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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 3, 2008 23:31:08 GMT -5
He dropped eagerly into the chair, more letting his legs give way beneath him than actually sitting. But then, even holding his torso upright seemed to be too much for him to handle, and he rested his elbows against the tabletop, leaning heavily forward onto them. His fingers again found their way into his hairline, pushing his bangs upwards and giving his face more of a drawn look than the night's events already had. His mind caught up to Kane's little speech, and he shuddered visibly harder through his lasting shakes. Now, after all that..There wasn't the least bit of doubt in his mind that he wouldn't have lasted by himself. He'd been so relaxed, sitting there..An entirely unwanted vision of the spotted man, or the wolf, falling upon him amidst the roses sent fresh chills down his spine and stirred up new nausea in the pit of his stomach. There might've been a new rose bush there soon enough, and he wondered if Kane had thought that, when he'd stumbled across him. Or sought him out- The latter wouldn't surprise him in the least, now. But that brought a pressing question to mind, and he let his eyes roam over the other's features, staring shamelessly at what he couldn't decide was an unsettling change in his looks, or something he'd somehow failed to notice 'til then.
"..What are you?" he asked, finally, recalling hearing, a few times over, the phrase, 'Better the devil you know'.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 3, 2008 23:55:57 GMT -5
Kane rubbed the back of his neck a bit, sighing knowing that question would come up soon enough.
“Well…. I was… once human…. Like you. Though now…. Well….. You can call me …” He started slowly. Pausing between words as he moved his head about. Trying to search out what to say without scaring the poor boy to death. He waved his hand before him, in a rolling fashion before biteing his lip a bit with a fanged tooth.
“ Well…. A…. um… a Vampire…..I’m …. a Vampire.” He nodded a bit as he brushed his hair behind his ear as he thought on this for a moment.
“ I can see my reflection in your eyes… I must look ghastly now. I hate it when I loose blood. I always turn so pale.” He complained a bit biting his lip, with a bit of a sigh he leaned back. Letting his arms fall to the side as he looked cross the table to the guy before him. Simply wondering what he was thinking since he did not dare try to tap into his fragile human mind.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 0:07:26 GMT -5
He sighed heavily, giving his head a little shake. He knew he'd heard him right, knew very well what words had just come out of the blonde's mouth. But even after.. Maybe part of it was the way he'd said it. It would have been hard enough to believe if it had come out of his mouth with a little bit of grace.. He made a 'pfft' sort of noise, sounding akin to a stifled laugh, but quite obviously and completely lacking any humor. ..A vampire. He continued to stare across at him, perhaps more intently now, save for a breif flickering away of his gaze at his last remark. 'I can see my reflection in your eyes'..That was..Unsettling. But it seemed the obligatory denial was calming him a little bit, pushing down fear and the ever-present threat of hysteria. So he was..
"..A vampire," he repeated, finally and softly, pale gaze locked onto Kane's gold. He did look the part now..But, really..Who gave Anne Rice the right to rewire reality?
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 0:17:30 GMT -5
“ Yeah…” Kane remarked as he looked away with a soft chuckle before smiling back at the young man.
“ Do I need to prove it to you? I could probably do a few good tricks with this hole in my chest. Going to take a few days to heal over though that’s the life of a Vampire. The living dead and hell your body is everyone’s punching bag. You heal so why not abuse ya.” He told him. Used to being even the other vampire’s punching bag but in truth well sometimes Kane just deserved it.
“But yeah back on topic… I am a vampire, and that other thing was a were leopard if you were wondering. Infected by the virus that run’s through many in secret. You saw a partial change on that guy. He was pissed so he revealed a few things about himself. Your probably praying this is all a dream…. Sadly it’s not. I wished that when I first found out. Let it all be a dream from a night of too much drinking. “ He told him as he shook his head. Eyes looking off as if they were in some long forgotten memory. He smirked a bit at this.
