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Ezekiel Herveaux

"If you need a model I'm happy to volunteer."

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a character in “Town of Elk River”, originally authored by Shirogane, as played by RolePlayGateway

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" There are no bad pictures; that's just how your face looks sometimes. "

Dialogue Hexcode || 11598a & Thought Hexcode || #06304d



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| Name |
Ezekiel Kell Herveaux

| Nickname |
Kell - He tends to go by his middle name, as its shorter and easier to pronounce.

| Birth Date |
October 31st

| Age |
27

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Pansexual

| Relationship Status |
Single; fears commitment

| Occupation |
Part time photograph teacher and the occasional model

| Species |
Vampire

| Clan or Family |
No affiliation


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| Strengths |
| Charismatic | Observant | Quick-witted |

| Weaknesses |
| Hot-headed| Impulsive | Tends to think with his dick |

| Likes |
✔ Smell of dark roasted coffee
✔ Thunderstorms
✔ Art – Of any form
✔ Flings
✔ Big dogs

| Dislikes |
✘ Scent of lavender
✘ Uneventful days
✘ Cheap cigarettes
✘ Hopeless Romantics
✘ Politics

| Habits |
● Constantly twirls a ring around his finger
● Puts feet on table

| Hobbies |
● Photography
● Hiking
● Guitar

| Fears |
● Commitment
● Spiders



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| Abilities |
Like most Vampires, Ezekiel has a surplus of strength and stamina. Sadly, when he became one of the Undead, Kell found out they do not turn into a swarm of bats, much to his dismay.

| Personality Traits |
| Outgoing | Determined | Quick-paced | Blunt | Humorous |

| Personality |
A charmer, Ezekiel has the tendency to sweep others off of their feet. He enjoys being the focus of a camera or a crowd, almost coming off narcissistic. Enjoying the hustle and bustle of a city life, Ezekiel puts most of his time modelling or teaching at the Station. He finds beauty in everything, loves capturing moments in a still and is almost considered a romantic. That is - if he wasn't so demeaning of the idea of love.

Everything is a moment waiting to be captured. Kell strives to live day by day, enjoying his pleasures and ignoring his mundane responsibilities. He's impulsive and hot-headed, clashing with his students or, if he has any, rivals. He's stubborn, head strong and doesn't see the point in beating around the bush. Sure, he likes a pretty picture, but he won't paint bad news as one.

| Place of Origin |
Cardiff, Wales

| Place of Residence |
Downtown

| History |
Born and raised, Kell spent most of his life in Cardiff, Wales. His mum was a single parent in raising him, doing the best she could. Their life was rather easy, a steady income and they were close. When he was twenty-three, his mother fell ill with a terminal cancer, having only roughly a year to two left. He was heartbroken, but went about and took up odd jobs to help pay for medical and housing of his mum's.

Through his odd jobs, he had hooked up with a rather beautiful woman. He found her intoxicating, only to have her rip him away from his current life. She had made things complicated, confusing. While his mum was dying, he was already dead, even if he was still walking. The last few months of his mother's life dragged on. She passed peacefully, still believing her son was whole.

After her death, Ezekiel decided he needed to rid himself of the place, of the past and the woman that lurked in the back of his mind. He flew state bound, finding a cozy residence in the city of Elk River. In his time here, he's learned a few things, and grown as a person.



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| Face Claim |
Leebo Freeman

| Puppeteer |
Shirogane

So begins...

Ezekiel Herveaux's Story

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Character Portrait: L.L. Callidora Character Portrait: Jack St. Martin Character Portrait: Raven Lee Attoria Massacre Character Portrait: Bonnie Fortenberry Character Portrait: Malcom V. Kyles Character Portrait: Ezekiel Herveaux
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Time:2:45-3:35 Location:Ledoux School Of The Arts -> Rabbit Hole Bookstore

Lucian grumbled as class concluded on the note of their being a test the next day on stage effects in regards to their impact on the performance. Lighting was something he could understand well enough, after all the people had to actually see the stage and performers -otherwise it wouldn't be a play. The hard part though was acoustics - there were so many technical words and simply stating "project your voice" wouldn't cover it...he'd have to get a music person to explain it or find a book to put things simply. However when class ended that still didn't keep him from blitzing from the room at full speed while cursing for quite possibly the ten thousandth time that things were difficult in balancing work with school. Still true to himself by delaying the inevitable, the young incubus hustled to his apartment and dropped off his school stuff before tweaking his appearance - especially along the jawline for a more mature look.

