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gremlinhaus[ There was a very specific reason why Essek was here at this moment.
All around him was gathered components, and within his hand he held chalk with which he was drawing the familiar pentagram that would assist in his mission. For his entire life, he had been gatekept, he came from a long line of witches, all of them female; the power passed down through matriarchal laws and blood-- from woman to woman.
However he was the black sheep, the one who had been given far more power than was comfortable for the bloodline in which it had been strictly locked up. Because of this, no female line could inherit and even right now etched into his chest was a binding spell that was unbreakable though oh, how he had tried. It had been placed there by he who he had been given in marriage to; locked until at which point a female was conceived which would then continue the line downward.
There was nothing more vengeful than a cat who had been caged, and right now Essek Thelyss was out for blood and perhaps even a healthy dose of revenge. There was that intrinsic longing for freedom to do what he wanted, not wanting to be bound by tradition to a familial coven who cared more about the line than him. He wanted to put a stop to it, perhaps even get this angry scar of a sigil on his chest removed, wanting night upon night of assault to end.
He did not care what he summoned, the only thing he wanted was for whatever power he could bid to rise to invoke retribution, to free him. Logically he knew that he would be entrusting his fate into the devil he did not know-- but at this point in time, that seemed far preferrable.
And that was how he had roped Alex into this. Someone who was well versed in the rituals if not well practiced; he could not do this alone because there was so much that could go wrong. Best to have two hands in it, even though he knew that it was not Alex's job to intervene but rather to 'watch' but he was desperate, and Alex knew how much he hated Adeen.
Desperate times called for desperate measures, and it was then that Essek finished the circle and then set his chalk down gently. ]
The circle is complete, the components are gathered.. it is time.
All around him was gathered components, and within his hand he held chalk with which he was drawing the familiar pentagram that would assist in his mission. For his entire life, he had been gatekept, he came from a long line of witches, all of them female; the power passed down through matriarchal laws and blood-- from woman to woman.
However he was the black sheep, the one who had been given far more power than was comfortable for the bloodline in which it had been strictly locked up. Because of this, no female line could inherit and even right now etched into his chest was a binding spell that was unbreakable though oh, how he had tried. It had been placed there by he who he had been given in marriage to; locked until at which point a female was conceived which would then continue the line downward.
There was nothing more vengeful than a cat who had been caged, and right now Essek Thelyss was out for blood and perhaps even a healthy dose of revenge. There was that intrinsic longing for freedom to do what he wanted, not wanting to be bound by tradition to a familial coven who cared more about the line than him. He wanted to put a stop to it, perhaps even get this angry scar of a sigil on his chest removed, wanting night upon night of assault to end.
He did not care what he summoned, the only thing he wanted was for whatever power he could bid to rise to invoke retribution, to free him. Logically he knew that he would be entrusting his fate into the devil he did not know-- but at this point in time, that seemed far preferrable.
And that was how he had roped Alex into this. Someone who was well versed in the rituals if not well practiced; he could not do this alone because there was so much that could go wrong. Best to have two hands in it, even though he knew that it was not Alex's job to intervene but rather to 'watch' but he was desperate, and Alex knew how much he hated Adeen.
Desperate times called for desperate measures, and it was then that Essek finished the circle and then set his chalk down gently. ]
The circle is complete, the components are gathered.. it is time.
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Date: 2025-02-09 06:09 am (UTC)Each of those kisses were locking him ever closer.
The taste of mouth to mouth which was a cross between sunshine and forever. He was absolutely certain he would never feel this way about anyone ever again. ]
Then I suppose that I will have to keep you around.
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Date: 2025-02-09 06:20 am (UTC)Mm... that's a good point. How am I going to explain you to my supervisors?
[Hey guys, this is my new demon lover who has shaken loose the blocks keeping me from the power that is my birthright. Cool, huh? Not gonna fly.]
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Date: 2025-02-09 06:25 am (UTC)[ Well it seemed plausible if one assumed that most of the Talamasca was dumb. A fallacy because it was only half that were dumb. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 12:44 am (UTC)[Nerdy little librarian. Here was Alex, looking utterly delighted.]
But all right, solid. Sexy little librarian that I happened to meet at a coffee shop, which is really the only place to meet anyone who is anyone. So what's our meet cute? You tripped over your nerdy little feet and dropped your cupcake in my lap?
[That sounded about right, yeah?]
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Date: 2025-02-10 01:43 am (UTC)[ That seemed absolutely legit. ]
To be honest, I feel like the Talamasca would believe that before the fact that someone tripped over themselves and into you.
[ Tell Henry that he's wrong, I dare you. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:13 am (UTC)[This demon, really. Not recognizing his natural poise and gra-- yeah no it was definitely more likely for him to be the disaster. He could more or less admit that. Hells, he'd nearly fallen over himself on seeing Henry for the first time.
He took his hand and, very maturely, pressed it flat over Henry's face. Stop saying mean things while looking so handsome it was going to do things to Alex.]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:30 am (UTC)Henry believed that to be utter fact.
There was a bit of a muffled mrrrs before he decided that he would do the equally mature thing and bite the fleshing pad just underneath the thumb of Alex's hand. Which was a testament to how Henry's reasoning skills had gone down since encountering this man. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:17 am (UTC)...naughty demon.
[He took his hand away and, well, instead of scolding him or pouting, he just kissed him. Take that, Henry. Bet you're sorry now, Henry.]
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:31 am (UTC)Who didn't like a sexy demon man who bit?
But it was true that Henry had slightly pointed incisors and they could dig quite nicely into that skin though he didn't bite down hard, just enough to show that he was serious-- you know, a real threat. Especially when Alex decided he was going to be cute and clever in attempting to keep him from speaking further about his graceless behavior. ]
I think you just proved me right, your attempting to silence me is telling. You know I am corr-- [ The rest was silenced by the kiss which okay, he liked this. That was a very good way to be shut up and Henry approved 100 percent. Please do it again and often. ]