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Nicolai Rumancek


He nodded "I...I don't even know how to explain it really" he said as he rubbed his face where the remnants of the burn still lingered "It all just happened so fast" he said quietly as he looked over at him, finishing off his glass of whiskey in a rather large swig. Sighing softly as he got lost in thought for a moment


 




"it is a rather... unfortunate. I think I might deduce all I need to know though from my research - so no need to fret. I can help with that though, if you want. It was one of the first things I made sure to learn - it fascinated me as a doctor and healer - I have saved hundreds of lives on the table with these subtle restorative magics - who would have died horrible and painful deaths have they not received my care. I promise - it will only take a second, and you won't feel a thing. It might even improve your healing rate exponentially in the future." He sat forwards, placing his drink on the side table - and gave his sterner, more concerned doctor's face - something he had perfected over the years.


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Nicolai Rumancek


He shook his head "Nah this'll be fine, just makes me look cooler" he said with a smirk before going to pour himself more whiskey but ended up spilling it in the Doctor's lap 'accidentally' "Fuck I'm so sorry!" he lied as he looked at him with a slight frown, trying to get him mad and see what he was really like "I guess that fight really shook me up more than I realized" he said with a shrug, getting up to find a rag "Hope those weren't expensive" he said in a slightly more condescending tone


 

 

Niklaus Aston


He huffed softly as he looked up at him, frowning a bit when his cheek was kissed "Well I mean how am I supposed to react to you kissing me?" he asked with a cocky look on his face



"I don't know... Its your body not mine..." Elle comes in to Luke's house panting heavily, "I really hope this works." Elle puts a barrier around Luke's house then she goes to Luke's room and Luke stares at her confused, "Elle what are you doing here...?" Elle says a spell and Luke falls asleep slowly, "Elle...?" Luke finally falls asleep and Elle walks closer to Luke sighing.
 
(scarlet doesn't seem to be on, so...)


Fritz corners a buff dude, who is probably a factory worker or something, who tries to punch him from fear. However, he just lets the punch hit his left arm, creating a broken knuckle or two and a metallic clang, and is then stabbed by the green goopy sword. Then, with ease, Fritz lifts him up with the left hand, and walks to his vehicle. If nothing happens, he'll just drive off.
 

Lord Briarwood


"Please - Samantha, it's only right I apologise to you. I should mention, during that period of time - I went through some dark days. It happens from time to time, I enter months of depression and violence before re-emerging. Its how I cope. I've suffered loss, ever since Jerusalem. One after another. Whether that be lovers or friends. No matter the circle of life, I'm a wicked man. Nothing can change that but -" He decisively exhaled. "Would you forgive me?"


 


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Niklaus Aston


He was about to kiss Luke again when Elle came in, he unintentionally glared at her "Don't hurt him" he warned, sounding more threatening than he probably intended. He followed her to Luke's room and crossed his arms as he leaned against the door frame


 

 
"I don't know... Its your body not mine..." Elle comes in to Luke's house panting heavily, "I really hope this works." Elle puts a barrier around Luke's house then she goes to Luke's room and Luke stares at her confused, "Elle what are you doing here...?" Elle says a spell and Luke falls asleep slowly, "Elle...?" Luke finally falls asleep and Elle walks closer to Luke sighing.



(That's hard to read on nightlife)
 

Nicolai Rumancek


He shook his head "Nah this'll be fine, just makes me look cooler" he said with a smirk before going to pour himself more whiskey but ended up spilling it in the Doctor's lap 'accidentally' "Fuck I'm so sorry!" he lied as he looked at him with a slight frown, trying to get him mad and see what he was really like "I guess that fight really shook me up more than I realized" he said with a shrug, getting up to find a rag "Hope those weren't expensive" he said in a slightly more condescending tone


 




The doctor's eyes frowned. "Not at all..." He picked up his drink - as if the spill did not bother him at all. "Curious thing... medical practice. You learn so many strange facts about the body... over the years. Did you know - that no matter how good of an actor you are, if you make a conscious decision to do something - then the body will subconsciously prepare for it without your call. Take falling... or throwing something. Accidentally, the movement will be slack and lack direction. But the moment there is intent... well - to the trained eye - it's like theater. My favorite is the muscle just behind the ear, not something many people notice. Before you decide to do something, in a subconscious effort to stabilize and protect the neck - it will tighten - before the action. Is that not the most fascinating bit of information you have ever heard...?" He looked the wolf in the eye, keeping his tone polite but making it clear that he was being sarcastic, and was actually calling him out. He took a sip as he smirked at the wolf. 


