[center][h3][color=1a7b30]Niklaus Santora[/color] & [color=2e3192]Richmond Durmont[/color][/h3][hr]

[i]Parasitic.[/i]
While Niklaus was useful to Richmond, Richmond had his uses for Niklaus. Of course, his usefulness hadn't come into play yet for the young dream-walker. He had only ever wanted one thing since he had been a child and that was to have ultimate and unchallenged power. The knowledge that every being in Erubesco saw him as a force to be reckoned with.

It wasn't an easy task, not in a place with a hierarchy but he intended to start small. He had found over the years that people listened to him sometimes, that he had a knack for speaking with a honey coated tongue when it suited him. He practiced into the nights, standing atop his bed and speaking to his imaginary crowds. He spoke tenderly, he made sickly sweet promises and he imagined himself as someone grand.

That was all fantasy though, it wouldn't truly count until he took his words to the street.

[i]Treasonous.[/i]
This was a desire that could get him imprisoned or killed, he knew that. It would be a lie to say that he had no delusions of grandeur but he knew his limits. He knew how to keep himself from getting too tangled up in his own desires. He wasn't like Richmond, endlessly chasing everything in pursuit of some picturesque existence. He wasn't like Richmond, he wasn't content with just being Lord Santora. He needed more. He [i]expected[/i] more.

The little scientist had bouncy blond hair and curious looking golden eyes from behind her spectacles. It appeared that she harbored not one but two consecutive pupils, while this might have slipped the mind of someone more focused, it did not slip his mind. He found himself staring very intently at her eyes. He couldn't bring himself to tear his gaze away, he perhaps stood frozen there for a moment too long. He could feel a cold hand clasp his wrist. 

“[color=2e3192]It's our pleasure to make you acquaintance, Miss Vasilisa. I am always excited to know more about what the scientific community is working on.[/color]” Richmond’s voice is a purr, it drips with polite falseness. “[color=2e3192]We were quite happy to be able to attend.[/color]”

Niklaus nearly jumped out of his skin when a knight addressed them by screaming but brightened considerably. “[color=1a7b30]Richmond, he's so shiny, look at how shiny he is.[/color]”

“[color=2e3192]Yes, Klaus. Let's find a seat, shall we?[/color]”

“[color=1a7b30]But-[/color]”

Too late.
He was being pulled away by Richmond, he lead him to a seat. He sadly settled down, he rocked from side to side as he waited. He couldn't stay still, he knew that Richmond hated it when he did this but he needed to keep moving. If he didn't stop moving then he'd start tapping or clicking or well, doing [i]anything[/i] but sitting quietly. 

Richmond nodded to another man that entered, not because he recognized him, because it was important to be polite. Niklaus didn't nod, he kept his rocking up as he watched the scientist, watched the knight. He liked her eyes, he liked his shining demeanor. There were much more important things to think about.

"[color=2e3192]Klaus?[/color]"

“[color=1a7b30]Richmond?[/color]” He inquired brightly.

“[color=2e3192]You're drawing attention, please stop rocking.[/color]”

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