PopeAlessandros

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

Though glad to have not had to say an intimate greeting to the warm white and green tiles that make up the floor Seishu can not help but be a little angry at himself for not being able to even manage t take two steps without slipping up. As Enasi help him on to a towel, the rough surface making it far less likely for him to suddenly make another near tumble to the ground, the Nightmare Guardian take the opportunity to calm his nerves. He needs to keep his calm, and no stupid wet floor is going to force him to loos his temper even in the slightest. 'I just tripped, I can't help it. I'm weak from the bout, and my wounds are throbbing. Relax. . .'

His breath hisses out from between his teeth and his body visibly relaxes. He can almost physically feel Enasi aching to help him more. The feeling makes him smile and when the male gives in and begins helping him, seemingly whether he wants the help or not, he does not struggle and lets Enasi have his way. 'After all, he let me undress him, the least I can do is show him the curtsey of returning the favor in reverse' He keeps his cool as Enasi goes about the task with all the care of a gardener with a delicate orchid, and even smiles a few times as Enasi is forced to kneel down. He only lets his mind wander so for however and once he is fully clothed he intends to thank the red head properly, however he ducks out of the room too quickly.

With a faint sigh he follows close behind his counterpart, keeping his eyes low. He can not help the shame he feels before them, it being in his nature to feel this way. His stomach clenches and his breathing becomes slow and shallow as he moves further into the room. Even Rasha's obviously lewd joke does little to alleviate his tenseness. Before he forgets Seishu shuffles over to Enasi and gives him a feather light kiss. His hand comes up to brush through those damp burgundy locks as he murmurs, “Thanks for the help.” Behind him Rasha squirms about happily before tugging on the little ones to get their attention. Motioning for them to help him pull the covers down he moves up to the head of the bed. They comply, scooting up with him to turn the bed down.

However Seishu is not ready to rest. The siblings look a little on edge as he moves to the end of the bed, taking a few unsteady steps away from it before coming to a halt. Cho has already removed the covers from the plates and turns with them in hand just in time to see Seishu go gracefully to his knees. The minions and dream look on in stunned silence as the guardian bows his head silently. No one says a word, unsure of what is happening. It is Harper who first comes to understand the action. He pushes off the wall and hesitantly, in case he is wrong, moves to stand before Seishu. Slowly he reaches out and lays his paw gently on that snot white head and at the sound of the long exhale the rabbit man knows that he was right.

He keeps his voice low, but in the silent room all ears can hear him clearly. “He seeks reconciliation in our eyes. I recognize this as an old custom on earth, perhaps even one started by those in the Nightmare Realm, I know not.” He bows his own head as he speaks, his reverence for the custom blatantly evident in his stance and tone. “He is not asking forgiveness, he is offering up his shame and asking that his honor be restored. Anyone who wishes to do so, simply repeat my action.” Harper's head comes back up but he does not look to anyone, instead walking back to his place on the wall.

We'll take the low road.

Tawney - Second Oldest - Built like father - A little taller than Amano - Light Brown Hair

Burtis - Second Youngest - Built like father - A little smaller than Amano - Light brown hair - May like men

Lady Chesia - Mother - Slight not overly curvaceous frame - Around Amano's height - Long black hair

Russ - Information Dealer - Portly - A head taller than Amano - Red hair and long bushy beard

I think that's all for now. . . .

The Rebel Vampire

*Giggles* I think the blood loss IS getting to Alexi, but he hasn't noticed yet :P

The Rebel Vampire

When the vampire explains about the blood smelling his favorite food Alexi nods, understanding the analogy. He next offers to help Alexi and for a moment the man wonders just how the vampire could help in his position, but he does not have long to wonder as moment later Joseph Enters the room with all the calm of a master butler. However it isn't hard for Alexi to detect just how upset the head slave is as he makes his way over to where he leans against the soiled bed. Alexi stays quiet as the short conversation passes between the vampires, his eyes averting a but meekly as he holds out his arm to be tended.

