OPEN/ I JUST GOT MUGGED MF!

[* Kioko]

A mocking smile slowly formed across the woman's delicate lips as she watched Alexander cower in a corner like some child clinging to their blanket. And what was the reason for his fear? Nothing more than precious little Makita. In disbelief, glanced from man to dog and back again with growing amusement. The minuscule puppy, an almost completely harmless creature, had been reduced to chasing her tiny stump of a tail just to entertain herself since no one else seemed to want to play. Tripping on one the pillows, the young Spaniel tumbled off the shabby hotel bed and onto the even less impressive worn-down carpet.Cute as can be, Kita bounced back up and continued along in her lonely game.

Turning her cinnamon colored eyes back on the man, Amaya couldn't help but smirk. He may have stepped out of his sheltered corner, but it was plain as day that he was trying everything in his power to avoid the fluffy creature of absolute doom. This is just too good.To keep from erupting with laughter, Maya raised a delicate hand to her mouth, but when he asked if Kita would bite, it was just to much. She broke out into chiming laughter, her voice sounding very much like ringing bells. The sound faded into only a few random chuckles and Maya was finally able to answer him. Snickering, she sarcastically replied. "Bite? That monster will rip your hand off if you let your guard down. Just keep a real close watch on her and you'll be perfectly fine... maybe. There's always a chance her killer instincts will kick in and if that happens... Well, I hope you've written your will."

Her grin slowly faded, though the amusement never really died from her expressive eyes. Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on him... No. It's too much damn fun to mess with him. Warily, she kept an eye on the man as he tried to dry himself off and smooth out his mess hair.. Of course, he really only made things worse. "Nice hair." Maya taunted. "It's like a hobo with bed head. Very you." Since his hair seemed to be a touchy part of his ego, she decided to play it safe. "I'm only kidding, and if you're done with the towel, just toss it in that hamper of by the bathroom door." She probably should have just made him stand there with it like an idiot, but she was suddenly feeling nice for some strange reason. Maybe it was just a precaution to keep from angering him.

Whatever tension was still boiling inside Maya began to cool as Alexander started to answer her questions. A first, she only giggled quietly but pretty soon she couldn't contain herself. "A vampire?" She echoed, shaking her and chuckling. That was probably the stupidest thing she'd ever heard... and yet, oddly, it almost seemed to fit. Of course, there was the whole problem of reality and myth."Vampires don't even exist."Saying he was a vampire was like saying she was the tooth fairy. Neither were real and both were equally stupid reasons to stalk someone. Oh well, she'd let it go.

"So you want your laptop back?"She clutched it tighter to her chest, now holding it in both arms. Needless to say, she wasn't going to give it up willingly. Amaya found herself walking towards Alexander, amusement glittering in her eyes. She stopped a few feet short of him and sincerely smiled."I did offer it to you before, but you declined. Now, you want it back. I suppose I should tell you that I know what you've done. That I've seen the list of names. I know where and when you took their lives and how you've hidden their deaths. There is no reason for me to give this laptop back. But many reasons for me to keep it." The petite woman seemed at ease, but anyone would've been able to see how hard it was for her to say any of that. However, she felt better even though he'd already seen her looking.

Unable to stay serious any longer, she light-heartedly laughed. "I would get a kiss, huh? From a vampire?" She was obviously joking. Apparently, she didn't believe him about either."How about a deal? You can have whatever the hell you want as long as you tell me the actual truth, and I don't really want to end up on that list of yours...Deal?

[trojandownloader]

Alexanders eyes flashed alarm bells, and the reply he got about the small thing with teeth, It took him a while to realize it was sarcasm Written a will? Well actually, yeah. Before joining the army he made a point of writing one. Not that he owned much for a 18 year old. But the the age of his 'death', at 22 he had earned quite a good bit of salary from the job. And well, when his father died, he managed to claim his money before the state took it away. by saying he was cousin of himself. Things were so less complicated then.
At least i made her laugh. He thought with a small smile framing his face. He then looked back at the dog and it disappeared. It seemed distracted with other things, so he would be fine, as long as he didn't get its attention.
He shoved his hands into his saturated jeans, Like a child would hug its teddy bear, this was his adult way of comforting himself. He subconsciously touched his hair, whenever she joked about it, his lips forming a pout. "Hey, Just because i don't have pretty girls hair doesn't, mean I'm a hobo."He stuck out his tongue at her, Sighing and then throwing a well aimed shot at the hamper with the towel.

