Humming softly to himself Kiel place one trays atop the other, the convenient covers allowing for easy stacking. With a wave to the sisters he makes his way carefully out the back door, his plastic shopping bag swinging back and forth from his wrist. The cool evening air hits him and he welcomes the little chill that runs across his skin. 'I love this time of year. The day are not too hot, nor the evenings too cold, and every moment can be appreciated in a different way' He continues to hum an old hymn to himself as he makes his way towards his house.
The hard stone beneath his feet makes sharp clicking sounds with each step and he smiles at the faint echo of the noise off the stone walls of the church. 'Some sounds are so nostalgic' Humming a little louder he pushes his way inside carefully. He calls out to Zach but receives no answer. 'Not panicking, not panicking. . . .' he assures himself as he sets the trays down on the table. Knocking lightly he peeks inside the small side room. Not finding his guest he moves to his own room and peeks out the back window.
His face curls into a warm smile and with a chuckle he crosses his arms over his chest. 'He looks so relaxed. Makes me happy to think he's already so comfortable here. I've had so many nearly jumping out of their skin at the slightest sound or refusing to leave their room. . . .Perhaps I'm getting better at this, heh' Shaking his head he moves back the the door and slips outside. Moving around to the back garden he pauses at the corner of the building. Watching the boy for a few seconds he takes a step back before calling out. "Time for eats Zach! I brought chocolate!" Turning on his heel he moves back inside quickly and sets the table up so they can both sit at it.
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Hnnnnnnnnnn. . . . . .Dorian already check the area for vampires not an hour ago and found none. . . . .So this one just got into town?
Hnnn? Joseph should not have met Erik, nor even heard his name yet. Alexi sent all the servant to their rooms long before Erik got there. . . . .I thought I put that in. . . . .
Heheh, let's see how you are at playing NPCs :P *Teases*
Holding the fidgeting boy a little closer Dorian chuckles lightly. “No word on the monster, however I did get to see the entertaining sight of my companion here soaked and a bit filthy.” His eyes remain on the humans as he speaks however his finger tightens comfortingly in the newborn's grasp. The intoxicated men glance at James but their attention immediately turns back to Dorian as he continues. “He insisted on dismounting before reaching town. He wanted to walk alone a bit, and after a particularly amusing tumble or two we met up again not too long after you left me. The time on the road was long and I do not blame him for wanting to walk a bit. A saddle is not made for long time comfort.” The men chuckle and nod.
Their spirits seem high despite the recent events, however Dorian is positive that the six empty mugs on the table have more to do with their joviality than any actual good humor. 'I would not be surprised if most of the pubs in town are as crowded as this. In dark times men have always sought to flee the realities about them through such detrimental means' His eyes travel around the room, picking out various people whom he may have an interest in speaking to at a later date before returning his attention to the men before him. The younger one finishes telling some joke or another, Dorian's focus having been elsewhere so he'd missed the joke entirely the vampire feigns amusement with a smile and nods at the youth.
Turning his attention to the gun toting elder he smiles as he catches the younger male blushing out of the corner of his eye. “So, what is it like living so close to the ocean? I have traveled the sea once in my lifetime and did not particularly find the aesthetically pleasing. Though I suppose living so close to it provides great trade opportunities.” Tilting his head to the side he adds, “And the chance to meet many interesting people. I do not suppose there are places made for such visitors from over seas. I know many come to this land to seek their fortune, though they come with naught but the clothes on their backs.”
Their spirits seem high despite the recent events, however Dorian is positive that the six empty mugs on the table have more to do with their joviality than any actual good humor. 'I would not be surprised if most of the pubs in town are as crowded as this. In dark times men have always sought to flee the realities about them through such detrimental means' His eyes travel around the room, picking out various people whom he may have an interest in speaking to at a later date before returning his attention to the men before him. The younger one finishes telling some joke or another, Dorian's focus having been elsewhere so he'd missed the joke entirely the vampire feigns amusement with a smile and nods at the youth.
Turning his attention to the gun toting elder he smiles as he catches the younger male blushing out of the corner of his eye. “So, what is it like living so close to the ocean? I have traveled the sea once in my lifetime and did not particularly find the aesthetically pleasing. Though I suppose living so close to it provides great trade opportunities.” Tilting his head to the side he adds, “And the chance to meet many interesting people. I do not suppose there are places made for such visitors from over seas. I know many come to this land to seek their fortune, though they come with naught but the clothes on their backs.”
