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“It’s been fifteen years since I’ve read them.  Give me a break,” Abele rolled his eyes, although the action was nothing but playful.  “They may be in Italian but I’ll just have to see.  If they are, I’ll find something else or translate the most important sections,” he shrugged once again.  “I’m not sure people would appreciate me doing that, plus I don’t need a big space.  I just… need a space.” Both his brows rose, amusement thick in his his tone as he spoke, “Christian? Oh, that’s just beautifully ironic,” he let out a chuckle.  “I’m Abele,” he stated his name after a short moment, wearing a friendly grin.  “If you do plan to poison anyone, though, let me know.  I wanna watch.”

“Oh damn,” he laughed “okay that makes more sense,” he nodded “and why they are in Italian,” he said thinking about it, was he about to get into Satanism? He wasn’t sure, he was interested but he didn’t know if after it all he’d commit. He figured it was something to at least explore if it was something he liked after everything. “Thanks though, that would be cool,” he told him nodding. “Well you have a spare room, thats space?” He wasn’t sure how big of a space he needed. “Yep. Christian,” he laughed “isn’t it? I was just waiting to say that one,” he grinned. “Abele, nice to meet you,” he said. “Okay I’ll make sure to let you know if I do,” he laughed.

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“I’ll let you borrow a few of the books I read when I was first getting involved.  They’re in English, I think,” Abele squinted his eyes for a short moment, as if trying to think.  He remembered the contents within the books – he just didn’t remember the language they were in.  “I still need to set up an altar and you’re allowed to watch me do that.  I just haven’t been able to find a good place in my apartment yet,” he murmured with a little shrug.  He was still trying to figure out how to make the spare room work for his intentions.  “This is the worst conversation to be using the word hard in,” he shook his head, unable to hold in his laughter.  “By the way, what’s your name? I figure I should ask since I’m getting you into Satanism and all,” there was amusement in his eyes, another smile on his lips.  “I think I’m pretty good and you can be, too.  Just… don’t set anything on fire and try not to poison people, unless they deserve it.”

Christian laughed “you think? You might need to read them to me then, English is the only language I know,” he said “I was never very good even learning a language in school, what’s the language the books are in?” He asked curious, he didn’t realize satanism had a specific language for it. “The apartments are really big, maybe if you have two empty rooms that are side by side, you could knock the wall out that splits them, make it a giant room and turn it into what you need?” he asked shrugging, trying to help. “Yeah it is but also the best,” he laughed “I’m Christian,” he grinned “Ironic, my name is Christian and we’re talking about Satanism.” He smirked. “I’ll try not to set things on fire.”

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“I completely agree,” he murmured with a nod, flashing another soft smile.  Abele found his beliefs ironic after growing up in a household devoted to Christianity; he couldn’t understand their dogma, so he wouldn’t.  He rejected that faith and found others, searching through theory after theory until he found the one that he could make sense of – the one he could agree with and devote himself to.  “Which is why you will be doing research about this before I let you sit in on a ritual or anything else,” his tone was almost authoritative, as if he wouldn’t take no for an answer.  “You can stop imagining me naked now,” his tone had quickly become sarcastic, playful.  “Read up about it and if you’re interested after the ritual, I’ll walk you through all of it.  Only if you think you can commit, though,” he made it clear he was being serious, although he wore a small smile to take the edge off.  “Hey, if I was able to make an entire meal and then some by the age of nine, I’m sure you’ll do just fine in the kitchen.”

“Okay,” Christian said fairly “I’ll do some research, but you need to point me in the right direction for that because I have no clue where I’d start,” he said wanting to abide by the mans rules when it came to it all. “I promise,” he said, he really wanted to see him in action and what else was he supposed to do while waiting for a master? He hated sitting around, Christian was always an active person so he needed something to focus on. “It’s hard not to imagine you naked,” He laughed “it’s been said,” he grinned playfully but he raised his hands in defense “the thought is going,” He laughed lightly “but I will, I’ll commit, definitely,” he told him, making sure he knew he meant it. “Nine?” He said “damn, you must be good, I’ve always been shit, but, I’ll give it a go.”

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“Thanks,” he grinned “that would be nice,” he said, he did want a nice master, but he also wanted someone to take charge of him.

“well, i hope you get another nice one soon!”

