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Master Assassin Arno Victor Dorian (4/?)

[evetheqxeen]

youcantcagethebeast​:  

Originally posted by barnes-and-parker

He looked at her, a sigh of relief crossed his lips as he grabbed another ciggarette “Follow me i know a nice place” in all honesty this meeting wasent important not to him, he owned one of the best security frims, it dident take long to realise that he was alot better at what did than most realised “You smoke?” he said propping open the box top “Take one if you do” he said placing his satchel over his shoulder. She might not be a werewolf he dident get that sense from her, but she was angry, angry at the world and so was he, the injustice he had faced for many years she probably faced too “Look i saw you look at me when i muttered under my breath” He wasent afraid to mention such reactions, he was a werewolf sensing and seeing such things came natural. He spotted the little coffee shop “its just over there”He said gesturing her to go before him “Ladies first” he said lighting his ciggarette. 

For a master, the guy seemed awfully.. good natured and downright human. “Lead on then.” she nodded a bit, following him as they began walking, kind of hoping this place he had in mind was far far away from L’enfer and everything that might remind her of where she actually was. “No, I don’t. But thanks for offering.” While Eve was a supernatural being and knew she hardly aged, part of her still believed smoking caused wrinkles. Which was why it wasn’t a vice she’d picked up. The smell of it was nice though. Her eyebrows arched some when he mentioned his own mutterings from before. “Feel free to explain that if you’d like.” she somewhat offered, a little surprised that he would bring it up voluntarily. Making out the shop he had to be thinking of, his gesturing and words made her make a double take. “Wow.. whats with the sky high manners? I mean its a nice change of pace but its also sort of creeping me out.” she said, though walking trough the door first like he had suggested and then taking a seat at one of the few empty tables. 

[darkinsidemymind]

He sat down at the table he knew what he was ordering always the same, latte. He studied her for a minute, not long enough to catch attenion but enough to get a good read “Well its no secret that gurt fucking horrendous castle over there houses the words worst people and the people forced to serve them” he said taking a toke from his ciggarete “I was once one of those people who were forced into servitude” It was no lie, being a slave had damaged him, but it had led him to the life he had now “I suppsoe the reason im being so kind, is i know what its like to be on the reciving end of those who arnt...Even werewolves are scared of the thinsg that live out side the bars of Le’nefer” he said as a waitress walked over to take the orders “One Latte please and for you?” he asked with a smile his face not even changing pace. 

[evetheqxeen]

youcantcagethebeast​:  

Alexio wasent an asshole, he did care for people especially those who were burdened with the exasperation of dealings with Le’nefer he had spent many years there himself and the thought of even having to look at the place made him sick! He breathed in as he closed his eyes “Ok I’ve clearly knocked a nerve for that I will apologise I’m sorry I should have watched where i was going” people never really knew how to take him, most of the time he was closed off and for good reason being a slave had damaged him, he wanted to try and save some of them for the most part.

He bowed his head “if only you knew…” he muttered “look let me buy you a coffee to apologise to hell with this stupid meeting” he said dusting himself self off.

Eve knew it was only a matter of time before someone or something would make her admit that she was a.. that S word that most used so freely here. As it were she refused to even say it. How was this fair? She had done whatever penance the universe might think she deserved while being held captive for years on end by an abusive warlock. Fought to keep her identity and pride in the face of a lot of shit. And now she was supposed to just lay down and submit to a bunch of supernatural jerks with superiority complexes? Hell no. They could all take a hike. “Yeah.. whatever.” she waved a hand at the guy, well aware that it really wasn’t his fault she was feeling like shit, and wanting to avoid feeling worse by kicking at someone who wasn’t kicking back. His mutterings made her furrow her brows in a bit of confusion, though she quickly decided it really wasn’t the time for questions. At the offer of coffee though, she was torn. It was a nice gesture, yet she’d just prayed to be alone. But then the thought of being able to drink actual coffee was too good to pass up on. “Okay, I guess that works.” 

