A lady does not reveal her secrets

A lady never reveals her secrets {Adelaide Hinabn RP blog} [This is a NSFW blog]

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theladyadelaide :

“I just remember that if young children got colicky, the nursemaids usually gave them goat milk. Its easier to digest or something like that.” She shrugged a little but seemed pleased with his response.

“I wouldn’t even ask for that very reason and because its unlikely you’d find what we were looking for. It might not be obvious enough to recognize even if you came across it. A lot of the books are purposefully vague or encoded.” She sighed a little but a small smile followed after.

“Well I suppose should I uncover the exact cause.. its not impossible.” Adelaide gestured dismissively even if she was offering that slight hope.

“Though she is quite a cute little thing.” She smushed the infant’s cheeks gently to pucker her chubby little face. “Aren’t you darling?” Ava just cooed at her mother and made little grabby hands at her face. That slight smile tugged at the corner of her lips again and she pressed a kiss to her daughter’s forehead.

“Its time for her nap, do you mind putting her to bed Jack?” She ran her nails over his shoulder. “You were suggesting we try for more weren’t you?” She laughed softly and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

Watching Adelaide with the baby fascinated him. Bonding. There was no other word for it. He’d expected her to take a distant, ‘for science!’ approach to the whole thing, but it was gratifying to be wrong. That was so Addy, though, twisting his expectations into new shapes. Just when he had something figured out about her, he was wrong. Sometimes it was fun, sometimes scary.

“Yeah, I’ll put her in for a nap. But that was subtle of me, huh? Figured since Ava was a one in a million chance, we’d need to try a lot to do it again. Five, six times a day, maybe.”

His voice was raised slightly because he was walking behind her – intentionally. It was one of those ‘hate to see you go, love to watch you leave’ things. She about killed him with her backside as much as with her front.

Jack detoured to get the baby settled for her nap, which did nothing to stop him thinking about her ass. If he couldn’t see her, he thought about her. How she smelled, how she felt beneath his fingertips, how she looked. Everything from his nipples to his genitals tingled with blood.

Once Ava was comfortable and safe, he left for the bedroom. It wasn’t like this was their first time (although that had taken him no longer than an hour from laying eyes on her), but he still got giddy as a kid about it. He didn’t know if she or the blood had some kind of intoxicating effect on him, but if they did, it wasn’t much. Jack would want her anyway.

The door attested to his enthusiasm. There was a crack in the wood, several gouges, and one of the hinges was wobbly. Sometimes he opened the door too hard when he was excited.

“Addy, I–” He caught the door before it slammed open. The price was forgetting what he meant to say, but demonstration was better. Eyes fixed on her, he moved closer.

“Why are you still wearing something? We’ve gotta fix that.”

Without preamble or permission, he reached out cat-quick and lifted her in his arms, sneaking in a kiss. The pressure of her body against his got more blood pumping. North and south of Jack’s waist, heat sparked.

He tossed her onto the bed. Playfully, of course. She could stop him if she chose, and he knew damn well she could punish him, but that was a worry for when he could think past his hard-on. It was engorged with blood and straining to get at her.

Skin like cream, he loved it and reached for it. His fingers touched  her face before moving down to grope for her breasts, rolling a cloth-covered nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“Yeah, this isn’t working.” He yanked off all his garments, letting them fly wherever, then reached out with rough, greedy hands to work at hers.

“You’ll be the death of me someday, Adelaide. I’ll die of priaprism because I won’t get you out of your clothes in time.”

[theladyadelaide]

His comment of how many times a day might be needed to achieve another miracle made her laugh. He was quite a ridiculous man sometimes. She waited patiently while he put Ava down. Her eyebrow quirking up at his attempt to not break the door further. The question had her laughing again until she was drawn up into his arms and against the warmth of his body.

Jack seemed to run so much hotter than other people, but then he ate like a horse. The man was clearly more than human. She reminded herself that she wanted a sample of his blood to do some tests on it later. Definitely later.

She was tossed onto the bed and her hair pooled out around her. A little grin on her lips as she looked up at him, taking note of the way his pants were already straining and looking as though they were about to rip. He wasted no time before leaning over her and touching her. His fingers feeling almost like fire against her skin. A fire that burned in a pleasing way.

