For the lust of life.

Silas Daevion, eagle shifter, Town Security guard. pansexual

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We meet again. || Silas x Nik

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xxxnikolai‌:

“Clearly I have bad timing.” Some how the young shifter managed to deadpan his words in his head, no humor whatsoever as he practically went limp in Silas’ talons. He really, really hated heights - and the other fucking knew that. But when he was flown through an open window and thrown toward a couch - the cat twisted in the air and managed to land on his feet. ( No matter the lack of grace achieved. ) Claws out and fur up, the feline growled and hissed his evident displeasure at the current situation he found himself in. Taking in his new surroundings, Nikolai knew he wouldn’t be able to get out of the room this way.

Leaping off the couch, the cat shifted in midair before landing in his naked, human form before the other. Tilting his head, Nikolai rolled green eyes up at the older male. “I’ve shown myself.” There was sarcasm and anger clear in his tone as he turned away to face the rest of the room, tension clearly running high in them both. He’d once lived with Silas for a time, before they had gone their separate ways. So when he found his way to a closet, he walked about the room confidently, and as if he owned it. Finding a pair of sweats, he put them on. “It’s insulting that you would assume the murderer to be me, old man.”

“Good.” Silas said once he had wrapped a towel around his waist, watching the cat take its human form and walk around like he was home. Partly it pissed him off, yet there was a part of him that was very much ok with this. “I’m not assuming anything. I’m hoping it’s not you, but you have to admit that it looks suspicious that you pop up now. Had it been the other way around you’d have suspected me too.” He said as he moved around the sofa, eyes glancing over the other while his brows furrowed. 

It was clear to see the young shifter had been in some sort of fight, cuts and bruises decorating his body. “what the fuck happened to you? Who did this?”  He said in a commanding tone, cupping the boy’s chin to have a good look at his face. “What trouble are you in now and don’t tell me it’s nothing, it’s clear to see this isn’t nothing.”

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londencalling‌:

“It is good to keep busy, that’s what I’ve always thought too.  Ah no I suppose it wouldn’t, but then again, my shift doesn’t fly well,” she replied back with a grin.  He was interesting, and she hadn’t known a lot of shifter’s outside of her own kind until later in her life; something told her there was something more about him.  “Yes, I loved to paint since I was young, and found that I also had a love of antiques and history, and could combine them all.”  She smiled and took a small sip of her drink.  “I do love old heirlooms too.  And you would always be welcome to come by the museum; I could show you some really amazing things.”  Londen tried not to blush too greatly at him.  “Here as town, or here at the bar?  Ah well free drinks are never a bad thing, and if I find good company that is always a plus too.”

“Then what is your shift form, if I may ask?” Silas asked curiously, never having bothered much with other shifters unless it was needed in some way or form. Yet this one intrigued him, not just because of her ability to shift, but for her human appearance. There was no denying in his mind that she was a looker. “You could show me amazing things? I don’t doubt it.” He remarked, the smirk still plastered on his face. Though most would probably describe him as grumpy, he did have his charming side when needed. The blush on her cheeks that formed was a bonus to him. “Here at this bar. I almost thought you may be one of the dancer’s here, you sure have the looks.” He thought for a moment. “what if I would want you to dance for me?”

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We meet again. || Silas x Nik

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xxxnikolai‌:

Of course Nikolai always happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time it seemed. He hadn’t witnessed the murder first hand, but he’d seen enough and smelled enough with his keen animal senses to know that it was bad. He’d only been at Confessions that morning, hidden up in the buildings rafters as he was still new to town and he’d only been looking for a place to sleep for a few hours. Being a cat, it was easier than most for him to get in and out of place completely unnoticed. And the things he did for a living were already shady at best. 

So as the shifter kept low to the ground, creeping through the alleyways and occasional rooftops that night, there was practically a witch hunt out on the streets that night. The murderer yet to be found or identified. Nikolai’s kind was suspected - and that wasn’t good for him. But he hadn’t expected anyone to actually come after him. But when he was suddenly scooped up off the ground - his paws no longer planted to the earth, the cat froze in fear. In the air now, Nikolai tried to quickly comprehend what was happening to him as he realized he’d been caught in the sharp talons of a large bird. One wrong move and those talons would stab through his dark fur. The voice Nikolai found screaming in his head was all too familiar to him. “I could ask you the same fucking thing! Now put me the hell down!” He thought back, hissing in distress - it had been a couple years since he’d seen Silas. But he had always had hated heights. If he let go of him, he wasn’t confident he would land on his feet from such a high position. 

“I live here, you turn up when a murder has happened?! We’re gonna talk. But hey, if you want me to fucking drop you, I will!” Silas near shouted in his mind, mostly because adrenaline was coursing through him. Not that he minded seeing Nik again but not under these circumstances, the cat appearing right around the time the murder took place. It was suspicious and he could right now only hope the young shifter had nothing to do with it.

