#merekhopper

[kresnikxkaden]

"I hope whatever pulls you away is for fun reasons," Kaden said, smirking a little. "You ought to enjoy tonight." Probably an ironic statement coming from himself as he planned on working the rest of the night shortly. Fully intentional since Kaden enjoyed his job, even here in Krovs. It was better than parties for him.

"Oh, hanging around here, I suppose." Merek didn't spend very much time in town, though he always enjoyed visiting the bars there. The pyromancer figured he might as well take advantage of the night to enjoy a few hours between the two. "Unless I'm pulled away for one reason or another, of course. I might head to Cannabites for a bit too."

[raidenproulx]

"So how's it our councilman of France becomes a familiar and the chief of staff he's fucking is a half witch and the little boyfriend kresnik he's got as a salve is one too. Real convenient." Raiden was speaking normally for Raiden as he stood behind the chief of staff, but normal for Raiden was always a threat because Raiden was just that at every moment he existed. An ever impending threat to someone's well-being or existence should they say or do the wrong thing.

"Hate for you to decide to resign." Raiden waited for him to turn and acknowledge him in the hallway not caring how public it was or the fact he was overtly making an obvious threat. Those dully clever eyes fell to him with that alluringly charming smile. "Now would be where you start convincing me all the reasons to keep you inside this castle and not move this somewhere else. Cause I'm not great at portals so not sure all of you's going to come with me when I take you out of here to tear you in fucking half."

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[officermorozov]

Ransom couldn't say he was ever a fan of Merek. He was too flirty with the councilman and masters, which always made him wonder what the hell Kaden saw in the pyromancer. Obviously something Ransom was missing; sure as hell wasn't a heart of gold. The police chief couldn't keep the look of annoyance from his features when the fire wielder walked into the police station assuredly looking for the kresnik who wasn't there.

Ransom was on his way out, one of the rare times the half dragon wasn't in uniform. Maybe the first time Merek saw him outside the undercroft not in the normal police uniform. "If you're looking for Valentine I'd suggest you speak with Gaudet." He informed. "As I recall you two are pretty close."

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[drluciengaudet]

Lucien had been waiting for the pair to his costume. He understood Kaden's role with Ransom's current situation as he was one that helped put the black dragon there, though wasn't all that pleased watching Raphael parade around with his pet knowing the ghoul's predilection for dragons. He hesitated to bring it up only because Raphael's absurd accusation of his own unfounded preferences. Kaden he chose because of his age and abilities and outside of that his interaction with witches was overly dramatized by his sire. Perhaps he dabbled with one or two on the rare occasion.

He'd broken away from Raphael briefly to step outside Euphoria and make a call to his missing kresnik, who unsurprisingly, didn't answer his call. The moroi was weighing what would trump him in level of importance and as the night progressed. He has a mind to remind Kaden of his priorities until one of the witches he dabbled with came into his peripheral. The man always knew how to pick just the right costume for Halloween. Perhaps it was fitting of his title as chief of staff.

Lucien wasn't at all subtle about letting his eyes roam over the exposed skin and large wings enjoying the hell out of the tight pants. "Mr. Hopper, I didn't expect to see you here." The moroi said tucking his phone away into his costume. Perhaps he should have had Merek as his pair, at least the man could show up. "Lovely costume, the wings seem like they might get in the way." He observed reaching out to touch them wondering what they were made out of and because it brought him closer to the pyromancer.

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[witchysethharper]

Surprise surprise Seth was at Cannabites once again celebrating the oncoming New Year. It would more than likely be his last end of the year and start of a new one that he'd be able to enjoy so why not go all out, right? He'd drank himself into a good mood and mostly hung out at the bar because that's where Shade was and really he was the only person Seth wanted to spend the majority of his time with, as sad as that probably was. That feeling would also probably fade away (again) in five minutes once the cambion opened his mouth and 50/50 shot said something offense and/or stupid to piss Seth off.

