Countess Anastasia LaCroix

Noble from the land of Hungary. Fled the land in 1655 M!A: None (accepting)

[theslainnoble]

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He shakes his head . ” I can not say that I have …I must have but when you are as old as me things get confused .”

She laughed for the first time at his comment. “It is quite alright. Many know her as the blood countess of Hungary. She would bathe in the blood of young girls and drink them dry as she… had her way with them.” She shuddered. “I was one that survived.”

. Dean nodded. ” I …see …she does sound familiar now .” He stated.

[theslainnoble]

"History writes her off as am insane woman, but I know differently she was neither insane nor fully just a woman." She looked at him. "But do tell me. You say you were a viking. What was the life like? I have only read tells of it." She moved closer to him on the couch.

[theslainnoble]

Shout at my muse to see how they respond:

"I shouldn’t be in love with you!"

"It’s not fair!"

"I could kill you right now!"

"Knock it off!"

"Screw you!"

"You’re a complete moron!"

"I love this song!"

"Bring that here!"

"I hate you!"

"I’m pissed off!"

"Make me!"

"I wish you’d never been born!"

"I bought ice cream!"

"Kiss my ass!"

"Shut up!"

"I can’t do it anymore!"

"Take me home!"

"Just kiss me already!

"I can't be in love with you!"

"I can't believe this!"

"Piss off!"

"I wish things were that simple!"

"I love you!"

"Jump off a bridge!"

"You’re so hot!"

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. “Nice place.” she complimented it. “Dean,” she said after a long moment of silence. “Did you ever see anymore of our kind?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" yes …but not in a long time ."

[theslainnoble]

She had hoped his answer would be different than her own. “It has been years, to many.” she sat down on the couch and ran a hand through her damp hair. “I fear the worst has come upon the race.” she sighed before standing back up. “Do you mind if I look for dry clothes?” 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded , ” I should have clothes that fit you ….” He said standing . ” I fear the same I also ….have not gotten out much since my companion died .”

[theslainnoble]

She stopped to look over at him where she stood. Though there was distance between them she could feel the emotions of emptiness and loneliness course through him. “I have only gone out for what I need to survive.” She shook her head. She walked over closer to him now awaiting to go with him to find some clothes.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded understanding that and lead her to a room where there was a large dresser and closet , ” you should be able to find what you need in there .”

[theslainnoble]

She walked into the rather large room and over to the dresser. In it she found pants, plain shirts and a couple of printed ones as well. She pulled out the smallest pair of pants she could find and a plain black shirt. She glanced over noticing a closet. “I’ll be right out.” She walked in and changed to the new clothes. The pants were not terribly big and sat right on her waist but the shirt fit perfectly. She walked out with her old clothes to dispose of them. “Thank you.” She smiled at him.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded . ” of course .”

[theslainnoble]

She sat back down on the worn couch. “So tell me. How long have you been alive?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He smiled at her , ” I was born in Norway ….”he looks at her . ” in about 880 AD ….I died 25 years later ….and became this .”

[theslainnoble]

Her brow rose with a smile on her face. “You are older than you seem.” She looked over at him, “someone saw potential in you to give you life after your death.” She wished the same could be said for her.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He smiled . ” yes I suppose …but some feared me …some praised me …Vikings are suppose to die in battle …and go on to Valhalla ..yet I came back .” He looked at her. ” how old are you ?”

[theslainnoble]

A viking interesting, she thought. His question came to no surprise for her. “I was born in 1630 in Hungary. I am what was once a noble class of Counts and Countesses.” She looked over at him. “I was not blessed with a quick death.”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded listening to her .”I’m sorry .”

[theslainnoble]

She smiled lightly, “it is alright. Time has passed and I have had many life times to forgive it all.” Her eyes casted down to her hands. “Did you ever hear the tales of Countess Elizabeth Bathory?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He shakes his head . ” I can not say that I have …I must have but when you are as old as me things get confused .”

[theslainnoble]

She laughed for the first time at his comment. "It is quite alright. Many know her as the blood countess of Hungary. She would bathe in the blood of young girls and drink them dry as she... had her way with them." She shuddered. "I was one that survived."

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. “Nice place.” she complimented it. “Dean,” she said after a long moment of silence. “Did you ever see anymore of our kind?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" yes …but not in a long time ."

[theslainnoble]

She had hoped his answer would be different than her own. “It has been years, to many.” she sat down on the couch and ran a hand through her damp hair. “I fear the worst has come upon the race.” she sighed before standing back up. “Do you mind if I look for dry clothes?” 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded , ” I should have clothes that fit you ….” He said standing . ” I fear the same I also ….have not gotten out much since my companion died .”

