STATISTICS

Noah Santos

FULL NAME

N/A

AKA

64 (Turned @ 32)

AGE

September 13, 1936 (Turned in 1968)

BIRTHDAY

Pansexual & Polyamorous

SEXUALITY

Single by Choice

RELATIONSHIP STATUS

Vampire

SPECIES

House on Heureux Lake | Penthouse Upper West Side (Southeast Near Columbus Circle)

RESIDENCE

Commercial Real Estate Broker | Dom

OCCUPATION

PERSONALITY

Not the oldest vampire in Tarrytown by any stretch Noah finds that he is the only one that enjoys the privileges his nature has to offer. No, he still doesn't socialize with other vampires, but the house he had specifically built for himself on Heureaux Lake shows a lean towards the decadent and hedonistic proclivities you would expect of an immortal. Three decades of being able to play in the stock market and invest wisely means he doesn't have to work and makes his own schedule at the firm despite looking as though he is barely in his thirties.

While he is accepting of others, he doesn't prescribe to the notion that emotions need to be shared. So many times he refused a sub if he sensed any inkling that they began to foster deeper feelings for him. He is always considerate of how his sub is feeling during a session, but that is the extent of his emotionality in his work. Emotions are messy and they should be avoided as often as possible and from an outside perspective may give you the impression that he is cold, or unfeeling but he is in fact emotionally intelligent and good at being a listening ear when the occasion calls for it.

His professional persona is quite different. He's magnetic and highly charming (with a splash of compulsion) to the point where most of his firm considers him manipulative. His rebuttal is that he is, but it comes from a place of singular focus and decades of ambition that have brought him to where he is today. Though if it means he can get an upper hand he's not above playing the role of the young upstart when it comes to closing some of the firm's bigger deals.

APPEARANCE

Noah stands at 5'10" but so much of his presence and confidence in public has him seeming that he can easily clear 6'0". So many of his features are thanks to his Filipino heritage on his mother's side from his aquiline nose to his thick black hair that tends to keep a natural wave about it regardless of how much he might try to pull it back out of his face. His eyes are entirely his fathers. Deep and dark brown nestled atop high cheekbones and if the light hits them just right they turn a brownish gold.

Broad shouldered and lean but muscular build he fills out suits and outfits well enough to see the definition in his chest and arms. When he isn't at the office or "working" his dress tends towards casual in either jeans and a solid colored tee or an untucked oxford over a pair of khakis. In the past few years he's dabbled in a more tactical look but none of it has really stuck around enough for him to cycle the pieces into his wardrobe out of a few fantasies he's indulged in with his clients.

HISTORY

Noah would tell you he doesn't remember much of his early life now that he's spent the last three decades as a vampire. He knows he grew up in Glendale, California where Alma, his Filipina mother, worked as a nurse at one of the local hospitals while his Irish father Declan worked on the Port of Los Angeles as a deckhand. They were never rich but there was an ambition and drive in his parents to better themselves and their young son. Declan's work on the dock was always dangerous and the pay was barely enough to keep the couple living paycheck to paycheck in their small two bedroom in Glendale. That was until Declan helped organize the International Longshore and Warehouse Union (ILWU) after a successful three-month-long strike in 1934. The conditions improved and more than that Declan was able to breathe easier knowing his family was taken care of. The couple found themselves having a bit more breathing room in their finances. If only his father could see him now, he might be disappointed knowing he was working for people like the company owners and stockholders that tirelessly tried to break those picket lines back then.

His early life was filled with laughter and during the strike Noah remembered an outpouring from the community for his father and mother when he was out of work. Home-cooked meals and gifts to help them pay their mortgage when Alma's salary didn't quite cover the bills. Regardless, school never seemed to be in the card for him as he became of age. The schools around him were already too expensive and when the topic was broached he refused to be a burden on his parents just so he could sit in a classroom for eight hours every day. Instead he learned from observing those around him, his neighborhood and the people moving through it. He wanted to understand human nature and why the people in his immediate area were always nicer and more welcoming than those outside of it. When he was old enough he got a job at the corner drug store close enough that he could walk from his home. He didn't make much but whenever he made more than his rate for the day he saved part of it in an old shoebox and the rest went to his parents for the monthly bills.

By the time he was in his mid-twenties, Alma already began noticing the way the neighborhood girls looked after her son and the conversations surrounding schooling turned towards his lack of a relationship. He would come home from the store to find her having an afternoon coffee with a neighbor and her seemingly terrified daughter. He would roll his eyes and excuse himself politely before disappearing upstairs to change before hitting the clubs for the night. It had nothing to do with the girls themselves, but he didn't appreciate his mother meddling in decisions he should be making in his own heart. And the club scene always worked better for him when the women who approached him knew that he was single.

That is until he met Morena Sandoval on a night out in Los Angeles. She sidled up to him at the bar with confidence that held his gaze in hers as they sat chatting over a couple rounds of drinks. Looking back he could admit that it was his own vanity that he agreed to leave with her that night as she continued to whisper compliments in his ear. It was his need for control and stubbornness that she broke him of that night and for the next three years (1965-1968) he would play as her submissive whenever she asked, always meeting at the same club they had first crossed paths at. Every night spent with Morena meant another night he didn't have to wrest control of his life from his mother's machinations until he decided one day in 1968 he didn't show back up for work at the corner store.

Strapped to Morena's bed she pouted over him sad at the thought that she wouldn't get to play with him forever and reeling from their session he asked the question, "What can I do to make that happen?" She smiled at him in a way he had only seen their first night at the club and she asked if he was sure he wanted the answer. That night she turned him into a vampire; however, it felt like pieces of him were splitting. In their sessions he began bratting and refusing to follow her commands until she finally gave up on him as a sub and began training him as a Dom. The learning curve surprised her seeing his natural charm come through in the conversations he held at the club and under her watchful eye they ran the dungeon he spent so many nights under her willful words.

As a sixty-fourth birthday gift to himself he purchased a group of three tickets with the expectation of bringing Morena and a toy along for the Anaheim show on The Rolling Stones No Security Tour when Morena inexplicably vanished and mutual friend mentioned that Stacey Castillo, a LA diplomat to Manila, was looking for tickets to the concert for her daughter. Fueling a sense of abandonment from Morena's disappearance he offered the tickets to Stacey and made sure he made it to the concert. He would meet Reyna there during the Stones' set and enjoy a little public exhibition with her while her friend was in the restroom before disappearing back in the crowd.

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