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--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

This RP takes place on Tuesday 28th July 2015.

Adelita:
The Mexican woman returns with a single dress covered in a dress bag, hanging over her right shoulder. Elighan had given her a lot of money-too much money for just a dress. When she enters the apartment, she puts the dress over the back of a chair and heads to the bedroom. What if he was naked? She didn't care. Adelita had seen it once or twice before. All of it. "Ten Thousand dollars? Are you insane? Very few dresses, dresses that I would wear, by the way costs that much. That's the price of a wedding dress!" She crossed her arms and placed a shoulder against the edge of the door as she looked at him.

Elighan:
The woman is never happy. I let out a sigh as I turn to face her. While she’s been out I’ve shaved, showered and shined my shoes. All of which are very important if you are to take a beautiful woman out for the night. I wasn’t entirely sure how Adelita would be dressing for the evening but I had chosen a pair of light grey chinos with a deep blue dress shirt. The jacket that matched the pants still hung in the cupboard and I was undecided as to whether or not I should wear a tie. At the mention of a wedding dress I raise my eyebrow at her. Adelita isn’t the sort of person to ever into a marriage so I have to wonder how she’d know the price of such a dress. A smirk tugs at my lips as I consider the fact that maybe deep down, very deep down, Adelita was that kind of woman. But for now it’s hardly worth commenting on so I just file threat little piece of information away for later. “The money wasn’t for the dress Princess. Let me know how much it was and I’ll transfer it into your account first thing tomorrow.” I fiddle with the cuffs of my shirt and then brush the material over my chest before fixing the collar.

Adelita:
"Five dollars." She said without a seconds hesitation, though she knew he wouldn't believe her. No one would because nothing cost that little of money. Not the dress she got anyways. Her eyes glance over at what he was doing before Adelita vacated the room and headed for the bathroom. Since he was claiming the bedroom and she had things to do to get ready, Lita decided the bathroom would be her territory for the next thirty to fifty minutes. "I like blue on you." She said as Lita scooped the dress up and headed for the bathroom where she had placed all her bathroom things at. Make-up, hairspray, deodorant and a lot of other things. Once she was in there, she hung the dress from the back of the door and closed the door as much as it could be from the hanger on the top. "Are you allergic to anything?" Lita asks, louder than normal from the bathroom as she starts to get ready, first, playing with her hair.

Elighan:
I don’t believe her when she says the dress cost five dollars. I’ve told her not to buy the cheap stuff she was wearing when I met her. She deserves to be treated like a Princess, hence the nickname. I just shake my head at the comment and make a mental note to add a couple of zeros to that; five hundred dollars might just cover it. Even as I think that I make the decision to double that too. I should have convinced her to take my credit card with her to pay for it. I hear her call as I’m tweaking my hair in the mirror. Thankfully my style does not require much maintenance. I keep a pot of wax in the bedroom for nights like this, when I can’t get into the bathroom. It’s an old habit. It didn’t seem to matter how many bathrooms we had in my house, Caitlyn was guaranteed to be in the one I had to get into when we were getting ready to go out. “I’m not allergic to anything I know of. Why?” I call back. The apartment isn’t huge but I don’t mind that. I’m happy in my own space.

Adelita:
Lita doesn't answer him right away because she's covering the bathroom mirror with a hand towel. There was nothing more disturbing than looking in a mirror and seeing what she saw. Being a vampire was hard work sometimes. Did anyone know how difficult it was to do your hair when you had to stare back at bones? Still, Lita could do the most basic of things-a twist, curl her hair and other not so fancy updo's on her own without the assistance of anyone or a mirror. Her hair was collected in a low pony, then divided and pulled through only to be braided and then tucked away in the large gape she made prior to it being braided. "That determines where we are going to go to eat. If there is something you are allergic to or don't like, we won't go there." The answer seemed simple and obvious enough as Lita moved on to applying her infamous red lipstick, and a single layer of dusty eye shadow before she worked on slipping into her dress. Since she didn't have her heels on yet, the one side of her dress almost hit the floor as she walked to the bedroom, because of her petite frame.

Elighan:
I was putting my jacket on when she walked in and I froze. I had one arm through a sleeve and had been pulling the other side around to slip my other arm through when all thought left my brain. “Wow.” That dress definitely cost more than five dollars. As I realised I’d somewhat involuntarily become a statue, I coughed and finally pulled my jacket on before tugging the cuffs of my shirt so they peeped out from beneath. “Melete you look…” I’m pretty sure she knows how good she looks and that I don’t have to finish that sentence but I was struggling to find the appropriate adjective, “stunning.” There. That one worked. She looked absolutely classic in that dress. A red version may have suited her better but she wouldn’t have looked anywhere near as classy as she did right now.

