[PRP] Wanderlust (Ravnos x Grendel)

[Seussi]

"If I say it, you will only deny it." The God said and then placed a lingering kiss against Ravnos's cheek before the Disciple turned around in his arms and considered his words. It might be nice to know where they were going, and he was also a little curious about how long the trip would be, but that was not such a pressing issue. He was happy to wander with Ravnos for as long as the Disciple wished. If something came up that required his presence, it was easy enough to pop away for a bit and pop back again.

"We could have our own party, just the two of us." He teased with a smirk, hands moving to rest on Ravnos's lower back. Though what the vampire said next gave the God pause, and his head cocked to the side slightly. The God, being a God, did not precisely need any nourishment, blood or otherwise, but the thought of a hunt was awfully enticing.

"I could eat." He said, voice low, as something in his eyes darkened, his mouth curling into a sharp-toothed smile.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

“Oh. Well maybe this time will be different.” He teased. Shooting the God. Wide, cheeky grin. “But if you are too shy to say such things even in private that is fine. Maybe someday.” Reaching up with one hand he brushed his thumb along Grendel’s cheekbone before the hand went back to his waist.

He needed to go speak to the Baro.

“Do you plan to stay here or come with?” He asked with a tilt of his head. The red jewel dangling from his ear swayed with the motion, catching the light from the candle light that lit up the inside of the Vardo. Ravnos expected he might stay but sometimes the God surprised him. He didn’t want to leave him by himself either though. The last time he had that turned a bit sour and was a rather touchy subject.

It was a struggle to pull away from the embrace. Now they had the time for such things but it had to be business with this Kumpania’s Baro first. Then they could play. The sharp, toothy grin stirred something in Ravnos. His beast was waking up and prowling in the background of his mind. It had slept a long time but now with the prospect of a hunt it was slowly awakening. Flexing it’s claws and gnashing it’s teeth. It was almost overwhelming but he was able to keep it together.

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[Seussi]

The God gave the Disciple a look, narrow-eyed and full of suspicion. He knew that Ravnos was only teasing him, but it somehow felt like a challenge at the same time, goading him to say the words he had held back. His grip on the vampire tightened slightly, and he leaned his face forward just a little, eyes staring deep into Ravnos's own.

"Este perfect." He said, because sometimes it was fun to throw the Disciple's language around to see what reaction he would get for doing so. And if it gave him a few brownie points, all the better.

"I can stay. I will behave." He knew, without needing to be said, that Ravnos was probably thinking about the last time he had left the God alone to his own devices. But that had been long ago, and things were quite different now. Grendel had a better understanding of what was considered the right and wrong way to conduct oneself when a guest of the Kumpania.

Ravnos could go, and he would stay inside the Vardo the entire time and wait for his return. He could hardly get into any trouble so long as he stayed away from everyone, could he?

"But hurry back this time." He said, his head tilting slightly as he released the Disciple, his arms unwinding from around him.

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[Yayoi]

Grendel could always get brownie points when he spoke Ravnos’s language. Even if his accent at times was off he was improving and picking up on words and phrases rather easily and the Disciple was impressed. When he had first started to learn common it took him a rather long and difficult time what with all the rules and riggamaroll. But his father insisted he learn if he was going to be a man of the world. He chuckled softly. “Este nu?”

The warmth of the arms around him pulled away and he felt the space between them increase. Rwvnos stepped back before he moved back towards the door. He really didn’t want to leave but he needed to know. Hopefully the Baro wouldn’t waste his time and he could hurry back as quick as he could to the waiting arms of the man he loved. Placing a hand on the door knob he stopped and turned. Green eyes warm and glowing with love as he regarded the God. “I will try my best but you know how these people are.” All they ever wanted to do was drink and chat and go on and on about things that held no interest for him. His only interest in this camp stood here in his Vardo.

Pushing the door open he stepped out into the night’s chill air. Pulling out the cigar he had taken from the box and lighting it. The Disciple taking a few drags then letting the smoke swirl from him mouth up into the night sky. Then he was off to find the Baro’s Vardo and obtain the information he seemed.

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[Seussi]

At Ravnos's reply, the God scoffed and shook his head slightly, though there was nothing but love in his gaze. He forced himself away, then, though it was the last thing he wanted to do. If he could have held Ravnos in his arms all night and whispered to him every compliment and endearment imaginable, he would have, but he knew that wasn't practical.

