#xavchat

[melxncholix]

†labyrinth-of-shadows is in despair†

{†}-Xavier sits across from another, his sunglasses hiding his eyes while he flashes a toothy grin to the other person. He has his chin resting on the heel of his hand while he idly tapped his other fingers. He tilted his head to the side, before sitting up straight.

     “Hello,” the Russian says,” I’m Xavier. Is pleasure to meet you, let me pay for coffee - you look lonely.” The vampire says with a cool, breezy tone as he uses his free hand - the one which had been tapping - to pull out his wallet and set it on the table. “I do not take no for answer. Well I do, but I really don’t want to.”

{ @labyrinth-of-shadows​ }

[melxncholix]

† Open => Xavier †

{†}—Xavier’s steps fall in sync with the stranger, wearing sunglasses despite the fact it was night. He smiles at the other, a single eyebrow raised.

    “You really should not go out alone at night,” he says. “It’s not safe, you know,” the Russian adds, his tone both light and teasing. One might even call it condescending.

[melxncholix]

† 8 are in despair †

{†}—”You know,” Xavier says to the stranger standing next to him at the bus stop, his Russian accent thick. He’s wearing sunglasses despite the cloudy day. “The history of the bus is conflicted. Some say it started in 1823, but there were similar services all the way back in 1662.” He says, staring forward. He glances over at the other, a half smile on his face.

    “I’d say it started in 1662,” the vampire says, “that’s how long it feels like I’ve been waiting on this bus.”

{ @elysian-petrichor @astatheloner @theboysofyourdreams @coffeeshoprejects @jessmariewrites-a @lovexandlonging @perditastellae @nxxstalgia }

[melxncholix]

† open †

{†}-Xavier raises his brow with the faintest hint of a smirk. He never smiles much past a glint of teeth - the fangs tend to worry people. He isn’t paying too much attention to the person he's sharing drinks with at this cafe. He taps his fingers near the coffee cup that he’s mostly abandoned and pushes his sunglasses back up.

      “Really? That’s very of interest,” he says in his thick Russian accent. “Err...” he sits up, frowning slightly, “interesting I mean to say. Not of interest. You have very interesting thoughts, I’d love to hear more of them.”

[melxncholix]

💕 [ Xavier and Eira I guess? :O ]

Send  💕 and my muse will say whether or not they’d date yours and why!

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Nah, Xavier doesn’t date anyone, ESPECIALLY mortals. He really only uses sexuality and sensuality to lure in victims, especially repeat victims, but no. He’d never date anyone.

[melxncholix]

†2 Are In Despair†

{†}—Xavier sketched out the rough form of the man sitting across from him on the subway. The Russian teen had headphones in, and only glanced up to get a better look at his artistic subject. He hadn’t realized how often he’d looked up.

    At this point he probably had four or five half-finished sketches of the other when the subway hit a curve and made him drop the sketchbook at the feet of the other man, making him curse in Russian from the slip up.

{ @amore-e-dor & @mxchismx }

[melxncholix]

Xavier: Scarlet Geranium, Deadly Nightshade & Blue Hyacinth

Scarlet Geranium - I do not trust you, Deadly Nightshade - I believe you to be false, & Blue Hyacinth - I will give my life to your service

{†}—Xavier looks at the flowers with detached interest, his fingers gently stroking the petals of different flowers held in his hands.  He looks up at Zephyr, the nightshade was the exact same shade as his eyes.  He tilts his head, before gently laying them to his side.

        “There seems to be a theme behind this bouquet, but that’s probably my Victorian interests speaking over the truth, no?”  The Russian says softly, before stretching slightly.  “Scarlet Geraniums say you don’t trust me... but you do, don’t you?”  He asks softly, as he picks up a Nightshade flower.  “Belladonna... or nightshade—you think I’m a liar.... that hurts me, Zephyr.”  He says softly, turning to look at him.  “I much prefer the Hyacinth... it means devotion.”  The vampire says, a small smile on his face.

[melxncholix]

╞╕hornysmutrper is in despair╞╕

{╞╕}—Paul licked his lips slowly, before looking up at the other male.  “Uhm. . . hi.  I-I’m aul.  I’m glad yo meet you.”  He said in a quiet voice, holding a hand out for him to shake

@hornysmutrper