Eli
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Post by Eli on May 29, 2009 18:42:40 GMT -5
He was so different from the other ones. That so-rare few. And he told her such different things - Paris, filled with others of their kind. Not like what she had been told. That most of them were dead and gone, burned themselves up. Should she have been scared? Surely, not all others were...
No. He was different. And he was like her. Was he a lot like her? It was most likely obvious she was thinking this. "Are you from Paris?"
She'd hardly left Sweden before. A little. Mostly, she'd stayed. All her real memories were of Sweden.
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Post by Armand on Jun 1, 2009 18:17:17 GMT -5
The shrug of a thin shoulder. A question like that implied Armand had any place that he would call home, or care to be associated with. "Not originally, but I have been here for a very long time regardless."
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Eli
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Post by Eli on Jun 1, 2009 18:32:39 GMT -5
Eli couldn't imagine, but then, she'd just left Sweden. Perhaps she'd be in Paris a very long time, too.
It made her wonder how long he had been a vampire.
"How long have you been one?"
Maybe it was a strange way to word it, but Eli didn't think of that particular number as his age. He was still sort of twelve, the age he'd been when...
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Post by Armand on Jun 1, 2009 18:39:39 GMT -5
It was curious how Eli's questioning was not invasive. But, intention colored the reception, and it didn't seem Eli's intention to be invasive. Only curiousity. Her manner was so mild but so straight-forward that Armand had not the slightest inclination to refuse her something so inconsequential of himself. "400 years or so."
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Eli
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Post by Eli on Jun 1, 2009 18:44:14 GMT -5
He had been one longer. Perhaps if she'd been in Paris for a few centuries, Paris would not seem so different. She couldn't really imagine it. Even in mortal company, Eli's expression was often demonstrative of how she felt. It was obvious she was trying to picture it.
It didn't seem like it made him older, no more than he already looked. It was as though Eli thought there was only so much you could grow in a lifetime, vampiric or otherwise, and so that after one had outlived any other human - say, lived for a single century - it didn't really matter how much longer you lived.
One thing was very certain to Eli, that he had probably been very lonely that whole time. Eli knew she had. There wasn't really enough in her manner to suggest sympathy. She wasn't sure she remembered how to be sympathetic, or how to want to be. Instead, she tilted her head. "Have you been very alone?"
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Post by Armand on Jun 2, 2009 13:16:25 GMT -5
That was less inconsequential. "Have you?" Eli seemed, in her curiousity and her frankness, quite unused to the company of other vampires.
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Eli
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Post by Eli on Jun 2, 2009 15:23:50 GMT -5
Eli sort of smiled, rather like a soft apology, or perhaps some sort of an acknowledgment. "No," she said. She hadn't meant lonely. She had meant alone. She wondered who else had been around him, if anyone. "There have always been people," came the explanation, "who want to be around me."
But no vampires.
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Post by Armand on Jun 2, 2009 17:29:21 GMT -5
Armand processed this. "Because you are beautiful?" Because danger was alluring, because humans had always been attracted to them- the best kind of predator? Those things were the only way he knew to explain it.
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Eli
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Post by Eli on Jun 2, 2009 17:39:07 GMT -5
Eli continued to smile, rather brightly. "Because I am young."
The smile stayed, but did not remain quite as bright. That - and the beauty - meant different things to different mortals. Eli used them all alike, but that did not mean she did not have preferences. But she supposed he knew what it was. What they inspired.
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Post by Armand on Jun 2, 2009 17:58:22 GMT -5
Armand, despite his deceptively young face, his entrancing large brown eyes, was not familiar with this reason. He looked young enough to be innocent, but old enough that he didn't inspire nurturing beyond a mild tenderness from certain types of people. Eli appeared younger than him, though- her reasoning was not unbelievable.
"You allow this?" Or, a better question, eyebrow raised ever-so-slightly, voice lowered with no particular tone, "Do you want this?"
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Eli
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Post by Eli on Jun 2, 2009 18:38:43 GMT -5
Eli supposed he was old enough seeming to not arouse the same sorts of maternal instincts. And she realized that he dressed better, more conscientiously. No Swedish receptionist would race out after him to desperately give him a pair of shoes. She was taking in the details of his attire rather obviously. She did not feel a need to disguise this. Her own clothing was always very worn and very thin, and often retained traces of obviously belonging to either a small girl of the same size as Eli or an adult. It was clear she did not dress up for any reason.
"Yes," she said, after she had absorbed the details she took notice of and met his eyes again. It answered both questions, but it did not imply the same sort of want that, perhaps, he had. She wanted it like she wanted other useful things - not specifically, but would not turn it away. There were things she did want specifically, just like there were probably things he wanted - but she wasn't speaking of them, and would probably not have asked him.
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Post by Armand on Jun 3, 2009 9:01:00 GMT -5
Armand did not recognize such dependency. He regarded her with curiousity and didn't think of his own need for others.
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Eli
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Post by Eli on Jun 3, 2009 11:26:12 GMT -5
Eli absorbed this, his reaction, too, and a thought occurred to her that allowed a certain amount of mild surprise to flit over her features briefly.
He had not answered her question concerning solitude. She assumed this was because he was solitary. But solitary was something she understood. Her own solitary habits had been occasionally punctuated by a human - not vampire - presence. Had he not had even that? "You do not try to live with them?"
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Post by Armand on Jun 3, 2009 18:23:42 GMT -5
His lashes lowered, as if he were thoughtful, or modest, or- more likely- only hiding his disdain for the idea of it. "Of course not. Occasionally I kept one to feed on, or have human servants, but little more." Armand couldn't abide humans knowing where he slept. Not that his servants or the boys he picked up ever did. Daniel was the closest any mortal had gotten to him in a long, long time, and now... he was a blooddrinker too.
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Eli
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Post by Eli on Jun 3, 2009 19:06:23 GMT -5
Kept one to feed on. Eli's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, but her expression remained sober. He was obviously what she was, and yet he must not be. They did not stay human when you fed on them. She had never heard of any other sort, but her knowledge was so limited that she assumed it must be thought of. "You must be more alone than I, then."
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