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“Well, that’s a damn shame for everyone else, now isn’t it?” His blue eyes took the man over once again, watching every muscle move in the water, a smile quickly forming on his lips. “Are you serious, though? Someone as beautiful as you all alone? I have a hard time believing that.”

Christian laughed lightly “I guess so,” he said putting some water over his chest and arms. He leaned his head back getting it wet and came back up running his hand through his hair. “Yeah, I’m serious no master,” he said “I used to have one, he left,” He shrugged “so its just me now,” He looked him over, he was extremely attractive.

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Christian nodded “yeah I did, he was nice to me,” he smiled “it wasn’t a bad relationship, he had to leave for reasons so that was that,’ he shrugged and then laughed “possibly.”

lana looked at him in surprise. “really? i never would’ve expected that,” she hummed in thought as she followed him. “did you like him?” she asked before she snorted gently. “oh, c'mon. as sweet as you are someone would need to be worthy of you.”

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Tino looked the man over, up and down, and why he was maybe, just maybe, checking him out, the master just liked to admire. “Are you here alone?” The words were smooth, almost practiced as Valentino eased himself out of the water to sit on the pool’s edge., eyes still on the stranger.

Christian noticed he was looking him over and he gave a small smile, the man in front of him was gorgeous, so he didn’t mind. He walked into the pool, wading a bit and he nodded “yeah, all alone,” he smiled.

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Christian walked in and he looked at the man that was there “I know,” he said putting his towel down, he walked over and dipped his feet in testing the water. He knew the tales of the pool, but he was hot.

The water always calmed him even if it wasn’t a hot day. Usually no one was around here anyway and Valentino thought it was going to be another lonely afternoon swim, but steps brought his attention to a figure just beyond the edge of the water. 

“The water doesn’t bite, you know.”

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“It’s not an offer with strings,” Daniel said, raising an eyebrow in Christopher’s direction and looking amused. “It doesn’t have to be a cheap guitar or a cheap anything, and you don’t have to pay me back. You could pick the most expensive thing you can find, and I’m not going to retract the offer. And offer’s an offer.” He smiled. “I don’t need anything. I have a lot of money, remember?” he added teasingly. “It’s not a big deal.”

Christian laughed “okay,” he said “I can’t help myself,” he said “I just want to make sure that you know, you want to do this, and it seems like you do so,” he laughed and bit his lip. He was really nice and he always felt shy when someone offered to buy him something, he never wanted to make someone feel they needed to just because of his situation. He said that to his last master too when he first offered. “Thank you, it’s appreciated,” he grinned “I do want an acoustic, they are really good to write with, just making tunes and all that,” he nodded, it was what he wanted.

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“Yeah it’s no problem it’s interesting to see people’s different beliefs and what makes them happy in the world,” he said, he wasn’t sure if he believed in god, or any type of faith in general, he never really grew up in that type of household, he just did what he wanted and felt and it took him wherever it took him. “Oh no, I doubt that should be taken lightly, it seems like a really big, thing,” he wasn’t sure how exactly it worked, if it was worshiping the devil or just an overall religion or what. Christian let out a small chuckle “oh really?” He grinned wiggling his eyebrows playfully, “but yeah of course, I wouldn’t interrupt, it would just be interesting to see, something new, who knows, maybe you’ll make me a believer,” he smiled at him, he noticed how much Abele enjoyed talking about something he enjoyed a lot and the difference between tones when things were important or not, like animals. “I love mac and cheese,’ he grinned “that would be cool, I don’t exactly have a big place to cook but I can give it a shot, why not,” he smiled.

“I appreciate how open minded you’re being about this, truly,” Abele murmured with a smile, one that was soft and genuine.  “Oh, it’s very interesting.  It is a commitment, however, and not anything to be taken lightly,” he could never stress that enough.  As much as he would’ve loved to go on and make jokes about Devil worshippers and things similar, he couldn’t force himself to.  He was too devoted to his beliefs, to his practices, and for good reason.  He didn’t think this type of thing should be viewed as a joke, or disregarded as something not that serious.  “I don’t have to, no.  I just prefer to do them alone, mostly as I do them in the nude,” he let out another chuckle, a little grin on his lips.  “That’s really only necessary for the initiation to Satanism, though.  I can throw on some clothes and let you watch one day, so long as you don’t disturb the ritual or prayer,” his tone was a bit more serious now, on the edge of warning the other.  It was rare he practiced any of this around people, so he was erring on the side of caution.  “Mac and cheese’s always good – definitely a classic.  You can borrow a few of my cookbooks, if you want.  Those are a major part of my massive book collection, and they may help you out with learning to cook.  At least let you get an idea of what to do when you’re able to cook, anyway.”

