#bluejaytxt

Ignision was always unfazed, uninterested.  Truth be told, Chris was lucky the firelord didn't just sneeze napalm on him then and there.  The man sat, letting his lips be kissed at beneath his mask--which fell away and clattered on the ground, ivory structure echoing almost hollowly.

His eyes shifted in hue, from a deep red to a deep orange--nearly brown.  Without the mask, the cowl, made of something he called "ember silk," fell away, as well, slipped behind his head, revealing the mortal countenance of the firelord in its entirety.  "I would be careful," he states in a matter of fact tone, "my spit, if exposed to fire, is an accelerant.  You could combust from the inside."  The laugh comes, dark and intimidating.  This was Ignision's game--to sow fear to earn respect.  "You may address me as Ignision, the firelord, the inferno's mighty claws..."  He doesn't ask for a name in return, merely lets out a grumbling growl as he grins, exposing two times as many sharp teeth as there needs to be--but perhaps not as obvious as his own scalding heat.

“There isn’t much choice in the matter, we have to make it work. You know the terms of this as well as I do, even if we don’t like it.“ In a perfect world Damien could have picked someone of his own choosing but his parents thought his foul attitude would push people away. And here he was thinking he was doing a fair job of acting kind. “We have to tolerate each other at the least, we have to be married and I prefer not hating someone who has to live in close quarters with me. I can only assume you feel the same… Noe, was it?” 

A part of him wanted this to work, a small hopeful part, but he knew there was a great chance the two wouldn’t be able to make this something tolerable, that it could fall apart. Pity, his parents would be quite upset. They thought Noe was, to quote, a sweetheart.

“Oui, I suppose there isn’t.” Noe didn’t understand why his teacher had set all this up. Arranged things with another well off vampire family. Something about learning more about their heritage but why did he have to marry a complete stranger for that to happen? 

Damien is all for this although he was thinking one with a backpack harness to put Noe’s snacks :p