|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 3:23 pm
"You are looking vibrant and healthy tonight. I am glad I am wearing these glasses least your radiating glow could render my eyes useless, of course such a quality is rare and strikenly extravagent on you."
He sipped his drink and then placed the half full glass on the closest table. They were all but alone thanks to the one who hid in shadows from the rest of the world. He was overlooked and easily forgotten as he returned his gaze to Dekiru, it was moments like this no women like this that can make a man of the strongest and hardest caliber soften and bend to her will.
He picked the glass up and finished the drink still holding the glass as he ran his finger over the rim in circles.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 3:27 pm
Dekiru couldn't help but look around the room as her eyes had been shut for quiet a while during her meditation. To occupy her hands she took a black nail file from he pocket, not quiet sure as to why she had it in the first place, and began to file her clean, clear nails as she spoke sincerely...
" You are quite the charmer, a gift not only I have obviously, your complements are very seductive, you are a challenge indeed.."
Dekiru is highly amused. She knows a male such is as this is not common at all, but holds herself back and shows no weakness what-so-ever.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 3:36 pm
"Oh but yours is by far more powerful for you do not have to say anything to capture someone. Just your exquisite beauty alone without words is enough to enthrall anyone."
Standing from his seat he takes his glass and casually heads for the bar and the sink. He starts to roll his sleeves up when he notices the dishwasher to his left and stopped and rolled his eyes. He would never get use to the technological advances of this day and age. Opening the dishwasher he places his glass on the top rack with the others and closes it to return to his seat.
Once seated he rolls his sleeves down and rebuttons them before letting them relax on an arm rest each. He looked into the fire or his head was pointed that way but his eyes were not they were wandering around the room and watching Dekiru. ((Going to eat brb.))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 3:43 pm
Dekiru was speechless for a meer split second... as he returned from the dish washer she looked at him from top to bottom to get a full view of him. Dekiru leaned up against the arm of the sofa and laid her head on both her arms and took on the look of an innocent you lady she said in a mature and risque way while giving a smile she couldn't hide...
" What's with the complements? You have earned my trust, what more do you want from me.."
Dekiru's glossy red lips shined with the light of the fire s she sat anxious for his answer..
(( Ok. I'll be here ))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 4:03 pm
His lips curled in a seductive smile as he removed his sunglasses and looked at her eyes. His own seemed to brighten slightly as he just sat there a moment and took it all in. She did look innocent but was she? Perhaps but no she was not no one truly was innocent some were just more innocent just like no one was ugly some were prettier than others.
"The compliments are just me I cannot stop talking about rare beauty when I see it and trust me you are of the most rarest if not the rarest. What I want from you is nothing perhaps the question should be what I need but alas now that I think about it, it can be viewed as both want and need."
His french accent was getting the best of him as he got into the heated conversation, a heated and growing deep perhaps. What he wanted and needed from her was one in the same he supposed if only he could figure it out and how to word it. He wanted someones hand and his family needed a mother but was she ready for so large a family was she even interested in the DeVants and ready to take that name. He understood that people liked to date now and it was something he was having to get use to.
In his time mariages were planned out and were not changed, now he had to be careful and let time take its course. Something such as this should not be hard to him all he had was time. These thoughts were quickly closed from any prying minds deciding he would go slow with this so as to not mess things up and continue his search for another thousand years.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 4:13 pm
Dekiru couldn't help but smile as he sat there with his glossy eyes she had never had such an experience with anyone up until now. Having seen this before but never experiencing this she knew little to do, she was alone, he had a family, he was more proper, she was some what of a rogue, yin and yang...Dekiru smiled and only said..
" Your thoughts are leaking... of course I find interest in the DeVants"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 4:20 pm
"It would appear they are leaking it is your fault however, I told you what kind of hold you had on someone. Have you heard of my family then?"
