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Ah. [A spark of desire rips through Akeldama, but it's schooled by the uncomfortable knowledge that he would have to share this teatime. How long has it been since he shared someone with another vampire? But he wants Max more than he would ever let on, and Jackie certainly isn't the worst vampire that Akeldama has ever come across. They're more like a rove than anything else, despite their young age, and they seem to have come to agreement so far.

Besides, Akeldama can just think of how wonderful Max's reaction will be to the pair of them. If one vampire had him almost melting, what would two do?]

That would be simply lovely, my sweet. Of course, I would be honoured to accept!

However, I must make it clear that under such circumstances, I would be a guest, but not a plaything myself. I may take suggestion, but I would not take orders. Naturally Max's welfare is at the forefront of both of our minds, and you need not worry for that, but I would not take well to instruction as to how to deal with him. [To put it mildly.]

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Of course.

[But.

And then they do the thing that so far, except for Max nobody in Ain has seen - and even Max has only witnessed it at two or three occasions.

They go still. Their grand, sometimes almost boneless movements, the constant gestures accompanying their talking, the facial expressions - but more strikingly all those inconsequential little movements, the breathing, the batting of their eyelashes, the twitching of muscles, that even the most unmoving human is constantly doing - all that falls away.

This is serious, and to underscore that they drop those well studied behaviours that make them appear human. At the same time, they drop all decorative elements of their voice, their tone unusually cool and straightforward - as are their words, suddenly.]

I will not intervene in your actions in word or deed unless they endanger the three principles on Max's part. Sane, safe, consensual. I do not expect any of those to be an issue with you, that is a large part of why I am happy to let this go forward. But I will warn you here and now that if an issue appears with any of these, I will call it off. Immediately.

I do not know what you are capable of. You don't know what I am capable of. I expects things to not come to either of us needing to learn.

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[Akeldama is interested by this sudden change of posture, but not intimidated by it. Perhaps Jackie is a little older than he initially thought, but they're still clearly not an elder. But it's also nice to see that they do take Max's safety seriously.

Akeldama has never heard safe, sane and consensual before, but all three principles seem logical to him, and he nods.]

The last thing I would ever want to do would be to hurt Max. You have my word on this. In all of my years, I have never injured a drone in any lasting way or that was not specifically requested.

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[They never expected to intimidate. Akeldama is clearly much, much older. They simply meant to convey that they're serious about this - and also: I might not be able to make your life hell, but I would sure be able to significantly inconvenience you, and I will.]

Well, even if he asks for it, he doesn't have my permission. Not that I believe he would, as he knows that I do not wish him to come to harm.

[Max might be reckless to terrible degrees, but he is fairly good at (...at least after the fact...) remembering that there are fences put up around his actions that he doesn't have to set himself.

And then they just fall back into their usual self. Nothing to see here, just a silly fashion fanatic.] So, since we all seem to be interested - I will find us a neutral place - perhaps down in the dungeons, I believe there should soon be additions that would lend themselves excellently to this use - and contact you to see if it works for you.

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Such things are hardly suitable for a genteel tea in any case. [Akeldama points out, smiling again.]

Wonderful, darling, I can hardly wait! I was unaware that the castle had dungeons, but naturally that makes sense.

Ah - and since a portion of my wardrobe has been returned to me, I can properly dress for the occasion too. Oh, darling sugar puff, you'll simply have to tell me which colours you intend on wearing so we can compliment one another. [Priorities.]

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Naturally I shall do that. I would just so darken the mood if colours and style were to clash ....say, do you have wardrobe with an Far Eastern feeling to them yourself, akin to this?

[They spread out an arm, indicating the dressing gown Akeldama gifted them.]

I might be able to procure a room of such a style.

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Sadly not, darling. That's something I found here, before the return of my belongings. [Akeldama is a little bit too early for such things, not that he knows it.]

But perhaps I could find something that would suit? I had some experience with such things when I was younger, although I'm sure fashions have changed quite considerably since. [And he never made it quite that far himself.]

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They likely have, but this is more an attempt of fitting the mood than historical re-enactment, is it not?

[They are fairly aware that in most times, people didn't wear knickers, and... no. Just. No.]

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I suppose so. I would be more inclined towards something less covering myself, but if you say you can acquire access to a room that would match, that could be quite striking indeed.

Give me a few days to scour the market, darling, and I'll come back to you so we can discuss our options together. Do you have something in mind for our little morsel as well?

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I do, I most certainly do... and I'm sure he will be happy enough to make sure that you do not feel too covered for long.

[Just saying.

...speaking of which.] Which is the part that I will not partake in. [They're asking Akeldama to tea, not supper. Max will be more of a taste than a meal, in this case, but in other regards... Jackie is very happy to leave the whole fun to the older vampire. After all that's the point of it.

They will, however, quite happily watch.]

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[Ah, so that's how it is. Akeldama is not sure how he feels about that, but it won't be the first time he's had an observer, even another vampire (though that is a much less pleasant memory).]

Ah, so that's how it is, is it, darling? Well, as I said, as long as you don't intend to direct, you're welcome to enjoy the view as much as you wish. [They're not. But in exchange for a nibble on their drone? Akeldama will have to put up with it. And he'd be lying if he didn't enjoy an audience, when his audience is another one of his drones enjoying himself in turn.]

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If I intended to direct, I would have said so already. That's not a thing you spring on people.

[There's a certain tone to those words that implies that springing things on people is like the number one cardinal sin to them when it comes to sex.]

No, I will simply be there. ...I might give myself a hand. [Probably not, though. They rarely get aroused in a way that inspires them to do something about it.]

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We find ourself in agreement on that point, I just wished to be clear.

Do you have a date in mind, or do you need to speak to Max first?

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I will speak to max first and then send a message round on the tomes.

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Sounds marvellous. Then, when you are ready, let me know, and we can co-ordinate our clothes.

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I will let you know with enough time to do so.

[Important things to prepare, after all! Wouldn't want to ruin a nice evening with terribly clashing outfits.]