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fluorescentpipedream · 6 years

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Conversations in the Dark

David and Gabriel used to travel in the same circles…when I uploaded David’s new picture the two struck up a conversation.

David: *referring to his picture* It’s better than it was…you’re getting better at photoshop

((Thanks…I guess))

Gabriel: You’re looking scruffy, old man. How long has it been?

David: Hmm…Fall…1888, a garden party in New England I believe…we made quite a mess.

((So I had the wrong dates before? Great…*runs to change a few things*))

Gabriel: Aye….I remember now. You still do that?

David: Hmm…no not in a few years now. I’ve got a wife and a daughter. You?

G: No…I haven’t killed anyone in a manner like that since 1902. *pauses* I saw you in New York during the Depression. Married? Who is mad enough to marry you?

D: I remember that now, it has been a while either way…The depression was…well. *trails off* Her name is Robin, it’s actually quite nice. Never thought I’d say that but after centuries of torturing people I kind of like being a husband. Being a father is different but its quickly becoming the best part of my life. Go figure

G: *laughs* Well there was a reason they called it that, David. Not exactly a happy fun time, but the war was a nightmare…I swear the first 50 years of the 1900s was a wasteland. It made being a vampire difficult when half the populace is dead and the other half is dying. I gave up about ‘32 and slept for a bit. I’m still trying to wrap my head around you being a father. The Bloodletter, Demonic Painter, The David Black…changing diapers and living….where?

D: Best thing to do really. I stayed around for a bit then returned to that cave I liked in Santa Monica…it’s still one of my favorite places. But I know what you mean….the 1900s were the worst for humans and immortals alike. The 60s were fun. *laughs* It is a little strange to think of the things I’ve done, the massacres were fun, but the bloodlust has faded these days, I don’t really feel that urge anymore. *shrugs* Ireland. We live in Ireland. Where are you exactly?

G: That’s the difference between you and I…you can sleep in a cave near a waterfall. When I slept I returned to a friend I’d made and stayed with her, she was able to keep me safe for a while. *shrugs* I didn’t care much for the 60s, people were too…inebriated for me. It made the blood taste strange. Ireland…I’ve still yet to travel much, I don’t enjoy it. But then again you and I aren’t exactly the same in what we can do. I live in California now, in a suburb if you’d believe it.

D: A friend? Who’s going to watch over the body of a sleeping vampire? Or did you finally take a lover? Somehow…with you? I do. You must make the soccer moms nervous.

G: Uh…no. It wasn’t like that. She was the one that managed to soothe the bloodlust in me though so we did have a connection. I love her, but there’s something about her and I together that never worked well. *laughs* I don’t know if I do or not, honestly. I work at a hospital now, graveyard shift, so I don’t see many people.

D: So who is this friend exactly? What kind of person manages to calm the rabid desires, I seem to recall you and I made quite a pair back then. *Pauses and switches gears* A Hospital? Really?

G: I’d ask you the same thing *laughs* Stella is a special case…you’d have to meet her and let her explain who and what exactly she is but suffice to say, she simply decided one day not to grow any older. And hasn’t. She has….a way. *shrugs softly* I’m surprised you want to remember all of that or do you block out some parts of it? *grins somewhat mischievously* Yes…I hospital. I like my job thank you very much. I’m the one they call when the person has become a glorified pin cushion. I cheat, but it works for me.

D: Uhh…yeah…that’s a conversation I prefer stays in the 1800s…thanks. Well at least you’re good at your job I suppose. *eyes Stella* I suddenly understand why you aren’t with her. You never were one to go for children. Though about your other question, it was the same thing, there’s just something about Robin.

((*Looks in between characters and suddenly get the image of hands in dark hair and bloody mouths kissing* …….Really?!))

D: I think we broke him.

G: *laughs* Anyhoo…All this time and you’re still trying to pretend you didn’t tangle your hands in my hair and kiss me while the room smoldered around us…I’ll never forget the look in your eyes…shortly before you bit me, that is.

Anyhow…I don’t really know -how- she did it, patience…genuine concern for something other than herself. And there’s something wrong with her blood…it’s not for drinking.

D: Ehhh….You’re going to hold that kiss over my head until the sun goes out… I suppose we both came full circle though. You actually managed to insinuate yourself into a human culture…still think its funny you live in California though. You’re not a surfer are you?

