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"It's Cassidy."

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Date: 2018-01-02 05:45 pm (UTC)
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[Scoffing under his breath at the answer, Matt took the bottle and held out the pipe and lighter in trade, going to pour himself a glass of it while he had it.]

Your luck is longer reaching then mine, that's for certain. Why do you tell them anyway?

Date: 2018-01-02 06:39 pm (UTC)
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[Matt arched his eyebrows at Cassidy with a glance, turning slightly from his pouring only long enough for it before setting the bottle between them on the desk.]

I see. [He knew what he sounded like - a disapproving father who was keeping his opinions about it to himself, and he hated it. This was the worst subject to have viable experience on and he was no one's father.]

Does it always go the way it went with him? Or do you come out of it sometimes actually whole?

I'm easy.

Date: 2018-01-02 09:27 pm (UTC)
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"Mm. The Irish have always been swill and spitfire, inspiring wonder in small children, with their legends and gods, fear in the parents with the ferocity in which they brandished their shillelaghs and farm tools. I blame the Druids, myself, peddling their magic and love so openly to the conservative, dirty, huddled masses." The pipe was taken as he rambled, brain half caught on another line of thinking altogether.

How often had he tried to be friends with anyone who wasn't a vampire? Maurice and Joslin aside, he barely knew any humans anymore beyond the surface level of name, age and drug preference. Matt lit the pipe again with a hum of a sound and held the smoke in, tendrils only just managing to escape with the words.

"No uh.. 'family' to speak of then? Not even the one that turned you?" The smoke was blown out to the side and Matthew glanced around with him.

"Is it theft if the chairs are just in the other room? Fuck it, we'll relocate. It's not like they've got laws against it here." Picking up the small, pre-separated packet of opium to slip in his pocket, Matt grabbed his glass and headed towards the door.

Date: 2018-01-04 02:02 am (UTC)
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They could always come back - Matthew didn't plan on straying too far from his present just yet, greedy and worried that it would vanish if he didn't keep an eye on it.

"Really?" One eye scrunched up in a squint as he glanced over, disgusted by the practice of abandoning fledglings, and he tsked his displeasure at hearing it. "A damned shame."

Snorting at the question, Matt shook his head. "Not anymore. I had a sister once. Pretty and utterly insane. She was damned before I was - a game, between our Sires, and is now, blissfully silent and ash. Needless to say, my Sire and I didn't.. agree. She's not around anymore either."

Reaching the small library that was in their wing, Matt dropped himself down into one of the chairs that had a mate nearby, ambivalent to what his statement may or may not suggest.

Date: 2018-01-06 04:46 pm (UTC)
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"The kind that ends you up on a pyre stick or in the sun." He hated that he knew that was the truth but vampires that couldn't control themselves ended up destroying themselves and any vampire that was nearby. Hell, that was the start of their revolution.

"I can't remember the last time I swam in the sun. We didn't have lakes in Southern France, none that anyone would.. picnic to or anything. I couldn't even promise I've even swam as a boy," he said thoughtfully before relighting the pipe and pulling a lungful.

"You been alone the whole way then?"

Date: 2018-01-08 09:06 pm (UTC)
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He'd take another hit before he did, grinning as the pipe as set into Cassidy's hand.

"Bad news, that love. The rest is alright. It sounds like your existence hasn't been that bad, that's nice. Good change of pace from my world. Everyone and their mother was wronged by someone else, you'd think, and the Kindred are prissily organized asshats with a superiority complex. This place really must be some kind of vacation paradise for you; it's almost like being alive again..

Almost."

Date: 2018-01-09 07:18 pm (UTC)
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"That's the only difference," he agreed with a slight bobble of his head.

"Sex tourism," Matt echoed with a laugh. "There's better ways to make money then working for them. I haven't come close to a 'normal' existence since I was alive and even then, the normal is archaic to nearly everyone I meet. Much better, in my opinion, to spend your days building a little empire that will earn you money and spending some of that money on the most beautiful company that one could buy.

