PopeAlessandros

The Rebel Vampire

Um, it's more like Mois is not adverse to the idea, but he's the kind of guy who could prolly go through his entire life just looking after his brother without seeking any intimate relationships of his own. I can tell you he would be happy if Joseph initiated such things, but Mois doesn't know that and could live his life just as happy if they don't. Well, unless the event takes place, then that would be the only joy he would ever have again. . . .But, the event's happening has not yet been decided is happening, so, yeah. . . .If you wanna, or if the story moves that way and you feel comfortable with it, then sure, it could happen, but he's not directly looking for it at the moment. I know the only way(From what I gather of you descriptions of him) the only way Joseph would initiate is if he falls in love then Mois tells him to be honest about his feelings, but hey, stuff happens :P

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

Even though Seishu has no real interest in him “that way” at the moment, he can not ignore the helplessly flustered male beneath his fingers. The primal part of his mind, the one that draws his emotions out into the open in the form of animalistic tendencies, lights his body on fire at the sight.'He can't even speak properly, it's no longer adorable, it's arousing' A very quiet purr starts up in his chest, but the layer of positive energy unconsciously building around the Dream Guardian keeps him at bay. 'He prolly doesn't even notice how this is affecting him. I can feel it though. I can feel that racing heart. I can hear the low pulse of energy. . . .' Then the moment shifts. Enasi pushes him back ever so slightly, the warmth of his hand not lost on the other guardian, and tells him to focus on healing.

Feeling the ache of his shoulder from partially supporting his weight during his little adventure in teasing his counterpart Seishu concedes the moment, but not before one last tease. Leaning back he runs his fingers along the back of the hand on his chest, taking it gently into his own. He drags it up softly, his thumb on the palm and fingers along the back so the hand is facing him. Bringing it to face level he pulls it close to his lips and gives those bent fingers a soft kiss, Still with the hand held in place he murmur, “Yes sir. . .” his breath going out across the already stimulated flesh. His tongue darts out, licking the tip of Enasi's middle finger before releasing the appendage and turning away down the hall without another sound. He doesn't even look back as he shuffles carefully along.

Pressing his fingers to the wall to keep himself steady he seeks out the nearest victim and slides out of sight through a solid wall. Once out of earshot he can not hold back a giggle. The sound sends harsh chills through the room's occupant, eliciting a small whimper. 'Oh, that was fun. He was so responsive! I have never met one so unwilling to acknowledge it though! I thought he was going to explode rather than let himself actually feel anything' He wanders dreamily over to the elderly woman, sliding in with ease. The nightmare forms naturally about him, her having only one real fear in her old age. The nightmare interrupts his thoughts, drawing his attention to the terrified woman as she experiences something he understand very well. She walks from room to room, calling out for somebody, anybody. The names of her children and grand children fall from her lips over and over, tears streaker her face.

The suddenly the scene shifts, she is in a hospital bed, and there is no one around her. She is dying. She is dying and no one has come to her side in her final moments. She has driven them all away, and even though she wants so badly to make up with them her waking pride does not allow her to call out as this nightmare has shown she wants so badly to do. Seishu sees it, the thread, the thing all of his minions keep coming back for. 'The thread which will unzip her fear. The final spark which will allow her to leave this nightmare forever' Moving in close his form changes. Being alone in one's dreams is bad enough,l Seishu knows this very well, so it is time to take that away for someone who can not do it on their own. His clothes change, a long ark hooded robe wrapping around him like smoke until it settles into a more solid fabric. The bottom still lashes about, as if caught in a high wind. The woman turns her head to look upon him, his face changed into that of a skeleton with glowing eyes, bits of dried flesh stretched across one cheek making his appearance rather gruesome.

She screams as his hands come up. With a puff of black smoke an almost comically large scythe appears in his grasp and in a smooth arc he swings. She screams the terror unknown to all but those who have ever seen death as his swing cuts strait along the thread, tearing her from her nightmare in a violent flash. Seishu is once more thrown from the human's mind, this time slamming so hard into the wall that his wounds flare up. However the energy of her mortal fear is more than enough for him to keep his emotions in check. He looks up to see her sobbing, he hand grasping for something on her nightstand. He moves in closer and as he spots the hand set he smiles. Reaching out he pushes the phone closer to her grasping wrinkled fingers and waits until she's dialed and someone picks up on the other end before moving towards the hall once more.

“Deric? Yes, it's me, M-mom. Yes, I know it's late, I'm sorry. . .I'm. . .I-I'm so so sorry. . .”

