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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Aug 26, 2019 16:39:00 GMT 1
Zack had been given a choice; consent to taking a new prescription of behaviour modification drugs and attending intensive cognitive behaviour therapy or, sit alone in solitary and be barred from any interaction from his fellow students that didn’t have him behind a wall or where he isn’t chained to his seat. The Fae chose the latter and it was the reason he had been absent around the Secure Facility and the academy in general for the past month or so. The guards were not fooling around with him anymore because even if he wasn’t causing trouble himself he would make it for other people, the incident with Lottie and then Sage in such a short space of time had pushed things over the edge and since Zack could be contained they were going to contain him. Zack didn’t mind too much, he sort of wanted to rebuild his reputation again and this was one way to do it. Sure, his name as a psycho was well and truly ingrained but what good is that if people are not scared of you? Simple being seen as crazy was not enough, there were plenty of crazy people in Manson after all, plenty of crazies that were harmless… Crazy and dangerous, that was the intersection Zack wanted to sit in.
The only drawback to all this was Zack found himself restricted from even his usual outside time and instead chained in a spare holding room. The hours he was usually left to himself to enjoy the forest because the staff knew he would never kick off out there and risk damaging the flora or fauna the lived there. They were mostly correct in that, Zack wouldn’t even knowingly step on an ant, but Zack didn’t see even the shifter residents as animals and so if anyone else was out there while he was alone, they were fair game in his eyes. Being that he needed to be near nature though, they had brought nature to him… It was why this little holding room was surrounded with potted plants and mini shrubs along with a few hanging baskets. You had to feel a little sorry for anyone who might have allergies as right now this room looked more like a garden nursery than a secure room.
Zack had no complaints… All the plants just made it easier to hide things, and he had hidden quite a bit from the guards via glamour. He would pick them up before he left or just leave them for a another Fae, Zack didn't mind sharing.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 4, 2019 11:42:46 GMT 1
There's a little rhyme in the classic story of Jack and the Beanstalk, that 'fee, fi, fo fum, I smell the blood of an englishman' one. Well, that was spinning around Ez's head as he sat in his cell within the secure facility. He was grounded for the foreseeable future after the incident with Nate and like usual he was trying not to think about what he'd almost done.. Though, he didn't exactly have the memories of what he'd done after that in his mind either. He knew he'd seen Rob, he knew he'd been with Ziggy, thankfully he didn't have a golden band to signal he'd done anything too stupid but he can't recall exactly what he'd said to the fox either. No matter. At least he hadn't been locked up like some kind of monster, so that was a relief. And he'd avoided Vaith so far, not that he thinks he's particularly to blame. And he kind of has learnt his lesson. No more making out with full blooded fae..
Even though his mouth practically waters at the thought. Or would at least if his mouth did still salivate..
Back to the tune though. There was a fae nearby, he could smell him, it was an intoxicating aroma to his nose but he was doing good with ignoring it. Kind of. He may have resorted to occassionally just biting his tongue lightly to make himself feel a little better and distracted with the taste of blood. But he was running low on patience, in fact, he was starting to think to himself that it couldn't be that bad to go and have a little chat with the fae, he was sure, super sure that he'd be fine. He was fine around Nate until he'd nicked his lip.. So, he just wouldn't put hands on this one. It'd be fine. The guards would see he can totally control himself and he can go back to his room to sleep a little more comfortably than he was here.
Good plan. So he dissolved into smoke and pretty much just travelled through the vent above his bed to the room above his where he was sure the scent was coming from. And of course, he was right, Ez managed to get through the vents before he reformed himself stood in the corner closest to the vent in the room full of plants. Wasn't this a storage room? At least he could rest easy that the fae wouldn't be staying here for an elongated period of time. The baby vamp isn't so sure he can resist for forever, especially if the guy would be sleeping so close. That's just a little too much temptation for a young vampire.
"Holy shit, it's you!" The exclamation was probably a little surprising, but he didn't stop there, "you're that crazy fae bastard that slit his own throat! Man, you made me lick the floor with that act. What the hell'd you do it for?"
