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What friend isn’t answering?
Oh, my good friend Casimir. I have heard from him, thankfully.
I hope he will not mind me saying this… But, he appears to be going through a very tough time emotionally at the moment. He was not ready to talk to me about it just yet, especially not over the phone, but I hope he will soon.
I worry for him. I have not heard him this morose and irritable since he visited for the Ifestia Festival in 1992.
He’ll be fine. He’s grappling with some…complex emotions that I believe he tends to compartmentalize away.
Lestat, I didn’t know you were acquainted with Casimir! What a small world we live in sometimes.
Yes, while he is excellent at his job in helping others, he’s not always so good at helping himself. I’ve never met a man more self-deprecating.
-laughs-
We met over my refusal to go to therapy. We have been working at a friendship, though I'd be lying if I didn't tell you I find him endlessly attractive, both physically and intellectually.
Mm. I haven't met as much of the self-deprecation, except when it comes to his endless guilt regarding his family. This, however, was regarding his last love affair, and the grief he holds over it.
Oh, how lovely! Not the refusal of therapy, though. Not everyone wants to do that. He’s really very good at it, though, but he is an even better friend when lets himself have those relationships. He and I have been friends for about…40 years now?
-grins and laughs at Lestat’s admission-
Oh, that’s delightful, Lestat. He is quite the charmer when he likes someone, friend or otherwise. I’m sure he likes you just as much.
I see him more as a…sibling, but I can understand his appeal.
-his smile disappeared at the mention of his last love-
Oh, that…makes sense.
I am aware of what happened with that, at least his side. Casimir has some…issues with obsessing over his work. He’s always liked to figure things out, but apparently that has…compounded a bit for him as a Vampire. He admitted this to me. But, I believe he has put in quite alot of effort to change since then, but between you and me, sometimes I think he overcompensates and the opposite occurs.
Yes, he seems fairly heartbroken. I believe he was pushed to violence by an antagonistic acquaintance of mine who insisted that Reese deserves better. Played right into those insecurities.
You might get him to chat with you about it.
Oh. Yes, that would do it.
Did he injure this other person fairly badly?
I will call him again. I will also invite him to stay for a few days, perhaps. The sea air might do him good.
Eh, he's almost three hundred years old. He can take it. He's alive, anyway.
And yes, do. He also found out that Reese is more...actively around that I think he was prepared to discover, so that didn't help.
Angelus, I don't truly know. Try reminding him that no one ever really hides from us forever. Eternity is long.
I am glad he made it through the encounter.
Oh, I see. While I cannot relate to the level of regret he feels nor that feeling of a great love lost in such a way, I do understand how lonely he must be sometimes. I think he’s been burying a lot of that for a very long time.
I will do my best to coax him out of whatever hole he’s dug himself into.
What friend isn’t answering?
Oh, my good friend Casimir. I have heard from him, thankfully.
I hope he will not mind me saying this… But, he appears to be going through a very tough time emotionally at the moment. He was not ready to talk to me about it just yet, especially not over the phone, but I hope he will soon.
I worry for him. I have not heard him this morose and irritable since he visited for the Ifestia Festival in 1992.
He’ll be fine. He’s grappling with some…complex emotions that I believe he tends to compartmentalize away.
Lestat, I didn’t know you were acquainted with Casimir! What a small world we live in sometimes.
Yes, while he is excellent at his job in helping others, he’s not always so good at helping himself. I’ve never met a man more self-deprecating.
-laughs-
We met over my refusal to go to therapy. We have been working at a friendship, though I'd be lying if I didn't tell you I find him endlessly attractive, both physically and intellectually.
Mm. I haven't met as much of the self-deprecation, except when it comes to his endless guilt regarding his family. This, however, was regarding his last love affair, and the grief he holds over it.
Oh, how lovely! Not the refusal of therapy, though. Not everyone wants to do that. He’s really very good at it, though, but he is an even better friend when lets himself have those relationships. He and I have been friends for about…40 years now?
-grins and laughs at Lestat’s admission-
Oh, that’s delightful, Lestat. He is quite the charmer when he likes someone, friend or otherwise. I’m sure he likes you just as much.
I see him more as a…sibling, but I can understand his appeal.
-his smile disappeared at the mention of his last love-
Oh, that…makes sense.
