The Forsaken City (All Race Mafia Yaoi RP) Open & Accepting

[Forgotten Rhapsody]

※Dimitri Zolneriwich※

Dimitri smiled as the boy woke up and began looking about the room. Probably trying to get his bearings after the crash. That was perfectly logical. What he did next however wasn't though. It still amused the don. The boy began screaming and throwing things, and either he was still slightly dizzy, or he was a very poor shot indeed. That last one caught Dimitri full in the face though, a pillow. The man removed the object from his face, still smiling a little. He waited for a few minutes for his guest to calm down a bit before he answered. "Well I just walked in. Its kinda something you're allowed to do when its your room. By the way, those were also my pillows and other random objects I had poorly thrown at me. Tsk, tsk. I save your life and all you do is indebt yourself further to me. Don't worry though. As soon as you calm down a bit, you can get started on making it up to me." He stood up and walked over to the door to his room, locking it. He hoped he boy wouldn't go for the window either. Like all the windows, it was bulletproof. Not likely a tackle would break it.

Dimitri then turned back around to look over his captive again. Yes, he would do very nicely. And that curl on the side of his head..... The cat in him just want to leap over and bat at it. He couldn't just yet though. He was attention starved, not a savage. He walked back over to the bed, graceful as, well, a cat, and sat back down, purposely sitting closer to Luciano than he had been when he got up. He raised a hand and beckoned. "Come on now. I don't bite, hard. Just a n** or a nibble. Unless of course you're into biting."

※I am in my room.※

[I cynical_xLOVE I]

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✖ tab He was a little satisfied as one of his weapons had successfully hit the perpetrator on mark, eventually kneeling and later sitting. The silver haired man- still partially naked much to his chagrin- had started speaking about it being his room in the first place. Luciano had taken better consideration into the room this time around, not appearing to belong to him, a cute girl, or any of the members in the Vargas family. And this man who’s name escaped him, he remembered the face quite clearly. Making a fool of himself outside of the large mansion with an obnoxious moustache trying to pass as a door-to-door sell man so he could search the house for his missing friend. The sound of a door locking snapped him back into reality, his curl frizzing up in displeasure like a cat when it was angry. The guy- who he recalled was named Dimitri, had turned back around to stare at him like a fresh new toy on stock just his for the taking. Oh, God. What would the group tell his mother? Kidnapped on a grocery mission? ******** bullshit. It was the fat guy’s fault from who he stole the bike, probably. It was cursed. It planned for this to happen to him. He didn’t want to get murdered by some freak, even more than a rivaling family! His shoulders jerked in surprise as Dimitri sat near him- far closer than before, acting as if he was a small child afraid of something petit. [******** yous, where de’ hell are my shoes? I gotta get out of here. Do ya’ want a ‘thanks,’ or somethi’? I don’t got not money, if that’s what you’re lookin’ for.” Even though he was quite anxious to go, Luciano couldn’t find the courage to go and search for his shoes, nor run towards the door with Dimitri sitting so close. Along with the door being locked, and the man appearing much more fit than himself, he seemed to be absolutely stuck. What s**t luck he had..


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Still dead. Go hooome.

[Forgotten Rhapsody]

※Dimitri Zolneriwich※

Dimitri snickered slightly. This guy was really funny. As if he wanted this guy's money. Dimitri had been sure he'd made it pretty clear what it was he wanted. Perhaps he was going to have to be even more so. He shook his head at the boy's questions. "I brought you in as is. Since your shoes are missing, we can assume they came off when you crashed outside. And as for your money..." Dimitri snickered again. "In short, I don't want it." He slid over the bed even closer, halving what little distance there was left between them. "You will be paying me back though. There are methods besides money. Like barter. So since I saved you, technically I own your life. I'll give it back once I get something from you of equal value to me." He reached out, quick as he could, batted at the curl hanging out there in the air like some sort of cat toy then pulled back his hand. "Does that sound like too much to you?" He sat there, staring at Luciano straight on with his golden eyes. He was thinking, maybe, his eyes would have enough of a hypnotic effect to lull Luciano into unconsciously relaxing.Then Dimitri could pounce, literally, on him and 'collect his pay', or at least part of it. There was no way he was going to let this be a one time thing.

