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Post by thanosdimitriou on May 23, 2012 2:31:03 GMT 1
Thanos stood on the street corner one hand wrapped around the pole of a street light and spun around it, his head tilted upwards taking in the great sights of New Vegas. The air was warm still with a slight breeze that tickled the fringes of his ebony hair. A hair cut would be in order, perhaps soon or not. Stepping off the curb he moseyed across the street with no particular destination in mind.
His hand slid into the new silk slacks he wore from Maximo, whom had done a superb job as a tailor. The dark blue silk shirt he wore matched the deepening twilight of the night sky, as well as his slate colored eyes. He winked at a doll that happened to look at him with an opened mouth stare of adoration. She squealed and grabbed up her friends arm to point him out, but he was not in the mood for dolls... tonight. With out any effort on his part he was soon well ahead of the woman and her friend. The dolls frustration with his disappearance left her friend amused and reassuring her that no dark haired Adonis walked the streets of New Vegas tonight.
A street player caught his interest and he ambled over to lean against the corner of the building. There he stood listening for a time, to the deep seductive melodies flowing from the saxophone player.
With a careless hand he tossed a small wad of credits into the mans case and strolled away humming the tune quietly to himself as he flipped a casino chip through his fingers of his left hand. It wound in and out of each digit as if pulled by an invisible string. Over and over again as he took in more of the cities sights. Thoughts of the past had driven him from his secluded little nook and out into the open for something... someone different. The dolls held no interest, he thirsted for some careless whisper he'd not heard yet. Tasted yet. It drove him onward still looking for the unknown that pulled him further down Freemont street.
The lights twinkled a multitude of colors bleeding into nothing but a steady stream of light as he ambled here and there. He could almost taste the pulse of life on the tip of his tongue and it irritated as much as it aroused in him a need for something unknown. The humans were all around but no flavor seemed to call to him amongst them. Everywhere they came and went unfettered from the needs that drove a vampire.
The bright blue lights of a small casino caught his eye and he stepped into the brightly lit vestibule. The melodies of machines and thrum of exited luck filtered across his skin and he flinched visibly. No this was not what he sought, at least not tonight. Having always been a finicky fellow he turned away and wandered back out onto the open street again. The haunting melody of the saxophone player drifted on the breeze and his lips twitched in amusement. Perhaps a little musical flavor would do for now.
With an unhurried pace he set his destination on the street player. The chip flipping around and around in his hand slipping through each finger as if water flowing over rocks. When one had hundreds of years to do idle things, one could learn many amusing useless skills. That coupled with the fact that Thanos could never sit perfectly still unless in his death sleep only added to that particular skill habit.
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Post by Rome Dextaris on Jun 3, 2012 9:24:15 GMT 1
Playful. That could describe the delectable creature who was under the scrutiny of this mischievous Djinn. He moved like a panther on the prowl, a predator incarnate.He was definitely playful in his interactions with the squealing fan girl. Rome ran a hand down his bare chest then hooked his thumbs in the waste of the torn jeans that were the only stitch of clothing he wore. Even his feet were bare. He watched as the scrumptious beast distanced himself from the women.
"I wish I was good enough for a man like that."
Rome grinned and waved a finger in her direction, "Done." he whispered as she turned into a statue of diamonds which shattered and scattered all over the ground. He laughed softly as the woman's companion screamed bloody murder.
His body turned to mist as he moved to catch up with the object of his attention. He was intrigued and feeling playful himself. He stopped and watched the man as he enjoyed the entertaining musician. Rome had not heard this instrument before but he liked it. He was curious as to what the object was that the man threw it into case so he materialized and walked over to look in.
"I wish I had about 1000 more of those." the musician sighed.
Rome looked at him. He could twist this so deliciously but the other man seemed to like him and Rome liked him too.
