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masterelric:

Elric gave a hum and nodded. “I am a philanthropist at heart.” Although Elric did donate his money and tended to be charitable it was only for his own benefit. All his donations and helping others were purely for selfish reasons. Even his visits to the people he called friends were for his gain. Rarely did he ever do something that was out of the generosity of his undead heart.

“Francia. My last name is Francia.” Elric supplied a bit disappointed his game seemed to be coming to an end so quickly. “And while I’d hope to enjoy a bit more small talk with you beforehand I am here to report a crime.” Although Elric knew exactly who was responsible he wasn’t about to give up one of the few opportunities he’d have to meet with the hunter he’d heard about. Maybe this way the hunter would be more agreeable as well.

Most people knew how he felt about shapeshifter, but he had strong motive to backup every single bad thought he had about a the creature that took his family away, yet since he was little learning about each supernatural creature in the world in her grandmother’s lectures, he always found Vampires the most egotistical, most of the time that was his weakness, they where so immerse in their own ego, they never truly saw that a weaker creature could trick them and kill them.

Here he was years later, sitting on a desk using his time to play the man in front of him game. Victor got up and rolled his eyes as he walked outside his office to get the man the water he has asked for. “Tell me, Mr. Francia, what you got for me?”

#chat; Elric #Chat.

bex-archambeau:

“You trust me that much, mon cheri?” The shapeshifter raised an eyebrow in question, all too comfortable with teasing him. She had always done so, even when he scowled at her very presence but it was different those days. Before he replied with a dark stare and a dismissive tone. Now he rose to the occasion as though a part of him actually enjoyed it. Perhaps a part of him did. “And what moments might these be consider, cheri? You coming in and attempting to steal my cat while I am kind enough to feed you?” she teased, inching ever so slightly closer, tilting her head up to touch the tip of her nose to his even while she still held his chin between her fingers.

“Is that what is it?” Bex questioned, an eyebrow raised, her free hand coming up and gently brushing her fingers down the side of his cheek. “I think you’re just trying to steal him away from me,” she accused though the teasing was evident in her voice. “But I think, darling, it’s more that you enjoy the presence of cats. Why else would you spend your time with a giant one?”

She did have a point but it was a point he was still not fully prepared to admit, he trusted her, but with all the red flags, his past traumas, and his fears, he did trust her, but it was not something he was prepared to admit so openly, especially not to her, not yet at least. “Stealing would require me to leave this place, and that isn’t in my plans?” He could feel how much heat her body usually irradiate, it was a part of her nature but lately, he seemed to be driven to more, but he couldn’t explain the why.

He got closer to her to know exactly just how much Bex enjoyed flirting and teasing him over and over again, but they were both very dominant and completive into who made the other fall for it first, even though he was already deciding that he was more interested in kissing her than win their teasing competition. “Perhaps you are right, there’s something very relaxing and almost intoxicating about a big cat purring and I just enjoy doing it so much…” He started to play her game and gently touch her in her weak spots.

#chat; bex #Chat.

What is your favorite dessert?

“a key lime pie or a cheese cake”

#answered

How would you describe your wardrobe and fashion style?

“Casual, with some comfy combat boots you can wear for any occasion”

#answered

when was the last time you've hunted?

“It’s been about two years, I hunt creatures that have to be hunted for committing horrible crimes.”

#answered

name five things that are in your bucket list

“I don’t have one anymore”

#answered

Would you have sex on a first date?

“Is that a bad thing?”

#answered

bex-archambeau:

The way he watched her hand move wasn’t lost on her- she noticed far more things than she expected even Victor knew. “What was with that careful examination of my movements? Did you think I was going to cut your neck open with my claws, cheri?” the shapeshifter teased, lifting her hand back up and taking his chin between her thumb and index finger, the nail of her thumb pressing firmly against his bottom lip, not enough to truly hurt but perhaps hard enough to give the tiniest of stings. “And what if I accidentally slit one of those lovely big veins open? You’d bleed out all over my kitchen floor and I’d so miss your normally scowling face.” Not that she would ever dream to do anything of the sort. If anything she was overly cautious around him, both of her claws and of her strength. Because as tough as Victor could be? He was still human.

