“To humans, yes, a shame it may be. But I am of a different time, and...I’ve gotten quite accustomed to blood. No need for pity.” Stanislav mumbled, setting his empty glass on his desk.
The vampire watched as Kiki finally downed some water, grateful she had finally taken to hydrating herself. He could only imagine how much sugar she’d consumed that day. So it seemed, she held an affinity for the softer, savory things in life. The least she could do was have a glass of water to help her come down from her intoxication, though the results wouldn’t be immediate.
As Kiki faced him, Stanislav raised a brow; surprised by her remark about heeding his earlier advice about vampires. She danced to the beat of her own drum, but seemed to be respectful of him--contrary to her behaviour.
“I would never allow my staff to harm a guest, lest they would wish to meet the Council. But if you are content with me serving as an escort, then allow me.” Shaking his head, Stanislav got to putting some loose files explicitly labeled with the tab ‘LSA’ inside a dark-coloured messenger bag. Seeing to it his office was organized and clean, he began to address Kiki, though he didn’t face her; continuing to sift through his inventory.
“Give me a moment, then. And...” He felt embarrassed to ask, but he was able to brush it aside. The vampire wasn’t keen on letting the human know what surged in his mind.
“...if you would please put on your shirt again, Miss Kiki. I’d hate for the other patrons to be indecent towards my guest.”
Closing the now empty cake box and finished the rest of the water before setting the empty glass down next to it, she spun a few more time in the chair before obeying his request. Using the wheels on the office chair she maneuvered herself over to the couch and snatched up her shirt, slipping it on with only a bit of a struggle. “I’m not hot anymoreeee” she exclaimed proudly, the ice cream cake had managed to cool her down. She also snatched up her purse placing it in her lap before looking over to the vampire. At this point she knew if she stood up she’d fall and having her tummy full of cake and alcohol now she didn’t feel like falling would be the best thing. “I thinks if a vampire ever did tryyyyy drinking my blood it would be much toooooo sweet for them, I dooooo tend to eat a lot of sweets and sugary drinks” she wiggled in the chair. “If I died by a vampire maybeeeee I’ll be a spooky ghost orrrrr maybeeee I’d be a vampire tooo heehee” she didn’t seem frightened at the idea of dying at the hands of vampires, or anything honestly.