Adelaide leaned into the touches to her face, her lips brushing against his skin before his hands traveled down her body. A soft chuckle leaving her lips as he got more impatient. She enjoyed watching him hurry out of his clothing. Admiring his almost perfect body. She wondered briefly how many other soldiers came out of that program like this. The thought was forgotten when he commented on her clothing being in his way.

“Jack, I’m quite sure that won’t be the way I kill you.” There was mirth in her voice and she reached up to pull him down over her, pressing her lips against his and digging her nails into his shoulders. “Shhh.. just kiss me you brawny idiot.”

[theladyadelaide]

ex-boyscout

Chemical or magical anything was outside Jack’s experience. All he could do was accept what Adelaide told him and move on. She’d been doing this undead thing for awhile and had a handle on it. He wondered sometimes how she must feel. Detached, he could see that. Cold physically and emotionally. But like the rest of her, not entirely dead. 　

Jack told the truth when he said he loved her, but wasn’t naive enough to misunderstand the situation. You might love a pet tiger, but you didn’t wonder why when it mauled you. Some things couldn’t be kept. Adelaide might tire of him and Ava someday, but he accepted the risk and it didn’t alter his feelings. She’d kept them both around this far and that said a lot.　

“Good idea, I’ll try it next pass. If goat’s milk doesn’t work, I’ll try rice-based formula, but I don’t want her to get malnourished.” He looked up and nodded at her. “That was thoughtful. I’d help you look through your books, but I can’t read half of them.” Jack left ‘thoughtful’ for Addy to decide if he meant she’d applied critical thought, or if she’d been considerate.　

Ava pushed at his hand and Jack switched her to his shoulder with the same caution he used on unstable dynamite. Her little discharges were less dangerous, but he didn’t want to hurt her.

“You know, magically afflicted anything with you never crossed my mind. But I’m happy. And I’m happy that me saying 'I love you’ is funny, but it’s too bad I can’t do this again.” The regret was real. He liked kids, and was better at care giving than he ever expected. Still, he found a grin for her. “Can’t have another one, but we can try. A lot.”

“I just remember that if young children got colicky, the nursemaids usually gave them goat milk. Its easier to digest or something like that.” She shrugged a little but seemed pleased with his response.

“I wouldn’t even ask for that very reason and because its unlikely you’d find what we were looking for. It might not be obvious enough to recognize even if you came across it. A lot of the books are purposefully vague or encoded.” She sighed a little but a small smile followed after.

“Well I suppose should I uncover the exact cause.. its not impossible.” Adelaide gestured dismissively even if she was offering that slight hope.

“Though she is quite a cute little thing.” She smushed the infant’s cheeks gently to pucker her chubby little face. “Aren’t you darling?” Ava just cooed at her mother and made little grabby hands at her face. That slight smile tugged at the corner of her lips again and she pressed a kiss to her daughter’s forehead.

“Its time for her nap, do you mind putting her to bed Jack?” She ran her nails over his shoulder. “You were suggesting we try for more weren’t you?” She laughed softly and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

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@theladyadelaide​: (from x)

It was a bit of work making such a thing possible, considering that the type of vampire she was normally weren’t able to have children. But stranger things have happened, she supposed.

Jack was surprisingly good at taking care of a baby. The tiny little thing a bit much for her to deal with, which was good that Jack was more than willing to take most of the responsibility for her.

“Honestly, I didn’t know what would happen either. And I suppose you would call her that. Half human, half vampire.. She should be capable of eating normal food once she’s a few months old I would think.” She laughed softly and moved her fingers through the tiny child’s dark hair.

“She also doesn’t have the weakness to sunlight, so that won’t be a worry.”

The question had her gaze at him for a long moment. A laugh falling from her lips then. “Oh no, not at all. I didn’t have any children when I was alive, and well the type of vampire I belong to, normally is incapable of procreating this way. This is quite a new experience for me. One I thought I’d never have.”

“The jumped up blood seems pretty potent when you drink it. I thought that was the only reason you liked me, at first.” He thought now she liked him the way you got fond of a pet. It didn’t change that he loved her. “Maybe it humanizes you inside more than we realized. Probably worth figuring out – what if you got sick, or something?”

