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Because I'm moving in. It took Elessar a moment to digest that piece of information. "I see." He nodded his head as he walked to his kitchen to make himself a drink. A strong one. He looked at Mathias for a long moment, taking a sip of his drink as he regarded the Chthonic. "What made you think now was the right time to move in with me?"

Elessar walked over to the box on his couch. He shook his head, "No. I don't." But he wanted to see what Mathias had brought so he knew where to tell the Chthonic to put them.The wolf wasn't insane enough to tell Mathias to get out. He frowned looking into the box of seemingly random objects. Elessar was just happy that Mathias had brought them in a box rather than a trash bag and there didn't seem to be anything bleeding in the box. He frowned looking at a very clean envelop inside the box that had his name on it. Reaching down he picked it up and opened it. Reading the simple line. He carefully folded the note and put it back into the paper sleeve. He looked at Mathias and said, "Mathias we're going to need to set some boundaries if you are moving in with me."

Mathias stood there, happy as could be. Of course he didn't mention his decision to move in to Elessar, he didn't think he needed to. Although now he could see why it would have been a good idea to at least mention it to the wolf.

"Because I'm moving in!" It seemed logical to him. Now that Patrick was gone, Mathias needed to go ahead and make Elessar his priority. He was already working at Elessar's shop too, so it just made sense to move in. He was keeping his apartment though, as that was where his family lived. "Do you wanna help me unpack?"

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Elessar put out the cigarette in the ashtray on the small table. He smiled when Bryce stopped cold. He'd been expecting something. An answer. A smartass remark. But all the older wolf had gotten was a mumbled no as Bryce backed away from the room. Elessar watched with interest as the urge to bolt grew inside of the younger man. Waiting patiently until it hit its peak and Bryce turned and made for the door.

Elessar stood up, knowing that Calvin wouldn't let Bryce leave. Even if he made it out of the room the man at the elevator would also make sure that Bryce didn't leave. "You had to know this was coming, Bryce." Elessar walked over to the door using his height he placed his hand on it, holding it closed, his hand slipping the night bolt into place as his front got very close to Bryce's back. He bent his head down next to Bryce's, "Come, sit down and have dinner. This doesn't have to be unpleasant."

Mathias was pretty excited about the night now that Mr. Black showed up. He followed the client into the hotel, chatting about the day and trying to learn more about the client. Bryce liked to be informed on clients, in case they wanted to make their meetings a frequent thing. He learned that people liked it when he was able to pick up on things about them. He thought it made them feel important.

When they got to the room, Bryce walked in first, excited to be able to spend the rest of the evening there. He ended up stopping dead in his tracks when he saw Elessar in the room. The young wolf took a step back and looked around as if they accidentally walked into the wrong room. He was about to turn around when he heard the door shut close, leaving him with Elessar. He stared at the civilian in confusion for a long moment before speaking. "No", he mumbled. Bryce shook his head, feeling fear and disgust rise in him. He was leaving now. He turned on his heel and made his way to the door.

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Mr. Black was a professional pseudonym. Not the most original of names. But it did what Elessar Cohen needed it to do. Build in an anonymous buffer at times. Mr. Black could look like anyone, be anyone. Most recently Mr. Black looked very much like one of his hired pieces of muscle, Calvin. And Calvin had done a very good job at convincing a certain escort of the reality of who he was. Because Elessar Cohen, upstanding Civilian and business owner couldn't go around breaking into apartments. At least, not more than once. And Bryce had made an agreement with the Pawnbroker. An agreement for names and once a month visits. And Bryce was in arrears once again. Elessar was sitting on the couch in the hotel suite that Mr. Black had procured for the evening. A nice dinner sat under silver room service trays on the table not too far away from the couch. Elessar's scars had healed a lot but there was still faint evidence of them across the left side of his body. Happily both eyes now worked again.

Elessar listened, smoking a cigarette designed to hide his scent, he could hear two voices outside the door, talking, laughing. It opened and he heard Calvin tell Bryce to head into the sitting area where the food was. Elessar looked up as the young wolf walked into the room now able to see Elessar. "Hello, Bryce." He looked at the man behind Bryce and said, "Thank you, Calvin. You can wait outside the door." He smiled at Bryce again when the front door clicked closed, "How's business? You look well."

