[Baconwizard]

[I'm really sorry for the wait; the Sam muse is back lolol]

Samael stared at Benjamin for a long moment, his violet eyes wide with shock. Slowly, slowly, a smile began to spread across the demon's face, and he brought a hand to cover his face as he began to chuckle. Oh, this was interesting. It was almost worth the failure he had just received just to see the expression of hate on Benjamin's face. His mask back in place, Samael brought his hand away, grinning brightly at Benjamin. "My, someone is getting almost sassy. Did you finally decide to stop letting people step all over you?" Samael stepped closer to Benjamin, his head tilting as he considered the boy. "I don't remember you being nearly this assertive, my boy."

[Jaykobell]

Benjamin's face didn't change as Samael stared at him, though the vampire could tell the demon hadn't expected that change in personality. Right, that whole "passive" little personality he showed others... It was just a bad facade. It was Benjamin trying to atone for something, trying to be someone he wasn't. In a way, it was a beautiful personality. No one expected anything out of him, and he didn't expect anything from anyone. He just went along his business, and he numbed himself to everything.

It had been going relatively well so far, until Samael showed up to ruin everything. Part of it felt good; it felt good to tell the demon to his face how much of a snobbish idiot he was. How much this whole thing was his fault. As much others enjoyed stepping over Benjamin when he was so passive and obedient, so did the vampire enjoy dishing it all back. He enjoyed hurting others the same way they'd hurt him, and he enjoyed having power over them. Wasn't it wrong to feel that way, though?

"Psh. Cute," Benjamin hissed, shaping his mouth into a snarl just a little. "Do you wanna be friends now, Samael? Now that I'm telling you, to your face, how much of a prissy little idiot you are?" His tone was almost mocking, but at the same time, it was clear Benjamin wanted nothing to do with the demon anymore.

"This whole mess is your terrible mistake," the vampire reminded the demon, and he patiently waited for Samael to wipe that grin off his face, arms crossed. "So fix it."

[Hahah it's alright, mean Benjamin is hard. ;v; Lol.]

[Baconwizard]

Instead of growing solemn at Benjamin's words, Samael seemed to become quite the opposite. Shaking with suppressed glee, Samael held two fingers over his smile, as if that could contain the malicious laughter bubbling up inside of him. Taking a deep breath, Samael considered the vampire with glittering eyes. This, he could get behind. Benjamin had been such an annoying child; Samael had to lead the boy practically by the leash to get anything done. This creature... The real Benjamin was so much more enjoyable. So much more capable of destruction. "Is that an order?" He asked, adopting a subservient tone. Giving a mock bow, Samael stared insolently into the vampire's eyes. "You forget that I am under contract. I am, in all respects, yours to command until your friend is found. Which will probably be never. So... here we are." Samael grinned, his teeth glinting in the dim lights.

[Jaykobell]

Benjamin would've expected Samael to get angry. He would've expected the demon to be insulted at his words. He'd been so condescending towards Benjamin this whole time, so the vampire had expected the demon to be terribly insulted. Who was the meek little vampire to tell the powerful demon to get lost? To call him an idiot to his face?

Benjamin didn't know what to do when Samael's reaction did a complete turnaround, the demon quite literally enjoying Benjamin's dismissal of his passive personality. The vampire's eyes widened a bit, only to narrow back down to slits as Samael adopted that stupid and ridiculous servant attitude, going all the way with a small bow. It was now a difficult situation; clearly, if Benjamin really wanted to get under Samael's skin, he would have to calm down and be passive again. With the current circumstances, however, the vampire couldn't bring himself to do that. He absolutely was not in the mood to be calm.

He clenched a fist, and after sinking his own nails into his palm, he hit the wall behind him with one sudden punch. The bricks sunk in, breaking and splitting, with a bit of them tumbling and falling to the ground in the dark alleyway. "Don't give me that," he spat, showing his gritted teeth and glaring at Samael. "Just minutes ago you wanted nothing to do with me, and that feeling is mutual. If you're really under contract, then you will find a way to break that stupid deal you forced me to make."

[Baconwizard]

Samael smiled at Benjamin's words, acting as if the vampire's snarl was a puppy's mewl. "Oh, I know a way to break the contract. One of the only ways, actually. But I don't think that you'd appreciate me snapping your neck very much. Or stabbing you. Front or back, it doesn't matter much to me. Maybe even a clean slice across the neck." Samael stopped in the middle of his rambling to smile at Benjamin, folding his hands in front of him. "It's your preference. And when you're dead, we won't have to see each other anymore, and it would work out for all of us! But if death isn't your cup of tea, I'm sure we can figure something else out. I have lots of fun tricks up my sleeve."

