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[colt-kaine]

defectivelabwolf​:

“Yes, roaming. Just figuring out where things are, and who lives where. This cell you can leave whenever you want is still odd to me. But if going to peak in new rooms is wrong, then I won’t do it. I’m a good girl.”

Colts gaze narrowed once more. Though he was sure the other wasn’t a threat to anyone in the building, she was invading someone's personal space, and who knows who else’s room she entered before he caught her. ”I see... It is very wrong. And very much against the rules. Please keep out of the other escorts rooms unless invited.” He paused and studied the other. “What’s your name?”

#Tesla chat

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israelskelton​:

Biting his lip in apprehension the wolf truly hoped he wasn’t making a terrible mistake. Silently reminding himself to hold Colt at arms length, he could already feel those isolating walls of his slamming up. He was just being nice. It didn’t mean anything. He had no reason to panic and yet he was already feeling himself growing hot under that stupid collar. I’ll try. Israel responded dryly, not sure how to take that comment. Were you a doctor or something? He questions, dark eyes narrowing in curiosity. The way the Elysian responded gave him his answer. You know, you clients are really hard to pin down… He signed, wondering how the kinder ones survived in this godforsaken cesspool. Or really why they came here… or stayed? The allure had been lost on him throughout the years. At least we agree on that. Israel replied, following Colt to his truck. As he opened the door, the wolf cocked his head. Did he think he was going to run? At the question he looked down. I’ll eat anything. I can’t taste much anyway.

Colt noted the others unsettled demeanor. He seemed skeptical and certainly not instantly ready to trust Colt. The elysian understood. Many prisoners and a decent amount of escorts seemed uneasy when it came to trusting some of the clients in the city. That’s why Colt always made a point to keep a calm demeanor, and why he took special care in protecting the escorts at Le Bordel. They could trust him. The question brought a small smile to his lips. “In another life.” He admitted, having never gotten the opportunity to finish his apprenticeship. He knew a lot though. But he couldn’t be a doctor in this life. “What do you mean?” He cocked a brow curiously. His gaze narrowed slightly when the other stated he didn’t have much of a sense of taste. “How come?” He questioned. “Either way, you pick whatever you want.”

#israel chat

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bryce-cumberbatch​:

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Bryce was actually content with the silence. It gave him a sense of calm that he so desperately needed. The young wolf wanted nothing more than to rest his worries and focus on better things. He smiled back at Colt and shook his head, “No, you haven’t stolen me from anyone. I’m taking a bit of a break from escorting, but only for a week or so. Has work been hectic for you?”

Colt took a moment or two to study the other. He looked okay, but of course, he knew that if anything happened the boy would have healed quickly. Maybe he was just very worried about something or someone in his life? Whatever it was, Colt would respect his privacy, but be good company for the other. He gave a soft chuckle. “Well, I am glad to hear it. But I will be paying you for this visit. Just having your company is worth it.” Plus, he knew the escorts needed the money and whether Bryce was taking a break or not, Colt knew the others time was valuable. “Well, it wouldn’t be if everyone else submitted their own reports and paperwork. But they all seem to just leave it behind for me.” It really wasn’t all that bad, just a little extra time that he had to take entering and filing them, but still. 

#bryce chat

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undercoverhunter-elijah​:

“Nah, I was already a Catholic. I don’t think I need to pay anyone else to get into heaven.” Eli replied with a grin. He chuckled at the other man’s price, “I mean finding and drinking good booze at the end of the world is my way to go. Saved or not.” Eli liked the Elysian. He was a straight shooter. He shrugged, “Wouldn’t be the first time I got blamed for an apocalypse.” His tone still joking though. But cutting a little closer to the truth. He looked over at the other man and nodded, “Didn’t think I would be.” 

Eli can only imagine what the other guy had been called over his existence. People could get real creative in their insults given enough time. When Colt said he was worth at least fifty he just chuckled and rubbing his face nodded and said, “That’s why the twenty should make you feel used.” Poking fun back. But then the tone of the conversation moved more into the real and Eli closed down a bit.  Not much, but the way he always did when things turned more serious. But then the moment passed by and Eli chuckled, “We both pick and choose what we want. No one looks at you sideways though cuz you’re a Client. I get looked at funny because every escort must be fucking looking for something exclusive. Even though I ain’t.”

This time, Colt just laughed at the others words. He was never one to get into religions, especially when the vampires had invaded his town all those years ago, slaughtering their people before the hunters went after them. But he appreciated others beliefs and faith, and jokes. He glanced at the other and smirked at the mention of drinking to the end of the world. “Alright, when it comes time, we look for the most expensive and finely aged booze.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Might as well end on a high note.” And Eli wasn’t the worst person to face the end with. “So would sacrificing you as the one to blame save us all?” He was absolutely teasing the other now, knowing Eli wouldn’t be bothered at all. “Good, because I never disappoint.” He insisted with a grin. 

