the art of seduction (open)

[Draven Zikaul]

draven was sitting at a table in the weye inn. It was the missle of the day, about 12:00. he was supposed to meet a beautiful imperial woman at the road by the inn, but she never showed up. his plan was to have sex with her, then feed. he hadn't fed for a few days now, and he was feeling a little weak, and woozy. he waited there until the morning broke through the mountains, then ran inside the inn as quick as possible.

now he was there, horny and hungry, or rather thirsty. he called over an imperial waitress. with his elegant, and softly beautiul voice he called to her."excuse me miss, would you mind coming here for a second?" he said as nicely as possible. "yes? what would you like?" replied the woman in an equally soft voice. "well, before i order something, may i say you have the most beautiful eyes in all of tamriel. i'm sure the nine divides would not deny it." the woman blushed, and tightened up quickly. "i- thank you" she said with a big, embarrassed smile. "that is surely the nicest thing anyone has said to me." draven smiled back at her 'i might get what i missed out on earlier in the morning' he thought to himself.

"might you want to accompany to a room later tonight?" the woman had no response. she was quite speechless. after a few seconds, draven stopped the awkward silence by saying "i will let you think on that. but for now, do you have any surlie brothers vintage 311?" the woman didn't expect that to happen. "uh- ... oh yes we do, im sorry. would you like a glass?" "yes. if you could, please."

he was there for half a minute before the young imperial was back with a glass of wine. "here you go sir." she said while putting it on the table. "thank you" he said with a grin. "and please, call me draven." the lady was very nervous. "i will gladly take you up on that offer you had given earlier. meet me here at 8:00. that is when i get off." draven had a big grin on his face "i will be here at 8:00 sharp. i am sure you will not regret it." as she walked away, draven picked up the glass, and started sipping on it slowly, like a noble would. this worked out quite perfectly he thought

[Modeus]

It had been a long tiresome day. Modeus, a Altmer, with long black hair, some bangs hanging over half his face. Fair almost pale skin, along with his black coat, he almost looked like a brother of night, however that wasn’t true. He had been walking, or when being chased by bandits, running. He would kill wild animals that would come after him, but not people, he disliked fighting them and wouldn’t dare raze his blade, however that made life a little harder for the High-Elf.

He had come across the inn on his journeys and decided to stop by to rest. Brushing some hair behind one ear. Upon entering he took his large blade from his back wrapped up in cloth already, and set it beside the table he seated himself at, further in the corner out of the way, hardly noticed at all.

He was a kindhearted, yet silent man, like a shadow no one noticed,, yet in anyone were ever to speak to him they could feel a warmth coming from him, but he also seemed cold, brown eyes that stared off into the distance, a soft yet stern voice. The waiter soon enough brought the water he asked for then hurried back to work. He wasn’t anyone to pay any attention to anyway, and he hardly paid attention to others. But something made him glance around the room. ‘Vampire’ he thought silently to himself, he could feel it. Strange enough Modeus was one often to hang around the creatures, why? Who knew there was a hidden place, where Vampires would gather and trade of sell things and get a drink. He often found himself there, he’d almost forgotten the way he first was aloud in.

Never bitten, but not always liked either, but some did care for him and even shared there stories, Modeus didn’t think them so much the monsters and animals of legends, but as one would any other stranger Vampire or nay, don’t trust to much until you know that person. He closed his eyes a moment and took a long slow drink from his glass of water. Who knew, this might be another interesting Vampire or not, simply Modeus hoped there wouldn’t be an excessive amount of bloodshed.

[Draven Zikaul]

(ooc: do you even have a character in this site?)

[Modeus]

[[OOC. This is Lucien lol. I am sorry I did have a profile but it was lost, I am having to redo it. ^^; if that’s a big problem I can use a different character. Sorry for the inconvenience. But I shall finish is ASAP, just let me know if you want me to post as someone else, or feel free to go ahead and post ^^]]

[Draven Zikaul]

draven sat on the chair with his legs crossed. his left leg was over the right one. he was sipping slowly and formally on his vintage 399 wine he had previously ordered. he was looking over to the woman he had 'seduced' earlier with his peripheral vision. his peripheral vision was highly exceeding the normal expectations of people, so he could see her quite fine. he suddenly felt a thought boring into him. he knew someone was thinking about him, or generally about him. he looked around quickly, and saw a man in the corner with a glass of water.

he waited for a second, to see if he would do anything, or if he was a vampire slayer or something similar. when he just closed his eyes and took a drink, he thought that he wouldn't be any trouble. he never really did trust his instincts when it came down to these kinds of things though. he gulped down the last little bit of wine that he had, and a little dropped on his body/ he had no shirt on, so he wasn't that worried, he just wiped it off.

