Bordello of Blood, Part Three!
Ancel stands there trembling, not sure what to do, but he isn't given much time to dwell on his predicament..there is soon a sharp knock at the door, three times, before they swing wide open of their own accord, the male vampires standing in a swell of fog that sweeps into the hall.
Vlad calls to Ancel to invite him in. Ancel looks around, confused, then at the urging of the maniacs, who are muttering "no, don't!" in the midst of their usual gibberish, Ancel refuses. The vampires look taken aback, and Vlad, more sternly, tells him to invite him in. Ancel replies that the doors are open, why can't he just walk through? Vlad explains then that it is the power of this place, that he cannot enter unless invited by one such as Ancel, who has been invited in as a member of the household, before demanding that Ancel invite him in. Ancel trembles and again refuses, crying out that they will kill him and his brother. Vlad screams "INVITE ME IN!" and for a moment it seems Ancel might stand fast...
Instead he crumples to the floor, brokenly calling out "Come in!" The vampires laugh, and enter at last. Vlad and the long-haired blond make a point to walk over Ancel's prone body on their way up to the main stage.
The one in the bowler hat notes the plates that are out, and claims that since everyone has already had an appetizer, he'll help himself to one as well, tugging one of the maniacs up and piercing the underside of his chin, causing a splurt of blood that jets out over the front tables.
Meanwhile, Vlad uses the same psychic hold as the Madame to lift Ancel from the ground and demand to know the whereabouts of the chalice. Ancel splutters out that he saw it, that they had killed someone to fill it, and Vlad turns furious and tosses him aside, claiming that they've already gone too far. The long-haired blond asks if they are done with Ancel then, and they all seem to lunge towards him, eager for a snack. Anton cries out for Vlad to stop, that they had a deal with him, to help him! Vlad tells the others to hold.
"You favor him, Anton? You want me to remain true to my word? You wish for me to leave him alive?" he croons, petting Anton, who stammers out, as though it pains him to do it, "Yes...I'll...I'll do anything."
"Yes, you will." Vlad replies, before tugging him in for a kiss. "You know that your wish is my will."
Vlad orders Ancel to be let go, and the long-haired blond snarls in impatience, asking if he is meant to starve this night. Vlad holds off the question, lifting his head, and announcing he can smell the whores approaching, before ordering the vampires into hiding. As they go, the bowler-hat clad vampire snarls "Damn your pity, Anton!" and grunts from the others indicate they share the sentiment, before all duck into the darkness and the whores, indeed, make their return.
Resettling themselves comfortably, Bridget announces the serving of the antipasta, and the whores converse amongst themselves while it is being served up. Right up until the Ancient One begins sniffing the air, moving to her feet with an odd expression on her face, which turns coy. "Oh Vlad," she calls. "I can smell you, husband."
The whores look shocked, except for the Madame, who looks PISSED instead. Vlad does indeed appear out of the shadows, smirking as he moves towards the Ancient One, who claims that it is unbecoming of a vampire to hide in the shadows. Besides, she would recognize the scent of him anywhere. A moment of tension stretches between them, before Vlad grabs her and dips her into a kiss.
The Madame storms to her feet, demanding to know which of these filthy little whores let this creature in, jealousy fueling her rage. She turns her gaze on Ancel, demanding to know if he opened the door for them. Before Ancel can confess, Filth tugs him aside and stands before the furious vampire, whimpering that they had promised him Paradise. Enraged at this betrayal, the Madame proceeds to fling him about through the air, sending him tumbling down the aisle, then choking him til Ancel screams for her to stop, before throwing him into the far gate and letting him crumple to the ground.
Turning back to see the Ancient One and Vlad still gazing into one another's eyes, the Madame prepares to send another round of punishment Filth's way, when out of nowhere streaks Anton, who grabs at her arm, pleading for her to stop. She does, if only in shock at the newcomer, and the Ancient One descends upon him with sniffs and kisses and licks, obviously enamored, and asking Vlad who this pretty thing is.
Vlad replies that he is his.......pet. Anton repeats the phrase in disgust, while the Ancient One does as well, in amusement. Vlad replies that someone had to entertain him when she left him, and that no other woman had the fortitude to withstand his attentions. Having well had enough of this, the Madame announces that it is time for him and his "pet" to leave!
"Not yet," Vlad replies, clapping his hands together, and suddenly the vampires spring from their hiding places and attack!