Vampire x Human c:

[Rika]

Elias smiled kindly, soothed by Silas running fingers over his palms, and he nodded. A childish story of angels and demons? Hmm.. Elias followed Silas wherever he led him, and he smiled sweetly. "Well, if that day comes, I look forward to it." He softly said, following him with his head down. "O-Oh, I can't say I have a favorite. Like I said, I'm not a-all that interesting." He sputtered softly, twiddling with his thumbs. "I guess I'm fond of the new book Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde," It had been newly released months ago, though it was given to him as a gift from his fellow colleague, and he enjoyed the certain elements from the book. He peered up at Silas with twinkles in his eyes. "It's just-- I guess I just like it because the main character is a Doctor, I suppose." And that was rare in books.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I do not believe that I have read that yet, actually. When the storm clears up, I will go to town and I will buy myself a copy, so I can read it and see whether or not it is any good." He grins slightly and opens the doors to the library, walking inside, he walks over to the fireplace and quickly gets the fire going. If you didn't do that in this house it got bitterly cold, and cold was unwelcome, even if it had set into his bones and his heart. He walks over to a bookshelf and runs his fingers along the spines of the books. "I am fond of poetry, I think. But other than that, I cannot particularly say which genre I prefer." He takes out a book that he stops at and brings it over to a chair, sitting down in it comfortably, and opening it to its first page. Ah, he remembered this book. Pride and Prejudice. He closes it, and his mouth takes a straight line as he stands up and puts it back into its place on the shelf. He hated that book. He turns to Elias and rests his weight on one foot, looking at him. "I suppose dinner shall be soon. You will join me, I hope? I'm sure that Edith has made something wonderful." He bites his lip and stands up straight as he runs his hands through his hair, waiting for Elias' response. He, again, didn't usually eat dinner, but he would so long as a human was in his house, even if he didn't have to keep up the facade of being human, he just wanted Elias to feel comfortable.

 

[Rika]

"Y-You can borrow mine if you wish! I'm already done reading it, s-so if you want, you may take it for yourself. W-When I return home, that is." Elias gave a grin, unaware of what he just said, and at the invitation of dinner, he nodded softly. "Of course I'll join you. I appreciate your invitation, and I'm sorry I don't eat a lot." He apologized quickly, peering down at his shoes. His stomach had adjusted to the little meals he received, so he knew if he cut his stomach open, it wouldn't be very large. He peered over at Silas, however, wondering when the storm would pass so he could go home, and.. and then what? And then what would happen? Surely he would see Silas again; he promised to feed him blood in exchange for saving his life. Surely.. he would never part with Silas.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"Ah.. Yes returning home. That seems... Sad now, come to think about it. I quite like having you around as company, Elias, I think I will be sad when you leave." He says thoughtfully, sitting back down on the sofa, and he doesn't stretch out very much. Silas chews the inside of his cheek as he thought. Perhaps...? NO. He would not do anything like that, it was out of the question... But... No. Maybe? "If I knew you were to accept the offer I would, in a heartbeat, let you stay here permanently but... That would be crazy, I believe, would it not?" He says more to himself than to Elias, but the words hung in the air, an invitation? He says nothing about Elias not eating much, because he was now too in thought with this to think about food and meaningless human needs. But then? Elias was human, and if he did end up offering and the offer being accepted then he would have to care about such things, wouldn't he? He didn't suppose he'd be very much company if Elias stayed around for very long though. He had caught him on one of his good days. There were days when he was violent and angry, and when he scarcely moved from his bed.

 

[Rika]

Elias' eyes widened, and he pursed his lips, before staring into Silas' deep, blue eyes. "I.." He didn't know what to say, but a large part of him wanted him to stay with Silas. Silas saved his life, Silas fed him, Silas let him sleep in his own, Silas talked to him, Silas made him smile. Silas was beauty wrapped up in one immortal body. But as to why Silas wanted to associate with such a lowly, insignificant human such as Elias, he would not know. "I told you I would feed you, and I will, because I know you need to be fed." He grinned. "I would love to stay here with you, and be your company, but what would I do with all my medical tools? A-And my business? Had I not have to worry about that, then I would stay with you for as long as you want me to." But.. Silas' house was so big. Perhaps he could move all of his medical tools and operating tables into his.. N-No. No, that would be too selfish. But it would be selfish to leave him too. Elias showed conflict and trouble in his eyes. "I want to stay with you, though." He whispered, desperately.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

