;) send over teh adress beutiful and i'll be there soon
[And just as promised he shows up around an hour later, buzzing in for entry, freshly showered, hair a mess of towel dried curls and a few weeks worth of growth on an originally pretty fly shave job. He's even made something of an effort with his outfit, or at least as much of an effort as Cassidy can be expected to make considering his wardrobe and his general fashion taste. She'd told him she liked flowers, so he went with it, a rather gaudy floral jacket with a clashing tank top underneath, and some thankfully tame harem pants and scuffed doc martens. There's an umbrella tucked under one arm too, just in case. He tried, okay? It's as good as she's going to get when he's dressing himself.]
[ Conversely, when the door opens Raina is wearing next to nothing -- although still floral. Barely there lingerie and a sheer, pink robe make up the illusion of modesty. Though there's really none to be found.
But when she sees him and sees the effort made on her behalf, her face lights up in delight. ]
It's flowers.
[ Mismatched, surely. But! He remembered. He made an effort. And that means a great deal to Raina who has been feeling unappreciated and lonely. ]
Come in. The food's still warm.
[ She steps aside. The apartment itself isn't too fancy. Pristine.Modern. Full of fresh flowers and bouquets. And there does seem to be a fondness for the color purple in her interior design. ]
Why the umbrella? I didn't think it was supposed to rain tomorrow.
[When the door opens and he's presented with that sight, Cassidy's eyebrows shoot up and a broad smile spreads, his gaze sweeping up and down a few times as he clears his throat. He genuinely can't remember the last time someone dressed up for him, not when he spends most of his life jumping from one quick lay to the next, so this truly is a nice surprise.]
Holy shite, look at you!
[Perfectly pleased as he briefly leans down for a short, one armed hug and cheek kiss, behaving himself for the moment as he follows that up by stepping inside and taking in the interior. It's fancy as fuck, whether she wants to admit that or not, but most things are fancy compared to what Cassidy is used to.
The approval of it all is clear enough on his eager expression, although he's distracted away from the ogling of home and hostess by the question she asks.
Shit, most the time people just pass the umbrella off as him being "quirky", but this time he's left with the dilemma of lying to her about it or telling the truth and potentially ruining what's already shaping up to be a good night. But Cassidy always did hate lying to friends...]
It's a uh, condition of mine, like. The sun's never really agreed with me... I'm a hundred and nineteen year old vampire. [Beat. Play is casual, Cass.] ... Your home is very lovely.
[ She grins, giving a little twirl to showcase the attire properly before closing the door behind him and sliding the lock into place. Not that anyone would be likely to disturb them, but Raina had lived in Maurtia Falls up until now. It's habit.
Though it seems like she's just locked herself in with something a touch more dangerous than she could have ever anticipated. Raina regards him with sudden fascination. ]
You're a vampire?
[ It's mild disbelief. He certainly doesn't fit the mold of what she's met in this world for vampires. But perhaps because he's different, that's what makes him even more fascinating. ]
No wonder you could hold your breath for so long. So when I invited you over for dinner...you can eat, right? It isn't only blood, right?
[Or just maybe he's been locked in with someone more dangerous than he could have ever anticipated. Either way, there doesn't appear to be much concern from either of them right now.
In fact, Raina looks more interested than worried, which is a reassuring sign for him. Not everyone deals with the news of his "condition" so well, especially not considering the masses of stereotypes about, but he tries to pose himself as non-threatening as possible, still smiling passively as he lays his umbrella by the locked door and walks properly into the apartment, sniffing the air for that tempting Chinese as his attention drifts. Raina, he supposes, also has the benefit of a previous night spent with him.]
Oh, yeah, I still eat. Still drink, still fuck, all the normal shite, really. Lotta false advertisin' about my kind, honestly, y'know how it goes; folk don't want you around so they'll spread whatever bollocks they can. Heh. But it's okay, like! Y'know, i-if you got questions o-or... would rather not. No judgement from me, love. I'm still bloody hungry though, I reckon you at least owe me this Chinese.
[ Raina leads the way into the kitchen where a rather large spread of different containers awaits them. Raina didn't know what Cassidy liked, so she just got a whole lot of the basics. In the meantime, she leans her hip against the counter, eyes wide and curious. He gave her permission to ask questions if she wants, so she's about to ask a ton. At once. ]
So what's true and what's false? Do you need to be invited to come inside? Can you see your reflection in the mirror? Do salt circles keep you at bay? I hope not, with all the sodium in this food.
