what a lovely little mess i've made

[matthiasrem]

grantwxsley‌:

Grant was always hesitant, especially when it came to bloodsuckers and their deals, but the truth of the matter was, Grant couldn’t afford not to take whatever was on the table. Wanting to eliminate this threat to leave the town in a better shape than when he first got there, but Matthias didn’t need to know that. “What kind of deal?”

All these years he never had a reason to ask to leave, nothing to really live for. He wanted a life for himself though, away from this life that was chosen for him. “If I give you this name and I help you, I want out of this. Scot free with no one coming to look for me the next time something happens.”

[matthiasrem]

grantwxsley‌:

“We got a hit on our guy, or what?” He ad been trying to close this newborn vampire case of months now, and with no leads, he was just about as likely to give up, until Matthias promised him something, making it all worth his while. I need a good kill at some point. Give me a win.”

@matthiasrem

He’d thought over the name for weeks, mulling it over in his mind. Matthias had kept an eye on the other, nothing suspicious happening anymore from what he’d gathered. But he wasn’t going to give up the name right off the bat, wanting something in return. “Before I give you the name, I want to make a deal first.”

[matthiasrem]

isaiahxcordell‌:

When the bomb detonated, Isaiah didn’t have time to regret sitting so close to the stage before he was thrown back with the force of it, just barely able to cover his face before he landed. Giving himself a minute to lay prone on the ground, the ringing in his ears muffling any other sound that might have been going on. The shrapnel embedded in his side kept him from moving at all, but that wasn’t his main concern. Part of the podium had gotten lodged in his chest, and with great horror, he realized it was only a couple inches away from staking him in his heart. He could have died here, and with a new realization, Isaiah screamed and ripped both the podium piece and the shrapnel out of him, forcing himself to stand on wobbly legs and survey the damage.

“Matthias!” he called out, the pure fear of Matthias’ condition mixed with his own rage at himself driving him forward to find the other vampire. He didn’t care about his own injuries. He needed to find the man he loved. He needed his last words to be more than see if I care! "Matthias!“ he called again, pushing his way through the large crowd of people.

@matthiasrem

The explosion had come as a shock, his watchful eye from the back giving him the advantage of only being pushed back into the wall. He regained his footing, wondering where to begin as people either laid on the ground or ran out as fast as they could. Matthias quickly helped take a few people out of the building, the creaking of the structure threatening to collapse at any moment. The distinct voice had him looking around, finding the figure and quickly making his way towards him. “Isaiah!” He didn’t care about their last encounter or being upset, the blood on the other’s shirt being his only concern. “Are you alright? We need to get you out of here.”

[matthiasrem]

izzyxlockgaurd‌:

“I would say that I’m not particularly supernatural. Learning to be is probably a better word for it.” Isabel laughed, soft and amused. “I’m a pediatrician at the medical center, and it’s been a consistently busy career. Where do you work?” 

“Learning to be? How exactly does that work?” She smelt human, unless half of some other species. “I’ve heard medical careers aren’t exactly the easiest. Doing it at all means you must really enjoy it. I do security, not quite as exciting most of the time.” Not even the truth, but he couldn’t tell her he was a hunter.

[matthiasrem]

izzyxlockgaurd‌:

“Wow! I haven’t had the time to really run around town, since work has mostly been occupying my time. Have you enjoyed it here so far?” Isabel easily followed him as the weaved between people. “I moved here partly because of work, and partly because of the town itself. I was very intrigued. Did you have a specific reason for moving here?”

“I have, yes. It’s been quite entertaining learning about this town.” Head nodding, “Are you supernatural then? My work also brought me here as well. A transfer of sorts to help out around the town.”

[matthiasrem]

izzyxlockgaurd‌:

Isabel moved to take his arm gently, happy for the good company. “To the bar.” She walked alongside him, curious about him. “Are you from here, Matthias? I moved here a couple of months ago. It’s always interesting to hear who has been here for sometime and who hasn’t.”

He started in the direction of the bar, his head shaking. “No, I moved here last year. Towards the end of summer if I recall correctly. Though I think I’ve learned this town inside and out because of how much I’ve run around it.” He chuckled, “What made you move here?”