“It’s sad but sometimes I wonder if this is still just a dream, though I suppose to you it might be more of a nightmare after all.” He told him before his eyes suddenly focused back on him.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 0:34:17 GMT -5
He winced at the mention of Kane's wound, wrinkling his nose up in disgust. He definitely could've gone his whole life without seeing that..And for the blonde to talk about it so casually! It made his stomach turn.
So..Were leopard...Leopard? Not 'were wolf'? He filed that away in his mind under 'things to avoid', and wondered if the guy's species..Condition- Maybe he should ask Kane what to call it- was what caused his foul temperament, or if that was just him..
A low, noncomittal little sound escaped him as the other went off on dreaming the whole thing. He he couldn't bring himself to hope that..He couldn't ever remember being pushed to vomiting in any nightmare he'd ever had. This was too real, far too intense. "..I'll let you know if I wake up.." he murmered unhappily, without a whole lot of thought. His gaze slipped off to the side, and a sudden wave of chills washed over him, like his terror striking back against the self-control he was gaining. He waited until it had passed, took a deep breath, then trained his pale eyes back onto Kane, shaking still. "..So..Is everyone here..?" he trailed off, trusting that the blonde would catch onto the meaning.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 0:45:42 GMT -5
Kane nodded slowly at this,
“ Mmmmhmm, everyone here but Arlen. He was staying quiet though. His friend though is a dragon of earth… er…. A ancient spirit, that is along the lines of a dragon.. Oh Arlen is human, so you know. Not many humans know of this place…. Don’t tell anyone. Ever, you see right now there’s a bit of war going on. There’s a class of humans known as witches. They have been trying to get rid of us and they’ll kill us all if they find out where in this hidden bar. So be careful who you talk to. A lot of us got slaughtered a few months back when they had overthrown their leader but that’s probably things your not interested in. Look where just like you… with a few obvious differences. So don’t so afraid, half of us were actually humans at one time or another though fate had other ideas for us. Some though have always been a bit weird. “ He admitted to the young man before looking off. Suddenly Comrade came walking in. Looking to the human then to Kane. He placed down a drink, one of blood for Kane and one of Cherry Rum for the other man.
“ Your going to need this.” He commented before leaving the room just as quick as he came. Kane looking down with a bit of a smirk.
“ He says all that crap and still he cares enough to worry. That rat is a pretty strange one at times.” He smiled as he lifted the cup to his lips and took into his gullet the sweet thick blood that would help him heal as he waited for his friends next question.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 1:06:13 GMT -5
Lukias murmered a very low, "Oh, that's lovely.." as the words 'war', 'kill', and 'slaughter' fell on his ears. It wasn't enough that he was in the red zone for having a heart attack, he supposed, now he had to know that he had life-or-death knowledge in his battered mind. Did Kane have a slaughter story for every place in this city?
He watched Comrade enter and leave, and spared a brief glance down to his glass, considering taking a drink, deciding against it. Maybe in a moment. Now, he was wondering, when Kane called the grey-haired man a rat.. He started to ask, but his attention and gaze were captured by what Kane was drinking. Well, he supposed he knew what it was.. He frowned slightly, waiting for the disgust to come, but one, two seconds later.. And it didn't. He supposed it might've been because it was tame compared to leopard-vampire-wolf violence..Though he still didn't really care to wonder at just where the contents of that glass had been taken from. And though it didn't bother him that much on its own (If he didn't think about the source), it did bring a next, disturbing question to mind. Features creasing up with unease, he pulled his own glass a little closer to him.
"..So..How many.." he hesitated to say 'people', pausing for a moment before going on, "..Eh..Patrons of the bar..Would you guess would be likely to have me for dinner..?" He shuddered.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 1:22:31 GMT -5
Kane moaned a bit at this.
“ Where actually not supposed to hurt humans or hunt them according to the night species laws of the modern times but occasionally we get rouges. The were’s kill off there ferals, and if a fledgling goes a-wall it’s supposed to be their masters job of disposing it. If either case doesn’t come about then hunters are brought in and dispose of the creature. Though in this city the crazies do pop up quite often. I would guess there would have been at least five patrons wanting human flesh, or blood. That’s my guess though, and for your information. No I am not one of them…well I thought about it to be honest. Though my master would have my hide cause his bitch of a sibling would have my balls on a stick for going against her law. “ He told him before pausing. Leaning forward as he looked into his eyes a bit curiously.