There's not much of normal living that I find palatable anymore, but I exist out of those times, nowdays. Is Texas even with the rest of the modern world? I haven't ever been - always kept to the coasts."

Date: 2018-01-10 01:55 am (UTC)
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Matt scoffed, not doubting Cassidy's word in the slightest. The idea of a place like that existing at all was almost hilarious except he knew it was still true.

Quaint, really.

"Call it five hundred, I'm only a decade off." A dismissive wave of a hand came with it, despite the creeping look of pride in his eyes and the tilt of his smile that faded as he continued.

"Five centuries of knowing my place, is what it was. My world, our vampires, there's a lot of us and we've got our own society. Goes back to the dark ages. The Crusades? A full out offensive attack on the Kindred who thought they had the right to exist in the open, purging our kind in fire and sunlight, and countless humans who dare be accused by others to even know of us. Rules were set in place to protect us. Rules that get you killed if you break."

Matt took a shallow pull from his glass, shaking his head as he adjusted in his seat. It was a dark topic but that was his life. Any vampire's life and Matthew didn't expect or want any sympathy.

"So yes, I have, but I'm not ashamed to say how I handled it. Kill or be killed. A nasty business, cleaning up those messes, and I've been forced to run for my life.." He paused like he was counting and then added with a cheeky grin, "... though some messes involved avoiding the husband of very handsome housewives and high windows. The better times of it all, if you ask me."

He reached out then, gesturing for the pipe.

"Your place in Texas sounds like mine in Arizona. Empty, simple and mostly quiet when some new, passing neighbor kicks up dust?"

Date: 2018-01-19 06:33 pm (UTC)
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"Laying low is only tolerable if you have someplace to 'lay high' at. Paris was always my go to, until I was kicked out. Russia isn't bad either, though there are souls up there that would eat us alive for the fun of it and to stick the finger to the rest of them in principal.

Nice and quiet is a good cover. Too bad there aren't any holes or high ground here to throw ourselves around on. At least for me."

For all the fancy words and societal constructs, the Kindred were only a step above savage and not all of them had even that much. Matthew loved the rough and smooth contrast of them though, it echoed the life they all tried so desperately to recreate.

Date: 2018-01-20 11:20 pm (UTC)
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Matt had to laugh at that, shaking his head as he took another pull from the pipe before handing it over.

"Perhaps it is. Though I daresay there's been much more opportune times. I was tidying things up in Russia when they nabbed me - could have used them getting out of the stocks at least once or twice.

For the French, it was never the Fairies. It was the bears from the woods, and the English. Always the damned English," he said with another laugh as he sat back, sighing softly to himself.

"I suppose we should be grateful for the sun alone though, hmm?"

Date: 2018-01-22 10:39 pm (UTC)
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Matt chuckled. "It's easy when they've always been assholes."

He stood, hands absently patting himself down before he found a small box of cigarettes, popping it open to pull out one obviously hand-rolled cigarette and sitting down again, rolling the cylinder between his fingers with a hum of attentive acknowledgement.

Of course he could.

The laugh was a slow growing one, starting from his chest and breaking through him with deeper sound as the easy smile spread into a grin.

"You're not exactly an ugly man, mon ami, and we are in the place for it. There are firsts for everyone, I'm sure." Including him.

"Please tell me you met Obi-Wan Kenboi. He was my favorite."

Date: 2018-01-23 01:34 am (UTC)
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"Wha-" Ever easily swayed, Matt couldn't help but perk up a little, running over things in his head in fragments that would do him no good anyway and nodding as Cassidy came around to the right idea, crooked smile lazy in its pull.

"Hey now, if we are drawing lines at Sci-fi, let's not invite Aliens in. I don't even have my sword and I would not want to think about trying to fuck one of those things." Despite the laugh that came with the inflection.

"I'd much rather the disco Valkyrie from Conan. Let's get her."

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