“I’m no master chef like you, but I can hold my own- so no judgements,” Bex warned, using her grip on his chin to shake his head gently from side to side as though to emphasize her point. Not that she thought he would judge unless she gave him food poisoning- something she had never done with anyone in the past. Not that she often had cause to cook for other people. Not that many people stuck around for such mundane things. Tony might but that was different. He was sort of like extended family. “My day was entirely uneventful and boring. Evidently no one needed bail today so I was at home with that furball who enjoys your company so much more than he enjoys mine.”

It was ironic for a person with so many trusting issues, he was very comfortable with her and how close she was to him. Bex wouldn’t hurt him, he didn’t have a real affirmation of her but he still oddly trusted his instincts. “If you did, I don’t think it would be an accident, you are far more skilled to accidentally slit my neck open. But you would miss my visits, and these moments.” He moved his bottom lip and causing a little sting before kissing her thumb.

“I think you know by now that I won’t” He let her move his head from side to side. Victor smirked and shrugged “I have told you before, I’m a feline person, cats seemed to enjoy my presence.”

#chat; bex #Chat.

masterelric:

Elric chuckled leaning back shaking his head. “Oh you do not know as much as you think young one.” He hummed dragging a thumb over his bottom lip. “I am not vegan in the slightest. But, I have helped others become vegan.” Vegan probably wasn’t the best word for what Elric had helped Marco create but it was the word they were using. If the hunter decided to press Elric on his eating habits Elric would gladly tell him. Nothing was more fun than seeing another person’s reaction to how he chose his victims and how how he spent his time.

Unlike most Vampires Elric never went thirsty, he gladly filled his stomach with his choice of meal any time he wanted. This had put him on a few Hunter’s radar during his long life. The hunter’s who tracked him were all horribly disappointing, thus proven by the fact that Elric was still around and they weren’t. “Are you going to get me a glass of water Detective?”

He studied the man, it was probably one of the oldest vampires he had encounter on town, and compare to him, he was probably just a baby, but he was not afraid of death, that was nothing he stopped feeling a long time ago. “Good for you” If time had changed so much and humans had, he figured supernatural creatures had too.

“That depends… Are you here to report a crime or just for a glass of water? Because if that’s so, I’m sure you can go to the dinner close by and get it yourself, Mr.?” He wasn't sure just what his name was but he figure if his ego was big enough to introduce himself to a hunter, he might as well said his name to complete his statement of making his presence in town.

#chat; Elric #Chat.

bex-archambeau:

“Quite to the contrary. His animal form should be keeping their feet firmly planted on the ground,” the shapeshifter replied with a tilt of her head, the slightest hint of amusement in her voice. She couldn’t pretend that her brother’s habit wasn’t odd in it’s own way but perhaps she was simply accustomed to him. Yes, she teased him for it but at the end of the day she sort of saw that as her duty as an older sister.

“He just enjoys climbing trees; being upside down. He’s a quirky sort but completely harmless. I’m the one with the claws in my family, luv.” Smiling slightly Bex reached up and fussed with the collar of his shirt briefly before dropping her hand back down. “Have you eaten yet?” She knew sometimes Jez had a habit of throwing food in his direction in an attempt to look out for him but she was never sure when that was. “I can cook.” Not that she wasn’t all too aware he was the one who enjoyed cooking between the two of them.

“That seems like a unique hobby, but I will keep that in mind if we get a call about a man going upside down from a tree.” Victor have heard about quirky people but that was a new kind of quirky for him.

He saw her hand and raised an eyebrow, but since she changed the subject, he figured it was just her trying to tease him as always “Not really”. Victor wasn’t expecting her to cook for him, but he was more than happy to try out her cooking and just enjoy that she was doing something especially for him. "Sure, I would like that. So how was your day?"