The whole 'vampire' thing breezed by as expected. Any ordinary person would react like that. But he smiled at her, like he knew something she didn't. Don't exist eh?, Well technically we shouldn't. But here I am. Kind of insulting to him, but he knew her logic overruled the statement, other than the fact he said it like a joke. With that over and done with he was sure to get his laptop.

"So you want your laptop back?"
As she walked towards him, it was so close, he could taste the sugar. Yes! Pleaseee... He looked at her amused brown eyes with his own hazel pleading eyes, and as he was about to open his mouth to speak, he was met with a list of crimes he was guilty of. There was no way he was sorry for what he did, He didn't even flinch as she convicted him. This was just the way it had to be. His facial Expression became serious as he listened to what the deal was. She seemed to regain her normal light-heartiness, but he was deadly serious. He looked down at the ground and concentrated on how he was going to say what he was going to say without sounding like a madman, and without her taking it like a joke, then he could get whatever he wanted.

He looked up at her finally with eyes of steel.
"Deal. But it doesn't mean your going to like to hear what i have say."
He leaned against a wall behind him and continued looking at the ground.
Think of it logically. How the hell did i manage to find you. I have no equipment, nothing at all." He looked at her with a bored smile. He knew this was going to be hard work. He doesn't exist.

"I was telling the truth." He said staring at her intensely. "I'm a 120. I was born in the Victorian era. I joined the army whenever i was a teenager, and was thought to have been killed in action, My name is marked on a memorial near here, and if you don't believe me i could take there there in a matter of minutes, as i can run up to 70mph." He looked around for something to demonstrate, Since he knew what she was thinking, all talk no action.
"Oh screw it, I'll pay for the damage." He said, frustrated, after finding nothing to display his strength other than the wall.
He bounded his his hand into a fist, and pounded it into the wall, causing the plaster to crumble and large circle shaped hole in the wall.
"Taadah." He sarcastically added shaking both of his hands.

"Its real, I'm Real, I do exist, The people i killed, where for me to survive on. Theres no other way unfortunately. If you don't believe me, come outside, I'll show you more, I'll show you my teeth!" He said display his teeth and rapidly pointing to his fangs. He was getting worked up now.
"If you tell anyone about that list, they will find out, and I will burn." He said, his face filled with emotion, practically spitting the word 'burn out'. He knew that was one sure way of torturing him. Leaving him to slowly boil under the sunlight. They could do experiments on him, not to mention having the whole vampire race on his back for revealing it.

[* Kioko]

”Burn?” She sounded very skeptical, but she was trying to keep an open mind, here. ”You'd burn because of the sun... Right? Because you're a... She nervously bit her lower lip. Do I dare say it? She felt like, if she uttered the word, then he'd think she believed him. Then she'd have to hold up her end of the bargain. Plus, she didn't quite believe him yet.”Well, what you say you are. So, if I said anything, your death would be my fault? Great. She'd rid the world of a killer. But what about the thieves? Wouldn't the world be better off without people like me as well? What cryptic thoughts.

” I won't be telling anyone about you, if that's what your worried about. They'd think I was insane!”She felt deranged for even considering any of this. Trying to wrap her mind around the whole idea, she shifted her eyes away from him. Confusion was plain on her face as she finally looked back to Alexander. Why would someone make up a lie like that and then get so worked about it? They wouldn't. There's no reason to. Her thoughts were conflicting with each other. In all this chaos, nothing made sense. And yet it did at the same time. ”If you really are a... vampire, then you'd be dead, right? No heart beat. No breathing.” Instinctively, her eyes traveled to his chest. Her lips were curved into a thoughtful frown as she actually considered that this could be possible. The vise-like grip she had on his laptop loosened as things began to fall into place. ”And if you're not alive, then you obviously can't die, well not by any normal means.” She paused and brushed a lock of hair from her eyes. Finally meeting his stare again, she admitted, “I guess if that were all true, then technically you really could be one hundred and twenty years old.”

”However, nothing explains why you would be able to run that fast or be inhumanly strong. Of course, there's always the chance that you aren't. I bet that wall isn't so tough to punch a hole through. This whole building is old, probably ready to fall apart.” Oh brother. Amaya would go to any extent to prove that she was right and he was wrong. She emitted a short, sharp whistle and a few seconds later, Kita came running from under the bed. The hyperactive puppy made circles around her owner's feet. “Osuwari, Makita.” Her command meant 'sit.' Besides 'stop' and 'good dog', Kita didn't understand one word of English Obediently, the canine relaxed and sat. Cautiously watching Alexander, Maya crouched and set the laptop behind her. A smirk was at play on her face as she guided little Kita to the computer. ”Suware.” The puppy sat down again, this time directly on top of the laptop. Her tail was going a hundred miles an hour, but she didn't move otherwise. After all, the command had been to sit and stay. ”Good girl.”

