#adrasian

[mannythejaguar]

Manny immediately clocked Adrasia in the light pink suit, that mask hardly doing anything to hide the celestial's identity. He polished off the last of his beer and set the empty glass down on the table for a server to take. He carefully worked his way through the crowd until he caught up with the claimed slave, Manny swiftly seeing Roland's influence in the regal-looking outfit for tonight that fit Adrasia perfectly.

"Wow," he breathed out, his mouth curving into a smile while green eyes did a quick, respectful once over up close and then back to meeting Adrasia's masked gaze. "I'm sure this isn't the first time you'd hear how incredible you look tonight. The color suits you." He cleared his throat briefly. "How's your dance card looking tonight?"

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[familiar-finn]

Finn probably should've canceled his plans with Adrasia this evening. In fact, he considered it the moment he saw what Gareth picked out for him to wear –– more pink lingerie as part of his punishment. Didn't feel very fair to Finn that he was getting punished for something he didn't even remember doing, but what could he do? And yet as much as he thought about calling or texting Adrasia for a raincheck, who knew how long this might go on for and Finn had no intention of hiding out until Gareth got bored of these outfits again. There were a lot worse states Adrasia could see him in than decked out in sheer pink from head to feet. He'd already seen the start of this shit on Halloween and Christmas anyway. This time, he at least had the decency to give his friend a little notice that he was in some slight trouble with Gareth so it wouldn't be a completely shocking sight... maybe.

He'd already started prepping and cooking the other's requested meal, a couple pots and pans on the stove in the kitchen. It'd been a minute since he went Mexican, though he had no complaints on spicy food. Hearing Adrasia at the door, Finn folded and tightly tied his robe closed around himself as he walked through the house to answer it, ensuring he was as covered as he could be by the time he opened the door. "I'd say 'don't start' but I think it's a little too bright and impossible to ignore, isn't it?" he sighed. He backed away from the door so that the other slave could get out of the cold and into the warmed house. "Look, this probably isn't the worst situation you've seen me in." Best to get it out of the way and then move off it for the rest of the night.

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[nottheangel-raphael]

Since Raphael and Lucien had agreed to meet up later once both done occupying their slaves for the evening, that left the ghoul with plenty of time to spare in making his rounds, both inside and out of his club Euphoria where he planned to spend most of his evening as the owner.

It wasn't hard to notice the celestial slave he'd had so much fun with last time, Adrasia dressed in a cloth that hid very little of his divine body and the slave seemed to be struggling with keeping up. He was about to have some new struggles as Raphael popped open a portal to collect the wings he'd plucked off the younger's back not too long ago and had them made into a costume piece. For now he removed his polo shirt and letterman jacket as he donned the white wings as if they were his own and moved towards his prey with a charming smile plastered on his features.

"Aren't you looking just absolutely heavenly this evening," the ghoul all but purred, immediately right in Adrasia's space. His dark eyes flickered deliberately over every inch of the exposed skin, lingering on what wasn't shown, and back up again. "You almost remind me of Dionysus. Is it ironic, angel, that you're dressed as a god?"

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[drluciengaudet]

Raph and Lucien shared similar tastes when it came to many things, but there were those few they differed on. Who they spent time with when apart couldn't be more profoundly different. Though he was very aware of who it was that was on his sire's calendar and that took his time and attention no matter how trivial. There was good reason his sin was envy.

He'd been dancing with his sire, which was rare for him to do in any setting, but it was a holiday, one Raphael enjoyed when he broke off to get a drink. It was there he saw a slave, one he'd not met face to face. Lucien wasn't one to ever go to the undercroft save for the rarest of occasions never caring for the filth of it and thinking he was far above it and those that resided there.

The costume he didn't recognize, really it could be anything with how generic it was. There was a disinterest in his gaze as it roamed over the collared creature. "What is it you're meant to be, a decoration?" He posed leaning on the bar not having to give his order because the bartender knew it. He was Lucien Gaudet after all.

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[kresnikxkaden]

How Kaden Sees Adrasia

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[aneirin-ap-mouric]

Leather (from Gwyn, motherfucker)

Just you wait until our Sire hears about this, Imp.

[owltried]

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[masterxhunter]

If there was one person that Hunter was determined to track down during the Halloween celebrations, it was Adrasia. The pretty celestial had been so entertaining to toy with during their time together, so Hunter just had to see what costume the slave had been dressed in. He tracked him down by his sweet scent alone, approaching him in the crowds in Euphoria, with his axe in one hand and a drink in the other.

"Angel, it's been a while," Hunter purred as he approached, letting his eyes trail over the other's form, enjoying the costume and how much skin it displayed. "Missed me?"

