No longer a slave

Elijah Lestat || One hundred and Ten Years Old || Vampire || Blind

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If the Lord don’t forgive me I’d still have my baby and my babe would have me When I was kissing on my baby And she put her love down soft and sweet In the lowland plot I was free Heaven and hell were words to me

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Tommy, the skilful bartender was given a special task: to put up the Christmas decorations outside Scarlett’s nightclub, he was told to find it in himself to be as creative and as original as he could. Meanwhile, his boss, the blonde original was on the roof of the building, doing the same thing for the Winter Wonderland party. Truthfully, the vampire wasn’t big on Christmas– but whenever Scarlett took up something, she was looking to outdo herself. Surely, she was aware Tommy was approached which wasn’t anything unusual, but when the male voice reached her sensitive ears, she found herself chuckling–which was unusual, rare nowadays. One thing was for sure: Tommy couldn’t handle the man’s wit all by himself. “Sounds exactly like something Tommy would say, how on Earth did you know!” Scarlett called out, deciding to be civil for once and use the stairs; it’d take her less than a minute to get down there, just in time to witness San Francisco being mentioned and feel her repressed memories resurfacing.

The local bartender seemed as safe a bet as was possible when it came to searching for someone with very minimal information to go on; after all, people talked to their local bartenders about the stuff going on in their lives right? After having asked nearly every person he’d crossed paths with, Elijah felt foolish that he hadn’t thought of this idea to begin with; there was a good chance it would have saved him a lot of time if he had. After he posed his question, he waited for an answer from the burly man, but before he could speak, he heard the sound of a feminine voice fill the air instead, drawing his attention to the person it was coming from. Once she had attracted his attention, Elijah’s eyebrows shot up in surprise as he heard the familiar sound of her breathing ,  and the equally familiar scent of her filled his nostrils. It was strange how familiar it was, seeing as he had only ever crossed paths with this woman once before, but given the fact that he had thought of nothing else but that sound and scent over the past few months, he supposed that it made sense. After a moment of standing there frozen by the shock of the fact that his search had finally ended, he took a few steps towards her, although he remained silent for another moment before he sighed, partially in relief, and said finally. “I don’t suppose I need to repeat the question do I? Because even if you didn’t hear me ask it, you would still know what I was here to ask about.”

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❛ you’re excused.  ❜ they deadpanned, ANNOYANCE lingering over youthful features as they gazed upon the other in exploration. opening their mouth, ludvig was just about to say something somewhat sarcastic when the other snatched it right off their tongue.  ❛ hm —— sorry to W A S T E your time with your silly explanation there, man. but no, don’t know anyone in this fucking town.  ❜ it was true that ludvig barely knew anyone, in fact, they could count acquaintances on one hand only, not that they cared, at all.  ❛ i don’t talk much to people. who you looking for ?? mistress ??  ❜

Elijah huffed an aggravated sigh, annoyed by the stoic indifference in the young man’s words, and equally annoyed by the lack of information that he had. He shook his head in distaste at the boy’s question. “No. I’m looking for someone that I owe an thank you to, at the very least” He said, before he sighed again, gritting his treeth as he tried to get a grip on himself and keep from getting unnecessarily angry. The rage was always there, just below the surface; when he had been a prisoner, forced to fight, that had been a good thing, because he had been able to call upon it whenever he needed it. But here, now, it was crippling, and he had to fight to keep it from coming out over something as stupid as this. Inhaling and exhaling a deep breath, Elijah took a seat across from the male, running a hand idly through his own hair as he sat there silently for a moment. “So, if you don’t know anyone, does that make you new to town too then?” He asked. “Or do you just prefer to be on your own?”

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“Excuse me? Yes hello. I’m sorry to interrupt whatever it is that you’re doing, but I’m looking for someone, and I would really appreciate if you could point me in the right direction. And yes, in case you were about  to make some joke that is neither clever nor original,  blind people can still be looking for someone even if they can’t see, and when I say “point me in the right direction” I say it as a figure of speech” The vampire said with a nod of his head. “Now, do you happen to know of anyone in town who has taken a trip to San Francisco within the past few months?”

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It had been six years on the dot that her father had passed. The cancer he had passed from was all too treatable but they just didn’t catch it in time for the doctors to treat him. Walking down the street the blind girl was lost in the memories of her father and how much she missed him.

