man--eater

" Once upon a time, there was a beauty and a beast. They were not two different souls, however, but one in the same." { indie OC Rp } Face Claim: Alex benedetto from Gangsta.

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     “ Well, I don’t exactly ask for it anywhere. Usually I have t’steal         it from blood banks, or. . “ Well, he wasn’t going to go there, so.         He took a deep breath, and leaned back and scratched at his          forehead some, moving some of his unruly hair out of his eye.         “ I only asked you b’cause I got th’feeling you may not ask me         me why. “ he shrugged some. “ I apologize for assuming that. I          will be just fine with water, ma’am. Thank you. “ And I didn’t think         you would’t like it if I ordered a ton’a food. “ he shrugged again.         “ This isn’t even half of what I could normally eat. “ Especially          meat. This carnivore could eat like, three cows all at once, man.         “ Also, I don’t really remember where I was born, but I was raised          in New York for most of my life… Man, I miss the food there… “        And here’s where he pouts. He then crossed his arms. “ Oh, oops.         Didn’t mean t’ramble there, miss. “ he said, rubbing his cheek         some with a soft yawn. He was a lil’ sleepy now, since he did just         eat enough to stock a buffet, pretty much. “ I apologize for m’-        blunt behavior, and my unfiltered mouth and babble. “ he said,          reaching a hand out to see if she’d take it and shake. He wasn’t         trying to piss her off, or anything, but you never know with this guy.

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      Just what gave him that idea? Any person in their right mind        would only assume he was joking-- That or think he was crazy.        He seemed to ramble on about points that made no clear sense        to her at all. Delusional. Ray could feel a headache setting in.        All this talk about blood and no actual blood to fill her-- damn him.

       “I--... wasn't actually asking where you were born.”

       That was the only thing she could fit in before he spoke up again.        It was almost like he loved the sound of his own voice. God. 

       She wasn’t even sure if she wanted to take the man’s hand when        it was offered. It not only disturbed her that he hadn’t washed it        after his meal but, it felt like he was just trying to confuse her on        purpose at this point-- 

       Then again... he did apologize.

       A million times.

       With a sigh, Ray took the offered hand and squeezed it.

       “.....I suppose it’s alright.” With another hand, she flagged a waiter        with a pitcher in their hand. It was poured into his empty glass.        Water, that is.

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     “       …        “ Anna didn’t much pay attention beside the music playing in the background and the distant murmuring of the people around her at the time . She didn’t care what they said about a child being in the bar as she did live in one back home —- she was used to being questioned about why she was as comfortable in places like this . It was the woman that made the child lift her head once , the hood covering most of her face as if she were hiding and her nails scratched the glass a bit .      “     He’s outside right now .    “ She spoke quietly though it wasn’t as forced as one might expect for someone keeping a secret to say . No , it was more natural than anything …

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      “Hmm..”

      If this had been any other night, the girl’s voice might have       gone unheard, but in a peaceful room such as this, Ray       was clearly informed. Although, it didn’t quite satisfy her       curiosity so she kept where she stood and let the bartenders       work around her. 

      “Does he know you’re sitting at the bar?” 

      It was a routine question, really. Every bar owner found       themselves asking this question on a daily basis. Though       there was something about her that struck a different chord       than most. One that really had her wondering. What was this       girl’s purpose here...exactly?

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Anna’s used to coming into bars with Izumo to pick up all types of foreign drinks and types of wine but , in the end , she always gets people staring at her . All for various reasons , of course . Some stared at her wondered white hair, pale as her skin though nothing like the blood red dress that looked like it belonged to a princess … and others stared at her because she was a damn child in a bar .  But nonetheless , it was what she was here for now as well . While Izumo was around , she was told to sit here in the bar and not move … and that was what she was doing … drink in hand and her hood up over her head .       “       …        “

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      To say that she was not usually one to pry would be a lie,       given the woman practically questioned her guests quite       often. As the owner of the establishment, of course, it was       only natural that she would approach the young figure in       curiosity. 

      It was a lounge night; the atmosphere was calm, people were       relaxing and drinking to their hearts desire and the music       wasn't piercing any ear drums--but that made it all the more       easier to spot out intruders such as ..children.

      And just what was it that she had in her glass?

      “Hello here.” Ray propped herself up on the counter, leaning       closer to the girl to get a better look. “Are you here with someone?”

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             ‘ but it isn’t your face. it’s alex’s. she was here                    first. so let’s get that straight, okay ? okay. ‘

 He pulls out a picture from his wallet. ( don’t ask why he has it )  of Alex, and he pushes it into her face, pointing at it, and waving  it in her face some. If you haven’t figured it out, lady, this is Alex.  ( and worrick and himself, but lets leave that bit out. )                                             ‘ see ? I M P O S T E R! “

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      Ray snatched up the picture into her own hands faster than        the human eye could see. This was ridiculous. He even had        a picture of this woman?? Did she really look that much like        her--      Oh.                      She did.

       She forced the photo back into the man’s hands and crossed        her arms over her chest once more.

       “J-Just for your information--Sir. It is quite normal to find people         that look like other people on this planet. It’s common.”

