Grayson Tarik

Sorry. I was busy talking about my feelings and killing people.

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Returning donor {Open Starter}

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bloodied-thorne:

Alexander simply glanced to the side at the man that spoke, paying him little attention before going back to talking to the hostess as if the man had never even drawn breath in his presence “So darling, hows recent of my girls been since iv been gone” Alex said lightly flirting and chuckled at the young hostesses response “That’s good to hear….. i do hope my last visit didnt leave to much of a mess for you all, i hope Noah passed on my little apologises to you all” Alexander said mentioning the envelops he left with Noah as a rather ‘Apologise’  for his actions and more so the acts they witnessed by his hand during his last visit, Alexander could read the frustration growing on the mans face who had spoken before, and couldn’t help but smirk as he glanced towards the man before turning back to the beautiful woman across from him

The woman only looked at him briefly before turning back the other man who continued talking to her. Grayson considered his options. He could leave but he was waiting for somebody. He could stab the man, but that might cause a scene so he decided against that. Instead, he decided to bargain. Standing, he leaned over the counter and looked at the woman. “Excuse me,” He said, his tone the closest he could get to sounding like a decent person. Though the look in his gaze was dark. “I know you need this job to support your little...predicament...but to keep this job you need to do your job.” Anywhere he regularly went to, he did his research on everyone there. With Achilles working at this particular bar, his research had been down to the personal details on everyone he could get a name for that worked there. “I ordered a drink thirteen minutes ago and right now, I have nothing. My patience is wearing thin and I do assure you, if you don’t do your job then I will leave a very unhappy customer. I doubt the owners would appreciate it if they knew how much extra money you take every night We don’t want that, now do we?” He said, a fake smile thinned on his lips before he looked at the man. “Shouldn’t you find somebody else to play with now?”

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on-pointe-disaster:

Aalis chuckled at his pretty understandable question, “The bouncer used to work on the stage door for the New York Ballet Company so he would walk me home the odd night since he lived in my direction,” she explained to him before adding, “I promise you I’m not that much of a crazy!”

“Well, that’s disappointing. I was beginning to believe you lived a double life.” He said as he glanced around the room before looking back at the woman. “Then again, that is still a possibility I suppose.”

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aurorarhodes:

It was strange to her that his hunting partner just abandoned him — there had to be more to the story, but that’d be discussed another time. Rory nodded at the truth that Grayson spoke about the power she truly held as a Rhodes. It wouldn’t be a far cry if Rory were to ‘associate’ herself with the Ouroboros. Everyone knew she was cracking and on the hinges, so she could further play into that and go to them straight on. It’d be a huge risk, one that could potentially put her life on the line. But it was one she was willing to take when all her options were running out by the second. “Well, I guess we’re joining the merry band of misfits.” What was going to come of this, she wasn’t 100% sure, but she knew at this moment Grayson was the only one presenting her with a decent option, and that’s one she was going to take. “I’m gonna go home,” she said starting to make her way towards the entrance of the cemetery once more. “We’ll recon tomorrow and set our plan into motion. Night,” she threw up the peace sign and headed on her way.  

Grayson left the details of his hunting partner limited. Achilles had left on his own choice and while it was a choice Grayson strongly disagreed with, he never stopped the other from making it. For now, his focus was on the association that had a growing reputation. In times like these, Grayson was fortunate for the discreet family name he carried. While it carried weight among hunters, they were far from being a well-known family. That and his own reputation he formed were two things that made him joining the group more realistic. “I suppose we’re off to search for Misfit Island now.” He said, an eyebrow raising. At least now he would have a hunter at his back while digging information on the group. “Tomorrow it is then.” He said, eyes trailing to the cemetery as she left. Grayson stood, thinking for some time over what their next move would be before leaving and returning home. 

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ashcrdvnprt:

People didn’t often find themselves this deep in the city streets; his streets, reserved for those with questionable morals and likely a short life expectancy; a death wish perhaps. The felons, drug seekers and those happy enough to manipulate the system and put the unthinkable into their hands. He’d lived in the shadows for so long that he’d learnt to become part of them, and for longer than he’d ever openly admit, the syndicate that filrated narcotics so deep within the city’s veins did so on his word.  So much so that it’d become all the easier to spot those that didn’t belong, “I know you’re about to tell me you made a wrong left somewhere.”

