1st / Evening

[sundead]

[The events of this week have taught Ayumu one thing/ He truly is a creature of the night, and can't go out in the sun. That, combined with his card's insistence that he loves graveyards, leaves him with only one conclusion.

He's a vampire.

Not only that, but since he forgot about this it's been almost a week since he's drunk anyone's blood. The card says that he 'better figure out why' he's nocturnal, which means it's probably a good idea to find some blood soon.

Tonight, a figure in a stereotypical black cloak with a high collar stalks the streets of Luceti. It was the most vampire-like thing he could find, and the card does say he likes to dress up. If you look like a cute little girl and/or otherwise generally amenable to falling for a vampire, you may find Ayumu jumping into your path and striking a pose.]

Hello. I vant to suck your blood.

[The terrible accent somehow feels necessary, too.]

Comments

[lostinmyway]

[Now that confuses her great deal. See, she actually knows about vampires from Giles--but his definition was basically "soulless monsters," not "people running around at night with bad accents."

She tries to fit Ayumu into Giles' definition of vampires and fails utterly.]

...Why do you want to act like a vampire?

[sundead]

Because... I am one?

[why is this being questioned he thought his outfit was perfect...]

[lostinmyway]

[...Yep, still confused.]

Oh, no, that can't be right. I think you must be a little mixed up.

[sundead]

I can't be. You even saw me burning in the sunlight earlier.

[lostinmyway]

[She shakes her head.]

But you're too nice to be a vampire.

[sundead]

Maybe you've just forgotten that I'm not nice.

[he's not the only one with memory problems around here, right? Even if she knew his name before...]

[lostinmyway]

[Once again, she shakes her head.]

Oh, no, I haven't forgotten. My memory is just fine.

[Er, well. Comparatively, anyway.]

[sundead]

But if you did forget, you wouldn't remember that you'd forgotten.

[logic!!]

[lostinmyway]

[Damn you!]

Wouldn't I?

[sundead]

No, you wouldn't!

[lostinmyway]

Oh. All right.

[...Now what were they talking about?]

[sundead]

Right, so...


[..

What were they talking about?]

[lostinmyway]

Yes?

[Ayumu knows, doesn't he?]

[sundead]

What were we talking about?

[lostinmyway]

Oh, I don't know. What were we talking about?