Not so divine intervention (attn: Addison)

"I woulnd't say I've been Missing work, Bob..." Addison said out loud with the actor on the screen. "Office Space" was one of his favorites and he liked to have it on in the background when he was doing his monthly review of his retirement account. He snickered and wiggled his toes, playing with the slipper that was hanging off of one foot. It was a night in and he was dressed down in a tank type shirt, loose dark blue pj bottoms and of course, his yellow slippers. One should just not be at home and concious without wearing a pair of yellow slippers.

*ding dong*

"Who on earth could that be?" Addison set his powerbook off to the side and stood, pushing his spectacles up on the top of his head as he headed for the door. It was times like this he missed having a peep hole, but if someone had spent the time coming to see him, it must be important...or a salesman. If it was the latter, they were going to get a foot to the groin for interrupting Office Space.

And the only persons he could think that might stop by would be A) Simon for that chat or B) Nic. Opening the door, he was surprised to find it was neither, but Jan. Addison blinked in surprise at the cute tach vamp on his stoop before he remembered his manners.

"Jan...What a surprise...a welcome one, of course." Addison flashed the dark haired guy a bright smile. "Come on in...I was just thinking about making a sandwhich..." 'liar,' he said to himself. "...would you like something to eat?"

Jan pushed himself upright and grinned at that redhead. Did he want something to eat? Addison said the most amusing things.

With a smirk and a raised eyebrow, he said.

"You know, you've asked me something like that before. If you keep that up I might just take you up the offer."

He flashed a pair of pearly white fangs at the accountant before sliding past him and into the room. Jan pushed the door shut before saying anything else. Realizing that his statement might not have made the human comfortable under the circumstances and more over he wasn't sure Addison knew about the state of affairs in Tacharan. It was likely not the best thing to say. Certainly though Addison had heard by now, Carol, at least, would have told him.

Leaning his back against the door and shoving his hands him his pockets, Jan looked at Addison from underneath a lock of fallen hair.

"I suppose you've been given the news about Ellis. Never having been a familiar I can't imagine what that might mean for your personally though I know how much Simon means to me as my father so perhaps it is something similar. "

He looked down at the floor then absently contemplating his own black boots and faded jeans, going through a mental inventory of the various holes and how they occurred in some odd effort to organize his mind. The black iron maiden tee shirt was in better condition with the grinning skull of Eddie staring out at the world.

"Anyway I figure that you're going to need to talk to someone soon."

Addison's eyes widened a bit at the flash of fangs and he automatically took a little step back before he realized he was being teased again. He really needed to start watching what he said casually around...those who drank blood. "Sorry bout that. You think I'd have learned by now, right?" He gave a little smile, and tipped his head in the direction of the living room.

Ahh...yes. "Mr. Steyn told me last night. I haven't made it back down to the domicile yet...figuring I'd let Simon do what is surely to be a long change over process before I approached him. Steyn told me Simon would want to meet with me eventually..." He briefly wondered if he should have gone down to the domicille asap...if Jan was here because Simon was impatient to get that part over with. The father bit confused Addison just a tad. Were Jan and Simon really related?

While Jan was looking away, Addison plucked the glasses off of the top of his head and set them down on a nearby end table. He didn't need them right now anyway...and they'd probably looked foolish where they were.

"Anyway I figure that you're going to need to talk to someone soon."

"Talk to someone?" Oooh...like a shrink? About Ellis'...going perhaps. "Yes, I'd figured it would be best, but have been putting it off for a little bit. Did you have anyone to suggest to me?"

Jan moved towards the indicated room and took a seat on the couch. It was Marthinus that talked to Addison, he should have known; Marty was always on top of those kinds of things. He looked at the redhead a bit puzzled at his question. Could he suggest anyone?

"Well"Â? He coughed softly and glanced around the room before turning to Addison again. "I would guess that would depend on you and what you wanted. He remembered the new familiar's association with outside vampires and the tracking down of this Nic that was in progress.

"Someone within Tacharan obviously."Â?

It wouldn't go well for the accountant if he chose to break ties with the clan. Jan seriously doubted they'd let him but at best he'd be brought back into the fold and kept a close watch on by Tacharan and branded as a trouble maker. They were rarely so lenient though and he expected with the past trouble especially that an attempt to leave the clan would result in the redhead's early and unnatural demise.

He chewed thoughtfully on his thumbnail,pausing to say.

"Is there anyone in the clan you feel comfortable with?

Admittedly Jan hadn't gotten to know Addison extremely well nor did he think anyone else managed to get to know the accountant in the short time he'd been Ellis's familiar. There was a difficulty in getting to know the humans that belonged to someone else and that was appearing like you were trying to steal what was their's. Carol was so loyal to Ellis and had been around so long that people just accepted her and her ways without worry but even with the mouthy little blonde the vampires of Tacharan knew their place.

Maybe Addison had gotten closer to someone than he knew or maybe he had a liking for a person; Jan decided he really shouldn't assume.

"Someone within Tacharan obviously."Â?

"Tach has shrinks? Well, I suppose we have clan members with every sort of profession. " And that was good, because he coulnd't discuss why he was feeling low without details and you just shouldn't talk about that sort of thing with non clan....the details part.

"Is there anyone in the clan you feel comfortable with?

"I wouldn't mind talking to you or Absynthe...or Val, but everything is so...up in the air, right? Why bother adding to your problems by making you all listen to mine...and I didn't think any of you were professional psychologists...."

Addison sat next to Jan and studied the young-looking vampire. He was attractive and Addison liked to be around him. Maybe a possibility there...although he'd not talked to Carol about proper protocol about asking to be a familiar... Might as well test the waters....and Jan wouldn't be a bad choice...

"Actually...I suppose I should be thinking about finding another familiar position. Mr. Steyn said that I was currently assumed under Simon's protection, but I don't want to leave that sort of thing up in the air."

"Have...you ever had a familiar?"