“You do have a pretty interesting scent… I will have to tell you. It’s going to seem weird but, it’s what attracted me to presenting myself to you. Getting you out of there before that damn ghost got ya. “ He told him matter of factly when he realized must maybe he said a few words too much.
“ Heh… um… you might want to forget that last part. When I said I would protect you I meant it. It’s not often I get anyone who is willing to hang around me and not beat the living shit out of me.” He told him at last. A playful grin spreading cross his face as he took another sip of the blood in the glass.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 1:44:13 GMT -5
The idea of laws on his side did reassure Lukias a little. At least there was someone looking out for humans, so he only had to worry about anything that would break the laws..Or..Ferals..? A-wall fledgelings and..Oh..Never mind, he thought..When he thought about it that way, it didn't make him feel better at all.. And..Five.. He shuddered again. He made a breif attempt at making sense of what Kane said next..Master..Sibling..What? He was just going to let that go. He was too tired to try and decipher it now--
Wait. Waitwaitwait. He THOUGHT about it? What was that supposed to mean? Brows arching, he leaned a little bit back away from the blonde. But before he got a chance to ask him just how seriously he'd thought about it, he was preoccupied with going over what he'd said next, about his scent..? And a ghost, apparently? He knew that the word 'ghost' should've taken precendent over anything else in that sentence, but he found himself averting his gaze regardless, lifting his own glass to his lips.
"Really.." he said, quietly, sounding quite uncomfortable..Embarassed, just a little? "Maybe it's because you 'think about' eating people.." He made a half-hearted attempt at a joking tone, but utterly failed. Ack. That didn't help the rising level of 'awkward' at all, he thought, taking a deeper drink, trying to figure out if he was more disturbed by the idea of Kane apparently thinking of snacking on him, or thrown off by what he'd said afterwards. He knew which should have priority..But..Getting flustered was so deliciously normal. He couldn't help it, even if it wasn't exactly pleasant.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 10:02:46 GMT -5
Kane laughed a bit a the comment of ‘eating’ people. He looked up to the man, the blood he had been drinking from the glass slowly returning his human toned skin as well as honey brown eyes that started to breath through the demonic gold, though obviously still in transition through the phases of demon and more human looks.
“ I don’t eat people. I drink their blood. Unless your thinking about it in another way.” The delinquent spoke with a playful tone all of his own. A sudden wince though had ran through his being as well as a shudder as a bit of blood spurted onto the table from the hole in his chest. He cursed for a moment till he took another draw of crimson nectar seeming to sooth the injury a bit. He shook his head after this outburst. Looking up to Lukias with a puckish grin.
“ And another tip, you might want to invest in a gun or a dagger, cause really you just walked into the mouth of hell with this place. Don’t want to scar up that pretty little face of yours with some of those nasties about. You know though, you have a bit of my scent on you. Some will definitely think twice about touching you since I come from pretty high lines. “ Kane started to speak once more. Bragging a little to the young man trying to impress him like the cocky man he usually was. He leaned forward with elbows upon the table. A grin that could rival that of the Cheshire cats at that moment as he started to speak once more.
“ Not many will dare to cross the first son of Lucifer.” He whispered. Wanting to see if he could impress the man though not thinking this could have quite the opposite affect on him. So many associated the name Lucfier with the true devil though in fact this fallen angel was far from the red horned being of stories. No… this guy looked more like a cute young girl then anything else, throwing people from their dark conceptions of what the devil was. Lucifer was more closely related to a fallen angel that made a child’s mistake then the story of a grand demon trying to take over heaven… no. That was a greater evil’s bad known as Primordium…….
