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[untilthcyrot]

❝ I think I was dreaming of the sun. That must sound awfully cliche for a vampire, does it not? ❞ The woman laughed to herself.

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"There's no occasion," Kaveh replied with a warm and fond smile. "I just wanted to get you some." It wasn't a lie at all. He had wanted to get Guillermo something. Any kind of gift. The other man deserved something as a sign of appreciation. For what he did for everyone and for how kind and welcoming he had been to Kaveh himself.

There were so few people that Kaveh had allowed himself to be so open with, quite possibly just Guillermo and Nandor, and the fact that the other man had continued to show him such kindness meant more to him than Kaveh could express.

"You deserve them."

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𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃? guillermo. a pretty spontaneous kind of thing

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂? nandor. i mean... the height and yeah.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂? both give nicknames to each other, i want to think that sometimes they're a bit funny and ridiculous and other times real sweet.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚂? guillermo brings in the meals.... : )

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲? they both claim to have better taste in music, but are always to give a try to whatever the other is listening to or might be into at the moment.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙳? when they sleep in one? nandor

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃? guillermo for sure

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙴? i can say that nandor would try to make some coffee for guillermo, but fail miserably.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝙶 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙾𝙽? both can be the little spoon, both can be the big spoon. it just works like that.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃? guillermo as well

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳? both. both do u.u

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙰 𝙵𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙳𝙰? i go back and forth on this, i think guillermo more than nandor, but i also think... that perhaps not much pda is happening, because they want to be very discreet about this whole thing they have going on, because of the van helsing thing and how it can go for them... yeah.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂? probably nandor, not always but he does... and kind of annoying and loud (he just looks like that kind of guy)

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈? nandor u.u

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝚇? nandor

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙶𝙴? it's not hard to guess. nandor would.

𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴'𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂: just all those moments they have in private, when it's just the two of them and no cameras. the intimacy of it.

𝙰 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂: killing derek for him so he could go back to being human again. he knows it was the right thing to do, what he needed to do, but that doesn't mean he never stops and thinks "what if..."

𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶: just all the wasted time between them.

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴: acts of service

[huntrcsss]

She didn't expect the whole ancestry.com thing to actually pull anything up nearby - she was just bored one night and rather curious on her current travels. A trip to Staten Island for some news of vampires about that got her here, and the interesting find of another with van helsing blood in them.

Steps are quiet as she approaches the large flat, hand rising to place some rather swift knocks to the door.

"-Hello? I'm here about that whole...ancestry bullshit."

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[therelentless]

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A date, that's what they were calling this, it was one after all. There had been no reason for Nandor to give a detailed as well as excessive explanation as to why the both of them were going out, but he had given one to the other vampires nonetheless. -- Despite wearing one of his finest outfits, he was not looking his best, as he had promised Guillermo, he had attempted to dress all by himself, perhaps making him look a bit more like a mess than anything else, but at least he had attempted to do so, just like he was attempting now to set up the telescope all by himself.

"No. I said got it." He repeated himself, after Guillermo had offered to assist him and not the for the first time. "It's not that complicated really, it just requires some effort and patience." This latter one was something that he was already running out of and his frustration could be heard in his voice.

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Nehuén has original come to Staten Island from his home in Brooklyn to meet someone he had known from long ago. But when he had arrived, he had discovered the meeting place destroyed and his contact not there.

"Fucking hunters," He had muttered under his breath, assuming that it had indeed been vampire hunters before leaving. Nehuén was angry at his contact for not being there. Were they the reason for the death and destruction? There hadn't even been anyone alive to get his fill from. Complete waste of time.

Needing to get his anger out, Nehuén was skulking silently along the streets, observing each and every human that past him by. Wanting and needing to look for that special someone to calm and satiate his hunger. The vampire ended up on a crowded street, many waiting to get into various clubs, others coming out of them. They never really were appealing to him. His eyes continued to scan everyone before falling upon someone that piqued his interest.

Now this one was special. They were... different.

He sniffed and got the slight whiff of vampire from them but that wasn't quite right. More than intrigued, Nehuén left his quest for quelling his anger, at least momentarily, and made his way slowly over.

"You seem a little out of place."

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"Oh dear..." came a quiet mumble from the angels lips as he stepped out from the doorway of the small hotel he had been staying in and started along the sidewalk. Well, it looked small but he had done a minor miracle and tidied up his room a little. Not that that was difficult, given the state that it had been in.

Aziraphale looked up and down the street to get his bearings. He still wasn't entirely sure why he was the one that was there. There had been word of some... non-human activity in the area. Nothing that had been noted by 'upstairs' had apparently made them believe that it was of angel or demon in origin.

"What I wouldn't give for my bookshop right about n..." The angels words were cut off as he suddenly bumped into someone, having been lost in thoughts of his books.

"Oh, I am so dreadfully sorry... Are you alright?"