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OPEN ♪ Who's gonna save me from myself?

Who: Mephisto Pheles (

meinwaifu) & YOU!!!
What: Open prompts!! Daily life working and living in Olympia, exploring the more dangerous flora and fauna of Olympia's forests and outskirts.
When: The first half of the month.
Where: All around Olympia.
Warning(s): NSFW, vampire fetish tbh, some 18+ prompts.

1 | Daily Life | Olympia | OTA
[For as much as it feels like things have finally settled down, perhaps it's only that he's finally settled into a routine. The tension in the city is strongly apparent, and it's clear the Olympians are likely looking for a war to wipe the mud off their face after lowering themselves so much to seek help from Wyver. There's still a lot he doesn't know about the ancient fued between the cities, but as a natural-born hellraiser, he doesn't feel any uneasiness about the prospect of an upcomming war. Much as he would prefer the tension of a cold war versus an all-out bloodbath, as long as there was something to keep him entertained, he didn't really mind what the people here chose to do.]

[But for the time being at least, he does have a few chosen haunts where he tends to make an appearance--]

A. Simwe Institute | OTA
[As a professor of Magic at the insitute, it's not uncommon to find Mephisto giving lectures or offering advice to students -- all under the name Johann Faust, of course. Even those not enrolled who might be interested in some good conversation can easily find him in his office, organizing research notes or conducting little experiments. And if you're lucky (???), you might just find yourself being pulled right into one!]

Oh, good timing! Would you might lending me a hand for a moment?

B. Red Light | OTA 18+
[What sort of demon would he be if he didn't indulge in a little sin now and again? As fun as Wyver's little moon festival had been, he can't deny the allure of a red light district, bringing in beautiful people, good drinks, and quiet dealings of the less scrupulous sort. The people were more honest with their malice towards Wyver once the drinks started to flow, but all it took were a few carefully placed words to placate them into changing the subject into something lighter and more fun.]

[Still, despite being a somewhat regular here, he's not the sort to go around buying services either. He prefers a chase after, all. Which is what has him sliding into a seat next to someone who appears alone -- whether they're a fellow patron or an employee.] Care for a drink? It's rather lonely to be here, drinking by one's self.

2 | Nature Documentary | All Over Olympia | OTA
[With so many people taking advantage of the mounts, it's fair to assume some will be crossing paths with one another at some point, even if they initially set out alone. But given the nature of this world, it was best to stick together, right? And who better to go on a dangerous expedition with than the all-powerful magician, Johann Faust! Which is how he'll be introducing himself to most people he meets. But just where are they going? And what will they see?? Well...]

A. Mushrooms of Madness | Murkwell Hallow | OTA
[Catching a bit of respite under a giant 20-foot tall mushroom? Sounds safe. It's starting to rain overhead, though judging by the wind, it shouldn't last long -- which is a good thing, seeing as they'll need to leave the Hallow before sunset if they want to ride back on their mounts! For his part, Mephisto has been wearing a face mask this whole time -- though he'll pull it down once the rain starts.] Ahh, I can't say I've ever been so relieved to see a bit of rain! My allergies are acting up quite terribly around here.

[But this isn't just any mushroom. It's a mushroom of madness, prone to giving off spores that can cause mutual hallucinations powerful enough to render one unable to tell the difference between fiction and reality! ...but surely the rain means it shouldn't be as potent, right?]

B. Vena Amoris | Olympian Woods | Previous CR or OTA(18+)
Oh my, it seems you've been caught! [And just look at how worried Mephisto looks... or rather, how worried he doesn't look, inspecting the tree that has somehow captured up some poor unsuspecting travelor -- tearing them right off their mount, whch proceeded to flee off into the distance without them. Mephisto hops off his own mount, a beautiful white pegasus, and stands with his hand on his chin as he inspects the situation.]

Pray tell, are you familiar with this variety of creeping vine? You see, I'm afraid there's only one way to save you from it.