A smile still on his lips Seishu moves on to the next person in need of a good nightmare. He works the apartment for another hour, feeding on enough energy to keep his nerves calm and his spirits high. That success with the old woman keeps the smile firmly in place while he wanders the halls alone. He can feel Enasi somewhere nearby, but he never actually sees the man during the rest of his excursion. 'Not surprising. Even with all the dreams going on around here, this apartment is building up a decent amount of negative energy. . . Not to mention what happened last we met in these halls, heh' He hums softly to himself, letting his gaze wander around for a bit. 'My dream thing self. . .We need a name for that world. . . .Is going to have a blast, I can just feel it. If I'm this way in the waking world, he's got to be ready to start acting on his own wants' Letting his thoughts trail off Seishu calls out for Enasi. “Oi, flufflord, it's almost sun up, it's time to go!” He's still clad in his "Death" garb, but the thick material has been replaced with very thin almost see through silk and the hood is down revealing his hair let loose in all it's glory. He normally doesn't braid his hair outside battle, so he'd loosed it at some point to feel more comfortable.

Blood Soaked Desperate Times

M'kay, just don't run through all the tour all at once. I'd like some time to respond during it :P

When the Storm Breaks ~ PopeAlessandros x Oskar DiLondra

*Shrug* We'll see when we get there? I'm having a little issue with another RP partner over over planning, and while I like planning a lot, I don't feel like planning too far ahead at the moment.

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

Seishu lets out a huff, clutching his wounded shoulder. Having needed to catch himself a few times on the rails on his way up the stairs the wound is now on fire from the repeated jolts and pulls. He could have just waited, or moved on to another target, but for some reason a part of him knows that he can't let Enasi too far from him. At the top of the stairs he leans against the wall and takes a breather. It isn't too long before the aforementioned guardian appears through a doorway, drawing Seishu's attention. 'Oh god the pink fluffy goo just oozing all around him is terrifying. . . .' As the Dream Guardian moves in, copying his stance, Seishu scoffs aloud at the teasing in his voice about walking on his own. 'Well, this just can not stand' he determines.

As the dream Guardian looks away to scan the area his counterpart pushes off the wall and begins walking over to him ever so quietly. While he's still looking away he moves within arm's reach and shifts his weight. His hand comes up to rest on the wall beside the other guardian and he murmurs softly, “I'm not just walking on my own. . .” Turning, he sifts around so that he's standing directly in front of the other male, his free hand coming to rest on the other side of the hoodie clad guardian. With the dream guardian trapped between his arms Seishu takes the opportunity to shift a little closer, steadying his weight so he does not fall over. There is a rather falsely innocent smile on his lips, but his eyes read very clearly that he's having fun.

'I know he could just wander back through the wall at any second, but it still gives that little rush to think of him as trapped. With me being so close around him, perhaps it will give him some insight, no matter how slight, on how it feels to be in his realm' He tilts his head tot he side, his freshly braided hair sliding out from behind his head to hang just visible past his head. “I've been meaning to ask. . . You seemed like you were about to say something when our little flying adventure was brought to an end.” He blinks in innocent curiosity, the hand of his uninjured arm coming down to waist level. As the arm moves Seishu shifts to the side om compensate, blocking Enasi's escape route should he decide to walk away in that direction. His hand comes to skate across Enasi's middle, above the clothes so the touch is little more than a soft breeze. “You know, when I held you here. . .” he purrs.

The Last Straw ~ PopeAlessandros x Foxtrot

Sylus watches carefully as the shock of the recent event wears off fairly quickly and the boy begins formulating his answer. 'Well, he doesn't seem all that bothered by that little outburst. I wonder if he realizes that that will be the man he will work for should he get hired. Most likely not. I mean, he may have gone into the nice big office space, but after all, he did not act very much like his position would dictate' He gives no visible response to the young man's reply, simply letting the words sink in. The tone, the speed, the inflection, and even the body movements all running through the critical analysis system known as Sylus's brain. Unlike Marius's brain, Sylus works with undefinable figures. A form of science or mathematics to which he has made up all the formulas and components. If he were every to play the stock market, he could easily be the richest man on earth in less than a week.

However the stock market is too cold a problem to work with, Sylus preferring actually dealing with people rather than numbers. His hands come to rest across is lap near his stomach, the fingers lacing together slowly as he listens to Will speak. He closes his eyes for a moment, just long enough for it to be more than a blink before once again looking to the young man. 'So, his first choice is model. He's right, most agencies will only take what they can sell not only at top dollar, but on a regular basis. With the trends of the past ten years there is no way an agency would take him' His index fingers slide out so they can tap their tips together while he thinks. 'Well, he is not a little carbon copy, and he did not even think to ask about the incident. . .'

