Water Color Memories (Open Tag)

[marshalldupres]

Marshall was walking around the castle grounds, sometimes he wondered how he ended up working for being who killed anything to get what they wanted then he remembered the witch who had trained him had been the same way, she couldn't stand for the man she loved to be happy without her so she tried everything in her power to make him miserable. It had been because of Angelique he had decided to become an Enchanter. Sometimes people requested to use love spells for ill gotten intentions.

He looked out the window, It was lovely day in Greece and he knew soon that the woman that his boss was keeping in the castle would give birth to twins, even though he was loyal to the Pure Ones he still wasn't sure what to think of the phenomenon of Hybrids. It hardly seemed fair when he himself, as a gay man, couldn't marry, in some places, that a vampire would conceive. He was bored, so he went back to his quarters and grabbed sketch pad and pencils, sometimes he wished he had the power that Angelique told him a Man called Charles Delaware Tate, had. This Mister Tate had somehow managed to create living people just by drawing them. Sometimes even amongst the inhabitants of the castle he still felt greatly alone.

He walked down to the beach and sat on a rock, well technically it was a fallen tree that had petrified, it was his favorite place to sit and draw. His intention was to draw a landscape, but as usual his mind drifted back to that time long ago when he was still a normal, or what passed for it, young man tending Horses for the Collins Family. He had loved caring for the horses, he could admit now that he had been Jealous of the younger Members of the Family he had worked for. In 1897 he had even tried to reverse the Curse placed on Quentin Collins II. He had often wondered why if that family was so cursed did they keep using that name.

In fact secretly has had been keeping track of activities of The Collins Family, Unaware that the youngest female member of the family would soon be forced to serve as a nanny to the Hybrid Vampires. He hoped she had found love. As his mind wandered he was unaware that he had been drawing the Quentin Collins that had been alive in 1897. He and Quentin were roughly the same age and he had secretly harbored an infatuation towards Quentin. Only he knew he would have been put in a sanitarium if he had ever acted on his feelings for men. So Marshall had spent years wandering Life alone. hoping for a time in which he was more accepted, here in 2008 it was closer, it had no been attained but at least they had begun to accept it in certain places. After his hand stopped moving he looked down at the paper, what was up with his mind being stuck in the past, so often, recently.

[Fiere Knightly]

Fiere looked out the window of the cab she was in looking the forest, being on the move again. She had just found somewhere to find some dark brown contacts as she had been running low and now was making her way up north. How far north she was not sure. She was hoping to find somewhere where she could settle down for a period of time instead of moving here and there like she had been doing the last twenty-two years or something like that, and trying to avoided places like New York, Los Angels and New Orleans where getting hard each day. She been mainly staying in small forests in abandon cabins trying to keep to herself out of trouble. Animals helped but there where only a few that went around, and it only took a few to say something was wrong.

As she got out of the cab outside the town sign, she looked around, thanking the man who asked if this was were she was going to stop here and not into town. She nodded and went her way with her bag over her shoulder. What brought her here she had no idea. She wanted to travel the world, she guessed, and that’s probably what brought her here to Greece. She thought herself a bit of a nerd when it came to Greek Mythology, but today she was not going to study but to enjoy herself.

She was glad the sky was cloudy as she walked and she went to the beach. There didn’t seem to be that many people around, which was good. Putting her bag down, she sat down near some rocks, and began to relax as the waves of the ocean began to wash over her thoughts she got the scent of something, other then the water and human. It was something she never experienced before.

[marshalldupres]

After Marshall had finished letting his mind wander he put his sketch pad away and he noticed Fierre, being as he was allied to vampires he could tell she was one, he got up and walked over to her "You are new to the area, I've never met you. I am Marshall Xenon DuPres. It's my pleasure to meet you." even though he was not sexually attracted to women he still made an effort to make them comfortable.

He grinned "I will be glad to show you around the island just avoid the castle because my acquaintances do not like strangers amongst them." he paused he really wished he could go horse back riding but horses were afraid of the Pure Ones and most vampires in fact. Except for Hybrids he assumed because Hybrids were just enough human to not read as predator to the natural skills of animals, He wouldn't realize until after he was back in his room later that night he had been sketching Quentin Collins. Sometimes he felt desperately alone. He smiled to himself, he had a feeling Lucy Collins was happy, He had been having dreams about her since he was an enchanter a caster of Love spells he usually only dreamed about people finding love.

He had crossed paths a few times with Lucy in her life one of which was when she was going to washington on the greyhound bus. a few other occasions had been when Lucy had wandered off from her family on trip to London. She probably thought he was different man when she had been talking to him on the bus. He understood why she had left that horrible place he had recalled, vividly, the dark aura around collinwood and still wondered why the collins family insisted on raising their children in that evil place. he also recalled wishing her had been able to remove the werewolf curse placed on the make descendants of the Collins Family. He suddenly had vision of a saddened Lucy Collins holding a baby and standing by a grave. he hadn't realized his mind had drifted again until he felt himself being shaken "Sorry, My mind was wandering again." he said as he closed the sketch pad again he always seemed to draw random things when his mind wandered.

