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ofzcphyr:

‘ i was just exploring, ‘ zephyr fabricates because he really had been looking to cause trouble, but he wasn’t going to give himself away that easily, regardless of how suspicious he looked. he preferred to work alone, anyway. ‘ i’ve never seen a castle this big before. and i have this phobia of like, wide, open spaces, y’know ? so i’m just trying to figure out where to go if, let’s say, a phoenix happens to catch this place on fire or a vampire just decides to go on a binge. ‘ he crosses his arms and narrows his eyes at her suddenly. ‘ where were you going ? ‘

“Well exploring isn’t nefarious on it’s own,” she shrugged. “And I was coming back from the library.” She’d been enchanted by all the information there; mostly, she was looking for information on prophets, but she kept getting distracted by how fascinating all the lore was. “And... is that something we should be worried about?” she frowned. “I thought that it was supposed to be safe here.” No one she’d met had seemed out of control, or willing to hurt anyone. 

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ofzcphyr:

‘ suspicious ? me ? ‘ he feigns an over exaggerated look of offense. ‘ an elf decides to explore a the castle and suddenly he’s mischievous. that’s a mildly incorrect stereotype and honestly ? ‘ zephyr pushes up off the wall he’d been leaning against and places a hand over his heart as his lips curve into a frown. ‘ it’s kind of hurtful. ‘

“I’ve never melt an elf before,” she said. “I don’t mean to imply anything like that, and I certainly didn’t mean to be hurtful.” She considered him. “So then where are you wandering to? Just going for a walk?” She was still rather certain that he’d been up to something, but she was willing to play along with his game for now. 

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phoenixmorse:

Alex would keep kissing Maeryn, she loved the feeling of her lips, her hand would rest on the back of her neck.

Maeryn sighed, relaxing into her hold as she felt her hand on her neck. She was enjoying the warmth she could feel as their lips danced.

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vampmilo:

“Yeah,” he said “not drinking from a blood bag… but drinking from the neck. I tend to stick with women, I hate drinking from guys. I guess because it can be so erotic sometimes, if I’m attracted to the person,” he said softly. “So it can be fun yeah if the other party is into it too,” he nodded biting his lip.

She mused quietly for a moment, intrigued by the concept. She hadn’t thought that would be something that would catch her interest, but then curiosity had always been her fatal flaw. “So is that something that a lot of people are into?” she asked, deciding there was nothing wrong with getting more information. “How does it work?”

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ofzcphyr:

‘ oh, you know - places. ‘ he says vaguely, making a flippant gesture with his hands. ‘ nowhere specific, just… around. ‘

“Oh come now. You have to know how suspicious that sounds,” she said with a laugh. “Though don’t let me hold you up from whatever mischief it is you’re plotting.”

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blaiseinabottle:

“It’s only dangerous if your deepest desires are something you ought to be afraid of,” he smirked in return. “So, tell me — are you afraid of yourself?” Despite the hesitance in her voice, her aura spoke otherwise, radiating the spark of intrigue he could see mirrored in her smile. “Who said I have plans to do anything with it? Maybe this is my version of small talk with a stranger. Asking about the weather is so painfully cliche these days, isn’t it?”

She shrugged. “Maybe I am afraid of myself. Though maybe I should be.” She looked over at him. “Isn’t that how it goes in all the stories? Someone is granted their heart’s desire, and it turns out to be... well, not what they thought at best, and their ruin in darker tales.”  She grinned. “And if that’s your idea of small talk, it’s at least different. Though it’s a lot of information to give you right off the bat. Maybe I don’t even know what my deepest desires are.”

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demonandon:

“Yes I did. It’s a good place to find one.”

“The way you’re speaking of it makes it seem as though you’ve done that before. What precisely are you looking for in one?”

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Maeryn looked up at the man, raising an eyebrow. “Somehow I don’t think that’s completely true.” She shook her head. “Where exactly are you passing through to?”

‘ oh, don’t mind me, ‘ zephyr muses as he tucks his hands into his pockets. he’s clearly up to no good, but the innocent smile that finds it’s way onto his lips says otherwise. ‘ i was just…. passing through. ‘

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vampmilo:

“It’s pain,” he laughed with her, it wasn’t pain but it was easier to say, and more fun. “If you were a vampire you’d understand. It’s not like I enjoy the fact we have to drink blood but after a long time it’s just how your life is,” he shrugged. “Maybe you’re weird but it’s okay,’ he laughed.

“Do you enjoy the act of it though?” she tilted her head as she asked, before spearing a few more leaves of lettuce on her fork. “I mean, other than ending the hunger, it it... fun?” Eating could be fun for humans, certainly. She hoped it wasn’t just misery for vampires. That hardly seemed like a decent way to spend half a century.

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demonandon:

“I’m definitely staying. I want a sub.”

“And so you came here to find one. That makes sense.”

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vampmilo:

He laughed “i’m glad i could make you laugh from my pain,” he grinned playfully “that’s gross, you’re like, eating a forest,” he said to her. “I thought only fairies did that,’ he wasn’t sure if fairies did do that, but if any species was going to then it would be them. “Well, maybe you’re just weird then,” he laughed “I’m kidding, I drink blood, what can I say about it,” he said softly.

“Is it really pain though?” She shook her head. “I mean, I can’t understand how you drink blood. I don’t think I’d be able to do that.” She didn’t mind being around it, but the idea of actually ingesting it wasn’t appealing. “Though I’m plenty weird. You don’t need my dietary choices to make that case for you.” She was odd enough without that.

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demonandon:

“It is a safe place. I’m glad you chose here love.”

“It seems to be. I’m glad to be here. Are you planning on staying, or just visiting?”

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vampmilo:

He looked at her salad more interested, he picked up a piece of lettuce and tasted it. He made a face “bleh,” he said making a grossed out sound. “Yeah, I’ll stick to blood,” he chuckled a bit, not enjoying the taste. “I think your senses are good, you just need more faith.”

She laughed, looking at his face as he tasted the lettuce. “That’s perhaps the funniest thing I’ve seen today,” she said through her laughter. “Though to be fair, a lot of humans don’t really like lettuce either. So that might not even be a vampire thing.” She quieted, still smiling at him. It was validating that he seemed to have faith in her, even if she struggled with it.

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demonandon:

“What brings you here?”

“People aren’t always...” she trailed off, waving her hand vaguely. “Basically it was a choice between hiding what I am or dealing with most people I met wanting to take advantage of me. I thought maybe here, there’d be another way.”

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demonandon:

“The pleasure is mine. How old are you?”

“I’m twenty-seven. So... far younger than a lot of the people here.” 

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demonandon:

“They’re just so cool. Name? I’m Andon.”

“I’m Maeryn. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Andon.”

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“What in the world do I desire most?” Maeryn looked over at the man, a smile playing on her lips. “Now, why does that sound like a dangerous question...” There was an air about him, matching the darkness of the dusk—not truly frightening, but intriguing. “What would you plan do to with such information?”

With nightfall lingering on the horizon, thus began Blaise’s favourite time of day — when both depravity and desperation came out to play, both unadulterated, both intoxicating to the genie. “Tell me,” he hummed, a smirk sliding across his lips as his favourite question danced at the tip of his tongue, “what is it in this world that you desire most, right now?”