He flew a little higher, knowing the young one didn’t like heights, having a good hold on him but not too tight as he didn’t want to injure him with his talons. Silas flew right home and into the window he always left open for himself to fly in, threw the black cat right into the couch before landing himself in front of the window to make sure Nik couldn’t escape, and shifted back to his human form while keeping his eyes on the other. He huffed when he wrapped a nearby towel around his waist. “Show yourself.” The command was simple, yet firm, making sure the boy knew it was probably best for him right now to obey. 

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//Plots needed! Honestly of any kind, wanna get some more threads going so if anyone needs Silas for anything, feel free to invade my chat/inbox.

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clxudia-pixrce‌:

It was the sixth time. Sixth time that Claudia’s stomach growled within the hour. She needed to eat something. With her blue gaze flickering across the scarsely filled diner she snatched at the small dish of mac n cheese. Her fork dipped into the cheesy noodles till it was full of them. Pulling it out of the dish she placed the forkfull into her mouth, lips closing over the utensil as well as her gaze falling closed. Pulling the fork clean from her mouth a smile tugged at the corner of her lips, till she heard the ding of the bell behind her. Quickly putting downt he bowl and fork she swallowed her mouthfull and turned to the customer. “Sorry. How can I help you”?

Silas watched what was happening. He clearly heard the growling of the girl’s stomach, pulling a face when he noticed how she was remedying that. “That really doesn’t look like a decent meal. Especially not for people like us.” Though he hadn’t met her before, he’d recognise one of his own kind, a shifter, anywhere. “I was actually going to see if you’d dance for me, but the growling of your stomach would be distracting. How about you come with me and I’ll make you a meal that will actually satisfy your hunger?”As he spoke he held up a bundle of cash towards her boss, who gave a nod, money talked after all.

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wildemadds‌:

Maddison glanced down at the bar-stool and back up, debating with herself momentarily. The clubs owner was nowhere in sight so she took up the offered seat. “I’m Maddison.” She answered, introducing herself and wondering whether or not he already knew her name and was just toying with her. Being from a family of hunters who were punished by the council meant her family name was quite well known. Instinctively she braced herself for what may come. “My signs Scorpio, I’m an artist - and…” She took another sip of her drink. “I’m…very awkward sorry. And uh, yourself?”

“Maddison, lovely name. I’m Silas, pleasure to meet you.” Silas remarked with a smile, seeing her take the seat. He had no idea who she was, not quite keeping up with everything, mostly because he liked making up his own mind about people. “It’s quite alright, relax ok? You seem tense.” He said, wondering why she was being awkward or if that was just how she was in general. “An artist? And what kind of artist would that be?” He asked before answering her question. “I’m a security guard for the town, making sure nothing happens, or I try to anyway. I’m not awkward myself, mostly blunt and according to most a grump.”

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londencalling‌:

“I’m glad to hear that. And that’s fair too, if you don’t want to answer, one should feel free not to.”  Londen slowly took her back from him and nodded.  “Glad to meet you too.  Security, hmm… that must keep you really busy.  Flying, oh now I’m jealous, though for my I do enjoy a good long run.”  She took a sip of her drink watching him.  “I was away in San Francisco for a while but came home recently.  I’m a museum curator, focusing on paintings and antiquities.”

“It does keep me busy, but I don’t mind. Gives me something to do. A good long run, unfortunately my shift form doesn’t run very fast.” Silas remarked with a light chuckle. She was interesting and not just for the way she looked, there was more than just met the eye. “A curator? I have to admit I’m quite a lover of art myself, got various beautiful old family heirlooms at my home on the walls plus I definitely enjoy a visit to the museum. Will surely have to visit soon again, knowing there’s something else to see now.” He smirked, raising his eyebrow a little as he looked at her. “So what makes you come here?” He asked wondering what she was hoping to find at this bar. “Free drinks? Company?”

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three people you'd invite to a sleepover?

Oo, a sleepover? Can’t have one of those without Luce @lucyxcole. We’d probably also have over man meat in the form of Tyler @openwound-kekoa and Silas @silasdaevion

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We meet again. || Silas x Nik

A murder had been committed. How? No one knew, but Silas blamed himself for it. Though he was quite the workaholic plus loving flying around, that night he had decided to stay in, catch up on some rest. A mistake, he knew now. someone had paid the ultimate price, but for what? The general message didn’t make it better, a rogue werewolf or shifter. Was it someone of his own kind? 

