That was an interesting show of strength and Pak was oddly please. She held herself quite neutrally and studied both Aishe and her bamboo. Apparently, the plant needed some water and Pak poured some out of her glass into the arrangement while considering what had been said.
It was a perfectly fair answer and, in fact, why she had phrased the question the way she did; to allow Aishe to give no details. Not looking at Aishe but with a soft smile in her ‘voice’ she responded.
[I wouldn’t do that to anyone I consider a friend and I don’t mean to put you in a bad position.]
Why she hadn’t spoken, Pak wasn’t sure but words hadn’t seemed appropriate.
Had she stubbed out that clove or left it in the kitchen? Now was as good a time as any to find out. Pak stood and went to the kitchen. There was a tiny bit left smoldering the in ash tray and she made short work of it.
“Sorry, it is a nasty habit isn’t it?”
A brief change of subject was probably called for and well she had just walked off which might be interpreted as rude and therefore needed some explanation.
((OOC... permission to send and permission to send in return if Aishe can figure it out))
A Small World (Attn: Pak)
It had been a long night, but Aishe was still trying to get her workout done every night, even if it was a bit late like tonight. There had been a few people in the gym with her, but she hadn't known any of them. She didn't mind though; unless she was actually sparring with someone she preferred to remain undistracted while she excersized.
She'd showered in the gym locker room and changed already; now she had her duffel bag with her and her long hair up in a knot to keep it from getting her shirt wet. There were a few hours yet till morning, but she thought for once maybe she'd just curl up on the couch with a good book and watch a movie instead of going out into Nachton and exploring. She'd been feeling a little woozy on and off, and she had a feeling it was some kind of residual feeling from Kem. It made her worry a bit, but he was all right.
Aishe waited for the elevator, having hit the call button. When it arrived she double checked to make sure it was going up and stepped inside. It wasn't until after she'd hit her floor button that she turned around and realized there was someone in there with her.
Not having seen the other occupant, she gave a yelp and then covered her mouth in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry! I didn't see you there!"
Pakpao
18 years ago
Aishe
18 years ago
Waahh... Aishe had heard Kem's voice in her head, or bits of it. And headphones, and things like that. But Pak's voice just... popped in there. Did that mean she was bonded to Pak too? Did she go cross-eyed briefly for a second there?
She was definitely thrown off a bit as Pak moved into the kitchen.
"Uh... I'm sorry. Habit? You mean, talking without moving your lips? It was definitely something else. I wouldn't call it nasty though."
Only then did she realize Pak was referring to her smoking, and Aishe's face went red. "Oh. I see. No, I mean, it's not horrible. You sure don't have to worry about lung cancer."
She flashed a quick smile and took a drink, largely to keep from babbling any more.
She was definitely thrown off a bit as Pak moved into the kitchen.
"Sorry, it is a nasty habit isn't it?"Â?
"Uh... I'm sorry. Habit? You mean, talking without moving your lips? It was definitely something else. I wouldn't call it nasty though."
Only then did she realize Pak was referring to her smoking, and Aishe's face went red. "Oh. I see. No, I mean, it's not horrible. You sure don't have to worry about lung cancer."
She flashed a quick smile and took a drink, largely to keep from babbling any more.
Pakpao
18 years ago
Huh what? It took Pak a second to figure out what Aishe was talking about. She took for granted that when she sent to people they would understand it. She hadn’t even considered that Aishe might not be used to or even aware of the talent.
Refilling her water she came back to her chair and grinned, both broadly and apologetically.
“You’ve never had anyone send to you before? I’ll admit it is disconcerting the first time or two.”
Lung cancer, yeah it was a good thing that wasn’t a problem but the idea that sending was more hazardous to the health than her cigarettes was funny.
"You know I meant it before, when I said you could ask if you had questions."
This should be a one sided conversation. Especially since the younger woman was looking to become a vampire. With that, fact in mind Pak very much would encourage and hoped Aishe would ask and wanted to make sure she knew the door was open.
Refilling her water she came back to her chair and grinned, both broadly and apologetically.
“You’ve never had anyone send to you before? I’ll admit it is disconcerting the first time or two.”
Lung cancer, yeah it was a good thing that wasn’t a problem but the idea that sending was more hazardous to the health than her cigarettes was funny.
"You know I meant it before, when I said you could ask if you had questions."