[darkinsidemymind]

He looked at her, a sigh of relief crossed his lips as he grabbed another ciggarette “Follow me i know a nice place” in all honesty this meeting wasent important not to him, he owned one of the best security frims, it dident take long to realise that he was alot better at what did than most realised “You smoke?” he said propping open the box top “Take one if you do” he said placing his satchel over his shoulder. She might not be a werewolf he dident get that sense from her, but she was angry, angry at the world and so was he, the injustice he had faced for many years she probably faced too “Look i saw you look at me when i muttered under my breath” He wasent afraid to mention such reactions, he was a werewolf sensing and seeing such things came natural. He spotted the little coffee shop “its just over there”He said gesturing her to go before him “Ladies first” he said lighting his ciggarette. 

[chanceblackwell]

darkinsidemymind​:

Originally posted by moonoftaurus

Mathias looked up at the man eyes wide, innocence was this angels worst trait “yea bit of a long stretch really but I suppsose I never did find my brother” he said with another wiry smile, Raz had been missing for the better part of 20 years, no angel just disapeers. He laughed a little “You could say that being locked up feels like my wings have been clipped” he said He dragged over his black jogging bottoms and his vest top, the scars that adorned his pale skin where a testament to how self-reliant and resilient he was, he dident get to be a warrior angel with out having the back bone and sheer force of will to back it up.  

He shoved his vest top on and pulled it down just so it met the top of his joggers. For an angel he was quite lean, He looked a little shocked when chance said he was letting him out “I can have some freedom?” he hadent really been allowed any freedom in weeks, but he was greatful all the same “Thank you” he said shyly as he twiddled with his hands, there was something about chance, something he wanted to get to know.

When the guard opened the gate to his cell, he felt the wings beneath his skin flex. He smiled a little stretching out his arms, He could honestly hug chance. That cell was becoming a hell hole. He looked at chance as he ran his hand through his hair, turning away for a slight second. He followed closely behind chance, it had been a while since his legs had moved in a human way so they hurt a little.

He pondered as chance asked him a question, it was good question “I mean being here isent great but meeting people, hearing there stories, there solace, there heartbreak I try and help everyone who comes through these doors as a slave, help them survive the trials that they are about to face” he said looking “a guardian angel one could say” he said running his hands over his arms looking at chance biting his lip “I was once a warrior angel that sorta thing never leaves you always the arm that protects the weak” he said gripping hold of his arm, the only time he walked these halls was when he was claimed even if that was for a night, it was experince he dident like but it served a purpose and being with chance lifted his spirits to no end.

“You two got separated I take it?” His eyes watched the boy dress, marks visible but no attempt to hide them. Chance took it as a sign of a certain proud feeling over them. A sign he was strong and didn’t just back down. “Can’t say I know the feeling, but I can assume it’s like locking the wolf side of a werewolf up.” Which no wolf or really any shifting type enjoyed. 

Nodding and letting out a light laugh Chance nodded. “Yes you can. I’m about to take a break shortly so you can tag along.” Plus Chance wanted the company. If the male was lucky and good Chance would keep him out longer. The wolf actually found the boy to be…. a good choice to have around. His toned body was one thing the master did notice. He kept his ears open as Mathias spoke. The boy spoke so wonderfully about those who came in and out of the cells. It had the wolf wondering why no one had taken the other. 

As they left the building the master kept pace with the other. “A guardian angel hm. Well a lot of people around here could use one. So it’s a good thing you’re here. Though I do feel bad you’ve been here for so long and yet no one has taken an interest  in you.” Chance moved to the grocery stoore and opened the door for the other to enter. “Gotta prepare dinner for the love. She’s worked hard lately so i need to think of something for dinner.” 

[darkinsidemymind]

As Mathias looked up at chance, his internal monologe was doing over time, chance had shown him kindness and he dident get that very often, the angel had been there for 30 years and in those years some things had happened to shape him into the angel he was now, not all good not all bad but still bad enough to change him . “Well he fell after refused to follow an order of god, hence how i ended up  here looking for him and got imprisoned for 30 years” it was a shallow way to say it, but it was the truth. He smiled “your analogy is correct all though id imagine that would be worse for a werewolf” he said with a slight flush to his cheeks.

