Arista

[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

Ryanair relaxed after a few moments and watched as Clara remained still, his head tilting as an sea filled his mind. Kieran most of had an inkling because he rose and easily plucked the glass from her fingers, his free arm gesturing to the empty seat beside Ryanair.

“If you don't mind me asking this...do you like music?” The blonde rose and paused when a hand fell on his head, a snort escaping his lips when Kieran gently squeezed bearer releasing. He understood and moved to the door, pulling it open and stepping out into the hallway. He made a left and paused three steps away from the open door as he thought, he hadn't been in this mansion for awhile so his mental map was sketchy.

Where would it be…

His eyes widened and a grin spread across his freshers when he remembered it's location, his feet carrying him forward in a near run. The blond had thought he'd never see in instrument after he'd died and come back as a vampire, he was surprised when Kieran presented him with his most beloved treasure a few years later. Reaching the end of the hallway, Ryanair runs his fingers along the walls on either side of him and a moment later he hears a faint click. He steps back as the wall before him shifts, and a new staircase that leads to the basement is presented to him. He takes a moment to pat the wooden banister softly before continuing down them, his feet guiding him right when he reaches the bottom step. This part of the house wasn't that grand since it only consisted of a cellar, a music room and an indoor garden. Ryanair loved it just as much and soon found a set of double doors that led into the music room, pushing them open he steps inside and moves to where the grand piano sits.

The room is dusty and Ryanair has to blink at the sudden brightness that assaults his eyes, he doesn't stop however until he reaches a wooden door. He pulls it open and wrinkles his nose when a cloud of dust wafts into his face, he pays it no mind as he reaches inside and grabs the case that sits on the second shelf. This wasn't a closet but it wasn't large either, and by the other cased instruments that lined the other two shelves Ryanair felt a smirk twitch his lips up.

”A storage room then” His mind echoed Kieran’s murmured words from years back, the blonde shook his head and closed the door behind him. He exited the room then with a last glance at the covered piano, he'd have to visit here and start cleaning it up. Resolved with a plan, the blonde closed the doors and made his way back to the stairs. Reaching the top he stepped forward and continued walking, knowing full-well the door would slide shut once more. He reached the room and found Kieran seated in his vacant seat with a confused-looking Clara seated beside him.

“You don't have to leave I…” Finding the lack of words irritating, he lifted the case and offered a small smile. He set it on the bed and unzipped the case, his right hand flexing while his left and lifted the top portion away. Nestled within was a black violin, the first gift his sire had given him. The blonde reached for the crimson-wooden bow and easily fitted his fingers where they belonged. His left hand reached for the violin and removed it from its resting place, his smile widening as he held in in his hands.

Without another word, Ryanair lifted both bow and instrument and began to play. Even after all this time it was still in tune, he didn't even notice when he sat on the bed. The room filling with the notes he played, his eyes closing as it allowed it to fill him.

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

He moved on pure instinct then.

Ryanair found himself on his feet and wrapping Clara in a hug, Kieran joining them a moment later. The blonde wasn't even sure why he'd hugged his sire's other fledgling, and truth be told he was scared out of his mind.

Would she lash out?

Would the small..whatever it was they'd had be broken because of the hug?

I'm dead. I'm a dead-dead man. Why did I even- He didn't even finish the thought before Kieran was moving away and Ryanair doing the same. The blonde looked down to the carpet and tried to swallow the fear that closed his throat, his hands reaching up to grip his shirt. “I-I-erm…” Even words failed him as he backed away away and plopped heavily on his chair, his eyes catching Keiran nearly falling on the bed. The other male's face was pale and Ryanair wasn't sure if it was due to the incident or his wounds, he really didn't want to move. Why had they done that?

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Lye finished setting the now dry dishes in their respective places, her attention moving to where Wolff sat with Evian and Ynez. Isabella and Esther were in the living room and the silence left the Mage with nervous energy filling her body. The wolves hadn't done much aside from eating and that was a warning sign as any, Lye knew the others -aside from Clara and Christian- knew to be wary. Pushing off of the counter she made her way to Wolff’s side, her steps seeming to echo in the quiet room. Neither wolf moved from their reclined position, both seeming relaxed if for their utter stillness.

