@threerealms // dorian // cont.
“What are you?”
The question is blurted less then asked, as the vampire stares at her. She smells old, and yet new. Like something on the edge of decay but still fresh enough to be eaten. He can smell the blood under her skin and hear the beat of her heart but at the same time it doesnt seem right. There’s something wrong with her, and he’d never experienced this before.
Dorian narrowed his eyes, pale blue barely twinkling in the light of the night.
“I know you’re not human, so what are you.”
She liked being the one in control, being the one who knew more about the other than they knew about her. It made her feel powerful, of course she was powerful, as is the other. She can feel it coming off of him, but she wasn’t certain if he was near her level of powerful. She didn’t think he was. Still he was handsome enough and not a rube.
“Well, well. Wouldn’t you like to know?” She grinned at him, “I’m still part human. As are you sweetie.” She circled him like a predator, circled her prey. He wasn’t prey in the sense that she would want to eat him. He had no shine left, but he was interesting and moving around meant that it was easier for her to get a feeling for him, to pick up things about him. Like his name. “You are a handsome one Dorian.”
