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“Greetings.”

Of course she had already knew someone was there, She sense it, His movement his musk, A smell she knew all to well, It was unfortunate that one of the servants let a dirty mutt into her garden perhaps he was a little messenger boy for some greater force, Only time would tell.

“Well don’t just stand there, Come in sit down. After all we are both adults I’m sure whatever you here for can be up for discussion.”

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Approaching the vampire, Jesse felt his jaw hit the ground. The villagers did her beauty no justice what so ever. Eagerly, like a starving wolf to food, he sat down across from her.

“The names McCree.” He introduced himself proudly, knowing with a place and a woman like this, being polite was his best option. Especially with how displeased she seemed to be that a werewolf was around her. But like she said, they were both adults here.

“You must be the beautiful Satya I’ve been hearin’ so much about recently.” He flirted shamelessly, flashing her a big grin.

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“I wonder what would bring you here today ‘McCree’ But none the less welcome to my personal abode...”

She would bring her tea cup up to her lips pausing before looking directly into his eyes with her almost piercing lidded gaze and taking a slow sip, She would simply place it on a smaller table on the side. Of course she could feel his eyes on her body, On her every movement if you will she knew his type his ‘race’ more like always excessive always needy, It was pathetic funny even, At least to her it was. She basically already had him wrapped around her finger using her feminine charm as bait.

“Yes, I am known as Satya Vaswani, The most recent descendant of the Vaswani bloodline a rather Nobel and heard of family, But I wouldn’t expect you to know of it it’s kept rather secretive...” She brought her hand up brushing a few strands of hair back to more reveal her full shapely jaw and crimson red crystal earrings, Shifting in her crossed seating so that her slit dress would reveal more of her smoother legs she was elegant but at the same time intimidating and strong.

“Since I don’t recall inviting anyone here recently, Might I inquire why exactly you are here?” She had remembered a couple of the preist from the near by village threatening her to call someone to deal with her, So she assumed that’s why he was here he did have that ‘hired help’ type of air to him.

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“Greetings.”

Of course she had already knew someone was there, She sense it, His movement his musk, A smell she knew all to well, It was unfortunate that one of the servants let a dirty mutt into her garden perhaps he was a little messenger boy for some greater force, Only time would tell.

“Well don’t just stand there, Come in sit down. After all we are both adults I’m sure whatever you here for can be up for discussion.”

#silvcrbullets #sorry if this reply is short #i didnt think i could do a longer one off this

[} Vampire Symmetra Headcanon: as if Vishkar wasn’t shady enough, Their foundation is just a cover up for a large council of vampire, They have very high influence on certain matters involving politics {]

“Oh I see, Your here for Mistress Symmetra!” She mused.

“She is currently having her daily scheduled tea break, I suppose if you’re here for her than you must be a very important guest, She isn’t in the greatest of moods today but I shall take you to her, But please be sure to wipe your boots, I had just swept in here!”

“What is your name again sonny? I wish to know what to address you as!” She gestured the Monster Hunter to follow her leading him through yet another grandiose door, The room they would enter would be a grand dinning room, A long table with a velvet crimson tablecloth, Tall throne like chairs surrounding it, And chandeliers hung from the ceilings. “Forgive the bluntness, We haven’t prepared the fancy tablecloth yet!”

“This way please!” She gestured once again leading him to a stained glass door, Opening it seemed to lead to some sort of in-door garden area. “Follow the purple flowers and you should find her through the flower arch!”

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The tall door would open slowly, Standing before Jesse would be a feeble old woman, Her back hunched and skin wrinkled she was notably wearing something akin to what a rather wealthy persons servant would wear. Behind her a pleasant smell of scented cinnamon would waft out, She greeted him with a warm smile, One that a grandmother would give her grandchild.

“Hello there sonny, What brings you out to these parts? As far as I know we weren’t supposed to have any guest here at the manor today although this old mind is forgetting more things every day!” With a chuckle (Which was more to herself than him) She opened the door more as to let Jesse in.

“You might as well come in though boy, You’ll freeze yourself out of your boots in this weather!”

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It was a dark and windy night fog spread the lands and the air was dense, Almost as if it was heavy, Like one that would be portrayed in a movie or perhaps in a painting, Due to most of the clouds being near the ground as fog, The moonlight seemed to shine particularly bright shining down like a beacon or a spotlight onto the grand European Gothic styled Manor, It seemed hug with a elegant but intimidating iron clad graveyard gate surrounding the front yard, And fountains spread among the bushes.

The front door was a tall set of wooden doors, With intricate details carved onto the surface and bordered by stained steel, Right in the middle of the grand entry was a steel knocker in the form of a overly detailed demon head with a ring hung from it’s death grip of a mouth his eyes shining rubies staring onward as if begging to be rung.

This was the beautiful abode of the grand Satya Von Vaswani, Otherwise known as the Vampire Mistress Symmetra, Talk of her would fall on anyone’s ears who would listen, And believed in such.

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