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        She was ! She was totally an imposter ! This wasn’t Alex,           and he certainly wasn’t about to pretend ! He couldn’t. No           way ! He leaned in some and pointed a finger at her, while           the other hand rested on the back of his neck and scratched           some.                       ‘ i said, i m p o s t e r ! why do you have                                her face ? hm ? tell me ! right now ! ‘

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      Her personal space was invaded and the bar owner felt        herself lean back a few inches once his finger was pried        into her bubble. Such a strange case--this man--she could        barely keep herself composed. Not only was he unable to        speak, but he was completely senile too. Just who on Earth        did he think she was trying to look like?!

      “Wh--What are you talking about? This is my face.”

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       Wait just a second there. The attitude, the arm cross, the glare, the purse of the lips, the brow raise and confusion as to why the twilight was staring … That definitely was not who he thought it was. But Jesus fucking Christ if it wasn’t a spitting image of Alex, he didn’t know what the fuck she was. How did he respond ? Even Alex can understand a little bit of  his sign-language now, but this lady ? This … This …                                         ‘ i m p o s t e r  ! ‘

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      A twitch of the eyebrow and she’s got her hands on her hips now.     . What was that he said? A signer--? God it’d been so long since she       studied sign language. To think, a woman over four hundred years old,       struggling with the mere translation of--

      Imposter?

      It finally clicked and Ray looked the man in the face.

      “--What.”

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      “If you wish to continue on staring why don’t you take a        picture instead?” Ray asked this in an annoyed tone,        crossing her arms over her chest as if it would block her        bosom from prying eyes. Why did this man insist on staring        at her for so long?

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      Oh, okay. He understands now. Shrugging some, he reached to pick up his fork again. “ I see. Well, that’s not an issue. I do have bad judgement when it comes t’readin’ situations somestimes. Forgive me. You do seem  a little surprised at how open I was about it though. I don’t really have issues with my secret, so I don’t necessarily care. But that’s besides the point. It’s your choice, though, ‘n m’not goin’ t’try and make you talk to me about such things. So, f’you don’t mind, m’gonna finish my meal, and I’d appreciate th’ um, drink. “ She seemed to like being discreet, so he’d stay discreet for her. “ Sorry if I tried to pry or f’I crossed any boundaries, yeah ? “ he said, trying to make up for his little mishap there. Cyrus was a blunt person, if she hadn’t already figured that much out already. His mouth didn’t always have a filter where it should. “ Not that we’ll likely ever meet again, miss, but I don’t usually kid around. I might seem … I guess you could say goofy sometimes, but I really can’t lie. “ He has no reason to, and he was also told never to, since lies could usually get you into more trouble than being honest would. “ I only asked for that, because I could tell that it wouldn’t get me thrown out, or looked at funny. “

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     Hm. He sure liked to talk didn’t he? If she wasn’t so patient,       Rayna may have found herself losing track of the actual point       he was trying to get across. She could definitely see that he       was very open and straightforward with what he was thinking,       but that could be dangerous for someone like him. Someone       who wasn’t human should practice keeping their mouth shut       or at least learn how to use their filter more. Like she did.

      “I’m not sure where you were raised, but asking for blood will       definitely get you strange looks anywhere.” Ray leaned back       in the chair and then turned her gaze towards the bar across       the room.

      “I cannot actually get you any blood, so you will have to suffice       with water...or something different if you prefer.” A pause and       then she spoke again. “I’m not sure what you were thinking       when I asked if you wanted anything else, but I was not planning       on throwing you out for ordering so much food. It’s good for       business; why would I dislike that?” Rhetorical. Don’t answer Cyrus.

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like for a starter! I need to get her GOIING

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        He stopped chewing for a brief second, looking up at her. He rose a brow,  and tilted his head. “ Oh, I suppose A positive would be okay. Not my usual, but it tastes just as good when the good stuffs gone, y’know ? “ He said, before lifting up his fork. “ I ‘preciate you not pryin’ into why I asked, but m’sure you’re curious. ” He put the fork down, and wiped his lip. “ I am also curious as to what you are. You smell kinda different than anything I’ve ever smelt before. As for me, m’a hybrid. But anything beyond that, I’d prefer t’discuss in private. “ And bite. She didn’t really seem like someone he should cross bad paths with, so for now, he would just keep it civil and calm. No need for violence or rudeness,  right ? He finally set his fork down for her to speak though. It was rude to just continue eating while trying to talk to someone.  

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      Ray attempted an understanding smile all the while trying       her best not to make it seem too forced. She, as a Strigoi,       didn’t prefer blood types, but could understand the different       tastes between them. However, it tasted just as sweet as       the rest of the body, and that was all she cared about.

      Suddenly, she felt a jolt of surprise when he continued on to       reveal that his appetite was -- real?? What on Earth revealed       itself out in the open so casually? Ray was nearly appalled.       She would never do such a thing even if she could sense the       difference between him and the next pig of a human over.

      “....”

      Without speaking, Rayna took a seat across from him and       held her hands together on the table. Peering at him from       behind dark bangs, she managed to remain calm despite       the many questions filling her mind.