C. WILDANIMAL CARD | Anywhere in Olympia | OTA
[But the local flora aren't the only thing they need to be worrying around here. There are plenty of dangerous animals to be found as well, some of which might just be hostile... but as much as they needed to tread carefully, Mephisto doesn't look too concerned. Even as the sound of something rustling in the nearby bushes catches their attention.] Hmm, do you suppose it's friendly? Shall we go take a look?

[Will this be a good idea or a terrible one? Feel free to pick the location and/or the creature, and I'll RNG the rest!]

3 | A mind is a terrible thing to waste | Outskirts of Olympia | OTA
[On the edge of a forest near the furthest outskirts of Olympia bordering Wyver, an oddly nostalgic bird call sounds through the air. And should they follow the sound, they'll eventually come across a rather odd sight: Mephisto, sitting on the ground with an odd expression on his face, looking thoroughly perplexed. He doesn't appear to have any supplies on him, nor are there any signs of his mount being around. But more than that, he looks just a bit worse for the wear: his clothes and hair not quite dirty, but definitely more out of sorts than usual. The only thing he has is his phone, closed and held tightly in one hand.]

[He won't call out nor even respond when approached -- not even to attempts at calling to him right to his face. But should someone decide to take the extra step and give him a bit of a nudge, he'll slowly look up at them blankly, his eyes lacking any sign that he recognizes them.] ...what day is it today?

[ooc: For the sake of consistency, assume this takes place on Saturday the 6th!]

4. ULTIMATE WILDCARD
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It's a specially crafted herbal tea, designed to treat those who suffer from chronic pain by alleviating their symptoms without addling the mind. It's also non-addictive!

I've already tested it on subjects experiencing chronic pain and found some success, but I need a good control subject as well! And seeing as you're a fit and strapping young man, I thought perhaps you wouldn't mind giving it a taste test?

[--is the explanation he gives, with a completely straight face, and not a single trace of potential dishonesty. Mostly because yes, that's more or less what he's trying to do here!]

[But what he's leaving out is that this batch was the first one to attempt to remove a particular unwanted side-effect from the drug... one that he hasn't been very successful in weeding out yet.]

[ Well, that certainly did sound like an excellent type of tea to help those who suffered chronic pain. Especially without any harmful side effects either! Reign wouldn't mind lending a hand if it'll help Mephisto in his research. Being one of a scientific mind, Reign certainly agreed with the method used.

His lips quirked in a tiny grin. ] I suppose it wouldn't hurt it give it a taste. No point having a successful product if it doesn't taste pleasant. But I'm not experiencing any kind of physical pain at the moment, so is it still effective? [ He asked as he picked his cup up, giving Mephisto a kind of toast before taking a tentative sip, humming at the flavour. ]

Mn, not bad. What kind of herbs is it made of?

[ The question now would be what kind of side effects that Reign would be experiencing soon, if there were any left. ]

Oh, a number of things! The key ingredients are duskbloom and fennelfrost -- with a bit of boiled iron daisy root, mint, and tarragon. I've been experimenting with the right blend to make the taste more palatable -- I'm glad to hear this batch was more successful!

[But there is a side effect. Which might just be subtle at first... because it's slowly going to make him thirsty. ~~Thirsty for what is up to you!~~]

[He sighs, but actually looks a bit relieved... and then casually leans back against his desk and grabs a beaker to drink from. When the science is tea, this is fine.]

My first batch was unpleasantly bitter and not too effective, so I tried adding the petals of the duskbloom as well. They're a bit harder to find than the leaves, so manufacturing large quantities may prove difficult...

[ Reign drank a bit more of the tea as he took note of the herbs Mephisto used in the concoction of the drink. He'd heard of some of those flora names, having did his own research as well. So far, he hadn't feel anything off about the drink or any subtle changes within himself, more so when Mephisto was also drinking tea, though Reign had no idea if it was the same type he was having currently. ]

Duskblooms, eh? It certainly would sweeten the taste. But wouldn't the addition of fennelfrost make the drinker drowsy?

[ It didn't take long before Reign finished his tea, and was already holding his empty cup out to Mephisto for a refill. ]

Were there any side effects from the first batch, bitter taste aside?

Fufu, you would think so, wouldn't you? As a matter of fact, there may be just a bit of magic in that tea as well-- but I'm afraid I prefer to keep the nature of my spells a secret.