he got up slowly, and walked over to the man. "hello." he said in a solid, dunmer voice as he flicked back a lock of hair. "what kind of blade is that?" he asked, trying to break the tension. he had just realized the sword wrapped up in cloth and was curious. he wasn't too used to talking to males so he was sort of nervous. "look, i'm not going to beat around the bush. are you a vampire hunter?" he asked, almost whispering while putting his hands down on the table, bending over to get a better look at this man while looking more intimidating. by the nine divines, please don't be a vampire hunter. i have plans with a beautiful imperial later on today, i do NOT want to fight someone. he thought, impatient for an answer. "well. ARE YOU!?" he said before potentially dangerous stranger had any time to respond. it had felt like at-least 10 seconds to draven, so he was getting a little angry. he had realized that a couple of people were looking at them, because his aggressive add-on he had just made was pretty loud. he paid no attention to them, while awaiting his answer.

[Modeus]

Modeus hardly noticed the Vampire anymore,. More content with himself. And thought he’d ordered some strawberries, but they were nowhere to be seen. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to reorder them or not. He was broke from his thoughts to look up and see a Dunmer, he blinked at first a little Dumbstruck with a quick “Hello” he almost felt he didn’t react fast enough, he didn’t talk to a whole lot of people, and defiantly not strangers so often, so he was also a little taken back.

“Hello” Modeus replied softly and smiled faintly. Then paused looking to his blade, was this man a robber? He seemed a little tense, of course Modeus most likely was as well. “I’m not sure it really has a name, it’s a special-made” he stated unsure if the man was asking to SEE it or just that bit of info, honestly he was confused still. Besides he didn’t want to unwrap it and be his luck someone walks in and misunderstands the two Elves.

The Dunmer then whispered to him, asking if he was a vampire hunter?! That was another surprise he just blinked dumbly again for a moment, almost afraid to reply and not sure how to reply he’d never been asked that before, of course he wasn’t a hunter of anything really. Finely a shout came as Modeus was about to speak, then stopped. He wasn’t a huge fan of shouting……this man sounded angry and possibly dangerous. His eyes looked almost worried then sucked in deeply and decided to just reply already. “No I am not.” he stated plainly, simply. Then looked down. “hum” he couldn’t help but smirk. “my only friends have ever been Vampires.” he sighed wondering if he smelled like one he couldn’t tell.

He looked up at the Vampire once again, he must be worried Modeus was going to ruin some plans, as long as the Vampire didn’t kill anyone, Modeus felt be should be able to just stay out of his way. Modeus face turned a little pink glancing around at all the people looking at them now. “YES, I am alone sir! How kind of you to ask to join me.” he stated, trying to cover the whole loud “well, ARE YOU!?” shout the vampire made. It was almost comical to think about. But it seemed to work. Modeus eyed the vampire and seemed to give a slight nod to say ‘sit if you want’. then took another drink of water.

[Draven Zikaul]

draven put his left hand on his 'sourswine' blade quickly ... but mine has a name. he was caught in the middle of a thought. the vampire was extremely relieved to hear that he wasn't a vampire hunter. draven was taken aback when he said his only friends are vampires pretty much. "i am quite surprised, but i guess that could be the reason why i felt you were a possible enemy. vampires are your company.i am sorry for yelling, but i was sort of stressing about vampire hunters."

"what? what are you talking abo-" draven stopped himself. oh he's covering for me. he thought. draven sat silently, feeling like a fool. "thank's for covering for me." draven said quietly, making it so only the vampire enthusiast could hear. draven rarely said anything like 'thank you' and wasn't too enthusiastic when he did. he would surely only say it once. draven sat there for a second or two, then reached his hand out formally, and asked "i'm draven. and you are?" he waited there with his hand out, waiting for the man across to him to react.





(ooc: sorry it's short, didnt really have too much in my brain...)

[Modeus]

Modeus chuckled lightly and nodded with a small smile. “its alright” he stated softly he didn’t dislike people. But he didn’t enjoy loud people either, hopefully this man would be calm and content now. A thanks was given and Modeus just smiled again. Perfectly content himself. Then the Vampire asked his name and gave his own. ‘Draven’ he thought about it a moment then nodded. “I am Modeus.” he nodded and brushed some hair back and reached out to take the man’s hand and shook it firmly.

Modeus took another drink of water then thanked the waitress as she finely brought up his order a few pieces of [cooked] meat, and some fruit. Maybe he was just odd, or tried to be, it was hard to say. Regardless he picked up a piece of meat with his fork and poked it in his mouth. After he swallowed he looked back to Draven. “its nice to have company though, please go ahead about your busyness if you like” he smiled.

Sadly he didn’t notice Draken, he thought he considered Draken a friend, but honestly it was hard to say who was a friend or not now. But he went back to thinking to himself and trying to figure out more about the strange vampire sitting in front of him now.

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