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6 yrs ago
Current Back after a long hiatus.
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8 yrs ago
NaNoWriMo time means my time is limited. RPs might not be as active as usual.
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8 yrs ago
Searching for RPs once more
9 yrs ago
Hiding from adult responsibilities...
9 yrs ago
I have returned

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Author of 4 published books.
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Lover of pokemon, Doctor Who, Harry Potter and more.
British, single, gay, male.
Once compared to a really nice cake.

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Illyad breathed once more. "Fine, fine. Everything's fine. Thank you for your concern." He was still obviously rattled, but he refused to pass on his worries to someone this new to the war.

Suddenly, Illyad shivered. "Oh no. Everything may not be fine. There's a supernatural in the building, other than Alex." He turned to the door. "I knew he was helping them." He muttered. "Alex! You might want to get in here. We're going to have company!" He called.

Alex hurtled through to the living room. "Victoria, find somewhere to hide." He told her.
Illyad sighed, and opened his eyes back in his living room. He stood, walked calmly over to a dresser, yet another piece of odd furniture in the room, and gave it a swift kick, before turning back and breathing calmly. He wasn't sure what his brother was up to, but he always seemed to be 3 steps ahead of everything, and he never gave any information, not accidentally, and certainly not purposefully.

Alex heard the thud of Illyad's foot hitting the dresser and looked confused for a moment. He had never known Illyad show much in terms of emotion, and even when he did, frustration and anger weren't things he'd ever seen come from him. Something big must have happened...
Illyad almost laughed, almost. "You're hiding something, brother mine. I know you far too well for you to lie to me and get away with it. Myself and Luc have a history almost as long as ours. I'm just curious. What could possibly motivate you to want to help him?" His eyes widened very slightly, before he composed himself again. "Unless, of course, he has promised you something you want."
Illyad chuckled. "You simply do not have my refined tastes, dear brother." He said, sipping his tea as he waited for Jevan to take his seat at the table. He glanced at Jevan's feet as he placed them on the table, but thought better than to comment.

He took another sip of his tea and examined Jevan over the top of his cup. "I am still perfectly healthy, though I appreciate the concern." He put his cup down on the table before continuing. "I would like to know why you are doing business with Luc." He explained. "I always thought it wasn't your style to familiarise yourself with anyone, especially the likes of vampires."
A small smile played at the corner's of Illyad's mouth, a rarity to say the least.

He quickly deflected his brothers advances, and instead, decided to create a telepathic connection. His consciousness arrived, sat at a table in a room which looked somewhat similar to the inside of the Eiffel Tower. The rest of the space was empty, just a table and two chairs. One for Illyad, and one for his brother.

There was a teapot on the table, with two cups. He picked it up and poured himself a cup of tea, smiling to himself as he did so.

"Brother dear, you're not going to keep me waiting are you?" He asked.
Alex held the packet out, toward Victoria. "Would you like one?" He asked, smiling at her. He wasn't sure how to move the conversation forward, so he decided to do what he did best when it came to Victoria. Avoid discussing the awkward topics. He'd been avoiding telling her certain things for almost as long as he'd known her, it wasn't likely to stop any time soon.

Meanwhile, Illyad was sat in his chair in the living room, or, more appropriately, was hovering just above it. His eyes were closed and he was breathing steadily. He was focused on his brother. He knew he had a hand in this, and he had to find out just how much he was doing. He refused to believe that Jevan had no hand in the discovery of Victoria.
Alex shrugged. "He likes to appear cryptic sometimes, even when he has no idea what he's talking about." He chuckled, scouring the cupboard for biscuits.

"Alex, I know what you're doing. Keep off of my cookies!" Illyad yelled from the living room.

"DO you really think I'll pay any attention to that?" Alex called through, laughing. He turned to face Victoria when he had found the cookies, and found her somewhat closer, by the sink. "I know. But I also knew the risks of you finding out. I was a coward. I'm sorry."
Illyad turned to face Victoria and smiled. "Good, hold onto that." He swept out of the room, not explaining his actions, nor continuing the discussion, or explaining why Victoria would need to hold onto her trust of Alex.

Meanwhile Alex was breathing a sigh of relief. She trusted him still. He had been worried she would never truly trust him again. He didn't realise how worried he was until he got the answer he had been waiting for. "For what it's worth, I wanted to tell you. I've been wanting to tell you for so long, it's kind of a relief that you know the truth now." He scratched the back of his head and smiled.
Alex nodded. "I have a few different plans, because they always seem to be a couple of steps ahead." He told her, not giving any details. He trusted both Illyad and Victoria, but he knew that Nyaira and Luc had ways of extracting information from people, and he didn't want to risk it.

Illyad put his cup down and stood, looking between the two of them. "Tell me the truth, Victoria. Do you trust either of us?" He asked, making a pointed look at Alex before turning to face her.
Illyad:

Age: Around 500 years old.

Appearance:

Mission: To defend humanity from the Old World supernaturals, and to prevent his brother from causing too much damage.

Background: Illyad and his brother, Jevan, were born to human parents. Not truly understanding their gifts until their teens, the brothers were relatively normal until that time. Being the personal punching bag of his older brother, Illyad learned the opposite lessons. He could relate to the humans his brother tormented, and eventually, he made a vow to prevent as much suffering as possible. He slowly became more and more obsessed with his goal. He found Alex when he was on the cusp of making a big decision, and helped him move to the side of the humans, helped him fit in, and hid him away from the malevolent vampires who would have killed him given the chance. Since then they have been an inseparable team. Illyad, like his brother, has used his years to amass a small fortune, learning various skills and using them to his advantage. He has never used magic selfishly, except in the case of preserving his own life.
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