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[eidosofpraxus]

Rekindled

@xdreadnought-01x

Continued from: [x]

::Those who latch tirelessly onto archaic titles are pitiful creatures. “Sir” would do fine.:: Eidos replied with a quiet sigh. ::…Beastformer…:: A grimace coloured his airy murmur. ::I suppose there are worse things to be, though the notion of the heir to my House gnawing on furniture like a rabid turbofox does not kindred me to his unexpected emergence into the world.::

A moment of contemplative silence.

::Tell me, Dreadnought - why do you bring me old news? What do you propose to gain from eliciting my favour?::

[eidosofpraxus]

-My Most Esteemed Lord, I have evidence of the furthering of your lineage that I believe you will find most beneficial for one such as yourself. Should you need an influential sway in what occurs upon this warworld...well...you need only ask.- ~Dreadnought

Eidos did not immediately recognize the frequency nor the designation. It struck familiar, yes, but it did not come from someone he knew well. However, the content of the message definitely caught his intrigue. Not only was the sender aware of his intentions, they also seemed to be aboard the warworld that held his interest.

::My most gracious of thanks for your offer, friend from afar. Pardon my memory - I am quite old and my mind feeble, where have we previously met?::

[shutupseth-blog]

He let out a small laugh, his arms aching from being strapped into place for so long. He had indeed been caught, but on a self made throne of corpses, drinking blood from a chalice as if it were a fine wine. “Guess you could say i was caught… so are you here to get me outs’ this slam? Or are you here to feed me…”

[unfxrtunxte]

“To be quite honest with you Sergae I’m not entirely certain. I could be mean and decide not to get you out. To get you out would in a way be feeding you.” the immortal laughed before approaching, hands still in his pockets. “What would you have me do Ser. I could to the genie thing and say ‘ah yes you have three wishes blah blah be specific.’” at that point he removed a hand from his pocket and offered the wrist to another.  “As much as we’ve had of spats in the past. You amuse me. I won’t let you die locked in some cage.”

[unfxrtunxte]

Speak!

Matt can't insult people good

[shutupseth-blog]

She shrugged, bouncing and snatching the cigarette from the other males mouth, tossing it to the ground. She then attempted to stomp it out, missing by an inch but smiling as if she’d made it, for she assumed she had. "Those smell nasty! And they’re bad for you." It was a wonder she hadnt burnt herself in the process.

[unfxrtunxte]

Matt glared at her for that, contemplating whacking the girl over the head but she didn't really deserve it. He knew it was bad for him, well, his mortal body anyway but he could always heal that so it wasn't really a problem. Leaning down he picked it up again and held it out of her reach. "I find the smell quite pleasant actually. But I can agree on the health factor. I am immortal, should I remind you that? It doesn't effect me like it would you or any regular human."

[shutupseth-blog]

Sergae grinned like a cocky asshole that was just kissed by his love interest which he was only really fascinated with because he didnt want to fuck. Oh wait, thats exactly what it was.

"You really should work on your kissing, the blow up dolls arent helping, I assure you."

[unfxrtunxte]

Matt glared at the other, "You'll find that I don't even own a blow up doll. I'm just not fucking kissing you well, because it's you. Hell, I'd put more effort into kissing a blow up doll." he sneered. Avoiding their gaze Matt tried to pretend the other didn't exist.

[unfxrtunxte]

♢ [Nope, still lusting.]

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours [[You're watching my threads again ain't ya]]

Matt hated this entire situation but denying the dare would just end up with more ridicule. So, he figured he could make this simple. A quick kiss. That's what they'd get. A scowl on his face his hand grabbed the other mans shirt and twisted it in his hand as he yanked them over.

He made it quick, quick as he could with the others still counting as what he did as a kiss. When the moment was done the other was shoved away in a move violent attitude than he actually intended before Matt wiped his mouth on his sleeve.