][I'm not going to be able to post tonight. I'll try to get to it first thing in the morning though. <3][

Originally Posted by Kry

][I'm not going to be able to post tonight. I'll try to get to it first thing in the morning though. <3][

((No!! So mean!!! *Pouts*))

Loki had blinked, looking down at Fern just slightly startled when she had kissed him. But he smiled, amused at her antics and held her just a bit closer. His ears twitching as he looked to the vampire. "I'm too depressed to be hostile towards you. Don't get used to it." But Loki had said it with a smile, and had even chuckled a bit when Rida stuck his tongue out in response to his teasing. "Silly kitty. You'll catch flies that way." Loki watched the vampire and neko for a moment, mostly he watched the vampire. Really though was the neko safe with the vampire? Loki didn't fully trust the blood sucker, but the man had somewhat helped him save Vex. "...Regan...As a guest of the Red Rose Inn, if you feel the need for blood, ask your victim first and do not kill them. If there are no willing patrons then come to Luce or....me...Preferably you should come to me, Luce's blood is..well...it does weird things to vampires sometimes.." Loki was hesitant to say that, and part of it sounded as if he were reciting it from a book, though he had no book in his hands, only Fern. That last part sounded as if he hadn't wanted to say it at all, but he did feel that the vampire should know. They had reached the door, and Loki pulled it open and held it for the vampire and neko go first.


Luce lowered his head just a bit to kiss the top of Sikura's head. A very gentle kiss, feather light contact. "Yes. Only you will know when you are ready, and I will respect any and all decisions make about such things." He smiled to the others as he and Sikura approached them. Aine was there, but where was Rida? Those eyes flickered around for only a moment, for once the Inn had not informed him of everything it would seem. Luce had no doubt the neko was safe though. "Miss Priscilla, Lady Aine." Luce had nodded his head in greeting to both of them as his arm slipped from around Sikura's waist and he took her hand gently as she sat down. Luce would then slip into the seat next to Sikura. "Sikura, this is Aine, and Prisicilla you have already met."

((Weird things? Regan might be tempted to take a taste out of curiosity. lol))

A surprised expression had crossed Regan's face at the way Loki was now treating him. All the hostility seemed to have disappeared between them, to be replaced by playful banter. This wasn't the type of thing the vampire was used to. Everyone in his clan was too afraid to loose the people they considered friends to have any close ties with anyone. And now here he was, making friends and maybe falling in love. With a smile on his face, the vampire chuckled lightly. "I don't want a repeat of what happened earlier, I assure you! As for asking you for blood.. . That would be strange to say the least but considering what you've said I'll keep it in mind." Though in reality his curiosity was rather picked.

What would happen if he tasted Luce's blood? Perhaps he would find out ... And hopefully nothing horrific would occur, though Regan rather doubted it. Stepping inside with a polite nod for Loki and Fern, he was careful of Rida. Leading the neko inside, the vampire couldn't help but try and find a little more out about Luce. Smelling and testing the air with his senses, Regan frowned slightly then sighed. The people in the Inn were so very interesting, perhaps he would stay a little while longer to get to know them better and make sure that Vex recovered well.

Giving the two a welcome smile, Priscilla handed them each a teacup. Standing herself, she poured them some of the warm liquid gracefully. The golden eyed woman then regarded the plates of fruits and chips with a frown, before placing one of each in front of Luce and Sikura. Seating herself once more, Priscilla tried to decide whether or not to be relieved or offended that Luce hadn't paid anymore attention to her then necessary.

Deciding once and for all that she wanted nothing to do with the man in a romantic way, after going over the pros and cons in her mind, the young woman nodded slightly to herself. "So, Sikura why are you here? I was running from Regan, the vampire, but that's all been figured out now." Munching on an apple slice, the brunette tried to seem as relaxed and carefree as possible. That was pretty much the reality actually.

