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[ElementalInsanity]

Giving a roll of his eyes and a sigh, Marcy nodded. "Yes, yes. I know. Though you do realize giving you one would end very badly? Who knows what you would do. Just like why we don't give you any sharp objects." Giving a little smirk when Sion pouted, Marcellus waved his gun around carelessly, similar to like he had done with the knife. Aside from throwing it in the air, of course. And he wasn't cutting himself with the gun either. "But it seems you are smart! For once. Good Sion." Glad that the boy had finally shut up about that, it had been funny the first few times, afterwards just annoying, and when the boy had just continued? His patience had run thin, and he had decided that he would correct him in the easiest way possible. Showing his superiority with how easily he could kill Sion. "Yes he does hav a reputation. But his my pet. Spoiled rotten, and can do what he wants. He never has hurt me, he knows better, and I find what he does amusing. You on the other hand, I can't trust. You might just kill my precious pet. Besides. You're much more interesting when fighting with just your claws instead." Sion would probably be able to kill more then just a half dozen. Who knows what on earth the kind of hell Sion could do. "I do indeed have a 'fancy medieval cloak.' You should see the fancy things I have in this cloak. Maybe one day, Servant, you can have weapons. That would make you all the more fun." Frowning when Sion flipped him off, he raised an eyebrow, before answering. "Oh please. Fine. Fine. You're prettier. I'm still sexier." Giving a weird little laugh after that, then a snort, his attention turned back to Skye and Auggie for a brief moment, before Sion took it up once again. "You sound stupid too." Marcellus quickly retorted back, rolling his eyes. Giving a shiver when Sion pulled away from his arm, Marcellus grabbed a small piece of cloth out of his cloak, gently wiping his arm. "So it is. I guess I'll just have to fix that, no?" Giving a sly little grin, Marcellus sat down on Sion's lap sideways, crossing his legs. Taking out another small knife and gritting his teeth, he made a nice cut across the palm of his hand, holding it away from Sion as he watched the blood begin to flow, and then drip from the cut. "I have to admit, I've always been addicted to this." Bringing his hand closer to Sion, holding it about a foot away from the boy's face, Marcy leaned over and whispered into his ear: "So.....finished? Or want to continue that hot little display of yours?" Eyes glowing, Marcellus pulled away from Sion's ear to see what the boy would do. Would he object to having someone suddenly sit on his lap? Hopefully not, but never knew with this idiot. A turn-on for Sion, and indeed a turn-on for Marcellus as well. Watching the boy had been.....much too lovely.

[Noel]

"Yes, I would cause a bit of chaos. But that would be fun, now wouldn't it? Same with those pointed objects." Sion watched as Marcellus flipped the gun around, pondering if he could snatch it away. Nothing good would come of that though, because if he shot Marcy, if he stayed he died, if he left he died by Rei. So...not good for anyone of them. Sion highly disliked being forced into submission, but it as called 'forced' for a reason. Rather then commenting on the matter, Sion merely went with the change of subject, hoping he wouldn't get his head blown up. That would be just a bit troublesome, after all. "Yeah, but he's insane. Could end up shooting you someday, no? Fighting with claws is a bit difficult though, and knives or a gun would be far more fun. Do you really value some of these random people's well being so much?" Naturally Sion was craving violence, of course he was. This was Sion, after all, and he hadn't had a good fight in far too long. Natural Lithius like Sion who Bcraved blood didn't last long without a fight here and there before randomly attacking someone. "Hopefully those little weapons aren't medieval too? That would be idiotic." Oh yes, a council member with some old age ineffective crossbow. What a wonderful way to do things. "Except I'm not a servant, so I guess I'll just need to steal something then?" cutting off to laugh when Macellus agreed that Sion was prettier but he was sexier, he shook his head in amusement. Sion was grinning; the entire conversation was just ridiculous. "You wish, chicken's ass." Was all he said, flicking his hand dismissively.  How idiotic they both sounded, as Sion half-pointed out. "Perhaps I do, but in comparison to you..." He just trailed off with an amused look that clearly suggested what he didn't say, fearing it would be too close to'I'm superior' and rather find of not having a bullet in him. When Marcellus sat down sideways on his lap, Sion made an annoyed noise of sorts, ready to try to send him flying. However, the scent of blood caught his nose, being an immediate distraction. Gaze locking onto the cut palm, Sion barely even managed to say anything. "I'm not complaining." he said faintly when Marcellus admitted he was addicted to that. Sion barely managed to half-say, half-mumble that he was far from finished, before lightly grabbing the older boy's wrist. Sure enough, a minute later Sion the palm to his mouth and was sucking the blood off it. That much 'good tasting' blood, in his mouth... Sion was actually shaking slightly, pupils once again huge. It we like being on drugs to him and his blood addicted mind. Well, it seemed there was actually something that could be used to make Sion listen: Marcellus' blood.