[Fiere Knightly]

The scent seemed to get stronger as it approached her. Before anything was taken in, and before she could do anything she quickly looked up to see a guy that looked to be between the ages of 19-22 in human years. She could tell that he was not human though. There was the scent about him. So what was he? As he spoke, she studied him as he introduced himself. She smiled a little and stood a little. She was not really nervous, and as long as he was not human, she felt fine. “You could say that. I‘ve always wanted to come here and I had time….off from school so I thought I would come around taking in the sites. I wont stay long though… I‘m Fiere Knightly,”[/color] She replied with her small, bit of a southern Louisiana accent.

“Yeah I would like that. I’m actually here alone, so I have been taking my time around the island. What I have seen is beautiful though. I love it,”[/color] she admitted kind of ranting. He did not seemed skeptical of her as most were of her kind. She wished she could remember the face of the man who had changed her. She didn’t remember anything. Twenty-two years ago did not seem like much, but it felt like forever when you were immortal. Thinking this, she could feel whatever was inside her, she guessed would call the poison in her stream, begin to eat away once again at her dark brown contacts, revealing her golden eyes, and she quickly looks away, hoping he wouldn‘t see.

Fiere shrugged at his apology. “No need to apologize. It happens to the best of us,” she replied, going through her messenger bag, looking for any extra contacts she might have. Yeah she didn’t have any. Now what, was he to know what she was? If so he didn’t act like it.

[marshalldupres]

Marshall looked at te young woman "It's a Pleasure Miss Knightly. Welcome to Greece." he whispered to her "Try not to get on the bad side of the vampires in the castle. They are very powerful." he said and looked at the young looking vampire "A Southern Belle. I remember traveling to Georgia when i was young stable hand in Maine." that was true. when he was 14 the man who ran the stables at Collinwood had traded horses for breeding Purposes and he had been anxious to get away from Collinwood.

He smiled at her "This place is inspiring. a few years ago i began drawing. and Now whenever i get out of the castle i bring my sketch book and pencil with me." he said with charming sideways grin. He was just glad to have a change of companion while he respected the members of the vampire coven and his own coven, he still needed a change from seeing the same individuals over and over again. She wondered How vampires could stand seeing the same faces over and over for centuries without throwing hissy fits. After all the witch who had trained him would throw hissy fits. but that was only because she was alone, she had finally removed the curse on the man she had loved.

He and Angelique were the only ones who knew that the Coffin marked Barnabas Collins, in the Collins Family Mausoleum , was in fact not occupied..

Marshall had accepted, she was a vampire, because he had been living around them for a long while now. He looked at her "This place it wonderful and calming. Sometimes i come late at night and listen to the waves." he loved the water, back in Collinsport he had always listened to waves crashing, On a few occasions his guardian had to rescue him from walking off the cliff. Widows Hill, he had remembered being scared when he noticed the jagged rocks. His mind was wandering again.

[Fiere Knightly]

Fiere smiled a little. “Just Fiere is fine. But thanks? and I wouldn‘t worry. I‘m not one to stay in places to long…”[/color] This had to be the first time in her life that someone treated her this nicely. In a way she liked it. Though what she liked the most was just getting to talk to someone in general. Its been a long time since she had been on her own, it seemed like she forgotten to speak or something. So he did know? So what was he, if not human? “A bit. I mostly spend my time around down in Louisiana. New Orleans and a couple of other places.” she was tempted to ask him how he knew about their kind.

She nodded. “Yeah. I’m like that with my journal,”[/color] she agreed. Any time she could get away from anyone she is with it, she finds a quiet place to think. Looking up she smiled at him. “So what do you like to draw? Scenery or what?” she asked. She really was curious. She had always loved art, even if she was not very good at it herself.

Seeing the ocean as it rushed over the beached, she could not help but sigh silently. It was the first thing and practically the only thing that she remembered from anything about her childhood. When she and the children of the orphanage would take trips to the beach, even if she was on her own even then, she loved the smell and beauty of it all.

[marshalldupres]

Marshall Looked at Fiere and grinned "I've never met a Nomad Vampire before. Sometimes i wish i could be nomadic but i could never leave my coven." he paused he didn't want to tell this vampire his life story but it was nice to have someone new to talk to. He Smiled at her "you're a fairly Young Vampire. I can tell by your energy. Do you have any stories to tell?" he himself hardly traveled since he had joined the Coven. Not because he wasn't allowed to, he just simply feared that if he traveled a lot he would one day choose to not return and he b=never wanted to bring he wrath of the vampire coven and his own Coven down upon himself and other people.