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Abele felt this wave of relief once he hadn’t gotten a bad reaction; he was too used to those.  He understood those who placed their belief in Satan were not ideal, so he was always cautious when talking about it.  This was personal to him, anyway, however he could share some things about it for once.  “I don’t necessarily care if you do, it’s just I’m not in the mood to argue about whether my belief is wrong or someone else’s is right,” there was a shrug that accompanied his words.  “What I do… well, a lot, technically.  Rituals and prayers are a big part of it.  For me, at least,” he was careful as he explained it, trying his best not to ramble about the subject.  There was so much to it and it wasn’t something he could get out in one go.  “I work sometimes but I focus on saving the money I have mostly,” he fell silent shortly after those words, pausing to think if he’s come across any good restaurants, although soon shook his head, “I haven’t found a good place around here but I can make it.  Actually, that’s how I make a quick buck from time to time.  Catering pays a pretty penny,” he let out a chuckle.  “At least I don’t have to deal with dead bird germs anymore.”

"People believe what they believe in, who am I or anyone else to tell them different. It's your life, I don't tell you what to do," he said "it's actually quite interesting, I mean, I'm sure if it wasn't you wouldn't be too interested," he said smiling at him, letting him know he wasn't a person that judged others for what they liked doing or believed in. Especially being a gay man, having to fight just to love someone, he never wanted to be a hyprocite in that sense where he judged others. Christian nodded trying to understand what he was telling him "that's so cool," he said "do you have to do the rituals alone or can people watch?" He asked hopeful he could maybe sit in one time. "Cool.." he said since he didn't really tell him what he did, he decided not to ask, he kept asking so many questions he didn't want to see annoying. "That's really cool," he smiled "I would give anything to be able to cook well, I can make mac and cheese though," he grinned, "but that is true."

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“It’s not, like, shit you see in movies or whatever.  I’m not a witch or anything.  I’m – I’m a… Satanist,” Abele made a face as he spoke, shaking his head and letting out an almost uncomfortable laugh.  “That doesn’t sound any better, does it? It’s sort of difficult to explain,” he shook his head once more, an embarrassed smile on his lips.  He was hardly ever open about his beliefs, so talking about them was an odd experience.  “I have several.  My apartment’s become a mess of books, really,” he murmured, nodding along as he spoke.  “Just choose a day and I’ll take you to the place,” was all he said with another smile.  “I used to find America fascinating then I lived here for awhile.  No Italian zest and what you motherfuckers label as authentic Italian food is just pathetic,” his tone was harsh, although he didn’t mean for it to be; he was just so passionate about the culture he grew up in, especially the food that came with it.  “Because I was moving out to come here.  I just suck at letting things go.”

Christian wasn’t deterred by his confession, people liked what they liked and Christian was actually a bit curious on how he was a satanist, how it all worked and if he did it on a daily basis. “I believe you,” he spoke finally “you don’t need to worry, I’m not freaked out, nor will I go around telling everyone you are,” he chuckled slightly. “Can I ask like, what you do and all that? With the satanism?” He asked softly, hoping he didn’t feel like he was trying to pry, but he did just admit that to him. “Okay,” he said “thanks I appreicate it, I have every day free,” he laughed “so really, whenever you say lets go I’m coming, do you work?” He asked him, considering this place was expensive, he wasn’t sure if he had an inheritance or he worked or ran a drug ring, who knew. “Is there anywhere in town that does have authentic Italian?” He laughed “or can you make it? I’d love to try,” he asked him softly, “but I understand that,its always hard to let things go.”

