two | location/visual | push the limit, are you in it?

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Levi is a newbie in Taxon, and he's exploring, because that's what vampires do best. Other that the whole blood sucking and stalking in the night thing. Vampires do that pretty well, too.

But forget that off topic bit of rambling; Levi's wandering the streets of Taxon, and it's closer to night time than day time, because even if he can walk in the sun, it doesn't mean he wants to. The sun makes him uncomfortable, and Levi simply does not do uncomfortable. Either way, it's getting dark, and Levi's walking around Central, near the Sanctuary building, because he figures hey, if he's going to explore, why not try to find Shane, as well?

He's relatively sure he isn't going to, but just in case. And besides, he wants to meet the locals. Ethan was all dandy and everything, but Levi fully intended on investigating these so called 'other vampires' and also, finding likely candidates to invite to the soonest basement party he could come up with.

He might also be vaguely considering eating one of the people wandering outside without bracelets. Levi had already tried everything to get his off-- it was tacky and ugly, and they could have at least made it glitter or something-- to no avail. But Ethan had told him the people without the bracelets were okay to eat.

Levi is standing in the middle of the street, arms folded, watching the Extras go by, and pondering this dilemma. He doesn't realize his tablet has gone off again, filming his thoughtful expression.

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Levi would be very interested to hear those stories. In fact, he's already curious enough; he can sense something about Godric, and he gets the feeling that this vampire is much older than Levi is.

"Three months." Levi repeats that, and doesn't sound pleased. He doesn't want to be stuck here for three more days, let alone months. "I am. I arrived a day or so ago."

I see your hearts, and I raise you... *~*<3333333333333*~*

[faderbroderson]

"You have my sympathies," Godric replied with the kind of drawling empathy that can only come from another person in the same situation.

"Were you hunting?" While Godric didn't exactly approve of hunting as such anymore, the extra people in Taxon were not exactly 'people'. As such, he didn't ask with the intention of discouraging him for the sake of the extras, but discouraging him for the sake of his taste buds. Had the extras been palatable, he would have fully encouraged any vampire to focus his or her appetites on them, rather than on their fellow captives.

holy crap, I don't think I can beat the asterisks and tildes

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"Thank you," Levi says, gaze flickering from the extras walking nearby to Godric. The extras are talking about something inane, and then fading back into the buzzing-- which Levi finds incredibly odd. At some point he will remember to ask why they do that.

"I was, but I was informed that these ones taste of sawdust," Levi replies, sounding vaguely irritated at that fact. He's not looking forward to the blood-packet life. "It seems my options for a decent meal are severely limited in this city."

I wiiiiiin~ /o/

[faderbroderson]

Ah, so he'd be told. "Yes, I'm afraid so. I haven't tried any myself, but my child assures me they're awful." It was an opening, of sorts. A way of saying 'I'm not alone here, what about you?'

"Fortunately the hatches will produce anything you'd like." It wasn't much of a comfort, but he did put a certain subtle emphasis on the word anything. Godric wasn't sure if Levi functioned in exactly the same way he did, but the fact that the hatches could create fairy blood and other types of supernatural fare was one huge plus for Godric and Eric.

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Oh, a child, hm? Levi's interest spikes considerably, and he turns fully to Godric, posture casual. He's still on guard--usually always on guard-- but it's for appearances sake; he doesn't want to come off as rude. "So you've also someone here with you, then," Levi remarks, acknowledging that no, he's not alone. "I only wish that one of my own fledglings was here with me."

Instead, he got Ethan. Lucky him.

"Mm, that's what I've heard. Blood that tastes like plastic is not my idea of fine dining, but I suppose it'll have to do for the time being." Sigh. Levi is behaving. He hates behaving, but he'd rather do that than be staked.

/bows and tearfully thanks the academy

[faderbroderson]

Aha. That answered that question; more than just one question, in fact. Levi had someone in Taxon he knew (that seemed to be the general theme, for some reason), but though he had made more than one fledgling, none were here. Godric felt a small pang of sorrow for Levi. Eric's presence tended to make Taxon a little more bearable.

"Yes, his name is Eric." It occured to him that they hadn't even introduced themselves to one another, but before he could bring it up, he was thrown by what Levi said next.