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 4, 2019 13:35:03 GMT 1
Zack had been in this room for almost an hour and apart from a brief look in by the guards in twenty minute intervals to make sure he was still indeed in the room and unbleeding, Zack had not had any company or anyone to talk to and so ‘Holy shit’ was near enough the words that Zack blurted out too as he suddenly had a voice in his cell that he couldn’t easily turn to see who it belonged to. It would ordinarily be enough to see him try and break free (however futile that effort might be since he didn’t have any greater strength like most supernaturals) but the following ‘compliment’ sedated the initial shock and bubble of annoyance and replaced it with an almost proud feeling. ‘Crazy fae bastard’ was somewhat the title he was aiming for, after all.
Looking through the plants Zack thought he saw a body near the corner, under a vent. Was that how he got in? Surely it was too small to crawl through… Zack’s mind wondered for a moment but then he just laughed and flicked his hair from his face and nodded, causing it to fall right back over his features again. He had company, how it got here was really irrelevant.
“Why do we do anything?” he asked with a vaguely philosophical tone. “I don’t think anyone can really answer that. I mean, why did you want to lick the floor because of it?” Zack for sure couldn’t say why he slit his throat other than at the time it seemed wholly the correct thing to do for the situation he found himself in, as he assumed the feeling was for this stranger. “You going to come closer? Promise I won’t bleed this time.” If Ez might bleed was entirely another matter, but for himself Zack couldn’t really move enough to do much harm to himself unless he could convince Ez to bring him a few of the blades he had hidden around. Some he figured might be sharp enough to unlock his chains or just long enough to do damage even with the restricted movement he currently had.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 4, 2019 17:35:26 GMT 1
The scent of the blood pumping just beneath Zack's skin was something that he could quite easily wrap himself up in like some kind of comfort blanket. As an addict already he knows the signs of jonesing for a fix and Ezra made a conscious decision to try and get his fangs to pop back up into his gums, he didn't need them right now and neither did he want too. He took anothr sniff of the air and tried to take in a few other scents other than just that one almost overwhelming scent. Dirt and foliage were to be expected of course, the unwashed scent that rode on the air was not though and Ezra's nose scrunched up a little, but still he moved from the corner he was in so the fae chained up could at least see him, he did phase through the plants a little though in order not to disturb them, his gaze more fixed on the door for a moment to simply make sure that nobody was going to be coming through. If he heard anything he'd just disappear again. Ez doesn't need to be in any more trouble.
But. This was the slightly psychotic fae guy he'd actively avoided for a long time.. No longer it seemed, the temptation to stay here and chat to him was just too much.
He blinked at what he perceived were 'wise' words, a smile grew on his lips slowly though, "because despite the freaky colour, your blood smelt like liquid sunshine," he answered easily, no shame to his tone. He doesn't attack people here, there and everywhere, or lick normal blood from the floor. But, he can't quite resist the allure of fae blood, he doesn't know how anybody can for long, "vampire.. Less than a year, so, if you don't want me attached to your throat I'd try and refrain from the whole bleeding thing." He grinned and tilted his head a little curiously, but he did get close enough to lean in to look at Zack's face from around five inches away, "you've got purple eyes.. That's new. Funky blood, funky eyes, got any other surprises?"
He knows of Zack. Or, rumours at least. Otherwise, by now, he'd be offering to help make the guy a little more comfortable. Aka, remove the chains. But he's not so certain that'd be the best of ideas. However, he's quite easily manipulated and bought, so who knows what'll happen.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 5, 2019 9:57:38 GMT 1
Did this stranger just ghost through some of the plants? It caused a momentary frown on Zack’s face as he wondered just who and what had joined him. If it wasn’t for the fact the guy seemed harmless then Zack might have been worried, might have yelled to the guards to get in here and do their job properly, but you don’t gain a level five label and a red wrist band by being easily disturbed and so this Fae kept quiet on the call for help and instead decided he wanted to keep this other company around for as long as he could. So far they were proving to be entertaining rather than annoying.
Though describing a part of him as liquid sunshine might not quite be the same as psychotic fae bastard, Zack still took the words for how he assumed they were meant, that being very complimentary. It caused him to chuckle a little again and nodded, understanding the description even if he never really knew why his blood had such an effect on vampires. Zack was assuming this guy was a bloodsucker rather than a simple nut job who licked licking blood off random floors, just possibly a vampire with some other kind of gift. Maybe newly turned? That was an intriguing prospect.
“I am a forest fae, would make sense for sunshine to be in my blood.” Zack replied while briefly gesturing to the plants around himself, just hinting that the words could be taken literally in his case.
