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Post by Penelope Gabor on May 24, 2008 21:45:03 GMT -5
Penelope smiled lightly as Aston's hand held hers. She didn't know what he was feeling but she guessed it made him happy to tell someone and not have them run away screaming at the word "vampire". But then again, She had played a vampire in Lestat the Musical so she wasn't afraid of them after playing one. "Wait--what do you mean by you still like me? You mean you like me as a friend or what--?" "Um...." Penelope said and bit her lip. Was she really ready to say how she felt to Aston, himself? Was she ready to tell Aston she was falling in love with him more and more each minute? She didn't know.... "I...well, I..." she began.
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 24, 2008 22:24:49 GMT -5
"Penelope--"Aston replied,looking into her eyes. "Now,I am going to repeat what you said--you can't hide from me--something in you is trying to say something--"Aston then approuched her as he held his finger under her chin and moved her head up to meet his gaze."Tell me--"was all he said.
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Post by Penelope Gabor on May 24, 2008 22:32:03 GMT -5
"Penelope--Now,I am going to repeat what you said--you can't hide from me--something in you is trying to say something--" "Yes," Penelope said, "But it's something I don't know if I want you to know..." She said, looking down. She felt her breath catch silently in her throat as Aston stepped closer to her. She felt her heartbeat turn much faster than she had ever known it go before as he put his fingers under his chin and lifted her head up, forcing her to meet his gase. "Tell me--" She couldn't not tell Aston then. "All right...." she said, "I'll tell you. ...With each passing moment.....I feel myself.....falling......more and more.....in love with you......"
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 25, 2008 22:36:53 GMT -5
Aston was immediately shocked by her statement--she was falling in love with him? Him--Aston Brishen--a eight hundred year old vampire? Aston was shocked to say the least but his feelings for her were about the same--Aston then replied,"Penelope--I--I feel the same--"Aston's eyes then sparkled.
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Post by Penelope Gabor on May 25, 2008 22:41:51 GMT -5
Penelope was so afraid that he was going to laugh at her. Her, Penelope Gabor, a nineteen year old theater actress, in love with a 800 year old vampire? Sounded crazy but it was true. She was surprised when she heard what he had to say. "Penelope--I--I feel the same--" Did she hear him correctly? Did he just say he felt the same way? "You do?" she asked, hoping the answer was yes, her ice blue eyes dancing with delight and happyness. A thought stole in the back of her mind. What about Cole, her current boyfriend? What about Cole? He has that picture of his lover girl on his desk. I can tell he's in love with that girl. Why can't I be in love with Aston?
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 25, 2008 22:50:54 GMT -5
"Yes--"Aston replied,his eyes still sparkling--he knew this was risky for him--he was involved a vampiress and now was in love with Penelope,a human--one could only imagine the torment the vampire had--but he wasn't in love with Deliah yet--and why not? He could love Penelope--he already did. "Yes,I do. I haven't loved anyone in a long time,Penelope--and well,this feeling in my heart tells me that I love you--"
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Post by Penelope Gabor on May 26, 2008 10:08:32 GMT -5
"Yes--" Penelope smiled brighter at that. He truly felt the same way about her! Her ice blue eyes danced with happyness. She wondered what would happen with her and Cole...now that she was in love with another...but so was he... She shook that thought from her mind. "I can't believe it.." she said with a light smile. "Yes,I do. I haven't loved anyone in a long time,Penelope--and well,this feeling in my heart tells me that I love you--" "I haven't felt this way in a long time either." she told him, "My heart also tells me that I love you."
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 26, 2008 10:37:57 GMT -5
Aston smiled as he looked into her eyes,"My heart is also telling me the same thing,Penelope."Aston then bit his lip and turned his head away,shutting his eyes and opening them to reveal his vampiric eyes. He was hungry--hungry for blood. Aston bit his lip--why now?!
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Post by Penelope Gabor on May 26, 2008 11:17:24 GMT -5
"My heart is also telling me the same thing,Penelope." Penelope smiled. She had never felt this way before. Sure, she had thought she was in love before, with Cole but she felt like she was really in love with Aston. She watched him turn away from her. "Aston?" she asked, "Are you okay?" She placed her hand lightly on his shoulder. "What's wrong, love?" she asked, worried.
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 26, 2008 13:09:24 GMT -5
Aston didn't want Penelope to see his vampiric form but he couldn't stop himself as he looked to Penelope,his vampiric eyes shown to her,Aston then replied,"Penelope,this is one of the things you will have to see often with me--as a vampire,I have often urges--urges for blood and when this happens,I want you to hide--when in my true vampire form--I cannot stop myself--I wouldn't want to hurt you."
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Post by Penelope Gabor on May 26, 2008 13:29:56 GMT -5
Penelope she was a little surprised when he turned back to her and she saw his Vampiric eyes. "Penelope,this is one of the things you will have to see often with me--as a vampire,I have often urges--urges for blood and when this happens,I want you to hide--when in my true vampire form--I cannot stop myself--I wouldn't want to hurt you." "I'm never going to hide from you, Aston." she said "I'm not afraid of you." She thought for a moment about everything she knew about vampires. She remembered something she saw on that show, Moonlight. The vampires had what was called fleshies, humans they could drink blood from but wouldn't turn. "That's it!" "Aston," she said, "Maybe I could....be the one you drink blood from...but do not turn, of course? Maybe I could be your fleshie...?"
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 26, 2008 20:38:13 GMT -5
Fleshie? Aston had not heard that term before but when Penelope explained it--he became very interested in this idea and Aston's eyes were already looking at Penelope's neck--Aston then looked to Penelope and said,"I would love for you to be my fleshe--Penelope,are you sure you can handle this? Whenever a victim of a vampire is first bitten,they become rather tired--are you prepared for that?"
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Post by Penelope Gabor on May 26, 2008 20:41:33 GMT -5
Penelope didn't know if Aston had heard of a fleshie before or it was just something on TV...she didn't know. But it was a good idea, she thought, since she saw him eyeing her throat already. "I would love for you to be my fleshe--Penelope,are you sure you can handle this? Whenever a victim of a vampire is first bitten,they become rather tired--are you prepared for that?" Penelope nodded. "Yes," she told him, "I am. I believe vampires become almost a little eurphoric when they bite a new person for the first time....at least that's how they were in Lestat the Musical, when I played a vampire..."
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Post by Aston Brishen on May 26, 2008 20:45:19 GMT -5
"Hmm--that was expected--no wonder you were not afraid when I told you that I was a vampire."Aston then smiled as he felt his hunger for blood going stronger."If you are sure,Penelope,then the time for me to drink your blodd would be now--my hunger is going strong and if it goes stronger,I may become violent."
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Post by Penelope Gabor on May 26, 2008 20:51:51 GMT -5
"Hmm--that was expected--no wonder you were not afraid when I told you that I was a vampire." Penelope nodded. "You wouldn't have reconized me in that play." she told him with a laugh, "They powdered down my skin, making me even paler than I already am and I wore a black wig." she laughed lightly. ."If you are sure,Penelope,then the time for me to drink your blodd would be now--my hunger is going strong and if it goes stronger,I may become violent." She nodded again. "I am ready." she told him. She then realized she didn't know where he was going to drink from, her neck or wrist. "You going to drink from my wrist or what....?" she asked. She didn't care where he drank from, just that he was going to be all right.
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