Post by mxpi1970 on Sept 14, 2010 17:13:58 GMT -5
May 9th, 2009
It could be very unbalancing if you are not a vampire to try to get used to time changes. We let on time, and yet with time zones we arrived earlier then when we left.
The flight was uneventful except the quick training on how to be a human to my two guests. They are very excited to go to Bella’s home to meet Renesmee, a hybrid like them. They have never left the rain forest, but I was grateful that they could eat a human diet and keep up their facade if the Cullen’s decided to stay in Vegas.
We were still practicing human movements and such as our plane landed. Our guests knew English which will be very useful since I know Edward was fluent, as well as Alice, but I wanted everyone to understand each other.
Our Limousine was waiting for us, just as Alice said. We were in the shadiest part of the airport and we rushed in to the protection of the darkest tint of the windows. I was surprised to see a vampire driving. I said “Hello, young man”; he answered very warily “Hello, Master Marcus”. Someone must have told him who I was, and to be careful around me. “What is your name?” I ask in the least threatening way. “Michael,” he answered carefully. “Well Michael, again I ask you to relax, I am here on personal business, nothing Volturi related and I would appreciate it if you would just relax.”
I could feel the tension subside as we drove along. “Why do you live in the desert Michael? I would think with all the sunshine here it really would not be a suitable venue to live.” Michael answered with a laugh in his voice “Master Marcus,” I felt the need to correct him “just Marcus if you please”. Michael answered this time much more relaxed than he had been since we entered the vehicle; “Marcus I enjoy spending my time gambling. I wear either sunglasses which are frowned upon, or I wear contacts that I have to change in a timely basis.” This satisfied my curiosity, I was hoping he was not making us known living like this, but he seems to have a handle on it.
“Mas…err…Marcus,” he corrected himself, “Edward thought you may be hungry when you arrived and so he has some human blood stored in the refrigerator there in the back. There are glasses and a microwave to warm it up. It may not be ideal, but he was hoping it would be enough to hold you until dark.” He took a breath and continued, “He has set up your room the same way.”
“Not that you need it sir,” he continued, “Jasper has set up quite a substantial bank for you if you, or your guests wish to partake in the gambling aspect of Las Vegas.” He smiled in the rear view mirror. “I drive this Limousine to cater to vampires, and you would be surprised how many come here, and how often.”
He was on a role now, I didn’t even think to stop him, and I was enjoying the jovial conversation we were having. I started to warm up our drinks as Michael kept talking “I have been monopolizing all of your time, I am sorry for that.” I replied very quickly, “Michael, I have been an ostrich with my head in the sand for too long, I really would love to see all the parts of the world. Not going to challenge vampires, but to go just to go.”
“Well Marcus, the best thing I could tell you to do is gamble, either win or lose. You will not have control of the outcome. It helps one to understand that we do win, but there is also loss in our eternity.” “Marcus, I have so rude to your guests, they look like their vampires, but I smell a human quality to them, they make me thirsty just still sitting here. However I know they are not to be killed as they seem to be very special.”
I turned to my guests and started to introduced them to Michael. “Michael, these two vampires are hybrids. They are very limited, and we wish to keep this so. We don’t want vampires going around impregnating humans. I hear it is a terrible experience for the woman. Although humans are our dinner, I really don’t wish to put them such harm and destruction as birthing is a horrible way to die.” “ But I went on to say, “They have now become vampire lore, and the ‘scientist” who was doing this to women has been taken care of by the Volturi. We wouldn’t be after a vampire, who chooses their mate, and the mate is human, and the vampire helps with the birth and raising the child. For even they are immortal they cannot be misconstrued as an immortal child. These children have many abilities, and after 10 years or so they are fully developed into an adult. At this time we have left them alone, and they have been coming to us and telling us their stories.”
“Well Marcus, that was a very interesting ride,” Michael announced as we pulled into the Paris Hotel and Casinos, “I am going to park in the underground parking area and you can then enter in the lobby from there, out of the sun.” “Marcus, one last thing before you leave me, “How much?” I asked, “How much do we owe you?” “Oh he sighed, sorry you got the wrong impression from me, I was not asking for payment, and Edward paid me very handsomely if I may say so. I wanted to let you know that if you need a guide to go hunting just call for me; my number is on the card that you may call. I can even bring you to places that you can go out into the desert sun without showing your existence to the humans.”
“Thank you so much Michael, not only for your conversation, but for your candor and help. I may just call you to take me on a hunting trip, and as for my company, and my lack of courtesy toward my company. This is Demitri, Piedra and Iara. Demitri is part of the Volturi Guard, he comes for my protection. Piedra and Iara are from the Amazon Rainforest. I will call if I need a hunting trip, or a tour of this fascinating city.” “It would be my pleasure. It was amazing to meet you Marcus, thank you for listening to me.” With that I got out of the Limousine and handed him a more thank generous tip. I made him speechless.
Demitri went to check us in, Piedra and Iara were mesmerized by the lights and sounds around them. I gave money to play, and to the one arm bandits they flew to. After about an hour we went upstairs, it was only 5pm., and the hunger started to set in. I picked up the phone, dialed the number and heard it ring…
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It could be very unbalancing if you are not a vampire to try to get used to time changes. We let on time, and yet with time zones we arrived earlier then when we left.
