A Change of Scene (Closed)

[luraigarnier]

Lurai rolled her eyes. The only real comparison she had for this guy was he was like a kid. It was like the world was one giant doll house and he got to play with it all he wanted to. Almost like the Sims except everyone is on free will. "Well first of all I'll keep that in mind the next time you want to rip into my thoughts" she started off her voice slightly sarcastic but it wasn't mean. She was just showing how ridiculous she thought this situation was. "Oh and by the way if you want to know something, there is this crazy concept called asking. You should try it some time" she added as a smile actually cracked across her face. It wasn't mocking, but simply amused.

"Secondly, thank you for respecting my privacy. That gives you five brownie points. Congratulations, they're worthless and you can't do anything with them, but they still exist" she spoke standing up from the couch as she waited for his re-appearance. "And third, thank you for the gifts, but I can't accept them. I feel uncomfortable accepting something so..." she paused trying to think of the right word. "Expensive, and if you want to apologize for letting your anger get the better of you, don't right a note, apologize to my face, and then earn back my respect. That's what normal people do" she finished before realizing one last thing. "Oh and don't say your not a normal person because your a vampire. You know what I mean."

[Samael]

"I have to ask you a question, miss cocky lips. Do you believe what the mind hears and sees it believes? Do you believe if you see me get shot, and hear me get shot that I am acutally dead? If your body feels the pain of getting punched, and you see yourself getting punched you believe your getting punched? Now think about that question, and look yourself over again. I haven't touched you yet, everything you experienced in the park was an illusion. What the mind sees and believes, it does.

If you believe your sick, then your body will make you sick. Now enjoy the gifts, and if you don't like them then sell them or burn them. Honestly, I don't even care."

He walked over to her door and opened it. Waving from his shoulder back at her as he walked out the door. Poping out a cig from his pocket and ligting it with a lighter, and no it wasn't one of hers. Samael had picked up a pack for himself and forgot the joy of smoking. Even if these were more cancer causing in these ones he couldn't get human dieases so he was just fine. And this pittful stuff called "nicotine" didn't effect him either. Samael couldn't get addicted to anything, only blood.

[luraigarnier]

Lurai let out a deep sigh collapsing back onto her bed. 'New York City huh? If this is what it's always like I don't know if I want to be here anymore' she thought to herself as her eyes stared at the door Samael just left. He definitely annoyed her. The whole badass I can kill you demeanor. He could, it was just annoying that he thought he had the right to. Not to mention his temper wasn't the best.

Lurai shoved the gifts onto the ground, not really caring what she did with them. She closed her eyes to the apartment around her suddenly really feeling the exhaustion set in. Was todays encounters a foreshadow of future ones? If so did that mean that she was going to have to be extra careful? "Things were way more simple in Scotland," and as she spoke these words she felt the pull of sleep drag her into a long awaited slumber.