From Shadows

Dalvrick: Born in 1450, turned into a vampire in 1468. FC: Craig Horner Klaus Dietrich: A young vampire who has been adopted as Nijah's son. FC: Tom Holland Writer is 30+ and has 12+ years of RP experience. Follows back from anktank-rp-main

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"You're the one who wanted to feed before you painted because you said it'd help you focus." Olivia shot back at him. But she laid still, letting him just work his magic on the canvas. She knew that Rick was an artist, and his paintings were magnificent. It was one of the many reasons she loved this man. She sighed in defeat, knowing she'd just have to take care of herself later. "I understand. I just wish you would've taken care of me so I could've really stayed still."

[dalvrickgeirheim]

"Can't. The piece needs you to be impassioned. Or if I had hired a model in your place, for her or him to be a good actor for the scene. And the focus? I meant it would get me focused on the piece, not because I needed it to focus." He continued to fill in the tones he needed for the base. "And it's not like I'll leave you like that. And even if I did, the euphoria only lasts for about ten minutes on its own."

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"Olivia, stop squirming please. We have maybe 5 minutes of perfect lighting and I need to catch the main colors before the sunrise washes out the color gradients I want."

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Olivia whined a little, shaking her head. "You're really a jerk." She pointed out, trying to stay still. Rick had just fed off of her, which she had gotten used to. The problem was whenever he fed off her she wanted him, the euphoria she felt always putting her in the mood. But he wasn't having it as he focused on his work. "I'm not letting you feed off me ever again."

[dalvrickgeirheim]

She'd watch Dalvrick roll his eyes at her claim she made. "Just bear with it. And how am I the jerk exactly? You were the one who wanted to model for this piece knowing full well what it'd entail." He quickly mixed colors together to catch her in her currently disheveled morning state along with a few pictures to reference later, a useful process minus the deadness of a still picture, something her hated immensely, prefering to paint things while they were still fresh. "If you think this is being a jerk now, you'd never survive the hours these modelling paintings took before the camera."

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"Olivia, stop squirming please. We have maybe 5 minutes of perfect lighting and I need to catch the main colors before the sunrise washes out the color gradients I want."

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Will be on to do replies and things shortly. If you’d like to plot something with a character from the sideblogs, hit up my DMs. If you’d like a starter like this post. Got the writing bug, so I will use it one way or the other today. After I take my medicine.

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“Oh wow, that looks great Dalvrick!” Aislin gasped in awe after speaking, seeing the in-progress restoration he’d been working on. “It was work, no new projects yet,” she confessed with a casual shrug and a smile, “leaves me time to do personal projects of interest,” she then beamed, taking a notebook out of her bag and showing him the page that she had a marker pressed on. “It’s supposedly a lost War of the Roses era English tapestry, and I’m petitioning to be on the team for analyzing it,” she explained.

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"Helps when you can know how to make pigments that are no longer in circulation from memory. Though I did still have to change a few formulations since some of the original additives were let go of for good reason." Dalvrick cleaned off his brush and hands before taking a break to take the time to read over her notes. He'd nod here and there before he handed it back to her.

"Well, English art isn't exactly my forte. I was busy growing up and learning the family merchant trade during the part I was alive during. But I was also in Germany and Italy during that time, so it wasn't exactly a focus or anything we'd have heard of at the time. But I do hope you get to be on the team since you're this excited about it."

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Poppy was already feeling ridiculous for entertaining the idea of coming back here, especially since Dalvrick was involved. She had done her best to avoid him since their fateful encounter, keeping it more out of sight and out of mind. Poppy had pretty much forced herself to not think about the night she'd been turned, it wasn't a very pleasant memory for her and had really put a strain on the relationship that Poppy and Dalvrick had. She's met others in her long years of life who have better stories of their turning, of the gentle nature of their sire. Poppy's reads more like a horror story when she tells it so she's learned to mostly keep it to herself. Plus the topic doesn't come up that often.

She rolled her eyes dramatically before joining him in the kitchen. She hated when Dalvrick was right, and of course he often was. Poppy mumbled something under her breath as she grabbed a bag from his fridge, opening the port so she could drink from it. She'd downed about a quarter of the bag before glaring at him. "Okay first of all I definitely think you could have chosen not to turn me that night. Second of all I am in no way worried about you controlling me." She was lying, she'd even considered that was how she got here, by him simply manipulating her. Once again she rolled her eyes in response to him but deep down she knew he was right. She couldn't risk going out during the day and she had yet to adapt to sun resistance. "Alright fine, I don't have any impending plans anyway." She mumbled as she downed the rest of her bag.

