Claude watched the boy move and gyrate to the beat. He was nicely curved about the hips and moved quite gracefully. The man smiled a bit, seeing the boy mouth the song occasionally. Seeing the boy eye him in return Claude slipped his spectacles off his nose and flashed the boy an almost unfairly charming smile while Alois came toward him and slid from the little piece of stage he occupied. Alois had winked at him... Saucy this one was for sure. Patting the seat next to him he invited the boy close~ "Don't be afraid, angel... I don't bite... too hard anyway."
"Everything but an angel." The blond purred opting to break a few rules, heels clicking as he walked and straddled the much taller man's lap, "I could show you some time... for a small fee." His breath was warm against a pale lobe. Smirking as the beat changed to something faster he decided to give the beautiful eyed being a taste of what was to come if he could get him to spend cash. It was evident after all, that his old man of a master was in need of money from him. Starting to move his hips slowly lidded blue eyes danced as a small performance began.
Claude Faustus chuckled quietly and watched as the boy straddled his lap. Feisty little thing he was, well spirit was better than a whipped dog any day. The older male had more than enough cash for this boy to keep him sassy and in lingerie for the rest of his life. Money did not matter in the slightest to Claude. He was going to give Alois ten grand, perhaps more. That should be sufficient he thought... And it wasn't like he couldn't just visit again and give the boy more for another such occasion in the future. He could feel other eyes on him, and truthfully, he didn't care. As long as he got what he wanted and got out of here for a while. Some would have been afraid, attempted to weigh just what they were getting themselves into, but someone like the blond wasn't afraid nor did they care. Their life was not some rare jewel someone would miss. The only person of whom would look for him had died long ago. Claude leaned forward and whispered to Alois gently, a hand tracing along his slim back with a white gloved hand~ "Little one... Angels don't have to be as people describe them... You are certainly gorgeous enough to be..." He said in a silky voice that hinted at dark, pleasurable things. Things one did in dark rooms with tangled limbs and many loud cryings out
The feel of a silky glove against his bare skin was odd, anyone he teased was likely to be old, wrinkled, and disgusting. This was a pleasant change, a welcomed one. He wouldn't be able to trail the man along forever, sooner or later he'd have to cut ties or unintentional bonds could form. Claude's voice was like that of velvet, smooth, sweet. It was tempting, deadly like a line of coke or one's favourite drink. Would it be appropriate to play with fire?A devilish grin bubbled to the surface as the younger no older than 21 himself murmured something sweet before flashing a look that oozed mischief. Fingers hooked at the base of his neck tips brushed against dark locks that were indeed as soft as he'd thought. Oh yes, this man would be fun to play with. Perhaps present a challenge. "I can be whatever you want me to be." He breathed with a small smirk.
Faustus grins sweetly, but his golden coloured eyes darkened with a knowing look. He felt the younger male touch his hair, making him lean close and stroke a single finger up and down Alois' spine to send shivers over it. The Demon knew the boy had wheels turning in his head and that was delightful. Finally a young man who wasn't a waste of his time. Claude whispered to Alois softly so nobody but he could hear the demons words~ "Tell me my dear... Would you care to go someplace with me? I can certainly make it worth your time if you do..." Claudes voice went slightly deeper, smooth and tempting like a drug one could never kick. One did not simply get away from a demons charm... Though the boy was charming as well.