Her eyes closed as he kissed the top of her head and blushed as she looked at him. Sikura smiled and nodded as he spoke of her being ready. The woman blushed as they approached the two others sitting at the table. She looked at the two women and bowed her head to them. "Nice to meet you, Aine." As she sat down, her hand slipped into his as she smiled at him. Her eyes filled with sadness as Priscilla asked why she was here at the inn. "Um...I am also running from someone." Sikura tried to cover the bruises on her wrists. Sikura took a bit of apple as she added honey and lemon to her tea.

*Reorik would stick to the shadows behind the suspicious figure, a sense of caution would be felt on Luce's side of the bond. Cutting through an alley, and leaping over a neighbour's hedge bushes, he would find himself staring at the large pond behind the Inn. The figure stood staring into the water, trying to keep a low profile as he puffed on his cigarette.

Reorik kept watch, keeping himself to a dark backround to help concel himself. The backround happened to be a shorter set of bushes which he ducked behind promptly.
Coughing harchly, the hired thug tossed the cigarette into the water. He would stare at his watch, the order was to begin the fire as soon as midnight hit. After that, he would be able to eat like a king for the next couple of months. He would smirk wickedly, counting down silently.

Victor sighed, boredom begining to take over as the suspence left with the show. Not to mention he was also becoming quite peckish. Fern's blood would make the perfect snack, and a great start to him utterly breaking her. The vampire would pull out a cigar, using a match to light it, he would puff on it till the time came to retrieve his property.

Fern had become exhausted from the recent events, nuzzling her head into his chest, her brown eyes would close. Sleep took over instantly, no bad dreams would haunt her this time, only the sensation of damp coldness. her form would become more ragdoll, her feet swinging freely. *

Rida smiled, slowly withdrawing from hiding behind the vampire. "Rather interesting name. What about you Mr. Wolfy?" Rida asked, navy eyes brightening now that he felt there was nothing to be afraid of. Listening to the others contentedly, he frowned when the wolf spoke about Luce's blood being weird. Was it because Luce was a demon? "Why is Luce's blood weird? And why is it purple? Or smell like lilac and honey? Let alone taste that way?" The neko let the curiousity bubble past his lips without thought, though he blushed again, realizing he'd spoken so quickly and in one breath. It was so unlike him.

Grinning up at the vampire, he let Regan escort him inside, his eyes looking through the front of the inn. Flushing pink as he spotted Luce at a table with the other girl and two others, he frowned lightly at the strange emotion in his chest, but shook his head and pushed it away. "You seem different from other vampires. Why?" He wondered aloud, though looked away, murmuring an apology incase he was rude.




"Yes, they are a rather interesting combination. But still rather beautiful." She agreed, fuchsia eyes glittering in forlorn happiness. It was a feeling that quickly disappeared when Luce and Sikura came over and sat down. "Luce. Lady Sikura, the pleasure is all mine." She murmured, smiling warmly while she let her hand glow the same color as her eyes, the tiny seed between her thumb and forefinger suddenly growing into a thornless stem, up to were a slightly open bud unfurled, the base a lovely soft pink color while the edges were a pale golden yellow. It was a personal creation, and slowly guiding the stem to curl in a circle, then around itself, she held it out to the shy female. "Here. For you, pretty princess. Once you slip it around your wrist it'll resize to fit. It's also got an everlasting charm on it, so the rose will never wither away." Aine commented, hoping the girl would like it. Sensing something different, she turned to look behind her, noticing the angry male from earlier walking back in in a happier mood with Rida on his arm.

The vampire was grateful for the fact that things had been settled between himself and Priscilla. Now he could stay in the Inn and figure out everything about the other occupants. The man hadn't been so interested in others for quite some time. "All your questions make me want to taste his blood myself," said Regan with a chuckle as he looked down at the neko. Rida was sweet, and very shy, that much was obvious. He didn't have quite enough bite for Regan's taste.

Moving with grace towards the table, the vampire tilted his head. "Before tonight I was exactly like other vampires, bloodthirsty and with a heart only for myself. Coming here to the Inn and meeting it's occupants has changed me, though my time here has been short." There were few of his kind who hadn't become bitter after their years of being feared and reviled. That had been the case with Regan himself, before he tumbled into the Red Rose Inn during his search.

