The Vault With [personal profile] lauronica_mars

Feb. 11th, 2018 05:15 pm[personal profile] countess_karnstein
countess_karnstein: (MAE)
There were many things Carmilla wanted to ask mother about but knew better than to probe. She wasn’t the only vampire who had a curiosity around things her mother had or had done. Mattie was the closest to push all those buttons and as a result was often punished for even thinking of asking. Even the board would occasionally spy just to gain that one step ahead. Every time landing in a failed attempt. Mother was many things but private was something she excelled at.

Even in an alternative universe the curiosity surrounding the vault was still something Carmilla always wanted to know. Of course she had heard rumours and vampires had claimed to have seen things. Others used to say that whoever mother took in would never come out. Over the years as whispers would carry, the stories spiralled into webs of mystery and fed that curiosity even more.

So why not take the opportunity to see it here? How different could it be?

Having spent time with Laura and Mircalla, Carm couldn’t sleep. She had left the two of them to explore the house and this led to discovering Ell in her study. It was still strange to see her, the complete mirror of her Laura but not quite the same. Although unaged she was older, as was Mircalla, and their experiences and world was shaped under completely different circumstances. But no matter what universe they found themselves in it was clear that fate always brought them together. There was something about that idea that would normally scare Carmilla but when it came to Laura there was nothing she was more sure about it.

After getting changed into her usual black leather pants and whatever dark coloured tank top she could find. Carm grabbed her jacket and looked over at Laura and Mircalla who were sleeping soundly. Both didn’t look like they were going to wake any time soon and she would be surprised if Laura wasn’t exhausted from earlier and needed some rest. This would at least give Carm the chance to see more of Ell behind her walls of being the dean.

She tied her jet black hair back into a high ponytail and headed for the living room where Ell said to meet once she had finished with some paperwork. From what Carmilla had worked out so far in the day of her and Laura arriving is that Ell seemed to be swamped in paperwork. She might have that wrong but so far Laura’s double always seemed busy and Carm was determined to at least get to know the side of Ell wasn’t behind a desk. She was also curious on her relationship with Mircalla but didn’t yet know how to approach that subject if even to bring it up at all?

“Ell?” Carm said quietly as came down the stairs. On instinct she tried to catch a heartbeat like she would normally do with Laura but had to remind herself that Ell was full vampire and much harder to detect.

Date: 2018-02-11 06:13 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Bloodplay)
"Through here, Carm. And mist through the rocks to your left to get here, don't try to teleport." Ell's shout was muffled by the large oak door inscribed by golden runes at the end of the stairs. The door itself was a fake and a trap at a dozen different levels of course because even the top layer of the vault contained some very interesting things. And she hoped she'd not have to fish Carmilla out of the pocket dimension of the door; only people who could take mist form could currently enter the vault at all. And they could only do it from already on the staircase. Both Mircalla's mother and Matska had tried to ward the vault, but neither of them had grown up with the sort of traps in adventure style computer games.

And that was only to the first layer. Carmilla would find herself in a well lit vaulted circular room with a seal inscribed into the floor that looked exactly like the first seal (which was actually on the floor below). In the centre was a golden astrolabe, and there were twelve vault doors, one at each point of the clock. Two of them were marked with large glowing writing - one saying "Monkey's Paw. Do not use the W Word." and a second marked "Null Room for items confiscated from The Alchemy Club". The doors to all twelve of the rooms were each inscribed with a different rune, mirroring part of the seal, and each made of a different golden or silvery metal.

"So this is the vault." Ell smiled. "What do you think?"

Date: 2018-02-11 08:23 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Default)
Ell's look was flat. "What on earth gives you the impression I have a favourite room in this vault?" She frowned. "That room contains a wishing device that always twists on the wisher. Seventy five percent of the contents of that room is the work of alchemists who thought they could create a better roofie. One of the first things I did was took everything that might help people out of the vault and turned it over to researchers or even museums. And that includes poor King Midas' daughter."

Date: 2018-02-11 09:49 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Cranky)
Ell frowned. "You want the most beautiful thing to look at in this vault?" She stamped hard on a couple of stones in the floor as she put on a pair of dark glasses and suddenly the vaults were much better lit as something radiant came down from the ceiling.

"Synthetic angler-fish lure. One of Matska's projects, and she wanted to put a piece in each of the street lamps round Silas. Right now I'm using it as one of the many anti-theft devices round the vault." And with that she put a pair of dark glasses onto Carmilla, and although the light was still beautiful it no longer had quite the same hold on her.

Date: 2018-02-12 11:14 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Ewwww)
"Of course." Ell smiled. "Who do you think helped me set this up here? Mircalla's normally the only other person who comes down here." Of course Mircalla was the only person who could come down there other, of course, than LaFerry.

Ell's eyes widened and she tilted her head. "Mircalla! What did Laura do to her?" And she turned into a mist in front of Carmilla's eyes, sliding towards the way Carmilla came in.

Date: 2018-02-13 02:24 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
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"The portal in the library!" Laf's eyes widened. "That's why Ell..." LaF bit her words off. Of course Ell had taken extreme exception to LaF attempting to open that portal in all possible directions. But whatever Mircalla did to LaF it was pretty clear that she immediately believed that Carmilla wasn't Mircalla.

Perry, slightly sharper, cut in. "We've been down here for eleven years. Not always chained to the wall, of course." And the pair of them did look well fed at the very least, even if they were even paler than they were in Carmilla's world. "Could you get LaF down please? And tell me as you're doing it?"


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"Mircalla?" Ell's voice behind her was soft and worried, but there were the barest traces of amusement there; Mircalla knew that once Ell found out what had actually happened she wouldn't stop teasing her about this for at least a decade.