Adelita:
Lita moves past him as she hears the 'wow,' glad he approves. Elighan didn't seem to like anything she wore before, not that she was overly pleased with it either, but limited income meant she had to spend carefully while still attempting to look attractive and maybe just a little trashy. How else did she manage to get the attention of so many bad boys that had some form of influence, even if it wasn't the 'good' type? "Acceptable?" She says as he struggles to find the words while putting on her favorite pair of black heels. "So, you don't dislike anything? Food wise?" Adelita turns to face him, the dress finally at the appropriate level it should be now that she had gained four inches.

Elighan:
I’m having a very difficult time trying to form a reply and almost as much trouble to tear my eyes away from her. I thought she was breath taking first thing in the evening when she’d just woken up and her hair was messy. Even if she had lipstick smeared around her mouth she looked amazing. I almost curse my sister when the thought of having her buy better quality make-up that will stay the course runs through my mind. Personally I don’t think there’s anything sexier than seeing that red war paint looking less than perfect after kissing those luscious lips. I realise what I’m doing to myself and turn away from her. I need a moment to collect my thoughts and adjust myself. “I’m not overly keen on what I would class as abnormal meats. Pigs cheeks, lambs hearts, things of that nature. But no…” My hand rubs at the back of my neck as I focus on the floor and try to regain my composure. “Other than that I eat most things. How about you?” I realise how stupid that question is after I ask it and run my hand down over my face. I don’t know why but I seem to have trouble believing that Adelita is a walking corpse. A fact that perhaps my brain keeps trying to block out consider the fact that we are intimately acquainted.

Adelita:
The woman just stops moving and stands still in one place as he mentions pig cheeks and lamb hearts. "That's...disgusting." At most, she occasionally had chorizo, but that was maybe a couple times a year. Lita wasn't overly fond of pig intestines, but like anything-if you put enough seasoning on it, it could be eaten. "Shhh," She moves to wrap an arm through his with a shake of her head. "There's a place in River Rock I wanted to try. It's a grill and oyster bar. I read they have lots of fresh fish and oysters of course. I've never had oysters. Have you?" Those weren't common in Mexico, or even really talked about or mentioned. "Unless you object? I'm sure there's fish there. I read there were, I'm just not familiar with them." She admitted with a small laugh before pulling away. "You know, if you dressed like that all the time when you went out, you would never have a silent moment. Women would talk your ear off all night." She winked at him before moving to put a small, gold wrist watch on her left arm.

Elighan:
I take her shushing me to mean that she was ignoring my inane line of questioning. When she mentions a grill and oyster bar I just nod. That’s fine. My over sexed, stunning looking roommate wants to try an aphrodisiac. This night gets better and better. I gave into her last night because I’d missed her. And yes, because I wanted to, but this woman has the power to seriously complicate my life. I’m so wrapped up in my thoughts that I don’t even realise that she just paid me a compliment. Or perhaps my brain refused to acknowledge it as it had cast the words aside as being ones to tease me. I have never been very good with members of the opposite sex. Or any sex really. I’m only good at one-to-ones and you generally have to get to know a person a little before you can the alone. This would be the reason for my rather limited dating history.

Adelita:
He just nods and she frowns. "We don't have to. There's another place we could try on the other side of town. Japanese Sushi? Have you ever had that? I haven't had that either." She admits, believing he's quiet because he is only agreeing to go there because he feels he has to. "Tell me where you want to go." Adelita is beside him in less than a heartbeat, her arm wrapping around his frame. "As long as it's one of those two places, I don't care. You pick, Elighan." She lets her eyes roam over his outfit and literally eye fucks him right then and there before moving away from him. She had to behave, because Elighan didn't like just sex or crude and lewd comments, even if they were the truth. "I forgot something in the bathroom. Meet you at the door? Have your decision by then." Lita blows him a kiss and goes back to the bathroom to remove the towel she put on the glass. She didn't want him asking her why she did that. Awkward.

Elighan:
I sigh a little too loudly as she leaves the room. The way she looked at me, it was so… primal. How am I supposed to get through a dinner with her literally stealing my ability to speak from me. I still need to breathe too, so me holding my breath or whatever it was I had been doing before she left the room needs to stop too. I scrub my hand down my face, resisting the urge to slap myself. I have to get myself together. It’s not like I haven’t taken Adelita out to dinner before. I don’t need to try and pretend to be something I’m not. I know who she is. So… sushi or oysters. I want to propose the former but the latter was her first choice and tonight was all about her. I am simply going to have to man up. I can do that. I tug on the lapels of my suit jacket and then go to the front door. “We’ll try both. Just not tonight. We’ll go to the bar and grill this evening and we can try the sushi bar as early as tomorrow if you want. Though you may need to ask your boss for another night off if that’s the case.” I flash her a confident smile, offer her my arm and pull the door open.