A feeling of slight jealousy flitted trough Priscilla's heart as she watched how people flocked around Sikura. The young woman didn't pick up on the other's distress, simply because of the fact that sometimes being observant wasn't her strong point. As Aine turned, Priscilla did the same. At first, her eyes remained locked on Regan with a trace of fear. Then they moved a little lower to catch sight of the young man on his arm. He was simply too adorable for words! "Ah ... Please excuse me," said the golden eyed woman as she stood.

Walking towards the others, she tried not to seem too excited. Stopping her progress in front of Regan and the cat eared boy, she smiled and extended one hand gracefully. "My name is Priscilla, and I must tell you... I think you're adorable, though I suppose you get that often enough." She smiled slightly at Regan so as not to leave him out, though most of her attention was on the neko. In truth she was a little surprised at her own behavior, which had already happened quite a lot that night.

Loki held Fern a bit tighter but still gently as she fell asleep against him. Now Rida and Regan were questioning about Luce's blood. Loki should have expected it. "My name is Loki. Calling me Mr. Wolfy makes me feel old." He smiled playfully at the neko and then looked to the vampire. "If you asked Luce, I'm sure he wouldn't turn you down. I have no idea why Luce's blood is the color of violet or why it smells like lilacs and honey. He probably inherited that from his mother, as well as his lustful nature, Luce's mother was a succubus, and..well..no one knows exactly who or what Luce's father is." Well, Loki knew who Luce's father was, and there had been a slight, subtle change in his voice when he spoke that last bit. No doubt the vampire would notice it. Loki shrugged slightly.

"Luce is a demon Lord of Lust and Shadows. His blood, when ingested by a vampire or demon can alot of times cause that creature to become addicted, sometimes even humans can get addicted to it. It can also make you feel very..uh..lusty towards Luce and well anything that moves in general." Loki frowned for half a second, then smiled when Priscilla approached them. Or rather, when she approached Rida. The wolf chuckled and reached out to gently tug Regan's sleeve. "C'mon, let them talk at each other and I'll tell you about the Inn's magic." Loki glanced at Luce and flashed him a brilliant smile, the demon's tail wagged just slightly. Already the Inn's magic was working to dry him and Fern, in moments both of them would be completely dry.


Luce was pleased that the females were getting along with each other. It was good to have many friends, he wasn't sure about Aine and Priscilla but he did think that Sikura needed a few female friends. Luce had given Priscilla a soft 'thank you' when she had poured the tea and placed the plates of snacks infront of him and Sikura. His smile widening a bit when Aine gave Sikura a lovely rose. Yes, it pleased Luce greatly when people got along. Though he was very slightly distracted, what was happening with Reorik, he had gotten this sense of caution, but otherwise felt that Reorik was fine. He believed in Reorik though and trusted him. Everything would be alright. When Priscilla excused herself, Luce nodded slightly, watching her go towards Rida. He was sure that Rida and Priscilla would get along fine, at least he hoped they would.

When Luce turned his eyes to Loki, he didn't seem angry or annoyed at the wolf at all. Loki was getting along with the vampire, though they seemed to be talking about Luce's blood. He had expected that, one of them probably would have had to tell the vampire eventually. He returned Loki's brilliant smile with a smile of his own and a slight nod. Mostly Luce was just glad the wolf wasn't causing trouble, and he was sure the vampire would behave. His attention shifted again, moving to Sikura and Aine. He would let the girl's talk, at the moment he really couldn't think of anything to say. So he reached out and picked up his tea and took a delicate sip.

The tales there were about the host of the Inn, they were quite fascinating. Shifting slightly on his feet, Regan listened with great interest to everything the wolf had to say. Something about the way Loki spoke about Luce's father made the vampire raise an eyebrow. It was as if the whole truth wasn't being said, or rather the truth was being concealed. Regan decided not to mention such things, especially not without the permission of the one they discussed. "I had no idea Luce was such an interesting fellow," stated Regan unashamedly. Perhaps he would taste his blood... Possible addiction aside, the pros outweighed the cons.

