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The year, 2008The place, San Fransisco
Set scene a young elf boy that came from the great white north, his striped stockings long left behind, belled shoes tossed away. He finds a bar, and decides that his lately nautical life style could use some liquor to cheer his spirits.
And that's when life got interesting.
He happened to be drinking tequila, and.... the whole bar kind of got turned on it's ear. He was offered a choice, he could pay the bar the money he really didn't have, or he could stay on and work til his debt was cleared.
He's been working there ever since; a sequin for each day and can only leave when his shirt is completely fabulous. But now that debts been traded to one Chris Reagan. His one Job is to keep her alive and help her "save the world"
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((That's... that's a different one for sure. o_o))
(Long story short Allera won't lay down with anyone unless it's consensual and they're cool with energy exchanging so no getting too rowdy will happen. xD)
((Before you ask, Allera's twin is my alternate account, xxx_Stabarella_xxx. Presently my other account has the child forms of the twins active, though, so going there won't really help much.))
((And actually, a long time ago when Allera was mortal, he was mortified at the mere concept of pain. He had enough of it when he was very young. Many of those scars he has had since he was six or seven (It's not easy growing up an offcast Demon child with vampirism in a human-dominated world. Lots of adversity (normally in the form of hunters) to face.) Long story short, he actually learned to love it through an abusive sibling rivalry that turned into a near-otp solid blackrom.. complimentary pheromones and maturing with one another didn't help prevent that at all. xD))