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Bryce was on his last rental of the day, and it was also the longest. The wolf was booked by a Mr. Black, which was a bit suspicious. He had to start being careful with who he willingly went with. While he did agree to it, he still asked to speak with the Mr. Black to make sure he was legit. After a few back and forth calls and texts with pictures, Bryce felt more comfortable.

They agreed to meet at a nice hotel, one Bryce went to a lot for his work. He dressed nicely as he was promised a fancy night out. He waited in front of the building, looking around to see if he could see the client coming.

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When she said she couldn't feel anything for a while he was reminded of his own inabilities at the moment while he still continued to heal. He nodded, "I'm glad you are better now. Not being able to feel anything... Would be such a waste." Thinking back to how responsive she was.

Elessar smiled when she laughed and talked about chaos. "Of course it is. Being a wolf is very much about learning how to channel the chaos. Do you remember what I told you about feeding two of your three hungers?"

She smiled at him softly before nodding. Even with his burns, he had such a handsome face. Ellie sat down, putting her messenger bag on the floor beside her. "Better. I couldn't... feel anything for a while. I couldn't feel. Taste. Hear, really... but... I'm better now."

"The whole wolf thing is still a little chaotic," she gave a soft laugh and looked down. It was a nervous laugh. One with some shame. She had killed her assistant, after all.

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With his burn scars he really did have a super villian air about himself. And maybe that was something that annoyed him about the scars more than anything. That for this fleeting time as he was healing. His outsides matched what he usually kept hidden about himself. That he was monstrous. The scars made him stand out in ways that he did not want to stand out. He smiled, "I can't say that I am able to appreciate blood like you are able too. But it you say it would be enjoyable for you I'm sure it would be."

He glanced over to the crowd inside then back up at the woman. "There are a lot of reasons why people dislike crowds. I'm sure you do know. But you don't have to tell me. I'm not fond of crowds myself. I find them annoyingly over stimulating. If I have someone pressed against me I want to have a say in who they are."

He had an air of danger around him. Sori couldn't help herself but to find interest in that. She was one who liked to walk on the wild side. "Mmm, I do. Yes. Though there's always the debate of eating it outright, or tasting it mixed in with some decadent blood." She gave a light shrug. The vampiress glanced over her shoulder with a smile, "That obvious, hm? I, ironically, prefer to avoid crowds. I'm not sure why." That wasn't entirely true. Part of her was irritated by them, part of her wondered if one of the faces in the crowd would recognize her face... and connect her to faces she'd made disappear during her time as a huntress.

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"I didn't realize we were keeping track of points. But if you are. I think you're still winning." Elessar replied. He looked at her skin, the way her collar bone showed and moved as she sat and spoke with him. His dark and blind eye drifting back up at the question. "Mindless flattery is a dull blade that I would never assume to employ on someone such as yourself." He smirked when she talked about moaning, "You're right. I haven't. My bad luck it seems."

He put his coffee cup down again and shook his head, "A challenge? Not at all. Unless you feel like you could easily satisfy me." He chuckled, "I meet a lot of people in my line of work. And I don't believe you are something simple. Not for a second. Simple girls don't talk like you."

"Point to you, handsome!" But then he returns the compliment in his own way, and Ana chuckles mirthfully. "Are you trying to make me blush? Compliment will get you nowhere with me." She says in jest. The shewolf doesn't fit the city in some ways—far too much light, and yet, the way she talks makes it seem like she's used to the life here. "But really, you say this cause you haven't heard me moaned before." She is being herself with her crass humour that doesn't match her very cute aesthetic. She knows it's probably why she gets away with it.

She snorts at his response. "Of course you don't." She wiggles her finger at him teasingly. "Challenging a fellow wolf are you?" He's not, but you go back-and-forth with her and teasing, and she'll go for it. "I'm a simple girl." But people like Ana aren't that simple, not in the way they appreciate people or not. She's good at telling if people have some jerkness to them, and she likes a little bit of spice in her life, but she's not a fan of strickly asshole people with a stick up their ass, or just psychos.

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Elessar chuckled and shook his head as he drank his wine, "We always mean harm Sena. But I know you didn't mean anything by it. I'm exceedingly proud of the things I have and what I've made of it." He ate and he nodded his head responding to her, "You should take it as a compliment. Because it was one. We're far past fake pleasantries at this juncture."

