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Vice tilted his head slightly at the names, his brow creasing as though he were turning them over in his mind, searching for some distant memory. None came. “Toril… Faerûn�� Baldur’s Gate.” The words left his lips slowly, each one foreign, tasted carefully. He gave a quiet chuckle under his breath. “You could have told me we were on the far side of the moon and I would have believed you just as well. These places are not known to me.” Still, his composure never faltered. The tendrils coiling at his feet drew only a brief glance, more curiosity than caution. “But I suppose that makes me just as much a stranger here as you are. A fitting coincidence, don’t you think?” The offer of food earned a subtle quirk of his lips—amusement, perhaps, or even gratitude disguised. “I’ll not refuse the kindness. I couldn’t name this Baldur’s Gate of yours on any map, but if it has a tavern, and you know the way… then I’ll trust your guidance. A drink and a warm meal sound like a fair start to finding my bearings.” Vice’s gaze lingered on Connor then, steady and unblinking. “Tell me, though,what kind of folk fill this city? If they stare at you as they no doubt will… how do you suppose they’ll look at me?”

Vice’s lips curled into the faintest smirk as he leaned back, letting the weight of silence hang for a moment before he spoke. His hand brushed the gold chain at his throat, a deliberate echo of the bindings Connor wore. Though he wore his for fashion, he was binded to know one or anything. “Chico… you talk a lot for someone wrapped up like a gift from hell itself.” His voice rolled low and rich, laced with that Cuban drawl, each word smooth but edged with the kind of danger that never needed raising a gun to be felt. “But I respect a tongue that isn’t afraid to move. Words can get you killed—or they can open doors.” He tilted his head, dark eyes tracing the shimmer of magic over Connor’s bonds, studying like a man appraising merchandise. “Chains that talk… I’ve seen men bound tighter than you. Some by power, some by powder. Different leashes, same story.” Vice stepped closer, his cologne a mix of smoke and saltwater, the scent of Miami nights and expensive sin. He rested one hand lazily on the hilt of his blade, not out of fear, but as if it were simply part of him. “They call me Vice. Miami’s mine, Earth’s mine, hell—most of the cosmos knows my name by now. Venusian Club, you ever find yourself in my city, you’ll know it. It’s where monsters and kings drink from the same glass. You’d fit right in, estrella.” It was true, though being on earth established, his club had seen many come through that door, man, other Ricks, monsters, aliens, whatever it was and it wanted fun,it went through. His grin sharpened, though his tone stayed velvet. “So talk. I like a man, or whatever the hell you are—that knows how to speak. Just don’t mistake my patience for softness. Curiosity is welcome. Intentions… we’ll see.”

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"Smash or pass, baby~"

     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .

Though they had met briefly, an what an encounter, her stealing his liquor, he was intrigued by her.

"Sweetheart, you’re asking the wrong question. The real one is whether you can keep up." Vice displayed a grin upon his lips. Yes she had him intrigued and the sight before him was easy on the eyes. Vampires were the type of creatures that were made from fairytales, and old wives tales, but Vice knew, they were much more than that.

Who wouldn't want to know thousands of centuries old information or stolen knowledge from someone who was immortal.

"I’m not afraid of a little bite—hell, I might even like it—but don’t get it twisted… I’m the one running the show. You might have a few centuries of experience, but I’ve got the kind of stamina that doesn’t die."

In few words, he let her know her his answer but he was not an animal. He was not going to solely act on instincts just because his lions were set a flames. Perhaps wine and dine, and a proper meeting would be in order.

❝smash.❞

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"Am I in trouble?" She was caught trespassing a little... just a little. But the vampire was just on her way out with that very expensive bottle of liquor that most definitely did not belong in her hands.

Vice’s gaze slid from the bottle in her hand to the way she hovered at the doorway like a guilty shadow. His expression didn’t harden—if anything, a faint curve tugged at the corner of his mouth, somewhere between amusement and warning.

