Hmm... To have one's student removed without warning makes for great dissatisfaction. But perhaps she can learn from Toshiko, better than I. The one who guided me.

Until another comes my way, should any have need of my talents, I may be called upon.

I am no longer vampire... But neither am I mortal.

I am find myself now amongst the true undead.

But this place... I do not understand it. Even as I write these words, hunting for this thing the Admiral asks of us, I find my student. The one I am expected to guide, now more equal with me than ever ( Read more... )

Private - Admiral:

Lua is to have her journal changed, please. Her privacies are to be no more.

Private - Lua:

You will no longer scheme in your writings without my knowing. There shall be no secrets. The Admiral will soon make this so.

You must earn this privilege back.

You have not been wholly truthful with me.

The one known as Moriarty sought to have me suspected of murder...

Was this known? And if so, when was I to be informed?

I think you would be proud of me... I was given reason to express anger, yet I did not. I was expected to harm or kill, but I refused.

There is a word in English for my troubles, I have found. It is 'jurisdiction'.

I felt you should know that your teachings, at least, have stayed with me and not gone ignored.

Vladislaus, do not write to me of respect, of equalities, of our agreement for boundaries, only to cross my affairs in this way ( Read more... )

So much talk of death, torments and sex... A spraying of honesties, as if we are seeds in need of watering.

I enjoy this thing!

Crazy snake boy
Man of serpents
Commander of cobras
Doctor of hisses
Frustrated youth

CRAZY SNAKE BOY!

You like contraptions and devices - I have idea for you to create with my good friend, Toshiko! It will do much to enforce punishments of horror upon those who cause a great many murders ( Read more... )

I said nothing of it, for my interest laid in retrieving you.

But now there has been chance for reflection, I write to you in query of one simple thing... Upon your return, upon your change back to who you are, why was the scent of Vladislaus' blood upon you?