[theslainnoble]

She stopped to look over at him where she stood. Though there was distance between them she could feel the emotions of emptiness and loneliness course through him. “I have only gone out for what I need to survive.” She shook her head. She walked over closer to him now awaiting to go with him to find some clothes.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded understanding that and lead her to a room where there was a large dresser and closet , ” you should be able to find what you need in there .”

[theslainnoble]

She walked into the rather large room and over to the dresser. In it she found pants, plain shirts and a couple of printed ones as well. She pulled out the smallest pair of pants she could find and a plain black shirt. She glanced over noticing a closet. “I’ll be right out.” She walked in and changed to the new clothes. The pants were not terribly big and sat right on her waist but the shirt fit perfectly. She walked out with her old clothes to dispose of them. “Thank you.” She smiled at him.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded . ” of course .”

[theslainnoble]

She sat back down on the worn couch. “So tell me. How long have you been alive?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He smiled at her , ” I was born in Norway ….”he looks at her . ” in about 880 AD ….I died 25 years later ….and became this .”

[theslainnoble]

Her brow rose with a smile on her face. “You are older than you seem.” She looked over at him, “someone saw potential in you to give you life after your death.” She wished the same could be said for her.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He smiled . ” yes I suppose …but some feared me …some praised me …Vikings are suppose to die in battle …and go on to Valhalla ..yet I came back .” He looked at her. ” how old are you ?”

[theslainnoble]

A viking interesting, she thought. His question came to no surprise for her. “I was born in 1630 in Hungary. I am what was once a noble class of Counts and Countesses.” She looked over at him. “I was not blessed with a quick death.”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded listening to her .”I’m sorry .”

[theslainnoble]

She smiled lightly, "it is alright. Time has passed and I have had many life times to forgive it all." Her eyes casted down to her hands. "Did you ever hear the tales of Countess Elizabeth Bathory?"

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. “Nice place.” she complimented it. “Dean,” she said after a long moment of silence. “Did you ever see anymore of our kind?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" yes …but not in a long time ."

[theslainnoble]

She had hoped his answer would be different than her own. “It has been years, to many.” she sat down on the couch and ran a hand through her damp hair. “I fear the worst has come upon the race.” she sighed before standing back up. “Do you mind if I look for dry clothes?” 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded , ” I should have clothes that fit you ….” He said standing . ” I fear the same I also ….have not gotten out much since my companion died .”

[theslainnoble]

She stopped to look over at him where she stood. Though there was distance between them she could feel the emotions of emptiness and loneliness course through him. “I have only gone out for what I need to survive.” She shook her head. She walked over closer to him now awaiting to go with him to find some clothes.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded understanding that and lead her to a room where there was a large dresser and closet , ” you should be able to find what you need in there .”

[theslainnoble]

She walked into the rather large room and over to the dresser. In it she found pants, plain shirts and a couple of printed ones as well. She pulled out the smallest pair of pants she could find and a plain black shirt. She glanced over noticing a closet. “I’ll be right out.” She walked in and changed to the new clothes. The pants were not terribly big and sat right on her waist but the shirt fit perfectly. She walked out with her old clothes to dispose of them. “Thank you.” She smiled at him.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded . ” of course .”

[theslainnoble]

She sat back down on the worn couch. “So tell me. How long have you been alive?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He smiled at her , ” I was born in Norway ….”he looks at her . ” in about 880 AD ….I died 25 years later ….and became this .”

[theslainnoble]

Her brow rose with a smile on her face. “You are older than you seem.” She looked over at him, “someone saw potential in you to give you life after your death.” She wished the same could be said for her.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He smiled . ” yes I suppose …but some feared me …some praised me …Vikings are suppose to die in battle …and go on to Valhalla ..yet I came back .” He looked at her. ” how old are you ?”

[theslainnoble]

A viking interesting, she thought. His question came to no surprise for her. "I was born in 1630 in Hungary. I am what was once a noble class of Counts and Countesses." She looked over at him. "I was not blessed with a quick death."

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. “Nice place.” she complimented it. “Dean,” she said after a long moment of silence. “Did you ever see anymore of our kind?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" yes …but not in a long time ."

[theslainnoble]

She had hoped his answer would be different than her own. “It has been years, to many.” she sat down on the couch and ran a hand through her damp hair. “I fear the worst has come upon the race.” she sighed before standing back up. “Do you mind if I look for dry clothes?” 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded , ” I should have clothes that fit you ….” He said standing . ” I fear the same I also ….have not gotten out much since my companion died .”