[ She tilts her head toward the Chinese before dishing herself out a plate of lo mein. Raina is also fancy and opts to eat with chopsticks. ]
And if you can eat normally when do you need the blood?
[Cassidy gladly takes up a perch on one of the stools as he's presented with the array of food, wasting no time in helping himself to a selection of different containers, sniffing each one he selects before dumping half of it on his plate with no thought to clashing tastes or strange mixes. He opts for a fork, hunches forward to get his mouth closer to the plate, and shovels like he hasn't eaten in days. Not exactly romantic, more like letting a stray into the house, but Raina surely has to somewhat expect that by now.]
Blood helps me heal.
[He answers around a mouthful of noodles, sparing her his attention as she lists off questions but not stopping his eating. When he answers it's squeezed in between the shovelling of food.]
Other than that, I don't really have a need or want for it. Most the other stuff is pure shite and fiction. Only truth is sunlight, get me out in the daytime and I'll light up like a Christmas tree, and not in that fancy sparkly way that Twilight goes for.
[ Raina watches Cassidy eat for a moment, mildly stunned by his complete lack of manners and inattention to his attire. He surely is going to be dropping food on it at this rate! But she forces that aside, listening to what he's saying between bites...taking a much smaller one herself and politely chewing as she listens. ]
Thus the umbrella.
[ A glance toward it before Raina eases onto the stool beside him, getting awfully close and a tiny bit handsy -- one leg on his knee. ]
Well, I'm not afraid. I am pretty sure I could take you on if need be. [ Her fingertips stir along his knee. ]
I'm not exactly human myself.
[ The fingertip draws away as Raina presses it against her lips as though she's just told him a saucy little secret before she turns back to her food, taking another bite. ]
[Those wandering fingers get him smirking around a mouthful of Chinese, his gaze drifting down to stare at the path they're taking until they draw away. He was listening, even if partially distracted by the touch, but he was listening.
With a slow swallow of food and soft frown of confusion, his attention settles on her face to try and read it, turning on the stool just enough to better face her.]
Not exactly human?
[His experience doesn't go much beyond "human", "vampire" and "angel clone".]
[ She answers and doesn't answer at the same time, not bothering to explain further what she is for now. Raina reaches out, taking the alcohol he had brought for them and pouring them two glasses. ]
If you had to take a guess what I am, knowing all of the different things that could exist in this world, what would you imagine?
[ Something flattering, Raina hopes. But also, she's curious about how a vampire might categorize her. ]
[There's silence on his end as he thinks on it, food forgotten for the moment. He doesn't know all that many different things in this world, he decides, not beyond vampires, werewolves and robots, but he can draw on his vast amount of media knowledge too, that's fair, he thinks.
Still, he comes to realise that maybe he actually doesn't know all that much about Raina, not considering their first fling didn't involve all that much getting to know each other, except intimately. He knows she's fancy, that she's got a nice apartment and...]
Well, you like plants and that, right? Maybe like a sexy Posion Ivy, y'know the lady in those films who controls vines and that sorta shite? I think she's like part plant, maybe? She really likes flowers too. She also likes killin' people, and doin' hentai levels of bondage. Is... that the sorta thing...?
[Finally, his pointless knowledge of media has come in use in getting something right, or at least steered his guesswork in the right direction. Apparently even the bit about the hentai judging by her initial question, his brows shooting upwards at the mention, because no. No, he has not. He can honestly say in his century of life he's not seen vines do any kind of fucking in the real world.
Slowly he reaches for the glass she'd poured for him, mirroring her sip as he keeps his attention locked on her, openly interested by it all.]
Well. Prettiest flowers, sharpest thorns and all that. Y'do strike me as a bit of a thorny type, no offence there, love.
[She looks like she could kill, he thinks, which is far more thorn than flower.]
[ Raina gives Cassidy a smack on his arm after the remark. ]
Rude! I'm nothing but a delicate lady.
[ She playfully pouts. There's no real attempt to hide her truer nature from him. In fact, Raina imagines she would probably be considered rather dull if Cassidy really thought she was sweet and innocent. That sort of person he doesn't really seem like he'd be comfortable getting on with for long. ]
Anyway, back home I have to live my days as a thorn covered creature. Locked away and not allowed to leave my imprisonment. This world has been far more generous to me. All of that to say, I'm the last person who would think less of you for your vampirism. Actually, I find it rather attractive.
[Her reaction gets a brief scoff of amusement, because he knows for sure that's not true. If Raina's a delicate flower, then he's an English Lord.
