Gentleman by day, Philosopher by night.

OOC

Backtagging: Yes, I know life is a bitch and we can't all slam things out sometimes.
Threadhopping: Yes, so long as its appropriate
Fourthwalling: You're welcome to, but there's not much to fourth-wall with Matthew
Offensive subjects: Child abuse/sexual assault.

IC

Hugging this character: Yup!
Kissing this character: Yup!
Flirting with this character: Oh he'd love that, yes please.
Fighting with this character: Yes, with a healthy note of warning; Matthew is not without skills.
Injuring this character: Yes - Please note that woulds made by a normal person or weapon heal within a night. Supernatural wounds take significantly longer.
Killing this character: No. But if there's a good idea, I will consider it.
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: No. Being dead, I take the Angel/Buffy approach, where they're empty.
Anything else: Mind Matthew's temper, it can and will lead to aggressive action if he's rubbed the wrong way.

VAMPIRE ISSUES: PLEASE RESPOND TO THESE>

May Matthew:
Bite you?
Feed from you?
Influence your characters answers and inclination with his Presence or Awe?

Note: Matthew will eventually at some point encourage some form of drug use so he can feed off drugged blood, as is his Flaw.

Warnings: Matthew is a vampire who's addicted to drugs with a sometimes violent and murderous temper. There's a lot of warnings. Fire, blood, violence, language, suggestions of 'cannibalism' if you get that far into it with him (he ate his sire's heart)

Blaine may not have been a ghoul anymore, but he was still an agent of Matthew. An extension of his power. The dynamic between them hadn't changed much since the blonde's Embrace. It was still sex, blood, and love that swirled between them with a healthy dose of diabetic affection. Matthew's hand was still stayed and softened by the blonde's presence, which was lucky for all until you crossed that line. When that happened, sometimes Blaine became that hard edge that was dispatched to take care of problems.

Tonight he was playing that role and it had cost him a lot of blood. He was driving back on his motorcycle, everything passing by in a blur even to his enhanced vision. He had reported to Matthew that it was complete and when asked if he was alright, Blaine had to admit he was far lower on blood than he should be and barely holding on. There was a pause and then Matthew answered, "I'll get Joslin to handle it."

After that Blaine just concentrated on riding.

Blaine pulled up to the gate and through it as he'd been expected and it had opened. He zoomed up the drive and into the garage with barely any space to clear over his head. He was *hungry* and there was a heartbeat so close by. His eyes were being taken over by the monstrous hunger inside and when the door opened it didn't matter who it was. He was by his motorcycle dropping his helmet on the floor and the next moment he had flashed over and wrenched the neck of that sweet heartbeat sideways to expose the pulse to his open mouth.

Hot copper filled his mouth and his moan was just as orgasmic as his victim as he sank to his knees, taking the body with him, cradling it possessively and yet so gently. When he pulled his mouth back, it took him a minute of tenderly licking his lips and wiping the blood from his chin before he really felt like himself again. A long sigh of contentment left him before he looked down to move the body off of him.

The blood he'd just ingested ran cold and a lead weight knocked him in the chest and landed in the pit of his stomach.

A strangled noise left him as the sandy blonde hair framed a pale face slack in death. "Joslin," he whispered out, and his face crumpled into pain. His hand ran over his skin and his eyes wandered over the body. "Damnit, why were you here?" He should have known not to come. He had told Matthew what state he was in. No one should have been there except whatever victim he was suppose to-

-and a cold realization bloomed in his chest. It redoubled the pain he felt along with the quick burning Brujah rage. He had been used. This was Matthew's way to get what he wanted and he didn't want to do it himself. Blaine cursed under his breath but he couldn't let this be the end for Joslin and their Prince knew that. The blonde lifted his arm to his mouth and ripped open a gash that bled only briefly before closing up again, but it was long enough. He tilted the lolling neck back and let the blood drip into the now open mouth.

"I'm sorry for not asking," he murmured and watched the shiver of life suddenly go through the body in his lap. Eyes popped open, shocked and bewildered. He remembered it so well, his first awakening, and he made a promise to himself to give Matthew a punch right to his pretty face...

...as soon as he took care of the hunger that was quickly taking over Joslin's handsome face.

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Blaine meant a lot to Matthew as a lover and companion alone but there was no denying how the blond influenced the court and how the raven haired Prince ruled. The area had done better for it, really, since Blaine balanced out the horrid temper and sometimes sulky, aggressive attitude, and while Matthew normally tended to his own matters, the rare one did require Blaine's more even head.

Of course, while Blaine had been nothing short of an amazing force of light and love, (ironic, considering), Matthew wasn't dumb enough to think that the former hitman would be enough. He needed his retainers too - Well, one of them anyway. Maurice was due to retire in a few weeks, what would he do then? Too old to turn, to fondly held to kill; Matthew could only set him up in a comfortable place so he could die peacefully. Joslin, however, was a different story.

