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[Nov. 7th, 2009|11:37 pm]
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Who: Kai and Rurik
What: A surprise.
When/Where: Backdated to Kai's last post/Kai and Rurik's place in Las Vegas.
Warnings: More than likely.

Still riding the pleasant buzz that came from the blood of a fae, Kai was draped lazily over the couch in the front room, strumming a guitar with no real melody in mind. He was curious about Rurik's 'surprise', of course, but tried not to look too anxious. It tended to make the man insufferable. Despite his attempt at calm, he couldn't help but glance over to the door every now and again, trying to will the other man home so he could see what all the fuss was about.
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[Sep. 26th, 2009|09:13 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk, Levi Slates
What: A vampire and a shapeshifter walk into a bar...
When/Where: Backdated to the night Levi arrived, the Luxor, Vegas
Warnings: Drinking, vampirism possible. Not really.

Malakai wasn't quite sure what he was walking into, offering to help the new arrival in town, but then wasn't that what made it interesting? With things between him and Rurik still on uneven ground, and Gatlin seeming more distant than normal, he felt the need to... branch out. More than that, he needed to start making new 'friends', and keep himself fed. Live, so to speak.

Leaning against one of the pillars at the front of the building, Malakai scanned the crowd, looking for someone seeming lost. He sensed a bit of not-quite-humanity off to his side, and couldn't hide his shock when he noticed it seemed to be coming from the lost-looking man. He moved through the crowd toward the man, damning his new sense of modesty.

"Levi?" He called out, tongue sticking slightly on the 'v', foreign sounding without being too much of a foreigner.
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[Sep. 19th, 2009|12:39 am]
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Who: Rurik and Malakai
What: Rurik's coming home
Where: Kai's place
When: Tonight
Warnings: Very likely to go NWS very quickly

He wasn't even sure how long he'd been staying with Kezia, avoiding Kai. He'd thought, at first, it was better that way. Kai was upset, with good reason. Rurik didn't care to get into a confrontation with his lover, who also happened to be his sire. Rurik was by far the stronger, being a vampire infused with witch's blood. He would never forgive himself if he hurt Kai, and he knew it was possible, given the heightened emotions they both felt around Kezia. But the months that had passed had given Rurik time to think, and his thoughts reminded him daily if not hourly, how alone he felt without Kai in his life. He felt an obligation to protect Kezia, in in a sense he loved her, but he was not then nor ever, in love with her. The loyalty of his true love was laid with Kai and only Kai.

After a brief conversation on the boards, Rurik made his way home, to Kai. He arrived at the door, and though he held a key, he raised a fist to knock. He would give Kai the satisfaction of opening the door.
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[Jul. 20th, 2009|09:53 pm]
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Who: Malakai & Erik Northman
What: Meeting
Where: Club 13, NYC
When: Tonight.
Warnings: Uh. They're vampires, so if you're squicked by talk of blood? Yeah. Also swearing.

Read more... )
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[Jul. 1st, 2009|10:12 pm]

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Who: Malakai, Adikia, and Eliot
What: Biting, Sexing, and Naughty, naughty things.
Where: Kia's house
When: Now
Warning: Errr...yes.

One Bite, Two Bites, Three Bites, Hurrah! )
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[Jun. 20th, 2009|10:01 pm]
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Who: Gatlin and Kai
What: Feeding Time XD
Where: Gat's place
When: After Kai left, in Rurik and Kezia's thread
Warnings: Vampires, Biting, Bleeding, Sex are all possible. Emotastic grumblings.

Insert cleverly appropriate emo song lyrics here )
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[Jun. 12th, 2009|09:24 pm]
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Who: Kezia, Rurik, and Kai
What: Sex and violence likely
Where: Kezia's place
When: This evening
Warnings: See the what.

He hadn't bothered to call, before showing up at her door. Worst case, she tried to cast him out. He was stronger by far, if he wanted to muscle his way in, he could. He hoped it wouldn't come to that, in any case, but now he understood the call of the blood. He understood why Kai kept coming back to him, year after year. Witches' blood was far more nourishing than regular human blood. It seemed to Rurik the difference between broth and beef.

He raised a hand to knock, though he knew she must have felt his approach. He could sense her in the room, and he closed his eyes, inhaling deep the sweet smell of her gypsy perfume.
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[Apr. 19th, 2009|10:52 pm]
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Who: Gatlin and Malakai
What: Feeding
Where/When: Gat's apartment/Tonight
Warnings: Vampirism, Feeding, Blood Play, etc.