Not yet, at least. Ravnos had something to go and do, and Grendel was aware that he was, possibly, being a bit of a distraction.

"I am sure you will come up with a good excuse to retire early. I have every confidence in you." The smile he offered to Ravnos then was wicked, full of promise should he come back quickly as Grendel had requested. But he still knew not to expect much, and as soon as the Disciple was gone, he summoned a drink to his hand, his favoured wine with vitae, ambrosia, and now, a hint of spice that reminded him of the time they had danced a the Patshiv.

Finding himself alone and with nothing else to do save for perhaps rummaging through Ravnos's belongings (something which he did not feel inclined to do), the God sat, drank, and patiently waited for the Disciple to return. He had experience in waiting. Years of experience. His mind drifted to check on his new Disciples, Ennoia, and the newly adult children they had left behind to fend for themselves.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

Not thirty minutes had passed and Ravnos had returned. A perplexed look on his face as he shut the door behind him. As he entered the room the gold heels on his boots clicked against the wooden floor. He made a line for one of the shelves and began sorting through items. When he did not find what he was looking for he moved to another set of shelves and repeated the process just a bit more slowly. Concentrating hard on them as he held them in his hand.

“No that’s not….” He replaced the item he was currently holding and ran a claw over the spines of the books on the shelf.

He scrunched up his face and turned in a circle. “Strange.” His gaze snapped over to Grendel who had been sitting comfortable in a chair. A smile coming to his lips as he forgot what he was doing and moved closer to the God. Resting a hand on the arm wrest and leaning down to stare straight into his red eyes. “How was my time? Not too long I hope?” The scent of cloves clung heavily to him along with incense and herbs. An eyebrow raised in question as he grinned. Fangs slipping from beneath his upper lip.

Straightening out he slipped his hands inside his sleeves. “There is a well traveled road nearby we could probably find something there.” The last time he had hunted was when they taught Vadoma and Kieran how so that they could return the nanny to her family.

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[Seussi]

Lost in thoughts and visions, Grendel did not notice Ravnos's return immediately or at least did not respond to it. Red eyes blinked slowly as the sound of bootheels against a wooden floor drew him back into the here and now, and those eyes followed the Disciple as he made his way to one of his shelves, silent as he sipped on his drink.

"Everything okay?" He finally asked as Ravnos moved to a new set of shelves. It was evident that he was looking for something, though with all the items he had tucked away, the God would not have been surprised if he had just misplaced something.

When the Disciple moved closer to him, he smiled and finished off his cup, gazing back at him over the rim of it when he got close enough for Grendel to smell the familiar scent of the cigar he had taken with him, plus whatever else clung to him from wherever he had been.

"I barely even noticed you were gone." He put the cup down and fought against the urge to reach up and pull the vampire into his lap, though had he stayed leaned down for even a moment longer, he would have been. However, he had straightened and was saying something about a well-travelled road.

Oh right. Hunting. As he thought about it, something shifted inside the God, excitement and desire that he had kept suppressed. When was the last time he had gotten his teeth or claws inside a mortal, just for the fun of it? Well, he could remember, but it had caused a few problems back then, and he had not done it since.

He rose from his chair in a smooth motion and rolled his shoulders back, his chest muscles flexing and stretching as he did so. He did it slowly, almost leisurely, glancing at Ravnos as he did so and smirking.

"Lead the way, then."

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

Waving a hand in front of his face he smiled. “It’s not important right now. Just misplaced something.” Green eyes gave the room one more quick sweep. It was here. Somewhere. The Disciple really needed a better organization than just tossing things wherever. Maybe he’d do some sorting while they were here. He’s fine what he was looking for then for sure.

“Good.” The meeting had been short yes but that was only because he decl Nd the Baro’s invitation for drinks. He hadn’t wanted to keep Grendel waiting long. Besides, after what they had discussed he had ended it there and left. That was enough information for now.

He watched as Grendel stretced. An appreciative look in his eyes. He f he wanted to put on a show Ravnos was more than willing to watch. Flashing a smirk of his own he turned and headed out the door once more, stopping only to wait for Grendel to join him before he began to weave his way through the shadows of the Vardo before reaching the edge of the woods. “Can you keep up?” He flashed another charming smirk before he hit the tree line and vanished, reappearing briefly only to vanish again as he moved swiftly through the trees in the direction of the road.

