Kosta awakens to a room filled with the sands of Ayira’s magic. He marvels for a moment at his own perfect visage, still groomed, and find Jason at his door. Apparently the newly minted ghoul had felt his terror and sought to help him, but couldn’t get inside so he waited faithfully outside the door.

Afterwards, Kosta goes to Andre’s haven, where he’s met and assailed by an unknown vampire. Xavier Reyes proves to be more of a physical match, but judicious application of Majesty saves the day, ending in what can only be described as an orgy of blood and sex. Andre casts Xavier out in a fit of jealousy, causing the man to know Kosta’s use of Majesty and resent it heavily. Andre was then told of Ayira’s impending visit.

After a few nights, Kosta visits Jason. He’s been a shut-in. Addiction and withdrawal doesn’t look good on him to say the least. Kosta tells the boy he’ll call when he needs him, then feeds him another draught of vitae. He leaves after telling the boy once again that he doesn’t love him when confronted with Jason’s feelings.

Simply feeding even proves difficult with Kosta’s luck. The man he chose for the night ends up turning out to have picked him out as a vampire. After feeding on him, Kosta is outraged when the mortal thinks to presume to have dirt on him. A few threats are exchanged, and the kine walks away unscathed for now.

Later in the evening, to blow off steam, Kosta visits his friends Vincent and Connor at a club. It works for a small time, until he notices Xavier there. In a small talk with Xavier, he’s informed he needs to apologize or have his arms ripped off. Kosta goes back to his friends to let them go home without seeming too off, but not before Vincent spends some length talking to Xavier.

Kosta tries earning his forgiveness by the ways he would’ve as a mortal, aka sex. Xavier laughs that off, and informs him he’s coming with him for a trip. Kosta tries to see how far he can push the bounds of the arrangement, and decides to play along. He gets a taste of Xavier’s vitae as a byproduct. As the dawn approaches, the two spend the day in Kosta’s trunk, the keys left in it for the journey to be finished by Xavier’s ghoul.

Kosta

The first piece of Kosta’s day was devoted to attempting to salvage the shattered pieces of his friendship with James. Needless to say, it didn’t go the best. Still, it avoided coming to blows.

He next calls Bill, his manager, to get Jason’s number. He quickly calls and smooth talks to boy into blowing off a final project to spend some time with him. On this impromptu date, the pair talk little about their situations in life, mostly enjoying the decent winter weather and having some cute very human moments. Before too long, Kosta made excuses to leave despite the other boy’s efforts to entice him otherwise.

The rest of his last day was curled beside the corpse of his soon-to-be sire.

Early evening was dedicated to a ritualistic grooming to perfect the body before its transition to godhood. The god allowed Kostanstine to be born again into the night naked like a newborn babe. After draining his blood into a wine bottle, Kosta was carried to the shoreline temple. As the new Kindred suckled from Andre’s wrist, he wrapped him in the same cloak he had brought when he had first seduced him.

Andre turned the new Kindred loose under a watchful eye to hunt. Kosta took to this as a natural extension of his being. He returned to his place of work, found the mortal he had spent his last hours with, Awed the crowd with a dance, and took him away into the night.

Feeding was easy and fantastic the first night. Too good, in fact. He couldn’t stop. When he beat down the beast, the boy under his body was already fading fast. Kosta began to rush away with him, but Andre, still watching from afar, stopped him. He told him how to force another to live by his will, and though it upset him, he let his childe keep this reminder of the daylight. A small argument ensued, and the pair set off, leaving the nascent ghoul tired and lonely in the bed.

Andre showed Kosta how to feed through lies and sex, staying unconnected to those around him. The lesson was tense, but not completely unpleasant. It left the boy in a strange mood as he was turned out to make do with his ghoul. The near-Twilit pair began their verbal dance, ending with Jason turned out shirtless to walk the miles back to his home in the winter night.

