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Mm. I announced myself to her yesterday and I felt it went rather well until she stormed out objecting to being called my 'pet'. I stick by my statement that I can domesticate her.
Anyway, she was absent with her little pet Rohirrim. The smelly one. So I coped until she appeared again. I need a gameboy or something.
Vanyon: *hums and tidies up Firiel's room*
Firiel: *walks in* o.o
Vanyon: 'lo
Firiel: What are you doing in here?
Vanyon: Waiting for you?
Firiel: Why?
Vanyon: Still taking an interest
Firiel: I really would rather you not.
Vanyon: And be negligent?
Firiel: Yes.
Vanyon: And besides, I had to tidy up the room. I came looking for you and there was only a maid
Vanyon: *eyedart*
Firiel: .....where is the maid now?
Vanyon: whatever makes you ask that?
Firiel: Will you answer the question, please?
Vanyon: *shrugs and tidies up a corner of the bed*
Firiel: Vanyon, please tell me. It's not like I can do anything about it. I just would like to know where she is.
Vanyon: I honestly don't know.
Vanyon: She tidied up her clothes and ran off. *polite look*
Firiel: Then you didn't do anything to her?
Vanyon: Er...>.>
Firiel: ....
Vanyon: there was a reason I was tidying up your room. My goodness. Gondorian women.
Firiel: .... Can you leave, please?
Vanyon: Nope. Still taking an interest, advances from the staff aside.
Firiel: I'd rather you stay away.
Vanyon: Duly noted.
Firiel: Will you, then?
Vanyon: My dear, I will leave immediately...
Firiel: *nod* Thank you.
Vanyon: ...after the child is born.
Firiel: .... what do you want with the child?
Vanyon: Well, I've certainly never seen a human woman give birth to a part vampire. Academic interest?
Firiel: The real reason.
Vanyon: That is a real reason
Firiel: Well, it is not the main reason.
Vanyon: Okay, I'm planning to brutally murder it. We've been over this
Firiel: All the more reason I don't want you here.
Vanyon: well. If you can get me out on your own, I'll stay out.
Firiel: ....you know I can't do that.
Vanyon: Well then. If you'll excuse me, I've worked up quite the appetite.
Firiel: *sighs*
Vanyon: *pats Firiel on the head* there there. I haven't done a single terrible thing since I got here
Firiel: Which just means you're planning to. And *please* stop patting me on the head.
Vanyon: *trails his hand down and cups Firiel's chin* It's an affection thing. You'd think people would appreciate that.
Firiel: I don't appreciate feeling like a pet. *pulls her chin out of his hand*
Vanyon: Better a pet than livestock
Firiel: Can you not at least treat me as a human?
Vanyon: I am treating you as a human. I'm only polite when I feel like a shag. *sits down on the bed and looks cheerful* Or do you mean as a human would treat another human?
Firiel: The latter.
Vanyon: Now that's just presumptious
Firiel: Oh?
Vanyon: Certainly
Firiel: How so?
Vanyon: I will act as I please and do not demand more.
Firiel: I didn't demand. I asked if you would. *sighs* Doesn't seem you will.
Vanyon: You asked like it was a given
Firiel: I'm sorry, did I offend you by it?
Vanyon: Yes. I'm very hurt. It's taking all my effort not to weep right now.
Firiel: *sighs, sits on the bed*
Vanyon: You could save some poor citizen a lot of problems if you offered me a snack *hopeful look*
Firiel: ....You almost look a little pathetic like that...
Vanyon: I was going for endearing. Damnit.
Firiel: Nope. Sorry.
Vanyon: Oh well. Back to murder.
Firiel: No, don't kill anyone. ...... *sighs* You can feed on me, if you'd like.
Vanyon: Mmm. It's really just a matter of laziness
Firiel: Why would you kill someone if you are lazy, then?
Vanyon: Oh, well, I rather meant I'm trying to avoid killing but tonight I don't feel like hunting down two seperate people just to get a good meal.
Firiel: Oh.
Vanyon: Ah well. Motivation is really more Thurwe's thing
Firiel: Then you're going to kill someone tonight?
Vanyon: Well, your offer of food is tempting.
Firiel: What is your decision?
Vanyon: It is easier to annoy you when I'm not busy dropping bodies into the river, is my decision. Head back.
Firiel: *tilts her head back*
Vanyon: :D *bite*
Firiel: *head falls on his shoulder*
Vanyon: *pets her hair and finishes* There. A nice mark for your little pet Rohirrim to see.
