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Atticus Vinter He/Him - Vampire - Chaos in the flesh (This blog contains strong themes of Death and Violence. There will also be mentions of sex, drug use, dubious consent and blood)

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The red head scrunched her nose as she looked over her choices. And as much as chicken with a fancy name sounded good. The burger held much more appeal when it came to the rumbling in her stomach. “Burger it is,” she chimed after he offered his opinion. “A burger, fries and all the desserts.” she smiled to her self as she shifted close enough to the bed side table that she could grab the phone. “I say horror, I’m not much of a fan of Romcoms. A drama seems like it would be sad, and action doesn’t sound good.” was offered before she dialed the number for room service. It didn’t take her much time to spout off her order. Hanging up the phone with a click she set the menu aside and moved back to settle next to him. “So, Have you found anything that looks good and scary?”

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Nodding at her request for movie type Atticus slowly began clicking through the horror section and looked for anything that looked good. Problem was being him and all that. Things weren’t always worth watching. Clicking through, he felt her body move into his and a smile was his only reaction until he nodded. “I am thinking this movie here,” the cursor moved to highlight the title Before I wake. “I haven’t seen it and I mean, that is saying something,” shifting so he could settle comfortably next to her he offered a smile in her direction. “I’m gonna click it.”

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Aislin smiled when he agreed to her plan. Giving him a little nod before they shifted apart. Dropping her feet to the floor she searched the drawer of the little side table to see if there was a room service menu. After coming up empty she stood. Moving to the larger table in the corner. Easily moving back to the bed once she had it in hand. “Hmm.. I can’t decided if I want something fancy,” her blue eyes scanned over the elaborate dinner choices. “Or like a burger..” she chuckled a bit as she plopped back down in her spot. Pressing her back against the head board as she read through the menu. “Though I do know I am getting all the desserts.” 

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It took a moment to actually lay eyes on the remote. Thankfully long limbs meant barely there movement so in no time he was sitting on the bed once more leaning on the headboard. With a click the tv was on and Atticus was flipping through the options while still listening to Aislin speak. “Well, that is a tough dilemma,” chuckling lightly, a smile pulled at his lips as she mentioned getting all the desserts. “Obviously desserts are a must,” with a nod of agreement he stopped looking at the tv and leaned towards he to look at the menus as well. “I say burger,” with no reason to go on with his words he looked towards the tv again. “So, it look like. Romcom, action, drama, or horror. Oh my what choices.”

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Aislin smiled when he agreed to her plan. Giving him a little nod before they shifted apart. Dropping her feet to the floor she searched the drawer of the little side table to see if there was a room service menu. After coming up empty she stood. Moving to the larger table in the corner. Easily moving back to the bed once she had it in hand. “Hmm.. I can’t decided if I want something fancy,” her blue eyes scanned over the elaborate dinner choices. “Or like a burger..” she chuckled a bit as she plopped back down in her spot. Pressing her back against the head board as she read through the menu. “Though I do know I am getting all the desserts.” 

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It took a moment to actually lay eyes on the remote. Thankfully long limbs meant barely there movement so in no time he was sitting on the bed once more leaning on the headboard. With a click the tv was on and Atticus was flipping through the options while still listening to Aislin speak. “Well, that is a tough dilemma,” chuckling lightly, a smile pulled at his lips as she mentioned getting all the desserts. “Obviously desserts are a must,” with a nod of agreement he stopped looking at the tv and leaned towards he to look at the menus as well. “I say burger,” with no reason to go on with his words he looked towards the tv again. “So, it look like. Romcom, action, drama, or horror. Oh my what choices.”

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The younger girl smiled happily as he shifted to lay next to her. Moving her hands up between them. Her finger’s lightly playing at the fabric of his shirt. “Hmm..” she chewed at her lip as she mulled over the options. There was always something nice about staying in after a car ride. Just relax and take a moment to forget the world out side. Though going out always had its fun point. There was a long pause as she decided which was better for the evening. “I say we stay in and order room service. I’m not really up for people tonight.” her decision was given with a little nod of her head. “We can see what ridiculous movies they have to rent while we’re at it.” 

