Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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With well-timed footsteps, Nathan circled the blood barrier protecting Demetria. Carefully, his yellow-green eyes observed the condition of the barrier, checking for cracks in the exterior from his apprentice attempting to remove it. The blood was motionless and hardened, stubbornly shielding the young woman it exhausted inside. Each step, Nathan counted, timing seconds and minutes as he waited to intervene. He knew better than to enforce this lesson onto Demetria without a single safety precaution being established.
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He trained in blood manipulation and forged it into a useful tool. It became an asset to his offensive style of combat and allowed him to have a weapon should his knife be absent. Undoubtedly, Nathan's control would allow him to hijack control over Demetria's blood. As a fully-trained vampire in the art of blood manipulation, the green-haired hunter was nobody to gawk at and assume weakness. The counting proceeded, the steps measured and the silence noted. An annoyed sigh echoed through Nathan's lip as he counted to time up.
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The male vampire's hand pressed flat against the shield, fingers splayed as he closed his eyes and fought for control of the shield. Should he manage, Nathan would shatter the hardened blood into bits to remove the obstacle. Already, he knew the aftermath plan, take Demetria to get some blood to drink.
Effectively, Nathan had thrown Demetria into the deep end by commanding her to discover a method of escape from her situation. She decided to aggravate him with her senseless proclamations about fighting terrors single-handedly without a thought being granted to anything else. While a majority of mentors would enlist strict punishment, Nathan failed to accomplish that. Rather, he shouted and fought with Demetria in return. He was inexperienced in mentoring another individual, therefore, his punishments were limited to ceasing any helpfulness.
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If anything, Demetria's time inside the dome could be the equivalent to a toddler receiving a timeout for throwing a temper tantrum. She attempted to attack him because of her anger, therefore, she could simmer inside the little dome she created for herself. There were two motivations, allowing Demetria to cool it and having her learn to manipulate and escape her creations. The male vampire listened to her shouts, however, he merely crossed his arms and watched the dome. He wanted the redhead to at least attempt escape on her own.
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Quietly, he listened to her pleading as she wished for instruction on an escape. How ridiculous! An annoyed sigh escaped Nathan's lips as he rolled his eyes.
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"Focus, use your will to force it open. It is your blood, make it do what you want it to," Nathan shouted in return. "Tell it you no longer need to be protected. If it doesn't listen to you, then it won't be doing a good job protecting you, right?!"
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If the situation was an emergency, Nathan was prepared to exert his control over Demetria's blood. The green-haired hunter took steps closer, mentally preparing himself should it become a requirement.
Needles soared through the air, closing in on Demetria. The redhead acted problematic, therefore, Nathan decided to teach her a lesson for her ignorance. As a mentor, he considered it a crucial requirement because of how idiotic her ideas were. She wanted to fight terrors before she was properly trained and single-handedly! She wanted to throw her life straight into Purgatory because of her accursed obnoxious attitude! HOW COULD SHE DO THAT TO HER FAMILY?! GETTING HERSELF KILLED IN A FUTILE ATTEMPT TO APPEAR ALMIGHTY?!
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IT WAS STUPID! Before the needles could puncture Demetria's skin, blood poured from her skin. Rippling from the cut and spreading around her in an unnatural dome. The red dome shattered Nathan's needles, proving the created item was a shield. The green-haired hunter raised a brow at the sudden action accomplished by Demetria. The male vampire's knowledge of abilities allowed him to identify it as blood manipulation, something his apprentice struggled to control. Bangs resonated from the shield as Demetria shouted from the inside of the dome.
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An annoyed groan escaped Nathan's lips as he approached the blood dome. Quietly, he walked around the dome, arms crossed as he analyzed the situation.
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"You did it, so undo it," Nathan told her. "Lesson one if you want to manipulate blood, get out of the dome you made."
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With those words, Nathan stepped back, allowing Demetria to attempt to escape on her own. There were instances where hands-on learning was the best solution to teach another individual. Therefore, the green-haired vampire was willing to allow the redhead to struggle before he assisted her. Besides, she deserved it with her stupid decisions and requirement to be obnoxious!
