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Arien Valentine
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Wing City Business District
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Script
Description
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So begins...
Arien Valentine's Story
Arien shrugged his shoulders, "Surprise me," he said, casting the girl a toothy smile - a fanged one, to be precise. "I'm always open to trying something new."
The youth returned his attention to Darren, tilting his head slightly, "You're a performer, then, hm? You have that album cover smile, certainly." Arien chuckled, eyes flashing mischievously, "I'm Arien."
The youth returned his attention to Darren, tilting his head slightly, "You're a performer, then, hm? You have that album cover smile, certainly." Arien chuckled, eyes flashing mischievously, "I'm Arien."
Arien took the drink with an appreciative smile, "Sounds delicious," he said. Inwardly he was amused at the choice of colour. "It's my first time here," he replied to Darren, taking a sip of the drink - his gum had apparently disappeared at some point since he'd blown the bubble.
"Does it generally get busy, later?" he queried, "How much of a crowd do you normally get?"
"Does it generally get busy, later?" he queried, "How much of a crowd do you normally get?"
"Sounds perfect," Arien replied, perfectly honestly. Crowded enough for there to be plenty of pickings, but not so crowded it would be hard to get someone alone. The thought process of a rapist, if there ever was one. But Arien wasn't quite that bad. Probably. Depending on how you thought about it.
"So, Darren..." Arien purred - an odd word to describe a human voice, but the sultry hint to the youth's voice was difficult to describe any other way, "Tell me about you. A guitarist, a singer... what else? Everyone's got a day job, or, well..." the vampire smirked, "Most people, anyway. But what you do in the rat race of makin' money isn't what's interesting, most of the time."
"So, Darren..." Arien purred - an odd word to describe a human voice, but the sultry hint to the youth's voice was difficult to describe any other way, "Tell me about you. A guitarist, a singer... what else? Everyone's got a day job, or, well..." the vampire smirked, "Most people, anyway. But what you do in the rat race of makin' money isn't what's interesting, most of the time."
Arien laughed, "I don't have a job," he said, shrugging, "I couldn't handle the monotony. Doing the same thing every day... I don't know how anyone does it." The vampire grinned, "I get by. I have a generous family, and I don't need much."
Food, drink - both were optional, or at least, the kind you bought was. "I have only very vague memories of the films," he said, "I wasn't much of a TV oriented child." No, Arien had been far more into variously tormenting bugs and performing unholy rituals in his closet. A healthy childhood hobby for anyone.
"I spend most of my time finding... fun," Arien grinned as he said that, "Of all sorts. This city's just a big playground."
Food, drink - both were optional, or at least, the kind you bought was. "I have only very vague memories of the films," he said, "I wasn't much of a TV oriented child." No, Arien had been far more into variously tormenting bugs and performing unholy rituals in his closet. A healthy childhood hobby for anyone.
"I spend most of my time finding... fun," Arien grinned as he said that, "Of all sorts. This city's just a big playground."
Arien chuckled, "Maybe," he said, "And maybe you just need to take a break from schedules. Wake up, pick a direction, walk until you find something... interesting. Make your own fun, or your own trouble."
The vampire grinned, "There's all kinds of things to get into around here," he murmured, meeting Darren's eyes with his own. He lingered there, for just a few moments, but it seemed like a lifetime. The vampire's eyes seemed like deep chasms, vortexes of green that pulled the onlooker inwards, as though looking away was impossible.
When he broke the stare, Arien carried on as though nothing had happened, "Break out of your shell a bit, let loose."
The vampire grinned, "There's all kinds of things to get into around here," he murmured, meeting Darren's eyes with his own. He lingered there, for just a few moments, but it seemed like a lifetime. The vampire's eyes seemed like deep chasms, vortexes of green that pulled the onlooker inwards, as though looking away was impossible.
When he broke the stare, Arien carried on as though nothing had happened, "Break out of your shell a bit, let loose."
Arien laughed - his more alluring tones slipping away to be replaced by an almost childish snicker. Darren's bumbling had appealed to his somewhat immature sense of humour, and it was a genuine laugh - not an unkind one. His mask returned almost instantly though, as though it had never slipped. "Maybe you could do with someone to show you the ropes..." he suggested, forming a teasing grin on his face.
