Willy

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx watched Hex go, waiting a beat before turning and headed back towards the remains of what had once been a village.

He wandered quietly at first, poking around in the remains of buildings, and inspecting things he found discarded. There was a sadness here. Something broken. Lost. He could taste it in the air, like chalk and dust.

"Are you still here?" he called out. "You must be, I feel eyes on me. Come out. Come speak."

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[willysilver]

"I was going to take you to my bed," he replied with a shrug.

[tempting_the_fates]

"You can't just take people to bed, you're supposed to ask. I don't go to bed against my will anymore anyway. I am free, and they paid for their sin in blood," Nyx replied matter of factly.

"I don't know you, I wouldn't share your bed until I did, and only then if I saw fit."

He puffed up a bit, trying to make himself look bigger. "If you want my company, you ask nice. ...And you tell me I'm pretty first."

[willysilver]

Willy stopped, truly studied Nyx from top to toe, then wet his lips.

"You are pretty," he decided. "And I have more than a bed. I have portraits. I have safe food."

[tempting_the_fates]

Curiosity was what had got him in trouble in the first place. A nice man, a shiny ship, promises of seeing the universe... It had led to imprisonment, enslavement.

...But it had, also, saved him. After all, had he not run off, he'd be as dead as his kin. So in a way, being curious had saved his life, just with a few complications.

"What kind of food?" he asked. "Meat?"

[willysilver]

"Meat. And fruit," he replied. "Your friends hunt for the wrong things. I know what is delicious."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx was tempted, and he wasn't hiding it very well.

"We are mostly eating the food that is dried until they wet it and let it sit. I do not like it," he admitted. "You have better?"

He knew he shouldn't follow the stranger, he had made this mistake before, but... Maybe this time would be different?

[willysilver]

"I have fresh," he grinned,

"Come. See," he tempted further, seeing the way Nyx was eager to come.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx seemed unsure for just a moment, then nodded.

"I can't stay long, I will be missed," he warned.

[willysilver]

"Of course you will be," he agreed with a nod.

Then he led Nyx to the door to the stairs underground.

"After you," he said.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx wanted to go, but found himself a bit frozen. What if something bad happened again? He wasn't sure he could fight himself free again, didn't want to suffer again. His hands trembled a little, and after a moment he took a step away.

"You can't bring it here?"

[willysilver]

"You were brave enough to come find me...what for, but this?" Willy asked rather than answering.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx didn't have any weapons, bar a rock he had sharpened and now kept in his pocket. He curled his fingers around it, then nodded.

"You go first, I will follow."

[willysilver]

Willy went first, the walls illuminating as he passed. At the bottom, in the chamber with 4 passages, he waited for Nyx.

"This is the safe one," he said, gesturing to the right tunnel. "The rest end in death. Come, I will feed you," he said.

He walked into the darkness, and it swallowed him.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx followed as close behind as he could, though Willy's strides were long, far longer than his own. His heart was racing in his chest, his body on high alert.

"Why down here?" he asked. "Why not above?"

Something brushed against his ankle, and he caught the back of Will's shirt with one hand as he moved a little faster.

[willysilver]

"You cannot imagine how hot it will soon be. Underground remains cool. Livable," he explained.

They came to a door and Willy pushed, revealing a well lit room decorated with the most luxurious, plush fabrics and colours. Texture abounded. Many of the pieces of art and furniture seemed...not of this world. The flat was more posh than even the Ambassador's quarters on the station.

"Come in," he said, letting Nyx see.

[tempting_the_fates]

It was lush, and Nyx relaxed a bit as he started to look around.

"Pretty," he said, touching things and examining what he could. Everything was so soft and warm, and Nyx immediately felt envious of it all.

[willysilver]

"You enjoy fine things?" Willy asked, sauntered to a plush sofa to drop onto and sprawl.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Very much," Nyx said, not shy about it at all. "Soft things, warm things, cozy things... I like a nest, I like to sleep. I like things that glitter as well. Things that sparkle."

[willysilver]

"Me too," Willy agreed. "My bell gleams in the sunlight. That is why it is out there, rather than down here with me...and all the rest of my treasure."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Treasure isn't very fun with no one to show it to or share it with," Nyx pointed out, purring as he settled into one of the chairs and curled up in it.

[willysilver]

"I could show it to you," he offered lightly, as if it were going to be dull.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'm comfortable now though, and I thought you were going to feed me and show me what to hunt," Nyx said with a little yawn.

[willysilver]

"I waaaas," he drawled as he studied Nyx. "But you look so nice. I think I will admire you before I feed you."

[tempting_the_fates]

"I am pretty," Nyx agreed with a grin and a purr, stretching out a little. "You may admire," he decided.

[willysilver]

And Willy did, for quite some time. Truly drinking in the sight of him. Admiring every different angle.

Eventually rising to come closer.

"Tell me the things you like to eat. How it feels, or tastes, perhaps. I doubt I will know your favourites."