Monsterhearts:We Are Eternal

Saturday August 16th, 8:25 PM
Wildomar, Chris's House
**Chris**: **He grabs a clean pair of black and green boxer-briefs from the dresser next to his bed and he pulls them on as he stands up, then adjusts the waistband with his left hand as he turns and looks at Karen and scratches the side of his neck with his right.**

**Karen**: **She's laying stomach-down in bed, with the sheets just barely covering her. She watches him get up and put on his green underwear, pulling her black hair from her face as she props up her head on her arm.** Has anyone every told you that you have a *lot* of green clothing? **She looks up at his face.**

**Chris**: I could take them off if you don't like them. **He smirks slyly and hooks his thumbs under the waistband, stretching it out away from his waist.**

**Karen**: **She rolls her eyes and lets her head fall against the black sheets.** I think four rounds is my limit for a guy of your... Caliber... **She lets out a long sigh and closes her eyes.**

**Chris**: **He lets them snap back.** You're alright, right? **He raises an eyebrow at her, slight worry on his expression.** Thought that since you weren't human I could be more aggressive.

**Karen**: Yeah I'm good. **She opens her eyes and at him.** Real good... **She looks him up and down.** So you're really got it all don't you? Looks, money, smooth lines, smooth skin, fast cars... and the equipment to get the job done. **She looks him up and down again.** There's an ironic snake joke in there somewhere, I'm sure... **She rolls her eyes and then closes them again.**

**Chris**: So is that why you're so quick to get into bed with me? The money, influence?

**Karen**: **She grabs her top off of the dresser next to her and stands up, facing away from him as she puts it on.** I have money, influence, power, even got good looks and smooth skin of my own. **She shakes her head.**

**Chris**: Your skin is nice and smooth... **He smirks and crosses his arms over his chest as he looks her over.**

**Karen**: You've been through a lot since you got here though... You really seemed like you needed to blow off some steam, wasn't sure what kind of guy you were, a talker or... You know, "do-er"... **She picks her underwear up and pulls them on.** I'll be honest and say that I'm glade you're the ladder.

**Chris**: So this was some kind of pity fuck then? **He really doesn't seem to mind.**

**Karen**: Maybe the first one, the three after that were all you. **She adjusts her top and her black lace underwear before turning to look at him, she grabs her hair clasp off the dresser and uses it to pull her hair back and keep it out of her face.**

**Chris**: **He smiles and shakes his head, then laughs slightly. After a moment he takes a deep breath.** So what's that mean, no repeat performances?

**Karen**: **She groans and turns to look at him.** Damn kid, at least give me a few hours, I need to be able to get home without a wheelchair. **She takes a deep breath.**

**Chris**: **He laughs again.** I didn't mean *right this second*... Though I wouldn't mind, as long as you gave me a few minutes...

**Karen**: Well I think I'm good for a bit... **She looks around for her jacket, then remembers it's probably on the floor downstairs.** So do you feel better?

**Chris**: I feel like a great weight has been unloaded.

**Karen**: **She stops looking around and looks at him.** What the hell happened to all those smooth lines?

**Chris**: Thought you'd like a little bit of crass humor. **He raises his hands and shrugs.**

**Karen**: **She stretches her arm.** Well it gave me a *vivid* reminder that you're jail bait, and as your elder I should probably make better life choices.

**Chris**: Oh come on. **He shrugs.** You don't actually care about the age difference.

**Karen**: Yeah you're right, I'm just trying to sound moral. **She walks over to the stairs and then looks back to Chris.** So what's the deal? You're adjusting to all of this strangeness *really* fast.

**Chris**: **He looks down, his manly confidence starting to wither.** ...Look...**He takes a deep breath.** ...Aint sure what to make of all of this. Monsters... Faeries... Scales...

**Taylor**: **(Rolling to** ***Turn Karen On*** **3 + 4 + 2** **Hot** **is 9.** **Marking experience.)**

**Chris**: **He looks back at her and tugs at the front of his briefs a bit as he adjusts himself.** Before we really get into this "talking" thing, we should get dressed. You're... Distracting me, standing there in your underwear like that... Might have to seduce you into raping me again. **He looks her up and down and smiles confidently.**

**Chris gains a String on Karen.**

**Karen**: **She watches him lustfully looke her over and then shakes her head, clear her mind. She really needs a break.** That's a good idea, because molesting you is a lot of work... **She turns and slowly starts hobbling down the spiral stairs to get the rest of her clothes.**

***About fifteen minutes later...***

**Chris has taken a pack of mini-pizzas out of the small fridge he has in his room, and he's heated them up in the microwave and put them on the small table near the front of his room, along with a two bottles of Manhattan Black Cherry soda.**

**Karen**: **She watches him set the sodas in front of her on the table, she's fully dressed and has fixed her make up.** You know, for a billionaire you seem to dress and eat pretty... Casually. **She looks at him.**

**Chris**: **He's wearing a green shirt with a large white "10" on it and a pair of black shorts.** I can't enjoy some frozen pizza snacks after sex? **He grabs one of them and takes a bite as he walks over to the microwave and pushes a few buttons to put in more of the small bagel-sized pizzas.**

**Karen**: **She laughs.** What? All of those words- **She laughs again and puts her hand over her mouth.** *None* of those belonged together in a sentence. **She looks back at him.** You are really something else.

