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Author of 4 published books.
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Lover of pokemon, Doctor Who, Harry Potter and more.
British, single, gay, male.
Once compared to a really nice cake.
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Lover of pokemon, Doctor Who, Harry Potter and more.
British, single, gay, male.
Once compared to a really nice cake.
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Bringing this one back up as I want to start another 1 or 2 RPs up!
Alex chuckled at the curtsy, but it saddened him that his behaviour wasn't considered the norm anymore. The fact that it warranted such a reply was a rather saddening fact.
He inhaled deeply as the scent of petrichor filled the air. He loved the fresh scent of a storm.
He followed Victoria outside and was instantly soaked again. He had dried a little in the cafe, but within seconds his hair was soaked and his clothes were beginning to stick to his skin. He looked at Victoria, catching her watching him. He smiled to himself a little before they began walking. He liked Victoria, and he sometimes felt himself feeling something similar to romantic feelings for her, but he wouldn't let those take hold. He was a vampire, of course he couldn't date her. Especially considering that, one day, she'd find out his secret. And, of course, even if she didn't, he would have to leave before she noticed he wasn't aging.
He inhaled deeply as the scent of petrichor filled the air. He loved the fresh scent of a storm.
He followed Victoria outside and was instantly soaked again. He had dried a little in the cafe, but within seconds his hair was soaked and his clothes were beginning to stick to his skin. He looked at Victoria, catching her watching him. He smiled to himself a little before they began walking. He liked Victoria, and he sometimes felt himself feeling something similar to romantic feelings for her, but he wouldn't let those take hold. He was a vampire, of course he couldn't date her. Especially considering that, one day, she'd find out his secret. And, of course, even if she didn't, he would have to leave before she noticed he wasn't aging.
Alex chuckled. 'I never have other plans. I hate people, remember?' It wasn't strictly true, but he was a little anti-social. Over the years he had realised that the only people worth knowing were those you couldn't resist. The pain caused by the loss of a loved one was worth nothing less than those who made immortal life worth living. He lived for people like Victoria, who would make him feel alive again.
He smiled at her. 'Your sense of direction is not what worries me. I know what people our age are capable of.'
He followed her to the door and gripped the edge, gesturing toward it. 'Ladies first.' He knew that his gentlemanly ways didn't fit into the time period, but he couldn't resist it. He had the undying urge to want to make people feel special, important even. He knew, especially in recent years, that lots of young women worried about how they were perceived.
He would never admit, even to himself, that he could love anyone. Love was too dangerous. Too close. Too morbid when it ended. So relationships were not something he would pursue, or open himself up too, but he did prefer the company of young women, to that of young men. The problem was in the minds of modern men. They were uncultured, ridiculous and somewhat dull. He preferred a good woman, a lady who could not only accept your friendship for what it was, but also provide a stimulating conversation.
Modern men and neanderthals had too much in common, in his opinion.
He smiled at her. 'Your sense of direction is not what worries me. I know what people our age are capable of.'
He followed her to the door and gripped the edge, gesturing toward it. 'Ladies first.' He knew that his gentlemanly ways didn't fit into the time period, but he couldn't resist it. He had the undying urge to want to make people feel special, important even. He knew, especially in recent years, that lots of young women worried about how they were perceived.
He would never admit, even to himself, that he could love anyone. Love was too dangerous. Too close. Too morbid when it ended. So relationships were not something he would pursue, or open himself up too, but he did prefer the company of young women, to that of young men. The problem was in the minds of modern men. They were uncultured, ridiculous and somewhat dull. He preferred a good woman, a lady who could not only accept your friendship for what it was, but also provide a stimulating conversation.
Modern men and neanderthals had too much in common, in his opinion.
Alex nodded. 'Do I ever say no?' He winked and stood up from his own chair, walking around and it moving it back in place, tucked under the table. 'Want me to walk you back to campus?' He asked. Of course he would offer, he was a gentleman. He knew times were different from when he was a young man, but he couldn't shake the gentlemanly nature that had been instilled in him as a boy. He had always been taught to pay for any date he may have, to always walk a lady back to her home. Of course now he knew that the main reason behind walking a lady home, to protect her, wasn't necessarily needed, as a lot of females could probably outrun, or even defend themselves against, a lot of attackers.
