#jasimkhalil

[aviel-gillinski]

( @jasimkhalil )

Giving a house key to the feral vampire you found hovering over a gored body with blood soaking his clothes and more importantly, his mouth, may have seemed like a bad idea to some. Well… to many. 

Aviel isn’t really ‘many’ though. The vampire has lived too long to be scared of much, and he’s found Jasim too useful to cast away after an admonishment about gluttony and leaving messes. And perhaps if they hadn’t gotten so close, perhaps if they hadn’t fucked….

He sits in his impressive home, sideways on the sofa, with a laptop open and legs bent. Comfortable clothes for a day in, a coffee in a cup on the coffee table. Reading glasses have slipped down and down on the bridge of his nose in contemplation… but his gaze finally lifts when he hears the door. “My dark prize…” Slight teasing in the flowery pet name as he tilts his head up. “I was just about to text you.” Debatable. 

[climbermal]

@jasimkhalil

The gym officially closed before dark. Even when the seasons changed and the days shortened, it just felt safer to keep her employees safe. The humans that she continually harbored an envy for despite their painful fragility... no it was better that they had less access to the gym than there being.... accidents. That said, the gym was always open for her friends. And those that did better around fewer people of course.

Sitting on a padded mat with her legs easily folded beneath her, Mal looked up at Jasim. "You want to try that 14 minus again?" In her old life, most climbing gyms didn't go above a 12. Nature had significantly harder problems of course but they could get away with it in there. The specially designed walls that crawled up over the roof of the gym with the barest of holds were off limits unless Mal gave permission. There was enough darkness in the town. "