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prismatica2020-06-29 09:11 pm
diplous) wrote in prismatica2020-06-29 09:11 pm
Entry tags:
- 19 days: mo guanshan,
- angel beats: yuzuru otonashi,
- beastars: haru,
- castlevania: lenore,
- ergo proxy: re-l mayer,
- homestuck: dave strider,
- mahou sensei negima: evangeline macdowel,
- mahou sensei negima: konoka konoe,
- mcu: peter quill,
- original character: ambrosine,
- original character: rey,
- overwatch: soldier 76,
- the rising of the shield hero: naofumi
[ VIDEO ] | un: jasminum
( when the feed starts, lenore comes to view sitting primly in a very plush looking couch, and she waves a bit with the hand she’s not holding her communicator with, smiling sweetly at the camera. it took her awhile, but she got the gist of how to use it easily enough. what a quaint little thing.
the place she’s in seems to be the lodgings that they'd been promised after helping with excavations, considering hers is currently occupied, but the curtains are drawn shut to keep the sun out, so it’s a little dim inside what with the only source of light being a lamp behind the camera despite it being the middle of the day. not that she’d die from it now with the medication she was provided, she’s just not really fond of it anyway. )
Before I begin, I suppose it’d be better if I introduce myself first.. technically a second time now, but for those who've missed it. ( she’s twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers, contemplative. she knows the possible risk she’s taking and concludes with: it could be interesting. ) My name is Lenore, and some of you might’ve already chanced on seeing me around before.
( the redhead leans back on her chair to get more comfortable, better than sitting so properly anyway. she even tilts her head a bit and finally she resigns to whatever it was she seemed to be mulling over, and returns her gaze to look at the camera. )
I’m here because I’ve found myself in a bit of a conundrum. You see, ( she parts her lips slightly, her tongue briefly painting over one of her fangs before continuing. ) I’m hungry.
( the camera shifts slightly because it seems she went to go reach for something. a blood pill. she shows that to the camera as well as she toys with it between her fingers. )
While these things are well and good, I’m afraid they’re not quite to my taste. ( and she hasn’t even tried the blood of a moonblessed yet, ) And I was hoping that we could come to an agreement of sorts.
( then she pauses for a moment, then laughs. right, silly her. she should explain better. )
I’m a vampire, and I figure it’d be best if I don’t shock people with that sort of information, I’d rather not have people assume I’m going to eat them, unless -- that’s the sort of thing you like. I’d hardly be one to judge.
( with a flick, the pill is launched without much care. as she said, she doesn’t really like it. why would she? it’s like being given a nutritional block for food and told to subsist off of it, which she wouldn’t do either. she eats the things humans do for enjoyment, after all. lenore is of the type to indulge the finer things in life, and this is one of the things she enjoys. )
I’m not asking to take a bite out of you either, nor am I going to bleed you dry. ( unless they’re into that, in which they can talk about that too! ) I just want to drink, as I haven’t fed properly in some time. We can work out the details of what you’ll get in return as compensation, naturally, and how we’d go about it. You’re free to state your expectations on either end. Whether it be chroma or a favor, or some other creative thing you want of me. I’ll see what I can do. You’ll find that I’m quite flexible to work with.
( there was a clinic or another that showed her how drawing blood and storage works, not that she’s against using her teeth. she just needs the volunteer or five or ten to get a nice supply going. )
If you’re shy, feel free to reach out privately. If you have questions, I'll do my best to answer them. Goodbye now!
( and she ends the feed with a happy little wave. leave her messages! )
[ tldr; lenore's hungry, doesn't like the blood pills the hospital gives and wants to try the blood of a moonblessed. she offers to compensate them one way or the other in the preferred currency or some such of whoever would let her bleed 'em. ]
the place she’s in seems to be the lodgings that they'd been promised after helping with excavations, considering hers is currently occupied, but the curtains are drawn shut to keep the sun out, so it’s a little dim inside what with the only source of light being a lamp behind the camera despite it being the middle of the day. not that she’d die from it now with the medication she was provided, she’s just not really fond of it anyway. )
Before I begin, I suppose it’d be better if I introduce myself first.. technically a second time now, but for those who've missed it. ( she’s twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers, contemplative. she knows the possible risk she’s taking and concludes with: it could be interesting. ) My name is Lenore, and some of you might’ve already chanced on seeing me around before.
( the redhead leans back on her chair to get more comfortable, better than sitting so properly anyway. she even tilts her head a bit and finally she resigns to whatever it was she seemed to be mulling over, and returns her gaze to look at the camera. )
I’m here because I’ve found myself in a bit of a conundrum. You see, ( she parts her lips slightly, her tongue briefly painting over one of her fangs before continuing. ) I’m hungry.
