a moon light grave

[maxamillion]

the full moon peaked out from behind a blanket of gray clouds as a solitary figure stood before an obsidian tombstone, the name illuminated by a single ray of moonlight shone with a silver light. " here lies Deimos Ravenloft. son of Gabriel Ravenloft first born son may his soul rest in peace." Maxamillion stood his long black hair blowing slightly in the breeze as he sneered down at the tombstone. " you and i both know brother that your soul will never find peace in anything, even death. in the end your own ambition and greed got the better of you. the blood you spilled could fill the deepest ocean and now after all this time all the pain and suffering you put me through it all amounts to this. " max spit on the grave and turned his back on it

[Laura]

It seemed to be a beautiful night, quiet and peaceful. Too bad stars could not be seen through the clouds but still there were something in the sky that got her attention. Laura immediately aimed her photocamera's lens right at the full moon, at perfect moment when it was just about to reveal itself from the clouds. The picture would be marvelous and with that mysterious halo around the the moon. Click click click...camera silently worked until she lowered it and grinned widely checking up the pictures. " Perfect timing" she uttered to herself and granted a small loving kiss to her Cannon professional photo camera and continues to shoot pictures randomly, each random aim seemed to be perfect still. One of them seemed to catch a lonesome man standing and looking away from a grave. Oh what a wonderful picture....the pose...the emotion.....it spoke so loudly....and in fact made her to sigh heavily as his mood seemed to touch her even from a distance. " What happened so terrible that you hate that person so much...?" she uttered to herself silently wondering.

(hope you don't mind me here)

[maxamillion]

( not at all its always better to rp with a good partner or two)


Maxamillion shook his head as he said " this person was once some one i looked up to and loved. he was my idol and the one who gave me the curse i bear. a twisted soul as black and vile as the deepest abyss. his very name steeped in darkness and his blood taints every thing it touches. evil like no other before or after lies buried here. his name was Deimos Ravenloft and he was my older brother." his voice was cold as ice there was no love in either his eyes or speech. " the man that was my brother died centuries ago when he gave me this curse."

[Laura]

She blinked at his response, so surely he had heard her whispers carried away by the eerie wind of October. Such coldness in his voice tone made her shudder mentally. Was that Deimos really so evil? Wasn't there any humanity within him. Also, Maxamillion seemed to be as he had lost that port long ago himself. Something had bothered this man. " Ah.....a vampire..." she uttered softly and smiled lightly at the very fact. Yet another one to her endless encounters with this kind of creatures. Careful that she should be around them....especially when she knows way too much, especially when she had...extremely bad experience with vampires, Laura instead of growing fear towards them, became curious. She attempted to research something she did not understand....and so she discovered that if kills someone, not every vampire is ruthless murderer. " You did really not see true evil, sir" she said lowering her camera again and glances at the grave. " Althou no one deserves for death....I believe whatever a person is like is not for no reason....if he was evil as you said.....he probably a reason to it.." she said. Laura actually felt tempted to begin her researches about vampires again. And begin with Max and Deimos for intuition tells her this story would be worth all the researches....

[maxamillion]

max fixed his gaze upon the woman standing so near and yet so very far away. his expression relaxed a little as his purple eyes fixed her with a deep knowing stare. " you are right he was not always evil and yes we were both undead children of the eternal night. blood brothers in more ways than one. but Deimos saw our curse as a gift given to us as he said ' by some unholy god of darkness to better teach us about life's hardships and cruelty.' he thought himself to be a god among men and why whouldnt he immortality and eternal youth what man wouldnt think himself a god with such gifts. then there was the in human speed and strength how he relished those gifts. at first he was just and fair only killing those already condemned by society to die any way but then he started to become his own judge and carried out unmerciful executions of innocents. his lust for what he deemed a fun use of his god hood drove him to become a sick and twisted shell of his former self, so that in name only was he the person i once called brother" Max shook his head some as he looked up at the moon before he gazed at her again " i am Maxamillion Ravenloft last of the Ravenloft clan. i am sorry if my brooding dissurbed your work. and it is a pleasure to meet you" he bowed low at the hip his long black hair brushing the ground.

