Cosmic Dev 1 -Vampiric Enlightenment-

[21:16] Donovan Invidia says, ".."
[21:16] Donovan Invidia says, "Ooooh a neries.."
[21:16] Syracuse Fengari says, "Yo."
[21:16] Constantin says, "Oh? Greetings."
[21:16] Donovan Invidia says, "I've heard your lot has different blood."
[21:18] Had simply sat on the bench, it was where he usually sat anyways. He'd look up lazily, as if he wasn't to surprised. Not many Neries where on Agartha. Even fewer ever left the confines of Dawn.

He'd raise a brow at the woman, though he'd chuckle lightly to himself at that. Of course, he was in Obsidia.

"I wouldn't really know, never been one for trying the different flavors."

He'd answer with a light hearted shrug of his shoulders. His casual cocky smirk settling upon an oooh so punchable face.
(Syracuse Fengari)
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[21:19] Donovan Invidia says, "Mm.. Well-"
[21:20] Donovan Invidia says, "Mind taking part in my catalogue-ing of uhhh.."
[21:20] Syracuse Fengari asks, "You wanna taste?"
[21:20] Donovan Invidia says, "Yes."
[21:20] Constantin says, "Hmm..."
[21:21] Syracuse Fengari says, "Sure, never fed a vampire before."
[21:22] Syracuse Fengari asks, "Should I just, bleed myself in a cup?"
[21:23] Donovan Invidia says, "I prefer taking a bite straight out of you- But if you value muscular integrity bleeding into a cup is the best option."
[21:25] Constantin says, "Oh! Greetings Luna."
[21:26] Luna smiles and waves with both hands at Constantin. "Hi hi Constantin!"
(Luna Invidia)
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[21:27] Constantin asks, "You seems to be quite happy today. Aren't you?"
[21:27] This, this was why he still traveled. You never knew when you'd meet some crazy monster who wanted to eat you. Or drink you, as he thought he'd glance down at the brand of arcane runes upon his forearm.

He'd clench the muscles of the arm, allowing some of the excess mana he'd been casually absorbing since arriving within Obsidia to travel to another leech of a different caliber.

He'd look up at Donovan, bringing that same tattooed forearms hand to his chin. He'd squint at the vampire curiously for a few moments.

"Hmm, I'll be quite honest. I do val- awh, what the hell. Just don't drain the well dry, I need some strength to help you lot with Tecochitlan in the counter-attack."

As he spoke he'd simply roll up the sleeve of his non-ensorcelled arm. Getting up to stroll over towards Donovan and offering them the wrist.

He was a big guy, plenty of blood. He wasn't worried about losing some of it. He'd glance to the side as he did so, flashing Luna a smile.

"Aye! Little miss Sake, how're you? Been years since I been up this way."
(Syracuse Fengari)
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[21:32] "Mhm! I did some farming, collecting and stuff." Smiling brightly as can be, her day went very well. Even more so as Syracuse come to visit Obsidia.

"Hiya Syra! I've been very good. Improving with my cooking skill and even made a batch of Sake for you if you'd like some." She'd chime, offering the Neries their alcohol. "Mh! It really has been quite a few years since I've seen ya, glad you visited." She'd nod.

"Do you have any cool stories to share?" She'd say before turning to hug Rylan's arm as they approached her side. "Rylie~!"
(Luna Invidia)
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[21:46] Quicksilver light flared behind her mismatched eyes. Glimmering behind the white iris and pupil of her left eye, and overtaking the crimson color of her right. As wrong as the childish vampire's presence felt, that sensation worsened as she approached. As she gently set herself down upon the stone before him.

Her boots crunched upon gravel, her too-long cloak coiled on the ground. He said not to drain him dry- But oh, that was the least one need worry about with her. At least, if she had seen him as an enemy, he would be in trouble. Probably.

But he was willingly offering blood. That fed her ego.

Donovan reached forth, when he offered his wrist. Translucent fingers grasped his forearm, shifting his sleeve a bit further up his arm. Usually she didn't bother, but she wasn't taking a chunk out of him. She was drinking.

She kept telling herself that.

Razor sharp teeth flashed as she brought his wrist to her lips. With ease they sank in, drawing forth blood. She dared not waste a drop, drinking down every ounce she drew forth. That quicksilver glow in her eyes flashed through her veins, flickering about her form.

Oh how wonderful, a new taste.
(Donovan Invidia)
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[21:59] Syracuse, massive Neries that he was. Fully considered himself able to lose some blood. However, as the greedy little demon latched on like a damnable lamprey. He quickly realized that maybe he wasn't quite large enough to handle such a loss of blood.

Strange how even a small amount of blood quickly starts causing issues in the body. He'd shift a bit, mentally closing the magical connection to the big man. They didn't need his mana right now, he did.

The dark skinned man closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, inhaling the volcanically heated air about Obsidai. Feeling the warmth of the place in the depths of his core. With the exhalation he'd reopen them.

Looking down at the smaller vampire he couldn't help but feel a small twang of kinship. After all the Neries themselves where leeches in their own right. Simply consuming one's soul rather than the pale flesh of their mortal guise.

As they drank he'd simply rest his free hand on the back of the vampires head. Perhaps if he'd the need to strike them should it become to much. Perhaps simply because he'd a habit of tousling the hair of smaller people. Most likely? The vampire was quickly becoming a lot more steady than he, himself, was. Better to have a stout vampiric pillar girl than the cackled dirt to catch him.

Though, he wouldn't lie to himself. He reveled in the new sensations. Pain, lots of pain. He'd thought the dragon's flame had scoured his flesh? Ah, this felt so much worse. Though there was other things to, the lightening of one's senses as blood escaped their brain. Stars ever so far, drifting in close to his gaze.

He smiled at that one, stars. He loved the stars. He'd loved them ever since he'd heard the song of the lover's star in the night sky. His gaze drifting to downward, at appearances merely looking at the top of the vampiric head he was tousling,in truth he could see the faint twirling stars. The lover's star, in truth not one but two. Tiny and insignificant by themselves but revolving together. Utilizing one another to provide a guiding light.

It was all so beautiful.
(Syracuse Fengari)