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[Horst is sitting on the wall, and he lies back and sets the PCD down behind him. It can catch sight of the moon overhead and, sometimes, Horst's hands. Sewing.]

You know, it's summer and I'm sleeping quite a bit more--consider it my hibernation period. But that's really not much of an excuse not to get to know all these newcomers, especially with so many people leaving....

I'm Horst Cabal. I run a bar, sometimes. I'm going to start a school--everyone is welcome to attend or teach a class.

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[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Then maybe I will flog you. So long as you don't enjoy it.

[He smiles into the kiss, casually laying an arm around Horst's shoulder.]

Don't worry about it. Adventures with you are plenty to keep me up.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

I'm going to come up with some surprise adventures, then.

[The arm around him keeps him from taking them upstairs just yet. He presses Yuca against the wall, and nips again at him.]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[Yuca lets himself be moved, but he nudges at Horst a little first, as if to prove that it wasn't entirely his idea.]

As long as we both keep out clothes on throughout them, I see no reason why I shouldn't let you.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

[He looks up from grazing his fangs over Yuca's neck]

Through all of them? What if part of it involves swimming, or moonbathing?

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Why would I want to moonbathe?

[Swallowing hard at the feel of Horst's teeth slipping over where they'd been before.]

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

[Horst's voice is quiet, deliberately so, and he doesn't answer right away because he challenges himself with giving Yuca a hickey without cutting him with his fangs. It almost works, and he licks the very tiny nick he made.]

Because I can't sunbathe.

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

[When he realizes what Horst is about to do, Yuca lets out a small murmur of protest (he'll have to wear the priest collar for a few days now), trying to reach out and nudge him away- but all he does is meet Horst's skin because the bastard isn't wearing a shirt, and it's so cold and soft that he isn't quite sure what to do with it.]

I- burn easily anyway.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Really? Me too. [Perfectly straight face, but his eyes are playful. He seems to be behaving himself, except for the fact his hand is slowly unbuttoning Yuca's shirt, then rebuttoning, then unbuttoning.]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[He pulls back to watch him, trying to be affronted.]

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Testing the buttons. Don't worry! You can keep it on. Though you did challenge me, you know. All these scars you said were meant to scare me off....

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

I didn't say they were scaring you off, just that they weren't attractive.

[Raising his hand to touch Horst's wrist gently, a silent request to stop.]

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

[He smiles slightly and obeys, instead leaning back against the wall.]

Is there anywhere you haven't been, in your world?

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Not many that I can think of.

[He smiles at the compliance though.]

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Do you still have a place you like best?

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

There isn't really a liking or disliking.

[They've gone over this before. He sighs in light annoyance.]

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

[They have; this time, though, Horst is mostly thinking of himself. Now that he has his soul back he has to wonder how long it will take before he's either just like the other vampires...or just like Yuca.]

Sorry. Enough of that; let's go adventuring.

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

You should probably get dressed first. Wouldn't want to get any scratches.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

[He just laughs] Scars add mystery, don't you think?

...I'll just heal overnight. Nothing to worry about.

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

You're really determined to keep tempting a poor, chaste priest, aren't you?

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Would it help if I wore a nun's habit?

[In reality he just likes how warm the air is against his skin. He rarely ever feels warm.]

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

Do whatever you like.

[Mildly, shrugging as he moves in step next to him.]

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

[It's the same sort of nonchalance that Johannes has, so Horst cheerfully ignores it.]

On a serious note...do you think the Animus were always here? Or do you think they were somehow created?

[neverquitedies.livejournal.com]

"Mm, that's an interesting question. But, scientifically, everything has to come from somewhere."

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

True. I guess what I'm asking is...do you think they were once human? Or perhaps engineered by humans, as tools?

It strikes me that so many of their events make sense on a very basic, human level.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

[Horst's voice is quiet, deliberately so, and he doesn't answer right away because he challenges himself with giving Yuca a hickey without cutting him with his fangs. It almost works, and he licks the very tiny nick he made.]

Because I can't sunbathe.