Lux Noctis

A Warm Invitation

"Except you can't kill me. I'm already dead, kinda." Orin sighed softly, tilting his head over to the side as he watched her with curious eyes. "Other demons may try to take advantage of you though. You know that, right? You're mighty delicious with the energy coursing through you. Plus, they could take too much and you could die?"  He spoke, tilting his head back as he watched her with interest. He huffed out a puff of smoke and reached for his jacket easily snatching his belongings before she got too far. "My jacket has my wallet and condoms inside, I need that." He hissed softly.
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Bea attempted to roll her eyes at him but before she could her cheeks flushed at the mention of condoms. How could he just say something so inappropriate so easily... So she quickly walked further into her apartment to escape the awkward conversation that might soon follow.
For something that was supposed to be a factory, the place still looked cozy. She had made it that way, in attempt to make it feel like a home. But somehow it never quite felt like it, no matter how hard she tried.
"I was going to give it back to you, you know? I just expected you to come inside..." She sighed softly as she leaned against the wall. She needed to go to bed.
She watched him puff his smoke and frowned at the idea that he was smoking cigarettes. She hated cigarettes, even more so because of the smell that they left behind. "I've never encountered a demon besides you, I don't think it's that common... Right?" She said before she bit her lip and actually properly started to think about it all. Maybe there had been demons before and she just didn't know... Could that even be true? Had Sorath taken care of them when he took over?
"Is there any way to hide it, or to cloak it maybe... Just so others don't notice it? I wouldn't want any unwelcome visitors... Not besides the one that I already have..."
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He slowly stepped inside, he was cautious about even doing so, her home was a mystery to him. "It's not a cigarette, it's my natural breath sweetheart." He murmured, huffing out the smoke like a dragon once more to mess with the feeble human. He smirked and explored around her home curiously in silence, it wasn't too bad. The home had a cute and simple aura, it gave off the feeling of home. "Mhmm. I don't know if you can hide it much or anything, but, you can try to hold it back or release it? Instead of keeping it all locked up inside, of course."
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She frowned and waved the smoke away towards the kitchen window when he blew it at her again. "I don't care if it's your natural breath, I don't want it in my home." She stated firmly as she continued to walk to the kitchen where she put on a pot of tea. She needed it after the weird evening she had been having.
As she waited she leaned with her back against the counter hands on both sides of her waist on the surface. "Don't you think I've tried that before?" She sighed, he couldn't have known so she couldn't blame him for asking, but she also couldn't blame herself for getting worked up about it. She wasn't stupid.
"Me in that alley tonight was me holding it back... And you could see how well that went." The whistle of the kettle went, her cue to move and she did. She prepared a teapot on the table, together with two mugs. "And even if I tried to release it... And that's a big if, it's even worse... I tried it once and everything in a hundred feet radius of me died and that was in my younger years when I was weaker. You can probably imagine that it'll be much worse if I did it again now."
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He watched her for a moment, and stopped her. His hand touched right against the teapot as he pushed it away from the second mug. He took the mug and placed it in the cabinet once again. He stepped back in the home and continued to look around, just picking up little books to stare at the words inside. "You're going to poison me? Already? My, my, very rude." He scoffed arrogantly, "Demons cannot drink water. Fire and water do not mix...It's poison to us, like acid to humans. The smoke is just to show off. It's fun to look like dragons and it scares the Hell out of humans..." He chuckled, looking back to the beautiful lady only to continue nosing around.
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She watched in shock as he put his hand against the teapot, and she couldn't fathom that it didn't hurt. But when he reminded her about what he was again she understood.
"Well how am I supposed to know?" She sighed as she took her own cup and sat down at the table. An annoyance was growing inside of her. She didn't mean to, but she was tired and that is enough of an explanation.
"It's not like I've met your kind before... And even if that smoke is to show off, could you please do it outside? I do not like to repeat myself."
She was kind of a neat freak and didn't want to have to wash the ceilings. She wouldn't even know how to reach them.
Her apartment wasn't too big, it was mainly one big room with an open kitchen, that also sufficed as her living room. There was one other room, her bedroom from which the door was closed and she intended to keep it that way.
She stayed on her seat as he walked around and followed him with her eyes, making sure he didn't do anything weird. She didn't care that he was snooping because there was nothing to snoop, no pictures, no personal belongings, anybody could live there. She was like a ghost. The only personal things she did have she kept neatly locked away.