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Bloodlust

master / fledgling

In most vampire media, the relationship between maker and fledglings is many things: parental, sibling, an apprenticeship, even antagonistic. Just as often, there's a romantic undertone, as well.

For what could connect anyone more than the sharing of blood, of the dark gift?

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† UNDEFINED → The nature of your bond is complex and unclear to outsiders. Perhaps even to both of you, as well.
† DYSFUNCTIONAL → There's a lot of bad blood between you, yet you can't hate each other fully.
† FORBIDDEN → Any sort of relationship beyond the vampiric-familial would be frowned upon by both human society and the underworld.
† LOVERS → Why not? No one else will understand you like they do, and you probably won't have to worry about outliving them.

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[ooc: If you're up for it, either undefined or dysfunctional? With Rey as the fledging.]

[ They run a cult so like, go figure. ]

preferably master role, willing to play fledgling to an Ysabeau

[ooc- I can offer you Stella. She's a reincarnated muse and probably seems off to anyone with very tuned senses.]

go for it!

Being turned had never been something Stella had aimed for, rather she had been found barely clinging to life and it was a gift.

Navigating all her new senses was at first overwhelming, and her draw as a muse seemed to have only intensified. It's why she had been staying away from people for a while, just with Matthew while she adjusted to her new life.

Their relationship was also still being discovered, a bond that they would never be able to break.

"Am I always going to be so hungry?" She paces, unable to find a place for her nervous energy.

[ooc- let me know if you'd like anything changed.]

"As a newborn, hunger is often unbearable," Matthew says, looking away. He is uncomfortable talking about this as he had no intention of siring another vampire, passing down the potential for blood rage to a new generation. If Stella has even a hint of demonic blood in her veins it's a recipe for disaster. Her hunger will be practically insatiable and Matthew isn't certain in this day and age he'll be able to keep her safe.

"But I have a gift for you." He smiles faintly, forcing all thoughts of genetic disease from his mind and taking his new fledgling gently by the hand. With quiet but quick steps they stalk the hill behind Sept-Tours until their vampiric ears can pick up on it - the dull thudding of a heartbeat. Matthew looks at Stella and raises an eyebrow, wondering if she'll know to hunt the elk on her own or if he'll have to drop more hints.

Stella is confident she will gain control, she is a stubborn little thing, and she doesn't want to reflect badly on Matthew when he has saved her.

Her hand gives his a little squeeze, she knows that he is uneasy with her for more reasons than just her new hunger. She hasn't asked yet, she feels like she needs to get to know him better first.

As they walk she notices that everything seems sharper in her vision, and the sounds are almost piercing to her ears. But then she picks up the thumping, steady and rhythmic; and the breeze blows just right and she can smell the elk.

"Dinner." She gives him a little smile, it's all the control she can manage before instinct takes over and she is running after an elk. Stella has never killed more than a bug before, but the only thing she can focus on is the smell of the elk and the ache in her stomach.

Matthew allows her to run ahead of him. It's the only way she'll learn. The elk is no match for her, newly formed and ready to take on the world, Matthew just isn't certain that Stella knows that yet. He has no telepathic abilities, but if she could hear his thoughts she would hear him urging her on like a proud father. A proud creator, at the very least.

He keeps a few yards behind her as the elk runs for its life. Matthew knows the prey in this area are aware of their type of predator, maybe they've even been preparing for the two of them.

There is only instinct to guide her on when she should make a move to actually dive the elk. She manages to get a hold of it, but it's ungrateful and not a swift motion.

She hopes Matthew is nearby to aid. It is her first time, afterall.

[ either role. ]

[ they scream dysfunctional. wwx reluctant maker? ]

[ oh yes, works for me! ]

He pinches the bridge of his nose, taking an unnecessary deep breath in before releasing it in a long, drawn out sigh. He doesn't get headaches anymore, but if he did, he would have one right about now. He's been through this over and over and over and over again with Xue Yang. If he had known how willfully disobedient the younger man was he might've thought twice about saving his life after seeing him bleeding to death on the side of the road.

"We've talked about this. You can't go around slaughtering entire villages. We eat what we need to survive. No more."

It's a wonder the townspeople aren't already banging on their door with torches and pitchforks. He had given Xue Yang the same speech his own maker had given him. One should only kill when it is necessary, and never ever draw unwanted attention. They're creatures of the night, and belong in the shadows.

Xue Yang's impulses have always tended towards the violent. His life had been violent before his turning, but back then he had often ran afoul of people stronger than him. Now, though? He has the strength and ability to slaughter villages. Being a fairly new vampire has made it difficult to restrain his bloodlust too. Not that he's tried very hard. He's experiencing a sense of power that he's not had before and it's dizzyingly addictive.

Sadly, his sire is a killjoy.