Silas leaned forwards in his chair and bit his lip as he thought. He had a large home, rooms that were empty and useless were wasting the space of what could be something better. But could he really? He sighs slightly and looks at Elias, seeing the conflict in his eyes and feeling it too himself. "If you do want to stay then I would love that. And I am willing to... Your business. Your medical tools. I..." Would he really be willing to have the business here? Sick people would be coming in and out of his home but would he care really? He shakes his head to himself and shuts his eyes, standing. When he opens them again he nods towards Elias and steps towards him. "You can have any rooms that you like and do with them what you wish. This house has space, I do not at all mind sharing it with you, and if you wish, your business also. I welcome it." He smiles slightly and tucks his hair behind his ears as his smile grows into an excited grin. Could this mean that perhaps Elias and he would be sharing this house? Would he have permanent company? Someone whom he could observe and learn about, and who in time he could open up to about the details of his past. Someone to... Love?


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[Rika]

Elias peered up at him in surprise. Silas was.. so sweet, so generous.. Elias didn't deserve any of it. Though, he couldn't shake the feeling that this is what was supposed to happen. They were.. supposed to be together. Elias pursed his lips, and looked away, a healthy blush running across his face. "S-Silas.. I-Is it really okay? T-There will be sick people coming in and out your house, and you'll have to deal with me performing gruesome surgeries, and-- and what if your maids caught sickness? I- I couldn't possibly burden you so, Silas, I couldn't.." He peered down at his shoes, and he wanted to stay with him, though, he really did. "You've-- You've done so much for me. And I continue to take more and more. I must be a selfish man, I must be if I were to take up space in your house, and have strangers walk in and out."

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"You are not a selfish man." He says loudly and he steps again towards Elias, feeling guilt as he realised that his offer had made the man think negatively of himself. "No. No. I have offered you this and, selfishly I think for my own benefit. For your company I think I would gladly let you have your business here, and my maids, you will be able to cure them, you are a doctor, no? And if things got so bad then perhaps I could even help, well, I would not be so well in the medical field but, from my experience, I can help in other ways. And the surgeries? I have some more gruesome scenes, you need not worry there." He speaks quickly as he lifts a hand and places it gently on Elias' shoulder. "I do not think it would be a burden at all." He moves his hand and tucks some of Elias' hair behind his ear, then puts his hand back in his pocket. "But, I cannot force you to stay, this is your decision more than my own, for I am willing to let this happen."


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[Rika]

Elias peered up at him when Silas' voice changed from soft and gentle, to a bit loud and meaningful. It didn't scare Elias in the slightest, though he was surprised, and he did come out of his guilt a bit. Whatever Silas seemed to say, Elias always had to believe.. It always sounded so rational and true and lovely. He was sure if Silas had said the sky was green, well, Elias would probably believe it. So, he smiled softly and thought for a moment, before surrendering with a nod. "O-Okay. Then.. Then I will move my business here, and I will stay with you for as long as you wish, and I-- I will keep you company." His eyes then widened and he peered up at Silas. "But-- But the blood.. there will be plenty of blood around. Will you-- will you be okay? I mean, of course I promised to feed you, but surely one of my patient's blood must be more appetizing than mine." He chuckled nervously. He didn't think much of his blood-- it was just normal blood, after all.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I have tasted none so sweet as your own." He says quietly, "it will not be more appetising, and contrary to some peoples beliefs, I can control myself around blood." He smiles and then he turns and sits back in his seat, his smile stretching into an excited grin. He had accepted his offer. He had actually... His grin fades off his face and back into his smile, he tries to calm himself. "Does this mean you will actually... You will stay? You will actually keep someone like me company? I must warn you, I may seem nice and kind now, but I am not always this way. I can be violent. I can be... Awful." He shakes his head sadly. He had lashed out a few times before at maids and at the girl who had ran away. "When I am violent, it is not pretty. You will be at risk, you must know that before you fully accept my offer."