[theslainnoble]

She stopped to look over at him where she stood. Though there was distance between them she could feel the emotions of emptiness and loneliness course through him. “I have only gone out for what I need to survive.” She shook her head. She walked over closer to him now awaiting to go with him to find some clothes.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded understanding that and lead her to a room where there was a large dresser and closet , ” you should be able to find what you need in there .”

[theslainnoble]

She walked into the rather large room and over to the dresser. In it she found pants, plain shirts and a couple of printed ones as well. She pulled out the smallest pair of pants she could find and a plain black shirt. She glanced over noticing a closet. “I’ll be right out.” She walked in and changed to the new clothes. The pants were not terribly big and sat right on her waist but the shirt fit perfectly. She walked out with her old clothes to dispose of them. “Thank you.” She smiled at him.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded . ” of course .”

[theslainnoble]

She sat back down on the worn couch. “So tell me. How long have you been alive?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He smiled at her , ” I was born in Norway ….”he looks at her . ” in about 880 AD ….I died 25 years later ….and became this .”

[theslainnoble]

Her brow rose with a smile on her face. "You are older than you seem." She looked over at him, "someone saw potential in you to give you life after your death." She wished the same could be said for her.

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. “Nice place.” she complimented it. “Dean,” she said after a long moment of silence. “Did you ever see anymore of our kind?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" yes …but not in a long time ."

[theslainnoble]

She had hoped his answer would be different than her own. “It has been years, to many.” she sat down on the couch and ran a hand through her damp hair. “I fear the worst has come upon the race.” she sighed before standing back up. “Do you mind if I look for dry clothes?” 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded , ” I should have clothes that fit you ….” He said standing . ” I fear the same I also ….have not gotten out much since my companion died .”

[theslainnoble]

She stopped to look over at him where she stood. Though there was distance between them she could feel the emotions of emptiness and loneliness course through him. “I have only gone out for what I need to survive.” She shook her head. She walked over closer to him now awaiting to go with him to find some clothes.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded understanding that and lead her to a room where there was a large dresser and closet , ” you should be able to find what you need in there .”

[theslainnoble]

She walked into the rather large room and over to the dresser. In it she found pants, plain shirts and a couple of printed ones as well. She pulled out the smallest pair of pants she could find and a plain black shirt. She glanced over noticing a closet. “I’ll be right out.” She walked in and changed to the new clothes. The pants were not terribly big and sat right on her waist but the shirt fit perfectly. She walked out with her old clothes to dispose of them. “Thank you.” She smiled at him.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded . ” of course .”

[theslainnoble]

She sat back down on the worn couch. "So tell me. How long have you been alive?"

[voidxeyes-deactivated20140529]

Hey! Can you guys reblog this if you are willing to roleplay some horror or darker themes?

[the-oc-nebula]

Reblog this if you have no problem with relationships that are OC X Canon!

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. “Nice place.” she complimented it. “Dean,” she said after a long moment of silence. “Did you ever see anymore of our kind?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" yes …but not in a long time ."

[theslainnoble]

She had hoped his answer would be different than her own. “It has been years, to many.” she sat down on the couch and ran a hand through her damp hair. “I fear the worst has come upon the race.” she sighed before standing back up. “Do you mind if I look for dry clothes?” 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded , ” I should have clothes that fit you ….” He said standing . ” I fear the same I also ….have not gotten out much since my companion died .”

[theslainnoble]

She stopped to look over at him where she stood. Though there was distance between them she could feel the emotions of emptiness and loneliness course through him. “I have only gone out for what I need to survive.” She shook her head. She walked over closer to him now awaiting to go with him to find some clothes.

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded understanding that and lead her to a room where there was a large dresser and closet , ” you should be able to find what you need in there .”

[theslainnoble]

She walked into the rather large room and over to the dresser. In it she found pants, plain shirts and a couple of printed ones as well. She pulled out the smallest pair of pants she could find and a plain black shirt. She glanced over noticing a closet. "I'll be right out." She walked in and changed to the new clothes. The pants were not terribly big and sat right on her waist but the shirt fit perfectly. She walked out with her old clothes to dispose of them. "Thank you." She smiled at him.

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. “Nice place.” she complimented it. “Dean,” she said after a long moment of silence. “Did you ever see anymore of our kind?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" yes …but not in a long time ."