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Watching her as she spoke, he did nothing to stop her from playing with his shirt and instead sighed gently. He didn’t mind being at the whims of the girl in front of him. It was different than all of the years of games. For just a little bit, Atticus could be lazy. He could sit and watch a movie without imaging the next move on the chess board. “That sounds like a perfect idea,” he agreed gently as he moved a hand upward to trace his fingers over the the hand that was toying with his shirt and down her arm. The warmth he could feel under his finger tips sent a thrill up his spine, yeah he liked it. “You grab the menu and I grab the remote,” was offered with an eyebrow waggle before he moved from the comfort of her touch to hunt down the clicker. 

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Aislin scrunched her nose a bit as he reminded her of what they had agreed upon. He was right, calling her parents would lead to arguments and ruin the whole point of their trip. She had wanted reckless and fun, calling mommy and daddy was neither of those things. She’d just have to suck up what ever nerves she had on the subject for the weekend. And deal with the consequences when they were back in Antioch. “Facebook and other social media can be enough.” slipped past her lips. More for her self then him. She could do it. Kicking her shoes off she shifted so that she could move up farther in to the bed. Pausing briefly to tug at his arm to follow. “So where should we have dinner?” she asked softly as she got comfortable on her side. Her hand lifting for a moment so that she could tuck her hair out of the way. 

With a tug on his arm, he was slipping off his shoes and sliding into the bed without a second thought. He was an easy bastard like that. Waiting for her to shift her hair, he moved in so he could drape an arm over her stomach and use his other to prop himself up. Sometimes he thought about asking to braid her hair. The color was tantalizing and it wasn’t like he didn’t know how to do a damn good braid. Really, tho if she didn’t let him braid it he was happy to just stick his face in it. To be real honest. “If you are talking tonight,” he paused for moment to offer a small smile, “I would say anywhere you like. We could go out or we could get room service. Your call,” he wanted her to enjoy herself while she was with him. It was a rare thing to relinquish control but he was definitely willing. 

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There was an very present sense of anxiety that was slowly simmering in her stomach. Aislin didn’t usually leave the house with out sending her mother a text. Lately that had been the case with her father given that was where she’d been staying the last few weeks. It didn’t really matter the who, the point was. She’d gotten in a car with Atticus and took off for the weekend. Also agreed that she wasn’t going to inform either of her parents. The red head did her best to push aside the slight nervous feeling that it all brought upon her. 

Following the man in to the room she took in what he had to say. “I like the plan for the first day.” she mused as she moved to plop down on the bed. Blue eyes watching him. Leaning back on her hands she tilted her head a bit. “I can get behind most of that. You’ll really have to convince me on the Vandlisim and Arson.” slipped from her lips with a soft chuckle. Pulling her hands out from under herself she leaned back in to the plush blankets of the bed. a little puff of air slipped past her lips before she turned her head to look at him. “Are you sure.. I can’t just send my partents one text… so they know I”m not dead?”

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Nodding along as she made herself comfortable, Atticus moved to looked out the window towards the people below. It was one of those many moments where he thought about how similar they were to rats. They didn’t come often but sometimes when he was way up high, he couldn’t help himself. Compared to him and his companion with him, they were nothing special. Just people that the Matrix toyed with on a whim. Frowning to himself for a moment he pushed the thoughts away as she asked if contacting her parents would be alright. 

Frowning he looked at her with a disapproving look, “I thought we agreed to no contact. Nothing that could potentially get you to go home,” he questioned easily as he walked towards the bed and sat next to her. Looking her over for a moment, he pursed his lips in thought. “Can’t you just post some facebook messages, photos or even instagram to show that you are having a good time and alive,” he questioned with a sigh. “Cause we both know the moment you text or call your mom is gonna get all tracking device on you or even your father,” he wasn’t even trying to pretend that he wasn’t whining. A thousand plus year old vampire... whining... ugh. 

