Happy Hour

[ash_imperfect]

Asher was minding his own business, walking past the bar when a napkin folded up into an origami crane fluttered past his face. Catching it relexively, he unfolded it, read the note upon it, and looked at the bar

Comments

[mogget_cat]

"Oh, I think I'll take an albino vampire," grins the albino Bright Shiner sliding onto a bar stool.

[ash_imperfect]

Asher grins back at Yrael, fetching a fresh glass and mixing his drink.

"You couldn't have chosen any other, could you?"

[mogget_cat]

"Oh, I could have," Yrael smirks. "A vampire's kiss can be quite enjoyable."

Shockingly enjoyable, in some cases.

[ash_imperfect]

Asher smirks.

"So I have been told," he murmurs. Nathaniel, for one, is quite a fan.

[mogget_cat]

Yrael is, also.

"It is a very pleasant accompaniment to a pleasant evening," Yrael says, grinning lopsidedly. "Though I have not had such a heady cocktail made by you, I hear you come highly recommended."

The mun's not even going to try counting double-entendres, any more.

[ash_imperfect]

"I would not like to brag," not quite a lie, though hardly a fair comment, "but I have certainly never had complaints from those lucky enough to receive my....kiss." The pause is slight, but definitely there. His gift is one that has served him well over the years, and he can hardly complain that he can coax anyone to full completion with only a bite.

[mogget_cat]

"I am very fond of a vampire's kiss," Yrael smiles, "though sometimes he complains that I have no blood that he might taste, and that it is unfair that I might do so and he may not."

[ash_imperfect]

Asher laughs, letting his power out, unsure if he can affect Yrael or not.

"And which vampire, may I ask, has been doing the kissing?"

[mogget_cat]

Yrael's smile deepens, and he shifts slightly, making himself more comfortable.

"Vampire by the name and reputation of Nikola Tesla."

[ash_imperfect]

Asher shakes his head.

"I don't believe I have met him."

[mogget_cat]

"Not many have," Yrael replies. "He's not here often. But most from Earth have heard his name."

[ash_imperfect]

"A scientist, yes?" Asher cares and knows little of science - life at Belle's court was a very insular one. He's been reading since he left her, however, and he's starting to catch up.

[mogget_cat]

"Electricity and radio, I believe, where his predominant areas, as far as the public knows."

[ash_imperfect]

"Both things to be thankful for," Asher grins.

[mogget_cat]

"Though he is a great inventor, it is not for that which I value him," Yrael smiles.

[ash_imperfect]

Asher laughs again, the sound low and intimate.

"No," he murmurs, eyeing Yrael speculatively. "I imagine it is not."