http://servessithis.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] servessithis.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2011-10-03 08:55 pm

Welcome to the Family; closed

When; October 3, after sunset
Rating; Possibly PG-13 for talk of murder and possible swearing
Characters; Vicente Valtieri, prospective Dark Brotherhood members
Summary; Sleep tight, everyone. You might just get a visitor by your bed.
Log;

[It's time. He has his list of names, and he knows where they live. The Family is about to get a little bigger, with him as their acting-Speaker. This really is Lucien's job, but he isn't here. He has even sewn together his own Speaker robe for himself, only without the enchantments.]

[ooc: Those who were interested may post their characters sleeping in bed, where Vicente will wake them and make the offer.]


Previous post 'live' should have a strike through >.>

[identity profile] council-king.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I have... no. I had a family, once." He doesn't seem bothered by the tense he uses in the slightest bit.

"I've never heard of your Night Mother. Is she new?"
Edited 2011-10-08 05:50 (UTC)

[identity profile] council-king.livejournal.com 2011-10-10 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
"A family a murderers, really..."

He smiles, cocking his head to one side as he looks the other man over.

"And you want me to join. What brought me to your attention?"

[identity profile] council-king.livejournal.com 2011-10-11 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
He takes the piece of paper. More for curiosity than anything else. Rido wished to see who this vampire wanted dead.

"Who is he? What did he do?"

[identity profile] council-king.livejournal.com 2011-10-13 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
It's amusing, really... thinking that he can dictate what a Pureblood does. But Rido takes the knife, again smirking at the suggestion that he'd even need a weapon. Briefly, Rido wonders if Vincente is even aware that death has no meaning here. Still, it didn't matter to him if a sacrifice is given to him as an appetizer. His hunger knew no bounds...

"You will answer my questions when this thing 'dies'~ I will not be dismissed." His mismatched eyes peer out through the longer lengths of his hair. "Find me when I'm out."