Thread: A Gargoyle's Fated Mate (cc and XNarrated)

Pharaoh McCloud had it all, seemingly. Money, success, the amazing estate with spectacular views of California's beautiful coast, and the title of sexiest man alive. It was an honor, actually, even though some would assume him to be arrogant and self centered, inwardly Pharaoh was tormented and lonely, depressed and afraid, self loathing and he had a deep dark secret no one knew about. However, he was good with not allowing others to see these troubling truths about him, he was good at keeping people at bay, and that ultimately has come back to bite him in his ass. He was often misunderstood, and accused of being emotional and moody, but he didn't care, no one knew his pain. Running late as usual, Pharaoh was winding up the coast speeding around the tight curves and pushing the metal to the pedal on straight a ways in access of 110 mph he had some business to tend to that kept him over a bit late, but it wasn't his intention to keep the photographers and the reporter waiting. 45 minutes later, Pharaoh emerged into the balcony of the library. He was wearing a black and gold bathrobe, it was designer, cost him 20,000, it was one of a kind, and made from the finest fabrics from Italy, embroidered and decorated with a pattern. The designs was strange, ugly creatures that looked like winged demons. Pharaoh had displayed an impressive spread of food and drink. The best delicacies you could image, being served to them as they were waited on hand and foot by hired attendants, he lived in a huge mansion estate, so of course he would need help 247. His guest were eating and drinking, only the best wines and alcohol for his honored attendees, but he wasn't expecting all this. It seemed to be multiple reporters and journalist, even a camera crew, which was strange because Pharaoh had already had his own crew, and that was one of his stipulations, he was a very private person, for the most part so he did not like seeing people he wasn't expecting in his study. Immediately he got on the phone with his publicist, and straightened the details out. He was angry. Welcome, you all. I see that you have made yourselves at home, I'm grateful. Unfortunately however, I do no appreciate all of... THIS, he pointed around at the some 30 people in his study. I'm a very public figure, and I understand that, and I love to be an open book, but not in my own home, in my sanctuary. This was supposed to be a semi-private affair, with one reporter, his camera crew which would film and document the process, the magazine camera man for the photo shoot, and maybe a few stylist, that was it. How all this happened he wasn't sure, well he was sure, his publicist, who is on vacation, let the junior account manager handle the details this time and he failed miserably. You're more than welcome to stay, enjoy the food, please be merry, fill your stomach, and poison your liver on some of the finest wine in all the world, or have a drink, I see some of you already have, Andre is a very capable mixologist. I however will only be meeting with the photographer, and the stylist, I have my own camera crew, and then there's just the reporter....Who shall it be, I wonder, who's going to get the most exclusive exclusive in the business, will it be you, he pointed down at some random person stuffing chavier in his mouth, Pharaoh's hand was preoccupied with a glass of 35 year aged whiskey. He took a big gulp, or maybe you, I'm not sure, but only one of you will be able to get the scoop, so lets make it fun. Everyone take out your phones please. An attendant came around with a chest, that had a lock, and placed all the phone in the chest. Then brought it up to Pharaoh, he reached in and pulled out a phone at random and handed it to his attendant. Figure out who's phone this is, then have that person, and the photographer sent to location for the interview out side in the garden. he whispered to the man, and then hew walked away. It was turning into night now, as the set, but as the artist say, this was the golden hour, the beautiful sunset, the coast, the mountains in the distance this would be his backdrop, as the sunset and painted the sky a gorgeous swatch of gradient purple and pink, orange, blue, and golden-red but first, he must dress and for that he had the stylist brought to his 2 story, 1500 sqft closet. one of them at least....