Then came the news that this other resident was newly turned, a year was nothing in vampire terms so maybe that explained the lack of restraint, but rather than make Zack want to bleed less he had to instead resist the urge to bite into his own wrist and test this baby vampires impulse control. “Still a baby then?” he commented casually, mind wondering to who might be his sire now. It seemed unlikely they would be someone here but still possible, Zack knew well enough from his years under Manson’s roof that mistakes happen and guards can’t be everywhere at once.
As for surprises, “Plenty but none I can demonstrate right now and with your ‘no bleeding’ rule.” Zack said with a shrug which made his restraints click a little and glanced towards a hanging basket. It was pretty, overflowing with flowers but what couldn’t be seen thanks to Zack’s glamour over the plants, were the razor blades also hanging down amongst the trailing grasses.
“Name is Zack.” It might already be known but the Fae shared it anyway.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 5, 2019 19:48:14 GMT 1
A forest fae. For some reason his mind went straight to Treebeard the Ent and he tried not to snicker at the mental images that that created in his mind. Mostly Ent's with Zack's dark curtain of hair. There was no hiding the amusement from his eyes though so he cast his gaze around the room to pretend to be interested in the plants scattered. He wasn't really bothered, they all looked like normal looking flowers and things, Ez needs a little something with a little more oomph to catch his attention. Like really bright petals, or glow in the dark qualities. Or those things that ate flies, they were pretty awesome, "and they've given you some little potted plants to replace the forest?" It was more a rhetoric question because it was obvious that that was what they were trying to do, "could have gone the whole hog and got some of that natural forest wallpaper or something. Make it feel really fake. Seems lazy."
But yes, it did make sense that his blood would have sunshine in it if that was the case. Did he photosynthesise? Is that why the blood was a funky colour..? Ez doesn't care enough to ask, not when his primary thought is 'how dirty can his neck actually taste once that blood is flowing?'.
His brow twitched a little at the term 'baby' coming from this near stranger but he couldn't relly argue when his sire had pretty much said the same thing. Ezra likes to think he's at least grown beyond the baby stage to at least a vamp toddler because he can control his fangs. Somewhat. But apparently there's more to becoming a grown up vamp than he realises, he just wishes he knew what. Were there some kind of examination processes to go through? It seemed a stupid question but he's pretty sure Vaith already thinks he's an idiot so it will hardly hurt to ask. "Mm," was his only response to the whole baby thing. At least he wasn't openly ignoring the statement altogether.
He had plenty of other surprises.. That made Ezra grin suddenly, but it faded a little because of the 'no bleeding' bit.. "Well, that's more for your sake than mine, believe me, after the rush I got from the last fae I bit into I'm having trouble thinking beyond just, you know, just.. I guess it'd be violating you?" Blood rape. That was a thing wasn't it? He doesn't want to be a serial fae blood rapist. However, he did smell bloody fantastic if you just ignored the slightly less than clean scent that also clung to him. It made Ez swallow as he became aware that his fangs had descended again. Baby vampire indeed. Damn. He used Zack's little glance away to also glance over to the plant and therefore stop staring at the dark haired guy like he was a juicy steak, "mhm.. I know, I'm Ez. Ezra. Whatever you want to call me works really," anything for the tasty ones.
"You want that thing? To like stroke or something?" Because fae types need to touch the plants right? Ky always liked to touch them more than actually being in their presence but he was only half fae. Ez doesn't pretend to be an expert. But if Zack said 'yes' then he'd grab it for him and deposit it on his lap.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 6, 2019 17:56:45 GMT 1
Zack had no clue what Ezra suddenly found so amusing, not that the other was laughing as such but Zack could see he was passing some kind of mental image though that blood addled brain that had him entrained, which in itself should be met with a swift punch to the brain if only he was able. Since he was not able Zack kept silent… and it was not as if he was unused to strange ideas and metal pictures being passed and described about his species. When you say the word ‘fae’ or simply ‘fairy’ he was fairly certain nobody like him first popped into mosts minds so the goddess only knew what this vampire was thinking of now he knew he was a fae of the forest.