Xue Yang makes a face at Wei Wuxian. "But that's no fun."

"We are immortal, not invincible. There is a difference. You're putting both of our lives at risk."

It's too close to sunrise to think about moving on, but come nightfall they'll start heading out. Further north, he thinks. He hasn't even eaten his own meal yet, too preoccupied with trying to cover Xue Yang's tracks. Waiting until he's on the verge of starvation to finally eat isn't something he's unfamiliar with.

He's always been uncomfortable with this side of his new nature. He's gotten better about knowing his limits, wanting to avoid another episode. He doesn't take pleasure in it like Xue Yang seems to, but he's accidentally committed his own atrocities. If he were to wait too long to eat, bloodlust would take over and he'd be completely out of control. One more night should be manageable, though.

"What's so fun about useless carnage anyway?"

Xue Yang snorts a little. He'd been reckless as a mortal, and that has just intensified now that he has to be even less concerned about his own physical well-being. He knows the difference between immortality and invincibility of course, but they're so strong that regular humans can hardly compare, so why worry so much?

The question earns Wei Wuxian a look from Xue Yang as though he's the crazy one. "What's not fun about it? People like that used to give me shit all the time when I was a kid, just because I lived on the streets. Now they can't do anything against me!"

[ either role. ]

[ master. ]

It's been some time. After - everything, well, Xie Lian is still touched when he thinks on Jun Wu's kindness in offering him a home. Jun Wu has so many more important matters to deal with, yet he'd still been so generous. There have been some hard nights where remembering that had helped Xie Lian hold on. Obviously, he couldn't impose but the pretense can be nice.

Xie Lian hadn't expected to run across him accidentally, though it is a bigger city - and a nicer part of a city - than he usually visits. He doesn't want to take up Jun Wu's time with his unimportant affairs, but not greeting him would be far worse. He hasn't lost all his training in proper manners.

It's easy to be generous when you have ulterior motives. It's not a coincidence that has them meeting here. Jun Wu keeps tabs on those who intrigue him, and Xie Lian is the first one in many, many years to have caught his attention.

Of course, he pretends to be surprised to see him.

"Ah, Xianle. Greetings." Jun Wu lets a smile touch his lips. "How unexpected, to run into you here. I hope you are well?"

Xie Lian's thoughtless faith in other people has become a far more violent refusal to lose all faith in the world. Again. There are still a few people who have the benefit of both.

"I've been very well, My Lord." Objectively questionable, but spoken with complete sincerity. "I'm very lucky to met you again. I hope you've been well."

It's that stubborn refusal to lose faith that has Jun Wu so intrigued. Interest mixed with anger (and bitterness, if he were to be honest with himself, but he's not). He wonders if Xie Lian would hold onto all that faith and humanity if he were turned into a being like Jun Wu himself.

"That is good to hear." Jun Wu's tone of voice comes across as just as sincere, with a soft undertone. He's always been good at pretending. (Maybe because it hadn't always been pretense). "I am well. What brings you here?"

Xie Lian needs a moment to think about that. As is frequently the case, it had been a whole series of events that he can't say all make sense to him, let alone as a story. He doesn't have a lot of pride left, but it's still a relief that he can cut out some of the most embarrassing bits at the start without leaving too big a gap.

"I've been hired to help move some paintings around. It's not bad at all."

Jun Wu knows there is more to it than that. As noted before - he's been keeping tabs on Xie Lian, but he doesn't let any of that on.

"I see. Have you found someplace to stay?" he asks, tilting his head curiously.

Whatever a certain being Xie Lian tries not to think about had said, Xie Lian doesn't believe that taking a positive approach to people is stupid. Not just because he's stubborn. The lack of unthinking optimism means that he's well aware that he's unlikely to have a job another day. His employer had been fair enough to not fire him immediately, but he's not going to pick Xie Lian over avoiding family drama.

"Not yet! But something always comes up."

Jun Wu lets out an almost exasperated sigh. Oh, Xianle... He already knows this of course, but the exasperation is still real. Xie Lian's optimism borders on the foolish even at the best of times.

"Why don't you come stay with me again? Perhaps on a more permanent basis this time?" he suggests, as if the idea had just occurred to him, and not been part of his plan.

All the reasons Xie Lian absolutely couldn't impose on Jun Wu are still there. Long term. In the short term, these days he's absolutely willing to take charity. He has no interest walking around the city at night, trying to find a place to sleep, especially as he's already tired.

"Sorry to trouble you. But I'd be very grateful to have a place to spend the night."

"Xianle, I wouldn't have offered if it was going to trouble me." Jun Wu's smile takes a turn for the amused. "Truth be told, you would be doing me a favor. My home... well, admittedly, it gets lonely."

Calling it his "home" is a little too modest for what it actually is. A mansion would more accurately describe it. And he's not actually lying about it being lonely. He can admit that he has missed having company.