Even with that precaution taken, Maya kept between the man and the dog. She inched forward, until she could reach the wall. ”Don't move, or I might accidentally hit you.” Hey, at least she'd warned him. Drawing her fists up to her chest, she pulled in a slow breath. Her eyes glinted with concentration. Even though she was small, she was strong. Not as strong as most men, but she could beat the shit out of other women if that meant anything. Narrowing her eyes, she released her breath in a rush of air and bashed her fist into the way. There was a sickening series of cracks, and immediately, she wished hadn't just done that. Pain rushed from her knuckles all the way up her arm. Staggering backward, she chewed on her lower lip to keep from screaming. Cradling her throbbing hand, she inspected the damage the wall had done to her. The skin on her knuckles was raw, broken, and bleeding from the impact and would probably be swollen in less than an hour. Hopefully, she hadn't broken anything. If she hadn't hit a damn two-by-four, then she would've been fine. With injured pride, she lowered her gaze to the ground and mumbled. ”That didn't go as well as I thought.”

When she'd finally gotten used to the throbbing in her hand, Amaya swallowed and faced the facts. She didn't look up at first, preferring to watch the carpet instead of having to see him, but once she started speaking, she forced herself to make eye contact.”You really are telling the truth.” There was worry and fright shadowing her face. Even a little doubt remained, but it couldn't hold its own against what she'd seen and heard. Everything was explained by one simple answer. It just wasn't an answer she'd wanted to accept. ”Why did you risk telling me your secret? Deal or not, all you would've had to do was take it from me. It's not like I could've stopped you.”

[trojandownloader]

Alex looked at her slightly annoyed, He'd presented clear facts and she still seemed slightly sceptical. Do I need to rip a hole in my arm to show you i can heal as well? Surely that would make you happy to see me displaying human emotions of pain. He did wince though before her hand crashed into the wall. Normally he would have latched himself onto the person, with smoothing questions of 'are you okay?, Is there anything i can do?' but now, he knew that would be unwanted, not to mention it wasn't the time or the place. But he instead offered a quiet "I'll get you some stuff for that."


He sighed at her final question, how was he going to start explaining himself.
"Right. You know whenever you took that laptop, I had three plans in my mind. Two of them involved hurting you, and the other involved no pain on your behalf." His eyes bore into hers now, all his child-like normality's washed away in his facial expression.
"I'm following the plan where you don't get hurt. Or dead. Why? I'm sure it doesn't matter to you."He said his voice toneless.

"People thinking your insane? Depends what people you go to. The governments got a whole section of guys that would kill for my dead fucking ass on a operating table." He said Mumbling. He looked behind her at the dog on his laptop and closed his eyes and exhaled, Like a child going into a huff for not getting its own way.

He opened his eyes, a smile lit up his face. " So basically. I don't plan on hurting you, and want to get the laptop a fair way. Thats if you can trust me. And don't plan on killing me any time soon."



OOC: Sorry It was so short, lacking muse today!! D:

[* Kioko]

ooc: No problem. ^^ That happens to me a lot, especially since I only have a few minutes to post. The college I'm at for debate has some serious issue. There's barely any free time. Curfew is like 11:00. Way to early and they disable the wireless internet at 11:30. It's pretty crazy.

IC:

A pained smirk tugged at the corners of Amaya's lips. “Kill you?” The very idea made her chuckle. To kill a vampire, she'd have to burn him some way or another. Why go through all that trouble? Besides, she liked him too much to go out and do something so malicious and wicked. Of course, she couldn't exactly exactly tell him that, unless she wanted to sit through an awkward silence. That would be fun. Not. Even after her quiet laughter had subsided, the smile didn't fade. Beaming up at Alexander, she assuredly said, “Trust me, you don't have to worry about that. And those government guys can just keep on wishing.” Her otherwise cheerful face was veiled by uncertainty. Trust me... I guess I should trust him first.

The woman's face was very pale. She was trying so hard to keep the pain from affecting her, but it just kept getting worse and worse. Finally, when the adrenaline wore off, she gasped in a ragged breath and knitted her eyes shut. ”I'm sorry, but- I've just got- Sorry.” Taking a moment, she exhaled slowly. There was no doubt in her mind that she'd broken a couple, if not all, of the knuckles on her hand. Unfortunately, she couldn't afford a hospital bill, which is why she had to resort to stealing. Turning away from Alexander, she disappeared into the bathroom. There was the rush of running water as she cleaned the broken skin. A few minutes later, she came back, looking disheveled and very unlike the sprightly personality she usually emanated. ”I didn't mean to make you wait.”