But what if she runs into a vampire?
That was the question that was always in the back of his mind when he offered to walk her home.
But what if she runs into a vampire?
That was the question that was always in the back of his mind when he offered to walk her home.
Alex smirked. 'What about "Alex has never been showing off as far as I am aware?"' He downed the last of his coffee and looked out of the window. The rain seemed to be slowing, and he wondered if they should take their leave while it was quieter.
Alex turned to Victoria as she spoke. 'Just what I was thinking.' He agreed. 'I have a few things to arrange before things start up again tomorrow.' He smiled, though there was a ghost of sadness just behind it. He tried not to let his loneliness show, but sometimes it slipped through the cracks.
Luckily, his worry was not bleeding through. He could feel a storm on the horizon, and it had nothing to do with the weather. Something huge, dramatic and very chaotic was going to happen. He could feel destruction in the air, reverbing back to him. He didn't want to think what it could be, but part of him thought he knew. Something was familiar, and if it was, he would need to be involved. If nothing else, he would need to protect Victoria... Somehow.
Alex turned to Victoria as she spoke. 'Just what I was thinking.' He agreed. 'I have a few things to arrange before things start up again tomorrow.' He smiled, though there was a ghost of sadness just behind it. He tried not to let his loneliness show, but sometimes it slipped through the cracks.
Luckily, his worry was not bleeding through. He could feel a storm on the horizon, and it had nothing to do with the weather. Something huge, dramatic and very chaotic was going to happen. He could feel destruction in the air, reverbing back to him. He didn't want to think what it could be, but part of him thought he knew. Something was familiar, and if it was, he would need to be involved. If nothing else, he would need to protect Victoria... Somehow.
Alex chuckled. 'Do you really think that was me showing off?' He shook his head.
Alex would always downplay his wealth. He never wanted to overstep the mark. Having anything too expensive would be enough to question it. The story about his parents death and his inheritance covered 2 bases. How he got his money, and where his family were. He could hide behind the lies, and no one would question it too much. Anyone of his perceived age was generally to self-centered to probe much into his history, or too scared of bringing up bad memories, or offending him. People tended not to ask too many questions of him, for whatever reason they may have, anyway. He liked it that way.
Alex eyed the pendant that Victoria had subconsciously touched. She seemed to have a habit of doing that whenever the subject of his parents or the inheritance they had left came up. Part of him felt bad that he had picked that lie, after he had learned of Victoria's past, but of course, it was far too late to backpedal by that point.
Unfortunately, immortality did have it's drawbacks. Alex had seen a lot of death in his time. So many lives lost to disease, war, murder and, most of all, time. It was not something that could be stopped or cheated, he knew that, but when you lived as long as he did, you craved someone to share it with. That was why he made friends with Victoria. A sort of companion. Of course he knew it was only temporary. He would have to somehow leave when she began to notice his true nature, perhaps it would be his lack of aging that would spark her interest, or it could be that her power kicks in before then, but either way, eventually, he would have to take his leave.
Alex would always downplay his wealth. He never wanted to overstep the mark. Having anything too expensive would be enough to question it. The story about his parents death and his inheritance covered 2 bases. How he got his money, and where his family were. He could hide behind the lies, and no one would question it too much. Anyone of his perceived age was generally to self-centered to probe much into his history, or too scared of bringing up bad memories, or offending him. People tended not to ask too many questions of him, for whatever reason they may have, anyway. He liked it that way.
Alex eyed the pendant that Victoria had subconsciously touched. She seemed to have a habit of doing that whenever the subject of his parents or the inheritance they had left came up. Part of him felt bad that he had picked that lie, after he had learned of Victoria's past, but of course, it was far too late to backpedal by that point.
Unfortunately, immortality did have it's drawbacks. Alex had seen a lot of death in his time. So many lives lost to disease, war, murder and, most of all, time. It was not something that could be stopped or cheated, he knew that, but when you lived as long as he did, you craved someone to share it with. That was why he made friends with Victoria. A sort of companion. Of course he knew it was only temporary. He would have to somehow leave when she began to notice his true nature, perhaps it would be his lack of aging that would spark her interest, or it could be that her power kicks in before then, but either way, eventually, he would have to take his leave.
