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    #31
    Re: Holding out for a Hero: Sarah White

    "Mmm.. tastes good doesn't it?" Ember said with a smile, watching Sarah lick up the rest of the blood. "I wish I could have a taste myself, but the rules say it's just for you."

    Ember slumped her shoulders a little with Sarah's scared and confused reaction. She might have sighed if she could. Still, the redhead maintained her loving smile, hopeful that Sarah would be happy. "Don't you remember Sarah? We entwined our bodies and souls. Your body was my chalice, and I gave you eternal life by letting you drink from my own blood. We became kindred spirits right here in this very bed. Oh it was so wonderful, even better than my own sire." It looked like Ember was replaying the experience in her mind as she explained from the dreamy look in her eyes. "Of course, there are still a few things that can kill you, but we'll train you to be strong and wise. We'll overcome those obstacles together."

    Pointing to the chalice, Ember explained what Sarah just did by finishing the initiation. "That yummy cocktail you just drank was a mix of the blood from our elders all over the world, including our own beloved Master Krauss. We even managed to acquire some of the last vestiges of our long lost ancient founders from a thousand years ago. Now that you've drank the vitae of our elders, you're officially a sister of the Tremere clan Sarah. But more importantly, we can be together... just don't tell the Master I said that... hehe."
    Last edited by Ranger Princess; 14th August 2013, 07:29.

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      #32
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      "Err yeah... I guess so...." Sarah brought a hand to her head. It was throbbing more from information overload than anything else now. "I... uhh... are you sure we're vampires?" That, along with a slight whimper were all she could muster. There was still a large doubt in her mind, but sadly the clues were lining up.

      "Err, I don't think I understood what was going on before hand...." This life changing experience oddly made her feel a bit apologetic. Yeah, if all this was true, these people had done quite the number on her... but really, she had gone along with it mostly willingly. It would be pretty bad if she started expressing her misgivings now. Very odd thoughts, she knew, but this was just always how she'd been, more worried about others than herself even at the worst of times. Not to say Sarah was totally unconcerned, but embarrassment was definitely a rather large share of her emotions right now. "But.... what about my job.... what about all that? I can't just abandon all that, can I? I mean, I didn't even leave two weeks notice or anything!"

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        #33
        Re: Holding out for a Hero: Sarah White

        "You haven't gotten used to the changes yet you poor thing. Maybe Auspex was a bad idea. Let me help." Ember waved her hand, muttering a few words Sarah didn't understand. Just like that, the enhanced senses toned down dramatically. Sarah could still hear, see, and smell better than any human, but the senses weren't so overwhelmingly powerful anymore. Losing the higher senses also made it even easier to adapt to the new ones because it made them feel more mundane and natural.

        Ember smiled, squeezing Sarah closer to her in their soft embrace. "You don't have to worry about that job anymore. They'll find another waitress, and you signed on with our family to become more powerful, remember? That boring old life isn't for a special girl like you. Here, I'll let you try something out on your own so you can see. Something very vampiric."

        With that, the redhead slid out of bed, smoothing out her long black dress as she bent down to pick up a dusty old leather bound book from her personal bookshelf. The book was heavy, so big that it made an audible thunk when Ember plopped it down on the bed next to Sarah. It had strange engravings, symbols, and an ancient language on the cover. "You haven't yet chosen a path, so you'll have to read the spell from the book," Ember explained as she flipped through the thick yellow pages. "Ah here it is... the blood sight, the first spell of the path of blood. It's the most common art practiced in our clan, though it doesn't mean it has to be your path. I follow the path of flames, Cinthya the path of transfiguration, and Geoffrey the path of decay, for example."

        Noticing Sarah's confusion, Ember gave Sarah a reassuring smile, the redhead's pretty face always lit up with adoration when she looked upon her childe. "Don't worry about that for now sweetie. We're just practicing. You can come to a decision on your own path in time. For now, you'll have to rely on books and incantations to cast small spells and charms. This particular spell will allow you to detect things about my powers, my generation, and my history just by taking a small taste of my blood. Just place your hand on the book like so," Sarah's sire demonstrated by taking Sarah's hand and placing it palm down on the page. Her own hand pressed down on top of Sarah's hand, stroking it gently. "Then speak the words listed here. It's an ancient German language that was used by our great founders from the Vienna Chantry. Once you do that, you'll feel the blood sight infused in your body for a short time. All you have to do is take a quick bite, and you'll see."