Stooping down, she shooed Kita away and cringed when the puppy brushed her fingers. With one hand, she stood and lifted the laptop, which was heavier than it looked. She didn't give it up right, but soon enough, with a little hesitation, she held it out to him. ”Here. I trust you.” Her voice was strained as she finally gave up the one thing that was keeping him here.

[trojandownloader]

ooc: Wow. That must suck. Then again, Its better than having your parents Set a curfew for internet, Which Changes daily... >.< xD

Alexander Looked at the laptop and then her, Witnessing the obvious pain in her voice and face, and well just her in general. He took the laptop off her gently, flipped it over a few times and studied it for no more than about 20 seconds before throwing it on the bed. "Thanks." He smiled, his right hand forming a thumbs up, which then reminded him again of her injury. "I'll be back. With Ice. And assorted goods." He said resting one of his hands on her shoulder before leaving the room. By assorted goods he meant bandages, pain killers, Sweets, coffee, dog food (Incase the dog got hungry and decided to take it out on him) and some soup, Because he was in the mood for soup.

He went to one of the local convenience stores around the area, and managed to get most things, except the extra strong painkillers and antiseptic. He returned in a matter of 10 minutes, even with the load of goods he bought which took residency in three or four plastic bags in his arm. He set the bags down the in room, a pleased and proud smile forming on his face. "I got soup. and Fairy cakes, and chocolate cake, and some bread, and butter to make toast and dog food, and a toaster, incase you didn’t have any, and milk, and coffee and sugar. And then the stuff for your hand." He beamed.

Alexander made the atmosphere turn back to normal, almost forced it too. He didn't want to linger on the Vampire thing, as he knew it would creep her out if she knew any more of the details, and well, He wanted to prove he wasn't just a walking corpse.

He grabbed the packet of ice out of the bag and walked steadily over to her, taking her hand with much care and then dropping the pack on her knuckles. He looked down at them, they were still seeping some blood, and the gashes where pretty nasty. He'd almost forgotten how much breaking bones hurt till he looked at her face. her blood, He could smell it, Lingering in the back of his nostrils, Not that he was going to pounce on her any time soon and devour her, Well maybe in a different way laaaater... It just smelt so delicious.

He looked at her with a more than charming smile, " You silly person. Punching walls isn't ideal. At least not for girls..." He joked, laughing quietly to himself. "So Cake? And don’t try the 'watching the calories' shit on me. Plus it will distract you from the pain, by making your tummy overjoyed with love for feeding it such a magnificent treat."

[* Kioko]

ooc: lol That's for sure!

ic:

After he'd tossed the laptop on the bed, Maya looked at him quizzically. He certainly is different, but I guess that's a good thing.A short nod was all the acknowledgement she gave to the statement that he'd be back, and as soon as he'd left the room, she retrieved her purse from under the bed and rummaged through it, pulling out a brush, gum, and make-up before finally finding the aspirin. Without any water, she forced three, triple the normal dosage, down her throat.

Kita followed at her heels while she paced the room, waiting for the pills to kick in, but after five minutes of that, the hole in the wall caught her attention. It was a welcome distraction from the pain. She went to the linen closet, pulled out another towel and stuffed it into the hole, then stepped back, scrutinizing the shabby appearance it gave the place. Her eyes traveled around the room and finally fell on a little desk that was nestled in the corner. Maybe I should move that. She glanced at her wounded hand, grimaced and nodded to herself. Yeah, that sounds good. Easily sliding it across the floor, she pulled it away from the wall, then walked to the other side and proceeded to push it all the way to the hole. There. Now you can't even see that stupid hole.

The throbbing in her fingers was beginning to die down, but the pain was still there. With nothing else to catch her attention, she hopped up on the desk and sat at the very edge, watching her puppy as the canine curled up on the bed. In less than two minutes, she'd drifted off. Amaya sighed and tapped her fingers on the wooden surface. A few moments later, and the door opened again. She raised an eyebrow. Four bags? Is he feeding an army? When he listed what he'd bought, she couldn't help but smile. "A toaster?" Well, she didn't have one, not even at her apartment in New York. Most of the time, she lived off of rice. It was super easy to make and could be cooked in the microwave in five minutes. Plus, it was cheap. "And dog food. Afraid Kita's going to eat you, huh? That's a fair assumption, seeing as she's so vicious."

