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Villa may well be the wrong name for the building here. The incubus who resides here puts only as much value on material things as he needs to entice you and a entire Villa would not do that. A large two story house on a nice piece of land however... is much more inviting.

The grass around the house is kept green and short, contrasting with the white walls of the house itself. The door has a doorbell which works attached to the frame because doorbells are our friend.

A small sign above the doorbell reads "Welcome" The scribbling underneath the doorbell cannot be made out but seems to be the handwriting of the owner, possibly a threat to those who forget that doorbells exist.

But, the door is open today and as you walk in, the smell of coffee greets you and after covering the few steps the corridor holds, you end up in an open-style kitchen and dining area which is painted in light colours and seems to be the source of all things good (read: coffee).

Beyond the dining room is the loungeroom, yet again, featuring light colours, and ending with a baywindow overlooking the serenity of the backyard.

A door leads from the dining area to the staircase. Upstairs, there are several bedrooms with onsuit. A large bathroom holding a bathtub can also be found there. The bathroom features warm colours and has golden candleholders almost littered through it.

The bedroom doors appear to be locked.

As you make your way back down the stairs, you find the host waiting for you, offering you a coffee made to perfection. You look at his face and notice the smile that sits on his face should make you suspicious, yet, there is an air about him which makes it hard to think straight, your mind prefering to play out sexual fantasies instead.

The Boys

Joe Skase

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Age:
Gender: Male
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Sexuality: Bisexual
Breed: Incubus
Parents: unknown
Siblings:
Acquaintances:
Friends:
Enemies:
Likes: Sex
Dislikes: Needles, vampire-style biting
History: Certed Form

His incubus nature first showed through whilst in highschool resulting in him gaining a reputation for one-night stands.

That didn't stop him trying to bed one specific girl (Raven) and failing, until finally, she caved and while Incubus generally don't breed for offspring until they are older, he managed to get her pregnant, changing his focus of sleeping with as many people as possible to looking after his unborn child, making sure the mother was provided for and the child would be well.

He went as far as trying to stay faithful, but failed at it because his hunger can not be satisfied by just one person.

He adored his daugher from the moment he first lay eyes on her and has spoilt her in every way he knows.

When his daughter (Alexis Skase) got kidnapped, he almost lost it, but together with her mother managed to track down the kidnapper and demand his daughter back. It was then that he was told the kidnapper had taken what was most precious to him because he had done the same to the kidnapper, stealing his partner at the time for mindblowing sex, something, that by the sounds of it, she had not forgotten about.

He laughted at the kidnapper and told him his life was forfit. The kidnapper though, had done his research and cast a memory loss spell on Raven, making her forget her family, telling Joe that the one thing which could release her from the spell would be for Joe to tell her he loved her.

Our boy however, is cursed and cannot say that he loves someone. Knowing this, he told Raven to kill the man as he had gotten rid of her family.

From that moment on, he told Alexis nothing about her mother, switching the subject everytime it came up. He couldn't return her mother to her even though her mother was right there with them, seeing the two as friends rather than family.

While he is unable to experience such a thing as adult love, it still hurt, knowing that Raven had no idea Alexis was her daughter. He could not imagin himself in that position, his daughter meant the world to him, to just forget who she was .. he pittied Raven for not being able to remember and often curses himself for not being able to undo the spell.

Unable to deal with what happened, and hoping that maybe Raven would regain her memories back on her own, he left Alexis in her care and just dissapeared.

When he finally returned, he was confronted with the fact that Alexis had taken after him rather than her mother and had become a succubus, albeit, with the teachings of her mother now firmly inground in her.

Never a good father, he nonetheless will hurt anyone who hurts his Little Missy and spoils the kid rotten hoping to make up for lost time.

Andras Reece

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Age:
Gender: Male
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Sexuality: Straight
Breed: European Dragon
Parents: unknown
Siblings:
Acquaintances: He is Alexis personal servant

Personality: quiet and calm. will speak if spoken to. Honest. confident in himself.

