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There's a vampire on a couch over there. Not by the fire, but on that's a little more shadowed. And, like his icon, he's watching the bar from his lazy post.

He hasn't been in the bar very much, but he's in now. And, if he's staring at you, well there's usually a reason.

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:;There are times they can rise above it:: she admitted, having a unique view on human nature ::But unfortunately, it balances out by those who do far, far worse than "human nature" can credit::

::It's out of the way, and frankly, out of the morass. Care to join me?:: she offered politely. It's in her nature to offer.

He gives a small shrug. 'I've seen the range of humanity, and it's oddly fascinating that while the world around them evolves, their nature doesn't evolve.'

He swings into a sitting position, and tilts his head at her. 'How does that work with me not having that kind of power?'

::I am an end product of humanity:: she shrugged, an odd gesture in her inverted position. ::But not even we have manaed to outgrow human nature in most regards.::

::If you say yes, you fly?::

'I've seen a lot of vampires die because they couldn't shed a lot of their human nature.'

There's a small pause, because this should be interesting. 'Yes.'

::I've seen more die because they exceeded it:: she shrugged.

The response is immediate, gravity seeming to start ignoring him. Gentle, almost ticklish energy singing along the skin, and warmth. Warmth to seep into the bones and marrow...

'I guess it depends on the world then.'

He rubs a hand along his arm, the energy feeling a little odd. And, he slowly starts the process of trying to join her. It's slow because his mind is working around what he's doing and trying to fight the logic of it.

::Usaully:: she sighed, returning her attention to the house of cards she'd been constructing.

It's more respect to him than ignoring...everyone desreves to learn things without others observing strange mistakes...though, yes, thinking too hard about it seems to get in the way.

There might be a soft growl at the resistance of his brain. And, while it takes a fair while, he accomplishes it. And, having accomplished that, sits next to her.

'I gather it gets easier to do with practice?'

Her work pauses as she glances at him, flame dancing deep behind the emerald now. "Once you manage to think outside normal bounds, yes, eaaier..."

Like breaking through a wall, there will be a hole to slip through each time, limitation-wise.

"Welcome to the ceiling."

He watches the flame in her eyes with interest, though after a moment remembers his manners and stops. Scanning the bar from his new perspective instead.

"I think outside the normal bounds on most things, but this is something I never though possible."

That is an interesting way to think of it.

He gives a small bow of his head. "Thank you for inviting me."

She is well used to staring, and she's never really stood on manners, truth told, learning them rather late in life.

"Most things being?" she asked curiously, tilted her head...and not at all thrown off by how her braid dangled over an eye for a moment...

He was raised with good manners and three thousand years later they come to head every so often. More in the presence of women than men, though.

"Shape shifting, telepathic abilities, vampires, immortality. Most things."

Well, since they're ingrained, the manners bit is certainly understandable then.

"Wow, you could visit my home and not end up shell shocked, congratulations" she chuckled warmly. He has left off a few of the major ones though, like fire breathing, flying, timeslipping...

He gives a dark chuckle. "Oh? Your world has similar things in it? What are the odds." No one/thing in his world breaths fire, unless they are part of the traveling circus. And flying and timeslipping, none existent. Though, there are witches.

"Mutanst of every shape and flavor. Shape shifters, telkeporters, people that fire laser beams from their eyes. Winged, gilled, scaled, rock based..." she chuckled again, letting the card house collapse upward.

"Tekes, 'Paths, Empaths, pyros, hydros..." do you wish to know more?

Probably not.

Probably not, is probably right because she's getting a slow blink as his brain assimilates this information.

"That's incredible. The flavor of being in my world are mostly vampire. The abilities range depending on the lineage of the vampire that changed you. And then there are the witches that hunt us."

"Well, we have a werd genetic quirkiness going on, unlimited possibilitym, millions of mutants" she shrugged.

"Vampire?" there's a strange sensation, sadness obviously not his....it leaves a taste like rain on the tongue, and has shadows moving through the flame of her eyes.

It's momentary though.

"A whole world? Everyone I've heard of with vampires there's very few of them..."

[Alas, is slowtime possible? Midnight shift is catching up with me...]

"That sounds like it would be an interesting world to live in."

There's a small lick of his lips at the taste, slightly puzzled by it.

"The whole world isn't made of of vampires. Gods, there'd be nothing to eat. But, we're a big enough group to create our own cities in small areas.

[Slowtime is always possibly. As proven with the Khem-plotage stuff. ^_~]

"It can be, for some" she admitted. It wasn't kind to her. Then again, she had been an intruder and an outsider.

"Mutants did much the same, they had Genosha until the humans bombed it...normally, the sranger things are targetted when they group"

"Not for you?" It's an idle question, the tone soft giving the possibility to be ignored if she doesn't wish to answer it.

"Humans can be troublesome when they can't leave well enough alone. Are the mutants of your world quite known about to the mass public then?"

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