The Dark (open)

[Perplexia]

"this may surprise you Count Arrogance, but I'm a firm believer in at least three dates before a kiss, much less becoming someones blood doll. As you so gallantly pointed out, i am not one of these trollups that think its cool to have someone bite me. It is however good to know that i serve some purpose in this twisted world of thought you have. I should be honored to be chosen for my ability to keep my mouth shut. To me the mere idea is as simplistic as using a person for sex. I am not in the habit of being used as a purpose because I'm convenient. Your charm may work on the 'goths', but not only am i finding it appalling, but I'm finding it tiresome. Good night Count Arrogance"

Her heart raced as she steped back from the door. She had never had this reaction to anyone, and yet she was fighting to deny it with every ounce of who she was.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier stood at the door for a moment, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Hmmm..." He pulled his hand away from the door, "Very well."

He took a step back, "I had initially thought that the reason you did not carry the scent of man was because perhaps you were shy, unable to speak up, and as a result not the kind of woman that most men are drawn to. You have opened my eyes however." He closed his eyes and nodded, taking a moment to calm his nerves, "With your attitude I can understand why it is that you don't carry the scent of a man. What kind of man could stand to be with a woman as irritable as you?" He turned around completely now, leaning back against her door, taking off his wring and examining it, "I have shown interest in you, I have been kind to you, and the only things that I have received have been harsh words, and a nickname that does not fit me."

He sighed softly, "I am not arrogant. If I was arrogant I would have exploded in anger at you by now for challenging my belief system by not wanting me to bed you. I believe what you are basing my nickname on is the fact that I said I would not demean myself by raping you. This was not meant to make me seem large, or to make you seem small. The simple fact is, that if I wanted sex, or food, the simple trollop goth girls are willing to give both to almost anyone" He looked at his ring for a few more moments, "So as you can see, that statement actually had nothing to do with you, other than the fact that you have acted so cold towards me, and I was quite certain that you wouldn't be inviting me into your bed, or be willing to let me feed off of you, and really, I have no desire to do either to someone who isn't willing because that complicates things a great deal."

He closed his eyes, slipping his ring back onto his finger, "I also know for a fact that you aren't going to give me the benefit of three dates." He smirked softly, "You won't even tell me your name." He chuckled a bit at that, "But I have had time to think about it, and I really don't think I'm all that interested in your blood anyway." He slipped his hands into his pockets, "With your heart as closed as it is, I can't imagine that I would be able to stomach the taste."

 

[Perplexia]

"good" she said stubbornly. "then thats settled I'm not going to be your blood doll" "Pick me up tomorrow night for our first date at 7:30, and we will see what it is to be civil, or if you can bother to not insult me with in the first fifteen minutes. And Xavier, she said softly.. My name is Raven, goodnite"

She didn't wait for his answer to see if he'd accept the date, she knew he would. Her feet could be heard bounding up the stairs. She ran into her room collapsing on the bed. Her heart was beating so rapidly. In all of her life she'd never been so infuriated or in turn been able to push someones buttons as much as they pushed her own. She didn't hold much hope that he'd make it through the first date. But he did withstand her wit and spite. No one had ever taken that much from her with out thinking she was insane or holding up their hands and walking away.

Raven kept herself away from the romance world. She had watched the emotional turmoil that short lived romances. She didn't find much use for her own race. Her world consisted of the undead, the knowledge that she could gain, the forever possibilities. Perhaps she was a romantic, but not quite in the way he saw it.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier smiled softly and then slowly began walking away, "I guess I'll have to dig out my very best clothing then." He chuckled and then slowly walked down the steps, his footsteps turning silent halfway down them. After that he seemed to have vanished completely into the shadows. He would have to come up with something very special for her for their date, or maybe he would let her come up with something, since it seemed that all of his suggestions offended her. He'd just have to worry about making himself look appealing. The rest would come, he was sure about that.