The baby’s care was especially important, so Jack shut up to listen.It sounded like little Ava would follow a more human physiology. It was hard to anticipate because there was no rulebook that he could determine. He wondered if she’d grow really fast at first, like she’d done in the womb, then nodded when Adelaide said shouldn’t be able to procreate like this.

“I didn’t think you could catch anything from me, including pregnant.”

He shifted to situate his arm. The infant waved her hands and made a little noise of protest, then resumed feeding. He could fit a dozen of her tiny fingernails into just one of his. It was incredible, the whole thing was. Ava could have sun, eat food. The only thing that worried Jack was finding out the hard way

“I tried formula a couple times but she puked it up. I’ll try rice-based and mix it with this. Keep it warm enough not to coagulate, see what happens.”

His eyes flickered up from the newborn to Adelaide. “I love you. A lot. And I’m not sorry for any of this. It’s probably one of the best things that’s happened to me. But why didn’t you have one when you were alive? Did you not love the guy?”

[theladyadelaide]

She laughed and patted his upper arm lightly. “Well it did draw me to you in the first place. All sweet and lovely smelling out in the middle of the streets at night.” She thought that over a little and shook her head. “No, I don’t think that’s it.. had to be something else. Chemicals wouldn’t manipulate or cause such a drastic change to a magically animated body. I’m neither alive nor dead.. so that isn’t probable.”

Adelaide shook her head in contemplation. It was a rather mysterious conundrum that was for sure. “At any rate I don’t believe it could happen again.” That thought brought out a long sigh, but she was okay with that. She was more of a lone wolf sort of woman after all. But, for now, this was nice.

She was drawn back to the conversation when he started going on about the formula. “Oh, hm.. that might work.. perhaps actual milk mixed with blood would work better? I’d think Goat’s milk would be more likely to work.” She pondered that for a moment. “I’ll have to look through my books and see if there is any sort of precedent for this kind of occurrence. I don’t remember having read about it before.. but there are some I haven’t gotten a decent look through yet.”

Adelaide’s eyebrows lifted slightly at the sudden affection. It wasn’t something she was quite used to. Not and have them mean it, like Jack clearly did.

“Is that your way of saying you wanted to have a magically afflicted child?” A soft, light chuckle passed her lips, her hand partly covering her mouth.

“Sorry to burst your bubble Jack, but when I was alive those were the last things I wanted a part of.” She moved to take the infant from him, cradling the child in her arms. “Can’t say that I’m unhappy with this, though it wasn’t something I’d ever planned on. The only man I’d ever fallen for while I was alive was the one who killed me.” She moved to stand in front of him, leaning her her shoulders back against his body.

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She looked so small in his hands, like a little porcelain bisque figurine. Skin bleached bone white, eyes the indeterminate blue of a newborn.

His nerves weren’t as bad as he’d expected. At first, he thought he’d drop her, but he’d grown adept at holding her in one hand and letting her suckle from his fingertip on the other.

“She’s perfect.” As if Adelaide wasn’t aware. “I didn’t know what she’d look like, but she’s so pretty.”

For a baby she was. She ate a lot for a little tyke, but his heightened endurance was enough to nourish child and mother, for the time being.

“What’d you call her? A dhampir?”

Jack smiled at the baby. She was a serene little thing, her face beatific, lacking any of the red splotches from blood flow. If she feed from him long enough, a tinge of pink would appear on her skin.

“Have you ever done this before, Addy?”

[theladyadelaide]

It was a bit of work making such a thing possible, considering that the type of vampire she was normally weren’t able to have children. But stranger things have happened, she supposed.

Jack was surprisingly good at taking care of a baby. The tiny little thing a bit much for her to deal with, which was good that Jack was more than willing to take most of the responsibility for her.

“Honestly, I didn’t know what would happen either. And I suppose you would call her that. Half human, half vampire.. She should be capable of eating normal food once she’s a few months old I would think.” She laughed softly and moved her fingers through the tiny child’s dark hair.

“She also doesn’t have the weakness to sunlight, so that won’t be a worry.”