(OOC: teehee for misinterpritations)

"Shrinks?"Â? Jan frowned in confusion and replayed the conversation back in his head. Questioning quietly, he said "You think you need a shrink?"Â?

He leaned back and considered this for a moment, letting Addison continue to speak while he thought about the matter. It would seem the accountant hadn't figured out what he was discussing and Jan figured he'd have to be more direct. That was hardly ever an issue for him but for once he was trying -not- to make someone uncomfortable with his pointed statements.

If Addison felt he needed to speak to a psychologist about what happened then perhaps he was not ready to become a familiar to someone else. That could cause some problems because the human needed to be under someone's protection. Simon did not seem to like taking familiars and there was no telling how he'd feel about someone who was so close to Ellis, even briefly. Addison might be an unwelcome reminder. If Simon did want to keep Addison for himself then Jan would certainly back off but he figured the man had enough to deal with right now. The redhead in front of him might not be ready for the closeness that comes with being a familiar so soon after what happened. Perhaps Simon could be persuaded to give him some time and offer him similar protection as that damned reporter. Of course, he doubted that would stop someone from seeing Addison as a snack and there were those that might not recognize Simon's authority without Ellis. Who really knew what was going to happen to the clan? At least all the clans and even most clanless understood the right of familiars to be left alone, whether he was ready for it or not, Addison would be safer under that specific protection.

While he was busy working all this out in his head, Addison had continued on with the conversation, echoing his thoughts.

"Have I what?"Â? Jan looked up startled out of his musing. "No, I figure I'm too difficult to live with long term."Â?

He shrugged and smiled at Addison.

"That is what I meant earlier. I figured that was a worry you might have. If you want to speak to a professional then I'm sure we can find one but if you don't mind talking to someone without a degree than I'm available. "

Leaning forward, he looked intently at the redhead next to him.

"Just because I haven't had a familiar doesn't mean that I would never want one. It isn't something that would normally occur to me. I can take care of myself and never saw the need for one but maybe I'm wrong or don't know what I'm missing. I do know that you need to belong to someone so if you're okay with me..."Â?

He let the statement drop and waited to see if he'd just managed to offend Addison without trying; it wouldn't be the first time he'd managed such a thing if he had.

Addison's eyes widened. Jan hadn't meant talk to someone as a shrink. "Oh no! I don't think I need to, but I thought that's what you meant with the 'talk to someone.' I thought it might be "recommended" and all for Ellis' familiars and that Simon would have suggested you to tell me." He flushed completely. Jan must think him a mental case. "I...I've never even been to a shrink either...which is why I thought it might be standard procedure to those who lose their...mistress."

He was nervous all of a sudden, playing with the hem of the bottom of his shirt and eager to take the subject away from the shrink misunderstanding. "I seriously doubt that...you are...most intriguing, Jan."

"...I do know that you need to belong to someone so if you're okay with me..."Â?

Addison smiled and made eye contact again with Jan. He was willing to take a red-headed accountant who slipped up with his wording? "I'd definately be ok with you..." Sudden relief washed over him at the thought he'd not be a free agent with assumed protection anymore.

"That is, if you don't mind a familiar who occassionally finds himself in a skirt and saying the wrong things..."

Jan blinked at the quick rectification of the misunderstanding in conversation. At least Addison did not feel that he needed to speak to a shrink.

"I don't think the Tacharan medical plan covers psychologists but I could be wrong."Â?

He shrugged and ran a hand through his hair to push it back from his face.

"We're not the sensitive clan, in case you haven't noticed from the vampires you've met. I don't think anyone save Marthinus has been much concerned with the state of mind of Ellis's familiars. Still though, I can imagine there are things you want know."Â?

Smiling at the image of Addison in the furisode, Jan shook his head slightly.

"I don't think those things would bother me...besides you looked pretty good in a dress."Â?

He did have a few questions, like what was going to happen to Ellis' other familiars...would he be demoted in any way because he was goign to be Jan's familiar now...How did this affect his job at Dubine? Well...he had to meet with Simon anyway, might as well ask him those sorts of questions then. He didn't want to wear Jan's ear off with them now.

"I don't think those things would bother me...besides you looked pretty good in a dress."Â?

Addison gave a soft snort and looked away, only marginally embaressed. It wouldn't have been his first choice for a costume, but he saw some other, odder choices at the party...so while he was the only guy in a dress, he felt at least he wasn't in tights.

"So...how do we do this?" Addison met Jan's gaze again. "I mean...do we say something to Simon or do you go right ahead and...start the process?"

(OOC: Grr...was online the other day and typed up a really long one...and bam...lost it on a log out. Grrr...sorry, tis much shorter.)

He did have a few questions, like what was going to happen to Ellis' other familiars...would he be demoted in any way because he was goign to be Jan's familiar now...How did this affect his job at Dubine? Well...he had to meet with Simon anyway, might as well ask him those sorts of questions then. He didn't want to wear Jan's ear off with them now.

"I don't think those things would bother me...besides you looked pretty good in a dress."Â?

Addison gave a soft snort and looked away, only marginally embaressed. It wouldn't have been his first choice for a costume, but he saw some other, odder choices at the party...so while he was the only guy in a dress, he felt at least he wasn't in tights.

"So...how do we do this?" Addison met Jan's gaze again. "I mean...do we say something to Simon or do you go right ahead and...start the process?"

(OOC: Grr...was online the other day and typed up a really long one...and bam...lost it on a log out. Grrr...sorry, tis much shorter.)

Jan raised his eyebrows at the snort that he received for his comment and grinned at Addison. He could understand not wanting to be stereotyped into something so quickly and the redhead might have a hard time living down appearing in a kimono, a female one at that, on his first ever public event as a member of the clan. At least Addison wasn't a member of Anantya or Evenhet; Tacharan might give him a hard time about his clothing choice but they would consider it all in good fun and not the social faux pas of the century. He recalled a godzilla suit as being worn by one of their own and his own costume had not been something to win awards with anyone, including him.

