#threads;adelric

silver. it had been laced with silver. ama should have known, but how would she? it was so rare that things were given to her, and the flowers even had eric’s name tied to them. it seemed strange that the witch would send them, instead of just coming to see her. it wasn’t questioned though. ama would always take something from her witch, but when a thorn is pricking her skin, sending the small particles of silver into her system, she knows it immediately.

she was going to die.

out of the sudden, hard need for comfort, rather than the realization that she could call eric to her instantly, her fingers are going for the trinket that had been gifted to her. the portal is opened without her realizing it just as she hits the floor. by the time eric’s wrist is open and pressed to her mouth, the vampire is already going blue.

tears. from her and from eric. she could even hear him yelling at her. begging her to move, to drink, to do anything- try as she might though, nothing happened. it was even difficult to breathe. a small whimper is let out, bubbling out some of the blood that was trying to go down her throat. just a small muscle movement was needed. it didn’t take much. could she?

ama was scared. she had just met eric, and they had so much more to do, so many years to live out with each other, and to think it would be cut so short by her own stupidity-

her throat contracts, letting some of the blood down.

Like ice trickling down his spine, the witch had known something was wrong, very, very wrong the moment whatever it was had happened. And all he needed was that one touch on the other end of the trinket before he was at her side in the blink of an eye and.. Oh god it was almost as bad as he’d feared. 

“A-ama.. Amaris! H-hey, please, p-please look at me, stay with me I’m here I-I’ve got you” His wrist was slashed open, the vampire cradled in his arms in a matter of seconds, and fuck he was crying. Harder than he had in a while, more fearful than he’d been in a long while. She was drinking, slowly but it was progress, and he nodded, pressing their foreheads together, whispering soft, shivering words of encouragement all the while as his own hand scanned over her body. 

“I’m here.. I’m here you can do this. Just keep drinking Little One I’ll take care of the rest..” Eyes burned a pale purple, nearly silver now as he felt it, the particles in her blood that tried to take her from him and his eyes glowed brighter as incantations.The Elementalist’s trembling hand scanned over his frame, finding and guiding the small particles from her blood until they lay suspended in the air above his palm. And a brief, bright, angry flash, they were gone, and his hand was free to card through her hair, eyes slipping closed. 

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This was... unlike him. Not unprofessional by any means, simply.. unlike him. This shoot was a little different. It was him and Hyunbin ans always.. but there was another, slightly...broader model here as well, Eric was apparently his name. And Lux, for the life of him, couldn’t figure out why he was certain he didn’t like Eric very much. “There you are” The blonde hummed with a smile, hand resting, pressing against the small of Hyunbin’s back as he walked to the two who where chatting after a shoot, smile as polite as ever. “I do hope I’m not interupting your conversation.”

 Eric looked up first with his own polite smile, “Oh no, not at all. I was just asking for a little introduction since we’ve had a few shots taken but haven’t had time until just now to speak, Isn’t that right, Hyunbin-ah?” He looked away, smiling to his co-worker with a tilted head in a way that, for some reason, made Lux’s fingers curl just slightly into Hyunbin’s jacket, 

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“….You? Really?”

Adelric looked the younger one up and down with a sigh, leaning against the tree. He looked a lot younger than most expected when summoning an ‘ancient, timeless, and powerful magic user, but general annoyance was a thing easily conveyed regardless of age.“Well, what is it then? You better not have summoned me here to make some person love you or something like that..”

Llyr wasn’t prepared to see this…person suddenly appear in front of him. They looked…annoyed? Whatever, Llyr wasn’t sure, he just continued to draw his little dirt drawings with the stick he held - he had seen these symbols in a book Kristofel had, but Kristofel yelled at him before he had a chance to find out what they meant, but they were pretty cool anyway. “Make someone love me? My brothers love me already though” The Pisces scrunched up his nose, shifting his weight as he stayed crouched down. “Are you a genie? Is it true that I only get three wishes?”