The aggravated redhead had made a critical choice attacking Nathan before they reached the sparring zone. The green-haired vampire was already pissed off about her idiotic antics and arrogant beliefs; an irony considering his conceited thinking. Nonetheless, the foolish apprentice decided her choice and as the mentor, Nathan would gladly serve her the consequences! If she thought she would escape this situation unscathed, he planned on proving her wrong! Sensations of pain would be a suitable acknowledgement of the difficulties of rigorous battling against terrors.
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From the wound across Nathan's palm was several long tentacles of blood, the cut remaining open because of his manipulation. He observed as his apprentice attempted similar. Her fang ran across the flesh of her wrist, the blood moved, hovering pathetically over her wrist. The full-fledged hunter accomplished an eye roll at Demetria's actions and her fixation on something she failed to control. Expertly, Nathan altered the shape of the small tentacles, transforming a portion of them into sharpened needles of blood.
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The blood hardened over, allowing the male vampire to shoot the needles at non-fatal locations at his apprentice, specifically her limbs. If Demetria wanted to spar moronically and fixate on making her blood manipulation operate, then he would allow it. Besides, it would be her downfall for pompously sitting on her fucking high horse! If the redhead wanted to prove she was prepared, then he would never have heard those reckless words leave her bloody mouth! Who risks the feelings of cherished family members on an ego-stroking venture?!
Empathizing with one’s situation resulted in harsh outbursts regarding those sensitive topics. Experiencing loss firsthand, Nathan possessed a fierceness about protecting others to avoid people feeling similar emotions. Throughout his fledgling years of hunting, Nathan proved to be a reckless dumbass accomplishing those perilous stunts. Terrors had damaged his body, several times he required healing and finally he would receive those scarring injuries. Then he met Tristan, fell in love and eventually ceased some of those ignorant actions to protect him from mourning.
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Innocent souls never deserved to feel the burden of those sorrowful emotions and painful needles stabbed into their hearts. Therefore, through Demetria’s angry snapping, he displayed not a shred of care for her emotions on the subject. In Nathan’s opinion, the words she stated were downright idiotic without a morsel of consideration towards the objectives of the TRS or her family’s mourning. Therefore, he walked, allowing her to revel in anger about her ridiculous notions of single-handedly fighting terrors.
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Anybody who attempted those follies received injuries for safely taking those creatures down without a partner was rough. As he listened to Demetria proclaim she would not die, Nathan rolled his eyes.
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"Terrors are not a joke, dumbass," Nathan mumbled.
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The male vampire purposefully walked slower, deciding to allow Demetria enjoy her anger and impatience. If she wanted to become a hunter, Nathan required her to control that anger and realize her RECKLESS BEHAVIOUR WOULD GET HER KILLED! The woman's fierce independence, an absurd trait that would lead her to an early grave should she toss reasonability. Alas, those moronic decisions were shortly displayed when he glanced behind him, noticing the young woman rush to attack despite not entering the sparing grounds.
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Fresh adrenaline pumped through Nathan's veins as his enhanced speed activated to dodge the initial attack. Immediately, his right hand grabbed his bowie knife from the sheath, bringing the blade to the palm of his hand. Immediately, blood surged from the cut, preparing to fight alongside its owner.
Omg, Nathan. >.> You became passionate about Demetria possibly dying from being reckless and making her siblings sad.
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888 words written for @demetria
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With slightly lidded eyes, Nathan glared at the redheaded apprentice. He expected another of her obnoxious lectures she happily provided yesterday because according to Demetria she knew everything. Therefore, Nathan had rotten expectations about what Demetria would do. The prissy princess attempted to commandeer previous situations, thus why would she not attempt similar now?! Even when he informed her it was actually a minor incident, she still proceeded to inform him about how WRONG he was to be in that basement.