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[thecharleswinchester]

After doing a bit of socializing, Charlie had settled himself at the bar in Euphoria with a glass of whiskey in front of him. The dragon had been talking some with his coworkers, debating just going behind the bar to help out with how crazy busy it seemed to be at the moment when he spotted a familiar face. Taking a slow sip of his drink as he looked over the costume that Adrasia was in, the younger slave's eyes narrowed slightly. "So...are you supposed to be a Roman emperor or something?" Charlie asked conversationally, setting his glass down on the bar. "Not that it looks bad or anything -- looks damn good, actually -- but who forced that on you?"

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[thereapernoel]

Noel was grabbed and put his hands up in surrender feigning an innocents that befit the body he was in, but not the person inside of it. "I'm not sure what you're insinuating, Adrasia." The smallest smile pulled at the side of his lips because he knew he was caught, but there were so many people he could be in the castle. "I'm only here to help. Isn't that what you came to me for? Help, lost little lamb." His grin grew wider. He looked down at the hands that roughly held his shirt and back at the angel in a demon's body. "What's it like being a demon, do you enjoy it? Overcome with wrath. A new feeling I'm sure. How you evoke that in so many with such pious views. Perhaps it's time you seek your master before you find yourself in more trouble than this little body can handle, no? Do you need an escort, little demon?"

Adrasia could feel the eyes on him and set his jaw, glaring at any who met his gaze as if the threat of retaliation had ever been enough to keep the vampires away. Finn was a claimed slave and a recognizable one at that -- surely no one would press their luck. Adrasia was counting on that and on the benevolence of the shifter beside him, giving Manny a worried smile as he stepped away. "Alright..." Adrasia murmured, brows pinched, but he couldn't stare after him for long when it was quickly necessarily to gauge if anyone in the crowd was looking to take advantage of him losing his guard. When Manny returned though, his mistrust was quickly proven to be angled in the wrong direction. Adrasia was caught a moment attempting to make sense of that strange smile and then found himself being dragged exactly towards the last place he wanted to go, eyes going wide as they shot back to the shifter. "Wait!' He blurted, confusion and suspicion mounting swiftly one after the others, "Manny, what--?!"

Whoever had their hands on him, they were strong enough to wrestle the now-familiar on stage, until Adrasia was pushed towards the pole fast enough to be forced to catch himself on it. He found Manny in the crowd, staring back against the glare of the stage lights at him in disbelief. There was a wolf whistle from somewhere in the crowd but he didn't even register it, trying to untangle the betrayal. There could only be one answer that made sense, unless the hybrid's demonic side had been buried even deeper than Adrasia might have dreamed of. The moment he considered that Manny might be suffering under the same spell as he was, Adrasia felt that rage rising again. How dare this stranger masquerade as his friend. Finn's collar put no inhibitions on the demon and for that reason Adrasia only had to think of closing the distance that had been forced between himself and the body of the shifter to do it, the familiar's teleportation vanishing him from the stand to surge up against the other's front in an instant, his hands balling up in the shirt of this must-be-false-Manny. "Who are you?" Adrasia demanded roughly, too wrathful in that moment to even care that they were making a public scene.

[mannythejaguar]

"Adrasia, hey!" Manny called out, waving down the celestial slave he spotted. With Adrasia being claimed now and possessing a cell phone, it made it easier to make more definitive plans to meet up in town during the Christmas party. "You look good." Like, really good, actually from what he could see of the other's outfit underneath the outer layers. It wasn't what he expected Adrasia might wear yet the greens and golds suited him. "How're you enjoying your evening so far?"

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[familiar-finn]

Finn excused himself from the suite in order to avoid murdering anyone today. Between Gareth starting his nonsense with him about Morozov and Bradley and Silver bickering, the familiar sure felt his sin turning everything in sight red as blood. He dipped out to run a few laps around the castle property and burn some of the violent energy until the rage settled. He'd not tracked his mileage though he'd ran long enough that he felt a semblance of fatigue settling in and began sweating underneath the summer sun's heat.

He slowed to a walk and cut through the inner castle gardens to head back inside, taking his time to get back inside. Must've been mid-day already what with the slaves out getting their mandatory hour of daylight with supervision. Finn couldn't resist snooping around, checking out some new faces that might've joined the ranks when one in particular made him double take. A certain celestial with long dark hair and flawless features set in a stoic demeanor. Course he remembered that same face up in the front lines during the Second War with him, the two of them searing their way through vampiric armies with hell and holy fire. Wrath and diligence had a tendency to work well together despite being opposites in that whole good versus evil sense.