The merry go round's too fast, stop and let me off )
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[Feb. 25th, 2009|10:08 pm]
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Who: Coyote and Malakai Chmelyk, later Rurik? (Completing my spam of the boards, sorry!)
What: Drinking, drinking, etc
When/Where: Backdated to yesterday-ish, Las Vegas
Warnings: Drunken swearing, possible mild violence, and vampirism. (No, I have no idea if he could really drink from a God without consequences, but he definately wants to find out)

Everything about them is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder, a little bit deadly )
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[Feb. 8th, 2009|11:28 pm]

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Who: Willow and Malakai
Where: Her place
When: Evening
What: Helping Malakai
Rating: TBD

Something witty here )
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[Feb. 8th, 2009|09:14 pm]
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Who: Malakai and Gatlin
What: The return of stolen goods, a Talk
When/Where: This evening, New York City
Warnings: Drug trade? Possible vampirism and violence.

Malakai deliberately waited until Rurik was in the room to gather the pills, wanting to make sure the other vampire wasn't going to give him shit for disrupting his stash. There was a moment of anxiety, like that of a child with his hand caught in the sweets, when Rurik turned to see him gathering Gatlin's vicodin into a bag. He couldn't help but laugh when the man chided him... for absuing narcotics.

"He noticed the bottle missing. He wants them back- the pills. I told him I would buy off the street for him, but I am feeling lazy. I promise, he will take them first," With a lopsided smile, he zipped the plastic bag shut and shoved it into his pocket. After a quick, obscene kiss, he headed out the door, running for the portkey and whisking himself off to New York.

Managed to land with a bit of grace, this time, and only stumbled slightly as he made his way out to the mouth of the alley, and towards Gatlin's home. He received a few odd looks on his way to the boy's door, but just muttered at them in Russian, most getting the point that he wasn't someone to mess with. At the boy's door, he gave a few rough knocks, hoping to be heard over the loud music in the hall.
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[Jan. 28th, 2009|09:35 pm]
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Who: Kai and Rurik, Gatlin
What: Feedings, of various types
When/Where Tonight, starting in the vampire's house, to NYC
Warnings: Vampirism, possible violence, discussion of graphic violence

Malakai was waiting on the couch in the front room, distracting himself with a cigarette while Rurik prepared himself to go meet Gatlin. He figured the man could use a moment alone to compose himself. And on top of that, he was in the bedroom, and he kne wif he approached, they would never leave the house that night.

There was still too much unresolved. Too many wounds, open and bleeding, that needed to be rectified. But for now, he had to ignore that. They needed to focus on getting Rurik fed, on keeping him sane. The rest could come, once he was sure he was staying. Once he was sure they were safe.

"Come now, lover," Gatlin seemed like a patient boy, but he was also a druggie. The last thing they needed was for him to be high, when they got there.
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[Jan. 24th, 2009|09:21 pm]
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Who: Malakai, Ilya, and Rurik
What: Effects of the Timey Wimey plot, vampire style
When/Where: Tonight, an abandoned house outside Rurik's shop, USA
Warnings: Graphic imagery, mun-coordinated violence, character death. Ish.

When I'm Hurting Myself, I Just Try to Hurt You )
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|11:05 pm]
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Who: Malakai and Rurik
What: A(n unwelcome) blast from the past
When/Where: Tonight, Rurik's shop, USA
Warnings: Swearing, vampirism, mentions of abuse and sexual situations likely.
Note: Kai is taking part in the Time Warp, being sent to 100 years in his own past. That puts him at about 1908, where he is much more a typical vampire; crass, violent, and insane. Any italic text is spoken Russian, since Kai's English would be less than fluent at this point.

Malakai's reentry into the waking world was slow, resentful, as he felt the dull throbbing of a hang over assaulting his eyes before they were even open. He took a mostly-unnecessary breath to try and relax the muscles of his face, which led him to notice a few strange things. First, he was no longer in Russia. The air was too... dirty, almost chemical, to be his home. Secondly, there was no trace of the scent of blood in the air, which meant that wherever he was, it was not around vampires.

Thirdly- and most strange- was a familiar human scent pervading the air and, not that he thought of it, a weight at his side. One eye craned open to see a greyed head near his chest; not who he was thinking, and definately not a woman. He grumbled, giving the body a rough shove.