Amaya's smile faded as he placed the ice on her hand. The pressure made her hiss in pain. To keep from yanking her hand away, she placed her other on top of the freezing bag and, grinning sheepishly, blushed as he mentioned punching the wall. "Heh. Yeah. I guess it wasn't such a good idea." The idea of cake, however, was very nice. "I really shouldn't..."She jokingly poked her stomach. There wasn't even an inch of fat there, only muscle. If she was out of shape, she wouldn't be able to "make" money. "Oh, what the hell, one piece can't hurt." There was a glimmer in her eyes as she let herself forget about the broken bones. "Lucky for you, chocolate cake is just one thing I can't say no to." There was a quick lull. "Thanks for all this, by the way. You know, I really don't deserve it." Sliding off the desk, she walked over to the shopping bags and put the milk and butter in the empty mini-fridge. She had some strange fears about leaving dairy products out, even for a few minutes. Probably, beause her older sister had made her drink a whole glass of spoiled milk once. After that, she'd been sick for days. Besides, she couldn't let him do everything. While she was there, Kita hopped down and began nosing her way through and into the bags. Maya glanced back at Alexander."Oh yeah, and my puppy won't bite you, I promise. She didn't even growl, remember?"

[trojandownloader]

He Looked at the dog insecurely. "Are you Sure? they can turn at any given notice." he glanced back at her. Well, she did trust me....i can do the same.
"Whenever you've saw beautiful women turning into wolves after angering them, it kinda puts you off liking anything in the same species pool. Trust me. I have to live with one, and it's kinda scary whenever you know they can rip your guts out. Not that it Will kill me. Just....painful. And she also has a way with solar powered torch's." he shivered slightly. His roommate Sombra, was one hell of a package to live with.
"Plus, I got chased by a nasty Grey hound whenever i was a kid. That was an unforgettable experience. I could have won gold at the Olympics for running so fast." He shook his head wincing.

He sat down on the bed watching her put things away. He couldn't help but smile. He'd just proved to her that he was the demon of myths and legends and, well she was just putting shopping away, and saying she didn't deserve this. She's fucking awesome. He was expecting the holy water treatment, and then whatever religious equipment she had to be out. But he just felt so comfortable. Or maybe that was the bed. He looked at the bed. Nah. Must be the atmosphere.

" You do deserve it. Your just a poor beautiful helpless injured woman, who thinks its fun to punch walls, or you just punched the wall so i could help the poor injured woman...." He smiled giggling, like a child.
" The best one is, I think it was like 1915 or something, and some girl decided to throw her shoe down the gutter, then hobbled along, asking charming socially high status men, that someone took her shoe. And I felt like crying with laughter. These guys with their £100 shirts and ties wondering around the street looking for a fucking shoe."He laughed quietly to himself, before sighing happily. That wasn't even funny, hahahah.

"But Yeah, That could be your plan."He said squinting at her with fake accusation.

He ran one of his hands through his hair before groaning. It was damp, and seemed to be drying in awkward positions on his scalp.
Oh fuck you weather.

[* Kioko]

Amaya accidentally dropped the bread as he mentioned women turning into wolves. Dumbfounded, she looked over at him in complete confusion. "What?" The expression on her face was classic. She was in shock, mouth wide open, eyes as round as dinner plates. There are people who can shift into wolves? That would make them, what...werewolves, right? This was absolutely insane. Vampires. Werewolves. What's next? A frickin' demon? After picking up and setting the bread on the desk, she abandoned the last bag and instead just watched him. The shoe story had a pretty good morale. Some men are idiots.

As he jokingly accused her, Maya's whole expression changed. The pretty smile slipped into a melt-your-heart pout. Her eyes, intelligent and alert, became round and innocent, like there was nothing in the world that she'd ever done wrong. It was like she'd put on a mask, and it was clear what her talents were. Acting, lieing. They went hand-in-hand. "Who me? I would never do something like that, but... you can't just go and leave a 'poor injured woman' to her doom, can you? What if Kita went all wolf on me? It would be your fault, you know." By now, she was smiling again. The aspirin was finally starting to kick in, but it was only taking the bite off the pain. Times like this, I really wish I hadn't flushed those cigarettes.

The thought was interrupted by the obessesion this guy had with his hair. Is he gay? She looked him over for a second. Maybe not gay... But... I don't know about sraight. She giggled a little, but looking down at her clothes, wrinkled and shabby, the laughter died. She wore baggy jeans, guys, that were at least four sizes to big. Without a belt, she would be screwed. To add to the already tacky and worn down look, there were holes in the knees and rips in the pockets. She'd obviously used this pair of jeans for many different jobs.

