#rpjulius

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//Julius: exactly! It’s a time saver. Ardyn: …that’s truly horrifying. Is this what people eat these days? Give it here.

“I personally like the mix of sweet and salty in this dish.” He slides a one over each for Julius and Ardyn. 

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Julius adopted

@waymarkerprogenitor || Continued

Julius gingerly took the cup of tomato soup. “Thank yeh, umm…“ He didn’t really know what to call Ms. Anastasia yet…

She gave a warm smile to the boy. It had to be hard on him, suddenly being trust into a new family. “I don’t mind if you call me ‘mom’, but if you’re more comfortable Stacy is fine. It was what she used to go by anyways.

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@waymarkerprogenitor || Continued

Julius lifted his hand, touching the wet, sticky liquid that seeped through his chest.

He knew, logically, that it was blood.

And if he brought his hand out, he knew he’d see red.

And, suddenly, the realization that he was bleeding, that he was hurt - perhaps fatally - hit. Pain bloomed from his chest, and Julius couldn’t stop himself from falling to his knees. He couldn’t even utter a pained gasp as he landed on the ground, face scraping against the stones.

Julius closed his eyes.

Maybe it was time for him to sleep…

Footsteps.

Faint footsteps.

A voice.

”Oh, goddess. Please be alive. Please still be alive.”

No, it wasn’t time for him to sleep.

His brother still needed him!

Julius groaned, trying to staunch the blood from escaping his body, clinging on the thought of his brother. “… barely… but still… “ He tried to pick himself up, arms shaking.

The bullet had cut through his intended target easily. And flown right into another person.

He’s screwed up. Someone innocent was hurt because of him.

“No...” He murmured as the figure fell harshly to the ground. Rushing over he found it was Julius. He hardly knew the man, but still. He’d shot him.

“Oh, goddess. Please be alive. Please still be alive.” He held both hands out and began casting Chi Healer.

When Julius began moving Isaac pressed a hand to his bloody chest to force him to remain on his back. “Don’t move. You’ll only make it worse.”

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The Mark || Closed

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A scowl immediately blossomed on his face at the thought of Isaac going anywhere near his brother. “Don’t you dare even try,” he hissed, moving away from that hand that was dangerously close to his neck. The blond clenched his fist, one slipping into his coat, intent on sending a message to Ludger, to warn the younger of potential danger. Julius was fully aware that he was falling straight into what the taller man’s trap. It was too plainly obvious… and yet too effective. He sent the taller man a cold glare, though a hint of dull resignation was hidden underneath the icy fury. “How do I know that you won’t go after my brother afterwards?”

Oooh~ He’s mad~ Isaac silently chuckled his prey’s anger. It would do him little good. As he stepped out of Isaac’s reach, the vampire took another step closer and tightly grabbed the hand that had disappeared into Julius’ coat. He wouldn’t be trying anything tonight.

“We can write up a contract.” Isaac explained as he leaned over him. “I may be morally depraved, but I at least keep my word, just so long as you do as I say.” Yes, just as he thought, this would be a fun one to break. Isaac wouldn’t wait to see that sharpness in his eyes become duller than a ball. “As I have said before, if I take a liking to you or your blood, then I may keep you alive to toy with for longer.” Isaac jerked him closer to whisper into his ear. “It may be a week, it may be a month. Hell, it might even be for a year. Just because that mark glowed tonight doesn’t mean that’s when you meet your end.”