The question had her gaze at him for a long moment. A laugh falling from her lips then. “Oh no, not at all. I didn’t have any children when I was alive, and well the type of vampire I belong to, normally is incapable of procreating this way. This is quite a new experience for me. One I thought I’d never have.”

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theladyadelaide :

Her footsteps were light at his side, as if she weighed no more than a feather. Dainty fingers gently petting his arm in a soothing fashion. When he looked down at her, she made sure to look back up at him, through her thick lashes. The question making her laugh, voice light and airy. She just gave him a mischievous smile at his apology, there was no need to speak.

Adelaide’s eyes took in the building, her mind making mental notes on as much detail as she could should she need to escape for any reason. Her soft smile turned up to him as he took out his key.

“I don’t believe I could do otherwise, not when such a kind gentleman is offering.” She moved closer to his side, to let her hip brush against his thigh. “It would be an utter shame to refuse your company.”

His luck: the door stuck closed when he tried to open it. With a beseeching yet scathing glance skyward, Jack took a breath and hit it with his shoulder. The door and its frame were cheap and gave with relative ease. “Sorry. It’s warped, I guess from the weather.” 

He turned to look at Adelaide and try to keep cool. Her skin was still beautiful even with indoor lighting. It looked like pearl, but almost translucent. As with most petite women, he wanted to grab her and pull her close, but the small bones gave him pause. But they weren’t going to get anywhere without the first covering basics.

“Come on in.” His voice broke a little on the last syllable, thick and husky. He stood aside so she could enter, then took his jacket off her slender shoulders. 

He paused long enough to pull off his thermal shirt. Wearing the t-shirt under it wasn’t the most gentlemanly thing, but with the radiator pumping out heat, it was a better choice than sweating. When he turned back to face her, he stopped in mid-motion.

“Oh.” He heard himself say it and cursed himself for an idiot. He hadn’t meant to say anything. If it was possible, she looked even more beautiful than before

Jack took a step closer and his whole physiology went haywire, like when he was a kid. A chill ran over him, erecting hair all over the place, but at the same time hot blood flooded through him, coloring his face and tightening things around his zipper. It was crazy, like someone else had a remote control for his body.

“Ah, hell.” It was a flustered mutter, hand sweeping once over the back of his neck as he fought to get himself in order again. “I–” 

Jack stopped before he could say anything about getting a cup of water. Instead, he reached out and pulled Adelaide to him. Before he could stop to think or question, he was clamping his mouth down over hers. One hand slid down to grasp her backside, then used it to press her pelvis toward him.

Why am I doing this? He wondered for only part of a second, then decided he didn’t care.

[theladyadelaide]

Adelaide smiled as she stepped inside, not minding the trouble he’d had with the door. What did she care about such things? The quality of his abode meant nothing to her. She was pleased with him inviting her in like he did though, no need to have to request it. The way his voice had almost rasped it out only made it that much better.

She slipped easily from the confines of his jacket, her arms lifted up to stretch languidly above her head, back arched. The look in his eyes telling her she already had him on her hook. He was staring at her like she was a drink of water in the middle of the desert.

Her lips had parted to say something, but it melted away into just a cool exhaled breath when the tall blond had taken a hold of her, drawing her in against him, his body practically searing his heat into her at every point of contact. Yes, this was why she’d followed him home. Less for his blood, and more just for the way his touch was like fire catching on kindling.

Just a soft pleased sigh passed between her lips into the heat of his mouth. Her fingertips sliding over the fabric of his shirt, up over his chest, along his broad shoulders, and then her fingers laced behind his neck. She didn’t even need to truly hold on to him as he had quite the grip on her already.

Adelaide’s lips moved against his, and she caught his lower lip between hers. The hold she had on him was light, her fangs barely pressed against his skin, careful not to draw blood. It wasn’t time for that yet anyway. She let go after a second to flick her tongue over his lips and lightly roll her hips forward against his. Once, twice, and then she pulled back from his kiss, nails slowly grazed up the side of his neck, a fingertip pressed to his parted lips.

“Aren’t you the eager one?” Her light laugh held a hint of something deeper, darker. Something that was dangerous in a way he probably would never have considered. “I should hope you are as nimble with your fingers as your lips are heavy handed with your kisses.”