Adelita:
Humor. There were sparks of it from time to time with Elighan and Adelita appreciated it. "I could," She said, thinking about the boss comment and then refrained from saying something very vulgar about how she knew she could get time off from her boss. She was trying to behave for him, just one night. It was the least she could do since he was taking her out. "Or maybe I'll call in sick and just play hookie." She let her shoulders raise high and then fall back to their regular position as she slid her arm back in to his. "And deal. Tomorrow it's sushi." Adelita said as they walked out the door and headed to where his car was. "You know, I don't need to eat, right? I normally don't. Only that one time when I was pregnant." She looked over and up at him as they walked. "But it's sweet anyways." She added in.

Elighan:
“People do a lot of things they don’t actually need to do Melete. It’s the human condition.” I half turn to face her having called the elevator to us before I reach out and very lightly stroke her jaw. “I don’t think the your boss is going to believe you are sick tomorrow, so you may need to come up with a new plan. Or perhaps you could try and convince him it’s a business dinner.” I gentle kiss her temple as the elevator descends. I can do this. I can be normal. I’m sure she doesn’t actually need the job she has now at Jenks considering I pretty much take care of her financially these days, but I do know that Jenks needs her. She puts the clients at ease and keeps them gambling long after they’d usually have left. You have to admire a woman that can separate a man from his money when she’s working with you as opposed to against you.

Adelita:
"Mmmm, human." She echoes after him and then stands in front of him as they wait for the elevator. She doesn't pull away from his need to touch her, which was a lot, because for one night she could be nice to him. If he needed and wanted to touch someone, touch her for whatever reason, then so be it. When he kisses her temple, she does turn, just a little to let him know that she wasn't exactly 'game,' for that much affection. "Maybe I'll tell him I twisted my ankle after being forced to eat oysters all night. It sounds dreadful, doesn't it?" Lita laughs and then steps in the elevator after the door opens. When the door shuts, she leans against one of the rails in the elevator and looks at the wall. Deep in thought. There are things going on in her head, but she keeps them there for now. "And what is it you do that you don't need to do, Elighan?" Now this would be interesting.

Elighan:
“I manage Jenks, Melete, but EJ Investigations is where I work. I can afford to take a few nights off if I want to. It just means that I have to refuse a job or pay someone else to do my work for me. That is if I haven’t been smart enough to line up a job I can do in the daylight hours.” I shrug my shoulders slightly. This was what I had done actually. I won’t get much sleep for the next few nights, or rather weeks, but it would be worth it to be able to spend some quality time with Adelita. I had arranged my schedule this way so that I could help her through the pregnancy but she doesn’t need to know that. “And yes,” I nod having given it some thought. “It would sound like you had been through a night of torture if you injured yourself after being force fed shellfish.” The journey to the restaurant is a pleasant one. We took a taxi cab there as I really don’t like modes of mass transport. I’ve been looking into hiring a town car but that might need to wait a few months yet. Once we’re settled in a quiet corner of the restaurant I start to get nervous again. I have my back against the wall so that I can see the people around us, but it doesn’t seem to be helping me too much and without much thought I reach over and take a hold of Adelita’s hand, giving it a tighter squeeze than I intended as I tell my racing heart to slow down and focus on my breathing.

Adelita:
"It's a good thing I'm stronger than you." Lita says with a laugh as she feels him practically crushing her hand. The only thing she hears is his heart and it's beating at least a thousand beats a minute. At least that's how it sounds to her, even if it wasn't really that much. Lita squeezes his hand back and then does the unthinkable for most people. Since his back was to the wall and she was to him, no one else could see what she was doing. "Relax, Elighan." Lita subtly pulls at the top of her dress where there was no strap and flashes him before winking and pulling it up. "You know, I heard if you imagine everyone naked in here, it helps with anxiety." She grabbed one of the menus that was placed on their table and opened it, intentionally leaving it at his eye level so that he couldn't see the majority of the people behind her.