[Jaykobell]

Benjamin's mood got no better as Samael gave him a most unsatisfying answer. The demon was enjoying their little relationship now, to Benjamin's dismay. The vampire had never been attached to the demon to begin with, going in with the intention of bringing back Alain, and nothing more. And now he was stuck with that thorn in his side, and it sounded like death was the only way to break that contract.

"So I'm guessing that if I kill you, the contract is broken as well," Benjamin suggested, a solution to the problem that sounded a lot more pleasant than the vampire dying. "Is that right?"

He took a deep breath through his gritted teeth; admittedly, he wasn't sure if he could kill Samael. As angry and aggressive as he could get, that didn't mean he had the power to defeat the demon. "Fun tricks, is that right? Fun tricks that lead to nothing, like this one?" the vampire asked, referring to this whole hell journey just for them to turn around in circles. "Is that your idea of fun, Samael?"

[Baconwizard]

"Fun things are fun to me," Samael said in reply, a smug look on his face. "Seeing you get all worked up and in a tizzy is fun. Balloons are fun. Driving people mad and seeing them descend to a level that is lower than a demon is fun." Samael's teeth glinted ferally in the light as he smiled. He leaned forward, putting his face in Benjamin's. "And I have a secret for you, boy. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but you can not kill me."

[Jaykobell]

Benjamin's face didn't change, staring at Samael with narrowed eyes and gritted teeth. He was an aggravating one, and the thought of being stuck with him unless Benjamin died or unless they found some kind of way to break that deal... The vampire's teeth were almost hurting, he was gritting them so much.

The urge to bite Samael's face as he approached Benjamin's was definitely there, but the vampire kept the urge to himself. "That's impossible," he spat, a hissing tone to his voice. "There is no creature that's immortal." Legends said vampires could be killed by a stake through the heart, amongst other things; and while they did have a certain immortality, hurting them and ravaging them was enough to kill them, just like humans.

[Hahah when should I bring in my deus ex machina. Or do you wanna go a bit longer.]

[Baconwizard]

[Sure, if you want to~]

"Sorry, that's just how this works." Samael said with an exaggerated shrug, his movements completely relaxed and casual just to aggravate Benjamin more. "See, I don't actually exist on this plane. So unless you are a demon of extremely high caliber, you can't really touch me. Well, you can touch me all you want. But you won't be able to kill me. Mutilate me, yes. Torture? You could try; I've experienced a lot of pain. People have been slicing me up for years. I think it helps their anger problems. But I'll still be here, alive and kicking." Samael grinned from ear to ear, the false cheeriness apparent on his face.

[Jaykobell]

It was like pouring salt into the wound, hearing Samael say those words. He wasn't exactly immortal, but Benjamin clearly didn't have the power necessary to kill him. And unless Benjamin himself died, or unless they found some way to break this deal, then there was no other way to say it: Samael and Benjamin would be stuck with each other.

He was already frustrated enough at the thought, but Samael's exaggerated and deliberate smile that literally stretched from ear to ear, made Benjamin literally burn. "Oh, it helps with anger problems?" the vampire snapped just as he reached out behind him, getting his whip from his belt. "Yeah, I'm down for that solution, Samael," he hissed, snapping the whip uncoiled, hitting the ground next to him. "What do you think?" Not that it mattered.

He would've fulfilled that agreement, if it hadn't been for the fact that, at that moment, something in the air changed. Benjamin seemingly didn't react to it, although he did took note of it, glancing towards the source of the disturbance.

"Pitiful," an impressed voice echoed just beyond the dark alleyway. "Like two bickering children."

It was a woman who had spoken, one with flowing dark brown hair, and a certain air of authority to her. She wore a simple black dress that was both casual and elegant, covering just enough, but not too much. She looked on with an unimpressed face, sporting a no-nonsense expression. "It's unbelievable it took you this long to track down the Krait prince, Lothair," she sighed, though without taking her dark red eyes away from the two men down the alleyway. "Even with this nose of yours."

The man standing next to the woman looked far less confident than her, and looking nothing short of depressed. He was dressed rather fancily, compared to her, sporting a full white suit that flowed with longer coattails behind him, with pale, bright accents in purple and green. "Wow... You're welcome. You try tracking down someone you've never met while they're traveling at the same time," he reprimanded, though that was an overstatement; he was just passively pointing out how ungrateful she was being, though his dejected looks were far from being very offensive or effective.

"No matter," the woman interjected, crossing her arms. "We found him." She raised her head just a little bit, looking from Benjamin to Samael, staring down at the demon. "Please hand over the vampire. Promptly," she instructed, giving the demon an order, and not a choice. Her presence, unlike the other vampire with her, was definitely unusual. She was definitely a vampire, but there were other things mixed in with; one of them wasn't all that impressive nor unusual, though there was a sort of energy to her that was impossible to describe.