He's... not so sure how to react to the concept of a thorn covered creature locked away, though, maybe a question for another day. But right now he has no intention of venturing much deeper into that while she's sitting before him, barely dressed and sending the right sort of signals that don't include "ask me about my imprisonment".]
Yeah? Just makes you even more special, love. Most folk aren't so keen on bloodsuckin' beasts gettin' up close and personal.
[In gratitude he's settling a hand on her knee and leaning over enough to plant a light kiss to her cheek, chaste considering what they got up to during their last meet, but followed up with a low mutter of:] For the record, I find all that plant stuff pretty hot too.
[ It's amazing to her, really. Cassidy likely is a man of many one night stands. And yet, he still finds time to make the person he's with feel like they're the center of his focus. He can still be chaste and sweet, more like a lover than someone who will be gone by the next morning. And Raina does appreciate the romance, as lonely as she has been without Chilton. ]
Well...we can definitely give it a go tonight. I'll give you a night you certainly won't forget.
[ Raina smiles at him playfully, turning back toward her food. ]
[As he draws back, his hand at her knee gives a light squeeze, coupled with the sly smile tugging at the corner of his lips to create a silent assurance that it most certainly won't be a night easily forgotten. Cassidy is highly interested in virtually any new experience he can get his hands on.
He watches her go back to her food for a moment or two, knocking back the rest of his drink before deciding to follow suit, a little slower on his food scoffing this time around, and almost slowing to a halt as he considers the question.]
Oh, the usual adventures across various bars and clubs throughout the land. Nightly tales of gettin' high, of romance and of more than few fights, sometimes all at once. Got meself a job too, pays real money and everythin'.
[Food shovel, mouthful as he questions right back.]
Romance, hm? And who have you been romancing, Mister Cassidy. It certainly hasn't been me.
[ She gives him a playful pout, hardly serious...but it was fun to tease him. He certainly got around, didn't he? And a job, too. No wonder he had actual clothing on that wasn't held together by shoelaces for a belt or what not. But when he counters the question at her, Raina shakes her head. ]
Just work. I'm planning on trying to run for ambassador again. I know I lost the first two times, but...third time's a charm, right?
[ Things had been going so awful that something good must happen sooner or later, right? ]
[No need to answer that first question, he thinks, merely offering her a quick wink between mouthfuls of take-out. He does get around, especially in a world like this where he's not sure what to do with himself beyond drinking and fucking, self motivation is a hard thing even in a world full of super heroes.]
I'd sure as hell vote for yeh. Surprised y'didn't get in on the last two, but honestly, folk are just bleedin' eejits, don't know a good thing when they see it. No one smarter, craftier and better lookin' than you.
[And he's certain all three of those things are needed for a role like Ambassador.]
[ Raina doesn't say it out of modesty, really. She's sure about those things in herself. But Cassidy had only met her for a drunken evening and now a second less drunken evening. She can only assume his motivation is flattery instead of earnest. ]
But I'll be counting on your vote. Who knows. Maybe you'll even be the deciding vote that puts me in office. And you'll be in luck. I imagine the vote won't happen until either next month or December. Night will come early enough where you won't have to drag an umbrella to the polls.
Ah, I'd venture out into the day for a vote like that. Not without an umbrella though, mind you. No offence, like, but there's not much out there worth burnin' alive for.
[He thinks it's a reasonable enough statement. And while plenty of it might be verging on lip service, it's honest enough. Cassidy thinks he's a good judge of character, whether he is or not remains to be seen, but he sees the good in plenty. What he said to her was honest by his own belief, and he defends himself softly.]
I'm serious though. You're a good one, just for givin' an oul fella like me a chance for starters.
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i can bring booze if u need
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But providing the alcohol sounds good. You like Chinese? I can pick us up a little something on the way.
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i can be ther in about an hour if it suits u?
[He for sure needs a shower first, can't show up to a fancy apartment stinking of weed. Even Cassidy has some standards when it comes to romancing.]
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send over teh adress beutiful and i'll be there soon
[And just as promised he shows up around an hour later, buzzing in for entry, freshly showered, hair a mess of towel dried curls and a few weeks worth of growth on an originally pretty fly shave job. He's even made something of an effort with his outfit, or at least as much of an effort as Cassidy can be expected to make considering his wardrobe and his general fashion taste. She'd told him she liked flowers, so he went with it, a rather gaudy floral jacket with a clashing tank top underneath, and some thankfully tame harem pants and scuffed doc martens. There's an umbrella tucked under one arm too, just in case. He tried, okay? It's as good as she's going to get when he's dressing himself.]
action!
