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Stigr went silent for a second when Manny stopped in front of him, tilting his head as he took in the outfit that the guard had been forced into. "That is very true." He agreed after a moment, though there was a sliver of amusement in the vampire's voice. "Though I personally am rather enjoying the view at present."

Gareth had decided, for now, to hide away in his suite for a few hours so he wouldn't have to deal with the chaos of Spring Mischief for awhile. The aswang had settled himself in front of the TV in the living room to watch an old sitcom and was mindlessly watching it when Finn came running into the room. Ignoring him since he figured the familiar would just go right to his room, Gareth was caught off guard when his slave sat on his lap instead and kissed him. The master paused, blinking, and stared at the older man for a few seconds in silence. "Finn." He greeted, shaking his head and narrowing his eyes at his slave. "What are you after here?"

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“Oh, I dunno.  The fact that my dick is gone and replaced with these.”  Charlie rather dramatically clutched at his chest, almost sounding like he was sulking.  Though that was quickly replaced with a wide eyed stare when he finally looked up at Raphael and saw the man was in his demon form.  “Huh...see, now that spell I like.”

the first came in the form of a red carpet and an army of hungry eyes behind a barrage of camera flashes, at the front of the hotel. the very public appearance of wesley eyre after almost half a decade of absolute silence. the media was going to have a bloody field day.

throughout the blinding ritual, zahara stood very rightly, spoke very nicely and smiled very politely. her arm linked in wesley’s to both aid and support, as well as to soothe the inherit stubbornness of which he had no shortage. “you are allowed to smile, darling,” she said through one of her own, “it’s a charity gala. not a funeral.”