History: Certed Form

He enjoyed a carefree childhood which came to an abrupt end just before he became an adult when his family died.

Rather than living with relatives after they passed away, he decided to make a life of his own taking on positions that would see a roof over his head whilst still being honest work.

Thus, he spend his life working for upper class families, serving as butler, kitchen hand and several other servitude-type jobs learning the ways of upper class/lower class relations.

In recent times, he has taken on the status of ‘personal servant’, a guise that would allow a member of the upper class to have a prostitute without breaking any laws.

It had not been a conscious decision of his to become involved in this type of work, one of his employers had found out that he had the stamina to be good at it when she had asked him to bed her. He justified his job by believing that this way, the mistress of the house would not sleep around with any other man, only her husband… and himself, if that was what was needed. And sleeping with him wasn't cheating as there was no emotional attachment between him and the woman of the house and her husband knew about it, in most cases, it was the husband who had hired him to avoid a scandal further down the road.

First found here

Till Orias

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Age:
Gender: Male
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D.O.B.: 12/04/07 (9k event present)
Sexuality:
Breed: Least Weasel

History: He's a bit of a challenge because I didn't expect him, hence had nothing planned for him. However, after looking at the pic of him for just a little too long.. an idea of who he was came...

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Till’s violet eyes looked up at the man who seemed to speak an unknown language. What the man wanted or why he was here he didn't know. Hell, he didn't even know where 'here' was exactly.

He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to recall the night... he remembered lights and loud music.. then nothing..

Opening his eyes again, he became aware that he was sitting on the ground, leaning against a wall and that the legs he had noticed before hadn't moved. A groan escaped his lips as he attempted to ask one of a million questions racing through his mind, making him hold his head in his hands in the hope of clearing his mind. Instead, he was rewarded with another flash back.

Lights.. spinning colourful lights.. something else, someone else.. who it was, his mind was not willing to give up yet.

"You ok?"

The same voice filtered into his thoughts, this time, speaking a language he could understand. He shook his head in reply, only to have stars explode behind his eyes as a killer headache made itself noticeable, indicating to him that shaking his head wasn’t a smart move at this point in time.

He thought he heard other voices before someone knelt next to him, putting a plastic cup into his hand.

"Drink. It's just water"

The owner of the voice instructed him. He drank the content, not thinking, not tasting the water only feeling its effect as it started to hydrate his body again. A second later, his stomach reacted and he turned sideways, away from the voice, emptying the content of his stomach onto the pavement.

A hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder, drawing his attention away from the headache, the voice from before once again cutting through.

"Look at me"

It instructed him. He turned his head then to face the owner of the voice, a white male with black hair and icy blue eyes which held concern in them.

"Do you remember what happened?"

Till thought about it, trying to remember once again what had happened. The vague image of a person once again entered his mind, but it was too blurred to make out and apart from the lights an the music, he didn't recall anything.

"No"

He replied when he finally found his voice again.

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Edwin Gallagher

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Age:
Gender: Male
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Sexuality: Straight
Breed: Budgie
Quirks: Faints at the sight of blood, falls apart around girls.

Personality: Happy, energetic, charismatic, will do anything he's dared to do, just to have fun. Generally forgets to think before acting.

History:
Grew up in a wealthy family, which meant that he was forgiven for the occasional mishap. The last 'mishap' occured in his last year of school, when the sudden idea of blowing something up turned into a full-scale demolition of the school's science lab. Not that he was soley responsible for it, a certain Incubus had, after all, arranged for an alabi and a diversion which meant whilst the two were suspected for the disaster, neither took the blame for it.

These days, he moves from town to town, staying only as long as he can stay out of trouble before moving on.

Nefas Fatum

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Gender: Male
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Sexuality: Straight
Breed: White Tiger

The sound of things banging and swearing could be heard coming from inside the house who's front door was open at this point in time. More accurately, if one followed the trail of blood combined with the swearing, one would find that it originated from the kitchen.

