These malcontents....

Oh my GOD, pretty princess is about the most annoying gaurdian ever. Anyway, I think Louis is smarter than he lets on, I'll have to be careful around him, he offered to let me drink from him, but then upon more information I find out that it is NOT good to drink from other vamps, well, good in a naughty sense but not in the keeping-your-sanity sense. Now why would Callidus Louis ('clever' for all you idiots) want to let me do that? Wicked wicked boy. PP is still simpering about the Prince being mad at her, I could barf every time she talks about it. However, a fascinating development is the arrival of Signoro Nicolo, its too bad he'll only be here for a day. Who knew that he's also apart of the crackbox Lancea Sanctum lunatics, I would never have guessed. I think this is what normal people call swooning. I am going feeding with him, and he said I can try drinking from him since he will be leaving, actually, I mentioned it and he proceeded to call me mischevious. God. I get all flustered when he calls me mischevious, I need a sedative. As for progress on my item I think I am going to ask Louis if his computers are powerful enough to break codes, this is dangerous as he is terribly smart, I will have to be very very careful and dole out only small portions for him to figure out, lest something get slipped that I dont want to. I am also now jonesing for a Ghoul. Apparently they are a walking supermarket that worships the ground on which you walk, sounds like my kind of guy *beam!*.

Microsoft Outlook Schedule Entry: 5-13-09

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-Meeting with the boys

*I really need to play this one up, I need them on board, this could be big!*

-Recruit

*He has already shown his worth and devotion, it is time for the
next step if he is ready*

-Schedule meeting with Jose

*His links could be invaluable, If I get this right it'll all
come true*

-Pick up sparkly

*I'll catch hell from the coin...but I know she will go for
it, Shes going to love this!*

-Check in on the foreigner

*He could be of use if the time was right*

-Keep an eye on the new one

*Her motives are flowered, something is not quite
right. I see right through that naive cloak of bullshit, its no coincidence that she fell into our lap's. However, if all goes well she could be quite useful*

-Place a withdrawal at the bank

*it is still not clear what happened, but im pretty sure this qualifies*

-Look into feeding the beast

*The potential benefits there may outweigh the risks, I may
have to sit on this one*

-Check in on Tina

*She sure has been breathing heavily recently, hopefully this sleep will leave her rejuvenated. I hope everything works out.*

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(Louis Maddox: Save File: 1:06 AM; 05-13-09)

What troubles...

So....my unlife has definitely taken a turn. As I lay here contemplating what to do with my troubles, I await a phone call from my newly appointed ball and chain.

It all started with my visit to Mr. Matheson. Vidal got extremely angry with me. Not only was he mad that I wasn't running out to immediately find the man for whom he had sent us on a Blood Hunt for, but also because I went to visit his mortal enemy. Neither one of them have shared the reason why they hate each other so, but it is no concern of mine. However, I do feel quite torn between the man I love and the man I feel I must follow in faith. Though his recent outburst has got my wheels turning. Not only did he yell at me, but he threatened me! Told me that he would shame me in front of all to see. How could anyone who care for me the way he does, do such a horrible thing! Then after that, he meets the neonate that I bring to him. I, a good Lancea Sanctum girl, was doing my job and bringing him new kine. She too had no idea who her sire was and had been wondering around for months getting extremely bad advice from rogue vampires. So instead of thanking me or showing any sort of happiness, he blows up and throws a pew across the church. I could never had believed a monster such as that lived inside him. He was so upset that there were more neonates that he knew nothing about and then proclaimed that I be her new mentor! Me! I now have this neonate, Kaitlin, following me around everywhere. She refuses to listen, then gets herself stuck and needing help. Then of course I get the crying call to help her. But what can I do? Vidal is forcing this on me! I had Alexander threaten her a bit, which I can definitely count on him to come through on if needed, but still! She better be a fast learner!

