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@ezrabryant
brooksaustin:
ezrabryant:
He raised a brow. “Well, it becomes redundant because you don’t age. You don’t get old. You can’t get cancer, or anything like that.”
“We age in a very different way young one.” Her eyes scanned him. “Have you ever met a vampire of a significant age? Older then i. We begin to lose our minds... our grip on reality.”
Austin smirked slightly to himself. He wasn’t stupid, he knew when a woman was checking him out. “Well usually, that’s how aging works.”
Ezra folded her arms, trying not to indulge the human too much. “Well... the whole concept of ageing becomes redundant when you reach my age.”
brooksaustin:
“See, definitely generous,” he laughed, the look on her face only amusing him more. “I’m forty and I think I look good for my age.”
She grinned, her eyes scanning the human. He had his merits that’s for sure. “You look excellent for your age darling, but you will get older.”
brooksaustin:
“Special in my own way. You’re either generous or mocking,” he laughed a little. “I think I’ll borrow some then.”
“Oh darling, i shall just let you decide which way that is.” She gave him a disapproving look. “It may take away those wrinkles.” She rubbed the corners of her eyes.
bethxbenton:
“I didn’t think lights could be… so intense. It’s insane. Amazing,” she said, looking back at the vampire. “I… want to do it. Like… I would at home.”
“It’s tacky.” She commented, folding her arms. “Do you? This is your home now. Perhaps you could do something different.”
brooksaustin:
“I believe I did,” he grinned slightly. “Oh, now I do feel special.” He nodded. “I mean, probably. But you said it yourself. You don’t look old.”
“You are special... in your own way.” She rubbed her lips together. “No darling... i have one hell of a moisturiser.”
brooksaustin:
“I think I did just call you that,” he smiled back at her. “No, just… your opinions literally remind me of an old lady.” He nudged her. “But you’re hot.”
“You didn’t explicitly, therefore i chose not to hear it. I protected you from my wrath darling.” She smiled gently. “I’m a hot old lady? Darling Sigmund Freud would have something to say about that.”
brooksaustin:
“Well, isn’t that nosy?” he raised a brow as she circled him. “I would not want to be. It’s wrong. I know, you don’t. That’s what makes it all the more amusing to me.”
“You can call me that, if it makes you feel better.” She smiled gently. “Because i have little interest in a meaningless holiday?”
brooksaustin:
“What is sentimental to me?” he laughed a little, she was always forward. “Not really, I would feel incredibly awkward having people do things for me that I can do myself.” He shrugged. “You’re literally like that old lady that people call miserable behind their back, aren’t you?”
“Yes human. What is sentimental for you?” She began to walk around him. “Maybe you are just not used to it. Excuse you, i certainly do not look like an old lady.”
brooksaustin:
“Hmm, fair point. I guess, I have things like that even at my age,” he nodded before letting out a little laugh. “You know, in 2019, people don’t really have servants. The fun is doing it yourself.”
“Like what?” She tilted her head, listening to the human. “It’s something that has changed for the worst. I have maids.” She shrugged her shoulders. “I see nothing fun in untangling lights.”
callmecailan:
ezrabryant
“I guess, we like to make a big deal of Christmas around here,” he nodded, leaning against the wall. His dark eyes scanning below him. “Why is it not your kind of thing?”
“At least it keeps your little minds occupied.” She raised her brow, glancing over at the witch. “I did not grow up with the tradition, why would i start now?”
bethxbenton:
“It’s so familiar to me… and yet it feels strange to look at,” she admitted, stopping beside her maker. “I wanted to put a tree up.”
“Everything is different, is it not?” She smiled gently, admiring her new vampire vision. “Mmm you can ask the maids to do it for you.”
brooksaustin:
“Yeah? You’re the sentimental type?” he smiled, stopping beside the vampire. “Reminds me of being a kid, seeing the Christmas lights.” He looked at her. “You don’t decorate?”
“You do not get to this age without having a thing or two you’re fond of.” Her dark eyes rested on the human. “Decorate? Gracious no. That’s a job for servants.”
“I must admit the lights are quite spectacular down by the dock. Even if it is not my kind of thing...” Ezra shrugged, trying to play it cool. “I still would not want them in my own home though.”
brooksaustin:
“People… tend to listen when it’s too late,” he laughed gently, looking back at the girl. “I never fit in… I was overlooked, ignored, insulted. I couldn’t do magic and my mom hated it. She loved magic. Loves it.”
“I couldn’t agree more on that.” She couldn’t help but look at the witch, she was drawn to him. “I suppose... i understand that. But it does not mean you can blame the whole coven. I am sure there are some who were kind to you. In my experience vampires have done nothing but been cruel... but my maker. She is different.”
ezrabryant:
“Everything changes eventually, very few things in your life stay constant and when you fine something constant… hold onto it.” She enjoyed giving advise to humans. “It is interesting to me. No? not once?”
“I’ll take those wise words,” he smiled gently, his eyes glancing up at her. “Yeah? Well. ask me what you want to. I’ll gladly answer,” he said. “No… never like that.”
“I am full of wisdom, the issue is nobody seems to listen.” She met the man’s smile, there was something nice about his face... although she could easily explain that as the smell of his blood. “Why did you leave your people? The witches?”
brooksaustin:
“Well, that’s people… things around us change, we change. I’m sure you know that after all those years,” he nodded gently. “Is it interesting? Not really… as such. I’ve never really had any attachments.”
“Everything changes eventually, very few things in your life stay constant and when you fine something constant... hold onto it.” She enjoyed giving advise to humans. “It is interesting to me. No? not once?”
