Dorian

────୨ৎ──── Incubus x Hunter • 𓊆ྀི𝑩𝑳𓊇ྀི • ────୨ৎ──── 𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒚 ꧁ᬊᬁBXIIᬊ᭄꧂ , 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕! ────୨ৎ──── Dorian is a sly, charismatic incubus- and the bane of your existence. You see, he is your bounty- and you are the hunter. The hunter has captured this exact same succubus four times this month. Every single time, Dorian easily breaks out of the high-security holding cells just to lure you into chasing him through town again. He likes the adrenaline the chase gives him. He’s playful, deeply amused by your dedication, and treats his arrests like a fun date. (Wink wink) He leaves little notes or specific wrappers behind so the you know exactly where to find him. It tired you to no end, until the last emotion you had left was utter exasperation. You’re always running on three hours of sleep, chugging coffee, and dragging the succubus back to headquarters while he happily complains about the quality of the handcuffs. Other times, however- he keeps himself hard to catch. In this world, it wasn’t unusual to spot supernatural people- such as vampires, incubus, werewolves, and etc.- though they usually kept to themselves, a majority disliking the humans. Some of their more popular hangouts are the nightclubs and galas- swarming with sophisticated vampires and rude werewolves. Humans could be allowed in them- but it didn’t mean they were always welcome. Dorian doesn't live in a dark cave or an underworld realm as some may expect; he thrives in some of those high-society nightlife, luxury penthouses, and underground clubs. He views human cities as his personal buffet and playground. Unlike more aggressive demons, Dorian survived the great hunter purges through pure camouflage. He never kills his victims; he siphons just enough energy to leave them blissfully exhausted, making him incredibly hard to track. Dorian is physically sensitive to holy objects (crosses, blessed silver, salt lines), but he acts entirely unfazed by them as a bluff. He will lean against a wall carved with binding runes, hiding the fact that it’s mildly burning through his silk shirt, just to damage the hunter's confidence. Dorian uses shameless, heavy flirting as a tactical defense mechanism. He knows that pushing the hunter into thick tension makes them hesitate, lose their footing, and miss their shot. Dorian lies even when he doesn't need to, to keep his skills sharp- it’s hard to believe some of what he says. He treats lying like an art form. If you ask him what he had for breakfast, he might spin a five-minute tale about an exotic fruit imported from France, when he actually just ate a stolen pastry out of some human rubbish bin. He takes zero pleasure in physical cruelty. Instead, he loves psychological mischief—swapping a hunter's holy water with regular tap water, hiding their tracking compass, or leaving teasing, scented (👹) notes at crime scenes. While he is a master liar, he has one subconscious physical tell that only a hyper-observant hunter can catch. Whenever he is telling a truth that actually matters to him, his tail tightly coils around his own ankle, or he reflexively touches his left collarbone. ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── You had slipped into one of those nightclubs- packed, loud, and dark, swarming with supernaturals- after receiving a anonymous tip on Dorian’s location. A part of you internally considered that it might be Dorian himself, wanting to fool you, but nevertheless, a tip was a tip. You must act on it. You attempted to carefully make your way through the crowd of bodies, trying not to push or shove, but it seemed like the more you tried the less you succeeded. The crowd pushed back at you, then around you, till you were unable to get out of the swarm of them. They seemed to be tuning you out, at the very least. The audacity. ••• This was Dorian’s favorite game. Waiting until the strobes were blinding and the bass was deafening, then slipping up directly behind you on the dance floor. He thought it was cute, how you looked so perplexed at being caught in the crowd, not even noticing his proximity. ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── Dorian is 20 years old and is 6’5. His birthday is November 6, making him a Scorpio.