Elighan:
My eyes go to my hand when Lita squeezes it back. I hadn’t realised I was holding it so tightly and yet I still couldn’t let go. She tells me to relax and I look into her dark eyes, nodding. I’m trying but I apparently need to try harder. Then she flashes me and all I can do is blink. I smile and shake my head. My heart is still running a little quick and my hand still clutches hers but I’m not entirely sure if that has anything to do with my anxiety attack anymore. “You shouldn’t do that in public Melete. Not even for me.” I’m not sure why I’m any different but apparently my mind has decided that I am and that that needed to be said. I have to worry now if that’s one of the tactics she employs at Jenks because I can see it working. “I’m sorry.” I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. If I focus on Adelita this will go easier. “I’m feeling better now.”

Adelita:
The woman drops the menu and looks at him. "You're right. I might offend the wall." She laughed and then shrugged. "Did it help?" She asked, inching forward just a little bit to hear if it had, or if it had possibly made things worse. Before she entered his life, Lita doubted he saw a lot, or any part of a woman. Maybe he watched porn. Most men did. The thought was fleeting and not one she was going to ask, but she would probably snoop in the apartment later and look for his stash. He says he's feeling better, so she sits back in the chair at about the time the waitress comes up and asks for their drink order. She orders a white wine, because she read online that fish and white wine went well together. She assumed it could be said about oysters. "Do I need to apologize to the wall?" She asks once the waitress is gone, a smirk evident upon her red painted lips.

Elighan:
I correct the order Adelita makes and switch out her wine for champagne. White wine was a good choice but it wasn’t the best, and she deserved the best. With our order given and the waitress gone, the little minx is back to teasing me. “Yes Adeita. I’m sure the wall was quite affronted by your display.” I roll my eyes and pat the table with my newly freed hand. “Have you always been comfortable doing things like that in public places?” I realise how that sounds but my tone shows that I genuinely want to know the answer and that I’m not judging. I don’t even like taking my shirt off in the swimming pool if I can help it and I only really go swimming alone or with family. Public swimming pools are obviously something I avoid at all costs.

Adelita:
She thinks about his question and then shakes her head. "After my mother was arrested my father refused to let me continue going to public schools. I haven't been out in public much. Not until coming to Harper Rock." She shrugged, letting him know in a round about way that she didn't do these types of things in public. "You have helped me, so I was trying to help you." She doesn't add on that she's confident that she knows he likes what he sees, but lets her words hang there as the champagne is brought out. "We must be celebrating something, si? The fact we are no longer pregnant? Or is there something else?" Champagne to her, seems to imply there is something to be celebrated, so she waits to hear from him what they're celebrating.

Elighan:
I’ve never known a woman that was willing to go that far for me. I’m not sure if my own sister would ever think to flash someone as a distraction to help me if there was the slightest chance it might work. I’m also glad to hear, even if she didn’t say it directly, that she doesn’t usually do that sort of thing in public. “Well that was very nice of you then.” The words sound wrong but what else can I say? “Thank you.” That was probably more appropriate and something more along the lines of what she was expecting. “We don’t have to be celebrating anything in particular to have champagne Melete. Though in this case I suppose we are celebrating your return home.” I smile warmly at her. I want to ask her more about where she’s been and what happened while she was away. I don’t know any of the details but she hasn’t volunteered any information at this point, so I suspect that she’s not ready or willing to talk about it for some reason.

Adelita:
"That wasn't what we did last night?" Adelita said smoothly before she picked up the glass of champagne and took a sip of it. There is a spark of playfulness to her eyes as she looks at him while sipping on the champagne before she switches the topic for his sake. "Do you know what you are going to eat?" Lita hadn't even looked at the menu, not really. She only opened it to shield Elighan away from the crowds of people around them. "And you're very welcome." She says before moving the menu she was given to the side of the table, indicating she was ready to order when the waitress looked around in her designated area.

Elighan:
I playfully roll my eyes at what she says first. Of course she would think that. “We’ll start with the oysters. Then perhaps some steak? I like mine medium-rare. Would you like yours blue?” I watch her as I ask this, as she was able to eat the things raw just over a week ago. I don’t even realise that I’m more or less ordering for her. Of course she was free to stomp her very elegantly clad foot upon the floor and demand something else if she so desired.

Adelita:
"That's fine." Adelita waved a hand, ignoring the blue comment. "I like mine well-done, surprisingly." She wasn't going to rehash that whole rare meat incident. Or the fact that she wanted to eat Elighan and devour his flesh. That wasn't exactly good table conversation. "And do you have dessert all figured out too?" She teased him after leaning back in the chair.

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--
Elighan:
“That, Princess, will depend on how full you are.” There was an almost suggestive tone to my voice as I said that but honestly, I’m not sure how much she can eat. She may not feel like dessert after a starter and a main. She’s so incredibly skinny that I’m almost positive that she ate next to nothing when she was alive. She had quite a healthy appetite before she disappeared but that was likely a symptom of the pregnancy.