He sighed softly and shook his head in regret.

"Much as I would like to take you up on that earlier offer, We need to clear things with Simon first. I doubt there'd be a problem but I'd hate to assume and be skinned alive or boiled in oil or something."Â?

Addison seemed willing enough to continue being a familiar and less resistant about the change to someone else than he expected. Was it being bitten that was something that he wanted bad enough that it mattered very little who did it? Or fear for his job and his life? Or did he just like Jan well enough to be alright with that.

"Is there anything about me you want to know? My life is an open book."Â?

Jan spread his hands out in illustration of good natured willingness to talk.

"It probably has adult content and language in it and might not be the best reading material but its longer than some."Â?

((OOC: understandable. It has happened to me more than once, usually on nice long ones. I've been rendering all day and getting caught up in figureing out the problems with that. Or more like whining to those in the know. ;) ))

"Is there anything about me you want to know? My life is an open book."Â?

"Anything, hmmm? That could be dangerous..." Addison smiled good-naturedly and thought over what he wanted to ask Jan. He seemed so young, but had to be way older than he looked...being a vampire and all.

"Well...how old are you really? And...married? Offspring anywhere? What is your favorite food...oh and did you keep all your receipts from online purchases in the last year - I can see if we can get you some deductions...."

That should get a few questions answered. He didn't seriously think that Jan had any children...if he was this young when...errr...vampirized, but maybe he'd made vampires himself.

Jan smirked at the thought of disclosure being dangerous. He could probably tell Addison everything he wanted to know and then some. He recalled the redhead blushed very nicely.

"How old do I look?"

He gave Addison a coy flutter of dark lashes before smiling again.

"I wasn't wearing that outfit at the ball because I thought it was a fashion statement. I am five hundred and seventeen. I was a member of the Vienna Boy's Choir, one of the first. I became too old though and they let me go."

He supposed Addison should hear the whole story if he was going to be his familiar so with a sigh, he leaned forward and explained from the beginning of it.

"The short version of my human life goes something like this: I was born to a prostitute in a brothel in Vienna. I learned quickly to keep out of the way and to myself. I lived on the streets more than anywhere else and soon learned how to steal and cheat with the best of them. The madam was looking at me for patrons with special interests as early as ten."

Jan glanced up to see how well Addison was taking this story before continuing. Some men weren't interested in knowing that those things were possible and got uncomfortable when their were mentioned. Talks of Brad Pitt did not give him the impression that the redhead would be squeamish about that kind of thing but you never knew.

"Anyway, it was one of those times that a client had taken a liking to my voice and spoke to the madam. My mother eagerly sold me to him and I was rounded up with others and presented to the court as part of the choir. After the choir, I went back to stealing, this time under the employ of a local tavern owner. He gave me a room and I entertained the guests and stole from them here and there when it wasn't likely to be noticed."

He glared down at the floor at the thought of the man, but after a brief pause continued.

"Let's just say, he did not believe in practice makes perfect and when I picked the wrong pocket and got caught, I knew what was coming. It had happened before. I packed my few things and hoped to be out before I got caught. That made things worse, I suppose. I would have died from the beating he gave me."

At this he looked up at Addison and watched him evenly.

"Except that the man, whose pocket I tried to pick, came and saved my life. He turned me that night and gave me a home, Tacharan. Simon is my father and has been the only parent I've ever known and the clan has been my only family."

He grinned at the other questions.

"So no... no kids and no marriage and no human offspring or vampiric either for that matter."

Jan grinned broadly showing sharp pearly fangs.

"Oh, I don't know my tastes vary, brunettes, blondes...redheads."

Leaning back, he laughed at the last question and scratched his head thoughtfully with one finger.

"Well one has to have a valid identity in order to pay taxes and it would probably also help to obtain one's money legally. I'm no expert but its just a guess. I sing with a band and get paid in cash. Uncle Sam doesn't get his share of mine. Sorry about that but there is still Duibne's books that still need to be done. I'm sure you're job is safe so long as you are someone's familiar."

"How old do I look?"

"Hmmm....maybe 17?" Addison bit lightly down on his own thumb, contemplating the answer. Jan looked terribly young, granted, he was darned attractive, but to look at him, all Addison could think of was "jail bait."

"Five...hundred..." Addison said, softly, rather with a bit of awe. That was...a lot...a lot of seeing times and people and the way life change. That was..older than a lot of countries.

Addison listened with rapt attention to the rest of Jan's story. 'So if Jan stole from those he...worked on...and he was attempting to steal from Simon and got caught...does that mean that Simon and Jan were....?' Simon was with Ellis...well, was...Addison supposed.

[quote]"Oh, I don't know my tastes vary, brunettes, blondes...redheads." [/quotes]

"Oh...so red heads last place then?" He smiled and tuged on a lock hanging close to one eye, brushing it back behind his ear. "Shame...cause I am a whiz on personal taxes, you know."

Jan smiled crookedly at Addison's reaction to his age both apparent and honest. He understood that he looked like someone that would get you stuck in a lawsuit but then some people liked that kind of thing. A little perceived danger and naughtiness. He wondered if the accountant was one of those people. After all working with books and numbers was not what most people considered exciting so there had to be something to the redhead that was different than the every day, if for no other reason than Ellis wouldn't have hired your average accountant and made him a familiar without him being able to serve more than one purpose.

Addison was good to look at and no doubt Ellis had appreciated that but was it just looks and books or was he talented elsewhere? Jan shrugged mentally to himself, that was not really a big issue. If he was then that was then that was great and could be interesting and if not Jan would still protect him and keep him safe in order to not see Addison get hurt. He still didn't know Addison all that well but he'd talked with him enough not to want something bad to happen to the guy if he could prevent it. Besides it helped Addison and it helped Tacharan and Simon.

He grinned at the disappointment his stated preferences caused.

