#rpconrad

Hope smiled at her father as he held her hand, walking her into the library. Since Trevor got to visit Mr. Conrad then Hope wanted to see him too! “Hello, Mr. Conrad.” She greeted politely when they reached the front desk. “My dad says you can help me find some books.”

Conrad could not help his appreciation of Isaac’s thoughtfulness. It also must of took a bit of time to make sure that they weren’t something he already had in his collection either.

Either way, he mostly appreciated them as well, and he knows a few others would do the same too. “Thank you, and these are in very good shape too for the age.” He still then said, still wanting to show his thanks to the other in any way possible. “Did you want to stay for a short, or are you still in the midst of a job?”

He made no comment on the the picks Isaac got for himself. Sure the vampire wasn’t one into manga like the other was, but hey, at least the other still had something to enjoy himself with too.

In truth, Isaac didn’t have much difficulty finding which books were absent from Conrad’s collection, that information was readily available on his G.O.A.S.T., but he was going to keep that little secret.

“I’m just glad they meet your approval. It’s always a bit of a long shot to see what turns up in second hand sales.” Not that Isaac would pick something obviously about to fall apart. “Sadly I can’t stay this time, I was just passing through before heading on my next mission. Next time lets hit a night cafe or something, my treat.”

A beautiful day with clear skies overhead was ideal to close his shop on. If someone had a rush job for him then he’d tale care of it later, but it was mostly at night, when no one else was awake, did he get most of his customers.

But today Asutsuo was setting aside his role as a necromancer, and rather in dealing with souls, he sought only chocolate today. White chocolate truffles to be exact. 

“Don’t you forget my chocolate parfait!” Stolas squawked from Asutsuo’s shoulder, flapping his wings violently.

“I won’t.” That bird could be so demanding at times, ah, but Stolas did so much for the Faust line...

Entering his favourite cafe Asutsuo and his demon familiar eyed one man with silver hair at a table as they headed to the front counter. A Vampire? In broad daylight? Interesting...Fufu... “I’ll have all of these.” He pointed to the white chocolate truffles in the display case.

“But sir, those are our most expens--”

“--I’m aware. I’ll take all of them. Oh, and a chocolate parfait for the bird.”

The poor waitress eyed them both with unease, looking ready to shrink down to nothing and run away. “I-I see. And how will you be paying today?”

Honestly he didn’t have the means or the capabilities to have a whole room as such, besides, this mostly was ran out of his own good will as it was, and he had to rely on assistance from those that came by just to even keep some means going. It wasn’t like there was a massive supernatural underground that allowed him to maintain such a presence as easily in this world. Though he would have liked there to of been something like that, as it would make things far easier.

Though right now he did still have a guest to assist, considering he knew at least one of the boy’s fathers quite well in that regard. “Yes I do, I have a lot of them that I think you wouldn’t mind using to help learn with.” He then said, even though one or two were out of date, that was in it’s own section. Keeping the ones that were most recent at the least where he knew most people would want those resources as she showed Trevor to them, then again, he knew the boy would be big enough to be able to find which one on the shelf he felt comfortable with using as well in that regard.

Trevor nodded with a smile and thanked the librarian again, happily following behind him to where the books were. He’d gotten a few computering books already and had an idea of which ones he wanted to look at. When led to the right shelf Trevor pulled one off for Python, flipped through it quickly then pushed it back into place. As smart as he was he could tell that one was a bit more advanced, after all he was smart enough to know when he didn’t understand something.

Conrad’s attention perked up at the moment he heard Isaac’s voice speaking to him. Did he see what was being added in at the time? Hopefully not, though with how Isaac’s tone was, and the package of tea that was brought, it was apparent that he picked a bad time for this.

“No worries, I don’t mind a little bit of tea on occasion with visitors. I didn’t expect you to come in unannounced.” He stated, trying to act a bit calm about this. Though really a part of him was quite a bit concerned that Isaac may say something to compromise his reputation with what he had earlier.

“Regardless…what brings you in during this time.”

There Isaac stood, a to-go cup of tea in each hand with a disappointed look on his face. Coffee, coffee everywhere...

As for the blood, as much as it squicked Isaac he knew Conrad was a Vampire and that was how they sustained themselves. It wasn’t at all polite to comment on it.

Immedately Isaac’s usual friendly expression came back. “Glad to hear, two cups of tea at once is a bit much for me.” He set one down on Conrad’s desk and leaned on it, sipping at his own cup. “Sorry, this is one of those ‘in the neighborhood’ kind of visits. The G.O.A.S.T. said things were quiet here, so I thought a bit of company wouldn’t be an imposition.”

@moonlightscholar

It had been done in broad daylight, yet not a soul had seen it happen. A body was dumped on the doorstep. The smell and decay suggested she’d expired a few days ago. Worse still, a set of fake mouse ears, a tail and even a nose had be attached to her with crude stitch work. The presence of blood suggested it’d been done while she was still alive. A note was left with the body, just in case Conrad’s intelligence was all boast and he needed things spells out s l o w l y.

‘Oh Conrad,

Send a chocolate to my muse:

@moonlightscholar​ asked:  (super super super late but friend chocolate sent to Isaac)

It was past the time of year Isaac expected to get much in the mail, especially now that his marriage to Page was widely known thus causing a significant drop-off in love letters. Yet a small package arrived for him just the same. Looking to the letter with it Isaac smiled as he saw an apology in Conrad’s perfect penmanship for the late valentine gift. The librarian always was so careful with the gifts he picked out, so Isaac was tickled to receive anything from him. As he opened the box the sweet smell of chocolate wafted out and Isaac knew he was in for a real treat. Of course, he’d share them with Page, and once all were eaten he’d send his friend a thank you card.

CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES.

Isaac frozen when he was caught with his cat Schrodinger over his shoulders, doing squats.

“Yes, Doctor.” Isaac sighed as he let the cat down and crawled back into bed. Page sure picked a good nurse to have on standby. Isaac fully believed Conrad could keep a 24 hour vigil with ease. Even if he was sick, Isaac didn’t feel tired so he wanted to move around! What was he supposed to do all day if he couldn’t work out or train or even dance!