Daemon/Graysfang Chat Log 2 (July 18th)

[birthrightgreen]

After this.

DAEMON: *goes looking for Graysfang*
GRAYSFANG: *is happily chewing on leather strap*
DAEMON: *pets the wolf*
GRAYSFANG: *wags his tail* *Daemon!*
DAEMON: *Little Brother*
GRAYSFANG: *Surreal went shopping*
DAEMON: *So I hear. I think she's besotted.*
GRAYSFANG: *tilts his head* *Besotted?*
DAEMON: *makes an impatient gesture* *She is infatuated with him.*
GRAYSFANG: *slight growl*
DAEMON: *growls as well*
GRAYSFANG: *Why do you think she's infatuated?*
DAEMON: *dryly* *I think she went a bit overboard on gifts, don't you?*
GRAYSFANG: *What do you normally get for gifts?*
DAEMON: *it's not a what, it's a how much. I think a book or two would have sufficed. or maybe a nice bottle of wine.*
GRAYSFANG: *Oh.* *frowns, if wolves frown*
DAEMON: *growls again*
GRAYSFANG: *what should we do?*
DAEMON: *moodily* *There's nothing we can do. It's her choice.*
GRAYSFANG: *Is he...besotted, too?*
DAEMON: *snarls* *Unlikely.*
GRAYSFANG: *snarls, too* *He should be*
DAEMON: *Of course he should be.*
GRAYSFANG: *slight whimper* *Falonar was not besotted*
DAEMON: *No. Although I do have questions about his sanity.*
GRAYSFANG: *quietly, a bit nervously, like he's not supposed to tell* *She hurt. Cried*
DAEMON: *snarls again, wondering if it's too late to go looking for the prick*
GRAYSFANG: *I don't want her to cry again*
DAEMON: *neither do I, Little Brother. Neither do I.*
GRAYSFANG: *She wasn't...besotted with Falonar*
DAEMON: *No?*
GRAYSFANG: *No. But she still cried*
DAEMON: *looks around for something to break*
GRAYSFANG: *watches him, slightly wary at the waves of anger*
DAEMON: *glares at a vase, it explodes. Then another.* *He'd better not hurt her.*
GRAYSFANG: *jumps a little, thinking humans are far more violent than Kindred* *He's strong, Daemon. No Jewels. But. Power. Scary.*
DAEMON: *turns to look at the wolf, eyes glinting* *And?*
GRAYSFANG: *What if he...What is he?*
DAEMON: *growls, knowing he won't be able to explain it to the wolf* *He is me. I am him. Bah.*
GRAYSFANG: *tilts his head* *You are him?* *patiently* *You're not him. Surreal is not besotted with you*
DAEMON: *sighs* *You know the Alpha wolf of your pack?*
GRAYSFANG: *Yes!*
DAEMON: *nods* *And if something happens to the
DAEMON: *to the Alpha of your pack, there will be another Alpha, correct?*
GRAYSFANG: *Yes. A new Alpha will take control*
DAEMON: *Yes. So there is always an Alpha, an idea of an Alpha. Do you understand?*
GRAYSFANG: *slightly uncertain* *An idea of an Alpha....yes*
DAEMON: *He is the idea of a Black-Jeweled Warlord Prince.*
GRAYSFANG: *doubtfully* *He seemed to be more than an idea, Daemon. I don't think Surreal was mating with an idea*
DAEMON: *yes, he is more. in his Realm, the Idea of something... For instance, the Idea of an Alpha, takes on a life of its own. You might say he's the Idea of an Alpha, the very essence of an Alpha, come to life.*
DAEMON: *Not the current Alpha, not the future Alpha, but everything that makes up an Alpha, living and breathing.*
GRAYSFANG: *confused yelp, trying to work through it* *So he is like you. And the High Lord. And himself too?*
DAEMON: *pleased* *Yes. exactly.*
GRAYSFANG: *little frustrated growl* *Does that mean he is Blood?*
DAEMON: *In a way, it does. In a way, it means he is an Alpha wolf. Or a unicorn Stallion.*

[Daemon!mun: ((*snorts* now there's imagery...))
Surreal!mun: ((*giggles* *refrains from commenting on his horn*))
Daemon!mun: ((*dies dead*))]