 

[Perplexia]

Raven woke in afternoon and stretched under the sun that beamed through her window. "God i hate the sun she moaned shutting her curtains." She went to her living room opening up her lap top. Okay Mr Vampire she said with a smile, lets see if you're real. She had developed quite a database for time lines and such. Using a few cross reference points she stopped frozen. Xavier Driretlan..a Lord of Roman lands in 67AD. A disciple of Brittanicus who was thought to have made the first Vampire Empire Longinus in 65AD.
"bloody hell, the sketch that appeared was a very close resemblance to him" no wonder he was arrogant she thought, he's been alive forever.
She looked in to his past a little further, finding at one point he had taken a vampire bride who betrayed him for gold bars. She had evidently been a wench he took a fancy to. It says that he returned the favor by dropping some clues to some hunters of where her lair was. He disappeared after that, some thought he was dead, others say he went into Antarctica an lived off of seals preferring the coldness and never desiring to feel the rush of love again. End of reference for him. She looked up the reference to the ring, it was a unique ring, designed for their wedding. she remembered him playing with one.

Raven stood up and paced the room. She couldn't possibly go through with this date, or could she. She almost felt guilty knowing so much about him. She decided that she would go through with it, if anything to learn more about him. He could possibly be one of the oldest living vampires in the world.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier looked at the ring for a few more moments, sitting silently in his study, the only light coming from an oil lamp in the corner. This woman was troublesome, he had noticed that, but she was able to resist him to such a complete level it made her interesting. He smiled softly at that, turning the ring of the royal calddaugh over in his fingers several times, smiling softly. At least with this woman he would know exactly where he stood. He slipped the ring back onto his finger, making sure that the heart pointed down his finger. It had been many many years since he had worn it facing the other direction. He wondered for a moment if this woman would be the one who would be able to change that.

He brought his fingers to his chin, thinking about everything that had happened recently. He was going to have to come up with his attire for the evening soon enough, but was completely uncertain of how he should dress. He sighed softly. He supposed he would come up with something, probably something that expressed his style. He turned his attention to the oil lamp and then smiled softly. All he had to do was get through three dates, and then he would get to see if this girl was really as interesting as he thought she would be.

 

[Perplexia]

She stood blankly as she looked at her closet. Nothing, she had absolutely nothing she could wear. She had a array of clothes. Of course her clothes were all black.

Finally she picked a dress. She headed to the shower and went about the routine to get primmed. She decided this evening to go w/ her hair let down.

Raven placed a light coat of make up on, enough to highlight her features, and still not appear like a raccoon or a whore. The closer the time got the more she feared shed lose her nerve.

The knock on the door at 7:25 caused her to jump, "coming" she yelled grabbing her bag, and keys. As she reached the door she opened it expecting to see Xavier.
"Raven, did you get all dressed up for me?" "fuck off Marcus" she said trying to close the door in his face as he stuck his foot in it.
"look, i admit i was an ass but i've changed baby."
"Did you tell any of the women you cheated on me with this?" She asked lightly.
"You know the only reason i went to them was because you wouldn't give me what i wanted. But i think you will tonight".
"You're drunk, you're ass, and I'd sooner rot in hell then have your hands on me ever!"
Marcus reached in the door grasping her hair.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier had seemed to appear from the shadows. He was wearing all black, and the red streaks in his long hair were gone this time. His black shirt had a flared collar on it, but other than the differing color and collar, it looked as if it could have been the same shirt, and he wore it in the same way. He was also wearing a pair of black slacks, and what looked to be a respectable pair of dress shoes.

His hand had immediately shot up as soon as he had appeared and he had taken a hold of this man's hair, pulling a bit to let him know that he was in fact there, "It isn't nice to pull hair." He slowly blinked, "Now you should let go of my date." He was quite sure that this man who smelled quite strongly of alcohol would do as he asked, only so that he could turn around and try to start a fist fight, but that was fine, since it did indeed get the reaction that Xavier was looking for. He hadn't looked up at Raven yet, mostly because he was focused on the man who's hair he had grasped between his fingers.

 

[Perplexia]

Marcus let go turning and swinging only to miss. Raven fell back into the door frame. She blinked slightly as she watched Xavier handle Marcus with ease and almost enjoyment.
In a matter of moments Marcus was on the ground holding his nose. Raven shut the door and locked it. She smiled up at Xavier, "you sir have impeccable timing."

she walked over to Marcus and kicked him square in the ribs. "The next time you even think about laying a hand on a woman i want you to remember this moment. You were never worth a thought i had then, and you'll never be worth another."

With that she took Xavier's arm, For the first time since he'd met her he would be able to smell a bit of fear. The fear wasn't of him. But of something deeper.
"so where are you taking me she asked as they were out of distance. She realized she was still hanging on to his arm and slowly removed her hand as they walked.