"Those were in no particular order. I'm not so picky on that kind of thing. I like interesting and my moods vary. I wouldn't ask you to change it or anything if that's what you're worried about. Its nice the way it is."

Jan reached up and took a strand of the fiery silken locks and twirled it gently through his fingers before tucking it back behind Addison's ear.

"I'll endeavor to find something to keep you busy."

((OOC: Err, don't have permission to mess with Addison's hair so let me know if that's alright and I'll edit if it isn't. ))

That was good because his shade of hair was a bitch to try and color. A failed experiement in some highlights in school had proved fruitless. Permanent dye had washed right out quickly after he'd thought it set. Ah well...what mattered was Jan's opinion now...he was a familiar again...or soon to be. Addison flashed a smile at his new...master? and scooted slightly closer on the couch.

"I'll endeavor to find something to keep you busy."

"Oh really? And do you have anything in mind already?" Hopefully not just his dry cleaning, but Addison was damned curious.

"And when are you going to talk to Simon? Did you want me present as well?" The red head shifted on the couch, crossing his legs and stretching a little. Looking at Jan made him think he wanted to order some pizza...although Jan himself said he wasn't hungry at all.

Jan raised his eyebrows at Addison's retort. Did he have anything in mind? Oh probably a few things but since he didn't know the redhead that well it was probably best not to drive him off with those just yet. Instead he turned himself more sideways on the couch and gestured for Addison to move close.

"Lots of things, I'm sure. Do you like music? Clubs?"Â?

Tilting his head sideways at the mention of Simon and the particulars of this arrangement, he pondered Addison's question.

"It would be best to talk to Simon as soon as possible. Tomorrow night if we can. The quicker your place is clear to the vampire community once more the better it would be. As far as if you should be there...I think so. He'll want to make sure you understand the situation and that this arrangement is what you want."Â?

Or more likely Simon would want to make sure Addison knew his place but Jan kept his mouth shut on that portion. No need to make something obvious but unpleasant worse by mentioning it out loud.

"That good for you? I don't imagine we'll take up too much of his time and if you like we can go to one of the clubs afterwards. Assuming you aren't the quiet accountant type who prefers to stay home and watch tv."Â?

He gave Addison a wink at that and waited to here whether it was true, though he had his doubts.

Well, he could take the opportunity here or be polite as a new familiar. Addison went with the former and scooted up along side Jan, until he was sitting out alongside the younger-looking man, getting himself comfortable. Hopefully he wasn't too warm for the vampire to sit next to...but then again, he'd never asked about that sort of thing.

"Lots of things, I'm sure. Do you like music? Clubs?"Â?

"Definately. I like clubs quite a bi...dancing is much fun and exercize, but I to feel comfortable, I need a drink first...at least in public. I can dance alone and feel just fine. Is there anything you want to know about me, while were talking?" Addison had learned more about his new "master," but did Jan want to know anything about him? Well - he supposed as Simon's "son," he probably had access to the clan files and knew quite a bit already...

"That good for you? I don't imagine we'll take up too much of his time and if you like we can go to one of the clubs afterwards. Assuming you aren't the quiet accountant type who prefers to stay home and watch tv."Â?

"Oh...there are some occassions that are better in a private, quiet setting..." Addison colored, not thinking at all of watching tv. "...but my work keeps me sitting a majority of the day, so I'd prefer to get up and active on my free time. What club do you have in mind and would you like me to make a reservation of any sort?"

Jan wrapped his arms around the redhead, enjoying the closer proximity far more than was wise all things considering. He smiled at the thought of Addison needing a drink in order to dance but continued to listen with interest. He wondered how good the redhead was at it once properly lubricated with alcohol.

" I am sure we can find you a drink if you need one."

There was a certainty that he could find other methods of relaxation, however. Jan considered Addison's offer of personal information and grinned in response.

"Well I suppose the most pertinent information might be your preferences. It is a -wild- guess here but I'm going to assume you don't mind male companionship."

Jan liked interesting companions, that was his main concern even before gender. There was beauty and enjoyment to be had in both sexes in his opinion. Perhaps it was his rather odd beginnings that made him more open to whatever version of bed sport the night had to offer.

"So any particular preferences? Top, bottom, tied up, gagged, costumes?"

He chuckled to himself at the thought of potentially surprising the young accountant with his direct questions and wondered if Addison would favor him with one of those delicate blushes that made him look so terribly tempting.

Leaning down he brushed the tip of his nose lightly against the skin of Addison's neck tracing an upward line before tilting back slightly to speak softly, his lips leaving feather light touches on the outer rim of Addison's ear.

"I'm fairly open to suggestions if you have a particular desire."

Grinning at his imagined uses of private time, he leaned back and considered the choice of clubs.

"I go to quite of few of them because I work at several of them. I sing for Nox Aeternus in some of the clubs around town. Club Eternity, House of Pain and a few others, there is also the Abbatoir which is a more local hang out for Tacharan. Did Ellis ever get around to taking you there? So no reservations are needed I am something of a fixture."

((OOC: Let me know if there is anything about this I would need to edit. ))

The content accountant allowed himself a little snuggle next to the tach vampire. He was feeling lucky that the other male didn't seem to mind physical contact. Addison shifted around until he was laying flush against Jan, getting comfortable for the moment.

"What was your first guess?" He asked playfully, and threw in a little wink. "Nope, I certainly don't mind male companionship...prefer it over female at times, actually."

"So any particular preferences? Top, bottom, tied up, gagged, costumes?"

And like a light switch flipping on, a crimson tide broke out across Addison's cheeks suddenly. It didn't help that he felt he'd just been caught thinking thoughts along the same lines. Granted, he'd not gotten any and the close call to sex had only made the situation more frustrating. He shifted a little on the couch, aware he was far too interested in the turn in the conversation.

"Bottom mostly...never been gagged or restrained, but I was asked to wear a schoolgirl outfit once...never did, but the idea of which wasn't all that terrible.."

