"Your little female friend is far to serious in a room ment for fun" he shrugs, gently moving his fingers from the draw. "She has a lot to learn about this little dance that we seem to do" he smiled, moving over to plop down on the couch. He messed with the knife, humming lightly as he poked the end of his slender finger with it drawing a bit of blood.

She's learning. *Vlad didn't bother denying that Artemis was his friend - in all actuality, she WAS more of an ally than an enemy*

*staring at the blood on Discord's finger, he sighs* There you go again. Always bleeding when I'm around. *with a scowl, Vlad takes a pull from the mark, leaning against the couch*

"That could be taken very wrong little kitty" he chuckles, looking up at him for a moment. "Blood is an interesting thing" he shrugs, leaning back a but more against the arm of the couch.

Indeed, it is. *raises an eyebrow* I don't see how that could be taken wrong. *granted, he's been away from society and such topics for over 15 years....*

*continues to take the occasional draw of energy from Discord's blood* I'm not a feline, Discord. *numbs Discord's hand with cold*

"You will always be my little kitty" he chuckles, "it is official~." His energy rises, warming his hand easily, before cutting it off from the other.

*scowls as the energy is cut off completely, and smacks the back of Discord's head gently*

He chuckles a bit, looking up at him. He tosses the knife up, so it sticks into the ceiling before streatching. "Is Vlad in the mood to play, or is his girlfriend going to step in to defend him again?" he teases.

I'm willing to play as long as the teams aren't unevenly distributed. *glancing at the blade, Vlad smiles slightly* We should at least attempt to keep it civil while an agent is in the room. *with an exasperated sigh, he smacks the back of Discord's head again* She isn't my girlfriend, boy.

He ducks under his hand, slipping off the couch. "Don't like when the odds are stacked against you?" he smiles, holding out his hand as the blade slips from the cieling he catches it. "Civil hmm?" he twirls it for a moment, before placing it once more in his boot, "verywell, civil it is...for now."

*Vlad frowned and went to hit the back or his head again when Discord moved* *with a grim smile, he eyed the blade as it was sheathed* we wouldn't want to worry the agents. *with that, Vlad moved around the couch and went to grab at Discord's collar*

But civil isn't fun.

He looks at the other, "my my, can't make up our mind now can we?" He chuckled lightly, looking at him unafraid. "To be or not to be....civil that is" he said slightly mockingly.

Discord and chaos tend to be some of our highlights. *he grasps the male's collar, intending on shoving him from his feet - after, of course, taking a draw of energy from Discord's entire arm* *shoving Discord back, Vlad seems more than ready to have one of their playful bouts* *hopefully this one would just end in tumbling around instead of threatening sensitive areas with blades, but whatever*

//seeing that his fun is over, he picks himself up and moves over to flatten out the carpet he had rolled in before plopping down onto it to resume staring at the ceiling

It's all boring again...

He kept his balance as he was pushed back, glancing over at Cias for a moment. "You could always have more fun, life isn't over" he chuckles. He then moved around Vlad a bit in a circle, his eyes on him. "Playful now as well hmm? " his own energy pulled on Vlads a bit, in a slightly alluring and tempting way.

Restless. *Vlad made the correction, and then he struck, giving one of Discord's shoulders a shove that would have knocked a lesser being flat on their back*

*he hissed at the pull from Discord's energy, his usual glare returning* *of course, Discord's leg went numb with cold in an attempt to make it difficult for him to get away so easily*

*Through it all, it didn't seem as ... intense. They were genuinely "playing." This was no real fight, despite the way they struck at one another*

//rolls onto his stomach to observe the two

Hmm. //begins typing on a virtual keyboard, taking notes// I suppose, it was quite fun teasing Vlad~ Maybe some other jokes would be fun.

He chuckled, the other's physical attempts at making him lose his balance were amusing. His eyes on him, he raised an eyebrow.

Fun teasing me? You should find someone else to taunt in your free time. *Vlad snagged Discord's collar and lifted him a few inches off the ground*

Stop squirming, boy.

I suppose it would be better for my health if I did //shrugs// but they don't have the same reactions as you~

*prepares to throw Discord to the ground at his feet to knock the breath from him* And my reactions are interesting to you. Most amusing. I should try ignoring the two of you more often. It might curb your interests.

You could try. But you don't really understand how my mind...nor his for that matter //jerks his head in Discord's direction// works. So it just might motivate us to try harder. Doesn't that sound like good fun? //slow grin//

Sounds like good fun. *he shoots a glare at Cias before tightening his grip on Discord's collar and hefting him a bit higher in preparation of throwing him down*

*curls up and falls asleep on a bean bag chair, starts to dream of her own bakery-cafe* "...No, no, no! The powdered sugar goes on after the ganache...The chocolate you're pouring...Don't make me get my boyfriend...zzz

He slips the blade from his boot with ease, making a shallow and swift cut on the other's arm to get him to let go. He moves back out of his reach. "I have to agree with him on this" he says, meaning Cias, "ignoring us would only make it more of a challenge...more fun when you finally crack."

*the sting would have been ignored, if not for where it was. The tendon weakened momentarily before Vlad pulled energy from Discord, healing himself swiftly* I'm sure it would. I'll try to keep that in mind if I should ever try to turn a blind eye to your inane behaviors.

*frowns at how easily Discord slips out of reach, and swiftly moves as though to shove him off his feet - but moves low at the last moment, tackling him and using his weight to bear the male to the ground* *as usual, Vlad was using his size and strength - they were his greatest advantages against a smaller opponent*