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      A snort of laughter escaped him at being pushed along, smiling back at her with a playfully devious expression, “Alright, alright! M’going, m’going. Y’got me at th’blueberry cheesecake part.” He picked up the pace, heading outside and toward his dusty old red truck sitting in the driveway. “Y’got any romantic interests in anyone, El?” No, Nolan wasn’t going to drop the subject that quick; since she questioned him – it had the hound curious right back.

        Elyse took her hands off him once they were outside and raised her brows when Nolan asked her the same thing. “ Uhh. I don't really know. I don’t feel any ... sexual desire ever? I mean, I can recognize if people are attractive but I don’t feel the need to get intimate? I haven’t really met anyone who would want to get in a relationship with me yet. It will happen when it happens, I guess. ” She shrugged. “ Besides, everyone thinks I’m twelve. ” The flower child jumped up into the truck and closed the door behind her. 

       “Creatively speaking, I’m something of a charmer.                    And you are? Something refine, I presume.”

“ I’m someone who's allergic to bullshit and my nose is starting to get stuffed up. So I would like you to tell the ...” Her face started wrinkling up, looking as if she was about to sneeze. “Ahh - truth.” 

Roleplayers be like

       “ – m’not – s’none of your business. What th’hell are you?”

        “ I’m a faerie who got turned into a vampire. Interesting aint it? Got my own set of wings and everything. Didn’t mean to make you mad, loverboy. Besides, I hear about you all the time from Elyse anyways, being the blabber mouth she is. ”

    “S’that – s’that how y’normally greet folks?       ‘Cause uh – y’might wanna… wanna work        on your manners a bit.”

        “ Sorry, I’ll rephrase my question. What the hell are you? ”