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[incubo]

[ the video begins with finch perched somewhere in what looks like the bar, blond hair pulled back in a short tail. he lifts a hand in a brief wave, mouth quirking in a small, almost startlingly charming smile. (maybe not so startling if you already know what he is.) ]

Uh. Hey, Tranquility. Figured it was a good time to-- [ a pause, expression taking on a faintly sheepish note as he glances away, rubbing the back of his neck. welp. even if it's kind of necessary, it still feels strange, sometimes. ]

Well, anyway. Two things! [ he glances back at the feed, holding up his index and middle fingers, wiggling them. ] First thing's first, for those of you who're new this jump-- Hi. I'm Finch, and this is a personal ad. I'm the resident incubus, unless another one came with this crowd. Now what the hell does that mean for all of you, you ask. Well, I'm glad you're wondering, 'cause it means a couple of things.

[ he leans back a little, blowing a few strands of hair off his brow. ]

First of all, yeah, I really do fuck to eat. Which means that I'm always looking for people willing to go to bed with me once or twice a week. If you do volunteer, side effects are that I'm gonna' know exactly what you want in bed and how to give it to you, so if you're hiding shit, you may not be interested-- though who the fuck am I to judge what gets you off, right? Second-- you'll be pretty exhausted for a couple of hours afterward, but some sleep should fix that.

[ a shrug. ] So that's the first thing. The second, ah-- [ despite himself, he actually looks a little embarrassed at this. ] I was, uh, trying to go back to school before I was kidnapped, so. I dunno', if there are teachers or.. I just wanna' start studying again, you know? I also kinda' need a job. I was an assistant for a tattoo artist back home, but I pick shit up quick, so.. [ a vaguely uncomfortable glance, copper coloured eyes sliding away again. ] Let me know if you need some help with something, right? It's good for me to keep busy.

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[tueurdeloup]

[Lestat has managed to sort out this device. He watches the man for a few moments, then smirks.]

Well, at least you are honest.

A pity I can't help you, though.

[Not that he would, necessarily. Even if he could.]

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[incubo]

--With which part? [ though a moment later, he shrugs. ] No big, bro, some people aren't super comfy with what I am.

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[tueurdeloup]

The former, not the latter.

[He quirks an eyebrow, letting out a little chuckle.]

Oh it isn't that at all, actually.

I've never encountered your like before, but, well, there are always new creatures in the world.

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[incubo]

[ he offers a quick smile. ]

Yeah, well, I've never met another of my like before, either, even in my own world.

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[thebreakingwave]

I spoke with a few people about doing some basic schooling and, if you're looking for someone to study with, even if we're not learning the same things, I'd be happy to do that.

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[incubo]

Oh-- [ he actually looks a little surprised at that. (he's not used to strangers being helpful. at least, not with the shit that matters.) ] Wow, seriously? That'd be awesome.

[thebreakingwave]

Seriously. I'm Harry.

[He smiles, bright and easy.]

What sort of things do you want learn? I've got a lot of trade school skills, but not a lot of other school skills, if that makes sense?

[incubo]

Nice to meet you, Harry. Seriously. [ even if the glasses make him want to smash them and get him a trendier pair. ]

Uh. Shit, well. I was just taking kinda' the normal classes, you know? College algebra and history and english and.. all that. --What kinda' trade school skills?

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[bribed]

You fuck.

To eat.

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[incubo]

Dude, did I stutter? Yeah, there's something about the energy sex gives off that keeps me from keeling over.

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[bribed]

What the-

Some people have all the ruttin' luck.

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[incubo]

[ he startles into a laugh, dragging a hand back through his hair. ]

It's not always great, you know. I get a lot of creeps, normally, and since I don't kill, I'm like.. always hungry. Trust me, I'd rather be human.

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[godofthemachine]

An incubus? How fascinating.

How exactly do you eat through sexual intercourse?

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[incubo]

[ shrug! ] Man, I have no clue. It's something about the energy sex gives off, I guess. All I know is that I'm hungry before fucking and not as hungry afterward.

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[godofthemachine]

Your physiology interests me, if what you are saying is true.

[incubo]

[ he snorts, mouth quirking. ] Yeah, my physiology interests a lot of people.

[thoughts]

[ river is interested in pretty much everything that finch is, both from a physiological standpoint and psychological. magic sex monster wants schooling ! ]

She knows the lessons. Teachers don't know what they think they know. Not as well as they should.

[incubo]

[ magic sex monster wishes he was human. >: ]

Well.. teachers were what I had back home. [ an arch of his brows. ] Who're you, then?

[thoughts]

[ don't we all. ]

She did too. They didn't like it when she told them they were wrong. [ smiling, eyes wide. wondrous. ] River. I can show you how it works.

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[withlace]

You're actually an Incubus.

[ Consider Lauren vaguely amused. ]

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[incubo]

Yup. Hi. [ he gets this a lot. ]

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And you've gotten by so far?

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[vivelavenir]

[You'll have to excuse his rampant excitement. Here is a man who absolutely believes in the world's curiosities, from imps to centaurs to the gods of every religion. It had not been disproven, so he fancied there was proof enough.

Jehan doesn't quite have the pluck to go on video (which he still finds an odd method of communication, besides), but can't help but to text. After all, it is a real, living creature from the stories of the foundation of religion and the hereafter. Moreover, while Finch's offer to the ship's population almost felled him with embarrassment, to his request he had something to offer in return.]

De Civitate Dei was correct after all. Forgive me-- only, what you are is very interesting. There are grandios tales from every century about the démon nuit; since he Sumerian dynasties.

While I cannot offer a job, nor am I a teacher, I thought you may like to know that a man named Claudius intends to make a paper-books library on board. He is elderly and may want for help. He is also, I am told, eager to teach languages to willing students.

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[incubo]

[ the first bit earns a slight smile. 'interesting'. yeah, that much he's used to. ]

Yeah, well.. the 'demon' bit's inaccurate. Where I'm from, we're kinda' like vampires. We're singular, we don't belong to a group, and we live and hunt pretty much alone. I'm a little different because I grew up thinking I was human, and I'm like.. the only incubus anyone's seen in forever, but-- there you go.

[ he brightens, then. ] --Seriously? Maybe he won't be too freaked out about me, then.

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[vivelavenir]

Forgive me, only that sounds fascinating.

[But, as he doesn't think it's very polite to discuss the species of a person as if it's an oddity (in fact, it isn't! He thinks it so obvious that these things-- other forms of men-- would exist) he continued;]

No, I doubt you will worry him. In fact, he seemed delighted by the idea of teaching. I will let him know to expect you, if that's to your liking.