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier continued to walk picking up the fear from her, wondering if it had anything to do with the way that he had handled the drunken thug. He slowly blinked his emerald eyes as he thought about that for a few moments. He spoke softly to her mention that he had impeccable timing first, "My timing was actually not what was impeccable. You are the one who chose 7:30 for the time at which I would pick you up, and it seems that the drunken brute chose a time that corresponded with the time that I was supposed to arrive to appear at your doorstep." He kept his eyes trained forward, "I merely arrived five minutes before the prearranged time in an attempt to impress you by arriving early."

He continued to walk, taking note of the fact that she had let his hand slip away from his arm. He supposed that was understandable. He looked over to her for a moment, "You look very stunning by the way." He continued to walk, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

He thought about the question of where they would be going. He really hadn't put all that much thought into it. It was only now that he had been told that he was the one who would have to answer this question. He spoke softly, "I hadn't decided yet." He continued to walk, "I'm sure that we could find a movie that we could both enjoy. I personally like action movies, and comedies." He continued to walk slowly, "I also know of a glow in the dark bowling ally, that might offer more fun than a movie and has the benefit of you beating me at a sport." He smiled softly, "I was hoping to avoid club scenes and bars if at all possible." He smiled softly, knowing that both of the options that he had listed we not necessarily romantic in nature, and he was wondering if Raven was going to pick up on that.

 

[Perplexia]

She waited a couple moments after he spoke and then responded her mind still trying to grasp how she was going to live down being basically rescued. "well i am rather glad that you decided to impress me by arriving early, and thank you, you look quite dashing yourself."

His comments were quite precise and calculated she decided. He's going to let me take control of this as to not appear like a fool. "They all sound okay, she said lightly, i don't mind avoiding the bars and clubs, I'm not a particular social junkie in case you didn't notice" she laughed lightly.

"so tell me she said as they walked, is it true that vampires can't eat regular food? and when exactly did the bat myth come into play, or is it actuality and what did you think about Queen of the Damned, and Dracula, and which do you think was a better example of a vampire..and did you ever meet my great great great great uncle?. It was said that he actually was friends with vampires and they tried to prevent his death, but they burned him in the day, so they annihilated the people that caused it. do you know anything about that?.." I suppose i should try asking one question at a time."

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier continued walking keeping his eyes directly ahead of him for a few moments before slowly turning his gaze to the woman after letting her finish all of her questions, "No. I'm not sure what you mean. I try to avoid today's fiction about my affliction. It's possible. I do know about that." He smiled softly and then turned his gaze back ahead of himself, "Now I believe I'm allowed to ask five questions since you were allowed to ask five."

His calm emerald eyes watched his path closely for a few moments seeming to be considering his options for questions, "What paper do you work for? Do you have any interests beyond vampires? What are your hobbies? What is your favorite color?" He seemed to pause for a few moments giving his last question a little bit of thought. He then smirked softly and looked over to her, "Do you have some sort of bed wear or do you sleep in the nude?"

He didn't let his eyes stay on her very long, instead looking back to the path that he was following. He was sure that if nothing else the last question would probably catch her off guard. It had potential to upset her as well, but then again, some of her questions could be considered upsetting if taken the wrong way, or if he was a bit more edgy about the fact that he was in fact a vampire. So far it seemed that the fact he had fangs and drank blood was the only factor that kept her interest, and in truth he found that a bit irritating.

 

[Perplexia]

His last question made her roll her eyes slightly. "Indeed she said lightly i suppose that did in fact give you the right to ask five, but being as you only answered one, then so shall i. She smirked and laughed lightly. My answer to your question is "Yes". She laughed again knowing that could have answered two of his questions, and letting his perverted mind choose the wrong one.

"I suppose that was rather rude of me, and for that i am sorry, i tend to be to curious for my own good. When i was a child, i was quite sickly, was kept in doors a lot, I had no offspring and my parents both worked. I was left to entertain myself. We lived in an old home, i suppose by todays terms it would have been considered a manor of sorts. I was looking one day through the bookcase and started to pull out a book called The Vampyre by John Polidori.
the bookcase started to move and a passage opened up behind it. Taking a flashlight i began my descend down the stairs. It led to a small room and in it i found another copy of the book i had pulled, i found scrolls and history in the abundance of things my uncle had managed to smuggle to relatives.