'I do not believe I have seen him this man since I was sixteen and I decided to test out that industrial glue by gluing my hands together only to find I was allergic. As I recall, I almost died from that, but I was right. My experiment was successful' When he hears Erik call his act “stupidly dramatic” Alexi can not resist stating proudly, “I never do anything half way, and if I can do it with some flare, all the better!” He slouches a moment later when Joseph announces the need for stitches. He hates the itch such things bring about. Despite his obvious anger and fear, the vampire's actions are as gentle as they always have been when dealing with his young master and Alexi smiles softly.

Alexi has to fight from flinching as he recognizes the tone in the elder vampire's voice and once more feels like he has been reduced to a child under Joseph's hard stare. He refuses to be anything but happy at the moment however and after taking a slow breath he smiles at Joseph warmly. “I have decided to take a chance, one that will not only, hopefully, make things move along more swiftly, but will limit, perhaps even eliminate, the suffering of all parties involved during the process.” He declares this with a proud smile, letting it sink in a bit before going on.

“He has agreed to take the potion willingly. As a show of faith, I will be taking it as well, taking in his blood.” He holds up a hand, anticipating his dear friend's reaction to the news. Pointing to the vial now within the vampire's reach he looks into Joseph's eyes with a soft expression. “I had that one made special, and I assure you that it is not designed for suppressing will as the one you took was. As long as he does not will it, and though I may be assuming much, I do not believe one so against slavery and the destruction of another's mind, would do such a thing to someone who plans to achieve his life long dream of freeing all slaves.”

Bringing up his free hand he cups Joseph's face, then slides it around to hold the back of his head. Leaning up he places a feather light kiss to the head slave's forehead praying that the action will help him trust his master's insanity for just a bit longer. Sitting back he continues to hold Joseph's head gently. “I know you worry for me, you, the father any child would be blessed to have, you must trust me just a little longer. Believe that I know what I'm doing, and that any risk to me is not only worth it, but my will.” His hand slides down to grip the elder vampire's shoulder for a moment before it falls back to his side, his fingers brushing the blankets beneath them. He looks to Joseph, nothing but love and confidence in his gaze as he offers up one of his placating award winning smiles.

The Power of The Fallen ~ PopeAlessandros x AkiBlue

Kuro chuckles as Aoba wanders off to go look at the pigs, only to be stopped by Dani's antics. As he watches the interaction, not having moved from near the priest, he listens with an exasperated expression as his brother voices his non to subtle opinion. 'If you make him cry, I'll make you cry, my dear older brother' He knows very well that the smaller demon is just trying to keep Aoba from leaving, not willing to give up the chance at obtaining a unique toy without anything less than an equal replacement. His gaze shifts over to the priest and he contemplates letting the man know what he's trying to do with Aoba, however he can not come up with any way to put it that doesn't sound like he wants to own the angel so he refrains. He knows humans do not approve of owning sentient beings. . .Well, most humans. . .

So instead, he tries for small talk. “So, baptized anyone interesting lately?” His tone is serious, unsure of what the hell priests talk about and just taking a random shot in the dark.

For a long moment Father Gerard stands completely still. As Aoba moves off into the barn the priest shifts ever so slowly to look up into the demon's eyes, an unreadable expression on his face. Kuro knows he's done something wrong, but unsure how the Father will respond, he simply stands still and waits politely for the answer. However, he doesn't get one. Instead he watches with wide eyes as Gerard folds in half, laughing like he's never heard a man of the cloth laugh.

On the porch Dani perks up, wondering what jokes he missed while he was cleaning his ears. “Ne, Kurotama, what the hell did you say? You trying to kill that filth with laughter? Is that even possible? I think it is, because why else would it be a human saying, right?”

Kuro's eyes shift over to his brother for only a moment, and despite his usual dismissal of just about anything the smaller demon has to say, he himself wonders for an instant if one could really kill a human through making them laugh too much. He knows too much NO2 can kill a human, and they call it “Laughing Gas”, so maybe there is something to that. However he keeps a strait face and waits the five minutes it takes for the man to finally stifle his laughter enough to stand up strait and look once more up at the demon without falling into another laughing fit. Wiping the tears from his cheeks from all the laughing Gerard coughs a few times before smiling at Kuro politely.

