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This is one of Wing City's main streets. (todo: expound!)
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Gamble smiled slightly and nodded slowly, making a small confirming sound at Darius' words. "Right..." He said quietly, softly as his hand lingered still, being unsure whether he should touch the scar or not. "Right, you are wonderful in many, many ways... Far too many to go through..." He chuckled quietly, shaking his head before he lifted his eyes to find the demon's, blinking slowly.
"May I...?" He trailed off, eyes flicking briefly to his hand that hovered so close to the demon's chest in order to show what he meant. "Be honest... If you'd rather I didn't..."
"May I...?" He trailed off, eyes flicking briefly to his hand that hovered so close to the demon's chest in order to show what he meant. "Be honest... If you'd rather I didn't..."
Darius stammered nervously, blushing deeper still as he firmly kept his eyes off toward the side. "Y...You can if you so desire." Darius said-voice shaking gently, hard to control his blush or the rush of mixed beats within his ears as his Master neared. Lightly grasping at the bed covers between his fingers, the seated demon closed his eyes gently.
"Tis not very pleasant to view...well..it's wasn't..." Darius mused gently, keeping his mind focused on tea...camomile, jasmine...peppermint.
"Tis not very pleasant to view...well..it's wasn't..." Darius mused gently, keeping his mind focused on tea...camomile, jasmine...peppermint.
Gamble smiled slightly and nodded, pausing for a moment to give Darius a time to ready himself before he chuckled quietly, shaking his head. "I think... It is very pleasant to look at..." He said quietly as he moved his hand forward to place the tip of a finger against the scar, slowly and gradually placing his full palm upon the scarred flesh.
He swallowed thickly as he did so, a slight blush rising to his cheeks as the gesture seemed very... Intimate in nature, and his eyes remained fixed upon Darius' features, searching for any sign of discomfort. "How does it feel...?" He murmured quietly, tilting his head slightly to one side as he allowed his fingers to move ever so slightly over the demon's skin.
He swallowed thickly as he did so, a slight blush rising to his cheeks as the gesture seemed very... Intimate in nature, and his eyes remained fixed upon Darius' features, searching for any sign of discomfort. "How does it feel...?" He murmured quietly, tilting his head slightly to one side as he allowed his fingers to move ever so slightly over the demon's skin.
Darius frowned very slightly as the contact was made, biting down on his bottom lip, feeling his energy surging out from the area of his scar, and would, the longer Gamble kept his contact toward the pale raised sections of flesh, the stronger the current of demon energy would push its way through him. The same would work in reverse however, as he could feel as if Gamble was practically within his spirit.
"C-cinnamon..." Darius stammered, "S-s-strawberry and e-eldeflower.." he continued, still reeling off flavors of differing tea's.
"C-cinnamon..." Darius stammered, "S-s-strawberry and e-eldeflower.." he continued, still reeling off flavors of differing tea's.
Gamble blinked quickly at the rather... Odd reaction to the touch, a frown tugging at his lips as he quickly withdrew his hand, shifting his weight back to distance himself from the demon, a concerned look in his features. There would be silence for several moments as the young man lowered his head, looking at the hand that had been touching the scar and he swallowed quietly, another blush rising to his cheeks before he looked back.
"Darius...?" He spoke quietly, tilting his head forward to look closer. "Are you alright?" He frowned. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have... I don't why I... Did that..." He mumbled, turning his head to look off to one side as he mentally scolded himself; 'Well done Virgil... Try to do something nice, something good and you just make things worse... Good show...'
"Darius...?" He spoke quietly, tilting his head forward to look closer. "Are you alright?" He frowned. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have... I don't why I... Did that..." He mumbled, turning his head to look off to one side as he mentally scolded himself; 'Well done Virgil... Try to do something nice, something good and you just make things worse... Good show...'
Darius breathed heavily, almost as if he had been holding his breath the entire time, opening his eyes gently as his grip of the bed covers released slightly. "N...No Master Gamble it wasn't bad...it...was very strange." He admitted, smiling weakly even as his red eyeswhere ablaze with energy and life.