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Boston was well - Boston. It wasn’t one of the more incredible cities Atticus had ever been to but it also wasn’t the most boring. Point was he knew a place or two that would be fun. After getting them a room at Revere he couldn’t help the little smile on his face. “Alright,” he began slowly while he opened the door to their room. “I am thinking one day of just random shit. Shopping, eating wherever and all that,” pausing for a moment to gesture towards the luxury room he offered a wink before taking of  his jacket and laying it over a chair. 

“From there I am thinking one day of hipster, young person fun. Drinking, music, maybe vandalism,” honestly he was really hoping for the vandalism but if she wasn’t going to go for it, he wouldn’t judge her. “After that we can either continue the random fun, or we could get a little fancy mixed with some arson maybe,” he added with a salacious grin. Both sounded good but you could never really tell what she would go for. 

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The moment she choose a playlist, Atticus’ finger tapped against the steering wheel to the beat. With a shake of his head and a laugh he moved his eyes from the road to look at her for a second before looking back. “If you are insinuating that I wouldn’t win in a fight or in life we both know you are wrong,” pausing for a moment he shifted gears amd switched lanes. “however if you are saying anything bad would happen to you, well you are still wrong. Try again,” his tone was joking and serious all at the same time. Atticus liked the girl beside him, so he had no intentions of allowing life to get in her way. “Would you like to phone a friend,” was added with a smile.

Aislin just rolled her eyes as he spoke. Sinking down in to her seat she turned her head to look at him. “Just shut up and drive..” she breathed. Reaching between them she turned the music up more as she offered him a smirk. She was sure they would have plenty of time to argue over the happenings of life when they were in Boston. 

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“Exactly,” she offered a little grin before slipping in to the car. She settled in to her place setting her bag down by her feet. Her head turned as he got in to his seat and turned the motor on. A little head nod was offered as she took the ipod from him. Chewing at her lip she easily navigated her way through the play lists. Finding something to put on and setting the ipod between them. “Lets hope so, or it could be horrible and one of us will end up dead in Boston.” she glanced at him with a little grin on her lips. “I put my money on you..” was added in a cheeky tone. 

The moment she choose a playlist, Atticus’ finger tapped against the steering wheel to the beat. With a shake of his head and a laugh he moved his eyes from the road to look at her for a second before looking back. “If you are insinuating that I wouldn’t win in a fight or in life we both know you are wrong,” pausing for a moment he shifted gears amd switched lanes. “however if you are saying anything bad would happen to you, well you are still wrong. Try again,” his tone was joking and serious all at the same time. Atticus liked the girl beside him, so he had no intentions of allowing life to get in her way. “Would you like to phone a friend,” was added with a smile.

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Aislin thought about is as she followed him towards his car. “I don’t think I have, hmm..” slipped from her lips as they walked. Going home to grab a few things probably would have been a good idea. But the red head was worried that she’d change her mind if they didn’t get on the road. Or half the urge to break the one rule she’d been given and leave a note for her father. “Lets just go,” she answered as they reached his car. “We can figure it out as we go, Going home would probably be a bad idea..” was added with a little nod of her head as she waited for him to open the doors. After all she had her phone, wallet and a few other necessities hidden away in her bag. She was sure she could manage with out actually packing.

Nodding as she explained that backing out was an option for her wile he just chuckled. Opening the door for her quickly he waited for her to sit and leaned against car door frame. “Well, when you put it that way,” words paused as he watched her finally sit “I mean can’t have you backing out on me now,” a wink and a tap to the door frame before he shut it on her was all  he had to offer as he chuckled to himself. Atticus finally sat himself and turned the engine over with a swift key movement. Music blared instantly before he turned it down to a comfortable level for them to speak. “Music is on you,” was offered as he handed over the ipod before pulling out his spot. A smile widened his lips as he held onto the steering wheel. “This is gonna be fun.”

