How Much Is That Doggy In The Window? (Closed)

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Who: Diva (colorature) & Vane (defenses)
What: A vampire and her new dog.
When: During the TDM
Where: Thesa
Warning(s): None?? Diva being weird...

<sub>[Depending on how observant Vane is, he might not notice he has company at first. At some point in her following Vane around the station she'd misplaced both her shoes, so her footsteps are faint and not very noticeable. The white of her dress blends into the bland coloring of the station's halls, but once she enters the mock up areas that are supposed to be Olympia and Wyvern themed, her white dress and long, jet black hair seem to stick out like a sore thumb. Why has she been trailing Vane? Well, Diva's been following her nose. Whatever Vane's decided to snack on smells awfully delicious, and considering the gluttonous mood Diva's been in...she wants some of it.

It's not like she can just outright kill someone on the station - it's against the rules - and the synthetic blood they have in stock at the cafeteria tastes terrible. So, she'll stuff her face with something a little more acceptable, that is if Vane will share. Currently she's quite literally drooling at him, the tips of her fangs peeking out over her lip. Won't you say hello, Vane?]</sub>

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[defenses]

[ honestly, when they were called back up, vane automatically defaulted to the assumption that something was off. or that those orbity people needed a hand with something world-effecting. instead, it seemed a lot like they were holding their own festival...!?!

it's a surprising prospect, of course, especially with everything that's recently come to light. even now, if vane had to say, there's a lot about it that he still can't accept or come to terms with. or, even wrap his brain around. but, regardless, vane does his best to do the one thing he is confident in. remaining positive and forward-looking. it's the least he can do... the important thing was—

they were safe. back. ... and in light of that, maybe celebrations were appropriate and a little liveliness never hurt anyone. hence, vane has ... mostly been eating. receiving some tension by stuffing his face in what feels like forever. but, it's the midst of eating a mysterious food on a stick that ... he catches someone's gaze? at first he dismisses it as him being overly sensitive. but, by the time he makes it to the third or fourth and a half... of a stick that

he realizes she's definitely been staring. instinctively, he lifts it up to her, his head tilting. ] Uwah, that's some amazing drool.

[ smiling— ] Want some?

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_{[Ah...was she drooling? Diva's not even aware, but once it's been pointed out she wipes her mouth clean with the back of her hand, wiping that on her dress. Classy.]}

Yes, I do! _{[And then, as an afterthought, since she seems to be forgetting something...oh right, her manners.]} Please?

[defenses]

[ the first pause actually gets him wondering if he's behaving uncouthly. percival did say he lacked manners, didn't he? ... and it was undeniable that formality and that kind of stuff was sorta beyond him.

so he's relieved when she finishes up with a "please." it's relief that makes itself evident in his posture, his shoulders slackening a little as he renews his stance, his fingers bringing the stick towards her mouth. ] Hahaha, I like that enthusiasm!

It's actually pretty good, and food's better enjoyed with more than one person.

[ it's here, he gently nudges her hand with the back of his fingers, prompting her to take it. ] So let's share?

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<sub>[Does she know what she's eating right now? Absolutely not. She hasn't a clue. Does it matter though? Not really. It doesn't seem to matter though, she's delighted he seems to be as delighted as he is, especially considering he's giving her exactly what she wants. With a fanged grin she takes the skewer and pulls some of...whatever it is off the wooden stick.

He wasn't lying, it does taste good.]</sub>

Mm! Ish goof!

_{[Diva...don't talk with your mouth full. Please.]}

[defenses]

[ if she asked vane what it is, he wouldn't have a concrete answer either. the creatures on el nysa, while familiar at times (whether in appearance or ... taste), were often a mysterious to him. if he had to say though, this was comparative to some sort of grilled poultry, maybe? with just a touch of something a little more ocean-y?

it's difficult to define in words. if anything, vane was probably more accustomed to the process of how it was made than actually trying to figure out its source? either way, he likes it, so it'd be great if she did too. ... and well, it looks like

she does! ] Uwah, I'm relieved if that's he case. Everyone says I'll eat anything, so... [ he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, before handing her another. ] How 'bout you try this one? But, you have to watch out for the sauce.

[ he seems oddly okay ... with her talking with her mouth full. if anything, he finds it kinda endearing. ]

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_{[She's more than happy to take it from him, plucking the stick from his fingers when she's offered it. No promises about watching the sauce though, considering how messy of an eater she is. She swallows what she's got in her mouth, reading herself for another go.]}

Okay!

_{[Just. Give her a moment as she noms...and gets sauce on her chin. Her cheeks are stuffed though, making her look a bit like a fanged chipmunk.]}

[defenses]

[ it's actually kind of cute...

with her face full of food. there's something genuine in that and vane can't help but to laugh at the sight of sauce right at her chin. even though he warned her ... but, he supposes that was part of her charm? lifting his fingers up, he pressing his thumb against her chin as he wipes it off. ]

You've gotta be more careful, y'know?