As he walked with chance, he kept step with the other, he was happy for the first time in a long time, there was somthing about chance that made him internally act like a small child, the happiness and the emotions of being let out his cage ha made him a little giddy.  The people who had come in and out of Le’nefr were like family to him and the ones hadent left by there own choice he missed dearly.

“Was always a warrior angel you see protecting the weak has always been in my blood” he blushed a little in 30 years no one had gotten this reaction from him, he pushed his brown locks back out of his  eyes “No one wnats the broken angel” he said winking a little, he was getting a little playful “Oh what are you going to cook?” he asked if there was one thing he knew about it was food.

[darkinsidemymind]

Mathias’s Bio

Full Name: Mathias 

Nick Name(s): Mat (to his friends)

Age: 130

Pronouns: He/Him

S. Orientation: Bi Sexual

R. Orientation: Bi-Romantic

Positive Traits: Protective, Caring, Charming, Calming, Empathic 

Negative Traits: Angry, Uncontrolled, Pessimistic, Sarcastic,over-protective 

Former Occupation;Warrior Angel 

Species: Angel

Active Powers:

Enhanced strength, speed, endurance, and senses

Teleportation

Perception (able to sense what species someone is)

Invulnerability

Reality Warping (unless a Guardian or a Potestas, this only works on humans)

Intangibility/Ghost Walking

Premonition

Energy Manipulation*

Danger Intuition 

Skills: 

Hand to Hand Combat

Helping others 

Sword combat (earthly and Heavenly)

 Rank:Slave

Role: Sub

Turn-Ons:Breathplay,Biting, Scratching,Latex,Rope/Restraint play,Impact play

Turn-Offs: Scat,watersports, Non-Con 

Biography:Mathias was made 130 years ago, an angel and good one at that! He was one of Michael’s loyal band, created by god to serve a purpose, as all angels did! He was a warrior through and through! Prior to his creation though another was born, raziel he would serve as Raziels brother. He was born into the life of a warrior, of course he was! Micheal trained him from the moment his infant feet hit the floor. 

He was one of the best, always looking out for his fellow comrades. However soon enough trouble would come to find Mathias, Raziel the only man he has trusted his natural angel life, disappeared! To save him the heartbreak and pain, Micheal kept the utterly ground shaking truth from him, that Raz had indeed fell in an act of defiance to follow his mentor Samael . Micheal told him Raz had disobeyed direct orders and he fell out of hell for that reason. 

Mathias went to earth in search of his brother, winding up in thorn haven. Where he was been the last 30 years, serving the masters and mistresses! Not much of a life, but in the search of the brother he lost mathias will do anything to find him even if that means getting beaten into service and baring the scars to prove it. 

[darkinsidemymind]

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

“I kinda wish the ability to turn back time existed so I could go back and stop my brother from not following orders”

[darkinsidemymind]

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

“Well this one time I walked in on a two of my angel brothers going at it 😂😂😂 dident bother me bit them they were mortified haha”

[darkinsidemymind]

🖤

“kinda wish you could drill the fuck outta me and make me forget everything”

[darkinsidemymind]

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

“i really lack self confiedence its been because of how I was treated most of my life as a physical weapon or just something to be pushed aside or not cared about! 

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!

[platinummemes]

It’s Sinday! Send dirty anons for my muses to answer to!

[itsfallensamael]

darkinsidemymind​:

He rolled his eyes and stiffled his response, Sameal was one of the only people in this place could get to him, he really was right now, he slightly laugh “One can dream though right? or are they the masters intellectual property too?” he spat back at the other, fire in his eyes, honestly he was 2 steps away from going full psycho “I suppose youd know all about taking dreams… How is Raz these days Or did he check out on you too?” he was now spitting venom, he hadent been this angry in years and now it was all bubbling to the surface,.

Was this what the other wanted, he dident know but the angel inside of him was yearning for a fight “Sameal the fact that you have to come in here and show the world that your above the rest of us just goes to show how bitter and twisted you really are.. teh fact you have to have power and abuse it speaks volumes” he said walking up to the bars “Ive been in here 30 years and when i get out your the first im coming for make no mistake” he spat with eyes alight with a holy fire. 

