Forgotten Pasts

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[paperworkanddogs-moved]

I wasn’t sure what to get you…. So I got you some nice chocolates

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

. . . I do love chocolates. Danke, Luise, it does mean a lot. [he immediately takes a bite of one of the chocolates] They’re very good. 

[secondplayercanada]

Acky my love, would I dare serve you anything but your favourite chocolate cake on your birthday? And I was going to remind you in 15 minutes. *kisses him gently and lovingly* Come with me, I’ll give you your cake and presents.

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

[Akbar follows without question] Why wait so long when I could have been having cake hours ago? . . .Danke, Matthew. I appreciate it. 

[secondplayercanada]

*comes up from behind him and kisses him lovingly* I was worried you wouldn’t remember and I’d have to give you your presents in bed. Plus, I made you cake.

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

You could have reminded me - But what’s this about cake? [immediately ignores the sexual suggestion because, hey, cake!] Is it chocolate? 

[paperworkanddogs-moved]

[Hands him a small gift-wrapped box] Happy birthday

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

[!!!] Danke, Luise. That is very kind of you. [He immediately begins to unwrap it] What is it? 

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

          I almost forgot. 

Today is my birthday. 

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

That reminds me, did I ever tell you I adopted Ada?

        No, Matthew, you didn’t. 

[Am I dad]

[secondplayercanada]

“I’m really really really sorry…” he mumbled, obviously genuinely sorry and more than a little bit sheepish and sorry.

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

“It’s not that bad,” He shrugged. “I’m just not happy with this. Being a parent is a big responsibility, Matthew, and not one I think I’m able to really take on. Ada is more of a friend to me, anyway.” 

[secondplayercanada]

BITE //if u'd like!!//

Matt was ravenous.

It’d been far too long since his last meal, and honestly he was so desperate for ANY kind of blood he’d take anything, no matter how bad. So when he smelt the delicious aroma of high quality blood, of course his instincts kicked in. 

With his eyes glowing a bright red, he silently stalked his prey, waiting eagerly for the perfect chance to pounce.

[secondplayercanada]

“We’ll be out of here in about 10 seconds, and then its a 20 second sprint into the apartment going the way we’ll have too. So we’ll be there in about 30 seconds.”

Matt glanced behind him and paused mid step for half a second as he saw the misery in his body language and face. He recognised that look, and for that half a second his mind flew back several hundred years to when he was first turned, scared and miserable.

But then he quickly looked away and went to the manhole, easily moving it and poking his head out to check the coast is clear. “It’s safe to come up.” Matt pulled himself out and turned around and stuck his hand down in a silent offer to pull Ackbar up.

“It’s a lot cooler up here, but if you still need to take off your gloves and jacket you’ll have to wait until we’re into my apartment.”

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

Akbar nodded, slowly. “I understand.” He took Matt’s hand, strong and encompassing of his own thin hand. He pulled himself up, with Matt’s help, and stepped onto the street, almost immediately shying away from the rapidly approaching light. 

He slinked towards the sidewalk. “Lead,” He murmured to Matt, gesturing him forward. “I can’t run without you.” 

Could he really run right now? He felt so weighed down, so heavy. He felt like he would collapse if he tried. But Matt had said it was only a 20 second sprint, fast, quick, easy, over and done with before he could say “I’m burning alive.” 

He took a step into the shadow of a building, waiting for Matt.  

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

That reminds me, did I ever tell you I adopted Ada?

        No, Matthew, you didn’t. 

[Am I dad]

[secondplayercanada]

U-Um, well it’s not like you’re her father, it’s um really I’m her father, though I guess you’re her father too now we’re married so umum um ummmmmmmmmm-

… Yeah I forgot to tell you we’re legally dads. How long am I banished to the couch?

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

. . . 

. . . . 

I suppose . . . I can adjust to that. But I’m not . . . Happy with this.  You’re only banished for a week. 

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

That reminds me, did I ever tell you I adopted Ada?

        No, Matthew, you didn’t. 

[Am I dad]

[secondplayercanada]

I may or may not have forgotten to tell you. But I meant too.

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

You forgot to tell me - 

That we’re legally fathers? 

[secondplayercanada]

BITE //if u'd like!!//

Matt was ravenous.

It’d been far too long since his last meal, and honestly he was so desperate for ANY kind of blood he’d take anything, no matter how bad. So when he smelt the delicious aroma of high quality blood, of course his instincts kicked in. 

With his eyes glowing a bright red, he silently stalked his prey, waiting eagerly for the perfect chance to pounce.