[ElementalInsanity]

Chaos. Heaven knew the Building did not need more chaos. With Caesar running around...they did not need a wild and violent Sion running around as well, especially not with a gun or knife. "Oh yes indeed it would be fun....you are amusing, Sion. Perhaps I will let that scenario play out sometime. It would be a fun little violent adventure." A wicked grin later, Marcy was watching Sion's eyes. "Ah-ah-ah. Don't grab it, or I'll shoot you. My gun. I'll get you one later when I have something for you to shoot other then me. Auggie, perhaps? Yes. A good target. That'll work. Later, though." This was too much fun, fighting back and forth, even though it did seem most of the 'rude' comments had died away for now. "That is very true. But you would also shoot me. I may not care about you going around shooting others, but I don't want to get caught in the fire. Hell, I'll be with you, slashing at people with my various knives. That will be an interesting day Sion. Perhaps in a day or two? We could go to town, to one of the shopping centers?" That sounded much too fun. And he wanted to do it. Right now, actually. Oh that would be fun~ Since Caesar had gone insane, it had been hard to have fun days like that.... "Oh. I have a few medieval weapons, I just don't carry them around. This gun look medieval to you?" Waving it around again, giving a laugh, he shook his head. "Steal something from me, fool, and I will kill you. Idiot. You should know that already. But perhaps I will give you something for our trip to town, eh? So long as you don't turn on me. Though I doubt you will...." Drifting off, Marcellus knew he didn't need to elaborate the reasons on why Sion wouldn't. "Oh shut up. Yes, we both sound odd right now. But it's fun, no? Otherwise you wouldn't be smiling like that, nor would you be participating. In fact, I think you would have attacked me." Giving a roll of his eyes at Sion's annoyed sound, if Sion had sent him flying the boy would have died. "Good. Neither am I when you, AHHH...." Marcy drifted off with a little....sound of sorts when Sion grabbed his wrist and then began sucking on his palm. "Haaa....aaa...." Gritting his teeth and setting his head against Sion's shoulder, he took a sharp inhale of breath. "C....careful...." He managed to whisper out. Ah. It hurt. It felt good. What the hell? It was....weird....

[Noel]

Sion had far from had the 'training' that Caesar had, as the latter apparently didn't even try to hurt Council members, other then Auggie anyways, or at least not Marcellus. Sion did what he pleased, being both idiotic and brave. So yes, Sion with a knife yet alone a gun, would give the Council building even more chaos then the insane Caesar caused. "Hmn... how about soon?" Sion suggested with a grin, very much wanting to have a weapon in his hands after far too long without one. Mentally cursing himself after Marcy easily saw his gaze following the gun, Sion shrugged. "How about not Auggie? Nut multiple other someones...?" For good reasons, Sion was craving violence. Like blood, it was practically a drug. At least the rude comments had died away and Sion was finding restraining himself much easier, for the sake of him not attacking Marcellus. Grin widening at the potential slaughter at a human shopping center or some other crowed place, the blood-thirst was blatant on his face. "Oh, that sounds like fun~ It's a date then?" Sion added the last bit with a laugh, followed by yet another roll of his eyes. That would be incredibly fun indeed, all the running and screaming humans... and the blood, of course. Sion and slaughter went well together. "The gun doesn't. Your cloak and voice are... so I'm assuming." Sion said simply,gesturing to the boy's outfit. Elaborate cloaks had gone a bit out of style in the past few centuries, after all, although the Lithius aversion to sunlight had made them important again. Still, the fanciness of it was a bit old. "Not if I kill you first, no?" And Sion was being annoying again, something that never went well. It was said lightly, but it was a still pointing out that he did know how to fire a gun. Still, SIon couldn't. Not while Rei was alive could he survive outside of there for even a day, let alone the issue of Caesar. Killing or even hurting Marcellus would add more people out for his head, and take away the safe place he could stay in. "Doesn't mean I don't want to attack you. Your blood is nice, after all. Either way, you're odder then I am." Sion was blunt in what he said, no matter how idiotic he was. However, Sion didn't need to say anything more. He was completely dazed by blood, and more importantly, sucking it off Marcellus' palm. Like mentioned earlier, Marcy had good blood, and Sion was currently entranced by it. The sound and the sharp intake of breath Marcellus made was entertaining too. Like the previous time, Sion cleaned out the cut, since unlike actual vampires he couldn't actually suck out much blood from the wound, more like what it was already bleeding, Pulling away when he was done, mouth once again red with blood and a small trickle to the side, Sion gave a tiny gasp. "Ahhhh... wow."