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[Rika]

Elias watched him, peering into Silas' sad, lonely eyes. He must have been sad and lonely, he must have been. Maybe that was why he had been violent. But Elias had dealt with violence before. He had, believe it or not, and the man nodded softly. "I will stay with you, no matter how kind, or how violent you may be on some days. I fully accept your offer." He gently stated, staring down at his hands, before taking Silas' cold hands in his own warm ones for confirmation. "Okay? You will not.. be alone." He whispered to him, kindness melting in his eyes.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I... Thank you." He smiles kindly and looks down at their hands, feeling the warmth radiating from Elias. He had not felt warmth for such a long time, and not like this, "perhaps one day I can convince you to travel with me also? Your pick of anywhere in the world, we shall see." Silas looks at him, into his grey eyes and he cannot look away, but he does when a knock at the door sounds, and Edith's voice can be heard, calling them for dinner. He stands quickly and puts his hand in his pockets, "Come, your first official meal in your new home awaits you." He grins happily and walks down the hallway and down the grande staircase, nodding happily at one of the maids as she passed with clean sheets. He walks into the dining room and sits at the seat he had sat at earlier, waiting.


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[Rika]

Elias continued to follow Silas with his head down, and smiled widely as he stared at his walking feet. Traveling together one day? Just the two of them? That would have been very nice.. Silas must have been through every part, every corner of the world by the way he spoke. He wondered where they could possibly go.. He had always wanted to go back to Germany. Not to Munich, but to Berlin. Or Austria, he wouldn't have minded Austria. But, brushing those thoughts aside, he sat across from Silas and stared at his frozen, blue eyes. He ran fingers through his honey curls, and grinned. "H.. How long have you been on this Earth, if I may ask?"

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"Oh... I... I cannot remember my exact age, if I am honest. I think I am around two hundred and something, but I cannot be sure." He says and grins. He was so old, he should have been long dead, happily in the ground. Why hadn't he just chose death all those years ago? He had been so afraid to die, so afraid that he had changed instead. Now he would welcome death, he even wished for it at times. "But my body remains this one age. What about you? You seem young but wiser beyond your time." He watches as Edith and another server places a meal in front of each of them. And then proceeds to fill their glasses with water, and a wine glass at the side with a fine wine that was pleasantly bitter to the taste. He takes his glass and sips at it, he had vowed once to never drink alcohol again, but then he'd vowed that many times after a night of drinking.


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[Rika]

Two hundred? On this Earth so long.. surely he must have spent most of his years so lonely. Elias couldn't even think back that far to two hundred years ago. Did he not wish for Death? Did he not wish for the warm embrace of Death sweeping him away? Death must have despised him. Death must have eternally forgotten of him. Elias smiled. "I-I see. I'm only 23." He chuckled nervously. Someone at 23 surely wouldn't be a Doctor, they would be studying to be a Doctor, but Elias started early in the game, so he became a Doctor at 18. Elias tried to ignore the wine, and took a sip of his water. Doctors couldn't drink. That was the rules.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"Twenty three. So young." He smiles a little. He had noticed something about Elias, that he would stutter when he spoke sometimes. Silas looks at Elias and he bites into a small piece of bread that was on the plate. "I died at twenty two years of age, and now I live at twenty two forever. I do not know if I will ever die, and there was a time where I had hoped that I never would. I had been sick then, like you, and I did not want to die, I do not think that anyone wants to die until they have been on the earth for so long. In truth, death does not scare me, I do not fear it anymore, in fact, I would probably embrace it when it came." He sips his wine again and looks down at his plate. "But now I am not so sure if I would."


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[Rika]

Elias watched him with interesting eyes, as he took a bite of an apple slice. Twenty-two. He had died at twenty-two. Yet, he appeared older with his words and action. He paused thoughtfully, before staring at his hands. "W-While I was about to die, I saw you on my right side, and-- and Death on my left." He smiled softly. "My soul rolled into his fingers, though he had dropped it when I clung on to your arm." He pursed his lips. "At first, I thought that he went away because I was stubborn of not dying, but-- but I remember him looking at you with such dark eyes." They were full of hate. But he didn't tell Silas that, he only smiled. "You scared him away."

 

[buildingaspaceship]

An expression takes over his face that could not be fully described, as he remembers yesterday night, and he remembers Death. He could see him too. He could see him clinging to the backs of women coughing into handkerchiefs, he could see him at the birth of a child, to snatch their mothers life away. He had seen him that night too, but he had not shown it, he had pretended as though he was never there. Tricking his mind into believing that it had only been Silas and Elias. "Death..." He whispers and looks down at his plate. "He longs to take my soul. He calls for me in my sleep and in the wind his song plays. He is mad, because I am one that he cannot have. Cannot die. He had his chance to take my soul once, and he waited too long for it. I was dead by another means before he could come." He says slowly, and his eyes flicker back up to Elias. "He will be mad with you, too. But perhaps not as much so as I. I think he thought that I was planning on making you like me." He grabs his glass and grips it tightly, downing the rest of his wine too fast and putting the glass back down on the table loudly. He clears his throat. Death would not take Silas anymore, it was as though he was taunting him. And now he would not take Elias.


