'Borne Again

Drake (Oz) Eickenhorst | 32 (460) | Operations Manager at Lazarus |Fangbanging Fanger

[lylawaterman-deactivated2016050]

Lyla was surprised-shocked even, but accepted the hug and let a tear fall from her eye onto his shoulder. She thought briefly about how it would feel to not be hindered by emotions like this. To be able to live without feeling the agonizing pain that was tearing her up inside. To forget how Billy had followed her, used her, because she reminded him of someone else he loved, but not her. The whole time. 

She pulled her face back to meet his. “You’d teach me that? Really?”

[drakeofoz]

“Yeah, of course.” Oz owed her that much. He hadn’t been there for much of anything else. Her or Seifer. 

He gave her a pat on the shoulder and grabbed his keys from his jacket pocket. “Come along. Let me show you the world.”

[sweetheart-jones-deactivated201]

Sweetheart gives a little giggle and follows him. “Would you believe I’m straight from the big city?” She senses something different about him but she isn’t sure what it is. She adjusts her purse so she can feel the weight of her taser on her hip. 

[drakeofoz]

“Course I would. Been there a few times myself. You’ve got that sense about you. Can’t quite explain it: but it’s busy, chaotic, illusive. You know what I mean?” He asked, feeling there was more than just a girl behind the smile. “So, what’d you move to this dinky island for? Searching for your Gilligan?”

[drakeofoz]

Oz leaned in and did something he rarely did with anyone; hugged her. “Been there, done that.” He could understand the feeling whole heartedly. Even going through it time and time again didn’t make it any easier. But maybe now was time to teach her something valuable. How to push it aside. 

“You want to stop feeling like this? I’ll teach you.”

[sweetheart-jones-deactivated201]

“Hi, I’m new and a little lost, would you be able to tell me where the nearest super market is?” 

[drakeofoz]

“I think I could manage a small little task such as that. Follow moi.” Oz gave her a nod, and started to walk towards the nearest grocery store. Not that he had much business in one- what, with his strict blood diet. 

“So where are you from? Small town or Big Apple kinda girl?”

[drakeofoz]

“Chef cutie, huh? Chef Hottie more like.” Oz had been in a bit of a funk lately. He considered the lack of sex was starting to get under his skin. Maybe he was ready to indulge with Bella, but he liked to see her just as easily irritated. 

Oz finished chopping and turned to face her. “What’s wrong? Mistress Maddox hasn’t had her fix?” He asked, pressing up against her and planting a kiss to her lips. When he pulled away, he was sure to add in a promise. 

“I think we can get to the bottom of this little problem. What do you think?”

[cybervamp]

Seifer was playing Halo 5. He decided to do the story missions for now. Sometimes multiplayer can just be filled with idiots and he did not feel quite like dealing with them. He then heard his maker make his entrance. Seifer paused the game and looked to his maker curious as to what mood he would be in. He seemed like he was in a good mood for now. “He’s busy,” he shrugged. Not that he minded they were not joined at the hip. “Halo 5, could do co-op if you’re curious,” he told him.

[drakeofoz]

“Let’s give it a go.” He said, and gave Nero a pat on the back before he sat down beside him. Granted, Oz had never played video games, nor did he ever think he would. But there was something between his progeny and himself that was lacking. “When I die thirty times, you better not laugh.”

Oz glanced at the controller, fingers getting acquainted. “Okay, so what do these do?”

[drakeofoz]

“Possessive?” He questioned, turning to look her over as she spoke. Hearing that another vampire was on her trail made him indecently jealous. It made him angry, and it made him protective. Three things he hated feeling most. “Who is this prick? Where can I find him? Him and I need a little- chat.”

[drakeofoz]

“You wanna talk about it?” He asked. He’d met a few men named Billy, a few girls too. Nothing really stuck out. Except for one. Las Vegas, circa 1989. “Tell me about him.”

[marcus-leventis-blog]

His jaw clenched, for however briefly, but the tension was there nevertheless. A sudden spark of.. What was it, anger, betrayal, some negative tension. But it dissipated as soon as it filled him. It did not matter any more, why he wanted the casino. 

“Consider it a gift, from your loving Uncle.”

[drakeofoz]

Oz didn’t buy it. He knew there was something Marcus wanted, but he had no clue what. The only time things were handed out free were when they were rigged or crap. But this was money they were talking about. “Okay- so you go fund me and all that jazz, so what do you want in return, Marcus? Gotta be something.”

[drakeofoz]

@cybervamp

“What? No uncle Silas to entertain you for the evening?” Oz asked as he strolled into the room. He took a seat beside Nero and watched the screen. “What are you playing?”

