Toxic Love (Shadowsmaiden and Jilorbb)
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				Title: <strong>Toxic Love (Shadowsmaiden and Jilorbb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 23:53:04</strong>
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				The bed sheets in the Colvarty apartment number 1 were strewn about - thrown off the bed of its tenant in the throes of a mad, passionate dream. It wasn't the first time Afanassii had this dream, though it hadn't taken over his unconscious mind in several months. He awoke in a cold sweat, feeling far more alone than he was used to in his plush residence. In this repeating dream, he had found a soul who yearned for very much the same things he did, even though that man was stoic and, perhaps, a bit melancholy?<br><br>The fanged man sat up and shook his head as if to clear it, sending incredibly long red tresses flowing about him. He sighed at the yearning he felt in connection with the man in his dream but, ultimately let the thought go and moved to dress for the day. He had finished his duties for the week and had four days of free time to look forward to, though with his brother being missing there wasn't much he was free to do in the way of traveling - at least for the time being. <br><br>Another sigh - this one more caused by annoyance than anything else – and soon he was finished struggling with the buttons at the front seem of his tight pants. He finished off his look the usual way – a white shirt with an ascot, a vest with diagonal straps across the top and his trademark black-furred blue duster. The navy-colored coat came down to the back of his mid-thighs and so was nearly as long as his hair which, despite it's own length, he handled with expert ease as he worked his body through the various layers of his (mostly) traditional Victorian dress.<br><br>In truth, the tall man was a bit disoriented without a task to center his thoughts and actions around. Usually he spent his free time traveling – either around his world of Vydania or out in the unknown reaches of the many planets his people have learned the coordinates of. All they were lacking in but the most rudimentary electricity, they made up for it in spades with steam technology and a peppering of the elven magic they had been granted. The Sekassiret, this man's strange Hematophagic people, had the solo skill combination of both of these gifts that allowed them instant transportation to new worlds and the young Afanassii Abez'iana was often allowed the opportunity to act as ambassador or simply catalog these new places.<br><br>Sad for him that he had temporarily had such a privilege revoked. But rather than mope about in self-pity, he thought it best to make the most of his situation. The tall redhead stepped through his front door and popped up his dark umbrella, pushing back wisps of his bangs which stood out as pure white against the crimson backdrop that was the sea of the rest of his hair. While it wasn't raining, Nassii's skin was particularly sensitive to the sun and it was commonplace to see a Sekassiret walking beneath a bumbershoot during fair weather. <br><br>Looking to the right, his steel blue eyes followed the cobblestone path downhill to the main market area – already abuzz with he sound of laughter and the clinking of fork on plate and mugs on the table of many cafes and pubs. Nassii shook his head – it would be best to save such a scene until later. The people who populated his town knew too well of his all but lecherous reputation and those in his neighborhood would do what they could to give him a few drinks and encourage it. <br><br>Sliding his gaze opposite, he saw the gulls flying overhead. Off in the distance he would be able to see the dock side of the sprawling city of converse – that is, if countless other streets and alleyways didn't stand in his way. But to the left was the uphill path that would take him into the Guildhouse district. He shrugged and followed his gaze in that direction, nodding and smiling a “Good Day” greeting to the few ladies he saw beating rugs or carrying laundry. They were mostly his elder, healthily-proportioned through a life of hard work and good eating and they were wise to his Wiley ways and mostly ignored him. One or two of the mothers gave a giggle and shook their heads rather than outright ignoring him. He may have been more known in Converse for his charm than for his intellect, but they still had to admit that they found the young man charming. <br><br>Ironically, though Afanassii was often in the spotlight and surrounded by people, he was always alone on a personal level. He had many friends, though none of them were close, and he never had the pleasure of knowing a kiss that was guided by love. But still, everyone within a four mile radius of the Freeman Guild House knew of the courtly Afanassii Abez'iana – male heir to the musical clan who'd name he bore. So as he moved up into the open-air square that the guilds surrounded, a few heads perked up or nodded his way. Directly ahead of him, the Guildhouse park stood, he could smell the flowers