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Post by sora on Jul 4, 2008 12:23:18 GMT -5
I’ve never actually seen or used smelling salts before I’ve only heard of them. I hope what I did was right? D:----------+---------- Sora blinked when she caught sight of Comrade and his tail again. From the looks of things, he appeared to be mad—no pissed. Who would blame the Were Rat though? Nobody had listened to him… She nodded to when Comrade gave her her orders. Brown eyes glanced at Lukias and Kane as they walked off to some other area of the bar before setting her sights on the unconscious woman. The young woman let out a sigh before grabbing her BDU jacket and putting it on. ‘At least it’s dry now,’ she noticed. She reached into one of her many pockets, retrieving her fingerless gloves that she had put away earlier. Sora didn’t want to leave her ‘security blanket’ unwatched in such a busy place. She had a load of money stashed away in her many pockets that she would need for later to pay off Comrade for her room. With her usual wear on, she went over to the woman and squatted down. She reached down and positioned woman so that one of her arms was laid across her shoulders. Sora made sure to be on the woman’s side that didn’t have blood on it. She didn’t want to accidently injure the shoulder wound more. Her hand reached up to grab a hold of the wrist of the woman’s uninjured arm. With a tug and a quick adjustment, Sora managed to get the woman leaning against her. Sora’s other hand went around the unconscious woman’s back to grip her side. The Were Wolverine didn’t want the woman flopping around as she tried to move her to the back room. Slowly, Sora managed to get the woman to the room that Comrade had mentioned. The young woman maneuvered over to the mentioned cot and proceeded to move the woman into it. Once her second task was done, Sora took a moment to take a breath. ‘Man, I never knew how much effort it would take to move an unconscious person,’ she thought. The woman was at least twenty pounds heavier than her and was a hundred and something pounds of dead weight. She sighed once more before searching for the smelling salts that Comrade had also mentioned. She scratched the back of her head when she found herself with a problem. “Heh. Well doesn’t this suck,” she grumbled to herself. She had never actually used smelling salts before. Picking them up, Sora glanced over to the unconscious woman, “I hope I’m doing this right.” With yet another sigh, the Were Wolverine held them in front of the unconscious woman’s nose, hoping to whatever god that there was that she’d wake up and not freak on Sora.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 14:24:00 GMT -5
'Another way'? Gaze turning back to Kane, Lukias couldn't decide if he wanted to laugh or ask him what was wrong with him. But he was spared the task of replying at all by his lovely little chest-wound trick, a nauseous-looking grimace passing over the albino's face as he leaned a little bit further back in his chair, all but inhaling a large quantity of his drink. That..That was just awful. And, he thought, the way the blonde just continued on like nothing big had happened only made it more disturbing.
A few seconds of recovery time, and he was okay to look back, if he didn't let his gaze stray down to the blood on the table. He didn't voice his opinions on the Kane's suggestion- That he didn't think a dagger would do a thing against anything he'd seen that night, and that a gun probably wouldn't be much better. Instead, he bit down on his lip, very slightly, as the other went on, feeling a little embarassment, a little twinge of pleasure seep into him at the blonde's words, at 'pretty little face' and the vampire's own scent on him being a deterrant. A little bit of what he'd felt earlier, repulsion at enjoying his attention after what he'd seen, flashed through him, but it wasn't too horribly difficult to squash down, now. Kane's sitting back here and talking to him was redeeming him some, in the albino's mind, and the insistant need to find some normalcy and comfort in someone was helping nicely. If he could get himself into the mindset of being with Kane protecting him, of the earlier violence he'd seen being on *his* side, then it would be even easier.
But then the vampire just had to go on, and he positively shattered any warming up to him the albino might've been doing, any enjoyment of his prescence that he might've been allowing himself. That, he thought, there was no way he should've been allowing himself in the first place. This guy.. Lowering his face down into his hand, he let out a heavy sigh. "I am so screwed.." he moaned, earlier train of thought going off on an awful little tangent- He couldn't really see any sort of blade or gun doing much against Kane, himself, either.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 15:01:15 GMT -5
“ Come on, don’t think that way. Your more informed aren’t you? Though I guess sometimes one would rather enjoy ignorance since as they say it’s blissful. “ He told him. Leaning over to graze his hand upon this new friend of his but drew back suddenly as if he had been stung. Kane reminded himself, this guy might not want him touching him at the moment. Especially after what he had seen.
