E-mail to @AmmerieRain and @DJ_Midori

Dear Ladies:

This e-mail is to make a formal request for your services. As you both know we at @The_DarkHeart

are holding a Roaring 20s Costume Event on Friday, October 16th. We would like to contract with you

to do decor for the club in a style appropriate for the event as well as create party favors for the VIP guest tables. 

We know that with you ladies on the job, the club will look smashing for the party. Please just let us know your terms.

Anxiously awaiting your reply,

Wren Fields

Doubt

"C'mon Beni, how is a bag of bits and bark going to break the spell that that bitch, Regina, has on Ms. Madlyn?" I asked.

Beni looked at me and said, "Tell me, are you a godfearin' girl? If so you might wanna make your peace now. I never gone against no vampire before."

Shaking my head, "Very comforting, Beni... Thanks." 

We still had our doubts though. Magic is too unpredictable. I had to rely on a leather bag containing a lock of Ms. Madlyn's hair

and various other things that Beni collected out in the muds of the Bayou.

Fighting against her was a hard to do but in the end if Beni, Ammerie and James hadn't been there, Ms. Madlyn would have been lost to us. Taken by the wicked, Regina Blanc, to who knows where.

This small victory has been an uneasy one. Throughout her time under Regina's spell, she bit me and had taken a lot of blood from Ammerie when she bit her that night. She was not in control of her actions. Even though Ms. Madlyn says that she feels more like herself, there is still a sadness surrounding her about all of this. 

My attempts to talk to her have been futile and really I don't think there is much I could say to ease her mind anyhow. I'm not sure what to do now.

Related Posts:

- @AmmerieRain: http://ammerierain.posterous.com/suck-it-12

- @manicdistress: http://msmadlyn.posterous.com/journal-post-reflections

Strange Magic...

 

Last night was a bit too much for me. I was sitting in my room when Ms. Madlyn (@manicdistress) came in. She was humming that tune I would always hear Natalie hum. 

Considering my boss and Natalie had never met, this was very weird. I walked out to the living room to find Madlyn sitting on the sofa, just like she normally would but with a glassy eyed gaze. 

"What was that about?" I asked

"What was what about?" Ms. Madlyn replied. 

Then she continued to hum. Annoyed at the response, I stepped out onto the porch. That's when I saw someone peeping out the window at me. I knew was Natalie.

Ms. Madlyn had only begun to act strange since I met her. This could not be a coincidence. Knowing this, I went over to the house across the street where I had seen her leaving a few times with Scotty and Jay.

After banging on the door, Natalie answered, greeting me with "Hello little bird!"

Trying to place where I heard that before, no one had ever called me "little bird" until... I had a Scooby Doo moment, you know when they finally pull the mask off of the bad guy to find that it's the person they didn't expect, "REGINA BLANC?!"

Last time I saw Regina Blanc she was an old woman in Las Vegas who had hired Ms. Madlyn to set up a ritual party event at her hotel, The Calypso. 

But here she in Shreveport and saying that she's added Ms. Madlyn to her collection?

Beni (@DJVoodooChild) and I are going to head over to the house to see what we can do to stop this. 

 

Are you following the crew of @The_DarkHeart yet?

Hello everyone,

Just a reminder that The Dark Heart is opening on Sunday. This event will be hosted by Ms. Madlyn and the stunningly beautiful, Mai Kaius.

If you're planning on attending the opening, it is recommended that you add the crew of the club to get the full experience.

To make it easy, here is a one-click list to add all the staff and our hostesses.

Looking forward to seeing everyone in their finest.

- Wren

Note: Thanks to @KitchenBitch for finding out about tweepml.org, it is a great site!

Just Bitten...

 

I remember her voice. It was so sad... 

"Oh Wren, I... I'm..." then she trailed off.

We've had our fights in the past but she had never glamoured me before.

Ms. Madlyn's moods as of late have been erratic to say the least. Sometimes she'll weep uncontrollably others she'll sing and dance around the house. 

Those moods I can handle. It's just nights like the one we had last week that worry me. 

She was frightening. There was no light in her eyes and she keeps talking about hearing music even when none is playing in the house. 

She yelled "Can't you hear it?!" Then she grabbed me and pulled me into her room. She was pushed me against the wall and yelled about the music. I couldn't resist her. Her grip was too tight, then she got real calm and stared me in the eyes. '

Next thing I remembered was waking up in the living room to find that I had been... bitten.

 

Baby, I've come a long way...

from being that spoiled little rich girl from Las Vegas with big dreams, high heels and an attitude. I have always been a driven person. In college when I was asked to pick a career, I told the counselor I wanted a job where I could travel, meet interesting people and above all make good money.

Little did I know that it would take meeting a vampire to change my life...

I was asked if I wanted to be introduced to a business contact by Big Fish, an old friend of my father's. Knowing that Big Fish was well connected and high powered I enthusiastically accepted his offer. That night I was at his home, dressed to impress and ready to get down to business.

"Madlyn Vegas, meet Wren Fields."

"Wren, Madlyn."

I knew better than to put my hand out, so I gave a polite nod.

"You know what I am then?" she asked.

"Of course, Ms. Madlyn, it is my job to know things."

"Color me impressed."

"I also know your favorite store, shoe size and how you take your drink." I smirked as I lifted a wine glass of AB+, handing it to her.

She took the glass and laughed, "You're hired. Cheers!"

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I'm a vampire's Executive Assistant. Some say the best there is and they'd be right.

My Twitter: http://twitter.com/wrenfields
My Employer: http://msmadlyn.posterous.com/

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