[ElementalInsanity]

It was obvious that Sion has no training. None whatsoever. He was far from a 'good boy' or anything like that. Caesar was insane, but he didn't do anything to the Council Members, aside from Auggie. Augustus just seemed the exception to everything though. Besides. Everyone else on the Council found joy in tormenting Augustus. Marcy obviously did. Caesar. Augustus was just an easy target. He was far too peaceful even when provoked, unless someone threatened someone he loved deeply. As in, if anyone threatened Skye, he became quite protective. Sion could not be trusted with a gun or knife in the building. He had a reputation, as Marcellus had pointed out, for violence. It wasn't hard to see. That was why the elder of the Council was offering Sion a way to get that violent streak out. Didn't want him to have to take it out on anyone in the Council Building... Or more accurately, anyone important in the building. "Soon, depending on your behavior. Kay? So be a good boy." Speaking the last part as if he'd been speaking to a dog, it took Marcellus everything he had not to reach forward and 'pet' Sion and his mess of what was hair. He would have. Really, since he also did what he liked. He just simply didn't want the other boy attacking him when the where having so swell of a time. "Why not Auggie, huh? He's so fun to torture. Especially fun to watch Caesar torture. Ever watched that? Hahaha." Giving a twisted and dark little laugh when he saw Sion's grin widen when he began talking about the possible little slaughtering date they could on. "It sounds like fun indeed. A date it is, Sion." Twisted little grin widening at the last part, he gave a little laugh. Never was he able to have dates with Caesar like that any longer. This would be something that would be just too... Great. Having a partner to be able to do that with. Giving a wave of his hand, Marcellus gave a huff. "At least my cloak is much better and more protective then yours, if you even have one. Besides. I am the presiding elder of the High Council. I think a fancy cloak suits me well." Marcellus liked things fancy, obviously by the whole decoration or the building. It was quite fancy and elaborate. "Oh yes? I could have a knife or a few bullets in you before you even tried. And besides. You know that would just be signing your own death certificate." Was the smug reply. Marcellus didn't know how on earth he could have 'good blood.' That just seemed weird to him. All blood tasted the same, right? Ew. He was just not into that, though having Sion do this was quite......interesting. In a good way. And an odd way. Ah god, it stung though. Watching Sion while the boy did this... Hm. Nothing more could be such a turn-on for him. Giving his own small gasp when the other boy pulled away from his palm, Marcellus situated himself on the boy so that he could grab out some bandaging to wrap around all his various cuts. Not like they were really bleeding anymore, but still. Like last time, using his thumb, Marcellus wiped away the small trickle of his own blood from Sion's mouth. "Wow is... Quite right. Hm. Your pretty damned hot when doing that. I think we'll have to make that a regular thing."

[Noel]

Poor Augustus, always being mocked and hurt by the Council, despite being -once been- one of them. Sion had no 'training' at all. Almost all of his life was running around and doing what he wished, was it really surprising he couldn't listen to save his life? The voice of authority was a irritating little bug to Sion, not realizing that little bug could kill him. A knife and Sion's bloodlust, combined with utter lack of morals and disregard for consequences, would result in several tragedies for sure. Letting him vent via killing a few humans was a smart idea on Marcellus' part; Sion had already snapped around Caesar twice and attacked him, it was only so long before he was trying to tear apart some random person just to stop the urges. "A good boy?" Sion gave a snort, shaking his head in apparent distress. "I promise nothing." Sion and 'good behavior' did not go well together, or to be more exact they didn't go together at all. Sion would have least tried to sink his claws into Marcellus' hand if he tried to pet his head, so good thing the council member didn't try. He didn't say anything more on the matter of torturing Auggie; so long as that boy was protecting Skye, Sion wouldn't be one to do that. Besides, their little murderous date was a much more entrancing topic. "Good~ Soon." That was obviously Sion's bloodthirst talking, going mad from being repressed. "I had one. I haven't seen it since Caesar first dragged me to this hellhole though." But it's not like Sion needed once, since he had been outside a grand total of twice in what had to be at least a month since the unpleasant incident that resulted in him being there. The sun had been down one of the times to top it off. Grinning as Marcellus said he'd be dead before he tried, he was tempted to try at some point in the future. Not that Sion would be that dumb... hopefully."Hmn.... wanna bet? I couldn't live afterwards, sure, but I could get something." Was Sion's bright reply, as if he wasn't talking about his own death. There was 'good blood' 'normal blood' 'bleh' and 'ohgawdthistasteslikepoison' to Sion. The first was Marcellus', the second was the usual, the third just plain unpleasant, and the last was something a few random individuals had. Those with the fourth generally avoided Murder By Sion simply because of it.He managed a grin when Marcellus' gasped, still a bit overwhelmed by the taste of blood. It just froze up Sion's mind entirely, leaving him looking like a wild animal that had just gotten a scare, what with the dilated pupils, tensing, slight shaking, and the like. Hell, it almost looked like his hair had stood a bit on end. Not flinching when Marcellus wiped the trickle of blood off his mouth, he gave a half-drugged laugh. "Yeah. That sounds like a great idea."