GRAYSFANG: *Then we can't argue to her that he's not Blood?*
DAEMON: *grumbles* *Unlikely. If Jaenelle did not have her Jewels, would she still be Blood to you?*
GRAYSFANG: *Of course! She is Witch*
DAEMON: *slight smile* *She is who she is, regardless. As is he.*
GRAYSFANG: *disgruntled* *Oh.*
DAEMON: *grumbles some more*
GRAYSFANG: *Are you sure she's besotted?*
DAEMON: *moodily* *She certainly acts it.*
GRAYSFANG: *Because of the gifts?*
DAEMON: *just as disgruntled as the wolf was a minute ago* *Because she's acting all girlish.*
GRAYSFANG: *head tilt* *Girlish?*
DAEMON: *eyes the wolf* *I think we'd best leave that for another day.*
GRAYSFANG: *little whine*
DAEMON: *gentle pat* *Let's not complicate things now, Little Brother.*
GRAYSFANG: *Falonar did not wear darker Jewels than she did*
DAEMON: *blinks* *No, he didn't. So?*
DAEMON: *chuckles* Ahh.
GRAYSFANG: *stares at him*
DAEMON: *You're right. Falonar... not so much intimidated by her as wanted someone he could protect. What he didn't realize was that she had something he could protect, after all.*
GRAYSFANG: *She did?*
DAEMON: *chuckles* *Her heart, silly wolfling.*
GRAYSFANG: *Oh. This one is stronger than her, though*
DAEMON: *dryly* *And hopefully smarter than Falonar.*
GRAYSFANG: *Or you will try to hurt him?*
DAEMON: *cold little smile* *That depends on whether she can get me to promise not to before I get to him.*
GRAYSFANG: *She doesn't like fussing*
DAEMON: *blandly* *You noticed that?*
GRAYSFANG: *She snarls*
DAEMON: *she does.*
GRAYSFANG: *She didn't want Falonar hurt. She worried*

[Surreal!mun: ((Surreal: "I'm so never telling that little tale teller anything ever again."))]

DAEMON: *And I didn't hurt him, did I?*
GRAYSFANG: *No...*
DAEMON: *scowls* *I wonder who she'd worry about more were I to have a talk with him.*
GRAYSFANG: *little wag of his tail* *You're family.*
DAEMON: *long look*
GRAYSFANG: *something seems to nudge at his brain* *If he is the idea of you and the High Lord, does that mean Surreal is besotted with you or the High Lord?*

[Surreal!mun: ((Surreal: *stares, appalled and horrified at the idea*))]

DAEMON: *stares at the wolf* *Let's go to the kitchen, Little Brother. You look hungry.*
GRAYSFANG: *bounces up eagerly*
DAEMON: *mumbling*
GRAYSFANG: *What?*
DAEMON: *Nothing at all. Steak? We can probably find you one. Raw, even.*
GRAYSFANG: *Steak?!*
DAEMON: *Sure. Or perhaps rabbit?*
[Surreal!mun: ((Surreal is no seriously going to kill him…don't ask which him))]
GRAYSFANG: *almost dancing* *Rabbit?*
DAEMON: *perhaps both. Let's see what we can find.*
GRAYSFANG: *all right*

OOC commentary afterward:
Daemon!mun: *snickering madly*
Surreal!mun: *snorts* Surreal: I am not besotted with anyone.
Daemon!mun: poor surreal.
Daemon!mun: *giggling madly*
Surreal!mun: She's horrified.
Surreal!mun: She's like "Daemon? I'm not besotted. Not with him. Not with you. Not with your father. Going to hurt the wolf."
Daemon!mun: I'd pet her if I thought she wouldn't rip my hand off.

Comments

OOC

[kaeleers-heart.livejournal.com]

Jaenelle: *stares horrified at this discussion and the ideas that Graysfang and Daemon have come up with*

Jaenelle!Mun: *is too busy rolling on the floor laughing her ass off to be of any use to anyone right this moment*

Re: OOC

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

*dies and is ded from laff*

Re: OOC

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*snorts*

Why are you not in bed?