Addison's eyes drifted shut and his breath hitched just a skosh as Jan did something very soft and welcome to his neck. "Ooh...." The red head shivered and let one hand slide along Jan's opposite shoulder. He'd be annoyed with his responsiveness to Jan's attentions later. For now, he'd just enjoy it.

"I may have one or two then..."

"I've never been to the Abbatoir, but Carol took me to the House of Pain. That's where I met Ellis and was...bit..." He opened his eyes and looked covertly at Jan's lips/mouth.

Jan pretended to ponder that for a moment and then grinned.

"Oh your sense of fashion, of course."

Not anything like this Evenhet that Addison had been seeing or the comments on how good Brad Pitt looked... those were vague clues at best. He snorted to himself internally.

The flush of colour to Addison's cheeks was so much more appealing this close and he bit the inside of his cheek to keep from leaning down to that inviting neck where the pale skin was now an tempting shade of red warmed by the blood that was so close to the surface.

Breathing in a shuddering sigh, Jan steadied himself and concentrated on the answer to his question because right now it was something he very much wanted to know.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise at the school girl outfit but the other affinity did not shock him. Addison seemed to enjoy being bitten, and who wouldn't, but there was something else about being a familiar that many enjoyed and that was being a kept man, protected, nurtured and, yes, controlled to an extent so that Addison preferred to be almost solely a bottom was not a surprise. Some people just enjoyed being taken. He wondered if that was how it was with the redhead or did he have little choice in becoming Ellis's familiar. Of course, he had little choice but even after so short a time, Addison seemed to have grown very attached to his mistress.

Smiling slightly and forgetting his earlier good judgment, Jan pressed his mouth against the warm neck in front of him. Tilting his head to the side just enough to speak, he asked.

"So enjoyed that, I suppose. Ellis has quite the presence. No doubt she took you right there in the club with everyone watching."

Staking her claim on him in a place were no human would think anything of what seemed like two people with a vampire fetish.

He pressed his lips harder against the skin, enough that his fangs could be felt against it. Sighing at his willingness to torture himself, he pulled Addison tighter against him. Damn but they needed for find Simon soon before he did something incredibly stupid.

Addison made a little, amused sound in the back of his throat and looked down at what he was wearing right now. Of course Jan was kidding, but maybe there was some truth to it. Although, nothing he was wearing now would be considered such an indicator. Granted, that kimono might have...

The read head gasped out loud and tipped his head up, allowing Jan clearer access. He tried sending a mental message...willing Jan to go ahead and bite, but it seemed he lacked that particular skill. He shruddered just the same, the feel of breath ghosting over skin was most pleasurable.

"So enjoyed that, I suppose. Ellis has quite the presence. No doubt she took you right there in the club with everyone watching."

"Mmmhmmm..." Cheeks took on a slightly darker tinge as he remembered. "It was....something else..." Addison breathed out softly and then wimpered loudly as unmistakeable pressure pressed against his neck. One leg was immediately thrust across the other reclined male as Addison tried to get them as close as humanly possible. Now, if he could get his breathing under control, all would be good. Jan would think him nothing but a wanton hussy if he kept this up...

"Please do..." Oops...not terriby composed...he'd work on that not-hussy action later...

Jan opened his mouth in a silent gasp as Addison pressed himself against him, his fangs now lightly denting the warm skin beneath them. Blind instinct nearly took over at the feel of the writhing willing human who continued rub against him.

Closing his eyes and swallowing hard, he willed himself to find some sort of control with which to beat down the very tempting voice that was trying to convince him that there would be no harm in a little taste. Simon wouldn't want Addison anyway, the man had never expressed any desire to have familiars. But the little voice of temptation had called up the image of Simon and that stopped Jan cold. He stiffened and resisted the urge to push away as if Addison were now too hot to hold on to. That was an accurate sentiment and it had been the thought of Simon's displeasure that brought him back to his senses. Jan could stand many things and had born a lot of hardship but he go through hell and back not to disappoint his maker.

Laying his cheek against Addison's neck, he sighed.

“Damn! I nearly lost myself. I shouldn't have. Let me call Simon and see if he's somewhere we can meet him, hmm? Before I drive us both crazy.”

Holding on to Addison with one arm wrapped around his waist so he didn't jostle the redhead off his lap, Jan lifted his hips enough to reach a hand into his pocket and retrieve the little silver cell phone. Using his thumb to flip it open, he paused before dialing.

“If you have something planned I can go alone and explain things to him though it would be better if you were there.”

He reached up and brushed at the red strands laying against Addison's cheek with his free hand while he dialed the phone. Addison was likely very annoyed with him at the moment, Jan was very annoyed with the rules, not being one to respect most of them. Clan rules were different though and he only pushed at those from time to time when it was something minor. Messing around with someone's else's familiar wasn't one of those things.

Addison's words finally registered with him and he frowned in puzzlement.

“Please do what?”

Hitting send, he pressed the phone to his ear.

"Simon?"

((OOC: So has anyone else noticed that almost everyone besides Nova has a silver flip phone? What is that? Vampire standard issue? ))

Simon played with Carol's hair as she sat on his lap at her desk. He had stopped by to ask for the recent Merc activity reports when he got preoccupied with her hair. She was working on her computer, pulling up the files he asked for when he happened across the zipper on the back of her dress. He had just dug the tiny little zipper handle from underneath the material covering it when his cell phone rang.

'Damnit.' With his free hand he reached into his inside breast pocket and saw that it was Jan. With a grumpy sigh, he answered.

'Jan...little busy right now.' Carol giggled in his lap, distracting him further. He lifted a leg and jostled her. 'What's up?'

Jan smiled wondering just what Simon was busy with but corrected himself. Just because that statement from him was likely to mean that someone else was involved didn't mean it was that way for everyone. This was Simon he was talking to, the man was likely at his desk with a lap full of paperwork.