"Strange in a good way however! I...I have never...no one's ever....oh bother." Darius trailed off, letting his eyes look downward to his lap as he tried to explain himself in a clearer way.
"Strange in a good way however! I...I have never...no one's ever....oh bother." Darius trailed off, letting his eyes look downward to his lap as he tried to explain himself in a clearer way.
Gamble turned back to the demon as it seemed Darius was s confused as he was, perhaps unable to fully explain and so he tilted his head to one side, remaining silent as he waited for an explanation. It would seen be clear that Darius currently couldn't think of a way to make his thoughts clear and so he reached forward, gently patting one of Darius' hands.
"... Call me Virgil... Just for now..." He mumbled, a brief shadow crossing over his features for some as yet unknown reason. "Try and explain, alright? Nothing bad will happen just... Just try, and if you can't, well... That's fine too." He nodded firmly.
"... Call me Virgil... Just for now..." He mumbled, a brief shadow crossing over his features for some as yet unknown reason. "Try and explain, alright? Nothing bad will happen just... Just try, and if you can't, well... That's fine too." He nodded firmly.
Darius twitched slightly when he patted his hand, though kept his eyes looking downward firmly, hearing the odd request for a change of name, but, didn't think anything bad by it...it was maybe just his preferred name of choice.
"M-Master Virgil...it...I...um...I'll go and put the kettle on." Darius said quickly, swallowing down his nervousness to try and escape the room, not to escape Gamble at all, just, the situation was foreign for him..and...he didn't quite know how to conduct himself.
"M-Master Virgil...it...I...um...I'll go and put the kettle on." Darius said quickly, swallowing down his nervousness to try and escape the room, not to escape Gamble at all, just, the situation was foreign for him..and...he didn't quite know how to conduct himself.
Gamble simply nodded with a small smile at the demon. "Sure, feel free." He would let the demon leave the room, remaining behind for several moments as it was clear that Darius seemed to need some personal space to collect his thoughts together. "Ergh... God damn family..." He muttered bitterly to himself as he mulled over the sound of his given name, frowning to himself. "Still - Need to get used to it, get a grip on myself." He nodded firmly before finally getting up, making his way into the living room.
"Are you alright? Also if you haven't already poured it I got some blackcurrant tea bags, they should be on the side... if you've already poured though you don't need to worry." He smiled gently.
"Are you alright? Also if you haven't already poured it I got some blackcurrant tea bags, they should be on the side... if you've already poured though you don't need to worry." He smiled gently.
Darius breathed slowly, shaking his head as he got himself together, he needed too. He was a demon of servitude, he couldn't be going around making a fool of himself...could he? Hearing the call from the next room, Darius hadn't even started making the tea, fretting to himself about what he should say to his Master about the incident.
Fixing some blackcurrent tea within the tea set that he had brought especially for his contract, Darius brought it through, red eyes still burning, even if he tried to calm them. "Where will you be taking your tea Master Virgil..?" Darius asked, trying to get back into his serving duties.
Fixing some blackcurrent tea within the tea set that he had brought especially for his contract, Darius brought it through, red eyes still burning, even if he tried to calm them. "Where will you be taking your tea Master Virgil..?" Darius asked, trying to get back into his serving duties.
Gamble smiled slightly and nodded towards the main room, moving past the demon to give him more time to collect himself if needed. "In here, I think." he said quietly, not mentioning the incident; he would wait until Darius was ready.
Assuming the tea was set down he would take a moment to smile down at the set, running a finger slowly over an apple before lifting the cup to take a small sip, sighing in a satisfied manner once he was done. "Its lovely, thank you very much, Darius."
Assuming the tea was set down he would take a moment to smile down at the set, running a finger slowly over an apple before lifting the cup to take a small sip, sighing in a satisfied manner once he was done. "Its lovely, thank you very much, Darius."
Gamble moved slowly from his bedroom into the living room, sighing quietly as he peerd at the demon who was currently busying himself making tea and a small smile came to his features as he slid quietly into a chair at the glass table.