"Come now, off. This is no hotel,"
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[Jan. 3rd, 2009|06:10 pm]
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Who: Gatlin Harris and Malaki Chmlyk
What: A prearranged meeting
Where: Some nondescript hotel room
When: This afternoon
Warnings: Mortal Stupidity. Vampirism. Bleeding.

Gatlin camped out at the address he'd given Malaki well before it was time for the vampire to arrive. Gat had a habit of being late, if he wasn't early. So he took up a pose, sitting agianst a light post, waiting. He had his iPod, classical music feeding into his ears. He was half asleep, when he had that feeling of being watched, and he looked up to see someone standing over him, silouetted in the setting sun. "Malakai?" he asked, lifting a hand to shield his eyes.

Weird, to think a vampire could walk in broad day light. Even if the sun was going down, it was still shining brightly in the sky. Maybe he should have questioned that a little more, but he didn't really care. He wasn't outwardly suicidal, he wasn't exactly looking to be killed. He wanted something else entirely form the vampire nation, but he knew asking outright wouldn't go over well. So he took his time, trying to reel one in, maybe make himself a familiar, before he brought that up. And if he died in the meantime, well. he figured he deserved it for the cat and mouse game he was playing.
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[Dec. 30th, 2008|11:51 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk and Rurik Markov
What: Nuclear Fission. Do you really have to ask?
When/Where: Last night after Rurik's post, his shop near Kris and Ilya's home (wherever that is XD )
Warnings: Sex. Vampirism, possibly, with a 20% chance of fluff.

Look! A Witty Cut-Text )
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[Dec. 29th, 2008|07:54 pm]
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Who: Slates and Kai (A/K/A Natural Enemies)
What: Getting their drink on
Where/When: A nameless pub in a nameless city/Tonight
Warnings: Possible

A shapeshifter and a vampire walked into a bar...thankfully the witch stayed home )
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[Dec. 9th, 2008|10:22 pm]

Who: Malakai and Oz
What: Meetings, discussion, scoping out sites for cages. Seriously.
When/Where: This evening, Oz's apartment in NYC
Warnings: S for Snark? None, I assume.

True to his word, Malakai was able to make it to the city within the half hour, the portkey dropping him a couple blocks from where Oz had said do meet. Having come from the dead of night, in London, he found himself having to dig out his sunglasses to protect his eyes from the dusk.

Hands firmly fisted in his pockets, he managed to keep his resolve against attacking anyone, even as the hustle and bustle of people moving around him began to wear on his nerves. The few stops he had to make to contain himself did put him slightly past the 30 minute mark, but not obnoxiously so, as he made quick work of the stairs in the building, to land at Oz's door.

He knocked, leaning against the door jamb to wait patiently; it was equal parts good manners, and an inability to enter the apartment without permission.
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[Dec. 4th, 2008|12:34 pm]
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Who: Malakai and Crying Wolf
What: Saving a damsel in distress? She's crazy and sad, he's feeling guilty. It works out, somehow.
When/Where: Backdated to last night, a little after Crying Wolf posted/the apartment she ended up in
Warnings: Likely crazy? And a dead body. Beside's Kai's. But nothing too horrid, I don't think.

It took calling in a couple favors, and a bit of scowering on his part, but Malakai managed to find the apartment building the girl- whose name he wasn't even sure of- had landed herself in. The smell of blood was worrying to him, especially as it only seemed to intensify as he approached the apartment she was supposedly in.

Frowning, he worked to compose himself as he knocked, unsure if it was better that it was the girl who was hurt, or someone else.
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[Nov. 30th, 2008|08:35 pm]
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Who: Malakai and Krissi, Later Malakai and Sam
What: Meetings and Kindnesses, in two parts
When/Where: This evening, Krissi and Sam's home in San Diego
Warnings: Possible vampirism in Sam's part. Possible flail in Krissi's. But nothing too terrible.

Kai made his way to the address that his look-alike had given him, requested pizzas in hand. He felt slightly guilty, having not mentioned to him (or was it her? He had seen stranger things, in his life) his being a vampire. Still, he didn't see it being important just then. He had no intention of harming her, and was almost sure she wouldn't accept his help, if she knew what he was, right away. He would risk the slight anxiety, to be able to prove to her he was genuine in his desire to help.