I am aware of what happened with that, at least his side. Casimir has some…issues with obsessing over his work. He’s always liked to figure things out, but apparently that has…compounded a bit for him as a Vampire. He admitted this to me. But, I believe he has put in quite alot of effort to change since then, but between you and me, sometimes I think he overcompensates and the opposite occurs.
Yes, he seems fairly heartbroken. I believe he was pushed to violence by an antagonistic acquaintance of mine who insisted that Reese deserves better. Played right into those insecurities.
You might get him to chat with you about it.
Oh. Yes, that would do it.
Did he injure this other person fairly badly?
I will call him again. I will also invite him to stay for a few days, perhaps. The sea air might do him good.
What friend isn’t answering?
Oh, my good friend Casimir. I have heard from him, thankfully.
I hope he will not mind me saying this… But, he appears to be going through a very tough time emotionally at the moment. He was not ready to talk to me about it just yet, especially not over the phone, but I hope he will soon.
I worry for him. I have not heard him this morose and irritable since he visited for the Ifestia Festival in 1992.
He’ll be fine. He’s grappling with some…complex emotions that I believe he tends to compartmentalize away.
Lestat, I didn’t know you were acquainted with Casimir! What a small world we live in sometimes.
Yes, while he is excellent at his job in helping others, he’s not always so good at helping himself. I’ve never met a man more self-deprecating.
-laughs-
We met over my refusal to go to therapy. We have been working at a friendship, though I'd be lying if I didn't tell you I find him endlessly attractive, both physically and intellectually.
Mm. I haven't met as much of the self-deprecation, except when it comes to his endless guilt regarding his family. This, however, was regarding his last love affair, and the grief he holds over it.
Oh, how lovely! Not the refusal of therapy, though. Not everyone wants to do that. He’s really very good at it, though, but he is an even better friend when lets himself have those relationships. He and I have been friends for about…40 years now?
-grins and laughs at Lestat’s admission-
Oh, that’s delightful, Lestat. He is quite the charmer when he likes someone, friend or otherwise. I’m sure he likes you just as much.
I see him more as a…sibling, but I can understand his appeal.
-his smile disappeared at the mention of his last love-
Oh, that…makes sense.
I am aware of what happened with that, at least his side. Casimir has some…issues with obsessing over his work. He’s always liked to figure things out, but apparently that has…compounded a bit for him as a Vampire. He admitted this to me. But, I believe he has put in quite alot of effort to change since then, but between you and me, sometimes I think he overcompensates and the opposite occurs.
What friend isn’t answering?
Oh, my good friend Casimir. I have heard from him, thankfully.
I hope he will not mind me saying this… But, he appears to be going through a very tough time emotionally at the moment. He was not ready to talk to me about it just yet, especially not over the phone, but I hope he will soon.
I worry for him. I have not heard him this morose and irritable since he visited for the Ifestia Festival in 1992.
He’ll be fine. He’s grappling with some…complex emotions that I believe he tends to compartmentalize away.
Lestat, I didn’t know you were acquainted with Casimir! What a small world we live in sometimes.
Yes, while he is excellent at his job in helping others, he’s not always so good at helping himself. I’ve never met a man more self-deprecating.

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What friend isn’t answering?
Oh, my good friend Casimir. I have heard from him, thankfully.
I hope he will not mind me saying this… But, he appears to be going through a very tough time emotionally at the moment. He was not ready to talk to me about it just yet, especially not over the phone, but I hope he will soon.
I worry for him. I have not heard him this morose and irritable since he visited for the Ifestia Festival in 1992.
How have you been, lately?
I am fine. Nothing too exciting to report, I am afraid.
I an worried for one of my friends, though.
He did not pick up the phone the other night when I tried to call. He never does that.
".... thank god nobody questions my relationship preferences."
“Be careful; I thought the same. Then they descended upon me.”
"Yeah, you know, it's not like I don't think it could happen to me, but you're a vampire though. You've got the fangs I don't, and for whatever reason when you get the fangs you see everyone wants to know your business... and I think they think once you've got them instantly you're expected to sleep around or something. That somehow anything you kept of your humanity is stripped. It's really fucked up. It really is. I get it you're all predators, but you were human, you have your preferences and underneath everything you still are with all the positive and negatives that come with that."
