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Logan grinned. "My dear beautiful boy, you're not the only one here with long legs and a good a**. If you don't have the talent for it, Alexis and I can show you the ropes. You might have gotten away with just lounging about playing bad boy when you were a rich man's toy, but here you never know just who you might need to catch they eye of. Of course, I let all the rent boys pick and choose which clients they prefer to service. Still, it can get pretty boring sitting alone.

Pontiak laced up his leggings, then fastened on his sword belt before joining Mutt. "... Will you have another child now?"

Xander grinned back, his posture completely relaxed, his eyes, however, tells a different story, "Rich, that they were. But men?"
He shook his head, silver locks falling over his face,"I think not."

Then he smiled fully, "and thank you for the compliment, I always thought my rear end to be quite small."

He looked at Alexis, "Yes I would like some.. thank you." He bowed his head and accepted the drink and brought the glass to his lips.

Mutt laughed "I can't be pregnant twice" he said, making his way down the stairs, "Master! I'm coming down!" he said with a singsong tone

Xander sighed a black tail grew from his tail bone as he sipped his drink, oblivious of the tail as it swayed elegantly behind him.
He thought about his options as he leaned on the bar top with his elbows.

The blood spilling from Daemon's body was beginning to slow as his skin turned alabaster. He was hardly breathing now and his mews were hardly much of a difference from his shallow breathing. His weak heart beat frantically in his chest, trying to make up for the blood loss in his body.

Tohei stared at the doctor, wondering what he was doing. The demon was dying, how was the doctor going to save him? Having no experience in medical things other than his forgotten past of experiments, Tohei figured that the doctor could probably just take a cork and plug him up...He almost laughed at the idea.

Prince Caine growled lowly, his veterbrae arched in the air visibly showing his spinal cord whilst blood, crimson hues for eyes hungrily cast their gaze off into the horizon, before the kitsune leapt below into the hedges that trembled under his immense paws. His innocent, alabaster skin was no more having been replaced with a rough, black coat that was dull and sharp by texture, the Cerebreus now active in its immortality, abit oblivious to the venomous pythons that adorned his back alike from partched jewels in a designer handbag.

The Monarch was hungry, he wouldn't just stop for anything until he was satiated with what the devil inside him prefered was fresh, raw meat that was slaughtered underneath those highly, armoured talons of his. There was no meat that moved on the premises that he had appealed to, but the strong aroma of Equines had caught his draft, when the winds had shifted east turning his three, massive heads that all dripped poisonous saliva from the whetted, sabre canines that clamped down with a lethal snap.