"Done." he said to the man and walked away as credits began to fly out of his saxophone. It was time to look for his new entertainment. He didnt have to go far at all. As the saxophone player stopped playing to pick up his treasure, the man reappeared. He simply looked at the creature. "I have made your musician happy." he announced. "Does this please you?" he asked him with a wicked smirk of self satisfaction.
"Wow! I wish something like that would happen to me!" a tired looking disheveled man exclaimed.
"Done." Rome said without taking his eyes off Thanos, yet waving a finger in the direction of the man. The man immediately began coughing and gagging as credit scripts spewed from his gaping maw. His face turned blue and he fell to the ground as the scripts continued to pour from his mouth. Rome grinned even wider as the first woman ran by with her hands full of diamonds.
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Post by thanosdimitriou on Jun 3, 2012 22:10:23 GMT 1
The music stopped. Why had the hauntingly sweet music stopped. He wondered as he moved closer. A small group had formed and the talk was off a magical saxophone spilling credits. A lone man dressed only in ragged jeans appeared as if out of no where. Regarding him carefully, Thanos allowed himself a wry chuckle. Does this please him? Apparently it pleased the musician more. Though the absence of music was missed. "So I see. Pity the music stopped." was all he could say as he watched the man. No he wasn't human. He wasn't angel either. A puzzle then.
Thanos started to flip his coin over and over. The bedraggled human that spoke next had him shaking his head. If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. Apparently the man was some sort of monetary fairy. Thanos did not believe in fairies. Gagging from behind the fairy drew his attention. He looked around the creature to see, a man chocking on papers. He dropped his coin. As well as his lower jaw. "What the devil are you?" Thanos asked appalled and intrigued.
A woman came running by glittering gems dripping in her wake. The creature seemed even more amused by this latest occurrence as if he had part in it as well. Assuming he did so, Thanos grew leery of such a creatures attention. A crowd started to form around the dieing man. A waste of human life perhaps but then they were nothing but cattle.
He gave a arrogant shrug and looked at his empty hand. Exasperated with himself he pulled another coin from his slacks and proceeded to start weaving it through his fingers and gave the creature a nod. "καληνύχτα" He bade him and walked away. His hunger temporarily forgotten. He would miss the music, but did not wish to linger. The Vampire King was not going to be pleased that this creature was killing off humans. Thanos did not wish to bring the ire of said king upon his own head. He preferred to keep under the notice of such authority figures.
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Post by Rome Dextaris on Jun 4, 2012 7:14:07 GMT 1
He didn't like him. He didn't like his gifts. Rome's brow furrowed in indignant frustration. Fine, if he did not want his gifts, he would find someone who did. It would be difficult to find one who interested him so well, or would it in a city full of vampires? "I am as close to a God as you will ever see, vampire." he waved his hand casually."I am Djinn."
He shrugged as if it meant nothing, because most vampires didn't know they existed and if they knew anything, it was all rumors for the Djinn were all but naught. He fingered the metal cylinder that was his prison for so many years, and now he was free. He was slave to no one and as long as he kept granting wishes, he would remain Djinn, dangerous, exotic and powerful.
He looked at the man on the ground as the credits stopped spewing out and he took a great gasping breath. Seeingly unphased the greedy bastard gathered up his credits and ran off. "Εάν αυτό είναι ό, τι θέλετε.Το βρίσκω διασκεδαστικό μου αλλού.Κρίμα ... Έχω τρεις ευχές για εσάς." he said then snapped his fingers and turned away. The haunting melody filled the night air and Rome walked the other way.
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Post by thanosdimitriou on Jun 4, 2012 16:57:06 GMT 1
" τι !"
Thanos whirled around at the mention of Djinn. His tongue lodged in this throat. Had he actually just encountered such a fabled creature. Septimius had filled his head with such tales at one time. He loved the mythos of lore. Greece was full of old Gods and Goddesses. The sharp pain of the memory caused him to flinch. It had been forever since he thought of those times. Close to God would be most accurate.
The music he adored filled the night air once more and he almost wept. Unbidden words of Sappho came to him and they fell from his lips as he stared after the retreating figure of the Djinni.
