[Dream Sequence~]

[demonshistory]

[Out here, under a Japanese maple tree, there's a familiar redhead sleeping without a care in the world. Everything was peaceful with the sun starting to set and birds were flying above.

Of course. Every peaceful setting must be disrupted by something.]

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[selfdeluded]

[and just when that sun sets far enough, a figure is going to walk into that scenery, a heavy-looking cloak draper over its shoulders and a hood obscuring his face from sight. at first he just seems to be passing through, now that the sun has set, but when he lifts a hand to pull his hood further down over his face something seems to catch his attention.

o-oh? what's that smell? it's nice~ but familiar. wandering closer to it~ aka, wandering closer to you, Blake.]

[demonshistory]

[He doesn't stir from his slumber so he isn't aware of you coming closer to him, Allen. Blake is carefree.]

[selfdeluded]

[more fun for him~ once he gets close enough Allen is just going to kneel down and press his nose to Blake's temple and breathe in. mm~ not sure how to describe what this one smells like. cinnamon, nutmeg and charcoal. it's an odd combination.]

[demonshistory]

[Well, that certainly wakes him up. Have a bleary, light green eye look at you.]

...Allen?

[selfdeluded]

[Allen blinks, before offering something of a strained smile and leaning away. these instincts are weird though, and he has to grit his teeth as he leans away.]

...Hey.

[demonshistory]

What're ya doing here? [Sits up and rubs the back of his head. He glances at him, almost curiously.]

[selfdeluded]

Just passing through...

[he glances in the direction of the setting sun, wincing slightly. still not down far enough. pulling his hood down further over his face, oh yes. he has gloves on and everything.]

[demonshistory]

[Sees that wince.]

You ok?

[selfdeluded]

[he offers a slight smile. noticed his good eye doesn't seem to be quite the same color as usual yet? or.... much at all, for that matter. bright gold~ though there may be a thin, thin ring of red in there, barely noticeable. the other eye, however, is closed entirely.]

The sun's just... a bit bright.

[demonshistory]

I didn't think it would. [He does. Recognizes that gold eye very well as a sign of a vampire. So wary. Why didn't he sense that before?]

[selfdeluded]

[who knows? Allen's still trying to figure out how the fuck it happened. but being near a living being like this is surprisingly difficult; that red ring in his eye wasn't there before he came across Blake, that's for sure.]

...would what?

[demonshistory]

Bother ya. [It's making Blake cautious. He can tell that he himself isn't the same either. When did he turn into a human?]

[selfdeluded]

It... um. Usually doesn't.

[another strained smile; he doesn't think to keep his pretty new teeth out of sight.]

...you seem different than usual. That's not just me, right?

[demonshistory]

[Yep. Allen's a vampire now. Great.]

No, it isn't just ya. 'm not the same either.

[selfdeluded]

Mn... You smell different, too...

[leaning forward, pressing his nose into Blake's hair and breathing deep~ so much harder to control impulses like this, especially since he's not used to it. never gets weird urges like this, normally.]

[demonshistory]

[S-So not used to that. Pulls away.]

Already tryin' ta make me your meal, Allen? We haven't even been on our second date yet.