“Ah, yeah sorry about that. I'll make this quick. I was wondering if I could meet you somewhere to talk about Addison and what is to be done about him.”

He squeezed Addison's leg lightly in reassurance. He found it always sucked knowing someone was talking about you when you could only hear half the conversation.

Simon had gently tugged on the zipper and gotten it halfway down when Jan mentioned Addison's name. He closed his eyes and stopped.

'Addison, yes.' Simon let go of the zipper and laid his hand flat on Carol's warm back. She arched it slightly which made him smile, but he was still quite annoyed with the human. 'This is the second time I've been asked about that human and to be honest, I am not happy about it, Jan. What do you know about his association with this Nic from Evenhet?'

Simon bypassed Jan's query to meet with his own. He was annoyed and this human was getting on his nerves. First an Elder of another clan, now his own kin. Addison was proving to be more work than his patience could deal with.

Swallowing hard and feeling about 17 years old again, Jan answered Simon's question.

“Not much to tell you the truth. I saw him at the Creation Ball. He came up to the table and said hello. Seeing Ellis made him go all green around the gills and he ran away real fast. I told Ellis that I would look into it for her. You want me to see if I can find him?”

He was, he was aware, talking about a friend of Addison's but the cold hard facts were that Tacharan wasn't going to take the event lightly and Nic was going to pay for it somehow. Better coming from Jan than Ellis.

'oooh...right there...' came the mental direction. Addison pressed up slightly, but the hard little points pressing against the skin of his neck didn't go any deeper and soon they were removed completely, pulling a dissapointed little sigh from the red headed accountant.

"If you have something planned I can go alone and explain things to him though it would be better if you were there."Â?

He pursed his lips a little. What was with him and people not wanting to finish? First Nic and now Jan. Both males had some sort of Communication - Nic with his voodoo mind shit and Jan with his Cell Phone. At least Addison understood this one. Maybe it was the curse of the three letter names...

"I don't have anything planned..." Addison whispered up against Jan's free ear, before boldly licking said body part. "And it wasn't all that important..."

Simon considered Jan's story. Nic must've approached them when he was off in the garden looking for Carol. He did not comment on that though. Quietly Simon replied in a tight, quiet voice.

'Yes, Jan. I do want you to find him. Bring the human,' Simon felt no desire to address Addison by name, 'to the ball. I want you and Nova there. We'll speak then.'

Simon flipped the phone closed and returned it to his breast pocket. Pinching his lips softly, Carol turned and looked at him, giving him a wink. Giving her a little grin, he returned to the business at hand and slowly pulled her zipper down.

((ooc simon out))

Jan closed his eyes as Addison licked his ear, losing his concentration completely for a second in enjoyment. What was that? Shit, now was not a good time not to pay attention.

Bring Addison to the ball, find Nic...got it.

"I'll take care of it."Â?

He hung up the phone and set it down on the table. Well damn, Simon sounded more than a little annoyed. He looked at Addison, suddenly worried for his safety. If Simon considered the situation with Nic to be the human's fault instead of the vampire's then he was likely to want to see Addison dead for being an untrustworthy nuisance.

"This Nic guy, Can I ask why you let him bite you? Simon seems a bit pissed. I think I might be able to convince him that I'll take responsibility for you and everything will be okay but I need to know exactly what happened."Â?

((OOC: Simon's mood divined with my l33t observational skillz and with permission))

Addison nipped down on the ear lightly, smirking in self satisfaction at Jan's reaction. The young looking fella smelled damn good and Addison snuggled closer and breathed in deep, getting as much as he could.

"This Nic guy, Can I ask why you let him bite you? Simon seems a bit pissed. I think I might be able to convince him that I'll take responsibility for you and everything will be okay but I need to know exactly what happened."Â?

"Nic?" Addison pulled back, a confused expression on his face. What was it to Jan? He'd gone through this with Ellis already. Granted, he was going to be Jan's familiar soon, so he supposed it was his business. "Well...that was a while ago...and I went over it with Ellis after. I didn't let him bite me, per say. Actually...I didn't even know he'd bitten me until Ellis confirmed it with me later. I had gotten pretty ill...And I had thought him human, like myself...until his reaction at the ball and Ellis telling me differently."

Addison's eyebrows lowered as he briefly wondered why Simon was telling Jan that he'd been concious of the action. "It was some sort of ...suggestion? Why she didn't tell Simon, I don't know...but I met Nic at the museum after work one night....had dinner and...erm..." Addison colored fiercly at this point. "...I thought he was human...and he called during the day. It wasn't until Ellis asked me about it later that I knew differently."

"I don't see why Simon is upset. It was a while ago that happened and Ellis and I worked it out. I saw Nic a little while ago because I was upset and wanted to talk to someone...but he didn't bite me then...just the one time and he apologised to me..." Granted, that woudn't have kept the wrath of ellis off of him...but it made Addison feel a little better.

Jan held Addison tighter at the small bite on his ear, his fingers denting the flesh beneath them.

"Mmmm...."Â?

Listening to the accoutant's explanation he frowned.

"He used suggestion on you then? Well I suppose that explains how you went along easily enough. Its not you're fault then. You couldn't know to tell him no when you didn't know what he was or what was going on."Â?

With a shrug about the Ellis situation, Jan replied.

"Likely Ellis hadn't yet told Simon what happened. She told him plenty and he told her just about everything but from the sounds of it he doesn't know. We'll explain it to him when we meet him. As far as why that would upset him... You're Tacharan and an Evenhet using you like that is wrong.

We're a family and we don't let other people mess with one of our own. If it had been me that had bitten an Evenhet familiar then you can rest assured their leaders would want my head and Simon would probably beat me within an inch of my immortal life for doing something so stupid. Ellis might even have just killed me to save the trouble of having to make amends to the other clan."Â?

Jan regarded the redhead evenly.

