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undergrounds2016-06-20 11:08 pm
loveconquersdinosaurs) wrote in undergrounds2016-06-20 11:08 pm
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It was the longest day of the year. Which, naturally, meant it was the shortest night of the year. Which meant that any hunting Thomas wanted to get in, he'd need to work fairly quickly. While there still were plenty of hours in the night, naturally, he had to keep human behavior in mind as well. If he waited too late, then there wouldn't be too many people hanging around. Adding in the fact that he liked to flirt and charm people into going somewhere private with him to feed…well, those things took time, and seeming too determined to be alone with someone could make them suspect something was up.
And so he had to work fast to make sure he didn't seem like he was in a hurry. In the last few hours before sunset, he'd showered, shaved, and made sure all clothes and wig were neatly groomed and in place. Just a bit of wig glue around the outer edges to make sure nothing too embarrassing could happen, and he was up and ready to head out the door.
As he was heading to the nearest bar to start his rounds, however, Thomas caught the sight of someone cutting through an alley. Curious, he decided to check things out. If he was lucky, he'd find he was able to cut his hunt short tonight. If that wasn't the case…well, he could always move on. With his vampire strength and healing, he wasn't exactly concerned with muggers and other potential threats that lurked in the shadows, after all.
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He'd never been here before, but with a name like that, how could he not check it out at least once? While Thomas generally preferred women to men, it was less of a rule, and more a general guideline for when all other things were equal. Like how he preferred sleeping with humans to other vampires, or urban fantasy in his TV shows to historical fiction. If it was good, he didn't really care which he was getting. Jean-Claude, for example, had been one such individual whose good looks and charm would be enough to make Thomas ignore two of his typical guidelines. The dancers that were hired here? Each one was also easily attractive enough to fall into that category as well. Clearly, whoever did the hiring had a very good eye.
Ordering a beer, Thomas decided to settle down and enjoy the show, drinking in the sights. Though the beat of the music drowned out the sound of the dancers' heartbeats, sometimes the steady rhythm almost reminded Thomas of the sound of a pulse, and he pictured the blood pumping through their veins as they poured their energy into the dance, and that made them all the more enticing.
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It was the longest day of the year. Which, naturally, meant it was the shortest night of the year. Which meant that any hunting Thomas wanted to get in, he'd need to work fairly quickly. While there still were plenty of hours in the night, naturally, he had to keep human behavior in mind as well. If he waited too late, then there wouldn't be too many people hanging around. Adding in the fact that he liked to flirt and charm people into going somewhere private with him to feed…well, those things took time, and seeming too determined to be alone with someone could make them suspect something was up.
And so he had to work fast to make sure he didn't seem like he was in a hurry. In the last few hours before sunset, he'd showered, shaved, and made sure all clothes and wig were neatly groomed and in place. Just a bit of wig glue around the outer edges to make sure nothing too embarrassing could happen, and he was up and ready to head out the door.
As he was heading to the nearest bar to start his rounds, however, Thomas caught the sight of someone cutting through an alley. Curious, he decided to check things out. If he was lucky, he'd find he was able to cut his hunt short tonight. If that wasn't the case…well, he could always move on. With his vampire strength and healing, he wasn't exactly concerned with muggers and other potential threats that lurked in the shadows, after all.
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He'd never been here before, but with a name like that, how could he not check it out at least once? While Thomas generally preferred women to men, it was less of a rule, and more a general guideline for when all other things were equal. Like how he preferred sleeping with humans to other vampires, or urban fantasy in his TV shows to historical fiction. If it was good, he didn't really care which he was getting. Jean-Claude, for example, had been one such individual whose good looks and charm would be enough to make Thomas ignore two of his typical guidelines. The dancers that were hired here? Each one was also easily attractive enough to fall into that category as well. Clearly, whoever did the hiring had a very good eye.
Ordering a beer, Thomas decided to settle down and enjoy the show, drinking in the sights. Though the beat of the music drowned out the sound of the dancers' heartbeats, sometimes the steady rhythm almost reminded Thomas of the sound of a pulse, and he pictured the blood pumping through their veins as they poured their energy into the dance, and that made them all the more enticing.
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Of course, he knew it would be far less threatening to pass through and barely act like he noticed her, but that certainly wasn't part of his plan. He was still considering the possibility of convincing her to go back to his place for a quick bite, after all. Also, he was admittedly curious about why she was here. The woman didn't look like she was merely cutting through, and this dark, dirty alley wasn't exactly the place where most women would want to be in the middle of the night.
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This guy, on the other hand, looked more like a drunk human trying to get laid than anything dangerous, though she wouldn't dismiss the possibility outright. He was reasonably attractive and around her age, both of which made her want to distance herself from him. A quick and awkward conversation, as most conversations were for her, and then she would probably be able to escape and continue with her futile search.
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At least, not since the vampires were given the go ahead to run wild it wasn't. It wasn't like he could tell her about that, though, so instead, he stuck with vaguely implying it.
"At least, not lately."
It hadn't been so bad when most vampires were trying to follow the rules, staying within the lines. To humans, it likely looked like the murder and disappearance rate had skyrocketed for no reason.
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"Are you human?" She asked plainly. If he was an ignorant human, he would think she was crazy or laugh it off. Anyone else would produce a flicker of recognition. Except the really good liars. Sometimes they were harder to weed out.
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"I know, hard to believe that my charm and good looks could be entirely natural, but as hard as it may be to believe, I was entirely human when I developed these features." Notably, he made no comment on whether he was human still. "The better question, however," he continued, standing up straight and taking a step toward her, "Is, are you human."
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"Yes," she replied easily, having no reason not to. Technically she would be classified as meta human now, thanks to her abilities, but Ringer hadn't wanted them and would still insist upon being human to anyone who asked. Attractive as he was, his charm didn't sway her much. "Is that a problem?"
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Humans tasted delicious. Not that he was going to add that, and besides, he rather enjoyed being around humans for more than just food, anyway. That was a large part of why he didn't participate in much of this feeding frenzy nonsense going on at the moment, more so than the reason he usually claimed.
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Ringer dropped her arms to her sides, her muscles tense, partly rising up to the balls of her feet. There might be a way to escape this situation with some flirting and charm, but she had never been good at either. Instead, she sighed and tried to play it off as best she could, as if he was a simple human.
"Are you trying to be creepy or is that a side effect of being a playboy?" Her dry tone made it difficult to tell whether she was joking or asking sincerely. In this case, probably a bit of both.
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Though it probably helped that they typically assumed he was human. It certainly made a difference when they had no idea that he might want to feed from them.
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"What's your name?" She asked, not entirely sure why she wanted to know. The better idea would be to suggest he walk away. But she was frustrated in her life and he was something new.
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"Thomas," he answered. "Thomas Raith. And yours?"
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That name felt more true to who she had become than her real name had ever been, even if her other name was the one she still used for school and to rent her apartment. It also tied her to a famous father she'd rather forget. So her new name would suffice, which is why she also failed to provide a surname.
"Thanks for the warning, Raith." She paused, wanting as much to continue down the path of bad choices as to walk away right now. "I should go."
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"Of course, and I assume you'd rather not go to a bar since you don't drink. Maybe somewhere a little quieter?"
Somewhere that it might be easier to bring up certain subjects, preferably where they could speak freely. He wanted to build some trust before outright saying what he was, after all, but it was a subject he really did have to bring up at some point.