Suddenly self-concious, she grabbed a pair of flannel shorts and a different tank top. Obviously, they were pajamas. It was almost midnight, so why not? Swiping some icing as she passed the cake and smirking as she licked it off her finger, Maya disappeared into the bathroom, only to come back in less than a minute, wearing black shorts that barely covered her ass, and a purple tank top. Yeah, she was showing off her body. At least she wasn't wearing some lacey little night dress. That just wasn't her style.

Her stomach growled, making her blush, and she walked back over to the desk. Grabbing a paper plate from the drawer, she got herself a piece of cake and hopped back up on the desk. After taking a few bites, she looked up at Alexander. "Oh. Sorry, I guess I should've offered. It is yours... but, do you want apiece? Or, there's a microwave if you want something else... She said, patting the hunk of plastic beside her.[/b] Wait, do vampires even eat normal food?"[/b][/color] There was probably a one second pause before she continued. "Oh, and, I guess if your hair's really bothering you that much... there's a comb on the counter.

[trojandownloader]

He leaned back on the bed, his mouth forming an amused grin at her reaction to the werewolf statement.
"Yeah. You could go see her. She's Evil. In a good way I suppose."
" But you never know. There might be mermaids in the Atlantic." He smiled sweetly, reading the expression on her face of disbelief. Maybe there was. He didn't honestly care. That was for the humans to discover.

Alexander had to look away whenever her expression took a whole different direction.
"You know, You could get men to marry you with that." He said, looking back at her, before tearing his eyes away. It was just so sickly sweet. This girl could act her way into anything if she could. Why don't you become an actress then.....
If only he could master that skill, then could could get away with anything and anyone.

Almost as if he'd read her mind, a scowl formed across his face as he noticed her looking at him funny, and giggling.
"No!.....I just, Think I look stupid whenever my hair looks like Ive just had sex in the sea."He said as seriously as he could.
Yes. I'm defiantly growing some sort of beard.

"You know you look fine...." Alexander offered as she grabbed the clothes she was going to change into. Though as she licked the icing off her finger, his stomach jolted a little bit. And it was not because he was hungry.

He inhaled a a little too loudly as she returned in her change of clothes. Wow. Hell of a body. He set himself a task of not looking too much. He was a man after all, though he didn't want to live up to the stereotypical vampire, of bathing in sex and blood. Oh Fuck it. I'm looking. If she didn't want me to look then she wouldn't have put them shorts on.
"You Look...."Alexander couldn't finish that sentence off with a word that wasn't crude, or just totally cheesy. So he just smiled at her.

At the mention of food, Alexander jumped up from the bed with a shout of "Soup!" and briskly made it too the microwave. He still enjoyed eating human food, Even though it did nothing for him Energy wise. Her Legs where near the last unpacked bag that the soup was in. He almost knew she was watching him, so he swallowed and rummaged around in the bag for the soup, ignoring the holy grail in front of him.
"Its fine...Its only my hair." He lied, not wanting to move away from the place he was in currently.

[* Kioko]

A sorrowful smile was on her lips as she guessed what he must be thinking. Everyone always questioned why she hadn't become something great, something like a celebrity. They said she had the talent to be whatever she wanted, a famous musician, a singer, an actress. The answer to their question was simple. She hadn't followed her dreams. Instead, she'd made herself a petty thief, a nobody, an invisible. The reason why she'd done that, though, was something no one but her would ever understand.

The nostalgic mood of Maya longing for just a taste of fame and fortune had quickly worn off. Not wanting to dwell on the past, she hid a smile as the vampire sharply inhaled. She may be human, but she'd definately heard that. As soon as she realized that he was fighting not to look, her amusement only grew and when he smiled at her, she returned the favor. "Exhausted?" She suggested, messing with him as she dramatically faked a yawn. A mischivieous smirk and a quick wink were her way of making sure he knew that she wasn't stupid enough to think he'd just called her tired.

When he sprung out of bed, yelling the word 'soup' into the air, Maya buried her face in her hands and laughed. He's so goofy! That she'd ever been scared of him, even if he is a vampire, seemed pretty crazy. He did have his moments, not to mention his crimes, but for the most part, he appeared to be harmless. At the sound of rustling plastic, her thoughts were broken and she peeked at him from behind her fingers. At first, she had to fight giggling like some schoolgirl, but a few seconds passed, and the urge to laugh vanished. Safe from that threat, she lowered her arms. The injured one, stinging because she'd bumped it while laughing, was gently folded across her lap.