'Got any plans for the festival tonight?'The text was sent using his "work" phone, put simply the one he didn't use when being a student to his friend Kell. While unhealthily stressing at the notion of the exam, Lucian was planning for his "stress eating" in the evening. It just so happened that he was of the opinion that his friend would have an idea to make a simple meal more appealing - if not just make for a better pool to fish through with two handsome men to draw out potential admirers. Before leaving the apartment, Lucian donned a modern business casual style of appearance: black v-neck but still kept the suit jacket boldly bearing the Callidora family crest on the lapel. He gave a quick nod to his equally tired "sister" on the way out on his way to the bookstore, despite proximity he still elected to borrow a discreet yet still expensive vehicle for the drive since he didn't feel like carrying a book around.

Having never been to the establishment before, Lucian took advantage to the fascinated if somewhat repulsed atmosphere the more long time residents had to his familial crest and cut his way towards the woman behind the counter. His current splitting left him less than half as powerful as he would whole; rather than risk potential backfire by trying to manipulate the feelings of the room Lucian opted to just go in raw. Despite being uncomfortable without his usual advantage he managed a friendly smile while leaning against the counter.

" You wouldn't happen to have a book on acoustics - specifically one related to stagecraft. Preferably of the 'for dummies' type of explanation... my little brother needs help seeing why he as a thespian needs to understand the subject." Despite interrupting an earlier conversation between the employee and another female customer, Lucian was banking on the fact that his natural incubus scent would intoxicate the pair enough where his low level 'I'm handsome' approach would get him what he wanted quickly.

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Time:3:00-3:37 Location:Ledoux School Of The Arts -> Sweet Spot Bakery


Unlike her "brother", Lilis - Lily as she preferred had a much easier day at school. The dance department currently didn't have any nearby exams so other than standard lecture and practice she essentially didn't do anything. If anything, compared to the stringent level of drills the family had done for their expected "performances" Lily found the current level of practice rather lukewarm. The best part was unlike Lucian, she didn't actually have class the next day which meant there wouldn't be any extra brain noise as their minds sorted through the two differing perspectives while retaining their balance as a single entity... or whatever the explanation the clan book had on bi-location. The point was, she was annoyed that the book said that mastery would allow teleportation and both parties to act with the full power of the original single body but she was stuck at a mere 40%.

The internal grumbling kept the girl occupied until she met her other half as she entered the apartment. As she'd won the morning's contest - she got to check out the new bakery and much like Lucian, Lilis had no intention of going about the evening as she did for school. As a succubus, Lilis on required a quick rinse to freshen up after practice before putting on an outfit purchased for her as a gift from a relatively recent toy. However she didn't wear the purple boots the purchaser had intended to go with the rest of the look. Instead she opted to go with a longer, dark bootie and stockings to try out the 'zettai ryouiki' type of look she'd overheard some guys in a computer lab talk about the previous week. Despite personally finding the concept rather strange, the Succubus opted to let the results of a couple trials determine if the theme had a spot in her wardrobe. After checking the initial result of her experiment herself, the lady no one would believe to actually be a sixteen year old girl hurried off to the bakery she'd come to hear about.

On arrival, her first impression of the place was that it was definitely cute and homely - it was also rather crowded. Undeterred the succubus entered the establishment with intent of satisfying a sweet-tooth. However as her eyes were greeted with the crowd of the room - and in particular a face all-too-similar to that of an author she liked to read, a woman in a yellow dress and the girl behind the counter. Lily couldn't help but lightly arch her eyebrows since she was used to usually (always if she could sneak in the adjustments) being the most attractive person in the room by no small margin. The succubus couldn't help but think that in this particular case...the margin was a bit too close for comfort. In particular the woman in the yellow dress seemed...off and despite being a "Mistress of Fornication" Lily found herself unable to quite identify the tension the woman exuded. Rather embarrassingly, Lily found herself wishing Lucian was here to be the adorable dolt and reset the atmosphere.

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Character Portrait: L.L. Callidora Character Portrait: Raven Lee Attoria Massacre Character Portrait: Bonnie Fortenberry Character Portrait: Malcom V. Kyles Character Portrait: Ezekiel Herveaux
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Time: 2:00 - 4:00
Location: Modelling Agency – Sweet Spot Bakery
“As stunning as always, Ezekiel.” The photographer praised, resulting in a lopsided grin from the vampire.

