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Vincent had arrived at the ruins, Titania didn't call or anything but had a question he'd been meaning to ask her, and the sooner he requested it the better, if she was willing to help it could be a small leg up for him. So he arrived in suit and dress pants, hand in pockets.
Titania took quite a long time to answer, she had been deep into her research and it had been a bloody mess, like always.
When she did arrive she was wearing her old armor, well, complex. She had gone with her Wings and a Tail today, feeling nostalgic.
"Hey Vincent." She said as she entered the clearing, eyes closed. Hand stroking Mei as Columba sat on her shoulder and cawed at Vincent.
"Hello, Friend?"
His eyes went wide for a second and his jaw dropped, "Woah," was all he could say after a minute of staring, "I mean. . .that armor, fuck it looks amazing," and the nerd has come out, "Dangerous, yet elegant, you look beautiful," he mutters, years of lord of the rings and warhammer coming out, "Kinda giving off a Morathi vibe in all-" he shakes his head, "Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to ask you something."
She tilts her head at the compliments a smile coming to her lips.
"I was feeling nostalgic is all."
Elegantly she hops up onto the edge of the crumbling wall. "How can I help tonight?"
he walks up, "So. . .I was wondering," he doesn't know exactly how to ask, "I think. . .well, we're allies, and allies with the crone, I'm a cultist now even if I'm not a member," well, might as well take off the band aid, looking at her with determination, "I would like to learn what I can of Blood Magic."
Another tilt of her head, hand continuing to idly move on Mei.
"Now, now, now. That is a way to start a conversation."
There is a long pause as she looks at Mei and Columba. "And why do you come to me?"
"Because, you know blood magic, I'm interested in the shadows you weave," he starts, "We're allies in a sense, even if it's due to the feeding pact. . .and their has been some bump in the roads of late, so I understand if you don't wish, but I. ..well, despite how much I've been burned I still see you as a friend."
It takes a long time before she answers but eventually she does.
"Okay."
Then she adds a few beats later. "It will hurt and you will scream. Its not like Protean."
"Well, it's called Blood Magic, so I guess pain is inevitable," he shrugs, "So. . .what does in intail. . .and why teach me?" he asks, honestly expecting a no
"I take on the Mantle of the Crone. It is one of our strongest Rites. Then I touch your skin. With each touch your skin burns. Eventually, your beast will learn to tap into that Pain for Cruac. There are some other ritual type things, an amount of animal blood and a ritual circle but that is the gist."
Then there is a shrug.
"The opportunity to teach another Kindred the arts of the arcane. To see them pass beyond the bounds of what is known and expected. I couldnt say no. Plus there is just a hint of spite against the Invictus."
he nods at the explanation, "Well, good thing I'm a switch," he jokingly mutters, "How would it spite them, you'll be giving a member your secret powers, if anything it gives me a leg up in the the Estate?"
She smirks at the sex comment but moves past it.
"Because I get to taint one of their perfect little members." A shake of her head. "Its. Old wounds is all."
he laughs, "I think I'm the least perfect member. . .but some have taken a shine to me," he shrugs, "So, I'm your little revenge plan, at least I'm useful for something then," he says walking over, "So, need anything for the ritual, and if you want blood, I'm full."
"Yes I need blood. I have yet to quite recover from Avery's little stunt."
She steps forward fangs extending. Waiting for the go ahead.
he nods and offers his neck, moving his shirt to expose his neck and shoulders, "My little stunt, I'm the one to blame."
"Your not, I started it." But she steps forward sinking her fangs deep, its the Kiss not the Assault. But she doesnt savor it like she did before.
he takes a breath, trying not to show he misses the savoring and keeping his hands to himself
She eventually pulls back after taking her fill and pats him on the head crooning.
"What a good little pet."
Hopping back up on her crumbling bit of wall.
does he shiver at being called a 'good little pet', well if he does he's not talking, "So. . .this ritual, what do we need?" he asks, readjusting his shirt, "And would you get in trouble for teaching someone outside the Circle, I don't want to cause you any grief."
"I can sort that."
Then a tilt of her head. "You have become a Chorister. You are permitted to learn the first level of Cruac."
he nods, "Well, that makes this easier then," he leans against a ruin, "So. . .now that I'm a Chrorister, is their anything I can help with?"
"You already are. Feeding me. Keeping the Whore around." Is she bullshitting, maybe just a bit.
he smiles, "Well, happy I can help a goddess, it's nice to have a diety as an ace in the hole."
A chuckle and a smirk touches her lips.
"Is there anything else you need tonight young Vinny? Otherwise I will begin the preparations."
he smiles at Titania, "Nothing that won't cause problems," he mutters, "so I'm good for now, call me when everything is ready. . .have a nice night Ishtar." he waves before walking off
"You really do have a problem dont you." She says before turning into the woods. A genuine smile of glee on her face.
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