14436/A Meal for a Wolf

A Meal for a Wolf
Date of Scene:	12 June 2022
Location:	Club Lux, Melville
Synopsis:	Lucifer offers Dracula some special treats to sate the Vampire Lord's appetite.
Cast of Characters:	Lucifer, Dracula

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Lucifer has posed:
It's the end of the evening, and the club is closed for the night. The dancers and staff have all gone home, but of course since Lucifer is the host and lives above, he's still there. For the moment, he's leaning against the bar sipping at some whiskey and watching a few people that have been shoved into cages. A little smirk on his lips as he waits for a particular person who would answer a call, the offering of a gift for the wolf amidst his den.

Dracula has posed:
The end of an evening is the beginning of the day for the Lord of Vampires. In the darkness of his castle lair, the beast that was once human in centuries gone by, stirs out of what passes for slumber. Something tingles and teases at his senses, and he eases himself through a languid and almost feline stretch. He hungers, and that is apparent in the bone white shade of his hair as well as the black of his eyes with that spark of crimson within them. He spends only a moment longer in consideration of the source, his tongue moving to lightly brush across one of his sharp fangs. In the next moment, Dracula has vanished from his lair, and black mist slithers into existence within Lux. The mist gathers and expands, thickening, and after only a brief moment, the vampire himself appears. He is dressed in black, from head to toe, as though there is no other colour that his wardrobe might possess.

Lucifer has posed:
"Ah, dearest Vlad... I was hoping you would answer my call..." Lucifer offers as the Vampire Lord emerges from the shadows into Lux itself. He slips from the bar and proceeds to make his way down the spiral staircase to where the cages that usually hold dancers now hold...people. "I know you normally like a hunt but... I offer you pigs for the need of slaughter. The men are nothing more than lustful vermin who tried to drug a couple of ladies tonight. And the lady here, not the victim I promise, was caught attempting to steal from me. Twice. You know I usually *love* the sin and the sinner but... these need to suffer for what they have done. To know that their vices...have prices." Another sip of whiskey taken and those in the cages bang on the bars, pleaing to be let free with empty promises of 'lessons learned' and swearings of not doing it again.

Dracula has posed:
A hint of a smile turns at the corners of his lips, and the Lord of the Vampires bows slightly towards Lucifer, the gesture a respectful one. "I would never deny you my presence when you wish it, though there might be times when I am unable to give it," he muses, a thoughtful note to his voice. If he is recovering from 'death' and his magic is without power then he would be unable to answer the call. His tongue flicks out to briefly brush his lips, and his gaze turns from the Lord of Hell to the men who are within the cages. "Well, well," he murmurs softly, a dark note to his voice. "Tasty treats, indeed. Do you wish them to be dead or do you wish them to be brought unto the brink of it?" he asks softly, his tone deep and shadowy. "Everything has a price," he says in a quieter tone, looking from one to the next of those within the cage.

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer gives a little smirk to the words offered from Dracula and then bows his head slightly. "This I understand. So I am glad you were able to answer it." Offering this much more before looking over the prizes in their cages and then he shrugs his shoulders slightly. "Honestly, I do not care. Perhaps if they have truly learned their lessons they can be spared...but the ones who would drug someone...well..." He grins. "Again, I'm all for recreational drugs of any kind... but I detest those who would drug the helpless... it's a fine line... and they dared to cross it in my domain. So, do what you wish with them. It matters very little to me...and I trust you know how to clean your messes."

Dracula has posed:
"I am grateful that you do understand. There are few who do. Few that I allow to understand me," Vlad says softly, a thoughtful note creeping to his voice. He looks over to Lucifer, studying him for a lingering moment. Considering the words that have been offered. "There will be no mess left here that will need your attention, I assure you of that," he says softly, inclining his head slightly towards Lucifer. Then he gives a small nod before dissolving into mist and slithering into the cage before he materializes again. "Boo," he says in a dark tone, his eyes glittering. He reaches out for the man nearest to him, grabs hold of the man's wrist to twist his arm around behind him before he leans in to bite the man on the neck. He doesn't try to hide what he does from the others who are caged here, and as he drinks the man's blood, there are shadows that start to gather around him.

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer smirks, but remains wordless for the moment and as Vlad explains and promises with certain words how he will handle the affair of dealing with the offering presented, Lucifer simply nods his head once. Then he watches, because he loves a good show, and this is a private affair that he simply enjoys. Watching the wicked face their judge and jury and then suffer their penance. His eyes flash with hellfire as he drinks in the fear, the angst, and the sins they are paying for. It's a delicously mutual benefit between him and Dracula - and he revels in it while it lasts and pays attention to the shadows that gather.

Dracula has posed:
Once the Lord of Vampires has drained the blood from the man before him, he makes a slight gesture with the fingers of his right hand. The body vanishes without a trace, to somewhere. His tongue flicks out, brushing lightly over his lips as he looks over the remaining captives. One of the men seems to think that attacking the vampire is a good idea, given that's what he does. Human skill is no match for vampire speed and magic, yet Vlad toys with the fellow, dodging his attacks with lazy ease at the last possible moment and with as little movement as possible. It amuses him, and there's a flicker of a smile that turns at the corners of his lips. The man's movements become more desperate, yet it doesn't seem to phase the elder vampire at all. He slips around behind the fellow, then lifts a hand to clamp his fingers at the side of the man's neck. Dracula shifts his thumb slightly to pierce his thumbnail into the man's flesh. "Your death is written. You cannot escape it. I will collect your life when I hunger," he promises. Then that man vanishes, deposited to -- somewhere. It's unlikely that he will live past the next time Vlad's hunger rises, if it could ever be considered truly sated.

Lucifer has posed:
"Ah, a good show indeed..." Lucifer quips, taking another drink from his whiskey that never seems to completely empty from the glass. Those hellfire eyes flash once more as the bodies disappear, to where even he doesn't know, but the remaining little bits of soul are his to drink in. A deep breath taken and then he stands from his seat and bows to Vlad. "You have leave, of course, to go as you wish. I need to get upstairs and take care of other business. I hope you enjoyed your presents. There will likely be times when I need your..." He grins toothily, "Special services again..."

Dracula has posed:
The Lord of the Vampires turns his attention to the woman last, and he tilts his head a touch to one side as he looks her over slowly, from head to toe and back again. "You... you shall be saved for another time, and another place. Begone from my sight," Vlad says. He gestures slightly, and the woman vanishes, banished to a part of the dungeon in his keep. No longer hungry, he easily turns to mist to slip through the bars again. He reforms once he's past the bars, and a smile tugs at the corners of his lips. "I will capture their souls for you when I kill them, so that you might keep them captive in your domain," he says, inclining his head towards Lucifer. "Next time, we will have to take the time for a longer visit. They will be enjoyed to come, as well. Thank you, Lucifer. Do feel free to call upon me, at any time you wish," he says softly. He smoothly bows to Lucifer, and though he tarries for a moment, he vanishes as well, no doubt returned to his castle keep.