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Ez was back on the hunt, not sure exactly what it was that he wanted at the moment though. Did he want to find himself a delicious human? He could find himself one, follow them home, and feed from them. Or would he rather find himself a nice, haughty vampire hunter? Those really were one of his favorites he thought to himself as he padded along on his four paws, his tail swishing as he went. What did he want? Who did he want? It was a good question, one that had his mind whirling as he went, that was until he suddenly caught scent of something that had him coming to a halt. Wait, what was that?

Something out there smelled good, to the point that it had the dark colored cat purring instantly. What was it that was out there? What was it that smelled so nice? Not a human, not a vampire hunter, so... ahh, was it one of his own kind then? Now the question became, if that were the case was he a fun one? Was he the sort that Ez would enjoy stalking through the shadows? He supposed that there was only one way to find out, to find the one that had the sweet scent, and play with him a bit.

Starting forward at a quicker pace, the sleek, black hair followed along after the scent. He would hunt it down, figure out what sort of 'prey' it was that he was talking, and then, if he was interesting, then he'd pounce.

Upon finding the one that was giving off that wonderful scent Eztli found himself starring from the shadows at what looked to be a rather beautiful young man. At first one might almost think him something like that, something so innocent, but he knew better. He smelled wonderful, and drew the attention of one like him in that manner alone, but as he came closer it had been something else that caused him to become completely awe struck, to the point that he couldn't move for a moment. It was that mark that the pretty boy bore upon his chest.

Starting forward he felt his excitement growing inside him, as though his very essence was roiling within him at the sight of that mark. It was a tattoo that looked like the sun, one that made it seem almost as though he'd marked himself as Eztli's property, a gift that he wouldn't shoot down. Reaching out a hand he caught hold of the hair of the one that was sitting there, lazing on the bench in such a manner, and used it to pull his head back, "You know you should be more careful, bearing a mark like upon your chest, you're all but begging any of my blood line to claim you." He murmured to the stranger.

Releasing the man's hair Eztli instead reached out to slide a hand against that sun like marking, fingers splaying out over the marking. It was beautiful, it spoke to him, and the Hunhua wanted nothing more then to grab the man and drag him off, doubting anyone in the area would dare to try to stop him.

Ez moved, invading the man's personal space further as he leaned over to rest his forehead against that of the other vampire, "Tezcatlipoca, patriarch of my bloodline, he was the 'First Sun' before he became the God of the Night. Having you, a sweet little sun mark vampire here in the darkness, you obviously must be a sacrifice, all prepared, for one of his blood line, hm?" He purred the words at him, finding himself quite delighted by this man. He normally only chased after those who presented danger to him, loving to hunt hunters... but this one, he appealed to Ez on a whole other level.

Fingers curling against the pretty man's sun mark Ez leaned in, pressing a kiss against the side of the guy's neck... then nipped him. Drawing back he held a hand out to him, "Come along, my beautiful sacrifice." He said in an inviting manner, his mismatched eyes sparkling in excitement.

It was near impossible for Eztli to really believe that Solair was like him, he was too soft, too pure to be a 'creature of the night' and yet he could smell the scent that was distinctly vampiric on him. He had to be one of the strangest vampires that he'd ever run across in his time, but at the same time there was a powerful draw about him. He was the sort that Eztli would only be too happy to claim as his own. The way that he could even blush still, he didn't even think that their kind, with all the sins they indulged in, were even capable of such a feat. It just made him all that much happier that he was the one to run across him.

"Hmm, yes, I think I will keep you. I am not normally one for keeping others around aside from the occassional familiar, but you, you're something special." He murmured, pleased when Solair reached out to take the hand that he'd overed him. Using it to drag him closer he said, "You needn't worry, my little sacrifice, will make sure that you are entertained with far more then just some words on a page." He said, his tone one filled with promise before the two of them were moving, Eztli leading the way, his fingers laced with those of Solair.

It wasn't often that he brought others back to his space but this one, he didn't mind as much, he didn't feel him a threat toward anything that Eztli had built up after all. No, he wasn't strong enough to be a threat, a vassal level vampire, not even one with a predator's scent, and yet still one that he wanted all to himself. A shame for anyone else that might have had interest in him before he'd been claimed by the possessive Hunhua.

There was a bit of a chuckle from Eztli as he turned to look at Solair, giving the pretty 'knight' a once over before he said, "I am sure you are well aware of what sort of draw someone as special as you has toward others of our kind?" If not he was more innocent then he appeared, something he wasn't sure could be possible. It could be some sort of trick after all, he might not be nearly as innocent as he appeared, but either way he was a tasty morsel, one that he meant to sink his claws into. Blinking a couple times as the other awkwardly added where he was from the Hunhua had to think about it for a time, french? Should that mean something to him? After a moment he dismissed it, if it was an important fact, maybe about Solair's lineage, he wasn't certain.

"Ah, we have arrived." He said, giving a bit of a grin when he saw the man that was standing in front of the building, with all the look about him of a door man, but Eztli knew otherwise. As he drew closer he reached out a hand to ruffle the man's hair before he looked over at Solair, "You might know this one, my little sacrifice, his name is Lance. He used to be quite the reputable hunter with many kills to his name." Used to be, the key words in that sentence.

