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[ Demon summoning was something simple for one who's grown though all these Era. And sometimes, a vampire grew... tired. Especially after basically everybody he cared for had vanished. Staff in his hands, blood of Voidsent (he knew Spoken Blood called stronger but he felt no desire to use that right now) spilled in his Summoning Circle, he was ready.

Of course, he wouldn't do this in the Waking Sands. No, he had retreated to his secret Manor, hidden in harsh fog. Having shed his makeup - having let his skin go back to pale grey - the vampire Scion had a grin on his face as he recited the spell. He had drawn a sigil he drew quite often, the incubus who he felt a long-drawn connection to - summoning him at the times where he needed somebody to trust and talk to. And gave payment of sex and food.

Not that he knew that the incubus had become his friend as well. ]

Demon of life and love, I call to thee, though halls of Desire. Hear thy call!

[ Incense burned around, soft smells bellowing though the halls. He was ready. The spell was cast. ]

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[Thancred heard the call. It was strong, and familiar... he knew who was summoning him. Pausing to say goodbye to the Warrior of Light, he excused himself out of the Rising Stones to wander to an isolated place in Mor Dhona... then letting the summoning pull him towards the caster.

And he arrived on his knees in the summoning circle, eyes towards the ground for the moment, waiting for the summoning sickness to fade away.]

You called for me, friend?

[ His expression shifted from his grin to a frown. ]

...You... came from this summon?

[ This is wrong. But he could not let panic enter his voice. He didn't know that he hadn't done wrong. But after a moment, he let his expression settle once more. ]

Let me see the sigil. [ He strolls into the circle - even though he knows that means that the demon - if this wasn't his dearest of allies though Eras and many years - would be able to claim him. Do whatever they wanted. ]

You called for me.

[He reaches up and pulls away the fabric covering his eye. There, the sigil shone, mirroring the one on the ground in the summoning circle. Besides that, he doesn't move, even when Urianger comes close to look at him.]

It's moved since last time.

...

[ There's silence. You managed to stun him into silence.

Until Urianger gives him a familiar hug. A longing hug, nudging at his neck with his head. ]

I always knew you were good at hiding, dear friend. Even your scent carries no taint. But how? Why did you not...

[ Tell him? He's been starving himself before this. ]

[He moves his head to the side, allowing his friend access to the vein there. He knew what was coming.]

Fear, mostly. I didn't want the others to overhear, too many listening ears everywhere.

But that talk later, you are hungry, are you not?

...We both feel the same fear, then.

[ He says gently, as he bit in - his fangs sliding in so gently. He'd done it so often before.

He knew that his dear friend liked him to grip and rub as he bit, as well. So his hands got to work, eyes closing. ]

[A groan left his lips as he felt the fangs break the skin. It was a feeling he never was used to... though this happened so much. He shifted to lean into his friend, knowing he would be weakened when he was done feeding, sighing as he felt the others hands move along his body.]

It is good to see you again.

[ As he eventually finished - the tainted demon blood turning his fangs a deep black for a moment - he moved to hold his dearest friend, to make sure he doesn't falter - moving a foot to smudge the circle, to let his demonic friend free reign.

Before giving the warmest smile he can give. ]

As it is with you. Shall I still call you by your current mortal name?

Please. I'm used to that name at this point. Should I call you by yours? [He goes to walk, but finds himself weaker than normal, leaning against Urianger more than he has in the past. Possibly effects of Flow, possibly the recent battle and visit to the Crystal.]

I may need to rest a while... I apologize.

I try not to shift names in a single life-- ah.

[ And that's when he lets him lean, beginning to lead him down the long lonely corridors towards the master bedroom. Long ago, he would have so many servants. But now, it's abandoned, except for him. ]

...I... understand. Tiredness should be expected - we can give your payment later~.

[ In other words, the sex. The food for the other. ]

[A chuckle as he's led down the corridors. He knows where they're heading... having been there many times before. And he lets the other continue.]