Adelita:
"I always make sure I leave room for something sweet at the end." Lita said after sipping more of the champagne down, leaving the obvious suggestion hanging in the air like that. And that was how most of the dinner went. She behaved for most the night, but when the occasion called for it, Lita couldn't refrain from her subtle, or not so subtle suggestions. The Oysters she could have done without, something someone wouldn't know until they tried it, but she ate most the steak. Lita probably could have eaten it all, because she didn't have that 'I'm full,' mechanism in her mind since food meant nothing to her, but she remembered about how much she normally ate when she was human and ate about that in comparison to the steak that was ordered. "What's your favorite type of food to eat? If you had to pick somewhere to dine, where would we have gone?" She asks after pushing her plate to her right side, indicating she was done.

Elighan:
“I’ve been accused of being your average carnivorous male in the past,” I say having finished eating. “We just ate my favourite food. I have very simple tastes really,” I shrug. It’s true. I like my red meat and steak is definitely my favourite thing to eat. My sister used to tease me with her rabbit food but try as she might she never managed to convince me that a meal was a meal without a piece of meat being involved. Even on the odd occasion we ate macaroni and cheese, there was always bacon pieces in mine. “So…” I place the knife and fork together on the plate and wipe my mouth with my napkin before placing it on the table. “What would you like for dessert? Ladies choice.”

Adelita:
Lita remained silent for a while. He was baiting her. He had to be. "I don't think you realize that at least half of what you say could be construed in a variety of ways." She leaves it at that, as she knows he would put two and two together, easily. Lita rolls her shoulders and then looks around them. "I'll let you pick. They don't have what I love the most. Or second." She laughed, not at all bothered by the fact. "I'm not surprised, usually you don't see Roasted Banana split, or any type of flan on menu's north of Mexico." She let her fingers come to rest on the table, Lita looking down at the red polish on them, making note to remove it and redo them tomorrow night.

Elighan:
I raise an eyebrow when she says my words can be misconstrued. I have no idea what she’s talking about. I think the way I speak is perfectly clear. I try think over what I said but nothing comes to me and I shake my head a little. “I think they serve a strawberry cheesecake here. You can’t really go wrong with cheesecake if you ask me.” I make the suggestion but I don’t really fancy dessert if I’m honest. I’d actually prefer to go out and find the ingredients to make one of Adelita’s favourites but since I’m no good in the kitchen I don’t suggest it. I could probably find someone willing to bake a flan for me if necessary though. “I’m honestly not all that hungry anymore, so if you’d like to skip dessert and go home and watch a movie perhaps we could. We could stop at a store on the way home and get some sweets to pick at too if you’d like?”

Adelita:
"I don't need desserts, just like I don't need to eat, Elighan. But thank you for the thought anyways." She smiled at him from across the table, before scooting her chair back and standing. "Thank you for dinner. I enjoyed it. Did you?" That was what mattered since he needed food. "And if that's what you want to do, though..." Lita paused and frowned. What was the last movie she had seen? She couldn't really remember. "I haven't any suggestions on what to watch. Anything under three years old is probably safe to watch." She confessed as she waited for him to be near her so she could wrap her arm through his.

Elighan:
I would have helped her from her seat but being the independent woman she is, she’s on her feet before I can find my own. I take her arm and lead her towards the exit, stopping to pay first of course. “I really enjoyed dinner. It’s so nice to have dinner with someone that isn’t a client and that I’m not related to.” I immediately regret saying that. She knows I’m not overly experienced with women but I have dated. I just haven’t in a while and eating out alone is all too depressing. “I’m sure we can find something to watch on pay per view. What genre do you prefer to watch?” As we walk towards the nearest store, I consider how ‘nice’ Adelita is being to me tonight. Not that she isn’t usually nice but she’s not really acting herself. She’s usually a lot more flirtatious and I can’t help but wonder if she’s lost interest in me after last night. She said she enjoyed it, but maybe that isn’t enough to keep her interest. Maybe now I’ve given myself to her willingly, she no longer feels the need to chase me. I sigh ever so softy with the realisation that I sound a woman in a badly written romantic comedy.

Adelita:
She doesn't say anything until they're outside and when they are outside she stops and puts both hands on his coat and yanks him to her. It's nothing romantic, and purely aggressive, but she's suddenly guarded. "Why do you want to know all these things? Why are you being so nice?" Lita lets go of him and takes a step back. "Am I another job, tonight? Who is lining your pockets now?" She takes another couple steps back. "What is your agenda, Elighan?" There is a harshness to her tone of voice as her arms cross over her chest and her eyes stay in constant contact with his. "What's your favorite genre? Why don't we watch that?"

