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 He chews on their words, frowning a bit. "I will admit, thats not the offer i wanted... but, I'm tired of destroying my life and invading on others. Consider it done."

"Did you f-find Him?" she asks nervously.

He shakes his had. "I don't know, perhaps I'll stay in this town for a while."

“Sweet. Hold still.” Rio turns to him and suddenly plunges his fangs into your forehead. However, they sink through you like water and don’t hurt you at all. It’s just an odd sensation.

“No. I’m no detective. But I think there actually is some investigator guy who came to town recently.”

“Okay.” Yod shrugs. “So, uh… who are you anyhow?”

 He fights the instinct to jump back, wincing in non existent pain.

"O-oh, okay...." she frowns. "Thats okay... I just wanna keep myself safe."

"Cevin Lyverious of Lindenwald, unflatteringly known in my kingdom as... The Puppy Prince." He says the last words with a pout.

After a couple moments of this, he draws back. “There you go. Simple as that.”

“Well don’t worry, I’ll make sure nobody hurts you! Not in my establishment!”

“I can see why.” Yod responds bluntly.

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Aspen is outside, having a bottle of whiskey while curled up in a blanket before a pit fire. The demigod of sexuality staring at the flames as he hums to himself. 

 Coming to steal the warmth of the fire is a young adult Raigaar female, with an ashy grey coat.

 He looks up, fixing his mock-hawk, pushing back the brown strands. He gives a charming smile, his purple eyes glittering. 

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 He chuckles, shaking his head, “I know a bit about embarrassing titles, if you can believe it.” He smiles at them.

 She gives them a kiss on the cheek, their fangs almost leaving a cut there “Okay… good.” She rubs the sides of their face.

 It bite is crisp and moist, everything good in a salad, as Marie watches with a sly look in her eyes, sitting across from them.

 "You?" he chuckles with them. "Surely not, you seem big enough to scare off anybody willing to pick on you."

He relaxes in her grasp, closing his eyes.  "

Your eyes tell me there is something your words have not... What have you put in this? Drugs?"

 “Size doesn’t mean as much as you think it does. I may be big, I may be strong, but I wasn’t always dexterous. Butter Fingers Rag was I.” He laughs.

 She lets them go after a moment, going back to drinking her wine “We both love you, you know?”

 She shakes her head, smiling softly “I didn’t want to use the water or milk you had, so I used… a substitute. Don’t worry, it’s organic.”

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