I stumbled into a bathroom and backed up against the window. No way out. There was no way out.“Brash!” A posh voice barked in my ear.I looked to t...e left. Standing next to me was a man. He was thin and reedy and a little handsome in a smug, smarmy sort of way. His eyes were unreadable and dark, while his hair was a mangy mat of black. He wore a sleek fedroa-esque hat with a fine three piece suit. His shoes were very shiny and he was looking at me with something between exasperation and. Viktor was old. Michael and Maria were there as well, and while they were older and stronger than Julias, it was Viktor that made his inner-beast recoil. Sometimes Julias wondered if his sire would try another torpor, before his strength grew to the point that he’d need Kindred blood to survive, and not kine blood. Every time he stood before him, he started to worry more and more about that possibility.Natasha and Jessy were there too. Jessy was Michael’s childe, a Gangrel, and his right hand. "Max," said Paul.Max then jumped onto the couch beside Rose and began to lick her face."That's a good boy," said RoseAs she petted Max belly,"Hey Paul I was researching about different types of dogs this morning when I came upon this one particular site." What was it about?" asked Paul."You can see for yourself click on history it was the last site went to, and I stay here with Max and let him get used to me" said Rose.Paul went upstairs to the computer and he booted it up and clicked on the. It wasn't that hot today. Her legs were long and curvy. She hadn't bothered to put on shoes. Her bare feet were small, and dainty. "Are you ready for breakfast Peter? Why don't you come in and help me this morning." Turning on her heel she went through the arch and into the kitchen. I followed her, glad to spend time with her. Any time at all. It pleased me to just be near her. Alone, as we were now, was better of course. We made short work of getting the breakfast made and then eaten. We.