Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor (Revamp)(Accepting)

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 12|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags:Nimbus
Suddenly the scource of the sound made itself evident to boy as he finally was by the bed. A black cat, How did a cat get in.... No sooner had he thought this, the cat opened it's mouth a spoke! It spoke to him. That's when it started to sink into the tired boy's mind. In mere seconds, he had his eyes instantly on the floor and his mouth felt incredibley dry. Slowly croaking out,"I-I'm sorry sir, I must have entered into the wrong room." A slight twitch came from behind him as his tail flicked in annoyance with himself. "I-I'll just leave you alone once more, I do apologize."

[Bamf]

{

Nikolai | ♂ | Water Spirit
Gardener | Woods
Xzavier

}

Nix exchanged a few glances with the nephilim as they trekked deeper into the woods. They'd have to be careful not to go too far in and get lost. "It feels like there's.. a presence. I wouldn't be surprised if this place was dripping with fae, since this area is a hotspot for the supernatural but we should still exercise caution." he played it off but it still worried him, he knew first hand how extreme fae took their trickery; to them stealing a baby and turning it into a goblin or cutting off your ears was all within good fun. The quicker they could get in and out the better.

[MacabreSmile]

Prince of the Damned|LeMarc|Head Butler|Half-Demon|Tagged: Petite Vampyre

LeMarc is barely a few steps down the hall when he begins to hear the calls of Mikazuki Stoker. He stops still and turns, following her voice. "Mademoiselle Stoker?" He calls back. "Are you look for your uncle? I was on my way to receive him. Or is there something I can help you wit- Ah, I see." Catching sight of the young vampire with her hair down, he knows exactly what she wants. This is to be expected.

LeMarc is not known for being to kind to others, and certainly this animosity expands to children. They are difficult to predict and often rude. However, Mikazuki is a Stoker and therefore his main priority and therefore is treated with a level of respect. Her being older beyond her appearance helps somewhat, too. To him, she deserves the level of respect of a young lady. "Shall I accompany you to your room and assist you with your hair?" He offers politely.

Resident Scholar|Franz Joseph|Attic Hermit|Vampire|Tagged: Arthritis

A lot of questions for a very confused man. He wonders how his new subject knows of the death trials of the experimentation. Of course, they had not such an accident in a long while. Not since...Hmm..."Time is an illusion, as is death. Constructs. We are all constant." He responds, though to what is questionable. Franz Joseph cranes his head to look at the curtains, though finds confusion for to his eyes they are not thick, and velvet, but thin, gauzy, and lace. They cast shadows of light on the floors and walls, and blow in an unseen breeze...

He shakes his head. Perhaps velvet does not mean the same to him as it does to the stranger. He does not even consider that his eyes could be incorrect. He does not understand that there are places in this building where he sees wood, and everyone else sees marble. There is a disconnect he cannot reach. Still, he speaks with that friendly, analytical tone of his, still pointing the way to his lab, but accepting that his test subject is distracted. It does not matter what matters to him. the mental state of the subject was just as important as the physical.

"I haven't the head for fine things. You'd have to ask Cordelia for questions of drapery and all things fancy and beautiful. 'Tis her expertise. Though I do not believe the structure of this building would support large staircases. The foundation is actually quite weak, and the paths among the walls do not suggest there is room. I, however, do not claim to know all the world's secrets." He stairs down at the floor from his new position flopped over the man's shoulder, accepting his new state life as a confused cat. "You are very large..." Franz murmurs absently.

Lady of the Lake|Eadgyd|Edith|Homeless|Kelpie|Tagged: Horse!!!

The kelpie's eyes glow bright and bioluminescent under the lake as she senses a living being wandering into her domain. She floats to the surface, humming still as she blinks her eyes through the water to gaze at what has approached.
Oh! A horse!
She smiles with all her white and pointy teeth and twirls in delight. A new horse, too! Which means a horse that has yet to meet her. Perhaps she knows something? And of course, with horses came riders, and with riders came prey. Not that Eadgyd still hunted humans and dragged them to drown, or cursed then for eternity. No, they served a much better purpose. An entertaining and helpful one.

She stops her celebrating and propels herself to the end of the lake, breaking the surface among a forest of reeds form where she can clearly see the horse on the other side of the lake. With a mischievous giggle, Eadgyd steps out of the water. Instead of two bare, human feet, though, four large hooves find their way onto the land. Out of the water steps a noticeably wild chestnut mare, unbridled and untamed, with a mane far too long and unkempt. She is no a bäckahäst like they speak of in those Germanic places; she is not pure and beautiful, and she knows it. But she is more clever than a drowning horse, and more versatile than the average Neck. She shakes her mane of water and makes her way over to the mystery horse, nudging her nose towards the stranger's so they may say hello. She is rather forward in her excitement, not at all letting herself show apprehension or shyness. A genuinely friendly bog horse.