[theslainnoble]

She had hoped his answer would be different than her own. “It has been years, to many.” she sat down on the couch and ran a hand through her damp hair. “I fear the worst has come upon the race.” she sighed before standing back up. “Do you mind if I look for dry clothes?” 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

He nodded , ” I should have clothes that fit you ….” He said standing . ” I fear the same I also ….have not gotten out much since my companion died .”

[theslainnoble]

She stopped to look over at him where she stood. Though there was distance between them she could feel the emotions of emptiness and loneliness course through him. "I have only gone out for what I need to survive." She shook her head. She walked over closer to him now awaiting to go with him to find some clothes.

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. “Nice place.” she complimented it. “Dean,” she said after a long moment of silence. “Did you ever see anymore of our kind?”

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" yes …but not in a long time ."

[theslainnoble]

She had hoped his answer would be different than her own. "It has been years, to many." she sat down on the couch and ran a hand through her damp hair. "I fear the worst has come upon the race." she sighed before standing back up. "Do you mind if I look for dry clothes?" 

[theslainnoble]

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, “Is there more than one bedroom?” she asked turning to him. 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Five rooms."

[theslainnoble]

She was taken a bit aback. From the outside it seemed so small, but to hold five rooms it was rather large. She walked further in and over to where she could see the outline of a lamp. She turned it on illuminating the dark room. A fireplace sat off to the side of the couch. Thunder rumbled again shaking the walls. She pulled her soaked coat closer to her as she walked around. "Nice place." she complimented it. "Dean," she said after a long moment of silence. "Did you ever see anymore of our kind?"

[theslainnoble]

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

She looked over at him and gave a soft smile. “Yes. I am happy to have someone by my side,” she hoped her words were not to much. Thunder rumbled in the distances and she glanced up. “It would be better to get inside before another rain comes.” she looked back at him. 

He nodded open the door and lead her into the house.

[theslainnoble]

She walked with him and stepped inside as he held the door. The place was dark, but from what she could see it was furnished well. A couch, table, chairs, a kitchen. She smiled, "Is there more than one bedroom?" she asked turning to him. 

[theslainnoble]

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

A hunter. She smiled at him for the first time, “I wish I could say the same, but I am only what we are.” a thought crossed her mind of offering to help before he spoke up. She turned back to the quiet dark house. “I am sorry to hear that,” she looked back with sadness present on her face. “You and I both have had tragedies in our lives then.” she sighed. “I was unable to keep a young boy safe. I rescued him and lost him that very night.” 

He frowned deeply.  ”  I’m very sorry I have had that happen before as well…” He bite his lip.  ” Well at least we aren’t alone now.”

[theslainnoble]

She looked over at him and gave a soft smile. "Yes. I am happy to have someone by my side," she hoped her words were not to much. Thunder rumbled in the distances and she glanced up. "It would be better to get inside before another rain comes." she looked back at him. 

[theslainnoble]

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

She paid attention to the road for the remainder and noticed the small house. “I’ll trust you,” those were strong words for her to use. She pushed open the door and stepped out. The rain had stopped for now. She walked over. “How did  you find this place?” she walked closer to him listening for any sounds close by. 

He smiled at her . ”  I … am a hunter as well as what we are … this was given to me by … my last companion… ”  He frowned slightly . ”  I outlived him.”

[theslainnoble]

A hunter. She smiled at him for the first time, "I wish I could say the same, but I am only what we are." a thought crossed her mind of offering to help before he spoke up. She turned back to the quiet dark house. "I am sorry to hear that," she looked back with sadness present on her face. "You and I both have had tragedies in our lives then." she sighed. "I was unable to keep a young boy safe. I rescued him and lost him that very night." 

[theslainnoble]

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

She slipped into the car and out of the rain. “Drive,” she said paying attention to the dark road ahead and behind. There was no telling if the authorities would pick up her trail. As she sat she glanced over at him periodically. “How did you know what I was?” 

He shakes his head . ”  I sensed you … I felt your presents.  I know that sound strange but it’s true.”

[theslainnoble]

It was true she did find it strange, but stranger she found it a bit comforting. “We need to get to another town or at least a place far from here.” she glanced at him and held her gaze there. “I was caught in the middle of a hunt,” she simply put it. She was quiet looking back to the road listening to the hum of the engine. “I am Anastasia, forgive me for the lack of introduction. Who are you?” 

[dont-ask-about-the-angel]

" Dean."  he says simply as he drives them to a secure house . "  We will be safe here ."  he whispered. 

[theslainnoble]

She paid attention to the road for the remainder and noticed the small house. "I'll trust you," those were strong words for her to use. She pushed open the door and stepped out. The rain had stopped for now. She walked over. "How did  you find this place?" she walked closer to him listening for any sounds close by.