Please note that this is not a full version either, but longer than what was originally posted here from the question and answers we all originally did. He has since been turned over to our awesome ST to run as he sees fit for the Chronicle.
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Lord Carrick Ashton attended the lavish parties Vychtorya’s family threw for many years before they met. The family line provided him with social gatherings he craved; not to mention easy “food” of a certain refinement. (LOL)
One night he noticed Vychtorya attending and dancing at one of the parties. Vychtorya was 8, and his attraction to her was innocent at that time – caught by her preciousness and bearing. Carrick was impressed and taken with her ability to find a story in music and express it to an audience. It was her ability to weave a story through her dance and words that caught his attention. So from that night on, he would pop in from time to time, sitting outside her retreat and listening to the inseparable pair.
Vychtorya had a very special bond with her mother. Dancing to music, acting out stories, and dressing up in costume was something they did well into Vychtorya’s late teens up until her mother died (was killed) a month after her 21st birthday masquerade ball (which is the FIRST time Carrick makes himself known to Vychtorya. He left her with only his name and without memory of his face). He toyed with the idea of embracing her that night as well as several times right after the death of her mother, but he did not want her to live eternity with that much fresh pain in her heart.
As Vychtorya got older, Carrick’s feelings for her grew. Although he is a Toreador and humans hold a special place in his dead heart, his strong feelings for Vychtorya came as a bit of a shock to him as he had never had that powerful of a feeling for a human before her. He felt the emptiness in Vychtorya’s heart and soul without her mother. He knew she was reading heavily about the occult, sparked by both her mother’s death and her plans to pursue a career as a curator. He had kind of hoped she wouldbecome a dancer, pursue acting or modeling instead, and she did dabble with them amongst her focused academic studying. He knew what a special time her birthdays had been when her mother was alive. So on Vychtorya’s 30th, in the family home she loved so much, Carrick became a part of her life.
Vychtorya felt a part of her soul had been returned, and soon fell in love with him. This love was pure, uninfluenced by Carrick’s powers. Later that year, he took her on a short jaunt from Switzerland to show her his club, “The Sanctuary”, in France. Having been granted permission by the Prince, Carrick gave Vychtorya the choice of life eternal. Vychtorya accepted the gift of her own free will. Then about six months later (give or take as you will) they came to dwell in New York City, and Vychtorya’s club was born.