"Blest as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile.
'Twas this deprived my soul of rest, And raised such tumults in my breast; For while I gazed, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost:
My bosom glowed; the subtle flame Ran quick through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung; My ears with hollow murmurs rung.
In dewy damps my limbs were chilled; My blood with gentle horror thrilled; My feeble pulse forgot to play; I fainted, sank, and died away"
Said in his native tongue, it flowed in time with the music returned. Sappho was always best said to a melody. Her works long forgotten by common man had inspired many others whom put said works to paper. As he often had such a thirst for all things written he'd come across it many years ago. Looking after such a being the words seemed to have been composed for such a time and place.
He dropped his coin again and it rolled down the street toward the retreating figure. Being as old as he was some days he felt incredibly inept. Could he have been so stupid to have not realized what was in front of him. No he'd though the man a fairy.. he sighed regretting his haste in his dismissing the man. Dare he speak a wish aloud to draw him back. Such tricky things though, wishes. Never did them come without a price. So he'd seen so far tonight.
"ας, μακάρι ...."
((( Sappho Poem is a Translation of "That man seems to me peer of gods. by Ambrose Philips, 1711" )))
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Post by Rome Dextaris on Jun 6, 2012 18:43:09 GMT 1
While Rome was moving very slowly, enjoying his game with the vampire, he knew he would not be going very far. How could one so aged resist the temptations of a Djinn.
The rumors and storys told of such magic and adventure, no immortal could resist. He stopped walking when he heard the signing begin. Rome was a sucker for a man who could sing. He stopped and closed his eyes as he listened.
Rome loved Greece. His earliest memories that involved mankind, came from that area. He lived there whenever he could. Sometimes he didn’t have a choice but to go elsewhere but when he could he tried to make it back.
He loved the sound of the Greek language rolling off the tongue of the sculpted vampire. Then the words were spoken…he grinned and faced the man. With feet of mist he drew the distance between them to a close. He looked into the vampire’s eyes curiously.
“Have you a wish for me?” he asked, “Because I have only one wish for myself which only you can grant.” He lifted his eyebrows mischievously. He reached out, placed a finger on Thanos chest, and began walking like a predatory cat in a circle around him, dragging his finger along, trailing it over each muscle starting from his chest and travelling around his back.
“I’m bored vampire.” He pouted and toyed with the small cylinder on the chain around his neck. “ I have stolen back my freedom and now I don’t know what to do. The world has changed and…” he was now back in front of the vampire and his tone turned from a pouty whine to something sinister, dark and seductive, “I’m bored.” He almost growled.
A Djinn with his freedom could be a very dangerous thing.
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Post by thanosdimitriou on Jun 8, 2012 18:24:03 GMT 1
As the Djinn came back Thanos watched his movements from beneath hooded eyes. A true Djinn. It was incredible, quiet frankly. He wasn't sure whether to thank his lucky stars or to bolt and run like hell. When one preferred a simple life, orderly and uncomplicated. Such a being was sure to complicate things. His tongue seemed swollen again as the man spoke and then began a slow circuit around his body. The finger that touched him was warm through the silk of his shirt. Standing still was not a issue.. so much as resisting the urge to grab the mans trailing finger. An sample what his skin tasted like. "Perhaps I may be able to assist you with that." was his reply, his tone husky and deep.
The gleam of metal caught his eye as the Djinn played with the object around his neck. He wondered what it was but his words drew Thanos's attention back to the matter at hand. The corner of his lips twitched as his brow rose ever so slightly. Bored. The man had a virtual world at his fingertips and he was bored. Could it be that like a vampire when one lived forever and a day. Time and everything else lost all meaning. "Well then, I shall strive to alleviate your boredom. Do you have a name perchance? Πεθαίνει ο φοιτητής Spyr στην υπηρεσία σας φίλος μου. " he added with a slight bow of his head. It wouldn't do to make the man any more bored. Thanos could think of several things at the top of a newly growing list, that he'd like to do with the beguiling man.