[Baconwizard]

Excitement had thudded loud in Samael's veins as Benjamin cracked the whip, and he braced himself for the painful impact, his grin widening. It wasn't like Samael enjoyed the pain, but the pain was worth it when the outcome was Benjamin descending to Samael's level. It would be nice to see the boy tainted slightly.

However, all of that was ruined when the two strangers appeared. Samael tensed, feeling the strange auras around him, and he whirled around to glare at the two. "Buzzkills," he muttered under his breath, his eyes flashing. Tilting his head, the demon listened to the woman's demands, then shook his head with a dramatic sigh. "Impossible, I'm afraid. This child is mine, and I'm not about to hand him over to someone I barely even know."

[Jaykobell]

The situation was a confusing one, as Benjamin realized that it seemed to be revolving around him. He glared at the two strangers, not quite keen on getting himself into something else. Then again, he wasn't really interested in sticking with Samael, either. This whole situation felt like him having to choose his own poison.

But as he looked at them, something struck him about the man. His eyes widened a bit, breathing in just a little as he realized why those clothes looked so familiar to him. "Nycteri," he hissed, glaring at the man in white.

Lothair visibly tensed when Benjamin called out his family name, though the vampire quickly dismissed it. "Er, that would be former Nycteri, actually...?" he pointed out, though again, his flat and slightly disheartened tone didn't make him sound all that intimidating. "From a very long time ago. Yeah. I don't even know what's going on with them anymore." And of course, his one fear at coming out of his little home, had to manifest itself.

The woman ignored her companion's nervous reaction, instead keeping her focus on Samael. "What good is he to you?" she asked the demon, uncrossing one arm in order to rest two fingers against her chin. "I would rather appreciate it if you could stay away from my descendants." She paused, and although the question of identity was a problem in this matter, she wasn't willing to disclose her identity. "Either way, this isn't a choice for you to make: I will not be taking 'no' for an answer. If you do not hand over the prince, we will take him by force." Lothair visibly tensed and fidgeted at that suggestion, but she was used to his uncooperative and cowardly habits, to the point where she just pay them no mind.

Of course, it seemed like Benjamin didn't look any eager to comply, either. Ah, well: especially the reason why she'd decided to go after the vampire boy herself, along with the air vampire accompanying her.

[Baconwizard]

Samael smirked at that, his eyes narrowing. "Typical vampire," he muttered, his eyes not missing a move that the vampires made. "Throwing your weight around and expecting everyone to just comply." The demon sighed through his nose, wondering to himself where all these youngsters got any energy to stir up such drama. Focusing on the task at hand, Samael tilted his head at the woman, who obviously seemed to be the leader. "Even if you take him by force, I will still follow. You won't be able to get rid of me. I'll be quite a large thorn in your side, you see. Just ask Benjamin; I can be very annoying."

Samael's voice changed, growing darker, and losing the mocking edge it always carried. "As I've said before, this boy is mine. I don't appreciate third parties coming out of nowhere and snatching what's mine."

[Jaykobell]

"Your unwillingness to cooperate is already annoying enough," the woman retorted, though her face didn't change. Still, this demon was being a thorn in her side already. If he refused to give up Benjamin, that would become a problem. She ignored his attempt at sounding menacing, and part of her laughed internally. Oh, she would impose herself, all right: she needed to get Benjamin, and nothing would prevent her from getting him.

As for Benjamin, who was the topic of this conversation, glared at Samael when the demon claimed that the vampire was his. "I'm far from being yours," he hissed, just as he folded his whip back into a curl. "You're a thorn in my side, Samael," Benjamin pointed out, and although he wasn't really interested in going with these two strangers — that Nycteri vampire was a big reason why — honestly, anywhere away from Samael sounded like a rather nice outlet.

"Hm," the woman mused, tilting her head at the two. "So you will follow, is that so?" she inquired, focusing on Samael, though Benjamin's words had also amused her. Externally, however, she showed only a serious, flat expression. They'd heard that conversation from earlier, even if only part of it. There was something between the demon and the young vampire, though obviously, she wasn't in the loop. "Let's bargain, then." It was ridiculous that she had to stoop to that level, but having the demon stick to them like a leech just wasn't something she could afford.

[Baconwizard]

Samael raised his eyebrow at that, then glanced at Benjamin. He forced a smile, trying not to let how much he wanted to strike the vampire boy show. "Well, my lord? Do you wish to bargain with these vampires? This thorn in your side wishes to know if you'd like to be under the thumb of someone else. This thorn in your side is of the opinion that that would be amusing to watch."