Reconnecting with an OC. Canon is Heroes.

[whattigerscanchange]

Did you miss me? I've only been a part of you for three years. To deny me is only detrimental to you. You know I get what I want.

Are you snickering at me? Listen, I know I don't have the greatest track record of victory, but there are extenuating circumstances involved in that win/loss tally - as you well know. Cutting ties with those I've come to know and care for at home will be difficult, but it's a chance for that fresh start I was never going to get in New York. Don't think I can't see that you're already setting me up for failure, though. I can read that journal title. I can change, dear. Don't you believe in me?

Baedal is just waiting for me. Stop dallying, stop feeling sorry for yourself, and send me. Let me off my leash, and know relief. I'll be ever so good. I'm a doctor. Think of how I can help those people! Would I do anything to betray your trust?

Don't answer that.

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[whattigerscanchange]

I suspect your thirst for blood is well matched by my thirst for knowledge. You definitely have my attention.

I'm afraid you'd find me quite dull company. I'd only bombard you with an endless array of questions that you've no doubt answered countless times over the length of your existence.

How old are you, anyway?

[daughters_of_janus]

Well as long as you find a way to hold my attention between questions I'll answer them.

[It was a challenge, it didn't have to be sexual but her tone did imply it.]

Oh that would be telling too much. But really, I'm not much older than you are. At least I think.

And unless you're really unlucky about what clan you get embraced into you don't age so it doesn't really matter too much.

[whattigerscanchange]

So... you're young, as far as vampires go? [Was that disappointment in her tone?]

So your clan determines... what, precisely?

[A challenge is a challenge, but this one seems to go unanswered for now.]

[daughters_of_janus]

Well sort of but you'd be hard-pressed to find anyone older than your great-grandparents willing to talk without tying you up in some sort of plot.

[Well this is a question that was worth talking about in detail at least.]

Your clan can determine a lot of things; the curse and the powers mainly. The Nosferatu for example? They're what some people call "ugly as sin" so they're stuck living in the sewers when most of us are out enjoying the night. But they're the go-to kindred for information. They can turn invisible on a whim.

The Toreador are usually really pretty artistic types. It isn't hard for them to find a willing human or two and they usually fit in with humans well. Except they can get paralyzed by something they find beautiful until they can get out or someone breaks them out of it. If neither of those happen well; there is an old story of a Toreador that couldn't stop looking at the sunrise.

[With that little spiel over she would smile.]

Any more questions? I can talk all night as long as you can offer a place to sleep where there isn't any sun light.

[whattigerscanchange]

Ah. A usefulness in exchange for knowledge. As opposed to the I'd-tell-you-but-then-I'd-have-to-kill-you approach.

I have thousands of questions swimming about in my mind, but this dear mundane of mine is insisting that I quiet down so that she might get some sleep herself before daylight.

It's been terribly interesting. Thank you so for indulging me.

[daughters_of_janus]

Of course duckling. Feel free to talk to me tomorrow. I might have a post of my own by then but for now mine has to pass out too.