Thinking about someone doing something out of the goodness of their heart make Elessar roll his eyes. Everyone had an angle. Always. "I think you are probably onto something with that third idea. I hope you get your scoop before everything ends up public consumption." He touched his napkin to his mouth giving Sena a knowing look. "Just because I don't ask doesn't mean I don't make it my business to know. I prefer to not be surprised by my employees." He nodded and took another sip of his wine, "The whole of Coviwood is a tangled incestuous web of debauchery and excess. "

"I mean no harm by it Elessar. After all, you've made all of it what it is today." She'd had to claw her way to the top, and while some of the fight to the top had been dirty, she knew she would do it all again. It was also while she and Elessar worked so well together, both of them fought for what they had and fought to keep it. "I'm going to take that as a compliment." She mused, a laugh slipped past her lips as she cut another bite to take. She was quiet as she chewed, pondering the question for a moment before she shrugged. "I suppose he may have done it simply out of the goodness of his heart. But I'm more likely to believe that he has secrets of his own he wants to keep buried. Perhaps they were both shields for the other." She took another drink of wine before flashing him a devious smile. "All lines of inquiry I'm digging into I can assure you." If there was more to it she was determined to find it. She waved it away as he informed her that he didn't ask sexual preferences. "No of course not. It certainly makes you wonder though..." A small laugh as she shook her head. "Oh what a tangled web we weave." It certainly was curious that they all seemed to be tied together.

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Elessar was not surprised finding the Chthonic in his home. Mathias had made a habit of breaking and entering into his place despite the fact that Elessar had told him several times he prefered if the Chthonic waited outside for him. Mostly it was an easy fix but Elessar stubbornly refused to make Mathias a key. The unexpected thing was the box that was sitting on his couch. He looked from Mathias to the box and then back again. Taking a moment before he said, "And why did you bring your stuff?"

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Patrick was gone, and Mathias was feeling heartbroken about it. The hard part about all of this was that it was the first time that Mathias and Patrick would truly be apart. The older chthonic had told Mathias that this was his honeymoon with West, so he was going to be gone longer than before. It sucked truly, but thankfully Mathias had Elessar to help with his heart break.

The way he was dealing with it was by pretty much moving into Elessar's home. Mathias didn't think he had to give the wolf a heads up, because honestly why would he. He brought his all of his belongings in one box and broke into Elessar's home. He had pretty much unpacked most of his box when he caught Elessar's scent and turned to him.

"Hi! I brought my stuff!"

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Elessar nodded his head as Olivier said he followed the law. No one in their right mind, even the most brazen of criminals living in it's wall would ever say they didn't follow the laws of the city. But Elessar knew that Olivier wasn't just saying the words. He meant them. "Always a plus to have more disposable income."

He knew some of the story not all of it. But he listened, thinking about whoever it might have been that had dragged his burning body from those demonic flames. He felt assured that if it had been Olivier the young man would have told him so long before now. "And since the King and Alpha rewarded you, they seem to have agreed with you, young Olivier." He paused, "You've been shown a lot of favor by the King over the years. Who knows. Maybe one day you'll be a Client at the rate you're climbing."

"That it would be. And I follow the law. At least I don't require transfusions and iron chelation therapy to survive now though. So I can further my own goals and my ability to provide for the city without having to pay for all my medical fees like I used to."

Olivier didn't smile much as he was congratulated by Elessar. A part of him was still angry that he didn't chase after the man. But it was in the past now. "It was a small thing to do making sure that filthy scumbag paid the price for infiltrating Covaire to do it harm. But the lives I was able to save were more important than pursuing him myself."

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Elessar looked up at the vampire a little more focused in his good eye at her teasing reply. Cocking his head to the side as he regarded the pretty thing. He took another spoonful and ate it. "It is very good. I would recommend it if you have a sweet tooth." He turned the good side of his face to look at the crowded cafe and nodded his head, "Not a fan of the crush?"

Sori had an order to pick up. Treats for the donors at cosmO+. They were often treated, and treated well. She was staring at his food, quite curious to its taste, actually. Sure, she didn't need food as a vampire, but it didn't mean that she didn't like the taste.