She was pretty sure he was stalling by digging through the bag. It was very tempting to just get that can of soup out for him, but she just smiled and let him waste time, until he'd answered her question about the brush. Maybe a normal guy would've said no, but judging by his earlier comments about his hair, not to mention how well he took care of it, that reply was far from normal for him. "Only your hair? Then I guess you won't mind if I do this." With a devilish grin, she scooted closer and leaned in until she was close enough to feel his cold breath on her skin. Her gaze slowly slipped from his hazel eyes to his lips, and it was obvious what she wanted, but she didn't make a move. Instead, reaching her hand up, she haphazardly ran her fingers through his hair until it was in even more disarray than before. Sliding backward on the desk, she leaned her head against the wall and snickered, but the giggling didn't last long. That little joke had been disappointing. Sighing, she pulled one leg up and rested her chin on her knee. "Sorry." She mumbled, avoiding his stare. Maya hadn't meant to play games. "There's a bowl in this drawer, if you want it." She tapped the metal handle beneath her calf and finally looked up. "I can always move"

[trojandownloader]

Alexander's expression didn't change even though she destroyed his hair. He was wide awake, she was somewhat sleepily. His slightly opened mouth formed contented smile. the ball was in his court. "Your teasing me."He said jamming the soup can on the desk beside her. Oh damn. why do women have to be so complicated? His interest had gone off the soup now, and had focused on her. Soup was nice and all that, but there were nicer things in front of him. "Your Nicer than soup." Alexander said, not really thinking before he spoke, as he had to laugh at how shit a compliment that was.
"I'm sorry too. I just compared you to soup."Alexander snickered, at his own stupidity. He had to try and redeem himself at some point.
"Well, I suppose that would be pretty good if i lived on soup or something, or i made soup, but i don't. But then again just imagine that i do. Because soup is a nice thing. But then again, i could have said something that was more than nice, because well....your more than nice, but then soup is food, and food is important, so again, it is a positive thing. I guess."Alexander cleared his throat and finished his attempts to regain his intelligence, which failed horribly, as he ended up mumbling nonsense.

He sighed and placed either hand on the outside of her legs. He was thinking on how he was gong to get what he wanted, and well he was considering stating the obvious, exactly how he managed to get his laptop in the end.
"I'm going to kiss you. And I'll leave you to guess when." He said with a smile of triumph, before returning to the ordeal of opening the can of soup, and acting like he said nothing. Kiss is just an understatement heh.
He could bat around he bush as well, even though it was self-torture to him. The whole idea of not 'seizing the moment' was rather annoying to him.

"You know theres danger's to kissing a vampire. For one, If i don't plan on doing it anytime soon, by mouth is going to taste like..."He paused and looked at the label on the tin of soup.
"...tomato soup. Annd, I got practically knifes in my mouth. But i dont know, maybe you like the whole masochistic thing, and in that case, go ahead and cut your mouth open." Alexander smiled widely at her.
"Also, I'm rather cool for being alive, which could be a good thing if it was warm. And much more fun than drinking a cold drink." He continued, swirling the soup around the can experimentally. He was hoping if all went to plan, she would get so annoyed, or intrigued that she would just grab his face.
Because he didn't want to make out that he was overly lusty. Because that would make good conversation. Yeah, I wanna bang you against the wall. He was taking it casual. In an complicated way as usual.

[* Kioko]

There was a knot in her stomach as his arms barred her way, one on each side. He looked thoughtful, like he was pondering over something. Otherwise, he probably would've been scaring the hell out of her. Not that the thought that he was going to rape her didn't cross her mind. Thankfully, it was soething much less terrifying. A kiss.Wait... Is that some sort of ultamatium? Confused, she searched for any sign of a joke, but he was completely absorbed in the task of opening the can. It was like he'd never said a single word. Her eyes narrowed and she lowered her leg back down. With arms crossed, she huffed out a breath and purposefully refused to look in his direction. For someone so goofy, he really does play dirty.

Maya wrinkled her nose at the mention of tasting tomato soup. This is just unfair. Her arms slowly drifted back to her sides as she realized that it was probably best to let him have his way. Although... she never had liked to do things the easy way. In normal situations, it was much more fun to make things difficult, but this time, she wasn't postive because usually, she wasn't talking to a predator that was a proven killer and could theoretically end her life in a matter of seconds. Of course, he'd proved time and again that he wasn't going to. Otherwise, she wouldn't still be sitting here.