[Laura]

She stared at him wit her goldish green eyes catching on each word he said and sighed heavily. The feeling to be last in generation is not the best. Laura knows that feeling. A heavy sigh escaped her lips after he finished trying not drift into her own hell she's been through. Thought the ghost of same hell had awoken her this morning half past four am. Since then she wasn't able to get asleep and if not darkness around it could be seen clearly the insomnia's signs in her tired eyes. But she struggled through the day, and made it to stay up till so late.

A faint smile came to her lips finally, radiating nearly like the sun in midnight. " Like wise" she mused holding her hand out for a handshake. " Evita Newbelle Laura Hale or just Laura" she snickered at her long introductions. " I don't care about the titles actually....in fact they tells nothing important about the person....but the eyes....the body language....the manners.." she trailed off releasing that is already babbling like a story teller and shuts up." Heh....sorry i speak too much often" she laughs some nervously.

[maxamillion]

Max's big hand took hers and he shook it gently as he said " well mannerisms and body language dose say a lot about someone but what can tell you more is their speech patterns. " he smiled briefly at her small rambling before his face hardened into a mask of near emotionless " but you are correct titles dont make a person but rather a person makes his or her titles."

[Laura]

She smiled a little. Laura felt quit strange around this one - he was way bigger than she was in body size. But something seemed to draw her to him, something she could not explain. Maybe his inner world....maybe the hidden emotions behind the emotionless mask. Laura hardly could pin point it at the moment and she felt the urge to find it out. " Les yeux sont le meilleur miroir de ceux monde intérieur..." she whispered in almost perfect French and smiled mysteriously letting go off his hand. " So tell me...what brings you here to this town, Max?" she questioned him curiously leaning against the random tree.

[maxamillion]

Maxamillion smiled a crooked little smile as he said " i honestly have no idea. i always seem to wander back here around this time a year no matter where i am in the world. there is always the hope of seeing some near forgotten ghost from my past." his mannerisms seemed to slip into that of a noble from the dark ages after the fall of rome. from the way he carried himself to the way he spoke. " you see my dear that there are a few unresolved conflicts deep with in the heart of my past and many of those conflicts center here in this city. so i guess it could be as simple as ting up lose ends but i feel there's more too it then that."

[Laura]

"Ahh.." she smiled nodding some a little at his words. " But there is always something more beyond reasons we know....." she said and glanced at the sky as it speaks of upcoming storm. This would be less what she would want. For some reasons.....Laura is panicaly avoiding of storms and especially lightnings. A brief smiled played upon her lips as she grabs her photo camera . " Well it's late already. I have to go. It was nice to meet you, Max, regardless the weird circumstances" she said and smiled lightly.

[maxamillion]

Max smiled as he said " it was nice to meet you also young one" he watched as the storm clouds rolled through the sky and felt that familiar tingle in his tightening muscles as the first bolt of lightning split the sky and a massive crack of thunder rumbled in the distance. " ah i was wondering when my old penchant for calling storms would show up." he uttered in a whisper almost too quiet to hear.

[Laura]

"Young one.." she laughed some at how she was called like and turns to walk away, but her hopes to avoid something she feared failed with the first lightning splitting the sky in half, Laura froze where she stood with her eyes wide. Her fingers grasping onto something. " Move your ass out off here, your idiot.." she muttered at herself silently and still waited until forced herself to simply run out of there as fast as she could looking for a shelter to stay at until storm would end.

[maxamillion]

Max almost didnt notice her leave as he looked up into the darkening clouds and smiled as the first cold drops of rain began to fall. he closed his eyes and whispered " on the winds of change i ride, through the storm of ages i live. my eyes light with the flash of sky's blade, my heart beats with the rumbling of the sky's voice. On raven wings i soar through the Knight" then a bolt of black lightning struck the ground right where he was standing and filled the area with an eerie black light and then max was gone. only charred raven feathers where he once stood.