#rene;ask

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"You're a bottom?" He asked genuinely surprised. "Really? I never took you for a bottom. But with your bossy attitude I would have to say, then, that you are a power bottom."

“I do not know what you are talking about...” René hums before gesturing him away with a wave of his hand. “Do you not have feathers to pluck out of furniture somewhere?”

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"Why should I cover up? Perhaps I want you to eat me." Hangeng raised an eyebrow at the vampire. The spell was weakening and soon the male would return to his metalic existence. "No welcome home?" -HG002

Chuckling softly at the androids ever growing precocious nature, René gestures him a little closer with a crook of his finger, before leaning closer as he runs the sharp tip of his talon like nail up across his throat, to under his chin, not cutting the skin, but letting him feel the sharpness. “I would drink you dry, my boy-” he purrs, already imaging Hangeng to taste exotically sweet. @jae-the-fallen

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His brow quirks upward along with the corner of his lips, drawing closer to the window where Renè had been wrapped up in curtains. "Were you....dusting?" He suggests, trying not to laugh at the sight. "I brought you something." Leaving the subject of Renè's current whereabouts alone, Yongguk lifts the wine bottle in his hand.

“-and what am I to do with that... pirate grog-” René replies, eyeing the bottle dubiously before moving swiftly past the other and towards the works on his desk. Nibble hands quickly begin closing dossiers and organising piles of paperwork, keeping private things hidden from prying eyes. “The hour is late, Yongguk” he calls back over the sound of shuffling paper before he straightens and turns back to the man, “what can I do for you?” 

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Character development: 1, 5, 9, 10, 15 (for Renè)

Character Development Q’s | ft René

#1 a memory from your character's childhood

eeughh, we starting with a dark one. Probably one that stands out (andRené‘s mind can sometimes drift back to, no matter how many centuries it’s still vivid), is his brothers beating on him because they were bored/irritated/mean souled fuckers. 4 on 1 andRené is by far the smallest... they love sports, fighting and drinking and he loves music (and basically never gets fed). He has a different mother to them - that’s a whole other bag of fuckery. 

Then he looks up and sees his father approaching and for a brief moment he thinks, oh good, he’ll put an end to this. Of course he doesn’t, hell he’s been beating onRené for years, for every little thing... so instead he shows his strapping young sons how to do it properly.René had fractured ribs when he was turned and they never really healed, he struggles to rotate to his left side because of the fusing... but he never lets it show. 

#5 A memory that your character wishes to erase

The fight with Don that made him leave... I haven’t written him out of René‘s story because the mun went! He is a sire, that’s a big thing to René

#9 Something that frightens your character

I’m struggling to remember, because it’s been so long, but there is a creature that frightens him. Monster, should I say... is it giants? I feel like its giants. Cuz they’re big and smashy and like... butts. I’m saying no more LOL

#10 Something that turns your character on

Oh he loves to be seduced. Someone being all... tempting words and grazing touches. He doesn’t want to have to work for it he wants to give in. That’s his biggest turn on. When someone makes him give in and then have aaaall the sex. 

#15 Describe your character's worst enemy

His worst enemy, idk Jaejoong? Haha, no I’m not sure... I feel like it was @yongguk-nightwalker‘s Guk, even though they were lovers, they were also enemies. Guk was verything René hated. He was big, brash, brutish - he’s pretty sure he couldn’t even read! He was unpredictable, explosive... kinda like his dad. Welp there we go, lets throw daddy issues on that pyre and burn me up!

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Jaejoong's eyes shine with something long buried and he grins. "I often times tell Leehom that he's tamed me. I used to be wild. I do miss it sometimes yet at the same time it isn't voluntary, it just simply has come and gone, the person I used to be." He smirked as well. "I was closer to demon than angel, with how I acted... though are you sure you would like to hunt with me? After all, though my appetite has diversified, you're still quight high on the menu."

Arching an eye brow as he gazes back at the fellow predator, René hums softly, dark talon like nail tapping against his lip. “I believe I can find something equally delicious to wet your appetite and keep myself safe..” he teases gently before turning away to lead the man out into the field of their hunt. “Vampire?” He calls back, ready to search for something to feed the man.

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Jaejoong understood the unspoken statement but as long as he had known Rene` he had expected it. "We aren't exactly conventional friends but yeah. I consider us friends. I really appreciate it... as happy as I am to marry Leehom, it's still a little disheartening to have no guests." He frowned.

“Perhaps if you lifted your head from each other, you might find time to make more acquaintances” the vampire chides softly before moving closer with his arms steadily unfolding. “You must remember the angel you once were, before you settled down, became happy like a stuffed-” he pauses before saying chicken. Knowing the others distaste for bird references, and hums “-hog”. His lip curls in amusement, but this time it is not mean, but holds a glimmer of excitement. “Hunt with me..” he purrs, hoping to entice.  

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Jaejoong rolled his eyes at the words. "Well it isn't exacty legal. It's more symbolic if anything... but this town is full of gays, you can hardly be surprised if a few decide to marry. As for why I chose you, well for the most part you are my only friend, even if you and I ram heads far too often for a normal friendship."

“This town full of gays..” René repeats with a hum before he shrugs and has to agree with a nod. At the mention of him being the angels only friend, the vampire’s head lifts with a quirk of his brow. “Me?” He enquires, not wanting to voice the second part that goes along the lines of ‘-and you, friends?’ It seeming a little cruel, not that he doesn’t think the other worthy but more so he isn’t sure why anyone would be friends with him. Yet here they are, so instead he sighs and nods, turning to him fully and letting his arms fold. “As you wish, I shall attend..”