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Yet, Nathan could not provide a thorough complaint considering he received the marvellous reward of some precious Tristan time. His lover always managed to inspire jubilation for the regularly grumpy male vampire. Crossed arms were returned, his comment displeasing his apprentice once again; admittedly, he expected. An inaudible, exaggerated sigh of annoyance breezed through Nathan's lips as he preemptively entered the process of rolling his eyes. Demetria was bound to lecture him in a long, infuriating tangent about his behaviour being unreasonable.
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He listened to the stubborn female's ridiculous words as she informed him of how SHE should be treated. Disinterest entered Nathan's eyes as he watched her, yellow-green eyes following. When he finished, he stared at her directly, eyes unwavering as they turn stern.
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"Shut up with the stupid moralistic rambles!" Nathan snapped at her before continuing. "You can tell me how much of a family person you are and act like Little Miss Saintly, but I can tell you the only person I actually care about is Tristan. He was fine, if he said he needed me yesterday, I would have damn well cancelled training! So stop acting like you know everything about me!"
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Frequently, Nathan hated those stupid behaviours when people acted seraphical with their choices, as though their moral high horse was higher than a fucking mountain! Circumstance inspired decision and in the green-haired vampire's mind, this woman who knew him for a maximum of a few months had NO RIGHT to command his life. When Demetria mentioned training, the alternative option offered a glare back. He listened as she continued, proclaiming how the only thing left was blood manipulation and if untaught she would be a reckless idiot.
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Her stating a record hardly bothered her, but the ridiculous behaviours she demonstrated irritated him.
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"You know, you just preached about being a family person only to follow it up with," he paused a moment to heighten the pitch of his voice to mimic Demetria. "'But I will totally go terror hunting alone and make my family cry cause my reckless stupidity got me killed or badly injured.'"
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The green-haired vampire's eyes hardened on her as he fixated, displeased with Demetria's foolish ultimatum. There was a chance he would teach her to merely get rid of her, but he was not impressed.
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"Do you really think that is what will help them?! Cause here is another fun fact, if you die in your first fight, you save fucking no one Princess. So get off your stupid high horse! Do you want to be another casualty or injury?! BECAUSE IT ISN'T FUCKING PRETTY!
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The full-fledged hunter harboured anger towards his apprentice's blatant disregard for her safety. For once, Nathan could speak from a place of sensitivity. He kept breaks in his attitude at bay, but he experienced losing a sibling. Experienced watching as his brother sacrificed everything to keep him safe. All those years ago, he was reckless and got somebody else killed for his insolence. The vampire's fists were clenched as he stared at her, jaw clenched and traits of anger more fiery than usual. There was a portion of him that cared hidden beneath those emotions.
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He would be damned if he allowed somebody to experience the pain he did losing Donovan. The hot tears streaming without end, the dire news... the eerie funeral facing the tombstone of somebody beloved... HE WOULD NOT LET THAT HAPPEN!
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"If you want to learn, start with remembering this is a goddamn team," he pointed at her. "Cause I can tell you, nobody enjoys seeing someone they care about fucking die. So if you care about your family, you make sure you're ready before you go out in that damn field!"
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To emphasize, he pointed up at where the theoretical field would be. His eyes remained locked on Demetria as he spoke for a few moments before he moved towards the larger opening of the arena. No further words would be exchanged if she wished to sign an application of death and leave, she was welcomed to. If she wanted to learn, she would follow him towards the field instead of jabbering on about how she would go fight a terror when she was unprepared. Never did Nathan consider his work with the TRS a joke or something to display endless stupidity in.
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Even when he was influenced by anger and edginess, he avoided death, he adhered to the plans of his teammates. Then when Tristan became a significant person in his life? He tried harder to survive every day so he could return home to him. He did not want his boyfriend to endure the sadness of losing a loved one, therefore, Nathan fought hard and worked towards assisting alongside his fellow man. He did it for the man he loved more than anything in the world.