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theladyadelaide :

“Thank you darling, it is a rather old name.” She smiled up at him as he very clearly was having difficulty thinking. This was one of her favorite parts, that was for sure. She loved to watch them melt for her, to just give in and allow her to do what she pleased.

“Oh that is alright, the place doesn’t matter. Its the company that does.” Her tone was smooth, suggestive, as she took his arm, hand pressed gently against him. Her fingers curling to run nails lightly over the back of his forearm. “I would definitely appreciate the chance to warm up in such gracious company.”

Her head tilted to rest against Jack’s bicep. “Please lead the way, dear Jack.”

“Yeah.” More seemed required, but his brain felt heavy in its pain, like maybe somebody had shoved a wet blanket in there with the gray matter. He looked down at her, as if her face might hold the answer. 

Mistake. His mind seemed to empty of thoughts, then fill with nothing but Adelaide – moon-shining hair, succulent red lips, the smell of flowers. It was a beautiful way to drown. 

Something, years of discipline, primal instinct, made him get moving. “It’s this way, just a couple of blocks.” A pause as he inhaled again. “What is that? Lilies? Chrysanthemums? Smells like a funeral.”

As soon as that was out, he longed to smack his forehead. What an idiot. “Never mind. Sorry, I don’t know what my problem is tonight.”

Keeping track of where they were was more difficult than he imagined, but he recognized the place after looking past it twice. 

“This is it.” He stopped outside the doors and looked down at her again, small and elegant in his jacket. After a few seconds, he held out his key and smiled. He could read the ‘211′ written on the outside of the tiny envelope. “You’re coming up with me, I hope. I’m pretty sure we can find a way to entertain you.”

[theladyadelaide]

Her footsteps were light at his side, as if she weighed no more than a feather. Dainty fingers gently petting his arm in a soothing fashion. When he looked down at her, she made sure to look back up at him, through her thick lashes. The question making her laugh, voice light and airy. She just gave him a mischievous smile at his apology, there was no need to speak.

Adelaide’s eyes took in the building, her mind making mental notes on as much detail as she could should she need to escape for any reason. Her soft smile turned up to him as he took out his key.

“I don’t believe I could do otherwise, not when such a kind gentleman is offering.” She moved closer to his side, to let her hip brush against his thigh. “It would be an utter shame to refuse your company.”

[scarslookgood-deactivated201707]

theladyadelaide :

She glances up at him from under her lashes, her dainty hands reaching out to touch the warm fabric. “Oh, if you aren’t inconvenienced.” She gave him a small smile, sliding her arms into the warmth of the jacket. “How kind of you~”

There was no mistaking the way he watched her, or the color that rose to his cheeks. Even if she couldn’t have seen it, she could smell it. The scent of his blood a perfume on the air.

“What a strong name.” Her hand lifted up, partly covered by the sleeve of his jacket. Her fingertips pressing lightly on his chest. “Adelaide.” Her nails dragged lightly down the front of his shirt, her tough ending as they passed over his lower stomach. She had turned away, her head moving from side to side as though trying to remember where she was going.

She looked over her shoulder at him, her hair glossy in the moonlight, as it softly framed her face. “I seem to have forgotten. You see I’m new in town and I don’t remember the name of the hotel I was staying at. I don’t suppose you know somewhere I could stay? Even a friend that doesn’t mind a one night house guest.”

“Adelaide.” Jack held it in his mouth like a decadent dessert. There was an almost musical sound to it, the way ocean waves crested and receded. “You don’t hear that much, but it’s pretty.”

He meant to say more but stopped to look down as she drew near again. His jacket was too big for her, but that lent no sense of vulnerability. If anything, she looked more confident: untroubled and in control.

The press of her fingers against his chest made Jack’s heart speed up again, forcing heat to his extremities. He shivered as her nails descended his front, hairs standing on end. The shiver became a shudder when the trail terminated below his navel. He wasn’t an easy mark, but she was making it look easy.

"What?” It was hard to hear over the roar of his blood. “Oh, a place to stay. Yeah, sure.” Where was he staying, though? He’d been punch drunk before, hit in the head until he couldn’t think straight, and it felt like this. All he could do was stare down at the silvery glow of her skin and the darkness of her eyes. His flesh still tingled  where she’d touched.