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aislinmichelson:

“I know you well, Sir.” she offered to his first set of words. There was a slight nervousness about what he would actually offer up. Seeing as she was a pretty tame individual, you know if you didn’t count her slight obsession with the matrix and her gifts. Pushing those thoughts aside she tilted her head looking up at him as he proclaimed he had an idea. One that didn’t sound bad, it actually sounded like it would be good. Time away from town, time to just exist with out everything going on with her and her mother. It took her a moment to speak though. Her mind weighting over how much shit she would be in for just disappearing on her parents. “Lets do it!” she finally agreed rocking a bit on her feet. “And quickly before my responsible Aislin brain decided this is a horrible idea.” 

Grinning at her agreement he tilted his head slightly, “I don’t think you have ever actually gotten to ride in my car before,” the observation was random but it sent a thrill through his body. Atticus loved to drive fast cause, shit why the hell not? “I imagine you won’t mind my music selection,” was added as he nodded off towards the direction of his car and began to walk. “Do you want to pick anything up form anywhere because we are leaving now,” he questioned as his legs moved. “I mean we can get you clothes there. Make a whole fucking thing out of it,” he offered up with a grin. The thought of spending all his damn money on someone else other than himself was almost too good to pass.up. “You gotta decide now cause no turning back.”

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Blue eyes watched him as he spoke. A sigh slipping from her lips, a slight scrunch to her nose as she did so. “I guess.” she offered with a little shrug. There was a moment of pause before she straightened herself out on the bench. “Okay, enough of this..” she proclaimed moving to stand up. Her hands smoothed out the slight wrinkles in her skirt. “As much as I usually enjoy our talks about life and life things. I think I need you to encourage me to do something mildly reckless and fun..” she nodded her head as she spoke. “And murder does not count…”

Watching her stand and smooth out her skirt, he wasn’t ready for her proclamation so there was no way he could hold in the burst of laughter at what she wanted. “Well first off in most people’s standards murder is not mild,” pausing for a moment he stood with her and grinned, “But I am tickled that you know for me murder is so nice and tame,” he added with an eyebrow wiggle for his face sobered up and his hand came up so he could tap his fingers on his chin. “Now, mildly reckless and fun in normal people’s standards,” the words were mostly mumbled to himself as he slowly began to tick through all the options. It took a moment to get his mind out of the extreme gutter so to speak, “Okay I have an idea,” he began as he took a step closer to her. “We get in my car. We go to Boston and we do whatever the hell we feel like. The catch is that you don’t tell your parents. Not a word,” smoothing a wrinkle out of Aislin’s skirt himself, he offered a slow grin.”Your mother can worry through whatever social media she stalks you on. Your father can be concerned from a distance and try to find a path to speak to your mother. Whatever that man does. How does that sound?”

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She couldn’t help but roll her eyes as he held out his hand. And then reintroduced himself. “Very funny,” she shook her head a little before taking her hand back. “I’ll think about it.” she chewed at her lip a bit as he spoke about her parents. “I’m pretty sure my mother would have a aneurysm.” she commented honestly. “And whats to say you aren’t using this to get back at my father,” she raised a brow at him. It was more of a playful statement then anything. She’d considered the option for their whole relationship. But never really found herself minding. Leaning back in her place she slouched a bit in to the bench. “Am I going to be that person that is always worrying about what my parent are going to think… because that sound horrible..” she pouted a bit as she turned her head to look at him. 

Per usual she wasn’t exactly wrong. It wasn’t like his run in with her had been a accident. Atticus had bumped into her on purpose. But things after that promptly decided to take turns he hadn’t planned out whatsoever. She was an enigma to him when it came to how she got so much truth to leave his lips. Still pretty damn confusing sometimes. “Well, I think you have a lot of time in your life to start changing things up,” he finally replied after a moment. His eyes looking to the small pout on her lips before moving upwards to her eyes. “Gotta do what is right by you and all that,” was added with a nod and a shrug. What did he know about parents anymore. They were a distant memory after all. 