"You flatter me, Chris." He chuckled, pulling his shirt over his head, "Without your eye for detail, I really doubt the photos would turn out so good." Modesty wasn't something Kell was accustomed to, but when you're trying to get into the pants of your employer; he was willing to kiss some ass. Chris simply responded with a wave of his hand, dismissing him for the rest of the day.

He grabbed his belongings, looking down at his phone to see a new text from Lucian. What is my devilish friend up to now? He pondered as he unlocked his phone. The text was a simple question, asking if he had plans for the festival in the evening. Frankly, he hadn't really planned on going. Alcohol and crowds resulted in messes and Ezekiel didn't need to be around people with liquor in their veins. Humans were irrational when drunk, made stupid mistakes and got themselves hurt. He knew someone was bound to be bleeding tonight. Running away from his urges wasn't the solution, and with a forfeited sigh, he sent the lad a text.

Not really, no. I'm free tonight if you're offering, could use a distraction. (;

Hitting send, Ezekiel mad his way down the stairwell of the building. There were a few places he wanted to visit before retiring to his house until the festival. Mostly, he wanted decent attire for the festivities, especially if he planned to go. He couldn't exactly go to a festival about fall wearing summer attire. Chuckling to himself, the young man finally exited the building, taking a deep exhale. It was fairly cozy out, humidity hanging in the air as a forewarning of rain. Making his way towards his vehicle, Kell unlocked the Lincoln. A gift he bought himself for his last birthday, despite the fact he longer aged. Sometimes it was better to indulge in mundane desires. Being already in downtown, Kell had no reason to drive. In fact, he was simply tossing a few thing into the car from the photoshoot.

Having lived in the city for a good while, Kell was proud of knowing his whereabouts. He had always been one to get lost when he lived in Wales, yet he found it easy to navigate in the quaint town. A menswear store was close by and he had planned to shop there, but a rather cute little bakery caught his eyes. He didn't recognize it.

It was crowded, a few faces he recognized, but most were unknown to him. "I could use a damn coffee." He spoke to himself, entering the store with a smirk. He wore a cheerful expression, despite the tension that seemed to grow between three of the people. "Business is booming today, isn't it?" He spoke to the woman behind the counter, interrupting what little conversation she and the other customer was having, especially since Miss Tits seemed to grab his attention. He leaned over the counter, a large grin taking up his face, "Bonnie, is it?" He asked, nodding to the girl's nametag. "Could you do me a solid and get me a black coffee? No rush though, I can see you're very busy." Fishing out his wallet, he pulled out a crisp twenty, laying it on the counter with a wink, "Keep the change."

Tossing a thumb behind him, he motioned to a small table that rested outside the bakery, "I'll be out there, yeah?"

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Character Portrait: L.L. Callidora Character Portrait: Raven Lee Attoria Massacre Character Portrait: Bonnie Fortenberry Character Portrait: Malcom V. Kyles Character Portrait: Ezekiel Herveaux
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Time: 2:30 - 4:05 PM | Location: Sweet Spot Bakery



Bonnie smiled brightly as another customer entered, a man only a bit older than herself.
"Hi!" She greeted.
"Good afternoon!" he returned "Now, I know this is a long shot but you wouldn't happen to have any of your gingerbread cookies and cranberry cupcakes left would you? I'm trying to bribe my sister into coming to the festival with me tonight." Bonnie nodded firmly.
"Though, if you come with me instead I would be more then pleased and I wont have to bribe my sister into being my date." He continued, with a flirtatious wink. Bonnie laughed good naturedly, though her cheeks did colour. She held her hands up.
"I'm flattered, but, sorry, I'm going with the family. We're new, so it's our first of these." She explained. "Might see you there though." She turned back to the display of their baked goods.
"We've got plenty of cranberry cupcakes. A travesty really, so few people in this town seem to appreciate the humble cranberry." She dipped into the display counter's trays, and picked out one of their cranberry cupcakes. She also grabbed one of their paper bags and put the cupcake inside as she stood back up.

