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ph_logs2023-10-11 08:28 pm
lordoftheozarks) wrote in ph_logs2023-10-11 08:28 pm
Vampire Zoomies!
Who: Lord Erik Osborne (lordoftheozarks) & Open!
What:Following Erik Drinking Eddie's blood until he dies Erik has gotten himself a little blood drunk and silly. Vampire zoomies!
When: Immediately after linked thread
Where: All over town/woods feel free to pick any place even if not listed
Warning(s):Erik will be acting slightly high/drunk, talk of blood/blood drinking, potentially nsfw
He's buzzing with vitality, more full than he's been in longer than he can remember. He's so hopped-up on blood he barely knows what to do with himself.
First, he tries running it off in the woods, a pale blur darting through the trees. He gets in so far he can't even hear the town anymore and, still, his skin crawls with power begging to be used. So, he goes next to the cliffs, scaling them with bare hands and feet in a matter of minutes. That takes a slight edge off of it. Enough that he feels he might safely be able to go to town.
With his shoes in his hands, not even bothering to put them back on, he dashes to town. He's unbuttoned the front of his shirt, as well, because for once he's actually hot. Almost unbearably hot! It will be noticeable to anyone who looks at him; he's flushed bright red all the way from his chest to his cheeks.
He slows once he reaches the town square, walking with a slight list to the left like a drunkard. Ooh, his head is a little fuzzy too. Now he remembers why he doesn't tend to let himself overindulge. Wisdom tells him he should go home and try to sleep this off, but the mischievous part of him thinks there might be better things he could do to take advantage of all this endless stamina.
"Pleasant evening," he's wearing a bold fang-filled grin of pure lust. "Want to help me wear myself out? I'm offering my services for free tonight only."
lordoftheozarks) & Open! What:Following Erik Drinking Eddie's blood until he dies Erik has gotten himself a little blood drunk and silly. Vampire zoomies!
When: Immediately after linked thread
Where: All over town/woods feel free to pick any place even if not listed
Warning(s):Erik will be acting slightly high/drunk, talk of blood/blood drinking, potentially nsfw
He's buzzing with vitality, more full than he's been in longer than he can remember. He's so hopped-up on blood he barely knows what to do with himself.
First, he tries running it off in the woods, a pale blur darting through the trees. He gets in so far he can't even hear the town anymore and, still, his skin crawls with power begging to be used. So, he goes next to the cliffs, scaling them with bare hands and feet in a matter of minutes. That takes a slight edge off of it. Enough that he feels he might safely be able to go to town.
With his shoes in his hands, not even bothering to put them back on, he dashes to town. He's unbuttoned the front of his shirt, as well, because for once he's actually hot. Almost unbearably hot! It will be noticeable to anyone who looks at him; he's flushed bright red all the way from his chest to his cheeks.
He slows once he reaches the town square, walking with a slight list to the left like a drunkard. Ooh, his head is a little fuzzy too. Now he remembers why he doesn't tend to let himself overindulge. Wisdom tells him he should go home and try to sleep this off, but the mischievous part of him thinks there might be better things he could do to take advantage of all this endless stamina.
"Pleasant evening," he's wearing a bold fang-filled grin of pure lust. "Want to help me wear myself out? I'm offering my services for free tonight only."
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Yeah, he's not spreading the details of Eddie's business around, but it's clear he's aware of the loose details. Oh, not Erik's involvement, but the rest.
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But there's a coldness now in Angel's eyes, anger held on a very, very thin tight leash. Yes, he knows Eddie literally asked for it. He's struggling to care, though. He wants to scream, or to hit Erik, or to cry.
He can't cry, though, he's missing the parts. His hands ball into tight, tight fists, tense like a tight-wound string or a far-stretched rubber band.
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"I'm sorry if that upsets you. But, I'm sure he must have told you his plan?"
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He remembers Eddie talking about his ex-wife and about his mother and Angel's trying to be not-them, even if he doesn't know who he's being instead, and even if it hurts.
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"But, I chose to answer his advertisement because I believed I could end his life in the least painful way. I took great care to make it as comfortable as it could possibly be."
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Slowly, Erik reaches a hand out to hold Angel's shoulder.
"He told me his reasons and I could not deny them. You could not, either. He was determined. If it had not been me, it would have been another or himself. This was better."
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“He’ll be back, I know he’ll be back. But I’m still not happy he’s gone. He’s…he’s special.”
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When Angel moves into the touch instead of away, Erik goes bolder, stepping close to wrap an arm around Angel's back.
"Spend the night with me? I will be a gentleman, you have my word. But, considering the pain I've caused you, I'd like to make it up by keeping you company while you wait for him to return."
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Walking right past the L-word, not denying the truth of it or making a huge deal of it. Externally, at least. Internally, there are a lot of alarms going off. Especially considering how resistant Eddie was to doing romance. Should everyone know they love?
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He'll let Angel have that dodge. He isn't denying it and that's good enough. Clearly, Angel has some things to think about.
"How do you tend to spend your nights? Do you know how to play cards?"
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"I also know blackjack. Join me. Let's find a set of cards at the pub and play for a while."