Alois' smirk widened as he heard the demon's quiet voice. Taking a moment to think about it he cocked his head, "Depending on what you have in mind I may be interested." He whispered into Claude's ear allowing blond locks to graze his cheek. Giving what was wanted easily wasn't exactly his style, plus depending on the place he would have to change clothes. The Demon smirked as well, pressing a very light kiss beneath Alois' ear, nipping almost too lightly to feel. Reaching into his coats inner breast pocket he pulled out a stack of hundred dollar bills that added up to 10,000 dollars in cold hard cash. Claude whispered to the stripper that was in his lap~ "Think ten grand will cover your costs, my sweet or do I need to give you a bit more? Money is no object around me, Angel. You be a good boy and maybe Claude will treat you somehow... what do you think?" The Demons voice was soft and sweet as a clear glass bell but still darkly insinuating of things to come His body had long since grown used to going through these motions, attempting not to care and or be effected by anyone whom came through the small club he danced at and yet, here was this man.. His skin tingled at his touch, his breath. It was too tempting, the blond should have declined and yet he didn't. Giving a simple nod he spoke again, "How much time are you going for?" Alois would most likely fudge things a little if this was pleasant for him, if not he'd jack the prices and steal anything he saw fit once the man dared to sleep. Mind unusually clear he replayed what this man, Claude, had said... There was a catch somewhere to be and he'd decided he'd be ready. Claude heard the lads thoughts and chuckled darkly, stroking through his golden curls as he held Alois. Claude had no need to sleep. The boy enjoyed his company and was drawn to him... that was good, as it was working. The demon nuzzled against Alois' soft skin with his cheek and held the boy closer but very gently as he did~ "Sweet boy... Don't think of anything clever. I have offered you no such action... Rudeness is not something I abide by. Tell you what... I'll double what I'm offering. The Archdemon pulled an additional 10,000 from his coats inner pocket and showed him the money as proof
"One moment you believe I'm an angel and then you believe I have ill will? Tempting isn't it? To figure out which thought is correct?" Alois breathed raising a brow, allowing the man to hold him close. One of his regular clients was eyeing him hard. The man had planned to drop far less than what Claude had to offer in his lap for far more time than needed. Looking at him from the corner of his eyes for a long moment Alois turned back to face the man before him, his thighs on either side of the man's hips, "Hm?" He purred tilting his head to the side to appear more innocent though it was apparent to either one he wasn't. The dark man with golden eyes looked over to the other man, his glasses still removed. He allowed his eyes to flare crimson briefly making the regular client feel ill to his stomach and to back off. No, tonight the boy was all his... and perhaps longer than that. He was a Demon after all... He didn't have to play fair with the humans and their rules. Turning back to face Alois he smiled gently, but his eyes still spoke of the promise of hidden pleasure and perhaps even joyful pain~ "Tell me Alois... What is your impression of me. I am curious to know... You like t play innocent but clearly are not... or Are no longer completely so... I see some of it deep within your eyes however. You said it is exciting to take a gamble on which is correct? Well, do you little one? Care to gamble and see if you can get enough of me?"
Deep within his eyes hm? Perhaps the man was deeper than he looked or perhaps he was insane. There was no telling, "Like I told you, I'm not an angel. I may have been years ago, but those years have long since passed. What I think of you? Hmmm," leaning close he whispered just low enough for the man in front of him to hear, "You're tempting." The blond could gamble well, steel blue eyes holding everything behind them quite easily to everyone else until this man... This man challenged him. A small grin, "I can take anything you have to give." If the man was going to challenge him... tempt him... he must at least make it as his usual client got up and moved toward the back exit his shoulders relaxed just enough to be apparent though he hadn't realized it. That man was truly twisted, odd kinks and all. There wasn't enough alcohol in the world to fix his problems nor would there ever be. The answer to his problems would also never be the small blond he sought after to fix them.
Claude saw the boy relax as the man left. He would have to pay him a visit sometime if he read the boy correctly. Looking at the stripper once again, smiling at the softly whispered words and the sharp mind the boy presented. Tempting and a challenge the boy said... Well Claude could do his very best to be those things should the boy want it... And it would be a guarantee that alois had never had such a customer as he. By the end of the night the boy would not be able to sand Claude leaving him alone. The Archdemon of the golden eyes stood up and kissed Alois lips once before setting him on his feet~ "Best go get dressed dollface... It is chilly out this evening, though my car is dry and warm. And you don;t have to worry... I've got a nice place to take you before anything is done."
Clothes... With having this job thick warm garments were never on the menu. The best he would be able to do would be his long silky purple jacket, knee highs, shorts, and button up. Disappearing for a moment he slipped one of his nice sets of lingerie on before covering them with his street clothes. After a few minutes he resurfaced fully dressed with still quite a bit of skin showing. This, sadly enough would probably not be the most reckless thing he'd ever done. Heels continuing to click as he walked and swayed his hips ever so slightly he looked up to the man that was still quite a bit taller than him, "Dressed." Eyes continued to shine a brilliant shade of blue, blond locks ruffled from pulling clothes over them and other activity. Alois' confidence didn't once slip up as he licked his lips out of habit. This was unusual though, he generally didn't know the name of those he'd been with. Preferred not to because knowing even the slightest thing was of something he didn't want to think about. Pondering the idea of telling his own he decided to be quiet unless asked.