I just have one simple request when it comes to these guys, other than that I would not presume to take control of the development of our joint project her: I do not want them to be immortal. I do not see androids as needing to be a "Computerized society" and I have talked to a few computer nerds who came up with plausible ways for the memories and such to be unable to live forever as to not let any android live past a certain age, with the level of technology we have right now, however since you have turned down all my ideas thus far I would like to hear your ideas for making the race mortal. It is the only thing I ask for, and the only thing I feel like putting my foot down on, so if you wanna pose your history feel free. I will vow now not to outright reject anything that has nothing to do with the mortality of the race. *Raises hand* I swear. I'm not as selfish as I seem, i simply tend to have very strong feeling over the oddest things, and my stubborn side tends to nag at me until we work out something that we both can agree upon that gives the least amount of compromise on both sides.
Viltez nods vaguely. He has been alone a long time, but it never really bothers him. 'I'm just grateful to be living' Living this way has brought him to a contentment he can enjoy openly, and even having to hide himself from those he's grown to trust over the years he can not claim to have had a bad life. His attention shifts from his own swaying tail to his guest. 'He's watching it too. Sometimes I wish I had a little more control when it has a chance to relax, but I guess if I was forced to sit still most of the hours in a day, I would not want to listen tot he one giving me that order all day when it was recreation time' Suddenly his flesh jumps at the feeling of Aryx's fingers. It's only a light brush, but the feeling of someone else touching the sensitive appendage is enough to send a chill up his spine.
A faint rumble rolls in his chest and his tail slips forward to wrap around his visitor's hand gently. “I can't complain. My life is good enough. Not fantastic, but I feel grateful for what I have. . .” His words seem distant as he watches his tail flack back and forth a few times across the back of Aryx's wrist. With a sudden shock he realizes that the wayward appendage is being far to exploartive as it begins slipping up the other man's sleeve and with a glare he grits his teeth and forces his tail to let him go and wander somewhere else. Glancing up at Aryx he chuckles uncomfortable and murmurs an apology.
“So sorry, it really has a mind of it's own when I'm not thinking about it.” Swatting it away as it begins trying to brush against his cheek he smiles at his visitor. “Did it feel weird for you? I mean, a lot of people have pets with tails and all, but I’ve never felt anything quite like my tail. It's smooth, but fluffy. . .” He shrugs with a sigh. “I guess if I had to pick one discontentment it would be having to hive from everyone. Having to strain myself every day with the fear of being discovered. . . .” His smile widens. “However having you here, for however short the time may be, I feel is more than enough to quell that feeling for quite some time. . .”
A faint rumble rolls in his chest and his tail slips forward to wrap around his visitor's hand gently. “I can't complain. My life is good enough. Not fantastic, but I feel grateful for what I have. . .” His words seem distant as he watches his tail flack back and forth a few times across the back of Aryx's wrist. With a sudden shock he realizes that the wayward appendage is being far to exploartive as it begins slipping up the other man's sleeve and with a glare he grits his teeth and forces his tail to let him go and wander somewhere else. Glancing up at Aryx he chuckles uncomfortable and murmurs an apology.
“So sorry, it really has a mind of it's own when I'm not thinking about it.” Swatting it away as it begins trying to brush against his cheek he smiles at his visitor. “Did it feel weird for you? I mean, a lot of people have pets with tails and all, but I’ve never felt anything quite like my tail. It's smooth, but fluffy. . .” He shrugs with a sigh. “I guess if I had to pick one discontentment it would be having to hive from everyone. Having to strain myself every day with the fear of being discovered. . . .” His smile widens. “However having you here, for however short the time may be, I feel is more than enough to quell that feeling for quite some time. . .”
Hiyou! I'm back! I live!!!! Kukukukuku :P
His heart skips a beat as the other man stirs. He can not suppress the smile curling across his face at the sight of it's burning gaze. 'Even just waking, and being drugged as well, it has such passion' A soft flutter begins in his stomach as the vampire's glare settles upon the master of the house and Alexi shifts ever so slightly under it's fury. 'I knew he would be nothing like my other slaves, having broken none of them myself, but the light I see there is inspiring to say the least. I can see why so many have chosen to follow him. I bet they were all more than willing to die for him a hundred times over' His body practically writhes on the bed beneath Alexi's gaze as he tries to fight his bindings and the human swallows hard.
'Well, may as well get started' As the figure settles once again, still laying upon the bed's plush surface, Alexi sits up a little straighter and shifts his fond smile to a more commanding one. His eyes grow cold, the eyes he gets when a slave disobeys him and needs reminding of it's place in the world. Alexi is not a cruel man, but he can not help how he has been raised. “I admire you fire, and your accomplishments are not to be disregarded, so I will not be foolish enough to tell you not to fight me.” His voice is smooth, just loud enough o be heard in the near silent room. The only other noise in the room, and the only source of light, is the fire crackling in the tall fireplace. “However until you begin to learn you place I feel no need to answer you inquiries, especially when they are barked at me like an angry mutt at the end of his. . . . .Chains. . . . .” Alexi chuckles lightly and shifts so his legs are dangling off the edge of the bed.