“ Look I’m the same weird guy you knew before. I just… am a bit different.” He spoke pausing for a moment with a bit of a soft laugh. Different, well that was far from it, though all the same he was trying to not let this man go away freaked out of his mind and telling the world of what happened. He was trying to help him understand and cope. Though for lords sake why he didn’t know. Kane wasn’t the type to make friends and show kindness though for once he was.
“ I can understand if you hate what your seeing. Many humans who know about us see us as the lesser races. Where vicious monsters who go bump in the night and steal your babies. Though I have honestly yet to steal a baby. Would never want to either, I’m not one for changing diapers or to deal with the screaming. Though that might be another person’s bag. I don’t know.” He joked a bit. Acting casual as ever as he spoke with his hands once more. Making various gestures with his hands.
“ I did ask you though, if you wanted to see the same old stuff… or if you desired to see something more in the paranormal tour. You took the later of the two, so I obliged in your fancy. You can’t get weirder then this.” He told him, basically reminding him how he ended up here.
“ Do you wish to forget ever meeting me? I could ask my master to make it so…. I’m not as skilled in magics as he is… actually I’m not very skilled at all.” he smiled innocently to the man before him suddenly. His face looking rather comical as he wiped the blood from the table with his shirt sleeve. Eyes of brown were once more in place as the honey orbs looked to the man like a normal human.
“ But… I wouldn’t mind being you friend… in this hell hole if you choose otherwise.” He told the young man. Wondering if he held any more questions for him.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 15:36:19 GMT -5
The vampire's moving towards him had the fine hairs on the back of Lukias's neck standing once again on end, a wave of dull dread washing over him, as the action coincided very unfortunately with the last idea his mentioning of guns and knives had inspired. But he was thankfully spared the touch, and a little bit of relief blossomed in his chest. Very much to his surprise, Kane's comments on babies drew a very short sound out of him, like an abrubpt, cut-off chuckle. That..That was just absurd..
He knew that the blonde was right when he said that running into all this was, in some awful, unfair way, his own choice. Not that he'd had any idea he was going to end up scared out of his wits at the time..No, he'd been thinking more about the man asking the question than the consequence of the answer. He wondered, idly, if the vampire had guessed at that at all.
But..To forget meeting him? Earlier, when he'd been wishing he could go back like the night hadn't ever gone the way it had..That could actually happen? The idea struck him as very appealing, for just a second, and what was visible of his expression around his hand made his thoughts very apparent. But the pleasure at the idea lasted for only that second, because with every instant he thought about it, it became less appealing. Someone- Or something, he supposed, however he was inclined to think about it- Messing with his head..And if he were suddenly to become ignorant to all this again, wouldn't the chances of something nasty getting ahold of him double at the least? He sighed, very softly. The offer to forget was almost as disturbing as looking across the table to the hole in Kane's chest.
"..I'm definitely going to be needing a friend," he said, finally, lifting his head up from his palm just enough to look across at the other. 'First son of Lucifer', he'd said..Fresh chills sent a new wave of tremors down his body, among what little was left of his earlier shaking. And just as moments before, he wanted to let himself trust this guy. He didn't want to stay afraid of Kane..Because when he'd said he'd need a friend, he knew it was very true. He needed someone to cling to, and he couldn't keep letting himself be scared anew. But how could he be sure.. Well. There wasn't really anything he could do but ask, was there?
"How do I know I'm not on the menu, though?" he asked, hesitantly, but he was staring hard across the table at the other. This was as good a reassurance as he was going to get, he thought- All he could do was talk to this guy, and trust that he would either tell him the truth or give himself away as lying, somehow. If he didn't, and Lukias believed something he shouldn't..Well. He had to make up his mind one way or the other, before he went insane. He never liked being alone in a new place under normal circumstances.. In a place like this, it might be more of a life-or-death matter.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 16:09:19 GMT -5
“ Buy a pure silver cross necklace and believe in the purity behind it. Wrap it about your neck, keep holy water on you at all times, and if you ever wish to kill me. Hit me right here with anything sharp.” He told the man as he pointed to the area right next to the hole in his chest. In that moment revealing how close he was to biting the dust per say.