      “Honestly, I thought you were joking. I was not curious as to        what you were.” There were a lot of scents in this establishment        --it would have been a miracle if she managed to pick up a whiff        of whatever he was from that distance. For a hybrid, it was a        different story. “What if I told you I’d rather not discuss it at all?”

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     Well, lady. His appetite isn’t normal either, truthfully. He picked up some more noodles, sliding the ends of them into his mouth, before looking back up at her, while he chewed, with manners of course. Glutton or not, he  knew table manners. After all, he is a gentleman for the most part.           “ Actually, if ya wouldn’t mind … “                                 G u l p .       “ I’d like a large glass a’ ab negative, if ya wouldn’t mind ?                              That is, if ya carry that here… f’not, waters’ fine~ “  Someone has some confidence.

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      Did she hear that correctly? Ray found herself staring for a good solid        second before it managed to process that he head just asked her for             blood.        Sickening. Did he somehow know who or what she was--? But        how could that have been possible? There must have been something        different about him as well...that or maybe it was just coincidence and        he was playing with her. No..why else would he suggest a glass of life’s        liquid? Conflicted, She was forced to play along in hopes maybe he would        laugh it off.

      “I’m afraid we don’t carry that. I can offer you A positive, however.” 

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        Looking up at the sudden voice that spoke to him,   Cy tilted his head until she finished speaking, and then he nodded. He was enjoying himself. The waiter who’d taken his order looked at him like he was nuts earlier, just like she was now.              “ Yep, sure am, miss. Thanks fer’ askin’. ”

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      “Is that so?” She wasn’t here to judge, of course. That        would be considered rude hospitality. As the manager,        it was her duty to make the customer feel comfortable.        Even if said customer was a complete glutton. She wasn’t        one to talk, anyway. Her appetite was a lot worse.

      "Is there anything else I can get for you?”                                    Like a glass of water to wash all of that down--

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this is a new RP blog and i need some people to follow, so could you please reblog&&spread this if you’re OC friendly?

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      “Hm? I didn't realize you were standing out here. My apologies        but we aren't opening up for another hour--  was there something        you needed?”

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[ ♚ ] introduce your muse .

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name : Rayna 'Ray' Carlile Gabor age : 400+ (Passes for 23) height : 5′6′’ eye color : Blue hair color : Brown sexual orientation : Pansexual species : Strigoi allergies : Nothing fears : Suffocating, Starvation relationship status: Single

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         Don’t mind this glutton. He’s obsessed with food.

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     The owner of the club stared quietly as her customer       consumed his entire order of--what was it? She cant       even tell anymore. It was gone faster than she could       approach to ask if there was anything else she could       get for him. She tried to talk to her guests every once       in a while...now she understands why there really was       no point.

      “Are you...enjoying yourself, sir?”

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      { ⚔ } He looked up at her, looking her in the eye as she spoke.                  He didn’t want it to seem like he wasn’t grateful for any                   of this, because he was, of course. She sounded like                    a very busy lady, so the fact that she was taking even                    a little bit of time out of her busy schedule to help him                   out meant a lot to him. A condo upstairs, huh? He                    wasn’t surprised about that. Now that he was a bit                   more hydrated, he had a second to look around too,                   and this place was pretty large. It was pretty nice, too.

               “ I wouldn’t expect you to feed me for free, I have some                      money. I mean, as long as your meals aren’t high-end-                      hundred dollar four course meals or anything. Something                      small that’ll fill me up and give me a bit of energy will do.                      I also don’t need any hardcore medicine or anything, just                      something to get rid of a headache and sore muscles will                      work just fine.. and I’m more than okay with a couch..I’ve                  slept worse places, to be honest with you, so thanks again.”                  What was really confusing him though, was the fact that                     she hadn’t asked exactly what had made him so weak, or                     worn down. Then again, he was kind of glad he didn’t have                  to explain himself either. He was too tired to tell her what                     exactly a soul reaper was, and did, so he kept his mouth quiet.

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      On the contrary to her classy and uptight appearance on the outside,       the woman nearly snorted out a laugh at his words. She laughed out       loud, enough to be heard over the pulsing music and waved her free       hand out toward him as if shooing the accusation away.

     “Please. This isn't some kind of restaurant. Sure there’s a nice kitchen,      but it’s still only a bar.” Ray’s laughter died down a bit and she used her      hand to flag down a man that had walked by; dressed in a bow tie and      the name Gabor written on the back of his vest. “Would you bring a      menu by for me? This young man is hungry. Also something to help rid      him of his headache.” 

     With a nod, the host set off to find the very things in question and the      Strigoi relaxed into her seat almost like sinking into a cloud. It was then      when blue eyes were on him again and she hid her lips behind the glass      of wine held firmly in her right hand.

      “So ..Mr. Kurosaki. How did you wind up in this situation in the first place?”       A question she’d been pandering mentally since he sat down on her silver       platter. Now that her initial customer service phase has come and gone,       she feels like the question better come out now. Especially since he would       be crashing on her couch later in the evening. He doesn't have to be       completely honest...she is merely curious.