#thenekosimon

[witchysethharper]

Seth was ready for fight club. He doubted he'd have even a remote chance at winning the whole thing given his age but fuck that didn't mean he'd try. And if he didn't, he'd feel better beating the shit out of some folks along the way as therapy. Second fight so no pressure. He stepped into the ring after Rowan won his (good for him!) and met Simon on the other end of the large field. The barrier protecting the attendees on the outside and keeping the fighters in restored itself and the announcer's voice rang out declaring the next battle Seth Harper vs. Simon Blackwell. Fortunately, he knew enough about his opponent living in the castle –– Simon was a young neko spirit who served as the assistant scribe for the council after having been a slave... Gotrik Stenberg's slave to be exact. Seth's eye twitched at the little of the memory of the councilman he wished never returned.

The bell rang as soon as both fighters were in the ring and Seth moved swiftly, summoning two massive chunks of earth into rocks and launching them right at Simon across from him.

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[mannythejaguar]

Continued from here.

"Simon, you know I've seen you like this before," Manny replied, raising a brow at the neko spirit. He remembered last year's Spring Mischief vividly. And even if he hadn't, he recognized Simon's scent that hadn't changed much with the transformation. He smirked as he closed the distance, curious about that new source of energy thrumming underneath his skin. "Although I sure wouldn't mind having that experience regardless, kitten."

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[mannythejaguar]

One of the benefits that came with being a staff member this year was the ability to choose his own outfit for Christmas. After a couple odd and unusual choices at Kris’ hand, Manny was more than happy going casual this year with jeans, boots, a sweater, and a warm jacket. Desperate for some time out of the castle with his night off, the berserker caught a ride down to Krovs Town to join the celebrations. The rumors hadn’t lied – the place was really decked out with snow and lights and the atmosphere finally sparked some of that Christmas spirit he thought he’d been missing this year. He knew where to find Simon after promising to meet up with him around this time and tracked him down in the winter village nearby the frozen pond. 

“Jesus, Simon, aren’t you freezing?” he said, wishing he’d brought an extra jacket or something. He should have expected this after the neko’s last outfit during Halloween – the castle sure did love exposing skin. “You still wanna go ice skating in that or do you want to find some layers and maybe some hot chocolate first?” 

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[mannythejaguar]

There was one person in particular that Manny was looking for amidst the Halloween chaos in town. Fortunately and unfortunately, he saw a lot more of Simon in the Undercroft since his rise to guard status, which he tried to view more of as a good thing. It at least meant he could keep an eye out on his close friend and make sure that he was taken care of decently living in the Undercroft. Luckily, Simon seemed to have found his own luck with having the informal duties of an assistant that took him upstairs more often, which pleased Manny that the neko had some purpose even without Gotrik. 

He soon found the slave easily by the obvious costume, the berserker grimacing – how the castle found shit like...was it cow print lingerie? He didn’t even know. Manny pushed his way through the crowd up to Simon, grinning when he finally reached him. “Hey there, kitten, you are looking...” He paused, opening and closing his mouth a few times as he struggled to find the pun somewhere in there. He gave up after a few seconds and waved his hand. “Yeah, no, I can’t find a good corny line to go with your costume,” he chuckled. “How about a drink?” 

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[kyrillosagota]

Kyrillos didn’t recognise many faces around the castle outside of the member of the council, and a few others who’d resided there for a very long time. But this paticular handsome young man’s appearance was starting to become familiar to the councilman. Likely they’d simply passed each other in the halls, or Kyrillos had cought glipses of him at events, but they’d never spoke. Carefully, he approached the other, before speaking up. “Excuse me. I don’t believe we’ve met before, but I feel like I see you around the castle quite a bit. Do you have a name I can connect to that striking face?”

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[mannythejaguar]

Ghosts of the Past || Manny & Simon

Something strange definitely seemed to be happening in the Illuminatum lately. As guard in the castle, he’d been hearing reports of folks randomly appearing on the property out of thin air and rumors of people long thought dead back to life. It only reminded the berserker of how shit like this went down in Krovs, magic causing bizarre things with seemingly no explanation. Apparently not even that changed when the witches took over the world from the vampires. 

On edge with the feeling of something off twisting his gut, he picked up a couple extra shifts over the week before the party to keep an eye out. And walking down the hallway granted him a first-hand witness into what he’d been hearing. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the other person coming towards him, blinking a few times and stunned. “...Simon?” Manny walked closer, his green eyes large. “What are...how are you here?” 

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[mannythejaguar]

Do You Want to Build a Snowman? || Manny & Simon

While there was plenty of fun to do indoors, Manny kept glancing out the window at everything happening outdoors. He definitely loved the snow and winter over summer heat despite the California surfer boy aesthetic many claimed the shifter to have. He grabbed his coat off the rack provided by the door and slipped it on over the Christmas-themed pajamas his master selected for them, ready to head out into the snow. He grinned as he spied someone familiar coming along the same way. “Hey there, kitten,” he greeted Simon. “Do you wanna build a snowman with me?” 

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[witchysethharper]

So you're the one my master dressed up! He did pick a good outfit! Gotrik has always had good taste with boys

Seth raised his brow as he looked the other over. Right. He knew Gotrik had a slave of his own. “I’m not sure I find that as flattering as you meant it to be,” he replied coolly, “You must be Simon then.” His actual pet. 

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