The Vampire Khayman

He smiled softly, “I miss you too, when ever we don’t see each other for too long.” he shook his head a little though his hand gripped her’s gently. “Maybe Eric should be worried, I might just take you away instead.” He teased with a wink.

This made her smile brightly and caused her to lower her eyes as her cheeks flushed very slightly. “Don’t tease about that unless you truly mean it.” She says brightly as her eyes met his once more. “For you have no idea how quickly I would take you up on that offer.”

"Were it in my power to, I would gather everyone nearest my heart in one place and roost in their company like a contented beast." he smiled, "Even still, it seems that's exactly what I'm doing. You are always welcome in my home, but you know...I...I have taken on another addition, I'm not sure how it happened if I'm honest, but I'm least prepared for it." He chuckled with a shake of his head. "A little mortal girl, named Izzy. I found her wandering on the streets, abandoned by her care takers, she was so sad, I couldn't leave her there..."

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He smiled softly, “We have enough time in us to see it repeat several times over.” He reasoned with a small shrug, “Don’t worry yourself too much, I doubt Eric will ever be able to stay away, and you know I would be glad to keep you company if ever you want. I’m sure Alexi would benefit from your presence, especially now.” He smiled a little wider.

"Indeed, we do." A warm smile pulled at her lips. "I hope you’re right." She said thoughtfully before a brighter smile came over her features. "I would like that very much, Khayman. I have missed you terribly." She reaches for his hand to lace her fingers with his.

He smiled softly, "I miss you too, when ever we don't see each other for too long." he shook his head a little though his hand gripped her's gently. "Maybe Eric should be worried, I might just take you away instead." He teased with a wink.

"Mr. Khay? What are you doing under there"? (She totally wants to join in xD )

"Oh me? I’m just having a tea party with Mr. Joey!" The ancient chuckled, his long frame folded up in a sitting position under the blankets while Joey the giant rabbit settled in front of him and chewed off big bites of a carrot Khayman was holding for him. "You don’t have to call me Mr. Khay though you know. Khay is fine."

Her gaze shifted to disdain and a slight glare at the large rabbit. “He jumped on my face and sat there while I was sleeping so I couldn’t breath.” She was not going near the rabbit and turned to return to her room.

He blinked wide in surprise and looked down to Joey questioningly. “Did you do that Joey?” He asked, giving him what he felt must have been a stern face, though the rabbit just stared blankly up at him, jaw still chewing on his last bite of carrot. “Oh…oh I think he’s sorry.” Khayman mused with a small frown and a nod up to her again. “I think he just wanted to play, he didn’t understand that you were sleeping and not in the mood to play. He’s just a bunny, I don’t think he realizes how big he is. Do you think you could forgive him?”

"Bunnies still shouldn’t jump on faces and… and just sit there.” Not overly fond of bunnies/rabbits so avoids Joey for the most part. Her eyes stayed on the rabbit, willing him to not move anywhere near her…will dart in the opposite direction if he does.

"No, they shouldn't, that wasn't very nice of him." Khayman agreed with a sagely nod, "Do you think he was maybe just trying to be playful though? He is only a bunny, he doesn't understand things like we do. Do you think you could forgive him for making a mistake?" He asked patiently with a soft smile as he offered the carrot to Joey again to keep him occupied while they spoke.

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Khayman had no view into Maharet’s mind, but it wasn’t beyond him to read her expression, the worry and jealousy. “I don’t think anyone could stop loving you.” He offered with a soft smile, brushing her cheek to try and sooth her. “Have you spoken to Eric on the matter?”

Her magnetic blue eyes met with his and a soft smile pulled at her lips as her face leaned into his touch. “I hope that is true, beloved. And yes, I have. He says he will not leave me. But, I know apart of him wants to return to him.” She chuckled a bit. “Just the past repeating itself so it seems.” A sad smile pulled at her lips.

He smiled softly, "We have enough time in us to see it repeat several times over." He reasoned with a small shrug, "Don't worry yourself too much, I doubt Eric will ever be able to stay away, and you know I would be glad to keep you company if ever you want. I'm sure Alexi would benefit from your presence, especially now." He smiled a little wider.

