1x1 rp; Pleth x Sora

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Delphis nodded with another smile. "No, actually. I normally stick to myself. You didn't look intimidating and I was curious. Besides, I know how to defend myself." she explained. "Well, if you must know. The coin tastes good." she said, repeating herself. "It gives me something to indulge on, since the thing I like the most can be very dangerous." she said vaguely. "The cold--Well, I'm cold enough already. It doesn't bother me." she shrugged. "And the spiders. Well, what's not to like?" she asked, closing her green eyes for a moment. When she opened them though, a lopsided figure met her eyes. She turned her head and looked straight at it, leaning back to see it better. "Tch, an old man." she muttered as he showed himself, abolishing her nerves for once.
She felt sorry for him though. You see, this was when her kind heart came in. She wondered if he ever felt lonely...Deciding she would do the talking, she began to speak, "Through the door." she answered to his question, almost unnervingly simple. "Stove's broke? Electricity too, huh? Bummer." she sighed, looking back at Price, and his disappointed look.
"Well..." she said, looking at Price for an answer. She expected him to be upset over the thought of no food. There was plenty of food for her though. She let her eyes slide over the restaurant, seeing an obvious rat hole behind a shelf. That would do.
Rat's blood was actually very sweet, and she didn't mind if there were no other choices..

[Fatal Star Syndrome]

Price listened to the answers Delphis provided, satisfied with her short points, odd as they were. Why should it matter so much to him anyways? She was only some stranger, right? The old man though, even if did own the place, was a bigger dose of strange than he could handle. The mans right leg appeared to be shorter than the left, pushed up into his hip. It caused a limp, but wasn't his most noticeable feature. The man also had blood shot eyes, and wore a look as if he hadn't slept in ages. "Look, can we just wait a while here then? I'm okay without food." Price had seen the rat hole too, but it had quite the opposite effect on him. He'd lost any appetite he may have had.

Price didn't know what Delphis' plans were, or if she had any beyond tagging along for entertainment, but he didn't think he'd dislike it if she were to stay. Her company was appreciated, as Price would probably say, without putting real emotion into anything. And though he had questioned her for her strangeness, it was the thing about her that held his attention. A difficult thing to do, when he cared for so little.

[gam]

Delphis looked back at the strange-looking old man. What was up with his leg? A lifetime of hard work or some accident? Or something else. You never knew...She looked away, back at Price. She didn't know what she found so intriguing about the wandering boy. There was just something. "Sure, I don't care either way." she said, laying her eyes on the rat hole in the corner.
Giving the old man a weary glance, she got up and walked to the shelf, reaching in with her bare hands and grabbing a rat by the neck. The tiny claws scratched at her and a minuscule smile crossed her face as the creature struggled to bend down and bite her. "Too bad." she said, trotting back to the table and dropping the rodent, slamming a hand down on it's back before it could run off.
"So, when do you think the storm will pass?" she asked idly, acting as if the rat thing was completely normal. The rodent was squealing and struggling to get away, which only made Delphis push harder down on its back. She had been hungry all day, and rat's blood was not half bad...

[Fatal Star Syndrome]

Price followed Delphis with his dark eyes as she suddenly picked herself up out of her seat, watching straight faced as she reached into the rat hole. He didn't look bothered by the act, even as the girl managed to pull one of the furry creatures out from the wall. It wasn't until she had it pressed under her hand at the table did he actually react to it. It was a bit of a shock, as if he hadn't watched her snatch the rat, and suddenly it was under hand on the table. With a completely disgusted expression Price pushed away from the table, standing up out of his chair. "What the hell are you doing?" He asked, voice full of accusation. He didn't stop to wait for an answer, one he was sure she could come up with, and instead reached across the table to take a hold of Delphis' wrist. Price stared with disdain down at the creature, relieving some of the pressure from its back as he pulled at the girls wrist. "Would you let that thing go?"

Price didn't really care much about the rat himself, and had never really been fond of animals in general. Everyone had a limit though, when it came to things that strange, and Price felt he had just reached his. Hearing Delphis' last question, he let go of her wrist and began to scoop up the things from around his chair. "Who knows." He muttered tiredly, clearly done with his long evening. "But I'm leaving now."

[gam]

"Me? Well, I'm holding a rat." Delphis said quite simply, not surprised as Price made her release the pressure on the creature's back."Let it go? No."She grabbed the creature by the tail and held it in front of her face, looking the thing in the dark eyes, barely having time to gather her thoughts on Price leaving. "You're leaving?" she asked, popping out of her chair, with the rat in hand, trotting after Price. "Do I creep you out? I know I'm weird and all but don't think there's not a reason for it." The rat was scratching at the hand she was holding it in, and she was reaching her limit. She was still confused though. She didn't want to scare Price away, and she wished he understood she couldn't help it. Long legs carried her after Price.
"Okay, I'm really weird, can I please still come with you?" she asked him, her eyes on the rat. Well. "Bon appetit...?" she muttered, half to herself. Sinking her pointed fangs into the rat's back, she easily crushed through the thin bone with a sickening crack and the rat died instantly, and from there she bit deeper, draining some of the still warm blood. Eh, it's sweet, but...ew.

