elarve:

Take the nudes and go, friend


 Adam loads the memory card with 9001 photos of cookies and sends the bird to Abe.

elarve:

Take the nudes and go, friend

Adam loads the memory card with 9001 photos of cookies and sends the bird to Abe.


Emily rested her head on his shoulder, nodding slightly. "I think-- A viral video hinting where they can find help or... I don't know. Maybe a rave? We'd be able to sense the real vampires, and they'd sense us and we could separate them out, maybe?"

"That sounds like the thing to do then’ Adam smiled ‘Perhaps both? I know of the perfect place. There it’s an old factory of the river. Something bad happened there recently and if it is destroyed or damaged… good. You can throw the wildest X party this state had ever seen. A few viral leads, have a massive party, gather and find young vampires. I like it. No I won’t be there and I’ll keep Dad and the cops at bay."


[text] -sends a picture of a frying pan sitting on top of a bust in one of the hidden passages of Eden-

askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

*sends an owl to Henry’s GPS location carrying a small basket of cookies*

"It’s okay." Henry assured. "I love seeing you get giddy giggly excited." The younger said, pressing another brief kiss to his lips. "I had to do a little damage control, but no harm done."

"Damage control? He doesn’t think I’m going to hurt him does he? Lets go to Egypt next week. Maybe bring him along, but definitely Emily."

Henry chuckled softly. “I meant he is worried you will kill the archaeologists.”

"Oh. You know I wont kill them. Well… one and only if I can’t buy them off.’ Adam smiled. ‘Full funding for three years and I’ve got this map of nifty sights that I don’t have any personal stakes in just leave my damn old wine alone?"

Henry giggled a little. “I’m excited. It’ll be fun!”

Adam grinned “I guess it’s a plan then.”


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"I am definitely looking at the wrong side of Youtube" she laughed, but then her expression quickly turned sombre. "How-- I-I mean, I know what happened. Everyone does... How he died. But how was he impossible? He's here. He's younger. He's alive."

Adam held his daughter to him and reopened the browser to show her the video. He had been in Los Angeles on business when he got hungry and interrupted a mugging escalating to murder. - he explained what happened before the video played. - one of the gang banger got away and was screaming so badly a cop car stopped. The video began playing - cell phone video sure, but it was surprisingly clear - as the cop entered the alley, shots fired, Adam came out of the darkness and the man’s partner tried to call off the next car. Apparently another vampire. Things escalated and the second car arrived. Cops pulled their guns the car was lifted, rolled and Adam kicked it up to it’s bumper and spun it around. By the time the car crashed down Adam had simply vanished. — really he was just pressed against to the wall invisible hoping no one bumped into him he explained.

"It was covered up by saying it was some hyper-low budget found footage movie. Never released as it was sued into oblivion."

He took a deep breath at Emily’s next question, momentarily wondering if this was something she would want to know.

"We can bring the dead back, easily enough, even the ones with a violent death such as his. But what happened to him after… embalming wasn’t exactly precise. Something between replacing the blood with arsenic and mercury and he was autopsied. And it was almost a month before Henry had the chance to turn him. They took the body on a whirlwind tour for weeks. It was just too long. Not to mention he was nearly pickled with liquified hard metals and autopsied.

"It’s both Henry’s strength of skill and Abraham’s strength of will that he came back."


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"I'm not a miracle" she said with a dismissive laugh. "I just-- I didn't want to die. I don't want to die." She walked around the desk and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Maybe we can try reaching out to them?" she asked softly. "The young."

"No, Mr. Lincoln was the impossible one, you … do you know how hard it is not to loose the will to live? You are a miracle, ki-egir. And of course we can reach out to them. How about we stage a youtube video? I did one just over a year with great success. I flipped a cop and spun it like a top. The response was wonderful. 

"So what would you like to do?"


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Emily shifted uncomfortably on her feet, trying to process the information. "I-- I didn't know. I mean, I knew that I was expected to act like an adult in my time, but still-- I can't imagine being any younger. But-- Are any still around?"

"The boy and I lost track of each other after the fall of Rome, so I don’t know. I like to think he’s out there somewhere. As for 15 year olds, yeah. There are always a few of them about and it’s my guess that they will always be out there. 

