Its All in the Eyes ~ Vampiric/Human Society

[Alpha*]

"I AM the king, so unless you dont value your skin Terrance, Antonio, get out of our way." Morag says.

Abel drops his hand, offers another smile and looks to Ace, "She's your daughter Ace." he reminds.

[xxshadowluvxx]

Aela: She looked over at the two vampires with her eyebrow raised. She shook her head and looked back at Abel "Well, I suppose I should leave you all" she said, dipping her head to the three "I shall be on my way" she said and stepped back.

[Cynical Rage]

(Recap? Sorry i haven't been on much. I have been having family issues)

[RoyalInTheDark]

Terrance glares right up at Morag, almost hissing under her breath. "You are NOT the king, no matter if you killed Horet. His daughter Elena is the heir. Unless you've somehow married her while we've been chatting you have no claim on the crown." She snaps, baring her teeth slightly.

Acelline raises her eyebrows as response, glancing at Terrance then back at Abel. "You sure about that?" She asks under her breath, looking back at her daughter again curiously.

[Well, do you remember what was going on when you left off?]

[Alpha*]

"By Vampiric Law the oldest vampire is king. And besides, Elena is far too young." Morag replies.

"Quite." answers Abel. He smiles at the girl, and nods.

[xxshadowluvxx]

Aela: She nodded her head and turned her back to the three. She began to walk again, still slightly frustrated, but she tried to hide it. She gently stuffed her hands into her coat pockets, thinking.

[RoyalInTheDark]

"Actually, it happens to say the oldest MONTCLAIR vampire is our leader. I'm sure we could find someone who has memorized it to the letter if you want to refresh on your knowledge of our laws, old timer." Terrance says mockingly, batting her eyelashes with false apology. She wasn't going to stand down to such a weak argument from someone she'd been practically trained from a young age to hate. "Now, go... unless you have anything else pathetic to say?"

"Of all the things to forget..." Acelline mutters under her breath, glancing at her daughter again before brushing her hair away from her face again. She wasn't going to poke at the subject anymore with the tension building in the air.

[Alpha*]

"Go read Horet's will." says Morag simply. "I was made king upon his death sweety." his sugar-like tone is all kindness. He knows he is right.

Abel shifts slightly.

[RoyalInTheDark]

"We won't know until the council reads through it and distributes everything the way its supposed to be distributed." Terrance says evenly, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "Until then, you are simply a lord who has to obey vampiric law. Our king has been murdered and everyone on this floor is commanded by the council to report to the dead king's chambers. Unless you'd like to go against the council themselves, you do as they command and go. You say one more thing and I am permitted to use whatever means I deem fit to exercise said command." She says, speaking as one would to a small child so they could understand.

"Might as well do as she says, Mor. We aren't getting any younger standing around arguing with her." Acelline says, glancing between her daughter and Morag.

[Alpha*]

Morag shrugs, "You know she gets her stubborn arguementativeness from you." he says leading the way back to the former kings rooms.

Abel bows to Terrance and then Antonio and smiles slightly. "Pleasure to meet you both."