Claude Faustus looked at the boy and saw what he was wearing. It looked good on him but outside was quite cold. He would be miserable until the car heated up once the engine got going. The taller male removed his coat after taking all the valuables it contained and pocketing them. He wrapped the boy in the thick wool overcoat against the cold and picked him up, carrying him out into the brisk wind that rocked the street with its icy breath~ "You really are a beauty, you know that? My word as a gentleman on that, boy. I doubt you will have ever had or will ever have a customer like me after tonight." He slid Alois into the passengers side of the Mercedez and got in the drivers seat, started the engine and pulled away from the curb. Baby blues blinked in surprise as he watched the taller man take his jacket off after emptying it and put it around him. The gesture... it was kind. Too comforting, the younger thought as he was picked up. Mind scrambling to make sense of the gesture he didn't complain as he was carried however he did duck his face when the cool air hit it. The last time he'd been outside it had been at least ten degrees higher. Light blond lashes tickled the demon's neck as he wrapped his arms around his neck to hold on.
The words he spoke were even surprising as time passed. He didn't see beauty in himself no matter how much confidence he projected he never would. It was truthful however that he wouldn't meet another man like Claude. He was used to walking outside in weather slightly warmer than this in a lot less. Remaining silent as he was sat in the chilled leather passenger seat he watched Claude walk around to his side of the car before choosing to speak but having lost the words. What exactly was he to say to such a statement? Claude flipped on the heat to medium to warm the interior. The boy had obviously not been outside for some time now as his attitude showed. Claude looked over at him, once more slipping his spectacles back onto his nose. Smiling gently the Demon turned on the radio to a station that played something a bit more gentle than what the boy would dance to, he picked Opera. One kind of human music he didn't mind.
Claude looked over at his young guest and spoke quietly~ "Darling, I know my behaviour shocks you, but trust me... You have absolutely nothing to be afraid of. Unless of course you do try something foolish. I think however you are much smarter than that. Hmmm... I like to wine and dine my guests... any place you like sweet boy? You seem to be in need of food if I'm not mistaken, and I rarely am. And don't worry about slacking off... I'll put you to work in a manner that we both can enjoy soon enough, that I promise you."
The blond shrugged still slightly thrown off by the kindness, "I have no preference. Food is food and with the field I am in you eat what you can get even if it isn't pleasant." That was bluntly honest, it was easier to say that than to attempt to come up with a place. He liked many things as well. There were very few things he wouldn't eat. Nestling into the jacket he sat cross legged in the seat looking out the window. Turning back toward Claude after a few minutes he blinked still attempting to decode his reasoning for being kind in the back of his head, "It's early, almost 3 or 4 in the morning. Something sweet and warm tea would be nice." He'd test his boundaries, see exactly what kind of reaction the brunette wanted from him. The jacket smelled good, had a sweet cologne scent that was pleasant to the senses and didn't bother his nose. Alois liked that, it meant that he didn't have to scrub to get the stench off of him later on.
Claude pulled off to the side and smiled a bit wider. Tea and sweets eh? Well well the boy was talking right up his alley. Looks like he could simply take him home and make him something nice. Likely that would make the boy feel more comfortable instead of being in public to be stared at. Claude looked at the young lad in his car and reached over to stroke through his soft hair, hands still clad in his gloves. Alois would be treated nicely because Claude willed it to be so. He could have easily killed him by now and walked away but he did not want him dead~ "Well don't worry my dear... You'll be safe and warm with your tea in no time flat." Alois' darkened baby blues lit up at the idea of tea and warmth. Slowly allowing his eyes to close as fingers ran through his hair he gave a soft sigh. Part of him wondered if the man was actually a cop attempting to catch him on charges and then part of him wanted to believe that he was just being good to him. The last didn't seem likely, humans were not sweet by nature, they were all out for what would benefit them no matter the pain it caused another. "What kind of tea?" He asked quietly continuing to watch and admire the main in the driver's seat.
The demon heard the boy sigh and smiled gently. The boy was half afraid he was a police officer? No, he was something altogether unhuman. He did enjoy the boys looks, how he seemed so sad, but still innocent deep down inside. He was a treasure. Claude looked over at the now relaxed young male and whispered~ "Why, Earl Grey of course... And I have a few pies you can try if your sweet tooth permits is. Don;t worry... You will be safe and sound in a few minutes. No lies or tricks, no deceit." Earl Grey... this was good tea...this was his kind of tea. Giving a simple nod he out ruled the cop part, if he was they wouldn't be going toward a neighbourhood. Part of him was curious as to how the rest of the night would go. It was already a roller coaster. He didn't really know what to expect. Bare legs were finally starting to warm as he situated himself once again. "Claude..."
