Greetings. Unfortunatly, I am not available right now. Kindly leave a message. If we share a mother, make sure to lock your message. I like to keep family matters private.

[OOC: This post is also the Dark Brotherhood secure line, where people can call in to hire the Brotherhood. It's seperate from Vicente's personal phone line and encrypted.]

[Filtered to Dark Brotherhood.]

My Family, with the quiet activity in the City, I believe a little something is in order.

Everyone is to come to the Sanctuary for a mandatory dinner tommorrow, where proper promotions and new assignments will be handed out.

Now then, who will have chicken and who will have steak?

[End Filter]

[Out on one of his usual nightly feedings, Vicente sneaks into a house through the window.

Five minutes later, he stumbles out in shock, egg nog dripping from his mouth.]

By Sithis... What sort of curse is this?

Daar los zok tahrodiis. I lost ni hon daar tinvaak alun, ahrk I lost ni siiv naan aak do.

I faas I aal kos do nid ov daar sul.

[Translation: This is most treacherous. I have not heard this language ever, and I have not found any guide.

I fear I may be of no help this day.

OOC: He's speaking the Dragon Language from Skyrim. No, he doesn't actually know it before today and won't recognize it after today ends, but I couldn't resist, having been obbsessed with Skyrim for the past month.]

In all my years, I cannot say that I have ever encountered such creatures as the ones roaming the City. I thought it was my imagination at first, but they are definately following me.

This is the kind of trickery I expect from the likes of Sheogorath.

[He takes a quick turn around every few seconds while speaking.]

I saw one take the giant robot. He is gone. Simply vanished.

[In another one of his turns, he notices a gargoyle looking at him.]

I must go.

[/End feed.]

[Vicente walks along town, sampling a few pieces of fruit he bought at the market. He pauses to look into a store window, curious at the Thanksgiving decorations that are on sale.]

Interesting.

[A guy standing near him then lights up a cigarrete. Vicente lets out a scared yelp and jumps back, relexively throwing a minor frost spell at the man's face before dashing off.

Once he's run off a few more blocks and turned a corner, he stops, putting a hand to his heart.]

[OOC: So, in addition to garlic, Vicente hates fire. In his world, vampires are weak against fire.]

[Vicente is casually walking thought the city with a pumpkin tucked under his arm. He's also dressed as the Phantom of the Opera, only he's wearing a full-face mask with only his mouth and eyes exposed, much like in the original book.]

It is quite a sight, seeing everyone dress in costumes and go about asking for candy. We have no such day in my world.

[He stops as he finds a low stone fence to put his pumpkin on and turns it so the carving is showing. After he lights the candle inside it, one can see that Vicente has carved a minotaur's head onto the pumpkin.]

I cannot say that I have ever used a pumpkin for this purpose. Nonetheless, I do enjoy taking up new things.

[Here's something you don't see every day. It's Vicente, only his face is smooth, with some color, and his teeth aren't sharp.]

This has only happened to me once before here, and it has come at a most inopportune time.

[Filtered to the Dark Brotherhood members]

Brothers, we must band together in this. However, should anyone be affected negatively by this, I am lifting the Tenet against killing other Siblings, at least for now. Once this is over and things are normal once more, the Tenet will be back in effect. Also, do not kill Siblings unless they attack you first, or face severe punishment.

Stay safe, my Brothers, and may the Night Mother guide you.

[End filter]

[Vicente is wandering about town, for once not wearing his cloak. He does have it tucked away under his arm just in case, though. As of right now, he's ordering himself some lunch at diner.]

I must say, I think I prefer the City this way. It makes it much easier for someone like me to wander about.

[A waiter comes by to give him his soup. The vampire eats it with loud slurps. If one looks closely enough, they might see what looks like brown animal hair on his suit.]

[Vicente has aquired himself a couch, which he is currently sitting on. More importantly, though, he has a vampire bat sitting in his lap.]

Let me see if I understand this correctly. You are a physical manifestation of my soul.

That is correct.

[The bat's voice is distinctly femenine.]

Is there any particular reason why you are a bat?

You're a vampire, I'm a vampire bat. It's cliche, but what can you do?

Do you have a name?

Yes. It's Adrienne.

Ah, you even have a Breton name. How lovely.

[/End of video]