The Masquerade ::Vi and Mar::

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Thierry sighed, pushing her hair back some. She made sure the curls in her hair stayed in place as she as she placed her white and sapphire mask on. Her dressed was long but puffy at the waist and she slipped her shoes on, wondering why the hell she was going anyway.

Thierry shook her head, looking at him. "Who..who..I.." She started, but cut herself short. "So this is your sire..huh?" Larkson asked, smirking.

"we'll talk about it later, okay"
he turned to the other girl and grinned

"that's me, and you would be the unmentioned sister"

Thierry nodded, only to growl softly at her sister. "Dont even think about it." She hissed at her. Larkson smirked, but didnt say anything.

"she will think about it, but only once. something will prevent her from thinking it again. What do you say we get ourselves installed here?"

Thierry looked at Mar, confused, but didnt say anything. She looked back at Larkson, who grabbed her bag and nodded, grabbing hers. "I claim the room next to him." Larkson said, looking at Theirry.

"who says there are adjacent rooms" he quirked an eyebrow "and just maybe I don't want the one next to you" he shot back

Larkson kept the smirk on her face, looking back at him. "Then be stuck with Ms. Cry-for-my-sire-every-night. I do say, it gets annoying." She told him before reaching into one of her bags. "Do I have to turn my daggers in? I like to keep them handy." She said, throwing one at Thierry, who caught it.

"must be a family thing" he snorted shaking his head

they headed up a flight of stairs that took them to the first floor where the bedrooms were
"allright, go pick a room"

Larkson just walked towards one, slamming the door shut behind her. Thierry looked up at Mar before looking down. "I dont want to be by myself." She mumbled, noticing her shoes were untied. She bent down and tied it, before grabbing her bag and walking to a room.

he followed her into the room and leaned against the cupboard that was against the wall

"I can see some similarities between the two of you" he says lightly "Can we leave her on her own? with the daggers? will she be fine?" he asked one question slowly after the other

"are you okay?" he asks once she has stopped putting her stuf down or away

"We are nothing alike." Thierry hissed, turning towards him. When he asked his other questions, she shrugged. "Yes we can leave her alone, maybe not with daggers, and most likely." She replied, ignoring his other question.

"I never said you were alike, just that you have things in common. what's her story anyway? I never knew you had a sister"

he had noticed she didn't reply to his question but decided to let it slide for now

"She doesnt have one. That's it." Thierry said, sitting on her bed. She allowed herself to lay back, yawning a bit.

he regarded her a bit skepticly but then nodded

"you want me to stay while you rest?" he asked

Thierry looked at him and smiled softly. "Please?" She asked him, moving over a bit for him to lay beside her.

"not a problem" he smiled in return and walked over to the bed and lay down beside her

"don't worry, we'll get through it"

"I hope so." Thirry whispered, laying her head by him. She curled into her little cat ball like thing. "I..I just hate this." She whispered, grabbing his hand.

''Hate what?'' he asked and gave her hand a comforting squeeze

"Hate having to run...again. God this is just boring." She told him, sitting back up. "Now I have to watch over that..that thing...and then wonder if she is going to try and get Luke here."

''It's more like hiding for the moment, and if all turns out right you won't have to run any more. Don't worry about your sister, there's nothing she can do from here. this place is as safe as Azkaban''

Thierry nodded, playing with a string on her bed. "I...ho..how come you never realized it was me calling?" She asked him softly.

she asked him a question he didn't realy know the answer to himself

''Maybe I didn't dare to see something in it cause at first I thought everything that happened was you trying to contact me. they had to stop me more then once from going headfirst into things. and afther a couple of weeks I didn't dare hope anymore, cause nobody seemed to know anything. and the few times I had tried to reach you didn't get an answer either so I assumed you really didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore''

"Oh..." Theirry said, looking down. She lt go of the string and then heard her door open. "Thierry, where the hell is my..." Larkson started before raising an eyebrow.

he had hoped to get more of a response out of her then just oh, but they were interrupted by her sister

he just looked at the girl standing in the doorframe and tried to picture the two of them being little and growing up together

"What do you want, Larkson..." Theirry asked harshly. Larkson leaned in the door way, smirking. "Is that anyway to talk to me?" She asked her, eyebrow raised. Thierry bit her lip from saying anythign.