※I am in my room.※

[I cynical_xLOVE I]

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✖ tab This.. this b*****d was laughing at him! So maybe he didn’t have the money to keep a promise, and most of what he could’ve said he had belonged to the family, and there was no way he could borrow it without suspicion. So, despite that not being the issue, it still felt like an insult to be laughed at about- another reason to add Dimitri to the list of his “people to punch one day” at the very top. He brought his legs close to himself to avoid the silver-haired man, fiddling with his sock before eying Dimitri again reluctantly. So far, he had done quite the job at pissing Luciano off and causing the brunet to grow anxious to find his shoes. If his intentions were the same as Luciano predicted, he had no real chance in this place. Of all areas he had to crash- why here. Dimitri had explained the situation a little better, but Luciano was far from content with having to play caged bird to a lion until he could figure out what would satisfy better than that. He fidgeted, the curl copying the rickety movements. Fortunately, it was only a brief touch- leaving him fine and dandy for the time being. He wanted to swear at the man again, as if that solved anything the first time, and then go home for pasta, but until that whatever was fulfilled, he could only sit and glare at Dimitri. “What are ya’ lookin’ at? Ya’ makin’ me think I got somethin’ on my face..! “But, at the same time, the man’s stare was endearing- which was odd. He’d hardly paid any attention to Dimitri’s eyes in the first place up until now, where they were so vibrant, so enticing. Luciano blushed when he realized that he was staring- into the eyes of a man, at that- turning his gaze anywhere else that wasn’t his “savior.” He wished he had encountered the pretty blond from earlier, or at least a woman. The brunet frowned at Dimitri when recalling how the man said that he “owned” Luciano’s life. “So, what? Ya’ want some fancy s**t?” Sure, he was grateful in a way, but not enough to do something for a total stranger. If he really wanted a thanks, Dimitri could let him go back and lie in the snow again and send a pretty woman outside instead. “Yous can take this, don’t need it. Prolly get a few hundred for it, maybe.” Luciano brought his hand up to his wrist, clinking the cool, silver watch from his wrist and offering it to the other from behind his pillow. It was one of the most expensive gifts he had gotten form the previous don, and he’d only kept it because it looked good with his clothes. If going free meant parting with the accessory, he was more than willing.


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It's late 'cause I was tired last night. No more staying up past 3am. 8I

[Forgotten Rhapsody]

※Dimitri Zolneriwich※

Dimitri shook his head at the man's offer of a watch. He avoided laughing again. It seemed to be just making the boy angrier which was far from what Dimitri wanted. He didn't really want too much. Just a little something to relieve some stress at the moment. Then he would lead Luciano to the kitchen for some hot soup. "Please, keep your watch. I see it in your eyes. You know what I'm getting at. I'm not asking for anything extreme. Something small for now and maybe more once we've gotten some good food in you," he explained. 'And once I've found a weak spot on you.' He added this last part in his head, keeping his eyes on Luciano. He had caught the boy staring. He had a hunch that he was only resisting so strongly because he was a little put off by how he had been saved. Hopefully he would be able to get over that soon. It wouldn't do for a pet to be too wary of its master.

Dimitri got up from the bed, giving Luciano one last look and a small smile. "You know what, perhaps some food first for you. Then we can get back to my small request." He unlocked the door, slipped out and closed it behind him. He locked the door and turned to Nala who had raised her head. "Stay. Just in case he picks the lock. He's cute, if a little stubborn. I don't want him getting away." Nala seemed to understand and laid her head back down, but her eyes were on the door, watching it diligently. Assured that Luciano would be going nowhere, Dimitri made his way through the labyrinthian halls towards the kitchen to get some soup for his guest. Maybe some pasta too. He got a slightly italian vibe off Luciano. Yeah. Pasta and soup sounded good. Maybe once Luciano was fed, he would relax more and let himself get lost in Dimitri's eyes.

