"Oh." He had to admit that he hadn’t expected this question. He was sure that this wouldn’t have been what he’d asked Herrick just a few hours after being turned into a vampire. But on the other hand, this was a different situation now. The woman in front of him hadn’t had the chance to choose this life.
"It was in the 1917." he replied slowly, a sad smile on his lips as he thought about it; this day almost a hundred years ago. "I was a soldier in the First World War. I stumbled upon a few vampires, one of them is named Herrick - trust me, he’s a man you definitely don’t want to meet. Well, they were looking for someone to feed on. And… well, I could choose between being a vampire or having all my men killed. I guess my choice is obvious."
By the time Mitchell had started his answer, Emmreth had finished the bed. So she sat down on the edge of it as she listened to him. Frankly, she rather admired what he had done for his men, and she was very intrigued by him. He was a soldier in the First World War. Since she was someone who was interested in history, she could not help but find that fascinating.
"I see. So Herrick was your…maker?" she guessed since that was the only name mentioned in the story. "Is that what you call the person who changes you?"
lovelylobelia: "Really now Emmy cover up. Or at least wear a scarf. We do not need to see the results off the indecency you and your dwarf get into." Lobelia rolled her eyes.
My muse has love bites in the most indiscreet of places and has failed to cover them. What does your muse do/say?
“Hm?” she said, not knowing what she referring to at first. But it was only a second later that she remembered the love bites Fili had left on her neck the last time they were together. Emmreth could not help but flush. “You’re one to talk when you have dwarf of your own, and I have heard he is no better than his brother when it comes to indecency.”
foreverthesoldier: ROLEPLAYER APPRECIATION TIME: IT’S TIME TO TELL SOME OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS THAT YOU ACKNOWLEDGE, AND APPRECIATE THEIR WORK; LET THEM KNOW THAT YOU LOVE THEM. SPREAD THE LOVE TO 10 OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS, AND IF YOU DON’T HAVE 10, THEN JUST SPREAD IT TO THE NEXT 10 ON YOUR DASH ♥
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Mitchell nodded as he put the sheets on the bed. “Yeah, I think that’s what I wanted to say.” he chuckled and gave her a small smile. “But, as I said, we don’t really need sunglasses.”
When he had finished with the sheets, he grabbed an old suitcase and opened his wardrobe, throwing most of this clothes in the suicase. Emmreth would live in this room now and he wanted it to be like her own room, not the one she just had for a while; he wanted to make her feel as if this was… well, home. “Anything else you’d like to know?” he asked, tilting his head as he looked at her.
When he began to pack up some of his clothes, she was about to insist that it was okay and that he could still keep them up there. But he seemed rather determined about it, so instead, she simply started putting the pillows and the duvet back on the bed.
At his question, Emmreth scratched the back of her head a moment. “Um, I don’t know…” she said as she thought over what other questions to ask. “Oh, um, how were you turned into a vampire?”
Well I really don’t know where to skip ahead either? So we should have some sort of discussion about it so that we aren’t just scratching our heads in confusion or whatever.
And that is what it sounded like when you wrote your reply, I was just like…um what if their first meeting was sweet, but then their relationship turns out to be toxic or disgraced.
I did say ‘eventually turn into a relationship’ or something close when I first mentioned it, I believe. But I had said eventually, no matter how else I phrased it. Anyways, just let me know if you’d like to simply put it on a hiatus or drop it all together. :)
And okay, we can discuss it. It sort of feels like you kind of have a timeline your head? So perhaps you can sort of lay out what you see happening in the future so I can help? If you don’t, I’ll just reread the thread because I’ve started to forget some things because it’s been so long.
"Well, I would say it hurts." He didn’t know how to explain it, wasn’t sure what the right word for this would be. "It’s not painful or anything and… I don’t actually think I really need my sunglasses. I’m pretty sure I could go out without them and I’d still feel good.”
The vampire shrugged. “It’s basically that kind of ‘hurt’ that’s actually not that bad and that can be ignored. It’s hard to explain. But… yeah, in the end, the sun doesn’t hurt us.”
Emmreth blinked at Mitchell a moment as she pondered just what sort of hurt he could be referring to. “Do you mean that we’re sensitive to sunlight?” she asked in an effort to help him explain it.
"Like, perhaps our eyes are sensitive to it?" she suggested. By then, the bed had been stripped of everything, so she picked up the clean sheets and laid them out on the mattress to start putting them on the bed.