Things in my life had started to be clearer, i began to understand snide comments my mother would make to my father. I was able to be undiscovered in this secret of mine for years. I think perhaps once my father found out. But he said nothing until he died. On his deathbed he declared to me " your purpose is to protect the dead and the secrets they carry, tell the truth and learn all you can." "The living" he said .."are the weak, you'll understand one day under a Raven sky." A smile graced her face lightly as a tear slid down her cheek. And that she said lightly wiping it.. should give you a good window into why i am am cold and distant, and a contemporary couch potato." she laughed lightly

 

[Bluemage]

He continued walking and then turned his eyes over to her again, "I actually answered three of your questions. The first was 'is the rumor about vampires not being able to eat human food true' to which I answered no. The second question I answered was actually an indirect answer. You asked me what I thought about two pieces of fiction, and I told you that I was unfamiliar with them, which results in me having no thoughts about them. The third question was if I knew anything about your great, great, great, great uncle's death, to which I responded, 'yes'." He continued walking, "You only answered one of my questions, since only one of them could have been answered with yes or no. This means that you do have interests beyond vampires, since my last question was actually a choice between two options, of whether you sleep in the nude, or wear something to bed." He smirked softly, "I'm no longer interested in the answer to the question of what your favorite color is. My guess is black, since in both of the times I have seen you, it has been the main color of your attire. I would like to pull tat question from my roster before yo answer the remaining two questions that I have earned."

He continued walking, thinking about her childhood. He didn't speak up about his own. Based on the questions that she had started up with he was beginning to think that she had cheated and done a little bit of research on him. He continued to walk, "The questions of most importance would be what paper you work for and your hobbies. The question of your bedtime attire, while interesting to me, is not an important question because I am quite sure that I'm not going to be allowed to see it anyway, since your interest focuses on what I am rather than who I am." His face didn't seem to show any emotion with the last words, not even disappointment. He kept his hands in his pockets, "If you would like to answer the question of bedroom attire I suppose that would earn you another question from me, wouldn't it?" He turned his eyes to her, "Which means that yo could continue to question me about vampires."

 

[Perplexia]

From the way he spoke she gathered she had offended him. This time it actually wasn't her intention.
"my mistake she said lightly, i presumed it to be a run on sentence."

"I work at the Daily Times, my favorite color is actually green, black is not a color, Yes i do have interest beyond vampires, my hobbies ..I'm a wishful painter, a half ass artist, a wanna be sculptor and a lousy poet. She smiled.
"And yes i have some sort of bed wear, and yes i sleep nude as well."

"As for more questions about vampires, thank you, but I'm afraid that I'd be more interested in who you are. I apologize if i came off a bit to strong on that. My mouth tends to spit out my thoughts quite forcefully, sometimes before i can think of how they may be taken. I simply offer in my defense I've spent most of my life researching and learning with out ever having the honor you have bestowed upon me. For that i am most thankful. But will not stab you with any of my questions on the topic "

 

[Bluemage]

He continued to walk for a few more moments and then stopped. He felt a gentle breeze blow by and smiled softly as it caused his hair to wave slightly. He then turned his attention to the girl again.

He looked at her for a few moments before speaking again, "I apologize as well. If you truly wish to continue your line of vampire questioning, I will not stop you." He turned his eyes back to where they were headed, "I just thought that this would be a terrible waste of a date if rather than thinking of me as a man you thought of me only as a vampire." He stared down the path that they had been taking for a moment, "I truly have absolutely no idea where it is that we are going..." He turned his attention back to her, and found himself wondering if he should make hints that this date seemed to be a bit of a bust and maybe they should head their separate ways. He sighed softly and then smiled, "I believe I am beginning to understand the irritation that you felt when I mentioned that I was interested in feeding off of your blood. Being interesting to someone because of a single factor is a bit irritating." He sighed softly and then turned to start walking back in the direction that they had originally come from, "You're blood was not the only thing that interested me."

He continued walking back towards Raven's home again, his hand still thrust deep into his pockets. He was quite sure that she would follow him. He spoke up again, "I believe I owe you two answers to your questions now."

 

[Perplexia]

As he turned walking back toward her house she stopped and sat on a bench. Watching him walk away talking. He wasn't far enough away to where she didn't hear him, but wondered how long it would take him to realize she had no interest in stoping the date, it may have gotten off wrong, but she didn't have any intention on giving up on it. She sat for a moment and smiled, he actually got it.

"Xavier" she said lightly enough to where his exemplary hearing should beable to pick it up and grasp his attention. He stopped and looked to his side and then back at her. She sat w/ her legs crossed and her hand up on her knee under her chin as she smiled at him truly for the first time. "what are your interest, other then blood dolls" she laughed lightly, "how do you feel about art history?"