※I am in my room.※

[The Invisable Spaz]

║Mocha Saito║

People will fall for anyone with a pretty dress
And shoes to match

Guess where I am: The mall

...You can tell from the scars on my arms, the cracks in my hips, the dents in my car and the blisters on my lips...

Mocha was a bit disappointed when Sunday went to go pay for the clothes. He wanted to dress up the dragon before even thinking about buying the clothing. He pouted slightly before he continued to browse the clothing for himself. Finding the hat that he had been thinking about only a few minutes ago. How wonderful, taking the hat he position it on his blond head looking in the mirror for a moment before humming to himself. Did he have something to go with this hat? Oh well, he could also buy something else. He giggled once more before he took off the hat and headed to the counter along with Sunny and Dawn.

Hearing Sunny's comment on their boss, Mocha blinked. He did not work with feelings. Clearing his throat he looked around for something to cheer their boss up with and he reach out for a simply blue bracelet, fairly cheap but hey, Mocha was a cheap sort of guy when it came to feelings. Paying for the hat and bracelet he went to his boss and dragon friend. "Here you go Dawn!" He sang holding out the bracelet for the man to take. Hopefully it would be okay with what he was currently feeling at the moment.

...That'd I'm not the carefullest girl you could tell...

((O.o.c: ))

[Bloodysoul Heartbreaker]

Dawnx✦xAkihitox✦xElijahx✦xSalvatore
Codename: Fang
Takahashi's Family
Second-In-Command
¦┅Mood: Mellow║With: Alone║Location: The Mall, Inside┅¦

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☣ As Sunday brought his stuff, Dawn felt a hand on him. Dawn blinked at the little dragon's question. "I'm fine. I had an eyelash in my eye." Dawn said as he touch Sunday with his hot hand. He smiled at him, but then looked at Mocha has he brought his things. Dawn looked at Mocha and smiled as he took the bracelet and put it on his arm. "I like it. Thanks."

☣ Dawn started to walk out the store with Sunday still holding on to his arm. "So what store are we going to now? Cause I new to get some new clothes." Dawn said as they walked. Dawn just wanted to keep busy right now until they get home. So he could have a long candle light bubble bath with some wine and classical music in the background.

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"There is something beautiful about
all scars of whatever nature.
A scar means the hurt is over,
the wound is closed and healed,
done with."
- Harry Crews

"I like the idea of being alone.
I like the idea of often being alone in
all aspects of my life. I like to feel lonely.
I like to need things."
-Robert Plant

☠ Out Of Cross Bows:
N/A

The Invisable Spaz

Pantsless Ghost

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✖ tab Another offer had been shut down, adding to his previous annoyance about what exactly was the payment he had to suffer. Luciano had anticipated that his predictions were far from true and that, instead, Dimitri would read the atmosphere and allow him to go home. Although, he wasn’t in a particular rush since he hadn’t gotten the things on the list, but they would understand if they learned of his predicament. The Vargas’ couldn’t have been that focused on their selfish offers, he hoped, anyway. Oh, God.. what if he wanted to get naked? It seemed liked the worst idea if it was put that way, and he was subject to decline if not for hearing food mentioned. He had barely found his thicker coat before he left and he sure as hell didn’t have the time to scout out a good meal. But, it was Dimitri’s offer- equivalent exchange, in a way. Exasperatedly, he could only nod in agreement from a strange case of cotton mouth. The man smiled at him again, saying a thing or two more before leaving Luciano to his own device with the click of a lock that surely counted horribly out of his favor. The brunet stumbled out of bed, stepping heavily on the floor as he ran towards the door and jingled the knob for the inevitable. [********, great! What a piece of s**t,” He turned away from the poor door towards the windows. The curtains were opened and let in the small light coming from the afternoon sun reflecting the snow. It would make a loud noise if he broke it, but the thought seemed invalid in his mind as he charged it with his shoulder- blaring and jeering at the thing when it felt like the thing was made of lead. “Are yous ********’ kidding me?” Luciano threw a fine dress shoe at the window in frustration, the object doing practically nothing to the surface. He hobbled back towards the door, the most obvious and seemingly only way possible for him to get out through. The door was locked from Dimitri’s intervention, and unless he had a key it didn’t seem like he would be going anywhere. Stubbornly, the brunet turned towards a dresser filled with nice cologne, jewelry, all the things a man of his statue could probably desire. Luciano thought it was stupid, however, when he came across the most fortunate flower (with a pin accessory) he could have cried. Even as the eldest in the Geraldi family, he had no interest in taking up careers or working. If this seemed to be his only useful talent-besides his strength (shown by the grip he held onto the poor pillow before Dimitri left) then he would make the most use of it. He jingled the small pin into the lock, sticking out his tongue in concentration as his obnoxious hair extension twitched in anticipation. He had no adept skill in lock picking, and wished for fortune to be on his side. Luciano prayed that once he could rescue himself that the front door would scream freedom. Had not Dimitri been close by (or so he assumed) Luciano would have easily broken the door down, but hardly needed any extra attention in the house- from the Zolnerowich's especially. The beautiful clicking sound met his ears after a few more minutes of effort, and Luciano wasted no time in swinging it open only to be met with sharp eyes- a god damn lion. s**t.