“I would normally give my new acquisition a speech about how if one just does as they are told and does not question me, how easy life here on my estate can be.” He stands slowly and begins moving closer to the vampire. “However, again, I am no fool. I expect you to fight. In fact, I look forward to it.” He stops, just far enough away that the other could not reach him no matter how he may try. “However I will tell you I do not plan on bringing you to harm. Though a hard break can never be completely without harm, it is never the less how things must be.” His eyes soften for an instant, his voice sounding wistful. “We will do great things, you and I. . .” His visage becomes once more cold and distant as he continues to look down upon his most marvelous challenge.
~*~*~*~*~
A few odd looks are thrown his way however Mois simply makes his way to the briefing room. His quick strides carry him through the crowded squad room into the back hallway where the elevator stands alone at the end. Behind him a low level of murmurs seem to redouble as he moves out of sight, and a few phrases catch his attention.
“They say he walked out in the middle of a mission.”
“I guess flying to the top on the wings of you money makes you think you can do whatever you want!”
“With his history, I'm surprised he didn't do it earlier. Pampered brat.”
These words however pass right over him, and he soon finds himself out of earshot of the office gossip. 'Next time, I should just tell him no. As if I really could. My brother may be insane, but when he asks something insane of me, it means it's important' He lets out a sigh and steps into the elevator. Punching the number pad he finishes sorting out his story quickly and prepares to talk his way out of the mess his brother conned him into. As the doors slide open his usual distant stoic expression is firmly in place. The conference room lays at the other end of the hallway and by the time he reaches the thick cherry oak doors he is as confident on the inside as he seems on the outside that his plan will work.
~~Time Skip~~
'A part of me still can not believe that worked' Mois smiles inside as he recalls the look on his superior's face as he laid out a well thought out lie about using the fight to gather vital information and how said information is now being processed by an outside expert. 'Well, technically it isn't a lie. The vampire is a great source of information, and if my brother succeeds in breaking him we'll have access to all of it' Plopping down on a bench in the men's locker room he begins stripping off his gear for a post-op shower. His lips press into a thin line as he recalls once asking Joseph about being hard broken. The then Governor of the two children had tried to dance around the issue, not meeting their curious gazes.
However Alexi, use to getting his way, had put his foot down and demanded an explanation. 'One does have to admire his spunk though. He managed to finds ways around telling us too much about the specifics, but still enough to satisfy my dear overbearing little brother Joseph had told them how it had taken around a year for the final stage of breaking, the true eradication of his free will. Mois pauses, furrowing his eyebrows. 'However, it can't really been an eradication. He, though many years later, still has his will, and more as each generation passes. I would not doubt that is exactly how it felt though. . . .' A faint pain passes through his chest. Partially about what Joseph must have gone through, but mostly at the thought that his brother would be doing that very thing soon. 'Should this take as long, if not longer, than it did for Joseph, I fear the damage it may do to Alexi. He is. . . .Kind, for an aristocrat'
Stripping off the last bit of cloth he wanders into the shower area. The area is deserted but the floor is still wet and a bit grimy from his men doing their own post-ops earlier that evening. Mois wrinkles his nose at the filth. Neither he nor he brother can deny their upbringing and despite his years on the force Mois still feel his stomach turn at the state of the showers after a full team uses it. Moving all the way to the back area he turns the nob on the shower and a cold stream of water begins pouring down from the shower head. He watches it patiently until steam begins to rise from the droplets and without testing the temperature he steps under the near scalding spray. He's always had a high tolerance for heat, and the hot shower does wonders for relaxing his tense muscles.
'Well, may as well get started' As the figure settles once again, still laying upon the bed's plush surface, Alexi sits up a little straighter and shifts his fond smile to a more commanding one. His eyes grow cold, the eyes he gets when a slave disobeys him and needs reminding of it's place in the world. Alexi is not a cruel man, but he can not help how he has been raised. “I admire you fire, and your accomplishments are not to be disregarded, so I will not be foolish enough to tell you not to fight me.” His voice is smooth, just loud enough o be heard in the near silent room. The only other noise in the room, and the only source of light, is the fire crackling in the tall fireplace. “However until you begin to learn you place I feel no need to answer you inquiries, especially when they are barked at me like an angry mutt at the end of his. . . . .Chains. . . . .” Alexi chuckles lightly and shifts so his legs are dangling off the edge of the bed.
“I would normally give my new acquisition a speech about how if one just does as they are told and does not question me, how easy life here on my estate can be.” He stands slowly and begins moving closer to the vampire. “However, again, I am no fool. I expect you to fight. In fact, I look forward to it.” He stops, just far enough away that the other could not reach him no matter how he may try. “However I will tell you I do not plan on bringing you to harm. Though a hard break can never be completely without harm, it is never the less how things must be.” His eyes soften for an instant, his voice sounding wistful. “We will do great things, you and I. . .” His visage becomes once more cold and distant as he continues to look down upon his most marvelous challenge.