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Nicolai Rumancek


He frowned slightly at his words and tossed him a rag "Either way, I'm sorry" he said with a shrug "Although I'd like to know where those two ran off too, It's been awhile...Perhaps you scared Sam away" he said as his eyes snapped over to the man for a moment before stuffing his hands in his pockets with a shrug, choosing not to sit back down. "I do find it interesting though, that you think I'm attracted to Sylas" he said as if the man were wrong


 

 

Lord Briarwood


"Thank you." He smiled, at last reaching the kitchens. "Hopefully you're not squeamish about blood, are you?" He thus continued into the hubbub of maids and chefs, reaching one of the fridges. Opening it, appeared a various range of bloodpacks. All labelled and accounted for. Carefully he selected one, making a small incision to pour the thick, red contents in a glass. To which he knocked back before it had a chance to even begin congealing. It was ... like a fine red wine, but the telltale signs were there.


 


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Nicolai Rumancek


He frowned slightly at his words and tossed him a rag "Either way, I'm sorry" he said with a shrug "Although I'd like to know where those two ran off too, It's been awhile...Perhaps you scared Sam away" he said as his eyes snapped over to the man for a moment before stuffing his hands in his pockets with a shrug, choosing not to sit back down. "I do find it interesting though, that you think I'm attracted to Sylas" he said as if the man were wrong


 




"Because you admitted it - both verbally and subconsciously. You are not that hard to read - much like a young child. Changing the topic when they know they should be getting a scolding." He got up and walked to the windows - looking over the gardens. he did not even bother to wipe up or try and dry the mess. Who better to scold the wolf, than the man who owned that splash of very rare... and very expensive Whiskey. No... the Evidence will stay. "As to where they are... perhaps our resident Lord has found the attentions of someone far more interesting than the two of us." His tone became rather malicious - "I do not know if you noticed, but many of the things I see in how you behave around him, I saw in him around her. And why not... ( He turned and peered into the boy's eyes) She is rare, and beautiful and pure... while you are? What? A relatively unintelligent, unintriguing child - who has a rather pathetic disposition in so far as ceding to even the faintest whiff of authority and dominance. Hardly new, hardly interesting... hardly appealing, sexually or otherwise." He offered the Wolf a smile - as if to say that they were even now.


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Lord Briarwood


It wasn't the same. It was never truly the same. Not the same as pinning the prey beneath you, wrenching their heads to expose the pulsing jugular. Sinking long canines into the flesh, having them choke and struggle whilst that red metallic warmth seeped down your throat and caused the victim to fall limp in your arms. Dead and discarded. 


 


Sylas snapped from the guilty memories, the sadistic wish to hunt , stretch his legs and feel the adrenaline hit his sytem. To feel that dominance, power and -- well; to experience death at his own two hands. But he refrained. Or tried to anyhow. As the glass was emptied, he slammed the now empty drinking vessel upon the kitchen counter. Causing a network of fissures in the shape of his palm.


 


He hurried away from the scene, needing something else to take his mind off the tantalising images behind his eyes. "We should return to he smoking room, Samantha. I have no doubt we've caused a long enough wait. Finally you might be able to discuss with Doctor Scott - seeming as you haven't talked yet. Hm?" He suggested, striding quickly back in the direction of the entertainment.


 

 

Nicolai Rumancek


He merely raised an eyebrow at the mans words, seeming rather unimpressed by the whole spiel "Oh? Sounds like you've got competition then" he said plainly. All of this were things he'd heard many times before from various people he'd been with, 'friends' or otherwise, which was likely why Nicolai generally preferred to be alone and didn't have many options of where to stay "Really though you should clean up that mess, don't want The Lord thinking you're a slob now do we?" he asked as he stared at the stain on the mans clothes. He breathed in and could smell the blood from a mile away, though it smelled cold so he knew it was from a fridge of some sort. "Hmf, You should really evaluate yourself though. Because the way you speak about other people says more about you than it does them" he said with a shrug before wandering over to the cigars but instead pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket that he'd scrounged from his dirty clothes


 

 
She nodded, biting her lip and following along. Samantha sighed. Staying quiet was almost like lying and she wouldn't lie-would she? "N-no! I-I have spoken to him already! He was very nice!" She smiled. 