“Well, I am feeling desperate enough....if the twenty is all I can get, who am I to refuse?” He joked back, trying to keep the mood light and run. But the change in the others demeanor thickened the air some, Colt frowning at the other. But it was changed almost as quickly as it came, the other man back into the rhythm of the conversation as if nothing happened. Colt wouldn’t press him on it. “That is true.” He mused, then laughed. “Oh trust me, people look at me sideways. It actually makes me feel a little bad when someone get’s so interested in me and I’m not really someone looking for an exclusive escort.” He had his reasons, but he tried not to let others reactions bother him. “Don’t pay them any attention.” He suggested jokingly, already knowing the other didn’t give two shits about the looks he got. 

#elijah chat

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defectivelabwolf​:

Tesla jolted a bit. The pup had been focused on exploring, and hadn’t noticed the man nearby. “Not really? Just roaming. Learning where things are. Learning new smells. Am I being bad?”

Colt waited expectantly, quite curious as to why the other was so easily helping herself to another escorts room. He didn’t appreciate someone else being so blatantly disrespectful of someone else’s private space while he worked. “Roaming? He repeated, brows furrowed. “And you decided to roam into someone else’s room?” He prompted, nodded. “Well, breaking into someone else’s room is against the rules here.” 

#tesla chat

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patrickpendrix​:

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Patrick offers the other his hand as he sits. “Thank you. I’m Patrick.” The chthonic says. He doesn’t add more as he wants to see the elysian reaction to his mere presence. From what he’d seen, and learned, Colt didn’t seem to remember anything. It’s almost better this way, he doesn’t want stranger being familiar with him. But Colt interested him, because they’d been close——— too close… and he wonders why. Why would they be entangled in such way? 

 "Can I offer the next round?“ Patrick isn’t a nice person, he gets easily obsessed with people when he gets curious, and he can do so with multiple people at the same time. Said time will tell if Colt will fall into that category too.

The elysian eyed the other over, studying him curiously for a moment. As the chthonic sat and offered his hand, Colt straightened up and accepted the hand. He gave it a firm shake, offering a casual smile, though he was still thrown off by the others familiarity. “Of course. It’s nice to meet you Patrick. Name’s Colt.” He thought at first maybe the other had visited Le Bordel once or trice, but the name didn’t ring any bells. It had to have been a brief passing that he seems familiar? 

He was waving someone over so that Patrick could order, when his words surprised him slightly. The elysian was about to offer the other a drink. “I was actually about to offer you one. I have a tab open already.” He chuckled as the bartender made her way over. “Allow me this time.” He insisted, the gentleman in him unable to help himself. 

#patrick chat

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the-night-circus-christine​:

Christine had ran into Colt earlier that day on her walk back to her studio after grabbing some coffee. It had been awhile since she had last seen him. She had asked how the puppies were doing and was glad to hear that they were good. The shewolf was surprised she caught herself asking if he was free later to get a drink and something to eat. It was new to her, but she did like his company. It was about time she made new friends. 

After work she went home to clean up. They had agreed to meet that Covaire Grill. She had dressed in a more casual way, she wore a pair of shorts and crop top with sandals. She let her hair down in loose curls. Christine was one that was always on time, punctuality important to her. She waited outside the door, looking down the walk way, waiting for him to come. A smile pulled at her features when she saw him approaching. “Evening.” 

@colt-kaine​

Colt had worked the overnight shift at Le Bordel and had been on his way to grab some coffee and breakfast after. That’s when he ran into the familiar woman. The two had exchanged some pleasantries and caught up since the last time they spoke. Colt had expected the other move on with her day after, but he was pleasantly surprised when she asked if he was free to get together later for some dinner and drinks. He could tell she was a bit nervous asking, so he offered a smile and agreed, looking forward to having some company this evening. 

He went back home to get some sleep after they parted ways, the Elysian then getting himself ready in a a blue sweater that hugged his form nicely, and some jeans and boots. Colt made his way towards the restaurant they agreed to meet at, arriving earlier than they agreed to, and was pleasantly surprised to see she was already there waiting. He offered her a smile. “Good evening. I thought I was early but now I’m hopin’ I wasn’t actually late.” He chuckled. 

#christine chat

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The elysian was laying back and relaxing for a bit, finally soaking in the downtime he had. He debated just letting the silence and serenity embrace him before someone showed up, but he wasn’t so sure he wanted complete silence. So instead, he had his laptop open beside him, his headphones synced up so he could listen to what he had playing. He had it up pretty high so the sound would surround him, but his super sensitive hearing was still able to pick up the knock at the door. 

