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Christmas Mistletoe.
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this was an absolute fucking disaster last year let’s do this
Riordan as a lieutenant in Middle-Earth
Good Evening...
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Not every love is sweet and kind Sometimes, love is dangerous Poisonous, addictive, obsessive Leaving emotional, mental and physical scars Don’t want to walk away, refuse to let go To need, no matter how much it hurts To know the same pain is returned Because some don’t want just the sweet They crave the bitter too
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You look different, that makes you mysterious. I would like to get to know you. Take that as a compliment.
He laughed a bit and nodded, “I believe I will take that as a compliment. Thank you.”
“Je suis Lestat de Lioncourt, pleased to meet you. I believe I’ve seen you before, haven’t I?”
He shook his head a little, “I don’t think so. Most people who meet me tend to remember. I am, as you pointed out, different.” He pressed his hand to his chest and gestured outward, “Pleasure to meet you Lestat de Lioncourt. I am Riordan. Riordan Duvainor of no place you know.”
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You look different, that makes you mysterious. I would like to get to know you. Take that as a compliment.
He laughed a bit and nodded, “I believe I will take that as a compliment. Thank you.”
Bored Elfpire Looking For Trouble.
The tallish figure watches from the shadows, curious and intrigued, but uncertain as too how the other vampire might take to his skulking about.
“Can I help you?” David called gently to the other he knew was there, replacing the marker in the pages of his book and closing it quietly before he calmly waited for the other to emerge.
Knowing himself acknowledged, the skinny creature stepped out into the light where he could be more clearly seen, “Evening master Talbot. I apologize for interrupting your night, but I heard told you were a collector of stories and thought perhaps you would be interested in meeting me.”
David watched the figure step into the light and then smiled gently, giving him a gentle nod of welcome. “Good evening. It’s no bother at all, I’m always quite interested to meet new people. And you are quite right, I suppose I am somewhat of a collector of stories.”
He nodded a bit, tucking one long strand of dark hair behind a pointed ear. Seeing the tall and dark vampire in person was impressive, but he had always respected those born of power. “Thank you for welcoming me. I suppose I should begin by telling you my name.” He pressed his hand to his heart, bowing his head in a bit of a nod to David. “I am called Riordan.”
He was quite interested by this male; the fact that he’d chosen to come here at all made him interesting and David watched him curiously. “It’s my pleasure. I’m very happy to meet you, Riordan, make yourself comfortable if you will.”
Rio moved further into the room, choosing a seat that was close enough to David to speak to him at length, while still being lose enough to the door to beat a hasty retreat if he needed to. “I am uncertain of where I would begin, or what you would even desire to know. Though, from reputation, you would desire to know it all.” He smiled some, one thin shoulder shrugging, “I am not of the same blood as you. Not in life, nor in death. Both myself and my master were born of... Other lands.”
"Hello lovely..." Isilion whispered, making a soft noise at him. "Aren't you... interesting and... unique. I've never met anyone like you before."
Riordan turned toward the voice, soft as a breeze against his cheek, his eyes bright and curious. He was uncertain of who this new being was who spoke to him, yet he sensed power. Having known his master for so long, he was very open to the aura of power that came from some beings.
“Greetings to you.” he answered polite yet guarded. Still, a smile curled his lips and he nodded, “There is no one like me, to my knowledge. I am an abomination. A rude gesture made toward a creator my master held little respect for.” He pressed his hand to his heart in a typical elven gesture, yet he was far from being an elf any longer.
“I am called Riordan.”
The tallish figure watches from the shadows, curious and intrigued, but uncertain as too how the other vampire might take to his skulking about.
“Can I help you?” David called gently to the other he knew was there, replacing the marker in the pages of his book and closing it quietly before he calmly waited for the other to emerge.
Knowing himself acknowledged, the skinny creature stepped out into the light where he could be more clearly seen, “Evening master Talbot. I apologize for interrupting your night, but I heard told you were a collector of stories and thought perhaps you would be interested in meeting me.”
David watched the figure step into the light and then smiled gently, giving him a gentle nod of welcome. “Good evening. It’s no bother at all, I’m always quite interested to meet new people. And you are quite right, I suppose I am somewhat of a collector of stories.”
He nodded a bit, tucking one long strand of dark hair behind a pointed ear. Seeing the tall and dark vampire in person was impressive, but he had always respected those born of power. “Thank you for welcoming me. I suppose I should begin by telling you my name.” He pressed his hand to his heart, bowing his head in a bit of a nod to David. “I am called Riordan.”
The tallish figure watches from the shadows, curious and intrigued, but uncertain as too how the other vampire might take to his skulking about.
“Can I help you?” David called gently to the other he knew was there, replacing the marker in the pages of his book and closing it quietly before he calmly waited for the other to emerge.
Knowing himself acknowledged, the skinny creature stepped out into the light where he could be more clearly seen, “Evening master Talbot. I apologize for interrupting your night, but I heard told you were a collector of stories and thought perhaps you would be interested in meeting me.”
Shifts around in the shadows, "I confess a deep and unquestioning love for you."
“There is no need for you to remain hidden. Why would I not welcome your affection? But how can you claim to love me unquestioningly? Unconditional love is a lie”
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“Perhaps I look like a killer, but I’m really a cupcake.” he purred under Armand’s touch. He met the bright amber eyes and smirked deeply, “I swear that I will not devour you whole and spit out your bones.” He leaned closer, whispering in his ear, “I rather enjoy devouring the bones whole as well.”
“A cupcake?” Armand looked amused “A ravenous and bloodthirsty cupcake? That’s an interesting image. I want to gorge myself on your bloody frosting” He smiled with his teeth in full display and pulled the elfpire forward by a belt loop
Riordan could not help the low growl or the smirk that curled his lips as Armand pulled him forward. He offered no resistance, and soon had his slender frame pressed against the shorter vampire. “Gorge yourself? Currently I can’t think of a reason why you should not at least sample a bit of what a ... Cupcake like myself might taste like. I’m sure my flavors are unlike those you have gorged on previously.”