from where he stood and smiled, knowing that he'd soon be able to enjoy them. But he thought it best to be a diligent union worker and stop by his uncle in the Freeman. <br><br>Boring. Mundane. Not much to be said when the only work to do is re-shelving and stamping paperwork. The few other volunteers around had it so well-handled that he felt like he was more in the way than any sort of help. Not the slightest bit dejected, he hopped out the front stairs and bounded towards the park. There was an immense, brass clockwork fountain that put on a sound and movement display every hour, on the hour and he should be just in time to catch it again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Toxic Love (Shadowsmaiden and Jilorbb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowsmaiden</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 03:07:07</strong>
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				He was getting his ass kicked faster than someone could say “Fuck me” a hundred times without faltering.&nbsp; He knew better than to interrupt his twin when the silver haired male was having private time with a woman, especially one that he’d paid to have sex with him before hand. But the sounds of screaming and moaning from two people in the headed throes of passion had kept him awake all hours of the night. There was a meeting scheduled for Valkcorp early in the morning and both of them had to be there in time to greet the board of directors. Sleep was in high need!!!<br><br>Ravendel was an asshole and always left his brother in charge of things with the company. He was too busy getting his rocks off and partying half the time to care about the details of important things like corporation finance and ratings. Talis berated on him enough about it, but that never really got him very far and things always turned out the same way. It wasn’t right! It had to stop. Knocking on someone’s bedroom door and asking for the noise of their passionate sex to be kept down to a minimum noise level hardly seemed like such a big deal. Yet, that was the entire reason half the house had been knocked from it’s foundations and his brother was now chasing him through the empty skies above New York City, using his powers to try and take off his head!!<br><br><br><br>An absolutely ridiculous reason for two bothers to be fighting each other. Talis Valkov and his older twin brother Ravendel were the last of their race known to be alive. Their home world had been destroyed by shadow daemons when the two were just young men and all trace of their kind had been erased with it. They were all each other had left and most would assume they would have done their best to stick together, no matter what. But these two siblings were as different from each other as night and day, always failing to see each other’s point of view and never being able to agree on anything.<br><br>Being the youngest of the two, Talis should have been saddened by his brothers resolve to take his life, yet it did not seem to phase him in the least. Even if his brother succeeded, he would always have the memory of the man from his dream etched into his mind like a portrait that would never fade. He would never give up hope of someday meeting&nbsp; that person and getting to know them, exactly as he had in the dream.<br><br><br>"I've got you cornered little brother...." Ravendel's words were cold as he backed the raven haired male into a darkened cloud that rippled with thunder, evidence that the skies would soon be filled with the storm that was impending. "Anything you want to say before I end it for you?"<br><br>“Ravendel....”<br><br>What was he supposed to say? It was clear that no matter what he said, his brother was going to kill him anyway. Why bother saying anything at all?&nbsp; He didn’t deserve to hear his last words. <br><br>A flash of lightning suddenly lit up the sky and the next thing Talis knew, there was a sharp pain shooting through his right wing and he was sent plummeting back through the sky towards the earth. Red streaks of light shot through his vision, his brothers figure fast fading from sight as he continued to feel himself falling.&nbsp; He knew that if he didn’t do something to save himself now and acted quickly, then his life really would be forfeit and he’d never have a chance to meet the crimson haired man who had shown him that love had not been completely drained from the world.<br><br>His right hand shot outwards of its own accord, the insignia of a pentagram upon the back of it starting to glow with a brilliant purple light. A portal opened, he fell through it and it closed behind him with a loud hissing sort of sound.&nbsp; The last act he tried was to slow down the speed of his falling, his wings stretching and beating against the current of the wind, though it hurt to simply carry out the action.