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Fantasy Anything Goes

Tsatsu burst into laughter at Aileafa's silliness. "No no, ma petit, I don't particularly stay anywhere. I reside between the fabric of space and time these days, although a bed or a sofa would be rather pleasant. It's been too long since I last slept, although a creature of my humble refute rarely needs to sleep anyway." He explained before taking the bottle from her and consuming the contents in one go. If she intended to drink with him, he would not hold back.
 
She smacked her forehead lightly with a look of realization. "Oh yeah, between time and space, how silly of me." She giggled and looked at the now empty bottle. "Looks like we'll need more." She pouted. "I suppose the sooner we get back, the sooner I can find some more booze." She swung her arms slightly, only increasing the cold air rushing past her bare arms. Her green eyes then quickly looked Tsatsu over. 'Was he cold or did being a lycan possibly give him a higher core temperature?' She thought, but then regretted the thoughts, remembering Tsatsu's oh so fun ability of reading minds. She decided to play it off like she didn't care that her mind was open to him, or that she felt naked and transparent.
 
Zilla flew over the small town hoping it would be good place to finally settle. She hated having to find a new home but it was better than being caught like a trophy for amusement of higher ranks. Zilla caught sight of a bloody scene below her and lock her gaze on the limp body on the ground. Zilla was curious to see if the person was actually dead so she warped the light to make her mostly invisible and floated down softly as not to attract attention.
 
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He smirked as he tossed the empty bottle aside and gently took her by the hand. "Come, ma cherí. Let's get you out of the cold." He said as he ushered her towards her home.
 
A new wave of goosebumps set across her arms as Tsatsu took her hand. His skin was considerably warmer than hers. Aileada felt a sudden urge to move closer to the wolf and absorb as much heat as she could, but instead she remained her distance, pushing the thought away as quickly as it had risen.
 
He chuckled and puffed on his pipe a few more times as he led her to the door. "Yes, my kind naturally have a higher core temperature. I don't even get cold when I go.....other places." He said as though he were discussing the weather. "And as a matter of fact, no, I wouldn't mind the physical contact. I don't mind sharing every now and then." He said with a wink as he tapped the door handle twice, unlocking it with simple magic. He opened the door and gestured for her to go first. "After you, mademoiselle."
 
Once Shinu is finished, Victoria gets to her feet. "We should probably head home. It's starting to get cold." She diligently rubs her arms, not wanting to hurt her hand.
 
Serana groaned, it was weak and in agony. Her eyes fluttered open. She could move but it hurt like hell, her black clothes torn in multiple places from claw marks. She looked at the figure above her "who are you?" she croaked weakly. Her tongue licked her teeth. Her fangs were ripped completly from her mouth. As a vampire she headed instantly, but this would be a painful process for the next 24 hours. All scab wounds had healed by now and she was now looking at the feminine figure above her.
 
Aileada let out a soft laugh. "I suppose everyone likes sharing once and a while." She returned the wink as she entered her apartment. Heading straight for the kitchen, she grabbed out another bottle of alcohol. Though she didn't read the label it didn't stop her from taking a large gulp of whatever it was. Her face twisted slightly as she looked at the bottle. "Woah, what do we have here?" Her gaze scanned over the label. "Fireball? I don't remember buying this." She stared at the bottle for another moment before shrugging and having another drink.
 
Shinu nodded and scooped Victoria up in his arms and began the journey to her home. At this point, he just wanted to sleep. If Tsatsu got drunk and burned the entire town alive, he'd deal with it in the morning, after a good night's rest and a cup of coffee.


Meanwhile, Tsatsu had seated himself on the sofa, and raised an eyebrow at the mention of Fireball. "Tsk tsk, that won't do. I think I'll have my own then." He replied as he snapped his fingers and summoned a skinny bottle, black and stained with ash and what appeared to be soot. He uncorked the bottle and took a gentle sip as he sighed and propped his feet on the end of the coffee table, crossing one ankle over the other. As easy as it would've been, he decided not to peek into her thoughts. If the little charmer had something to tell him, she'd say it outright, now that good drinks had settled her nerves. "So Aileada, riddle me something." He said with a thoughtful look on his face. "What is it that has you so preoccupied up there, hmm?" He inquired as he tapped the side of his head. "You're making quite alot of faces for a woman with nothing on her mind".
 
Victoria lays her head on his shoulder. "Thank you," she says softly and accidentally drifts off to sleep.


(I have a migraine, so I am going to force myself to throw up and then go to bed. Sorry. See you all tomorrow.)
 
"You make me sound like an air head." She scoffed as she dropped down on the couch beside him. "And what do you mean by preoccupied?" She tilted her head, watching him. Red locks of her hair spilled over her shoulders as she untucked them from behind her ears. She kicked off her shoes, but kept her gaze on Tsatsu.


(Feel better! @MissZoeHatter )
 
He smirked as he took another sip from his personal bottle and cracked the aching bones in his neck. "Quite simple, really. You started to think something, and then you started arguing with yourself over the legitemacy of whatever you started thinking of, and you made faces at yourself in your thoughts. And even now, you're swearing to yourself that you hadn't thought of anything." He explained with a very doctor-like tone in his voice. "So, what was it, I wonder?"
 
Aileada simply shrugged, staring at the bottle in her hands. "I contradict myself a lot, sometimes it's just pointless arguments, but sometimes," She looked back up at his light blue eyes. "I don't know, sometimes it keeps me from making mistakes, or doing things I might regret later." Aileada took a small sip from her bottle.
 
He tilted his head in curiosity as he took a drink and twitched his ears. "If I may say, that's the only way we can learn anything in life. Take Shinu for example." He said with a thoughtful tone. "My brother has made seven trips around this planet. He's killed five people. He's never owned a house, never slept in the same place twice, and never has he ever seemed to have a problem living that sort of life. But, do you think he hasn't made mistakes? Of course he has. He's made plenty, and five of them made him choose between his own survival and someone else's. But that's how we learn and better ourselves, Aileada. If we were not supposed to make mistakes, the higher powers would have given us more eyes with which to see. Does that make sense?"
 
(I did mention the part about twisted, semi-evil creature of darkness, right? xD I never said he was a good guy, I just said he wasn't an outright villain. Tsatsu is kinda my anti-thesis. Think of Hannibal Lectre meets Severus Snape. Elegant and refined, but cunning and coniving.)
 
(Classy, yet deceptive. Guys with class may or may not be one of my weak spots... But people in my age group now have "swag.")
 
(We do not speak of the "swag". We must kill it with fire, and then run it over with a tank. Trust me, I know the feeling. Apparently, it's rude to hold the door for people and dress with a sense of formality, so I went back to emo haircuts and converse.)
 
(Meh. I don't care what people think of my appearance. I can dress nicely if the need arises, but usually I just wear jeans and t-shirts. So by no means am I classy. But I'm comfortable. That's all that matters to me.)
 

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