Certain women proved to be impossible to understand! Despite informing Demetria it was a meagre false alarm, she proved persistent to cease their training session. Between narrowed eyelids, Nathan glared at the infuriatingly stubborn redhead. She just had to decide everything despite HIM holding the prestigious role of mentor. The green-haired hunter knew he should have suspected something the second Lieutenant Orville “Asshole” Redenbacher informed him of his teaching position. The old fart enjoyed torturing him and bringing about misery wherever Nathan drew breath!
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The male vampire rolled his eyes as Demetria spoke, demanding him to spend time with his boyfriend. Did Nathan possess complaints over the command? No. His endless admiration and love for Tristan made those moments blissful. An annoyed groan left the full-fledged hunter’s lips as the woman decided on what would happen. The green-haired vampire crossed his arms and scowled at the redhead complaining about his choices. She stated she would return at 8:30am and walked away, Nathan allowed her to leave.
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“Fine! Whatever!” He shouted behind her.
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From there, he turned on a heel, trotting up the stairs and towards his bedroom. If his apprentice was going to be complainative and stubborn, then he would reward himself with further intimate time with Tristan. Through the remainder of the day, Nathan flirted with his boyfriend, treated him with saccharine sweetness, snuggled him and showered him in endless attention. A small splinter allowed for his terrific moment between him and his boyfriend, and he would not squander it.
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During the early hours of the morning, Nathan dragged himself from Tristan’s snuggles and the comfort of his bed for training. Blessed days sleeping until noon were mourned for a moment as Nathan dressed himself in his TRS uniform. A quick kiss was accomplished to Tristan’s forehead as he tucked his precious boyfriend back under the covers. Afterwards, he left the bedroom and headed downstairs to further the training session. Upon her arrival, a servant notified Nathan through the communication system throughout the manor.
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Thus he waited, listening as she descended the steps and entered the basement. He looked at her, arms crossed and face stern.
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“So, are we going to train or are you going to preach about how I should not be here?” Nathan asked upon her arrival.
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Yesterday was filled with those complaints, endless amounts that refused to cease. Unfortunately, he doubted they would leave this morning... Undoubtedly, he would be subjected to more of Demetria’s endless complaining; she never stopped!
His failure to capture a glimpse of Tristan left Nathan questioning what Demetria could potentially be upset with him over. Knowing his apprentice, it would LITERALLY be ANYTHING! The woman was a priss without hesitation and would undoubtedly have a ridiculous reason for being upset! WHY DID THAT OLD FART DECIDE HE WOULD BE THE MOST SUITABLE MENTOR FOR DEMETRIA?! The vampire crossed his arms, a scowl spreading across his brow as he glared at Demetria, waiting for her response. The troublesome apprentice was difficult to handle!
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Unfortunately, the explanation Demetria desired was related to a discovery she was not supposed to find... After the redheaded woman mentioned him being the family emergency, one thing became obvious... Tristan had descended the steps to fetch a beverage or perhaps a light snack, meaning, his excuse was obliterated. The vampire flinched, arms abandoning their crossed position to return to his sides. He glanced away from Demetria, preparing for her idiotic reprimanding in regards to his actions and abandoning her in the basement.
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The woman began stating what she wanted to be explained and throughout it, Nathan remained silent. He expected harshness in her words and the beginnings of a verbal brawl... until Demetria stated what she wanted an explanation for. The green-haired vampire's eyes snapped back onto her, bewilderment in those yellow-green hues.
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"... I'm your mentor... It's my job, besides, Tristan is comfy up there and wrapping up training would not take long! What I don't get is why you aren't mad I wasn't down there sooner?! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Nathan responded, snapping at the end.
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The full-fledged hunter was thoroughly confused about the matter. Among his duties as a hunter was training Demetria, therefore, he thought he would be considered in the wrong for dealing with Tristan's splinter and... having some special time with him. This prissy woman was beyond strange, however, Nathan hardly cared if he could skirt by without hassle.