**Chris**: You want something else? I could have Agatha make something, and there's a bar down those stairs there. **He motions to the spiral stairs with his pizza and then takes another bite of it.**

**Karen**: I'm good... **She looks at the pizza bagel.** I think? I've never eaten microwaved food before.

**Chris**: That's not very american... **He finishes off the pizza.**

**Karen**: Well I was born in Germany. **She grabs one of the pizza bagels and takes a bite out of it.** ...Mmmm... Hmmm... **She chews it for a moment and then looks to Chris.** This is good, tastes like it's gonna go straight to my thighs.

**Chris**: I really can get you something else if you don't want to eat it.

**Karen**: **She sighs and takes another bite of the small pizza.** No it's fine... I think I've done enough cardio today to make up for it.

**Chris**: **The microwave beeps and he pulls out another small plate of pizzas, he walks over and sets them down on the table and then sits down across from Karen.** So what can you do? What's with the pulling and pushing thing you do?

**Karen**: It's called Kiuning. **She sets the small piece of the pizza on the table.** It's a faerie thing. It lets me move stuff with my mind. I'm honestly not very good at it, but my brothers can't do it at all, so...

**Chris**: Any other cool tricks? **He grabs one of the bottles of soda and puts the top of it in his mouth, pulling the cap off with his teeth, he grabs the cap with his other hand and takes a drink.**

**Karen**: ...You just set these lines up to knock 'em down don't you? **She shakes her head.** Well I can shroud a room in pitch black darkness that only I can see in.

**Chris**: Care to show me? **He puts down his soda and grabs another pizza bagel.**

**Karen**: Sure... **She takes a breath and the room immediately begins to darken, like the lights are dimming. A second longer and a pulse of darkness radiates outwards from her and the two of them are suddenly sitting in pitch blackness.**

**Chris**: Damn... **He's looking around but can't see anything at all.** I bet you can get away with all kinds of... Things, having a power like this.

**Karen**: **The darkness fades and the room lights back up.** It's definitely saved me from getting into a lot of trouble. **She grabs another pizza and takes a bite.** So... How are you doing with this whole... Scales and claws deal?

**Chris**: **He looks to the side.** Well... I think of what my mother said earlier... I don't understand her often, but... This time I think I do. It makes sense that I'm not human. I never felt like I blended in very well, always felt like an outsider, in school, at home, sports... I just never really belonged anywhere.

**Karen**: Everyone feels that way.

**Chris**: Maybe... Yeah... But things like fighting and athletics... They come easy to me. Last night I attacked a giant multi-headed zombie with a fuckin lamp. Why did I even think of doing that? You know? Odie was right, it was idiotic. I should've just ran away, but I didn't.

**Karen**: Bravery? **She grabs her soda, and the top pops off suddenly as she uses her power.**

**Chris**: I don't think so... More like I had this... Instinct to keep that thing away from *my* friends... You know?

**Karen**: **She shrugs.** It's understandable. You made some new friends in a new town, and you didn't want them to die.

**Chris**: Stupid things like that come easy to me though, easy as breathing... I'm not afraid to fight someone, or something, even if it means getting my ass kicked. It's always been the social stuff that's hard... **He's starting to look awkward.** Talking like this...

**Karen**: Sometimes you just need to talk. I could see it in your eyes at dinner Wednesday night.

**Chris**: Girls I've been with before didn't care about people. They cared about Galliano gowns and Balenciaga shoes. They didn't see me, they just saw my money. When I was in Louisville I'd do that whole thing where I'd run out and meet kids that didn't know who I was, just to have a normal life. Play some basketball, ride bikes. **He shrugs.** It was a lot more fun than expensive clothes and ballrooms.

**Karen**: I know that feeling, I think I just handled it differently. The real question I think you need to ask yourself is, do you *like* being what you are now? Are you *comfortable* with being... Well, not to sugar coat it, what most would call a *monster*?

**Chris**: **He runs his fingers along his own forearm with his other hand.** Not sure... Before today I was comfortable with how I looked. Now everything just feels different. It's like... I was supposed to be this way... I can't explain it. **He looks from his arm to Karen.** My old skin felt different... Warmer, but numb at the same time. I feel like I have room to grow now...

**Karen**: **She widens her eyes and shakes her head a little as she grabs her soda.** Well don't grow too much more or you'll have to start ordering custom condoms.

**Chris**: **He starts laughing, her joke breaking his awkwardness. He looks to the side.**

**Karen**: From what it sounds like, you still have a long way to go to get to where you want to be, and that's fine. You're young... I mean, I'm young and I have a long way to go too. We can make mistakes, figure out what the fuck we're supposed to do, why we're here. **She shrugs.** Honestly, I just live moment-to-moment. I don't really think too much about the future, instincts have gotten me where I am, and I'm fine with them.

