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dxnali:

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                    She leans up rapidly and she takes the place beside him.
                    They know bits and pieces of each other’s lives, though 
                    not far into detail, and it is pleasant: to have a friend to 
                    travel with again. She never imagined a place among the
                    elite vampire crowd, and the woman finds the pageantry a 
                    bit of a nice change from her previous engagements.

        “I think I will, if you’ll have me. I should like to.
         This all seems rather interesting! But you’ll
         have to show me about, I dare say curiosity
         will get the better of me if you do not.”

          Besides, she does not wish to walk alone anymore!

       Already, talk of exploration. He has known her
       for a fortnight and he knows already that this
       is the quintessence of her character: curiosity.
       So much like him, too! Albeit, she is far more
       charming than he while going about it.

              ❝This castle is massive; more so than
              one might think. There are tunnels under
              our feet. Heidi makes most use of them,
              I fear, but it would be no trouble to show
              them to you. Our library is tremendous;
              I predict you will enjoy that a great deal.❞

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dxnali:

Her head lays on a decorative pillow, though the need is not
present for comfort. She sits up as he enters, her bare feet
dangling off the side. She’s only marginally worried, yet again
she realizes that he is an established member of the Volturi
and she need not fret over smaller things.

      “I’m sure you have found some more interesting than I!
       You will find some in the future, I am sure. Are you to
       go searching again soon?”

The unspoken question was, and will she be going with?

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       His approach resumes to cease when he lowers himself
       upon the mattress, settled rigidly beside his new friend.
       His posture has been rigid since he conformed to the
       Volturi’s ways; his carriage became fluid, like a spirit
       hovering above the solid ground. Eleazar is one with
       them in demeanor, but not in psyche—not yet.

              ❝Not soon, no. I am sent out once a decade. My next
              journey is a long ways from now. You’ve ample time
              to settle, should you choose to remain with us.❞

       As his sole friend, Eleazar prays that she will.

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dxnali:

       She was sure that Eleazar’s return with a woman who possesses
       no gifts was met with some confusion. It bothered her only a little,
       to be surrounded by those who had powers, but the woman was
       over the emotion quickly. When they have a moment alone, she
       begs an answer from him.

                “Is everything alright in there? I’m afraid Aro might be
                 quite disappointed in me.”

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       The instant he enters his quarters, he is met with
       question by the vampire lying upon his needless
       bed (namely, Carmen), at which he smirks crook-
       edly in reply, firstly. Eleazar glides toward the bed
       and halts at the foot, his head shaking to and fro
       in denial of her claim.

              ❝Why ought he to be disappointed in you?
              You are not responsible; I am. He was a tad
              discouraged, but he is not a fool. He knows
              that gifts are a scarcity.❞

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wednesdxy:

█  —- ♛ ❝No. But that doesn’t stop anyone else, does it?❞ She wiggled the egg a little more, insistent.

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       His gaze softens a tad as he
       finally discerns what must be
       inside the egg. He hears the
       sounds of crawling; there are
       spiders. He hears squirming;
       there are worms. Wonderful.

                            ❝This is true.❞

       Thus he snatches it from her
       grasp and opens it, resolute
       when the freed spiders find
       sanctuary on his hands.

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drainedred:

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              ❝                   Careful now,    you
              haven’t breathed in a bit, need
              to let that   hot air  out at some
              p         o         i         n        t.      ❞

                                     She’s mocking him ; stalling as it
                                     were —  completely regarding his
                                     question ;   so   much   more   fun

              ❝          I’d     say     it’s     pretty
              unreasonable,      clearly     you
              think otherwise,      Ellie.        ❞

       Eleazar knows this is an insult to his
       intelligence. He bristles internally, but
       a smile emerges nonetheless, perhaps
       adverse to the desired effect.

              ❝There must be a severe dearth
              of excuses to favor you if you’ve
              resorted to debasing my intellect.
              It makes you seem daft.❞

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What is your personal favorite historical time period?
 
QUOTH Anonymous

{ He has lived many a famous (and infamous!) time period, but Eleazar’s reply is immediate, with absolutely no hesitation. }

              The one from which I come. The Renaissance was a time of liberation; the arts, the sciences, and humanism were embraced wholeheartedly by much of society, myself included. The Enlightenment comes just after. A great deal of my character was shaped by those two eras, I feel, and I am grateful to have existed throughout both.

 
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dxnali:

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              She does love it when he smiles, even if the sharp
              angles of his features try to make it unsuitable of him.
              Her eyes appraise several paintings and sculptures;
              each was different, and offered a diversity of views to
              evoke various emotions in the audience. A woman
              holding a child is her favorite, and her eyes ravage the
              imagery longer than she tarries on the others. Her
              hand slides slowly down from where olive toned digits
              lingered on his arm to grasp his own ivory hand.

