Renzo Giovanni (Jun 22, 2011 9:49:00 PM)
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Renzo Giovanni (Jun 22, 2011 9:50:46 PM)
(I'll kick it off.)

Renzo Giovanni (Jun 22, 2011 10:05:05 PM)
Renzo would have introduced Rylie once more to the attic. It was a dark, secret place where the Giovanni kept a trio of coffins. The one he claimed as his own was a warm oak with heavy gold panels and an antique quality to its carving. Rylie's own redwood was only feet away. Candles were here and there, flickering in the dying throes of wavering flame. Melted wax was like drops of vitae spilled out over the wood and metal here and there. This was where Renzo had doted on his rose, pruning her with his fangs and wetting her in blood. Despite having lost much of the mortal pleasures of kine, finding all the sweetest places on her body to feed was more thrilling than any breathing man could want. It was after this shared succulence that they might have been lying about in the roominess of his open coffin, Rylie in his arms and the silky satin of throw pillows beneath their head the only thing to hear their whispers. "I want to know more about the Tremere and those dusky saracens from the east. Rumors of their se

Renzo Giovanni (Jun 22, 2011 10:06:04 PM)
Rumors of their secrets of the blood is rather tantalizing I think I shall start with Anastasia first. But what angle to play I wonder..." He pondered aloud, watching the shadows dance with the light in the rafters above.

Renzo Giovanni (Jun 22, 2011 10:11:38 PM)
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