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I'll save my sarcasm for summer break.

[I cynical_xLOVE I]

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★xxxIt was at times like this one Gigi wished that they had taken the limousine, or at least to be brought back in one. The car didn’t offer him much space to hover over Sasha as he would’ve liked to, nor did it have a way to separate them from the driver’s wandering eyes. He didn’t need to hear any rumors floating- he was far too nice to purposely want to reprimand someone if not for legitimate reasons. Like, now- this was legitimate enough, and he usually would always get what he wanted one way or another. Gigi almost laughed. He was becoming more and more like Grantz by the year. He grinned at the question as Sasha’s forehead gently met his, the proximity giving him goosebumps. “You’re bringing that up? I wasn’t really afraid, you know. He was more sympathy that way, didn’t you notice? What am I going to do with a useless bodyguard who can’t even tell that?” A joke, of course. Gigi had indeed been afraid out of his wits, but it didn’t mean he had to openly admit it even with how obvious it seemed to be. He leaned forward, nuzzling the other’s neck to make it more obvious that he was tired with talking about the subject. He seemed to pout, however when recalling Dimitri’s blood offer. In a way, he was happy that Sasha didn’t take it- even more so that he had a reason to unexpectedly sneak a request that he became the halfling’s new primary meal source. Gigi still had an unnerving desire to see what being bitten- not just enough for a hickey, but rather a full fledge bite- felt like. Would it be as carnal and ravenous as the portrayal of vampires from his mother’s documents, or would they be more gentle and romantic as books in the present time offered them to be. He knew most certainly at that moment, whenever it came, he would be afraid. He’d never done well with seeing his own blood. But things weren’t about him. Gigi just had to be the source of his lust. No one else deserved to have it the same as he did. Perhaps that wasn’t evident enough and Sasha need reprimanding? Maybe he needed to prove how dire he wanted to be the subject of mind. This time, he did end up laughing at himself- a barely audible chuckle as he held Sasha’s arm. He finally sat back down normally, a little closer to his bodyguard this time so he could leer at the driver’s curious eyes. Gigi wondered how it would feel to gouge them out dare the man turned to look at him again. Seemingly caught the message, the driver’s expression turned somber and he kept his eyes ahead to avoid a terrifying gaze.


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Yande post. /deal with it.

[Pantsless Ghost]

♥~Sunday~♥

♫Failure is not an option♫

♪ Sunday frowned slightly when Dawn told him he just had an eyelash in his eye, since he himself had used similar excuses to mask his own crying, though it was hard to tell when he did cry because his tearducts were damaged, meaning all that came were the sobs or broken breathing, but didn’t say anything, if the redhead didn’t want to tell them what was wrong the dragon wouldn’t press. When they began to move on from the store, Sunny seemed to remember that Dawn was his boss and that he was getting rather close familiar with him and made a soft noise, before letting go and reattaching himself to Mocha, mumbling something lowly under his breath, to low to distinguish even what language it was spoken in.