“Trouble?” His voice was smooth, deliberate. “That depends. If I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t have made it this far. If I wanted you punished…” He tilted his head slightly, eyes glinting with something sharp, “…you wouldn’t be holding that bottle.”

He leaned back, casual, as if granting her a moment to consider her own answer.

“The real question is—do you plan to walk out with it, or set it down and explain why I shouldn’t be offended?”

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Took a trip, 'cause I could afford it You need a job, well, I could employ ya Built a bank, so I could be spoiled Why is that a fuckin' problem?

Your jealousy kinda looks good on me

I think you're full of it (What's that?) I'll show you how I throw a fit ©

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[𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜];

Soooo... I've been in pain since yesterday and the night before. I feel horrid, and when I do I often get grumpy and just want to be alone, but I couldn't do that since I had to go to clinicals. I got flare ups with my joints, and my hips and legs were hurting badly yesterday. Amongst other limbs, like my left arm.

Replies will come soon. Bare with me. I see the asks and the threads. Just give me a moment to catch up, as life is beating me. ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

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The Venusian Club is now closed. Come back another day for a broken dream and a drink full of promises. ✨🌴

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[out of palm trees]; Everything hurts this evening and I'm tired. I'll come back later tomorrow to answer threads or asks. Whichever one is easiest.

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"Smash or pass, I guess." He's mildly intrigued.

     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .

"After calling me old, you want to know if I would jump right in." Taking a drag from his cigarette, he flicked the ash and exhaled through his nose." In all honesty if I may, it will be cliché to what I'm going to say. But I guess it's unavoidable." It wasn't no surprise that Prime had come to ask them this question. It also didn't surprise him that amongst Ricks that there would be such words exchanged. It was common for one to find the other attractive. Azure eyes watched the Prime before him, and he gave a chuckle. "Why not, it would be interesting... '

❝Smash.❞

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 "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “

     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .

Watching Scoli, he let out a small "humpf" and let his eyes linger on them. "What happened, you get dumped and come running back to me, after I treated you so good." Vice stands up and walks over to scoliosis Rick, and eyes them, taking their features in. Reaching over with his hand, he brought their chin up to meet their eyes. "But I would be lying if I didn't say, that I sorta missed you." His lips curled into a smirk, and he let out a low chuckle. Bringing them in for a heated kiss, he backed them into a wall, and wrapped his hand around their throat, adding pressure to it. Pulling away panting slightly, he murmured against their lips. "Buy the ticket, ride the ride." Vice chuckled low and gave his response. "You must learn from your mistakes, and crossing me, my sweet."

❝Pass❞

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[out of palm trees]: Replies will be slow seeing as I go back to Clinicals this week. I can't wait for my three day break, even though it is three days. 🫩 I'll finish replying to some threads this evening and asks. Earlier I was totally out of it with a migraine. ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ

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”We don’t use such terminology where I’m from. Not directly. Slay or lay is moreso ours.”

(𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒)

     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .

"Connor..."

Though he just met the eldritch god, and had a brief introduction to them. He would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't curious about what lay beneath those robes. The mere tentacle that had been out, was more than enough to get his mind curious. This was not the first time he had let his curiosity get the better of him when it came to Eldritch gods, aliens, monsters, or non-human creatures. Who wouldn't love a good tentacle in the right spot for the right moment. Giving out a chuckle, azure eyes peered over the rim of his aviators, seemingly catching the sunlight's glint, and spoke as he watched Connor.

❝Lay.❞

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 "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “

     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .

"Roman..."

Vice let the name hang in the air for a bit, his mind wandered back to the brief stolen moments he had with Roman. They were a sight for sore eyes, since the first time Vice had met them. Not to mention their encounter was flirtatious from the beginning. Though nothing bloomed from it yet, he was still curious about them. Closing his eyes, he reminisces about their kiss, and soft touches up his chest, and through their hair. Without so much as a second thought, he breathes out.

❝Smash.❞

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     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .