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Post by Sven Kenji on Mar 31, 2017 4:13:25 GMT
Upon arriving to the small home, Sven waited for the door to be shut behind them before pulling his cloak away from Sei and allowing him out. However, he stayed close to the boy and looked straight at Riku as he offered to make up the den for himself to have some space, his silent answer an obvious decline to that offer. He remained silent as Riku wandered off, a few moths flitting out from under his cloak to explore the small place for him as he kept his hood up. He had not moved an inch by the time the blonde man had returned, his head turning in his direction to see him wearing such an outfit. He said nothing for several moments before he tilted his head down to look at Sei before looking back up and guiding the boy to follow after Riku. "Meat is good for you," he responded as he gestured for Sei to sit down at the table as he finally took his hooded cloak off. He folded it up and carefully set it in Sei's lap before he followed after Riku into the kitchen and began to look around for anything else that the blonde man had in the kitchen. "Do you knew how to make stew?" He quietly questioned him, looking through the fridge then for any other ingredients he could possibly steal to help the man prepare the meal. This man...seriously needed to go to the store or something. He straightened up after several moments and looked straight at Riku with a serious expression, almost urgent if even. "I will need to go to the market to put more food in this place. This is unacceptable." He stated in a serious tone as he looked at the blonde man as he closed the fridge then. Gods, just how was he still alive? Word count: 312 Tag: Riku Tajiir |
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Post by Sei Karasu on Mar 31, 2017 4:53:21 GMT
"I have been watching you. All of you... All of your lives, with a thousand eyes and one."
Sei looked around the place, observing every object and room, watching everything being built and crafted, some things with care, some things by machine. Still everything was interesting. Eventually he found himself being led to the kitchen and plopped down, where he decidedly inspected the life of the chicken. "No thank you... I do not.. Consume... Processed food." Sei pressed down on the folded cloak in his lap, just making sure it was neatly folded.
Riku had been about to open his mouth about the whole making a stew with chicken thing, when the boy spoke up, and the blonde raised an eyebrow. "Where the hell did you find this kid?"
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Post by Sven Kenji on Mar 31, 2017 5:24:42 GMT
Sven glanced over to where Sei was as he spoke up, saying nothing until Riku questioned where he found him. He turned to grab a random item, an orange luckily for the boy, and quickly threw it at his head. "You will eat anything served in front of you without complaint or I will shove it down your throat until you choke on it to death." He spoke quietly, yet in quite the threatening tone that would be unwise to take lightly. After that he turned back to Riku and crossed his arms. "I am his caretaker. I do not remember where we have run into one another over the years... But it seems that we run into one another enough for us to become familiar with one another." He spoke, the obvious amount of his talk to the man a sign of him relaxing. "Will it just be the three of us tonight?" He asked, casually changing the subject to avoid any further talk of the boy in his care for the time being. Word count: --- Tag: Sei Karasu |
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Post by Sei Karasu on Mar 31, 2017 14:17:48 GMT
"I have been watching you. All of you... All of your lives, with a thousand eyes and one."
Sei caught the orange with little trouble, as he usually never missed. He supposed his powers were quite handy sometimes, and it was really odd for anyone to be able to catch him off guard. Sven was the only person thus far who had ever managed. And even then it was a rare event. The ashen haired teen just went about peeling the orange, sniffing it a few times. At least it was organic... He paid no mind to Sven's tone as he threatened him. "If you could see what I do... You.. Would not eat it either..."
Riku just nodded a bit as the boy was explained to him a bit. "Eh. I dunno. Kyrarei might return, but it'd probably be really early in the morning. Or he might just crash at the club like he usually does." There was a hint of contempt in his voice, but still, the blonde went about trying to find something different for the boy to eat. "Well. I could always run to the store for something. I suppose I could make you a salad if you wanted, I just figured you'd need some protein in your... lack of a diet."
"Salad... Organic?" Sei tipped his head to the side a bit. After all, he had organic fruit so possibly he would have organic veggies.
"Mostly. I can keep out the stuff that isn't." Riku ran a hand through his hair before pulling it up into a messy sort of bun. It was probably a little strange to see the blonde in such a way, as he was always so neat, even when it came to his appearance. He moved to wash his hands before taking things out of the fridge and setting them on the counter in front of the boy. "Take your pick."
Sei made a bit of a face and pushed some of the ingredients back towards the blonde, who then returned them to the fridge. Once he had chosen everything that he wanted, Riku went to the sink to rinse it all thoroughly. He cut up the things that needed cutting and threw it all into a bow for the boy before setting it in front of him. "Dressing?" But Sei shook his head and took the bowl. "Oookay then." Riku shrugged. "And what about you? What do you want to eat?"
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Post by Sven Kenji on Mar 31, 2017 14:41:39 GMT
The silent man watched as Riku offered to make the boy a salad, just hanging back as he observed the two and as the boy picked out what he wanted. When the boy took the bowl to go eat it, the corners of his lips twitched slightly - the closet thing to a genuine smile that he could show without...trouble arising. He was quiet as Riku asked him what he wanted to eat, simply watching Sei for several moments before turning his attention to the unusually unkept man. "I will go out to the store. Cook what you wish and I shall eat it when I get back." He told him as he began to walk out of the kitchen, pausing by Sei to place a hand on his shoulder. "You stay inside this house and stay away from windows. Do not speak to anyone aside from this man here. Eat as much as you can and go straight to bed." He instructed him, leaning down a little to tell him that. He then squeezed his shoulder gently before he straightened up and pulled his hand away. Sven glanced over to Riku once more, scanning his eyes over him briefly. "I will try to have Kyrarei come home while I am out. Watch after Sei and make sure he gets to bed. Do not do anything I would willingly kill you over." After that he turned away and departed, leaving his cloak with Sei so that he wouldn't attract that much attention despite the thick book attacked to his hip by a bind of sorts. Word count: --- Tag: Sei Karasu |
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Post by Sei Karasu on Mar 31, 2017 17:25:55 GMT
"I have been watching you. All of you... All of your lives, with a thousand eyes and one."
Riku just watched the two for a bit as they interacted. Not that Sei really did much interacting. Sei just nodded a bit and munched away on his salad. "Bed? So early?" But still he supposed he couldn't really argue with the other male. As much as he did want to go back to that building to look around some more, he supposed he would get plenty of time to look around while he was enrolled. The blonde just nodded to the male about taking care of Sei and watched as he left.
"Well. You heard the man. Eat up and get to bed. You can take the guest room upstairs I guess. I'll get it ready for you..."
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Post by Sven Kenji on Apr 1, 2017 2:37:40 GMT
Sven had ventured away from the home Riku had taken him and the boy too, first going to the store and buying plenty of things for Riku's kitchen and for Sei to eat. It took about an hour or so for him to complete his shopping trip, soon sending the groceries on their way with a demonic hound he summoned once out of sight of other people. Once he was sure the groceries would make it to their destination, the demonic hound not one to go away unless he forced it away, he turned and made his way towards where he was sure Kyrarei was. It took a few minutes or so to get to the club, perhaps twenty total, and entered it with ease. He ignored people as he searched the area for the a specific man, not caring if he had anyone with him at the moment. He eventually found the man he was searching for and approached the place he was at, stopping behind a younger looking fellow silently. He looked directly at Kyrarei as people around the area started to fall silent a bit in an uneasy manner once he just stood there silently as he looked at Kyrarei and waited for the man to speak to him. Word count: 212 Tag: Kyrarei Riei |
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Post by Kyrarei Riei on Apr 2, 2017 7:08:04 GMT
This hit, That ice cold Michelle Pfeiffer, That white gold
This one for them hood girls, Them good girls,
Straight masterpieces
Stylin', wilin, Livin' in up in the city
Got chucks on with Saint Laurent Gotta kiss myself I'm so pretty
There were plenty of things in life that he enjoyed. Fine wine, aged alcohol, designer drugs, exotic women. And all of those things, and probably plenty more, he enjoyed right here. He tended to cater towards college students, but all kinds were welcome. To be quite honest, the place could really use some touching up, taking out the trash so to speak, but he let the local riff raff do whatever the hell they wanted, so long as the police were never called. It wasn't odd for strange people to come into his home and do weird things, especially not when one was on acid or lsd, which, most of his patrons usually were high on something. Still, it was odd when some of them grew unusually quiet.
But he knew this man, he had seen him before. Hell, they had even gone to school together once upon a time. Sven had been in his graduating class after all. Still, the man had not aged a day. How on earth they had let him in when he looked like that was really beyond him, after all, it had been almost 11 years since Kyrarei had ended his educational career. He had definitely aged in that time, maybe not mentally, but he had definitely filled out, more muscle, less, scrawny chicken.
"What can I do for you, mate?" Some sort of friendly gesture was made for the other male to sit, of course, Kyrarei didn't bother removing the girls from his lap, but one of them stood anyways, beckoning towards the other male. "Come to partake in the better side of life?" Of course he seriously doubted that.
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Post by Sven Kenji on Apr 2, 2017 17:08:20 GMT
The silent man merely stared more at the other before him as he greeted him with women in his lap. That sight alone caused the corners of his lips turn down slightly in a frown. Now, this didn't seem right either... As one of the women stood up and beckoned towards him, he merely moved his gaze towards her and stepped forward, only to grab her wrist and pull her past him and away so he could sit by Kyrarei. He said nothing still for a few moments before he leaned closer towards the man and calmly grabbed the other woman by her throat, his grip firm. "Go home. And stop acting like a whore." He told him in a steely calm, but quiet, voice. He slowly tightened his grip on the woman's neck as he kept eye contact with Kyrarei. "You are a child without discipline. You will regret this habit of yours in the long run. So go home." He spoke, releasing the woman's neck then as he shoved her away and leaned back. "I will not leave until you do so. And it would be unwise if you stall." He spoke as he then moved his gaze away to look in a different direction for a few moments. "Do not heed my warning... And your precious place will be overrun by my creatures. Everything you cherish here destroyed." He added after several moments, his gaze returning to Kyrarei as the man surely had to know by now he never gave out empty threats or joked around. "Get up and leave this place now and leave for your home, else I will choose to remain there whereas you can remain here. Without him." Okay, so maybe he considered the blonde male a bit of a friend. Though that in of itself was more than just a neutral party. Word count: --- Tag: Kyrarei Riei |
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Post by Kyrarei Riei on Apr 2, 2017 18:53:52 GMT
This hit, That ice cold Michelle Pfeiffer, That white gold
This one for them hood girls, Them good girls,
Straight masterpieces
Stylin', wilin, Livin' in up in the city
Got chucks on with Saint Laurent Gotta kiss myself I'm so pretty
Kyrarei just watched the older man do whatever he was going to do. It wasn't like he really cared if anything happened to these people. Instead, he ordered another drink, which was handed to him fairly quickly, downing it as he watched Sven attack the women. Sven continued to threaten him, and still, he did nothing. "Go ahead. Burn this place to the ground with everyone in it." He shrugged and got another drink. After a few moments he sighed and made himself even more comfortable, deciding just to take the bottle instead of repeatedly filling his glass. "I know he's not dumb enough to actually send you here to threaten me. Which means you are here on your own. Which also means you have no idea what our home life is like. You have no idea that he burned the shit out of my arm because he was in a mood. You have no idea that he is violent and beats the shit out of me just because he feels like it. So you know what? Fuck yourself. Burn the place to the ground if you want. I'm not going back until I feel like dealing with his bullshit. But you are quite free to do whatever the hell you like. Shit, you could go and fuck him for all I care."