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier turned and began to walk over to where she was sitting on the bench. He looked at her for a few more moments before sitting on the bench next to her. He sat there for a few moments, almost acting as if he hadn't heard her questions. He then spoke softly, "You keep saying that word 'blood doll'." He turned his gaze to her, "It is like you are afraid that after I drink you're blood you'll be under my control or something, or that I view you more as a thing than a person." He turned his eyes back to the space in front of them and looked at it for a few more moments.

He spoke softly, "I'm not sure what you mean by interests. I write racy novels in my spare time if that is what you mean." He looked at the ground at his feet for a few more moments, "I suppose my interests would include music...I'm not really sure what you are looking for though."

He slowly looked up from the ground and then over to her, "I lived through art history, so I'm not entirely sure what you are looking for in that question either. I suppose it can be interesting, but there is far too much focus on trying to figure out what the artist meant, or what they were feeling." He looked back to his hands, smiling softly, "It seems that every piece of artwork has some sort of message it was trying to convey, and that bothers me a bit. Why can't there be art for the sake of art?"

He looked back to her again, "I'll start the question ball rolling again, I suppose..." He thought about it for a few more moments, "If it takes until the third date before you will let me kiss you, how many dates should I wait before giving you a gift? Why does it offend you so much when I ask to drink your blood? Would you rather take this converstion somewhere warm and inviting to you such as your home? What is your favorite desert topping?" He smirked softly, "And because this date seems to be going rather badly, and I'm not sure I'm going to get another chance, is there any chance that we can skip the three date waiting period and move directly to that kiss?"

 

[Perplexia]

"thats not at all what i meant" she said shaking her head.. "i use blood doll loosely i suppose, i meant it as more of a joke trying to move past yesterday, perhaps poke a little fun at it." "what a blood doll is to me is someone thats used as a food source, nothing more nothing less, just a living supply and abundance."

"I seem to be implying a lot of different things, perhaps your right.. perhaps this was a bad idea. I don't do this whole social mixing thing very well. Its sad though because i really had hoped we could actually have a successful date one."

"As for the art history, I've never quite understood how anyone had the ability to predict what or what not the artist was thinking or feeling when they did a piece. In anything I've ever done it has always been just something i came up with in a mood or a thought but never anything more complex and in depth."

"if we can't make it past date one how can we make it two which leads more so to the significance of three?, and no we can't just skip past it, that ruins the whole logically sequence of having a three date rule," she laughed again.

"as for gifts, you've already given me one, as for material items, i don't have much experience in receiving them, but if you feel the urge i will try to be gracious."

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier sat silently for a few moments, nodding to the answers that he received. He kept looking forward, rather than looking at the girl. Slowly he turned his eyes to her. He smiled softly and then spoke again, his voice soft and calm, "You didn't answer all of my questions, Raven. There were important questions in there, like what is your favorite desert toping, and why are you so offended at the prospect of me feeding off of you, making you literally my lifeblood."

He sighed softly, "I suppose if you find those questions to be a bit intrusive, you need not answer them. In any case you have answered two questions, I suppose if we are going to skip the rest I suppose I should answer two of your questions as well." He smiled softly as he looked at her, waiting for her to ask more of her questions.

 

[Perplexia]

I suppose she said lightly thinking for a moment before she responded. I find the idea of being a supply of food a bit degrading. I understand your view point of warm bloods. I understand that in actuality we are not the superior race. But i would never be content with just being a food item, just as i suppose i would never be content with being a mistress to a married man.
I'm sure there is quite a bit of pleasure involved, otherwise why would people volunteer, but to me its like reducing myself to an object instead of a person.

Much like i did when i started making inquires regarding what you are, versus who you are. As for desert toppings, i would have to say hardshell fudge.

Why did you choose this town? Why do you think that you're so drawn to me? could it be as simple as i deny you what you want and you're not use to that? Or do you think its possible that theres a deeper reason?

 

[Bluemage]

Xavier smiled softly and then stood up again. He thought about her questions for a moment, bringing his hand to his chin. He then turned his eyes to look at her. He smirked and then reached his hand out to her to help her off of the bench.

"There is no reason for why I chose this place. It is simply where I found myself one day." He smirked softly at that, "The rest of your questions can all be answered at once, making your question period a bit of a waste." He took a hold of her hand and pulled her up to her feet.