“I will not deny that when I was a much younger Vampire I spent many a night in the arms of others. I know now it was driven by the desire to be close to someone, anyone, and now I am much more…discerning,” he said with a shrug. “I think for others perhaps, it is the first time they can do perform such activities with reckless abandon without being concerned for the more severe consequences, aside from the emotional ones. Mind you, this is not an excuse, just an explanation.”
“Yes, am still just man who was once human—perhaps a bit more than human in my case, but I’m also a monster, Vincent.” He shook his head. “Monsters have preferences, too, I suppose. And unlike many of my…peers, monogamy is one of them. But though I keep some things more close to the vest, I find being honest to be rather exhilarating.”
...I'm also a monster. Of all the lines Vincent despised to hear, this was one of them.
"Don't call yourself that Angelus." The witch's words are quick to retort. "I get it I don't know about you well. I don't know how you feed, but I've known monsters, and you don't feel like one. If you needing to live off human or having a body that works different you're no more a monster than we are to cows and pigs. Then the hawk is to the hare. That's natural. You're natural. You're vampire and that's it."
He paused for a moment then sighed. Angelus didn't need him to tell him this.
"Suppose I was the same once I realised I was free of my curse, you know. I was a bit wild there for a couple of years, but I was also scared or something and I think I just wanted to be with someone. Made bad choices. Hurt some folk because I couldn't accept some things or be what they wanted me to be. Does that make me a bad person?"
Angelus’ blinked at his quick retort, staying quiet as Vincent spoke of why he wasn’t a monster. He didn’t know if Vincent would be saying these things if he knew what Angelus actually looked like and how he used to be. “I have known monsters, too. My Sire was one in both senses of the word. I have done my best not to be as he was, though I was not very successful at that as a younger Immortal. I don’t require much blood. I can subsist on a few mouthfuls every so often. Usually taken from blood bags, or wild game.” He paused to smile a little. “It is nice to hear someone jump so quickly to defend that I am…a person, despite what I am.” When Angelus called himself a monster, he wasn’t really saying that was who he was…but just what he was. Monsters were people, too. Mostly. At least the good ones were.
“You have not told me about this curse of yours,” he admitted before he shook his head at Vincent’s question. “I do not think so. Bad people generally do not show much remorse for their actions. Whereas good people…good people can do bad things, but what makes them good is recognising the bad…and striving to change.”
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DIALOGUE PROMPTS
could you... do that again?
please come back.
hold me again.
i need to feel you close.
we could share the same bed.
could we try holding hands?
right there. just like that.
i want to know how it feels.
i like it when you're nearby.
if you could just... stay here for a while.
lean into me. it's okay.
i like your hugs.
i want you here.
please touch me.
your arms feel so safe.
stay close to me.
the bed feels so cold.
come into my arms.
let me hold you.
cling to me.
you can keep doing that.
you don't have to let go.
i feel safe when you're near me.
that feels so good.
that was... really nice.
i like it when you play with my fingers.
could you come a little closer?
you can play with my hair if you want.
you don't have to sit so far away.
would you sleep here with me?
you feel like home to me.
if you keep doing that, i can't promise i'll behave.
can i lay on you?
would you touch me again?
don't let go of me.
stay like this.
don't go.