Stopping at the door, he adjusted his hold on the boxes so he could knock, needing the invitation of one of the residents, to be allowed in.
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[Nov. 27th, 2008|03:13 pm]

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Who: Kris, Ilya, Kai and anyone else who wishes to show up.
Where: The house
When: Thanksgiving
What: Trying for normal
Rating: TBD

Normal Holidays are overrated..or so they say. )
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[Nov. 22nd, 2008|08:18 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk, Rurik Markov
What: A bit of recovery, from a bout of insanity. AKA some H/C for an attention-grubbing vampire.
When/Where: After Kai's game with Calliope, Rurik's home in Paris
Warnings: Swearing? And mentions of violence. R-ish.

It was close to morning, in the park, by the time Malakai and Calliope had run out of energy, and went their separate ways. Add to that the time it took Malakai to gather himself, get back to the portkey, and then stop for a bite (of food), it was close to the next evening in Paris, before he ambled through the door of Rurik's apartment. He was still favoring his left side, the wounds to his shoulder and ribs remaining as deeply bruised scars even after the day. He'd need sleep, and blood, before they would start to heal properly. He was hoping his old friend might be able to help with both of those things.

"Rurik, darling? Please tell me you're here," His words were tired, the syllables slurring as he dropped down onto the couch with a pained grunt.
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[Nov. 21st, 2008|12:18 am]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk and Calliope Sedant
What: A bit of cat-and-mouse.
When/Where: Tonight, Central Park, NYC
Warnings: Mun-coordinated violence, blood play, definately an 'R'.

Malakai was leaning over a bridge near one of the entrances to the park- not necessarily the one closest to Calliope's home, but he had no doubt she would find him, when she cared to look. A cigarette hung from his lips, embers glowing in the light breeze around the park. It was enough to chill him, lacking the warmth of a live body, and he pulled his coat closer to himself, adjusting the knives stashed at his waist. He had little intention of using them, having brought them more out of habit, and as a precaution, than anything else.

It was unusual, for him to have offered himself so readily for the fight, but with Calliope, it really was a beautiful thing to see; she had a way about her hunting that he could appreciate, and if he had to be on the receiving end of it to witness it again, so be it. Besides, he had been behaving far too well, lately. He needed a bit of an outlet, and this would serve the purpose as well as, if not better than, any human he might find.

Eyes lazily scanned the passers-by, knowing he would be able to sense her before he saw her, but still wanting something to distract him, until she arrived.
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[Nov. 18th, 2008|12:56 pm]

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Who: Kris, Ilya, and Malakai
Where: The stables of Kirkland Farms
When: Early morning
What: Training and stuff.
Rating: TBD

Insert something witty here. )
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[Nov. 14th, 2008|07:52 am]

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Who: Malakai and Willow
Where: Her place
When: Evening
What: She needs company
Rating: TBD

Company was all she sought )
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[Nov. 12th, 2008|09:42 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk, Rurik Markov
What/When/Where: Drinks/Tonight/Starts at Rurik's, then Moscow
Warnings: Drunk vampire? Possibly sap. Yes, I know, the most random combination ever.

Malakai rarely found himself laughing, really laughing, at much of anything anymore. Given his sense of humor, that was probably best for the population at large. But the irony of the slight... flutter in his chest when he found himself at Rurik's door, something not unlike 'butterflies', had him chuckling, smile threatening to split his face as he walked through the door.

He was excited, he decided, because they were returning to Russia. It was the prospect of real vodka, in a proper tavern, that was all. Right.

"Come now, old man," The smile was evident in his voice as he called down the hall. "Before they run out," Right. A Russian bar running out of vodka. He laughed even more, draping himself over the man's couch easily. He might have indulged, just a tad, before coming over. But really, he had every reason to celebrate- he had a son, he had his witch admitting to loving him, he'd fed the day before. Life was good.
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|11:07 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk (again) and Rurik Markov
What: Kai's week gets even worse, and he seeks comfort in familiarity.
When/Where: Tonight, Rurik's place in France
Warnings: Vampirism, discussion of past drama, possibly sex. Otherwords, Yes.

As he expected, Malakai had a difficult time making his journey straight to Paris, given the amount of mayhem and blood riddling the streets. For once, he wasn't the one causing it, and this was both strange and almost lamentable to the old vampire. Still, he had other things on his mind, above and beyond the sudden outbreak of chaos, and he focused his thoughts on reaching his old friend, and working through the events of the week.

A son. He had a son. The dreams had been troubling enough, but to see that man, from them, describe them so perfectly. He was dhampir. He never knew his father. It was all too much of a coincidence, and so it couldn't be a coincidence.