Not only that, but Tina is in Torpor! The other night I am the only one to notice that she is nowhere to be found. Of course I freak out and call everyone I know to help me find her, including Pearl. We race all over town with only minutes until daylight. Peter, Tina's thrall, and I find her in her car in torpor. Of course I call Pearl's man and tell him where she is. He and his men grab Peter and her and drive off. I even have to sleep in some terrible smelling dirt, just so I can survive! When I wake up, I call Pearl to find out what has happened and she won't even answer my calls! The nerve of that vampire! I find and save her beloved Tina, and she doesn't even have the decency to call me back! One of her ghouls goes on to tell me that she is keeping her in torpor until she can find some Italian dirt to come and break her blood addiction with Thebian Sorcery! But of course she has no idea when they are coming! Now I definitely can't stand Invictus! She is the most rude vampire I have ever met AND she has Lancea Sanctum traitors in her covenant! They should be burned! As soon as they are done helping Tina, I will make sure that Vidal punishes them! There is NO tolerance for traitors who sell our Lancea Sanctum secrets!

On top of all this....I have my lovely mortal mother who is a pain in my side! She has freaked out on me and has threatened to ruin our charity ball. It won't be long until she cuts off my funding. She will need to be taken care of as soon as she is home from her vacation. If she doesn't come home soon, I might just have to get some help from Vidal and wash my hands of her. It would be much easier.

Oh heavens...my phone is ringing once again. I don't know what I am going to do with this girl! All I know is that my main priority now consists of finding this David Gravwa vampire, the vampire who broke the most important rule of the Requiem, and return him to my Prince. He WILL pay!

XOXO,

Who to trust?

What I've learned is vast and deep

But none I've met can secrets keep,

Wicked and vile these Kindred are

Trust them? Bah, I can't throw them that far.

No one to turn to I feel so alone

Come on you fuckers throw me a bone!

One is a princess a perfect sweet nark

Wait until I corner her in the dark.

The other a swindler a chauvenist pain,

But full of information so he may remain.

One is asleep and has a short fuse

Her temper is something I will not abuse.

Who can I turn to when I need help?

Apparently I can only depend on myself.

I'll just ignore them and do what I want

How hard can it be, they live in this haunt.

My wits and intelligence must be far greater

They're just playing the role of the simpleton Hater.

Time Marches On

The pain is overwhelming, yet it doesn't exist at all. As if I float on a plane of darkness,wedged tightly between the world of here and nowhere. I try to focus, try so hard to focus, but my uncooperative body swims in pain. It's as if every vein and artery have been flayed open by scalpels – done by the hand of a most practiced physician. Every incision screams as if doused with salt and alcohol time and time again. There is no relief.

I wonder dully if this is Hell.

To add to my misery, my subconscious seems to pick up bits and pieces of words, spoken or otherwise, and twists them into nightmares. I pick out "torpor", "cleansing", "Italian", "ritual" and "sorcery", and my mind weaves them together in a torment of lurid, frightful imagery that I cannot escape from. The dreams are on a continuous loop and I cannot shut the machine off.

If only I could scream.

Ahem.

Vampires at night elusive and dark

Unless they seem to have a nark

Calling up the prince's right hand man

To admonish and ream, threaten and damn

Warning you to be a good girl

When your wings want to unfurl

What will you do when will you break?

When an italian Rossi your thirst does slake....

Wax poetic...

When you're asleep in torpor deep,
Lots of secrets you can keep,
No point of vitae can you partake,
And so your thirst will never slake.
What will happen when you wake?
Will demons off your back you shake?

No one knows but many care
Of when you wake and how you fair,
So ponder this while still abed,
The nightmares twisting in your head.

Sometime soon you shall revive
And we shall see who stays alive.

You have reached...

...the voice mail of Tina Baker. She can't come to the phone right now because she's in TORPOR. Please leave a brief message and she'll be sure to return your call in 2 months time when she can drag her sorry ass out of TORPOR. Or possibly sooner if she's brought out by her regnant to receive a cleansing from the Italian "friends".

Have a nice day.