#adrasian

[familiar-finn]

Finn wasn't far behind Adrasia with a plate of his own slice, fork hovering just above it while he waited for his friend's critique. "Thank you." He beamed proudly and dug into his dessert, humming around his fork and mentally patting himself on the back. "So, how's livin' with Rochefort goin' now that you've been with 'im a minute? Have you properly settled in?"

Adrasia -- well, he wouldn't call it hovering. He observed the process intently and once Finn's creation made it safely to a place he gave the familiar what he viewed as a polite and appropriate clap. "Oh, well done, thank you," He smiled, finding his way back to his seat at the counter to give the offering a try. After the main course, the silky sweetness of it was almost a shock. Adrasia sat with the first bite a long moment, just savoring the flavors on his tongue, before he went at the rest with quiet enthusiasm. "Very good," He praised after he'd chipped away at a good half, a bit apologetic as he glanced up to make sure the other was also enjoying his own food.

[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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[mannythejaguar]

The illusion shattered soon as they separated, time and reality resuming around them. Manny's face burned full red now as he quickly ducked his head in an attempt to hide the color or, well, convincingly blame it on the cold. Curiouser that he noted a similar reaction in different forms from Adrasia, watching the celestial out of the corner of his eye a moment until he lifted his head. The cold at least soothed the heat under his skin. He held no expectations for a repeat of what happened between them during heat week, though that didn't diminish any desires to if Adrasia felt the same. It was difficult to say if the older man did or didn't, not without asking anyway. And even as the berserker's lips parted, those weren't the words that came out.

"It's all right," he reassured Adrasia with a warm smile. He cleared his throat. "Even if you had injured me I heal pretty quick. And you wouldn't be my first ice skating-related injury. We should keep moving." The younger of the two gestured with a tilt of his chin towards the rest of the folks on the ice and how they'd stopped in the way of traffic. "Think you can give it a go on your own?" he asked, pushing off his foot and moving forward slow enough for Adrasia to keep up.

The trouble, Adrasia was realizing, with making exceptions for extraordinary situations was that even once the situation passed, the memories lingered. His lips had found Manny's only once before in the midst of the shifter's heat and it had been easy enough to explain away his own interest through the offering of aid. But the fact remained that the celestial knew what it felt like to kiss the other man and he shocked himself in that moment, with Manny flushed and close, by thinking of it again. His smile grew a little nervous, a little amused still. "We will not get very far if this is what I have to resort to every time we stop," Adrasia replied, scolding only playfully. He straightened on his wobbly skates and made himself let Manny go, trying to play off the strange bashfulness he felt as he pushed his hair back behind his ears. "I should not have done that, really. If I'd actually fallen you would have been doomed with me. I would hate to injure you in an attempt to teach me something new."

[aneirin-ap-mouric]

Leather (from Gwyn, motherfucker)

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

[owltried]

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[councillor-roland]

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It had taken Roland rather longer to actually make this decision than it usually did. Often he made decisions quickly and jumped into things, not one to linger too much on the consequences or details. If he wanted something, he generally took it. This, however, had required more consideration and Rhys' approval, of course, but it was high time he'd put in the request. Now that it had gone through and the new collar had been purchased and suitably enchanted, Roland was excited. He'd never claimed a slave before and had never thought he would. His feelings about that and circumstances had changed, however, and it was going to be very novel. He'd lived with lovers before but never with a slave. Of course the vampire had already taken the liberty of outfitting Adrasia's room in his suite with his own lavish taste though he would hardly be against it if the celestial wanted to decorate his own way. It seemed only fair to start him off with something, however, and he fully intended to take him shopping for a new wardrobe once he'd picked him up. The drab Undercroft clothes certainly wouldn't do for something of Roland's, he only kept beautiful things, after all.

The vampire glided with his usual elegance and grace on his way to the Undercroft but there was a notable spring in his step and a sparkle in his eyes. One hand carried an elegant velvet box inside of which was Adrasia's new collar, a beautiful piece of gold and diamonds. No doubt it would indicate just who he belonged to to anyone who glimpsed it if they knew Roland even a little. Reaching the Undercroft, he sought out the angel, knowing he would be down there with the claim through but not having sent guards or any forewarning because he wanted it to be a bit of a surprise. Finally spotting him, Roland grinned and walked over.

"Bonjour, mon ange. I have a surprise for you." He held out the box for Adrasia to take. "A gift, if you will, of a rather permanent nature." Roland clasped his hands behind his back and waited for the celestial to open the box and take in what was inside before he explained further, though he didn't feel like he could wait too long. "You're mine, now. As of today, you'll no longer wear that dull brown thing nor continue to live down here. You'll wear that instead and stay in my suite." Roland grinned. "Shall I put it on you and see how it looks?"

[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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[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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[thereapernoel]

"If you could." He said with a laugh. "Pious when you have no right to be. Walk in another's shoes and you can't even take a step without tripping over yourself. Fumble your way home." His smile was still there with cruel amusement. "Once was enough to make my point and I won't argue that. It would do us all a world of good." He said not letting the smaller demon do whatever he pleased because he had so much more mischief to pay in Manny's body. "If you see Mr Henderson on your way be a dear and give him my good tidings."

That smile sealed Adrasia's certainty and his - Finn's lips curled into a painted snarl. The stranger in Manny's skin was taunting him and the expression they were forcing onto the shifter's face looked horribly out of place. Adrasia could barely see straight for anger it conjured in him. It was a disgusting violation, to find oneself in another's body and think only of how one could toy with them. If it were a possession and the celestial in his own flesh, he simply could have forced the intruder and but things were not so. "Will you not reveal yourself?" He growled, shaking the other once, "You have no right to play at Manny's life! I would force the shame on you if I could." The other's mockery was enough to bring Adrasia back to himself, knowing he was walking a dangerous path letting the emotion Finn's body was so keenly aligned with flare higher. Disgusted with himself, with the entire situation, he shoved the not-Manny back before any urge took him to do worse. "Keep yourself away from me. You have already fooled me once; I have greater need of a hole in my head than your escort."

[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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[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."

[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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[mannythejaguar]

"Then it'll be a date," Manny confirmed, hoping he didn't sound too excited by the prospect, which he was. He enjoyed spending time with Adrasia, whatever they wound up doing. There weren't many in the castle the could say that about, actually, which was shocking he found that with the celestial and one or two others in a place like Krovs Castle. That smile still played on his lips, green eyes twinkling as he could only imagine watching some of the first few movies and seeing how they evolved in such a long lifetime. "Sadly, I have no recollection of that movie," he chuckled, following the other in their dance still. "What was it about, do you remember that?"

"Why would I not be?" Adrasia said with a light sort of curiosity, still smiling, "I would be glad to share your company. And to expand my knowledge, to be sure." Roland would have to agree to let him go then, but the celestial was beginning to grow used to the notion that he would always need to consider that limitation now. "I watched some of the early ones, when the medium was fresh," He said after a moment's thought, "I confess I do not remember their names. I have seen many glimpses of films on others' screen." He had travelled so much, had always remained moving. The luxury of sitting in a dark room for many hours only to indulge in fantasy... at the time, the angel could not wrap his mind around it. Not for himself. "I remember one with a scene like this," A small laugh slipped out, Adrasia stepping them into another slow turn, "A man and a women, dancing out on a patio while their children watched. She was blonde and short-haired like you, I think. Let me see if I can remember..."