Nodding slightly Zack now eyed his plants too which he would also admit were a poor substitution for the actual forest with growing and living trees. These plants were alive but they would not be for long housed in this room without direct sunlight and dirt to feed from, there was only so much water alone could do and Zack refused to artificially induce a longer life span in them while he was here, it would keep them prisoner as much as he was prisoner himself. Still, he would not complain… “Better than nothing.” he said simply, though wallpaper might have been a nice touch. These plants were from his own greenhouse, a silly mistake on the part of some lower guards sent to do the ‘dirty’ work. The older, wiser, trained ones would know not to pick from Zack’s garden for the simply fact of what he hid in the plants.
Smiling faintly Zack said no more about the baby vampire thing, he had seen the slight brow twitch on Ezra and that told him all he needed to know and the reaction was filed away in his head for later use should he need to use it. It might not be as much of a ‘button’ as Zack wanted but clearly it touched some nerve in the vampire and that was often all you need to work your way into something deeper. Flick a switch and wait for fireworks, it was a method of working Zack enjoyed.
So Ez really should not be spilling as much as he was currently, the more info Zack had the more ways he could find a way to get under your skin, in your head and have a nice little party. Crossing a leg over the other as best he could, Zack gripped his knee and shot the vampire a little smile. “Violate? Me?” he asked questioningly but kept the same expression. “Oh, I think I am above simply allowing that kind of thing to be done so I wouldn’t worry about any desires you are having. Though saying that, fights are so messy… Seems like it might be easier if you have those thoughts right now to just give in to it. I mean, if you are having them.” he said with a shrug and flicked his head a little again to get the hair away form his face and neck.
Poor Ez, Zack was sure he did not really know what he was dealign with even if he did know the name.
“That would be nice, if you don’t mind. A fae has to eat.” Zack said happily as he looked over the basket. Of course he just wanted the blades dangling from it but how was baby-vamp to know that? Sometimes Zack really loved how dumb the residents and staff here are.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 7, 2019 14:00:51 GMT 1
Ezra would have an absolute field day with this room if he had his transfiguration, the flooring would be scattered with dirt and these plants would have rooted into the walls and floor rather than in their silly little pots. Probably wouldn't be good for the structure of the building but Ezra isn't an architect or an engineer, he tends to do what he wants and deal with the consequences at a later date. He wanted to show off for no other reason than this guy was a fae and he wanted to have a piece of him regardless of whether he was 'allowed' too or not. Making an awesome interior little forest room would be fun, different, worthy of a reward.. And utterly pointless to think about because he wasn't capable of doing anything like that right now. If he was then he wouldn't have been here and grounded in the secure facility in the first place. He'd have had his drugs and wouldn't have been alert enough to walk away from what Vaith was up too and came across the leprechaun.
In his little spoilt brat of a mind this was really all his manwhore of a sire's fault. Not that he'd ever say that within earshot of the blonde. He's not quite that stupid.
The baby vamp really didn't have that many smarts when it came to spilling a bunch of information. He has certain secrets though and those are rarely ever shared with anybody, he has his history and that doesn't get shared either. The Jinn spills more rubbish than he does anything of actual use. Or so he thinks anyway, he doesn't quite have as devious a mind as Zack and he certainly doesn't think about how he can get inside people's heads. He usually finds a smile and his ever charming personality gets people to open up eventually. And maybe some kind of drug slipped into their drink, that had worked nicely for Dutch.
For a moment he didn't think that Zack knew what the term 'violate' meant, but then he went on to explain that he wouldn't just allow that to happen. It made the slightly cockier vampiric side of Ez smirk a little, wondering what the chained up guy could really do to stop him if he wanted to sink his fangs into him. Though, he recognised that that wasn't really a nice thing to do to somebody.. What was he saying after that, just to give into, what? Biting him? The surprise and the confusion must have shown on his face because he's the worst poker player in the world. And then he went and flicked his head which revealed that pale skin of his neck. Ez's gaze went straight for that and lingered for a little while, luckily for Zack he hadn't taken a breath in that moment either or that might have been all it took for the Jinn to lose himself and throw himself at the fae.
"Do you actually mean..? You're not trying suicide by vampire right? 'Cause I don't need much tempting, and don't really want to be a murderer of some foresty fae, that's got to be bad juju right?"
He distracted himself by moving over to the plant though, not aware that he'd used vampire speed to get there even after he returned with the thing to place it in Zack's lap, "can I?" He asked moments later and he reached out to brush his hair from his neck, he wasn't really paying much attention to the plant. Or what might be in it. Or even Zack's hands actually, all that mattered was the slight pulse he could see thrumming beneath the fae's skin, it'd only take a little nick and he'd free that torrent.