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“I wholeheartedly agree.  I could never get into that audio book trend, however the books I favour you can’t really find on iBooks or some shit as they’re very… occult, I suppose.  Books about witchcraft, Satanism, spells… things of that nature,” Abele murmured with a little shrug.  “I could take you, if you’d like? I might, as well, since I brought it up and all,” he offered with a smile, a curious look in his eyes.  “Born and raised in Italy,” there was this hint of pride in his tone, not shy about his Italian upbringing.  He never denied his Italian roots, and certainly never let them fade, bringing the culture into his life whenever he could.  “The baddest.  They were taking my home, so I left them a little welcoming gift.”

“Exactly, the e-reader is just annoying to me, I don’t know.. but.. witchcraft?” He chuckled “that’s interesting, could you show me?” He asked him “can you like do spells?” he grinned knowing they wouldn’t work, but he was a big fan of halloween and anything to do with things like spells. He was a big harry potter fan too. “Do you have a lot of them?” He asked curiously, he felt like he did. “I would love if you did, that would be really nice of you,” he smiled longing to go outside of the building, even if it was just for a bit. “That’s really awesome you were born and raised there, I was raised here, so, nothing fancy about me. I would love to learn a new language, I bet you entice people when you speak Italian,” he chuckled. “But why did they take it?”

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“Yeah?” Abele tilted his head ever so slightly, his expression lighting up some.  Reading was something he adored, no matter what the book was about, even if he didn’t like the particular genre or content it discussed.  “There’s a bookstore around here you might like, then.  It’s like a fucking book-topia or some shit,” his excitement was clear in his tone, a sparkle in his hazel eyes due to the topic.  He hardly ever got to talk about books, not enough for it to matter, so he was simply overjoyed.  “It’s the Italian blood in me.  Makes me passionate,” he said with a chuckle.  “Luckily, it was in my apartment back in Brooklyn so it’s not my problem anymore.  It is, however, the problem of a lovely couple who have no idea about the dead bird germs.”

“Yeah, honestly, the world needs books, I think books are the one thing that would never go out of style, I mean, yeah there’s audio books now and e-readers and all that shit but people love holding books, the smell and the feel and just sitting with a small light turning pages, I love it,” he grinned. “And I would love to go see that store, whenever I get a master I’ll ask him, force him to take me,” he laughed lightly. “You’re Italian?” He smiled “I wouldn’t have guessed that, that’s cool,” he said to him. “You’re bad,” he laughed “fuck those new people.”

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“Yeah, I’m not one for spending an abundance of money.  Unless we’re talking books, in which case I’m making it fucking rain,” Abele let out a short laugh, a grin on his lips.  He never really dubbed anything important enough to shell out cash for, not when he was trying to save it all for something better in life.  “That dog was an innocent puppy who didn’t deserve the ending he got,” he was feigning passion for the subject now, although he didn’t care that much, even if it seemed like it.  He hated the movie, sure, however he knew it wasn’t real life and nothing to get genuinely worked up over.  “Dogs don’t kill for fun, cats do.  Mine’s fucked with a bird all damn day before killing it and leaving it to rot on my couch.  Wasn’t a fun thing to sit down on.”

“I love books,” he smiled “those were the things my old master took me back to my apartment for, I collected all the books I had and brought them here. I put them all under my dorm room bed, only place I could put them,” he chuckled lightly. “It’s cool that you’re into books,” he didn’t meet too many people around here who read as much as he did, then again he didn’t know everyone. Christian laughed more “your passion for this dog is admirable, I will say that,” he told him “oh god.. you sat on a dead bird? I hope you burned that couch who knows what it was probably carrying.”

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“You’d be surprised how much money masters have.  It’s not fucking cheap to get into this place,” Abele said with a shrug, shaking his head some.  “I have plenty of good ideas, that’s just one of them!” his tone was sarcastic, almost bitter, however neither were rare at this point.  “I can respect that,” there was a nod that followed his words.  “That dog had rabies, as I’ve said before.  Insanity’s a bit more forgivable when there’s a reason for it, no? He wasn’t killing for the fucking fun of it all.”

“No, hey, I used to have a master so I know how much, he always wanted to spend his money,” he said understanding. He knew these rooms were crazy expensive, and they were basically taking care of another person when they had their pet, it wasn’t like they could take care of themselves properly. Christian grinned “you and that dog,” he said “you need your own cujo for yourself,” he laughed “but yeah you’re right, I doubt he was killing for fun, that wouldn’t make sense.”