These parts of the city weren’t an uncommon place for Grayson to be. Though, to see him there, he looked out of place. His hair was well kept and the suit he wore was expensive. He was a man of business. His business just happened to be taking the lives of others for money. Though, today he was on a personal mission as he continued walking before he noticed a blond staring at him. His cold eyes cut through the other, narrowing as he caught only the end of his sentence. “Yes, absolutely.” His tone was dry as he spoke, “I was on my way to the bank when I got lost and found myself here.” Expression was void of any humor before he rolled his eyes. “This is the part where you jump at me with a pocket knife and pretend like you’re intimidating.”

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bloodied-thorne:

Alexander pushed open the double doors of the cross, the red neon lights from the bar turning the side walk red as he stepped inside, with a quick glance around the room, a few faces stood out to him due to there obvious surprise or concern on there face to see him there once again, it may have been months since he last stood inside the cross but his last visit left quite a impression on those that did not already know him.

His eyes settled on the bar as his fingers toyed the button free on his jacket to open it as feet began to follow thought, as he made his way over to the bar, Alexander couldnt help but smile as sets of eyes followed him with eager caution and concern.

“hello gorgeous” Alexander said as he leaned over the bar and kissed the familiar hostess on the cheek before leaning back before ordering a drink all while feeling the presence of a deep stare upon him  “ do you need something?” Alexander asked not bothering to face the one he could sense.

The Red Cross, a bar Grayson was finding himself in more and more frequently lately. If only to see his friend. Yet tonight, Achilles was nowhere to be found much to Grayson’s annoyance. Entering the room, his eyes moved across the groups of people as he made his way to the bar. The place was too busy for his liking, yet a wonderful place to watch and gain information.

Walking toward the bar, he sat at an empty seat and ordered a drink. Gaze moved to the crowd for several minutes before turning back to the bar, annoyance growing when there wasn’t a drink in front of him yet. Looking at the woman, his cold gaze narrowed. 

“I did order a drink and my patience is wearing thin.” He told her. Without being able to see the man, anything he has said was lost on Grayson. “You two can surely catch up anytime when you aren’t working.” He said, eyes rolling as he watched the both of them.

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on-pointe-disaster:

Aalis totally understood that feeling of waking up and not having the faintest idea how things came to be all too well. “Oh no you definitely weren’t, I think the only reason I got us home was we were close by… though I have a faint memory of the bouncer directing me,” she chuckled, shaking her head with slight embarrassment. 

“Then I’m fortunate for that.” He said, “Though I do have to ask now. How often does this happen to you that the bouncer was able to direct you?”

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elisecoplen:

“It could be the afternoon.” Granted, she hated waking up after ten, but it was still better than waking up at eleven or twelve. “You must’ve been to end up out here.”

“I suppose that’s true.” He said, though he never slept in this late. Especially not on a park bench. “I don’t remember most of it.”

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achilles-lin:

A tiny smile crept on his face, but quickly disappeared into a thin line of lips to hide any emotions he felt. The simple touch of Gray’s hand on his shoulder was enough to tell Achilles that he felt proud of he had done to the vampires. Achilles knew Gray was a man of little words, so with the simple gesture, Achilles knew it meant something. Their hands touched briefly when Achilles went to place his hand over Gray’s. But he was slow and their skin touched briefly. He shook off the feel of being disappointed and instead listened to his friend speak while looking at the ground. “You’re right,” Achilles finally responded. “I am a bad liar and now that I know you were the one creeping up on me, I have nothing to hide.” A sense of relief did fall upon his emotions when he saw Gray coming out of the shadows. He didn’t want it to be anyone else. At the same time, he felt an inch of embarrassment form thinking about their night together a couple of weeks back. But looking around the alley and the mess he created, Achilles pushed it down and forced himself on the situation he placed them in. “You’ll never lose me, Grayson. /p>

