Thread: The fools choice. But the right one.

As she tried out her magic again, he smiled gently and nodded a single time, as she saw it work. He had been pretty sure, that he'd negated all the negative effects of the collar, and his ability had rarely failed him. He'd been one of the greatest Guards, at the temple of the time. He was completely immune, to most offensive spells cast upon him, and had been able to dispel most defensive. Once again, only a few things had ever withstood the small amount of magic within him. That, of his blood. There you go. And well. The collar does look kinda cute on you, now that it is no longer oppressive. He smirked lightly, before she moved along to talking about the bite, shivering lightly at the mere thought. Almost no deeds, could ever come to his mind, harsh enough to deserve such punishment. Then again, had he nearly been raped, he might have had different thoughts. As she moved to him, and took his hand, he didn't resist in the slightest, nor seem hesitant of letting her do as she pleased. He only gazed observantly, curious to see what she was considering. Then as her tongue touched his finger, he shivered lightly at first, keeping his curious gaze upon her, as she licked his finger. He bit lightly at his gums, as his eyes narrowed, soon gazing to an unharmed finger, as his head tilted. He then gazed back, and gently let a hand stroke her cheek, as a thanks to accompany the words. Thanks. He smiled softly. He nodded a single time, as she repeated his name. He chuckled a single time, turning the slices of meat, as he sighed. Yes.. Very old. Old, and.. Dead. For most parts. From across the great seas. The surname is still used, but the first, has died out with time. He said, not taking his eyes off the meat as he spoke. He listened to her own introduction, gazing to her with a smile, as she gave her name. He nodded, almost formally, a single time. A pleasure meeting you, Yurai. Good to be able to call you by name. Your ticking, made it clear 'M'am' wasn't in your favor? He chuckled gently as a tease, as he turned his attention back to the meat. As she finished hers, his was read, and he scewing pieces of meat, leading them to his teeth, eating as Yurai proceeded to rest against him. Mhm. He said, with food still in his mouth, so didn't utter a word, as she asked his name. He turned his attention to her, as his head tilt, continuing to eat as she spoke. He had well manors, especially if one knew what he was. He kept his lips sealed as he chewed, making no sounds at all. All he needed was a fork, a knife and a plate and he'd be as formal as royalty. As she asked her question, and proceeded, he frowned softly, as his gaze moved forward, eyes a bit heavier with the thoughts of declining her offer. He didn't, truly, need her services. He didn't need her to act as a maid for him. He could take care of himself. The one thing, however, that he could not take care of on his own, was his loneliness. And it had been searing at him, for a long time. Then, as she mentioned his decency, he gazed down to her, with a small, hesitant smile. I am no good man, Yurai. He started, letting the last remnants of the last piece of meat lay to rest back on the rock. He rose the knee of the leg, she was not laying on, and rested his arm upon it as he sighed. I've cared, for no one but myself, for a long time. I've killed. For money. For survival. I've brought punishment to people, who shouldn't have gotten it by my hand, but by the hands of those who paid me. He spoke, as he gazed down to Yurai, letting a finger gently stroke her hair. It is a dangerous, risky life. One I wouldn't like to see others live. But if you came with me, I wouldn't turn you into, what the Prince had hoped to make you. I'd cook and clean my own things, as I always have. You would be a companion. An equal. He now explained, with a soft smile. After the hints of declining her question, he added the spices of what she'd become, should she decide to follow him. The question, if you could join me. Is one, you must ask yourself. For I won't stop you. He said, chuckling a single time as he continued. Even if I wanted to stop you, I wouldn't be able to. I bore witness. Cat's got claws. He said with a heart chuckle, as he leaned down on his elbow, so that he was more comfortable, and she'd still be able to look to him. A warm finger then stroked another lock of her air, behind her ear. Even though it was already in place, it was the mere thought of touching her, he satisfied.