ACTION PROMPTS
[ reach ] sender hesitantly reaches for receiver's hand, unsure if the action will be reciprocated
[ instinct ] sender takes receiver's hand on instinct in reaction to a startling sight or event, not even realizing they did it
[ cling ] sender wraps both of their arms around one of receiver's arms and clings
[ rest ] sender sits next to receiver and rests their head on receiver's shoulder
[ doze ] sender falls asleep with their head on receiver's shoulder
[ play ] sender clings to receiver's hand and begins absentmindedly playing with their fingers
[ reassure ] sender reassures receiver by rubbing their arm up and down, hoping to ease their stress
[ heart ] sender guides receiver's hand to their heart
[ quiver ] sender and receiver's hands brush with slight contact, causing receiver to shiver on instinct
[ come back ] receiver took their hand away, so sender reaches for it a second time, taking it back and refusing to let go
[ first hug ] sender pulls receiver into their first hug
[ lasting ] sender and receiver's innocent hug lasts a little longer than they both expected
[ trace ] sender lightly traces the shape of sender's face, exploring every part of their complexion with tender fingertips
[ comb ] sender takes their time brushing receiver's hair
[ refuse ] when receiver insists they break their hug, sender refuses and only tightens their grip around them
[ cuddle ] sender moves closer to receiver as they sleep and snuggles down beside them, finding comfort in their presence
[ pull back ] sender pulls receiver back into bed with them
[ nuzzle ] sender nuzzles into receiver's cheek with their nose
[ cheek ] sender caresses receiver's cheek
[ nose ] sender lightly taps the tip of receiver's nose
[ lips ] sender caresses receiver's lips with their fingertip
[ chest ] sender smooths a hand over receiver's chest
[ legs ] sender starts to drag a hand back and forth over receiver's legs
[ inner thigh ] as sender caresses receiver's thigh, they gently slip their hand between receiver's legs
[ distance ] unable to touch or embrace receiver, sender self-soothes by wrapping their arms around themselves
[ pinky ] sender and receiver hold hands by their pinky fingers
[ smooth ] sender takes their time caressing over every part of receiver's body
[ blanket ] sender wraps a blanket around their body and receiver's body, hudding close together
[text] heeeey
[text] so ... sorry about the bat thing, not sure what happens there.
[text] i woke up in a cave and i'm going to navigate my way back to you shortly!!!
[voice to text] I wasn’t sure what had happened! Hektor came running and told me that there was a bat in the house, and that you were gone. I was worried.
[voice to text] Am I to understand that you transformed into a bat? I am very interested in knowing more. Are you okay? Does it happen often?
[voice to text] Do we need to come and get you?

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[voice message] I'm going to be there in about half an hour! You wanna come pick me up? Sorry it took longer than planned, the daylight is a real bitch sometimes.
[voice message] See you soon!
[voice message] Hektor and I were already out, so that gives us the perfect amount of time to reach you in the car. Obviously, I am not driving.
[voice message] You will have to tell me how the daylight effects you. Some breeds of our kind seem to be a bit different.
[voice message] See you soon.
Angelus had Hektor wrap up the errands rather quickly so that they had enough time to get to the small port of Amoudi Bay where the ferry would be docking. He had requested to accompany the man because he wasn’t exactly sure when Florian would arrive, given various factors with transportation like trains and ferries. When they arrived, Angelus exited the car and made his way to the slip. As he walked, local passersby greeted him politely, and he smiled and greeted them back. (Tourists usually gawked, but he ignored them until they spoke to him directly.) Once he reached his destination, he sat one of the large rocks there, waiting patiently as he listened for the telltale sound of a motor and water splashing against the sides of the boat.
When he heard it approaching, he stood up and grinned, clearly excited for Florian’s arrival. The pale, tall ancient was known to locals, but it didn’t prevent him from standing out like a sore thumb among the others that were waiting
[voice message] I'm going to be there soon so I'll keep an eye out. As for daylight? ... I dunno. I always kind of assumed it was a no-go so I've never once tried to test it.
[voice message] See you so soon!
As the boat pulled up, Florian grabbed his stuff and hopped off the boat. It was super easy to find Angelus - of course it was. He did rather stand out. Not just because of his looks but his aura too. There was just something about him. Florian assumed he did not have any kind of aura so he called out loudly to alert Angelus.
"Hey! Angelus! It's me, Flo. Good to see you again!"
At the sound of Florian’s voice, Angelus’ grin grew even larger. He carefully and confidently walked to him, the few people around him getting out of his way as he approached the other man.
“Hello, Florian,” he said, holding is hands out to the other. He’d have to ask if he preferred Florian or Flo. “I am happy that you are here.”
“I listened to your last voice messages just before getting out here. We can speak about that when we are not in mixed company. Hektor has the car waiting for us. Did you need assistance with your bags?“
"Nah, I got it." Florian didn't really have much, he packed light for the benefit of easy travel. He didn't like messing around with luggage, even if vampirism had given him a considerably better core and muscle strength. Somehow. He wasn't entirely sure why he was feeling the best he ever felt since he died but he supposed that was just a fun little perk.
"Thanks again for picking me up." He looked at Angelus and took in the sight of him, up close and personal, unable to believe a guy like that invited him somewhere this beautiful.