This should be a one sided conversation. Especially since the younger woman was looking to become a vampire. With that, fact in mind Pak very much would encourage and hoped Aishe would ask and wanted to make sure she knew the door was open.
Aishe
18 years ago
Aishe scratched her head. "Well actually, I don't think so. I've heard Kem before, but that was unintentional. I thought that sort of thing only happened if we were bonded. But you and I aren't... unless I missed something?"
She returned Pak's smile. "It's not that I've been kept in the dark or haven't been asking - so much as the fact that I don't always know what questions to ask. I mean, if I don't know what kind of abilities vampires have, I can't ask about them!"
She put her finger against her lips thoughtfully, still gazing at the woman who claimed to be Kem's friend and was sitting here offering to answer all of Aishe's questions. Aishe had never really had problems trusting people. It could be argued that perhaps she did so too easily, and today was no exception. Pak genuinely seemed concerned, and if Aishe looked at it from her point of view, her questions could easily have been asked with the intent of looking out for Kem. So she took it for what it was worth and relaxed visibly, sitting back a little.
"So... what else can you do?"
She returned Pak's smile. "It's not that I've been kept in the dark or haven't been asking - so much as the fact that I don't always know what questions to ask. I mean, if I don't know what kind of abilities vampires have, I can't ask about them!"
She put her finger against her lips thoughtfully, still gazing at the woman who claimed to be Kem's friend and was sitting here offering to answer all of Aishe's questions. Aishe had never really had problems trusting people. It could be argued that perhaps she did so too easily, and today was no exception. Pak genuinely seemed concerned, and if Aishe looked at it from her point of view, her questions could easily have been asked with the intent of looking out for Kem. So she took it for what it was worth and relaxed visibly, sitting back a little.
"So... what else can you do?"
Pakpao
18 years ago
Pak laugh, if Aishe’s only experience with hearing voices was her bond with Kem sending might come as a bit of a shock to her.
“No, we’re not bonded. To the best of my knowledge I’m not able to bond so you’re safe on that point.”
What else? OK so the question made Pak think of a dog doing tricks but she had offered and didn’t feel like being offended.
“I’m actually fairly young, well relatively speaking, and abilities develop with age. Telekinesis and sending were the first two I found the other is more subtle its called subterfuge. Basically it keeps me safe from nosey empaths.”
She started to say something and stopped. Did she want to go down that road? Pak hadn’t told many people about her… quirks. Still she wanted to keep communication open and honest.
“On the down side of life I tend to hear voices from time to time. I know other people have told you there are draw backs to being turned, but well that’s one. It doesn’t happen to everyone though.”
“No, we’re not bonded. To the best of my knowledge I’m not able to bond so you’re safe on that point.”
What else? OK so the question made Pak think of a dog doing tricks but she had offered and didn’t feel like being offended.
“I’m actually fairly young, well relatively speaking, and abilities develop with age. Telekinesis and sending were the first two I found the other is more subtle its called subterfuge. Basically it keeps me safe from nosey empaths.”
She started to say something and stopped. Did she want to go down that road? Pak hadn’t told many people about her… quirks. Still she wanted to keep communication open and honest.
“On the down side of life I tend to hear voices from time to time. I know other people have told you there are draw backs to being turned, but well that’s one. It doesn’t happen to everyone though.”
Aishe
18 years ago
Aishe listened to Pak with rapt attention. The odd abilities vampires displayed were still a little mystifying to her, and she'd always felt a little odd asking about them. She recognized most of what Pak said, though. She knew what empathy was, and telekinesis. Apparently sending was, indeed, different than bonding.
When Pak mentioned hearing voices, Aishe raised her brows but tought about it a moment rather than comment right away. "Well. I suppose that makes sense. I mean, for one, if you're going to live a long time well, that's an even longer amount of time for a small fear to become a very large fear out of habit, or for the voices of all the people you've, uh, sent to, to just keep on talking... right?"
She didn't entirely grasp the whole 'voices in the head' concept, but Pak didn't seem to be going out of her mind over it. She must have had time to adjust, then.
"I'm not sure I could deal with that, myself. You must be pretty strong-willed." She hesitated and then figured, Pak had left herself open for questions. "How old are you... if you don't mind my asking?"