He smiled, “Thank you for having such faith in myself, when I didn’t even know myself well enough to know to doubt.” he chuckled with a small shake of his head. “How have you been? Have I missed anything important here?”

"You’re one of the single creatures in this world I will always have absolute faith in." She smiles and then canted her head to the side when he asked the following question. "I have been well enough…" She drifted and then her lips purse together. "Things have been fairly quiet within the coven, thankfully. However, Santino has returned and he is trying to get Eric back." The ancient bit the inside of her lip, her eyes turning downwards, a look of worry clearly on her features. "I fear that Eric may leave me, again."

Khayman had no view into Maharet's mind, but it wasn't beyond him to read her expression, the worry and jealousy. "I don't think anyone could stop loving you." He offered with a soft smile, brushing her cheek to try and sooth her. "Have you spoken to Eric on the matter?"

"Mr. Khay? What are you doing under there"? (She totally wants to join in xD )

The small child wearily eyed the giant rabbit. She’d avoided him for the most part after he landed on her face while she was taking a nap on the floor a few weeks prior. She hesitently took a step back. “Okay.”

He blinked a little and frowned slightly. “Are you afraid of Joey?” he asked with an air of surprise as he watched the shift of her expression. “he’s really very nice! he’s just kind of big.” He smiled, “Like me! Come on, why don’t you hold the carrot for him?”

He blinked wide in surprise and looked down to Joey questioningly. "Did you do that Joey?" He asked, giving him what he felt must have been a stern face, though the rabbit just stared blankly up at him, jaw still chewing on his last bite of carrot. "Oh...oh I think he's sorry." Khayman mused with a small frown and a nod up to her again. "I think he just wanted to play, he didn't understand that you were sleeping and not in the mood to play. He's just a bunny, I don't think he realizes how big he is. Do you think you could forgive him?"

The press of her lips brought color to the ancient’s cheeks, though he smiled and returned the tender kiss with one of his own. “I’ll always return, this world isn’t nearly as large as it once seemed, it’s much harder to be lost.”

The vampire-witch smiled into the kiss he reciprocated and then cleared a dread lock out of his face. “Even when this world was much bigger I knew you would return.” A warm smile pulled at her lips as her eyes search his features.

He smiled, "Thank you for having such faith in myself, when I didn't even know myself well enough to know to doubt." he chuckled with a small shake of his head. "How have you been? Have I missed anything important here?"

"Mr. Khay? What are you doing under there"? (She totally wants to join in xD )

He blinked a little and frowned slightly. "Are you afraid of Joey?" he asked with an air of surprise as he watched the shift of her expression. "he's really very nice! he's just kind of big." He smiled, "Like me! Come on, why don't you hold the carrot for him?"

"Seems my age had gotten to me…again, and I’d wondered off like a school child after some vague curiosity. I lost track of time, I’m sorry." He chuckled and smiled wider.

His smile only made her smile in turn and she gazed at him lovingly. “It is alright, Khayman. I am just grateful, as always, that you have returned.” She moves in and wraps her arms around him placing a tender kiss to his lips.

The press of her lips brought color to the ancient's cheeks, though he smiled and returned the tender kiss with one of his own. "I'll always return, this world isn't nearly as large as it once seemed, it's much harder to be lost."

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Pleasant Surprises...

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Armand had just begun to sift through the roiling minds of the mortals all around when he felt the tingling brush of something, or rather someone, else. He’d barely the time to register the other immortals mind before his ears caught a clinking sound on his right, directly beside him, where another had just appeared. Caught entirely off guard in a way that was embarrassing for the teen he actually flinched, even as his amber eyes widened with surprise at the sight of the ancient.

It was Khayman of course; one of the oldest blood drinkers around who yet walked the earth, and who was indeed considered a friend by Armand, though he’d never said such directly. Before the auburn haired youth could open his lips or feign that he’d not been truly startled the ancient had leaned in and said that he was going to hug him by way of greeting. It was certainly not something the elder vampire was used to hearing, and as always it took him aback when those long but incredibly strong arms came around him. At first Armand simply stood there with a look of unguarded surprise and confusion on his pretty features, holding his hands out almost stiffly as he looked around them, as it to make sure nobody was watching him be hugged like a teddy bear.