As Priscilla approached Regan grew silent and still. He expected her to come raging at him about something, but instead she had veered aside to speak with Rida. Though it surprised the vampire, he gladly let go of the neko as Loki tugged his sleeve. "That would be wonderful, I'm wondering so many things about this place. Please satisfy my curiosity Loki." So maybe he was flirting with everyone, a well it was force of habit. Regan found everyone so fascinating that it was difficult not to do so, and there was also the fact that he was still feeling peckish especially after all this talk of blood.

Her eyes went from her tea to the lovely rose that Aine had made for her. Sikura blushed and her eyes widened as the pink and yellow creation was offered to her by Aine. "It's amazing. Thank you so much Aine. I'm not a princess though...." She said softly as she cupped her hands waiting for the precious gift to be bestowed upon her. "I will treasure it." The young woman said as she looked up at Aine and smiled brightly.

Sikura focused on the precious flower as Priscilla walked over to the neko boy she had yet to meet. The wolf was someone she was afraid to meet since the incident in the violet-eyed woman's bedroom. She was a bit nervous of the vampire since he had already bitten one woman. But right now she focused on the company she was with and looked forward to meeting everyone eventually.

Loki shifted Fern just slightly in his arms, getting a better grip on the sleeping girl. "Follow me then." Loki moved across the Inn, heading towards the stairs, then up them. Down the hall he paused in front of the door to Fern's room, it opened for him of course, without a touch. For a brief moment he wondered if he should leave her alone. Surely she would be alright, surely she would sleep through the night. He glanced to the vampire. "Wait here a moment." Then he slipped into Fern's room. With one hand he pulled the blankets back before gently laying in the bed. Softly he pulled the blankets up to her chin and dropped a light kiss on her forehead. In moments Loki was exiting her room, pulling the door closed softly behind him.

He bit his bottom lip and looked toward Vex's door. His ears drooped considerably as he stood there looking. He really wanted to talk to Vex, but maybe she needed some time alone. Let her sleep and maybe she would be feeling better in the morning, and they could talk then? Loki shook his head. "We'll talk in my room." He glanced at Regan and led the vampire all the way to the end of the hall. Pointing out Luce and Priscilla's rooms before opening the door to his own to allow the vampire in. Loki's room was probably the least furnished in the entire Inn. It was just the way he liked it. A comfortable bed with soft blankets, a single floor lamp in one corner. A large window against the wall opposite the door and a table with two chairs almost in a corner. There wasn't even a closet or any dressers for extra clothes. There was a small bathroom though, as all the rooms had bathrooms, though Loki's seemed rather small. It suited the wolf besides, what use did he really need for such things, he was almost never here.

Silently Regan followed Loki trough the Inn. It was strangely quiet once they left the others downstairs, or at least it seemed that way to the vampire. As the wolf demon paused to deposit his charge, Regan took the time to examine his surroundings more carefully. The Red Rose Inn really was a rather nice building, with a comforting aura though Regan knew it could become altogether different if any of the guests were put in danger. That was an experience the redhead would rather not have to relieve at any time.

Pushing the thoughts away, his blue eyes took in the way the wolf acted while looking at Vex's door. He could sympathize with the man, since he too worried about her with an added weight of guilt. It was with relief that Regan followed Loki to his room and stepped inside the sparsely furnished place, while taking silent note of the information he'd been given. "Before we speak about the Inn ... I must admit that all my questions about blood have brought the need for it up again." The vampire shook his head with a wry chuckle as he went to sit in one of the chairs by the table. "By now I should know not to go more then a week without blood, it's always so hard to sate the hunger after."

Loki closed the door behind him once he had stepped in after Regan. He glanced around the room, as if to re-familiarize himself with it. How long had it been since he'd set foot in there? Loki wasn't sure. Too long apparently. He scratched the back of his head and moved towards the table. He regarded Regan with a thoughtful look for a moment and then shrugged. "Like I said earlier. You only need to ask for it." He moved towards the table and unoccupied chair, going past it to place his hand on the wall near where the table and chairs sat. The inn pulsed and hummed around him like always, but he could feel it more when he placed his hand on the wall. "I offer my blood freely, if you feel you need it." Though Loki didn't sound too enthusiastic about such a thing, he let his hand drop from the wall and moved to the unoccupied chair. Sitting down in it, he leaned forward crossing his arms on the table and lowering his head so his chin rested on his crossed arms. "Anything in particular you wanna know about this place?"