( the camera shifts slightly because it seems she went to go reach for something. a blood pill. she shows that to the camera as well as she toys with it between her fingers. )
While these things are well and good, I’m afraid they’re not quite to my taste. ( and she hasn’t even tried the blood of a moonblessed yet, ) And I was hoping that we could come to an agreement of sorts.
( then she pauses for a moment, then laughs. right, silly her. she should explain better. )
I’m a vampire, and I figure it’d be best if I don’t shock people with that sort of information, I’d rather not have people assume I’m going to eat them, unless -- that’s the sort of thing you like. I’d hardly be one to judge.
( with a flick, the pill is launched without much care. as she said, she doesn’t really like it. why would she? it’s like being given a nutritional block for food and told to subsist off of it, which she wouldn’t do either. she eats the things humans do for enjoyment, after all. lenore is of the type to indulge the finer things in life, and this is one of the things she enjoys. )
I’m not asking to take a bite out of you either, nor am I going to bleed you dry. ( unless they’re into that, in which they can talk about that too! ) I just want to drink, as I haven’t fed properly in some time. We can work out the details of what you’ll get in return as compensation, naturally, and how we’d go about it. You’re free to state your expectations on either end. Whether it be chroma or a favor, or some other creative thing you want of me. I’ll see what I can do. You’ll find that I’m quite flexible to work with.
( there was a clinic or another that showed her how drawing blood and storage works, not that she’s against using her teeth. she just needs the volunteer or five or ten to get a nice supply going. )
If you’re shy, feel free to reach out privately. If you have questions, I'll do my best to answer them. Goodbye now!
( and she ends the feed with a happy little wave. leave her messages! )
[ tldr; lenore's hungry, doesn't like the blood pills the hospital gives and wants to try the blood of a moonblessed. she offers to compensate them one way or the other in the preferred currency or some such of whoever would let her bleed 'em. ]
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She does wonder if she could extend her stay here, but that hardly seems sustainable. Not when she's looking to save enough Chroma to move out of her starter apartment soon. It's rather crowded, and she misses the solace she can find in silence. An apartment complex offers very little in the ways of that especially for one with such heightened sense of hearing.
The comment about the discrepancy between her and his idea of vampires does at least make her laugh, crossing her arms with a curious uptick of her brow.
"I'm terribly sorry to disappoint on that front." She doesn't look it. "Is that what your experience with them has been like?"
The first one he's met, she means. And well, before he goes on into rambling she gestures for him to sit if he'd like. It's the very same couch that he'd just seen her on through the video earlier. There's no sense in letting her guest stand.
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Even still, he's trudging through and the cross armed, eyebrow up look actually calms him. She seems down to earth and he appreciates that he doesn't have to feel at unease. Which makes him uneasy and he's in a battle with his own brain to see which part of that wins out. "It's alright, I won't hold it against you. But, nah. Kanaya's her name. She's..." For a moment Dave adjusts his glasses back into place, trying to think of how to put it. "Different than old classic movies too. Just like you." That was a compliment, Dave. Tell them it was a compliment. Oh. Somewhere to sit. He does that while rambling, nothing stops that train and tries to figure out if he should cross his leg, or maybe leave it on the floor. After attempting both, he goes with the idea to lay down that he meant what he said in a positive way. "I mean that in a good way. Like a compliment."
Good job.
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"Quite the poet, aren't you?" While not tongue-tied, he does seem to like to ramble on. Sometimes with terms and concepts she can't quite grasp. She hardly minds it, but she also can't really help but pull his leg if that's his idea of a compliment. Not that she's not taking it regardless? It's the thought that counts, or something.
Well, now that he's seated (albeit restlessly), she joins him on the plush couch, legs crossed, leaned back, forearm resting on her knee. Comfortable.
"I'm not going to attack you. Breathe." She's certainly in no rush. "You came here of your own will, and you're free to walk away from the whole thing if that's what you want at any point. I promise I don't bite."
...
Hm..
"Until invited."
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"Ha!" He got the joke, that was a good icebreaker and he decided to try to calm himself down by putting both his hands behind his head and leaning back. "Nah, it's not I think you can keep me here, you couldn't if you tried. It's that I'm—" A multitude of things, someone who hadn't really made a face to face connection in months that wasn't Karkat being one of them. "Y'know just vibing." That covered it, right?
"So, since you're goin' to be the first lady I ever said 'bite me' to, let alone they're gonna do it. How do you want this to work?" He knew it didn't have to be, and wouldn't be right away, but he wanted to at least get the talk out of the way. "'Cause if I don't get on topic, I don't think I'm going to and I know me. I'll say, or do something awkward and then I'll just want to go based on that alone."