Faustus turned his gaze on the boy, tilting his head curiously at the sound of his name. Good, the boy was obviously a tea drinker. This tickled him to no end~ "Yes, darling... What's wrong, my little angel? Something you need, or want?" Alois looked up at the dark haired male and spoke quietly "Why are you going to pay me to eat your pie, drink your tea, and please you?" The question came out a bit more direct than he wanted but it truly did puzzle him that he was going to do that. He in a sense wondered if the man made a habit of this. He could name many things he wanted, better clothes, new things for work. This wasn't his issue though. Blues watched intently for a short moment.
The Demon looked at the boy intensely for a few moments without reply before answering carefully~ "Dear boy... Something is on your mind. I'm not paying you to eat pie and drink tea. Those are to make you happy as well. I am not someone who has no heart. You might say I'm not like all the other men you've met. And no, as a matter of fact I have never once contracted someone as yourself. You are special, my boy... it was you I wanted, not what your profession is. Do you wish for me to take you back to the bar?" He pulled off the road onto the shoulder and stopped, waiting for the boy to respond. His words had been gentle but firm. Alois watched him for a moment longer before shaking his head, "No." He stated quietly wheels continuing to turn. His happiness... it never counted before... this was strange. Dark baby blues settled once again curiously eyeing the man, "You intrigue me. You'll just have to forgive me, as I am not used to be cared for."
Claude nods to the boy, putting the car into gear once more and pulls off the side of the road. Once more he pulled on down the highway and starts taking them to his house again. Claude had figured as much as far as the boy was concerned. To most he was simply a pretty face and warm flesh. Well the Demon saw tings a bit differently. Don't misunderstand, the boy was these things... But Claude was going to treat him good... Maybe even keep him. The older man looked at Alois~ "Well don't you worry... You'll always be cared for by me." The young blond boy blinked continuing to sit cross legged he adjusted his knee highs, "Hm." Keeping the demon's jacket wrapped closely around him he began looking outside once again. This.. this would take some getting used to.
A few minutes passed before Faustus pulled up to the large wrought iron gate that separated his driveway from the blacktop of the road. Claude got out and quickly opened it before pulling the Mercedez through and once more closing the heavy gate behind, though for him it was easy. The Demon pulled the car into the side garage and turned off the ignition, exiting the vehicle to walk around the side and open Alois' door~ "Here we are, darling. My home." The house was a large Victorian era styled mansion surrounded by a bit of woods to either side and a stone wall to the front. Alois took in the large home, he hadn't seen one like this. Pulling the demon's jacket tightly around him he got out of the car and stood closely beside Claude allowing himself to look around. Claude allowed the boy to look around for a few minutes before leading him through the solid oaken front door of the manor house. Shutting it with an echoing sound he led the boy to the kitchen and checked on the pies. The apple and peach were done, the blackberry would have to bake a bit longer. The Demon sat a kettle full of water on the stove and lit it, allowing it to begin boiling while reaching up in a cabinet for the tea~ "Welcome to my home, dear boy... Hmmm, I cannot continue to call you such things all evening, tell me, what is your name? I believe you have used mine already."