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[Rika]

Death must have been furious with Silas. Though, Death took so many souls every day. Elias could understand that the thing you could never have was the thing you most wanted. Silas' soul must have been so precious. Elias' soul was simple, probably insignificant to Death.. But, perhaps it was, the longer the soul lived was the more valuable it had to be. Death fed off memories-- and Silas must have had so many, living two hundred years. Elias smiled nervously. "W-Well, he'll take me some day. I hope not soon, though, for.." He peered into Silas' eyes, and he chuckled nervously, "f-for I would miss you." It was true. Imagining being away from Silas disturbed him a bit, like tapped the wrong side of his head. He would be very distraught if he could never see Silas again. Silas was such a beautiful person.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I would find that I would miss you too. In which case I do not think that I would allow death to take you. Until you were ready, that is." He laughs a little and tilts his head back. Oh what a strange thing to be talking about death at a table where dinner was served, but then what a strange thing to save a mans life, or to be a vampire. He wanted to reach over the table and take Elias' hands again, something about them fascinated him, something about all of him did in truth. He was young but so wise, and innocent and beautiful. He had a good soul, a good heart. Silas had wanted to turn out like him one day, but he had been too selfish and ignorant to make the right choices to lead him in the right direction, and now he was stuck like this, forever. Angry and bitter towards Death and the world. Alone. But he wasn't alone anymore, really, was he?


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[Rika]

"Oh?" How interesting it was that some creatures, some things, could defy Death. Death was the God of the world, because it had been proven real. A kind, loving, compassionate God did not exist to Elias. Only Death. Death was, Death is, Death would be God, because it is realistic, it has been there since life. It had proven to be there. Elias so then smiled, staring at his small, nimble fingers, his top eyelids lowering. "I-- I appreciate that, then. I'm flattered. Death can be a scary thing." He knew all too well-- he had seen it. He had bathed in it, and drank it, and basked in it for all of his life. Sometimes, it felt like Death was burying him alive. But.. He could not blame Death, as cruel and cold as the creature was. He had to do his job, right? The Death of humans was the savior of the world. He smiled softly at Silas.


"Was it-- Was it your choice to become a vampire? If you d-don't mind my asking." He whispered hastily, trying to be cautious, gentle with Silas.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He wondered who Death was. Was he a man of the old ages who simply lost his way? Did he anger God? Who was he? But he would not find out these answers ever, or at least not until he died, and he didn't suppose that would be any time soon. He runs his finger over the edge of his glass,wiping away a water droplet that was on the outside of it. How should he answer Elias' question? He would tell him, yes, but how? He knew not the ways of this man completely, what would he understand? He clears his throat and he begins.


"The year was 1623. I was an arrogant young fool then, ignorant and blind to the world. I was sick, much like yourself last night, something bad was going round killing many of the people in my village. If I can recall correctly, it killed my mother and sister, my father was left too weak, and he died of exhaustion and sadness within three days after. My whole family was dead after four days. I did not want to die, I was afraid of it, I lived in fear that death would come for me and I was never ready. When it did, I ran from it, and into the arms of something far, far worse. Now, I think, I am not afraid of death, and perhaps I would greet it like an old friend if it were to come for me again." He clears his throat, "What happened was, I was wandering home one night, at this point I was quite aware that I was sick and I was going to die, but I still kept my arrogant ways. I collapsed, in an alley, and I was sure that it was my time to die, sure of it. Death did come for me, but much like yourself it looked up and then, it was gone. I was still afraid of him, so of course I was pleased, but I was even more afraid of what was lurking in the shadows. When he stepped out, it was surreal, I knew there was something wrong with this bloodstained man, and those eyes... He did not speak at first, simply knelt by my side and then he tutted, and he asked me if I was ready for death. I should have said yes, I feel he would have killed me much faster, for when I shook my head no in such a cowardly way... His teeth were in my neck, you see." He runs a finger along his neck where a small hardly noticeable bite mark scar was, and he frowns. "He bit me. It was not a pleasant process, not being at the other side of it. And when he bit me he drank, I felt for sure again that this creature was going to kill me, that Death must have sent him to do his job. But that, evidently, was not the case. For when he finished drinking from me, I could barely see, or move, all the blood from my body was gone, and I looked up at the man. His cold eyes looked down at me and even now I cannot shake them from my mind. I was so weak, and my eyes began to close, I thought, this is it. And then I began to feel afraid again, Death was around the corner once more that cold night. But the vampire would not let that be the case, as much like yourself he stooped down and he let me drink from him. I did not know why he did it, I thought he was crazy, but something told me to do it. I was still bleeding to death, at this time, and he told me to not stop drinking until I died. I did not. For when I closed my eyes and my body fell limp to the floor, that is only when I stopped. I did not see Death come for me then, but I heard it. The sad song he has been singing to me for many years..." He smiles sadly and clears his throat before looking directly in the sweet grey eyes of Elias'. "So yes, I suppose you could say it was my choice, but not that I really knew what I was getting into."