[matthiasrem]

izzyxlockgaurd‌:

“That’s a good point. There’s nothing quite as uncomfortable as being by yourself at a fancy party while sitting at a bar.” Isabel felt herself easing a bit more in his company. She took his hand, smiling brightly. “I’m Isabel. It’s nice to meet you, Matthias.” 

“I would thoroughly like to avoid that feeling all together.” And the fact he still wanted to avoid Isaiah for as long as he possibly could. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Isabel.” He stuck out his elbow for her to take. “Shall we head to the bar then?”

[matthiasrem]

izzyxlockgaurd‌:

Isabel was surprised by his offer to spend a little time with her, but incredibly grateful. “You’re very kind. I would love to get a drink with you, if I wouldn’t be too bothersome.” She smiled, appreciative of his kindness.

“Not bothersome at all. If anything, you’re saving me from sitting by myself at the bar.” Not that he really drank all too much. He outstretched his hand, “I’m Matthias, that way we’re not complete strangers anymore.”

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izzyxlockgaurd‌:

The question of whether she was all right was an amusing one, and she sent him a sheepish smile. “I am all right. Thank you for asking. I am not really looking for anyone in particular, I’m just awkward and was looking for at least a familiar face.” She laughed softly, blushing at her own embarrassment. 

His head nodded, understanding the latter half of her statement. It’d be easier to find a familiar face if he knew more people, but with how things were left with Isaiah, his closest friends would be hunters. He wasn’t much in the mood for talking to them tonight. “Well, I know we don’t know each other, but I don’t have too many familiar faces to find for myself. Would you be willing to get a drink with me for now until you see someone?”

[matthiasrem]

izzyxlockgaurd‌:

Isabel shifted nervously, pulling at her dress to adjust it before entering the black tie affair. She was anxious as she hadn’t been to a formal event in quite some time, and she worried that her dress wasn’t quite formal enough. She glanced around, hoping to catch the eye of someone she knew and recognized. 

“You alright?” Matthias could practically feel her uneasiness with the way she acted, stopping next to her to at least check. “Do you need help finding someone?”

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Matthias Remington’s Centennial Celebration Attire

[matthiasrem]

isaiahxcordell‌:

Isaiah crossed his arms over his chest, looking at Matthias again. “I just don’t understand why he never told me in all these years. Now that I think about it, I don’t really know much about him at all.” Isaiah thanked the bartender, leaving the glass there for now. He smiled as Matthias mentioned wanting to reconnect. It made it feel like it was less of him forcing Matthias to spend all that time with him. “It’s nice to know it wasn’t just my nagging that kept you around,” he said with a slight laugh. “Dallas will pop up again eventually. He always does. I never know where he disappears to, though. I never bothered asked, nor did I ever really care in the first place.”

Isaiah picked up the double shot of whiskey and drank it in one go. Within seconds, Isaiah was doubled over the bar, gagging and scratching at his throat, eyes wide as the liquor seemed to boil inside him. His legs shook, no longer able to support his weight. He tried to warn Matthias, to tell him get away, but he couldn’t form any words.

Matthias didn’t want to think of his dad anymore, or anything he happened to see. He didn’t even think his father would come back into his life, yet here he was making a mess out of it. “It might have been a little bit of that.” He smiled over at the other, nodding his head. “I’m sure he will. There’s always some kind of motive.” Matthias sat in the chair, letting the other have his drink. He opened his mouth to say something, immediately stopping as his eyes went wide. “Isaiah?” The other doubling over almost had him in a panic, trying to stay calm to figure out the problem. He reached out for him, trying to help in the best way he could without drawing more attention than necessary. 

[matthiasrem]

dxkotxgates‌:

Dakota looked at Matthias and almost growled audibly as he stod there. “I’m trying but they make me anxious and they know they do Matthias. They made me kill my entire pack. DO you know what that feels like?”

Matthias stood his ground, unafraid of what the other might do or say. “They kidnapped me, kept me in a box to isolate and torture me until I became numb. Emotionless from killing my own kind, ripped away from the only family I have. Be grateful they didn’t take your emotions away along with it.”