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Post by Sven Kenji on Apr 2, 2017 23:41:13 GMT
A slight tilt of his head came from the silent man as he listened to everything he was, taking quite a while to respond. He eventually reached over and took the bottle from Kyrarei. He scooted closer to the man as he set it on the table, one arm going to drape over the back of the seat he rested on. Apologies weren't his thing, he rarely every said them. But... "I fear I must apologize, Kyrarei." He spoke softly, pausing as he thought for a few moments. "Had I known then those threats would not have been made. However, you still must return home. I cannot say much here where there are others who might pry." He spoke, his head having gone closer to the albino's to speak those hushed words in his ear. "It will be ideal for you to come with me. My hound will wreck havoc if I do not return soon and it senses danger as well." Another pause. He honestly did not want to say it, but after hearing what the man had to say... "A child that is in my care is at your home with him. I can only be assured he won't take my threats lightly to not harm or touch the child... But I cannot be certain." Word count: --- Tag: Kyrarei Riei |
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Post by Kyrarei Riei on Apr 2, 2017 23:55:33 GMT
This hit, That ice cold Michelle Pfeiffer, That white gold
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Stylin', wilin, Livin' in up in the city
Got chucks on with Saint Laurent Gotta kiss myself I'm so pretty
Kyrarei objected the bottle being taken away from him. After all, he wanted to be drunk off his ass. "It's whatever man. Everybody's got a dark side right? Besides. I do love him. I just... can't stand him sometimes." But hey, they had been together for ages, and neither of them was really the type to quit on the other. "Nah. He wouldn't hurt a kid. He's a violent prick to me, but I'm just as bad sometimes. You can make your way back on your own, but I do intend on staying... Right here. For the foreseeable future." He leaned forward and grabbed the bottle again, not really caring about what the other male wanted. Hell, if Sven really wanted him to go home, he could throw his 6'4" ass over his shoulder.
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Post by Sven Kenji on Apr 3, 2017 6:13:39 GMT
Sven was rather silent as he listened to his response, his eyes flicking over to the bottle as it was picked up again. A soft sigh escaped him and he took the bottle once more and tossed it over his shoulder, possibly hitting someone in the head with it. "We are going to your home. There are..things I must speak about there. That the two of you must know. I would rather avoid wasting time explaining individually." He spoke, rising to stand on his feet as he unstrapped his book and moved aside a little to a more clearer spot. However, he did not yet open the book as he looked back to Kyrarei, watching him for several moments. "I will allow you to return to this place once everything is done and settled. But for now, please come with me for the time being. I do not want to waste my energy dragging you there but I will..." He spoke softly, awaiting for a response from the man. Oh, how he was already getting tired from moving about already but he needed to inform the both of them at once to just save himself a bit of energy. And it would be easier on himself if something could be figured out about a few things as well. Whether or not Kyrarei had decided to willingly go, Sven had opened the book briefly before snapping it shut and replacing it on its bind. A dark substance rose up around him and around the albino man where he was, pulling him towards Sven so he could grab them before everything was enveloped in a thick and suffocating darkness - a least to those other than himself. Once it faded away they were in front of the man's home, Sven instantly slumping against Kyrarei for support as his knees nearly buckled underneath him. Damn, he hadn't foreseen how much that would have affected him, but it wasn't like he was used to transporting more than himself. Given that he was taken inside and hopefully set down on the couch or a chair, Sven allowed himself to take a few minutes to recover. His eyes remained closed as his hand was resting atop the head of a demonic hound, whom of which drooled constantly whilst glaring at everything and everyone. After a few minutes, Sven seemed to have gained just enough energy to not be close to passing out at a moment's notice. He opened his eyes and shifted to sit up straight, his hand still on the demonic creature's head as he leaned forward then a little to pet it with both hands like one would do to a domesticated dog. "Is he in bed sleeping..?" He finally questioned as he continued to give attention to this dangerous creature without really bothering to look at the both of them. He soon paused in giving attention to the demonic thing and leaned back slowly as he finally looked at the pair as the hound shifted to lay down at his feet. "I.. Acquire some help." Word count: 512 Tag: Kyrarei Riei |
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Post by Kyrarei Riei on Apr 3, 2017 7:56:25 GMT
This hit, That ice cold Michelle Pfeiffer, That white gold
This one for them hood girls, Them good girls,
Straight masterpieces
Stylin', wilin, Livin' in up in the city
Got chucks on with Saint Laurent Gotta kiss myself I'm so pretty
"Ugh. Fiiine. Jesus you're worse than my mother... Well. If I had one." He huffed and stood up, ready and willing to call himself a cab. But no. Apparently this guy thought it would be a good idea to just teleport them to where they needed to be. Oh. Dear. Gods. Kyrarei was lucky enough that he took enough drugs and sloshed around enough alcohol on a daily basis to where he could manage a trip like that without instantly vomiting everywhere. Especially when he had to practically catch the guy. "Really? Wouldn't it have been easier to take a cab? Fuuhuuuck me man." The silver male shook his head and wrapped the other man's arm around his shoulders before helping him get inside the house.