When he wasn’t struck by lightning or bombarded with laughter the younger vampire relaxed and returned the embrace gently with a smile. There was no need to be unkind to the ancient after all, who seemed at times the most innocent of them all. Though he did put a shield up around his mind once more. No sense in being silly either.

"Hello to you as well wanderer." He said warmly back. "It’s pleasant to find you again, though I confess myself surprised. I didn’t know you came to this city?" Armand asked his question lightly, not wanting to seem nosy but interested in why the dark haired ancient was there too. It seemed quite the coincidence. "I’m guilty as charged I’m afraid, but it would appear as though my trip is to be unfulfilled, and Louis is not in the city." By now the slim boy was leaning back from the taller man ever so slightly, wondering if Khayman were aware that they were still locked together and if it would be rude to say something. It wasn’t that he didn’t like him but… they were out on a street after all.

Khayman held the embrace for only as long as he could hold it with the clearly uncomfortable younger immortal. Armand’s five hundred years were hardly measurable to the ancient, respectable though they were, he still seemed so very young to Khayman. He let him go finally with a soft chuckle and quickly fixed the auburn curls he’d mussed with his greeting before standing back to get a better look at him.

"Aah, I’m not nearly the wanderer I use to be, though I’m still rather guilty of the habit." He laughed with a small shake of his head, "No, I live here now! I have a house, a nice one, just a short way out of downtown. I’ve taken on a couple of wards, and a couple of pets, and a few old friends. Louis and Lestat were so kind as to welcome me into their city. It was my mortal companion’s idea really, he wanted to see the city, it was wither here or France, but he didn’t speak french yet so I thought this would be a better starting point." He smiled with a small shrug.

"I think you’ve only just missed Louis. He’d been buzzing around his home only a short while ago, he’s gone off somewhere again. France maybe, but perhaps not, I try to give him his privacy, he does seem so fond of it. You’re a welcome sight though! How have you been??" ( black-winged-cherub )

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Armand was relieved when Khayman at last let him go, though the younger vampire tried not to show it too much, smoothing out his waistcoat and shirt like a finicky cat might do to its fur after being petted. When he heard the ancients warm chuckle he couldn’t help the smile it brought to his lips; that a being so ancient could still have cause to laugh and be in the world rather than hide from it gave him some sliver of hope. The hand in his curls he allowed, before straightening his slim frame, staying put and letting the dark eyed elder have his fill of looking at him. A rarely seen look of kindness in his amber eyes.

"Oh really?" He asked, upon hearing that Khayman had apparently slowed down his restless travels. "It’s not a bad thing to slow down on; I found it dizzying sometimes, back when I was tracking Daniel all around the globe. Better to let a place sink into you for a spell and relax." Armand stood at ease now, letting the other immortals words wash over him and listening with some small surprise that Khayman had come so apparently completely back to the world, though it was a glad surprise. He found himself happy that this sweet childlike elder of theirs was content. "Sounds like you have quite the full house my friend, and how could anyone tell you not to come? If I may, when coven broke apart all those years ago I’d worried just a little that you’d wandered out of our lives to be gone again for ages."

Sticking his hands in his pockets as was his new custom in these modern times, the auburn haired boy nodded his head that they should walk along while they visited, intending to lead them to a courtyard and a bit of welcome privacy. “It was a good idea.” He added, in reference to coming here before Paris. “Though I’ve always tended to leap into things feet first, sometimes it can be… overwhelming. I’ll catch my Creole another night, he does value his privacy so I’ll leave him to it for now. Shame on me for attempting to drop in unannounced.” He smirked, shaking his head ruefully.