Gamble clasped his hands together and rested them atop the cool surface, looking down on them as he mused over what had just happened in the other room, and his brow furrowed in concern; Darius' reaction had been an odd one, he seemed very uncomfortable and confused by the experience, and the young man rolled his eyes as he mentally scolded himself for wanting to touch the scar if the first place. 'It was obvious he was uncomfortable with it... Stupid, stupid Virgil...'
He shook his head slowly then looked back to the demon, placing a comforting smile on his face as he spoke. "Ah... If you like you can have some tea too..." He really wished to inquire about how the other male felt, was he nervous? Did he not wish to speak of it at all? For the moment Gamble wouldn't bring up the subject, deciding the Darius would hopefully do so when he was ready.
He shook his head slowly then looked back to the demon, placing a comforting smile on his face as he spoke. "Ah... If you like you can have some tea too..." He really wished to inquire about how the other male felt, was he nervous? Did he not wish to speak of it at all? For the moment Gamble wouldn't bring up the subject, deciding the Darius would hopefully do so when he was ready.
Darius gently placed the tray of tea down onto the table, slowly pouring a cup of the blackcurrent tea for Virgil, his hand, slightly shaking as he gently placed down the cup and saucer on the table in front of his Master, keeping his eyes firmly down cast as he shook his head slowly. "No thank you Master Virgil..." He coughed gently into his slightly closed hand, biting down on his bottom lip very slightly before turning to walk back into the kitchen.
There where a few clattering sounds, before the demon returned with a small plate, cookies set onto it, as his hands no longer shook, he was forcing himself back into the serving routine so he wouldn't have to think about what just happened.
There where a few clattering sounds, before the demon returned with a small plate, cookies set onto it, as his hands no longer shook, he was forcing himself back into the serving routine so he wouldn't have to think about what just happened.
Gamble frowned slightly as the demon refused tea, as silly as it seemed, to Gamble that was a sign that there was certainly something not right. He had opened his mouth to speak when suddenly Darius had turned away, and he raised a confused eyebrow before cookies were placed on the table also. With a small sigh he shook his head slightly, guessing that Darius would rather not think about it... But for once Gamble believed he genuinely knew best, and so, before the demon could bustle off again he reached forward and placed a gentle hand atop one of Darius'.
"Darius, stop moving about for a moment... I think we need to talk about what happened..." He said quietly, eyes watching the others face for any reaction. "How do you feel?" A simple question with an endless number of responses.
"Darius, stop moving about for a moment... I think we need to talk about what happened..." He said quietly, eyes watching the others face for any reaction. "How do you feel?" A simple question with an endless number of responses.
Darius slowly pulled his hand out from underneath Virgil's, swallowing heavily as he continued to keep his eyes looking downward. "I..I...I feel rather cold. I may have to go and fetch some..proper clothes." Darius admitted, he was being truthful, he was expressing what he was feeling, even if it was completely unrelated. Twisting his hands nervously behind his back, he didn't wish to show his Master the wildly burning colour his eyes had become.
Swallowing thickly, the poor demon continued to look off to the side, anywhere but at Virgil. "M-Maybe I should make some proper cake to go with the tea?" He mused shortly afterward, hoping the topic of sweets could steer Virgil away from the topic at hand.
Swallowing thickly, the poor demon continued to look off to the side, anywhere but at Virgil. "M-Maybe I should make some proper cake to go with the tea?" He mused shortly afterward, hoping the topic of sweets could steer Virgil away from the topic at hand.
Gamble sighed quietly and shook his head, looking down at his tea. He wouldn’t be deterred from this subject, the very fact that Darius seemed so against discussing it worried Gamble greatly and so he spoke in a quiet yet firm tone as he picked up his tea. "You can help yourself to some clothes, anything you find you're more than welcome to wear... But then come back, alright?" He then smiled, taking a sip of tea before adding.