Alois blinked, which one would he tell? "I prefer to be called Alois." He perched on the counter by the demon watching him closely, his jacket still wrapped around the younger. The butler pours the boy a decent sized glass of Earl Grey and sugared it for the boy, setting it next to him while he nodded~ "Well young Alois drink your tea now lad... and what kind of pie would you prefer? Apple or peach. There will be blackberry shortly if you want that as well." Young Alois smirked, blowing on his tea and taking a small sip. It had been quite a while since he'd eaten pie, "Apple." He said quietly crossing one leg over the other loosely. Red flags were screaming, the man was too kind... too sweet. He could feel himself growing slowly attached, this was in truth the worst thing for him to do and he knew it. Claude placed a hand to his sternum and bowed slightly, slicing into the pie with a rather large knife and lifting the wedge onto a small plate. He then went to the freezer and scooped a spoonful of French vanilla flavored ice cream on top of the still warm pie and served it to the boy with a fork~ "There you are, Alois, or would you prefer your Highness? I can use both if you prefer..." He said silkily
Dark eyes like ice chips seemed to shine with a smirk, "I like both." Sitting his tea on the counter beside him he cut and ate a bite of the delightful pie. The perfect level of cinnamon, the sweet taste of filling. So good... Swallowing he gave a small nod before eating another bite this time with a bit of the ice cream. Sweets weren't something the blond allowed himself to eat a lot of, no matter how girly it sounded he had to keep his figure. Faustus smiled at seeing how much the boy enjoyed his cooking. That was very good because if it weren't for Alois he would never need to cook anything. Good to see he still had the ability. The demon reached out a gloved hand and caressed Alois' hair as he ate slowly, eyes shining gold behind his polished spectacles~ "Of course you do, your Highness..." The butler whispered to the boy softly, but the tone was sure to send chills through Alois.
How was it his tone was so comforting yet so eerie? Allowing gloved fingertips to run through silky blond locks he gave a simple 'Hm' before swallowing the bite he had in his mouth watching the man quietly. The small sliver was half way gone as he picked up his cup and took a sip, the plate still warm on a porcelain thigh. He would have to be careful with him. He was so very kind and gentle... just the thing Alois had wanted all along. Though that wouldn't change the bruises and scars he kept covered over ninety percent of his body. That wasn't something most knew, having learned how to conceal them properly many years ago. Snapping himself from the thought of allowing himself close to the man he sat the cup down on the counter once again. Closeness was not an option in this area of work.
Claude placed the pies under glass covers to keep them fresh and sighed gently, looking over at the boy. Claude knew the young man was very battered, it showed in the way he carried himself and how he had clutched the coat around himself in the car as protection. The Archdemon smiled gently and leaned close, kissing Alois on the cheek before whispering~ "Have you finished with your refreshments, Alois... Is there anything you wish of me at present?" Claudes whisper was soft and warm like a fleece blanket, but seductively so... pulling the boy in slowly. Setting his plate to the side a small smirk appeared, "You're too kind for your own good." Alois whispered sweetly breath feathering over the man's lips. Claude Faustus smirked back, his eyes changed for just a brief moment as the boy said that~ "Oh my sweet Highness... Never judge a book by its cover, sir... I am kind because it suits me and how I wish to treat you is all... To others I can be very very cruel." As he said this the Demon leaned forward and kissed the boy upon his lips slowly, feeling their warmth. Alois could ruin the mood by asking how he could hold him to a much higher extent than others but he didn't. His lips tasted strange, sweet with a simple bite. Alois liked the taste he thought with a small smirk, eyes drifting closed slowly.
The Archdemon pulled Alois into his arms gently, his tongue flicking over the lads lower lip, which Claude nibbled softly at. Alois tasted very nice to the Demon, strong and defiant and very lust filled... Fiery. That is how Claude liked them. Claude looked at him as they kissed, stroking along his spine. The boy, not allowing his mind to cloud his judgement he let the man's jacket slide off his shoulders, tingles and pin pricks running down his spine. Pushing the demon closer with one long slender leg he smirked continuing to lean back on his palms ever so slightly, letting him lead. Faustus pulled back to look the boy over, a smile lighting his face as he saw him now without the coat on~ "Such a beauty... A battered angel on Earth... What should I do with you, Highness... " Claude leaned down slowly and kissed Alois on his throat, right against where his pulse beat from the artery
Battered angel... he knew too much. Pulse quickening slightly as his heart picking up beneath velvety smooth lips. Tilting his head a small smirk appeared as he moved to the edge of the counter whispering, "You'll treat me right and won't speak of any bumps or bruises you take note of." He preferred the current client never noticing any of this. Though he had to admit the client was usually drunk. Claude kissed his racing pulse lightly before kneeling down on one knee, a starched gloved covering the hand he pressed firmly over his heart in a gesture of fealty. Looking up at the young boy who had been so abused and misused, he spoke softly but solemnly~ "Yes, your Highness. By your order." The Demon smirked inwardly at this but nodded to the boy~ "I shall treat you perfectly and do not worry, I will help your injuries heal."