[Winchester's Wolf]

𝔉

acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | Bi-None | tags; xxx
─────────────────────────────────────
xxxxxxxx

He flinched once Lark gave him a pat on the shoulder. Eck, human filth touched me- welp, it's time to get this coat washed anyway...I'll do that later, he thought, not paying attention to the fact that Lark had left the room. He snapped back to reality, realizing now that he was indeed alone in the interview room The distraction of human filth lingering on his shoulder was a little bit haunting...Maybe he should hunt this possible non-human down?..That would be a negative. A huge one. No way he was going to hunt some creature down, which turns out to be human. The last thing he needs was more unholy human interaction. Why did he hate humans so bad? Fal brought his hands up to his face and rubbed his temples, not wanting to do this, even though he wasn't told to do so. Maybe he'll just head out himself and get a few things. Like...something. Facilier huffed before turning around and headed out of the interview room, ignoring those who he passed by.

He traveled down the stairs before heading to one of the many exits as exiting out through the main door didn't seem suspicious at all. Once Faciler was out of the manor, he headed over towards the front gates, wondering if anybody is going to notice that he's gone. Probably no one.

---

He went to town. That's the only thing he could do. Be surrounded by more filthy humans. Maybe he should stop, as he was disguised as one himself to blend in more. He hasn't really been himself after when he met little lambchop, but he'll do whatever it takes to ensure Mary's safety. Sighing, he wandered around, soon to stumble across a commotion at one of the clothing shops. A large crowd surrounded the store, I wondered what happened...?. Without further hesitation, Faciler walked across the street and joined the crowd.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

𝔐

ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Arc
────────────────────────────────────
xxxxxxxx

Mary followed after Arc, admiring the many wares of what the store offered. But he made sure that he didn't get too distracted, otherwise, he would get into some accidental mischief. Which didn't end all that well. He continued to follow after Arc, but soon to stop when he stopped, looking for something. Honestly, he would help if he knew what he was looking for as for some sort of 'thank-you-for-helping-me-and-tolerating-me'. What does tolerate mean? Mary stood there but soon snapped back to reality once Arc offered to buy him something from the candy wall, something that he was all too familiar with. He turned around and stared at the wall before shaking his head, surprisingly not interested in getting a treat this time, "No...Thank you thoughh~". Mary turned back around, a slight smile on his face, holding the rose gently in his hand.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

𝔈

verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; Valac
────────────────────────────────────
xxxxxxxx

She flinched when Val said that he didn't want her fur getting stuck in the drain of his humany bathtub. How dare he? Everest sat down on the front porch and pouted, offended on what he said. She shouldn't be, but it was fun to guilt-trip people, right?...It wouldn't work on someone like Valac, no, but it was worth a shot.

She huffed when Valac came back out with the necessary supplies. Can fallen angels like him be any ruder? she thought as she got up grumpily, slowly making her way to the brook. But she soon stopped halfway, getting a small idea. A grin came across her face as she slowly backed up, laughing evilly, "Okay Valac,". Everest stopped before darting towards the fallen angel that was acting like an old woman when her children got in trouble. She jumped, full on tackling Valac. What? If you were going to bring her down, it was best for her to bring you down with her. It's fair game.

[r0adkill]

╔═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╗

𝑋𝑧𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑙

Nephilim|Bi Male|Appears 20
Stablehand
Location: Woods
Tags: Nikolai

╚═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╝

Xzavier subconsciously moved closer to Nikolai, his words worrying him. "I do hope Mona will be alright..." He looked around, feeling a nervous twist in his gut. Yes, he was a nephilim but he was wingless which made his species practically useless. The scars where his wings once were ached, wanting nothing more than to fly himself out of this forest.

"Let's hurry," He suggested, picking up his pace as they went. He noticed the ground beginning to resemble more of a mud rather than the dirt that it had originally been. "D-Do you think there might be a lake near by?" He asked, looking down to see the hoof prints in the mud. He'd have to give Mona yet another bath now. Xzavier froze as he heard a loud neigh. "That has to be her!" He gasped, looking up at Nikolai.