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There was something undeniably sinister about the atmosphere in this town; that much Elijah could tell as he walked down the street, although part of him wondered for a moment whether that was actually the case, or whether it was just the way he was feeling, because of the things he had heard about Devil’s Lake before arriving there. However, The Vampire quickly dismissed that notion, having learned long ago that when it came to his senses, he should always trust them; after all, he was already short one without questioning the ones that he still had. He could only wonder whether the town looked as sinister as it felt to him, although he had to assume that it wasn’t, because otherwise why would anyone ever want to live there?

 It was rare that Elijah didn’t hear someone approaching him; in fact it was practically unheard of. Typically, he knew when people were approaching him for miles before he actually crossed their path, being able to hear their footsteps with his hyper-enhanced hearing. But in this case, he was so distracted by his own thoughts, that he didn’t hear the sound of feet hitting the pavement until a second before he collided with the incomer, when it was already too late to do anything about it. Instinctively he reached out, placing his hands on each of the girl’s shoulders to prevent her from potentially falling, while a small, sheepish chuckle escaped him. “I’m sorry. I guess I should be worrying more about what’s going on in my surroundings, rather than worrying about what’s going on in my head” He said as he released her from his grip,  shaking his head at himself in disappointment. “After all, when you can’t see where you’re going, you can’t really afford to be distracted by anything. That was my mistake. Are you okay?”

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I guess it’s that time where I make an introduction post!.So Hey! I’m  Matt and I’m excited to be here. Here’s a bit of need to know information about Elijah:

- He’s a blind vampire. He was blind in his human life and was turned into a vampire for reasons I will get into explaining in just a minute. But basically what this means is, all of his other senses are even more heightened than a normal vampires are. He can hear things from twice as far away and smell things more sharply. For anyone who’s ever seen the show Daredevil, you’ll have a pretty good understanding of what he’s capable of doing with his senses.

- He’s 110 years old, but he’s spent all of his time as a vampire, 82 years, being held captive and used as a slave gladiator. A group of wealthy gentlemen had established a secret supernatural  fighting ring, where they forced supernaturals they captured and held prisoner to fight to the death with each other, for their own entertainment, and as a way to gamble their money. If the supernaturals the gentlemen owned won their fights, the owner of that supernatural would receive a payout based on the bets of those invited to spectate. Elijah was kidnapped by one of these wealthy gentlemen and turned into a vampire so that he could be a part of the novelty matches, which were matches that were purely meant to be funny in a completely sick and twisted way.  They pitted supernaturals with handicaps and disabilities against each other in these matches. A blind vampire being forced to fight for his life qualified, and as such Elijah fought in several of them.

-He was kept weak by using vervain, and limiting his blood intake to the bare minimum amount for survival. After he struggled through the first few matches while he was still trying to get used to his extremely heightened senses, by the fifth match, he had learned how to focus them, and it proved him to not be a novelty at all. He decimated his competition in the next few novelty matches he had, and his owner saw that there was a deadly fire inside of him, so he decided to try using him in more important matches, in the hopes that he would win him more money.

-As it would turn out, Elijah would prove to be very effective in these fights, and for 82 years, even after his first owner died, and his son took over, he was continuously thrown into these matches, and he continued to survive. At first, he longed for an escape, to be free. But as the years wore on, he stopped hoping and simply became a full fledged gladiator. His only focus was surviving, although for what purpose, he couldn’t say.

-Then after 82 years of captivity, Elijah woke up one night to the overwhelming scent of blood filling the air, and the sounds of pleading screams not far in the distance. Then what he was sure was another vampire, without so much as a word, opened the door to his cell, at last freeing him from his imprisonment. He had stopped hoping for freedom long ago by this point, but when it was finally offered to him, he didn’t hesitate in taking it.

-Elijah has been freed from his captivity for a few months now, and has spent that time readjusting to the outside world, which has changed so much in the time he was being held prisoner. Now that he has finally adjusted to the new world, he’s come to Devil’s Lake hoping to find a lead on the vampire who freed him.

-Only now that he has his freedom has the reality of how traumatic his experience being a prisoner was set in. He quite frequently has momentary panic attacks, and because he spent so much of his life fighting, his immediate instinct in a lot of situations is to fight his way out of it. Focusing on his search is the most effective way for him to keep his trauma at bay.

So yeah that’s pretty much it for now. If anyone would be interested in having the connection of being the one who freed him from captivity message me and we can definitely discuss it. Also if there’s anything else you wanna know, or if you wanna plot, then message me too!

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