“I’m not from here, but I’m bunking at one of those pay weekly places downtown.” He held out his arm for her to take, if she wanted. “I can take you, but it’s probably a step down from what you’re used to.” Or two steps down. Or three. “Maybe we can warm you up.”

It was hard to swallow against the pulsing of his throat.

[theladyadelaide]

“Thank you darling, it is a rather old name.” She smiled up at him as he very clearly was having difficulty thinking. This was one of her favorite parts, that was for sure. She loved to watch them melt for her, to just give in and allow her to do what she pleased.

“Oh that is alright, the place doesn’t matter. Its the company that does.” Her tone was smooth, suggestive, as she took his arm, hand pressed gently against him. Her fingers curling to run nails lightly over the back of his forearm. “I would definitely appreciate the chance to warm up in such gracious company.”

Her head tilted to rest against Jack’s bicep. “Please lead the way, dear Jack.”

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theladyadelaide :

She purses her lips in thought before smiling. He was a very well built man, and the scent of him was rather alluring. A light laugh following the smile.

“I don’t need one, but I can’t say I wouldn’t mind one from someone like you.” Her hips swayed as she moved around him, inspecting him. Her fingertips touched the edge of his sleeve.

“Does this sweet soldier have a name?” Her hands lightly gripped his elbow, as if he was actually escorting her somewhere.

The feel of her touch is a little odd but not unpleasant, the way his body tingles after a shock from the electric fence – his nerves maybe, or fatigue. The fingers seem chilly even through his shirt, but it’s hard to tell in the damp night.

“You warm enough?” He holds out his jacket like a sacrificial offering, leaving it open so she can slip into it while he holds it. “I’m just carrying this anyway, might as well you use it.”

Doomed to be a lower-half man for all his born days, the pendulum movement of her hips hypnotizes him. Jack has to drag his eyes away when she asks his name, and a blush starts crawling up into his face. 

“Jack Morrison.” His rank is bitten off at the last second. He doesn’t know why he omits it, she’s not threatening. “What should I call you, ma’am? And where can I take you?”

[theladyadelaide]

She glances up at him from under her lashes, her dainty hands reaching out to touch the warm fabric. “Oh, if you aren’t inconvenienced.” She gave him a small smile, sliding her arms into the warmth of the jacket. “How kind of you~”

There was no mistaking the way he watched her, or the color that rose to his cheeks. Even if she couldn’t have seen it, she could smell it. The scent of his blood a perfume on the air.

“What a strong name.” Her hand lifted up, partly covered by the sleeve of his jacket. Her fingertips pressing lightly on his chest. “Adelaide.” Her nails dragged lightly down the front of his shirt, her tough ending as they passed over his lower stomach. She had turned away, her head moving from side to side as though trying to remember where she was going.

She looked over her shoulder at him, her hair glossy in the moonlight, as it softly framed her face. “I seem to have forgotten. You see I’m new in town and I don’t remember the name of the hotel I was staying at. I don’t suppose you know somewhere I could stay? Even a friend that doesn’t mind a one night house guest.”

[theladyadelaide]

ex-boyscout:

He doesn’t expect to hear a woman’s voice addressing him. This isn’t the time or place. It’s too late, too dark.

Jack turns his head to look and sees nothing. He looks down and sees a woman with dark hair looking up at him. He’s partial to brunettes and her appearance distracts him for a second. The fair-skinned face almost seems to glow with a bluish tinge in the moonlight. Her eyes look red, but he figures it’s just a trick of light.

“I think I’ve got it, thanks. That’s what I soldier for.” He smiles at her a little and nods. “What about you, you’re no bigger than a minute. You need an armed escort somewhere?”

She purses her lips in thought before smiling. He was a very well built man, and the scent of him was rather alluring. A light laugh following the smile.

“I don’t need one, but I can’t say I wouldn’t mind one from someone like you.” Her hips swayed as she moved around him, inspecting him. Her fingertips touched the edge of his sleeve.

“Does this sweet soldier have a name?” Her hands lightly gripped his elbow, as if he was actually escorting her somewhere.