When Pak mentioned hearing voices, Aishe raised her brows but tought about it a moment rather than comment right away. "Well. I suppose that makes sense. I mean, for one, if you're going to live a long time well, that's an even longer amount of time for a small fear to become a very large fear out of habit, or for the voices of all the people you've, uh, sent to, to just keep on talking... right?"
She didn't entirely grasp the whole 'voices in the head' concept, but Pak didn't seem to be going out of her mind over it. She must have had time to adjust, then.
"I'm not sure I could deal with that, myself. You must be pretty strong-willed." She hesitated and then figured, Pak had left herself open for questions. "How old are you... if you don't mind my asking?"
Pakpao
18 years ago
“No, no. It’s different. Sending is an ability to communicate, in fact if someone sends to you if you concentrate you should be able to send back to them. One-shot deal. The voices are different. Three specific voices I hear they are for lack of a better way to put it part of me. They aren’t real.”
See what happened when a person was honest you confused people. She hadn’t meant to do that and hoped that she had cleared things up for Aishe.
No, she didn’t think of herself as strong, not really. Adaptable and determined, maybe, you had to have a certain about of flexibility to live for an extended period. Even so, that wasn’t something unique to her, it was something that was true, more or less, of all vampires.
“No I don’t mind. I’ll have my two hundred and sixty fourth birthday at the end of June. I’m not sure but I think I was probably about your age when I was turned.”
See what happened when a person was honest you confused people. She hadn’t meant to do that and hoped that she had cleared things up for Aishe.
No, she didn’t think of herself as strong, not really. Adaptable and determined, maybe, you had to have a certain about of flexibility to live for an extended period. Even so, that wasn’t something unique to her, it was something that was true, more or less, of all vampires.
“No I don’t mind. I’ll have my two hundred and sixty fourth birthday at the end of June. I’m not sure but I think I was probably about your age when I was turned.”
Aishe
18 years ago
"Two sixty four?" Aishe hadn't yet considered what that must feel like, to be working on your third century. It wasn't that she didn't understand the whole 'immortal concept,' just that that was an awfully abstract figure to try to wrap your head around... vampire or not, she imagined.
"That's impressive. You must have had a chance to see a lot of very interesting things." Aishe certainly didn't have to feign interest; she was an archaeologist. There were certain things she'd have given a limb to be alive for, and the people she was liing with now had actually done so.
Not only that, but they'd adapted remarkably well too. "So even then, you still manage to make the most out of society today... like you, programming. And Kem, who's far better with computers than I could ever hope to be and I was born in an age where they're more popular than ever. That's really quite astounding."
She appreciated Kem for being pretty accepting of just about anything; now she saw the reason behind that particular trait. "Are there vampires who simply can't fit in? Everyone I've met so far seems so... modern."
"That's impressive. You must have had a chance to see a lot of very interesting things." Aishe certainly didn't have to feign interest; she was an archaeologist. There were certain things she'd have given a limb to be alive for, and the people she was liing with now had actually done so.
Not only that, but they'd adapted remarkably well too. "So even then, you still manage to make the most out of society today... like you, programming. And Kem, who's far better with computers than I could ever hope to be and I was born in an age where they're more popular than ever. That's really quite astounding."
She appreciated Kem for being pretty accepting of just about anything; now she saw the reason behind that particular trait. "Are there vampires who simply can't fit in? Everyone I've met so far seems so... modern."
Pakpao
18 years ago
“Not as much as you might think. I didn’t leave home for a very long time, but I’ve had a great deal of fun watching things once I did leave.”
And of course, there were the negative, both world wars jumped clearly to mind, the great depression. She also didn’t consider the figure impressive, after all there were those skulking about that had Pak beat by miles.
“You’ve rather stumbled into a group of us who don’t seem to mind technology and tend to be very adaptable, but yes not everyone can cope. One of the first vampires I met had that problem, it was at a particularly bad time too with Europe slowly ‘colonizing’ Asia there were a lot of changes going on and he was six or seven hundred years behind. I’d be surprised if he lasted much longer.”
It had been just as Pak was preparing to leave Siam. She’d kept her nature a very close secret not sharing with anyone not becoming close with anyone so they could guess and so she hadn’t really met another vampire. They hadn’t revealed themselves to her and she hadn’t gone looking. The memory of the first of their kind stood out. Every thing about him was ancient, it had been a rather frightening experience.