The man turned to give the both of them a harsh glare... but made not a single move to attack, instead he gave a hissing sound as he turned to open the door for Eztli, "There has been no movement tonight, there aren't any of my kinsmen in the area." Lance said between gritted teeth. It was quite obvious that the man wasn't a fan of theirs and yet he was also unable to move against them, even offering up such information on his kinsmen to Eztli seemingly of his free will.

Eztli gave a nod before looking at Solair and asked, "Solair, tell me, are you hungry? Do you even feed on human blood?" He knew there were fools out there that tried not to do so, he wondered if the little knight was one of them or not. Best way to figure it out was to offer him a meal the Hunhua thought to himself.

A hiss escaped from Lance and it was obvious the way that the man moved that he was trying to move toward Solair, his hand twitching over where it was likely he'd once carried a weapon. Despite his struggles though he couldn't seem to move forward, sweat breaking out on his skin, before he gave up the 'attack'. The moment he did his body seemed to be freed of whatever had gripped him. Turning angry eyes toward Eztli he gave the man a dak look, "b*****d, tell your little floozy that I don't do tricks of my own accord!" He snapped at the elder vampire, frustration sounding in his voice.

Eztli gave a chuckle, reaching out to rest a hand on the man's head, stroking his hair lightly, "Easy now, Lance, be calm. I am sure that Solair understands." He said, then looked toward the 'innocent' vampire, giving him a grin, "It is as my little pet says, it's not as though he has a choice, he is tied to me by blood and through a suggestion put in his head. He can't attack me or those with me, no matter how much he'd like to." He explained, "He is, at least to me, perfection when it comes to a really good familiar. Still alive, so able to walk in the sun light, knowledgable about how the hunters move about, and tough enough to deal with providing sustinance if I am unable to leave home for one reason or another."

Moving inside, drawing Solair with him, he said, "Come along, Lance, lock the door behind us." He told him before hsi attention returned to the sun marked vampired, "So you were fed by your father then? Interesting, so you haven't gone hunting before?" He was a little curious about that one, wondering if he was hand fed by this 'father' of his. He wondered for a moment who the father might be, if he was important or well known, he might ask at some point though to be honest he was more interested in Solair then he was in his unnamed father. He'd worry about the father when he came storming in here to retrieve Solair after Eztli stole away the virtue the man was trying so hard to protect. It was a prize meant to be plucked by one such as himself, or so the arrogant Hunhua believed.

"Not on a leash? No, of course you aren't." Lance said, finding it amusing that the so called 'knight' said such a thing when he came to this place being led along by the hand by Eztli. The brat could say all he wanted about not being leashed, Lance knew the truth of the matter. He would likely end up like all the others that Eztli had met up to this point, the others he'd brought through this place. This one would be gone soon enough he thought to himself was they walked through the darkened hallways of the seemingly abandoned building. The windows were all covered in dark curtains, all of which were closed, eternally, and the lights weren't on a the moment. It wasn't as though they needed them, at least that was what Eztli told him. It might work for them, but not for him.

Reaching out the picked up a lantern, lighting it, and continued to walk along, leaving the way to a comfortable sitting room. He made a motion to it with his hand, "The sitting room, Master." He hissed out the final word. He hated the man who was in control of him due to the infernal blood bindings that Eztli used on him but he couldn't resist it at the moment. As such he had to do what he was forced to do.

Eztli looked around the room that was lit by the single flickering flame in the lantern before looking at Solair and Lance. He gave a grin before nodding, "I suppose I can explain to you how it works. As for teaching you... well, it's possible, but no promises. It can go terribly wrong after all." He murmured, walking over to the couch, sitting down there. He motioned to Solair, "Come, sit with me, we can talk. About the 'spell' that I used on Lance, about what it involves, and about how you are being held back by being coddled and fed like a pet." He knew he was toying with powers he didn't quite understand, he didn't know who this one's father was after all, but he couldn't resist. He wanted to keep him after all.

Giving Solair a smile he said, "If you decide that you are feeling up to it I can help you on your first hunt, if you find you can't do it then you can always feed from Lance instead." He gave his familiar a little grin, getting a glare in return.

Anrise? Anrise....? Why did that name sound familiar to him? He thought it over a moment, going through the information that he had on vampire's and their last names, last names which normall pointed toward their patriarchs but at the moment he wasn't coming up with a lot. He recalled that a lot of night clubs were owned by that particular family line and they could be considered the most 'modern' amongst the vampires. Was that all that great though? Their 'modern thinking' seemed to do nothing but cripple this beautiful knight after all. That could just be his own wild bloodline talking though.

"Solair Anrise, it is very nice to meet you, I am Eztli, the Cat in the Shadows." He murmured, finding it cute that the boy was acting so prim and proper, he really was a strange sort of vampire, wasn't he? Nothing that he didn't want to deal with though. Shifting him the lazy 'cat' laid down on the couch, his head resting on Solair's lap, looking up at him, "You needn't look so up tight, you can relax here in my lair." He murmured to him, his mismatched eyes seemed to glitter in the low, flickering light of the lantern.