head of the house

lucian. 32. original vampire

[luc-ianx]

delicaitlyn‌

@luc-ianx

“I was just..– looking for Remi.” A statement that in and of itself seemed  bit of a stretch for Caitlyn, but whatever comfort she’d found in the original in the months since her own best friend flicked his switch was strange at best, but it was something. That being said, Caitlyn knew how long it’d been since she’d last seen Lucian. How long it’d been since she’d seen much of anyone, the taunting nature of both her own sire and best friend as they wrought havoc and pressed to corner Caitlyn enough that she might even consider a life without her humanity again. It’d almost driven her into a solitude that reminded her of the way she’d lived before, even now, with a newly gifted daylight ring, she’d barely seen the sun. “Hey, are you..– can I ask you something?”

his eyes looked up to the young one who seemed to be looking for his sister. “ah. unfortunately i cannot tell you where she is.” which was the truth. he had no idea where remi was right now. perhaps lucian had been away from this place too long to really be sure. but he wouldn’t give this girl false direction that would waste her time. he hadn’t seen caitlyn in a long while, and though she looked good for someone dead, she was still caitlyn it seemed. at least he knew she hadn’t completely lost herself. he nodded his head at her question, guiding her toward the sofa while he sat in his usual arm chair. “you can ask me anything.” and of course lucian would always be truthful, it was just who he was. never would he keep an answer from someone if they so much desired it. “what’s on your mind?”

[luc-ianx]

x-lyra‌

                    “Someone has to.” Lyra challenged, though perhaps not in a traditional sense of the word or how it might have appeared to anyone bold enough to be listening in; Lyra had always been the head of her own life, regardless of sibling ties or loyalties. “Cassius happened and surely you have compelled blood bags for such an occasion, hardly seems worth the bloody conversation.” the blonde stated while now standing from the chair she had chosen to sit at before the whisky on the other side of the room called to be poured into a glass and drank. “Out of control, but all that will be sorted soon enough. I’ve been finding our brother, which you already know. Now you can go back to worrying about the state of your home.”

it seemed to always be like this, that lucian wondered if nothing had changed at all from the amount that he had been away. “blood bags have been compelled dear sister. though i’m sure our brother would be delighted to have them.” he tells her, watching her with weary eyes as she moved for the bottle of whiskey that was on the other side of the room. he stayed seated of course, before nodding his head hearing her words on their brother. “the state of our house is concerning because its clear who made the mess.” he tells her, his voice always soft when he was just merely talking to his siblings. “thank you, lyra. for bringing him home.” he then offers, though he knew that wasn’t what she was asking of him, but he thought to thank her anyway, since it was obvious who found him. “where was he?” he asks, because he had also been looking for cassius, and lucian had no such luck in finding him.

[luc-ianx]

x-lyra‌

              “Or we could skip the committee meeting altogether, brother, it isn’t really needed. None of them ever are.” 

“and yet you turn up to tell me that, always.” he says, closing the book he was just flipping through, resting his hands on top of it as he looks to his dear sister. “merely wondering sister what has gone on here. i come home and the house is in a state.” though no one rarely walked in on it, but if they had? by chance? “and what is of our dearest brother? and you dearest sister. what have you been up to?” it seemed even though she didn’t want a committee meeting, he was giving her just that.

[luc-ianx]

@remi--x @x-lyra

“shall we get straight down to business? or should we do the pleasantries first?”

[luc-ianx]

@x-cassius

it seemed after all these years his family was finally able to come together and be as one, once more. he had rocked up to the home they grew up in, walking right in he honestly was caught off guard with the place. blood seemed to cover every spot of the floor, and the furniture and the walls. tsking with his tongue, he took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves as eyes continued to look around the place. “well this simply will not do.” he murmurs to himself, before he began to clean up as quickly as he could, because they do not live in a place like this. movements stopped when he caught scent when he heard footsteps behind him. turning around to look and seeing his brother there. his brother that had been missing for some time now, had returned home. lucian lit up the rag he’d been cleaning with, burning it and throwing it into a trash can, before wandering over to cassius, hands placed on his cheeks as he looked him over. “you hurt, dear brother?” he asks him, his hue going back to cassius’. “welcome home, cassius. welcome home.” he says, before engulfing him into a hug.