Today has been, all things considered, quite a pleasant day.
Anyway, she was absent with her little pet Rohirrim. The smelly one. So I coped until she appeared again. I need a gameboy or something.
Vanyon: *hums and tidies up Firiel's room*
Firiel: *walks in* o.o
Vanyon: 'lo
Firiel: What are you doing in here?
Vanyon: Waiting for you?
Firiel: Why?
Vanyon: Still taking an interest
Firiel: I really would rather you not.
Vanyon: And be negligent?
Firiel: Yes.
Vanyon: And besides, I had to tidy up the room. I came looking for you and there was only a maid
Vanyon: *eyedart*
Firiel: .....where is the maid now?
Vanyon: whatever makes you ask that?
Firiel: Will you answer the question, please?
Vanyon: *shrugs and tidies up a corner of the bed*
Firiel: Vanyon, please tell me. It's not like I can do anything about it. I just would like to know where she is.
Vanyon: I honestly don't know.
Vanyon: She tidied up her clothes and ran off. *polite look*
Firiel: Then you didn't do anything to her?
Vanyon: Er...>.>
Firiel: ....
Vanyon: there was a reason I was tidying up your room. My goodness. Gondorian women.
Firiel: .... Can you leave, please?
Vanyon: Nope. Still taking an interest, advances from the staff aside.
Firiel: I'd rather you stay away.
Vanyon: Duly noted.
Firiel: Will you, then?
Vanyon: My dear, I will leave immediately...
Firiel: *nod* Thank you.
Vanyon: ...after the child is born.
Firiel: .... what do you want with the child?
Vanyon: Well, I've certainly never seen a human woman give birth to a part vampire. Academic interest?
Firiel: The real reason.
Vanyon: That is a real reason
Firiel: Well, it is not the main reason.
Vanyon: Okay, I'm planning to brutally murder it. We've been over this
Firiel: All the more reason I don't want you here.
Vanyon: well. If you can get me out on your own, I'll stay out.
Firiel: ....you know I can't do that.
Vanyon: Well then. If you'll excuse me, I've worked up quite the appetite.
Firiel: *sighs*
Vanyon: *pats Firiel on the head* there there. I haven't done a single terrible thing since I got here
Firiel: Which just means you're planning to. And *please* stop patting me on the head.
Vanyon: *trails his hand down and cups Firiel's chin* It's an affection thing. You'd think people would appreciate that.
Firiel: I don't appreciate feeling like a pet. *pulls her chin out of his hand*
Vanyon: Better a pet than livestock
Firiel: Can you not at least treat me as a human?
Vanyon: I am treating you as a human. I'm only polite when I feel like a shag. *sits down on the bed and looks cheerful* Or do you mean as a human would treat another human?
Firiel: The latter.
Vanyon: Now that's just presumptious
Firiel: Oh?
Vanyon: Certainly
Firiel: How so?
Vanyon: I will act as I please and do not demand more.
Firiel: I didn't demand. I asked if you would. *sighs* Doesn't seem you will.
Vanyon: You asked like it was a given
Firiel: I'm sorry, did I offend you by it?
Vanyon: Yes. I'm very hurt. It's taking all my effort not to weep right now.
Firiel: *sighs, sits on the bed*
Vanyon: You could save some poor citizen a lot of problems if you offered me a snack *hopeful look*
Firiel: ....You almost look a little pathetic like that...
Vanyon: I was going for endearing. Damnit.
Firiel: Nope. Sorry.
Vanyon: Oh well. Back to murder.
Firiel: No, don't kill anyone. ...... *sighs* You can feed on me, if you'd like.
Vanyon: Mmm. It's really just a matter of laziness
Firiel: Why would you kill someone if you are lazy, then?
Vanyon: Oh, well, I rather meant I'm trying to avoid killing but tonight I don't feel like hunting down two seperate people just to get a good meal.
Firiel: Oh.
Vanyon: Ah well. Motivation is really more Thurwe's thing
Firiel: Then you're going to kill someone tonight?
Vanyon: Well, your offer of food is tempting.
Firiel: What is your decision?
Vanyon: It is easier to annoy you when I'm not busy dropping bodies into the river, is my decision. Head back.
Firiel: *tilts her head back*
Vanyon: :D *bite*
Firiel: *head falls on his shoulder*
Vanyon: *pets her hair and finishes* There. A nice mark for your little pet Rohirrim to see.
Today has been, all things considered, quite a pleasant day.