Tempting tempting.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 8, 2019 16:03:27 GMT 1
Sometimes, Zack spoke without thinking, it was not something he would deny but in this instance it was intentional, he knew full well the game he was playing and since he intended to win it too, so choosing his words carefully was a little pointless. He wanted Ez on edge, and though maybe he hadn’t quite meant for it to come across as ‘go ahead and bite me’ it was not really a ‘you better not’ either, just a casual pointing out that it is often best to not hold such raw feelings inside like that of a vampire’s desire to feed off a fae. Fights did create mess and in this situation Zack was not in a position to fight with his body.
Chuckling Zack shook his head a little and fixed his eyes on Ezra, sensing he had gotten a nail under the others skin a little, now all he had to do was yank a bit harder. “Actually, I am just very aware of your situation and my own.” Zack replied with an all too casual smile on his lips. “I mean, you did not come through the door into here which means you are not just a vampire and have some kind of other ability I am unaware of. What that is, I don’t know and don’t really care. But I think it puts me at a disadvantage somewhat… enough to mean I don’t think I should fight you if you did want to bite me. Which is why I said if, and that is an ‘if’ you want to drink me, it is better for both of us that you just given in and do it with some prior warning. Save thrashing around. Besides, if I wanted to give you some bad juju, you would be cursed already. In here though, not nearly enough nature for that so you are safe.” From the curses at least.
He leave Ez to think on that for the moment and put his own gaze on the plants as Ez all too quickly brought the basket over. What could be taken as an appreciative smile crossed Zack’s at that moment and he held it in his lap, not minding the dirt that came with it since his clothing was already filthy. “Sure.” Zack commented, a little distractedly, though he was only partly aware Ez was gesturing to his neck.
It wasn’t as if Zack really planned to let himself be bitten… if it happened, well shit does, doesn’t it? And the fae was honest enough in saying he did not think he should fight himself should it happen, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t take preventative actions or let some weapon do the fight for him. Leaning into the basket as Ez leaned into his neck, Zack inhaled the scents and ran a hand through the trailing plants and slowly pulled out a long metal skewer. “Smells nice.” he commented casually, meaning the plants of course.
Turning the skewer in his hand, Zack paused a moment but unless Ez moved, in the next few seconds he would plunge it towards Ez’s thigh with the aim of pinning him on the bench. If he missed, Zack would simply replace the glamour and make it look like he was offering nothing more than a flower.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 9, 2019 20:04:32 GMT 1
Ezra was most definitely on edge. He didn't want to get into trouble, he most certainly didn't want to accidentally kill somebody again either. And he can't say he's ever met a fae who wanted to get bitten so what was this guy doing? Was he a little bit funny in the head? He had heard stories about him before but gossip in this place couldn't exactly be relied upon. Not at all actually, people would literally say anything about anybody if they wanted too. He knew for fact that he'd cut his own throat though, he'd peeked into the room he'd been in when housed in the medical center.. It had been easy to follow the scent. The other vampire in the room had sent him skittering away though, Ezra isn't as stupid as a lot of people think. At least, that what he believes. He certainly doesn't trust Zack, so he's not that daft.
But he looked so calm. That smile was what was confusing him most of all, it made him hesitant. But he'd said it himself, there wasn't enough nature around for him to curse him. Ez made a mental note to maybe not bring more plants and things indoors, he'd hate to be the one to push the boundary into making this guy more powerful. Unless, of course, he got something out of it. Namely the only thing he really wanted from Zack, there wasn't exactly anything else. He certainly wasn't the type of person that Ezra would want to take to his bed anyway, the only attraction here is his blood. And maybe the weird apathy in the face of danger, that was slightly intriguing, wasn't he at least a little worried about being so close to a young vampire?
If the roles were reversed Ez would be shouting for the guards. He can't complain, he's quite pleased that Zack's being all civil and even kind of willing. It's pretty awesome actually.
"There's no 'if' about it," he admitted shamelessly, a somewhat sheepish smile upon his face, "I've been wanting a hot shot of you since that cooling waste on the floor that while back." He'd sat beside Zack after having given him the plant, not caring either that he had a small smudge of dirt on his hands now, he was a little too excited about the next potential move, his mouth would be watering and his heart racing if he were capable of it, but he was very much a vampire without either of those functions easy to come. Especially considering he'd been given just enough blood to stop him from going a little nutso. "But, you shouldn't be so careless really, don't you know what your blood does to us?" He must do. Can't be a fae within Manson without at least one member of staff letting them know.