Scooting back just enough to keep his balance on the counter he watched the man kneel listening intently before quirking an eyebrow, "Healing me... Just how long do you plan to have me around?" Grin darkening at the idea of a large plush bed with this charming beautiful fellow draped over him. Faustus smiled up at him and stood, taking one hand of his to kiss those pale knuckles. Claude looked at him with his mysterious golden eyes and spoke softly~ "I plan on having you around for as long as you can stand my company, Alois." Alois smirked slightly, "I bore easily, if you keep me you will have to keep me entertained. Just because I'm a stripper and an escort does not mean I'm completely low maintenance." His voice held an element of tease as he sat still on his perch. Claude chuckled and pulled another pair of glasses from his pocket, a pair of round ones which he slid forward and backward to make his eyes bigger just to be playful~ "Well, Alois I am at your disposal... and I would never have said you would get anything but the very best maintenance from myself... After all I am entertaining a guest, am I not?"
His smirk widened as the demon was playful, he didn't have a reply to the demon's words as the practice of actually talking to someone without flirting or teasing was a habit he lost long ago. "And if your guest wants to see just how good you really are?" He asked tilting his head. Faustus grinned, his eyes darkening again, but not in the way a humans would. He wanted this boy so much more than they could. Claude whispered to the boy as he stared into his ice chip eyes~ "Good in what way, your Highness?" Slipping off the counter with a click he slid out of his purple overcoat with a chuckle, "I'll leave you to figure that out." He said quietly walking a few steps and then turning back to look at the demon. Claude Faustus purred in response and followed the boy, his small grinning smirk still visible~ "Would you like a tour of the house, Alois? Show you all the rooms, such as the living room, bedroom... Perhaps show you the hot tub if you care for a dip later on...". "That sounds nice, yes." The blond said quietly watching the man carefully.
Claude bows slightly and takes the boy on a tour, telling him bits and pieces of the manors history while they walked through its many rooms both upstairs and down. They ended up in the large master bathroom at the end. It was clad in marble with stainless steel fixtures, all highly polished by the demon himself. The boy looked up at him quietly, "I suppose you'd like to see the extent of the damage you're going to try to heal?" He didn't seem to pleased with the idea but wasn't exactly happy with it either. Faustus nodded and started running hot water in the sunken marble tub, feeling the water with his ungloved pale hand to make sure it wasn't too hot for the boy~ "Yes, Highness... Best to get an idea of how badly you are injured first dear boy... I will be very gentle, promise."
A sigh escaped pale pink lips as he stripped free of all his clothes, slowly walking toward the demon. Most of the ones he would look for would have layers of concealer and powder over them, some much lighter than others. This was unusual, and it was quite a long ways out of his comfort zone as well but there wasn't a place to turn back now. One long pale leg stepped into the bath tub and then another before sitting down in front of him.
The black clad man saw every wound though it was masked behind makeup. The butler ran a wet rag over the boys sides and washed away most of the concealer slowly, watching the marks and bruises come to light~ "Oh little one... Yes, I'll help you heal and keep you safe... " Alois avoided eye contact as more and more of them were washed clean, this was what would happen if he didn't bring his half of the money. Mind turning in frightening directions as time passed and the water soothed he gave a deep sigh finally just leaning into Claude's hold and allowing him to wash and rinse wherever he pleased without much complaint or dirty looks. Claude cleaned the boys entire body, kissing along his shoulders softly, his eyes burning crimson in anger at the lad being so hurt. Though that was the only sign, the rest of him was relaxed as usual~ "My Lord, you never need to worry about this again... How much do you owe these dogs?"
Alois had been with the man of whom had done this to him for years, having been smuggled in through unusual means. The younger wasn't even a legal resident of the country. "My life." He said quietly eyes and shoulders relaxed and somewhat tired. A couple of spots would bleed if not tended to properly and others were just bruises that would eventually fade away, the old ass had wanted to hurt him, not scar him anymore than he already was as his milky porcelain skin was part of the reason people were drawn to him. He thought about telling him it was near impossible to get him out of this as they would track and look for him to the end of the world but didn't speak more than necessary. The feeling of Claude's lips against thin shoulders was pleasant, almost lulling as he settled in. Trancies butler nuzzles against the poor battered boys shoulder. He would simply remove the obstacle from the young mans path himself by taking the life of the foolish man who had dared harm him. Claude poured water through his golden locks and smiled darkly~ "Well I'll figure out a way to fix it."