nightmare fuel

"I would think you'd be too busy to find time to pay me visits, Grimshaw." Stigr shot back with a smile of his own, stepping further into the office so that he was closer to the desk. It was no surprise to him that the younger man would be interested in having a position like this, though amusement shot through the vampire's eyes as he looked back at the other man. "Oh, I'm not so sure of that. I rather imagine you were given this position because of who your sire is. Raphael is very influential, after all."

"Me?? Too busy for you?? My, Stigr, you wound me." He, of course, was not at all wounded. Dramatic in the way he played out this wound as if he had been. He walked in closer to the other vampire, not minding whatever boundary the other might have set for himself. The ghoul saw them as an invitation to do as he pleased whenever, anyways, a thing that hadn't changed with his change. "Oh! Has my nepotism gotten ahead of me? Perhaps, he doesn't have a way of getting what he wants when he wants it." He shrugged, it didn't bother Grim a bit either way. "Why are you here? Is this your way of saying you miss me?"

First visitor? Hwan sighed. That meant this could take a while, didn't it? People got sentimental about that stuff. "I thought, as staff, it was important that I come visit," he stated, voice barely above a bored monotone. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"That's cute, offering yourself up to me." He felt so entertained by the prospect, of course he had no need for his services at the moment. Didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the company while it presented itself on a nice silver platter. "Is there? What could you offer me?" He asked, leaning back to sit on the edge of his desk.

"Grimshaw...? Can't say I've heard that name before." Definitely wasn't the weirdest name that Brendan had heard since coming to Krovs, however. He forced himself to stay as still as possible as the man walked around him, absolutely detesting feeling like something on display, and instinctively moved to cross his arms protectively in front of himself once the older man stopped. There was a slight twitch to the human's jaw at the order to undress and it took him a second to do as instructed, a small huff sounding from Brendan before he listened. He set his clothes off to the side and straightened, raising an eyebrow at Grim. "Happy?"

"I'm pleasantly surprised that you didn't attempt to barge into my suite after you arrived." For whatever reason, Grim seemed to enjoy trying to get underneath Stigr's skin, although the vampire rarely gave him the satisfaction of a reaction. It was lucky for the ghoul that, for the most part, the councilman found him amusing. He stopped near the desk, sliding his hands into his pockets as he regarded the other man. "Yes, well, mayor is quite the step up from the bank. Gives you quite an amount of power." And plenty of ways he could draw fear from people if he chose to. "I'm sure you'll do an excellent job."

"Plenty of time to do that." He smirked, he had a great enjoyment in being an annoyance to the councilman. It was always too good the reaction he got from him, and now that he was a vampire things could be extra entertaining. He had all the time now as he was going to be living here for an indefinite period of time. "More power than I've ever had. The pros of being turned, hm?" He looked at him, wondering if he truly meant what he was saying. He wouldn't be the first to pray for his downfall though it might not have been his flavor. "I know I will, it wouldn't have been given to me if there had been any doubt."

One of the few places that Brendan hadn't spent a lot of time at since coming to Krovs was the village. There had only been one instance when a master who had rented him had wanted to go shopping for a little bit and the slave had soaked up getting out of the castle and being somewhere that felt a little more normal than the castle.

This was the first time he's ever rented any of the slaves that lived beneath the castle. It was a brave choice to pick one without actually seeing who they were. In the end it really didn't matter, any body would have done on principle. Just being able to was all that really mattered he would find use for the boy regardless. Practicing his self control in feeding was high on his list of things he could do. Though he wouldn't be able to stop himself from dancing around his head to find what made him scared. Fear will always be his favorite meal even as a vampire now.

"I'm honored to have the privilege," Raphael beamed. Anything really could fluff his ego it seemed. He glanced around Grim's new office as he strode up to the desk, smiling at his newest fledgling that now held position of town mayor. Course he was the first visitor because he'd been involved in the planning and preparations. "How are you faring so far, Bones? You settling in nicely?"

It was an honor the ghoul would give to his creator of sorts as he had a big hand in where he happened to be. Few years have passed since his turning yet he still hadn't quite gotten used to having a solid presence around so often. "Faring quite well. Enthused about the prospects of what I'll be able to do for this village." And for himself if he had to be entirely honest. Making sure he got the gains in whatever choices he made for the village.

Iah just liked meeting as many people as he could.

"Maybe you have. Everyone carries a little bit of it wherever they go." He said, sniffing the air as he moved closer to the guest. "What is it that you fear? Can be small or big, whatever it may be, I know you have it within you."

"And here I thought it was some kind of joke," Seth laughed softly as he entered Grim's office. Word in the castle got to him quickly when he worked directly for the council as a magic consultant about the nightmare's return as town mayor. Naturally, the witch-turned-gancanagh tribrid came to see for himself. He smirked at the older demon. "See you've made yourself quite home here already."

"It still could be, dear Seth." He laughed along side him, he leaned himself back onto the edge of his rather large desk. Of all the people he had been most excited to see Seth was up there in the top three. He looked good and different, too, something he wondered had any effect on his dreams. "Do you like it? Much bigger than my old place. More room to get up to no good." His face morphed into a dark smirk, dark eyes roaming over the other. "How have you been?"

Stigr had heard about the new mayor in town, admittedly not all that surprised that Grim would seek out a position of power somewhere. The vampire had decided to pay the younger man a visit, making a rare trip to the village and he strolled into the room after knocking. "Grim." He greeted with a faint nod, glancing about the room before his attention fully returned to the other man. "I see you've made yourself right at home."

"Stigr! Aren't you a sight for sore eyes." He said, sounding as delightful as any ghoul could manage. Though for him it might have sounded far more cheery, he couldn't help himself but want to bug the old vampire. Back when he was just a demon he sure had his way of doing that though now it opened up a few more avenues for him to go further. "It's easy to come back, now this time my office is so much bigger. Though I do miss the smell of the bank from time to time." He did just suck in some air as if to remind himself further. "All that fear, money is tied to so much of it."