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〝  in the figurative or literal sense..?? ＂ he asked with the smallest frown on features as he made his other hand also settle against the small of erique's back,  pulling the other close in the form of a comfortable hug〝  bleh,  i don't like the idea of being eaten alive-  but at the same time i also don't like staying still..  i get too antsy and end up wanting to do something to pass the time... ＂

@lostupon 
                  ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷      he can't help the smile that quirks to his lips.  erique stops in front of the human,  reaching with a free hand to take hold of the thumbs up.  he opens the hand with his own, bringing it down to settle upon the small of his back.   he leans in, chest pressing against chest.   "   whatever i suggest?   backstage work? in these outfits? you'll be eaten alive..  I don't like that idea.  perhaps you can stay here, in my dressing room, all nice and pretty.  " 

〝  oh,  don't worry.  i'm fine with doing whatever you suggest! ＂ a bright smile made its way onto his face as he leaned against erique's touch〝  heh,  and not to brag or anything,  but i'm pretty capable when it comes to handling equipment.  so i'd be down for any backstage work you put me up to! ＂ he assured with an awfully cute thumbs-up

@lostupon 
                  ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷    "   what are you spewing right now?   we have an assortment of entertainment.  and there is certainly still shopping.   " 

@lostupon 
                  ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷       "  shh,  easy.  "    a pale, placid hand settles to the startled shoulder,  urging the guide to settle back against the bed.   he leans over, long strangest of midnight blue fall from behind -- a curtain as yellowed irses gentle on  the wincing expression.    "  I wouldn't say an angle,  but you are certainly safe for now.   you had quite the injuries..  " 

the blond asked in a state of delirium upon barely just waking up from his injured state.  last he remembered,  he had fallen through a spatial rift during a mission with his partnered esper...  wait,  where was his esper??  better yet,  where was he!?  in a state of sudden panic,  the blond shot up from his laying state before wincing in pain at the injury to his side,  causing him to later let out a small groan

@deathlyvamp 
                      ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷         a twisted half-grin curls his lips in small satisfaction.  he brings up a hand, fingers pushing against his velvet own velvet lips as head tilts to the side.   "   i've never been one for customs,  have i?   though, i will say,  it was he who welcomed me with his touch first.   " 

@deathlyvamp 
                     ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷        "   so cold to me,  you didn't even like it a little?   " 

@interwovens 
                    ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷       he looks down at himself, then back up at the entity.  hair brushes against the forehead as he tilts to the side.   " yes, freezing, and i suppose I have a unique craving for flesh; blood.  " 

@operatics  ›    slowly,  it’s head tilts,  eyes trail along the vampire’s frame.  feeling the coldness,  rather than warmth,  a brow quirks up.    “so,  you really are the undead.  is it cold for you?  what do you eat now that you’re    ..dead.”

@interwovens 
                     ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷       to say he was shocked for a moment was an understatement -- though he was always one to collect his composure quickly.    "  well, i certainly didn't expect that when you had said to visit you.  "  came a light laugh,  a shake of his head as his eyes settle on the other.   "   so, what now then?   " 

@soulvation 
                   ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷       "    hmhm..  caught me red handed i suppose,  you know me so well, don't you~?  " 

〝  don't make me laugh.  your intentions are always anything but pure ＂

@soulvation 
                    ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷       "  the only thing I plot is how to gain your attention ~   i promise, i'm of pure intentions right now.  " 

@soulvation 
                    ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷     "  oh, don't ruint the surprise now!  what a shame, I suppose i'll have to take my time.. " 

〝  'for now' my ass.  knowing you,  you'll work on doing it even faster than that if it meant being able to get a rise out of him ＂

@soulvation 
                   ﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷       "   that sounds rather fun, does it not?   maybe i should try.  haha~  i only jest,  for now at least  ^^ " 

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀guideverse⠀⤼   original character 
                                mature themes !   multiship ! mlm 
                                insp:  phantom of the opera,  
                                castlevania, dark academia,  etc. 
                                he/him   |   5'9"   |   t.w/  mel & ally

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷     a  guide mesh of depravity
                             two worlds collide  in one in a tale
                             of desires to feast and heal.  how 
                             sickening this absorbing, melding 
                             wants truly twist his stomach so. 
                             [  A -  RANK  ]    moreover  starved. 
                                    a blood-sucking fiend from 
                                  the depths of an opera house. 

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Ꮛʳ͟ⁱ͟q͟ᵘ͟ᵉ͟        ─ ˖ ࣪ ‹  ˖─      vampirism  
                      ʷʰᵒ ᵃᵐ ᴵ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵉⁿʸ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵘⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢᶜᵒʷᵉʳˢ ᵐʸ ᵛᵉⁱⁿˢ? 
            
                          a performer.  an aristocrat.  a deviant. 
                         hunger as a whole is a given. to indulge 
                         so openly in the woes of perverse pain. 
                         erique is no stranger to it.  he craves it. 
                         the hunger that consumed everyone. it 
                         is purity in its finest form; consumption. 

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