Lye wasn't even sure they were breathing.

“Ynez- we have to hold a ceremony-” Wolff stated with a hard edge to his voice Lye knew wasn't good, she noted his hands were clenched on his knees. Neither female moved and Lye felt the air thicken with something she couldn't place, her attention shifting when she feels a cool breeze lap at her fingers. Her eyes blinked and with little thought she released a burst of magic that had Vox’s magic faded in an instant, a soft snort snapped her attention to the ceremony-planning.

Evian was slowly shifting, her form slowly rising as she sat up. Lye blinked in surprise when the werewolf shook her form out before leaving the room, Ynez still seemingly asleep on the floor. Wolff and Lye share a look when the Beta returns with a tome in her jaws and a determined set of her shoulders. Lye reached for the book and set it on the table, her eyes scanning the title before opening it. It was a book on Werewolves and the Mage found her interest grabbed.

It was a silent permission to start planning and both, joined by Isabella and Esther began pouring over the pages.

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

“”That explains it and I remember ‘waking up’? I guess at one point I felt heavy and couldn't remember past when we went to find the Mage…” Ryanair remained silent and listened instead, he didn't move until arms wrapped around him. The blonde jerked and stilled completely when long black strands of hair obscured his vision, the familiar scent of pine and sea-water that belonged to Kieran filling his nose.

I have to move on but… Thankfully Kieran released him and leaned back until he was seated on the floor, whether he could move or not was debatable. The blonde didn't raise his head and after a bit he'd relaxed slightly, when Kieran sighed the blonde tensed once more.

“I owe you an apology parvulus, I didn't...I wasn't myself.” Kieran began, his voice soft and sincere. The blonde opened his eyes and peered at the man from above his folded knees, the crystal was still in his hand and he was looking down. “I also owe you an apology as well Clara, I haven't been the best since we talked and I'm sorry for that.” Ryanair blinked in half surprise and half to keep his eyes open, he really felt tired now but with the male's admittance he felt tension fill the air.

How would she take it?

Lash out of snarl like she'd been doing?

He wondered briefly if he could just sleep here as he was, Ryanair didn't think he had the strength to move. His chest warming at the soft nickname the man had begun calling him after his transformation, he didn't relax but it did fill his chest with warmth instead of numbness.

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

“So I've apparently gotten the illness and happened to harm one of my fledgling’s? I highly doubt-” Ryanair rose to his feet and without hesitation, he slipped his shirt over his head. The marks were mostly gone but they still lingered on his skin, the blonde moved forward and tilted his head to show them off. He lifted his free hand -he'd left the bottle beside the chair- and pointed to each one, though he never actually touched them.

“Wanna see your old room? Have you even noticed this room difference then the other you've been in? You see the crystal in your hand? It's a present from Lye so don't lose it.” A lie but he didn't need to know that, he noticed Clara's tensing at the burst of coldness but said nothing. It was just a burst from Lye to help the crystals she'd surrounded the house with, Ryanair focused on Kieran when the other male moved as of to stand.

“I-the fuck-” The blonde stilled but didn't move as he rolled his head to show the other side, his right hand tightening on his shirt. After a moment more of silence Ryanair slipped his shirt back on and moved back to his seat, distance felt better then being close to him. Sitting down he brought his knees up to his chest and rested his chin on them, his long blonde bangs hiding his face as he leans his head downwards.

He was really tired.

“The wolves might have had an inkling but didn't say anything lest they draw attention to it and drama ensue. In the end it came to an end this morning when we found all but two dead and you pierced with silver rods, somehow none of us awoke and that's why Lye’s been absent for a few days.” His voice filled the silence and he could hear the dullness of it, his arms tightening around his knees.

The silence from below wasn't helping and he knew Wolff was probably trying to get either wolf to shift back. The others were probably around and in reality Ryanair wanted to curl up and let his eyes fall shut. Kieran’s silence was alarming and Ryanair focused on the bond and found it just as silent, he couldn't let himself relax yet with the possibility of the other lashing out.

Not yet.

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

At the others soft words, Ryanair felt his walls crashing and his lips parted to speak.