And wasn't he married to a vampire? Masochist. This guy was a complete masochist. Ezra could totally work with that and understand, he's slightly masochistic himself.
The scent of his blood was so much stronger the closer he got and once he'd moved that curtain of hair there was really nothing stopping him from sinking his fangs into that pale skin. He even had permission, it was only his own common sense that was holding him back. Limited common sense, of course. The Jinn made the mistake of inhaling when Zack mentioned that something smelled nice and he couldn't agree more, he sighed out a wistful little sound and his lips just about touched the fae's skin and then, well, he definitely had not been expecting to be the one in pain. Ezra hissed out a breath and instantly thought about turning to nothing but air but the damage done to his leg paired with the closeness of Zack and his damn blood had the Jinn unable to get the concentration to do much more than have his hands flicker like static.
"Ow," that was his first response, the whimpered word somewhat pathetic as he grabbed at the end of the skewer through his leg and went to pull it out. However, he jerked his hand away from it with the internal shout of 'don't touch it!' because that had just hurt even more. Needless to say he'd be hyperventilating if he needed to breathe, he'd never been impaled before. Not in this sense of the word and he couldn't help but start to panic a little bit, he was bleeding and not for a decent reason either, for a brief moment he just let his hands hover near the skewer coming out of his leg, "what the hell is wrong with you?!" He exclaimed finally, rushed words that came out quickly and he flailed an arm out towards the fae, not holding back on his strength nor caring what he hit. Either the fae, the basket or the bench itself, he wasn't paying attention, he was more worried about his jeans and the fact that he was impaled.
It hurt. It hurt and he was going to bite that little shit whether he wanted it or not now. He just had to remove this from his leg, or do something, it was burning, he was bleeding and he wanted a damn hug. But he couldn't call for help, he wasn't supposed to be here.. Dammit.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 10, 2019 15:47:42 GMT 1
Never trust a fairy. It was good advice in general but especially true when you are talking about the Unseelie variety. You don’t have to do anything wrong to bring the wrath of a dark fae. If they are in a bad mood and you just happen to walk by (or smoke in through the walls) you can be the target for a little therapeutic venting. Ez was going to be messed with simply because he was standing there and yes, a little bit because he was a vampire and so somewhat ‘the enemy’ in Zack’s eyes. As much as Zack was a misanthrope and hated everyone, he held a particular dislike for undead bloodsuckers like Ezra. Of course there was one flame haired exception… so maybe he was a masochist too? Zack likely wouldn’t deny it if accused.
Really if there was a negative trait to be had Zack likely possessed it. Right now some vanity was showing itself as Zack took Ez’s words of wanting to drink him to be yet another rather flattering compliment. Weird, perverse and slightly off putting considering Zack knows his fifthly his own body is which would make him question the sanity of anyone wanting to put fangs in it but still flattering none the less.
Zack didn’t say it but his smile as he held the plant should be some indication that he knew exactly what his blood did to vampires and it was for that reason he offered it up. To an older vampire he might be more cautious if he offered at all but to this baby-vampire he couldn’t see himself coming to too much harm, nothing that his own blood wouldn’t make him recover from in short time, and before that he could see the entertainment value of this all and seeing Ezra lose it being more than worth the pain. So he chuckled and nodded slightly as he felt around the plant. It really did smell good…
But right now Zack just wanted to make Ez bleed. No reason other than he was sitting next to him. Zack would have been willing to bleed but he didn’t say he would do it this moment. He had been hopeful to connect with flesh but still got a giddy little head rush of surprise when it happened.
As Ez flailed and shouted Zack just laughed, hard and loud, even as he was hit by the guys arms and fell on the bench sideways with a clattering of chains. The basket fell on the floor but Zack didn’t mind, his focus was Ezra and the metal skewer sticking out of his leg. "Harder, please." was all he could come out with before he slightly chewed on his wrist...