Sliding a hand over he grabs the clipboard once more and gives it a quick glance. Then raising it up above his shoulder he opens his hand as if to drop it. However as if she knew it was going to happen Jully had stepped forward and grabs it just as he lets it go. A moment later she hands him a leather bound ledger and steps back. The shiny black leather catches the light as he brings it down and sets it in his lap. Pressing his fingers over the cover he tilts his head ever so slightly. “So your mother has an agency. Did you ever show any interest in the agency itself, or were you so intent on becoming a model that you ignored the actual work behind the business?” Sylus knows there is a more polite way to pose the question, however he is far more interested in the guys opinion of his very colored question than the actual answer to the question. He knows that models indeed to have their own kind of hardships, but Sylus himself has never seen them as something everyone can learn to deal with, unlike actually running the business.

The Last Straw ~ PopeAlessandros x Foxtrot

I'm glad. A part of me was seeing yer guy going "Ah hell no" and running away from the crazy man :P Oh, and the bang didn't come from the elevator, it came from his throwing his office doors open :P Just so you know :P

Cruel Hand, Kind Heart ~ PopeAlessandros x Foxtrot

M'kay. So, I think we're near getting started. . .Want me to start this one since you started the other? I think it would make sense for me to start also because I need to do the slaughtering :P

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

'Well aren't you the eager beaver?' Seishu muses, watching Enasi switch to pure helpfulness mode. 'It's so cute, it makes me cringe inside. I'm too unstable to cringe on the outside' He winces as the energy disk moves under his feet, the positive energy feeling hot. With just a little effort though he manages to put in a little layer of negative energy between the disc and himself, without defusing the energy all together. As they rise the altitude feels good tot eh Nightmare Guardian, with each foot feeling more and more at home. He would visit the human world rather often, enjoying all the sights and foods that his realm does not have. Sure he could build a lot of the things he sees that are man made, but some of the natural formations are just too cool not to check out. Glancing at Enasi he wonders if he can convince him do a little sightseeing. 'If not this time, then maybe next time. I see this taking quite some time. These wounds don't seem to be healing all that much, and even with what energy I can create, short a nightmare minion medic I don't see me healing any time soon'

He wonders for a second whether or not he could possibly hunt down a minion loyal to him, however he dismisses that idea quickly. He simply can not risk Gin finding out about him visiting the human realm. At last they enter a room and Seishu can feel some pleasant waves coming from it's occupant. Letting Enasi go he shuffles forward slightly, the waves making him sigh. 'It's been so looooong' He turns to Enasi over his crippled dream comment and raises an eyebrow. “I would hope you would not treat me as one of your kind, crippled or not.” He shrugs and chuckles, turning back to the human who now seems to be breathing a little hard, a light sheen of sweat in the crease of his brow.

Closing his eyes he slides into the human's mind, his body shimmering out of view of the other guardian. Once inside he begins working through the man's mind, picking through what is there and what he has to work with. Unable to be very creative at the moment he decides to play on the man's phobia. 'Sucks, I don't think he's anywhere near overcoming it, or even trying to deal with it, however that's all the better for me. The more frightened he is the more energy I get' The world around him shifts and spirals until in a rush he finds himself under water. Above he can see the man struggling near the surface. He's nude and around his ankles many phantom hands reach out to grab him. Pulling him down only to be kicked off. They never give up however and eventually an unconscious exhaustion comes over him and he is pulled down beneath the waves.

The terror of the man ripples across the Nightmare Guardian, and he lets out a happy sigh. A stream of bubbles are expelled when he does that and he watches as they rise to the surface. The man can not see him, however when he reaches the bottom where Seishu is the guardian moves around so he's behind his back. The sweet suffering, that struggling for air, the terror of death pressing in all around him, Seishu could not ask for a better meal. Then in a flash he is snapped out of the man's mind as he wakes with a scream. Seishu stumbles back against the wall, a contented smile on his face. As the guardian of the nightmare realm the little bit he gained from the single nightmare, as powerful as it was, did little more than ease his pain. He will need a lot more before any real recovery can be had. However as the man settles back to sleep, shivers running across his back and arms, Seishu decides to let him be for now.

'Should he reach the stage for dreams or nightmares again,a minion will be along to deal with him' he muses, stretching. Looking around he notices Enasi's absence and begins looking around the building. Far more use tot he human realm than his counterpart he easily looks through the walls and ceilings, not needing a direct line of sight to spot the people in the building. When at last he zeroes in on the other's location he wanders out through the apartment door and begins climbing the stairs up to the floor where Enasi currently is.

Magical Protection

No problem, take you time. No hurry :P Das perfect.