And of course, there were the negative, both world wars jumped clearly to mind, the great depression. She also didn’t consider the figure impressive, after all there were those skulking about that had Pak beat by miles.
“You’ve rather stumbled into a group of us who don’t seem to mind technology and tend to be very adaptable, but yes not everyone can cope. One of the first vampires I met had that problem, it was at a particularly bad time too with Europe slowly ‘colonizing’ Asia there were a lot of changes going on and he was six or seven hundred years behind. I’d be surprised if he lasted much longer.”
It had been just as Pak was preparing to leave Siam. She’d kept her nature a very close secret not sharing with anyone not becoming close with anyone so they could guess and so she hadn’t really met another vampire. They hadn’t revealed themselves to her and she hadn’t gone looking. The memory of the first of their kind stood out. Every thing about him was ancient, it had been a rather frightening experience.
Aishe
18 years ago
"It has to be difficult to have that happen, and to keep moving along sometimes." Aishe said. She wasn't going to ask point blank if Pak had expected to be a vampire; that would be rude. But even she, going into it knowing full well what would happen, knew it would be tough to watch her parents grow old and die, and even to eventually have to say goodbye to them; how tough it might be in the future to watch her entire world change. She anticipated it and was a little intimidated by it at the same time.
She voiced that to Pak. "I think that will be the hardest part, letting go of family. But really, when it comes down to it, and what I suppose Kem doesn't understand, is that my parents are my past... not my future. He doesn't see himself as anyone's future. He thinks I must want a family of my own, but he's been my family for the last year. I was happy going forward with him."
Aishe paused for a moment, and then said, "Finding out what he was... it surprised me, but it didn't change the way I feel about him. He's a good person, no matter what he is. And since he can't help being what he is, then it makes sense that I should do my best to join him. I know I could stay as I am, but I know him well enough to know that letting go of me, watching me die after what would be such a short time to him, would only hurt. He's not good at letting go."
Aishe suddenly realized she'd really gone off a bit, and laughed lightly. "I'm sorry. It must really seem odd to have a human here clamoring to be made into a vampire. I get the impression it doesn't exactly happen every day."
She voiced that to Pak. "I think that will be the hardest part, letting go of family. But really, when it comes down to it, and what I suppose Kem doesn't understand, is that my parents are my past... not my future. He doesn't see himself as anyone's future. He thinks I must want a family of my own, but he's been my family for the last year. I was happy going forward with him."
Aishe paused for a moment, and then said, "Finding out what he was... it surprised me, but it didn't change the way I feel about him. He's a good person, no matter what he is. And since he can't help being what he is, then it makes sense that I should do my best to join him. I know I could stay as I am, but I know him well enough to know that letting go of me, watching me die after what would be such a short time to him, would only hurt. He's not good at letting go."
Aishe suddenly realized she'd really gone off a bit, and laughed lightly. "I'm sorry. It must really seem odd to have a human here clamoring to be made into a vampire. I get the impression it doesn't exactly happen every day."
Pakpao
18 years ago
Damned it she hadn’t seen that coming. On the one hand she was happy Aishe had been thinking about this and she knew there would be a loss. On the other hand having just recently gone over old wounds the idea of leaving a family was not well timed.
Sitting particularly still and quietly she tried to let it go. Aishe didn’t know and Pak did not want to go over this again, not in detail. She focused on Aishe and her situation and that seemed to help.
“Its good you’ve thought about it, but I’m not sure any one can ever be prepared. Any ideas about how you’re going to break this to your folks… or to Kem?”
Yeah, that was the question of the day, week, decade. What if Kem just wasn’t up to, or didn’t want to cope with a vampire girl friend? Pak would feel incredibly guilty if he reacted badly or if Aishe wound up alone, well mostly alone. Aishe had to have a contingency plan there was no re-do button.
“No, its not an every day. You know about Kem and I’m not much different but there are some people who’ve had a chance to think about it, so you won’t be the first to ask if that makes you feel any better.”
Sitting particularly still and quietly she tried to let it go. Aishe didn’t know and Pak did not want to go over this again, not in detail. She focused on Aishe and her situation and that seemed to help.
“Its good you’ve thought about it, but I’m not sure any one can ever be prepared. Any ideas about how you’re going to break this to your folks… or to Kem?”