Or is it, why am I still up? Besides the horrified muse in my head who's wondering if wolves make good stew.

...And if Black Jeweled Warlord Princes can be ingredients.

You have to admit that was a fairly good explanation of Sam to a wolf...y

Re: OOC

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

Hah. Woke up to get a glass of water, checked comments.

*laughs* Sam and Daemon may talk after all. This... ugh. Let's see if I can get him out of it.

Re: OOC

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

...Even I don't check comments while getting water. ;)

*shrugs*

Maybe, maybe not? Easy way out of it is for Surreal to tell him to back off. He'd listen. Grouchily, but he'd probably listen. After all, all he's done so far is send the note.

*g* Which someone points out came with wine, and really certain lectures come better with gifts and blood would have been appreciated. *eyes him, gags him again*

Re: OOC

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

Surreal: *grimly* I know you love him, sugar, but he might have to die. Painfully. Or at least be thrown in the fountain. In his best suit.

Surreal!mun: *is still laughing too hard to be of use to anyone either*

Re: OOC

[kaeleers-heart.livejournal.com]

Jaenelle: Now you know why I complain that wolves can be such tattletales. Did I ever tell you how they got me into trouble with Papa?

Oh dear...well, if his best suit gets wet then maybe he'll wear something other than the severe black suits he likes to wear?

Who you spend your time with is your own business---unless he poses a danger or threat to you. Then it becomes Family and Court business.

Jaenelle!Mun: *is still laughing at the idea of Daemon and Graysfang trying to figure out Surreal and the man she's "besotted" with. Also, the fact that Graysfang told Daemon that Falonar had made her cry.*

Re: OOC

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

Surreal: No...what did they do?

*chuckles* Maybe. After he got done growling. A lot.

*slight nod*

He's not a threat. *tiny shrug* He's as dangerous as Saetan and Sadi, but he's done nothing to me to earn this kind of suspicion.

Surreal!mun: They've been growly for days. So amusing. Surreal can't get a word in edgewise.

Re: OOC

[oldestbeloved.livejournal.com]

At this point, though, Samael is cynically wondering, if he actually wanted to do something nasty to Surreal, what the hell could they do about it?

Did I mention he's not a nice man?

Re: OOC

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

Um. Nothing? They could do nothing. *pets* Surreal realizes this. So does Daemon, which is part of the worry, I think.

I need an ooc icon for Surreal.

ooc

[luanddee.livejournal.com]

*falls over dead*

Silly growly males. Oh, man. ...this puts me oddly in mind of a couple other males. I'm sure you can guess which. Only it's funnier.

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*giggles*

Still. So. Amused.

Re: ooc

[luanddee.livejournal.com]

DUDE. Unicorn horn! Every time I think about it I fall over again.

Which has been earning me some really strange looks at work.

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*giggles madly*

In our defense it was really late at night?

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

*uses most appropriate icon EVER*

He'd do it, too. I'm trying not to think about the unicorn sex too hard.

...pun unintentional.

Um. In my defense I was up really late and haven't had caffeine, so, giddy?

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*snorts*

Yes. And, ok. Yes. Now there's the imagery again.

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

*smirks*

Uh-huh. Especially in his current form at the party.

I may send Lu to talk to Surreal. She's curious anyway. And I'm curious to see how Surreal interacts with non-Queens and non-Warlord Princes. No.. easy categories, if you will.

((Though Jag's said that Cassandra is Tragedienne canon. *amused*))

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*dies*

I'm maintaining she arrived after. ;) Please god. lol

*nods*

Hopefully she doesn't go all awkward once she realizes Lu and Sam are attached. I'm not convinced she's ever encountered a relationship like theirs. Or. You know. Cared. But this would be why she avoids such parties of her....whatevers.

As I said last night--whore's instincts. Avoid the other women in a man's life.

((*g* Yeah, I could see that.))

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

*giggles* Yes'm.

Eh. Lu's dealt with it before. *wry* At least twice that I can think of, though... gah. *does not rant about triangle relationships that aren't threesomes that would work, dammit* And she's... I was saying last night, she's just not. jealous. Ever, as nearly as I can tell. Partly it's ex-Sorceress. "What? It's just sex." Partly it's... heh. Her childhood.