Elighan:
“Woah,” I put both my hands up defensively. I’m not sure where this is coming from. “If I was working for someone Melete, they wouldn’t want me to take you to dinner or find out what type of films you like to watch. This is just me. This is who I am.” I could clearly say too much here and have her fleeing from me for an entirely different reason than the one she currently wants to believe, so I choose my words carefully. “It’s not a crime to want to treat a woman right… Is it?” I look into her eyes and smile reassuringly. I may have an agenda but I wouldn’t consider it nefarious.

Adelita:
The Mexican woman doesn't say anything. She just looks at him, and listens for his heartbeat. How fast or slow it beat let a person know (usually), if they were telling the truth or not. Satisfied that he might very well be telling the truth and be innocent, she laughs and relinks her arm with his. "I'm sorry, Elighan. I guess I'm not used to this. I wasn't afforded many friends in Mexico." She thinks of the one friend she had-Marguerite. Since the first grade. It was practically 'assigned' to her by her father. A second cousin from her mother's side. "Something funny, I guess. For the movie." Lita clarified before she looked back at him from the side. "Why do you not answer any of my questions, or when you do, you give me the basic premise?"

Elighan:
I kiss her temple after she apologises. She can’t help that she’s naturally suspicious after the life she’s lead, just like I can’t always reel in my innate curiosity. It’s a part of what makes me a good investigator. But even if I wasn’t an investigator, finding out her likes and dislikes would still have been a priority for me. “Which questions haven’t I answered? What type of movie I like? I’m afraid I’m quite typical for my sex again there, Melete. I love action films. And thrillers, though they possibly aren’t so typical.” I rub the arm she’s linked with mine with my free hand.

Adelita:
"Thrillers? Really? Slashers?" Lita looks at him like he's crazy, because she can't believe it at all. Not for a second. "Then we'll watch one of those." She says with a nod and firm authority. Only one way to find out, right? She feels him rubbing at her arm, and the fact he's being overly touchy feely and it causes Lita to tense up. She hoped whatever this was-wasn't what he thought to be a date. Lita was confident she had told him she didn't date. He was a nice enough guy, and attractive too, but he was wasting his time. He should try and date someone that wasn't a vampire. Someone who wanted to date and someone who might eventually want to get married and have children. That was the human thing to do. "Elighan," Adelita says with a sigh before stopping and turning to face him again. "This was just dinner, si? Nothing else, right? Because I've been very honest with you and told you I don't date. And your time should be spent with humans for the obvious reasons. Humans don't have monsters with each other." She laughed at that as she looked up at him.

Elighan:
I’m about to answer her question as to whether or not I like thrillers and explain to her that not all slasher movies are thrillers and vice versa, but I feel her tense and then she’s turning to look at me. She looks so serious. I don’t know what she’s about to say but I know I’m not going to like it. And I don’t. “I suppose it would depend on how you define the term dating,” I take a step away from her and rub the back of my neck. “I know you don’t want to date but I’m not really convinced you know what you want. Just like I am constantly telling you that I don’t wish to sleep with you, when I do.” This is possibly one of the most painful conversations I’ve ever had. I was rather hoping to avoid this topic of conversation truth be told and yet here we are. “If you want to talk about this more Melete, I would like to request that we do it once we get home. The streets really aren’t the place for this kind of thing. I’m not overly fond of drawing attention to myself as you well know.”

Adelita:
Her eyes narrowed when he stated that he didn't think she knew what she wanted. Adelita knew exactly what she did and didn't want. She didn't want to be tied to anyone in that regard. Not when she had been forced to be tied to someone in Mexico because it was what her father wanted. The business he was in wasn't a place for a woman he would say, but yet he didn't mind using Lita to get what he wanted when it suited him either. Suited the business. Suited him. Was there a difference? That was the one of many appeals of Godric. Sneaking around her father's back and going against his plans as an ultimate 'screw you,' and Godric hadn't minded it one bit. Had Elighan not said what he had said right after the first sentence he spoke, Lita's reaction would have been a lot worse. They would not have waited until they got back to the apartment before the hot headed Mexican woman gave him a piece of her mind, probably in her language too. "I don't believe you." She said before Adelita turned towards the street and stuck an arm out to hail a taxi for them.

Elighan:
I let her believe what she wants for the duration of the cab ride home. She’s wrong and I’ll make her see that but there’s no reason for us to be discussing it in public. Once we get inside, I shrug out of my suit jacket and go to hang it back up in the bedroom. I’m not really sure how to start a conversation like this and half hope Adelita will pick the subject back up for us. Having hung my jacket up, I stare at my clothes and rub the back of my neck. The night had been going so well.