Krovs had a tendency to reunite the demon with blasts from the past in the worst way possible. That excitement quickly fell to disappointment seeing Adrasia here –– it definitely was the same Adrasia from 200 years ago he confirmed upon closer inspection –– and collared as a slave. How fucking ironic that the two of them fighting for the same thing wound up in the same place after all.

"Adrasia?" he called, strolling up to the older. A crooked grin tugged at his lips. "Thought that was you, angel face. It's been donkey's years since I've seen you, though I hate that it's in this fuckin' place. How long've you been 'ere?"

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[nottheangel-raphael]

How Raph Sees Adrasia

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[nicotine-noah]

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Dancing was fun at the best of times but it was even more fun with all the drugs and booze coursing through Noah's veins. He'd long ago lost track of everything he'd taken, just relishing in the fact that he could take things at all and finally be messed up enough for that undercurrent of anger he always had to go away for a while. He absolutely intended to get as fucked up as possible but he wasn't yet at the point where he couldn't remember anything (though he was very much aiming to get there). He was feeling pretty damn good, though, crushed in among the other dancing bodies, the bass thrumming in his chest and his head spinning just enough to make it amazing. All the exposed skin from his costume made it even better, as someone's hand trailed over his hip and someone else's lips touched his neck. The name of this bar was accurate as hell because euphoria was definitely what Noah was feeling right now.

He actually did need a break, though, as much as it felt like he could've kept dancing forever. Noah also needed another drink. He managed to make his way to the edge of the dance floor and stumble his way free of the crush of bodies only to bump into someone, spin, and trip falling sideways into a booth. He landed on his back, arm banging off the table which stung brightly for a moment before he burst out laughing at how ridiculous that was. Well, at least he was sitting down now. Hauling himself into a sitting position he blinked as he noticed there was already someone in the booth and across from him. "Hey." He grinned, squinting and not recognizing the person. "Some fall, huh? My ears crooked?" He reached up to adjust the ears on their headband, unknowingly making them a lot more crooked than they had been and laughing again. The guy seemed familiar and Noah dropped his hand from the headband, turning to face him properly. His ears were ringing from the music and his vision was a little blurry but the face finally came to him and he slapped the table as he remembered. "You're the pushy angel!" Far from sounding offended by that, Noah was delighted he'd remembered. "You drinkin' vodka?" He leaned across and grabbed Adrasia's glass (after a couple failed attempts) and took a sip, making a face and nearly spitting it back out. "Water? The fuck kinda bullshit is this?" He put the glass back down, clearly disgusted, and enthusiastically waved over a waiter. "Hey! Yeah, we need shots like now. Like...four shots of..." he squinted at Adrasia again, trying to think of something fun but it was kind of hard to think at all. "...tequila! Lime and salt too."

[kresnikxkaden]

"I could say the same," Kaden said, smiling warmly with a touch of sorrow touching his eyes as he saw the guard on duty shepherding the slaves back inside. "You make it sound like he's been tortured when I guarantee he loves it," the kresnik laughed. He stood back up, extending a hand towards the older celestial. "It was a pleasure meetin' you, Adrasia, I reckon we'll see each other again soon."

"You must be used to this sort of conversation," Adrasia said quietly, "Overeager prisoners, chomping at the bit for justice. I know how the young ones can be," There was a melancholy affection in those words, "I have had to give this kind of talk myself before. You're only hoping not to see anyone get hurt more than they have to."

He did smile to watch Kaden with his hound, though it was a muted thing, clearly still lingering on their conversation in his mind. "Perhaps I should release the both of you then," The celestial murmured, smiling just a little wider as Ares shut his eyes in clear enjoyment of his master's touch, "Allow the poor creature a bit of respite. There are two of us throwing, after all, and only one of him to catch." Kaden seemed so able to move from the darker subjects to the light -- borne of experience, surely... or at least a simple desire to not linger in painful things.

[lorenzoxreyes]

Having a rare day off was absolutely bliss. Did Enzo need to work so much? Probably not, but he did enjoy his job at the castle, even if a break was needed every so often. Still, he'd managed to find himself down in the undercroft anyway, this time dressed in more casual attire, being a black t-shirt, black jeans and a black paid of boots, just to keep things.. y'know, light. He'd only really gone down there to give something to Manny, and on his way back up had spotted Adrasia sitting alone. With Enzo being a guard, it was his job to learn all the names of all the slaves in the undercroft, but he'd had very limited interactions with the celestial.

"Adrasia," he greeted, giving the slave a smile. "Odd to actually see you down here. I've heard the masters up top have been keeping you busy," Enzo continued, helping himself to the seat that was available next to the celestial. "We've not formally met, but I've escorted you a few times before. If you don't recognise me, I will be offended," he teased. "I'm Enzo."

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