"...Plastic?" Godric's brow furrowed a little.

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Exactly that. And the fact that the person that Levi knows here is Ethan is not making him any happier about being stuck. If only it'd been Des, or Shane, he would have had a much better time.

"Eric? Oh, I believe I've met him." That tall blonde one, Levi thinks that was his name. He's remembering that he hasn't introduced himself around this point, as well, and he's about to, but Godric's question stops him.

"Yes, plastic. Perhaps it's just me, but that's what the packets of blood I've been taking from the hatches forcibly remind me of," Levi replies, almost slowly, like he isn't sure if they're on the same page or not.

[faderbroderson]

He wasn't surprised that Levi had already met Eric, though it must have been just today. Otherwise, Eric would have told him of it. There was little else to do in Taxon but talk about what their daily activities had revealed about the other residents of Taxon.

"Ah," Godric thought he understood now. "Like hospital blood bags? We've been hatching ours in a glass." Godric had no particular complaints about the taste. It was genuine enough, in whatever variety he liked, and the proper temperature and consistency. He suspected it was actually the plastic from the plastic bags that Levi was tasting, unless it had something to do with their slightly different brands of vampirism.

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It had been today. Not too long before Godric himself, in fact. Levi wonders if Godric and Eric are as close as he and Shane are. It seems probable enough; Godric already doesn't seem like the type to dine and dash.

"Yes, those. I hadn't even thought of the glass idea, to be honest," Levi says thoughtfully. "The blood always tastes decent enough, but there is always that plastic undercurrent to it. I'll try the glass idea, thank you."

There's a subtle difference in the way that Godric's scent comes off as in comparison to Ethan's, and Levi is curious enough to question it.

"There is something different about you. You and I are of the same species, and yet, we're not, at the same time. It's difficult to explain."

[faderbroderson]

No, Godric is definitely not the dine and dash type. If anything, he's terribly selective and conservative when it comes to making other vampires; in the last thousand years, there's only been Eric.

"You're very welcome. The hatches take some adjusting to, but the possibilities seem to be thankfully endless." It's worth it to think outside the box. He tilts his head very slightly, as he's prone to do when considering something seriously. "It seems there are a number of different varieties of vampire in existence throughout various worlds. We're quite similar, I think, yet we have our slight differences."

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Levi isn't the dine and dash type, either. While admittedly he has made quite a few vampires in his time, he feels he has a responsibility to each and every one of them. He takes care of them and makes sure they're able to live without much trouble coming their way. Kind of like matron mother of an orphanage, only with children who live forever.

"I've yet to experiment fully with them, but yes, it seems we are only limited by our imaginations," Levi replies, slanting a half-grin Godric's way. The following theory does make him think, though.

"That seems to be the case, yes. I wonder how far those slight differences go." Pause, then, in a tone that can only be taken as joking: "For instance, you aren't one of those vampires that sparkle in the sunlight, correct?"

[faderbroderson]

Godric wrinkled his nose, as he was prone to do regarding Twilight references, making him look even younger than he already did. His lips curled up at the joke though, even in the face of prideful distaste.

"Definitely not. We burn, of course, except in Taxon's sun." Godric considered for a moment, and then countered with, "Can you turn into a bat?" He almost managed to make it sound like a serious question, but his amused expression ruined the effect.

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Oh, good, a fellow scorner of the Twilight vampires. Levi is glad to hear it. Also, he's incredibly amused by that question. It's hard to keep a straight face, but he manages it.

"I'm afraid not. I'm not afraid of garlic, either." Okay. Levi likes Godric.

[faderbroderson]

"I'm not afraid of garlic, but I do find it distasteful." All vampires like Godric did. So there was one difference, it seemed. "Are you afraid of crosses? Can you see yourself in a mirror?" Okay, listing off cliches is doing little to help him keep his composure. He looks like he may start laughing at any second. And Levi, the feeling is mutual.

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"It would be difficult to dress the way I do if I could not see my reflection," Levi replies, and that's about the point that he can't hold it in any longer. Laughing, he runs a hand through his hair, rather ruefully.

"I do have to admit to having a cape, though it isn't quite what you'd see in Dracula."