"Well, I can't claim to be good company." He gives Jun Wu a wry smile. "So it's better that I can just say that I exist." He doesn't exactly enjoy being alone, either. "Ah, what are you doing here?"

"Nonsense. You are better company than most." Most people are only fit to make a half-decent meal. It's rare that someone catches his attention for more than that.

"I was just out for a walk. I prefer the city in the evening. It's quieter, and the air feels fresher." He lips quirk into another smile. Xie Lian would at least already be familiar with his tendency to stay up all night and sleep until sundown, though he's of course not divulged the real reason for this.

"You're still too kind."

Xie Lian had found it a touch odd, not that he'd ever focused on people's strange habits. Besides, many of those he used to know had been more likely to be up at night than at dawn. These days, he'd just say that most people are pretty odd, in one way or another.

"It does. It's been a while since I've been in a city. I've mostly been traveling through smaller towns and villages." He assumes that Jun Wu wouldn't have any knowledge, let alone interest, in what he's been up to since they last met. "They have their own rhythms, but it's also nice to be somewhere where it doesn't feel like everyone goes to sleep at sundown."

Xie Lian's quick acceptance of his strange habits had been another thing that had intrigued him. And well, it's convenient. Of course, most people don't actually believe that vampires are real, but most would probably raise their eyebrows at someone with his habits regardless.

"Those places do have their charms," Jun Wu agrees. He likes the quiet of smaller towns and villages, but it's much harder to blend in. While he is known in this city, as a lord, he is not the only wealthy person, nor the only nobility who lives in the area. His mansion is outside of the city limits, a little secluded, but still within a reasonable distance of the city.

"Ah, Xianle, have you eaten?" he asks as he starts to steer his steps towards home.

Xie Lian's tutor had kept to late hours. He also hadn't been a man prone to explaining things, especially on personal matters. It had gone well with his parent's busy socializing, though he doesn't like to think about that these days.

"Oh, yes. I had a nice lunch." He's a little distracted.

It is nice to see Jun Wu again, but it's stirring up certain matters he'd thought firmly put to rest. He shakes his head, doing his best to focus on the present.

"But no dinner?" That just won't do. While Jun Wu doesn't need to eat human food, he has stocked up on it for Xie Lian's benefit.

He notices that Xie Lian seems distracted all of a sudden, and he wonders what is going through his mind. "Are you feeling alright?" he asks gently.

"Ah, no. I ended up busier than I expected."

Xie Lian firmly focused on the here and now. Which means fully focusing on Jun Wu. It would be poor repayment of his kindness to offer anything less. He smiles at him. Xie Lian might try to be a bit more careful, but he hasn't lost any of the intensity he applies to anything he turns his attention to.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm afraid that I've really become to unused to cities."

"Then I will have my servants cook you something when we get there," Jun Wu says in a tone of voice that brokers no argument. Because he is certain that Xie Lian is going to try to object.

He smiles and gently pats Xie Lian's shoulder. "Ah, yes, they can be distracting. There is a lot to see."

"How could I refuse?" He doesn't try to hide the undercurrent of amusement. He would've objected if given the chance, but he's also learned when to bow out of a fight.

He hasn't lost his respect for Jun Wu - one of the few people left he can say that about, but he'd say he's grown up quite a bit since they last met.

"Yes, maybe I'll try to look around. There's no reason not to take advantage of those distractions, for a bit."

"You cannot." Jun Wu chuckles as if it's a joke.

"Indeed. Perhaps tomorrow you can explore the city." Right now, he's steering Xie Lian towards the city limits. They could take a carriage back to his mansion, but it's not that long of a walk. Jun Wu prefers walking anyway.

Xie Lian laughs. It's always nice to run into someone with a sense of humor.

"Yeah, I suppose I should probably go during the day. I've heard they have very nice markets..." He prefers walking, too. Besides, he's still not entirely certain that it's right to take Jun Wu up on his kind offer, but it's easier not to dwell on that while walking instead of when faced directly with a carriage.

"They do." Some of the vendors even keep their stalls open until late. "They're definitely worth a visit."

Soon enough, the large mansion comes into view. It's slightly shrouded by the nature surrounding it, and it looks, for lack of a better word - kind of creepy. The kind of place local kids would swear is haunted. And well, they wouldn't be entirely wrong.

[Open to either role.]

[ My instinct is master for here but I'd be open to a pitch if anyone has one ]

[ Cross-canon loved! Open for either role, either the most irresponsible master ever who won't help you out at all, or the guy you turned and will regret it forever. ]

ooc; could go either way TBH

[I'm open to either role. His attitude tends more to master but it would be fun to push him out of his comfort zone too.

Gen and shipping are both fine with me, he's good for m/m or m/f interchangeably. No underage shipping please.]

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