"What happened? I mean I expected it to be my double screaming like that.?" She was walking softly towards Mircalla, speaking at a volume that was unlikely to wake Laura even if Mircalla's hearing would pick it up.

Date: 2018-02-13 07:57 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Being Protected)
Perry and LaFontaine exchanged glances. "Of course there are back doors. Either of us could get out easily enough. Ell's good at magic and tech but she's not as good with tech as me or as good at magic as Perry. Even if we've taught her much of what she knows. But the problem is any exit is only for one, and the other one is sealed in for good."

Perry took over. "And that's without the curses waiting for us both that the Vault seal protects us from. The only safe way out would be through the First Seal and losing the curses there. And much as I'd love to mess with a seal it would take more than the two of us."

There was of course no key. But if Carmilla left the torture chamber she'd find a well stocked mad scientists lab, a well stocked witches lab, a kitchen and a bedroom with twin beds with an en suite bathroom. Most things that LaFontaine would need to be happy, and the witch's room was probably Perry's.

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Ell stepped forwards with a smile. "Mine." And her arms were round Mircalla even if her tone was amused. "And did you really think a version of me couldn't bite back if you gave her a chance? But I want to hear about what the almost human did to my beautiful maker." Her voice was affectionate, but also amused and she never referred to Mircalla as her maker if she wasn't planning on making Mircalla squirm.

Date: 2018-02-13 09:35 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
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"Magic. Me." Perry was not impressed by Carmilla's scepticism, and little sparks danced round her fingertips to demonstrate.

"And why keep us alive?" LaFontaine cut in. "Ell likes us and knows we both create things for her. Mircalla likes stress relief and Ell sets limits. I wish she'd set tighter ones." LaF shivered. "But we were both chained to the wall because someone came through the library and Mircalla wanted to make sure it wasn't because of us. That was you I assume?"

Normally when Mircalla had visited that way she'd pick only one of them and leave the other to clean up.

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Ell smirked. "Lots. But the question is how to tease you. Because I could do a pretty good Galadriel of the Borg." Although only in her own mind; she'd have to work out how Laura had managed that bit of trickery. "And we both know how much you love being forced to your knees. Kitten's got more power even than I expected."

Ell then smiled. "Which gives a lot for our researchers. And with luck we might be able to copy it. Also how do you think the kitten should wake up?" Mircalla would however realise that that was a really bad idea.

Date: 2018-02-14 10:01 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
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"That was the third thing we tried." LaF rather than Perry was the person replying here, but Perry nodded. "Ell thinks of just about everything and we can't both leave here alive. And yes, there's the vampire loophole there. But no thanks if you were going to offer."

Perry swallowed. "And yes we had better." And she was busy getting into the chains. "Gag us and blindfold us please?" Of course she wanted to find out how Mircalla would react, and knew that LaF was observing and taking mental notes.


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"And do I have more ways to tease you, Good Girl?" Ell smirked wickedly, hoping that the trigger would work on Mircalla. Not that she'd overuse it of course. "And how would you punish me?"

She shrugged. "And I left her in the vault when I came up here. You don't think she'll have found them do you?" She was of course referring to LaFerry, but it was clearly Carmilla's first time in the vault and Ell didn't think she was that observant.

Date: 2018-02-14 11:08 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Possessed)
"Good...." Ell deliberately drew the word out and the pause out, tormenting her lover still further. "... Promise. But we've got a sleeping kitten here." She glanced at Laura and smiled. "If you want to do anything like that to me, love, you're going to have to take me away."

And from Ell's tone she could do with being swept off her feet right now.

Date: 2018-02-15 07:12 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
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"All yours." Ell loved being swept off her feet, and ground her hips against Mircalla's thigh, glad to have some time with her wife. "And since they've arrived I've come to a decision, love. One I think you'll like. But fuck now and talk later or talk now and screw my brains out afterwards?" Ell would, of course, be happy either way but she wasn't sure which mood Mircalla was in.

Of course if Mircalla chose 'Fuck now' Ell would say "You made a promise earlier? Good girl!"

Date: 2018-02-16 02:16 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
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Ell couldn't help but grin. She knew that like most conditioning what her double had done to her wife would fade over time even if it would be a long time before Mircalla could hear those words without at least twitching.

And she rolled Mircalla onto her back, kissing her deeply as she simply slid all four fingers inside her lover, hand pistoning as she stretched her out and fingers clawed round searching. She loved watching Mircalla come apart every bit as she loved the love of her unlife taking control. And she'd be deliciously pissed off right now.

Date: 2018-02-17 04:39 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
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Ell wasn't going to let herself be rolled without a struggle - but she wasn't going to try and win the struggle either. Just enough wind both herself and her love up a bit even as their tongues danced. And then her eyes fluttered closed as Calla took control of the room. For all she enjoyed fights with Calla she also enjoyed letting go, and if Calla had plans for her she wasn't going to fight them.

In response to the Mircalla behind her's comments her reply was low and teasing as she writhed under the real and illusionary assault. "Is that supposed to encourage me to be quiet?"

Part of her of course wondered what Mircalla would do in response to her actually talking when she'd been told to keep quiet.

Date: 2018-02-19 07:21 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] lauronica_mars
lauronica_mars: (Enthusiastic)
Ell matched Mircalla's passion in the kiss, wanting her wife as much as she wanted her. The illusion shattering was barely noticed as her wife continued to tease and torment her, spreading her open, and driving her right to the edge.

"God..." Ell writhed, knowing that her wife could have already driven her over if she'd wanted to but was feeling cruel right now. Not that Ell minded in the slightest or she wouldn't have provoked her earlier.

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