Although Seth had to actually let his friend work and serve others, which left him alone for the moment when a castle coworker rolled up next to him. Hard not to recognize Merek right away when the pyromancer had a talent for standing out. "Hopper," he greeted him, leaning back so he could appraise the older witch next to him. The corner of his mouth curved up in a crooked smirk. "I'm almost shocked to see you down here in this place. Thought you would've been in Euphoria tonight."

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[drluciengaudet]

"But?" Lucien queried and found actions spoke louder than any words when his shirt was lifted and Merek was in his personal space, as if the pyromancer ever respected it in the first place. If he wasn't so good at not only his job, but a few other things Lucien would have had a lot more to say about a lot of things. Fortunately Merek had a lot of merits that kept him where he was, though did have Raiden step in when he saw fit not that those requests didn't have their own price.

There was a part of him that had missed Merek's touch and he had been avoiding and disregarding the pyromancer because of his anger towards him. Lucien was the type to hold a grudge. It didn't take long for his pants to loosen and helped remove them and stepped out of them slipping off his suit jacket as well. "You don't have a plan at all, do you Mr. Hopper?" He wasn't sure Merek ever did.

The pyromancer knew that he'd probably run out of luck one day and that his charm would stop working on Lucien, but that was a problem for the future. For now, he was just pleased that he'd been given permission to apologize in his own kind of way and the pyromancer's grin made that obvious. "I thought about starting to beg for your forgiveness on my knees, but..." He didn't have the patience, personally, to draw things out. It had been awhile, after all, since Merek had gotten his hands on Lucien with how upset the man had been with him. The chief of staff closed the rest of the distance between them to kiss the master, his hands moving to hike up Lucien's shirt in order to start working on getting his pants out of the way.

[masterxhunter]

Spending most of his evening in the town's clubs, Hunter made his way to the enchanted park, just to see what they'd done with the place. A maze? That could be fun. The Viking (for the evening) contemplated entering, wondering what nightmares would trouble him if he dared to do it, when he caught the scent of someone very familiar. He grinned as he caught glimpse of Merek, his attention switching from the maze to the pyromancer.

The vampire headed over, giving the other a once over as he took in the costume.. which he didn't recognise whatsoever. "And who're you supposed to be?" He asked Merek, slipping a bloody arm around the other's waist to pull him closer.

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[nicotine-noah]

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Noah was used to be rented fairly frequently and that's the way he liked it. Granted, every now and then the rental didn't got the way he wanted or he ended up with a shitty master, but he was willing to put up with a lot if he got bitten and fucked in the bargain. His last rental had been wit the Welsh councilman, though, and Noah had...very mixed feelings about that, a lot of them more negative than positive. As if that stupid encounter had set off a chain, he'd had a couple more less than enjoyable masters and then a dry spell of a few days. The cambion was fucking fed up. Not getting fucked or bitten regularly made him more able to focus on all the goddamn negative energy around him that he could sense but not feed on and it put him in a terrible mood. He was desperate to get out of the Undercroft, very much putting himself on display for any master who came down but it didn't seem to be working.

It wasn't a master he spotted as he paced like a caged animal in the common area but the Krovs chief of staff, Merek Hopper. They'd met before, flirted pretty outrageously, and Noah had heard good things in general around the castle about him. By all accounts, he sounded like a good time though he didn't seem like he rented a lot of slaves. Noah decided he was going to change that, at least today, because Merek was hot and Noah was more than a little desperate and tightly wound.

In a move he never would've pulled with a master but figured he could risk with a staff member, Noah walked right over to Merek and pulled him into a rough kiss, pressing against him hard, hands fisted in the pyromancer's shirt. He kissed him for a long moment then pulled back. "Think it's about time you took me upstairs, Hopper. Promise you'll have a good time."

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"I suppose there is a certain appeal." Roland agreed, grinning, though closed that teasing gap almost instantly to grab the back of Merek's head and pull him into a rough kiss. It was even better than usual with the spell, every touch more exquisite and making him shiver even harder. Roland had less patience than usual, though, and used his speed to slam Merek back into the wall even as he ravaged his mouth, dragging his claws down his chest to cut clothing and skin alike.