At times, Nathan wondered how people handled apprentices, especially with how obnoxious they could be! The redhead's requirements to create difficulties made dealing with her a chore! Was there another class she needed to score 100% called "How to annoy the living shit out of your mentor"?! SHE WAS DEFINITELY SUCCEEDING WITH HER PRISSY ATTITUDE PROBLEM! Among many classes this stupid trainee could pass, it would be accomplishing irksome towards those attempting to better her! She needed to work alongside her fellow hunters to succeed in a battle.
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With a vexed grumble, he tromped up the stairs to attempt to catch up to Demetria. Naturally, the woman was adamant about her opinions without any hesitation. There was nothing about the "family emergency" that was revealed! Therefore, her assuming the person was currently hospitalized and struggling was ABSURD! Gradually, Nathan closed in on Demetria... Alas, only moments later did the long-haired woman decided to sprint up the stairs and escape down the hallway. Infuriation crawled onto Nathan's countenance as he watched Demetria's ridiculous action.
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"YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" The vampire impulsively shouted.
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An annoyed growl escaped Nathan's throat after his infuriated outburst. Why did she have to be so unbelievably stubborn?! The green-haired hunter chased after her, enhanced speed activating. He wanted to catch her and throw her back down those bloody stairs! As he approached from behind her, Demetria turned and demanded an explanation.
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"EXPLAIN WHAT?!" Nathan shouted in return.
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The male vampire had narrowly missed the interaction between his boyfriend, Tristan, and his strong-willed apprentice. An expression of intermingling emotions conquered Nathan's face as he scowled at Demetria. Anger proved the most prominent, however, cracks of confusion were barely noticeable. Next time, the full-fledged hunter would adamantly refuse to take an apprentice... this idiotic excuse of a training session just confirmed it.
As expected, Demetria displayed a hellish stubbornness that, as always, caused an endless slew of problems. An annoyed growl escaped Nathan's throat as his yellow-green eyes narrowed at the redheaded woman. The long-haired vampire was so problematic 90% of the time! What even made her decide she wanted to join the TRS?! Her prissy princess attitude would never allow her to last long in the job. Arms were crossed as the green-haired man watched his stubborn, obnoxious apprentice attempt to leave her training session.
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THIS WAS SO STUPID! He listened to Demetria's declaration of an emergency, even a false one, should not be brushed off! Everything about the damn situation was ridiculous! She began walking up the basement stairs filled to the brim with attitude and strong-willed beliefs. The redheaded woman decided Nathan was required to take time off because of her opinions on his personal problems. An exasperated groan escaped his throat, loud and audible as he stomped towards the stairwell, annoyance on his brow.
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"GET BACK DOWN THESE DAMN STAIRS," Nathan shouted at his stubborn apprentice. "IT WAS PRACTICALLY NOTHING!"
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In Nathan's opinion, his apprentice was probably using his dumb excuse to slack off! The green-haired man followed up the stairs, planning to grab Demetria's arm and drag her back down. They needed to finish today's training for Volos' sake!
Sensitivity was something Nathan lacked after losing two people he was extremely close with. Thus, the excuse of "family emergency" was not viewed as anything severe. It implied anything in his opinion, even something as simple as somebody complaining they did not have their favoured blood type for a pleasant beverage. In this case, it involved his darling boyfriend accidentally getting a splinter from a despicable TRS target stand! THEY SHOULD THROW THEM AWAY TO AVOID INJURING PEOPLE LIKE HIS PRECIOUS TRISTAN!
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The scout's delicate, soft skin was punctured by a splinter, summoning pain and POSSIBLE INFECTION to burden his dearest. Nothing should be warranted the opportunity to harm his precious Tristan. When he walked further into the room, Nathan was not expecting the outburst that escaped Demetria's lips. She shouted at the excuse he provided her, declaring how he should be spending time with said family member... Technically, the family emergency ended when Tristan got treated and his injury given some disinfectant.