"I have plenty of spare time, after all..."
"I have plenty of spare time, after all..."
Arien raised an eyebrow, "I suppose," he replied, "But where we watch is on my terms." He wasn't quite sure he was willing to play nice with children even for the most interesting person in the world.
"So do we have ourselves a deal?" he purred, one hand idly snaking its way to lightly trace a winding pattern on Darren's arm, captivating eyes glinting slyly.
"So do we have ourselves a deal?" he purred, one hand idly snaking its way to lightly trace a winding pattern on Darren's arm, captivating eyes glinting slyly.
"Great," Arien replied, tilting his head to look away, "I have to fly, for now, but I have a feeling we'll see each other again very soon. I'll be in touch."
The vampire leaned in teasingly close, a spattering of flecks of crimson leaking into his irises, seeming only to draw the other man in even further. His hand brushed against Darren's cheek, before he flitted away. As he moved towards the door, he turned to walk backwards for a few steps.
"And remember, try a little spontaneity. It'll do you a world of good," he called back, winking. And then he was gone like words on the wind.
The vampire leaned in teasingly close, a spattering of flecks of crimson leaking into his irises, seeming only to draw the other man in even further. His hand brushed against Darren's cheek, before he flitted away. As he moved towards the door, he turned to walk backwards for a few steps.
"And remember, try a little spontaneity. It'll do you a world of good," he called back, winking. And then he was gone like words on the wind.
"I liked the music."
If there had been any obvious way for Arien to have made his way 'backstage' without being noticed, the fact that he was there would have been maybe a little bit less creepy. As it stood, however, it retained its full creepiness.
The vampire was leaned against the wall of the hallway outside of Darren's changing room, hair looking a little more out of place than before, jacket wet and shoes slightly muddied. It was clear he'd been busy.
The younger man smiled, green eyes flashing as he sauntered up to Darren, "You had quite the fanclub out there."
If there had been any obvious way for Arien to have made his way 'backstage' without being noticed, the fact that he was there would have been maybe a little bit less creepy. As it stood, however, it retained its full creepiness.
The vampire was leaned against the wall of the hallway outside of Darren's changing room, hair looking a little more out of place than before, jacket wet and shoes slightly muddied. It was clear he'd been busy.
The younger man smiled, green eyes flashing as he sauntered up to Darren, "You had quite the fanclub out there."
"I had left," Arien replied, pausing a short distance - shorter than most new acquaintances would consider appropriate - from Darren, "But I came back before you finished."
With a small smile, he shrugged, "I don't have a favourite type of music. What you played was good." he said, "Though if the offer still stands, I might have an alternative request to run by you..." The vampire winked. Just what he was implying was somewhat up in the air.
With a small smile, he shrugged, "I don't have a favourite type of music. What you played was good." he said, "Though if the offer still stands, I might have an alternative request to run by you..." The vampire winked. Just what he was implying was somewhat up in the air.
Arien smiled, proffering a hand, "The night's still young - come live a little with me," he murmured, meeting Darren's eyes with his own once more, "Leave your bags here, and wander. Maybe more. Let me show you the other side of the coin in this city."
Arien was very close to Darren now, an affectionate - though could one see through the layers of falsified emotion on his face, a slyly, darkly affectionate - smile on his face. "I promise you'll have fun, pretty words aside."
Arien was very close to Darren now, an affectionate - though could one see through the layers of falsified emotion on his face, a slyly, darkly affectionate - smile on his face. "I promise you'll have fun, pretty words aside."
"That would work," Arien murmured, "I'm sure he'll survive without you for just one night."
The vampire retreated backwards, overpowering influence fading slightly as he gave Darren room to deposit his guitar. "If you have a coat, you'll want it," he said absently, already drifting down the corridor - somehow beckoning without so much as a gesture - "It's raining a little."
The vampire retreated backwards, overpowering influence fading slightly as he gave Darren room to deposit his guitar. "If you have a coat, you'll want it," he said absently, already drifting down the corridor - somehow beckoning without so much as a gesture - "It's raining a little."
Arien grinned, turning back to scoop Darren's hand in his own without a chance for protest (as unlikely as it was by this point), "Planning? That would ruin the whole point. C'mon."
