Time To Find A Playmate (private for now)

Walking down the streets, cold as ice his heart beat gently. Collar on his jacket was high, hands in his coat pockets he walked with his head down. Eyes closed as he went through the streets. Not exactly what all "wizards" called Death Eaters he was some other kind of monster. No one in his family was around anymore, not since... Spectra. Crazy woman. No matter, lifting his head he looked about with a soft smirk before it faded. There was a club around here...

Walking slowly he put his hand on his wand before letting go. Safe measure as he went into the bar and club. Looking to the people he shook his head and sighed. Looking to the bar he got a bottle of Jack straight and began to down it like it was water. Half of it was gone before he smiled, "English Jack doesn't do much as Irish ale.." he muttered before seeing a male flirting with multiple girls.

His expression seemed less... perked. Eyes flashed black before he downed the bottle completely. Walking closer he sat at a booth close by. Watching females and males dance, flirt, and frolic. His eyes listening to the one he saw with multiple. He was planning something. As to what. It was unable to be read from his eyes, face, or lips. He was devoid. Though one girl who was holding alcohol, the rim seemed to glow. It was on fire. Lightly on fire, barely noticeable but the heat was there. It cracked the glass...

The glass soon grew hotter making the girl blink before the glass shattered on her, the drink coating her front in her drink. She looked to the glass and blushed furiously, apologizing for a strong grip she bit her lip. What made her drink do that?

What caused it?


It was unknowingly, Ceciro.



He had started his own... game.

The second bottle came to him but this time he was given a glass for slow drinking. He had seen the glass break and had not let no emotion happen save for when he glanced, along with other men, at Austin who danced his mouth over the wet shirt then cleaned it by magic. He stared half lidded, glass to his lip pulling it down a bit, in shock. Well now he wanted to see more. Yet, there was a sweet, intoxication. Usually woman gave that off before certain elements worked against them. It was coming from that group but... Shaking his head he went back to drinking and pulled out a pocket sized book of some kind of rip novel. As Ceciro read the book his free hand drummed gently on the table. This time his magic going into a new direction. He waited as a waiter went by and pulled something from the male before opening the bottle. Ceciro hummed as one girl felt something brush her, making her cling to Austin. Her hands on his hips as she was wide in shock. Glaring at the waiter.

Thinking he touched her bum, when it was yet again Ceciro. Using magic to nonchalantly have the waiter's not pad grace the girl then have it rest on the floor. Yet that was part of it. He used magic to move the girl'a hand to rub Austin on his body sensually. The girl seemed too content near the male so Ceciro was using that against her. His magic had been brief but now she was touching all on her own to Austin's form. All the while Ceciro was reading his book.

Reading the book he chuckled and turned the page. Looking up in a glance he watched as the dumbfounded woman was dissed. So... the girls couldn't touch him? Well then... he could make this work better. He was now after the "no touching" male. Before it was fun. Now... he wanted to... try and get by that sweet barrier. Reading his book he thanked the waiter and added sugar to the tea he was drinking now.

The book was still being read as he swirled a finger over the cup, the spoon moved as he read from his book. Yet he lifted his eyes and began to talk to the waiter. As he did he continued to "read" using the book as a proxy as he saw the girl he was targeting next. When he was done he sat and began reading more as he then used a bit of magic to "bump" his target as if she lost a little control. The girl blushed and bit her lip. Her drink spilled on Austin and she looking to him, apologizing to him as she looked to him

His mind was distracted by his book for a moment, missing the fact Austin seemed to be talking to the girl sweetly. Picking up his tea he drank it and coughed a bit. Caught off guard by what he was reading before looking up to see Austin, mid strip tease. He was not expecting that but yum, that upper body... he then drank more tea before he then put a marker in place then stood. He had talked to the Waiter, who was eager to "aid" him in his game.

He got up and went to the bar after putting his book away and leaned on the counter. Ordering a drink before going off to a different corner as the waiters went about. However... he was going to wait a... turn. It seemed he moved too fast... no matter that waiter already set the new turn up. He paid them off a bit to help his game as well. A different person had their cup, explode but this time... he was nowhere to be seen. 

He was off side watching elsewhere, soon he would be back, soon.... just needed to throw off his game prey. So far his... game move made a little sexy hick fight between two witches. One thinking the other did that on purpose the other.... had no idea why it happened.

Narrowing, darkening, his eyes went black. He had been found out, now... Now it was his turn. With a look around he took in the scene. Seeing a woman with a handsome man and he evaluated him. With a grin he pushed and made his way toward the female. His eyes looked to the girl. Smiling gently, he took her hand and grinned gently, "Such a beautiful flower...." he said to her and kissed her hand. She giggled and he pulled her close, flattering her as he stroked her hair. The male then closed his eyes and kissed her deeply with a smirk. Pulling back he smiled. She gasped and blushed heavily.

However her date, was an upturned scowl. As Ceciro moved he saw the punch come, he moved the lady aside and dodged the punch. The man's fist collided with the waiter who fell down, A man who saw it punched the male who hit the Waiter. This event caused a bar war. Everyone was fighting. Ceciro then made his way to Austin. No expression but the girls were diverted by magical illusion. Seeing a man... much more.... in the way of their... lust. Now it was his time to take Austin. Checkmated.

The chaos, like a fire in the background, gave him the perfect feel of creeping. He stood before Austin with a blank expression. Soon a smile came onto his lips as he stood before the male. His hands in his pockets as he looked to the native american, almost laughing at his new nickname. It was sure new for him. Why not play that up? With a straight face he spoke in reply, "Well, Holmes... I figured you would want a... more personal meeting." he said with a shrugged smile before he looked to the bar.

As he looked away distantly he moved swiftly, his fist balled and and turned. Bringing it up in a swift agile punch he connected it to Austin's face. It was no light punch it was full body weight force, after which he pocketed his hand and pulled out a bronze syringe. It was bared and he grabbed the male and jammed the syringe into the male. It went in heavy and hard into Austin's chest. Pulling it back slowly he kept the medical syringe in tight as he slowly pulled it out. The needle was an inch long and big in circum. Inside that bronze needle case, was a syrum Ceciro made. Camomile, melted candy cane that was over 50 years old, honey, Seal Fungi, strawberry extract, fermented oj, and a touch of aphrodisiac. 

The concoction was actually something he used to sleep when he never added strawberry and Aphrodisiac. On a mortal figure it was knock them into delusion and put them out cold within fifteen minutes. Once the sleep was away it would make the drinker sick as if they drank too much alcohol. The tool used was put into his pocket and sealed back up. It was empty now.


OOC:

Syringe >> Medical Syringe

The male was glad to finally find someone worth his time for his own little games. Though he heard something he had not expected and growled. Boy knew his dad and Remnant Wyatt Winchester. He was not too happy or thralled that the boy knew them both. Yet he laughed and winced as he was hit in the gut. He watched Austin fall and caught him. Taking him outside as he held him he took to the sky on the wings of his heritage and left, "Now we can play Holmes..." He said as he took Austin to his place of hiding.

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