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The green-haired hunter listened to Demetria, rolling his eyes before glancing over his shoulder. His yellow-green eyes noticed her turning towards the stairs with intentions of leaving. An annoyed groan escaped Nathan's lips, he swore Demetria was an over-emotional, prissy princess!
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"It's resolved, the person is fine now. So cool it," Nathan responded with slight tones of irritation. "It wasn't some major issue, so let's finish your training, okay?"
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He turned to face her, arms crossed and eyes narrowed into a glare. Knowing Demetria, she would stubbornly refuse to believe him in Nathan's opinion of the redheaded woman. She rarely listened, thus, why would she start now?!
For a young man hardly familiar with love, Tristan easily distracted his mind. The handsome blond operated similar to a drug, addictive and intoxicating, resulting in forgetfulness with past activities. Yet, complaints would not be registered considering how much he enjoyed his intimate interaction with Tristan. Magnificent Tristan, the greatest boyfriend through all the dimensions and Nathan would stand beside that. All the wonderful things the man accomplished for him made the green-haired man endlessly grateful.
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As the male vampire entered the basement, guilt was nonexistent. He adored Tristan's company, thus remorse was impossible to feel after pleasing his precious boyfriend. Naturally, his troublesome apprentice was displeased with his abrupt disappearance. The attitude Demetria exhibited brought Nathan to a decision, he would not be informing her about the fact he had... some couples fun with Tristan. He watched as she closed the distance, snapping at him throughout her approach. The green-haired vampire rolled his eyes.
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"I had a family emergency, cool it Prissy," Nathan condescendingly returned, crossing his arms. "Anyways, we will pick up where we left off, got it?!"
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With those words, Nathan walked further into the gymnasium. Long strides carried the green-haired vampire to the sparring chamber they were before he left. The situation involving the phantom pains had frightened the young hunter, his boyfriend meaning everything to him. Assuring his injuries were treated was beyond important, hence the rush towards the TRS headquarters, although, Demetria also did not require the knowledge of it merely being a splinter.
Distractions were a common existence in Nathan's life, particularly when it involved a certain attractive blond. Those magnificent eyes entranced the young vampire, inspiring him to instead please his boyfriend with endless amounts of attention. It felt natural given the number of positive memories Tristan showered him in. From remembering his birthday to snuggling beneath the covers inside the green-haired boy's room. In short, the human managed to make the lonesome vampire feel loved and supported throughout their relationship.
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Hours passed after he brought his precious Tristan home, snuggling and general romantic actions being taken towards his precious boyfriend. Beneath the warm covers, Nathan laid, enjoying the company of the man he adored most. After the worrying circumstances that initially prompted him to rush towards the TRS in a maddened panic, he felt affectionate. The blond was beyond important to Nathan, therefore, he felt required to treat him well. The vampire stretched a little as he snuggled his boyfriend, grinning as he reminded himself of everything he accomplished.
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The vampire revelled in his accomplishments, eyes closing as he enjoyed the closeness. Rescued Tristan from his little injury, exercised a bit and trained his apprentice... DEMETRIA WAS STILL DOWNSTAIRS! Abruptly, Nathan's eyes shot open as he sat up from his position. Quickly, he escaped the bed, grabbing clothes and dressing him in his uniform.
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"I LEFT MY APPRENTICE DOWNSTAIRS! Stay in bed, honey! I have to go wrap up training!" Nathan explained in hurried, somewhat loud words.
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Slightly dishevelled, Nathan hurried out the door, closing it behind him. Quickly, he moved through the house, weaving around servants and zipping down the stairs. Eventually, he reached the threshold to the basement, heading downstairs to find Demetria. The male vampire glanced around, looking for his apprentice and discovering her, thankfully still inside the basement.
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"Okay, back to training!" Nathan declared.
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An explanation was not provided for his apprentice, instead, he decided they would immediately return to training. There was plenty that needed to get finished, therefore, the session would continue. One fact was confirmed, Demetria was not required to be provided knowledge of everything he accomplished while she was down here... Specifically his time spent having fun with his handsome, blond boyfriend.
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