Stargazing

[sanguophilia]

[[Autor, for once, looks strangely content. He's been feeding regularly, taking relatively good care of himself, and not spending half the day disconsolately awake, and as a result looks a little less grumpy and unapproachable. At the moment, he's sitting in the the field of grass beside his "house," alternately gazing up at the stars and making

Comments

[la_vie_en_crow]

[coming up and sitting next to him, seemingly unconcerned about whether or not she is bothering him]

Hey there.

[sanguophilia]

[[Autor blinks at her, unsure how to react to this scantily-clad version of the girl he loves from afar. She's attractive, to be certain, but... she clearly isn't his Rue.]]

Hello.

[la_vie_en_crow]

Enjoying the stars?

[sanguophilia]

I'm charting them. They're not at all the same as the ones I know.

...What is your name?

[la_vie_en_crow]

My name's Rue. What's yours?

[sanguophilia]

I'm Autor. It's very nice to meet you, Rue.

[la_vie_en_crow]

Nice to meet you, Autor. [she pauses for a moment, blinking] Wait, I know you!

[sanguophilia]

[[And Autor blinks right back.]] You do?

[la_vie_en_crow]

[nodding] You're the kid from the university who's always coming to the club to see me dance.

[sanguophilia]

...I see. I watch you dance quite a bit in my world, too...

[la_vie_en_crow]

[catching herself] ..I know you're not really him, but you look just like him. You act like him too.

[sanguophilia]

I'm probably the equivalent of him in my world... I don't go out to watch women dance, though. I can see that for free where I come from.

[la_vie_en_crow]

Really, now? You must live in a pretty interesting place.

[sanguophilia]

Mmhmm. I'm a student at a dancing school.

[la_vie_en_crow]

Are you? Do you dance, or do you just watch women?

[sanguophilia]

Well, technically I'm a student at the music school next door. But my... ex-girlfriend used to drag me to her practices and goad me into dancing with her.