**Chris**: Well my instincts say that I like the sex part a lot.

**Karen**: How can you *not* be satisfied after four rounds in two hours?

**Chris**: **He shrugs.** You're really beautiful... Uhh... Obviously.

**Karen**: **She sighs, adjusting the way she sitting.** Alright, alright... I'll try and make this talk easier. You're the same guy you were before, you're just in a different skin.

**Chris**: I think what bothers me isn't physical stuff... It's that these changes have hit the reset button on who I thought I was. Before... I thought that eventually I'd grow up, take my share of the money and move away. I'd be separate from the bizarreness of my Mother... Now... I'm *physically* a part of what probably makes her so fuck'n weird. This isn't something I just get to grow out of... So what the hell do I do with it? **He stares at the plate of food in front of him.** ...Should I tell my new friends? ...Odie might not react too bad, but... Liam... Shane? Despite the shitty classes and the bullies, I feel like I was really settling in here. It was nice meeting a few guys that weren't stuck up pricks... Now my choices are to lie to them about what I am, or show them and risk scaring them off.

**Karen**: I don't really know Odie very well, but... I'd say he'd be fine with this... It's understandable if you'd want to wait though.

**Chris**: Yeah... Maybe... I'll just wait a while before I tell them... Figure some things out first... Seems like they'll be burdened enough with the sudden knowledge of magic and zombies being real... **He grabs a pizza bagel and eats it quickly in three bites, then grabs another and starts eating it. As his lustful haze is wearing away, he's starting to notice how hungry he is.**

**Karen**: If you don't want to talk to your mother about it, you can drop by my place sometime. We have a huge library full of big books, full of words that experts on the supernatural wrote. Maybe I can help you understand what you are a bit better. **She takes another quick drink.** Maybe I can get you a "repeat performance".

**Chris**: Can I drop by there right now?

**Karen**: You really aren't human, are you?

**Chris**: Never met a girl that could take what I have to give before.

**Karen**: **She laughs nervously.** And it's readily apparent that you *still haven't*.

**Chris**: **He smiles at her.**

***About a hour later...***

**Chris**: **He's walking up the steps outside of his room, to the library overlooking the foyer. He looks to his mother.** ...Agatha said you wanted to see me before bed.

**Natalya**: **She's sitting on the couch next to the globe, reading a rather large blue book. She's wearing her simple silvery night gown, and has her hair down.** Yes... Sit. **She motions to the sofa across from her and closes the book, putting it on the seat next to her.**

**Chris**: **He nervously walks over to the other sofa and sits down.**

**Natalya**: You spent quite a lot of time with the Totenkopf woman. **She glares at him with her gleaming green-yellow eyes.**

**Chris**: ...Uhh, yeah.

**Natalya**: I could smell you all over her when she left. **She looks away from him and trails her fingernails over the cover of the blue book.**

**Chris**: **He looks down.** Didn't think you cared about... That kind of stuff.

**Natalya**: **She lets out a hissing sigh.** She comes from good stock. **She looks at him.** Unlike the vapid females you chose in the past. You would do well to keep her close.

**Chris**: **He's caught completely off guard.** ...You... *Want* me to have... You know... Be with a girl that's probably five years older than me?

**Natalya**: **She narrows her eyes.** Did you not enjoy her company?

**Chris**: ...I... Did... She's... Awesome actually. I just... I've never... **He pauses to think his thoughts for a moment. He feels so strange, but at the same time he's happy that his mother has expressed some kind of satisfaction with him for what seems to be the first time in his entire life.** ...I never thought that you cared what I did. Girls, spending money, breaking the law...

**Natalya**: You are my son, Chris, but you are right. Before today I did not care. Katharina, however, has my approval. As do your new friends.

**Chris**: You knew that there was something different about Odie, didn't you? That's why you said he was "Curious".

**Natalya**: Yes. He bears the mark of a demon. **She lays back against the sofa.**

**Chris**: And you still approved? **He feels confused and conflicted.**

**Natalya**: The world is dark, Chris... If you are to go out into it, spread influence, learn of what it truly is, you will need companions like him with you. **She stands up.** There are forces beyond the walls of this house that seek to destroy us. There always have been... But you are strong and we are made to endure... **She turns and walks away, heading down the steps from the library and towards the steps that lead in the direction of her room.**

**Chris**: **He looks down, sitting in silence for a few minutes after she leaves. He feels so strange, that his mother so outwardly approves of his friends and with Karen. It's like he's happy, but the happiness is new, and he doesn't fully understand how to react to it. His mother is always so distant, but her approval of him makes her coldness seem so comforting. A building resolve wells up within him. Everything he's done so far has been on his own, and it was the *right* thing to do. He mutters something his mother said to him earlier today as it takes on a significance that, while he still doesn't fully understand, he wants to believe in.** ...*We are eternal*...