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Post by Summer Carson on May 21, 2012 9:40:24 GMT -5
Summer chuckled at his play on her own words. She felt much better. The nervousness was more or less gone. It was good to get the first kiss out of the way no matter how awkward or short or what type. Then people could relax. "The food looks & smells wonderful Summer" He told her and Summer nodded. "Thank you." She told him softly. She moved to the chair of the opposite side of the table from him and then sat gracefully and slowly.
Before long, food was served and Summer took a small bite of bread. The french door were still open and the sun had set. There was a nice cooling breeze moving around the room and Summer was enjoying the feel of it on her skin. She could hear a low rumble of the London traffic down below.
She let a few moments pass and ate a bit before taking a sip of her drink and then sitting back in her chair. "Tell me more about you." Summer asked softy. "When did you go to Greece?" She hesitated visibly for a moment. "Can I ask about your face?" She did not know how sensitive he was about talking about his face. But naturally she had questions about it.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 21, 2012 10:29:31 GMT -5
Rigoletto heard her chuckle, he smiled with her words of -Thank you- He had moved to fallow Summer deciding that here in her home he could be more of old customs, in pulling her chair out for her if she would allow it of him, it was hard not to fall into a life he had lived threw, but at times he had to keep himself in cheek knowing that at some places it would not be so expected. Once she was seated, he moved to the other chair before seating down, as the food was served he took time with it enjoying the meal. He took a sip of his wine as he noticed the time of day, it did not pass him, of the sun was set & soon, it would turn to night with only the moon to take the suns place at least here. He felt the cooling breeze on his unmasked side of his face, it was a comfort & with the french doors open, it was clear that the place was active at night do to the sound though, it was not to great so it was not something that would keep them form speaking. He then heard Summers words -Tell me more about you. When did you go to Greece?- "I went there, in my younger years" Though he saw she hesitated s moment before he heard her speak again -Can I ask about your face?-
He knew that he could not tell her the hole tale, not so much of a trust issue, but because it had been more like a Order mission & he was unsure how much of that mission was know, so it would be wise to not bring it up if, it was meant to not be know of. He was silent a bit, as he though what would be the best answer with out, giving anything greatly away, taking a drink form his glass he finally spoke "It came from any encounter with the Dark Lord"
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Post by Summer Carson on May 21, 2012 10:45:50 GMT -5
He was a gentleman. Summer liked that though again it made him seemed older than he was. Or at least older than he seemed. She watched him though not directly as he ate. She did not want him to feel uncomfortable. She did not comment when he told her when he had been to Greece.
But when he mentioned the dark lord, Summer perked up at little bit. She did not lean either way in this war that was starting. Of course she knew little about it but she knew something was going on. Harry Potter was in the paper often and that book by Rita Skeeter. And Diagon Alley had changed because of the Death Eaters.
"Are you a Death Eather?" She asked now. Summer realized after she had spoken just how dangerous that question could be if he was. She looked down for a moment scolding herself at her own stupidity. "Or did you try to go against Voldemort?" Summer had never been one to shy away from the word.
She had seen a great number of Death eaters and had taken many of them to their vaults. She had a minimal fear for them. Really, they annoyed her. "Who are you Rigoletto? I want to know more about you. I find you interesting." She finished the wine once more and then moved back to her food. Summer did not eat very much and only had a small portion before her.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 21, 2012 11:17:35 GMT -5
There was no missing her question -Are you a Death Eather?-, even if it was just a question there was a danger it held since, those associated with them, with out with out knowing got a bad rap most the time, even if one had tried to change He then heard her next question -Or did you try to go against Voldemort?- "I am not a Death Eater"
Though the things from his past where not much better then, what the D.E. did & because of what he was his rap was not much better, though few knew the true of him being a vampire so for now he was safe form any great threat at least form those that did not know.
"Though there are some that could be classed in both groups & many of them die because of it just as those that stand against him" He was silent before he spoke "I went against him, had things not happened as they did, Voldemort would be dead"
He knew it was true, if things had not happened as they did he would of insure the man was dead, with out thinking about twice about killing the man, though it did not make him much better, it just for the time would stop the killing. He took a drink of his wine, as if to press down the memory of how close he had come to ending this war & also the pain of being betrayed.
With her words that fallowed he listened -Who are you Rigoletto? I want to know more about you. I find you interesting- A beast of the night, he though, it had been close to being spoken in answer as if his inner demon wanted, it known all to clear what he was that, because of it he should not be trusted & should not find any comfort with others that, where not of his own kind.