[Fatal Star Syndrome]

The sun was hidden behind trees and clouds, evening turning to night. The unnatural shadows cast by old buildings and scarce forested bits on the side of the road melted into the dark, making it worse to see than before. Price pushed his way out of the dead restaurant, only half listening to the Delphis as she carried herself quickly behind him. The thunder had become quieter, taking the storm farther away from their desolate location, yet the rain fell steadily. "I don't even know where I'm going. And don't you live around here?" His voice was flat, as usual, as he tried to answer the girl off what little he heard. "I'm not sticking around here." Price muttered, hopping over a flooded ditch to the side of the road again. In all honesty, he didn't have an opinion on her following or not, but if she did, she was going to have to come up with a good reason for it. And for that.

As Price turned around to address her, she had her unnaturally long teeth dug into the back of the gross little rat from earlier. Or at least, he assumed it was the same one. Any colour in his face was drained in an instant, drained just like Delphis was draining the rat. Price didn't feel sick, like he thought he was going to be in the first second, but he didn't exactly find it fascination either. 'Really weird' had just become a huge understatement.

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[Too fitting. :P http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOoHahF6OGQ ]

Delphis sighed loudly, knowing he was only giving her half of his thought. She didn't know what she was saying herself, she just didn''t want him to pick up and leave.She didn't know why. She just didn't. "Yeah, I do. My--" The girl made air quotes and rolled her eyes, "parents aren't home. I don't know when they're getting back, they don't care enough to tell me." Resentment was obvious in her voice, but she knew she should be thankful she had a free place to live. "Well, that's quite apparent. Why don't you? What's the point in wandering anyway?" she asked idly, picking rat hair out of her teeth. Disgusting. She looked back up, hopping over the same puddle, pondering over whether she should follow him or not. What did she have to lose anyways? Her parents weren't coming back for a while. Vacation to France, she suspected. They always went there, and if she was actually listening to them, she would know that they did.
Swallowing some of the blood, she looked up, dislodging her teeth from the rat. "Oh, yeah..." she sighed, suddenly remembering he had no idea she was what she was. "Uhhh..." she hesitated, the sunken rat dangling by the tail from her hand. Her eyes were on Price's pale face, and she gave a sheepish, meaningless smile, her fangs glistening with the creature's blood. "I'm sort of a vampire. Don't ask for proof." she said, really not feeling like taking off the chain on her neck and showing him what she could be.

[Fatal Star Syndrome]

A vampire. Of course she was a vampire. Price didn't answer her for a long while, only staring straight back at her until he found his feet again. Clearing his throat, he spun on his heels to walk off again, calling over his shoulder. "You're sick, you know that?" There was no such thing as vampires. It just wasn't possible, and although she certainly had the qualifications going by the stories, Price refused to believe her. He was beginning to doubt other things she had said too. She was probably crazy, making up the fact she lived there and only following him around because she was... well, crazy. Not to mention diseased, if she bit into rats often.

Delphis' last words about proof didn't revive any interest he had had for the girl; he didn't want to see any other disgusting things she might put herself through to try and convince him. Any person could bite into a rat, right? It was gross, but it didn't prove anything. Price glanced over his shoulder to see if she was going to follow him or not. He didn't know what he would do if she did, but he didn't know what he would do if she didn't, either.

(( o wo It is~
Delphis -> Price, it's perfect xD ))

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[ So perfect xD ]

Delphis was surprised by his silence. She thought by now he would be a mile away, and it almost made her laugh; he must be really bland to not be freaking out. But of course, it was Price. "You think I'm disgusting don't you?" she asked, catching up to him, not letting him just walk away; whether he believed her or not. "Hey, I know it's gross..." she said, implying the whole rat thing. Tossing the carcass aside, she continued on. "But what else is there? Do you want me to drink your blood? Rat's blood has no effect on me, as far as I know." she sighed, "And I'm not crazy!" she said, slightly insulted.
"Just don't think I'm gross...See? Fresh as new." Delphis said, showing him her now clean pointed teeth that smelled surprisingly good. In fact, she always smelled good. "And I'm not crazy!" she repeated, desperate to show him that she wasn't going mad. "Never make me take this--" she pointed at the simplistic silver chain on her neck, "--off. I get really scary, trust me." Delphis couldn't help but sigh with frustration. It looked like she was stuck with him--he knew about her being a vampire, he knew about her oddities, and really, what did she have to lose?

[Fatal Star Syndrome]

"Uh, yeah." Price answered, his words quick and flat. He didn't turn to stop and talk back to her, he only spoke over his shoulder, knowing she was following behind. He couldn't believe what he was hearing; had she really just said drink his blood? And she didn't want to be called crazy. As if. "Insane, then?" Price suggested, changing the word 'crazy' at her request. With a very small grunt, he turned his head to look at whatever she had told him not to touch. According to Delphis, she would go crazy without it. Well. To Price, that sounded like the perfect proof without having to pick at rats or any other disgusting things. He could simply take it away from her, and when nothing happened he'd leave her a liar.

His plan fresh in his mind, Price turned on her, coming close enough that he hardly had room push a hand in between them to take hold of that silver chain around her neck. Staring down at her, Price pulled against it, holding it loosely in his hand, letting it drape over his fingers, without taking a step back.
"See? You are crazy."