Maybe he should be on alert. It could be a trap. They were vampires - maybe they should be more devious or something? He wasn't sure. "I can't wait to see the place. Like I said, I'm used to apartment city living, much less beautiful."
“Ah, yes, of course,” Angelus’ said as his hands fell back to his sides. Even if Florian didn’t bring much, the blonde was attempting to be a good host by offering. Gentlemanly, even. He didn’t read into the refusal either. Younger people often denied assistance, as he had learned.
“You’re most welcome. There is a cab one can take, but I wouldn’t dream of making you pay for such service when you have already bought train and ferry tickets to get here. Besides, this allows for even more time in each other’s company,” Angelus explained smiling serenely as he felt the other’s eyes on him. “Come, the car is this way.”
As they walked up the path back to where Hektor was waiting, the local people around them greeted Angelus politely and by name but also kept out of his path so as not to obstruct the way. No one seemed afraid of them or even suspicious. “The whole town is beautiful. The air is as clean as it can be, given the use of cars and other motorized vehicles here. My home has a wonderful view of the bay, not that I can appreciate it properly, but I do love standing out on the patio and enjoying the nice winds, or just floating in the small pool I have out there. I do hope you enjoy your time here.”
When they came up on the vehicle, a man with salt and pepper hand was waiting for them, leaning against the passenger door facing them. His skin was very tan from being out in the sun most of his life, and it showed the signs of age that any man nearing his fifties might have. At the sight of them he broke into an amused grin, popping the trunk of the car with a click of the key fob as he opened the passenger door for the two of them. “Close the trunk after you’ve stowed your belongings,” the older man directed at Florian, appearing completely unbothered by the two Vampires as he then got into the front seat of the car and cranked the engine.
“Florian, this is Hektor, my caretaker, housekeeper, assistant, and friend. He is rushing us because his wife made fresh baklava tonight.”
"Okay, thank you. Nice to meet you too, Hektor. I'm Florian, you can call me Flo." Florian introduced himself to Hektor with a smile as he tossed his stuff into the trunk and closed it carefully. He didn't want to risk damaging the car or slamming it.
He opened the door for Angelus to get in, hoping he wasn't being too forward in helping. "I got that for you. You want to get in? I'll sit in the back."
With a smile, he had to laugh. "I don't blame him for being in a rush. I would be too."
Angelus stood there a moment next to the open passenger door as Florian so politely got the door for him. How chivalrous! But not where he wanted to be.
Smiling serenely, he took ahold of Florian’s hand and bumped the passenger door closed with his hip. “I will be riding in the back with you, Flo. I will not make you sit by yourself,” He explained, his hand sliding along the side of the car until he came to find the handle for the backseat. He opened it and climbed inside, essentially pulling Florian gently along with him. Hektor looked terribly amused by the whole thing from his place in the front seat.
Once they were buckled in, the blonde spoke again, “So tell me of your journey here!” Meanwhile Hektor shifted the car into gear and began driving them down the road.
"I really don't mind, I just thought that you came that way and -- I -- okay, yeah, okay, that was probably not your plan." Well, there was an embarrassment moment that would forever haunt his dreams. He was going to have to live with the knowledge that he tried to get in this car like it was an uber and not his maybe-love-interests car. "I'll be glad for the company!"
Florian climbed into the back and did up his seatbelt, looking at Angelus with a smile. "First I took the euro, which is always fun. London to France, so it goes under water." So neat! "Then I took the EuroCity-Express trains. I got to try out the New Pendolino, it's a high speed tilting train. I love tilting trains, they're some of my favourites. Such a sleek design." Wait. He was rambling about trains. That was probably not what Angelus wanted to hear about. "Anyway, less about trains, I took a ferry from Port of Piraeus and here I am!"
He shrugged his shoulders, he did like the journey. Even if the timing sucked sometimes. "I saw a lot of beautiful views but they're never ideal in the dark. The countryside is lost to me, what with the glare from the interior lights and the lack of outside lighting. I do miss sunlight sometimes."
“Of course I want to sit next to you,” Angelus stated factually, laughing happily, giving Florian’s hand a light squeeze to reassure him. Angelus said it like it was the easiest thing in the world.