Will you stay with me while I rest? We have much to catch up on.

I would be a bad friend if I were to abandon you now. [ Though he could also be trapped in the sun again, if he were to truly leave. And that always hurts, having to regenerate after being turned to statue.

And his posture even seems happier. ] That we do - there is a lot I wonder about now. I'd not known you to choose to linger.

[ As they enter the master bedroom - one of the few rooms he kept well-kept - he couldn't help but focus his gaze on his demonic friend. ]

Minfilia. I got caught up. She's the only other who knew the truth. [He pauses in speaking as he removes his shoes and climbs into the bed, still fully clothed. He doesn't care right now.]

I wanted to make sure she achieved her goals. Became the woman who would lead. And I did.

...And now she shall someday return, even if it takes another Era. You did well, for one of Darkness.

[ He says, as he climbs on him... and begins to undress him. Mostly to get him comfortable. Beings like them... time was different for them. ]

But you would tell her, and not I? ...Did you not see though my disguise as Duskwight?

[He shifts enough to make it easier for him to undress him, settling back down when he's done. It is more comfortable.]

I didn't tell her... she discovered it. When she was younger, she found me fighting off some voidsent, in my real form.

Before you learned your blades better? [ He gently said, laying down next to him when it was done. ]

Mortal bonds are... amazing. Did she not hide from a demon? [ Though he has a little smile on his face. Removing his own vest and top, at least. ]

Yes. I was outnumbered and needed the power. So I shifted. [He moves to curl against his friend.]

Not when she realized who I was. Although, it may have helped that I collapsed and shifted back right after. She saw the entire process.

[ And Urianger curls around him, letting out a familiar purr. ]

I rarely battle - for I do not want to get into a situation such as that. But you were always reckless.

[ But he's begun to hold him a little closer, with his gentle voice. ] Something so private... at least it was simply her, and not anybody who'd try and abuse your strengths, friend. Fetters don't suit you.

I have always been glad for that. [He rests a hand against where Urianger's heart should beat, but knows he'll feel nothing.]

It could have ended up worse, but not so. Instead, she helped me home, and we discussed it. She was never really afraid.

[ There's a slight flinch - but that's just because he's used to Spoken trying to touch him there. He places one of his hands against the one against where his heart would have been, so long ago. ] If I'd known you were here... I may have done much more dangerous. Knowing we still have our bond, forevermore.

[ A pause, however. ] ...Did I ever come up, as you explained? The ancient guardian of knowledge. Or did you wish to simply speak of yourself? ...I've many questions. But we do have time to catch up.

Yes, you did. [Resting his head on his friend's shoulder, he continues.] As my longest friend. No secrets were shared.

Although, I think she wished to meet you. Someone who's known me since the first era.

Fore even Astral and Umbral were seen as cycles... [ he let out a sigh, looking so relaxed. ] If you'd explained, I think...

...I would have trusted her, as you do. Does it not feel odd? To trust those mortals so.

Mortal, but the word of the Mother. She was trustworthy as so. I think we both knew that though, somehow. [He sighs and wraps his arms tighter around Urianger.]

Give me a few minutes, then we can have a bit of fun.

...She will return. She promised as much.

You can rest for as long as you want, dearest friend. We have eternity - though I shall need to return to my disguised life. I was not ready to end this life.

[ Not when he feels others still want him. He still holds curiosity about the Warrior of Light, after all. ]

...But it remains fun for you? And here I wondered why you'd live as a flirt. Do you not worry about exposure? [ He says, as he then gives him a kiss on the forehead. ]

I know. It was... hard to let go. But, I was a father to her.

As for us, we are needed back there at some point. But not right now. I'm sure they'll call if they need me. [He reaches to tap his linkpearl.]

No, not as much as I used to. At this point, I've been around so much people will think any accusations of the truth? As rumors.

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