"Now, as for the gingerbread, we got some options..." She began. However, as she straightened, she noticed someone else had joined them in the bakery. She seemed... Distinctly odd. Another one? Just how many people in this town had this weird... Aura? Feeling? Thing about them? She puttered out for a split second, but quickly recovered. If there was one thing Bonnie's career as a fairy godmother had taught her, it was that fairy godmothers had to be able to adjust to strange situations on the fly. She'd find out what was strange about these people later. She put her smile back on her face.
"Oh, hi! I'll be right with you in a jiffy, once this man has his bribes." She assured the girl. She tore her eyes away to look back at the man.
"So, your gingerbread cookies, if you want plain gingerbread, we got the leaves or the scarecrows." She plucked out one of her recently transformed gingerbread leaves, and a smiling gingerbread scarecrow, and held both up as examples. "One of each maybe?"

Another girl entered, yet again with the strange aura so many people around here seemed to carry. Bonnie looked around at the gathering crush in the bakery with mild alarm. This might get a little chaotic unless...
"Hey, Bon Bon!" Came a familiar voice, as if summoned. God, but if her dad didn't have the best timing in the world. Even if he did enter with her silliest nickname. Jenny came squeezing by the crowd that had gathered in Sweet Spot. She quickly ducked under the counter, and threw her arms around Bonnie's waist.
"Hey, guys! good day at school?" Bonnie asked, looking down at her baby sister.
"Yeah!" Jenny answered.
"Great, but you're gonna have to tell me about it later. Dad, mind ringing this guy up while I handle these girls?" With that, Jenny detached herself and darted through to the back kitchen, out of the way. With a nod, their dad put his pale blue Sweet Spot apron back on and switched places with Bonnie, coming to stand behind the counter himself.
"Now, what was that you wanted, son?" He said.

Leaving him to it, Bonnie turned back to the girls. So many people in this town seemed to have that odd feeling, yet these two seemed to have... Similar odd feelings. But, she put it out of her mind once more. They'd not actually done anything odd, unless you counted walking into a bakery and not asking for anything immediately. Honestly, given the forming line, that was quite considerate of them.
"And what were you ladies looking for?" She asked brightly. However, before she got an answer, another man entered the shop and squeezed in at the counter.
"Business is booming today, isn't it?" He said with a grin. "Bonnie, is it?"
"Bonnie Fortenberry, nice to meet you." She smiled and laughed. "Honestly, I don't think there's been this many people in here at once until today."

"Could you do me a solid and get me a black coffee? No rush though, I can see you're very busy." He said. Bonnie nodded quickly.
"Sure, our coffee is like..." She turned to quickly consult the takeout coffee menu hanging behind her. "Two dollars ninety--" Before she could finish, he put down a twenty with a wink.
"Keep the change." Then he motioned to the tables outside the bakery. Which technically belonged to the sandwich shop next door, but nobody had said anything yet about Sweet Spot's customers using them. Heck, at this point those tables carried both of their menus. It was a beautiful friendship.
"I'll be out there, yeah?" Bonnie nodded a little dumbly. Twenty dollars for a three dollar cup of coffee. That was generous enough for Bonnie to feel a little guilty. A quick, silent conversation passed between Bonnie and her dad, as he rang up the guy, and handed Bonnie a five dollar bill. Well, apparently she wasn't the only one. She brewed the coffee in it's little light blue cardboard takeout cup. Her dad looked up as she stepped back out of the kitchen.
"Once we're done with these ladies, we'll starting closing up." He said. Bonnie nodded her understanding, and started making her way around the counter. Then, as she took the coffee out to the guy, she nabbed a sugar cookie from the display bowl in the window on impulse. Even with the unsolicited change, he'd more than paid for it. She went out and placed both in front of him, and handed him the five.
"Our coffee is three bucks, a twenty is a little much." She said with a slightly awkward laugh, as she reached up and fiddled with one strand of her hair. "So I guess enjoy the complimentary cookie?" She dipped one hand into her apron pocket, where she kept some sugar packets, and handed him some.
"For your coffee, if you need it."

With that, she headed back in, to help her dad with the last two customers before the Sweet Spot closed for the day, and the Fortenberrys headed home to prepare for the festival.