The owner of the voice swearing was none other than Joe, who was currently rummaging through its drawers looking for the first aid kit whose home seemed to have escaped him.

It didn't take too long before he gave up on it and attempted to make a coffee. His body could just deal with the mess he had put it in until AFTER he had caffein in his system again. Not that his body agreed with him, trying to give out on him as he forced himself to make the damn coffee and as it did so, the swearing got quieter, it taking more and more effort to keep from passing out.

What seemed like an eternity passed before he finally had his coffee in his hand, leaning against the kitchen counter. The night had started out alright, though had rapidly progressed towards bad when someone had had a disagreement with him. In his current state, he could not remember why or who or if he had provoked them.

Half a smile showed on his face at the thought of it all as he slid down into a sitting position, unable to stand any longer. He might be sore and covered in blood and was positive he didnt' look real pretty which would make getting laid hard, but at least, he was home and had coffee.

Icy blue eyes looked up at her, defiance written clearly in them as his mind tried to make sense of the pretty ghost he was seeing.

A smirk formed on his face as she pointed out that he was a mess, and whispered, barely audibly.

"you should see the other guy.. "

It was as she asked the question that his mind put 2 and 2 together finally and he realised that Raven was the one who had shown up. He closed his eyes for a few moments, his mind taking him back to their past. She had always hated him getting into fights, or other violent situations.

For her sake, and that of Alexis, he had tried to slow down his lifestyle of sex and violence, though after he lost her, had done so only until Alexis was old enough to look out for herself.

His daughter knew of his temper, but unlike her mother, hadn't seen him make a mess of things to this extend.

"its been too long, Raven, too long.. "

He assured her, opening his eyes again and taking a sip of coffee. His current state a sign that he was out of practice.

((pitty sex is awsome))

He flinched as she touched him, partly to avoid the pain he knew this would cause, partly because it caused him pain, though not as much as he made it out.

As she continued, she'd see that the majority of the blood wasn't his. His opponent had been armed, but he had a way with that knife of his that could be described as deadly, if not deadly, definatly messy.

He closed his eyes as he took another sip of coffee, ignoring her hand near him as he did so. He had full trust in her ability to not interupt him drinking as she looked after him, just like the way she had always.

For a moment, he was back with her, before Alexis had been brought into the world, and he smiled at the memory that brought with it.

"can't change who I am.. "

He whispered, responding to her pointing out he was still the same old Joe as he returned to reality.

The coffee was doing its job, keeping him from passing out and in general, putting his mind into a sense of peace which he'd only manage with painkillers at this point in time, painkillers he had no idea where they were.

He shrugged at her question, then swore, having forgotten that most movement hurt in his current state. Painkillers were becoming a better option by the moment.

"he asked for it"

Joe finally admitted, after the pain had settled down, though, anyone who knew him would most likely come to the conclusion that it wasn't his opponent that had asked for it.

He appreciated not hearing a lecture from her about how he wasn't supposed to get into the fight in the first place. If he wanted such lectures, he was certain there were others who would be more than happy to give him such.

As she moved her hand through his hair, he lifted his hand up, reaching out to take her face in it and leaning forward to steal a kiss from her.

He had quite enjoyed the kiss, small as it was and had felt her energy build up, though had no idea why she pulled away.

He mumbled something uninteligable and finished his coffee then, ignoring the pain his body was in, frustrated that she had pulled back. He knew why she had pulled back, knew that what he was asking wasn't fair on her, but right now, couldn't care less.

The fight had left him out of it and her presence and touch had made him forget the wrongs he had done by her. For a brief moment, she had been with him as of old, only for him to destroy the moment.

He sighed as he got up, putting the cup on the counter, before punching the cupboard door, hurting only himself in the process. Facing the door he had just punched, he spoke a little clearer now.

"Go to him."

Joe knew that he could never give what she needed, never provide for her the way Jay could, even if he hated admitting it, anyone but him was a better choice for her and he had no right to interfeer in their relationship the way he had just done.