He knew he was of interested because he did not fit well with the kind of world that was now, lived he fought himself deciding how best to answer her, he decided or more felt him self speak before he got the change to think on it or stop it "A vampire"
It was only after he spoke, that he started to feel the need to run, though he did not, he knew the danger of speaking of it, he knew that with being one many feared what they did not know just as many would not mind killing his kind, if they got the chance. And now, he could not even think to say anything more, you would think with as many lives as he lived he would of not feared so much, but after years of being hunted it was hard not to jump at the though, he just spoke so openly of what he was.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 21, 2012 11:40:23 GMT -5
Summer was thinking about Voldemort now. He had tried to kill the Dark Lord? How many other wished that they could do that. So the scars on his face were battle remains. At least he had done something. Summer brought food to her mouth and was chewing slowly when he spoke a again. "A vampire." He told her.
Summer froze. Every part of her went still. Her eyes met his and then searched his face. He was joking... he had to be joking but yet something inside her told her he was completely serious. Summer swallowed hard. "I'm sorry...what?" She said in a stunned tone. Summer had met creatures before. Werewolves and goblins and such but never a vampire.
Wait... had she just kissed a vampire? She thought about this for a moment. But he was eating food... Summer shook her head. "You are a Vampire?" She was silent for a long time now. Not only did she realize that she sounded ridiculous, but she could not think of anything else to say.
Summer was suddenly finished eating. She had lost her appetite. She stood slowly and then took her plate and wine glass into the kitchen. "Well," She said slowly. She was trying to wrap her mind around this. "I assume you are not going to kill me. You would have done that already... I hope... But this explains some things."
She turned around to lean against the counter and watched him. "How old are you, Rigoletto?" She asked. She had a lot of questions now. But was afraid to ask many of them.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 21, 2012 12:45:58 GMT -5
He could not believe he had just told her what he was & he keep asking him self why, perhaps he was more a fool then he though. How rash could he be, to tell her that she was sure to hate him now or worse, he heard he words -I'm sorry...what? You are a Vampire?- Yet he could not bring him self to answer, to confirm once more what he was he saw her stand, though he remained rooted where he was when he heard her next words -Well. I assume you are not going to kill me. You would have done that already... I hope... But this explains some things- Her words on killing her got his attention, as he glanced at her over his shoulder speaking with out thinking "You would think that low of me, whodunit you?" He had been down the path before, to many times likely the main reason he reacted the way he had. He did not miss her next question -How old are you, Rigoletto?- "Old enough that I have, stopped counting" He rose, before he looked at her "I am sorry...I will go if you want me to Summer" But, if truth be told he almost just said he would leave, as if feeling that his mistake could not be fixed & it was best that he did not press the matter.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 21, 2012 13:01:32 GMT -5
"You would think that low of me, whodunit you?" He asked turning to look at her. Summer looked away for a moment instantly denying it. "I don't think you would." She said softly. She understood his answer to her age question to mean that he was a great deal older than her. It explained the chivalry. Though she liked that. She liked being treated a lady. Having doors opened for her and chairs pulled out. It was classic and now she understood that it was life for him.
"I am sorry...I will go if you want me to Summer" He told her now drawing her from her thoughts. Summer glanced back at him to see him standing. Go? No he did not want him to leave. She just needed to understand. "Please don't." Summer said softly now.
She started towards him slowly. "I...I just...It just took me by surprise." She tried to lighten the mood with a chuckle. Summer took one of his hands in both of hers and smiled softly. "I'd like to know more." She told him looking up at his face. "I want to understand." Summer began to lead him back to the living room and then paused. "Would you like to have a little tour as we talk?" She asked him.b
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 21, 2012 13:22:06 GMT -5
He did not miss her words -I don't think you would- To his words that had been perhaps harsh, he was ready to leave with a word form her, not really expecting any less since, few exepted hiw once they knew. Though he was pulled form his thoughs to leave when, he heard her words -Please don't- He looked at her, when he head her next words -I...I just...It just by surprise- Of course it would be, of course the timing on his part did not help ether. He felt Summer take one of his hands in both of hers, as she smiled & he was still trying to take in that she had not told him to go. With her words that fallowed -I'd like to know more. I want to understand- "Understand?" It was more a shock, on what she wanted to understand before be spoke again "And what is it you want to know?" Now with the truth there was any number of things she could ask, though he could not say how he would answer. He felt her lead him back into the living room, he did not fight her with her words that fallowed -Would you like to have a little tour as we talk?- He knew that she at least trusted him, not to do anything rash. "I would like that" Perhaps with the tour he would be able to think perhaps more.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 21, 2012 14:07:49 GMT -5
