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Name: Maion
Age: 18
Job: Student - working on a cruise ship in order to pay for school.
Personality: Maion is a nice guy, protective yet gentle, a heart of gold and a romantic and soft side... but get on the wrong side of him and he won't hesitate to swip at you.
Position: Seke (mostly Uke)
History: If you want details please PM me!

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Welcome to the Cruise of Destiny.

Here all of the customers needs will be met and indulged at a drop of a hat. Maion is currently working as bar tender in order to pay for school.... but the cruise company has a policy that any customer may 'buy' one of their staff members for a day for a price. Maion's price is rather high since he is so popular... a popularity he gains by flirting with all the customers in the hope that they will help increase his school funds.

Will he get a new private customer? Or just continue to serve drinks? What does he do on his time out? Want to find out....? Well, now is your chance!

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PM me, tell me a bit about your character and write out your reply to the following starter so I can see your style. Thanks.

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Maion wiped the surface of the bar down, everything was always spotless whenever he was on duty, and although it was really hot he always insisted on wearing the full uniform when he maned the bar. So here he was, long black hair topped with his little wings that most thought were fake, despite being real... long story... and his black suit and white dress shirt. Today he wore a red bow tie and cufflinks in the shape of a cute cats. His little fox sat at his feet. He looked down to her, Elijah had been his friend forever and with her pelt as dark as the sky with hints of white, she blended in well back here. Everything was black with stainless steel accessories to give it a clean 'wow' factor. "Slow day, hey mate?" He said to the fox before turning to check the dish washer.

He hated this time of the day, the bar was generally empty because most of the customers were off having lunch in some other part of the ship. No customers meant no tips, and if that happened too often there was a chance Maion wouldn't have made enough to eat and pay his school fees when he got home. A disaster.

Done with most of the chores he leaned on the back wall of the bar and sighed, man it really was hot today. He leaned down and pet his friend, desperate for some sort of customer to come soon.

Maion smiled as the sound of a new customer approaching reached his ears, he picked up the soft sound of foot steps on the bar floor; and was sure he heard a mumbled word or three -though he had no idea what was spoken. He took a moment to look down at his little fox friend, nodding that the game was 'on'.

He smiled in welcome at the newcomer, straight away moving around the bar to collect what he needed to complete the order. Cocktail mixer, ice, a glass..... Maion liked to add a little flare and showmanship; especially when the bar was empty like this. He put the gin and tonic in the mixer gave it a shake tossing it in the air while dipping the glass in the ice bucket and catching it again. It didn't take long for the drink to be finished and placed before the customer. "Hello." He said mimicking the customers introduction, a playful tint in his eyes as he leaned one arm onto the bar counter to watch the stranger. It was a technique he had found most successful in getting what he wanted. Attention to detail was the key.

Maion cocked and eyebrow and shrugged with a nonchalance he didn't completely feel. "You have to be ready for anything." He looked down to Elijah, the little fox moved towards his feet before sitting on his shoe; "I'm glad you showed up... I was starting to get lonely." He teased gently before turning around to grab a bowl of nuts to put next to his latest customer. Some were allergic to nuts, others hated them, but Maion had a habit of putting them on the bar none the less.

After a moment he looked over at the red headed man, "Can I do anything else for you sir?"

Maion blinked for a moment but caught himself quickly and smiled at the stranger with a sudden flare of flirtation in his body language and tone; "Name's Maion." He would have held out his hand, but few liked to shake it... especially since most considered him beneath them despite what they may ask behind closed door. "What you hear is true." He licked his lips and leaned backwards so that he was leaning on the wall, throwing the towel in his hand over his shoulder he crossed his arms to watch and listen for a while.

Most customers who wanted Maion went through his boss now, as if they were too intimidated by him, or simply wanted to make sure that no one would disturb them during their time together... whatever, it had been a while since someone had been so bold so quickly with him and... he rather enjoyed the feeling.

He pretended to think about it for a moment, his eyes lowering to the blank cheque. Any figure? That couldn't be right.... could it? Tearing his eyes away from the cheque he wanted to ask the guy who the hell he was, but it was unlikely he would ever tell him the truth considering this side of him was secret to the rest of the 'normal' world. Pushing off the wall he took the small step towards the bar and stroked the cheque absentmindedly as he replied; "I happen to like kissing.... and touching too." He spoke with a bold flirtatious note in his voice.

