[center][B][U]Mairyell[/B] - [I]Sanguine[/I][/U] [I]Loom - Evening[/I][/center] His wing carrying him from Solus' mansion towards the Academy, Mairyell considered the events that had happened today. Quite a few, he mused. He'd discovered some things he'd not have believed if anyone except Solus had been the source. Shaking his head as he swooped low and then soared high once more, enjoying the air flying past him. Then something odd happened, he [I]felt[/I] something coming, but didn't smell anyone nearby. Landing on a building mere blocks away from the Academy, and thus his sister, Mairyell glanced around suspiciously. Then it happened, something nostalgic, or perhaps annoyingly familiar. A phone appeared. Feeling no malignant or harmful essence from it, Mairyell took hold and pressed it to his ear. [I]Well, whomever this is went through some effort to get this to me, so might as well liste-[/I] his thought froze partway through as he heard the voice on the other end pipe up. [I]“My dear little vampire! I know it’s been a long time, too long in fact, since we’ve had contact, but at least I haven’t had to go get new help again!"[/I] His jaw locked, but he continued to listen, [I]"Do you know how hard it is to find a werewolf and turn it into an ascended werewolf without killing it? I don’t think you do. Hans took me years to find, and then you just killed him as easy as you pleased."[/I] Hans, yeah he remembered that name, he'd been the first ascended demon he'd killed. It had been easy, almost too easy, to end his life. He'd been protecting someone...that was the day he'd lost Aeris and he remembered not wanting to lose anyone else. He'd clung to the idea of any companionship. It had been the day that he started to change. [I]"Regardless, that’s all water under the bridge. I’ve been watching you these last two hundred years, when my experiments on Mary permitted me too that is, and I’m sooo pleased you’ve become a goody little two shoes defender of the weak. I have a request, a demand really, that should be right up your alley with the whole ‘defend those who cannot defend themselves’ thing."[/I] He suppressed a growl, remembering Mary, the girl he'd been protecting. He'd only done part of the job...Solus had done the rest. [I]"You see, I finally got Mary. Took me a little portal tweaking, but I got her. I got my research done in the two hundred years, etc. Then I lost her again, and I can’t get her again, because she’s gone to the Academy."[/I] Eyes widening slightly at the fact that the girl had survived for the last two hundred years, despite being both unable to fight, and a plain human with no magical talent, Mairyell looked at the Academy, but the voice continued. [I]"You know, that new place where humans can actually become a threat to Angels and Demons without being turned into monsters like you! Anyways, so I grabbed another girl, named Olivia Matthews. She’s only about, hmm, twelve I think. And I’ll be forced to experiment on her, in a very painful and mind breaking fashion, unless I get Mary back. Mary isn’t quite finished, you see. I want to avoid the whole mess of experimenting on Olivia, and then sending the recordings of her screams and pleading and begging to you, so if you could kindly go grab Mary and then deliver her to Loom, calling me on this phone when you do so, that’d be great! I’ll even give Olivia back to her loved ones!”[/I] Mairyell felt his breathing shorten somewhat and as the man hung up, he closed the phone, pushing it into his back pocket. His eyes were crimson, but a smile was on his lips. [B]"You know, it's funny how old acquaintances resurge. First I find out about Szayeis, and now good ol' [I]Sir[/I] makes contact."[/B] He chuckled to himself, exhaling sharply, noticing a small amount of his blood exuding from his arm. Clenching his fist he reabsorbed it, he needed to talk to Aeris first. [I]Then[/I] he could finally track the bastard down and fulfill his promise. It'd been a long time, but he hadn't forgotten. Not a single word. Crouching, the vampire readied his wings and sprung back into the air, heading for the Academy to meet his sister. After that it'd be hunting time, and oh would it be interesting. He'd heard that Sir was a demonic lord, though with no land and few servants by comparison. Perhaps he'd contacted Solus as well, if so the man was an idiot. Hell, even if he'd just contacted him, he was obviously insane. Mairyell had his scent. It had been 200 years, but Mairyell never forgot a scent...and he hadn't forgotten his promise. He would kill Sir. The only real questions were when...and how. --- Arriving at the Academy, Mairyell tracked Aeris' towards a portion that he figured were the dorms, or perhaps staff accommodations. He was about to knock when the door opened. Looking slightly surprised as Aeris practically walked into him, he instinctually took a half step back, with one foot, to brace himself. Seemed she'd been eager to see him, or maybe just too absentminded to have noticed his presence [I]right outside her door[/I]. Nonetheless he decided to give her a hug. Why not? They hadn't seen eachother since earlier that day, and before that 200 years ago. A hug felt nice. Too bad he had other, less pleasant, matters to speak to her with.... Afterall, the wheels had begun to turn once more and the sped up...faster and faster. Who knows what could happen.