What ever would he wish for remained to be seen. It was something he'd think about later. For now he was content to perhaps taste of that lovely sculpted mouth, that pouted so. His own eyes darkened ever so slightly as his hunger pushed to the surface again. He had forgotten momentarily that he was hungry. Amongst other things he was practically starved for the touch and feel of another. Maximo's tender harted lover had stayed him from taking the tailor to his bed. Perhaps this wily creature before him would be a most delectable morsel after all. In more ways then one.
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Post by Rome Dextaris on Jun 9, 2012 10:08:12 GMT 1
The Djinn was not in the mood to be played but he was in the mood to play. He was not sure if he could trust this vampire. "I do not know if I can trust you, Greek." he rumbled and took one of the buttons of Thanos shirt between his fingers and thumb. He pulled as he stepped close and brought his face in close to his body. He inhaled Thanos masculine scent and growled. "You know what they say..." he said seductively and inhaled his way from Thanos chest to his neck, "Beware of Greeks bearing gifts." he whispered, "...and you, my friend would be such a gift." he breathed hot breath against Thanos neck.
Rome was doing this on purpose, for he knew that a vampire could not smell him until he was up very close and that his scent would drive him mad with hunger and desire. "Tell me vampire," he whispered, "Do you want what you cannot have?" the question was meant to bring confusion after he nearly offered himself to him. "Wish..." he whispered, "Wish for what you cannot have." He inhaled again as he drew his lips across Thanos jaw then suddenly released him and stepped back."I know what you wish, vampire. But you must speak the wish. I promise, no tricks if you make the right wish." He stook straight and tall and looked defiant, "Everyone wishes for what they cannot have. The right wishes will make you happy, the wrong ones will make me laugh."
Rome had a hard and fast rule when it came to making wishes. Wishes that benefited others, the weak, the innocent and the deserving, would go as the wisher planned. Wishes made for self endulgence, greed, lust or any ogher self serving reason, would be twisted and most likely would have fatal reprecutions unless Rome was feeling generous that day.
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Post by thanosdimitriou on Jun 9, 2012 22:05:25 GMT 1
Thanos stayed still, statuesque as the Djinn pulled upon his clothing. The low growl emanating from him had the fine hairs on the back of Thanos's neck on end. Forcing a swallow was all the movement he made as the Djinn's breath caressed his neck. His eyes closed slowly as he was enveloped with the heady scent of male. It was as if electrical currents coursed along his skin. Each sensation heightened, almost painfully so. His eyes opened slowly and he tilted his head to bring the Djinn back into focus. Slate gray eyes darkened with awaken needs he'd long left unfulfilled. "Yes" was all he managed to hiss softly as lips softly drew across his jaw. His fangs sprang unbidden into his mouth and his lips pulled back allowing them to be most visibly seen. " Στη συνέχεια θα ήθελα να ευχηθώ στον τρόπο που είστε σήμερα, Ότι μπορείτε να ever beΓια όλες τις ημέρες δωρεάν unfettered, Μαζί μου " Thanos told the utterly defiant being in front of him. Moving a step close,r filling the space that the retreating Djinn had left. Crowding the man as he had done just a moment before. He leaned his face in close to his neck a fraction from actually touching. Thanos let his own breath fan out across his torturer's neck. If the man wanted to dance so close to the flames of passion he stirred then so be it, Thanos thought reveling in the exotic musk that was pure Djinn. Let him pick apart that wish. His fingers trembled and curled upon themselves as he fought with himself. He was not about to debase himself and take what he wanted. He had fought that part of his nature for ever so long. Honorable till the very end, he would remain. "Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moon light?" he asked with a deep throat-ed purr, a dark gleam in his eye. He wanted, nay was starving now for a taste of djinn and the hunger rode him hard as he ran a tongue over one fang all the while staring the Djinn dead in the eye. ((( Translation of Greek.. it was a bitch to get right, just saying "Then I would like to wish the way you are today, that you can ever be for all days free and unfettered, with me ..." ))))
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Post by Rome Dextaris on Jun 10, 2012 13:09:27 GMT 1
Rome was thoroughly enjoying his little game. The Vampire was more and more interesting and desirable. He wanted to prolong this game and indulge in all the benefits thereof. The biggest indulgence of all was the close proximity of this pure male being.