Weighing all her options, the motion of him rolling the soup caught her eye. Unable to look away, she just watched and tried to think of a way out of this, but the constant reminder of the dreaded tomato soup threat was very distracting. Groaning, she glued her eyes shut and bowed her head. Silky black hair hung in front of her face like a curtain, but while she could no longer see him, she could still hear the soft sloshing of the soup in his hand. "Do you think you could stop that? Seriously, stop." After a few seconds, she finally raised her head. With brown eyes narrowed to near slits, she grabbed his wrist and muttered under her breath, "Fine. I get it, alright?"Asshole. She kept the name to herself. Besides, kissing him wouldn't be too terribly awful, would it? She couldn't deny her curiosity forever, and it was better to satisfy it now.

Sliding to the end of the desk, she sighed and let go of his wrist. This is shit. He wants me to do it, and I still am. She was apalled that she was giving in to him, but before she could reflect upon that too much and change her mind, she craned her neck up and slipped her hand behind his head. Bringing his face down to hers and craning her neck up, she tilted her head and leaned in. Without even the slightest hesitation, she pressed her lips to his and slowly pulled back before going in for another kiss. If he really had fangs, she was bound and determined to find out. With her tongue, she lightly traced the crease in his lips, but quickly ended it before she could lose control. Inching backward a little, she met his gaze. "There. Happy?" Maya certainly wasn't, but she also wasn't going to let him have his way. Not completely. She was just to hard-headed for that.

[trojandownloader]

He raised an eyebrow with as an amused smirk fell across his face. "You Know, Actually I am. I never knew someone could show so much hatred towards tomato soup." Judging by the tone of her voice, he had seemed to annoy her. Which was the plan. Well sort of. But she had done what he wanted, with he thought was hilarious, because he just knew by looking at her that she was stubborn.
"You Know, If you had patience, I would have just done it myself. Without the soup. And it would have been longer, and way more sexy." He grinned. "but thank you. I got what i wanted." he said, with a butter-melting smile. Not to mention that was a lie. But one that would hopefully confuse her a little more.

He placed a kiss on her forehead, since they where close enough to do that with ease, before breaking away from her and cutting himself a piece of cake. Again pretending like nothing had happened. " Mhmm. This is really nice cake." He said, his mouth full. he studied the cake before taking another bite and smiling again at Amaya. He glanced at a clock in the room slightly nervously. He had to watch the time, If he left it too late he wouldn't be able to get back to his apartment without being caught in the sunlight, and well then it was frazzle time for him. But it was still in the safe hours. Maybe he could stay here all night and day, He enjoyed the new company, and well, it was fun. He knew she still had thoughts of him killing her, so he knew that she wouldn't tell him to go away. Even though if she shouted at him to get out and then shoved him out the door, he would go home no bother. Because otherwise that would be plain creepy if he didn't.

" When do you want me to leave?" Alexander asked politely cutting another slice of cake. Or more playing with the knife he'd found to cut it. It took him a few seconds to realize maybe that wasn't a good look, and dropped the knife on the table like he'd been electrocuted. He even took a few steps away from the desk. Not that he'd ever kill with a knife.

[* Kioko]

Amaya quietly laughed as he mentioned her averision to tomato soup. Liquified tomatoes mixed with salt just wasn't her thing. In fact, it was almost as bad as seafood. Her face fell, the smile dropping into a thoughtful frown. What the hell is going on here? So, he would've kissed her without taking a drink of that canned crap first... Or was he lieing? She narrowed her eyes, trying to get him to break under the glare, but it obviously hadn't worked. Without even notcing, she smiled back and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He got what he wanted? And, as a guy, he only wanted only a couple of gentle, tentative kisses? That's a new one. She almost laughed, but he'd probably find a random chuckle pretty strange, so she snubbed it out. Still, when his lips touched her forhead, she began second-guessing his motive. She was lost. None of this made any sense, and now, he was ignoring that anything had happened... again.

"Want you to leave? She echoed, her eyes trained on the knife. When it clunked against the table, the sound startled her and she jumped. Cautiously, she reached for the dull blade and pushed it against the wall. When the weapon was out of his reach, she finally looked back to him and smirked. "You can stay all night... Since she obviously couldn't outwit her, which wasn't all that surprising with hi being about a hundred years older and all, she decided to just quit playing games. She was tired of losing anyway. Might as well get what she wanted.

Gracefully lowering herself off the desk, Maya fludily walked closer to him. There was a devilish grin on her angelic face as she began a circle around him. From behind, she snaked an arm around his waist, her fingers toying with the bottom of his shirt. Tracing her hand along his hips, she continued in the arc until they were face to face. Taking his hand, she guided it under her tank top, letting him feel her skin and slid it upward along her side until it was only a few inches lower than her chest. Dropping her hand, she smiled at him. "...That is, unless you really want to leave.