Mister Thirteen

~Nyte Bloods~

So, @LadyRunic, how do you want to do this?

I know originally I said "the park", but Liam tricking Alice into an alleyway right near her place seems more plausible.

Also, how do you want the turnout of the attack to be?
We know that he attacks, feeds on, and "infects" Alice. But what then?
I'm thinking someone or something "scares him off". What say you?

~Nyte Bloods~

Liam returned her smile and glanced across the little cafe at nearby clock.

"Oh dear," he said with a glint of surprise,"it's nearly nine-thirty."

True enough, on the nearby wall clock, the hour hand was halfway between nine and ten o'clock, while the minute hand creeped past nine twenty-eight, edging toward the marked six at the bottom of the clock face.

"Time has flown it seems," he said looking back to Alice,"such as is when in fine company sadly." He smiled coyly at Alice on his remark, suddenly drawing up his thin lips and making a kissing motion at her. His smile unwavering, his dimples deeply riveted into the corners of his mouth. At this point, he saw little point in holding back on his efforts of flirting with Alice.
After all, he felt they had broken the ice thoroughly.

He stood up before Alice,"Shall I see you home? The streets of New York are no place for a young lady to be traipsing about alone."

~Nyte Bloods~

Liam sipped down the last of the tea from his cup as Alice questioned him regarding his career, his work. He had expected that question to come up, though that didn't make answering it any easier.
As he drained the last drop of honeyed tea, he sat his cup aside, leaning back in his seat with his arms crossed, his face holding a straight look of slight sternness. He looked Alice right in the face, holding the serious expression that begat his pale face.

"I am a..." he started, his eyes remaining locked on her face,"surgeon."

"A surgeon," he repeated, a little louder than the first time,"you know, blood and the general works. It's not really a pleasant topic of conversation, least of all now. But to answer your question sweet Alice; I am a surgeon. My work is my very life, my...point of existence."
He finished with a slight smirk and a sideways glance out a nearby window before looking back to Alice, his redundantly warm smile of the evening returning once more as he looked upon her.

"Is there anything else you wish to know?" He asked kindly.

~Nyte Bloods~

Liam released a short chuckle at Alice's model question, his gaze downward at his cup of tea.
Without looking up he said,"Not quite. Though the idea of such is rather flattering, I do appreciate that."
He looked up with a smile at her, the light making his eyes almost shine.

"You know," he said,"your not so bad yourself." His smile grew and, as he took a short sip of tea, winked at her over the cup at his face.

He lowered his cup and sat it on the table, speaking as he did,"You know I'm actually quite impressed with you, Alice. Your very much devoted to your work, which is also obviously an artistic passion as well, and yet you still maintain a social aspect to you. Most people so involved with their work don't really get out much."

~Nyte Bloods~

Liam waved her off with a short smile, accepting her apology though assuring her it was alright.
For himself he ordered a small and simple honey tea, no need for anything exquisite at the moment. He truly wasn't a tea person, but more of a wine sipper, though it would've been rude to try and dictate the flow of things, especially since it was he that asked her out. At the very least he owed her the courtesy of her preference.

Besides, considering what's to come, at the least I think she's entitled to a final pleasure of some sort.

He felt a smirk edging across his lips, which he quickly dispelled.
As he received his honey and lemon tea, he turned to Alice.
"This is a nice little cafe, lively enough, but not boisterous. How much time to you spend here, Alice?"

~Nyte Bloods~

@LadyRunic

~Nyte Bloods~

@LadyRunic, feel free to skip ahead to wherever Alice is taking Liam for tea. Unless you would prefer that Liam actually attack her en'route. Though truthfully, he prefers for his prey's blood to flow thin and freely, which is caused by ingestion of food and beverage of course.

~Nyte Bloods~

"Very good." He said with a smile.

He stepped back from the counter as she prepared herself, idly gazing about the shop once more, the almost goofy smile never fading from his face.
He looked at her coat with idle admiration, though in his opinion it wasn't as keen as the one he had purchased, it was still a nice wear for her.

"Tea seems well enough, as your not a drinker and coffee is a bit of a silly evening drink for one honestly. So then, off we go for tea, sweep me away to said tea place. I would sweep you away but as I don't know the direction, well..." He gave a sheepish shrug and his smile stretched apart into a thin grin.

He stepped over to the door, opening it wide and gesturing outward with a single hand.

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Liam gave Alice a small smile and reached into his front left pocket, withdrawing a simple brown leather wallet. He reached inside the leather folds and withdrew three bills, a one hundred and a twenty, and a one dollar bill to cover tax.

He lay them on the counter in front of Alice and put his wallet away. He casually looked around and adjusted his new coat as he did. He couldn't help but slightly beaming to himself as he saw his reflection in the store mirror, impressed with his new attire and how it suited him.

"I have a question," he suddenly said," do you like wine?"

He had turned his eyes back to Alice as he finished his sentence.

"Or maybe an evening coffee or tea might suit?" He asked, making direct eye contact at Alice, a narrow smile stretched across his face, a glint of longing in his icy blue eyes.

"You see," he continued,"my evening is rather free, and it isn't terribly late you know. If your closing up anytime soon I'll gladly hang about and wait."
His smile was now wider than ever, the corners of his mouth pressing thin dimples into his cheeks.

~Nyte Bloods~

Liam was pleased at what he saw, and felt. The coat fit him like a glove, and it felt as comfortable as it could, he was needless to say quite pleased.
He listened as Alice chattered on about making adjustments, taking in and letting out as it were. Though he listened, he didn't feel that there was anything that needed to be done, the coat was more than satisfactory to him.

"No need for any of that," Liam said assertively, yet politely, "I like it as it is. It feels quite comfortable, and I feel it suits me."

He faced her directly and said,"I do thank you for this, I was starting to give up on ever finding such a unique article of my personal interest. It looks a fine job. I'll take it as is. I believe you said it's one-twenty, correct?"