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Character Portrait: L.L. Callidora Character Portrait: Raven Lee Attoria Massacre Character Portrait: Bonnie Fortenberry Character Portrait: Malcom V. Kyles Character Portrait: Ezekiel Herveaux
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[center]| Time: 4:00pm - 5:36 pm Location: Sweet Spot Bakery |

*She watched and cringed as the small bakery began to seriously fill up. Surrounded by people while she was hungry did not make her feel any better and when a male slid beside her, placing his coffee order and paying in advance, she shivered. 'What was that?' She thought to herself subconciously. His aura, actually, almost everyone's aura in the bakery gave her chills. What was with this bakery? Or was it just her extermly hightened senses messing with her again? Taking her right hand and rubbing the back of her neck to hopefully get rid of the cold chill running down her back her hazel green hues followed the male to where he sat down before returning to the clerk who was currently filling the males cup of coffee. Feeling eye's on the back of her head and another strange aura she turned around to face a woman who looked to be a sex goddess. 'Damn....'. Being both sexually attracted to both genders this woman's features made her whole body tremble with urges. Blinking a few times, realizing she had been staring for a good minute, she slid her gaze to what looked to be the owner of the bakery, due to his attire and the way he spoke to, what she thought was, his daughter Bonnie who was now giving the strange male his order just outside the bakery.*

"May I have black coffee, two creams, two sugar, and one of your gingerbread cookies Please?"

*She asked the older gentleman behind the counter, lighty tapping her fingers across the counter top while she waited for her order to be filled. Retrieving her order and paying she smiled gently, nodding a thanks to the male clerk. Turning around, coffee and cookie in hand she made her way out of the bakery and towards the center of the mall. Walking over to an open bench she sat down, crossing one leg over the other, and began to sip her hot coffee, observing her surroundings*

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Time: 3:05 - 5:00 P.M. → Location: Ledeoux School → Sweet Spot Bakery


Classes had ended for the day and he couldn't be happier. His mind could be at ease from his students but he sat down at his desk with a sigh, his eyes glanced over the papers upon his desk. He sat there and graded them for a little bit then jumped to his lesson plans and got them ready for the next day. He then ran his hand over his face and got up from his seated position, grabbed his briefcase and walked out of his classroom but made sure it was locked up first. He then proceeded to walk out of the school and to his vehicle, where he ran into one of the teachers.

"Oh, hey there, handsome." A female voice said. "Hey there, Sophia." Kenneth's said as she giggled and winked before she trotted away. Kenneth shook his head as he got inside of his vehicle, started up the engine and drove off of the school premises. He debated about going home but then decided to stop by the Sweet Spot Bakery. He pulled up into the parking lot and got there just in time before they closed. Kenny ordered his after school usual, which was two gingerbread cookies and a cup of coffee with two sugars and three creams.

Kenneth took his order happily then waltzed outside, where he saw a guy that was sitting there and raised a brow up at him. "Aren't you, Ezekiel?" Kenneth asked the male before he sat down right before him and eyed him with a smile. "Sorry to bother you but I saw an ad with your picture and I do a little part time modeling, myself." Kenneth said as he continued to look at him as he took a bite out of his cookie and took a sip from his coffee.

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Time: 5:00 – ?
Location: Sweet Spot Bakery
Looking down at the cookie, Kell couldn't help but smile. He hadn't meant to make the girl awkward with his tip, but alas, it was a bit too late for him to apologize. Stirring the sugar into his coffee, he briefly eyed the customers that came and went. He almost felt left out, watching a few school girls as they entered the mall with boisterous laughter.

"Aren't you, Ezekiel?" Kell's eyes met with a man standing before him, dressed in what he could guess was business casual. He looked older than Kell and the younger man smiled as the stranger seated himself, "Sorry to bother you but I saw an ad with your picture and I do a little part time modeling, myself."

"No, please, bother me." Ezekiel laughed, leaning back into his chair as he intertwined his fingers, "Well I'm glad someone recognizes me without all that photoshop." He grinned, giving the man a quick once over before taking a drink of his own beverage.

He knew nothing about this man, other than the sudden desire to invite him over for the night. He pushed the thought away, smirking at himself behind his cup, "So if modeling is only a part time gig, what is it you do?" He asked, tilting his head with a curious smile. "No, wait, let me guess. You're either a doctor and, if so, I've been needing a checkup so hook me up, maybe?" He laughed, sitting forward as he rattled at his brain for another assumption, "Or you're a school teacher. The young history teacher every girl and her mom is eye-fucking." Pressing his cheek to his hand, Kell couldn't help but grin at the other man, almost excited to see if he was right or not.