[Which he'll just go ahead and show off, snapping his fingers to make Reign's cup disappear, and then reappear at the end of one of the chemistry setups. A kettle of water pours itself over a small burner, ingredients move around, and a little time turns on to countdown until it's done steeping.]

[And all the while, Mephisto just casually stands there, sipping his own cup -- which is from the failed batch.]

Ah, the first batch... it did nothing for the pain, but had the unfortunate effect of inducing sudden bouts of narcolepsy! Of course, in my case, I only felt a bit tired. I suppose years of insomnia can stand up to anything.

Well, that certainly would explain the lack of drowsiness from drinking it.

[ Reign didn't put it past Mephisto not to use a bit of whatever powers he may have, and of course, the vampire was treated nicely to the demon's display of his abilities, his eyes widening slightly as he watched how those items moved seamlessly to prepare his next cup of tea.

He snapped his slightly opened mouth close, before grinning impishly at Mephisto. ]

Then I guess I don't need to worry about you suddenly falling asleep on me. It wouldn't do if some unknown side effects happened to me and you're unfortunately incapacitated. Say... [ Reign moved towards where the beakers were, leaning in for a closer inspection of those test tubes. ] What is it that you do here at the institute, if research isn't your only work.

My, that would be unfortunate! [He says with a snicker that's only slightly ominous.]

Officially, I'm employed as a teacher of magic! I offer lectures on the process of magic acquisition, as well as private tutoring for those who desire a bit more direction in their studies.

[The timer gives a soft chime, and then the cup of freshly brewed tea is floating back over the Reign again.]

However, this little experiment is actually more of a personal project of mine. But the institute doesn't seem to mind, so long as my research produces results.

[ As innocent sounding as that chuckle may be, the sound sent an unexpected shiver down Reign's spine. He shook that feeling from his head, his curiosity now piqued by Mephisto's job. ]

Even for those who have no talent in magic? Now I'm curious to see how your lectures go.

[ Murmuring a soft thank you, Reign accepted the cup, this time taking bigger sips. ] It already sounds like a fun project. One that is certainly beneficial to those who need it. If you need any help, just let me know, since I work here too.

You're more than welcome to sit in on my lectures if you're curious. Naturally, as a refugee, my own personal interest lies in those who comes from lands entirely devoid of magic -- and seeing the ways they can pick up on the magic native to this world.

[He's watching Reign's reactions pretty carefully, looking for signs of that particular side effect. If he asks for a third cup, he might get suspicious...]

Ah, but where do your specialties lie, Mr. Fear?

Really? Now that would be an interesting lecture to attend. There's no such magic from where I came from, but learning a few skills wouldn't hurt. It'll be fun to observe your teachings too.

[ Reign was already finishing his second cup, having yet to realise that the side effect had begun to work in him. He just figured that the tea tasted exceedingly tasty, a flavour he hadn't try before. ]

Me? I specialise in pheromones, though I use that to create perfumes. Compared to the five senses, smell is the most prominent. It can invoke memories, stimulate the nerves, as well as many other usefulness. Oh, urm... [ And now he looked a bit sheepish. ] This may seem impolite, but may I have another cup? It just taste so good!

Pheromones, hm? Why, I might just enlist your help sooner than later -- prior to settling on tea, I was attempting to create a similar product using incense, but had little luck in making it potent enough to be viable...

[He trails off as he sees that he's finished his second cup, sighing.]

Ah, it's rather dry, isn't it? I'm afraid I don't have the ingredients to spare to simply satisfy your thirst... but you're more than welcome to a glass of water if you'd like... or whatever else you're in the mood for.

[Punctuated by not-so-subtly turning his head and looking up at nothing in particular, giving him a nice view of his neck... you know,, since it might be rude to outright offer blood to vampire! Different cultures man!]

Is that so? I'm sure we can work together in that unique project. My specialty perfumes work quite differently, though. It's not such a suitable usage for humans. I can explain a little deeper about it to you later.

