#chris-elkar

[virgilachyls]

Closed starter for @chris-elkar

Virgil had a busy few days behind him. He'd gone to the wine festival, and then celebrated a little festival of his own. It was Ananke's feast day, and he'd fed the god a human, and fed himself on the crabs which had fed on the dead things for so long.

He was feeling nice and full and happy after that, so he decided to take a little trip into town. He liked a specific cafe for their tea, so he decided to treat himself. After all, it was the perfect time to do so.

He bumped into someone who was standing outside the cafe, staring into the windows with all the forlorn longing of a puppy. With his back turned, Virgil didn't recognize him. He merely murmured his apology and tried to move around him to the front door.

[calistaemmanuel]

closed starter || @chris-elkar​

time period: present day

The mere thought of having him in their home - of having anyone in their home besides Daphne and herself - was making Calista’s skin crawl with a host of emotions. Her fuse had grown progressively shorter in the years she had spent searching for Daphne and falling hadn’t exactly softened her edges. But Chris was important to Daphne, so as long as he didn’t pose a risk to the other woman’s safety, Calista’s hands were tied.

She remained standing, leaned against the kitchen island opposite the small pink sofa she had rescued from Daphne’s house back in Klin, waiting for Chris to get comfortable while they both waited for his sire to finish her bath. It seemed deliberate on Daphne’s part; she didn’t usually take quite this long and she must have known that Chris was going to come over. But while Calista didn’t appreciate her partner’s meddling, she also saw it as an opportunity to sound Chris out.

“You know, as much as Daphne appreciates these little visits of yours. If you ever lead anyone else here. I will burn you right along with them.”

[calistaemmanuel]

@chris-elkar​

Demons were a fickle bunch and Calista knew better than to blindly trust any food or drinks that passed through their hands. She had to give it to them though, after ten minutes of watching various creatures chug down cups upon cups of their mystery punch, she found herself thoroughly amused as well as sufficiently intrigued. There seemed to be no way to tell what you were getting until the drink’s effect took hold, even if the young vampire serving said drinks appeared to know exactly what he was doing. Perhaps it was the lingering humming sensation along her spine that had her moving forward or simply the promise of an easy buzz. Maybe it was both.

Drink in hand, Calista realized once again what she had already known to be true -  there was no way to tell what she would be getting herself into. Unless... There was one way she could think of to avoid the less favorable outcomes. Turning to the blonde beside her, she gave him a charming smile. “Any chance I could convince you to try this and tell me what it is? I’m not above bribery.”