It was almost eerily quiet in there. But he was pretty used to that. After all, Riku was actually a responsible person and went to bed, and rose, fairly early in the day. Plus with his latest depressive mood, he had been pretty hard to keep awake and functioning outside of work. Kyrarei just sighed and brought the other male to the couch and let him down before moving off towards the fridge. Water would be good. Vodka would be better. "Tch. Asshole.." But of course, he remembered Riku going on some sort of cleansing spree and dumping all of it down the drain. Luckily, Kyrarei was a freakishly tall bastard and hid a few bottles in places the blonde couldn't reach.
Not that the noise of them coming in hadn't woken the blonde. Though, from the looks of him, he hadn't really been sleeping. Kyrarei didn't bother looking over at him as he came down the stairs, glaring at the very obvious fact that the silver male had managed to hide the bottle from him. Still, Riku simply leaned against the doorway and crossed his arms over his chest. His attention turned towards Sven as he asked about the boy, and he nodded. "Well, he's in a room. I'm not sure if he's sleeping or not. He didn't exactly seem tired."
"So we're accommodating a kid now too? Jesus Riku, this ain't a homeless shelter." Kyrarei muttered before another glare was shot in his direction.
"Gee. I was starting to wonder with all the strays you bring in."
"What? I never bring anyone home with me."
"Tch. Like hell you don't." But Riku didn't bother to finish that thought outloud, instead deciding it would be better served if he just put the discussion straight into Kyrarei's head, which annoyed the ever living shit out of him. He turned his attention back towards the other male. "What is it that you need from us?" Though, it was quite obvious by now, that the two of them working together would probably be quite difficult, and probably more trouble than it was really worth. But hey, he had to rely on someone didn't he?
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Post by Sven Kenji on Apr 3, 2017 16:18:49 GMT
Silence came from the man for some time at the question in response to his words, as if he were thinking of a way to respond. He then held out his hand, palm up, and winced just slightly as the dark mass formed along his arm and rose from the palm of his hand as it was encased in darkness. "This...darkness is not of shadows. You can touch it, feel it...but you can also be hurt by it..." He spoke slowly, his eyes trained on the dark mass that swayed in the palm of his hand and along his arm. "I...do not know if it can even be conscious... But it seems to act on its own from time to time. This thing...I do not know what it actually is. Nor do I know what will become of me the further I use it and the longer I live." He fell silent once more as he slowly let it vanish, his hand slightly trembling once it was gone before he rested in his lap. He then turned his gaze to the pair there, silence coming from him for a few minutes once more. He then slowly leaned forward and touched a hand to the demonic hound's head, whispering a few foreign words far older than the language that was of present day to the creature before he leaned back. The creature stood and walked off, dissipating into nothing as it did so, leaving behind its drool on the floor. "I trust no other being to help me with this. To discover what it really is. That boy upstairs... He is in my care, he, too, has been affected by this darkness... But not as much as I have. I have experienced it far longer than he has... Suffered from it far too long." He spoke softly, slowly. He wasn't sure what their reactions would be, but he had come asking for help and that was something he had hated to do the most. But this was something he couldn't handle on his own for much longer. Word count: --- Tag: Riku Tajiir |
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