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 11, 2019 16:59:21 GMT 1
What did Ez know about this fae.. Well, he knew he was psychotic, antisocial, somebody who should probably be avoided at all costs. But then, he was also Ez's secure facility neighbour at the moment and despite the unwashed and somewhat repugnant scent of his skin he had that liquid gold running through his veins that called out to him even more so than a siren's song. It was why he'd also given in and smoked through the vents to finally come face to face with the guy, he couldn't resist the temptation. Not after what he'd done to Nate, you'd have thought he'd have learnt his lesson and perhaps he would have done given a few more days. Perhaps he wouldn't have been so easily lured in by the thought of a fae type being so close by, now he would never know. He was doing what he always does and just doing what he feels like.
Once again, of course, it had backfired drastically for him. However he wouldn't have thought it would have turned out that way with that stupid smile on Zack's face, he looked pleased that he had the plant in his hand. He didn't seem like he was about to do something stupid, or something violent. Not to mention Ezra has a habit of usually being able to avoid most hits or injuries by simply turning to air and disappearing, that wasn't really doable right now though with him being such a massive distraction but he wasn't thinking exactly the straightest that he could be.
Zack's laughter wasn't helping him much at all, the baby vamp did his utmost best to try and stand up so he could at least try and stumble out of the door with this bloody thing sticking out of his leg but it was imbedded a little in the bench beneath him and he let out yet another grunt of pain at the movement. He was so getting into trouble for this and it was going to be all Zack's fault, he couldn't understand, Zack had given him permission, if he didn't want to be bitten he should have just said. Not stabbed him through the leg and how the hell had he got hold of this thing anyway? Was he like June and her stupid weapon building hair? The confusion, the pain, the frustration and that damn laughter was just pissing him off, something that doesn't happen all too often and not much at all since he's been turned.
"You're a psycho!" He muttered, looking a tad bit lost, not to mention surprised as he stared at the blood spreading on his leg, his hand protectively kind of gripping the end of the skewer just to stop it from moving around at all.
Then something happened that caused him to stop moving entirely, his nostrils flared and his gaze rose to look at Zack. His lips parted lightly and he took another deep breath through his nose. It was his undoing, Zack had broken a little touch of skin on his wrist whether he'd planned too or not and it caused Ez to lunge forward in an attempt to grab at any part of the fae that he could, which just so happened to be a leg. The skewer kept him in place but he had the strength to drag Zack to his mouth if needs be and he was determined to sink his fangs through cloth and into soft flesh if that's how it was going to happen. With Nate he hadn't wanted to hurt him.. Zack though. Fuck him. He didn't plan on being gentle.
He wasn't planning at all actually, the Ez part of Ez was mostly moping in a 'I've been stabbed' cloud in his own mind whilst the pure instinct of the vampire took over. And it wanted blood.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 11, 2019 18:34:50 GMT 1
The smell of blood started to fill the air, you don’t need to be a vampire to notice it and it made Zack wonder just who was bleeding all over him because obviously it would not disgusting be Ez’s own. Perhaps it was some poor shifter or a gifted human, it could well be a human-human from one of the disgusting looking bags that the fanged creatures like to chew on. It wasn’t too important really, the only thing that mattered to Zack in this moment was that Ez is bleeding, and quite a bit too… Would he need to replace that? How long can a vampire live without blood? It would have been something to ask but Zack sensed now was not the right time nor would he get a coherent answer from the flailing individual. “What was your first clue?” Zack asked between gasps of somewhat crazed laughter. He didn’t expect an answer to that either though. Zack felt giddy, almost happy. Like another weight had been lifted from him because whatever results came from this, he was getting back to his old self and that had to be a positive thing.
But to make sure, Zack started chewing at his wrists. While he did fully intend to break skin what caught the fae off guard was how quickly Ez reacted to it. Suddenly Zack felt the other resident’s weight upon him, pinning him as much as he had pinned Ez to the bench. The Fae was not a heavily built creature, it didn’t take much to hold him down really and yet Zack was far from concerned about being stuck. So he didn’t even fight it as his leg got dragged towards the vampire’s mouth, he was not strong enough to resist and was laughing too much to protest, almost to the point he was choking now. The only thing that interrupted it was a shout of pain as teeth sank in through his jeans.
He deserved this… Zack knew it and looked Ez over as the shout turned to laughing again. The flower basket was still in reach so if needed Zack planned to grab a razor and start getting slicey but for now he felt he owed baby-vamp a drink, to replace what was seeping out his leg. “Om nommy nommy.” he gasped out as his head spun and his lunch threatened to show itself again. If the guards came in soon, Zack did not care as he had gotten what he wanted but he hoped they were delayed in their welfare check up because this was all just too much fun.