Most everyone in France knew of them somewhat but in the last two hundred years they had become reclusive in a way. All the men were marryed and the single ones were quick to learn how to be suave and charming and to marry and have kids then become embraced. He had turned every member of his family since he was turned all except his first wife who died during child birth.
When he changed them all it almost made them like his immediate children as well as grandchildren. It made their bonds stornger and they became closer to one another. Those who were brought into the family were turned as well but only willingly after they were told what they were. If they did not want it then their memory was erased but Jacques DeVant always kept the children that they gave birth to. He would not give them up and he would not allow harm to come to one of them. Of course the children were told at a young age about their parents and what their family was so they grew use to it by the time they were grown. They were privatly taught by fellow family members who spent their immortal years teaching and learning knew things. He even had a grandson who was interested in the Chaos Theory.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 4:26 pm
Dekiru's pastel eyes stood still in the light of the fire. She knew a few possible outcomes for the speaking of this conversation and she was curious. She turned her glance to the lovely table and said..
" I have as much control as you.."
Feeling a bit formal Dekiru took her two chopsicks out of her hair as her dark black shiny hair fell to her waist, she dug her fingers through it to occupy her hands once again and said in a misty voice..
" Who hasn't heard of your family?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 4:38 pm
His eyebrow raised as he watched her hair fall around her waste and she started running her hands through it. He sighed and his eyebrow lowered and he looked around the room trying to avoid staring as much as possible and thinking on how to demonstrate this control she said he had.
"I suppose you are right we are perhaps the largest family still together in France or Europe. Some where someone else may have done the same thing I dont know. Do you dance?"
He noticed a place with a ballroom on one of his rides around the city, a perfect place for a waltz or masquerade. It had been years since he had been to one and even if they were the only ones there he would enjoy a dance. It would give him a reason to dress up.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 4:43 pm
The amount of blood Dekiru had last drank had shown deeplt through her cheeks as she blushed deeply, she had not danced in ages, let alone with another person. She could not stand the humiliation, even this blunder of her's she couldn't fix...she laughed at this though and said with a smile...
"I wouldn't know..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 4:54 pm
"Well the Box Step is perhaps the easiest and most common waltz becuase it can be done to alot of the different types of dance."
He stands up and holds out a hand and waits for her to hopefully accept it. Now if she did not know it how would he teach her perhaps programing it in her mind would be easy but no fun, no he would do it the old fashion way.
"Would you like to dance? Perhaps if you are use to it you would like to go to an actual ballroom and dance with me?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 4:57 pm
Dekiru was hesitant and gave a little sign, after biting the bottom of her glossy red lip she said with a smile as she gracefully takes his hand and says...
"I'd love to.."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 5:10 pm
"Ok now have you done this before the Box Step? It starts out in the 'close position'."
With that said he brings her close so that now their faces are but inches apart and with one arm around her and the other holding her hand out.
"It is easy and perhaps after we do this one we can learn the tango or you can if you dont know it. It is a fun dance but very vigorous and fast paced."
The tango was something he had learned around fifty years ago and had only did it once or twice. It was a hot dance and rather steamy when a couple got into it, it was best done or by him anyway with fewer people on the floor that was why he knew the box dance because it was more organised and more people could do it on the same dance floor with less confusion.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 5:16 pm
As he speaks Dekiru looks down at the floor to adjust her feet then her ominous eyes look at Jacques and she says softly and innocently..
" I believe I recall this dance."
Dekiru leaves Jacques to do the teaching as she smiles.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 5:25 pm
"I see."
His left foot moved forward as he started the dance and then his right foor followed his left without putting the wait on it and then it went to the right. His left foot follows without changing weight now from his right foot and they start to fall smoothly into the dance as his left foot goes left and his right foot follows without changing the weight.
"Tell me do you do this often?"
His voice was a whisper almost with a sentual sound that seemed to come when you got closer to someone who sent arousing thoughts to your mind and through your body. His mouth was partly open as he slowly exhaled little breathes and continued with the dance looking at nothing but her eyes as if in a trance.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
