:: Smiles warmly :: I hope you will be okay I must rest I have travelled many days now I will see you before dawn"

::smiles::
maybe indeed
maybe

*tilts her head to the side as she stands in the entrance hall, watching the being on the floor just off to the right of her kneel over a large crumpled... something or other.
Lifting her eyes for a moment she peers around the hall with peircing green eyes. Feeling a tad bit nervous, she gathers her waist length, dark red hair in both her hands and brings it over her shoulder proceeding to twist it around and around absently.*

::still Isis sits in her bed a journal open and a quill and ink bottle lay on her bedspread::

It's happened again...everytime...everytime..everytime...it's in my head...i can't have that going on in my head...problems...problems...it only causes problems...i must do something...everytime...everytime...

*Sard stared at the poor creature bellow him*"I... when i am mad i will be twenty four summers old and my.... my... mistress she was malkavian, as will I be. and... i remember the future do you know? its hard for me to speak of my... i have no words for it. but later, or was it before? i know it will already have happened by looking at my body, she, my mistress lucindia will be lost and i will have to find her. but i got lost and then HE found me a tzimisce HE hurt me.... many years of pain many days spent in nightmares of what HE would do when i awoke. me stretched me, and gave my arms and legs extra joints.a spy he called me, so a spider he made me...

*his twisted memories no longer bareable Sard remains silent for several heart beats then starts talking again*

"well will you? oh sorry, i haven't asked yet have I? will you come with me? I'll show you something.... oh good"

*with out waiting for answer, and beleaving he has already heard one sard walks off into the hallway, confident in Felix's presence*

::Isis sits and listens to the far off music that plays in her head...it's something new...something she never remembered hearing before...then she realizes that this memory is labled like a file in her mind...Drake put this song into her head::

She's smiling like heaven's down on earth
the sun is shining so bright on her
and all her wishes have finally come true
and her heart is weeping
this happiness is killing her


She'll be right here in my arms, so in love
she'll be right here in these arms, she can't let go


so hard she's trying,
but her heart won't turn to stone
she keeps on crying
but I won't leave her alone

Felix tilts his head to one side and frowns as he tries to keep up with Sard's quick nervous prose. He jumps back a little as Sard tells of the Tzimisce, recognising the word but settles in a squatting position until Sard turns and begins to lead the way.

Oh yes Mr Malkav. Felix will follow. Felix knows Malkavians know the safe places and the fun places alike and Felix loves both. Where do we go?

He bounds after Sard, jumping from wall to wall and pouncing at shadows as he goes.

::Isis sits in her chamber continuing to listent o the music that plays in her head. As she bobs her head to the beat of the drums in the music she feels the need to see Drake. When she snaps to she sees herslf standing outside his chamber door with her hand on the door knocker slamming it so hard against the metal pad that it leaves an indention::

DRA--!

::Just as she begins to call for him she sees the crimson blood running from her wrists again.::

NO! NO! NO! this cannot happen... WHY!? ...of all the curses...

::Isis falls the the floor and weeps as the blood flows. 'She is not human. Why does she bleed a never ending amount? Where does it come from? She has not fed...'She bangs on Drake's door again.::

::whispering:: Drake...please...
::weeps::

:: Drake's eyes open quikly :: "Isis"! :: Throwing on some clothing he turns towards her room and flys Swiftly through the walls and finds him self standing in front of bleeding Isis :: " My lady are you okay"? " This must stop how does this happen"?

Drake Alucard : Born sometime in 525 b.c.
Apperance : Most of the time He is cloaked.
He stands 6' with an agile build with long snow hair and a set of short but sharp fangs. .:He might look young but His eyes show the troubles and years he has been through.
Equipment : Elder's Bow, Assasin Blades, Giant Killer , And Spirit Arrows.
He travels In search of his father's murderers He has found 3/8 of them his father will be missed.

:: Wondering greatly how this problem is happening Drake pulls out a small whislte and blows it moments later the caslte shakes and Drake glides to the roof where his Dragon awaits him:: " Take me to the fern , I will find my answers there "

::Still weeping and bleeding Isis holds her wrists with her head bent into Drake's chest...'Why...why...why...why...'
Isis looks up to look into Drake's eyes and wonders where he is taking her there. Sadly whispering::

Where are we going?