He remembered Joslin's rejection of his offers before - No, Matthew, I will die old and in my bed, or young and in a fight, but I was born human, I will die human - and he's tried to respect it for as long as he could. Joslin was just as important and closely held as Maurice or Blaine, but Matthew would have him. Some part of him mourned the life of the Russian that he could hear fading from the garage, only a wall away, but he was reassured by reminding himself of everything that Joslin had instead.

Power. A place next to him. A family; the same one he'd been a part of for years. The man would adjust. They all adjusted.

Perhaps Matthew should have been more considerate in choosing who let that sexy axe fall, but Blaine was the only one. He wouldn't have Joslin turned by someone he didn't influence or control. The man meant too much. They both did. It might take them a while, but he and his delusions were sure they'd come around to eventually forgiving him.

And in the end, Matthew was still the only one that got what he wanted.

It had been months since Blaine and Matthew had reconciled and months on top of that acclimating the tall blond to the world again. A new world that was always shrouded in darkness and lit by neon, one that pulsed with a deafening sound of all the bodies they had to move through from one end of the dance floor to another.

Blaine had learned the rules. When you were in someone's Haven, you behaved, lest they turn their power and anger on you. The Masquerade was to be kept. The Sabbat and their ideas of ruling the world from darkness properly painted as antagonistic and very dangerous to the Camilla society as a whole. Blaine was very nearly ready.

There was only one other rite of passage that a fledging had to take, and Blaine wouldn't be doing that one by the book. Not when his Master was the Prince of the area.

Court was set up in differing places across LA. There were plenty of warehouses controlled, plenty of basements to be remolded into a more fitting image for them. It was a place like this that Blaine was left outside of, with instructions to go down through the service lift. Matt had given him vague instructions before and a Masquerade mask to put on after he was accepted.

"You may laugh at it, but we're very fond of the traditions that we've taken. They mean a lot and not just to me. Mind yourself. Mind where you are. Mind what you say. And make me proud."

Of course, Matthew was no where to be found up here and Joslin and Maurice knew better then to let any of Matthew's cats out of his bag before he was ready.

Once Blaine did make his way down, the set of double doors he would find himself standing in front of opened to a wide room, filled with the russle of skirts and shift of silk. They were crowed around the edges of the room, peering through their own masks that hid their faces, and what they were. Matthew would be found elevated above the rest of them, languidly sitting in his high backed and ornate chair, dressed to the nines with his own gold mask. He looked godlike and utterly untouchable, and remained totally still as the whole room waited for Blaine to make his entrance.