No matter what happens, you’ll always be stuck with me.” Achilles sighed and listened to his friend scold him. Gray was right. Achilles was dumb to kill in nearly public. “It doesn’t really matter. Maybe I wanted to die … who knows really? I’m tired of hiding who I am. And how can you call it murder when they were technically already dead?” Achilles took in a shaky breath, “I know I know better than this, but the itch to kill took over and my desire to spill blood clouded my judgment. It made me think irrationally to the point where I screwed my first kill in months up. I am sorry for being reckless, but I am not sorry for feeling so good with my decision to be so fucking messing.” Achilles grabbed his cane from off the ground, “shut up! Fucking shit, shut up, okay? Stop fucking scolding me. I don’t need that shit right now, Grayson. I don’t even need your help. I got this under control. If you want to help me, then don’t scold me like I’m some fucking child.” Achilles moved closer to his friend, “but thank you … thank you for being the one to find me and being the one to offer me help. I’m glad it was you.” Achilles finished the last part by inching his face closer to Gray’s and kissing him briefly on the corner of his mouth. “Thank you …” he whispered before pulling away. “Now where do we start?” 

Grayson had known Achilles since they were children and could read him easily. Even when he tried to hide his emotions, Grayson knew. Just as well, he knew Achilles knew him. Knew that he didn’t need to speak with words. Knew what he meant without having to say a thing. “You’re lucky I’m not anyone else.” He said as he looked at Achilles, an eyebrow raised. It was pure luck that it had been him and not anyone else. His friend had gotten careless. Years of training seemed lacking to Grayson now as he looked at how messy the kills were. A long sigh left him as he began to wonder how much longer Achilles was going to wait before returning to being a hunter. That if he waited too much longer, he wouldn’t be able to. “How unfortunate for me.”

He teased before shaking his head. “You go from I’ll always be stuck with you to you want to die. Stop being a selfish asshole Achilles. We are bonded, if you die that will only end badly for me.” He huffed. “You are forgetting the principles of what we were taught. Everything is equal Achilles. Killing a vampire, killing a human, they are the same. That is why we are merciless.” Grayson looked at his friend carefully. “Stop scolding you? Really? You’re acting like a ten year old on their first hunt right now! If you want me to stop scolding you then stop acting like a child Achilles. I cannot be waiting around every corner to clean up every mess that you make!” His voice wasn’t raised but each word came out sharp, showing his anger. His jaw was clenched now, the muscles tensing in his jaw as Achilles got closer to him. A long breath left him when Achilles kissed him before he shook his head. Ever since the two had slept together things had been even more confusing. He knew how Achilles felt about him, or at least he felt he knew. What he didn’t know was how he felt toward his friend. He had learned to push his emotions down, his entire life they were one of the few things that remained a mystery. He didn’t know what to do, falling silent for a moment before he spoke. “Make up your mind Achilles. Do you want my help or not?”

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elliotinshadows:

Elliot slowly casts her gaze towards the doctor, who was consulting his chart. “You hit your head, so your at risk for concussion, but you can monitor it at home if you’re set on leaving.” With the doctor’s confirmation the guy was free to go, Elliot stepped aside, though her arms didn’t uncross from her chest. 

“I can monitor it at home.” He huffed as he walked past Elliot, cold gaze burning through her. “Do not try to stop me again in the future.”

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aurorarhodes:

Despite Grayson’s brutish demeanor, she knew he was reliable and excellent at what he does. Her feelings and opinions toward him had to be squandered if she wanted results. “Why did they give up hunting? Did you kill them too?” Tarik was a tortured soul, so nothing really surprised her anymore after he seemed proud of killing his own mother. “Just, never mind,” she waved off the last question. As he revealed his grand plan, she herself couldn’t really think of anything better. Especially since he was unaffiliated, they could possibly accept him quite fast. “Alright then…so what you want to use me as bait or something?” At this point, nothing was off the table for the Rhodes, if she could help take this group down in anyway, she was ready to do so. 

“No, I did not kill him.” He said, a short laugh following. “Why he left, I do not know. Eventually, he’ll come back.” Grayson folded his arms across his chest as he spoke about his plan. “It’s up to you, Aurora. Your family name is well known meaning people are going to talk if they see you having any affiliation with the organization. At the same time, it also means that you have a lot of power by your word.” He paused as he thought. “Bait seems...expecting. They can’t know what we’re doing.”