“You can come on in, it’s open.” His voice carried as he moved to sit up to greet his visitor. 

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kaleidoscope-dreamz​:

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bryce-cumberbatch​:

Bryce was feeling extra nervous today. The last run in with the pawnbroker left him in a bad shape, which had to be fixed by a friend. After that, Bryce no longer felt safe or comfortable in his own home. So he did everything he could to be out of it. He was glad Colt accepted his offer to catch up, because Bryce wasn’t sure what he would have done if Colt said no. He smiled as he walked in, “It’s alright, I can wait until you’re done”.

As soon as the other had entered the room, the air became thicker. The elysian could sense unease pouring off Bryce. It made his brows furrow and he was tempted to close the system he was working in and get some answers. But Colt wasn’t one to pry, he’d let the other disclose the information should he want to. He nodded, his focus returning to his work before he completely lost his train of thought. And after another five minutes or so passes, he submits his final document and is now setting the computer into sleep mode. Finally, he looks to Bryce, offering a kind smile. “Sorry about that. Thanks comin’ by. Hope I didn’t steal you away from anyone else.” He teased, smirking. 

#bryce chat

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Colt was at his desk in the office, dealing with the backlogs of system updates that the last guard on duty seemed to have ‘forgotten’ about. The vampire was notoriously one to never help with the paperwork, so Colt shouldn’t have been surprised. The only reason he was so irritated is because he’d asked a certain escort to meet him today so they could catch up. And now here he was, still entering things into the computer when Bryce knocked on his door. “Come in.” He sighed, tapping away at the keyboard as the other entered. “My apologies, I’m hopin’ this will take me just a few more minutes and then I’m taking a break.”

@bryce-cumberbatch​

#bryce chat

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defectivelabwolf​:

@covairecitystarters​

Freedom was weird. And having people visiting your cell and being able to tell them they weren’t allowed inside was weirder. But it also meant the wolf could explore without permission or a chaperone. So after finishing with a client, she’d gotten cleaned up, and began to roam. Having cells with solid doors felt wrong. Weren’t those just for the guards’ quarters? But also, some were unlocked, and the ever-learning pup was curious to see what she could learn. So she’d begun going to open doors or unlocked ones and peaking in.

“Hello?”

Colt had been doing his rounds on one of the upper floors. He wasn’t one to to start knocking on doors and doing welfare checks or anything, but he liked to roam the halls and make sure all was as it should be. Really, he was making sure there were no fights happening or aggressive clients giving the escorts an unwanted rough time. He was about to turn and make his way to the next floor when movement caught his eye. The elysian arched a brow as one of the newer residents at Le Bordel seemed to be helping herself into someone else’s room. “Were you looking for someone?” He asked, not bothering with greetings yet. 

#tesla chat #busted hehehe

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patrickpendrix​:

@colt-kaine​

This elysian, is another person that Patrick has been curious about; one amongst a handful that he remembers from this other world. He’d tried to find the likes of Maximus and his sister Tana, but if had seemed they’d left the city recently. One man had been interested in a girl named Amani Cumberbatch, which had so happened to be his escort here, and she too, was gone with him. Patrick had found another citizen though with that name, an escort… Maybe he’ll search on them next. As for now, he’s interested in this Colt Kaine as they were best of friends. The chthonic isn’t the type to believe in destiny, but a part of him is curious as to why they were so close in that other world. Now that he knows this other isn’t a treat, he’s ready to approach. He wonders if this Colt is also interested in Richard here?

The outdoor bar is nice, and so is the weather, a bit cooler than usual, but still very warm compared to places with actual autumns and winters. He comes up to the bar - where the other man is sitting - and nods at him. “I hope you don’t mind me sitting with you?”

Colt hadn’t forgotten about the two-weeks he’d lost a while back, the time past a complete mystery to him. He did, however, stop dwelling on the questions that had once swirled around his mind. Weird shit happened all the time in Covaire, something like loss of time should have stopped concerning him, as there always seemed to be a strong, unexplainable amount of magic that hovered over the place. A magic stronger than everyone in the city combined. Still, from time to time, the elysian often spotted someone who simply exuded an air of familiarity. The problem is, he could almost never place who they were or why they were familiar, but he had a feeling it was always related to the nonsense that engulfed the city.

And as he sat at the bar outside, he sipped on his drink, eyes scanning the crowd surrounding the area. A few of them he knew, having stopped over to exchange pleasantries before they went back to their own business. The feeling of someone approaching him had him turn to meet the chthonic who stepped up to the empty stool beside him. He didn’t know the other, but the feeling that he knew him once before, from somewhere, crept into his mind. Who was he? Colt shook his head and pulled the last available chair out for the other. “Not at all.”

