#nahim

[nottheangel-raphael]

The comings and goings of various council members from Krovs Castle never went unnoticed by the current residing councilmen. So when Raphael learned of Nahim Ravani's return he could not have been more delighted. Very few councilmen earned the fickle ghoul's favor, rarely was it any of the young and fresh ones as proven by Belgium's latest seat-holder that he'd come to enjoy irritating. It wasn't his fault Roland made it so easy to rile up. And Malta's councilman had been the one to expose the traits well-maintained in the other vampire that Raphael immediately knew he'd made the right choice in backing Nahim's rise to power in his country. And thankfully his ally in aggravation had returned once more to bother Rochefort with him and the other few councilmen in this league.

The ghoul approached Nahim's suite with a bottle of expensive blood wine from Italy and waited until the younger answered his knock. He smiled warmly, always charming, at the pretty thing before him as he offered out his welcoming gift. "Welcome back, Mr. Ravani, I trust you're settling back into your suite nicely."

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[shadedempsey]

Shade wasn't all that up on the day to day gossip at the castle. In all honestly he never knew all that many details save for the big shit and usually well after the fact. Nahim was no different. Oh he'd had a good time with the councilman of Malta no doubt and had been looking forward to another round, but by the time he'd realized said councilman had peaced out guy was strolling back into his restaurant like he owned it. Course, he probably could. councilman usually came with a fat wallet. Not that Shade was up for sale that he knew, but things had a way of happening when his dick was involved before his brain could catch up.

He was in the kitchen because he was always in the kitchen, but he had enough staff to cover him and the dinner rush was winding down. Everyone in the place was well acquainted with how things worked and when Shade designated those of importance. Councilmen were top of the list. He turned over things to the sous chef and started a on one of the appetizers making a small dish. It was more about the presentation than anything else as he made the Moroccan meatballs with pomegranate glaze, plated it and took it to the councilman who sat alone at one of the set tables. He'd already been served a glass of wine that would go with the appetizer, compliments of the chef.

Shade set the plate in front of Nahim sure to drizzle the dark sweet sticky glaze over the steaming meat as he held the other's gaze. "House made." He said setting the spoon on the side of the plate grabbing one and popping the juicy morsel between his teeth with a wicked grin to the master. He hummed deeply around the bite letting his eyes flutter before helping himself to Nahim's glass of wine. "The perfect pairing."

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[raidenproulx]

Heat week was always something the tribrid enjoyed. It gave him an excuse to indulge in bad behavior. At his age he had more control over himself, if he wanted to. Well at least the dragon side of himself. The demon was a bit newer, but it was still a familiar feeling not all that different from his dragon side, just more of it. Course Raiden would play into any reason to act worse given the chance.

He was aware of the new arrivals in the castle, both slave and councilman. Keeping tabs on things that happened around him was second nature, a subconscious habit. Neither held much value other than base and currently that's all he had a need for. Tired of the worn out toys he was looking for something new to chew on and had been heading to the undercroft knowing he could break the new dog with less protest than Malta's councilman, but fortune smiled on him as the pint sized islander wander into his hunting ground.

"Ravani." He barked out to the other who came around a corner, back to him going the same way down a hall not seeing him yet. "Tryin to ignore me, Malta?" Accusation in the question as he stalked up to the smaller creature.

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[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael whistled as he strolled through the castle hallways, taking his time on his way to councilman Nahim Ravani's suite. Ever since that disaster of a meeting where they attempted to discuss Roland's misbehaviors and rule breaking and ask him to cease and desist, Nahim found himself in Raph's calendar at least once a week to monitor the situation and work together on it. Considering it appeared that Roland could not conduct himself in an appropriate manner befitting a councilman and the ghoul found the other's outbursts and dramatics quite juvenile, he dared not bring it up around the group unless he deemed it necessary. Some of the other councilmen seemed to agree with this.

He knocked and waited patiently for Nahim to answer, greeting him with one of his charming grins. "Mr. Ravani, it's been some time. How have you been?"

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