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Post by alanmacknight on Jan 30, 2005 15:51:21 GMT -5
A long black limo pulls through the gates as workmen install a state of the art security system. Several armed ghouls walk the estate to ensure things stay peaceful. The car parks in front of the estate and Alan and two of his personal ghouls step out. His estate caretaker arrived early that morning with most of the house staff. The caretaker steps up from the front door to meet the Master of the house. "Gooday sir, and welcome to your new home. You have several messages from London. They are on your desk in the study." "Thank you Merrick. How is the security installations going." "They are going as is expected sir. Markus called requesting an audience with you sir." "We'll if that bloody ass hole calls back, you tell him that I am pissed and if he keeps calling? I'll make him wish he were bloody well dead. Make sure to tell that bloak that I said, 'Piss off'." "I will tell him, sir.", Merrick said. "Are the servants in yet? And have them been informed?", Alan asked. "Yes sir. They all understand." "Good. Lets get this party started." Alan rolled up into his new crib and toured the place and got to know his help.
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Post by alanmacknight on Jan 31, 2005 20:13:10 GMT -5
After a long night of seeing to the proper preperations for his estate, Alan retires to his new bedroom and slips off to sleep for the day.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 8, 2005 2:59:19 GMT -5
Alan walks out of his study with an incredulous look upon his face. He sees one of his personal ghouls doing some paperwork and walks over and hands him an envelope. "Take this envelope to Xanthus Manor and drop it off." "Yes sir." the ghoul replies.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 10, 2005 11:46:33 GMT -5
Alans pen dances across the paper as he writes out a reply to this newly delivered coorespondence. He finishes it and places it in an envelope, addressing it to Madam Aziona in the X'anathus Manor. He calls for a ghoul and orders it delivered.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 11, 2005 6:52:05 GMT -5
Alan's limo pulls up out front and parks. All his ghouls take their normal security watch positions and Alan stands and walks to his house. He goes into his office and begins to write a letter.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 12, 2005 20:06:22 GMT -5
Alan rises with the new evening and he walks to his office and checks his inboxes and phone messages. He pulls his teams reports concerning newcomers to the city and their dossieur. After reading through them, he simply shakes his head in silence and sighs. He murmurs to himself. No rest for the wicked I suppose. He drops the files in his secretaries inbox for filing and heads to his herds chambers to feed, though his mind is greatly preoccupied.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 12, 2005 20:17:25 GMT -5
As Alan finishes his somewhat distracted feeding, he tends his herd to insure their health and happiness. Then the doors burst open and one of his Ghouls slips in. "Sir, there is a package for you." Alan's lip snarls just slightly informing the Ghoul of his displeasure at being disturbed. "Put the package in my office and have Figaro sniff it to make sure it is explosive free. DO NOT BLOODY COME IN HERE AGAIN! Do you understand. Don't make me put a cap in you bloody damned ass." Trembling at the extreme crush of authority Alan commanded. "Uh.. yes sir. I am sorry... I uh ..." Alan cuts him short with one stern word. "GO!" The ghoul backs out the door closing it. Alan turns to his herd and apologizes for the ghouls interuption. Then excuses himself.
He cleans up and heads to the office as the bomb sniffing dog, Figaro, is being removed. "Package is clean boss.", states the dog handling ghoul. "Thank you." replies, Alan.
He walks to his desk and has a seat Examining the package. He cautiously opens the package to discover it's contents. He sets the box aside and opens the letter. As he reads, a somewhat deeping concerned look crosses his face, especially concerning the reports he had read at the opening of the evening. He thinks to himself, 'So should I venture into the den of Sabbat snakes or should I simply leave well enough alone. He begins milling out all the possible scenario's that may arise in this situation to best judge the most honorable path of action.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 13, 2005 22:29:10 GMT -5
Alan's Z3 pulls up to the house and he leaves the keys in it so the Caretaker can park it in the garage. He walks into his office and starts going through more paper work. Checking information and so forth.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 14, 2005 16:59:39 GMT -5
After rising with the sunset and feeding from his herd, Alan heads to his office and closes the door. He picks up his phone and and places a call.
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 14, 2005 18:52:32 GMT -5
Alan smiles gently and then hangs up the phone thinking that it went pretty well.
He calls his personal assistant and head of security into his office.
"You guys got it tonite. Make sure everything is the way I left it. I am going out this evening. ALONE! Got it..." They both answer, "Yes sir."
"No tails, and no company. If I catch anyone following me, it'll bloody well be your ass. Understand?"
The head of Security replies, "Are you sure thats..."
"Look. I understand your concerns but I will be fine." Alan reassures his ghoul. "Keep security tight."
"Ok."
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Post by alanmacknight on Feb 14, 2005 18:53:45 GMT -5
Alan gets up and leaves the house heading for his BMW z3. He speeds off into the night.
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