As he landed in Paris off the portkey, his mind was drawn from its thoughts by the familiar stench of dog, and it was sobering enough to have him running swiftly to Rurik's door. He let himself in, for once thankful for the ability to do so, before shutting and locking the door behind him.

"Rurik, old friend. Please tell me you're not dog-food," He was never one for conventional greetings. To do so would only betray the worry already much too evident, on his face.
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[Oct. 28th, 2008|09:16 pm]

Who: Malakai Chmelyk and Jack Sparrow
What: Meetings, old war stories, and other things
When/Where: Tonight ('before nightfall'), the outskirts of London at Jack and Bill's place.
Warnings: Two slightly crazed vampires start telling tales- likely PG-13 or so.

It did take Malakai the time he warned it might, to find the place, but he got there finally, sauntering up to the door and shifting the bag in his arms, so he could give a knock. He had to wait for a formal invitation to let himself in, one of the quirks of his kind. So, he stood, and waited.
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[Oct. 22nd, 2008|07:59 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk and Rurik Markov
What: A sunrise, along with other beginnings.
When/Where: Somewhere along the Seine in Paris, backdated toafter Kai posted
Warnings: Discussions of vampirism, blood play and rape alternating with fluff. Which is to say, there's no telling.

Malakai leaned against a railing over the side of the Seine, a cigarette hanging from his lips. His skin thrummed with the ingrained warning of the impending sunrise; no matter where he was, after so long, it was like his skin, his very blood, knew the feel of the barest sunrise, pulling over the water. It was something of a rush, to feel that dread, and not have to go slink off into the shadows.

He could sense Rurik approach, but didn't feel too concerned with turning around; ever since he had... ever since the other night, things were admittedly strained between them, but Rurik was right- there wasn't another person he wanted to share this with, than the witch.
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[Oct. 18th, 2008|01:05 am]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk and Johanna Barker
What/Where: Catching a bite, the streets of London
When: Backdated to the night Johanna posted.
Warnings: Vampirism, perhaps? But Malakai will be on his best better behavior.

Having used the magical transports a few times already himself, he was well versed in the area where the device was going to plant Johanna, and made sure to be there as soon as night fell, not wanting to leave her waiting. It wasn't that he necessarily considered her frail, considering what he knew of her creator and their likenesses, but at the least, he wanted to be the gentleman.

Leaning against the wall, there was a cigarette hanging from his lips, a longstanding habit when he was trying to stretch his patience. It wasn't that Johanna was late, no- he was starved, and not patient on his best of days. Still, he would behave himself until she seemed alright with him, no matter what the throbbing in his head had to say about it. He owed it to her, and Miss Sedant both.
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[Oct. 12th, 2008|09:32 pm]
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Who: Malakai and Rurik
What: Acts of desperation
When/Where: Backdated to whenever Kai posted (Yesterday, I believe)/Kai's flat in London
Warnings: Hungry vampire? Mania, blood play, possible implications of not-quite-consentual sex.

Love me dead... )
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[Oct. 6th, 2008|02:33 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk and Calliope Sedant
What: A meeting of like minds, lightening Kai's mood, and his hunger
When/where: 11:00 pm EST, outside Calliope's flat in New York City
Rating/Warnings: R, for macabre humor, graphic violence, discussions of torture and other things. Vampires, folks.

Through the Roof and Underground )
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[Oct. 4th, 2008|08:54 pm]
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Who: Malakai Chmelyk, Rurik Markov
What: Reuniting, feeding of the hungry, figuring out what the Hell is going on.
When/Where: Before sunrise last night, the hotel in Paris Rurik got dropped off in.
Warnings: So a vampire and a witch walk down to a bar. Which is to say, there's no telling.

Thankfully, after the slight scare of waking up in the wrong country, Malakai managed to get himself squared away, enough cash in his pocket (as always) to suit his purposes. He caught a first-class red-eye to Paris, doing a bit of searching to find the hotel in question. Of course, Kai's version of 'searching' was mostly barhopping, so it did take him until almost sunrise, to make it to the hotel. He tried to ask for his friend's room, although the desk manager seemed to be misunderstanding him.

"No, no. Rurik Markov," He slowed his speech, although it was still thickly accented, and the man insisted once again, there was no one there by that name. Muttering to himself in Russian, he stalked away, heading up the stairs to hunt the man down himself. It shouldn't be too hard- his power was unique, he could feel it in the building. It was just a question of focus, to limit it to a room.

Once he was at the door, he gave it a few harsh knocks.
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