The road wasn’t that far and soon Ravnos came to a stop on the edge of the trees. Eyes seeeping over one side of the road and then his head turned to regard the other direction. The sound of foot steps against rock and dirt reaching his ears.

Someone was come up the road.

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[Seussi]

"Hmmmm." The God offered a non-committal sound, which only meant that while curious as to what the Disciple could have lost and why he was suddenly looking for it now, he was not so interested as to push it. If it was information that Ravnos thought he needed to know, Grendel was sure that it would be freely offered in time. Besides, he would rather be enjoying their sudden holiday, time together alone, without needing to divide his attention between Ravnos and what felt like a million other things.

Feeling somehow both relaxed and eager simultaneously, Grendel found a place to set down his empty cup before he followed Ravnos outside into the cool night air. Eyes swept around, noting how quiet things were, how few were out and about, fewer now than even just thirty or forty minutes before. Where Ravnos went, he followed until they stood on the edge of the woods, and a memory of the last time Ravnos had led him to such a place pulled at his lips, his gaze darting to the vampire at his side.

And then he scoffed and might have rolled his eyes, except it was not a very God-like thing to do. Before he could come up with a snarky reply, the Disciple was gone as though he had vanished into thin air. There was merely a glimpse of him reappearing before he was gone again.

Cute. Came a rumbling drawl in Ravnos's head as he moved further and further away, though it took Grendel very little time to join in on the little game. His entire being seemed to shift and melt into shadow, a writhing mass of darkness with glowing embers for eyes, which rushed through the air like the wind through the trees, quick, though silent, ominous, and deadly to anything that may have gotten in its path.

For the moment, nothing did, and as quickly as it moved, it came to an eerily sudden stop, the shadows exploding into fragments that flew away and blended back into the woods behind him.

Grendel stood next to the Disciple again, his face perhaps just a little smug as he turned his head towards him.

Sometimes, dramatics could be fun.

yayoix

 

[Yayoi]

He laughed at the voice in his head. ‘I thought so.’

“I’ll have to make it more challenging next time I suppose.” Ravnos grinned as his gaze settled on the God next to him. But that was for next time. Now, now it was time to hunt. His beast stalked back and forth in his mind, a predatory gaze flashing through his green eyes as they looked past Grendel and settled on a singular traveler. The Beast reared it’s head.

“How do you want to do this? I prefer a little chase. If you can get to that wooded area over there I can send them straight at you. Or I can just lure them. Either way is fine.” There was any number of ways doing thing. The trick was to work together in accomplishing the goal, have a nice feed and then return to the Vardo.

Ravnos tucked a bit of dark hair behind his ear, his pupils contrictinf as their intended prey was getting closer and closer. They had better decide soon other wise the traveler would pass them buy. The Disciple ticked his hands inside his sleeves as he waited for Grendel’s reply.

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[Seussi]

"Lure them?" He gave Ravnos an amused look, "What would you do, flash a bit of leg?" He let out a deep chuckle then, something predacious darkening his gaze as he glanced toward the lonely traveller, a tongue running across sharpened teeth before he spoke again.

"Option one will do." He stated, after a brief pause of consideration.

And then he was gone, a slight disturbance of the air the only indication that he had been there, to begin with. He reappeared in the wooded area that Ravnos had indicated, cloaked in darkness, unable to be seen by mortal eyes.

From here, he lay in wait, a growing hunger beginning to burn inside him, though not just for the fresh spill of blood in his mouth, but for the exhilarating rush of the hunt, for the feel of flesh and bone giving way beneath his grasp, for a mortals fear so thick and palpable in the air that he could practically taste it.

For the way the light slowly flickered and died from their eyes, their life force spent.

Soon.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

“Hey if that is what it takes.” He gave a slight shrug of his shoulders, he was making fun of him. But it was a valid tactic. It’s not like he wasn’t good looking anyway and some nights he just didn’t feel like working too hard for something to eat. Beggars couldn’t be choosers.