"The problem is that they are really damn good at hiding and tend not to reach out. You are not the one I would call impossible, not by a long mark, but you a survivor and that is a wonderful thing. With everything you have been through and how well you’ve come through it all… you might not be impossible, but you are a miracle." 


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"Are there any other vampires that are-- That were my age when they... When they died?" she asked softly, staring at her bare feet. "Some of the strays said-- They said I shouldn't have survived it. That I'm too young."

"What? of course their are. There was an 8 year old who turned and roamed around the USA. I believe he ate Mr. Lincoln’s grandfather. Once a long time ago, back in Egypt, I made a promise to a dying woman her son wouldn’t die of starvation along with her and I turned a seven year old. It was the only way I could save him. 

"Given the time and place, it was once quite common to see people your physical age who had been turned. Emmie… I was approaching old age when I .. when the lion attacked. Given the good fortune of having been born in a trading village we had a longer life expectancy It was reasonable to expect that a child born in our village might live to be 60 as long as the lions were kept back, but those in the city might live to be 50. I was 43.

"It all depends on the era and the town. A variety of food and good sanitation can raise life expectations but for the most of history, except for odd pockets like my town, that didn’t happen. For most of history 15 was the ideal age to turn someone."


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[Text] I don't suppose you have someone you're debating on turning or not, do you? [Text] I'm ready to try but I can't find anyone I really want to turn. [Text] Thinking about it, I decided if you had someone you were on the fence about and I screwed up my first time, it wouldn't be that big of a deal as if I picked someone I REALLY wanted to be responsible for and failed.

[text] the chief surgeon at the hospital. 
[text] turn him if you want.
[text] Almost everyone in power in Oper is one of us, but I haven’t begun turning the hospital staff yet.


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Emily leaned against the door frame, watching him at his desk. The dye had faded from her hair, which now fell in long, chestnut waves over her shoulders. "Can I-- Can I ask you a question?" she said softly, her bare toes tapping on the wood floor.

Adam saved the email to drafts and closed the browser and turned his full attention to Emily. 

"Of course you can, ki-egir."


askhenrysturges:

Henry was silent for a bit before slowly taking the items to look over briefly. Brows knit a little and he looked to Adam. “For me?” He asked a little oddly.

Adam smiled. “Just a couple things that’ll get Vadoma to leave you alone. You mean a lot to me and I want you to be happy. I want you to feel like this is your home and not the place you’re living in.”


[text] -sends a picture of a frying pan sitting on top of a bust in one of the hidden passages of Eden-

askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

*sends an owl to Henry’s GPS location carrying a small basket of cookies*

"It’s okay." Henry assured. "I love seeing you get giddy giggly excited." The younger said, pressing another brief kiss to his lips. "I had to do a little damage control, but no harm done."

"Damage control? He doesn’t think I’m going to hurt him does he? Lets go to Egypt next week. Maybe bring him along, but definitely Emily."

Henry chuckled softly. “I meant he is worried you will kill the archaeologists.”

"Oh. You know I wont kill them. Well… one and only if I can’t buy them off.’ Adam smiled. ‘Full funding for three years and I’ve got this map of nifty map of sights that I don’t have any personal stakes in just leave my damn old wine alone?"


askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

askhenrysturges:

Henry had slowly shifted, adapted. That first year had been tough. One dawn Henry had taken a few bottles of sun balm and snuck out. He hadn’t gotten more than ten miles away before realizing he didn’t know where he was in regards to where he had been when separated with his master. So, instead, he had stayed defeated in a hotel knowing Adam would find him. That had been the last real attempt at running away. Now, three years later, he found himself more at home in his new home. He still took longer to return home when on walks, and occasionally wandered too far from home to make it by sun rise and had to stay in the forest or the motel, but he always came home, feeling defeated and abandoned. At nights like that he would curl up to Adam, each time for longer periods of time.

At the current moment in time it lasted a few hours, half a day or so. This evening he had been sitting reading a book to himself. He looked up, setting the book aside, as Adam began speaking. Why was the other telling him this? It was confusing…but not displeasing. The younger vampire reached out to gently rest a hand on his elder’s knee.

