"Oh, well.um.yes, I guess you've already discovered the fact that I am
vampire. I guess other than that, there is not really that much to say. I
um. I guess I could tell you that I am older that you think, or that you
may think. My favorite color is red, and black as you can tell from the way
that I am dressed this evening. I don't have any pets for obvious reasons,
and I... um, I ...it's a pleasure to meet some one that has an interest in
me other than to dissect me for observation, kill me and rid the world of
my evilness, or get on your knees and beg that I not bite you, or bite you
for those few out there that say they would die to be a vampire, what those
people don't know is that to be a vampire you already have to be dead. I
guess that's about it," Adrian explained to Eric.
"Ha, ha.that's an interesting point, I've never thought about it before. Actually though, referring back to your previous comment I don't find it that obvious as to why you wouldn't have pets," replies Eric in regard to her strange yet fascinating lifestyle.
"Well the thing is, as you probably already know, is that to survive as a vampire you have to drink the blood of a live prey.don't worry I'm not going to suck your blood, if you even have any.therefore it would not work out with me having pets because they wouldn't have any blood, the thing is as a vampire you never know when a blood craving comes along, the next thing you know you're drinking the blood out of the next thing you see," she remarks.
"Oh, I get it now, than what's to keep you from having one of those moments right now.?"
"Well, nothing really, I guess you'll just have to trust me, I'll tell you what, I'll warn you before I start to bite you."
"Also earlier, you remarked that you are older than I think, exactly how old are you?"
"..Older than you are I am sure..How old are you?"
"Right now I'm about 35, even though I probably only look about 25, that's because as you I am dead."
"Oh, yes I understand, I am most definitely older than you then.. I am fiugntly touwe," she coughs through her teeth.
"What's that, you're not going to get out of this, come on, I promise it's not that bad."
"Fifty-two."
"What, how old are you.?"
"Fifty-two."
"Now see that wasn't so bad, fifty-two huh, not bad, I can live with it, well, not really, I'm already dead but, you get what I mean. You certainly don't look it, you're a very beautiful girl, well, what do you want to do now, it's only two o'clock, we have two hours left before Albrecht comes back to pick us, that is me up?"
"I guess we can go check out the theater and see if there might be a good flick to catch, its right over there," she says pointing across the road.
"That seems like a good idea to me, I have no other plans any time soon."
"All right then let's go." she says, "I'll race you there."
"Ha, ha.that's an interesting point, I've never thought about it before. Actually though, referring back to your previous comment I don't find it that obvious as to why you wouldn't have pets," replies Eric in regard to her strange yet fascinating lifestyle.
"Well the thing is, as you probably already know, is that to survive as a vampire you have to drink the blood of a live prey.don't worry I'm not going to suck your blood, if you even have any.therefore it would not work out with me having pets because they wouldn't have any blood, the thing is as a vampire you never know when a blood craving comes along, the next thing you know you're drinking the blood out of the next thing you see," she remarks.
"Oh, I get it now, than what's to keep you from having one of those moments right now.?"
"Well, nothing really, I guess you'll just have to trust me, I'll tell you what, I'll warn you before I start to bite you."
"Also earlier, you remarked that you are older than I think, exactly how old are you?"
"..Older than you are I am sure..How old are you?"
"Right now I'm about 35, even though I probably only look about 25, that's because as you I am dead."
"Oh, yes I understand, I am most definitely older than you then.. I am fiugntly touwe," she coughs through her teeth.
"What's that, you're not going to get out of this, come on, I promise it's not that bad."
"Fifty-two."
"What, how old are you.?"
"Fifty-two."
"Now see that wasn't so bad, fifty-two huh, not bad, I can live with it, well, not really, I'm already dead but, you get what I mean. You certainly don't look it, you're a very beautiful girl, well, what do you want to do now, it's only two o'clock, we have two hours left before Albrecht comes back to pick us, that is me up?"
"I guess we can go check out the theater and see if there might be a good flick to catch, its right over there," she says pointing across the road.
"That seems like a good idea to me, I have no other plans any time soon."
"All right then let's go." she says, "I'll race you there."