prince of men face? [open]

[fitzroyal]

 Henry hasn't been out and about for a while, but he's descended tonight, early in the evening. He looks fairly normal - with things going better with Anita, the color of his eyes is almost back to human hazel, just a touch darker than they should be, and he could pass for a rather anemic human being. He seems relaxed, if a little bit thoughtful,

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After the habitual three, it might be exaggerating a little >.>

[only_paul]

Paul isn't going to be happy to see you, Henry. After all this time, he thought you were gone. He thought perhaps the Master Vampire had left the Mansion. He was starting to have some sort of hope for himself.

And now. Now.

He's staring at the vampire's back, eyes on fire, and feeling desperate for a stake, which, for once, he left in his room.

Still has the garlic in his pockets, though, for what uselessness it has.

Oh, but this will be such fun!

[fitzroyal]

Henry would be very upset if you tried to stake him. We imagine other people might be, too. Namely Anita. And Henry didn't really want to see you either. But he is busy. Praying.

Although now that he's aware of Paul, his thoughts fragment and he almost feels his eyes darken. He remembers Helen. Still feels guilty for how that went, how it ended. It shouldn't have...his mistake, he knows that. But he was under an influence that night. And...

Well, no, he can understand. It's still frustrating.

"Paul," he says, finally, tucking the crucifix resignedly back under his shirt. "Isn't it?"

Probably more for us than for them! >.>

[only_paul]

Paul doesn't look happy to see you, Henry.

"Mr. Fitzroy," he says, and his tone is bland, his hand is shaking. "I see we meet again."

Where is my Helen, he wants to yell at Henry. What have you done with her? She left me. LEFT ME. Said she didn't love me.

He is (with due reason) absolutely irate about this and angry, and that probably oozes out of him, despite the calmness of his tone.

...a bit.

[fitzroyal]

Henry isn't particularly happy to see you either, Paul, but he is doing a considerably better job of hiding it. And just looks evenly at Paul. "Apparently so."

And you smell like food, at the moment. Blame the fact that he doesn't like you.

[only_paul]

Well, that's definitely rich, Paul says. You should be sorry. And the fact that you're not really bothering to grovel just proves that you have no soul, Henry. :|

And then, inexplicably...

"She left."

[fitzroyal]

Henry says he already apologized, and it did absolutely no good, so he's not going to bother lowering himself again. We never said that Henry wasn't proud. He is, after all, an honorary Lannister.

His eyebrows shoot up, though, at that pronouncement.

"Left? You mean, vanished?"

Because as far as he knows, he's the only one Pandora has ever offered that particular out to.

[only_paul]

And Paul, given the themes of his world of origin and his own proclivities, might have been deemed a stubborn Targaryen. How's that for sorting?

He nods once, eyes still blazing with hatred. "She slapped me, said she didn't love me anymore, and that I should forget her. Then she vanished."

And it's all your fault.

[fitzroyal]

Excellent sorting. :D

Henry blinks, slightly. "You are aware that it is next to impossible to truly leave this place? Meaning that in all likelihood, she's gone back to whatever world you both came from."

Coolly, because he will not be anything else, especially in the face of Paul's heated hatred. He will be controlled and dignified in direct contrast.

I did my responsibility. I killed her because she was out of control. It's not my fault. I didn't know she would be turned. I didn't know that killing her would only make her come back just the same. I did what I could.

[only_paul]

"Which essentially means that there is one more bloodthirsty nightwalker in the world," Paul replies with growing fire. "How do I know this wasn't exactly what you were planning to do, Mr. Fitzroy?"

Apparently, Paul doesn't seem to care much whether he lives or dies.

[fitzroyal]

Oh, snaps. "I don't create new vampires lightly," he says, and that's his teeth gleaming in the candlelight. "There wouldn't be a point. For companionship? I can't bear to be around others of my kind. I never intended to change your fiancee, and when I recognized that she was dangerous, I killed her, which is unpleasant but my responsibility. I find it regrettable that you were hurt, but there was no plan, and certainly no intent of mine. You are a fool and my tolerance for your idiocy is short."

It's audible, suddenly, that he was definitely trained in kingship. And this is the Prince of Men face, not the Darkness one.

[only_paul]

"Are you suggesting that she accidentally fell on your fangs, my lord? Are you suggesting that my Helen lured you into biting her? She would have preferred to die rather than be one of you."

...

Wow. He pauses, suddenly amazed at himself, and realizes fully that he still has something he thought was long dead.

A death wish.

[fitzroyal]

"Then she should have died," he says, sharply. "I'm saying I had no idea that she had been bitten before. I was out of control that night, through, yes, no fault of my own. I expected her to die. When she did not - it wasn't exactly a pleasant surprise."

He takes a step toward Paul, one fist clenched. "You don't understand. You speak too loudly and without thinking. And you are utterly unimportant to me. I don't care what you do, so long as it does not involve me."

[only_paul]

"No," Paul replies, angrier yet. "You are the one failing to understand. The fact that you care so little about your collateral damage only brings me to understand that you are not human. That there is in you nothing salvageable, nothing that can possibly make you worthy of compassion. Nothing forgivable."

Yes. Apparently, Paul doesn't care, he's too angry and too pissed off - and has too much repressed anger to even care, at this point, about consequences.

[fitzroyal]

Henry's jaw clenches. "I apologized to you. I did what I could for her. I have learned to move on, yes. If I dwelled on each and every mistake, I would never survive. And believe it or not, yes, I do prefer to live than to die. I do not care much for your forgiveness, little man, but I care less for your irritation."

He takes another step forward, flashes his fangs. "Go. I won't hurt you. But should you bother me again, you will find me less than polite."

[only_paul]

Paul rages inwardly, and takes another step towards Henry.

"I will leave," he murmurs at the vampire. "But let us be clear. Should we meet again, I will not be the one turned to dust."

[fitzroyal]

"Don't challenge me," Henry says. "You will find it less easy than you expect. And I very much doubt my fiancee would be pleased with you. You might keep that in mind. She, after all, is human."

Essentially.