He took Henry’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"You’re too good. You put up with them when you don’t have too. You can leave at any time. Go anywhere and be anyone. You deserve to be happy and have your own life. I know you’ve tried to leave and for whatever reason came back. One day though, you’ll be able to go and you wont have to put up with them any longer. But while you’re here, I want you to know how much it means to me to have someone who has a marble count in the triple digits to talk to."

Henry blinked twice before looking away only to look back to the other. “Vadoma attempted to lock me in my room again today. The door is broken…..” He wasn’t sure what to say. He had no clue and nothing seemed right…except for the bad news he had been waiting for the right time to say. Apparently now seemed like it in his awkward train of thought.

He sighed and gave a nod. “I am sorry about that. To her cracking under pressure is a mortal sin. She is blind to the fact that you were strong enough to have survived. I’ve tried talking to her. She is… very independent and chafing in this era. A strong woman like her is better suited leading an army or owning a business and society has restricted her so much. In France she had her spy network to relieve tension. 

"Perhaps that is the answer. Everyday the ships bring more and more of our kind to the new world. Perhaps giving her the job of finding them and making contact with them will give her the power outside the home she needs. And if not…

Adam pulled the leather folded case from his inner pocket. 

"You know I wrote the king and the governor. Due to the ships it took time for the king’s reply to get here and I thought I’d wait and give them both to you at once.”


[text] -sends a picture of a frying pan sitting on top of a bust in one of the hidden passages of Eden-

askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

*sends an owl to Henry’s GPS location carrying a small basket of cookies*

"It’s okay." Henry assured. "I love seeing you get giddy giggly excited." The younger said, pressing another brief kiss to his lips. "I had to do a little damage control, but no harm done."

"Damage control? He doesn’t think I’m going to hurt him does he? Lets go to Egypt next week. Maybe bring him along, but definitely Emily."


askhenrysturges:

Henry had slowly shifted, adapted. That first year had been tough. One dawn Henry had taken a few bottles of sun balm and snuck out. He hadn’t gotten more than ten miles away before realizing he didn’t know where he was in regards to where he had been when separated with his master. So, instead, he had stayed defeated in a hotel knowing Adam would find him. That had been the last real attempt at running away. Now, three years later, he found himself more at home in his new home. He still took longer to return home when on walks, and occasionally wandered too far from home to make it by sun rise and had to stay in the forest or the motel, but he always came home, feeling defeated and abandoned. At nights like that he would curl up to Adam, each time for longer periods of time.

At the current moment in time it lasted a few hours, half a day or so. This evening he had been sitting reading a book to himself. He looked up, setting the book aside, as Adam began speaking. Why was the other telling him this? It was confusing…but not displeasing. The younger vampire reached out to gently rest a hand on his elder’s knee.

He took Henry’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"You’re too good. You put up with them when you don’t have too. You can leave at any time. Go anywhere and be anyone. You deserve to be happy and have your own life. I know you’ve tried to leave and for whatever reason came back. One day though, you’ll be able to go and you wont have to put up with them any longer. But while you’re here, I want you to know how much it means to me to have someone who has a marble count in the triple digits to talk to."


[text] -sends a picture of a frying pan sitting on top of a bust in one of the hidden passages of Eden-

askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

askhenrysturges:

vampireadam:

*sends an owl to Henry’s GPS location carrying a small basket of cookies*

"No." Henry chuckled resting against Adam. "At least not until you offered to *strip for him.*" he mused.

"Hey now. The longer I think about the more I think that was you. You set me me up so it doesn’t count. Even if it was him, what the hell not Henry? If that’s what it takes to stop whatever this undercurrent is and ease tensions why not? Will you please tell him that that war was not personal and to this day it’s still not personal. I had nothing to do with what Jack and Vadoma did. I actually like the guy. I went out of my way not to kill him, more than once.”

Henry rolled his eyes, biting back a comment he knew was too rash and true to be said. Instead, he shifted to pin Adam to the wall and kiss him hard, a slightly demanding under tone to it. “Is cause a justifiable answer as to “why not?” Because it is all I have for you.”

The kiss, he liked the kiss, even if he knew Henry was only distracting him with it. 

"Cause is an answer, yes.’ he said a bit softly, wrapping his arms around Henry’s waist. ‘I really didn’t mean to text him, or interrupt your night. The news of the dig over-excited me."