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aurorarhodes:

“Ha, ha, ha. So humorous isn’t it?” she said rising from her chair. “The grand and renowned Rhodes family, not so grand anymore.” Rolling her eyes at him as she grabbed a water from her fridge she turned back to face him, “I get it okay. Don’t trust anyone. Now that you’ve gotten yourself somewhat together you can go now,” she pointed to her door. Grayson was not going to ruin the rest of the day for her. Mental note for Rory, don’t help anyone who is far from being saved. 

“It is, really.” He said, a thin smirk on his lips. “Families have been waiting to see this happen for so long. I’m just glad I get to experience it first hand.” Grayson said, still watching her. “Suddenly your hostess abilities have gone very downhill.” He said before he stood. “Where is my jacket?”

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aurorarhodes:

“Yeah and the majority of my family works for them, but have you seen how that turned out?” she gave him a questioning look. Julian was framed and suspended, her mother was now missing, and the NYPD were supposed to be a fearful and just force. Utter bullshit. “Did someone not catch you when you did a trust fall as a kid?” Yes, the Rhodes was skeptical of a lot, but to go on living in this world without trusting a few individuals would just be depressing and lonely. 

“Works for and pays for are two very different things.” He said simply. “Although I must say. Seeing the Rhodes family falling so much is..surprising.” He said, remorseless of the situation or how it was affecting Aurora. “You could say that.” He said, an eyebrow raising. “The more you trust, the more people you give the chance to kill you.”

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elliotinshadows:

“I could say the same,” She replied coolly, not at all bothered by his attitude. She had more than enough training from her time served to take him down – and that was without the added strength she’d gained since becoming a shade. However, before anything else had a chance to escalate, there was footsteps behind them, the doctor walking into the room, chart in hand. “See, a little patience.” 

“Patience is something I don’t care to have.” He said as he looked at the woman in front of him before looking at the doctor, curling his lip. “Tell your little guard dog to let me go. I’m find and I’m sure as hell not letting either of you touch me anytime soon.”

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elisecoplen:

She reached into her bag. After digging around for a moment, she found the bottle and tossed it to the man. “Here you go.” She checked her phone. “It’s only 10:36.” 

Grayson took the bottle, dumping pills into his hand before he swallowed them. “Only,” He said, eyebrows raising. “Shit. I really was drunk.”

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aurorarhodes:

“Tarik, you’re psychotic,” she responded at his cold demeanor. Rory didn’t know his history and she didn’t really care too. But something dark and sad lingered within the soul of the hunter before her. Anyone who could do such a thing had to be broken and this only was the shell he portrayed to protect whatever was inside. Nonetheless, she refused to cower and instead held a strong stance against him. “Before I help you, I need to know a few things first,” she stood arms crossed. “One who’s your hunting partner and why aren’t they here now? Two, what is your grand plan? And three, what would be my role in this?” 

“And yet you still talk to me.” He said as he met her gaze. Did he kill his mother? Yes. Or so he told himself. Blamed himself. The twisted story he told Aurora was the story he preferred to tell those he wanted to fear him. Though the scars that marred his body told the real story of the foolish child who ran headfirst into a bomb. It was years ago, a time he very little looked back on. “My hunting partner is Achilles and he gave up hunting. So it’s just me now. My grand plan is to join them. What better way to gain information than to be on the inside. Your role...well I haven’t decided that yet. With such an influential and targeted name there are many things.”

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gidxnystrom:

Right. It never surprised him just how boring most people were. Caring only of themselves or not about anything at all. He sensed some of the man’s cousin in him, which said something. Both were stubborn mules who didn’t like company. They needed to have a hobby or something. “Okay then.” The vampire uttered, turning away from the man who clearly wasn’t up for it. He wondered how he made friends if he wasn’t one for conversation – tricky sort of people. 

Grayson said nothing as the vampire turned away from him. Content only because he was able to now sit silently as he preferred. Speaking to people was too much energy for him, especially when he hated people as it was. Finishing the drink in his hand, he waved the bartender over for a refill before his gaze looked carefully around the bar.