The flight was uneventful except the quick training on how to be a human to my two guests. They are very excited to go to Bella’s home to meet Renesmee, a hybrid like them. They have never left the rain forest, but I was grateful that they could eat a human diet and keep up their facade if the Cullen’s decided to stay in Vegas.
We were still practicing human movements and such as our plane landed. Our guests knew English which will be very useful since I know Edward was fluent, as well as Alice, but I wanted everyone to understand each other.
Our Limousine was waiting for us, just as Alice said. We were in the shadiest part of the airport and we rushed in to the protection of the darkest tint of the windows. I was surprised to see a vampire driving. I said “Hello, young man”; he answered very warily “Hello, Master Marcus”. Someone must have told him who I was, and to be careful around me. “What is your name?” I ask in the least threatening way. “Michael,” he answered carefully. “Well Michael, again I ask you to relax, I am here on personal business, nothing Volturi related and I would appreciate it if you would just relax.”
I could feel the tension subside as we drove along. “Why do you live in the desert Michael? I would think with all the sunshine here it really would not be a suitable venue to live.” Michael answered with a laugh in his voice “Master Marcus,” I felt the need to correct him “just Marcus if you please”. Michael answered this time much more relaxed than he had been since we entered the vehicle; “Marcus I enjoy spending my time gambling. I wear either sunglasses which are frowned upon, or I wear contacts that I have to change in a timely basis.” This satisfied my curiosity, I was hoping he was not making us known living like this, but he seems to have a handle on it.
“Mas…err…Marcus,” he corrected himself, “Edward thought you may be hungry when you arrived and so he has some human blood stored in the refrigerator there in the back. There are glasses and a microwave to warm it up. It may not be ideal, but he was hoping it would be enough to hold you until dark.” He took a breath and continued, “He has set up your room the same way.”
“Not that you need it sir,” he continued, “Jasper has set up quite a substantial bank for you if you, or your guests wish to partake in the gambling aspect of Las Vegas.” He smiled in the rear view mirror. “I drive this Limousine to cater to vampires, and you would be surprised how many come here, and how often.”
He was on a role now, I didn’t even think to stop him, and I was enjoying the jovial conversation we were having. I started to warm up our drinks as Michael kept talking “I have been monopolizing all of your time, I am sorry for that.” I replied very quickly, “Michael, I have been an ostrich with my head in the sand for too long, I really would love to see all the parts of the world. Not going to challenge vampires, but to go just to go.”
“Well Marcus, the best thing I could tell you to do is gamble, either win or lose. You will not have control of the outcome. It helps one to understand that we do win, but there is also loss in our eternity.” “Marcus, I have so rude to your guests, they look like their vampires, but I smell a human quality to them, they make me thirsty just still sitting here. However I know they are not to be killed as they seem to be very special.”
I turned to my guests and started to introduced them to Michael. “Michael, these two vampires are hybrids. They are very limited, and we wish to keep this so. We don’t want vampires going around impregnating humans. I hear it is a terrible experience for the woman. Although humans are our dinner, I really don’t wish to put them such harm and destruction as birthing is a horrible way to die.” “ But I went on to say, “They have now become vampire lore, and the ‘scientist” who was doing this to women has been taken care of by the Volturi. We wouldn’t be after a vampire, who chooses their mate, and the mate is human, and the vampire helps with the birth and raising the child. For even they are immortal they cannot be misconstrued as an immortal child. These children have many abilities, and after 10 years or so they are fully developed into an adult. At this time we have left them alone, and they have been coming to us and telling us their stories.”
“Well Marcus, that was a very interesting ride,” Michael announced as we pulled into the Paris Hotel and Casinos, “I am going to park in the underground parking area and you can then enter in the lobby from there, out of the sun.” “Marcus, one last thing before you leave me, “How much?” I asked, “How much do we owe you?” “Oh he sighed, sorry you got the wrong impression from me, I was not asking for payment, and Edward paid me very handsomely if I may say so. I wanted to let you know that if you need a guide to go hunting just call for me; my number is on the card that you may call. I can even bring you to places that you can go out into the desert sun without showing your existence to the humans.”
“Thank you so much Michael, not only for your conversation, but for your candor and help. I may just call you to take me on a hunting trip, and as for my company, and my lack of courtesy toward my company. This is Demitri, Piedra and Iara. Demitri is part of the Volturi Guard, he comes for my protection. Piedra and Iara are from the Amazon Rainforest. I will call if I need a hunting trip, or a tour of this fascinating city.” “It would be my pleasure. It was amazing to meet you Marcus, thank you for listening to me.” With that I got out of the Limousine and handed him a more thank generous tip. I made him speechless.
Demitri went to check us in, Piedra and Iara were mesmerized by the lights and sounds around them. I gave money to play, and to the one arm bandits they flew to. After about an hour we went upstairs, it was only 5pm., and the hunger started to set in. I picked up the phone, dialed the number and heard it ring…
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