╔═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╗

𝑀𝑜𝓃𝒶

Gypsy Vanner|Female|5
Manor Animal
Location: Eadgyd's Lake
Tags: Eadgyd

╚═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╝

Mona pawed nervously at the ground but she eventually rubbed her soft pink nose against the other mares. Mona herself was a bit bulkier due to her breed and she was definitely better groomed than this horse. She wondered if Xzavier would try to help her new horsey friend. The gypsy vanner pulled away a little to move closer to the lake, dropping her head and taking a long gulp of the water. She had been running quite a bit so the cool of the water was welcome as she waded in a bit further. She neighed a little, tossing her head to invite her chestnut friend into the cool of the lake. Little did she know that her new friend was essentially one with the lake.

╔═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╗

𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑐

Fallen angel|Male|Appears 12
Townsfolk
Location: Valac's Cottage
Tags: Everest Lysandre

╚═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╝

Valac screamed in shock, his yell of surprise quickly becoming a fit of giggles. "Eugh! Now I'm gonna need a bath too..." He grumbled, sitting up and glaring at the wolf. He didn't have any real anger but he made sure to shoot Everest a glare as he noticed the bloody, muddy, paw prints on his white shirt. The fallen angel huffed and shook his head before pouring a cup of water over the wolf without a warning.

"Now I don't feel even the least bit bad," He said, glaring playfully as he scrubbed soap into the thick black fur. The water around them began to turn a murky, brownish red color. "See? You're filthy," He said, wrinkling his nose at the dirty water as he scratched around Everest's ears, making sure to bathe her properly. "Plus, it'll be nice to be clean and full for once, now wouldn't it?" He said with a teasing smirk.

╔═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╗

𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑧𝑢𝑘𝑖 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑟

Vampire|Female|Appears 9
Stoker Family Member
Location: Hallway
Tags: LeMarc

╚═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╝

Mikazuki perked up at the sound of LeMarc's voice, turning towards the sound and giving a friendly smile. "Hi LeMarc!" She called cheerfully, walking toward where she heard the voice, accidentally running into the man. "Oh, oops.." She stepped back, pushing her hair behind her small shoulders. The young vampiress nodded at LeMarc's question, figuring that she could use the demon to help her find her uncle.

"Yes please, it would be greatly appreciated," She said, beaming up at the demon butler. "May I hold onto your arm?" She asked LeMarc, knowing that her uncles butler wasn't too fond of others. When she was younger her uncle made sure to inform her of this, though they both knew that LeMarc wouldn't deny her due to the fact that she was indeed a Stoker. But still, she knew he would appreciate the polite inquiry rather than her grabbing at him without permission. After all, manners were everything.

[Bamf]

{

Nikolai | ♂ | Water Spirit
Gardener | Lake
Xzavier + Mona +Eadgyd

}

A horse by water was rarely a good thing, he agreed they'd best make haste. "Hold your breath." he said pulling an arm around Zav', disolving into water and jetting forward towards the lake with the Nephilim in tow; reforming a few meters from the bank and leaving them both absolutely drenched and a bit disoriented. [/quote]

[MacabreSmile]

Prince of the Damned|LeMarc|Head Butler|Half-Demon|Tagged: Petite Vampyre

LeMarc wants to be angry when Mikazuki runs into him, but she is blind and a certain amount of leniency is certainly allowed when you have no depth perception. Besides, she apologised. So the half-demon butler bites back a rude remark and instead returns her politeness, as he should.
"Of course, Mademoiselle." LeMarc lets the small vampire put her hand on his arm before he leads her back to her room. See, this is what he mean about respect. People are tolerable when they understand manners and courtesy, and that means he respects them. Idiots and incompetence do not bring the same extent of kindness...Well, whatever LeMarc believes is kindness. Most would not exactly agree with him.

Granted, were this not practically routine in the day to day schedule, he would mostly consider this entire exchange a major annoyance.

Resident Scholar|Franz Joseph|Attic Hermit|Vampire|Tagged: Arthritis

A lot of questions for a very confused man. He wonders how his new subject knows of the death trials of the experimentation. Of course, they had not such an accident in a long while. Not since...Hmm..."Time is an illusion, as is death. Constructs. We are all constant." He responds, though to what is questionable. Franz Joseph cranes his head to look at the curtains, though finds confusion for to his eyes they are not thick, and velvet, but thin, gauzy, and lace. They cast shadows of light on the floors and walls, and blow in an unseen breeze...