“That’s how you keep a vampire off of your case. Or get infected by the were virus but I’m betting that’s not a option your willing to take.” He laughed casually at this.
“ Some may be able to feast upon it but frankly it churns my stomach and makes me sick. It’s like eating bad food. It’s not something you want to do.” He told him. Wondering if revealing his weak points were going to gain him his confidence.
“ Sunlight can kill the young ones, burning them to a crisp with prolonged exposure. You can spot a young vampire from the lack of reflection in the mirror, though the older the vampire, and the blood line it pertains to. They actually might have a reflection.” He warned him. At this he stood up, walking around the table and kneeling to the ground in a reflection of the era he was raised in. A bit of old politeness about it as he bowed his head. Arm resting over his knee.
“ I can only give you my word that I will not pull blood from your veins unless you will me to feed upon you.” He ended. Trying his best to sound genuine. Though this was his true goal in the beginning somehow it was slowly changing to something else. Something he could not describe.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 16:52:43 GMT -5
Lukias's eyes widened as the vampire launched into a list of weaknesses, lifting his head higher, sitting up straighter, just how much it startled him written clearly in every gesture. He hadn't been expecting anything like that.. And where the wood had struck him! Had that guy-Were, he corrected himself- Been actually intending to kill him? And Kane had continued to act so casual about it.. He didn't want to think about it. The nearness of the thing, and how the blonde seemed to disreguard it, hit a level above what he could comprehend. But with the all-too-apparently real wound involved, he didn't think to question what he'd just been told in the slightest.
Sunlight was something he probably would've assumed on his own, he thought. Mirrors..The subject of young vampires, for just a moment, took the albino back to the multiple instances the blonde had called him 'kid'. He'd wondered at it breifly, but been too distracted, or not cared enough, to ask about it each time. Kane didn't *look* that much older than him. But..Well..He supposed he probably was. He couldn't quite get himself to believe it just then, though.. Pulled out of his mind's wanderings as the vampire got to his feet, his gaze followed him closely, and still certainly warily, only to take on a new startled cast as he lowered himself back down to the ground.
Quite apparently taken aback by the blonde's actions, he stared down at him in silence for a moment, then took a deep, slow breath. Down to just this man's word, of course.. A Lukias that hadn't just gotten a very real dose of very real terror from the city's paranormal might not be so averse to the idea of Kane feeding from him, in truth. If there had been some ideal way to get him to believe it without frightening him..But then, there probably wasn't such a way. Maybe in a day's idle fantasy, but reality didn't tend to play out so perfectly. So when he reached out to brush the blonde's hand with tentative fingertips, he did so with a cringe, looking like he might not be expecting to get his own hand back in one piece. It was a definite act of trust, very much contrary to what reason was telling him was a good idea.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 17:15:34 GMT -5
Kane felt the cringe in the man’s muscles, surprised a bit himself in the gentle attempt of touch. He pulled back, not out of disgust of himself but not wanting to cause the guy to faint. He knew with the sound of his quickly beating heart he must have been terrified to death. The scent of fear like a aroma in the air Kane settled his eyes upon the man’s face.
“Touch me if you desire. I will not bite you.” He assured playfully as he smiled gently up to the man like a stray tom cat upon the city streets. He remained still for quite a moment. Waiting to see if the man spoke any more at this.
“ So… anything else you want to know about me? About the Paranormal?” He asked him with those soft honey eyes of a trouble maker.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 18:07:42 GMT -5
He felt the corners of his mouth tug ever-so-slightly upwards as he flexed his fingers, reassuring himself that they were still attached. He knew he definitely had every right to be freaked out, but even so, sitting back here, he was starting to feel just a little bit stupid. It probably didn't help that the other was still down on the ground- It made him a little bit uncomfortable, situation regaurdless, and he fidgeted some at the question.