But when she sees him and sees the effort made on her behalf, her face lights up in delight. ]
It's flowers.
[ Mismatched, surely. But! He remembered. He made an effort. And that means a great deal to Raina who has been feeling unappreciated and lonely. ]
Come in. The food's still warm.
[ She steps aside. The apartment itself isn't too fancy. Pristine. Modern. Full of fresh flowers and bouquets. And there does seem to be a fondness for the color purple in her interior design. ]
Why the umbrella? I didn't think it was supposed to rain tomorrow.
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Holy shite, look at you!
[Perfectly pleased as he briefly leans down for a short, one armed hug and cheek kiss, behaving himself for the moment as he follows that up by stepping inside and taking in the interior. It's fancy as fuck, whether she wants to admit that or not, but most things are fancy compared to what Cassidy is used to.
The approval of it all is clear enough on his eager expression, although he's distracted away from the ogling of home and hostess by the question she asks.
Shit, most the time people just pass the umbrella off as him being "quirky", but this time he's left with the dilemma of lying to her about it or telling the truth and potentially ruining what's already shaping up to be a good night. But Cassidy always did hate lying to friends...]
It's a uh, condition of mine, like. The sun's never really agreed with me... I'm a hundred and nineteen year old vampire. [Beat. Play is casual, Cass.] ... Your home is very lovely.
[Nailed it.]
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Though it seems like she's just locked herself in with something a touch more dangerous than she could have ever anticipated. Raina regards him with sudden fascination. ]
You're a vampire?
[ It's mild disbelief. He certainly doesn't fit the mold of what she's met in this world for vampires. But perhaps because he's different, that's what makes him even more fascinating. ]
No wonder you could hold your breath for so long. So when I invited you over for dinner...you can eat, right? It isn't only blood, right?
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In fact, Raina looks more interested than worried, which is a reassuring sign for him. Not everyone deals with the news of his "condition" so well, especially not considering the masses of stereotypes about, but he tries to pose himself as non-threatening as possible, still smiling passively as he lays his umbrella by the locked door and walks properly into the apartment, sniffing the air for that tempting Chinese as his attention drifts. Raina, he supposes, also has the benefit of a previous night spent with him.]
Oh, yeah, I still eat. Still drink, still fuck, all the normal shite, really. Lotta false advertisin' about my kind, honestly, y'know how it goes; folk don't want you around so they'll spread whatever bollocks they can. Heh. But it's okay, like! Y'know, i-if you got questions o-or... would rather not. No judgement from me, love. I'm still bloody hungry though, I reckon you at least owe me this Chinese.
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So what's true and what's false? Do you need to be invited to come inside? Can you see your reflection in the mirror? Do salt circles keep you at bay? I hope not, with all the sodium in this food.
[ She tilts her head toward the Chinese before dishing herself out a plate of lo mein. Raina is also fancy and opts to eat with chopsticks. ]
And if you can eat normally when do you need the blood?
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Blood helps me heal.
[He answers around a mouthful of noodles, sparing her his attention as she lists off questions but not stopping his eating. When he answers it's squeezed in between the shovelling of food.]
Other than that, I don't really have a need or want for it. Most the other stuff is pure shite and fiction. Only truth is sunlight, get me out in the daytime and I'll light up like a Christmas tree, and not in that fancy sparkly way that Twilight goes for.
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Thus the umbrella.
[ A glance toward it before Raina eases onto the stool beside him, getting awfully close and a tiny bit handsy -- one leg on his knee. ]
Well, I'm not afraid. I am pretty sure I could take you on if need be. [ Her fingertips stir along his knee. ]
I'm not exactly human myself.
[ The fingertip draws away as Raina presses it against her lips as though she's just told him a saucy little secret before she turns back to her food, taking another bite. ]
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With a slow swallow of food and soft frown of confusion, his attention settles on her face to try and read it, turning on the stool just enough to better face her.]
Not exactly human?
[His experience doesn't go much beyond "human", "vampire" and "angel clone".]
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[ She answers and doesn't answer at the same time, not bothering to explain further what she is for now. Raina reaches out, taking the alcohol he had brought for them and pouring them two glasses. ]
If you had to take a guess what I am, knowing all of the different things that could exist in this world, what would you imagine?