He smiled as he looked at her for a moment before his hand slipped out and cupped the side of her face against his palm. "The fact that you deny me does indeed make you more interesting. It also has a benefit to it, that being that you can become my sheath. A mindless drone who is incapable of denying me anything that I ask cannot serve this purpose since they will follow everything I say, and would find themselves unable to stop me if I were to go too far. The fact that you resist me proves that you can." He smiled softly, "You are also stunningly beautiful, and have the shy girl sex appeal, even if you are a bit too outspoken to really use it properly." He looked at her for a few more moments, "You know enough about history that you aren't going to tell anyone what I am in an attempt to impress your friends or achieve some standard of fame, which is convenient for me." His eyes stared into hers, "The challenge of making you love me promises to be entertaining." He slowly pulled his hand away from her cheek, "Your fascination with my affliction is actually genuine. You don't carry the scent of another man. You are intelligent and clever, which is also a bit of a downside at times. There are many reasons that I chose you, and not all of them even have anything to do with your blood."

 

[Perplexia]

She stepped away from him as her heart began to race incredibly fast. "So I'm conveinant, untouched, and I'm entertainment. Every girls dream all rolled into one."
"I honestly wanted to make an attempt to be civil with you Xavier, i honestly wanted to find the man beneath the image. But I'm beginning to think you are what you are, and unlike me perhaps there are not any walls there that need to go through."

"I had hoped we would at least make it to date two, but perhaps you were right, perhaps we should cut our losses, count this as an experience learned and go our separate ways." Her emotions weren't anger but a mixture of sadness and disappointment.

She was sad that her value was so minimal, and disappointed that she would not see him again.

Raven's eyes went down as she turned and began to walk home.

 

[Bluemage]

He blinked as she pulled away and began to turn, "What is it that you want to hear from me?" He looked at her, "I am telling you that in the incredibly short time that we have known each other I feel that I can trust you. I am telling you that I think you are very attractive, and that I am a bit shocked that no one has laid clam to you yet." He looked at her and then shook his head, slipping his hands into his pockets, "You humans are very strange. I have told you that I would like for it to be true that I need you in order to survive. I have told you that I want to stay close to you." He sighed softly and then shrugged, "But none of that seems to matter to you. Somehow you are looking for some huge commitment from me or something, like you keep expecting me to take a knee and propose. If that is what you are waiting for, perhaps you didn't understand my meaning when I said that you would become my only source of food." He looked at her, "I don't want to have to search for willing women anymore. I'd much rather just stay with you." He shrugged softly and then looked up to the sky.

It was obvious that he still didn't have something that she wanted. It was because he wasn't human. He was sure that all of these things were supposed to be romantic, but it seemed that he just didn't have the charm for the kind of woman that she was. He spoke up again, "Of course if you would rather not take me with you...if you'd rather that I weren't close to you...well, I suppose there will always be drunks who can pull you around by your hair."

He sighed softly and shrugged before turning away from her, "It seems this was a lost cause from the start. The only reason that I interested you at all was because of my affliction, and just because it controls your attraction to me, you have decided that it is the only factor controlling my attraction to you." He closed his eyes, "Not as clever as I thought, it seems."

 

[Perplexia]

She stopped in her tracks spinning around on her heals facing his back.
"Evidently you are as deaf as you are inapt to the ways to romancing a woman."
"and now you try and bait me with guilt and a replay of a rather embarrassing moment for me. Do you have any idea what a demeaning moment it was for me to actually have to be saved like a damsel in distress from some pathetic romance novel? No no i suppose you wouldn't. To you i am some historian that can't see past your gift that you call an affliction. Yet you have yet to look past my mortality as anything as much more then a conventional way to live, and a source of entertainment to see how long it takes you to get me to fall in love with you. As if its a game or a conquest.

And for the record, you had my attention and interest when you answered my trivia question,
my attraction to you was the first moment i stood within a foot of you. Perhaps you'd like to remember that this was before you declared your certain "affliction".
And why on earth would you even begin to want to "stay" with me, when we seem to do nothing but misunderstand the others intentions, and irritate each other. We hardly know each other, and i hardly think desert toppings is a seg way into wishing you to drop on your knee. If i have withstood the test of the men of my generation thus far, what would you lead you to believe after a date that seems to end with us flinging accusations at each other that i would be seeking such a thing from you."