Luce gently set his tea cup down, leaning forward slightly and very softly he took the flower bracelet that Aine had made into his own hands. His fingers so gentle and light as he touched the lovely object. Then he took one of Sikura's hands, his touch soft and gentle as he slipped the looped fine over her hand and onto her wrist. He inhaled a bit deeply, as if taking in the scent of the rose. "Perhaps you are not a real princess, but every lady should be made to feel as if they a princess as often as possible." He smiled to her and to Aine.

Sikura looked at Luce as he took the flower from Aine and blushed as he took her hand. Her eyes went his hand as he slid the rose bracelet over her hand and onto her wrist. She blushed deeper as he smelled the scent of the rose. As he spoke, Sikura looked at him with sparkling eyes as she nodded and smiled. "I believe you're right again, Luce." The young woman said as she continued to blush as he held her soft hand.

((Will edit when Amani posts.))

Watching in silent fascination, Regan tried not to let his wonder show too much. There were so many things to know about the place... Where it got it's power, it's sentience and the endless amount of sustenance, for those who needed something other then blood. "How is it that the Inn has a mind of it's own?" It was hard for Regan to concentrate now that he knew he could have what he needed without struggle. No matter that it came from someone who'd shown him such hostility earlier.

Standing with a small sigh he moved to Loki's side. Placing a questioning hand on the man's shoulder, the redhead raised an eyebrow. Smiling a little, he bent down to breathe on the wolf demon's neck. "I'm sorry, I can't seem to concentrate on anything at the moment."

"Old magick, magick that was around at the beginning of this world. Coupled with the soul of a very powerful sorceress, and a psion crystal hidden somewhere beneath the foundation..." Loki watched Regan stand and move towards him, he sat still as the vampire put a hand on his shoulder and leaned down to breath on his neck. Honestly Loki expected him to bite right then and there, but the man hadn't. The wolf wasn't really all that happy about sharing his blood, but that did not mean he would take his offer off the table. Loki's ears twitched just a bit. "What you waiting for then? Go on. Bite me." That head tilted to the side just a bit, exposing that tender neck flesh to Regan. "Take too much, and I'll bite you back." Loki was serious.

Listening to Loki's words with half an ear, the vampire smirked when he heard his last comment. "Maybe I'd like you to bite back," murmured Regan before nipping lightly at the wolf's neck. His hands moved to cage Loki in his seat, while he moved closer still. Regan was taking shameless advantage of the situation to assuage his curiosity. Lifting one hand he gripped Loki's hair and gently tilted his head even more, it was only then that he let his teeth sink into the wolf's neck. A small sound of pleasure left Regan as he felt warm liquid filing his mouth, it tasted so sweet and delicious. Not at all what he had expected from the wolf demon

((I'm betting if I had a mirror I'd be seeing myself blush right now.))

Loki had growled softly when Regan said that, though it was not a threatening growl, it was almost playful. Those ears twitched a bit when his neck was nipped at, his body tensing only slightly as Regan trapped him in his seat. Loki closed his eyes, letting out a soft gasp when his head was gently tilted more and those fangs pierced his flesh. Once the fangs were in, Loki's body relaxed and a very soft noise left his throat, it was a slight noise. One that sounded like a mix of pain and enjoyment. His eyes remained closed, and his fluffy wolf tail had started to wag just the slightest bit. The wolf had no idea what his own blood tasted like, he'd never drank it before, and he had never asked the only vampire, until now, that had taken his blood. Of course, that was something Loki wasn't quick to talk about, and he would swear up and down that he couldn't stand the bite of a vampire, even though such a thing wasn't quite true. His lips were parted slightly, but other than that soft noise, Loki didn't make a sound.