“Well, I did have a set of twins who insisted on being baptized at the exact same time two weeks ago. Made for quite the challenge to not drown them both on accident.” He tries his best to sound serious, realizing from the look on Kuro's face that the demon had been asking him that question seriously.

Dani rolls his eyes, no longer interested now that it's clear the slightly elderly male is not going to keel over dead. Kuro on the other hand tries to imagine not only what was so funny, but also what it would look like to baptize two people at once. 'I suppose he could have been laughing at the memory, however I do not see how it could be that funny' The image of the priest getting dragged off in cuffs for drowning the two who were suppose to be baptized makes him chuckle lightly. “I suppose that would have been a problem. . .” Looking towards the trucks he notices the truckers looking over at Father Gerard a little impatiently. “I think your boys want to head out.”

The priest follows his line of sigh and nods in agreement. “I'd like to say good-bye to Aoba first. Excuse me Kuro.” A strange chill runs through his body as he hears the old man say his name, but he suppresses the shudder and steps out of his way so he can walk to the barn unhindered. Watching the human walk away Kuro flinches as he hears Dani hissing at him.

He turns his gaze on to Dani, his eyes narrowing into a glare. His older brother will not be cowed however and he motions for his younger sibling to come over. With one last glace at the barn Kuro begrudgingly makes his way over to the house and settles against the rail, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. Dani shuffles in close, sitting down so he's looking through the bars of the railing at the taller demon. “Hey, you're not going to let it take the toy, are you? Why you being all chummy with it, it's trying to take away the toy! Are you stupid, or is this one of those things I just don't get about your weirdness that ends up working in your favor?”

Kuro rolls his eyes. “Aoba is a fallen angel, he feels safe around the clergy, he can't help it, and if I start driving the old man off, I'll likewise be driving Aoba off. It's not that hard to understand, and if you spent less time tearing them apart you might understand humans and angels a little better.”

Dani scoffs. “I don't need to understand them. I like playing with them the way I like playing with them. It's fun that way.” He pouts slightly, but then perks up when he spots Aoba and Gerard exiting the barn. “It's filthy. You should clean it. I wanna play with it. . .” Kuro turns, leaning against the porch railing as he watches the angel and the human at a distance. He has to agree, Aoba needs some washing.

New Eyes and an Old Soul

Pleased that the little one is taking a moment to think things over rather than blurting out the first thing that enters his mind the elder begins humming softly as he waits. His hand continues to move soothingly up and down along the young one's back, the fading light making Dorian feel more and more 'alive'. When at last James comes up with his questions Dorian looks to him with a vaguely curious gleam in his eyes. 'He is obviously disturbed by the idea of having to be so proper all the time. That is a shame, as he looks quite hansom when he is all cleaned up. I am not as strict as many of my age and status, however I do have standards' His hand comes up to run through the soiled locks and he lets out a sigh.

“I do not require that you always dress your best, however I do like to see my little ones in clean clothing, so if you insist on roughhousing outside I may ask you to change before coming to meals. As for how you act, other than showing my guests the respect the deserve, treating the help kindly, and not acting as a wild man on the hunt, I have no druthers as to how you act.” He ruffles the hair beneath his fingers gently. “You are a young one, and your own style will come in time. I am not going to make you some sort of slave or servant, and if you wish, I will even allow you to travel. One day. When I am sure that the wildness that drove you to kill so heedlessly is thoroughly stamped out.”

He purrs softly, his blood waking up as the night begins sliding in. “You will have your reign of the house, the rules simple and not at all binding. If you like I can teach you the blade, about my business with horses, or anything else you wish to learn from me. The nearby town is large, so hunting is easier, the people not so much noticing the people suddenly coming down with what they call anemia.” He chuckles. “Humans will come up with the most wild ideas to hide the truth from themselves. . .” His gaze falls down to James, looking deep into his eyes. "The ranch is vast, stretching on for miles, and I own a good portion of the nearby forest as well, so you will have somewhere more familiar to further soil you nice clean clothes.” He chuckles again and tugs playfully on the boy's hair.

