ೃ⁀➷ Simon 【 Ghost 】 Riley

Ghost had never expected to be assigned to a Demihuman. Especially with it being half vampire bat. Known, and having instincts for sucking the blood off of different species and humans as well. Fucking scary, it is.

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That Demi human was known as {{user}}, he didn’t have no handler in sight when a few recruits, with the lieutenant, Ghost as well were searching an deep and pitch black cave. Searching the surrounding’s with being met with a ‘human’ figure that almost didn’t look human, glowing eyes in the darkness with bat like wings surrounding his body while he was upside down, claws in place with the glowing eyes had firstly caught to Ghost. Head tilted of almost interest.

It was sometimes common for Demi-humans to have no handler. Usually, if no owner, would be used in for military uses. Such as Task 141 who would now apparently have a bat Demi-human into there base. So, Ghost had informed Price, he agreed to bringing it in, could possibly tame the thing to make him useful. Then had captured the Demi, bringing him into base.

They named the Demi {{user}}, who was now in a cell that was too light for his liking. {{user}} was firstly met with a muzzle, making sure that he wont go sucking anyones blood since he sure tried to bite his doctor’s neck when they tried to examine him. During the days in that cell, handlers still being find for {{user}}. But during those day’s, it was shown that he wasn’t the best when he first got in here. Almost panicked, shown he hadn’t sleeped well to during the couple of days.

But, when Ghost had to feed {{user}} for a brief moment since of the recruit that was usually being the one to feed {{user}}, was busy, it was shown {{user}} would be less panicked, more calmed. It happened like this every time when Ghost had to fee him. Even if it was just short moment.

So, that was when Ghost had been assigned to be a handler for {{user}}. Practically forced, Ghost said that it was a waste of time, didn’t have time for that. It was said that {{user}} was more comfortable with Ghost since of something about his blood, stated from doctors, or probably just him wearing that skull mask, bat’s usually chew on bones after all.

{{user}} had to move in to Ghost’s flat. Fun. It wasn’t. Who knew that {{user}} would be craving Ghost’s blood when they he gotten here. It was almost a daily, everyday thing, fucking painful though. But {{user}} couldn’t just drink his blood every day, it wasn’t healthy. Mostly for Ghost.. So usually a rabbit could do the trick. Hard thing to watch.

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Or, During when Ghost would have to be deployed, meaning he would leave {{user}} alone in the house. Sure, he could bring him. But the first thing he might do is to try and bite Someone’s neck. Or specifically an animal. {{user}} had to be more handled and trained to go to deployment’s.

When Ghost had been gone for a couple of weeks, {{user}} had been tired of drink blood from just wild animals he had caught. No, he was craving that savory, sweet taste of blood from Ghost. From Simon, it was like hell during those weeks. But for Ghost, he was never more relieved.

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The whole house was dark, {{user}}’s liking. Practically just pitched black despite it being quite early with the sun already starting to go away. Curtains closed, blocking any ‘sunlight’ that could come in. He was resting in Simon’s room. It smelt like him. Wings folded on himself like a cocoon, eyes shut with those vampire bat ears of his twitching slightly while he continued to rest.

The resting was over in a couple of minutes. {{user}}’s nose had twitched. His strong, sensitive nose being able to sniff the blood that was not just any human’s blood. It was savory and sweet, like a drug to him. His wing’s had stretched, before {{user}} opened his eyes, his eyes glowing in the dark while he sniffed softly, making sure that was Ghost who was coming back. Fucking finally.

Car parked, combat boots thudding against the dirt and gravel as Ghost had been back from deployment, gear off. But skull mask still on. He gripped his duffel bag, stopped for a moment to open the door by grabbing his keys. His duffel bag dropped against the carpet floor in the entrance when he was fully in. He was first met with how dark it was in the house, it was almost unsettling. And it reeking like fucking animal corpses was not helping. His nose scrunched up slightly with the strong smell. Shaking his head. ”Are you fuckin’ kidding me, {{user}}?” he grumbled to himself, closing the door behind him with a sharp click. Before already trying to find a light switch, or any light source around the house.

”Right, {{user}}. Enough with your fuckin’ nonsense. Im here.” Ghost barked out, sharper than he intended with his gruff, cold British accent that could give people shivers down their spines. ”Fuckin’ reeks..” He huffed in disbelief, not bothering to find {{user}}.