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Nicolai Rumancek


He merely raised an eyebrow at the mans words, seeming rather unimpressed by the whole spiel "Oh? Sounds like you've got competition then" he said plainly. All of this were things he'd heard many times before from various people he'd been with, 'friends' or otherwise, which was likely why Nicolai generally preferred to be alone and didn't have many options of where to stay "Really though you should clean up that mess, don't want The Lord thinking you're a slob now do we?" he asked as he stared at the stain on the mans clothes. He breathed in and could smell the blood from a mile away, though it smelled cold so he knew it was from a fridge of some sort. "Hmf, You should really evaluate yourself though. Because the way you speak about other people says more about you than it does them" he said with a shrug before wandering over to the cigars but instead pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket that he'd scrounged from his dirty clothes


 




"Ah, a miscalculation on my part then. It is so hard to hurt people with words they already believe and accept. As to the matter of competition?  In what regard? Sex? That bores me. Ownership? That bores me. If There was some sort of competition going on, and I had been interested in partaking - then you would know." He sighed, and went back to his chair, waiting for the Lord and the Angel to enter.
 

Nicolai Rumancek


He laughed rather maniacally all of a sudden "Then why are you here exactly?" he asked with a surprisingly wide grin on his face, lighting the cigarette and taking a long drag, blowing the smoke in the Doctor's direction with a smug look on his face "Because certainly if it were to learn about the beast your ...advisor or whatever she is could've told you what we know" he said as he took a few steps closer to him, then a couple more until he was standing directly in front of him, continuing to take drags of the cigarette "Unless you're here to say... kidnap poor Samantha. Oh now wouldn't Sylas find that just lovely" he said in a rather threatening tone, his eyes glowing bright yellow as he glared down at the man


 

 
Fritz drives back to his castle, laughing maniacally. He doesn't particularly drives carefully or slowly, so he is easily spotted.
 

Lord Briarwood


"Darling, I'm not quite sure you're feeling well. You've not opened your mouth once towards him, although he does seem ... interesting. To say the very least." Sylas, continued his fast pace, reaching the smoking room in and about five minutes. Which frankly he was quite proud of. With a slight aroma of blood, still lingering, Briarwood exhaled and glanced off towards Samantha, pushing open the doors and beckoning her into the room alongside everyone else.


"Awfully sorry for the delay, I was having a delightful discussion with Samantha -- Doctor Scott, do you need a handkerchief? And Nicolai, please for gods sakes what are you doing to the man!? He's a guest. This is not, an interrogation." 


 


 

 

Nicolai Rumancek


He laughed rather maniacally all of a sudden "Then why are you here exactly?" he asked with a surprisingly wide grin on his face, lighting the cigarette and taking a long drag, blowing the smoke in the Doctor's direction with a smug look on his face "Because certainly if it were to learn about the beast your ...advisor or whatever she is could've told you what we know" he said as he took a few steps closer to him, then a couple more until he was standing directly in front of him, continuing to take drags of the cigarette "Unless you're here to say... kidnap poor Samantha. Oh now wouldn't Sylas find that just lovely" he said in a rather threatening tone, his eyes glowing bright yellow as he glared down at the man


 




Not even bothering to look at him, and keeping his eyes on the door - the Doctor spoke in an airy manner - "Oh please. Firstly, Violence? or that the threat of Violence? Don't insult yourself so... Secondly - If I had wanted to take the Angel - for whatever reason, why would I take her from the house of one of the most respected members of the supernatural community? Ensuring some sort of wild hunt for me? Again - you insult both my and your own intelligences. (He turned his eyes to the Lord) No, the wolf had a bit of a slip - I will be leaving soon anyway. It might as well aerate my washing machine. I might have become a bit snappish at that, which of course made him angry. I bear no grudge." He looked to the Angel - "Evening, dear."
 
Walking into a conversation that was about her wasn't new for Samantha, but hadn't happened in such a long while, that the feeling felt as new as it did back in 1890. "E-evening." Samantha smiled, with a small nod. "U-uhm... I don't believe we've formally met, am I correct?" She asked, before holding out her hand with a small smile.


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