[secondplayercanada]

With far too much grace for someone who was dropping into a manhole, Matt dropped into said manhole, pulling the cover closed behind them and landing silently beside Ackbar.

Titling his head slightly to see him, Matts red eyes were all the more obvious as the vampire night vision kicked up a level. 

“Ok Velten, step where I do to the best of your ability. Essentially how you’re going to walk is along the ballsof your feet, trying to keep yourself light footed. This not only makes walking a hell of a lot easier in places like sewers, its a shit ton faster too. Tell me if I’m going too fast, the last thing either of us want if you to get lost or covered in shit.”

With that, Matt gracefully began treading his way along a sewer with all the quiet threat and power of some kind of ancient night hunter.

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

Akbar followed as quickly and quietly as he could, his eyes involuntarily glowing like lights in the dark of the sewer. He saw Matt in a hue of pale blue and white, meshing with dark greens and blacks. It was awkward, and new, and he wasn’t sure he really liked it. 

“How far is it?” He asked, his voice echoing through the sewer like a mocking bird. He didn’t like that either. 

He didn’t want to be with Matt. He didn’t want to be in the sewer. He didn’t want to be a vampire, and he didn’t want to be like this anymore. He didn’t any part of what his life had become. 

His hair was covering his face and he tucked all the length that hung down into his jacket so it wouldn’t be soiled in sewer-muck. His gloves and jacket were beginning to prove too hot in a sewer-climate but he couldn’t take them off for risk of losing them. 

The past months had been horrible, pressuring, and disastrous. And suddenly, as he ran through the underground-sewer-maze with Matt, it all began to weigh down on him - on his heart, his chest, and the tears in his eyes. He didn’t want to break right here, right now, but suddenly, all his anger was just dissolving into misery. 

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

That reminds me, did I ever tell you I adopted Ada?

        No, Matthew, you didn’t. 

[Am I dad]

[secondplayercanada]

No, this was early on when we started dating. I think we’d been dating for maybe… a month when all the paperwork and such was done.

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

That was . . . a very long time ago. I wonder why this has never come up before? 

[slight eyebrow raise] 

[secondplayercanada]

BITE //if u'd like!!//

Matt was ravenous.

It’d been far too long since his last meal, and honestly he was so desperate for ANY kind of blood he’d take anything, no matter how bad. So when he smelt the delicious aroma of high quality blood, of course his instincts kicked in. 

With his eyes glowing a bright red, he silently stalked his prey, waiting eagerly for the perfect chance to pounce.

[secondplayercanada]

Rolling his eyes towards the lightening heavens, Matt made his way to the nearest manhole and easily pulled it up. 

“Jump down into there. Until you master your new abilities, this is the easiest way around. And try not to land in the actual sewer, its a real bitch getting shit out of clothes and I’m not made of modern money.”

it was very very clear that Matt was just as, if not more, unhappy with the current situation as Ackbar. “Also, what do I call you?”

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

Akbar paused for a solid moment. Matt had just told him not to give his full name, and there weren’t a lot of nicknames people had for him. 

“Velten,” He replied, casually, easily. It wasn’t a complete lie, just not a complete truth. Velten was his middle name, after all. “My name is Velten.” 

He stepped into the manhole, not looking at Matt as he descended into the darkness below. 

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

That reminds me, did I ever tell you I adopted Ada?

        No, Matthew, you didn’t. 

[Am I dad]

[secondplayercanada]

Ah. I’m sorry. Well, I adopted Ada as my child about…. a long time ago. Like, a really long time ago. I’m sorry i forgot to tell you.

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

. . . Were we married when “a long time ago” was? 

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

That reminds me, did I ever tell you I adopted Ada?

        No, Matthew, you didn’t. 

[Am I dad]

[askthepaintedhungaryrps-blog]

Adelaide couldn’t help but grin at Akbar. It had been a long time since his last visit. She walked up to the painting frame, slowly slid out of it and planted her feet on the floor.

“Good morning, Akbar. It’s been a while, yes?”

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

Akbar nodded. “Mm hm. It’s been a few weeks, I think.” 

He watched with interest as she slid into reality, away from a canvas to the cool air around them. 

“How have you been?” 

[prussiaplayer2-blog]

@askthepaintedhungaryrps liked for a starter

It had been a long time since he visited the museum. He stood in front of her painting with a cup of coffee, admiring the frames around him for a moment. 

“Good morning, Ade,” 

[rpmemes-andstuff-blog]

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“I’m not afraid of the megabeast.”

“Maybe _______’s right. I never do anything right.”

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“I don’t love you because love is for girls and girls are disgusting.”

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“Hey, Snotface!” 

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