::Before he answers her head falls to her own chest and she is unconscious.::

*muttering under hhis breath sard danced a tango down the halls*

"tikety tok tikety tok! ready the strikeing clock! and if i die before i wake i pray the underlord my sou'll to take.... bah! here she comes here she comes.... shhh!!!"

*Sard turned to Felix as they rounded a corner and motioned for him to be quiet. for a moment his eyes glowed a feral red before his shadow seemed to loom higher and higher on the wall untill covered the wall and as it grew sard's for shifted he his bones seemed to flesh out and his pale palour darkened with rushing blood. he stepped into hallway and as he did a maiden walked around the corner*

"COME TO ME"

*unable to resist the vampiric call the maiden stepped slowly towards hime until Sard's out streched arms wrapped around her, instantly her form went limp, Sard lowered her towards felix*

"here you wanna try?"

Felix's eyes widen as Sard offers him the maid.

Sard I... I'm.... Thankyou. This is the nicest present anyone has ever given poor Felix. Mr Malkav is a good friend. Thankyou.

Felix moves forward slowly, crouched down on his feet with his hands between his knees. He reaches out and takes the woman in his arms. She stirs slightly as he moves her. He brushes her long dark hair back and then draws a claw along her neck to let the blood flow. He drew her up to him and began to lap at the blood with his pale pink togue.
She began to wake as he drew more blood and looked at him hazily, moaning with the sensation. She opened her eyes a little further and gasped at the image looming over her. Felix saw this and snarled a little. He leant in, his lips drawing back to reveal his sharp teeth, and began to bite into her neck as she struggled to scream.

She bites her lower lip and stops twisting her hair around and around in her hands. Feeling a little more brave, she begins to study her surroundings more closely. She lifts her hand and runs it along a painting on the wall to the left of her, admiring its soft colours. A corridor to the right of the painting catches her eye and she moves from the wall and begins to decend down the corridor, taking in the bare walls along the way. She feels puzzled by there not being any doors so far along the hallway.

Interesting...

She mutters to herself as she curiously looks about. The floor becomes colder as she walks deeper into the darkness of the hallway.

*Sard waited paitently until Felix had finished with the girl before speaking*

"hello my lady" *hes said, speaking to thin air and bowing* "i am.... no, thats not yat. stupid stupid, she's around the corner. felix stay here, I'll be back for you"

*Sard began runnnng down the hall way, his double jointed legs carrying him in an extremely fast but disjointd and iregular motion untill he skidded to a halt at a fork in the way and turned left*

"hello my lady" *he said as he bowed towards Arianda* "I am Sard and I will help you"

Blinking she turns to the voice behind her.

Why hello Sard. I am pleased to meet you.

Exetnding her hand in a greeting gesture she holds it in front of herself awaiting Sard's hand in return.

*Sard stared in puzzelment at her extended hand*"... oh yes... a greating
*finaly realising her intention sard extended his emanciated fingers and enclosed her hand, bending his knee and back to gently place his lips to the top of her hand*
" i.... was... a coutier for some years i think, or maybe that hasn't happened yet, its the memories you see, no you don't actauly you can't, come follow me and we can talk some more"

*Sard released his hand and turned to walk back the way he had come*

Listens as he speaks, feeling overwhelmed by his own confusion. Taking her hand back she brushes her waist length hair over her shoulder and follows close behind him. Watching the back of his head, she still has yet to decide if he poses as a threat to her. She clasps her hands behind her back, not taking her eyes off of the back of his head.

coming upon the stone fortress, i land on the roof looking down at the door. a long hard night deserves a long hard bed in a dark castle. he looks over the area. the abomanations are strong here, and a few other seem to be about.

sliding down near the wall, i slide to the door with the sound a feather makes slapping into a wall. i entered in and see the beauty of a lady before me in the hallway. she seems to be following a man and there are many others scattered around. i wonder if theres a party.