"Hmmmm...." He said, leaning on the bar and looking up at the stranger. "...what would you like me to wear?" A smirk lit up his features.

This could turn out to be a most entertaining day....

He grinned, enjoying the playfulness of the other... it was rare that he actually got to enjoy these kinds of exchanges, "That can be arranged." He replied. In his wardrobe he always stocked a large variety of clothes, something for every occasion and task... including some things that he would never have worn of his own accord. Skinny jeans and a fitted tee-shirt were items he was fond of wearing. "Daisuke Haru." He said the name, letting each letter and sound roll off his tongue deliberately.

As the phone rang Maion did the only polite thing he could, he stepped away from the man. Of course it seemed that Daisuke had no intention of answering, and the way he removed the battery had him wondering what he had planned.... or what he was avoiding. Both were questions Maion would never answer. Instead he replied to the order that had been rudely interrupted, as if nothing had happened; "Of course, I will change immediately. Would you prefer to join me? Or wait on the deck?" It was a serious question, and one that usually told Maion a lot about the client he was about to 'tango' with.

Subconsciously he reached for his head wings... an experiment performed when he was still in the wound. Project 'Genesis'. He was the only surviving subject born from bird DNA, most of the other successes had tails and features that were easy to hide. Perhaps it was the reason Maion had learnt to guard his emotions and be seen as outgoing, eccentric and happy.... very few asked too many question about his choice of accessory that way. "Later." He murmured before turning to look and smile at his client, "But now we have far more fun things to.... discuss."

For a moment he turned to look at Elijah, "Go back to the room." The little fox didn't hesitate as it scurried from behind the bar and on to the deck.

Predicting that his latest client would either follow him or stop him he headed off to his room, wanting to be as fast as he could be so that no time was wasted.

It didn't take Maion long, once he was out of sight he had ran as fast as he dared to his room... washed quickly and squeezed himself in to the tightest trousers he could find. He matched them with a blue top that echoed the water that surrounded the cruise ship. Taking it slightly slower on the way back, after all - he didn't want to be sweaty and smelly when he reached the client.

He saw Daisuke leaning on the rail.... and it stole his breath away. Dangerous for him since it meant he actually had an attraction to the man... and things never went well when that was the case. He paused for a single moment, training his thoughts to keep things simple as a business arrangement. He placed a single palm on the guys shoulder to rouse him from his thoughts.

Accepting the kiss and the gentle contact Maion nodded his acknowledgement to the 'order'. Shortly after that they were on their way to one of Maion's favourite restaurants on the ship. It was far from the most popular, but the chef was a good friend of Maion's; ever since the night the guy had saved Maion's life from a client going too far.... yeah, that was a summer he would never forget for many reasons. It served mostly hot pasta dishes, though there were a selection of sandwiches and meats... of course, should none of that entice Daisuke's liking Maion knew that the chef would go and fetch something different in a heart beat.

Maion turned and listened as Daisuke spoke, though there was really no need for him to explain. Around Maion the guy could pretend to be whoever he wanted, do anything he wanted... as long as the cheque cleared he didn't care. But sharing also presented another issue.... Maion may grow to like the guy. Yes, a very dangerous situation indeed. In order to snap himself back to reality and reassure the client he paused, stepping in front of Daisuke and capturing his chin while rubbing his thumb over the soft blush on the guys cheek. "Adorable." He murmured as he smiled gently at him. Slowly he moved his eye's attention away from the blush and to his eyes. "With me.... you can do anything you desire. Be anything you desire. I shall keep your secret. Worry not." Then he did something he didn't always dare to do... some of the clients he took on simply hated him taking any initiative or control... but in this moment he couldn't stop himself. He moved forward, a slow action that Daisuke could move from if he wished... but should their lips touch, Maion had every intention to claim the guys mouth for his own.

Maion chuckled playfully and replied; "You are assuming that I don't like to be grabbed." He liked teasing his clients, knowing all too well that keeping a man keen was the best way to ensure repeat service... yet right not he couldn't ignore the fact that he seemed to be doing it for an entirely different reason.

