Order Through Might

  Remus has been away for way longer than he planned. Attending to outside business. The vampire was catching up and there was a lot to catch up on. He was following a list which he hated but he knew he had no choice since he wanted to get caught up. He had asked about the mayor of the town and his search lead him to the castle gym. “I will say more of other and personal business Richard. I thought I get caught up with you and get to know you,” he answered with a charming smile. 

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Gideon let himself into the home and sought out Richard as he made his way out to the gardens. It was always interesting when someone was sure that because Gideon appeared to be the most calm of the council members that they thought he would be easiest to approach. Looks could be deceiving but he was always willing to give someone a fair chance. A small grin hit his features as he stood with hands behind his back. “Oh, well. In that case, consider me ears. Are we staying here in your garden? Or would you like to get something to eat.”

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Duncan shifted his weight as he leaned up against the wall behind him, arms crossing over his chest just a bit tighter as he did so. He scoffed, if he was getting tired of him he could easily find someone else. He almost prefered that over the constant pestering he had been doing. “If you grow tired of me why don’t you find someone else to bother? Surely you could find someone else more enthusiastic to suck on parts of you.” He wasn’t going to be that person, the very idea of being compelled into doing so made him balk a little.

His face fell again, how was that an even trade, clothing shouldn’t require what he was offering him. “A candy cane? Are you serious?” He sounded as shocked as he felt. “You’re crazy, wouldn’t that hurt? The only place that is to be minty fresh is my mouth, asshole.” 

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   Richard raised an eyebrow at what the other was accusing him of. “I never said anything about you sucking on any parts of me, I said I could make you enjoy the action, which simply implies, you were thinking about sucking on parts of me entirely on your own.” Humming, “Which parts exactly would you want to suck on my body? My finger? My cock?” As Richard spoke the hand on the human’s ass began to squeeze. He shrugged at the question. 

“Eros, your people have created something so simple yet so delicious. Who would have thought simply mixing feta cheese, cucumbers, tomatoes, olives, onions, salt, and olive oil. All the food that goes into it is so simple, and yet also so elegant at the same time. The Greeks are such interesting people. They have such amazing ingenuity.” 

“Ah Remus, council-town business I suppose? Or were you just looking for me for other reasons?” 

“Gideon, so glad you could join me here, I know the trip from the castle can be quite time consuming for someone important, but I promise this meeting promises to be just that, promising for our little community here.” 

“So, what exactly will the town be looking at in terms of any events upcoming. I know Valentine’s is a big one, will we be seeing any such festivals in our streets? I know our storekeepers have enjoyed this expansion in involving our town in said invites, they’ve seen in increase in both sales, and exposure to new costumers.” 

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Duncan face fell as soon as he realized just who had come up to him, his arms growing more tense around him in an effort to protect himself from the other. He really wasn’t going to have a very jolly time during this party, not with him now coming around to bother him. “I’m not doing that for any price, now go bug someone else.” He said, his tone as annoyed and angered as he felt. Of all the people to find him this one was the last one he wanted hanging around. He was already saying ridiculous things and asking him to do even more ridiculous things. “Who is going to keep me safe from you? No thanks, I’m good just standing right here.”

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   Sighing when Duncan rather childishly protested the terms being offered. He rubbed his temple lightly. “Your desire to fight me on almost everything it grows tiring, just as it much is amusing. You know I could just compel you to obey me, I could probe into your mind and make you a very happy cocksucker. Not that I would, though there are many others who could do the same.” Still his hand snaked onto Duncan’s arm, squeezing it, before sliding it down to grab his ass. 