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[Rika]

Hearing his story, listening to his trials, Elias could not speak after what he had said. So long had he been on this Earth, so hard his life must have been, so much he must have suffered as a vampire. And-- And how many years did it take before he realized he was suffering? The curly-haired doctor frowned at his misfortune, and brushed honey locks from his face, peering down at his small hands. He-- He had to stay. At first, he was hesitant, but now he knew he had to. Not because he felt sorry for Silas. But because he was beginning to care for him, beginning to understand why he was the way he was, why the vampire wanted Elias to stay in the first place. The man smiled then, tenderly, and cocked his head. His eyes melted like honey, though stayed grey like calm, dark clouds.


"It must have been a hard life you led.." He whispered, before grinning. "You-- You should make a new life, then. With me. I will make it much better for you, and-- and happier. We will talk every day, and-- and maybe I could hear you play piano once in awhile if you feel like it? And I can feed you any time you wish. I'm plenty healthy now that you healed me." He smiled in admiration of the vampire, his head still tilted in a cute way. "I will do anything you wish, Silas. I know we'd make perfect housemates. You're so benevolent."

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"There were times that were hard, yes, but there have also been times like this. Though, this is the first one in a long time. The first pleasant experience..." He sighs slightly and smiles, raising his eyebrows. "If you will make it much better for me, you must at least be happy yourself. Do not just do the things that I wish, there must be things you wish for too. Anything you may want, I can help." He smiles, and pushes his plate away from him, he was done eating those stupid human meals, he didn't need them and so he wouldn't use them. Silas tucks his hair behind his ears and pouts slightly, "but I am not benevolent. If anyone is, it is you. You help people, every day, you help sick people get better. I kill people for my own personal gain, you help people. You are the benevolent one, Elias." He mimics him and tilts his head to the side as he takes a sip of his wine again.


He wondered what had happened to Elias to make him so selfless, so helpful to others though he himself could get hurt or sick because of it. He wondered, had he still wanted to help people when he was dying? He seemed like the man to not leave the world behind because he thought people would need him to help them. "I would very much like to make a new life with you. You will make it better, I know it. You are the only light I have known in such a long time being surrounded by the darkness. You are the one who is good." He says, seriously, leaning back in his chair. He didn't know what he was feeling, now. There was something inside of him that felt fuzzy, warm, good, something he had not felt in a long time, and therefore could not identify. Was it happiness? Love? Joy? How could a man identify something he had not felt for hundreds of years. Feelings were not like the things learnt that you never forgot. You never forgot how to walk, to write, to breathe. You knew how those things worked. How was Silas to know how love worked? How happiness felt?


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[Rika]

Elias paused at that, before he peered down his fingers and shut his eyes. "Oh, I'm happy, I am.." He whispered, and held a kind, pleased smile to prove it. Who wouldn't be happy to live with Silas? He was kind; he thought so low of himself, though, and Elias thought he was so.. differently beautiful; refreshing. He thought the hardships he faced and prevailed was what made him beautiful. But Elias was..


"Killing people in times like these might be the merciful thing to do," He said softly, cynically. Everyone around them was shattering apart in fits of coughs and blood. If Silas were to kill a sick person or even a healthy person, it wouldn't be as important to him. Simply because their lives were to be cut short anyway. He smiled, however, perpetually smiled and laughed a little. "Nein.. But thank you. I enjoy your company." He cocked his head. "I enjoy you."