Alex chuckled. 'Well if you ever need a break from your dorm, you can come and visit me. I have an apartment just off campus. The joys of inheritance.' He smirked. His wealth was really what he had accumulated throughout his rather elongated life, but to explain his situation he had convinced Victoria that he had inheritance from his parents, who, he had told her, had died in a car accident only a year before he had met her. He had told her he was living with his aunt and uncle, but of course he couldn't introduce fictional people, and so always made excuses for her not to come to his home, or made excuses when she did about them working away or some such lies.
He followed her gaze around the room. He had known, when they had walked in, that the people in here were human, but Victoria evidently wasn't. He made a mental note that her power still wasn't fully developed and tucked it away in the mental file he kept of information he had learned about her.
The only problem, was that somewhere deep within him, he could feel something was going to happen. Something terrible. He knew something was coming. A storm was brewing, and he had no idea what kind.
He followed her gaze around the room. He had known, when they had walked in, that the people in here were human, but Victoria evidently wasn't. He made a mental note that her power still wasn't fully developed and tucked it away in the mental file he kept of information he had learned about her.
The only problem, was that somewhere deep within him, he could feel something was going to happen. Something terrible. He knew something was coming. A storm was brewing, and he had no idea what kind.
Alex smiled. 'You know I don't mind.' He took his coffee and followed Victoria to the table.
He shrugged. 'I don't mind if you don't.' He mused, briefly glancing at the table he had expected them to sit at, before sitting down. The raindrops pattered against the window, it was a soothing sound to Alex.
He quickly added sugar to his coffee and stirred it a little before turning to Victoria. 'So, what are your opinions so far?' He asked her, curious as to what she thought of the school, the grounds, the people, this café, and everything else. It was a big change, and though she may settle in quite well, he knew that it was different for her than for most.
He shrugged. 'I don't mind if you don't.' He mused, briefly glancing at the table he had expected them to sit at, before sitting down. The raindrops pattered against the window, it was a soothing sound to Alex.
He quickly added sugar to his coffee and stirred it a little before turning to Victoria. 'So, what are your opinions so far?' He asked her, curious as to what she thought of the school, the grounds, the people, this café, and everything else. It was a big change, and though she may settle in quite well, he knew that it was different for her than for most.
Alex sighed, shrugging his shoulders. 'You know you really need to learn to just accept things. I don't mind paying for stuff.' He said, sighing again when she handed over her card.
Of course, it helped Alex's gentlemanly nature that he was brought up in the age of chivalry. Men always held doors open for ladies, paid for meals, and so on and so forth. Of course, it was different now. Women were more outspoken, they stood with men as equals. Worked with them, fought with them, drank with them. Things you would never hear of when he was a child.
The differences were staggering, but he couldn't quite get used to it. He preferred to be around Victoria, because she appreciated the little quirks that were from his past. The way they linked arms, the way he would give her his jacket if she appeared to be cold. He would have offered her it on the way here, but he knew it wouldn't have made much difference. They were both rather wet anyway.
A droplet of water slid down the side of his face, similar to a teardrop, but coming from his hair. He quickly brushed the wet strands away from his eyes, for fear of water dripping into them.
Of course, it helped Alex's gentlemanly nature that he was brought up in the age of chivalry. Men always held doors open for ladies, paid for meals, and so on and so forth. Of course, it was different now. Women were more outspoken, they stood with men as equals. Worked with them, fought with them, drank with them. Things you would never hear of when he was a child.
The differences were staggering, but he couldn't quite get used to it. He preferred to be around Victoria, because she appreciated the little quirks that were from his past. The way they linked arms, the way he would give her his jacket if she appeared to be cold. He would have offered her it on the way here, but he knew it wouldn't have made much difference. They were both rather wet anyway.
A droplet of water slid down the side of his face, similar to a teardrop, but coming from his hair. He quickly brushed the wet strands away from his eyes, for fear of water dripping into them.
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