[matthiasrem]

isaiahxcordell‌:

Isaiah breathed a sigh of relief as Matthias rounded the corner. “Oh, it’s just you, okay then,” he moved around the other vampire, going up to lock the front door. He made his way back to resume his blood collecting, not expecting Matthias to start questioning him. “Will you calm down?” Isaiah said with a roll of his eyes. “I’ve been doing this for literally hundreds of years now, and I haven’t been caught yet. Besides, I’ve been seeing this guy at least once a week for the last couple months, and dear god if I didn’t kill him today I was going to take off this fucking ring, walk out into the sun, and kill myself instead. No one is going to miss him, so no one is going to look for him.” Isaiah rolled his eyes and gestured to the already filled jar. “Can you take that downstairs for me while I finish this up?”

The shock still written on his face from the sight, and the completely calm nature of Isaiah only making it worse. This wasn’t something he expected to see, nor the only way the other could get their blood supply. “What if it wasn’t me who walked through that door? Anyone could have caught you. The last thing we need to hunters hearing about how you’re killing innocent people.” Matthias continued to stare, eyes bouncing between Isaiah and the man in the chair. “No matter how annoying, there are better ways. Hundreds of years may have passed with you getting away with this, but times have change and will continue to change.” His eyes went to jar, “I’m just supposed to be okay with this?”

[matthiasrem]

isaiahxcordell‌:

Isaiah ordered a whiskey as soon as he got to the bar, leaning against it as Matthias spoke. “I can’t believe I didn’t know he was your father,” he muttered to himself, shaking his he never told you, especailly head. “I don’t even think I knew you had siblings at all.” He glanced over at Matthias again, frowning slightly. “You two haven’t spoken at all?” He was a little stunned by that, knowing just how chatty Dallas could be. “Have you wanted to speak to him?” He was quieter asking that, curious now about Matthias and Dallas’ relationship. 

Matthias decided against ordering a drink for himself, needing to stay sober in case something happened at this event too. He hoped it didn’t, wanting to talk this out with the other without having to run away. “It’s hard to know if he never said anything.” Especially, if Dallas knew it was himself Isaiah spoke about. “I’ve been a bit busy keeping myself alive, and reconnecting with you.” Two of the only things he had in mind since realizing the other was in town. Matthias shrugged shrugged his shoulders, “It wasn’t at the top of my priority list, now it needs to be it seems.” 

[matthiasrem]

isaiahxcordell‌:

Isaiah was dying. His personal blood supply had run out the day before and he hadn’t realized before hand that it had been that low. Now he was stuck at work, a client in the back area of the salon, away from the front windows getting his hair washed. For the last fifteen minutes that he had been there, he had been crying, complaining to Isaiah about how his family had left him, he had no friends, the only thing he had left to look forward to was lottery numbers to see if he had won or not. Getting more and more irritated with every passing moment, he made up his mind. Under the guise of getting a towel to dry his hair off, Isaiah went to grab his straight razor and a couple of temporary containers. The kill was far quicker than what Isaiah wanted to give, but as he filled the first jar, already thinking of how this would last him for a while, he nearly dropped it when he heard his door open. “Just a moment!” he called out, swearing under his breath, trying to think of a way to cover everything up before he was caught literally red handed.

A normal feeding wouldn’t have surprised him, the both of them needing it to survive. But the amount of blood he smelt didn’t match to any regular amount, following the scent and Isaiah’s voice to the back of the salon. His eyes went wide at the sight, the slit in the man’s throat only making all of this that much stranger. A slight panic rose within him, hoping no one could trace this back to him. “What are you doing? Or really why? Do you know what might happen if you got caught?”

[matthiasrem]

isaiahxcordell‌:

Isaiah stood up again, wandering off in the direction of the bar, confident now that Matthias would at least follow him, which did help quell some of his anxiety about the whole situation he found himself in. “I do get it. Honestly I wish I didn’t, but everything happened so fast. But Jesus, Matthias, you should have heard our conversation before you showed up. He was asking if you were the guy I’ve been hung up on all these years, like he didn’t know who you were. Not once did he ever mention not only being your father, but he never even hinted that he had a child at all.” Isaiah sighed as he got to the bar, just needing something in his system at this point.

He reluctantly followed, needing to find anything to give the other the benefit of the doubt. The two of them repaired things earlier in the night, he wanted to keep it that way without letting his father get in between them. “Of course he didn’t. It was a long time ago, who knows if anyone else is still alive besides me, or if he has other kids running around. I don’t understand what he’s doing, or his motive. We haven’t even talked while I’ve been in town. Makes a bit more sense now.”