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

He can feel the other's purr being echoed in his own chest and a smile spreads across his lips. 'I really can pull them out when I want to now. Lovely. I should do it more often' Seishu works his fingers in deep, encouraging the purring until at last he is sure the soap has touched every strand of hair. His hands fall to his side as he murmurs, “All finished.” the purr still deep in his chest. The blush and cough do not go unnoticed by the Nightmare Guardian and for a moment Seishu wonders, honestly, if they should just keep thing pleasant, rather than invigorating. As much as he longs to see Enasi lost in the heat of passion, to feel his hot body beneath his hands, Seishu fears that if they go any further that fate will once more strike back, and this time, not leave any survivors.

As Enasi slips away from him, exiting the still running shower, Seishu watches him through the steam until he vanishes from sight. He lets out a long sigh, his gaze dropping to the floor. “Who am I kidding. There is no way I could give it up now, even if it gets us both killed. . .” His voice is soft, not carrying past the plexiglass, the shower running helping to keep his words to himself. Looking at the soap still on his hands Seishu scoops up the conditioner and makes his way under the spray. Despite not needing it for the detangling aspect, Seishu loves the way conditioner makes his hair feel.

Despite the massive amount of hair he has, it does not take long for him to condition and rinse it. He's had his entire life to learn how to deal with his hair efficiently, and such a task is child’s play compared to some of the things he can now do with it. Turning off the taps Seishu wanders over to the open glass door just in time to see Enasi slip back in. He openly admires his mostly nude figure, catching the Dream Guardian's eye and giving him a wink before going back to his admiration of the damp body before him. Seishu does nothing to cover himself, instead focusing on remaining upright.

Looking to his leg he sighs at the scar throbbing gently. 'Even with the pain meds. . .I've got the feeling I may need another shot. I think the adrenaline of our fight may have counteracted it. Well, less of a fight and more a tear down. A verbal bout. . . Enasi got in some good hits, and if it had not been directed at me, I think I may have very well had to give him a congratulatory pat on the but for such good burns' Huffing softly he shakes his head, drying his hair, before stepping forward. He grasps a towel bar, slipping slightly, but he waves off any help from Enasi for now.

“I'm good, just re-getting use to walking on wet floors.” He smiles sarcastically and chuckles. With a faint hum he wanders over to the mirror, clearing away some of the fog so he can look at himself clearly. “Any whiter and I'd be a ghost. . .” he murmurs, making a few faces. He keeps his eyes on himself, letting Enasi get dressed in peace. As soon as he's sure Enasi is at least half decent he turns to grab his own clothing. Suddenly his foot its another patch of slick tile and with nothing to grab on to Seishu braces for the crash. He will not risk his energy at the moment, which he would normally use in such situations.

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Happy images of Lord Enasi race through Rasha's head and he sighs softly. As the general and doctor roll their eyes Inui and Rue crawl on tot he bed after the feline with faint giggles. Without warning they pin the little white thing down and begin tickling him mercilessly. Amused by the sight none of the others step forward to aid the poor dream.

We'll take the low road.

Ah, that was lovely. . .No, no, that was quite satisfactory :P I loved the feelings, however I have no personal interest in the love making between a man and a woman, but thank you for the offer. Perhaps we can come to more details when both participants are more visually stimulating to me. As for her portrayal, very nice. I liked it. :P

And yes, we can put little bios for the side characters in the first post. Want me put them together so you can pop them into the first post?

Of Steam and Souls

That always sucks. Might I suggest doing what I do and typing it up on a word program then copy pasting to the little white box here? It's the best way to keep from losing stuffs. . . .

A Bloody Murder

I'm glad you like :P I am still wondering what you think of the kid :P I've only got a vague idea of what's up with him, and the only thing I have solid is that he's Rei's nephew. . . . .