The Tavern (A past RP)

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He jumped back a bit, startled by the approch of the vampire. " I-I'm fine...." He stuttered, forcing himself to calm down. Suddenly he doubled over in agony, flame searing through his chest in the shape of a cross. "AHH!" He yelped, his hood falling back. " Get water! Please! Hurry!" He cried out, trying to smother the flames. his catlike eyes gleaming brilliantly.
 
I grabbed a full waterskin from my cloak, running over to the man, asking Genivive "What's wrong?"
 
Shrugging, Genevieve replied "I dunno"

She snatched the waterskin from Alberon and threw it at the man, and tilted her head to the side, watching him curiously.
 
I nodded and jogged off to the bar, figuring that Genivieve might need more. I handed my other three skins to the barkeep and muttered "Water."
 
He hissed softly, the flames slowly dying. ".....Thanks...." He muttered softly, feeling the pain ebbing away slowly. "Sorry for bothering you...." He added, his eyes drawn to the floor.
 
"Not a problem" I replied, albeit grimly, returning from the bar with the waterskins bulging. I asked just as grimly "Need more?"
 
" No thanks..."He stated emotionlessly. He righted himself, rising to his feet. His cloak now ruined became pointless, the demon removing it. A perfect cross was now burnt into the robe as well as his shirt, the panther growling in irritation. He moved away from them, hoping they hadn't figured out what he was.
 
Privacy was something I understood well. I nodded and moved back over to the couch by the fire without another word.
 
Genevieve gently placed a hand on the mans shoulder, and follows him about the tavern quietly. She sighs and tries to look at his face, and could tell he was hiding something. She digs her fingers into the shoulder of his shirt, but not his skin, trying to get a look at his face.
 
<OOC>I assume it's me.<OOC>
I almost snarled as I spun around, showing unusually sharp canines through a raised lip. Forcing myself to be a bit calmer, I asked "What is it?"
 
(( It was the other guy, but this'll work ^^ ))

Genevieve fell on her bum as the man turned, with a slight "Oof".

"Eh, I'm sorry... " She jumped back to her feet and gently ran a hand across his cheek, then turns quickly and walks back to the couch. Her cloak had gently whapped the man when she turned, and she smiled softly as she sat back down.
 
"No, no, my fault entirely" I replied in a gentler manner although inside I was furious at myself for losing control like that. I returned to my own spot on the couch and asked "Really, what is it?"
 
"What is what?" Genevieve asks, kinda confused. She leans foreward and snatches a cookie from the table, and munches it quietly. She watches him quietly, while munching on a cracker, and humming quietly, to herself.
 
(( OOC: You mean the idea of my thread? A website known to many as DH. ))
 
"Why'd you stop me" I asked, my voice evening out, maybe even turning a bit friendly.
 
"Oh. Sorry, I... I just felt like... I felt wierd. I don't know how to explain it." genevieve struggled, her gaze fixed on the floor. She continues to munch on a cracker as she drums her fingers on the arm of the couch.
 
"Can't say I know the feeling myself" I said comfotably as I stretched out. Too late I realized that it bared my wrists. I scrambled to try and get them covered before the marks were noticed.
 
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