[ElementalInsanity]

Augustus may have been on the Council, but he had never been liked. Finally someone who hated him enough to remove him from the Council entirely had become the eldest on the Council. A quick vote, which since there weren't many Council members left had been easy, and Augustus was gone. Not that Auggie would complain. Finally he was free, even if he didn't have the power he had once had. He would still continue with his file keeping, taking the tablet with him, and he would continue with his job of watching over his brothers from afar. Augustus was strong and smart, even without the power of being on the Coucil, he was very capable of getting what he needed and wanted done...done. Something that Marcellus obviously didn't understand. Yes, being removed from the Council was a bit of a setback for his plans, which obviously Marcellus didn't know about or else Augustus would be in the guillotine right then, but it was merely that. A set back. Sion might need to get used to listening to authority. Marcellus was a stuck up little child in the body of an adult. Used to getting his way no matter what. And since he was in control right then, Sion not listening could end up in his death. Although since Sion was 'an amusing new pet' to Marcellus, the boy would be able to get away with quite a bit. "I expect no promises. But still. If you want something from me, I'm obviously going to want something in return. That's the way that the world works. So. You want a bloody and violent date with me? Then I want some good behavior from you, and you can have a few weapons." A simple deal, not too hard or elaborate. Then again this was Sion.... "Of course, I'm not saying for you to be a saint, because I like 'em dirty and naughty. I'm just saying don't hurt, maime, or otherwise injury my important people, and you'll be fine with me. See a Servant you want to kill, go at it. Aleia for example. That thing gets on my nerves. If it was to have an....accident....well you wouldn't be punished, that's for sure." More correctly, Sion wouldn't be punished by Marcy. Auggie would kill Sion. Aleia was his brother, no matter how annoying and odd the boy was. "Soon indeed. The moment you feel well enough, find me and let me know. Alright? And if you had a cloak, but don't know, I shall get you another. Unless you'd want to do this massacre at night? That would be interesting...." Marcellus pondered that idea for a moment, before his grin widened. No matter what, it'd be fun. "Fine. Try and steal something. Go for it. But I will put a bullet in that pretty little head of yours, so I wouldn't suggest it." Scowling at Sion, Marcy shook his head. Sion better not be that dumb, otherwise he would be dead. The fact that Sion rated blood was just weird to Marcy. Blood was not on his menu, and he had no idea why Caesar had become so obsessed with it. Although yes, at one point just to be 'sick and demented' Marcellus used to taste blood and such. But....ew. No. He wasn't one for it, even if he found it utterly attactive when Sion did it... Finishing up with the wrapping of his cuts, he gave a smirk when he hear Sion laugh. The boy looked animalistic right now....nnn....."Oh yes. It's a great idea indeed. A very....very good idea..." Dark smirk spreading over his face, Marcellus move himself so that he was facing Sion. "Hopefully you wont mind this too much. If you do, don't do anything drastic. Otherwise I'll have to kill you." A snicker later, Marcellus was biting into his lip, his fangs elongating ever so slightly so that they were sharper, piercing his lip easily. A little gush of blood entering his mouth, and a small digusted wince, Marcellus face was an inch away from Sion. "So....going to....stop me...?" Broken sentence because it was a bit hard to talk with blood in his mouth, even if it wasn't anything major....yet.

[grapejuice]

(( Quotes or recap anyone? I'm back <3 ))

[Noel]

Geeze, you haven't posted in months. Just appeared to ask for quotes. This is probably dead for a year-two due to personal reasons. Don't even try. >_>

[grapejuice]

(( My laptop died ._. And we couldn't afford to fix it till a week ago. But that's a shame. I loved this rp... ))