#patrick chat

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undercoverhunter-elijah​:

“Fuck. It’s there’s a rapture I’m screwed. You might be alright though.” Eli chuckled, “I’m not important enough to usher in the end times, Colt. I think we’re safe.” And the wolf truly believed that. As many time as he’d been involved in trying to bring about the apocalypse for supernaturals he knew he wasn’t a major player anymore. Eli shook his head, “You bring me something you think is nice. And then I’ll tell you if I agree.” 

Eli shook his head but grinned, “I mean you can take whatever you want as an insult. If you want to be riffraff be my guest.” He scratched his chin and blew out another puff of smoke. “If I leave a twenty on your night stand you can feel used.” He shook his head, “Spend my time? I stay fuckin’ busy and rented to do the shit I’m good at. I just don’t treat this like it’s a dating show.”

Colt snorted a chuckle. “I’d be willing to take a bribe if you wanted to be saved.” He smirked, teasing the other. “Find me a good enough whiskey or bourbon and I’d keep you safe.” Plus, it’d be a shame if someone he considered a friend would be lost. And Eli was always good company in his book. The two had a good bit in common, at least. “I’m still blaming you it comes.” He pointed to the other, though his eyes scanned the area outside, people watching. The elysian nodded at the others offer. “Alright, you got yourself a deal. You won’t be disappointed.” Colt knew where and how to get some of the best cigars, and so he started accumulating quite the collection. 

Colt chuckled, rubbing his palm along the top of his head and down the nape of his neck. “I guess I’ve been called worse.” Some of the nastier clients have on more than one occasion challenged his authority here and, when they didn’t get their way, resorted to name-calling. “I’m worth at least a fifty.” He scoffed, but it was all good fun. Eli was one of the few he bantered like with this, and the only escort he let get away with it, as he was a man Colt respected. “And that’s why I pick and choose carefully. I’m not one for someone to start gettin’ all emotional for me.” It was part of why he himself couldn’t bring himself to get someone to be his exclusively. He didn’t want feelings like that. His heart belonged to one and one alone. 

#elijah chat

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disarmluna​:

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[colt-kaine]

Journal Entry #1

My Dearest Georgie, 

I hope you’ll forgive my not writing sooner. It’s something I never considered doing if I’m being honest. To write to someone who is no longer with me, someone who’s not even alive anymore, is intimidating. And if I’m being honest, seems like such nonsense to do. Why bother writing to someone who will never see this? But someone convinced me to try, to write my own deep thoughts down in this journal as a way of getting them out. He claimed I bottle too much up and that it’ll be “detrimental to my mental health��. Laughable, really. But the more I thought about it, the more I felt some kind of pull to write something. Something to you. So that’s what I’m going to try and start doing, darling. 

My time here in Covaire City has been interesting. Actually it’s, and pardon my language, fucking chaotic if I’m being honest. But something tells me you’d like it here. With me. Given the chaos we used to live among. I still laugh thinking about how you swore to your daddy you wouldn’t venture off for fear of running into the vampires, but I remember the mischievous glint in your gaze that you’d slide my way when he wasn’t looking. Despite the terror they could rain down on us, something inside you had always been curious. You acted like a reckless little vixen. My brave little beauty. Something tells me you’d have thrived here with me. 

Especially if you saw me in action here. I never like to use my strength and power to inflict pain or punishment on others. Something you’d know better than anyone else, darling. But this week was necessary. Some moron civilian tried to attack two human escorts as they were returning back to Le Bordel, where I work. I normally would have been long gone from my shift, but something had be sticking around a bit longer, chatting with a fellow guard there. When I heard the screams for help, something in me was triggered or something, pulling me back to one of the first attacks on our town. It was like I saw red and was unaware of what I was even doing after seeing one female on the ground unconscious and the other pinned beneath the male wolf. For some reason I still don’t get, my mind flashed to your picture, a part of me thinking you were the one who needed my help. And that made me want to kill that son of a bitch. But I kept that control, despite beating the shit out of the guy before I snapped his neck with ease, and got those girls some help before I dragged his sorry ass off to the Chateau where he’ll hopefully stay. I’m telling you this because, despite being the complete opposite when I was human, shadowing the doctor in town, part of me knows you, and your daddy, would have been proud. 

And that’s all I’ve ever wanted and will always want. You’re my reason for holding onto my humanity, the one who keeps me grounded. And I hope writing to you like this will continue to do so. 

Until next time, my love. 

-Colt

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