Sunday rubbed his cheek against Mocha’s arm as they walked, just feeling the softness of his skin against his face, and shrugged his shoulders slightly, at Dawn’s words. “I don’t really mind where we go.” He brought on arm to rub at where the metal of a leg connected to his skin, letting out a soft hiss, he wasn’t sure if it was because he had been wearing the prosthetics for nearly a month now, to avoid the awkwardness of getting someone to help him get them back on, or the nerve-damage acting up, but his legs were hurting, making him just want to curl up somewhere and whimper and whine until the pain went away. But he said nothing about the pain, not wanting to bother the other two with it or ruin their so far enjoyable shopping expedition. ♪

♫I won't let myself lose again♫

To report my whereabouts: Mall

[Pantsless Ghost]

✖$asha✖

✚The world shall burn to the ground✚

『 Sasha shook his head slightly, pulling his forehead away from his boss, the corners of his lips tugging into a tiny smirk, oh Gigi could be so adorable when he was denying something like this, though it might have just been the younger joking around, but Sasha was almost sure Gigi had truly been at least nervous about making the deal, and he had good reason to be, the Zolnerowhich had a terrible reputation that preceded them, Sasha himself had been a little tense about his precious charge being thrown into such a situation, even if there hadn’t been much chance of the other getting hurt, especially not under his watch, it would be unforgivable to allow the Romanello Family-Line to end because of such foolishness, the runaway son did not count as a part of the family he was technically related to as far as Sasha was concerned and he wouldn’t think twice about putting a bullet in his head, he had betrayed the family and forced a once innocent child to take his place, unforgivable.

Sasha would have glared at the driver, or maybe bear his teeth at him, to get him to get him to pay attention to where he was driving instead of the two in the backseat, but it seemed that Gigi had beaten him to it, almost disappointing since he was sure someone had looked through his weapons case while they had been within the Zolnerowhich house and suspected the man had been nosing around in it, but he could wait until Gigi went out that night to confront their driver and teach him a lesson about not sticking his nose where it had no place going. Somewhat satisfied that The driver wasn’t looking at them, he lowered his head again so his breath ghosted over the younger blonde’s ear when he spoke. “Cher, why did your protest so fiercely against the Zolnerowhich’s offered donors? I know you did not leave any water running, I have been with you every moment since you awoke.” Sasha had to admit, the outburst had piqued his curiousity, making him wonder why the rising Don had not wanted him to feed on enemy employees. 』

✚And my heart won't even stir✚

Where Sasha be at: Car

[The Invisable Spaz]

║Mocha Saito║

People will fall for anyone with a pretty dress
And shoes to match

Guess where I am: The mall

...You can tell from the scars on my arms, the cracks in my hips, the dents in my car and the blisters on my lips...

Mocha ran his fingers over the strands of his wig. "Stupid thing," He muttered, usually he took off his wig for a while. This was the longest he had gone for a while. Humming to himself, he felt the need to take off the wig, but he didn't have any of his accessories with him at the moment. And looking like an ugly dyke wasn't going to get him anywhere. "I think we should go to another store. I won't last much longer with this wig." He said, looking at his dragon friend only noticing the other rubbing his long. "Sunny Dear~!" He sang wrapping his arms around the man. "We should sit down hm? Or perhaps go to the bathroom and take a rest?" The other was probably in pain, or something of that nature. It would be easier to cut their trip short, but Mocha needed a few things to look... more graceful for his clubbing plans.

Snuggling the dragon he looked at Dawn, smiling with pure charm. "What do you say?" He questioned, his arms still wrapped around Sunday. He really hoped that they wouldn't have to return home early. The thought would put Mocha's mood way down. Even though he did have the chance to dress up Sunday in cute clothes. What he really wanted to try was putting Sunday in a dress. He giggled to himself, "I wanna put you in a dress later Sunny!" The cross dresser giggled out again, looking at the empty eye sockets.

