"Much," you say so casually... [was she actually drinking some blood?? Will the mysteries ever cease??
At the very least he's feeling somewhat better after his fruit snack, and he hasn't died of embarrassment over having his blood sucked out, so... true to form, now he wants to ask about a hundred questions. Vampires aren't real in fake fantasy Europe--]
[ sierra pauses, a wry smile curling at her mouth. it’s a question she wouldn’t normally answer if she hadn’t bitten him, but she understands the exchange that’s going on here. ]
I remember being very, very hungry. I was the first of my kind, and there was no real answer for everything I was feeling. I hurt a lot of people in order to satisfy my thirst for blood.
It does. However, if you were going to kill me, I think you already would have by now, so it seems my prospects aren't entirely hopeless.
[He shrugs, which hurts, and pokes lightly at the bite on his neck again. It isn't as if he's a stranger to all things scary and violent, as much as this particular thing isn't one he's proud of being accustomed to. Alas.]
Hah! I’m not going to kill you, unless you really upset me.
[ the laugh is not as blithe as usual, but her smile brightens up a bit when he admits to being scared. she’s not sure what answer she was looking for, to that question, but it seems like that one worked.
when he prods her for more lore, she holds out her hand to show him a mark. ]
It’s a curse, so to speak. All the vampires that exist in my world were changed by me, but my condition came from a much more ancient power.
Hmm. [THANKS...... there is nothing he can say to that that has both dignity and logic, so. Don't kill him, please. He looks at the mark on her hand and immediately thinks of half a dozen other marks he's seen on others back home, different marks in different places but all of them wanting blood in some way or another.
A curse, is it. From what he knows, that sounds accurate.]
I see... How many is "all the vampires," if I may?
she’s sick to death of being called a crone, a bat, a wench… youthful is an excellent compliment, and she picks up one of the oranges from his fruit bowl to dig in now that her mood has returned. ]
I’m close to nine hundred, you know. And still, the heart of a maiden…
Oh. Yes, certainly. [This, above all else, is the most shocking thing he's learned!! Nine hundred! He can hardly comprehend the length of a hundred years, let alone nine...
[ she can’t help herself. it’s unladylike to laugh out loud like that, but he just seems so shocked—it’s flattering, honestly, that he would think she’s anything less than a thousand years old. ]
You’re practically a baby. But I suppose for a mortal, you’re in your prime, aren’t you?
Something like that. The age young people are meant to formally enter society is around fifteen, so by that standard I'm already approaching middle age.
[At heart he's 85, so really, it doesn't matter at all.]
[Wow..... Reim may be the type to literally write down his Marriage Plans without shame, but even he thinks this is a rude question with all of its implications.]
My work keeps me very busy. Sometimes, there's extensive travel...
[HMM... He's somehow collected another pushy and dangerous person, and eating this orange slice feels like acknowledging this is his life now. Sigh. He takes it, anyway.]
Well, thank you for that. I'm used to keeping that kind of thing to myself, so you won't have to endure any dramatic overtures.
[just don't look in his marriage journal and it will be fine.]
Hmm. Yes. [It's kind of a surprise, but he's a big enough person to admit this instead of being petty for pettiness' sake. You're welcome.] This has been educational.
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At the very least he's feeling somewhat better after his fruit snack, and he hasn't died of embarrassment over having his blood sucked out, so... true to form, now he wants to ask about a hundred questions. Vampires aren't real in fake fantasy Europe--]
So you were human once, after all?
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That’s right. It was a long, long time ago… I can’t honestly say that I remember much about my life in those days. I was just a girl when I changed.
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[It's a personal question he wouldn't ask if she hadn't bitten him, so consider this his payment. Salary: personal questions.]
That isn't a request, by the way, so you can hold back your jokes.
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I remember being very, very hungry. I was the first of my kind, and there was no real answer for everything I was feeling. I hurt a lot of people in order to satisfy my thirst for blood.
[ she crosses her legs, and cocks her head. ]
Does that scare you?
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[He shrugs, which hurts, and pokes lightly at the bite on his neck again. It isn't as if he's a stranger to all things scary and violent, as much as this particular thing isn't one he's proud of being accustomed to. Alas.]
You were the first? [tell him more lore.]
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[ the laugh is not as blithe as usual, but her smile brightens up a bit when he admits to being scared. she’s not sure what answer she was looking for, to that question, but it seems like that one worked.
when he prods her for more lore, she holds out her hand to show him a mark. ]
It’s a curse, so to speak. All the vampires that exist in my world were changed by me, but my condition came from a much more ancient power.
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A curse, is it. From what he knows, that sounds accurate.]
I see... How many is "all the vampires," if I may?
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[ because she killed most of them! the vague, ominous statement is probably sign enough of that, even if it doesn’t quite make sense. ]
With any luck, I’m one of the only ones left.
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Ah- alright. [.....] You're very youthful for someone over four hundred years old.
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she’s sick to death of being called a crone, a bat, a wench… youthful is an excellent compliment, and she picks up one of the oranges from his fruit bowl to dig in now that her mood has returned. ]
I’m close to nine hundred, you know. And still, the heart of a maiden…
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Oh. Yes, certainly. [This, above all else, is the most shocking thing he's learned!! Nine hundred! He can hardly comprehend the length of a hundred years, let alone nine...
So he comes up with,] I'm twenty-six.
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[ she can’t help herself. it’s unladylike to laugh out loud like that, but he just seems so shocked—it’s flattering, honestly, that he would think she’s anything less than a thousand years old. ]
You’re practically a baby. But I suppose for a mortal, you’re in your prime, aren’t you?
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Something like that. The age young people are meant to formally enter society is around fifteen, so by that standard I'm already approaching middle age.
[At heart he's 85, so really, it doesn't matter at all.]
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[ it’s not like sierra is married either, and because she can’t see into the future, she doesn’t plan on it happening any time soon. ]
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My work keeps me very busy. Sometimes, there's extensive travel...
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[ tfw you pre-date the current calendar ]
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That isn't— [huff!!] Not that it's any of your business, but that isn't... something I would like.
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[ she, surprisingly careful of his house, gently places the peel of the blood orange on the table and tries to make as little of a mess as possible. ]
I can admire a man who wants to stay close to the hearth.
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You could say I was raised with that kind of sentimental attitude, certainly.
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as he defends his feelings, she pulls apart one piece from the orange and offers it to him like an indulgent mother. take her gift. ]
It’s nice. You won’t hear me judging.
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Well, thank you for that. I'm used to keeping that kind of thing to myself, so you won't have to endure any dramatic overtures.
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[ feelings are for losers! that’s what she’s decided after falling in love like four times. sentimentality is out, sleeping all the time is in. ]
Are you feeling better?
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Hmm. Yes. [It's kind of a surprise, but he's a big enough person to admit this instead of being petty for pettiness' sake. You're welcome.] This has been educational.