Pushing the door of the bar open, Arien pulled Darren out into the night. 'A little rain' turned out, in fact, to be practically a downpour. The vampire was sodden in moments, wearing only a red hoodie (with the hood down) over his shirt and jeans. He seemed far from bothered by this though, even with his wet fringe hanging over his eyes. A look that would have screamed of 'wet dog' were it anyone else, Arien somehow seemed to pull it off.
The vampire grinned, pulling Darren out into the deserted plaza, "Anywhere you've ever wondered what it's like at night?" He asked abruptly, winding himself back in on Darren's arm from having been pulling him along, "Parks, shopping malls, offices..." Arien grinned, "Don't worry about whether they'll be closed or not..."
Pushing the door of the bar open, Arien pulled Darren out into the night. 'A little rain' turned out, in fact, to be practically a downpour. The vampire was sodden in moments, wearing only a red hoodie (with the hood down) over his shirt and jeans. He seemed far from bothered by this though, even with his wet fringe hanging over his eyes. A look that would have screamed of 'wet dog' were it anyone else, Arien somehow seemed to pull it off.
The vampire grinned, pulling Darren out into the deserted plaza, "Anywhere you've ever wondered what it's like at night?" He asked abruptly, winding himself back in on Darren's arm from having been pulling him along, "Parks, shopping malls, offices..." Arien grinned, "Don't worry about whether they'll be closed or not..."
"Tsk," Arien tutted, "A place doesn't need people to be fun. You make your own fun. Deserted and empty, it's far freer than during the day. You just have to be willing to let loose."
The vampire leaned into Darren, close enough that his hair brushed against the lip of the older man's hood, "And I don't mind the rain," he purred, "I'm pretty tolerant to the cold."
Moving away once again after only a moment, he started to pull Darren along again, in the direction of the Plaza's shopping centre. "Come on, I'll show you."
The vampire leaned into Darren, close enough that his hair brushed against the lip of the older man's hood, "And I don't mind the rain," he purred, "I'm pretty tolerant to the cold."
Moving away once again after only a moment, he started to pull Darren along again, in the direction of the Plaza's shopping centre. "Come on, I'll show you."
Arien laughed, "Somehow, I don't think either of those things will be a problem." he said. Catch his death? Arien was way ahead of the game there. And most horror movies didn't have the vampire as one of the protagonists.
As they came under the cover of the shopping centre's entryway, Arien released Darren's hand to brush his fingers against the lock. With a satisfying click only a few moments later, the glass doors swung inwards. Arien held it open, beckoning Darren inwards, "After you..."
As they came under the cover of the shopping centre's entryway, Arien released Darren's hand to brush his fingers against the lock. With a satisfying click only a few moments later, the glass doors swung inwards. Arien held it open, beckoning Darren inwards, "After you..."
Drifting in after Darren, Arien hooked both arms around the other's neck, holding his face close in. "Relax..." he purred, "It'll be fine. Come on, let's find something fun."
It didn't take long before the vampire had dragged the reluctant musician into a superstore - the kind that sold everything you could ever not need. Roller-blades, ride-on lawnmowers, tennis-ball launchers... everything necessary to cause a bit of mischief.
"I bet you I can keep up with that ball machine," Arien said, grinning mischievously as he leaned against the other. "One racket, every ball. I can totally do it."
It didn't take long before the vampire had dragged the reluctant musician into a superstore - the kind that sold everything you could ever not need. Roller-blades, ride-on lawnmowers, tennis-ball launchers... everything necessary to cause a bit of mischief.
"I bet you I can keep up with that ball machine," Arien said, grinning mischievously as he leaned against the other. "One racket, every ball. I can totally do it."
Arien laughed, "Professions only weigh you down, haven't I said that already?" The vampire flitted away into an aisle, returning only a moment later with a large bag of tennis balls. With total disregard of any concept of ownership, the bag was quickly opened and upended to load the machine. He then took up a racket, examining it before wrenching off the labelling to leave it ready to use.
Arien turned back to Darren, drifting over to rest a reassuring hand on the man's chest - no doubt he'd be having a fit over the property damage, derision or nay. Arien's eyes, as ever, were wonderful at making worries like that just... float away.