"Contemplating stealing your food," she joked before looking up to his eyes and offering a smile. "I'm joking. It does look pretty nice though. I'm waiting on an order. I just got here a little too early, so I figured I'd wait out here. Wait for the crowd to die down."

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Elessar looked up at the teasing words. Half of his face still a mass of healing burn scars. He looked the pretty civilian over, thinking about their last encounter and just how enjoyable it had been. He smirked and replied, "What kept me away was the rather unhappy instance of nearly being incinerated." He gestured for her to sit down, "Come sit with me Eleanora and tell me how you are adjusting."

"I haven't seen you in quite some time. I was starting to think you were scared of me," she teased. For the most part, Ellie was back to normal after everything that had happened. The heightened senses were growing back to their usual heights after being so dulled.

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Elessar blinked at Olivier again as the very young vampire talked about not draining someone being polite company. When Olivier said it was bad form Elessar added helpfully, "And rather illegal."

The wolf mused to himself how cumbersome it must be to wander around with a cooler. And was again pleased that he had chosen wolf over vampire when he had turned himself. Apparently the young vampire was planning on sitting with him for a while as he ordered food. The wolf said nothing at Olivier spoke. He had heard about the commendation. Something that irked him greatly based on his own long term plans. "Congratulations by the way."

"Oh, this is just my usual top-off. I haven't started on my actual meal. Polite company doesn't give into the urge to drain someone. It's bad form."

And once Olivier was done calming his craving, he politely wiped his mouth and put the used, empty bag, back in the cooler. He'd throw it away later. Then he called a waitress over and ordered an Italian BLT and Mozzerella panini with spinach instead of lettuce. and a fruity Roobios tea. "And bad for business and my livelihood. Especially after I just got a commendation by the city for helping bring that spy to justice."

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Elessar shrugged unashamed by the response from Patrick. Because he did care more about how Patrick's state affect Mathias than the state itself. And there was no reason to hide that fact. Elessar knew that Patrick prefered to come across as enigmatic and the wolf accepted that as the role the Chthonic felt most comfortable wearing. Elessar was a relaxed shopkeeper to most people. And the both of them had impeccable manners.

He looked down at the drink that Patrick held and then back up to the Chthonic. He took another bite of his desert. "I'm not generally. But every now and then I want something sweet."

Patrick chuckles. "Ah———see, you care about Mathias, not my state." But it's obvious the chthonic is quite alright with the notion. Just like Michael wouldn't want Mathias to die as it would affect him. Patrick can only wonder how the wolf would react once he realises Patrick has left the city. He could prepare him, but where is the fun in that? It is just another cruel game of his. "Some things were." All the killing had been magnificent. Even as a human, Patrick had remained ruthless.

"Good. Excellent even." Even without his business, Patrick has prepared for his departure, to make sure his son will be taken care of. And while many may think Mathias too insane to do much, he's excellent at tracking people, and even without knowing where Patrick is in the world, he'd eventually find him even if it took some time. So if something happens to Elessar, he knows Mathias will be alright. At least, this one won't try to change his precious son, like the gang had stupidly tried. "The drink is a drink. I did not take you for a sweet tooth."

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"But compliments are nice for the person being complimented to hear." Elessar replied teasing her back, the unmarred side of his face shifting into a smile. When she also complimented the sound of his name he continued to smile, "That might just be because you say it so prettily."

When she mentioned him making a fortune he shrugged, "I have no complaints." But she was obviously bright enough to know that it was a lucrative business. The way she phrased what she did was clever. And Elessar was always attracted to clever. He lifted his coffee up to his mouth to take a sip he smirked as she winked and he shook his head, "I can be rather difficult to satisfy but it does answer the question very well."

"I don't compliment to be nice. But thanks I suppose." Ana replies in a playful tone. A pretty face and a nice smile can get you far in this city. Her short time as a Mistress had made her learn quite a lot to help her once she'd been made a prisoner. "Elessar. Now that's a name that rolls of a tongue pleasantly." She's being her terrible self with flirting. "A pawn shop? Oh you must make a fortune." Ana chuckles, because she can only imagine how desperate some people can get for money. "Little me? I work at Veggie Roofs, and work my magic on a willing citizen most nights, and sometimes, even with unsuspecting citizens." She is smooth, but she's obviously telling him that she's an exclusive escort that can adventure elsewhere when she wants. "Does that satisfies you handsome?" She winks at him.

