Going for a walk

[onceaviking]

 He arrives shortly after sundown, looking much like the night before. He's added a coat to his ensemble though. Not that he needs it. 
He has several possible plans in mind, but for now he is waiting to see how Miss Potts will react. 

She seemed like an odd mix of confident and hesitant and that is certainly something he can work with. 

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[onceaviking]

"I am, " he says. "I was born a Viking a long time ago."

He still looks at her, steadily. She didn't scream and she didn't run. This might work. His eyes are very blue and once you know, he does look rather pale.

[othereight]

If she hadn't been a weathered veteran of Milliways, he might have made her slightly more nervous. But she's run into mutants and people with superpowers and all kinds of different things. She wonders what it says about her that she barely bats an eye at vampires now.

"And by the time my year rolls around, you would be - what? Centuries old?"

[onceaviking]

" If I live that long, yes," he replies calmly. " I hope I shall. I think I would feel more at home there than I do now."

She is still not afraid. He likes that.

[othereight]

"Right."

She nods slowly, considering everything.

"Well, that explains the cold hands, at least."

[onceaviking]

He smiles. " I suppose it does," he agrees.

His teeth are very white and even. Not a fang in sight.



(occ: bedtime)

[othereight]

While she hasn't run away screaming, it's safe to say she might be a little more cautious now.

Even if she hasn't seen a set of fangs yet. "What's it like? Being a vampire?"

[onceaviking]

Glorious. Exhilarating. Satisfying.

" Lonely, " he says. " Like most large predators we live solitary lives. Some may enjoy that but I find myself longing for conversation. "

He shrugs.

" I was happy when I found this place, but even here I may be shunned despite my commitment to following the laws of this place. "

[othereight]

Pepper frowns at that, visibly, a small line forming between her brows as she glances up at him, hunching her shoulders against the cold as her breath forms in the air.

"Why? I didn't think this place was inherently anti-anyone."

[onceaviking]

" I am a vampire. Many need no other reason. I have been refused service, attacked... "

He trails off.

[othereight]

"That sounds a little prejudicial, don't you think?"

Pepper's still frowning as she shifts her weight slightly, glancing up at him.

"Especially if you're trying to follow the rules."

[onceaviking]

"I am, " he replies. "And I agree. But there is little help I can do to change that. So when the opportunity arose - to spend a little time in conversation with a beautiful young lady - "

Another shrug. This time of the 'how could I refuse' variety.

[othereight]

She blushes again, but this time she doesn't duck her head, meeting his gaze steadily.

"Oh, please," she murmurs, shaking her head. "How many women you must've seen for yourself by now."

[onceaviking]

"I have," he agrees. " That does not change my opinion."
His voice is soft and low. Intimate.

[othereight]

"Oh," she replies, lips moving to shape the word, the letter, before she glances away with a small smile.

"Thank you."

[onceaviking]

He lets a finger run along her jaw, gently coaxing her to face him again.

"I cannot be the first to tell you this, " he says with a small smile.

[othereight]

She doesn't shiver - although she comes pretty close to it when his finger moves like ice along her jaw.

"You'd be surprised," she says, grateful when her voice doesn't catch.

[onceaviking]

" Then the men of your age are fools," he says, letting his fingertips rest gently against her chin for a second before removing them.

[othereight]

It's been a long time since she didn't have a compliment turned her way that didn't involve her organizational skills or her knack for bidding on a new art piece early.

"That seems to be a well-known fact," she murmurs, smiling briefly.

[onceaviking]

His eyes linger a little bit too long on her lips, before he looksback at her eyes.

He is beginning to enjoy this. It's almost a game of sorts.

" Should we continue? Or is it too cold? "

[othereight]

"Maybe not for you," she points out, though maybe that's an obvious thing to say.

"I could do with a little warming."

[onceaviking]

" Let us go back then. There is sadly little I can do to help," he says apologetically. And then he carefully puts one arm around her shoulder.

" Unless this helps? A little? "

[othereight]

It may be the illusion of body heat, or maybe the proximity alone is helping - the closeness. Maybe she's tricking her body into believing she feels a little warmer when he steps in close and slides his arm around her shoulders.

"A little," she echoes, nodding quickly.

[onceaviking]

" That's good," he says with a smile that looks suddenly very bright.

They start walking back and as he carefully matches his steps to hers, he says, " Can I buy you something to drink when we get back?"

[othereight]

"Maybe tea - with a splash of something stronger," she adds, chuckling.

"It feels like a night for warm drinks." And then she realizes she probably shouldn't be talking about warmth and drinks in front of someone who's just professed himself to be a vampire.

"I'm sorry, do you - you don't drink, do you?"

[onceaviking]

" Not tea, no," he says, looking away briefly. "I can order from the Bar but I do not need anything right now, so I will just watch you enjoy yours."