Summer turned him and moved for the hallway. He had already seen all the rooms out here of course. "There are a lot of things I want to know." She told them as they walked. "I just don't really know how to ask. She was walking beside him now and stilling holding his hand. Unlike the haunted house at the carnival, this time it was because it felt nice and she wanted to comfort him. There were many framed pictures on the hallway walls and Summer pointed out pictures of her family and friends. "How did you become a vampire?" She asked timidly. "Were you born that way or were you bitten?" They came to the first room. It was a spare bedroom. "I have two bedrooms other than my own." She told him opening the door and turning on the light. The room was fairly large with a dark wood framed queen sized bed. There was a wardrobe and a desk with a chair. The wood floor had a stark white carpet in the center of the room. "I don't have very many guests however." She added with a bit of sadness in her voice. "I'd like to have guests but a lot of my friends don't agree with muggle living and my family doesn't agree with magical living." When they left the room, Summer continued down the hall to a bathroom. As was everything else here, this room was well decorated and spacious. Summer liked the look of wood and that showed in this room as well. The Sink and commode were a modern style and the tub was a hot tub as well. As odd a it was to say, Summer liked this room. There was a towel from earlier on the side of the tub and Summer blushed a little as she took it and tossed the towel into a hamper. There was another door here leading to her bedroom. She passed through the bathroom to her room and turned on the light here. "You can eat human food..." She started speaking again. "Do you drink...blood as well?" Her room was wonderful to her. It had taken some time to get it just the way she wanted it. There was plenty of storage space and she loved the ceiling lights. "This is my room." She told him a little shy. "You must have seen so much in all of your years on earth." Summer said now as she released him and moved further into the room. "What are your favorite experiences?" First Bedroom cdn.home-designing.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/warm-Green-bedroom-by-RyoSakaZaQ-582x436.jpgBathroom interiorarchitectures.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/bathrooms-3.jpgSummer's Room www.deerydesign.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Designer-Bedrooms-3.jpg
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 21, 2012 14:50:11 GMT -5
Rigoletto heard Summers words -There are a lot of things I want to know- He was sure that she did -I just don't really know how to ask- "I would say just ask, I might not be able to answer, but I will do what a can not to take your questions, to hard" She was still holding his hand, he enjoyed it.
He took in everything that was around, the pictures she pointed, when he heard he question -How did you become a vampire? Were you born that way or were you bitten?- "I was bitten, though I think me changing was a mistake, since I do not remember the changing"
He heard her next words -I have two bedrooms other than my own- she turned on the light & he took in the room, the room was fairly large with a dark, with a wood framed queen sized bed. There was as a wardrobe and desk with a chair. The wood floor had a stark white carpet in the center of the room. He heard her next words -I don't have very many guests however- He was surprised to hear that, he then heard her speak again before he asked why none came here -I'd like to have guests but a lot of my friends don't agree with muggle living and my family doesn't agree with magical living-
The next room was a bath room, that was set in more a modern style, though it looked comfortable. As she lead on he the passed threw the bathroom, when she turned on the light he saw another room it was bigger then the other one so far. He heard her question -You can eat human food- "I can" When he heard her words that fallowed -Do you drink...blood as well?- "At times though it is rare, at least compared to others that are vampires as well" Though he then heard her answer, to what the room was -This is my room- "You have good tastes Summer, all the rooms have been chosen well" He then heard her next words -You must have seen so much in all of your years on earth- "I have" Though it was good & bad, it was hard to see your friend's die & there was nothing you could do about it. When he heard her words to fallow he though about it -What are your favorite experiences?- "I would think my time in the hidden city of Shangri-La"
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Post by Summer Carson on May 21, 2012 15:53:41 GMT -5
Summer moved to her bed. It was the only place they could both sit in here. She did not have a secondary motive. Although if she were to think about it. Summer could think of a number of things she wouldn't mind doing. She patted the bed beside her. "Sit?" She asked. "Thank you." She said again about the compliment on her decorating skills. "I would think my time in the hidden city of Shangri-La" He told her and Summer sighed.
"Beautiful." She told him. "I would have loved to have seen it. How long ago was that?" She shifted crossing her legs under her. Summer loved talking. She loved learning about new things and the thought that he may have been around for so many of the historical milestones fascinated her.
"What were you before a vampire?" She blushed a little. "I'm sorry...that was not the way I meant to ask that." Summer looked down. "I mean... What was your profession before you became a vampire? Do you remember what you did or your family?"
Her mind skipped to a whole other topic then. "Do you have fangs? I didn't see any..." It was safe to say that she had accepted him. She did not even think about his scars anymore. Summer had never been a very judgmental person. She had simply not been raised that way. She took the clip from her hair and the brown loose curls feel down among her shoulders.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 21, 2012 16:31:37 GMT -5
Rigoletto saw Summer move to the bed, taking a seat with her words of -Sit- He at first did not move before, he did taking a seat beside her on the bed. He then heard her words of -Thank you- He heard Summer sign before her next words -Beautiful. I would have loved to have seen it. How long ago was that?- "It was quite some time ago, though it was a time in my life that it greatly helped me & it was peaceful there, something that helped me deal with everything that was going on, in my life at the time" But, it was odd to of found a place so peaceful, when for some time he had known really nothing, but war in some form.