...That'd I'm not the carefullest girl you could tell...

((O.o.c: ))

[Bloodysoul Heartbreaker]

Dawnx✦xAkihitox✦xElijahx✦xSalvatore
Codename: Fang
Takahashi's Family
Second-In-Command
¦┅Mood: Mellow║With: Alone║Location: The Mall, Inside┅¦

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☣ Dawn looked back at Sunday as he left him for Mocha. He was not mad though since he know the dragon was scared of him. Dawn listened as Mocha spoke. "How about we get some lunch now so Sunday can rest?" Dawn said as he thought about something to do. He still needed clothes. And Mocha was fussing about his wig.

☣ Dawn stopped as he saw Liam talking to a group of guys. 'His friends, maybe?' Dawn thought. Dawn handed Mocha his bags as he pulled Sunday with him. "Look Sunday, I need to hold me. I will be your eyes. Can you do that?" Dawn asked even though he know the answer.

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"There is something beautiful about
all scars of whatever nature.
A scar means the hurt is over,
the wound is closed and healed,
done with."
- Harry Crews

"I like the idea of being alone.
I like the idea of often being alone in
all aspects of my life. I like to feel lonely.
I like to need things."
-Robert Plant

☠ Out Of Cross Bows:
N/A

The Invisable Spaz

Pantsless Ghost

[Pantsless Ghost]

♥~Sunday~♥

♫Failure is not an option♫

 

♪ Sunday was going to answer Mocha when the mermaid wrapped his arms around him, causing him to jump before he realised exactly who was touching, instantly relaxing the muscles that had tensed in preparation to flee and letting out a relieved sigh. “Yeah, it would be nice to sit for awhile, um, if you guys really don’t mind that is” He didn’t know quite how they could rest in a bathroom, so he said nothing about that suggestion, though he did like Dawn's suggestion of lunch, since he had only had a few water crackers and some of Mocha's bacon. His cheeks were dusted with a light pink when Mocha said he wanted to put him in a dress, he had been told he looked fairly girly before, if only for his pink hair, but he had never worn female clothing before, the idea made him nervous for reasons he couldn’t quite understand, the same nervousness being the he insisted on wearing a leotard under all his clothing. “Uh, if you really want to.” He bit at his lip and the hand that he didn’t have holding Mocha gripped his new scarf so he could bury his face in the soft material. “Will I have to take off my bodysuit?”

Sunday's body tensed again when Dawn pulled him away from Mocha, metallic fingers digging into the Asrai's skin before he released his hold on the blonde and went along with the redhead. He wondered why the second in command wanted him to hold onto him, but he didn't ask why, it wasn't his place to question his boss, instead nodding his head and wrapping his arms around one of the shape-shifter's. "Y-yeah, I can do it." As he spoke the words in a shakey voice, he shifted from looking through Mocha's eyes to Dawn's, the world not only shifting prospectives but also turning somewhat blurred, as he had never used the redhead's sight before. ♪

♫I won't let myself lose again♫

To report my whereabouts: Mall

[Forgotten Rhapsody]

※Dimitri Zolneriwich※

Dimitri whistled softly as he made his way back to his room with a cart of food. Despite his first breakfast and the second one shortly after, he was a bit peckish again. Besides, he was the don. No one was going to stop him from eating what he wanted. The cart wasn't totally for him though. There was a snack for Nala and the bunny too if they wanted to nibble a bit. And there was the soup and pasta for his guest. He'd stood over the cooks to make sure the food was made with the best ingredients available. Someone once said the fastest way to a man's heart was through his stomach. Dimitri intended to test this little saying out for himself. When got back to his room, he was greeted by the site of Nala staring at Luciano who was in the doorway. He shook his head, smiling. "Impressive, but how did you intend to scale the fence? Its charged while closed, and the wall can only be scaled by someone with claws. Besides, you haven't eaten yet. How did you intense to deal with the cold? Come now, go back inside. I got you some soup and pasta."

※I am in my room.※