The immortality of Velvet

The first feed

After listening to her description of her sire and his action, he frowned a bit, nodding. "I know the type. Completely irresponsible, but not uncommon, unfortunately. If you sire wished to find a cure, one imagines that means they didn't prefer the life, so why they would subject you to it... sounds about like a Malk I once knew. Sheer dumb luck would be what I would guess attributed to his survival thusfar."

When she took his hand, he squeezed firmly, but not enough to seem like he was trying to break hers. They were both stronger than your average human, so there was no need for that kind of thing, but the squeeze showed he respected her as another person. After he let go, he smiled reassuringly before speaking again. "So then, let me ask you a few things. First of all, have you ever fed before? Either on your own or with your sire hunting for you? Have you ever had stored blood?"

He reached down to one side of the desk and pulled open a small fridge he kept there. He pulled out what appeared to be a bag of blood. He stood, motioning for her to stay seated and continue while he walked over to what looked like a cabinet. He pulled open the door, a light coming on and showing what looked like a sink. He turned the water on to hot, hit a button to keep it from draining, and filled the basin. He let the packet sink into the water and shut it off when it was half-full, easily covering the bag.

He then pulled two mugs from a shelf above the hidden sink. One was dark blue and said World's Best Dad and the other white with a faded symbol on it, looking like it had once been the all-seeing eye with a pyramid mos twould be familiar with from American currency. After a moment, he lifted the warmed bag, tore a corner with his teeth, and poured the two glasses. He walked back over, setting the dark blue cup down in front of her before retaking his seat with his own cup. The blood in the cup was reheated, but would be alright, if an acquired taste.

"Please, have some. You'll feel a bit better after you're not starving and this blood comes from a blood doll, so it's humanely donated."

She chuckled some at the firmness of their touch and nodded when he described the type of vampire her maker was, the description seemed to match from what she saw. She understood why his grip was so firm and it made her relax at the knowledge he respected her, this man was awfully good at making her feel relaxed and he didn't know if that was good because she would need to trust him or bad because trusting him and being relaxed around him made her vulnerable. She supposed she'd have to play it by ear.

''I've never fed before.'' She called over as he was preparing the blood, she watched him with what would be baited breath if she had any, instead she couldn't deny the feeling of nervousness mixed with her undeniable hunger. She stayed sat as he motioned for her to do as such. ''When he turned me, as soon as I had my... thought process back, I escaped when he decided he wanted to complete the process by giving me human blood. This was after all the torture mind you, so I didn't see a reason to stay and I didn't understand what I was going through and my need for blood.''

She leaned her head against the chair as she watched him prepare the blood and take out the cups, not unlike a sleepy child watching a parent do chores, when they don't have the energy to play anymore, so they watch what goes on. The likeness made her laugh when she thought that he was taking her on as his childer, the age difference and she was incredibly tired, though that would change when she fed.

She looked at the World's Best Dad cup and smiled. ''A joke from one of your childers? It's cute.'' She took it into her hands and nodded when she heard it was humane, it made her feel better she would be having enough trouble doing it now, if it was taken without consent then she didn't think she could do it. The viscous liquid made her fangs ache for its first meal and her body cry out as she tentatively took her first sip, with it washing down her throat she didn't know what to expect. The sweetness was not like the coppery bitterness when you taste your own blood as a human but instead it was so good and she took another drink from it. ''I... think I like it.''