Eyeing a City of Sin

[deathbeforedishonour]

Dear Mun,

You flatter me, and yes, do go on, for though I am sure that my countenance is never far from your thoughts, it is so lovely to see you thinking of sending me somewhere interesting! I imagine that those streets are darker than any here, crawling with villains and victims, rich in the misery that fuels both sonnets and duels. And think of the people I might meet; I hardly get any socialization in your head space, you know.

A suitor, a sword fight, something, dear mun, something that strikes the heart and makes the blood stir. It always tastes so much better that way.

Eternally yours,
Jennifer Greene

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[deathbeforedishonour]

The best things always are. You should tell me more about it; I'm ever so interested.

Everyone tells me that our kind can't know love, not the way that humans still do, but I say they are wrong. What ever we once felt in life, we can still feel now, if we dare to do so. We are a little human still. Every now and again.

[diana_abel]

Oh, I believe in love. And True Love.

Although, I don't think Sam really falls into that category. I mean, I love him. A lot. But...

He can't really see past the fangs. You know? It's really bothering him. I mean, he pretends to be okay with it but. He's not.

[deathbeforedishonour]

Would it be easier if he never knew?

[diana_abel]

It would be easier if he weren't a hunter.

[deathbeforedishonour]

A hunter. My, but you do live dangerously.

[diana_abel]

I didn't know it when we started dating...

[deathbeforedishonour]

Did he know about you, when you started? Secrets are so unfair, when they're one sided.

[diana_abel]

No. No one knew. He found out the same as everyone else. On TV when a couple idiots emptied a round into my face.

[deathbeforedishonour]

What an interesting reunion that must have been. But he did come to rescue you, didn't he? Heroics count for something, in the grand scheme, perhaps more than anything else.

[diana_abel]

Yeah. He did.

[deathbeforedishonour]

It is good to choose a brave one, if your life is the dangerous sort. And who really wants to live forever? It would be so tedious to never die and have nothing to live for.

I must say, it sounds as if you have some very exciting friends. Or perhaps I am merely an eternal romantic.

[diana_abel]

Maybe you are. But in case you hadn't figured it out yet, I'm totes a romantic too.

[deathbeforedishonour]

I'm glad; if you weren't, then surely this conversation would be a shorter one. And then I would be alone, and then I haven't the foggiest what I would do, but it would have to be less interesting.

[diana_abel]

Well, I am fascinating!

[deathbeforedishonour]

Indeed! I do hope I get a chance to hear your radio show. What ever is your musical preference?

[diana_abel]

Oh, I have a wide array of musical taste. Beatles. Rock and Roll. Showtunes. Pop. Pretty much anything.

Except Andrew Lloyd Webber.

I fucking hate Andrew Lloyd Webber.

[deathbeforedishonour]

What a delightfully potent reaction. I do wonder why?

[diana_abel]

He's a ghoul. And a Prince's worst nightmare. Believe me.

[deathbeforedishonour]

Oh really? I learn something new every day.

[diana_abel]

The Phantom of the Opera? Totally a Nos.

[deathbeforedishonour]

Now that is something true in your world of darkness or my own, I'm sure!