He wanted more... As if of their own volition the vampires hands moved to caress and tease tugging at clothing with gentle insistence. One moved to tug at one of Loki's ears in a playful manner as Regan pulled out his teeth slowly. Deliberately he licked up the blood which pooled around the wounds he'd created. Pulling the chair back from the table the vampire moved to stand in front of the other man. Leaning forward, Regan smiled before straddling him.

Loki's eyes opened when Regan's hands moved to caress and tease. Though they slipped down becoming half lidded soon, the wolf shifted very slightly in his seat when one of his ears was tugged and that ear twitched just slightly from the touch and tugging. Then the vampire was pulling away slightly and Loki shivered when Regan's tongue flicked across his flesh, licking at that blood. A very soft whine left Loki's throat, and it was hard to tell what kind of whine it was. Certainly not one of pain though. Those eyes opened again, this time when the vampire pulled the chair back, when Regan straddled him, one of Loki's hands almost instinctively went to the other man's hips. "Do you always get intimate with your food?" There was a slight grin on Loki's lips. The wolf told himself he wouldn't let things get too intimate. Probably. Maybe.

Grinning himself, the vampire leaned forward to and wrapped his arms around Loki's shoulders. Before saying anything he nipped at the spot he'd bitten earlier, teasing lightly, while fully aware of the hand at his hip. "Only when I know they can handle it," stated Regan quite simply as he pulled back. His blue eyes held something quite akin to challenge as he moved his hands to remove the wolf's jacket. The movement's Regan used were slow and deliberate, as if daring Loki to stop him. Though he spoke that way, it was only rarely he ever proceeded in such a fashion. Regan didn't know what it was about the wolf ,but he did relish every reaction he managed to steal away from him.

He shivered slightly when Regan nipped at the spot he'd bitten just a while ago. Loki licked his lips, still grinning. He arched an eyebrow at the vampire. "But, can you handle me, pup?" There was something in Loki's eyes, something that almost said, 'challenge accepted'. Loki didn't often walk away from a challenge, Loki's hands moved from Regan's hips to catch the vampire's wrists. Regan was moving slow, but Loki moved quickly. He gripped the vampire's wrists tightly and pushed the man backwards, at the same time the wolf stood. Pushing the vampire not only with his hands but with his body as well, and Loki pushed hard, until he had the vampire practically laying on his back on the table. A soft growl in Loki's throat as he pinned Regan's wrists by his head on the table. Loki dipped his head, letting his tiny sharp teeth lightly brush against Regan's neck before his tongue poked out to lick at the flesh there.

For a few seconds a smug expression had crossed Regan's face upon hearing the wolf's words. It disappeared quickly enough as a small gasp of surprise left him. The vampire was too shocked by Loki's actions to even think of struggling. A shiver ran trough Regan's whole being as he felt Loki's teeth graze against his neck, to be followed by a small pleased sound soon after. By now the vampire's eyes were half closed as he searched for Loki's neck, his lips, as he followed the scent of fresh blood. At the same time Regan tried to free his hands by shifting his body this way and that, though he wasn't quite sure if he really did want to escape.

Loki licked at that neck once more before placing a small kiss there, then another. Soon those kisses trailed to Regan's jawbone, his cheek and then Loki's lips found the vampire's lips. Loki's kiss wasn't very gentle. It was hard and rough, and without warning or permission he thrust his tongue into the vampire's mouth. Roughly invading that moist cavern, at the same time, Loki pressed his body hard against the vampires. Pushing against him and moving his hips a bit. As suddenly as Loki had dominated the vampire, he was just as suddenly letting go and pulling back. The wolf panted just slightly, as he licked his lips and took a few steps back, very nearly tripping over the chair behind him. He didn't trip though, he just fell into the seat. "Sorry, pup. When I mate, I mate for life. It's a wolf thing, I'm not sure you would understand it." He licked his lips again, as if savoring the taste there. Loki had really enjoyed that though, was so tempted to continue. It had been so long since Loki had been with either man or woman. He shifted slightly in his chair.