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My dear, if you're so eager to be out and about with me, might I suggest replying to a few of the outstanding items you already have? It's not as though there's any shortage. If inspiration simply will not come, you would do well to just settle on whatever is the most likely to entertain us both! I shall forgive you if it seems a tad uncharacteristic. I have been known to go to rather great lengths in pursuit of amusement, after all.

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Ugh you sound like Jeanette. Isn't there anything other than amusement?

Oh, there's occasionally work, or duty, and infrequently ambition. Perhaps moral obligation once a century or so.

...But mostly amusement. *beam*

Well at least you're better than her but only just.

*chuckle* I suspect we would get along. Unless, of course, our various amusements conflicted with one another.

You would probably get along famously.

[That wasn't a compliment.]

Why, how lovely! Perhaps we'll have the opportunity to meet someday. I always enjoy chatting with other like-minded ladies and gentlemen. *beeeeam. He's either completely undaunted by her scorn, or just that dumb.*

Though I'm surprised. I haven't seen your particular brand of kindred in a long time. You don't tend to have long life-spans.

Kindred? Pardon me? *squinting at her now, his gaze a bit sharper* I can assure you that my kind are quite long-lived, provided any given member in question isn't a complete idiot.

If you go around wearing those gaudy things a hunter is bound to lead you to your final death.

[Yep she's convinced you're a vampire too.]

*...chuckle. He's not exactly sure what he's being mistaken for at this point, but he has a vague inkling*

Fear not, madam. Like any good magician, I have a few tricks up my sleeves. But goodness -- how generous of you to be concerned for a stranger's safety! *as opposed to inwardly facepalming at the man's ridiculous choice of clothing. Clearly she meant the former.*

[Well great maybe she did actually assume and this kindred was a magician. Still being in the limelight as a kindred could get you in trouble.]

Well if you rouse the hunters all of us are in trouble.

[Still going to act the same for the sake of being consistent.]

*nope he's not actually a mage either, or even a Tremere -- not that the average Tremere would be caught dead in this kind of getup -- but he's certainly not really helping make his own status much clearer at this point. He just grins a little again at those words*

Are you quite accustomed to being hunted then, madam? By whom, one must wonder?

*if he's actually Kindred, he's clearly either particularly loopy, particularly ballsy, or... just that dumb.*

I'm not used to it because we keep things quiet.

[She is not liking this guy at all, no matter what he was.]

But at least you have enough sense to call me Madam.

Why, a gentleman like myself would never stoop so low as to show disrepect to a lady. *smile*

But goodness me, I haven't even given my name, have I? What a churlish oversight. *sweeping the garish top hat from his head and making a theatrical bow* Mephisto Pheles, at your service. I can assure you, I've no intention of stirring up trouble for you and yours. *chuckle. Of course, just because he has no intention doesn't mean, well...*

[And she's back to thinking he's an idiot. Mephisto Pheles. Really?]

I have to wonder where Faust is then. My name is Therese Voerman if you must know.

[An actual joke from her? Jeanette would die in shock if she was here...and living.]

Oh, you've heard of me? *amused look. Yes, it seems the 'joke' is not so much a joke to him.*

A pleasure, Ms. Voerman. If it's the good Herr Doktor you seek, then-- *grin* You're looking at him. Or his body, at least. I'm afraid his soul and I parted ways quite some time ago.

[Okay even she had to be surprised. He was either an off his tits Malkavian or...no he wasn't even a kindred she was starting to be able to tell that now.]

You aren't a vampire then, are you?

*shaking his head with another laugh -- not a cruel one, but certainly amused at her expense*

Not in the slightest. I must confess I was beginning to wonder how long that would take... though I am of course a demon. *smile* Where I come from we are considered kin, more or less. But I take it you're not accustomed to encountering my kind, hmm?

[Well she looked slightly worried now. She just didn't know whether to be worried she pissed off a demon or that demons acted like this.]

No, though demons existing wasn't out of the question. We're considering to be descended from Cain in our world.

*he seems amiable enough, at least, though there's kind of a smarmy quality about him in addition to the clownish wardrobe. ...There's probably a reason he's the ~~black~~ white sheep of his family.*

Cain, you say? Interesting. *grin* I suspect that would make your species a great deal more ancient than the vampires I'm familiar with... but then I have never made any great study of vampiric lore, I fear. Humans are more my area of interest. *the smile on his face turns a little sharp now* Perhaps we share that in common, in a certain sense.

We do I expect. Do you feed off them in a sense as well?

[She assumed the fact he had Faust's body was a sign she was on the right track with that.]

Any demon, where I come from, requires a host body. In our homeland of Gehenna of course we exist in our own normal forms, but to visit the humans' world of Assiah or... anywhere else, really-- *chuckle* --we must possess a mortal form. Dr. Faust was kind enough to lend me this one some time ago, since he no longer needed it.

Some of my fellows, of course, also have more... physical uses for a human body, but-- as for myself, I prefer a less troublesome diet. *grin*

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