G: It’s been 116 years, let it go. You left a nasty bite in my neck, I almost beheaded you and when I came around again I was alone in the room with jagged claw marks across my chest. That was 1902…there’s a reason I didn’t really speak to you in New York all those years ago…I wanted to make sure I wasn’t gong to add a beheading to those who had jumped out of the building. *shrugs* David you have the sweetness of a seasick crocodile…I’m actually surprised someone married you, and someone so beautiful too. You definitely upgraded from those women you used to be drawn to. *shakes his head* well i can’t exactly get a tan so…no. I imagine there’s a few soccer moms that might want to see what’s under my scrubs, but…I haven’t really let anyone that close in a while.

D: I remember, Gabriel, I was there. Only reason I didn’t kill you was you were one of the few that could actually keep up with me when I went crazy like that. It’s funny…I don’t remember what it felt like to do that….I remember why I liked it, why I did it, but as far as why I would randomly decimate entire villages….I don’t even remember. A seasick crocodile? You’re quoting the Grinch….*frowns* And I know that…ugh. Domestic life is…well. At least it’s not the Wiggles. You should try. Some humans are more…understanding of the strange and unusual these days

G: A little girl in the ER wanted to sing a Wiggles song to me the other day, I couldn’t figure out if she was getting the words wrong or it was really that strange. But either way…This has got to be the strangest conversation I have ever had with you. Maybe…I wouldn’t know how to go about it. I can’t exactly join Jdate.

D: I forget, are you one of the ones that don’t show up on film?

G: Only if I don’t want to, but that’s not the point. I sleep all day, work all night at a hospital, on my days off I still sleep all day and maybe take a swim in my pool…though mostly go on a hunt for something fresher than what’s in my fridge. But.. I don’t eat, so dating is a little difficult. The last person I had in my bed was about three years ago and I had to feed off someone else before we actually did anything so she didn’t find out I’m not exactly living.

D: So find a pet. Why didn’t you just take her?

G: I work with her. It would have been….uncomfortable at best. I have tropical fish, that’s the closest thing to a pet that I’d like. How did you and Robin get started?

D: Eh…gods I don’t remember. I seem to recall there was a conflict of interests with a young woman who all too willingly gave herself to me and then I think I kidnapped Robin…or she decided to run away with me. I don’t even remember now.

G: Conflict of interests? That’s the most diplomatic way to say someone wasn’t willing to accept what they’d done, if I’ve ever heard it. *chuckles*

((The Sasha ordeal…oi. That’s a tub of worms…not even a can anymore. wrap it up gentlemen, it’s almost 3am))

D: It’s the best way to put it, I remember it caused a lot of unnecessary drama, as do most things that don’t go the way some people want…but in the end, I got Robin when no one else wanted her and I couldn’t be happier. So this woman you work with, you still see her?

G: Three years ago, David. Three. She’s with one of the doctors now, probably better off that way. I’ll find something to keep me amused, I’m sure. There’s a lot of people in Los Angeles

D: I’ve never been able to figure out why it’s called the City of Angels…most of the people there aren’t.

G: That’s part of the charm…I think. Though there’s a lot of angel sightings here, so that might have something to do with it.

D: God only knows. I think it’s similar to how the mantra to Vegas goes…nothing stays anywhere these days, thanks to the humans’ obsession with the internet.

G: True. I understand the internet thing though…I’ll admit, I spent the better part of an afternoon thunderstorm playing angry birds on my iPhone.

D: *narrows his eyes* Angry Birds? …..Are you sure you’re the same vampire that made the streets of Rock Springs run red?

G: In 1885, that was the most interesting thing going on in Wyoming…but there was also a riot going on and the mob mentality had taken over my mind as well as yours. But yes…I’m still me. You change with the times or you’re better off sleeping through them.

D: Which is why we’re here…I’m honestly waiting for all these young vampires to mobilize online…make a board…or whatever it is

G: They had one once…it quickly turned into a human gathering point online and wound up working more as a feeding service for real vampires to meet those who wanted to be. There were a lot of them that wound up being turned and ultimately took their lives into their own hands. It was a disaster.

((Omg…VampireFreaks….))

D: That doesn’t surprise me.

G: Yeah….it’s late and I should get back to work. Good night David.

D: Good night, Gabriel

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