[He's honestly this close to retorting 'you got yourself up here; you can get yourself down,' especially given that attitude, which is not exactly endearing, cute fluffiness aside.
In the end however, his curiosity gets the best of him and he unlocks and opens the window, although he doesn't look particularly happy about it.]
[He clambers in with all the grace and coordination one can expect from Cassidy, which is to say "not much", especially having to deal with new fluffy limbs, a tail and paws.
The attitude is hard to prevent when he's full of bristling defensiveness of his own dumb actions, but as he finally dusts himself off after having flopped onto the floor, he can't help but let his fluffy shoulders slump with a sigh.]
I just... I wanted to know you were doin' alright. Like, that you'd found some place nice.
[Upon closer examination, it's amazing how much the animal resembles Cassidy while still looking like a raccoon; a little scrawny and mangy... there are probably tattoos under that fur.]
I find that a little hard to believe, actually. A more plausible story would be that any concern you might have is for my benefactor, given your questions earlier.
[What, you never seen a tattooed raccoon before?!]
Alright, fine, maybe that was part of it. But jaysus, mate, if you've shacked yourself up with Raina, I think it's you I need to be worryin' about, not her.
[He can't help a soft chuckle as he swaggers waddles on hind legs through the room, perfectly familiar with the layout of the apartment.]
Honestly though, I'm glad for yeh, really I am. She's a good lady.
[He's aware already that Cassidy and Raina are friends, and the fact that Cassidy knows this is her place confirms just how good a friend she is. Not that he's really surprised.
His lips twitch a little at Cassidy's 'concern.'] She's a very formidable lady, but you needn't worry about me.
[Don't forget who you're talking to, Cassidy. Speaking of which—]
Oh, yah, bit of a new development since I got back.
[Stating the obvious there, unless Cassidy had somehow magically kept the secret of shapeshifting powers from Eccarius for months, which is... unlikely.]
I got some proper upgrades this time 'round. All the high end vampire shite. Didn't even have to murder anyone for it.
[Cass wanders over to the fancy couch and scrambles onto it, beating his tiny paws into a cushion to arrange it comfortably. Hopefully Raina won't mind a few claw marks and fur on her furniture. Eccarius can try explaining that one.]
Hey, no, don't get bitter at me for that. You got the same shite I do, and none of us even had to bite no one to get it. [Pointing an accusatory claw.]
You got a special favour. You got all this damn power and you don't have to do a bloody thing for it.
[Well, not the mass murder of before, anyway. He's not including the occasional top up of blood as a "thing" that needs doing, seeing as it's instinctual as drinking water for vampires of their age.]
You don't have to do what you did. A-and you said yourself that you haven't been. I just figured... maybe that is your special favour?
It's true that he doesn't feel the same compulsion, and his powers don't seem to be fading any without it. Although possibly the dick biting helped there.
His mouth twists a bit wryly.] Lucky me, I suppose.
[Not that it's done him that much good. Relationship-wise, anyway.]
Oh, don't give me that! We didn't earn shite, none of us did!
[Eccarius may be an ambitious and driven fellow compared to Cass' total lack of compulsion or effort, but far as he sees it neither of them got their vampirism or magical port powers for a reason or because they're special. Eccarius might have even died for his sins, but Cassidy is pretty sure he'll probably follow the same path eventually. Eventually someone or something will get him killed and it'll be entirely his own fault.]
Back home, it was more a question of approaching it slowly. I thought it would be better to get you used to the idea in stages.
Has it even occurred to you that the reason I didn't mention all of that here was exactly for the reason you just mentioned? A second chance. Not only at life, but for happiness as well. Happiness for you and me both.
Have you even stopped to consider that I knew you orchestrated my murder, and yet I did nothing. I was willing to leave it in the past, horrible monster that I am.
[Mumbled under his breath with an eyeroll, but he falls silent again to listen and consider, furry face lowered slightly, mostly to sullenly avoid eye contact.
The other point, though... the bit about the murder... well, it's something to think on. It's something he has thought on, and he still can't make sense of what it means.]
[He'll take a step closer and bend down to glare at the furry little shit. Stop being cute, dammit.]
Because as it turns out, I would rather love you than kill you. Oh yes, fine—I was angry at first. I mean really, who wouldn't be? But then I came to believe that 'Love Conquered All.'
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In the end however, his curiosity gets the best of him and he unlocks and opens the window, although he doesn't look particularly happy about it.]
Explain yourself, please.
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The attitude is hard to prevent when he's full of bristling defensiveness of his own dumb actions, but as he finally dusts himself off after having flopped onto the floor, he can't help but let his fluffy shoulders slump with a sigh.]