"And no thank you, regarding the cakes, though they are lovely." He tilted his head to look closely at Darius. "Go and get some nice clothes, maybe have a shower if that will make you feel better, ok?" His concern would show in his features as he finished his words, continuing to watch the demon.
"And no thank you, regarding the cakes, though they are lovely." He tilted his head to look closely at Darius. "Go and get some nice clothes, maybe have a shower if that will make you feel better, ok?" His concern would show in his features as he finished his words, continuing to watch the demon.
Darius slowly nodded, "A...Alright." Was all he could really murmur, slowly moving to shift off away from the sets of chairs, brushing his hands through hsi hair to keep it away from his face. He knew that as soon as he was done in the shower, he'd be accosted again...Darius didn't want that...he didn't want to talk about it at all.
"I'll just...um...nip back to the manor..to..um.....fetch some of my own clothes." Darius announced, before he could hear any sign of protest from his Master, the flurry of dark feathers let it be known that he was gone. At his room at the mansion, Darius paced the floor wildly, steps hurried and quick as he felt like he was wearing a hole within the soft carpet.
"I'll just...um...nip back to the manor..to..um.....fetch some of my own clothes." Darius announced, before he could hear any sign of protest from his Master, the flurry of dark feathers let it be known that he was gone. At his room at the mansion, Darius paced the floor wildly, steps hurried and quick as he felt like he was wearing a hole within the soft carpet.
Gamble nodded simply as he sipped at his tea again, being unfortunately mid-sip as Darius decided that he would leave, and as such, even if there was a brief moment in which he could have protested, his mouth would be too filled with tea to do anything but splutter... Which is what he did. Once the tea had been swallowed however, and Gamble was left alone he blinked slowly at the spot where the demon had been moments before.
"... Darius..." He mumbled quietly, features and tone showing sadness as self-loathing as he stood and gathered the several feathers that had fluttered to the floor, staring down at the for a few moments before he sighed heavily and move to put them into the wooden box. "I'll have quite the collection... Amount of times I make him vanish..." He mused sadly as he closed the box with a small snap, moving glumly back to the table where he would continue to sit his tea in silence.
"... Darius..." He mumbled quietly, features and tone showing sadness as self-loathing as he stood and gathered the several feathers that had fluttered to the floor, staring down at the for a few moments before he sighed heavily and move to put them into the wooden box. "I'll have quite the collection... Amount of times I make him vanish..." He mused sadly as he closed the box with a small snap, moving glumly back to the table where he would continue to sit his tea in silence.
Darius let out a long breath, he had to calm himself down and think clearly. Moving toward a small chest of draws, he picked out one of his identical white shirts,and a jacket from the wardrobe. The demon saw some kind of collective calm when he wore his butlerish clothes, it made him feel like he really could contain himself..and face the world head on. "If I don't go back...Master Ga- Virgil will be rather upset..or angry...oh dear what if he's angry?" Darius told himself, slowly fumbling to try and find his pocketwatch.
"I do not wish to be flogged...or...what is it they do this day and age?" Darius paused to think, frowning. "Well...I do not wish to be severely punished do I...?" Darius made a point to re-appear within Virgil's bathroom, as quietly as he was able, he shut and locked the door before undressing, and stepping into the shower.
"I do not wish to be flogged...or...what is it they do this day and age?" Darius paused to think, frowning. "Well...I do not wish to be severely punished do I...?" Darius made a point to re-appear within Virgil's bathroom, as quietly as he was able, he shut and locked the door before undressing, and stepping into the shower.
Gamble sighed heavily as he failed to hear the demon's appearance, and continued to believe he was alone. He remained seated for several moments, continuing to sip his rather wonderful tea before he suddenly stood and shook his head. "Ergh... Stupid, stupid stupid!" He chanted, beginning to pace up and down the length of the living room.
"Need to... Do something... Make up... Hmm..." He mused, pausing in order to cross his arms over his chest and look upward slightly. "Darius; I'm sorry for being so silly and touching-" He shook his head.
"Darius; I really think we should talk about it-" Again, he shook his head, resuming his pacing.