The blonde just smiled happily as he listened to Florian speak of all the trains he had travelled in to get to where they now sat. Of course, Angelus enjoyed a good train ride, but he didn’t know a thing about them. He was more than happy to listen to Florian go on about them, as not only did he appear to really like talking about them, but Angelus did love to learn something new. “I know a high speed train must travel very quickly, but what do you mean when you call it a tilting train? That is not a term I am familiar with, when it comes to trains.” He wanted to know more of Florian’s passions. Even trains. At the mention of the ferry, he nodded. “The Ferry is very convenient! I love being on the water; the sea air is really quite something. We used to take sailing adventures each year when Hektor’s kids were younger. It has been some time since we have gone out though…how do you feel about being on a boat?”
“I am sorry to hear that you could not see the countryside from your seat on the train, Florian.” Angelus wondered why they didn’t simply shut off the lights? With night travel, surely the mortals on the train would have wished to sleep. “Fortunately, you will get to experience many lovely nighttime views here. While they are not the same as the countryside you travelled through, they are still beautiful.” Or so he heard.
“Most Immortals often do, despite the dangers. Ah…I should tell you…so you do not worry,” ” He said with a nod before he smiled very softly. “…I do not experience the same dangers from the sunlight as the majority of our kind.”
[voice message] I'm going to be there in about half an hour! You wanna come pick me up? Sorry it took longer than planned, the daylight is a real bitch sometimes.
[voice message] See you soon!
[voice message] Hektor and I were already out, so that gives us the perfect amount of time to reach you in the car. Obviously, I am not driving.
[voice message] You will have to tell me how the daylight effects you. Some breeds of our kind seem to be a bit different.
[voice message] See you soon.
Angelus had Hektor wrap up the errands rather quickly so that they had enough time to get to the small port of Amoudi Bay where the ferry would be docking. He had requested to accompany the man because he wasn’t exactly sure when Florian would arrive, given various factors with transportation like trains and ferries. When they arrived, Angelus exited the car and made his way to the slip. As he walked, local passersby greeted him politely, and he smiled and greeted them back. (Tourists usually gawked, but he ignored them until they spoke to him directly.) Once he reached his destination, he sat one of the large rocks there, waiting patiently as he listened for the telltale sound of a motor and water splashing against the sides of the boat.
When he heard it approaching, he stood up and grinned, clearly excited for Florian’s arrival. The pale, tall ancient was known to locals, but it didn’t prevent him from standing out like a sore thumb among the others that were waiting
[voice message] I'm going to be there soon so I'll keep an eye out. As for daylight? ... I dunno. I always kind of assumed it was a no-go so I've never once tried to test it.
[voice message] See you so soon!
As the boat pulled up, Florian grabbed his stuff and hopped off the boat. It was super easy to find Angelus - of course it was. He did rather stand out. Not just because of his looks but his aura too. There was just something about him. Florian assumed he did not have any kind of aura so he called out loudly to alert Angelus.
"Hey! Angelus! It's me, Flo. Good to see you again!"
At the sound of Florian’s voice, Angelus’ grin grew even larger. He carefully and confidently walked to him, the few people around him getting out of his way as he approached the other man.
“Hello, Florian,” he said, holding is hands out to the other. He’d have to ask if he preferred Florian or Flo. “I am happy that you are here.”
“I listened to your last voice messages just before getting out here. We can speak about that when we are not in mixed company. Hektor has the car waiting for us. Did you need assistance with your bags?“
"Nah, I got it." Florian didn't really have much, he packed light for the benefit of easy travel. He didn't like messing around with luggage, even if vampirism had given him a considerably better core and muscle strength. Somehow. He wasn't entirely sure why he was feeling the best he ever felt since he died but he supposed that was just a fun little perk.
"Thanks again for picking me up." He looked at Angelus and took in the sight of him, up close and personal, unable to believe a guy like that invited him somewhere this beautiful.
Maybe he should be on alert. It could be a trap. They were vampires - maybe they should be more devious or something? He wasn't sure. "I can't wait to see the place. Like I said, I'm used to apartment city living, much less beautiful."
“Ah, yes, of course,” Angelus’ said as his hands fell back to his sides. Even if Florian didn’t bring much, the blonde was attempting to be a good host by offering. Gentlemanly, even. He didn’t read into the refusal either. Younger people often denied assistance, as he had learned.