Hahaha, though it's nice not being the only one getting carried away. [ but, ah... now he has sauce on his finger. he nearly licks it off, but... catches himself. he clears his throat nervously before giving her an awkward smile. ] Should we go get more?

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Mm...Solomon's always telling me to be more careful.

_{[And that almost has her sulking before Vane decides to continue, and makes it all okay. More? Uh, yes. Without any hesitation she grabs the hand with sauce on his finger, clearly not giving a shit, only to give him a bit of a tug.]}

Yeah! Yeah, let's go!

[defenses]

[ ah...

his hands are dirty, he wants to say, but she smiles in such a carefree manner that he finds it difficult to actually put into words. instead, he just decides to take a page from her book. his feet already begin moving to diligently follow in her steps. ] You can really eat, huh?

[ but, it's evident by his tone that isn't a bad thing in the least. quite the opposite, really!

instinctively, his fingers curl around her hand, making sure they don't lose each other within all the holograms walking around. doing his best to watch his feet too, for all the flora that he's been seeing around. it's here, he realizes their holding hands, but— ] Oh, well. This is fine. [ mm, he seems to reassure himself, before pointing at the next stall. ]

What do you say we try something sweet this time?

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Something sweet?

_{[While Vane might be sweating over the thought of them holding hands, Diva seems to pay no mind to it. She enjoys the contact and closeness of it...not to mention it's easier to drag the boy where she wants him to go this way.]}

Yeah, good idea! What about those little tarts over there?

[defenses]

[ ... and dragging she is.

granted, it's not very difficult. vane was fairly amenable in that sense and he's more than willing to bend and go with the flow. his dirty hands are soon forgotten in light of her enthusiastic agreement. ] Tarts, huh? [ he seems to reflect over this as if it were nostalgic. that is, before he gives a firm nod. ]

Mm! I love tarts with a ton of fruit! They may have some interesting ones too. [ they actually have an assortment. all different types of olympian favorites within it, and a few vane can actually recognize. ] If you want something with a bit of sourness to it, I think that one is pretty good...

But, uh... for more sweetness, it's definitely this darker colored one! Which one did ya want?

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I want sweet, like me. Don't you think that's better?

<sub>[Diva...please...let Vane live.

Sure, she's teasing and she knows it, but she's behaving pretty well, all things considered. There's a squeeze to Vane's hand as she looks up at him, all smiles.]</sub>

Let's share that one.

[defenses]

[ her words to get a laugh out of vane at least.

he isn't sure if it's better, but it's nice to hear confirmation either way. he wouldn't want to have suggested something she hated, after all. though no one hates dessert, right? he wonders if ti was a senseless worry on his end.

but, at the squeeze, he feels genuinely reassured. ] Sounds good! [ he points at it from the display, and what he figures to be a render hands it to him easily enough. he then moves the wrapper a little, his fingers closely peeling apart the foil on the bottom.

then, he holds it out for her to eat. ] It might be easier if I hold it. But, here you go! Remember don't hold back on my account and take a biiiig bite!

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<sub>[Ah. She's in love.

Diva is rather food motivated and so when the tart is handed out to her, with Vane taking it upon himself to feed her, she's delighted. Eagerly she opens her mouth to take a bite, her fangs sinking first into the crust of the tart, the rest of her teeth following suit.]</sub>

Mmm!

_{[Don't mind her chewing...]}

It's so good! You have to try some!

[defenses]

[ if anything, vane is pleased to see that she seems to be enjoying herself.

amongst all the new people who come and go in this place (or return to stasis, rather), it's clear that not everyone comes from such ... positive or uplifting backgrounds. nor does it speak for their experiences in el nysa themselves, so it's nice to see that despite all of that people could still move on and smile like that.

it's enough to make him feel more at ease too. but, it doesn't seem like he has full leisure to ponder or consider, either. especially as he hears diva's suggestion. ] You made it already look plenty good, but if you don't mind. [ it's here he leans in and also takes a bite.

the crust is flakey and crumbles pretty easily as he does his best not to let any fall. ]Did you go out eating a lot before this too? Seems like it could be really up your alley. It's nice to see someone enjoy it so much.

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I didn't get out much...

<sub>[Is the nice way of saying she grew up locked in a tower for quite a few years before she was set free. Even after that her Chevaliers hadn't exactly seen it wise to let her run about in public without direct supervision. Needless to say, she hasn't exactly eaten out a lot. There had been a lot of ordering in so to speak, her dinners mostly being humans brought right to her to be devoured.

Not that Vane needs to know any of that.]</sub>

[defenses]

[ "didn't get out much..."

just hearing that is enough to make his heart sink a little. he doesn't really think about it too deeply, or assume too much, but he feels his chest tighten a little. he gives a sympathetic curl of his lips before giving her hand a firm squeeze. ] I don't know what happened before, or what it was like back at home for you....

But, if you'd like, we can go out lots from now on! How's that?

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_{[There's a nod at his suggestion as she squeezes his hand back, pleased enough at his suggestion. It would be nice to go out with someone and have new company.]}

Mm! Yes, I'd like that a lot.