Considering current events, I'd just like to make a quick PSA encouraging everyone to invest in some breath mints if they're going to be out and about. Because some people really need it. That's all.
[It was more complicated than that. Had she loved Jean-Claude? Maybe. Not the way she'd felt about Richard, but there was more common ground there. He lived in the same dangerous world she did, whereas Richard had done everything within his power to remain as normal as possible. As good as possible. It had always made her feel like she was a bad influence, really.]
The time away from him is nice. I don't think he would ever follow through with his promise to bow-out gracefully if I'd had the opportunity to choose Richard before things went south. Sometimes I wonder if he would have just killed the both of us.
[Not to mention he was a bloodsucking creature of the night.
She catches the Dementor joke and has to crack a half-smile. At least he's got a good sense of humor about it.]
A secret option number three?
[Her smile hitches a bit wider, amused.]
I don't think it would be fair to paint that kind of target on someone's back. I would be too worried about Jean-Claude finding out and doing something mark what he wrongfully considers to be his 'territory.' Most people can't survive the anger of a master vampire.
[She shakes her head in disbelief, taking a long sip of her coffee to set herself back at ease.]
I know. A lot of the time, it sounds unreal even to me. I have to admit, not too long ago, I woke up, looked in the mirror and just had to ask myself, "When did this become my life?"
As much as I don't like being left in the dark or being at the mercy of whoever's in charge here... I do like what New Moore has to offer. A clean slate.
There are worse things, but I'm sure you can imagine how it made things complicated -- at least, with the way lycanthrope politics work where I'm from.
[Another cleansing sip of coffee. She misses what she had with Richard, it's true, but recent events just make her appreciate the space all the more. A clean slate might be exactly what she needed.]
Better view, better food, and better company, I imagine. I don't blame you. I'm starting to think I might not be so sure I want to go back, either... but in my case, it feels a little like giving up.
[She tilts her head, thinking back to the werewolf comment.
Oh. Right.]
Speaking of...
[Though she doesn't actually include which topic she's 'speaking of.']
[She puts a hand up in defense, before lifting her coffee cup again. It covers her mouth, though she nods in reply, then raises a brow again as she takes another sip.]
So no boyfriend. Girlfriend?
[She cringed inwardly. Awkward. The problem with not making a regular habit of flirting was that whenever she caught herself actually doing it, it was always dreadful.]
[She eyes him for a moment. Back to her, are they? Another sip of coffee makes the hesitation less awkward.]
I'm not sure yet. Considering this place is a Jean-Claude-free zone, finding that 'secret third option' isn't as out of the question as it would be otherwise.
[She smiles again, though it's a bit more reserved.]
I like nice, so long as they have a spine and can keep up with me. Back home, though, 'nice' doesn't exactly mix well with my lifestyle. It's dangerous, you know?
Maybe keeping my eye out for that third option, then, should be part of my clean slate. My life is still plenty dangerous, seeing as I work with the police force, but... it's not what it was. Maybe I should take advantage of that.
So what are you looking for? Maybe I can set you up.
[This is off topic enough he can actually smile for real again. Possibly also because he remembers some other people he set up on dates. Sometimes without their knowledge. Or consent.]
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The time away from him is nice. I don't think he would ever follow through with his promise to bow-out gracefully if I'd had the opportunity to choose Richard before things went south. Sometimes I wonder if he would have just killed the both of us.
[Not to mention he was a bloodsucking creature of the night.
She catches the Dementor joke and has to crack a half-smile. At least he's got a good sense of humor about it.]
A secret option number three?
[Her smile hitches a bit wider, amused.]
I don't think it would be fair to paint that kind of target on someone's back. I would be too worried about Jean-Claude finding out and doing something mark what he wrongfully considers to be his 'territory.' Most people can't survive the anger of a master vampire.
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You are dating a master vampire, you take care of a werewolf pack, you raise the dead for a living...
No wonder there are books about you.
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And did I mention that Richard is a werewolf?
[She shakes her head in disbelief, taking a long sip of her coffee to set herself back at ease.]
I know. A lot of the time, it sounds unreal even to me. I have to admit, not too long ago, I woke up, looked in the mirror and just had to ask myself, "When did this become my life?"
As much as I don't like being left in the dark or being at the mercy of whoever's in charge here... I do like what New Moore has to offer. A clean slate.
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[He does nod, understanding what she is saying very well.]
A clean slate, yes. It also has much nicer amenities than Azkaban. Better view.
I don't want to go back.
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[Another cleansing sip of coffee. She misses what she had with Richard, it's true, but recent events just make her appreciate the space all the more. A clean slate might be exactly what she needed.]
Better view, better food, and better company, I imagine. I don't blame you. I'm starting to think I might not be so sure I want to go back, either... but in my case, it feels a little like giving up.
[She tilts her head, thinking back to the werewolf comment.
Oh. Right.]
Speaking of...
[Though she doesn't actually include which topic she's 'speaking of.']
Did you ever solve the Great Boyfriend Mystery?
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...what's to solve, it's Remus.
[And it's totally normal to wake up snuggling your Remus, duh.]
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So what does that mean? You said it was confusing, right?
[Not accusatory, genuinely curious, really.
And maybe not for any kind of ulterior motive.
Maybe.]
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We just don't normally assume that we might be dating because of it.
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So no boyfriend. Girlfriend?
[She cringed inwardly. Awkward. The problem with not making a regular habit of flirting was that whenever she caught herself actually doing it, it was always dreadful.]
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Doesn't help that a lot of them are related to me.
[Ah, nothing like some Black humour.]
I did kiss a couple of girls recently.
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Well, seeing as you're newly free, I can't say I blame you for playing the field.
[She almost said "That makes two of us," but she's really trying to shove that kiss with Kate out of her mind.]
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But, yeah, I probably shouldn't have kissed quite as many quite like that...
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You're not the only one who got around. I'm not normally so free with the kissing.
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Poor girl got her hopes up?
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[She smiles again, setting her coffee down, then almost immediately picking it back up just to have something to do with her hands.
What the hell was wrong with her? She was making herself look like an idiot.
Word vomit. It had always been a kind of personal problem.]
She's a nice girl. I'm sure she'll cherish the moment.
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[Ah, so many things that are easier to talk about than the whole remus situation.]
Did you find yourself a third option yet?
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I'm not sure yet. Considering this place is a Jean-Claude-free zone, finding that 'secret third option' isn't as out of the question as it would be otherwise.
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There are a lot of nice blokes around.
Wait. You probably don't go for nice...
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I like nice, so long as they have a spine and can keep up with me. Back home, though, 'nice' doesn't exactly mix well with my lifestyle. It's dangerous, you know?
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Maybe keeping my eye out for that third option, then, should be part of my clean slate. My life is still plenty dangerous, seeing as I work with the police force, but... it's not what it was. Maybe I should take advantage of that.
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[This is off topic enough he can actually smile for real again. Possibly also because he remembers some other people he set up on dates. Sometimes without their knowledge. Or consent.]
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Set me up? I'm not sure blind dating is for me.
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