[ Speaking of dry, Reign was feeling quite parched. Like his throat was suddenly much too dehydrated and in need of fluid, albeit one that was altogether unlike anything he'd ever experience before. ]

That's a pity. I really wouldn't have minded more of those tea. Water sounds... [ His voice trailed off as his gaze travelled towards the hint of exposed skin on Mephisto's neck. Reign swallowed heavily, uncertain if the demon had been doing that on purpose or unconsciously. He tried to shake the thought of feasting on Mephisto's blood from his head, yet found himself not quite successful. ] ...I'll settle for water, if you have some.

[ Maybe that would quench his thirst a bit. ]

[Ah, what a good look on his face. It makes him want to tease him a bit more. Floating a small water bottle out of his desk, he takes it in his own hands before stepping closer to Reign. Leaning in just enough to somewhat invade just personal space, he then holds the bottle of water out to him, grinning --or really, practically leering.]

Here you are. There's plenty more where that came from, so please, don't hold back.

[ Too close. Mephisto was standing much too close for Reign's peace of mind. Not that he minded the proximity, but right now, he didn't think he could control his urges. So Reign directed his concentration on the offered water bottle, grabbing it like a lifeline and chugging down the entire content as if he'd been parched for days in the desert. ]

Aaaah... That was good. Goodness gracious, how impolite of me to have shown you such a sight. [ He wiped his mouth with the back of his gloved hand, looking sheepish as he handed the bottle back to Mephisto. Even then, Reign couldn't stop staring at the demon's neck, memories of the first taste still fresh on his mind. ]

I think there might be a slight problem with this batch of tea. It just makes me thirstier. [ Thirsty for something else as well, not just the tantalising red fluid. ]

[Gosh, what a look on his face. A man could get used to this, being stared at as though he were positively irresistible. He takes the water bottle back, but makes sure his own fingertips draw along Reign's hand as he does, almost lingering for a few seconds.]

Oh my-- does it? That's most unfortunate. And here I thought I had finally gotten rid of that particular side effect with the third batch.

[He leans against his desk again, both hands gripping the edge and craning his neck up to look back at Reign.]

Shall I get you another bottle then? Or perhaps... can I interest you in something else?

[ This was a dangerous game Mephisto was making Reign play, a kind of cat and mouse, or the devil with an innocent, bidding time to see when the vampire would cave and succumb to the temptation.

Reign's breath stuttered at the lingering touches of Mephisto's fingertips, very nearly dropping the bottle then and there. ]

So this is actually the fourth batch?

[ Seeing that expanse of skin sent another jolt of want through Reign, and he instantly squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head. ]

N-no... I think I've enough water for now. Actually, I doubt it's enough to quench this thirst. [ He reluctantly opened one eye, hesitating. ] ...I'm afraid I might really drain you dry.

Fufu, that's right.

[A dangerous game -- but the funnest ones often were. Or maybe Mephisto is just feeling a bit more reckless these days... in any case, he has no intention of backing down. He still remembers how good it felt to have those sharp teeth sinking into his neck. Watching someone give into temptation and indulge in a bit of sin... can there be anything better for a demon?]

Oh? Do you really think you can? I thought I warned you last time not to underestimate me. [He bites at his lower lip, perhaps intentionally biting just a bit too hard to cause a slight trace of blood to paint his lips. He's starting to give up on subtly himself here -- no doubt Reign realizes now what he's trying to do here. Was that his goal from the start...?]

[ That was a lot of patches going into production and experimentation, though not one that Reign was unfamiliar with. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to perfect his fragrance products.

The sharp coppery scent instantly had Reign's attention, a whimper slipping out at the sight of red painting across Mephisto's lips. It was too much for Reign to hold back, and while he could have escaped Mephisto's room earlier, now seemed too late for him to do so.

Without another word, Reign launched himself at Mephisto, hands clamping down on the demon's shoulders as he pressed their lips together, tongue darting out to lick those delicious fluids. He groaned at the familiar taste, sucking on the wound to pull more of that sweet blood into his mouth. ]

[If he had known a little hint of blood was all it would take to get Reign on his lips, he would have bitten his lip sooner. As it is, he welcomes him as he steps closer, sweeping one hand behind his head as the other stays on the desk for support.]