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"It wasn't a choice. You've been lucky that you never had to deal with frenzying. Something I clearly didn't pass on to you. Plus, we were courting up until that moment, you being one of the few things that were the only lights in the darkness of that time for me. Why would I force someone I deeply cared for to become a vampire? Why would I wish to curse yet another person with what I was forced to be by the witch who created me?"

"Frenzy feels like sleep paralysis, but instead of not being able to move, the YOU that is normally there is struggling to think and move through your bloodlust. Each movement is yours physically, but not mentally. There were times before I learned to control it where I was conscious, others where I was stuck in a body that moved on subconscious command, and others where I barely kept myself from falling beneath the inner beasts impulses. And it didn't help that I was also severely injured and suffering from silver nitrate poisoning. By the time I realized it was you, you'd stopped screaming and struggling. The only conscious decision I got to make was to check for a pulse and beg you to wake up."

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muse: kennedy lowell, mid-late twenties, human

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plot: kennedy is on a rare night out and she finds herself charmed by your character, completely unaware that they are a vampire <3

"i'm sorry," she murmurs, leaning against the bar. her lips are still stained from her last dirty shirley temple. she brushes a strand of auburn hair out of her face. "i never do this-" kennedy says, the liqour in her veins making her thoughts less filtered. "but i think you're really cute, an' i'm wondering if you wanna go home with me."

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Dalvrick looked the young woman who’d clearly had too much to drink over. He’d honestly not even planned on hunting tonight. Just a drink at the bar before he headed back to the hotel he was staying at while on his most recent gallery show tour. But some companionship and possibly a snack freely offering itself? He was a gentleman, but not that much of a gentleman.

“Well, you do make a tempting offer, miss. But I make a habit of never going home with strangers. But if I got a name to go with the pretty face, I’d be happy to oblige. My name’s Dalvrick and what’s yours?”

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Giving FCs to NPCS around Dalvrick

Dalvrick:

Vevila Gray, his dhampir daughter (1895-Current, appears to be in her 20s). Used to live with her father in Venice during summer and her mother and stepfather the rest of the year until adulthood. Visits her father maybe once a year if she feels like leaving the London area except for a short period during the 1970s. He’s usually the one to visit her while abroad on Gallery Show Tours, not the other way around. If she does visit, she usually spends very little time in the apartment. She finds it awkward to interact with most people in general, and creating another alias every few years just to see her father and Gunther outside of London is taxing. Well, technically Gunther the X. "Her Gunther" died in 1911 after a long life of 18 years. Giovanni (See below) is the only mortal who knows who she really is when and if she does decide to visit the warmer climes of the Mediterranean. She usually lies to anyone who is with her father and says she's his accountant or a relative of Giovanni's, usually a niece or granddaughter. (Unless otherwise plotted of course.)

FC - Ellie Bamber

Nikolai (1413 - Current) and Anya (1801 - Current, real name is Marie Dubois) Sokolov, his most trusted and longest friends. Nikolai is one of the few survivors of the coven Dalvrick belonged to from 1748-1755. Anya came along later when a young courtesan by the name of Marie Dubois became the target of Nikolai in 1820s Paris. Unlike Francoise and Dalvrick's relationship, however, it was not a pleasant and "socially-acceptable" coupling, Nikolai being a much less gentlemanly person than his "brother", and a frequent brothel visitor. But Marie found her most active client of the evening to be irresistible. They both quite enjoy the classically darker vampire hobbies. They are not exactly pleasant to non-vampires, "Little Vevi" being an exception as much as she is a curiosity to her "aunt and uncle" as dhampirs are so rare.

FCs - Alexander Ustyugov and Sophie Mousel

Matteo (29) and Alessia Rossi (26), his assigned watchers and psuedo-friends from the Vatican. Matteo usually runs the cover of one of Dalvrick's thralls and personal driver. Matteo's family has been watching his movements and actions since 1934 when his grandmother took the post from her superior. These two hunters have a good relationship with Dalvrick, but would try to kill him if the call ever came in to do so without hesitation. Otherwise, they're just the couple across the street and parents of two young girls, Sofia and Bianca.

FCs - Luca Marinelli and Miriam Leone

Giovanni "Old Man" Costa (1942 - Current) , Dalvrick's oldest mortal friend and owner of the paint shop on the first floor of the building that Dalvrick secretly owns in its entirety in Venice (Publicly, he only owns the top floor apartment). He is also one of the few actual thralls Ricky's ever created. But the dementia and the effects of Gio's advancing age and underlying health issues are beginning to overtake the benefits of their blood pact. The inevitable cascade of deterioration is something Ricky is not looking forward to.

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