“Boy… you are too dumb to have intellectual anything…”. The side of his lip rose as the other brought Raz into the conversation. It always ended up like that, the slave angel always so sour about his brother, but it wasn’t the master’s fault that Raz had the sense to listen to the older angel, while this wast of space just stood there, twisting his nose like he had a constant bad smell on it. “He is fine… thanks for asking.” was all that Samael said, knowing damn well how  Mathias was going to react to it. And let’s face it, watching how pointless the slaves arguments were, was quite entertaining. 

Samael laughed as he was called bitter and twisted. “Oh… How kind of you.“ He knew none of the worst had been meant as a complement, but if the other was aiming to insulting him he had to do better than twisted, since the Master knew damn well he how twisted he was and took great pride in that. “Shut up you cunt… No one has found a use for you in the last 30 years…” the little threat was pathetic at its best “Don’t hold your breath that someone would take an interest in you.”

“Or do… maybe that is the first useful thing you have ever done in your stupid existence.“

[darkinsidemymind]

Mathias dident like how sameal spoke, but that was mearly because the young angel dident have the patience. He laughed a little at what the other had to sat running his hands through is hair, as he locked eyes with sameal “Well being locked behind these bars do sent help” he said quipping back, 30 years of seritude had earned him this. Even when he was with micheal he had never felt like this, so broken so destroyed.

Mathias's face dropped when the other confirmed what he had thought, he now remained silent. Fearing poking this bear would earn him a truth he'd rather not bare. Raz had always been a free bird, but when he disapeered it never really sat well hence how he had ended up in this hell hole.

Mathias bore a hole in the others eyes “ Im the cunt? Says the angel that was banished to the garden of eden you pompus twat” he spat at him as he looked further “Suppose I should ask how lilith is how rude of me? Corruption dident land on you will did it?” Now he was digging  himself a huge grave one he dident think he was getting out of anytime soon.

[torstensavatier]

darkinsidemymind​:

Originally posted by insouciant-me

Mathias was never impolite it was not in the angels nature, hi brown locks were tottally askew “Well for an angel of god my version of hell is this” he said laughing a little to hard “ive been here thrirty years there isent anything these guys havent done to me” he said under hooded eyes as he looked to the other. 

Thirty years. That was quite a number and it made her eyebrows pull together in clear thought. “Well– either way…. It never hurts to be cautious, right?” She asked before humming. “Do you want to go get a coffee with me?”

[darkinsidemymind]

He laughed looking at the woman “Cant say i disagree The names mathias by the way” he said popping a child like smile, that smile then pulled into a exasperated yet happy smirk “i havent had decent coffee in so long” he said with his eyes rolling with a smirk forming on his lips “i think thats a yes from this angel” he said rushing his hands through his hair. 

[itsfallensamael]

darkinsidemymind​:

Mathias looked around to hear the voice of another angel, the angel sameal. The young angel didn’t really like him, then again was he supposed to “Oh Sameal do you really have to come in here and ruin what could have been a good day..” he said slightly laughing “or have you always been gods stick in the mud?” He had a particular hate for this angel, he made no effort to disquiet that hatred either, 30 years he had been here! even before this mathias’s distaste for sameal was present “Are you gonna stand there outside of my cell or are you gonna move along cause id rather not have to look at you when I get changed?” He spat now looking directly at the other 

Samael laughed as well, not that he had found anything coming out of the other’s mouth to be funny in any way. “Do you really think you are entitled to anything good in this place?” or anywhere else for that matter. The boy was just useless, as he had always been, at least from where the master was standing, and now, even as a slave, he was just taking up space. Samael wondered why haven’t they just killed him already, maybe he should do it and save everyone the trouble.  

The older angel leaned into the bars of the cell, crossing his arms across his chest, looking the other up and down. 

“When the clowns are putting on a show, you have to watch, or else what is their purposes?“

[darkinsidemymind]

He rolled his eyes and stiffled his response, Sameal was one of the only people in this place could get to him, he really was right now, he slightly laugh “One can dream though right? or are they the masters intellectual property too?” he spat back at the other, fire in his eyes, honestly he was 2 steps away from going full psycho “I suppose youd know all about taking dreams... How is Raz these days Or did he check out on you too?” he was now spitting venom, he hadent been this angry in years and now it was all bubbling to the surface,.