[drakeofoz]

@lylawaterman

“Been on one hell of a roller coaster lately.” He said and walked towards her as he buttoned his shirt up. Oz had felt the swings of emotions she’d been going through over the past forty-eight hours. He was inclined to ask. “Care to share, scare-bear?”

[marcus-leventis-blog]

“I would not say it if it was not factual,” the elder insisted. A short shrug followed, an uncharacteristically casual gesture for the normally very formal vampire. “I do not need anything in return, except the reassurance that you will run and operate this casino to its fullest potential.”

[drakeofoz]

Oz rolled his eyes. Factual or not, Oz knew it too. He just hated to admit it. “Why don’t I buy that? There’s always some sort of incentive. Spill it.”

[marcus-leventis-blog]

“Certainly, if you would still like it, that is.”

“I could always revoke my funding, brat.”

[drakeofoz]

“Is that so?” He asked, looking Marcus over with vicious little eyes. He wasn’t keen on the nickname. Nor was he ever. Though he’d heard it plenty by now. “And what would I owe you in return, Leventis Leventis?”

[marcus-leventis-blog]

“Cheers, Drake.”

[drakeofoz]

“I’m sorry, cheers? Are we celebrating the casino you didn’t fund, or uh, what?”

[drakeofoz]

vergilrayner:

@drakeofoz

“Why don’t we make this night more interesting?” he smirked and looked over to the bartender. “Bottle of bourbon,” he called out. “The night is young, I’m not doing anything and you seem interesting. Don’t worry not trying to pick you up, just new in town and trying to make friends,” he proposed. 

Oz glanced over to the gentleman who took a seat beside him. The vampire wasn’t in a rowdy mood, he was actually quite solemn today. Perhaps it was all the drinks he’d had over the course of the past hour. Maybe it had something to do with the seasons. Whatever it was, he was just looking for some space. 

“Make that two.” Oz called out. He looked back to the guy. “Gotta name, partner?”

[cybervamp]

Oh boy first name. When was the last time he was in threat of his life. A week ago when he changed his ringtone to hotline bling. Touching nerves seemed to be his forte. Maybe he should go back to playing minefield since he seems to be very good at stepping on them with Oz. Seifer could drop the S word, but he wanted to fight his own battles. 

“Okay I am sorry I picked it out. I was not insulting you I was saying it’s very honourable. I mean it’s not a bad thing. It’s a good trait. Nothing to be ashamed off or a reason to rip out my throat which I am sure you have thoughts of doing right now,” he told him.

[drakeofoz]

And there he was again; Seifer the magnificent had done it again. Another magic trick up his sleeve and another pissed off moment between Sire and Progeny. 

“Non of your business, pirate booty. Or I out you to the entire clan.” Not the normal outing. Not about him having interests in men because that was not the problem here. It was the fact that he had taken a liking to an older of the clan. One that wouldn’t necessarily break his reputation, because they were only related through blood bonds, but enough to make Seifer feel awkward enough. At least he hoped. Seifer didn’t know all the things to know about vampire families yet. He’d known plenty of clans who slept together. But he wasn’t so sure Seifer knew.

[lylawaterman-deactivated2016050]

Lyla considered arguing before pursing her lips and pouting. She was not a sweetheart, but she wasn’t about to turn down learning things from her maker. She opened her mouth to argue with him - she did not know that he’d teach her anything at all, but quickly decided to keep her mouth shut for a change and let him have this one. He had been surprising her today, making what would be small strides for a normal human, but large strides for someone like Oz. And she knew it, because it was large strides for her as well. 

[drakeofoz]

“Please no animals”, she pleaded with him. Someone had told her that they tasted terrible and did nothing for them, and she wasn’t about to suffer that way. Not when it came to food. She was, after all, more of a princess than Oz was, and she should want for nothing. “But anything other than that? Spectacular. Fantastic. Teach me your ways, oh humble one.”

Oz thought long and hard. Perhaps she was ready for a little scavenger hunt or so. He wasn’t exactly sure. His clues weren’t anything like Seifer’s, but it was worth the try. “So you wanna play a game? Okay..... okay.” He said, thinking carefully. 

The two had gotten to the park. It wasn’t late per say. The stragglers and some of their pets hung around till dark. Usually the time Oz struck his prey. “What’s black and white and red all over?” He asked, glancing at her with a know it all smile. Because he knew just who to pick. And yes, it had Dalmatian written all over it. Mainly the owner, but she didn’t need to know that.