Many questions reigned his tortured mind as he flew over the city, looking out for anything suspicious but mostly seeing who was outside at this late hour. His eyes scanned the area and far beyond, when something caught his eyes. For most hard to notice as the little creature was dark as the night itself. Normally cats wouldn’t catch his attention but there was something about the way this one moved, it’s form and shape too familiar, but it couldn’t be who he thought it was? “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He thought to himself, flying a little lower but staying out of hearing distance. The closer he got, the more sure he was that this wasn’t an ordinary housecat, this was one he had met before. One he knew all too well even if it had been years. His behaviour on the ground told the old bird enough. What if the cat had something to do with the murder? Silas decided not to take a chance and started a full dive right down, only shrieking loudly to announce his presence right before he grabbed the small creature with his large claw, flying right back up. “What the fuck are you doing here?!” Words shooting through his mind, knowing the boy could probably hear it while he flew straight home with a firm hold on his now prey.

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amr-noname-mubarak‌:

“Aha ha.” was his response, “Aren’t all the best people a little bit crazy, feathers? – Excuse me. Mr. Feathers.”

He was taking another drink from his glass when a smirk tugged at his lips, “Why do I like aggressive men?” turning to face his fellow shifter now, explaining, “Because they’re the only ones that can handle me… You do alright keeping up.” Really this man has been a nuisance to him. He ran his forefinger over the rim of the glass, watching the Silas’ face, “Smart bird.”

A chuckle, “Is that a challenge? Sorry to disappoint, there’s not much in here I’d be interested in…” clarifying, “– Material wise. Maybe I’m just here looking for a good time, have you thought of that?” He paused looking over the man’s face, “And you’re here to…What? Brood? Look tough?”

“Much better.” Silas chuckled, at least the other had a sense of humor, though that could be from nerves, a kind of deflection or he was just being a pain in the ass. 

“You’re not THAT hard to handle, not from the sky anyway and yes birds are smart, thank you for noticing. Then again your kind is famous now, right? With being a Guardian of the Galaxy?” He said as he took another sip. “I don’t brood, I’m here to enjoy a drink and have some fun after a long day chasing idiots like yourself who can’t seem to stop causing trouble.”

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londencalling‌:

“I would hope that as well.  Even better works for me too, how could one not love that.”  Londen smiled and took the hand offered to her.  “I don’t believe we have no.  Very nice to meet you Silas.  I’m Londen Forsythe, pleasure.  And what do you do around town, if it’s not too rude to ask?”  She hadn’t been back to town very long and things had changed.

“Asking things is never rude, if you get an answer however, depends on the question.” Silas remarked as he let go of her hand. “The pleasure is all mine by the way. I currently work as a town security guard, mostly because I needed something to do plus I love flying, from the air I can see much more than from the ground. How about you?” He asked as he finished his drink and signalled the bartender for a refill yet his eyes remained easily on her. 

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sweetlike-cxndy‌:

“If this is your idea of being nice, I don’t wonder that people don’t like you.” She answered back, if he was trying to make her feel better about him apparently following her around, he was failing miserably. “Great, I feel so much safer knowing you’re out there, watching us all without permission.” She replied sarcastically, looking at him like he was insane. “Good, don’t do me any favors, because I certainly don’t intend to do any for you.” She emptied the rest of her drink, getting up to head into the back. 

“Deal then, consider me not watching you.” Silas said, not commenting on her earlier comment about people not liking him. Slightly wondering why he even bothered having a job like he had. He sighed before he spoke again. “Should’ve known you’d be like this, on a high horse, too many feathers up your ass from the little boys that watch you. Sorry for wanting to show you a good time, won’t happen again.” Silas near sneered, knowing he’d have to get out of there or his temper would get the best of him. Grabbing the bottle when it arrived, he walked right passed her and to the door. 

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sweetlike-cxndy‌:

“Look, I don’t know what your deal is, if this is like some extreme people-watching or whatever, but it’s pretty creepy to hear you talk about me like you know me when I don’t even know your name,” she answered bluntly. Maybe he didn’t mean to come across that way, but Candy didn’t appreciate it. “And what, you supposedly helped me out one time and now you think I owe you something? I don’t need help if it comes with strings like that, I can look after myself.” To prove her point, she brought her hand down on the bartop, her fingers having elongated into razor-sharp claws, capable of ripping through human flesh with ease. A point, and a vague threat. 

“Wow.” Silas chuckled. “And this is why I don’t mingle much with people. Thanks for reminding me why there’s no point in trying to be nice. Next time I’ll pay good money since that seems to work better.” He said while handing the money over to the waiter. “If you must know, my name is Silas Daevion. I got claws as well and so can rip people apart with them just like you, though I prefer using my beak, I work as the town security guard because I can easily keep an eye on everything.” He placed his hand next to hers on the bar, letting a large feather grow from the back of his hand which he pulled out and placed it on the bar. “I don’t know you, no, I know what I see and that’s it. Not gonna apologise for doing a damn good job.” He said, taking his hand from the bar,. “Next time I won’t bother to help. Have a lovely evening.” He near grunted, of course she had to be a damn wolf, he thought to himself while he ordered a bottle of scotch to go.