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Time: 3:05 - 5:00 P.M. → Location: Sweet Spot Bakery → Backwoods


Kenneth would've been completely embarrassed if the person in front of him wasn't Ezekiel but luckily for him, it was. He let out a soft chuckle towards Ezekiel when he grinned and said that he's glad someone notices him without the photoshop. Kenny took another bite out of his gingerbread cookie and another sip of his coffee as he pursed his lips together before his eyes looked up at him.

"Well, I wish I was a doctor but honestly, I am a Literature teacher." Kenneth responded, laughing at his words as he leaned back at little, unbuttoning the top button of his collared shirt. "But as long as they are eye-fucking and nothing else then I perfectly fine with that. I fuck men only." Kenny responded bluntly and ended those words with a wink. "But I may not be a doctor but I can still give you a checkup." He said as he stood up with a soft sigh then looked down at Ezekiel.

"I hate to leave in a moment like this but I have to go and get ready for the festival tonight." Kenneth said with a grunt as he didn't really want to go. But almost all of the teachers were scheduled to work it. "But I hope to see you there? If not then I am sure I'll see you around." Kenneth said as he turned heel and didn't bother to wait for an answer as he looked back with a glance then continued on his trek towards the parking lot.

Kenneth sat in his vehicle for a moment with a soft smirk before he left the mall and went to his home, where their alpha was waiting. "Kenneth." His alpha's voice roared as soon as he got out of the car. A beta wolf came up to him and sniffed him then looked towards the alpha. "He's been with vampires." His eyes cut towards the beta then looked towards the alpha. "For the last time, I am a teacher and there are a lot of creatures that are at our school." Kenneth remarked as he walked past them and into his house.

"I have to get ready for the festival so see ya." Kenny said as he closed the door and locked it then went further inside and started to get ready for the festival.

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If it's this easy to manipulate humans...what was the point of all that training? Despite the pleased expression on his face at the woman's rather enthusiastic assistance, Lucian couldn't help but inwardly grumble. After all if all it took to get humans so eager to do things for you then what was the point of all the training his clan put him through? The trek deeper into the store was more disorganized than he'd expected but the girl got him to his destination easily enough. Since there was a selection, Lucian began to browse as the girl introduced herself as Jack and commented on his newness to the store.

" To be honest, I don't go to many of the more truly local places - rumors of the family and all that make locals less than welcoming at places like this. Please, call me Lu - no it's not short for Luke...my parents gave me a far more dramatic name." A wry smile formed on Lucian's face as he gave a polite response while picking a pair of books and an interruption from Lily caught his attention.

"I think that's it for books this time, you working the whole evening or are you free during the festival?" While making his inquiry, Lucian pulled out a credit card and a second one - a plain card labeled ' L. Callidora' with the number for his adult phone number.

" Since I'd like SOME excuse to escape my sister - if you'll forgive the hurry." Finishing the purchase was easy enough from there - though in all honestly Lucian didn't pay much attention since his other half had far more stimulus going on. He still managed to squeeze a text to Kell out while leaving the store.

Well, if you were free I was thinking about poaching a couple fans before things got started... After all, who says beautiful men don't deserve an audience?

Unfortunately, traffic delayed Lucian on his way to the mall more than he'd like. As a result he arrived after the Sweet Spot closed, but still in time for the apparent after party. Lucian made a point of parking right next to the all-too-familiar birthday car of Kell's before stepping from the car just a bit after five. After a quick a look around, Lucian spotted Kell and gave a wave - more of a beckon as he went to hunt down his other half.

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As the place grew more lively, something about the air of the place changed...it took a bit for Lilith to fully clue in on her nose and look towards the woman in the dress. Ever true to her nature as a Succubus, she threw the woman a discreet wink in response to the gaze. When it finally got to be her turn to order, Lily held out a credit card and noncommittally gave a general order, " it's my first time here so feel free to surprise me." Following the completion of her order, Lily paused between following the 'familiar' face of Kell and the woman...ultimately she chose to follow the latter. Something about the woman was...inhuman yet familiar in an oddly different way that she couldn't fully put into words. The woman's decision to sit around on a bench made catching up rather easy - despite making an approach a bit direct. Nevertheless, the Succubus still made her approach - baked goods and all.

" You know, of every gaze I've gotten while entering a room, I must say yours was definitely the most polite. The name's Lily - spelled with two i's." Taking a tip from an older cousin, Lilis threw in what could only be described as an overly enthusiastic smile with the introduction.