“It’s coming out again!” Zack blurted out suddenly as he saw dark green stain in Ez’s trousers.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 13, 2019 15:55:33 GMT 1
Now he was happy, now he was content enough to not quite forget that he had a skewer through his leg but he could see the funnier side of it now that Zack's blood had hit his system like a kick to the ass. Nothing else really mattered too much as he swallowed, but he had no inclination of releasing the fae anytime soon, he couldn't actually, even though his jaw was no longer clamped hard against his skin he still had a pretty damn firm hold of the limb and the peaked high that made his head swim with something close to euphoria. Zack's laughter caused him to let loose a giggle against his jeans, blood bubbling a little past his lips that he attempted to lick back off of the cloth before returning to the bite site, "om nommy nom," he added to Zack's gasped out words, his own amusement and delirium evident in his tone of voice even if that voice was muffled by the actual nomming itself.
It was the last statement that made Ez pull back a little, his pupils were blown but he still looked down at his own leg and released Zack with one hand to touch his leg where the skewer now seemed comically sticking out of his leg. The fae was right, it was coming back out again. Perhaps a little darker now it was mixed with the bland bagged crap he'd been drinking the last couple of days. But his fingers came away from his leg stained green, something that made him start to snicker before he reached up in an attempt to shove those bloody fingers into Zack's mouth.
"Taste different after being vamp filtered?" Like coffee. People filtered coffee didn't they. It was the same. For him, not for a being that doesn't even eat meat he supposes.. But then Ezra wasn't thinking straight right now so he was hardly thinking that the guy he was snacking on was a vegan. He'd chewed on his own wrist anyway, he would know.
Speaking of.. His gaze went to the slight trickle of blood on his wrist and Ez reached for that, a needy little sound leaving him as he did so. Ezra doesn't want to particularly hurt somebody else again, despite this bastard having impaled him with a skewer, even though the pain of that was a slightly thing of the past now that he had liquid laughter in his veins. He could never quite get enough of the taste though, it was definitely something this litte addict could see replacing the pills he pops and the stuff he smokes. Probably why they shoved him in isolation and gave him nothing but blood bags, trying to wean him off that particular high.
Oops. That'd backfired.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 14, 2019 11:37:08 GMT 1
Zack was perfectly comfortable in his own skin and with his own smell. Soap, shampoo, washing powder, they were all unnatural and so should be avoided but even he was thinking that when Ez was finally done imitating a leach, that he should maybe find a warm shower to sit under because right now he was a bloodied mess. If he put much care into his clothing he might be annoyed at the ruined outfit but Zack was as blasé about his dress as he was his hygiene. In general he only worn natural fibres so he knew he could always recycle these items should warm water not clean them properly. So far it was just his jeans that seemed like they would need replacing, so Zack carefully pulled his shirt out the way a bit more. He didn’t want the polluted blood that had mixed in with whatever was in Ez’s body getting on him more than it had to. His own blood Zack at leat knew was pure and washed out.
No matter how many times he had seen the green though he still found it hilarious as it came back out Ez’s leg where the skewer still impaled him. Of course it could be due to the fact he was losing blood that he found this hilarious, more going out than his body could create and so his brain was going a bit deranged. But then Ez seemed to laugh too so Zack thought it was actually funny, not at all worrying or something to shout to the guards about.
The amusement was cut abruptly though when those stained fingers that had been touching the wound were suddenly thrust into his mouth. Zack grabbed at Ez’s arm and attempted to push him away but he really wasn’t strong enough and certainly not in his current state. Making a muffled cry Zack then tried to bite down on those fingers. Didn’t this guy know he was vegan? Blood was the last thing he should taste. Sure he had bit his wrist but he never tasted his own blood. A thought then crossed Zack’s mind that ask if it counted when it was his own blood, which itself was fed on a vegan diet. It was a thought that was pushed away because this blood had been through Ez, and that was just ‘ew’, so he tried to shove him away harder.
This game was over in Zack’s head, Ez needed to leave or be knocked on the floor. “Fine, drink it.” Zack said angrily as he shoved his wrist towards Ez as the baby-vamp went for it. If fae blood was like alcohol to vampires, and alcohol was poison to humans if they drank too much, surely too much fae would poison a vampire?
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