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reign fear | j♦ ([personal profile] eaudevamp) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs2018-03-15 12:00 am

[closed] someone is feeling famished

Who: Reign Fear ([personal profile] eaudevamp) & Diva ([personal profile] colorature)
What: A certain young lady is getting hungry, and a certain young man provides.
When: Mid-March
Where: Diva's place, Olympia
Warning(s): None for now, will add; blood-drinking?

[ When Reign had received Diva's text, he'd been undeniably worried, half over what further mayhem she might have caused, and the fact that something may have happened to her. But it turned out that she was bored, and hungry. In addition to that, her guardian babysitter Solomon, was currently busy at work.

And thus Reign decided to bring some supply of blood for her. None of those synthetic ones that Orbiters provided, of course, because he knew just how much Diva hated those. He took two glass bottles with him in a bag, making certain to have it warmed up before that. As much as he was worried about leaving his pet giraffe, Scorch, at home, Reign felt it was even less safer to take the animal along. So Reign made certain to leave enough food for the giraffe and gave it lots of loving before he headed for Diva's place.

He followed the direction of the address she gave him, arriving soon enough with a knock on the door. ]


Diva, Your Majesty? It's me, Reign.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-15 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She wastes no time in sitting down, watching as he unpacks the bottled blood and pours it into wine glasses for the two of them. Diva might not be the most cultured girl there is, but she'll mind her manners and drink from the glass that's been set out for her.

As soon as the bottle's been uncorked the bloodlust is evident in her gaze. She watches him intensely, the way a cat would their prey, before she's offered the drink.]


Thank you.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-15 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah, Reign. Always agreeable Reign. She smiles as she raises her glass to her lips after the little clink, visibly relaxing after the first sip. Sure, it doesn't beat sinking her teeth into someone, but she's not complaining.]

If you don't mind, I'd like that.

[What's this? Good behaviour?]
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-15 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
It was okay. It made me feel strange.

[Kind of the vampire equivalent to eating a ghost pepper and downing a bunch of red bull.]

I don't know...I have a lot of free time and a lot of freedom. I'm not really used to it so I don't really know what to do.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-15 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm good at singing.

[Better than good, even. She won that talent contest set up by the king with minimal effort. That said, she wouldn't consider it a hobby. It's just something she does. It's a part of her.]

Reign, you make perfume?

[Well that's something new she's learned today. She perks up at that, suddenly interested.]

Will you make some for me?
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-16 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I wonder if I'd be allowed...

[It's not like she doesn't like singing in front of others and her voice is rather divine, but her voice does have, er, certain qualities to it.]

Roses.

[That's probably the most normal answer Regin will ever hear come out of Diva's mouth.]
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-17 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
I guess so...Solomon might not like it though.

[If only. He'll learn about them soon enough. She takes another sip of her bloody drink, wiggling a little in her seat.]

No, I like other flowers. I just don't know the names for many of them.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-17 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
Really? [She seems to perk up at that, grinning.] What kind of song would you like to hear then?

[And as for the flowers bringing a picture book might actually be helpful.]

Yeah! Bring a book like that!
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-17 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
Okay Reign. Do so. I'll be quite pleased if you do.

[Just, y'know, if he had any doubt. Deciding to down the rest of the content of her glass, she wipes her mouth with the edge of her hand before standing. It's not hard for her to pick a song, and after a moment of composing herself she parts her lips to begin to sing.

It's a minor melody, the lamenting sadness and pining of the lyrics shining through. What's immediately apparent is the haunting, vexing quality of her voice. It's impossible to do anything but give her one's complete and undivided attention. The longer the song continues the more Reign may feel the desire to do just what she seems to be begging in the lyrics, to return the love to her that seems to have left in the first place. There will be an overwhelming feeling of pining, of wanting to soothe her apparent distress...

For a being who knows nothing of love, she sure can sing about it.]
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[She's so wrapped up in her song that she hasn't picked up on the fact Reign himself has begun to tear up. It's only when his arms find their way around her that she's startled back into the present. It's unexpected, something she wouldn't have imagined him to do...and yet it's not unpleasant. Gingerly she returns the embrace, giving him a small pat to the back. In contrast her own eyes are dry. She's more confused than anything else. He liked it, right?]

...Are you sad?
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Oh...well! I'm glad you liked it!

[At least she seems cheery.]

It is a pretty song, isn't it? I've always been fond of Lully's music, so I made it a point to learn a lot of it.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
If they are, I think I might try it...if Solomon allows it.

[Pesky Chevalier.]

I like singing. It makes me happy.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Who knows what Solomon'll say. She might have to sing happy songs though, lest the patrons tumble down into fits of despair.]

It's special, my song. I'm not surprised you've never heard another voice like it.

[Still, it's clear she's proud. Pride looks good on her, the way she wears it. Better than a look of childish mania by far.]
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh he may dare. This is...nice. Company is nice. It hadn't just been blood she'd been hungry for - attention had been part of the desire she'd had as well.]

Of course! [It's an exciting prospect, one that has her suddenly clasping his hands in hers, giving them a squeeze.] I'll sing anything you'd like!
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Yes, make her the poster girl. You won't regret it.]

I can do that. I'll sing and work them into a frenzy. All they'll want, more than anything, is to obtain what you've to offer them. It won't be hard.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
[What is control can you eat it?]

They won't riot don't worry so much Reign! They'll just be excited.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
You're leaving?

[Look at the time indeed. In fact, she wants to punch the clock suddenly, now that Reign's decided he wants to leave.]

Oh...If you must.
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
[She says nothing at that, not thinking of songs or giving Solomon regards or anything of the sort.]

Solomon is supposed to come when I call. He can't disobey me. It's in his blood...but you're not a Chevalier. What if I call and you don't come?
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[personal profile] colorature 2018-03-18 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's supposed to be reassured and while the thought crosses her mind to make him stay...she knows there's no point. Flopping back into her seat she deflates, looking suddenly as small as she really is.

Well, he gave her his word. She'd just have to take it.]


Okay.