" You wouldn't mind if I kept you company until my hopeless brother shows up with the car, would you?" Succumbing a little bit to instinct, Lilis couldn't help letting out a little bit of odeur de désir while she asked. Consciously, she knew that to another of her kind that this be nothing more than overly strong perfume - unpleasant being the first thought to mind. Against humans however, the results were always an overwhelming positive...and while the clan always said to be careful about other nonhumans - there had never been an explanation why.

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Time: 5:30 – 7:30
Location: Mall - Fear Festival
Watching as the man left, Ezekiel could help but let his eyes follow until he was out of sight. Sucking in a breath, he let out a little curse as he exhaled, gathering himself and getting to his feet. Kell was a flirt naturally, but he couldn’t help and feel a little interested in the other man. Chuckling to himself, he made his way into the mall. He needed a new outfit for the festival. At least that’s what he told himself, it was more of an excuse to buy new clothing. Taking a drink of his coffee, he picked at the cookie as he browsed around the mall. A Spirit Store was open, many teenagers running into the store. Halloween was a fond holiday of his. He remembered the nights when he would go out trick-or-treating with his mum. Dressed up as his favorite villain or monster. Ironically, he always wanted to be a vampire. Walking into the store, he let his eyes wander. Nostalgia hit him like a wave and he sighed softly. So many college parties with women dressed in skimpy little costumes.

Stepping on the button of one of the outside displays, Kell watched as a dead woman lurched forward towards him, screaming and scaring a few children near him. He smirked, turning away and browsing the costumes. Scoffing at the vampire costume, Ezekiel ran his tongue over his incisors, grimacing slightly at the sting as they cut at the skin. Shaking his head, he left the store and went in search for a decent clothing store. The mall didn’t have much, being from such a small town but Kell was determined to find something for the occasion. It didn’t need to be high-end fashion, after all.

Paying for the clothes, he left the mall and drove to his apartment. He didn’t plan on staying too long, hopping into the shower to freshen up. It took a moment for the water to heat up, but he paid it no mind, letting shampoo lather in his fair hair. Humming to a tune, he took his time bathing himself before turning off the water and stepping out. Grabbing his phone, he quickly read his messages. Just a text from his last fling, asking if he planned on being at the festival. He left her on read, putting down the device and getting ready. It took a while for his hair to listen to him, but once he was ready, he grinned brightly and grabbed his belongings before locking the apartment door behind him.

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The festival was already getting into gear as he arrived, the line for a ticket too long. He sighed, waiting impatiently as it slowly inched forward. A good ten minutes in the line and it was finally his turn to pay for his tickets. Instead, he simply bought the wristband. Taking it and leaving before the man could give him his change. Slipping the brightly colored band around his wrist, Kell decided to send his friend a quick text.

You here? Place is getting pretty crowded. Lemme know when you're here.

Sighing softly, he wandered around the fairgrounds for a bit, watching as a couple played one of those rigged games. Surprisingly, the man won something, giving the bright pink plushy to the girl. Clicking his tongue against teeth, he turned away. He felt like he was prying, running a hand through his hair and mussing it up.

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After the rather unpleasant time of being puppet to an in-explicitly disturbing yet interesting Raven... the two "siblings" opted for the extra safety of merging back together. Both Lucias and Lilis could only conclude based on her cold touch that the woman was either undead or some other freak they had yet to encounter and the diminished power that came with separation wasn't worth the risk. As an extra layer of caution - Lucian got to be the prominent face since he'd already made plans - though an extra layer was added to have all the phones in coat pockets (a coat with the family emblem on the back). However the whole affair resulted in his being later than expected so the Incubus found rather belatedly he had two texts as he arrived in the parking lot. A read reply from Jack and a message from his friend Kell... which despite giving the pair an idea was put in the back burner for a period.

Alright Jack - see you it the festival.

To Kell, the message of a different tone.

If you don't count cars, the parking lot is rather empty

Given the current outfit was fine with either sex, Lucian debated switching to Lilis' face. However a coin toss threw the caution of earlier to the win - after all what are the odds? That and if the two stayed close together, things should be safe right? The pair separated again to the matching outfits look before getting out of the car. The effort left the two winded, but the "twins" left the car with linked arms... a weird sensation for both parties. Still the two made their way towards the main entrance while trying to stay as openly visible as possible.