When in the restaurant Maion's eyes looked past the waiter to the open kitchen situated at the centre, his friend was there chatting with his female kitchen assistant, one of the few females allowed on this particular cruise and only because she was married to the very guy she helped. Since it was obvious the chef wasn't gay a lot of the punters didn't venture here... which was a mistake for them, since the guy could cook up a storm... yet another reason why the rule had been bent to accommodate him. Tearing his eyes away before it appeared suspicious he looked at the menu and then to the waiter; "Tell the chef it's Maion, and he will take whatever he dare's to throw at him." He smiled softly, most knew of Maion and the Chef's friendship... though few knew how it had come to be, especially since the Chef generally kept himself to himself and his wife. "As for a drink, a glass of orange please." Maion rarely if at all drank while with a client, knowing all to well that lowering you inhibition wasn't a good thing and could get you killed... which it nearly had. Folding the menu he handed it to the waiter and waited until he was out of ear shot before smiling over at Daisuke, the kiss on the cheek that followed surely told Maion that the guy hadn't been exaggerating about how grabby and affectionate he liked to get... good job Maion didn't mind at all.

Running his hand across the table he reached for Daisuke, holding his hand softly, his thumb stroking the palm as he contemplated what to say. "Not much to say really. I'm 18 and studying Science at M-Tech." All the information he shared was surface, not wanting to allow a deeper connecting to happen... especially since he liked the guy. Liked how he couldn't seem to control himself, liked how he talked away to much and seemed to believe he needed to explain everything... it felt almost as if the guy wanted no secrets to linger. Yeah... Maion was doomed. He grinned, leaning on his free arm as he looked intensely into Daisuke's eyes. "The bedroom... I would have to say...." He licked his lips, "...that I am... flexible." He emphasised the last word, increasing the double entendre.

After a touch of small talk Maion found himself genuinely taken aback by the next question; Elijah... his fox friend. "Oh...." He blinked, rubbing the back of his neck for a moment while he laughed a little nervously. How could he say it without revealing too much? Unable to see an escape he decided to go for the truth. "....I have permission to keep Elijah. Due to my popularity... eh..." He cringed inside, feeling far less than his fluent and eloquent self. "...let's just say someone tried to kill me once. So Elijah is here to protect me." He pulled back his hand and began playing with the napkin on the table, folding it this way and that way until it slowly began to take on the shape of a swan.

Maion nodded slightly, he wasn't worried about his safety with Daisuke... he couldn't explain it but he knew the guy spoke the truth. The little swan he had been folding was now finished, and although his client had claimed one of his hands that didn't stop him from slipping the napkin swan upon his palm before carefully passing it towards Daisuke. "I shall follow were ever you wish to go." He smiled softly, "It is up to you." His clients all wanted different things. Some just wanted company, some wanted nothing more than to stay in bed all day, some wanted a servant/slave.... but a small few wanted to act as a couple. Out of them all the 'couple' act was something he was still learning, he had never been in an actual relationship so he wasn't 100% sure how they should progress and develop; plus, for a day all he needed to be was the perfect 'boyfriend'... leave a good impression and entice them to return for more. Slowly he lowered his hand back to the table and slipped the swan off so it sat looking up at Daisuke.

When Daisuke started asking about his questions he found he wanted to cringe, though his 'training' stopped him doing so. Yes, this man was dangerous indeed. Too much information could be dangerous to his heart. In an effort to keep the conversation on topics that would either turn Maion away or keep things relatively distant he spoke softly; "How often do you do this kind of thing then? It sounds like you are.... lonely back home." Ok, so Maion was slightly a hypercrit.... he did this sort of thing near enough every day while on the cruise; yet he didn't enjoy hearing about his partner's other conquests.

He squeezed Daisuke's hand softly, bringing both of their hands up to his mouth so he could kiss the clients knuckles. He then lowered his forehead and rested it on the joined hands for a moment before lowering them back to his lap.

It didn't take long for the waiter to come back with their drinks.... and shortly after their food arrived also. Maion suspected it was the chef's doing. In front of him was a large variety of all of Maion's favourite foods. He licked his lips in anticipation and picked up his cutlery to start. He looked over at Daisuke's dish.... and sure enough he noted that the chef had added a little extra flare to the guys sandwiches (cut into star shapes), and his angel hair pasta with shrimp. Between them was an extra large bowl of fries.