Lu neither expects to serve or be served in any sense of the... even the Kaeleer sense of the word. *grins* Actually, if she and Surreal don't have the awkward problem, or get past it? They could get up to so much mischief.

((Yeah, she was grumbling about the ending and how dammit she wouldn't be afraid of Saetan and that was just plain silly. Disappearing a continent or not; look at what she's dating. And so on and so forth. *so amused*))

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

It'll throw Surreal. She's used to women hating her. She's fairly adaptable, though, so she'll adjust. She'll just...hrmm. She's already being uber-cautious emotionally, no matter what Daemon and Graysfang say. It'll make her more cautious.

And gods. Yes. So much mischief. lol

((*giggles* It is silly to be so afraid. *snuggles Saetan*))

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

Am going to be so amused. If they ever do. Ohgods. I can see them trying to wrap all the men around their fingers. It wouldn't be... normal for Lu? But I bet Surreal could persuade her to try. Ohdear. *giggling* And Lu's making noises about flying. *eyes her*

(Are you going to let him. Um. Finish? In that other thread. *so amused* Since Dai and Lu are making noises about me posting to their threads now. *has been laughing all afternoon over this, and being glared at* *is a bad person, obviously*)

((Dangerous? Of course. Still. "You must never run from anything immortal; it attracts their attention."))

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*g*

Surreal could likely persuade her, yes. She'd find it amusing.

(...did you comment? I didn't get a notif...)

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

Lu: I would what? ...as far as I know I'm attracted to Sam. And occasionally women, but nobody to strike my interest so far. What?

(...yes. *beats LJ* I was wondering if I hadn't gotten the notif, so I went and checked. *wry* It shall hear our anger and fear. FEAR!)

...I might be a little hyper still for no apparent reason.

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

What, what? That's no reason not to play....*innocent smile*

(*grr* will have to sign in to see it as am signed in as Surreal and the entry's, um. not locked to her. Because, clearly, I'm an idiot)

Huh. I got 4 1/2 hours sleep. And have had a lot of sugar and caffeine. And want a nap. Stupid doctor's appt.

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

Lu: *stares* Nobody ever buys the innocent look. Ever.

(*pets* No worries. I, um. Figured you would have another growly male if that thread never finished. *so amused still*)

I got 6 hours. Have had some sugar, some caffeine. Wanted a nap, watched Angel instead, was proud of Wes.

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

Hmph.

(*snorts* yes. I'll get to it. A growly wolf is bad enough. And now a growly vampire. And. Um. Yes. Let's keep the Watcher happy, shall we?)

Which Angel ep? *is often proud of her boy*

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

Lu: Well, they don't.

(...Yes. Let's.)

*smiles* Five by Five and Sanctuary. Especially Sanctuary. ...I was not glowing, shutup! Hmph. *glares at Lu and Dai*

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*sticks tongue out at Lu*

*nods* good eps. *g*

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

Lu: *sticks tongue out right back*

Mmhm. Also saw... whatever it is after it. The first one with Gunn. Prolly going to finish the rest of season 1 tonight and move on tomorrow. Jag was tormenting me last night with discussion of Guise Will Be Guise.

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*threatens to tickle*

*g* Yes. God, that's a good one, too.

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

Lu: I'm better at dodging than you are.

Mmmm. Oh, go look at your friendspage, send Keelia in to plot if you like.

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

...Point.

*nods* 'kay. Wait...which friendspage? *wry*

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

Lu: *smirks*

Any? I should have all your journals under one filter by now.

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

*scowls darkly*

*nods* 'kay.

And. Ouch. She hadn't worked through that Lu was Sam's lover yet, so she wasn't trying to hide that she was sleeping with him. Just...naturally cautious. So. Double ouch.

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

*winces* Lu is frantic and figures Sam's going to kill her. Oh, gods.

Re: ooc

[birthrightgreen.livejournal.com]

Eep. I seriously doubt that....

Re: ooc

[adsartha.livejournal.com]

*wry* Yeah, but... heh. She wants to curl up under a rock and hide, too. She could use court manners. I think. No, definitely. But she doesn't want to. Muttering about how they were the worst part of learning to be a Tremere.