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"Lucky isn't the word I'd choose." Elessar replied dryly but he did agree that Mathias was very pretty and an absolute freak, two things that Elessar appreciated in the horror junky. Their relationship in private was very antagonistic. Most people would be terrified to talk or act the Mathias did to him. But the producer liked that Mathias seemed to be impervious to the idea that he could be tight rope walking around career suicide. It also softened the edge of what Mathias did because Elessar was very aware of just how much Mathias liked him. So now it was a twisted little game that Elessar liked to play. How badly could he treat Mathias in private before the director actually became upset? So far it hadn't happened, which was fascinating to the older man. Elessar laughed cruelly when Mathias said he wouldn't dare. "I own for the headlines Mathias. What I want, that's what any of them with any hint of legitimacy print." But then the younger man was sliding into his lap and he knew that Mathias would be able to feel how hard he was and the game was up. He almost reached up to grab fistfull's of Mathias' hair but stopped himself. They had to look polished when they got out of the limo. He licked into Mathias' mouth during the rough kiss. He gave Mathias a look "Can you? That would be a first." Elessar looked at his watch and then nodded shoving Mathias off of him. "Get your shoes and pants off."

"Oh and aren't you so lucky I'm infatuated with you? I'm some real arm candy, don't you think?" He liked messing around with Elessar. The producer was hot, in both looks and temperament. This was how things usually went between them. It was a constant escalation until one of them snapped at the other. Mathias liked pushing Elessar to his limits and past that. All of their greatest hits where when Elessar was done with Mathias' shit. He would let the producer do anything he wanted too. Being called a child wasn't bad, but when Elessar tossed the glass away, Mathias' eyes got big with interest. How badly he wanted to feel those harsh hands on him again. Mathias wasn't spoiled by any means, but he did like to get what he wanted sometimes. He had to bite back a moan as he was grabbed, "Oh please, you wouldn't dare. Think of all the headlines… Hot shot producer leaves his prized director on the curb of his own movie premiere. It just doesn't look good". Mathias moved into Elessar's lap and kissed him roughly. "Also, I think we can keep it clean for once, don't you?"

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"Yes, I am very aware of the advantages I inherited. And just how lucky they have made me." Even if he had taken the studio his father had started and made it the powerhouse it now was. He lived and breathed Lost&Found studios. It was his entire life. This empire he had built. Elessr gave Sena a nod, "I think you'd have all the right talents for what I require from my PR firm." He gave he a small wry smile, "Oh we do our own amount of tearing down. When called for." Elessar drank his wine then waved his hand, using the gesture to say that he didn't think she would do such a thing. "I completely agree. All we should do is clap and say how brave." When Sena said that Mr. Ortiz had no comment he chuckled, "Not surprising. But I still wonder how long he knew. And why he agreed to play that game with her and the press for years." Elessar nodded at the mention of the critic. "That's what I thought was strange as well." Elessar began on the first course and at the question he brought a bite of food to his mouth and swallowed before he answered, "She's obviously ambitions. And apparently is very friendly with an actress that just came out as a lesbian. Take that to mean what you will. I don't ask my employees their sexual preferences. Since that would be illegal."

"Not all of us can be quite as fortunate in that department." Not that she wasn't working towards it, did she enjoy her work? Sure. But she also very much liked the money that came along with it. She laughs as he mentions her slumming it. "Head of PR hmm? It certainly has a nice ring to it. It would be an interesting change to be building up one's image rather than tearing it down on a regular basis." She mused. "Slumming I may, but I've always found that it's been to my advantage." She hums. "I certainly wouldn't use it against her in anything I write. After all for anyone to shame her announcement would be career suicide. But to use it to dig into whatever else she may be hiding, that could be fun. Yes I've attempted to contact the man but his people have told me he has no comment. How unsurprising." It was the way of the game, few ever actually wanted to say something to her that could end up in the public eye. "Not only Danielle but to thank the film critic? It certainly leaves me with a few questions. " She took another drink of her wine before turning her attention to the food. "This does look delicious. But on the subject of your latest assistant turned award darling. What do you know about her?"