Video - Unseelie/Seelie (Post-dated to the 2nd)

[withbite]

[Hello there, Drabwurld. Have one slightly mussed vampire giving the locket a lazy smile. Is he calling from bed? Looks like. It may or may not be his own bed. Don't question that. Everything's covered, though, so no worries about scarring any delicate sensibilities.]

Some of you might recognize me, others might not. Either way, I'll keep this short and sweet. Since I'm back here again, I'm still going to need to fulfill those dietary requirements I mentioned last time. Which means donors.

[Not that he couldn't take what he wanted as he pleased, but he'd seen some of the things those here could do his last trip and the last thing he wanted was to find himself trying to have lunch with a witch and winding up with a few aneurysms for his trouble. Rude, witches.]

Again, only reply if you're either interested in offering or, I don't know, have a servant or whatever that's expendable. I'm not interested in playing twenty questions or show and tell.

[And that was as in depth as he planned on getting right now. People could offer or... he could get hungry enough to just take a risk and jump some hapless fairy. They were about the size of a juice box...]

Comments

[withbite]

Really? You're in a fairy world and a vampire is what's confusing you most?

[baseborne]

I just said there are stranger things!

[withbite]

[God, this was too easy. It was like pissing off the Lockwood brat all over again.

Damon just laughed.]

Sure, kid. Sure.

[baseborne]

[Maybe it's a wolf thing, don't judge!]

Who are you, anyhow?

[withbite]

[So much judging. And laughing.]

Damon Salvatore. Who are you?

[baseborne]

Jon Snow. Chief Captain of the Aelfengard of Cothromach. [See, a Man Grown!!!]

[withbite]

[They were just handing titles out to any baby who could walk...]

Uh huh. I'm extremely impressed.

[No he wasn't.]

[baseborne]

[Okay tbh basically they just handed him his title based on blood relation so he can't really brag...]

An introduction generally includes titles, so far as I know. Whether or not you're impressed by them. [Jerk.]

[withbite]

Oh, does it? Then I'd be Damon Salvatore, founding family member of Mystic Falls and currently on the city council.

[Truths. See? He was important too, Jon. Nyah.]

[baseborne]

[Wow lame get some titles here bro they are the bees knees.]

Where is that? Mystic Falls?

[withbite]

Back home. In Virgina. US of A. You're either from... some backwater hole in England, or another weird world that I haven't heard of.

[baseborne]

[Well it's not like Northmen never get called backwater, but shut up Damon.] Westeros. I have heard of your USA before, but only from men here.

[withbite]

They seem to be pulling in people from everywhere, don't they?

Well, Jon Snow of the Captain of the guard, titles aren't everything.

[baseborne]

That one's less a title, more an occupation, but I'll give it to you that they're not.

[withbite]

Well, look at that. Some people can actually learn things.

[He was half teasing. Half...]

[baseborne]

[Half-insulted tbh!]

I'm so pleased to have exceeded your expectations, then.

[withbite]

[Get used to it, Jon.]

Easy enough to do since I don't have any. But back to business. I have a feeling your curiosity is not an offer.

[baseborne]

Why would any man offer their blood as sustenance? That's mad.

[withbite]

You'd be surprised at what people offer. And what they expect in return.

[Was that a flirty smile?]

[baseborne]

[Gods damnit Damon that's cheating and you know it!]

What, gold?

[withbite]

[Damon laughed.]

You don't get out much, do you? You some kind of monk?

[baseborne]

I'm a man of the Night's Watch. [A beat!] ... Was.

[withbite]

And that means...? What, you're more of a voyeur than a participator?

[baseborne]

[omfg Damon] It means-- oh, never mind what it means. [he's not flustered UR flustered!!]

[withbite]

[Totally innocent what?]

Then why bring it up? Unless... how old are you, exactly?