        Looking at the page, Sarah could see the incantation was three short words. Pluot rot ouga.

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          #34
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          "Yeah... but like... people will look for me, or something!" Sarah didn't like to cause trouble, but she knew when people just vanished there was typically an uproar. At least Sarah hoped there would be one if she went missing. If not, that would actually be kinda sad. It was true that she wouldn't exactly miss her old life, but Sarah didn't like loose ends! For the moment she tried to push that frantic feeling to the back of her mind, though, taking the book and trying to focus to call down.

          Sarah was still nervous as she tried to mimic how Ember said to perform the ritual. She was still a bit skeptical, but so far things had gone as the redhead said they would. She raised her eyebrows and looked back and forth between the book and Ember. Sarah would have taken a deep breath, if she needed to breathe, and said the words. "Pluot rot ouga!" She waited for something to happen, idly wondering how long it would take to break old habits like sighing or gasping, if this was the new way her body would work...

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            #35
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            Seeing Sarah so concerned, Ember looked sympathetic, uttering a soft "Awww.." The redhead linked arms with Sarah and pulled her childe close against her side. "We're you're family now sweetie. We take care of each other, and we'll be together forever. If you'd like, I could have a story arranged for the people that might go looking for you if it worries you."

            Ember was watching Sarah eagerly as the young vampire performed the spell, her expression belying just how cute she thought Sarah was when she chanted the incantation. Just as Sarah said the words, she felt a spark of power rush through her. It was a small tingle inside her body like some power was activating within her blood. It started at first right at the tips of her fingers and in her palm where she touched the magical pages of the ancient tome. The small tingles in Sarah's hand quickly rushed up her arm, flooding all over her body until she felt a warm rush all over her cold, vampire form. It was like she was aglow with magic even though she still looked the same. The magic was a part of her, and she was a part of it. They shared the same body, but Sarah could sense the magic was much older than her.

            "Do you feel it?" Ember asked, her green eyes lit up with excitement. "Very good!" Sarah's sire exclaimed upon seeing her reaction. She gave her a pat on the back and then brought her own wrist to her mouth, biting a small wound where a small trickle of crimson began to flow. As soon as Sarah saw the blood, the blonde felt another urge develop inside her. This time it wasn't so much a tingle as a desire, like what she might feel when she saw a chocolate cake. The fact that it came from Ember, who she shared a natural bond with, made it all the more attractive to her. It was hard to imagine there could be such precious blood!

            "The blood sight will be active for a short time, perhaps an hour or so. You'll be able to see things about me when you drink, learn things about my history, my lineage, and my power. Here... taste." Ember's face was lit up with happy excitement as she offered Sarah her bleeding wrist.

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              #36
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              "Yeah... I guess so...." It wasn't like Sarah wasn't excited by the prospect of this new family, she just didn't want to pick up a milk carton and see a picture of herself on the back. For now she would have to be satisfied with Ember's promise. She seemed trustworthy, so Sarah would put it out of her mind. Besides, the new sight was quite the lovely distraction.

              "Mmmmm.... oh.... okay....." Sarah's eyes were fixed as she leaned in, lips carefully pressing around the small wound, sucking softly. Her tongue swirled around, tasting the precious fluid. She almost fell forward, but put a hand on Ember to steady herself as her eyes fluttered slowly. She could definitely get used to this!

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                #37
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                As soon as Sarah bit into Ember's wrist, a soft moan flutter from her sire's lips. Ember's blood tasted nearly as good as the cocktail she had just a little earlier. While not nearly as powerful, it tasted sweeter, like comparing sweet and dry wines. The rush of hunger flooded through Sarah's body just the same too... despite thinking she was already full! This time, instead of just ravenously feeding, Sarah could sense things about Ember. Sarah could tell just how much blood was left in Ember's body, about 90% or so. Ember had just replenished herself by feeding on Sarah after all, but as Sarah kept sucking, she could not only hear her sire continuing to moan, sitting next to her, but she also sensed that Ember's blood power was slowly dropping the more Sarah sucked her blood. Blood that was distilled five generations from the most potent source.

                The really interesting visions came soon after that. One sudden sharp gasp later, Ember slumped gently against Sarah's side, and Sarah felt herself drifting off into a dream like world too. At first, everything was dark. Sarah couldn't see anything at all except the blackness. Gradually, the darkness gave way to the soft orange hue of flames. Sarah found herself in a burning building, but she knew deep down this wasn't really happening but rather a vision from long ago. Whatever building Sarah was in was old, at least one hundred, maybe two hundred years old, and the fire wasn't treating it well.