The outfit he was literally forced into wearing covered barely anything at all, and knowing that he kept himself where he could be the warmest. There was no way he was going to go anywhere dressed the way that he was. He’d never worn such a thing in his life, and now he had to parade around as though he was fresh meat. Of course it dawned on him then that he was fresh meat, especially to the vampires that surrounded him daily. In his attempt to keep away from everyone else he found himself against the wall, close to a corner, that seemed much warmer than anywhere else. Arms crossed over his chest, idly looking down at his feet when he noticed someone else coming up to him. He’d tense up wondering just who had decided to come bother him, “You’d find better company with anyone else.” He said, knowing if it were one of them saying such would do him no good. 

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“Now that work has ended, might I offer you a drink? I have found that working relationships are enhanced when the parties know each other personally. I am familiar with many members of the council.....but not you. I would like to chance that....if you find that an acceptable arrangement.” 

This was by far the most interesting place he’d ever landed himself in, and he had been in plenty of hot spots in his life. Nothing compared the enormous castle he found himself in, not just in but under with a bunch of others similar to him. Similar, not the same, he was learning quickly that they were all different in their own way. The human sat on the edge of his cot a hand anxiously moving through his hair as he thought about nothing in particular. He felt too scattered to really fixate on one particular thing, and sitting down wasn’t helping him much at all. So rising to his feet he was about to take yet another lap around the place when he nearly ran into someone. He hadn’t been looking where he was going until the last minute, stopping and pulling himself back stumbling a little as he did so. “Whoa, sorry– nearly got you there.” He’d say, hands coming up to accompany the smile. “I didn’t get you, did I? I wasn’t expecting someone to just be there.” 

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   Richard was leaving a meeting with several of his former councilman colleagues, they had been planning Christmas in the Village. He was quite excited for the Holiday season, his time in the mortal world had actually brought him quite a bit of enjoyment. Christmas and Hanukkah had been a rather important time in New York, and he had to oversee both Christmas and Hanukkah events in the city. He could certainly understand why they had brought him in for civil leadership, few of the vampires had had the direct handle on municipal leadership that he had had. He was currently leaving the meeting and returning to the village so he could get to work on implementing early aspects of their plans, until someone almost walked right into him. Frowning, he looked them over before they spoke. It was a human, and they didn’t sound particularly bright, but they were pretty. Smiling, 

It’d been days of Isaac laying around, sitting around, staring at the fellow unlucky beings also collared and made to live here and counting down the seconds until he was able to go above to the garden for an hour. One thing that was consistent and took up most of his time when there wasn’t anyone to talk to or anything to do was prayer. The most important thing, he believed. Sitting upright, legs criss crossed, eyes closed and hands easily resting in his lap, Isaac would sit like this for hours. Still and quiet yet mind racing to search for a link to the Heavens. Someone would hear his call for help. But as the days ticked by, he was starting to wonder if the collar did more than dim his halo and make his wings absolutely useless. Was it also disabling his ability to commune with the Heavens? To call for help?

After what seemed like hours of radio silence, his eyes finally opened and he took a deep breath in. It was hard not to feel deserted in this place when he’d prayed for days so earnestly and so frequent. Only to be met with the deafening silence and the reality that he was still in the undercroft. It took him a while before he realized tears were starting to fall from his eyes, cascading down his cheeks. Hurriedly wiping at them, he looked to see if anyone saw him. Hopefully not, he thought. But that didn’t stop him from letting out a shaky laugh and sigh. “It’s quite dark down here, no?”

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   Richard felt for the celestials of the castle, their refusal to break free from their father’s grip as he had so long ago, but also their longing to return to him, to Heaven, when this place was so dark he doubted he would ever turn his gaze to it. He was currently in the mood to rent a slave, when he found such a Celestial right now, actually crying down in the Undercroft. He pitied them, knowing such tears would only invite others to mock him and torment him further. 

“Oh yes, it is very dark. Hopefully dark enough that no one has seen your tears.” Pulling out a pocket square, he offered it to the slave. “Dab, gently. So not to leave your eyes too red and puffy. Others down here will take advantage of such perceived weaknesses. And considering how pretty you are, I doubt they will be gentle when they do.”