"Ready when you are... go ahead and flick the switch." he purred, moving back to get into position.
Arien turned back to Darren, drifting over to rest a reassuring hand on the man's chest - no doubt he'd be having a fit over the property damage, derision or nay. Arien's eyes, as ever, were wonderful at making worries like that just... float away.
"Ready when you are... go ahead and flick the switch." he purred, moving back to get into position.
Arien's arm was a blur. Whilst no professional tennis player - sport had been something that happened to other people back in his days at school - the reflexes and speed of a vampire were better than any performance-enhancing drug.
The store was filled with flying tennis balls, launched every-which-way as Arien swung back and forth with minimal technique, but plenty of power.
This didn't last long, however, before there was a loud snap and the tennis racket, not exactly designed for these purposes, broke in two. The handle stayed in Arien's hand, while the head flew off like a rocket to smash somewhere else in the store. The tennis-balls continued to fly past Arien until there were none left, littering the floor even further.
Arien cracked up laughing, shrugging his shoulders and tossing the handle away. He made his way back over to his no-doubt stunned companion, grinning. "I guess you win, technically."
The store was filled with flying tennis balls, launched every-which-way as Arien swung back and forth with minimal technique, but plenty of power.
This didn't last long, however, before there was a loud snap and the tennis racket, not exactly designed for these purposes, broke in two. The handle stayed in Arien's hand, while the head flew off like a rocket to smash somewhere else in the store. The tennis-balls continued to fly past Arien until there were none left, littering the floor even further.
Arien cracked up laughing, shrugging his shoulders and tossing the handle away. He made his way back over to his no-doubt stunned companion, grinning. "I guess you win, technically."
"Maybe I just don't know my own strength," Arien said with a wink, wrapping his arms around Darren once again, "Having fun yet?" he asked, grinning.
The vampire was, certainly. He always enjoyed the games he played - taking ordinary, boring people and spicing their lives up a bit. Sure, he often left behind people with a criminal record, a hospital bill or a gravestone... but that was beside the point.
Only a short time after the question, however, a shrill ringing shot through the air. "Looks like we've been noticed..." Arien said, sounding entirely unfettered as the alarm sang on. He snaked a hand up to twirl Darren's hair gently to soothe the likely panicked response, making sure to hold the other's gaze to keep him calm.
"Don't worry, I'll get us out of here no problem. Trust me?"
The vampire was, certainly. He always enjoyed the games he played - taking ordinary, boring people and spicing their lives up a bit. Sure, he often left behind people with a criminal record, a hospital bill or a gravestone... but that was beside the point.
Only a short time after the question, however, a shrill ringing shot through the air. "Looks like we've been noticed..." Arien said, sounding entirely unfettered as the alarm sang on. He snaked a hand up to twirl Darren's hair gently to soothe the likely panicked response, making sure to hold the other's gaze to keep him calm.
"Don't worry, I'll get us out of here no problem. Trust me?"
"Come on," Arien took Darren's hand and once again, led the musician onwards. Rather than taking the obvious route, to head for a door, it seemed that the vampire was leading them upwards instead.
That would have been ringing alarm bells - hah - in any not-brain-addled person already, but Darren by now was truly addled. Only when they finally broke out onto the roof of the shopping centre would questions begin to be raised. The rain was, if anything, heavier now - and up here the wind was strong too. And was that thunder?
Arien led Darren towards the edge of the roof, where a small gap separated it from the next building along. He squeezed the other's hand, turning to face him, "Still trust me?" he whispered, soft voice seeming to carry even over the roaring wind, "I won't let you get hurt, don't worry. It's not a long jump, and once we're across, we're home free."
That would have been ringing alarm bells - hah - in any not-brain-addled person already, but Darren by now was truly addled. Only when they finally broke out onto the roof of the shopping centre would questions begin to be raised. The rain was, if anything, heavier now - and up here the wind was strong too. And was that thunder?
Arien led Darren towards the edge of the roof, where a small gap separated it from the next building along. He squeezed the other's hand, turning to face him, "Still trust me?" he whispered, soft voice seeming to carry even over the roaring wind, "I won't let you get hurt, don't worry. It's not a long jump, and once we're across, we're home free."