                Some of the rafters had already crashed to the ground when Sarah noticed a small, orange cat huddling under the night stand. “ARCHIMEDES!” came a sudden cry of desperation from a lithe brunette charging into the room in her nightgown. Sarah realized this was Ember before she became a vampire. Ember kept calling out for Archimedes even as more burning rafters fell from the ceiling. They crashed to the ground, scattering sparks and flames everywhere, but Ember hardly seemed to notice. She kept calling out and searching for her cat until she finally found him.

                Ember bent down on her knees to scoop up the terrified cat, hugging and stroking his fur. “Oh Archimedes, I thought I'd lost you,” said the brunette as she picked up the cat in her arms. Ember turned and tried to run out of the room, but it was too late. The doorway caved in, and they were surrounded by flames. Ember tumbled backwards, falling to the ground. She huddled and sobbed, hugging Archimedes close to her, praying to God for a way out. She got something else entirely. There was a loud swoosh, and a pale man with slick black hair walked through the opening. He was wearing an immaculate black cloak, and when he grinned right at Sarah with his deep red eyes, she knew it was Master Krauss. He swept right past Sarah toward the huddling Ember, helping her up with a gentlemanly gesture only to sink his fangs into her neck in a far less gentlemanly manner. The vision began to fade as Sarah watched the Master take her own sire.

                The next thing Sarah knew, she was gone from the burning old building and back in Ember's bedroom, holding Ember's arm with her hands and tasting her blood. Ember's hair was fiery red yet again, back in her shiny black dress. She was leaning against Sarah's side, fluttering a soft gasp as she turned to look up at Sarah with green eyes full of wonder.

                “Did... did you see anything?”

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                  #38
                  Re: Holding out for a Hero: Sarah White

                  "What.... whoaaaa?!" Sarah shook her head a bit when she pulled back. It didn't feel like getting too drunk, or a bad cold, the other times she might get real dizzy, but her head spun nonetheless. "I did see... I think...." Sarah took a moment to steady herself against Ember again. "Was that one of your memories? Was that how you changed?!" As it all sunk in Sarah got a bit excited about what she saw. She didn't know if there were any codes about what was shared, but she felt something like that was probably a pretty intimate moment! The weird sensation was fading, and Sarah bet with practice she would learn to not be so disoriented.

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                    #39
                    Re: Holding out for a Hero: Sarah White

                    "..Hehe.." Ember giggled, curling up her soft body against Sarah's side. The redhead looked at her bleeding wrist and smiled. "You have to lick it to close the wound... if you're done that is..."

                    If she could, Ember would have blushed brightly, but she still managed to look pretty embarrassed, but whether from her bleeding wrist or from Sarah's questions, was unclear.

                    "I... I don't control what you see when you use that spell." Ember looked thoughtful, her fiery red hair falling down her pale shoulders in soft curls as she sat up a little bit. Sarah's sire pressed her hand to her chest and beamed at her childe. "You saw me... as a human? That's... wow... Maybe we're kindred spirits!"

                    "Oh Sarah..." Ember cooed, pulling Sarah down on the bed and snuggling up against her side. She rested her head on Sarah's shoulder, wrapping an arm about Sarah's torso. The soft fabric of her dress draped over Sarah's lower body like a summer blanket. Sarah might have noticed too that Ember's body felt warm... which was a little weird considering she was undead.

                    "The others will be waiting for us to do your Thaumaturgy initiation... but I wanna stay here with you... What do you wanna do?"

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                      #40
                      Re: Holding out for a Hero: Sarah White

                      Yeah..." Sarah quickly did so, her body wanting to blush as well from residual reflexes, though her mind was too busy to notice, and it wasn't as if she was looking in a mirror for the missing reaction anyway. "Yeah, and Master Krauss was there too...." Sarah paused for a moment, then giggled. "I'm sure you'd rather tell me all about that yourself sometime..."

                      At least for the moment Sarah was more relaxed. There was still much to do, though. "Hmmmm... well, I'd like to rest too, but I don't like to keep people waiting either. I guess... if the urban legends have any truth at all, we have plenty of time. I guess we'll have time to relax later..."

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                        #41
                        Re: Holding out for a Hero: Sarah White

                        "Of course! Nicholai is so wonderful isn't he?" Ember practically beamed when Sarah laughed. She pressed close to Sarah and giggled with her. She kept laughing a little while longer, a little bit too long, as if she was slightly awkward or maybe trying too hard to make Sarah like her.

