PLAGUE GUISES

o' wretched soul! your path is one of blood & bile. you have a surgeon's hands; you have a monster's hands. How many rooms have you filled with red? How many lives have you lost due to your own sweet oblivion? (indie & selective vampire oc scott de luca.)

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Claire: I finally have everything I’ve ever wanted… … and I’m engaged to the man of my dreams. …  …

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     There’s a chuckle at the terrible joke, humored by the other. A hand flicks from a pocket to make a vague hand motion. gaze shifting to glance Scott over before returning to his face. “I have no qualms admitting I can be dangerous in small bites, but nothing that would overwhelm Rhys. Besides, he can take care of himself, he’s quite capable, he’s just never been pushed to that point.”

    He chuckles, hand hiding away as he rolls onto the balls of his feet a bit. “But who am I to judge parenting? My child is pampered.” Silver has little issue mentioning he has a child, everyone assumes he’s just hiding away a child from a fling in his home but its nothing close to that, but he has had quite a few flings try to creep back up on him.”

    “Rhys is truly fine, I didn’t plan on dragging him into the fine layers of paperwork that is business.” There’s a dismissive hand wave.  “He’s not suited for paper work and business deals, I think he much prefers the garden work, and of course-” He cuts himself off, clearing his throat. Silver cannot help himself sometimes, especially when in front of someone he knows he can pick at.

“Perhaps I should have pushed him more.” Scott frowns and lets out a soft sigh. “I was honestly never was meant to be a father. I’m a good surgeon, not a good person.” There’s the understatement of the century. Scott spends his free time partying and having flings—not exactly the best sort of example for Rhys to follow. “Honestly, it’s a miracle he came out as good as he did... Perhaps it’s because we met when he was older. Fifteen to be exact.”

Scott blinks and gives him a bland stare. “Then again, Silver, you don’t seem to be the fatherly type either. At least not from what the press puts out.” He pays close attention to the news. Even closer attention to news about Silver. He has no doubt that Silver has no problem in keeping up appearances, but he still feels...apprehensive.

“What the two of you do behind closed doors is none of my business.” Scott smirks. Did Silver think that would get a rise out of him? “Just use protection! Or don’t. Our subspecies of vampire cannot get diseases.” 

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hiatus from now until october 4th! my friend is coming down for a couple days, then i’ll be in georgia with him for a few days. fun stuff! i might sneak a reply in at night here and there, but other than that i’ll be gone. ofc i can still be contacted on discord for chatting, but i’ll be mostly busy!

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     Internally, Silver is bitter with the discussion. He doesn’t mind the other being that up front with their intentions because he vaguely understands the fatherly feeling. A hand shifts to make a vague motion in the air. “I appreciate you being concerned for Rhys, it warms my heart to know someone else is looking out for him.”

    There’s a chuckle as he shifts his weight, hiding frustration beneath a calm facade.  “All is forgiven, no harm no foul. You clearly care for him deeply, there’s no doubt about that.” Silver’s hand disappears once more, nodding to him. “I understand your concern but I would never aim to harm Rhys, he doesn’t deserve that. I don’t think anyone does.”

    The comment on his silver tongue is a new one for the male, uncomfortable with someone being so aware of it. He was uncomfortable when Dae-Ya caught him and he’s uncomfortable now. He’s say something on it, but he knows its best not to, he doesn’t need a bigger argument.

“Well, I’m certainly glad one of our hearts can be warm.” He grins at his own joke. Scott already knows that Rhys has revealed his true nature, so he feels no need to hide his own. Golden gaze flicks up and down, sizing the man up as best he can.  Scott unfolds his arms from across his chest & lets them settle to his sides.

“I also have no doubt that you are a dangerous man when you want to be. For better or for worse, I hope it is in your best interest to protect Rhys. He has a gentle heart. I do not know if he could handle your world.” Scott has a feeling that Rhys will change—again, for better or for worse. Scott only wishes that he could have a say in the changing. “I trust you will be careful in what you choose to show him.”

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ᴏ’ ᴡʀᴇᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ sᴏᴜʟ! ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀᴛʜ ɪs ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ & ʙɪʟᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ sᴜʀɢᴇᴏɴ’s ʜᴀɴᴅs; ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ’s ʜᴀɴᴅs. ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʀᴏᴏᴍs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇᴅ? ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʟɪᴠᴇs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴏʙʟɪᴠɪᴏɴ?

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     Silver stares, eyebrows knitting together as he listens to the other. He knew he was eventually going to have to deal with this situation but the idea of his life being even worse than it already is seems ridiculous. Green eyes flicker to the ground for a moment in thought, processing his words carefully. 

     Glancing back to the other’s face, Silver puts a hand on his waist. “I’m really aware he’s sensitive, he gets frustrated with me so often because I tend to get caught up in my work.” His weight shifts as he looks the other over in frustration. “I may not be the greatest person out there, but I find Rhys to be attractive and a lovely person. I don’t ever aim to hurt him, and if I ever caused a problem I’d want to talk it out.”

     There’s a grunt as his hands disappear to his suit pockets. “I’m disappointed you would think poorly of me, I have to be very public with my intentions. Law of the land calls for it.” 

“I’ve honestly never seen Rhys so happy—but I worry. He’s been like a son to me for centuries and I’ve never seen him so hopeful, so alive.” He folds his arms across his chest. It’s not that he wants to break them up. No, he’d rather see Silver put a fucking ring on it. Not so soon, perhaps, but in the future...

“I never said I thought poorly of you Mister Silver; I can appreciate a man driven by science. I can appreciate your intelligence and your silver tongue. You have many wonderful qualities.” Scott sighs and shakes his head. “Forgive me for being so rude? I just...wanted to know your intent. Your true intent. What is in the news is usually half truths at best.”  

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“So I don’t mean to fulfill the protective father stereotype here, but if you break Rhys’ heart I swear to God I will make your life a living hell.” Golden gaze settles on the younger man with a frown upon his face. “You seem nice enough, but what’s your angle? What are your intentions with him? He’s a sensitive man, you know.” 

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