I just... I wanted to know you were doin' alright. Like, that you'd found some place nice.
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I find that a little hard to believe, actually. A more plausible story would be that any concern you might have is for my benefactor, given your questions earlier.
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Alright, fine, maybe that was part of it. But jaysus, mate, if you've shacked yourself up with Raina, I think it's you I need to be worryin' about, not her.
[He can't help a soft chuckle as he
swaggerswaddles on hind legs through the room, perfectly familiar with the layout of the apartment.]Honestly though, I'm glad for yeh, really I am. She's a good lady.
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His lips twitch a little at Cassidy's 'concern.'] She's a very formidable lady, but you needn't worry about me.
[Don't forget who you're talking to, Cassidy. Speaking of which—]
Since when can you bloody shapeshift?
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[Stating the obvious there, unless Cassidy had somehow magically kept the secret of shapeshifting powers from Eccarius for months, which is... unlikely.]
I got some proper upgrades this time 'round. All the high end vampire shite. Didn't even have to murder anyone for it.
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[He snorts a little at the last comment. Hey, murder is a lot of work sometimes.]
A reward for clean living, no doubt. How nice.
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Hey, no, don't get bitter at me for that. You got the same shite I do, and none of us even had to bite no one to get it. [Pointing an accusatory claw.]
Maybe... Maybe you got it for a reason.
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I got what I had. The Porter didn't do me any special favors.
[There's a pause while he tilts his head.]
What are you talking about?
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[Well, not the mass murder of before, anyway. He's not including the occasional top up of blood as a "thing" that needs doing, seeing as it's instinctual as drinking water for vampires of their age.]
You don't have to do what you did. A-and you said yourself that you haven't been. I just figured... maybe that is your special favour?
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It's true that he doesn't feel the same compulsion, and his powers don't seem to be fading any without it. Although possibly the dick biting helped there.
His mouth twists a bit wryly.] Lucky me, I suppose.
[Not that it's done him that much good. Relationship-wise, anyway.]
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[Eccarius may be an ambitious and driven fellow compared to Cass' total lack of compulsion or effort, but far as he sees it neither of them got their vampirism or magical port powers for a reason or because they're special. Eccarius might have even died for his sins, but Cassidy is pretty sure he'll probably follow the same path eventually. Eventually someone or something will get him killed and it'll be entirely his own fault.]
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I'm talking about the special powers, not vampirism in general.
[Cassidy of all people should know how Eccarius feels about vampires.]
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Yeah, and y'didn't earn those either.
[A sullen little sniff as curls his scraggly tail around himself, running his fingers through it. Tails are weird...]
My point is, you don't need to do any of that shite here. Maybe you got a second chance at some of this shite.
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[Yes, that... certainly is a tail. His own kitty tail is much less overstated. More refined, as it were.]
You didn't think that a week ago when you attacked me.
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[He's just more willing to sit down and talk than immediately go on the offensive now that he's settled back into this world.]
You lied, back home and here. Don't try and play the bloody victim here.
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Has it even occurred to you that the reason I didn't mention all of that here was exactly for the reason you just mentioned? A second chance. Not only at life, but for happiness as well. Happiness for you and me both.
Have you even stopped to consider that I knew you orchestrated my murder, and yet I did nothing. I was willing to leave it in the past, horrible monster that I am.
[...eventually]
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[Mumbled under his breath with an eyeroll, but he falls silent again to listen and consider, furry face lowered slightly, mostly to sullenly avoid eye contact.
The other point, though... the bit about the murder... well, it's something to think on. It's something he has thought on, and he still can't make sense of what it means.]
But... why?
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Because as it turns out, I would rather love you than kill you. Oh yes, fine—I was angry at first. I mean really, who wouldn't be? But then I came to believe that 'Love Conquered All.'
[He scoffs.] Clearly I live in a fantasy world.
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Christ, you're a sappy shite.
[But it's not a dig, especially when followed up with:]
Terrible taste in fellas too.
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[Not that agreement stops him from looking annoyed by that, for the moment anyway.]
Are we finished, then?
[Whether for tonight or forever hovering ominously in the air.]
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[And he didn't at all stalk Eccarius of his own choice.]
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You probably have fleas.
[That's not a 'no.']
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Nah, not even fleas would find me worth eatin'.
[Self-hate as jokes ahoooooy.]
Go fetch us a fancy bottle from the alcohol cupboard, would yeh, love?
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He lifts an eyebrow.] Rather picky for a furry little scavenger, aren't you?
[But fine, he'll fetch one. Hopefully Raina won't mind.]
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