[He's not going to get too much blood out of that wound, the small bite sealing up damn near right away. But with Mephisto holding him in place, he might find it a little hard to redirect towards his neck -- with Mephisto instead taking the opportunity to deepen the kiss, savoring the taste of his own blood on Reign's lips.]

[And behind him, seemingly effortlessly, the various bits of delicate lab equipment slowly begin to pack themselves back up onto a nearby shelf, clearing off his desk... ya know... for reasons.]

[ By now Reign had a hunch that Mephisto did that he did on purpose. Maybe not expecting the side effects to still remain, but the demon certainly pushed Reign's buttons. Whatever it was, Reign was going to sate that thirst of his. He whined when he couldn't suck more blood out of the now closed wound, the sound muffled as Mephisto kissed him back.

That was fine with him. In fact, Reign was quite all right with this turn of event. A good thing that he wasn't currently in any hurry either. His hands moved from Mephisto's shoulders to the back of his neck, pressing himself closer. But it wasn't enough.

With Mephisto's hands holding him in place, Reign couldn't pull back to aim for the demon's neck. And thus, more muffled whines from the vampire, because another type of hunger was beginning to build in him. ]

[Those little muffled whines were thrilling -- like dangling a taste treat in front of a starving beast... ah, but was that really any different from the reality of the situation? How much more desperate could he make him, he wonders...]

[He pulls back just enough to speak, now smoothing his free hand up to cup around reign;s face -- still holding him in place even as he grins down at those fangs of his. If there wee any doubts about whether or not Mephisto was doing this on purpose, surely the look on his face now would erase them.]

Fufu, was that not enough for you? If there's something else you want from me, you'll have to be a good boy and ask for it nicely.

[ Part of Reign had the silly notion to pull Mephisto back in. Not for another kiss, but to use his fangs to bite down on the demon's lips to draw more blood out.

But Reign stopped himself, instead nuzzling into Mephisto's palm, face flushed as he looked up at the other. Damn, there was no doubt in his mind that Mephisto had partially planned this. If not to seduce Reign, then any other poor soul who got caught in the demon's web.

He bit his lower lip at the query, his gaze dropping briefly down to Mephisto's neck, then up again into those hypnotic green eyes. ]

Are you going to ask another favour from me again?

[ One session of drink = one favour? Gosh, he was going to be deep in Mephisto's debt. ]

Hmm... did I say I was asking for anything in return?

[His fingertips draw along Reign's cheek, pressing in just enough for him to feel the hint of those sharp nails beneath the fabric of his gloves. He stops when he reaches his lips, pressing his thumb against his bottom lip and tugging his chin upwards to keeo his gaze locked on his face.]

I told you to tell me what you want from me. How am I supposed to know if you won't tell me? Why... I might just take what I want from you instead.

[He says, as if he doesn't plan on doing just that afterwards. But he already knows how his blood affects Reign -- he doesn't think there are going to be any complaints here.]

N-no, you didn't...

[ Feeling the sharp nails on his cheek, even through the thick material of the glove, reminded Reign of just how dangerous Mephisto could be. A vampire was no match against a demon, especially a vampire such as Reign himself. Perhaps if it was Shell. Or maybe one of the Overlords... ]

You already know what I want.

[ Reign couldn't help the petulant pout, but also realised that Mephisto already knew, and yet wanted to hear it from him. Hah... Since Mephisto had threw the question out, he might as well take it and answer the demon. ]

I want to drink from you. To sate this thirst inside me. Fill up my hunger. [ And then in a softer voice: ] ...please?

Ohh? You wish to drink from me?

[He knows exactly what Reign wants -- but he wants to make him beg for it. A demon's gotta have his kinks, okay... but maybe there's also just a bit more fun in drawing it out and teasing him. Seeing if he can't get him desperate -- or maybe just a bit petulant. That little bit of fight and conflict made things all the more enjoyable for him, after all.]

[Which is why he's just going to answer him with this face, fighting back the urge to snicker at his expense--]

My, don't you need to be on your knees for that?

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