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The red head watch him list off pros to living with him a bit bewildered. Honestly the idea that she could really have her own space out side of her family. Even if it was one that she shared was tempting. Though she couldn’t help but worry about what it would imply to the world that they had shacked up together. Okay not really the world, but to her parents. Her mother already was very upset about her relationship with the Vampire. She couldn’t imagine her father would be any happier. Sighing she shrugged her shoulders. “You make  few fair points,” slipped from her lips as she pondered the situation. “Though I think it would be something one would have to spend a little more time considering then making rash decisions on a park bench.” 

Nodding his head at the mention of fair points, the smile stayed on his face even while she continued to say that they should really talk about it instead of doing something rash. “I don’t know if we have met,” pausing for a second wiped his hand on his pants just to make sure there was nothing weird going on and held it out. “My name is Atticus. While I am much older than I look I have a thing about rash decisions,” humor laced every word as he reached a hand out and gently placed it on her hand for a moment. “Joking aside, that is a fair want. You shouldn’t make any decision you aren’t comfortable with. Besides I can’t imagine you parents would never approve,” squeezing her hand gently he moved it away from her warm skin and set it on his knee. “Your father would potentially believe I am planning something horrible to get back at him. While your mother would simply plot on pulling my line,” the last was said with a wink. 

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You say you want to be king - so when I burn your kingdom down, I’ll make sure you’re still chained to the throne.

‘this queen is not a pawn in your arsenal’(d.s.)

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“How lucky for me,” Ronan drawled, voice lined with only the driest of sarcasm.  Atticus’ company was always grating, in the way that only a thousand year old creature could manage. He radiated condescension, made all the more infuriating by how damned justified he was in it. Ronan was unaccustomed to feeling naïve, and it was unnatural for a man with that boyish of a face to make him feel so. Even being able to rationalize it, it still sat wrong. And yet. 

 “When shall we begin, then?” This would of course take priority over everything else. This was Ryder. This was the only thing that matter. 

Was it odd that he was far too entertained by the fact that all Ronan wished to do was drawl on about as if life wasn’t as fun as it well, was? “I think that if this little kinky relationship between is going to work, you are going to have to start smiling some more,” all the traces of his early macabre attitude slid away with the words as he smiled sweetly. “I mean we are going to be spending a lot of time together,” was added with a wink before he chuckled lightly to himself.

“I think we should start after you are done scheming by the way,” Atticus continued to speak before pulling out a cigarette and lighting another with a quick ease. “I mean I am sure your need to stay superior is incredibly strong so I will give you some time there. When you feel like you have the right kind of mask in place,” taking a drag he pulled it in slowly before letting the toxic air leave with a nod. “Then I think we should start.

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“Fair,” she chuckled a little her eyes dropping to look at her hands in her lap for a moment. Though she looked up at him with a questioning raise of her brow as he continued to mull over the possibility of living together. “Okay you were joking right, because you’re putting a lot of thought in to this.” she didn’t know if he was actually considering it. Or if this was just Atticus being Atticus. Well the last bit of what he had to say was definitely him being himself. “Geeze,” she shoved him a little with her shoulder as she rolled her eyes. Her cheeks were definitely fifty shades of pink by now. “I feel living with you would be a little exhausting after a while.” 

Her shove had him laughing gently and shaking his head, “Oh no living with me would be a dream,” he teased back lightly. “Also I am as serious as a heart attack that many mortals fear. Dead serious even,” was added but internally he wasn’t sure if he was that serious.  Was he? It wasn’t as if having someone that was willing to let him take a bit of her from time to time close to him would be a bad thing. Matter of fact it would make things easier. “Now, back to how living with me would be a damn dream. “You would never have to explain your weird habits because we both know mine are worse,” his fingers moved upward as if he is adding things to a list. “You wouldn’t have to worry about rent. I mean sure it is probably paid with blood money but you could use your money to buy your own things,” he couldn’t stop the chuckle from leaving his lips.