"Please just stay away from him. I'd rather not see you killed over this, if its all the same to you and trust me, they -would- kill you if they thought you were seeing him. Our secrets are trusted to very few humans and you're one of those. Normally you might have been okay being his friend but now it would be wise to just stay away. This will take some time to blow over and for people to forget about it."Â?

Vampires had long memories though when it came to grudges; he knew that from personal experience.

"It wasn't some sort of conspiracy against Tach...I just thought I'd met this cute guy who I seemed to click with." Addison scooted around a bit next to Jan, getting comfortable again. He lowered the leg he had across his companion to lightly toe Jan's foot with his own.

He understood Jan's point, but if Ellis had thought Simon should know...she would have told him. He missed her...Addison sighed and then caught Jan's line of sight as the other male seemed to get more serious.

"I won't be seeing him anymore. We said what needed to and parted ways..." Although, not in the way Addison would have preferred. But now he was a familiar again so even if they hadn't parted as such, he wouldn't be calling on Nic...He now belonged to someone else.

"You have my word, though."

Jan blinked at Addison; that SO wasn't the point. This kid must of grown up well off not to understand how turf worked. He was cute though and he'd learn soon enough.

"It -was- an accident. Everyone knows. If they thought it had been a deliberate Evenhet plot you're friend would be dead already. In the clans, you pay for even the 'accidents' involving other clans. Its all about status, respect and placement. We're young, as far as the clans go, we have the most to gain or lose by social maneuvering. Anantya and Evenhet could afford to let something like this slide... be magnanimous in the name of 'friendship' but not Tacharan. We would appear weak, unable to protect our own or at the very least unknowledgeable of what went on. Can't afford that either, then they think they can slide stuff past us so we would have to up our guard."Â?

"Hmm"Â? He frowned a little when Addison removed his leg, tempted to pull the redhead back into his lap. He knew that the temptation to do other things while Addison was there would be far too great and so he watched as the accountant got comfortable again.

Jan nodded and considered the matter settled between them. Addison was not at fault for what happened so to him the familiar's loyalty was not in question. Calling Nic up and seeing him a second time was not the wisest choice of actions but then Addison was new to the ways of vampire clans. His views on the matter made that painfully obvious. Nic, on the other hand, was a vampire and so willfully seeing the familiar a second time was unforgivable in Jan's eyes. It was a good thing he was asked to hunt the man down for the clan because he would have done so anyway.

The more serious discussion over with and a plan of action in place to follow, Jan smiled and ran a thumb lightly over Addison's bottom lip.

"So tell me do you have anything other than a furisode to wear to formal events? We've been invited... or shall I say, ordered, to attend the Mayor's Charity Banquet."Â?

At least with taking Addison as a date he wouldn't have to worry about matching accents to a dress. One wouldn't want to wear matching tuxedos as a couple, otherwise you'd look like a part of the catering staff. It would only be an issue if they both decided on clashing brightly coloured suits but he personally wasn't about to look like he stole his outfit from a Vegas drive-thru wedding chapel. He did not believe Addison's own choices would be so bad either, just so long as he did not allow the same friend to dress him.

They were, he realized, quite evenly matched. They were the same height and build, within perhaps five or so pounds of each other if he had to guess by the weight of Addison in his arms earlier. That was nice actually and he preferred the smaller people in general; they looked more graceful which was beautiful in his opinion. There were exceptions to these rules in the form of tall demi-gods of physique but those were rare. He'd have to admit that the Evenhet guy, Nic, matched that description so he could understand Addison's attraction. It still wasn't going to stop him from kicking the guy's ass when he caught him though.

"If you haven't had a chance to pick something like that up then I'm sure I have several things we could both choose from."Â?

"But if everyone knew, then Simon wouldn't be telling you otherwise." That was really burning him. Simon spreading that crap around. Who else had he told Addison was willingly letting other vamps suck on him? The thought made him frown and stare at Jan's T-shirt as he thougth about it.

Still playing a little with Jan's foot, he looked up, surprised as a warm digit slid slowly across his bottom lip. The color that had finally left his cheeks came back slightly as they warmed at the touch. With a little smirk, Addison opened his mouth and caught the thumb between his teeth quickly, before Jan could move it away, and deftly tongued the finger.

'Hmmm....a ball?' Addison gave Jan's thumb one last lick and let it go, thinking over what he had in his closet that might be appropriate. "I do have a couple of different tux's in the closet." They were radically different in style, but he liked the one with the tails better...it even had it's own top hat, but he never wore it unless at home in a playful mood. "So no furisodes for this one...I still have yet to hear back from my friend...I wrote her a rather scolding letter for her costume choice for me..." She wouldn't be mad, but would wait until she thought he wasn't mad anymore to contact him.

"She's got an odd sense of humor, that one....which reminds me..." Addison turned and grabbed his cell phone from the table above him and started a new contact for Jan with a little heart graphic after his name. Got to get in the new master to the contact list, that was for sure. "What would you like your ring tone to be?" Blue eyes looked back up at Jan's face. "A silly thing, but I like to chose the ring tone based on the person who is calling me."

Jan laughed and shook his head.

"I mean after hearing the explanation it is understood that it was not an attack not that Simon already knew. In fact, I'm wondering how he does know. I didn't tell him. Could have been some other Tach at the party... though he seemed pretty pissed so it could be the Evenhet had talked to him."Â?

He raised his eyebrows at having his thumb caught and toyed with. Grinning, he said.

"Like sucking on things also? ... Good to know."Â?

Jan shrugged one shouldered about Addison's friend's choice of costume.

"It was not that bad. Probably didn't make you comfortable your first clan event but I've obviously worn worse. Tights wouldn't have been my choice but it was unfortunately the standard dress when I was turned. I should have gone as a street urchin but even I'm not fond of wearing dirt."Â?

Jan looked down at Addison's cell and the little heart graphic beside his name; it made the corner of his mouth twitch up in a lopsided smile. He thought about it for a moment, but Addison said he liked all kinds of music.