He shakes his head. Perhaps velvet does not mean the same to him as it does to the stranger. He does not even consider that his eyes could be incorrect. He does not understand that there are places in this building where he sees wood, and everyone else sees marble. There is a disconnect he cannot reach. Still, he speaks with that friendly, analytical tone of his, still pointing the way to his lab, but accepting that his test subject is distracted. It does not matter what matters to him. the mental state of the subject was just as important as the physical.

"I haven't the head for fine things. You'd have to ask Cordelia for questions of drapery and all things fancy and beautiful. 'Tis her expertise. Though I do not believe the structure of this building would support large staircases. The foundation is actually quite weak, and the paths among the walls do not suggest there is room. I, however, do not claim to know all the world's secrets." He stairs down at the floor from his new position flopped over the man's shoulder, accepting his new state life as a confused cat. "You are very large..." Franz murmurs absently.

Lady of the Lake|Eadgyd|Edith|Homeless|Kelpie|Tagged: HORSE FRIENDS!!!

Eadgyd happily follows her new horse friend into the water, content to dip her nose in the lake and splash water about.
It had been a long time since she got to play horse with another horse. Not since she got caught at that stupid vampire manor and was chased off the premises by a man with holding a fire poker. She didn't know this horse from Crescentmoon, though, meaning she was either a town horse or new to the manor. Either way...Horse friend!

Then of course there's suddenly something else in her lake and she can feel it like the intrusion that it is. Like something crawling under her skin, hot and sharp she knows and she hates it. It is then that she sees the figures surfacing the water and naturally responses with the anger of a wild bog horse that doesn't take kindly to her territory being breached. She rears back and neighs loudly in warning before stepping in front of this new horse friend. in a way that almost seems protective if it wasn't mostly a dangerous threat to the others.

[r0adkill]

╔═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╗

𝑋𝑧𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑙

Nephilim|Bi Male|Appears 20
Stablehand
Location: Woods
Tags: Nikolai, Eadgyd, Mona

╚═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╝

Xzavier swayed on his feet, disoriented and confused. "Wh- You said you didn't have any special powers!" He blurted out, head still spinning with confusion. The nephilim blinked his eyes a few times until he saw his beloved Mona, standing with her head tilted curiously. He almost rushed forward before realizing that his horse had made a friend. And that her friend didn't seem too happy.

"Whoaa girl, it's okay," he cooed softly to the chestnut mare as he slowly approached her with his hands held up. "We're not here to hurt you," He said gently, making sure that he was coming off as nonthreatening. He wondered if he could manage to get a rope around the unknown horses neck.

╔═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╗

𝑀𝑜𝓃𝒶

Gypsy Vanner|Female|5
Manor Animal
Location: Eadgyd's Lake
Tags: Eadgyd, Xzavier, Nikolai

╚═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╝

Mona whinnied excitedly, tossing water up with her nose and shaking her head. She was thrilled to have found a horse friend while on her venture into the woods and she wondered if they would meet again. He head snapped up as she heard the disruption from Nikolai and- Xzavier!

The gypsy vanner stomped her feet excitedly and neighed at her owner, beginning to trot over before Eadgyd protective form came in front of her. Mona tipped her head in confusion as she watched her friend neigh and rear up, kicking at the air with her front hooves. Unsure of what the other mare was doing, Mona stayed in place.

╔═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╗

𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑐

Fallen angel|Male|Appears 12
Townsfolk
Location: Valac's Cottage
Tags: Everest Lysandre

╚═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╝

Valac screamed in shock, his yell of surprise quickly becoming a fit of giggles. "Eugh! Now I'm gonna need a bath too..." He grumbled, sitting up and glaring at the wolf. He didn't have any real anger but he made sure to shoot Everest a glare as he noticed the bloody, muddy, paw prints on his white shirt. The fallen angel huffed and shook his head before pouring a cup of water over the wolf without a warning.

"Now I don't feel even the least bit bad," He said, glaring playfully as he scrubbed soap into the thick black fur. The water around them began to turn a murky, brownish red color. "See? You're filthy," He said, wrinkling his nose at the dirty water as he scratched around Everest's ears, making sure to bathe her properly. "Plus, it'll be nice to be clean and full for once, now wouldn't it?" He said with a teasing smirk.

╔═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╗

𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑧𝑢𝑘𝑖 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑟

Vampire|Female|Appears 9
Stoker Family Member
Location: Hallway
Tags: LeMarc

╚═══*.·:·.☽ ✦ ☾.·:·.*═══╝

The young vampiress smiled as she took a hold of LeMarc's arm, letting him lead her through the halls. She appreciated the butlers patience with her, knowing that he didn't take kindly towards others. "It's very much appreciated," She told him, walking with more ease now that she had someone to guide her. She could navigate the manor fairly well but there was always the risk of things being moved or objects obstructing her path. She's tripped and fallen enough times to know that her surroundings do change, even when she tries her best to memorize it all.