He grinned "i have a journal as well. I just have a hard time writing on a surface that isn't flat so I keep my journal in my room." in truth he had several volumes of the journal he had been keeping it since 1900. If he were to ever die people outside the Supernatural might believe it to be fiction since he always mentioned witches, vampires, werewolves and true love in his journal. He wondered if he dare write to the young woman he had met on his last trip. He hoped Lucy was happy, then of course he had heard a rumor that Christopher one of The Pure One Owned a stable in Washington. The Perfect reason to take another trip because he longed to ride horses again.

He laughed "Sorry, My mind drifted again he said. So I didn't notice if you were telling me anything." he felt so silly when he had to apologizing for losing his train of thought. He stared out at the water "How long do you normally stay in one place?" he asked. he had always wanted to speak to Nomad Vampire he knew the groups of vampires, Like the Pure Ones, usually stayed in one place for as long as possible and then moved on before people started wondering or noticing that they didn't age at all. He stuck his pencil back in his pocket he hadn't realized he had been nervously twirling it in his fingers as he spoke. He ran his fingers through his hair. He usually did that when he was trying to continue conversations "I am sorry for my awkward conversing. Those in my coven only speak to each other in cases of business or something so I am awkward at normal conversational speaking." he explained

Marshall Stretched, a little, as he took in the breeze off the water "This place is so calming. Yet sometimes depressing since my employers tend to scare people off." he had gone to Voterra to take photos of what Pure Ones had left after overthrowing the Volturi. It was so new and old at the same time. The buildings had been there for centuries. He had been working on painting of the castle, he still needed to get more paints so he could finish it. But he kept getting distracted by worrying about the Collins family. More specifically the youngest Member of the Family Lucero Tamsyn Collins The Third. He remembered being in Bangor, Maine once when Daphne had been shopping and someone, he suspected hired by Gabriel, had attempted to Kidnap Lucy as a baby. Marshall had Thwarted that attempt without drawing attention to himself. He Could tell after Returning the child to her Mother that Lucy had been clever, even as a baby. He had often found himself wondering if Daphne was descendant from the last known Blood Line of the mythical Human/Fairy, for lack of a better word, breeding experiments.

Those born into the world of the Supernatural would always be drawn to it. That was the reason it hadn't surprised him that when Lucy fled Collinwood she had First Ended Up in Haven, Maine. Then In Mystic Falls, Connecticut. Then in the Birth place of the Winchesters, finally settling in, of all places, The Olympic Peninsula, the center of insanity for the state of Washington. Marshall had been there Briefly During the time of Levi Uley, Ephraim Black and Quil Ateara, The Fourth. He knew Vampires would return to that place because it was always cloudy and they hardly had to worry about the sun glinting off their skin. "Would you like a tour of the area?" he asked his new acquaintance.

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[Fiere Knightly]

A coven. Fiere really have not been apart of a coven in her forty-one years of life. The young golden eyed beauty adjusted her sitting position, on the rock she was on, and studied him as he spoke. She felt relaxed for some reason, and not tensed as she has been her whole life. “Err…I actually don’t have a coven…I have been on my own pretty much as long as I can remember.” she replied honestly. It did not bother her really, but it still hurt a bit. Stories, she supposed everyone had one. “I guess if you want to know…..I am young, if you couldn’t have guessed by my age. If I were human, I would be about forty-one. I was changed the night I had turned nineteen… I remember camping with my roommate and her friends. They all had been drinking, except me and went into the forest. One of my roommate’s friends, started hitting on me -he was not a pleasant fellow to begin with- and I went for a walk. That’s when I saw him. I don’t really recall what happened after that as I had blacked out…. I never really had a family as I found and remembered I was always with foster families and lived in an orphanage up until I was 18. Other then that I just travel on my own. I have always done that. Humans…I try to avoid much as possible; I may be a so called vegetarian vampire and don’t attack humans its just harder.” she hadn’t told her story in a long time; to really anyone to be honest. It may have hurt but it felt nice to talk to someone.

“That’s awesome. Mine is mostly filled with drawings and little thoughts that popped into my head. Its not like if I ever became famous or something I would want people around,” she replied a little jokingly. Well most of that was true. It was not smart being a young vampire and having humans around. It was hard enough with several around. She only trusted herself around humans when she knew absolutely that she had control over the monster she had to keep inside.

She shrugged. “Its alright, no need to apologize,” she replied. She understood him completely. She was like that when it came to talking; like when she was telling her story. Sometimes she could go on and on, other times, she kept quiet and to herself. “Depending on when it is?” she replied. “For example, if it was a city the most would be about five days….places like here? At least a week, unless something comes up. I try not to get attached to people,” she explained. She did not want people to get hurt, even herself emotionally. She shrugged a little. “If it helps, and to be honest, since I am usually on my own, I usually don’t speak to anyone. I mean I do, but I don’t really make friends or anything; so I kind of understand you there.”

Depressing. Life was depressing. Especially alone when you did not have anyone; even employers. She always tried t think positive, but it was harder as the years went by. As people got older, she stayed the same and in time, in the time she wished she could heal. “I have been here a few days on my own but… Are you sure…who ever you work for wont mind?” she asked.