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undergrounds2017-01-20 03:56 pm
emotioneater) wrote in undergrounds2017-01-20 03:56 pm
So you wanna be a Vampire Representative? OTA
A. What Do Vampires Do Best?
So, Cooper had won the seat on the Night Council. He had to admit that he wasn't sure that he was going to win the election. The competition had been fierce. But apparently the vampires of London had their heads screwed on straight. When he found out the news, he immediately let out a whoop and holler. Then he remembered that he was now a representative and now had to act with more decorum. He'd accepted the position gratefully.
So how to celebrate? Well, there was the traditional vampire method. He was throwing a party in his apartment, which let's face it, was spacious enough for about three parties going on at once. Everyone was invited. Yes, everyone, even those from factions the Nest was in conflict with, or those people that Cooper didn't particularly personally care for. He wanted it to be known he wasn't just exclusively about vampires and was willing to work with other supernatural types for the greater good. It was as good a time as any to approach with any issues other vampires may have wanted him to approach the Council about.
While he is his usual cheerful self as he goes around greeting everyone, those who know Cooper well will notice that he seems a bit distracted. Lately, he's been picking up on the emotions of those around him. It's not entirely a surprise. These things sometimes happen to vampires when they sire a certain number of vampires, or in Cooper's case, reach a certain age. However, suddenly developing empathic powers can be hard to adjust to. Knowing when everyone's lying, feeling sad, or suddenly horny is not the best thing in the world.
B. With Great Power...
Despite his usual irreverent personality, Cooper is taking his duties seriously. Now they're double-fold thanks to being both a Marquess and the Representative. Only one thing to do when he's got a list of vampires who all want to talk to him about their grievances. Out comes the motorcycle and off into London he goes. First up was the lawyer who specialized in keeping vampires out of trouble. Getting some of them to obey the laws of London and actually serve their sentences when they were caught by mortal police was a pain. Occasionally, calling in for back-up in the form of the Marquess was required.
He went along his day, checking in on one of his favorite blood donors to make sure she wasn't being taken advantage of by the older vampires in the nest. After talking to Shady Heavens, the infamous drag queen and her tally of grievances that ran sky high, Cooper decided he needed a break. Stopping at a fish 'n chips place, he was perched on his motorcycle, gnawing away at his lunch, and occasionally drinking from a flask of blood at his hip. He was bracing himself against the brushes of emotions he kept feeling from different passerby. Oh, he would be so glad when he got this new gift under control.
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So, Cooper had won the seat on the Night Council. He had to admit that he wasn't sure that he was going to win the election. The competition had been fierce. But apparently the vampires of London had their heads screwed on straight. When he found out the news, he immediately let out a whoop and holler. Then he remembered that he was now a representative and now had to act with more decorum. He'd accepted the position gratefully.
So how to celebrate? Well, there was the traditional vampire method. He was throwing a party in his apartment, which let's face it, was spacious enough for about three parties going on at once. Everyone was invited. Yes, everyone, even those from factions the Nest was in conflict with, or those people that Cooper didn't particularly personally care for. He wanted it to be known he wasn't just exclusively about vampires and was willing to work with other supernatural types for the greater good. It was as good a time as any to approach with any issues other vampires may have wanted him to approach the Council about.
While he is his usual cheerful self as he goes around greeting everyone, those who know Cooper well will notice that he seems a bit distracted. Lately, he's been picking up on the emotions of those around him. It's not entirely a surprise. These things sometimes happen to vampires when they sire a certain number of vampires, or in Cooper's case, reach a certain age. However, suddenly developing empathic powers can be hard to adjust to. Knowing when everyone's lying, feeling sad, or suddenly horny is not the best thing in the world.
B. With Great Power...
Despite his usual irreverent personality, Cooper is taking his duties seriously. Now they're double-fold thanks to being both a Marquess and the Representative. Only one thing to do when he's got a list of vampires who all want to talk to him about their grievances. Out comes the motorcycle and off into London he goes. First up was the lawyer who specialized in keeping vampires out of trouble. Getting some of them to obey the laws of London and actually serve their sentences when they were caught by mortal police was a pain. Occasionally, calling in for back-up in the form of the Marquess was required.
He went along his day, checking in on one of his favorite blood donors to make sure she wasn't being taken advantage of by the older vampires in the nest. After talking to Shady Heavens, the infamous drag queen and her tally of grievances that ran sky high, Cooper decided he needed a break. Stopping at a fish 'n chips place, he was perched on his motorcycle, gnawing away at his lunch, and occasionally drinking from a flask of blood at his hip. He was bracing himself against the brushes of emotions he kept feeling from different passerby. Oh, he would be so glad when he got this new gift under control.
C. Wildcard!
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It's on him just now to make sure that Cooper sees things that way as well now, of course. Understands that he doesn't resent the fact that he didn't win, and that he will step away from the politics gracefully and look forward to working together with the other vampire for the betterment of their faction. What better way to have the other man understand that than to attend his party, and to bring a gift. The only question is what. Then again, if there's one thing that Jean-Claude loves as much as parties, it is gifts.
He greets the other man with a smile and the small inclining of his head, sweeping into a slight bow before presenting him with a smallish, rectangular box.
"Felicitations, mon ami," he greets, in his native tongue, as he has a habit of doing.
((ooc: i'm so sorry this is so late but so many rl things got in the way and in the end it is BETTER LATE THAN NEVER))
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Out of all the older vampires, Cooper has been most anxious for Jean-Claude to arrive at the party. The rest bothered him only a little. He would take note of and remember later on, but if the head of the Nest failed to show, tongues would wag about how it was a clear sign that he didn't approve of the new representative. Even if that wasn't true, other vampires would take note, and pick sides. Then they'd be working at cross purposes, exactly what Cooper didn't want to happen.
So he lit up like a candle flame when he saw the very flamboyant vampire approaching him. "Salutations monsieur," Cooper replies in heavily-accented, atrociously sounding French. He takes the box. a look of surprise quickly running over his features. "For me? Merci."
It might be better manners to wait until he's alone to open it up, but Cooper is curious as to what is inside. And if it has any magical properties, it's better to have Jean-Claude tell him what it is right now rather than discovering them for himself.
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He nods towards the gift and offers Cooper something of a shrug. "It is only a little something. I hope you will make good use of it, and you do not think it is too... Old-fashioned of me," he adds, with the curve of another grin. For inside the box is none other than a genuine fountain pen. Obviously expensive, and obviously a very good choice in instrument, if one is so inclined to using such things. Which Jean-Claude is himself, of course. Cooper is old enough, he will have had some experience with them though. He hopes.