                            “Why sir, didn’t you know! Your wife can be simply
                            cruel. She preys on men much older than her and
                            seduces them with her laugh. Could you not tell?
                            You are condemned, I’m afraid; there is no hope for
                            you!”

              She cannot help but chuckle when her lines have
              been said. In truth, there is no hope for her either!
              Let them be hopeless together; it is a blissful 
              existence.

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              ❝You’re a fiendish little thing, Carmencita.
              You bask in your lies like the minx you are.
              Deplorable conduct, I must confess.❞

       Another fraction of a smile, and they whisk off
       and mingle among more works of art in varied
       forms: paint, sculpture, film, and architecture.
       The Louvre itself is a masterpiece, and he will
       wonder what kept them from it for so long. He
       notices when Carmen takes particular intrigue
       in a rendering of a woman with a child, and for
       a moment, he braces for the worst; however,
       the worst does not rear itself, and he grasps
       her hand as if handling fragile china.

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Does your wife have many pet names for you?
 
QUOTH Anonymous

              Well, it is Carmen. { as if that is much of an answer! } She has quite a few. The majority are terms of endearment and the like—dear, darling, love, husband, et cetera. She and I both have a tendency to call each other birds for whatever reason, although I accept sole responsibility for the idea. She is most aware that I find nicknames crude, but if she feels some implicit need to pester me, she might call me Ellie. It is dreadful.

 
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Tanya was the first of Sasha’s adopted daughters. She was Sasha’s biological great-niece, and when Sasha decided she’d like some companionship in her vampire life, she chose Tanya to join her.

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upuris:

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                Her brow once again furrows, though
                she 
nods gently in understanding. She,
                however, had always had difficulty
                understanding manhood to be anything
                but a conquest for power… since Charles,
                at least. He had had such a profound
                impact upon her psyche, that the mere
                mention roused fear to course through
                her veins.

     “Perhaps, then, a mental and emotional journey to find your manhood is in order—if that is, after all, what you’re seeking.”

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       And thus a laugh rumbles in his chest,
       and Eleazar sets his hand upon Esme’s
       forearm. She misunderstood him, which
       is not uncommon when it comes to his
       pattern of introspection. Placid chaos.

              ❝My manhood is in mannerly form,
              Esme. I follow the principles which
              I was taught. You forget that I was
              pondering my biological manhood.❞

wednesdxy:

 █  —- ♛ ❝I came to bring you an Easter Egg.❞ She’s not too happy about the fact, but holds out the suspiciously happy looking egg nonetheless.

       His eyebrows furrow in immediate
       suspicion. This is, after all, the same
       girl who consciously aimed golf balls
       at his windows.

                         ❝You celebrate Easter?❞

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clearwxter:

          “And what’s that?”

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              ❝Becoming a thing we
              had no desire to be.❞

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upuris:

     “Manhood is simply…an emphasis on masculinity; on physicality and power. Humanity, on the other hand, has several parts: benevolence, sympathy, and tenderness.”

            A gentle smile graces her lips, her hand
            gently cupping the back of his shoulder
            as her bight eyes met his.

     “Humanity is far superior. And you, Eleazar, have humanity.”

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              ❝I must say, Esme, that I disagree.
              Not with your definition of humanity,
              but your perception of manhood. By
              standard definition, it is merely focus
              upon the masculine archetype, but I
              feel that there is more to manhood
              than brute force. At least, there was
              when I was mortal.❞

       As he sees it, a man is supposed to be
       kind and compassionate and gentle, but
       he must also be strong, both physically
       and emotionally, for those who cannot be
       strong. But chivalry is surely dead, and
       many of the values of old have fallen by
       the wayside in the modern age.

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What do you believe is the reason you fell in love with your wife?
 
QUOTH Anonymous

{ Such an impossible question! And one which he has contemplated more times than he would like to count. He knows not the exact moment when he became utterly and completely enamored by Carmen. It was a gradual thing; it crept before it consumed him with joy and abandon. }

              I believe it was her friendship. From the beginning, I thought her a remarkably beautiful woman, and her character was no less beautiful. But as I came to know her with each day, and as I came to fathom her, we grew closer in friendship and closer in love. Platonic at first, but there were always indications that it was meant to be more. We stole glances at one another while the other looked away more often than either of us would like to admit. But, yes… her loving friendship was what brought me to love her as a partner. No one had ever offered me camaraderie in this life before her.

 
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upuris:

             She considers his words carefully,
             maintaining her gaze steadily on his. 

     “There is a difference between manhood and humanity.”

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       Well, now he is intrigued.

              ❝And, what is that?❞

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