“You've been out of it for weeks and you started feeding on me and soon it wasn't even for that. I had marks all over my neck and shoulders and didn't come near you and everyone kept their distance and then Wolff found out why and then this happened and-” His breath left him and the blonde found his knees buckling, thankfully he'd been close to a chair and managed to sit himself down. “-You were injured and the wolves were slaughtered except for Ynez and Evian and no one woke up during any of it.” He finished in a breathless voice, his fingers clenching in his lap. His gaze left the floor and focused on Clara's glass, he lifted himself up and reached for the cabinet beside the door. Opening the doors he tugged out a small bottle of wine and rose to his feet, he ignored his sire in favor of offering the female a refill.

“I-wait-what ” Kieran stated after a moment, Ryanair swallowed and filled Clara's glass before moving back to his chair. He felt tired now and how could he not? Sleep hadn't been forthcoming for the past few days.

“I basically became a chew toy as well as a blood-sack until Wolff found out and suggested I have a separate room and lock the door.” He stated with his gaze focused on the brown bottle in his hands, his tone was snappy and harsh. His eyes blinked when he felt a gust of frigid air and he glanced up and out the window, a white and black-striped blur passing by had him relaxing. It must of been a burst of magic to keep the crystals working, leaning his head back the blonde closed his eyes and tried to block out the flurry of emotions filling him.

And now how was he going to react? Ryanair didn't open his eyes but took comfort in Clara's close presence.

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

As they neared the door, the blonde found his determination and courage fading. He wasn't easily frightened or really startled by much, though the concept of facing his sire and telling him what he'd done was frightening. His throat felt dry and he swallowed thickly, his feet pausing before the barrier between the man who'd saved him.

How should he do this?

Go inside and snarl it? Or demand he listen and then say it? Or should he-

Without realizing it, Ryanair’s hand unconsciously opened the door. At Clara's words he offered a nod and stepped inside, his whole body tensing at the sight before him. Kieran was sitting up and had his head in his hands, the bandages covering his wounds were lightly stained with red. The blonde let go of Clara and moved forward with way and measured steps, until he was standing beside the nightstand. He set the plate down and swallowed to gather the courage he'd need, his hands curling into fists at his sides.

“Oh- Ryanair? Clara? What do y-” Kieran began but Ryanair cut him off with a sharp shake of his head. He saw his sire's hand reach for him out of the corner of his eye, he jerked back and moved to the seats in front of the window. He took a moment to glance outside and will his heart to slow, turning to face his sire he offers a fake smile.

“I wanted to talk to you about something.” He offered almost pleasantly, the only indication of his nerves was his hands that gripped the fabric of his shirt from behind. Kieran blinked and shifted slowly until he was cross-legged in the middle of his bed, Ryanair paused and scanned the bandages once more. Instinct had him wanting to check them, while his mind demanded he began speaking. His sire didn't say anything except nod, the blonde bit his lip and lowered his gaze to the carpeted-ground.

How should I begin? His mind pleads and Ryanair finches on the inside at the child-like voice, his own voice. He willed the panic to fade and mentally counted to six, his mind slowly returning to the present and the task at hand.

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

He knew he was taking a chance by offering Clara his arm, hell he was.half expecting her to refuse. He noted the hesitation but said nothing as her arm met with his own, he hid his small smile behind his blonde hair. He led them forward and thought idly that it was about time he cut it, he never could stand long hair.

“I'll just stop by the kitchen to drop this off, mind waiting by the stairs while I do?” His words were soft as if he feared being heard, that wasn't the case this time and Ryanair didn't really question it. She was older than he in vampire years -whether that was true was to be seen- and the bond with his sire had him asking instead of offering. She was in a sense his older sister and while he wasn't one to simply follow orders if anyone were to suggest them, he did understand rank and the power that came with it. True she'd been mean and downright intolerable when they'd first met, but he didn't -couldn't rather- hold a grudge against her. They were kin and as such he understood why she had been like that, in a way he was just a replacement that took her rightful spot. Nearing the kitchen he squeezed her arm once softly before letting go and entering, no one seemed to notice and with little effort his now cold food was stored in the fridge and he himself was grabbing another plate.

“Kieran hasn't eaten yet has he?” Wolff’s gruff voice sounded from behind him, the blonde merely hummed and offered the plate in his hands in answer.