<br><br>At last, he could sense the life force of whatever lived in this world that he’d transported himself to. That indicated to him that he was close enough to the ground now that the fall wouldn’t kill him. Kitsujinken were known for their resilience when it came to such things as crash landings or anything that involved some form of heavy impact. Spell casters by nature, they were able to travel from world to world using a knowledge of ancient arcana spanding back over millennia that went far beyond that of most other species who used it, even humans.<br><br>This was the talent that had ultimately saved his life. Talis was glad that he was the one who still remembered how to use it, while his brother had long-since forgotten the pride and loyalty that came with being one of their kind. Finally... the red streaking through his vision seemed to solidify for a moment, before finally fading into black and he lost consciousness as his body finally impacted with the ground.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Toxic Love (Shadowsmaiden and Jilorbb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 06:09:02</strong>
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				There was so much pep in Afanassii's steps today. The sun was up and while he could not enjoy the feel of it upon his sensitive skin, he was glad for the illumination it offered him. The Guild district's park boasted one of the most beautiful concentrations of flowers in all of Converse and he intended to spend a good chunk of his afternoon enjoying their splendor. But just as he was heading over to take a seat near the fountain, he heard the sound of a heavy impact back behind him. <br><br>Some of the others in the guild district turned their heads to investigate, though they were far too busy finishing their work weeks to leave their perches in the house windows or on the benches nearby. Nassii sighed and followed back down the cobblestone path that lead to his home. On the way downhill, a few of the house women he'd seen earlier in the day were looking frantic - they clucked in high-pitched yet hushed tones while they flitted about, looking down the road further. The women looked concerned, perhaps even fearful, so the Abez'iana boy hastened his pace.<br><br>A turn in the bend and the descent of 10 feet led him to see what they had been looking at from their safe spots so far away. He rolled his eyes at their behavior and ran over to the downed body. It was a living being, likely someone just as sane and "normal" as they were - apparent wings aside. While he wasn't used to seeing winged humans in his world, he did come across such an outsider from time to time and so did not feel the need to freak out as the others did. He approached the unconscious male and suddenly halted - there was something too familiar about that face... his hair. It was an eerie moment of Déjà vu, but he couldn't quite place why this strange newcomer made him feel this way. <br><br>The redhead discarded his umbrella, knelt at his side and looked the dark-haired boy's body over. Checking his vitals, he felt better knowing that the other male was still breathing. He was obviously hurt, though Nassii could not see signs of a serious wound. "What happened?' he asked rather tersely, whipping his head to his shoulder. The ladies faltered but eventually one answered meekly that this winged boy had fallen from the sky. Nassii looked worried about the man's wings but did not dare move him for fear of breaking his unfamiliar biology even more. In stead, he reached inside a pouch at his waist and pulled out a small green ball about the size of an apricot. He put the item to the boy's lips and watched as it instantly dissolved into liquid and entered his mouth. With any luck, the heal ball would help bring him to enough to make it easier to treat his wounds and thet him on his feet again - or in the air, if he'd rather. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Toxic Love (Shadowsmaiden and Jilorbb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowsmaiden</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 14:57:24</strong>
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				<em>“It’s you....”</em><br>The words left his lips before he could stop them. Shock was the first thing that registered on Talis’ face when he regained consciousness and came face to face with none other than the boy from his dreams. He couldn’t remember how he’d ended up here, wherever ‘here’ was but this was beyond his comprehension. His strength was quickly returning and already he managed to stretch out his wings behind him as he sat up and ran a hand through his hair. There was no easy way out of this situation and embarrassment was already fast overcoming him, the slightest hint of a blush to his cheeks as he kept his gaze averted.<br><br>Talis didn’t know what to do at this point.<br>For the first time in his life, the raven haired kitsujinken was at a complete loss as to how he should handle the situation. What’s more, he knew he would be in for a world of hurt when Ravendel found him. He didn’t need innocent bystanders getting caught up in his mess and that’s exactly what would happen to this boy if he tried to come between the two brothers and their arguing. It was a risk he simply wasn’t willing to take and one that he would rather avoid altogether, if it were possible. He couldn’t chance anyone else getting hurt because of him.