~*~*~*~*~
A few odd looks are thrown his way however Mois simply makes his way to the briefing room. His quick strides carry him through the crowded squad room into the back hallway where the elevator stands alone at the end. Behind him a low level of murmurs seem to redouble as he moves out of sight, and a few phrases catch his attention.
“They say he walked out in the middle of a mission.”
“I guess flying to the top on the wings of you money makes you think you can do whatever you want!”
“With his history, I'm surprised he didn't do it earlier. Pampered brat.”
These words however pass right over him, and he soon finds himself out of earshot of the office gossip. 'Next time, I should just tell him no. As if I really could. My brother may be insane, but when he asks something insane of me, it means it's important' He lets out a sigh and steps into the elevator. Punching the number pad he finishes sorting out his story quickly and prepares to talk his way out of the mess his brother conned him into. As the doors slide open his usual distant stoic expression is firmly in place. The conference room lays at the other end of the hallway and by the time he reaches the thick cherry oak doors he is as confident on the inside as he seems on the outside that his plan will work.
~~Time Skip~~
'A part of me still can not believe that worked' Mois smiles inside as he recalls the look on his superior's face as he laid out a well thought out lie about using the fight to gather vital information and how said information is now being processed by an outside expert. 'Well, technically it isn't a lie. The vampire is a great source of information, and if my brother succeeds in breaking him we'll have access to all of it' Plopping down on a bench in the men's locker room he begins stripping off his gear for a post-op shower. His lips press into a thin line as he recalls once asking Joseph about being hard broken. The then Governor of the two children had tried to dance around the issue, not meeting their curious gazes.
However Alexi, use to getting his way, had put his foot down and demanded an explanation. 'One does have to admire his spunk though. He managed to finds ways around telling us too much about the specifics, but still enough to satisfy my dear overbearing little brother Joseph had told them how it had taken around a year for the final stage of breaking, the true eradication of his free will. Mois pauses, furrowing his eyebrows. 'However, it can't really been an eradication. He, though many years later, still has his will, and more as each generation passes. I would not doubt that is exactly how it felt though. . . .' A faint pain passes through his chest. Partially about what Joseph must have gone through, but mostly at the thought that his brother would be doing that very thing soon. 'Should this take as long, if not longer, than it did for Joseph, I fear the damage it may do to Alexi. He is. . . .Kind, for an aristocrat'
Stripping off the last bit of cloth he wanders into the shower area. The area is deserted but the floor is still wet and a bit grimy from his men doing their own post-ops earlier that evening. Mois wrinkles his nose at the filth. Neither he nor he brother can deny their upbringing and despite his years on the force Mois still feel his stomach turn at the state of the showers after a full team uses it. Moving all the way to the back area he turns the nob on the shower and a cold stream of water begins pouring down from the shower head. He watches it patiently until steam begins to rise from the droplets and without testing the temperature he steps under the near scalding spray. He's always had a high tolerance for heat, and the hot shower does wonders for relaxing his tense muscles.
I'm a rather accommodating person, but don't worry, if it REALLY bugs me, I will speak up and disagree :P If I can work with something, I'd mostly seek out tweaks or if the thing is open enough, the chinks can be worked out during the play itself :P
Hnnnnnnnnnnnnn. . . . . I have a few ideas to cover the spectrums of kinds of creatures. Let's see if I can list the idears :P
Natural Sleep Patterns(Vampires, Owls, Felines, Fairies, ect)
Disposition(Weres, Elves, Dragons, ect)
Worship(Dwargies, Striders, Beastmen, ect)
Intelligence(Owlbears, Demons, Displacer Beasts, ect)
History(This last one is for those that made the decision on sides so far back in time, the side they are on is as natural as breathing)
And for our own personal creations, we can come up with why they are on the side they are on.
These are all I can think of off the top of my head, feel free to drop in your own ideas on why they are separate :P
Hnnnnnnnnnnnnn. . . . . I have a few ideas to cover the spectrums of kinds of creatures. Let's see if I can list the idears :P
Natural Sleep Patterns(Vampires, Owls, Felines, Fairies, ect)
Disposition(Weres, Elves, Dragons, ect)
Worship(Dwargies, Striders, Beastmen, ect)
Intelligence(Owlbears, Demons, Displacer Beasts, ect)
History(This last one is for those that made the decision on sides so far back in time, the side they are on is as natural as breathing)
And for our own personal creations, we can come up with why they are on the side they are on.
These are all I can think of off the top of my head, feel free to drop in your own ideas on why they are separate :P
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