Lair of Dormant Bones

✄ Indie RP blog for Vincent Nightray/Baskerville {{ M!A: None }} {&} **(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ |Open to multifandoms & OCs|

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In the silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy meaning of the tone! For that every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan.

- The Bells, Edgar Allan Poe

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♟ elliotknightray

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►] “That’s good.” Elliot paused, keeping his eyes trained on the windowsill in front of him.

“It’s…” Elliot huffed quietly, “…nothing, really. I’m just reminiscing on some things.” He couldn’t tell Vincent what was on his mind. No, that wouldn’t do. How could he possibly understand?

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♔»| "..You appear quite uncomfortable. I do not like to see my little brother make such troublesome 'reflections'. Please do enlighten me."

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La belle est beau-- //@dustfrom--thebutterfly

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♐// A small head cant; oh? Did he figure out already she was a member of the Pandora Organization? Well then. Wonder where he picked that up from… considering she never introduced herself as someone from Pandora.

“An audit…?” The girl couldn’t help but pause a bit at the phrase. What was he evaluating? “That’s— rather interesting though, I’m sure,” Of course, she would continue to show him the estate, taking in the idea there was nothing for her families on either side to hide.

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♔»| "It certainly is interesting. I rather do enjoy business under closed doors-- Investigations like these enable a more intimate approach of understanding~"

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♟ sleepy-dormouse

♔»| “Do I … know you?” a suspicious glance follows.

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“Master… Master, it’s me; it’s Loi- I mean, Dormouse.”

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♔»| "My Dormouse is a chain. And by chain, I mean a wind-up mouse. Does it amuse you to present yourself to me this way?" 

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Too masochistic for this world.

“… Haaaaaaa….” and here the Hatter has practically facepalmed right then and there. This guy… was an idiot, wasn’t he? “Close enough, I guess.”

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♔»| Vince blinked curiously at his faux-big brother. Well, he certainly wasn't crying-- was he really that happy to accept his feelings about Vincent? Not that Vince knew which emotions they were. "Are you okay big brother? You know, I'll do anything to make you feel better~"

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♟ corvus-numquam

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♠} A slow sigh exhaled out of the raven’s lips when he noticed the blonde slowing down to a stop after his last cry out. Perhaps whatever had made Vince originally run off had been dropped for a more reasonable reason. To see his brother running from him had struck a cord of worry that erupted through him and caused for the fury to ignite. He wasn’t really angry at Vincent, but more-so worried about him. He needed to know what was wrong…

He trotted up closer to the younger, gradually slowing himself down until he halted just slightly behind. Concern edged the rims of his gold eyes.

What was bothering Vincent?

What was the real problem that caused the younger to run?

Tell me, Vince…

“Vince, turn and look at me..— What the hell is wrong with you?”

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♔»| --Wrong. What is wrong? Strangely, Vincent did turn to him upon that utterance. "... You-- I told you big brother... I told you I love you, didn't I..?  And yet.. You changed--No. Nothing changed..."

His voice was practically inaudible, the pain in his eyes hidden by the mess of his hair. The despair for this child of misfortune was clear-- he gently pulled out his handgun, lifting it as if it were the fragility contained in his heart...

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♟ solus-in-tenebris

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Dark violet gaze stayed on the blond, unyielding as he took in his expression and frame. Yes, Vincent had changed much in the one hundred years they had been apart. But then again, who wouldn’t have? Especially since under normal circumstances, they both should have been dead.

“Can you not speak?” asked the duke with a dull tone, his eyes still searching for some hint of life in the boy standing before him.

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♔»| This was not at all the boyish Glen Baskerville Vincent had retrieved and awoke back into the modern age. This was ... too much. Graciously numbing. Bewildering. Paralysing. A slow fall onto his knees alerted him into consciousness, though slight. His head dropped half an inch. Distinctly, he breathed out two sets of words. "M-master Glen."

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♟ sleepy-dormouse

♔»| "Do I ... know you?" a suspicious glance follows.

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♟ niveus-equitem

♔»| Yet another clown? Perhaps Vince ought to show more severe signs of his allergies....

Or suddenly develop a lethal reflexive reaction...

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♟ his-loyal-valet

♔»| Insert zombie Vince displaying signs of existence irrelevant to his extra precious someone.

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♟ demonic-ravenous-valet

♔»| "Oh. Something seems a little off about you... " Not that it was entirely uncommon for this special boy to have dramatic and differing displays of mood..

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♟ mercurial-marionette

♔»| Ah, his familiar plaything  servant. Curious for her to show up so.. late. Was the girl's absence a need to reinstate obedience or had she done some good for her dear master?

Neither answer mattered, he'd do with her as his mood currently sought..

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♟ caught-in-the-shadows

♔»| For a fleeting microscopic twitch of his expression, it was clear Vincent was extremely disgruntled to have crossed paths with him. Again. 

"... Are you stalking me, Hatter?"

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Uninvited Guests...

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♔»| Vince's clever meander to the back of the mansion didn't seem to entirely clear him of socializing as he had hoped for. But sadly, keeping-face was a permanent part of his lifestyle. However, he remembered himself being more under the radar than it now appeared.

And so, Vincent smiled that smile, wishing it was enough to satisfy the attention of the other(s), permitting him to vanish into the welcoming shadows..

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//OH derp. Sorry for the slight inactivity. But my infrequency only means I may be a little slow with replying, but I won't elope with Vincent disappear completely without warning. Thank-you all for your patience! And feel free to give a shout at me especially if I may be forgetting/lost something that requires my attention...  What a shameful mun I am haha.

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