When Khayman asked how he was doing the teen looked up and askance at him with an arched brow. “I’m not certain everyone would call me such, but I’m glad you think so. As to how I’m doing… well, I think. Considering everything that has happened in recent years especially so. My lovely children and I have traveled all over, across most of Europe, then into Egypt and India. I finally had to take a break to be truthful with you, they went onto Rio and I’ve spent a few quieter months at the villa on the Night Island.”

Having arrived at last in the courtyard he’d been seeking Armand found a seat on a bench, reclining back to rest his weight on his hands behind him and hooking one heeled boot up on the edge of the stone seat. The youthful looking elder gestured beside him to let Khayman know he could sit with him if he wished. “I got tired of being alone finally. I may not have found whom I was searching for, but finding your company again is just as welcome old friend.”

He smiled brightly and nodded, listening to Armand's words as they walked and gladly taking the available seat when the young elder settled finally. "Oh the Night Island! I should bring Alexi to see it soon." He mused, seeming to just remember their old gathering place. "I think he'd like it quite a lot." He smiled lightly. "He's only just now a mortal, but I've asked for Marius to do me the favor of giving him our blood. I worry my own would be too old and powerful for his sanity, but Marius has an excellent history of making fine children." He mused with a smile, looking to Armand pointedly with a small nod.

"Once he's given the blood I hope to take him on trips with me, though we have a young girl with us now as well. Poor thing's had a rough life, I couldn't just leave her on the streets. I think she'd benefit from seeing the world though." He smiled lightly, seeming to consider these things for a moment, while also realizing suddenly how settling down for any length of time could suddenly make it more difficult to pick up again. He wasn't sure he was sad about the thought though.

He laughed and nodded, “I do! I got my Joey from a man who apparently breeds them! He’s already sixteen pounds, and he only seems to be getting bigger. I suppose it doesn’t help that I’m feeding him like he’s a small horse!” he chuckled and shook his head.

He spotted the little creature in her masters lap and he smiled to her gently. He knew he must look very strange to her, animals were far more preceptive of his oddness then even some mortals. He didn’t want her to be frightened, he meant no harm to her or her master, so he slowly offered his hand to her, thinking she might find some comfort in getting a smell from him.

"Oh, you don’t know? I wouldn’t say I’m one to give answers. I know our’s is a breed of rabbit called a flemish giant? The farmer said he could get up to twenty pounds. This is the first time I’ve owned a rabbit, I usually just let him decide what he wants, which about half the time is some demand for various foods. I have learned to keep any kind of shoe away from him though. I’ve lost a couple pair already!" He laughed with a small shake of his head.

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Unsure of how much exactly his own rabbit weighed, Finrod thought for a moment wondering if Ambaltose would be as large as this mans rabbit. “Sixteen pounds you say? Is that large for rabbits of this world?” The elf asked off handily, not aware of the words he used as his mind churned about the thought of how large his own companion would get. Having raised her since she was just a small kit, the two had been inseparable since, now at almost a year old the rabbit was larger than what the elf was used too.

Watching the creature offer it’s hand to her, Ambaltose sniffed and looked at the male for a long moment, still unsure of the situation. Her and the elf had just come for treats, not to be cornered! Flicking one of her ears to the side, the animal sat for a long moment, deciding if he was to hurt them or try too, it would have happened already. Stretching out to let her whiskers tickle at the strange fingers, she let him pet her.

"Nay," Finrod replied as his hands ran down the animals spine, feeling her soft fur under his fingertips. "I know not what breed she is. When tending to my garden she hopped out of a small bush of berries, she was hardly the size of my palm." He replied thinking on the memory. "Out of all of the rabbits in my garden she is the only one spotted this way, " Hearing it was the males first time on owning a rabbit, the elf smiled at the comment. "Rabbits are wonderful creatures, In my youth I had one, several actually, however my father found out quickly that me and my brothers would bring home any animal we thought needed help." A chuckle escaped from his throat, " They will let you know what they wish by nudging, biting and grunting. Even now Ambaltose directs my movements when it comes to her needs. " Hearing the comment about shoes, the golden elf laughed with pity, " Oh dear, no, That is something she has not done for she knows I keep close eye on my shoes. Why don’t you try giving your rabbit a small box to entertain him? "