"Well I doubt you were be able to download my own music onto your phone so... Long hard road out of hell by Manson should cover it."Â?

Picking back up his own phone, he held it out questioningly.

"Preference?"Â?

"...the evenhet?" Addison wondered at the title. Was that the person's name or maybe just their leader. If that was the case, was Ellis The Tacharian at some point? Unless Jan meant Nic, by the evenhet reference, but it seemed unlikely that Nic went to Simon to tell him about it. It seemed...suicidal on his part.

"Like sucking on things also? ... Good to know."Â?

"Mmmm....I'm versitile..." He tossed in a wink and settled down, resting almost on top of the younger looking man while he dialed in the preference to tunage. Interesting...

"Hmmm.....Unchained Melody is my favorite song, but..the theme to Serenity is good." He snickered a couple of times and reached around to Jan's other side and slid his hand along the belt line.

Jan clarified with a shrug.

"Yeah, whomever they would send. One of their elders, a messenger, someone expendable... who knows. I'm guessing they know the situation the way Nic lit out of the ball that night. He looked positively green."Â?

He flashed a fanged grin in response to Addison's statement of his versatility.

"One should try new things.. its good for you."Â?

New places, new positions... very good for you. His own thoughts and Addison's proximity were making his jeans decidedly more uncomfortable than they had been but he wasn't about to remove the warm temptation that was leaning against him. Reaching down, Jan picked up his phone and with his arms around Addison's waist, he set up the contact name and number with "Ballad of Serenity"Â? as the ring tone. That was going to get a few looks from the band but less than the other would.

"I loved that show. Its a shame they canceled it."Â?

Leaning his chin on Addison's shoulder, he smiled.

"I can hope that the future will look like that. I could pull out my clothes from late 1800's and ...well probably not the six shooters. That's a shame, those are great weapons. Nice feel."Â?

He laid his head against the shoulder instead, finally paying attention to the laptop on the table.

"So what did I interrupt?"Â?

"Yea, but I thought it might have been something I or Ellis said. And I introduced her to him as my boss...I thought maybe he thought she was some corporate big shot financier and he was afraid of it...well, until I talked to Ellis later, of course..." He sighed and ran his hand up from the waistband of Jan's jeans to trace out the patterns and lettering on the front of the rock T-shirt lightly with a couple of fingers. "Odd...that she's gone." It saddened him to be honest. He really liked his old mistress. She was just...that cool. And frankly, he only knew her for a short period. Carol must be going through much more. "How is that possible, anyway? I thought she and ...well, vampires were all dead already..." It might be a silly assumption, but well..from what he'd read and seen people died and became vampires. How could a dead person die?

"Mmm...that'd be nice. The lingo is oddly attractive as well...'I aim to misbehave...'" Addison intoned, thinking of the captiain and the crew. "I always thought that the wife there...was far more attractive than the consort woman."

"So what did I interrupt?"Â?

"Oh, just some research...some E-mail...porn...the usual..." He smiled and brushed his lips across Jan's forehead. "But don't tell the boss about the porn...the ibook belongs to the company..." He snickered and did his best to shift a little but not make it look like he was trying to hump his couch-mate. That was just plain rude...even if it was what you wanted to do.

Jan understood how Addison could misinterpret Nic's sudden departure since the familiar believed that the other man was a human.

Nipping Addison lightly on the ear, he replied.

"Its in the past. I'm sure your friend has his own problems to deal with but you've got so many yourself with everything that is going on now."Â?

He pulled closer at the talk of Ellis,lending whatever physical comfort being held might give Addison. There was no way of knowing how strong the bond was between them but over the years he had seen familiars die of heartbreak shortly after their vampire died. These thoughts caused him to hold the redhead a little tighter.

"We change really, not so much actually die. Legends though have called us the undead for so long and some vampires actually believe it but yes, we can die. Fire..sunlight.. head taken off..."Â?

He made a little one handed cut throat motion across his neck before placing his arm back around Addison.

"Hmm I suppose we could bleed to death but we regenerate very quickly so it would have to be some excessive wounds. I would guess that's what happened. I was out of the building by that time. Making my way through the sewers with Nova and two scientists."Â?

Jan laughed about the quotes and replied.

"I don't know I think at the moment, with you here so tempting, the phrase "I'll be in my bunk"Â? comes to mind. Yeah, Zoe was a sexy woman, she was tall, sultry, wore leather and carried big guns...what was there not to like about that?"Â?

Stealing a glance over at the laptop, he looked back at Addison.

"Uh huh... find anything good?"Â?

Addison nodded. He was still slightly upset at Nic's sudden departure before at the hotel, but still wished they could have...oh, he didn't know for certain, but something was lacking there. He'd ignore it for now to focus on what he needed to: work and getting his place sorted out in Tach again.

The lack of heart beat was odd under Addison's ear as he rest his head on Jan's chest. he supposed that was normal...or maybe he wasn't just hearing it and it was there... The thought of how Ellis had left this world made him shrudder. It hadn't been pretty, then. The red head frowned and shivvered once - that knowledge made it worse.

"Mmhmmm...Zoe was very Ellis-like..." Addison stretched a little next to Jan and looked back over at his little powerbook. It had his little rubix cube screen saver bouncing around the screen at the moment. "Not really...unfortunately. Nothing more interesting than off of the computer, that's for sure..." He eyed Jan with interest.

Jan nodded and pulled the computer closer.

"Hmm mmm, denial means there is some juicy stuff hidden in this baby."Â?

He grinned at Addison's form of distraction though, compliments would go a long way in helping keep his computer eye candy private. Not completely though and they had nothing more intimate to do at the moment. Hopefully speaking to Simon would change that.

((OOC: out but assuming this continued along similar lines ))

Addison made and indigdant sound and tried to swat Jan's hand away from the power book. "Pfft...nothing all that juicy..."


(OOC: Hai...along same lines. Addison out as well.)