“I'll take him this if that's fine, he was asleep and didn't seem well enough yet to come down.” His tone was light and conversational, he only used it when he was either uncomfortable or lying. This time however it was neither case, he wanted to keep the Healer and others from going to the second floor. The conversation he was about to have was just for the three of them, Ryanair noticed Lye glance up from her plate and arch a brow. “He's fine just tired and healing.” He offered her with a smile he forced across his features, both Wolff and Lye accepted and returned to their conversation. Swallowing and quickly refilling the plates for Evian and Ynez, he exits and makes his way to the staircase.

The next set of events might very well test the limit of his courage. Thankfully he had someone who even if she didn't speak, could offer silent support. That thought alone had him relaxing as he neared his destination, re-offering his arm to Clara when he nears her.

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

“Nunc dolor potest ducere ad sanationem” Left his lips as her words filled his ears. He knew she had a point and thinking back to how he'd become a vampire, the pain Kieran had caused wasn't as bad. He also underwood why she was the way she was, the blonde felt a budding connection to the female at his side. “I'd rather let him deal with the ceremony while we discuss with Kieran of that's fine.” He'd easily accepted her offer, not quite sure why but wanting her to be there.

In truth when he'd first woken up all those years ago and found his wounds healed, he had questioned the man who sat beside his bed. He felt the fever and agony filling his body but had only one thing on his mind. Why hadn't he died? He reflected on the memories he shared after finishing the transformation, his first steps without pain filling his body.

“Shall we?” He asked after a moment, shaking his head and turning on his heel. The room was warm and Ryanair wanted to do this before the ceremony was held, it was only polite to attend since he knew the wolves that had passed. His gaze turned to his forgotten plate and a wrinkle of his nose showed his annoyance, he knew better than to grab food it he wasn't going to eat. Reaching for it and taking it in hand, he moves towards the door and opens it. His free arm held out for Clara to take if she wanted to, his ears listening to the silence of the house.

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

He'd allowed his mind to wander when he entered the silent room, the warm plate in his hands discarded on the nearby table with little care for the food on it. He stood before the still water and watched his reflection as it stared back at him, his eyes slipping shut a moment later. He shouldn't be afraid of his own sire, hell his instincts were telling him to go check on the other. The blonde just...couldn't however, no matter how much he wanted to. Living with the male had given him a sense of security, and to suddenly have the very same male that rescued him...harm him…

A shudder he couldn't stop rippled down his body. He remembered that night all too long ago when he'd been left for dead, his could he forget? It had led him to the man that would change his life. At the sound of spot footsteps and the faint smell of floral shampoo, Ryanair blinked his eyes and focused on the figure behind him. At Clara's first words his lips parted to answer, after her next question he found himself hesitating.

He was scared.

Angry that he was scared.

Confused.

Angry that he was even questioning his sire.

His teeth grit hard as he tried to quell the turmoil happening within, his head lifting to face the vampire now at his side. Ryanair blinked and swallowed, his fingers clenching and unclenching at his sides as he thought. The fact that she was asking meant she cared on some level, and right now Ryanair wanted nothing more than to calm his churning mind.

“He's fine, asleep maybe. And as for me...I'm dealing I suppose. I went to check on him and all but ran out of the room when he noticed I wasn't comfortable standing there, I guess I can't really blame him for what he's feeling.” His right hand reaching up to rub absently at his chest, even now with his feelings like they were he could still feel Kieran’s confusion. “I feel like we should tell him about what happened, with the crystal he's not going to go off the deep end like before. But if we do...I don't really want to relive it, I guess that makes me a coward. I guess asking Wolff would be a good idea, what do you think?” It was a distraction mostly, but he meant it in full. He didn't want to add to Kieran’s emotions and telling him would do just that. Maybe if they just tell him he'd fallen under the illness? Could they avoid the ordeal of him being used as a toy?

He knew the answer and it caused his stomach to plummet to his toes. It wasn't fair to lie to someone who'd saved him, even worse when it wasn't even him at fault but the damn Shadow Mage. And they still had to do a ceremony for the fallen wolves...the blonde's shoulders rolled as a tired sigh left his lips.

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