The room she found herself in was unlike any she'd probably been in. Everything for starters seemed to be living. As though she'd been swallowed by a great beast. The lighting was minimal, casting shadows on the organic veiny walls.
All the furniture within the room was organic as well, either growing out from the floor or walls. The chair, couch and a low table looked relatively recognizable. The bed however at first glance resembled more of a kiddy-pool sized vat of black oil. No sheets, no pillows, and it moved and felt like a water bed. There was no door to the washroom, just an archway, a large tub set in the floor more akin to a hot tub with the ledge on the inside, and the usual other facilities. While the bats may have flown in from a normal sky or wherever they'd come from, the sky on this side of the room in the window above the bed and set in the wall were of space. A closeness one could never hope to touch except by ship. The stars seemed within catching distance it seemed, and the blackness of the sky and their gas lights went on and on.
Now, there was an occupant to the room, in actuality, reclined on the bed with an organic tablet device in his clawed hands. Gray-green, pronounced dark veins under semi-translucent skin. Hair a mane mess of dirty white which a matching goatee. Eyes of gold-green with black piercing slits, cold and calculating like a reptilian. Over his left eye was a star-burst tattoo. From the neck down he was covered in black material, much like leather.
He watched in high curiosity as the bats came in and revealed the female. An interesting trick.
The occupant spoke after she'd taken a moment to take in her surroundings. "Normally one calls it a bedroom." he replied. Voice deep, an underlying natural growl in his speech, a mouthful of pointed teeth revealed.
Oh this looked nothing like Devil's Nirvana. She liked it. A small smirk crept on her face as she freely walked around the room, inspecting everything. She saw many things in her life and withing the demonic world, and this place almost resembled of her home. Of course- a little of woman's touch is needed- who likes green and muddy brown walls these days anyway?
Apparently the man that was the occupant of the room. She smiled while continuing to walk around, watching everything with curiosity with her bleached-green eyes. If she were a human, she would probably feel nostalgia towards her small opera house.
Her pet bat, the first one that flew in, landed on her shoulder, much like a parrot. She smiled at it, petting it with one finger, before turning her attention towards the man,"You have really nice setting here, sire." She grinned:"It almost makes me never wanna leave it," she said in deep, sing-song voice.
"The hotel plays its tricks well, but not perfectly" he replied, getting off the bed and slowly onto his feet, setting the tablet down on the nightstand-like shelf beside the bed. He stood almost six and half feet tall, and he drew himself up to every inch of that height, eyes flicking over her form, the sensory pits beside his nose taking in her body heat and scent.
A scent he recognized. Different, but still spelled the same way.
Vampire. The flying mammal-bats?-should have been the first clue. He'd encountered a vampire before. They could be as dangerous as a queen wraith in heat.
She made small, tsking sound:"So rude. Here I was making a compliment about your residence and I get that greeting?" She didn't sound insulted, however. Not while that smirk was on her face anyway.
She waved with her hands, and bats that "adorned" her dress split into million other bats, making her a floating seat. She didn't trust anything in this room for now. She crossed her legs and hugged her knees, tilting head to the side. "That is no way to treat a lady."
"You're a vampire, I'll treat you as you're meant to be treated, a rival to a common food source. And an intruder into my quarters" he growled, but politely took a seat on the bed again. He rested his clawed hands on his thighs, watching her carefully. "Who are you?" he asked
She blinked:"Food? You eat Vampires as your food? Are we tasty?" She grinned. She bowed her head slightly, still smirking:"I apologize for intruding, but all this aphrodisiac in the air is making me so disoriented. Humans are such troublesome creatures," she waved with her hand, recrossing her legs.
She twirled a lock of her red hair between her fingers:"My name is Nevan. I used to be the guard of the Ambrosia Gate in Temen-ni-gru." She didn't know if he knew what she talked about, but she didn't really care. He asked-she answered.
He'd assumed she fed on humans, he was surprised she actually cannibalized her own kind.
Ya, he didn't understand any of that other than she was a guard somewhere probably important in her world.
"No, I feed on humans. I fed off a vampire once. Your taste is most foul. And while they can be troublesome, humans are often more fun than my own species."
All the furniture within the room was organic as well, either growing out from the floor or walls. The chair, couch and a low table looked relatively recognizable. The bed however at first glance resembled more of a kiddy-pool sized vat of black oil. No sheets, no pillows, and it moved and felt like a water bed. There was no door to the washroom, just an archway, a large tub set in the floor more akin to a hot tub with the ledge on the inside, and the usual other facilities. While the bats may have flown in from a normal sky or wherever they'd come from, the sky on this side of the room in the window above the bed and set in the wall were of space. A closeness one could never hope to touch except by ship. The stars seemed within catching distance it seemed, and the blackness of the sky and their gas lights went on and on.
Now, there was an occupant to the room, in actuality, reclined on the bed with an organic tablet device in his clawed hands. Gray-green, pronounced dark veins under semi-translucent skin. Hair a mane mess of dirty white which a matching goatee. Eyes of gold-green with black piercing slits, cold and calculating like a reptilian. Over his left eye was a star-burst tattoo. From the neck down he was covered in black material, much like leather.
He watched in high curiosity as the bats came in and revealed the female. An interesting trick.
The occupant spoke after she'd taken a moment to take in her surroundings. "Normally one calls it a bedroom." he replied. Voice deep, an underlying natural growl in his speech, a mouthful of pointed teeth revealed.
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Apparently the man that was the occupant of the room. She smiled while continuing to walk around, watching everything with curiosity with her bleached-green eyes. If she were a human, she would probably feel nostalgia towards her small opera house.
Her pet bat, the first one that flew in, landed on her shoulder, much like a parrot. She smiled at it, petting it with one finger, before turning her attention towards the man,"You have really nice setting here, sire." She grinned:"It almost makes me never wanna leave it," she said in deep, sing-song voice.
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A scent he recognized. Different, but still spelled the same way.
Vampire. The flying mammal-bats?-should have been the first clue. He'd encountered a vampire before. They could be as dangerous as a queen wraith in heat.
He growled, "What do you want?"
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She waved with her hands, and bats that "adorned" her dress split into million other bats, making her a floating seat. She didn't trust anything in this room for now. She crossed her legs and hugged her knees, tilting head to the side. "That is no way to treat a lady."
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She twirled a lock of her red hair between her fingers:"My name is Nevan. I used to be the guard of the Ambrosia Gate in Temen-ni-gru." She didn't know if he knew what she talked about, but she didn't really care. He asked-she answered.
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Ya, he didn't understand any of that other than she was a guard somewhere probably important in her world.
"No, I feed on humans. I fed off a vampire once. Your taste is most foul. And while they can be troublesome, humans are often more fun than my own species."
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