[cdwalker]

theladyadelaide:

Ahaha I must have been gone too long.

Oh? geckos? Aren’t they quite tiny?

[ Snort. ]

They are, but I meant kids. 

[theladyadelaide]

.... You? Kids? Well.. that’s something I wasn’t expecting. Are they cute at least? Also how many??

[cdwalker]

theladyadelaide:

Oh there’s plenty, but they are mostly dead now so no need to think about them.

How have you been?

Savage. I forgot that you tend t’do that.

[ Though… Was maybe moreso that the last few vampires she’d met were more inclined to NOT do that. ] 

Busy. Have a whole litter o’ geckos t’look after now. 

[theladyadelaide]

Ahaha I must have been gone too long.

Oh? geckos? Aren’t they quite tiny?

[theladyadelaide]

cdwalker

If you’re gonna say that and then say y'didn’ miss my pretty scarred up face, I’m gonna be disappointed.

[ Eyebrow waggle. These scars on my eye are all your work MA'AM. ]

Ahaha how could I ever not miss you? Especially those distinguishing scars~

[cdwalker]

Well good. I’m flattered.

Gimme an update then. Any other unfortunate rube whose pants you’ve managed to wile your way into?

[ Only half joking. ]

[theladyadelaide]

Oh there’s plenty, but they are mostly dead now so no need to think about them.

How have you been?

[theladyadelaide]

cdwalker

If you’re gonna say that and then say y'didn’ miss my pretty scarred up face, I’m gonna be disappointed.

[ Eyebrow waggle. These scars on my eye are all your work MA'AM. ]

Ahaha how could I ever not miss you? Especially those distinguishing scars~

[cdwalker]

@theladyadelaide

That so? Breakin’ hearts an’ takin’ names, I imagine.

What brings y’back home now? 

[theladyadelaide]

Oh of course~

I just need a break. Cover some more familiar territory you could say. And perhaps I may have missed a few faces around here.

[cdwalker]

Well hello there Charlie

Ah, the ever promiscuous vampiress makes a valiant return.

Y’been gone a while, Adelaide. Don’ tell me you were on an extended vacation. 

[theladyadelaide]

Hmm.. well you could call it something like that. I’ve been overseas for a while.

[theladyadelaide]

Well lovelies its been a while.

[dontaskconman]

Oh right, right. “Employees”, sorry. *The way he gestures the quotation marks suggests that he might not be sorry at all.*

Employees hired under the false impression of an eventual “bonus”, if that’s even how you can call it. I suppose if actual money is involved it’s not technically the WORST job, but how many people play into this? How is this… ugh, how is it even a business at all!

*No. Nope, no, no. It just doesn’t sit right with him. A lot of businesses of this kind don’t sit right with him, which is why he went freelance in the first place, but. Blood donation. To vampires. It’s one of those snippets of information he’d rather have stayed oblivious about.*

*He groans, perfectly aware that there’s no use questioning something obviously so established, but then returns to narrowing his eyes and clenching his fists in a more stubborn than angry manner.*

I am PERFECTLY controlled right now! Considering I could have spent my night in a much more comfortable manner, or at least worrying about OTHER peoples’ problems rather than my own!

*He stops, suddenly silent as he catches up on the last bit of information.*

…What? Threats? …What threats?

*Suddenly he’s feeling a tad sick to his stomach. What else is going on behind his back that he doesn’t know about? What’s being “neutralized”? No. Okay, no. He’s managed just fine for six years, on his OWN, and this is a trick to throw him off. Isn’t it.*

[theladyadelaide]

She chuckled and gave him a little bit of a smile. “Money makes this world go round Conrad. Do you think we are somehow excluded from that reality?” Her eyes moved to the side, focusing on not quite anything specific. “The total amount I’m not really sure of, but there are those that rely completely on this service rather than hunting.” She sounded a bit disgusted over what she’d just said.

“Is that so?” Her gaze returned to him and they examined him carefully, as if they would see something else there rather than just what he was.

Her shoulders rolled gently as she moved to lean back and get a little more comfortable. “You know I’m not well liked by a significant number of people. You are connected to me whether you like it or not, and well..” She trailed off so he could come to his own conclusion on that tidbit.