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[nahimarchive]

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with his self-guided grand tour of the castle complete, nahim could finally begin to feel settled. whilst he had no intention of spending all his time here – he was all too aware of his presence being required back in valletta whilst malta processed the passing of marcellino and accepted the ascension of nahim. it was far too big of an ask to expect the coven (though he loathed addressing the others in such a manner, it felt far too theatrical) to shoulder the burden of sociopolitical matters; they had made their collective stance abundantly clear following marcellino’s death: they wanted nothing to do with anything relating to the council and though it was inconvenient, nahim had graciously accepted their reluctance to be even slightly useful. 

plucking his phone from his pocket as notification after notification made it impossible to ignore, nahim sorted through the array of various messages and emails as he moved on autopilot, drifting through the corridors as if he’d inhabited the castle for far longer than a handful of hours. the sound of a door closing behind him pulled him from his technological distractions in a heartbeat and he paused, turning to face the source with a curious smile as his gaze settled on the chief of staff. “merek, isn’t it? or… am i incorrect? i’m still trying to match names and faces.”

[rhysdasiorarchive]

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It’d been some time since Rhys had found himself with a moment of genuine alone time. Life had been pulling his attention in several directions simultaneously with an agonising force and his mind and magic were suffering as a result of it. It wasn’t anything to worry about – not yet, at least – but willing himself to be firm enough to set the boundary of needing a little time to simply be by himself and gather his thoughts was always the first step he’d taken in the past whenever things were beginning to feel just a little too much. Occasionally, bouts of hitting the reset button on his brain through isolation were a necessary evil. Locking up and warding his office for the night, Rhys diverted from his usual path to Roland’s suite and headed for the game room’s bar with the sole intention of finding a quiet corner and nursing one too many drinks as he attempted to get his thoughts in some kind of order, no matter how counterproductive it was. He’d been so caught up in planning out his self-contained downfall that he failed to register Merek’s presence whatsoever, practically barging past the chief of staff, coming to an immediate stop as realisation dawned. “Shit, I’m so sorry– oh. Hey, Merek. It’s been a while. How you doing?”

[kresnikxkaden]

After his conversation with Magnai on Christmas that rubbed him the wrong way, Kaden couldn't stop thinking about it much as he tried. It wasn't a big deal, he knew what his relationship with Merek was and that he'd never manipulate the pyromancer through his emotions towards him. Emotions that were mutual, by the way. But what ground his gears most was that his boyfriend was out here oversharing things with people who didn't need to know certain details and people who enjoyed involving themselves in that weren't their business. He liked keeping most personal things private save for those who needed to know.

He asked Merek to meet him at the diner near the police station after both their shifts. He sat in his usual booth, the host and server recognizing him with how often he and Ransom ate here. Kaden looked up when he spied his boyfriend, smiling and waving him down. "Howdy, darlin', how was work?"

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[raidenproulx]

"Going for Great Gatsby there? You got the lying part down, don't you?" Raiden said coming up next to the pyromancer that now he had his attention since their last meeting. His back was on the bar as he looked out at the castle guests. "Nice little party you got going here. Do this all yourself?" He already knew that answer. "Surprised your boyfriend isn't with you or is he attending his master. Least one of you learned his place. Can remind you of yours if you need it, dove." The last said with a sinister grin.

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[officermorozov]

🖤 - From Merek

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

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[drluciengaudet]

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"You say that as though you have something to hide. You wouldn't be hiding things from me, now would you, Merek?"

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[witchysethharper]

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"What? Why on earth would you ever say that?" Seth scoffed indignantly. Outside of Spring Mischief that was definitely true. He found Merek physically attractive, sure, but Seth also wasn't in the habit of normally sleeping with everyone in Krovs like many of the folks who came here for such delights. He was honestly still here for the paycheck as his prime reasoning. The pyromancer's wandering gaze wasn't lost on Seth and he laughed lightly, twirling a strand of hair around his finger. "Well, whatever it is, it's working really good. What are you up to now? You wanna grab a coffee or, like, something?"

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