"How about we sit down and-" he flung his arms up into the air and flopped down onto the sofa with another heavy sigh. "Why am I so hopeless...?" He groaned, shuffling about so that he was laid upon the sofa, legs crossed at the ankles, arms folded above his head, covering his face.
"Need to... Do something... Make up... Hmm..." He mused, pausing in order to cross his arms over his chest and look upward slightly. "Darius; I'm sorry for being so silly and touching-" He shook his head.
"Darius; I really think we should talk about it-" Again, he shook his head, resuming his pacing.
"How about we sit down and-" he flung his arms up into the air and flopped down onto the sofa with another heavy sigh. "Why am I so hopeless...?" He groaned, shuffling about so that he was laid upon the sofa, legs crossed at the ankles, arms folded above his head, covering his face.
Darius let out a loud yelp as he was barely able to grab a towel to hide his decency as his body was ripped from the shower, appearing a few inches off the ground behind the sofa where Gamble lay, falling onto the carpet on his back, towel covering over his decency as he gave a slight grumble. "M...Master Virgil...you...spoke of my name.......didn't you?" He questioned in a slightly pained voice, a very gentle wince falling over his face.
Trying to sit himself upward, one hand gently holding the back of his head, as his back gave a slight cracking sound as he sat himself upward.
Trying to sit himself upward, one hand gently holding the back of his head, as his back gave a slight cracking sound as he sat himself upward.
Gamble remained in the same position, which was certainly a good thing considering the circumstances, and the only initial sign that he realized the demon was there was a slightly shuffling of his body on the sofa. He was silent for a few moments before eventually he spoke in a subdued tone. "Sorry... I keep forgetting... Your name... I'm sorry..." He closed his eyes beneath his arms. "You can go back to whatever you were doing... Don't stay because of me." 'I want you to stay because you want to.' He added gloomily in his mind before he rolled over slightly, back facing the demon.
"I'm sorry." He repeated, sighing heavily afterwards. "... But I would... Like a talk... When you're ready." He nodded slowly, brining his legs up to his chest, now being in something of a ball atop the couch.
"I'm sorry." He repeated, sighing heavily afterwards. "... But I would... Like a talk... When you're ready." He nodded slowly, brining his legs up to his chest, now being in something of a ball atop the couch.
Darius sighed slightly, trying to sit himself upward to stand as a hand continued to rub at his lower back, other hand tying the towel about his waist tightly. "It's fine Master Virgil...I...I just thought you...ah...never mind I'll return back when I'm through." Darius murmured, turning to make his way toward the bathroom once again, itching slightly to get back into his suit, having been taken out of it for far too long.
He paused a second, with his hand upon the handle of the door, in case Gamble was so desperate to speak with him that it couldn't wait till after his shower. However the vibes that saturated his aura didn't seem to be anger, but something else...something that meant that Darius had said or done something wrong to do with the events previously.
He paused a second, with his hand upon the handle of the door, in case Gamble was so desperate to speak with him that it couldn't wait till after his shower. However the vibes that saturated his aura didn't seem to be anger, but something else...something that meant that Darius had said or done something wrong to do with the events previously.
Gamble squeezed his eyes shut and merely nodded, muttering a quiet. "Alright then." In response. He would then wait until he heard the door open and close, signalling the demon's exit before he shifted himself off the sofa and made his way to the table, pouring himself another cup of tea.
"Oh, Gamble... What on Earth are you doing?" He mused quietly to himself, shaking his head as he sipped at the delicious tea, a soft smile unconsciously coming to his lips as he looked down at the tea set that fitted him so well. He ran a thumb over one of the painted apples, chuckling quietly before he sat att he table, content to wait until Darius returned.
"Oh, Gamble... What on Earth are you doing?" He mused quietly to himself, shaking his head as he sipped at the delicious tea, a soft smile unconsciously coming to his lips as he looked down at the tea set that fitted him so well. He ran a thumb over one of the painted apples, chuckling quietly before he sat att he table, content to wait until Darius returned.