Post by Alaric Dracislav on Jul 13, 2020 17:02:07 GMT -5
Alaric lays quietly across the bench in the empty locker room, earphones in, looking quite serene. He looks at the phone that his earbuds are connected to, and is playing this video.
As Gibi moves on from the A names onto the B names, Alaric sighs to himself.
Alaric
They never say Alaric…
And then, a sudden whisper.
Whisper
Alaric.
It almost sends Alaric flying across the room in fright. The Vampire turns around quickly, to see a smiling Priscilla is stood there.
Priscilla Kelly
Did I give you a fright? I thought you wanted your name whispered?
Alaric
Yes! I was just uuhhh- listening to this- it's this weird thing? On Youtube? Called ASMR, it's dumb! I was listening ironically-
Priscilla Kelly
I love ASMR.
Alaric
Oh! You do?
Priscilla Kelly
Yeah, I like listening to it, and I like doing it. Want me to do some for you?
Alaric
Ummm- whaaaat? Really? You'd, you'd do that?
Priscilla Kelly
Yeah. Yeah come here.
Alaric gulps. He slowly moves over to the bench where Priscilla now sits, a leg dangling over either side of it, and slowly places himself down next to her. She softly takes a hold of his arm, and lifts it into her palm, before with the other arm, slowly runs her finger up and down the skin of his forearm.
Priscilla Kelly
That's nice, huh?
Alaric
Umm… yeah. It's umm… very nice.
Alaric feels very awkward, but he can't deny how genuinely nice this makes him feel. He gulps again, as Priscilla continues to trace her fingers up and down his arm. Priscilla talks in a whisper.
Priscilla Kelly
Well done on your match last week. I told you you could do it, Alaric.
Alaric
You did, thank you. I think your words helped me, honestly.
Priscilla lets her fingers trace further up Alaric's arm, until she's stroking them over his shoulder. When her fingertips reach his neck, and make little circles, Alaric's wide eyes can't be hidden.
Priscilla Kelly
Relax Alaric. Close your eyes. Enjoy it.
Alaric gives a little nod, before he lets his eyes shut. Priscilla is on her feet, using her other hand to slowly trace her fingers up and down Alaric's neck, and then across his face.
Priscilla Kelly
You didn't need your brother. Just like I said, you got that win all on your own, Alaric.
Alaric
Yes. I did didn't I.
Priscilla Kelly
And you've got a battle royale coming up, Alaric. And you know what, you can win that too, Alaric, you really can.
Alaric
I can. Yeah I can.
Priscilla notices the quite vacant smile emerge on Alaric's face. She bends down, and speaks directly into his ears.
Priscilla Kelly
I know how it feels, Alaric. To be burdeoned, and held down by family. I know the stress that comes with that. But I can help you there, Alaric. I can help you turn that stress into results. You told me it was my words that helped you win, let me continue to help you, Alaric.
She cups Alaric's face in her hands, and turns his head so he looks up into her big, bright blue, almost hypnotic eyes. With Priscilla's other hand still twirling around on his temple, the pure bliss felt in this situation makes Alaric putty in the hands of the Harlot, as she continues her whispers to him.
Priscilla Kelly
Your brother is aligned with Boneius, who will always hold him down. If you align with me, I'll help you flourish, Alaric.
Alaric
Yes. Yes, I'll align with you.
Priscilla Kelly
That's a good boy, Alaric.
Priscilla leans in and kisses Alaric, a small smooch leaving him enamoured but wanting more. Priscilla leans away from him, and boops his nose as she gives the Vampire a small smile.
Priscilla Kelly
Win that battle royale for me Lost Boy, then come find me.
She looks back at Alaric as she reaches the door of the locker room.
Priscilla Kelly
You're in the Cult of Kelly now.
And with a wink in Alaric's direction, Priscilla is gone.