The end of the night hit, but not the end of Konstantin’s trials. He was trapped in a dream by Ayira’s magic. She had felt his wassail through her blood sympathy. He was put under terrible threats in the dream, revealing all he held to be secret to this Elder. In the end, she judged him favorable to make it past this night. She left him with with a message for his sire. She would be coming.

Kosta

Trusting in his new prize, Andre allows Kosta free for the day. He spends the majority of it in the upper levels of the house, taking care of the necessities of mortal life. Then he goes to snoop, as any protagonist should. He finds a walk-in closet filled with an odd assortment of men’s and women’s clothing. Then he goes to explore the grounds themselves, coming across an oracular building with a bloodstained altar in the center. That quickly sends him scurrying back inside.

Despite not wanting to displease his master, Kosta’s curiosity gets the best of him and returns downstairs. After examining a machine in the bar and the empty wine bottles, he imagines what he drank to be blood. He would have perhaps been more perturbed if it didn’t appear that his captor was dead in his bed. Frantically trying to raise Andre only ended in Kosta chained and having the corpse man curled against him for the day.

Once night fell, however, it was a different story. The god rose again and explained some interesting facets of his immortal state. Not enough, it seemed, although others of his kind seemed to be vampires. An innocent question turned violent as a question of divinity rose from Kosta’s lips. With many apologies and a good temper of the god, he was allowed to live and even to drink from a wound he carved into his master’s own flesh.

The night proper was started with more lies to cover his tracks at work, as well as to hopefully keep Sergei from being killed as a hindrance to the master’s plans. For his efforts, sex atop a car ensued, eventually breaking up with a few people coming to watch. He hoped for more, and it was going to happen.

James ended up being the entertainment for the night, getting drunk under the supervision of his best friend, and then Kosta using that trust to enjoy himself sexually and please his master. After they were done with the man, he was dropped in his own room without a second thought for his well-being. Andre allowed for a request for his first successful hunt, so sex with the cold man ensued again. And then, as the final request set before the man doomed to die, Kosta asked to make love to someone in the warm sun one last time. His wish to try was granted.

Ayla

As always, our female protagonist was sitting around, trying to get people to do more than talk shit. Eventually, this got her the attention of some cardigan wearing war veteran who may or may not have been a lumberjack. They shot the shit and told one another about hating everyone around them.

Almost as if out of the blue, they struck out into the night to burn some animal testing facility. Yeah, sure, dude was crazy and got Ayla to even cut herself beforehand, but Hell, when in Rome. With a two shoulder hits, the door popped open easy enough.

Ayla took to the top floor, hiding just out of sight for the guard to get in position before cutting him from taint to bellybutton with a single swipe. God, that’s got to haunt her eventually. Whatever. She spread the shit around, and set it all on fire.

The pair bolted, and went back to Cardigan’s house. There, they drank a little, then screwed as they watched the flames on TV like perfectly sane people.

Kosta

Our male protagonist started his off night working the pole. The eyes of his fans, and more importantly, their dollars fueled his performance. As he headed off the stage, he stopped to watch the new guy, Sergei, work it too. Satisfied, he goes throughout the crowd, finding some regulars, but ultimately going to try and seduce some man in the corner.

The man surprised him with his intensity and his seeming lack of care for the things Kosta had to offer. He gave him a private dance, putting it all out there, which ended in the spark of passion which would ultimately consume him. Despite knowing the policy is to never go home with a customer, Kosta and the man drive their way back to his place.

Nerves begin to settle in, but a few applications of drinks and some rather intense conversation makes the way to the basement impossible to resist. The blood and sex flow, clouding senses and driving Kosta mad with lust. He even willingly straps himself in chains for the one who just bit him.

The conversation quickly turns to finding the next victim and Kosta proving himself to this new god. He quickly agrees to giving James to his new master in exchange for more pleasure. And he has it, speading the night consumed in feeding after feeding, just enough to torture and not enough to let him die like his body begs to as his mind loses itself to the madness of hunger.