[ Something flattering, Raina hopes. But also, she's curious about how a vampire might categorize her. ]
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Still, he comes to realise that maybe he actually doesn't know all that much about Raina, not considering their first fling didn't involve all that much getting to know each other, except intimately. He knows she's fancy, that she's got a nice apartment and...]
Well, you like plants and that, right? Maybe like a sexy Posion Ivy, y'know the lady in those films who controls vines and that sorta shite? I think she's like part plant, maybe? She really likes flowers too. She also likes killin' people, and doin' hentai levels of bondage. Is... that the sorta thing...?
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Maybe I am. Maybe it's definitely something I've done before with my plant power. I bet you've never been fucked by a vine before, have you?
[ There's a playful quirk of her eyebrows. ]
It wouldn't be the first time I've been compared to Poison Ivy. A shame she's never shown up in this world.
[ Raina reaches out, taking a sip of her drink thoughtfully. ]
What I am is sort of flower related. But not the beautiful parts. I've been stuck with the thorns.
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Slowly he reaches for the glass she'd poured for him, mirroring her sip as he keeps his attention locked on her, openly interested by it all.]
Well. Prettiest flowers, sharpest thorns and all that. Y'do strike me as a bit of a thorny type, no offence there, love.
[She looks like she could kill, he thinks, which is far more thorn than flower.]
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Rude! I'm nothing but a delicate lady.
[ She playfully pouts. There's no real attempt to hide her truer nature from him. In fact, Raina imagines she would probably be considered rather dull if Cassidy really thought she was sweet and innocent. That sort of person he doesn't really seem like he'd be comfortable getting on with for long. ]
Anyway, back home I have to live my days as a thorn covered creature. Locked away and not allowed to leave my imprisonment. This world has been far more generous to me. All of that to say, I'm the last person who would think less of you for your vampirism. Actually, I find it rather attractive.
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He's... not so sure how to react to the concept of a thorn covered creature locked away, though, maybe a question for another day. But right now he has no intention of venturing much deeper into that while she's sitting before him, barely dressed and sending the right sort of signals that don't include "ask me about my imprisonment".]
Yeah? Just makes you even more special, love. Most folk aren't so keen on bloodsuckin' beasts gettin' up close and personal.
[In gratitude he's settling a hand on her knee and leaning over enough to plant a light kiss to her cheek, chaste considering what they got up to during their last meet, but followed up with a low mutter of:] For the record, I find all that plant stuff pretty hot too.
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Well...we can definitely give it a go tonight. I'll give you a night you certainly won't forget.
[ Raina smiles at him playfully, turning back toward her food. ]
What have you been up to since we last spoke?
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He watches her go back to her food for a moment or two, knocking back the rest of his drink before deciding to follow suit, a little slower on his food scoffing this time around, and almost slowing to a halt as he considers the question.]
Oh, the usual adventures across various bars and clubs throughout the land. Nightly tales of gettin' high, of romance and of more than few fights, sometimes all at once. Got meself a job too, pays real money and everythin'.
[Food shovel, mouthful as he questions right back.]
How about you, love?
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[ She gives him a playful pout, hardly serious...but it was fun to tease him. He certainly got around, didn't he? And a job, too. No wonder he had actual clothing on that wasn't held together by shoelaces for a belt or what not. But when he counters the question at her, Raina shakes her head. ]
Just work. I'm planning on trying to run for ambassador again. I know I lost the first two times, but...third time's a charm, right?
[ Things had been going so awful that something good must happen sooner or later, right? ]
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I'd sure as hell vote for yeh. Surprised y'didn't get in on the last two, but honestly, folk are just bleedin' eejits, don't know a good thing when they see it. No one smarter, craftier and better lookin' than you.
[And he's certain all three of those things are needed for a role like Ambassador.]
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[ Raina doesn't say it out of modesty, really. She's sure about those things in herself. But Cassidy had only met her for a drunken evening and now a second less drunken evening. She can only assume his motivation is flattery instead of earnest. ]
But I'll be counting on your vote. Who knows. Maybe you'll even be the deciding vote that puts me in office. And you'll be in luck. I imagine the vote won't happen until either next month or December. Night will come early enough where you won't have to drag an umbrella to the polls.
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[He thinks it's a reasonable enough statement. And while plenty of it might be verging on lip service, it's honest enough. Cassidy thinks he's a good judge of character, whether he is or not remains to be seen, but he sees the good in plenty. What he said to her was honest by his own belief, and he defends himself softly.]
I'm serious though. You're a good one, just for givin' an oul fella like me a chance for starters.
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