Was this what the other wanted, he dident know but the angel inside of him was yearning for a fight “Sameal the fact that you have to come in here and show the world that your above the rest of us just goes to show how bitter and twisted you really are.. teh fact you have to have power and abuse it speaks volumes” he said walking up to the bars “Ive been in here 30 years and when i get out your the first im coming for make no mistake” he spat with eyes alight with a holy fire. 

[jaxongagne]

Mathias,

Mathias really tried to not roll his eyes, the angel was a sarcastic ass hat at the best of times. Instead of being rude, he turned to face the man in question. Now Being that Mathias was a man of taste, the man was really good looking, so it took a few minutes for his brain to be able to process what the hell was going on.He Cleared his throat and now looked down running his hand through his hair “Funny thing this place is hell” he said with a slight smirk, the old playful mathias coming out just a little, enough for him to smile or atleast pretend to smile.

He laughed  a dark laugh “You want the figurative answer to that or the truth” he said nervously scratching at his arm, That was the way you know you were getting to mathias in one way or another “In shirt ive been here for 30 years” he said digging his nails into the flesh of his arm, not enough to draw blood, but enough to remind him of the pain he’ been through in the last 30 years. That sorta shit stayed with him, every night nightmares plagued his brain,there was no escaping his thoughts when all he could do was drown in them, locked in a cell with no way to contact raz or heaven.  

Jaxon only laughed to himself, it was always fun to watch slave angels squirm and try to act big and bad when they were behind bars. More especially when they called Thorn Haven, hell. What he wanted to say, but didn’t, was that they wouldn’t know they were in hell if Satan himself came out and slapped them with his dick. Still, he kept that to himself and only watch the other crave into his arm with his own nails. A nervous tick perhaps? 

Huffing a sarcastic chuckle he shrugged. “Well, shit maybe you are in hell.” He joked, as he moved away from the bars and stood up straight, tucking his hands in his pockets. “What were you trying to do to your arm, anyhow? Don’t think these guards…or any of the masters are going to take pity on you, do you?” 

[darkinsidemymind]

Mathias dident move at the sound of the mans laugh, he wasent really in the mood, but hey he was the one stuck behind bars in place for entertainment of others. His arm was getting clawed at preety bad, this had been a nervous tick the young angel had developed when raz went missing all those years ago, he looked darkley at the other “Tell me vampire do you know what hell is like?” he said with a quirk to his lips. 

His hands still clawing at his arm “i dont do it for pity i do it out of anxiety, its somthing i cannot control” He said with a stern voice, he was getting bored now but hell if he coudl tell this master fuck off, it wasent worth his life. 

[itsfallensamael]

darkinsidemymind​:

wish id never woke up

Mathias had been up a grand total of 10 minute and he was allready regretting opening his eyes, rubbing his eyes he rolled over “Another day in hell” he muttered to him self as he looked around, he had been a slave in thorn haven for 30 years now, every day seemed the same, it wasent getting easier. He was cut off from heaven and had very limited acess to his powers, if at all. The sun was shining in on him but it still felt cold inside of his cell. The cold stuck with him, ever since he’d entered this place and it was only getting worse. 

Samael wasn’t sure why he had taken him this long to make his way to the young one’s cell. He had been busy, true, and he had better things to do with his time, also true. But this had become a rite of passage each time he came back to thorn haven. It had started as a joke, almost a dare, but as his comings and goings had become more frequent it had become a tradition. 

Part of him had hopped to find the cell finally empty and the angel gone. But he knew better than to wish the boy had gotten some sense into his head. 

“You are still here, you useless piece of shit.“

[darkinsidemymind]

Mathias looked around to hear the voice of another angel, the angel sameal. The young angel didn't really like him, then again was he supposed to “Oh Sameal do you really have to come in here and ruin what could have been a good day..” he said slightly laughing “or have you always been gods stick in the mud?” He had a particular hate for this angel, he made no effort to disquiet that hatred either, 30 years he had been here! even before this mathias’s distaste for sameal was present “Are you gonna stand there outside of my cell or are you gonna move along cause id rather not have to look at you when I get changed?” He spat now looking directly at the other