She knows she's told LeMarc to call her by her name many times but at this point, she's decided to let the demon call her whatever he'd like. It was a pointless argument though, the demon was a stickler for following the rules. Especially when it came to the Stoker family. Or at least, anyone in the Stoker family other than her uncle. "If you're unsure of uncle Lark's whereabouts, I'm sure that today must be an off day," She said with a smile, staring blankly as they walked. She knew that her uncle and his butler were adamant about following their tight schedule. Something must have gone wrong early on as her antics were normally the main distraction but this was the first she'd seen either of them today.

[doc .]

xxx──xxxxxxxxxxxxxx───━────┐
xxxＡＲＣ_ ＨＥＩＬＢＵＲＧ
xxx━━━━━━ Ludwig ━━━━━━ xX
xxxHe/Him - Human - 18 yrs - tags: Mary
└──────━─xxxxxxxxxxxxxx──

Arc sat there and waited for the kid to pick something. Really he wasn't used to doing this on the norm but he figured this one time thing could do them both well.
But apparently Mary didn't really want anything and his smile faded a bit. He wasn't discouraged but surely knowing better than to ask again.
"Alright.." he muttered and leaned over to take a package of gummy bears from the wall, moving off to go pay for what they had.
The boy took their cart for the checkout and promptly had everything on the belt. Almost everything, he looked over and pointed to the rose Mary had before pointing to the belt, wanting him to put it on there.
While the cashier rang everything up he pulled out some cash to give to them while they bagged it all and gave the rose a special little protective bag for Mary to carry it in
They were done within a few minutes and Arc was carrying his bags in his hands
"Ready to go?" he called to Mary
"Vant me to take you home now? Or vaht? Vhere should ve go now?" he asked while starting for the door
x

xxx──xxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────┐
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxＭＩＳＨＫＡ _
xxx━━━━━━━Khabarovski━━━━━━ xX
xxxHe/Him - Townsfolk - 28 yrs - tags:Wendy
└──────────xxxxxxxxxxxxxx──

Mishka was walking for a good while, not really noticing what was going on behind him. He was thinking about how his family was doing at home, hoping they were doing well and living the best life they could. He was sure his sisters missed him.. probably a lot. He missed them a whole lot and that was the absolute truth.
He rumbled softly to himself, exhaling and rubbing his face before hearing a tiny voice behind him call out. This caught his attention, and slowed his walking to turn and face whomever had been speaking.
A blonde haired woman with a dog that looked attention deprived. Poor dog, probably doesn't get its daily dose of pettings each day. His expression softened a little and he actually offered a little smile down at the mutt
"Hm. What very dangerous looking creature." he said aloud in his deep Russian voice, a thick accent accompanying his words while he stopped walking completely and bent over a little bit to hold his hand out to the dog
"Might bite hand off if not careful."
He was joking the entire time, but since he didn't joke all that often, to one who wasn't too keen on jokes either, would've sounded completely serious.
"Vhat is name of dog?" he asked while trying to reach out and pet the dog's head
x

[Bamf]

{

Nikolai | ♂ | Water Spirit
Gardener | Lake
Xzavier + Mona +Eadgyd

}

Nix blinked a couple of times and looked between the unkempt mare, Mona and Xzavier "I didn't think that counted as powers." his voice trailed off as he made eye contact with what was so obviously a kelpie of some sort. Well maybe not to everyone else but fae and spirits had a sort of resonance with one another. He narrowed his eyes as the kelpie reared up, he was unsure what to say, it seemed it had no plans to eat the horse yet but he didn't want to take the chance. He didn't want to let Zav' down.

He watched cautiously as Xzavier approached panicking with every step closer. Okay that's far enough this isn't going to end well. The last thing he need was a potential boyfriend dragged to the bottom of the lake as a crunchy horse snack. He stepped forward pulling the nephilim behind him, he ment well but he was in over his head. "Give us back the horse and let us leave unscathed and I'll give you a secret from an old Kievan Rus'ki wiccan about how the Russian monachs died, come on you love gossip don't deny it. We just want to get back as quick as possible, we meant no offense." it was a pretty big gamble to assume the kelpie was even the sort interested in that sort of thing and wasn't just going to snap her jaws around his face.