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Index was once a small and close-knit community, but the town located on the western side of Washington state has grown in recent years beyond anyone's expectations. It is the ideal place for those who work in Seattle but can't afford the city's high real estate prices, and for others the natural beauty attracts them to the town. And Index truly is a beautiful place - surrounded by thick evergreen trees, tall mountains and glistening rivers and lakes. While weather is typically rainy with overcast skies even this does nothing to take away from the beauty of the town, and it is only highlighted further when the heavy snow graces the town and caps the mountains in winter. To many, Index would seem like a paradise. And yet lurking beneath this visual beauty there is more to this town than anyone might ever imagine...

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 [Private] Memorandum

[Private] Memorandum

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[Private] Memorandum

Benjamin Reese | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Sun Apr 05, 2015 7:30 pm

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Ben's condo | cool, clear | 1am




Pink water twirled around the drain as I rinsed the blood from my hair. It felt like such a waste after the fact, but when I fed I wanted nothing more than to breathe blood. I could drink it, paint myself in it, it didn't matter. It was as good as - no, fuck, it was better than sex. I loved the raw power I had, I loved the fear I provoked, and I loved the blood. But even now I began to grow a little bored. I wanted a different plan that didn't involve feeding on pond scum. Seattle pond scum, Index pond scum, hell, even on one extremely boring night I found myself in Aberdeen and decided to snack on a few idiots who thought they were Cobain reincarnate.


I thought about Poison on many occasions, and the idea always reminded me of wine snobs. Which I surprisingly was not. I didn't see how eating some malnourished asshole who'd only eaten apples for two weeks would make a difference. And maybe there wasn't a stigma to it but to me, you paid for a blood bag for the same reason you paid for a whore - because you weren't man enough to get it for yourself. The other idea I entertained was the idea of a pet. It would be fun, so much fun to find new ways to manipulate a person, to toy with them, to taunt them, but I was still new enough to question my self control. Killing was no problem for me, but killing the wrong person created questions.

After my shower and fruitless planning on my newest way to feed, I stepped out, dried myself, stopping for a quick glimpse in the mirror. I made a mental note of how close I resembled my old self, even for a brief moment. The radiance and firm quality to my skin, and the color in my eyes. I could handle this, though the small bite of vanity in my said I wouldn't have minded if I'd been just a few years younger. I wasn't without the beginnings of some smile lines, a few minuscule beginnings of crow's feet. Even when I'd just fed, there were still dark circles under my eyes. I cut my losses and grabbed my navy blue sweats, pulling them on when I felt the presence.

I'd been completely oblivious, when I should have felt her before she'd even reached my neighborhood. But now I knew she stood in my living room. I sauntered out carelessly, refusing to acknowledge her appearance as a gift or even so much as a problem for me. I continued towel drying my hair as I stepped into my living space.

You didn't bring Noelle. I had hoped that if I had to face Gayle, the blow could at least be softened with her. But then again, Noelle really just added more punch to the situation, didn't she? I resented her, I fought her, I avoided her, and I craved her. Every goddamn thing I did was done with Noelle in mind. How would she see me? How would this change her perspective of me? And most recently - would she be jealous? Fucking childish. I hated myself for it.

Gayle strung her fingers along the back rest of my couch as she walked closer to me. She reeked of confidence, and had that smile that made it look as if she'd just found the secret weapon to win the war. Or more easily put, a shit eating grin. I knew it was dangerous, I wasn't a moron, but I wanted to see just what it would take to wipe that from her face.

"No, I'm so sorry to let you down, but I do have a gift for you." It wasn't until then that I noticed the ratty, stained piece of paper that she held in her other hand. She finally left the couch and dangled the paper in front of me as if it was a piece of meat and I was a fucking dog. Did I bite? What the hell did she think she had that I wanted, other than Noelle. Was this some bullshit invitation to some Supremacy function, as if she thought I would be interested? Whatever it physically was, it didn't matter. It was a bribe. I didn't want to live with Queen Bee Vampire, I didn't want to be her little fucking pet. I didn't want Noelle to be her fucking pet.

"Had you actually had a father, I imagine you'd have tried so hard to keep from following in his footsteps."

My eyes widened and I basically snapped to her attention. Fuck. Did this crazy bitch seriously have nothing better to do than to dig in my past? Her smile now showed her teeth, and the fangs she refused to hide. Honestly, I thought that was the most obnoxious thing about her.

"Which is why I find this so amusing."

I bit my tongue, I mean.. not literally, but I wasn't going to speak a word to her. It was bad enough that she knew she'd found a button of mine, even if it was small. I wasn't going to give her any quotes. She placed the paper on the end table and turned around again to face me. "I'll just leave this here for you to skim at your leisure. I'll have more details for you later." She disappeared before I could speak.

#Closed #Solo

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Re: [Private] Memorandum

Benjamin Reese | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Sun Apr 05, 2015 8:19 pm

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This is the transcript of a phone conversation between Ben and Gayle at approximately 3:06 AM



Aw, Benji, I so hoped you'd call. I see you opened your gift.
What the fuck is it? Why does it matter? My father had a mental illness.
This isn't about your daddy being a loon.
I know you're old, but it's twenty fifteen. We don't stigmatize mental illness.
It doesn't matter, You're missing the point, Benjamin.
Pause. Sigh.
Then fucking tell me.
The most important part about the letter is in what it lacks.
And what is that? Good grammar?
*quietly* ...eejit....
The name of said... security organization. Have you heard of the Army of God?
Pause.
Um.... no.
Do you know what kind of people are in the Army of God?
Let me guess. A mix between Corey Feldman and Ned Flanders?
Who is Ned Flanders?
Click.

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Re: [Private] Memorandum

Benjamin Reese | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Sun Apr 05, 2015 8:24 pm

Her
Your beloved maker doesn't know who the fuck Ned Flanders is. Fucking depressing.

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Noelle Faye Benson | Vampire; Infant

Posted on Sun Apr 05, 2015 8:26 pm

Benjamin
hahahahahahaha, wait, who is Ned Flanders?

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