“You’re most welcome. There is a cab one can take, but I wouldn’t dream of making you pay for such service when you have already bought train and ferry tickets to get here. Besides, this allows for even more time in each other’s company,” Angelus explained smiling serenely as he felt the other’s eyes on him. “Come, the car is this way.”
As they walked up the path back to where Hektor was waiting, the local people around them greeted Angelus politely and by name but also kept out of his path so as not to obstruct the way. No one seemed afraid of them or even suspicious. “The whole town is beautiful. The air is as clean as it can be, given the use of cars and other motorized vehicles here. My home has a wonderful view of the bay, not that I can appreciate it properly, but I do love standing out on the patio and enjoying the nice winds, or just floating in the small pool I have out there. I do hope you enjoy your time here.”
When they came up on the vehicle, a man with salt and pepper hand was waiting for them, leaning against the passenger door facing them. His skin was very tan from being out in the sun most of his life, and it showed the signs of age that any man nearing his fifties might have. At the sight of them he broke into an amused grin, popping the trunk of the car with a click of the key fob as he opened the passenger door for the two of them. “Close the trunk after you’ve stowed your belongings,” the older man directed at Florian, appearing completely unbothered by the two Vampires as he then got into the front seat of the car and cranked the engine.
“Florian, this is Hektor, my caretaker, housekeeper, assistant, and friend. He is rushing us because his wife made fresh baklava tonight.”
"Okay, thank you. Nice to meet you too, Hektor. I'm Florian, you can call me Flo." Florian introduced himself to Hektor with a smile as he tossed his stuff into the trunk and closed it carefully. He didn't want to risk damaging the car or slamming it.
He opened the door for Angelus to get in, hoping he wasn't being too forward in helping. "I got that for you. You want to get in? I'll sit in the back."
With a smile, he had to laugh. "I don't blame him for being in a rush. I would be too."
Angelus stood there a moment next to the open passenger door as Florian so politely got the door for him. How chivalrous! But not where he wanted to be.
Smiling serenely, he took ahold of Florian’s hand and bumped the passenger door closed with his hip. “I will be riding in the back with you, Flo. I will not make you sit by yourself,” He explained, his hand sliding along the side of the car until he came to find the handle for the backseat. He opened it and climbed inside, essentially pulling Florian gently along with him. Hektor looked terribly amused by the whole thing from his place in the front seat.
Once they were buckled in, the blonde spoke again, “So tell me of your journey here!” Meanwhile Hektor shifted the car into gear and began driving them down the road.
".... thank god nobody questions my relationship preferences."
“Be careful; I thought the same. Then they descended upon me.”
"Yeah, you know, it's not like I don't think it could happen to me, but you're a vampire though. You've got the fangs I don't, and for whatever reason when you get the fangs you see everyone wants to know your business... and I think they think once you've got them instantly you're expected to sleep around or something. That somehow anything you kept of your humanity is stripped. It's really fucked up. It really is. I get it you're all predators, but you were human, you have your preferences and underneath everything you still are with all the positive and negatives that come with that."
“I will not deny that when I was a much younger Vampire I spent many a night in the arms of others. I know now it was driven by the desire to be close to someone, anyone, and now I am much more…discerning,” he said with a shrug. “I think for others perhaps, it is the first time they can do perform such activities with reckless abandon without being concerned for the more severe consequences, aside from the emotional ones. Mind you, this is not an excuse, just an explanation.”
“Yes, am still just man who was once human—perhaps a bit more than human in my case, but I’m also a monster, Vincent.” He shook his head. “Monsters have preferences, too, I suppose. And unlike many of my…peers, monogamy is one of them. But though I keep some things more close to the vest, I find being honest to be rather exhilarating.”
If you could have one night of intimacy with any celebrity and it be okay with Florian who would it be? That's your pass.
I’m sorry to bore you, but I honestly do not know. I enjoy listening to movies, but you must understand that I cannot develop the same attachment to actors that many other people seem to through their charming good looks. I can only hear them.
So, I do not really pay attention to who is portraying who…
".... thank god nobody questions my relationship preferences."
“Be careful; I thought the same. Then they descended upon me.”

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is your monogamy also boring?
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