Dorian Carver »Vampire : The Masquerade [somepartsbroken] ● [Throne of Shadows] Matthew's Nephew and only Family, Alexander is his right hand and best friend. Their relationship has stayed just as strong in the multiverse. Partner in Crime until Dawn. "I wouldn't be who I was, if not for him." [♬]	Selene York »Vampire : The Masquerade [nott_caine] ● [Throne of Shadows] Selene has been one of Matthew's long time reoccurring lovers. The only one who knows him better is Dorian. Though they fight, she and the memories that come with her are very dear to Matt. "A beautiful desert rose that keeps finding her way back to me." [♬]
Diana Abel »Vampire : The Masquerade [diana-abel] ● [Throne of Shadows] Diana is Selene's sister and hates Matthew for how he's treated Nott over the years. Things in Nifilheim have not made that hate any softer. "Who knew one suggestion could follow a guy around this long?" [♬]	Glinda the Good »Wicked [itwasrhetorical] ● [Throne of Shadows] Glinda has been a live saving friend since Matthew has met her, providing him with his vices, good company, and a willing heartfelt ear. When Nott was taken, Glinda was a much needed friend and every conversation cements that. "The Lady Glinda is as beautiful as she is kind. My time here is better for having met her." [♬]
Blaine Thorps »Original Character [strategic-guile] ● [Throne of Shadows] Having met in the wyld, Matt and Blaine fell immediatly into bed together... and havn't exactly gotten out. Close friends with intesnse benifits, Blaine leaves Matthew off balence and there's something about the man that he can't get rid of."We're too much like each other. Beautiful cocky bastard." [♬]	Charlotte Howard »Original Character [inlovewiththedarkness] ● [Throne of Shadows] Charlotte is a vampire just like Matthew, and it was her cool surperiour nature that hid the monster underneath that drew these two vampires into a friends with casual benifits relationship. He wishes he understood her better, but knows that pain lies under mystery. "My kind of Lady, when we're not talking about blood shed. And those hands." [♬]
Noah Miller »Original Character [heatedup] ● [Throne of Shadows] A fire elemental from Texas, Matt and Noah met in the city of An-Teng. After ending up in bed together, they've been slowly building an actually relationship. Matthew likes him, having dubbed him his 'bright boy' and is looking forward to understanding the man better."Hellva fucker, hellva a fighter." [♬]	Kurt Hummel »Glee [rumchocolatesouffle] ● [Throne of Shadows] Kurt and Matt met in the Wylds too, and much like many of his other friends, fell into bed with him. After a misunderstanding that got Matthew injured, they didn't talk for a while, but are now repairing the relationship that started rockily. "Kurt's a good guy. A little innocent and naive, but he'll learn and be just as fantastic." [♬]
Erik Lehnsherr »X-Men: First Class [perfers-magneto] ● [Throne of Shadows] Erik and Matt met under unfortunate circumstances (in the form of Matthew attacking him) but after their tiff was dealt with, the men find themselves circling a very wary relationship founded on era understanding and philosophical conversation. Erik intrigues Matt. "Stiff, but understandably so. He'll be a good man in total, one day." [♬]	Charles Xavier »X-Men: First Class; Days of Future Past [lookingforhope] ● [Throne of Shadows] Charles and Matt's CR started with one addict pleading help from another and it's continued that way since. Charles has been a vital source of drugged blood for Matthew, not to mention an interesting conversation, watching the friendship dynamic between the Telepath and Erik. He genuinely likes Charles and hopes that he'll still come around when he doesn't need a hit. "They say a mind is a dangerous place. I say wear kid gloves and courage; there's still help to be given." [♬]
Kate Cordello »X:Men - Comics [katerrifically] ● [Throne of Shadows] Matt and Kate met at a fish fry in the Wyld and still periodically see each other. He enjoys their conversations and the fact that they're nothing anywhere near serious. He'd bed her again just as easily as go for a walk. "A sweetly and secretly devilish woman; she quite surprised me." [♬]	Caius Vitale »Highlander:Original Character [solus-unus] ● [Throne of Shadows] Nearly 2000 years old, Caius and Matt met in the Wylds through Dorian and since then have become close friends. The Immortal's healing powers is something that makes him a primary and vital person to Matt, as he can eat his full and not risk killing anyone. Matthew enjoys the range of Caius's experience and takes his advice and words seriously. "His age makes him wise, his curse makes him strong and his heart and soul keeps him young. I have quite a lot of respect for him." [♬]
Helena 'HG' Wells »Warehouse 13 [feellikeibelong] ● [Throne of Shadows] Matthew met HG through one simple misconception: That she was the same as the vampire that carried such aristocratic features. Despite his misunderstanding, he's enjoyed every conversation he's had and feels a kinship to her through a London that he used to know. Her dress picking skills are also fabulous. "I'd like to talk to her more, when I'm perhaps not asking a favor of some kind from her." [♬]	Gaila of Orion »Star Trek Reboot [freebitchbaby] ● [Throne of Shadows] Gaila is something like Matthew has never seen. He hasn't talked to her enough to know anything more then her pheromones, but he knows she's smart as a whip and strong - his kind of lady. "I never knew Green could be that sexy." [♬]
Lydia Martin »Teen Wolf [fivethreestrawberryblonde] ● [Throne of Shadows] Matt and Lydia met through the unfortunate circumstances between the vampire and Kurt Hummel. Since then, Lydia and Matt have become friends and she's slowly stepping into the shoes of councilor between Matthew and Blaine. Matt is protective of her. "For someone so young, she's amazingly bright and quick witted. She's beyond her years." [♬]	Natasha Romanoff »MCU [iwasrussian] ● [Throne of Shadows] Matthew and Natasha have only recently met but the Russian's nature and beauty is very drawing and Matthew is eager to see more of her. "Maia is an interesting one. And she knows how to play a game or two - always a plus." [♬]
Scar »Full Metal Alchemist [envy-the-sinners] ● [Throne of Shadows] Matt and Scar have only met twice and while the first meeting was during a sexy moment between Matt and Blaine but their second meeting went well. He's interested in what kind of man Scar is. "His face doesn't move much, but there's intelligence in those eyes." [♬]	Cuthbert Allgood »The Dark Tower [ka-mai] ● [Throne of Shadows] "Bert is a smart and level headed guy. I don't know if warrior is the right word - Gunslinger seems to incorporate it all. Good sense of humor and I like his views." [♬]
Lust »FMA [a-sin-for-him] ● [Throne of Shadows] Matthew and Lust have talked once, but the idea of a Radio show was brought around and it's something he'll pursue if it comes up again. He doesn't know her, but the idea of working in some form of theater excites him. "Who would say no to telling stories?" [♬]

Credit to tookthestars

CONTENT WARNING: Violence, dismemberment, Fire, mention of Child Death

( Tonight will be the end. )

Year? Who cares. Location : Georgia House
Timeline: Outside streams; full current knowledge.

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Matt walked in and slung his coat over the couch.

"NEPHEW!" he roars happily, like a boar through the house. "COME, I'VE HAD AN IDEA ABOUT YOUR ARTIST FRIEND." Oh, an idea he had.