He remained calm as the vampire closed in. He could see the struggle the vampire was having with himself. He would win, Rome knew just how to win the game with a vampire, for there was something he had that could send this vampire into a state of desire that would have him purring like a kitten in the palm of his hand.
So, his wish was for Rome to be free and to be with him. This did not really count as a wish as that state was already his. He was free, he would remain how he was as long as he granted wishes and he wanted to be with the vampire for now. "Your wish is invalid." he breathed, "For this is how my reality currently is." Now it was time to get he wish he wanted. He eyed the fangs extended in his mouth, so interesting, so exotic, so desirable.
Without warning Rome leaned in and licked the tip of one of the fangs, purposely piercing the end of his tongue. With a wicked grin he licked across Thanos lips, depositing a drop of his silvery blood just inside his bottom lip. He knew full well the ecstasy like effect it would have on the vampire and grinned again. "Try again vampire. Make a wish that will please me...and you." he purred the nipped at his chin knowing that animalistic arousal was sure to come.
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Post by thanosdimitriou on Jun 12, 2012 0:43:07 GMT 1
The nearness of another warm body spurned his own needs left to long unattended into new heights of pain. A low growl of frustration reverberated along his throat. Invalid.. He wanted to tear into this male and show him how invalid his lust was becoming. Each moment the Djinn toyed with his senses his body grew harder. His cock felt like it had swollen to epic proportions... and his balls were becoming good ol Fourth of July blue. They were definably beating to the march of their own drummer within his slacks as his toes curled in his loafers. The utter magnitude of his own restraint would shock him later.
At the moment he wanted to sink his fangs deep into the throat of this male and pound him till they both found release. He stilled as the Djinn came closer and licked his fang. He almost pulled back the instant that he licked his lower lip. Almost was not quick enough. The taste of him exploded within his mouth.
A kaleidoscope of emotions, feelings flooded his every nerve. Lust winning the race by a long shot. He gave in grabbed up the Djinn and pressed himself into that supple warm body. Grinding his hips against the other male in desperate need to ease himself. The fabric against his skin too much. "I. Want. You. Now.." he growled against the Djinn's ear pulling the tender lobe into his mouth and suckling it hard enough to scrape his fangs against it. He shook with tremors and swayed holding on to the man for support suddenly. What the hell was happening to him. Thanos reeled suddenly at the thought. A wish.. he needed to make a wish.
His body betrayed him and drove him against the male needing too feel that contact of flesh. His breathing came in labored pants. It was to much. This unquenchable desire. "I wish to taste every last inch of your flesh until your quivering under my tongue begging me for more.. " He managed to gasp out his wish. Claiming his mouth as soon as he did so, his hand snaking up into the djinns hair and holding him fast. His mouth worked over the smooth warm lips as if he were savoring the finest of wines. Painfully slow and soft despite the tightly coiled lust that raged within the vampire. Damn the consequences. He wanted. Nay. He needed. Would beg if need be that he be allowed to full fill his own wish.
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Post by Rome Dextaris on Jun 12, 2012 9:54:01 GMT 1
****MOVED****
See PM for link...muahahaha
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Post by Rome Dextaris on Aug 11, 2012 9:20:53 GMT 1
***AND WE ARE BACK***
Rome stirred as he began to wake from a deep, dreamless sleep. His life was a virtual dream so he had no need to dream while he slept. It was so restful. He felt himself tangled in something, but what? The fog of sleep began to fade and remembered everything. It was Thanos he was tangled up in. His eyes opened and he looked at the sleeping face of what he would interpret as an angel. He was so still as to appear dead but the Djinn would know if he were. No, he was only sleeping. His eyes moved under his eyelids as if in a dream.