"..You called me 'kid' more than once," he began, voice slightly strained with the effort of trying hard on a lighter tone, not quite sure how to conduct himself now. "..How old are you?" Asking him that added some to his unease. It was a little bit less of a 'survival necessity' thing, a little bit more personal curiosity, and he was a little bit unsure as to whether or not it would be welcome.
But he supposed that was it- The vampire's word, and his hand intact, meant he could trust him, he supposed. Or if he couldn't, he was going to believe he could. But he wasn't going to think like that, he told himself. He was going to be positive.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 18:36:33 GMT -5
Kane laughed as he twirled about going to sit back down in one graceful move.
“ That’s a question I haven’t heard in a long time. Heh, simply put the body you see has been frozen in time since I was of the age of 24.….how long I have roamed that is a little harder for me to remember. Dirt roads, cold stone and straw castles or buildings, wolves still seeing you as prey to be had and it wasn’t uncommon for people to take a piss in the street without caring too much. Gardyloo was the code word for get out of the way I’m emptying chamber pots.” He mused himself in a silent chuckle.
“ So I would say… about 500 years. Give or take a bit.” he told him casually with a groan.
“ God now I feel old, oh well. Though as they say your only as young as you feel. So actually I shouldn’t be feeling that old at all if I keep acting how I have been.” He smirked. Playing about as he looked off lost in a memory for a simple moment. Had it been that long he had been in the service of his master? That long he had tolerated all the crotch kicks from his insolent sister and all the time he had almost been murdered with his wise ass ways. God…. He needed a vacation from all that bullshit. With a wave of his hand before his face he dismissed the thoughts.
“ I didn’t mean anything negative by it, it’s just a word. “ He quickly told him wondering if he had taken offense as he searched for what this man was thinking in this moment in time.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 19:06:27 GMT -5
"..Five hundred years.." Lukias arched his brows, bit at his lip, looking like he was trying to make that work in his mind. He supposed he should've been expecting something like that, but still..Twenty-two to five hundred, compared to this guy, he really WAS a kid. Kane really didn't act the part, though, he thought. Corners of his mouth tugging upwards into a genuine, almost-easy little grin, he leaned forward slightly.
"You really are old," he teased, and he sounded quite a bit more at ease, relaxing fast. "What are you, some sort of pedophile? Hanging around with someone as young as me.." He had absolutely no idea where it had come from, and he was embarassed, and regretting it, as soon as he said it, though he tried not to let it show, hoping the heat he felt rising to his face would stay a pale pink if it had to have any color to it at all. He lifted his momentarily-forgotten glass and took a little sip, averting his gaze off to the side.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 19:24:48 GMT -5
“ Hey I’m allowed to say that not you!” Kane accused pointing a finger in his direction as he shouted in a comical matter more then a serious once. He pouted a bit as he sat back in his head. Looking off to the side.
“ I still consider myself in my twenties for your information so vampire years don’t count. So Nya.” He replied as he stuck out his tongue a bit. Arms still crossed he huffed. Everyone was always trying to pick on him though he did know the human had done it in jest. That was till the moment pedophile had finally settled in his brain. To be a pedophile one would have too….A playful grin spread crossed his face as he leaned cross the table. Streching out his hand almost as if he himself feared being bitten by this human. Trying to delicately move his head to look back into his own eyes.
“ At least I’m not a necrophile , if your suggesting what I think you just did.” He spoke in a alluring tone. Now taken into a new game he was interested in playing. Finding out about this young albino child, and why he had suggested such a thing.