                        Ember's mood soured abruptly, however, when Sarah indicated her desire to go to the Thaumaturgy initiation. Her lips curled down into a jealous frown. A hint of darkness even passed through her green eyes before vanishing without a trace.

                        "We do have all the time in the world, yes...but I want to spend as much of it with you as we can." Ember pouted, then paused and forced out a sigh. "I suppose you're right. We can't ignore our duty forever. Initiation is an important day for a young Tremere after all... Oh silly me. You must have so many questions! Don't be afraid to ask sweetie."

                        Ember took Sarah's hand, leading Sarah out of her room at a snail's pace.

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                          #42
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                          Sarah half-frowned as Ember did so. "Well I'm just thinking I'm the newbie! If we're late, I think I'd be the one blamed even if you were tempting me." She wagged her finger and giggled, to show that she was sympathetic, really. "I don't know everyone well enough to really know... like, what they expect of me, and all that. I mean, yeah, normally, I'd say bumbling along as I was and guided this way I should be cut a little slack or something, but at the same time this definitely feels like a big honor! I just don't want to let anyone down." Sarah had let herself get a little worked up, then slouched a bit after letting it out, but she wasn't in a bad mood.

                          "Don't worry, I know exactly who to come to for any questions." She winked at Ember, in a 'I'm talking about YOU' fashion. "Besides, I'm sure the Master is rather busy most of the time, I don't want to bother him with either trivial questions or other faux pas I might make..." Sarah leaned on Ember a bit playfully as she was led, partially trying to coax Ember to go faster, but also letting her know that it wasn't like she was trying to abandon the redhead for the other family members right away or anything.

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                            #43
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                            "Oh, you are right of course..." Ember said with a shy smile, looking embarrassed. "I guess I forgot how nervous it can be starting out in a new world. You know, I have been kindred for 132 years, and you are my very first childe? I just want everything to be perfect."

                            Ember led Sarah through the long winding hallways of the Tremere chantry. Red carpets stretched across the hard wood floor, and portraits of old fashioned but eccentric looking men and women lined the hall. Some were even doing feats of magic or making otherwise silly poses, apparently taking themselves too seriously... or not enough.

                            "Oh yes, the Master can be very busy," Ember quickly agreed when Sarah implied she should bring her trivial matters to her instead. "Definitely bring all those questions to me. I can answer anything!"

                            Just as Ember was saying that, the pair of Tremere women walked out into what appeared to be an old fashioned ballroom. The furniture had been taken out, however. All except a chandelier in the center and a great grand father clock that must have stood about ten feet tall at the wall. In front of the clock stood a man that Sarah didn't recognize. No sooner did he turn around and the great clock chimed throughout the room... Bong...Bong...Bong.

                            The man looked surprised when he saw Sarah and Ember but smiled. He was tall and thin with neatly trimmed and parted brown hair and equally neat clothes. He spread his arms warmly in greeting as he approached the pair of women.

                            "Ember, you didn't tell me our new sister was such a lovely young lady. I don't believe we've met. I am James, at your service mi'lady."

                            Ember rolled her eyes a bit as James bowed politely. "I did. You were just too busy with your gadgets to notice." Ember smiled ruefully to Sarah. "James is our resident tinker."

                            "I would hardly call what I do tinkering," James replied with his distinctive English accent. "I specialize in the Art of Technomancy. It is not the same."

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                              #44
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                              Sarah looked curiously around, trying to get a feel for the layout as they made their way through the halls. There was just so much to take in, though, Sarah doubted she would remember much of anything, such was the rush of the new exciting experience. The ballroom was especially overwhelming, but it had one feature that was quite fixating, James.

                              "Hehe, why hello there." Sarah might have blushed, had blood still flowed within her as it did in normal humans. He was quite charming, and she was a bit susceptible to such charms right now. "Technomancy? That sounds cool. Like something from one of those movies that is a little out of left field." Perhaps not the brightest thing to say, but the rush of feelings was making her giddy. She countered with a bit of an awkward smile, hoping James would not take offense at what might be a slight to his discipline. It wasn't something she'd ever imagined as existing, so it wasn't like she actually had any intelligent comment on the matter anyway. She might be able to make a stab at the other forms of "magic", but no doubt true practitioners would quickly tire of her pop culture references. They were exactly the sort of questions she should probably bring to Ember first...

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