Rome just watched him until he felt the need to move. He moved his arm to pull his body away and groaned at the weak stiffness that engulfed his body. He rolled away from Thanos and threw his legs over the side of the bed. He sat up and rubbed at his face. When he pulled them away he caught his reflection in a mirror. His eyes were slightly sunken and his lips were pale versions of his luscious pink petals that were irresistible to most people, including Thanos.
Beads of perspiration dotted his forehead and nose. How long had it been since he granted the child his wish? Too long. He needed to grant him a new wish soon or he would become too weak to. He looked down at his trembling hand and realized he was cold and shivering. He tapped on finger and a long black thick robe adorned him. He pulled it tightly closed against himself.
He would have to go find that child as soon as Thanos woke. Without turning back over he curled back up on the bed. The effort caused a whimper to escape his lips. He closed his eyes and waited for Thanos to wake so they could go find the child.
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Post by thanosdimitriou on Aug 14, 2012 3:14:50 GMT 1
If this were a dream he didn't wish to wake, laying still he listened as sheets rustled ever so softly. It was unnerving that there was no lingering scent to Rome, though he knew that his lover was still in the room. The soft whimper caused him to look over at him and he found himself frowning at what he saw. The robust beauty was.. fading?
"Rome?" He sat upright no longer in that half asleep state. Concern and fear laced his voice tight in his throat. Reaching out his finger gently caressed Romes pale face. Worry was a new emotion to the vampire. It didn't sit very well, nor was he sure exactly what to do with it. The wishes he concluded after a few moments. "What can I do to help?" he asked still feeling at a loss as he looked at Rome. He seemed frailer and that realization caused a cold trickle of fear to trickle down his spine.
The child. It would surely be at the hotel or would it be else where. Thanos was uncertain as to the exact location said child would be. But he would do anything nay everything in his power to aid Rome. Come hell or high water.. wasn't that the saying or some such thing. He would move mountains if need be to make Rome better. Rock by rock if that was necessary.
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Post by Rome Dextaris on Aug 23, 2012 21:48:52 GMT 1
Rome was pleased to hear Thanos voice. He smiled through his pale lips and turned his face to see his Vampire. “My vampire, you are awake.” He said cheerfully. He reached up and stroked his cheek lovingly. “I need to find the child. He needs to make a wish, I am failing.” He never lost his smile. He knew if he ceased to exist, Thanos had blessed his life with bliss, which is better than love.
He had an internal track on the boy as he needed to know where he was at all times, as far as the general area. “He is in a building with many people and vampires around him. There are bright lights, card and dice. Spirits and blood flow in this place that is watched over by an old God… The god of…Thunder.” He let out a weak cough.
His body was exhibiting flulike symptoms that could only be alleviated by granting the boys wishes. “Two wishes are all we need, my love and then I am free. I will be free to love you forever, as long as no one takes my amulet.” He touched the thing around his neck. “You need to know this.” He pointed at it. “This is what makes me free or slave. As long as I wear it, I belong to myself and I am free to love you and give myself to you in my way.”
“We must go now.” He said as he tapped Thanos on the forehead and he was suddenly dressed in an early 21st century Armani suit adorned in platinum, his hair styled how Rome saw it the first time. On his fingers, he had platinum, onyx and diamond rings with a diamond stud adorning one of his ear lobes.
Rome was clad in an off-white sweater tunic and gold pants, no shoes. He had a gold chain around his neck that seemed to hide his amulet with gold rings on his fingers and gold tapers with chains hanging from them were in his ears.
“I can feel him.” He said as he sat up and began to shiver. Another wave of a finger and he was suddenly wearing a long thick gold coat which he pulled around him. “Do you know of this place? Will you lead me there?”
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