Even though in her head Vivienne saw herself as this horrible person, she always came off as a sweet and kind. Her mind was a dangerous place to be sometimes. That little voice in the back of her head worked things up and destroyed her every good and sweet thought she had. It took her some terrible things. It didn’t help that Rurik had recently ripped her apart with his words. She felt like utter garbage. Maybe that was why she signed up for the silly dating game in the first place. To see if any of those lies she had been telling herself were true. To see if someone out there did want to be with her. This date probably wouldn’t lead to anything, but maybe it could confirm somethings for her. She so badly wanted it to confirm that maybe this life still held promise for her. Sara
So far, this whole strange show had proven that it was worth. There was an extremely handsome man escorting her this evening and by the expression on his face he didn’t seem disappointed by her. She smiled up at him, although she didn’t need to crane her neck very much as her four-inch heels gave her enough height that she just needed to tilt her head up slightly. “Sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t. Depends on the situation.” She said with a light shrug, answering him honestly. If she had just lived her normal life, she wasn’t sure what would have happened. She definitely would have been long gone by now. She didn’t like to think of what could have been because it would just be proving Rurik right; that she lived in a fantasy world. She could just hear his voice berating her on how silly she was. She internally shook herself. She did miss the sun though. She missed the way it kissed her skin and gave brought out the reddish and coppery highlights in her hair. She missed being able to go out and enjoy the company of people at normal hours. She enjoyed going to parties and clubs, but she wished she could go sit outside a coffee shop and just people watch. The sun just hurt. She couldn’t bare it. Not that she had a high pain tolerance. She was little bit of a baby. One would think as an immortal she would, but you would be very wrong. So during the day she kept herself locked up tightly in her home with her blinds that opened and closed on a timer. The only opened when the sun was totally gone and closed just as the sun hit the horizon.
She blushed brightly when he told her that he already liked her. Yup. This had been worth it. She loved being paid compliments. She fed off of them like she fed off of the life source that sustained her. “I… um… Thank you… You don’t seem all that bad yourself.” She said with a bright smile, fangs and all. She wasn’t sure why because she barely knew this guy, but she just felt comfortable with him. Something about him was just inviting. Maybe he was just on his best behavior. Who knew.
When picking her outfit for the evening, she knew she wanted a dress. Not something too revealing. Something that left something to the imagination. She thought that red was fitting considering it the holiday that was right around the corner. She did this dress very much though. It fit her like a glove, hugging her in all the right places and giving her a shape that they man before her seemed to be admiring. It had been quite a while since she had and man touch her. There were the meaningless dances with men at clubs and parties, but nothing more than just that. She knew about her father’s protective nature. In the past, men would just disappear and she would go crying to her Daddy because someone who had all the intentions of courting her had just up and left. She knew much better now. She had a feeling that Rurik had his hands in some disappearances as well. She couldn’t say the last time she had gone on an actual date. They guy was immortal though and fairly old from what she remembered. He would be alright, right? Right. Nobody knew she was out on a date and nobody certainly knew where she was right now. It would be alright.
Unlike she big brother, she was much flashier when it came to her champagne taste. She liked nice things so she had them. She’d never stepped foot into a Walmart or Target in her life. Everything was designer with a big price tag. Rurik could tease her all he wanted. He drove nice cars and wore nice clothing. He had nothing, but the best. The only difference was they had earned his money somehow and she used Daddy’s credit card. The teasing and taunting from that would never cease, but there was no other way she would earn money to afford her lifestyle. Vivienne had all the things she wanted in life, but she was missing something. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she felt trapped in her cozy little life. She didn’t not like her life. She was wanted more from it. It was obviously wasn’t a physical thing. She could have all the physical, non-human, things she wanted. She’d figure it out at some point. Right now, she had a handsome gentleman she could ogle for the rest of the evening.
She almost frowned when she heard he hadn’t wanted to do the show, but she quietly hide that brief moment of sadness. She gave a soft laugh when he said that he thought he won the bet with his friend. “I might be a little bias, but I think you did too.” She said in a playful manor and a soft smile playing on her red painted lips. Perhaps she was a little over dressed for the occasion. She had just wanted to make a good impression. He was dressed rather casually, but this was a rather nice place so maybe she was dress correctly. She couldn’t tell. Maybe she was dressed too skimpy? She didn’t know. She smiled when he told her the color red suited her. She did already know that, but that didn’t mean she didn’t like hearing it any less. Sure enough though, his words did bring another blush to her cheeks. Oh, she felt ridiculous now, just blushing at everything he said. Something told her he was just doing it on purpose now though. She wasn’t going to stop him. She liked being told nice things so who was she to tell him to quit complimenting her? “Thank you… I suppose I wear it more often than other colors.” She gave a little shrug and smiled softly.
She listened as he explained his natural affinity for sweets. Vivienne’s life had been just the opposite. She had gotten all that she wanted. If she wanted into the Russian ballet, her father got her in. She wanted a pony, she got her pick from the stable. “Oh. No. I don’t mind at all. It’s been so long since I’ve eaten actual food that the thought of it doesn’t appeal to me anymore.” She said with a delicate shrug. Her diet was strictly liquids and that’s all she ever craved so watching him eat would be rather painless. She was fine with just sipping her wine and having a good chat. Of course there had been an adjustment period after she had been turned. There was no longer breakfast in bed or dinners with her father at the dining table. They fed like the monsters they were. She wasn’t sure when, but at some point, it all just became her new normal.
Her eyes brightened when he said he liked listening to her talk about something she was passionate about. Ballet was her first love. If all else failed her she would always have that to look to. It wasn’t about the people she had danced with or her coaches. Most of them had all been horrible anyways. It was the feeling it gave her. Instead of wearing her heart on her sleeve, she could show her emotion in another way. She wasn’t sure what do with all these compliments. He just kept piling them on and she was welcoming them. Compliments from your father were one thing, but getting them from a complete stranger who happened to also be very good looking… That was something totally different. Did he treat all the ladies like this? How was he still single? Who didn’t love compliments?! Crazy people, that’s who. “It’s just something I love. I have since I was young. It’s been a while since I have danced, but I’m starting to get back into again. I have a lot of time on my hands and I can’t imagine doing anything else with it.” She could lose herself on the hardwood floors of a dance studio for hours. She had recently decided to dance again though. She hadn’t pulled on her slippers in a long time, but it was like riding a bike. You never forgot.
She just shrugged when he spoke about her brother’s loss. Their most recent argument had been their worst yet. She that little voice in the back of her head made her believe that she truly was the root of her brother’s pain. She was the bane of his existence. She internally shook it all away. She didn’t need to think about that right now. She had a handsome man in front of her that wanted her attention. She didn’t want to talk about him anyways. This had nothing to do with him. She leaned forward a bit and sipped from her glass of wine as he gave her the reasons why he picked her. She swallowed when he mentioned the part when she said she was a monster. Maybe she had done a bit of over sharing… But… He liked it? Well, that was a shock. What did he mean by other noises though… She just blinked then blushed because she had a feeling she knew. She did laugh when he made the comment about the dick measuring contest. “No. There won’t be dick measuring contest here. I can assure you of that.” She confirmed for him as she swirled her glass of wine a bit before taking another sip, a soft smile playing on her lips.
She peered up at the waitress as she came back with desserts lining her arms. They did look delicious and she probably would have dove into that mousse back in the day as chocolate had been her favorite, but there was no urge to do so now. There was something a little more tempting before her anyways. A nibbled on her plump lower lip with a fang as she thought about what she wanted to ask him. [vampire“I guess… Just tell me about you. I know you like sweets and you’re persistent, but tell me something else.”[/vampire]