Without another word Grendel was gone, over to where the Disciple had indicated. Good. Ravnos himself began to move, closer and closer to the traveler until he stepped out onto the road, hands behind his belt as he waited. The beast pacing wildly to inside him. It didn’t take long for the traveler to notice him and their pace slowed to a stop a few feet away. Ravnos lifted a wrist with gold bracelets on it and flicked one with a claw, the chiming noise rang out harsh and clear. In that moment the ancient vampire had cast a horror at the traveler who’s eyes went wide as they stared at him, whatever the traveler was seeing it was obvious they were terrified. Ravnos bares his fangs and the traveler backed away; stumbling to turn around and ran straight for the trees that Grendel was hiding in. But before they his the trees there they swerved and began to run in a different direction through the forest.

“And here we fo.” Ravnos began to follow, popping out of the shadows to redirect his prey in the direction he wanted them to go.

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[Seussi]

From where he lay in wait, he watched. The chiming sound from Ravnos's bracelet was fainter here, but it still made his ears twitch slightly, his lips curling into an amused smirk. Whatever it was the Disciple had done (and Grendel could easily guess what that had been) seemed to have the desired effect. The traveller had turned to run, and the God's eyes tracked his every move from within the darkness, his beast stretching within him, something forever ravenous that existed below the surface that he kept carefully under control lest he lay waste and ruin to entire villages and incur the wrath of Chaos.

The traveller got ever closer, sprinting from something only they could see or sense, and Grendel was prepared, eyes narrowing as his impossibly sharp teeth began to elongate, his eyes bleeding from dusky red to depthless obsidian.

And then the damned mortal changed direction at the last possible moment. Grendel's head snapped towards them. Should he give chase or wait and see if Ravnos had it handled?

He decided to wait. Just a moment longer.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

After a few moments he had finally gotten the traveler to turn around and head right back in Grendel’s direction. In fact it couldn’t be more perfect. Ravnos continued to the chase, pushing them closer and closer to where they needed to be. Hopefully the God was ready, but Ravnos was close on his heels so if he got missed and scrambled away. He was close enough to hear their panicked blood pumping and their ragged breath as they ran. The horror was doing it’s job well.

“Get ready!” The Disciple called out. His beast urging him on and on. It was ravenous and just wanted to sink it’s fangs deep into flesh. The grind the muscle between his teeth. The blood would be ok. Mortal blood seemed dull half the time when he drank it.

The beads in his hair clicked against one another as he ran. His gold bracelets and other trinkets he wore chimed softly with each light step. It was almost as if he were walking on air he barely made any foot prints even with the heel of these boots. If anyone came searching for this person they would only find one set of tracks.

Ravnos drew close, running just a little back from the prey’s side. With one quick nudge of his shoulder he sent the traveler tumbling into the bushes where Grendel lay in wait.

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[Seussi]

The trees did not matter, nor any brush, long grass, or any other obstruction. Grendel could see the mortal clear as day, as clear as he could sense Ravnos's presence, no matter where he was. He watched, entertained, but wanting. There was a deep, dark, primitive longing inside of him now, a desire freed by the promise of the hunt. He watched, with eyes smouldering, as Ravnos got the mortal turned back towards him. His body crouched, hunkering down low, his shoulders rising as he waited, eyes narrowing to slits.

The warning was unnecessary, but he did not dismiss it or tell Ravnos so. He could practically taste the mortal's fear in the air, a tantalizing spice added to what he was sure would be a delicious meal. The sound of the Disciples clinking baubles and jewellery neared.

The traveller was slightly off course now, but Ravnos took care of that, and Grendel was ready. However, he waited and moved out of the way, giving the mortal just enough room to struggle free from the bushes, giving them just that split second longer to right themselves, until the very moment their muscles tensed as if to run again, that first movement just barely able even to stir the air before the God struck.

It was a whirlwind of movement, of darkness and the glowing embers of his eyes, of gnashing teeth and terrible claws gripped at the mortal's neck, swinging them round to pin them, with great and terrible force, against the nearest tree.

Grendel appeared a nightmarish version of himself, something dark and twisted, eyes gone black, teeth too impossibly long and sharp, limbs too long. However, it was just for a moment, just long enough to hear those desperate, blood-curdling screams, to fill another desire he had, a sound that would travel no further than the area they stood because the God would not allow it to travel further than that.

There was no sense in drawing attention to themselves now.

"Eat." He said, the word practically hissed between clenched teeth, meant for Ravnos as the traveller's screams began to fade to whimpers.

Grendel would join him in time. He just wanted to be sure he did not accidentally kill the mortal before the Disciple got a chance for some blood.

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