It seems you have some broken bones." he smiled weakly, doing his best to be polite.

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Evander winced. She quickly placed a hand on the spot he touched. She held her hand there. She was so confused. She wished someone would explain everything to her. But she dared not ask, it was beyond rude in her slavery 'training'. She watched the young man carefully, then forgetting herself looked down, she said quickly and rushed. "I beg your pardon young master. I did not mean to stare." After a few breaths she asked politely, "What are to be my duties? Or will I be working under someone else perhaps, if you do not mind young master."

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He pulled his hand away when she reached for her chest. He took her chin carefully and tilted it up so he could look into her eyes. "What's your name?" he asked. He ignored most of her words. Hearing her call him master gave him a subtle hint that she didn't know much of what was going on. In his kind nature though, he wanted to help her, thinking she could use a little guidance in a new place like this.

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(It's alright.)

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Evander gasped softly when he took her chin. When people touched her it was usually to hurt her. She was forced to look in his eyes. Upon hearing his question she blinked again, not understanding why he would want her name. But he had asked so she had to reply. "It's Evander young master, Evander Rosaline Silvet."

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"Would you please stop calling me that?" He smiled at her questioningly. His hands were a bit ward for a place to drafty and dry. He shook his head slightly, "It's nice to meet you, Evander. I'm the gardener. You can just call me Gale." He stood up right, taking his hand away from under her chin. "I can show you to your room if you like." Even his voice was warm. Everything about him seemed caring, and it wasn't fake either.
(Had to take a shower.)

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Evander nodded and immediately dropped her head back down. She tentatively got up and grimaced a little as a pain went through her. She wondered which dungeon cell she would get. She hoped for one that wasn't too drafty.

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He reached out, taking her hand carefully. Leading her out, he nodded to the guard who returned a nod of approval. Gale led her up to the second floor where he took her to a cozy room. In the room was an overstuffed bed, with overstuffed pillows, and a overstuffed love seat next to a low burning fire. "The Master likes vintage things." He walked over to the bed, having Evander sit on the bed, then reached over and turned on a lantern on the bedside table. He smiled at her kindly, "I suggest you get some rest. In the morning I'll have you healed and all the tasty morsels you've dreamed of."

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Evander was blinking rapidly. She was so stunned she broke protocol. "But this is upstairs, my room is downstairs in the dungeon?" Again it sounded like a question. She was super confused, not understanding a single moment. Then she realised it must be a test then. She got up, bowed even though it killed her and quickly left the room, making her way merely down. She had learned a truly hard way some masters could be so sadistic that they played games, and gave tests, that up failing, meant pain.

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Gale reached out catching her hand before she could make it too far down the hall. "Vynon has all the keys to the dungeon. Even if you wanted to, there's no way in." He said in a somewhat confused tone. He wasn't sure what part of him made her think he was playing some sort of game or something. He turned and took her right make to the room and sat her down. "Now go to sleep. I'll have my healer come tonight and fix you up." He said, keeping his voice down. He laid her back and tucked her in under the covers.

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Evander made a small sound as her torso was pushed down and then elongated. She panted for a bit. She was far too pale and her appearance far too gaunt. She was so tired. She hadn't been allowed to sleep in five days now. She fought against it, afraid that it was all a trap and that they would start hitting her at any moment. But eventually exhaustion won out. Her blinking stopped and her eyes fluttered closed. Her breathing evened out and became softer but still weezy. She snuggled into the bed and sighed.

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The boy watched her for a moment before walking over to the fireplace. On the mantel was a wooden boxed filled with dried herbs and flowers. Opening it, he took a random fistful and threw it into the fire. Placing the bow back and closing it, he took one last glance at Evander then walked out. Quietly, making sure to close the door behind him, he slipped through the shadows and to the back door. Pulling on an old, tattered, mangled cloak, he swept off, making his way into the woods. It'd take him almost half the night to meet them where they usually did. But he knew they'd bring him back to the palace much quicker than the time it took him getting to them to meet.

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Evander rested well. The bed was oh so soft. She was comfortable and warm. She dreamed of fields and running free. Then the dream turned dark, into a horrid nightmare. It was darkness and death and pain, so much pain. She awoke screaming. She sat up in the bed, clutching her ribcage and gasping for air, sweat beading on her forehead. She realised it was a nightmare and looked around, confused at where she was. Then she remembered and became scared, thinking irrationally what horrors they had in-store for her. She started crying, thinking about little Timothy and then just fell back, screaming in pain as another rib snapped at the action.

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"You should be more carefully." A smooth voice said. It seemed familiar, but it'd been so long it was hard to remember. A cloaked figure sat on the edge of her bed with the hood up. They reached out, putting their hand on Evander's cleavage. Her rib slowly came back into place. "I just get done mending your bones. Then you wake up. Only to break them again. You must stay still or they won't heal properly." The lamp was now dimmed a little. The cloaked figure didn't have much of a face, covered almost entirely in shadow.

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Evander watched this new stranger through sleepy and teary eyes. She lay on the bed, breathing a little hard and fast. She wiped her eyes. She flinched when he touched her, expecting him to hurt her. And only blinked when he didn't. She gasped a little when her bone came back into place, it wasn't painful, only, odd. She touched the place, it didn't hurt. She wanted to speak, to ask who he was and what she was doing here. But it was hard, sleep pulling her under. She merely watched him, her breathing slowing.

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The hand was a bit cold and dry. Her voice was smooth and rich, "I know yae' have plenty 'oof questions. But, Iy' want yae too' save them for later. After yae' get some rest, I'm sure Gale will tell yoo' everythin'." Carefully, they stud up, but kept their hand on Evander as her bones healed. The room now wafted with the fresh scent of the soothing herbs. Now more were packed into the wooden box that should be dried in a few days.
(I wanted to say a Scottish accent but I'm not sure if they had a Scotland there or not.)

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Evander watched this all happen. Not understanding it at all. But soon she didn't care as it didn't matter. She drifted off again, not waking this time, having a dreamless sleep. She sighed as her body healed somewhat.