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Damien smirked, "Yeah, he is a Coven member, too. As for the things I do for you I expect gratitude, but not respect. You can give your respect to whomever you wish that doesn't have control over you. I could care less if you disrespect me because in a sense I already own you. It's like buying new furniture for a house. I do things for you to make you and myself look better." Okay so he wasn't being truthful at all. He actually cared about Vari and he would feel lost without her after two years of her being his Familiar he felt almost as though life could not exist without her. A bucket of ice was rushed in and set on the table the wine bottle was then uncorked and set in the ice. "May I take your order now, sir?" Damien nodded to the guy with a cruel smirk, "Yes, I want the lamb and the marinated olives. She will have the lamb as well and seared foie gras." The waiter nodded and quickly left without question. Damien poured the wine and set it back in the bucket leaning back with his ankle propped on his knee.

Damien smirked looking at Variel, "What will you have to drink?" He said plainly but was unable to ignore her remark. "Are you saying that my home isn't high class enough for you? I gave you a room out of hospitality and kindness. I didn't trust you before because I saw you as mortal. You may be no witch but you are no mortal either." Damien pointed out as Josh came back with the best house wine and a tray of four wine glasses two filled with ice cold water and the other two empty for wine. "Thank you, Josh, I expect the wine to be set on ice. We will then give you our order in five minutes." The waiter referred to as Josh was in fact a guy name kyle according to his name tag, but no one questioned or challenged the owner.

((gtg))

Damien nodded as he got out, "I thought it might be a treat to you to live high class rather than from the workers side of things. Come on, food and drinks is on the house. We can go back in the private VIP section." he said taking her hand and locking their fingers together as he walked to the door and held it open for her to pass in. They were immediately greeted by a frantic server who was shocked to see the owner at such an early hour. The place was pretty much dead until nine. "The VIP section Josh. Don't stand around we expect service to be excellent." Damien walked Vari to the back and sat down offering a seat beside of him.

((post at the lounge.))

((post at the lounge.))

Damien raised an eyebrow, "I could say the same about you. As far as reward goes. you took a risk for me and I respect that. I'm showing my gratitude to your loyalty. Given my emotional change...that empathy link goes both ways." He said plainly as he backed the car up and started driving toward Devereux Lounge. Damien turned the radio up and One Day/Reckoning Song by Asaf Avidan came on. He started driving and they were pulling into the lot before any conversation could stir.

Damien smiled, "Come on...I'll treat you to a night on the town. You earned it." he wrapped his arm around her and lead her outside after wiping the doorknob off with his jacket. He then opened the passenger side door for her and walked back to the driver side. "I'll drive." He waited for her to get in and smirked rather happy that she wasn't afraid of him and that she wasn't going to let him die. Vari was apart of this now and he trusted her to keep it quite. If the Coven killed him she would die, but in her own emotions he felt it was more than self-preservation for her. It was off for him because he never truly cared for anyone but hismelf. Sure eh cared for Vari and hsi siblings, but he was always number one. He felt off abotu her emotions ebcuase it felt like she cared for him.

Damien held his chest in pain and stretched out a hand grasping the man's blood and ripping it from his pores. Then a bright light floated up from his mouth. Damien leaped feeling new life in the death itself. He leaned in kissing the man or so it seemed as he sucked the light in. He exhaled looking as young and fit as ever once more. He smirked with a smile as the blood flowed back into his body. "I can't risk anyone thinking it was me because I'm the only one the Coven knows to be able to control blood. He stood seeming calm and collected, but in his eyes a new light gleamed. He seemed to be radiating with power again, but darkness was still in his aura. He was clearly dark and evil on the inside with the love and joy to kill and extinguish the fire of life. He then moved the blood around in the guys body as the bruising from the punch vanished slowly. He went into the guys kitchen and found a box of toothpicks. He broke one in half and laid a piece beside the body and forced the other half into the guys throat rather harshly. "He choked." He said sounding almost sad for the guy, but clearly it was an act. "Let's get out of here...I'm hungry." He said with a cold and cruel smirk on his lips. He took Variel's hand quickly and pulled her to him so he could kiss her. He bit her lip slightly making it bleed tasting her blood. "You have no sign of fear...your blood taste sweet." he smirked.

very well your claim will be voided.

Damien nodded, "Go...I will be behind you." He said as he opened his car door. His hands were growing age spots already. He felt his hair thinning and his skin starting to loosen into wrinkles. He shook a bit trying to get out of the car and once he did he seemed a bit out of breath. He frowned looking at Variel a bit frightened now. "We have to hurry. I use too much power. It will drain me before we get the job done if we don't act now!" He said warningly. He moved toward the door and awaited Variel to knock.

Hayley has left the group High Priestess is up for grabs once again.

Those with a deadline position will have their characters in approval within the day. Should they fail to do so their claims will be omitted.

All Collabs with Hayley will need to be reworked. Hayley has abandoned the group due to real life complications, unfortunately.

Sorry to see you leave Hayley.

Fiend, unfortunately, no matter the circumstances I gave everyone the same amount of time all claims that have not been put into approval within the day will be taken down. I'm sorry to hear about your mother and I hope the exams went well. Forgive any inconveniences that this may have caused, but rules are rules. I am no longer allowing any mroe time on characters past their dates.

((gtg sorry))

Damien smirked, "I like how you take safety precautions before we go on to murder someone." He seemed to be trying his best to look strong and healthy even to someone who already knew he was weak and ill. He sat up not wearing his seatbelt, but what was new. He allowed her to drive to the male Witches home that would be his next claimed victim. He was feeling his heart pulse for the kill. It felt as though it was pounding out of control desiring to feed on a soul. His blood was boiling for a chance to feel such power again.

Damien frowned struggling to get up, "Not funny." He gave her a very serious look. He sat the wine glass down after downing it quickly. He moved to the door feeling lightheaded and dizzy so much that he couldn't think. "Perhaps, we move along a bit more quickly. I won't have the strength to kill him soon and my organs will start to fail." He explained as he walked out the door grabbing a jacket as he felt chills. He was wearing his long trench coat and no shirt. He made it to the car and inthe back of the trunk he grabbed a pair of black suit pants. He struggled to get the passenger door open and realized eh forgot the keys in the kitchen. He pressed the ignition and the car failed to start by hsi powers. "Get the keys from the kitchen counter." He said blandly.

yes

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