Adelita:
The taxi ride home was as awkward as right now in the apartment. The second she was inside, Lita peeled off each heel, using the nearest wall as her balance point as she accomplished the removal of her heels. When she saw him head to the bedroom, Lita sighed and scooped up both heels and followed after him, putting them safely away in her cabinet. Elighan hadn't denied her outspoken thought, so with a shake of her head, Lita closed the door to the cabinet and moved to the living room where the television was. She grabbed the remote, turned the television on and picked her feet up off the ground and curled up on the corner of the couch. "Your choice. Horror or comedy." Since he wasn't going to talk about it, she appeared to not want to pick it back up again.

Elighan:
I do my best impression of a statue while she’s in the room with me and only come out of my near catatonic state when she calls to me from the front room. I told her I like action movies and thrillers, so of course she’s decided that the choice is between horror and comedy. I walk into the front room, wondering if I should have changed out of my chinos. I pull at them just above the knee and kneel before her on the floor. The soft sigh I make shows that I don’t really know how to phrase what I’m about to say. “Define dating for me.” And stupidly, this is where I choose to begin, as I take her hands in mine and look to her eyes. I’m probably about to slapped. I just hope it’s worth it.

Adelita:
Lita rolls her eyes, pulls one hand away and turns off the television before looking at him. "Seriously?" She rubs at her temple with the hand she took from him and then sighs again. "Monogamy." She says before elaborating. "Boring, and finally entrapment. Better known as marriage." She looked away from him and shook her head. "People date because they have to, Elighan. It's human nature. I'm not human. I don't need to date to eventually marry to have children." The hand is placed on the arm of the couch as she lets her definition hang in the air in silence.

Elighan:
My sigh is heavy when t leaves my lips. I doubt that I’ll be able to talk her out of that viewpoint in one sitting. She sounds very sure of her reply and I think I have about as much chance of wrestling that idea from her mind, as I do of wrestling a piece of raw meat from a lion’s jaws. “Dating doesn’t always lead to marriage,” I begin, hoping to correct this misguided notion. “Monogamy is something most couples this day discuss.” Okay so I, like most, prefer monogamy but that doesn’t make my statement any less true. “And while procreation may be the goal for many couples, that too isn’t for everyone.” I take a moment and rub at my neck with my free hand, my other hand gently squeezes hers. “You don’t like the idea of having someone to share your thoughts and your bed with?”

Adelita:
"Doesn't always, but could." She pointed out before shrugging her shoulders. "No." She admitted. "Do you like me sharing my thoughts with you?" She asked him honestly, because most of the time he didn't seem like it. "Do you like when I tell you what I want to do, how I want to do it, when I want to do it? Do you enjoy my promiscuity? Because that isn't going to change. I like to have sex, and you clearly don't. I don't know why we are having this conversation." She threw her hands in the air. "You might not want children now, but you might as you get older. And what about monogamy? What are your opinions for and against it?" She looked him square in the eyes.

Elighan:
For someone that doesn’t want to date she sure has a lot of questions. I half smirk but quickly hide it with a cough, using my free hand to cover my mouth. I also have to concentrate in order to try and answer what was asked of me, not just because she fired so many questions at me, but because she looks sensational in that dress even if she is curled up on the sofa in it. “I enjoy having someone to share my thoughts with.” Miss it even, since Caitlyn moved away. She may only be a phone call away but it’s not the same. “I don’t like your promiscuity. No. But I don’t believe you have to be that way in order to be sated. And quite honestly I like the fact that you can be quite crude. I just wish I could hold your attention.” I’m sure I’m missing something. One of the questions or statements has gone unanswered but I’m also sure I covered everything that was important. Well, almost everything. “And I wasn’t lying early. It’s been incredibly difficult for me to say no to you when you’ve come on to me.”

Adelita:
She sighed again, frustrated. Elighan obviously knew nothing about women. Lita even said as much, "You're an idiot." She shifted her weight on the couch. "Where am I tonight? Where have I been the majority of my nights the last month or so?" Lita pushed off the couch and around him. "Why can't we just enjoy what we have been enjoying right now? You want what? A guarantee? I can't give that to you, Elighan. I live forever. You don't. One day you'll be eighty and I'll be twenty-three still. You won't be able to keep up with me." Even now he couldn't keep up with her. "You need a nice, normal, human girl." Lita spun around once she was near the kitchen and leaned against the counter, eyes on him. "We had fun tonight. We could keep having fun. There's nothing wrong with fun."

