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Post by nd12 on Aug 1, 2009 23:20:23 GMT -5
Nastasia lay draped over a leather sofa, she was in her element and loving it. Engrossed in a thick book, The covers were of a remarkably fine-grained but worn black leather. It was entitled The Collection and Preparation of Human Ingredients. Nastasia took in every word her eyes fell upon a certain human part, Every body part was alphabetically arranged in order. Viscera- Intestines There was a picture in the far corner of a set of intestines being drawn out of a person and wound up on a spool. Nastasia scanned down further Liqueur Mortis- a powerful liquid distilled from all the collected excretions of the subject while they are dying. A bound, naked figure, illustrated in obvious agony, was suspended from the waist above a large cauldron, blood or vomit gushing from his open mouth. Nastasia moved on further Virgin’s Blood. An essential ingredient in some of the more powerful healing potions, as well as draughts for binding men. The last ingredient she had supply of even if it was her own and some of those healing potions that virgin's blood was necessary for she had mastered, no injury would go untreated for her. At least when it came time to become an apprentice she would already have her supply and not have to do the "deed" with the instructor or another male apprentice. Albert of course knew her reasons which put aside any hurt that he wasn't her first because for Nastasia it really was just for potions purposes only.
Nastasia glanced over at Albert sound asleep over book he had been reading. Nastasia cleared her throat loudly and with a sneer she began to speak drawling "Albert wake up, your not being very useful company, remember you can rest when you die, just like I will when I have accomplished everything I need to. You most definitley are not going to rest until after I do, I can assure you."
*Source: Fred Saberhagen's A Matter of Taste- a vampire novel
WARNING: very gory in detail.
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Post by Albert Glasgow on Aug 2, 2009 0:02:18 GMT -5
Albert had gladly accompanied Nastasia to an old friendly hangout they both knew and had read about in Hogwarts A History. The come and go room was the best place to go if one wanted time to their self. Nastasia had explained what she had been doing all this time being away, she had learn some many new things to Alberts delight, Learned about the different potions ingredients in what countries she was staying in, Albert took in all the information intensely This of course didn't suprise Albert Nastasia was not one to lay around and let any day go to waste or letting her life go to waste. They each hoped that by the end of next year to successfully brew Wolfsbane potion successfully to the standards of the examiners. Not many, if hardly any witches or wizards knew how to perfectly brew such a complicated potion, but he and Nastasia had been both to their suprise had been working on it. Albert had been working on it this summer while school was out, but Nastasia had been working as time allowed. Pacifying her parents took top priority. Nastasia had lost her virginity but this didn't bother Albert, she like him knew what such thing could be used for in potioins. He knew their wedding night would still be special anyway.
Nastasia settled into a book and Albert did as well, he needed to brush up on some more techinques for blood magic. The words however drowned into the sea of other words on the pages and with heavy eyes Albert's eyes closed to the darkness of sleep.
At the sound of Nastasia's voice, Albert jolted awake sitting back up straight in his chair and pushed his chair more closer to the table. " No rest until I die, got it" he said personally making a mental note. "So right you are I want you to rest first before me, You mean so much..."
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Post by nd12 on Aug 2, 2009 0:23:46 GMT -5
"Don't make me have to remind you again" Nastasia told Albert cutting him off from what he was about to say. "Since your having a hard time staying awake how about you assist me in making a permanent form of communication for us? It involves blood magic this will be fun" Nastasia said the last bit teasingly with a smirk closing the book she was reading. Nastasia wallked to the other side of the room which functioned as a workroom and potions lab. Nastasia filled two cauldrons with ink,one with blue and the other with green. Nastasia added just a little water and put a small flame under each cauldron to lightly heat each mixture. Nastasia separated a small section behind her ear and with a pair of shears she cut a lock of her hair which gracefully moved thru the air and landed on the table in front of her. "Well...come forward so we can get started on our bookmarks" Nastasia said with a smirk. They were just plain old cheap flourish and Botts bookmarks, but served the purpose for unspoken communication.
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Post by Albert Glasgow on Aug 4, 2009 17:03:51 GMT -5
Albert obediently stepped forward, the feeling of her hand as reached for a lock of hair gave him goosebumps. He was hoping when it came to add his blood to one of the mixtures she would jab his finger for him as well he knew how much pleasure it gave her to hurt people. It wouldn't hurt for him though, but he would pretend it did just for her. Just to see the look in her eyes, but of course it wouldn't last long. Nastasia had told him how she killed her fiance, Albert listened with joy, interest and wonder at how creatively Nastasia had been in doing so. When Nastasia wanted something done she really took everything, planning for anything and everything that could possibly happen to interfere. Albert could always never forget that about Nastasia, he never had when he remembered her from time to time in the past.
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Post by nd12 on Aug 4, 2009 17:54:38 GMT -5
With a quick brush of her fingers and the snick of the shears Nastasia took the greasu curly lock of hair and placed it beside the neighboring cauldron. Nastasia pulled out a very long needle and quickly but swiftly stabbed her finger, carefully she squeezed three drops of blood into her cauldron of green ink the potion bubbled and gave off a light hiss Nastasia removed it off the small flame. "Place your finger on the table Albert" Nastasia commanded him. Hopefully he would remember the rest and follow her lead it would save so much time, afterall he knew this sort magic existed. Now all that was left to do was add the hairs and dip the quills in, exchange inks then color in the bookmarks.
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Post by Albert Glasgow on Aug 10, 2009 22:29:12 GMT -5
Obediently and with a rush of excitement Albert complied, pain followed quickly and swiftly. Now he sprinkled three big fat drops of his blood in the blue mixture and sprinkled his hair in last. Now the blue ink mixture bubbled simultaniously and then lightly hissed which indicated it was finished. Albert reached for a quill on the table and dipped a generous amount of the blue ink on his quill and began coloring the flowers on his book mark with blue ink.
He wouldn't be able to fall back to sleep after this, no he certainly wouldn't
Albert had never enjoyed such a moment as this with Nastasia in his entire life, but somehow deep inside he had a feeling there would be more moment just like this and even better to come.
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Post by nd12 on Aug 10, 2009 22:40:13 GMT -5
Good he still knows the directions, but why should I be suprised he's so lame that he's been memorizing it just for this moment Nastasia snidely thought to herself she would have a big laugh about said thought later. Nastasia reached for the other quill and got to work coloring in her book mark which had slithering snakes up and down horizontally. Once she had finished she scribbled a message to test out just how well the bookmarks would work. Nastasia simply scribbled "Albert?"
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