Eyes of honey watched, waiting for his reaction. His movements like a graceful dancer. Thinking in his brain what would happen if he suddenly kissed him. Honestly the young man had only ever played with women in this devious game of cat and mouse in this matter, though it made him wonder if he should make a exception for this young man who seemed so alluring like a innocent child…. Wait he really was becoming a pedophile…. Oh damn…
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 19:47:02 GMT -5
A short little laugh escaped Lukias at the vampire's reaction to being called old, and he was struck by how good it felt to laugh after so much stress. 'So nya'? His grin had widened drastically, and the regret at what he'd said had dissipated with the laugh. Maybe Kane was just going to let that go, and he was going to get out of the potentially embarassing--
Or not. A cherry-red flush rose almost instantly across his cheeks as he found himself looking back at the blonde, stark as red ink on paper against his pale flesh. There was no fear at his touch, now- Far too much in one night, his poor little mind had had enough. But there was an entirely different, almost electric sensation, spurred on by Kane's expression and tone. "..Who suggested anything?" he asked, corners of his mouth tugging downwards, sounding just almost like he was pouting. He could feel the heat from his face spreading out to his ears. Oh, crap. His ears were blushing.. He fought helplessly against the heat in his face, and the very slight speeding of his previously-finally-calmed heart. Kane couldn't have just let that one go, of course..
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 20:04:50 GMT -5
“ Fine, play dumb my little necrophilia, though to be a pedophile I would have to do something with a minor first.” He smirked coyly, he was about to tempt the mans blush by removing his shirt but stopped mid pull remembering the hole in his chest. Now a vampire might find the wound sexy but a normal human would probably rather due without the gore.
“ So, better now? Since I don’t sense the fear on you as before? Would you rather stay back here for now or venture outside…. Or stay at the pub? “ He offered to the man not knowing what he wanted to do, though by the blush he had a few ideas.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Jul 4, 2008 20:30:02 GMT -5
Lukias let out a sulky little grunt at 'play dumb', again looking away and finishing off the contents of his glass. Hopefully, unlike the first, he wouldn't be seeing this drink again any time soon, he thought, and wrinkled his nose. That really had been nasty.. He hated getting sick like that, especially in public..Even if the public was a little off, itself.. Geh, he'd vomited in front of a bunch of..Creatures. And that almost made it worse.
An inhale, a short, easy little sigh, and his gaze was fixed back on Kane as he fidgeted with his glass, extremely grateful for the change in subject. "..Yeah..Better.." he said. He was probably going to have some horrendous nightmares, and as soon as his mind was rested up some, he was likely to take a visit back to 'freak out' town. But for now, he was better. He thought for a second, then gave his head a little shake, feeling the heat in his face start to diminish some. "Staying around here.." he trailed off uncertainly, before he finished, with a weak little smile, "Might not be too easy on my sanity.." Term subjective, for someone who fully believed he was talking a five-hundred-year old bloodsucker, he thought.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Jul 4, 2008 20:42:53 GMT -5
“ Okay then. Back way.” Kane chimed as he took the man’s hand as he stood up a bit.
“ Where do you live? I’ll walk you home if you want, might want to try to regain some of that sanity you lost.” He spoke with a bit of a cheerful chime. His blonde locks curled about his face having fallen from their tie during the fight. He grinned a bit of a fanged smile at him as he moved to the door. Actually going to bail on paying and hijack it out the other side of the bar. Or at least he thought he was till he suddenly had a man with a rat tail standing on the other side of the door as he had opened it. Kane gulped as he took a step back. He was caught he cursed as the rat took a step inside with a agitated snap of his rodent like tail. Gray hair hanging a bit in his eyes as his orbs glinted just a tad bit feral in appearance.
“ Going somewhere before paying up Kane? “ He asked as the vampire laughed simply.
“ Ehehe… eh… um… no, nono…I got your money right here. I was .. Just step..” He started as the rat had no ethics and in a moment shoved his hand in the man’s pocket and removed his currency. Counting out his bill before stuffing it back in his pocket.
“ Pleasure doing business with ya. Come again.” He toyed as he looked to the human. With the same look he wagged his finger at him accusingly.
“ I am a man of my word, you best not tell -anyone- not of the paranormal community about this place you hear. Or you’ll have me to reckon with. I run a peaceful business here, and I don’t need unneeded ruckus in my joint.” He told him sternly. Scolding him almost like a young child for the moment.
“ Though since you know… you can come back. Just.. Heed my warning.” He told him. Trusting Kane to of talked to him about things in the least.
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