Elighan:
She’s running from me in every sense possible, accept her words seem to suggest that she isn’t running as hard or as fast as I thought she would. “I’m not asking for forever Melete. I’m happy to take this one day at a time. I love having you here.” I’m back on my feet and cross the room to trap her against the counter. I know she’s stronger than me and she’s fearless by nature, so I don’t worry about scaring her. I have my hands placed either side of her on the counter top as I look down at her. “What I want, what I’d like, is for you to agree to try being faithful. In return,” I bring one hand up and lightly stroke her jaw, “I’ll try and keep up with you.”

Adelita:
Lita stayed where she was, only because she didn't have a problem staying here. He wouldn't have been able to keep her if she wanted to leave, she did, however, knock his hand away from her face. "Define 'faithful.'" Lita put her fingers in the air to make air quotes. She doubted she would like or agree with his definition, but for giggles she asked anyways.

Elighan:
My hand goes back to the countertop. I’m a little uncomfortable truth be told. Not with how I’m standing but with the situation we’re in and how I seem to be handling it. I’m not usually this forward or demanding. Women can terrify me. Melete terrifies me. But this seems to be the sort of situation that requires me to prove that I do in fact have a backbone. “I’m not sure if I should even reply to that Melete. It sounds like a trap to me. You’ll take my words literally and then use them to create yourself any number of loopholes so that you can do as you please and pretend that your actions aren’t hurting me.”

Adelita:
"It's not a trap, Elighan." Lita said before weaving her way under one of his arms so she could get away from him. "I won't agree to a single thing without knowing what the other person's expectations are. That isn't fair and sounds like a trap." She threw his words back at him. "What do you want? It's a simple question and if you can't answer that, then my answer is no." Adelita moved to the bedroom, reopened the cabinet and started skimming through the clothing to find something comfortable to wear for the night now that the dinner, whatever it was, is done.

Elighan:
She wiggles out from under my arms and I don’t try and stop her but I do follow. “Am I allowed to call you an idiot now? Because I think it’s quite obvious what I want.” Last night she seemed to like it when I was a little more domineering, so I walk up behind her and place my arms around her waist, pulling her against my chest. I press my lips against the curve of her neck and wait to see if she pulls away.

Adelita:
Lita has a hanger in her hand and is ready to pull it out when he comes up behind her. She freezes, sighs and leans in to him slightly. "Then stop talking." She put the hanger back where she got it from and turns around to face him. "Make me want to be faithful. Promise me it won't be boring. Accept that I won't always want to share what's on my mind. Accept that I might want to sleep alone some days and for the love of god, Elighan, man up." She stood there before him, her hands coming to rest on her hips as she took a small step backwards towards the cabinet, like she was going to retreat inside of it.

Elighan:
The moment she steps away from me I grab a hold of her hips and pull her back to me. “Now that I can do,” I tell her before I crush her lips to mine. I hadn’t considered the possibility that this conversation could end like this. If I were a betting man, which actually I am in some ways, I would have said that this was a longshot and yet I have her in my arms. This skinny, feisty, ferocious female is challenging me to make her mine. I’m not sure if I’ll succeed or not but I’m definitely willing to try. My hands roam the contours of her body and become entangled in her hair, which I begin to try and loosen from its constraints. I know she’d probably rather I was undressing her but she’s tortured me for many, many weeks and although I did give in to her last night, I feel I need to make wait just a little.

Adelita:
Tiny, petite fingers curl around the material of his shirt as he 'man's up,' like Lita told him to. She had hoped that this is where they would end up, just like last night. Every minute of last night had been enjoyable and now that Lita had a taste of what Elighan was capable of, she yearned to taste it again. As she returned to deepen the kiss, her arms wrapped around his neck and she wrapped herself around him, the small Mexican woman clinging to Elighan in every way she physically could.

Elighan:
With the temptress wrapped around me, I move us towards the bed. I know I have a lot to learn about women still but I don’t mind being taught. I have a feeling that Adelita needs some lessons of her own too, in some regards. For now though the message is pretty clear; I have to be what she needs or she’s going to leave me. I can accept that. And really I don’t have much choice otherwise. As I embrace the fierce beauty in my arms, all thoughts of what’s to come are soon lost to the here and now. My immediate goal is to hear the Princess scream my name.

Adelita:
Nothing is said by her as Elighan carries her to the bed. There is nothing that needs to be said in her mind. As they progress towards the bed, Lita is working hastily at getting him out of as many pieces of clothing as she can. Once they've made it to his chosen location, Adelita loses herself in the male, while wondering if she could entertain the idea of being faithful. Something they would address. Another night.