Drinking with Strangers

[rockandrollvampire]

There are so many places one could visit in the Nexus that choosing can be a daunting ask for any newcomer.

Unless you're an immortal with a drinking problem habit. Then the choice is easy.

The Nexus is the textbook definition of 'choice overload' and any normal human would struggle with how decisively Toby is able to locate and settle in at the nearest bar whenever he steps through his portal. Being a vampire can be useful, and this is one of the few times that Toby will admit to that fact.

Alcohol, lots of alcohol, is very necessary for him at all times right now. Sobriety is the enemy of a heartbroken man and today is a day when it seems to dog him despite his best efforts, hence coming to the Nexus to rid himself of it.

The bar itself is nondescript, nothing special by any stretch of anyone's imagination. It has exactly enough space for the bar counter with a dozen seats and two small tables in front of that. Posters of bands and pictures of movie stars not from Toby's version of Earth plaster the walls, but that doesn't really matter to the vampire. So long as the gnome behind the counter keeps pouring something akin to whiskey into a glass for him, he'll make do.

"Barkeep, another. Please." Toby sighs heavily as he leans his elbows on the bar. He balances his empty rocks glass on the bottom edge as he waits impatiently for the tiny woman to finish up her conversation with another patron and pour his drink. This is the most sober he's been in months and he really needs that to stop now. The thoughts that come with a lack of alcohol in his system suck.

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[sweetcandygirl]

If Toby thinks he is pale --- Gus takes it to a whole new level. As his clothes are torn off, more and more of that ghostly pale skin is revealed. The other man is lean, with tones muscles. And no visible scars on his skin.

And there is a dagger belt hanging at his hip, and he chuckles lowly. He pins both of Toby's hands for a moment, while letting the dagger belt drop to the ground.

But there is one dagger left in Gus' deft fingers. And he runs the blade up Toby bare skin, with another low chuckle.

"Oh. Sweetheart. Screams that are earned are so much sweeter."

CW for this one as well >>;

[rockandrollvampire]

This. Is. Crazy.

Why, again, does he not care? Why does this feel like it's going to be so much... fun?

He grabs hold of Gus' wrist, pinning the flat of the blade against his skin as he tugs the man in for another hard kiss. He cringes briefly in pain as the movements of his body cause the dagger to leave a long slit in his skin along its edge. Having recently fed (though admittedly on something that was very much not normal for him), a small amount of blood flows from the wound and down the length of Toby's body. But honestly? Other than the pain, it's hardly anything to be noticed.

"Slice all you want, but no stabbing," he says firmly between a bit of laughter. This so isn't funny, but God is it going to be good and so worth the need to go out from a proper vampiric meal after this. "Stab wounds are Hell to heal from, and we've no time for that now."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Oh Toby, darling, this is a beginning of a beautiful relationship." Gus grinned. He leans down to lick the blood off Toby's chest. It felt exhilarating to be able to be as wild as he wanted to be. And to have such a wonderful participating partner to explore the darkness with.

[Fade to black]