He heard her next words -What were you before a vampire? I'm sorry...that was not the way I meant to ask that. I mean... What was your profession before you became a vampire? Do you remember what you did or your family?- "I remember my family, though some days better then others. But, for the most part I was of a noble family, school well & for a time perhaps, a bit to stuck on my self, though by change I learned form one below me the meaning of many things mostly, the power of love & loyalty, so with it I wanted to become better & do better, then my family before not that they were bad, it was just I did not know what I had"
He heard her next words -Do you have fangs? I didn't see any- "Quite a jump in topics, but yes I do" He saw her take the clip from her hair and the brown loose curls feel down among her shoulders.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 21, 2012 17:00:57 GMT -5
"Noble... Summer repeated. "Like royalty or just wealthy?" She shook her head. "Not that that matters. I think you know a bit of my views on money." She grinned. "But it would be good to know if I have a King sitting on my bed..." She joked. "But your mentor is right of course. Money is held so high in the eyes of many. But a poor person can be just as happy."
When he told her that yes he did have fangs, Summer sat up a little straighter. Was she a fang-girl? no... It was a natural curiosity however. She turned her body towards him now and then scooted a little closer till her leg touched his.
'Can I see?" She asked meeting his eyes. "Please?" She smiled. "I have never met a vampire before. Excuse me if I bother you with my questions and such... I have met werewolves though never in wolf form except for Fenrir but he is not technically ever really out of wolf form from what I hear. I tend to avoid them, the dea... well the supporters of... him whenever I can." She was rambling. Summer smiled again.
She tilted her head slightly "I'm not bothering you am I? I could... stop talking..." Summer did not want him to think that she was an idiot. She wasn't. Summer just liked to learn everything she could. She had feared vampires all this time. And now had finally gotten to meet one and fine vampires were not so bad. Though she doubted that the others were like this man.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 21, 2012 17:33:22 GMT -5
With her first words of -Like royalty or just wealthy?- "Royalty, though after the change I cannot say I was as well excepted" Some did, but more feared him & what he might do, so it was a lose ether way. With her words of -Not that that matters. I think you know a bit of my views on money- "Yes, you made that very clear"
Though with her grin, he could not help, but return it. At her next words he smiled -But it would be good to know if I have a King sitting on my bed- "If I were, it would give me more reason to treat you like a Queen" -But your mentor is right of course. Money is held so high in the eyes of many. But a poor person can be just as happy- "Most the time poor people have more, even though they do not have as much money"
He felt her scoot closer to him, until her leg touched his he looked at her at the touch before he heard her words. -Can I see? Please? I have never met a vampire before. Excuse me if I bother you with my questions and such... I have met werewolves though never in wolf form except for Fenrir but he is not technically ever really out of wolf form from what I hear. I tend to avoid them, the dea... well the supporters of... him whenever I can- He smiled lightly at her words though he could not help, but grin more as she spoke on -I'm not bothering you am I? I could... stop talking-
He could not help it with out really knowing what came over, him he moved to kiss Summer on the lips, though he did not press for more then that, not wanting her to feel he was pushing her for anything. Only when he drew away did he speak "You might have meet one & not even known it" As he spoke he allowed his fangs to grow, though it had taken time it was something he could do & in many ways he was grateful for it.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 21, 2012 18:51:25 GMT -5
Royalty and obviously not a King. "I hardly have the beauty or the disposition of a queen, Professor." Summer told him looking down for a moment. His kiss was unexpected. Summer let out a sound of pleasure at the contact. A mixture of a moan and whimper in one. It was very faint however. She was not aware of the good hearing he had. She leaned slightly towards him kissing back. When he ended the kiss, Summer was silent. She liked kissing him.
"You might have meet one & not even known it" Rigoletto told her and Summer nodded slowly. "That's true." She whispered. She was watching his mouth and the fangs as then began to show themselves. Long and sharp. They looked deadly. Summer chuckled softly at the thought. Of course they were deadly.
Summer could not help to wonder what they would feel like against her skin. Would a vampire's bite hurt? Was it sexual like some of her friends claimed? She had not clue to the answers and could not bring herself to ask though the questions were instantly clouding her mind. Summer took one hand and ran her thumb over his lips softly feeling the fangs behind them. "What would you like to do?" She asked in a low voice. "Do you have any questions for me? Or were you still hungry?" Summer did not know what to say right now.
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