he didn't want to interfere between the two sisters so he was going to let her handle this, unless it becam enecessary for him to step in off course
he wouldn't let things get out of hand

"You really hate me, dont you Lark?" Thierry asked her. "That was a silly question to ask, leach." Larkson hissed at her. THierry sighed, but didnt show any emotion. "What do you want?" She asked. Larkon's eyes looked over at Mar before snapping back at Thierry. "You left my potion kit...I need it." She told her.

he wondered about two things, what would thierry answer her and why would her sister need a potions kit

Thierry sighed, standing up. She walked over to her bag and opened it, taking out a really small cauldron and some herbs and potions. "Here, take it and go." She told her. Larkon smiked, taking the potion kit and walking back to her room, hummimg.

he quirked an eyebrow at her once her siter had left the room

''we can trust she is not going to poison us or use something nasty out of a cauldron on us?'' he asked her

"I'm not stupid, Mar. I gave her my kit, the one with good stuff in it. No way can she make something to kill us." She told him, laying back down on the bed with her hands over her face.

''no, you're not. So how come you and your sister don't get along? Though you do care enough about her to not leave her behind'' he asked her curiously

he had always had a good relationship with his sibling so he didn't understand how someone could hate his or her own brother or sister

"It wasnt always like this...she blames me...for the death of our parents....and for what I am." Thierry said, moving her hands from her face. She kept her eyes closed though, thinking.

''Sorry to hear. she must hate me as well then, since I'm responsible for making you what you are. So why did you insisted on taking her with you? you hope she will forgive you or something?''

"Because she is my responsible..." She whispered, looking at him. "She like you were-are suppose to look after your spawns...even if you have a rebel one." She mumbled, before something clicked. "Where's your friends at?" She asked sitting up.

he nodded at her explanation and understood, it was all big sister duty, as his sister used to say when she did something to save him from being punished or getting hurt

''you mean Sally and Edward? they should be already have been lifted from their beds and taken in for questioning. don't worry about them, neither was sleeping and neither was alone, they have very solid alibis and won't get hurt much''

Thierry nodded, but didnt really care to much for them at the moment. "Are they coming here?" She asked him, looking at him again.

he shook his head ''No, they won't be comming here. Only four people know about the plan and they're not in on it. It was safer for them not to know about what was going to happen. They are my responsibility and I didn't want to jeopardisettheir lives for a reckless plan''

Thierry nodded, turning on her side. She sighed, pulling at the cover on the bed.

''don't worry'' he said in a soft voice tucking her in somewhat ''we ahve two weeks to take care of things and make sure everything will be allright''

Thierrry sighed, but nodded. She wrapped the cover around her, closing her eyes. "Are you still going to be here when i wake up?" She asked him softly.

''if you want me to'' he replied ''I have things to make up to you, don't I''

Thierry smiled but shook her head. She grabbed his hand again and fell asleep.

he was glad to see her smile, he hadn't seen her smile in a long time. well it had been two years since he last saw her and she certainly hadn't been laughing then. he heard her breathing slow down and soon she was sound asleep

fatigue overcame him a short while later and his eyes dropped shut in no time

Awhile later, Thierry woke up. She groaned, sitting up. She looked beside her and smiled, seeing Mar had stayed. She pushed some hair from his face a bit before standing up, walking over to her bag.

he hadn't realised he was so in need of sleep, but the past two weeks hadn't been a holliday for him and sleep was not something they allowed him a lot off. so he slept longer and sounder then he had thought was possible

Thierry let the smell over lavender's go threw the room as she used her potion kit that had been brought back to her. She put a few more iris petal's into the potion, watching it turn a light purple and finally clear.

he started to wake to the smell of lavender prickling his senses
he grogily opened his eyes and found thierry hunched over a simmering cauldron

''watcha doin?'' he asked, sleep evident in his voice

"Healing." She mumbled, getting some of the potion into a small vail. She walked over to him, sitting on the edge of the bed. "All you have to do is wash with it and it should help heal you....God knows you need it." She said, smiling softly before going back to her cauldron.

he was rendered speechless for a couple of seconds and just regarded her with big eyes of wonderment. She made him a healing potion, if he hadn't felt so stif and sore he would have danced of joy

''tha-thanks'' he stuttered ''that will be great. Do I just pour it in the water or only use the potion to wash me with?'' he asked eyeing the vial in his hands