<br><br>“You should stay away from me.” He muttered unceremoniously as he struggled to his feet and dusted off his black leather slacks and the over-coat he was wearing. “I’m a danger to anyone who comes near me right now and that means that none of you are safe.” He silently hoped they would all heed his warning so that he wouldn’t have to worry about any casualties in the crossfire between him and his brother. Talis cast a glance at Afanassii for the second time then and in an instant, knew that he didn’t want to leave this place.<br><br>He melted.... he became trapped in the boys eyes and found himself ready to give up everything....<em></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Toxic Love (Shadowsmaiden and Jilorbb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 05:08:35</strong>
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				The first words out of the raven-haired beauty's mouth made Nassii react quizzically. The familiarity behind that phrase and the look on his face presenting more than pain from the fall had the native's mind racing for context. <br><br>He took a step back to give the man room when he began to test the strength of his unusual appendages. The blush on his face... those rosebud lips.... that stare... It was as if a shockwave ran through Afanassii's system, making him stagger another step backward and fall back on his knees again. He brought a delicate hand to his face, touching his lips with the pads of his fingertips while he recalled scenes from his recurring dreams. <br><br>As the winged man rose to his feet, the Sekassiret gentleman stayed on his knees at first, his impossibly long hair spilling on the ground around him. He lifted his head to follow the other's movement with his eyes and listened to that lone-wolf dialogue intently, even more confused than before. Nassii caught a few strange looks from the women nearby and face expressed his own blush at that, while he averted his gaze and took back to a standing position. <br><br>"A... danger?" He said, his voice expressing a Russian accent. Nassii looked upward for a moment, as if expecting more phenomenally gorgeous winged men to fall out of the sky as well. With a chuckle he turned back to the newcomer and shook his head. "I hold a lot of faith that the danger has passed, my friend. Though I must apologize for the way that you have arrived... I am not certain but I fear you may have falling victim to one of the notorious portals that my people had set about in other worlds in our past. If that is the case...." he drew out, scratching the back of his head with a sheepish smile, "I do apologize..." He stuttered the repeated phrase out less than eloquently as the other's stare locked onto him.<br><br>The ladies who had gone back to their housework began to cluster together and whisper, no doubt causing more gossip about the young Freeman guildsman. He scowled for a moment their way when at last he was able to have the wherewithal to be present in that moment. Whenever he looked into the eyes of the dark-haired Outsider, time grew still and he felt a bit dizzy. So it was simple, he would have to lead him away from the clucking hens and keep his gaze averted for the mean time. "Uh... Well, I think, perhaps we should get you looked at by a physician?" He suggested, looking back for the tiniest moment before turning away. His voice grew meek as he pointed down a nearby lane. "I know an available physicker not too far from us..."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Toxic Love (Shadowsmaiden and Jilorbb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowsmaiden</strong> on <strong>22-08-2013, 08:46:22</strong>
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				The world through his eyes had come to a complete stop. The only sounds Talis could hear in that moment, were the beating of his own heart and the wind wrapping itself around him in a calming embrace. Afanassii was even more beautiful than he had been in his dreams. He appeared to be kind and caring as well and seemed everything that he’d wanted to find in a partner.<br><br>The kitsujinken male shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts.<br><br>His wing was injured and needed to be seen to. This was no time to be thinking with his lower appendages and as much as he might find the other male attractive, he doubted whether he would even swing his way. Sighing softly and doing his best not to think about the things that shouldn’t be entering his mind, Talis stretched his wing out and cringed from the pain.<br><br>“Yes. I think the physician might be a good idea.” He muttered softly and caused his wings to&nbsp; dissipate into dust, transferring the wound to his shoulder and wincing. “Although this is a mere burn from my brothers power and should heal in a couple of days.”<br><br>He bit his lip. Hoping that it wouldn’t be obvious that he was checking the other male out quite thoroughly.<br>
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