During the course of the day, I packed up my things to move into Donovan’s – anything that wouldn’t fit into the bedroom I could store or give away. It was while I was packing that I received a knock at the door. Checking the peephole, I saw Ben. I let him in, but didn’t get a chance to ask him what he was doing at my place or how he had found me. In fact, the door had barely gotten closed before he carried me off to my bedroom and just….took me. It was epic sex, again and I loved it. I passed out at one point and woke to find a note that said “Thanks”.
Tonight, Donovan wanted us to go with him to something called Elysium, a safe haven for other vampires. He wanted to begin introducing us to his world. He warned us though, not to speak unless spoken to, and not to make direct eye contact with anyone. The whole experience was kind of surreal. Suffice to say, Donovan was given a task where he would earn gold and experience, RPG style, and all he had to do was pick up some milk.
I figured as much that Donovan would pass the task to us. Well, it ended up being me, since Scott stayed behind to deal with Jackhand. In any case, Donovan did say he’d give us the gold from the mission, so at least we were getting paid to get some milk for the Prince of the city (yes, the vampires follow a feudal hierarchy system, it seems). I was asked to get some other things, namely for Jackhand (a leash and collar, primarily) and headed to the market.
It was as I was bent over, reaching for the milk that I heard a voice yell that this was a robbery – everyone stay on the floor. As he hadn’t seen me yet, I ducked down. I consulted the fates quickly and they said I should act – so I did. I snuck up behind the robber and grabbed his gun arm, yanking it up. As I was struggling with him the shop owner came over to help, and told me to call 911, which I did. After the police came and arrested the guy, and got information from me, the shop owner was extremely grateful. And I could see why – hidden behind the counter had been a little girl, about six years old, presumably his daughter. Because of my heroism, anything I wanted was on him, so I only got what I needed, and then headed back.
Donovan seemed unsurprised to hear about what had happened. I marked the other milk in the fridge to make sure nothing happened to the one I just got, just incase.
Oh, forgot to mention that while we were gone, a couple pair of my underwear had gone missing, and all of Scott’s socks had been…ahem…used…shall we say? Ugh. Need to get a lock for my door!