Yeah, that was the question of the day, week, decade. What if Kem just wasn’t up to, or didn’t want to cope with a vampire girl friend? Pak would feel incredibly guilty if he reacted badly or if Aishe wound up alone, well mostly alone. Aishe had to have a contingency plan there was no re-do button.
“No, its not an every day. You know about Kem and I’m not much different but there are some people who’ve had a chance to think about it, so you won’t be the first to ask if that makes you feel any better.”
Aishe
18 years ago
Pak hadn't mentioned anything yet that Aishe hadn't tried to give consideration to, and she was obviously trying to gauge the amount of thought Aishe had put into this so far.
"I have had a lot of time to think on it," Aishe said slowly, "and there have been a lot of considerations. After several months here in Nachton I still have yet to change my mind. My parents have moved back to Egypt, for one. So even were I to remain human I wouldn't see them often anymore. They've raised me and I'm on my own now. They're free to go back home, so they went. They need not ever know about our nature, and I've heard of other vampires falsifying their own deaths as a means of breaking ties with family. I'm not saying it wouldn't grieve me to do so, but that's a decision I know will have to be made eventually."
The next part was always the hardest to explain. "Breaking it to Kem... this is never the most easily understood part when I tell people about this situation. I didn't come out here solely on the feelings I get from him, but they did play a part in my trip here to Nachton. They gave me the confidence I needed to do it, because I am certain that although he claims otherwise, he wouldn't... be opposed... to my being a vampire."
Her brows drew together then. "He would never have asked that of me. Because for some reason he doesn't think enough of himself to believe I would want it, in order for us to stay together. And that is why he left. Over some ill-conceived notion of right and wrong and what's best for me, when what's best for me might just be what's best for him as well!"
Her vehemence was surprising and left her blushing and a bit breathless. But, well-meant as they were, Pak's questions were drawing to the surface Aishe's frustrations with her erstwhile 'boyfriend.'
She held her hands out helplessly. "I'm sorry." Then, she stopped looking at Pak as 'that vampire across the table' for a moment and saw a woman her age, who had probably had the same experience in some way shape or form at least once in her life.
"Have you ever had the urge to strangle someone because they insist upon doing what they feel is right, even knowing that they're completely wrong and causing themselves unnecessary pain?"
She quirked her lips up wryly. "Much as I do love him, there are nights.. especially since coming here, that I just want to shake some sense into him. Or throw something at him and give a good long girly screech."
"I have had a lot of time to think on it," Aishe said slowly, "and there have been a lot of considerations. After several months here in Nachton I still have yet to change my mind. My parents have moved back to Egypt, for one. So even were I to remain human I wouldn't see them often anymore. They've raised me and I'm on my own now. They're free to go back home, so they went. They need not ever know about our nature, and I've heard of other vampires falsifying their own deaths as a means of breaking ties with family. I'm not saying it wouldn't grieve me to do so, but that's a decision I know will have to be made eventually."
The next part was always the hardest to explain. "Breaking it to Kem... this is never the most easily understood part when I tell people about this situation. I didn't come out here solely on the feelings I get from him, but they did play a part in my trip here to Nachton. They gave me the confidence I needed to do it, because I am certain that although he claims otherwise, he wouldn't... be opposed... to my being a vampire."
Her brows drew together then. "He would never have asked that of me. Because for some reason he doesn't think enough of himself to believe I would want it, in order for us to stay together. And that is why he left. Over some ill-conceived notion of right and wrong and what's best for me, when what's best for me might just be what's best for him as well!"
Her vehemence was surprising and left her blushing and a bit breathless. But, well-meant as they were, Pak's questions were drawing to the surface Aishe's frustrations with her erstwhile 'boyfriend.'
She held her hands out helplessly. "I'm sorry." Then, she stopped looking at Pak as 'that vampire across the table' for a moment and saw a woman her age, who had probably had the same experience in some way shape or form at least once in her life.
"Have you ever had the urge to strangle someone because they insist upon doing what they feel is right, even knowing that they're completely wrong and causing themselves unnecessary pain?"
She quirked her lips up wryly. "Much as I do love him, there are nights.. especially since coming here, that I just want to shake some sense into him. Or throw something at him and give a good long girly screech."
Pakpao
18 years ago
This was quickly getting to be too much to think about. Sure her hangover was fading but the very idea that she was considering what she was, that she wasn’t dismissing it, made Pak’s head spin. Aishe wasn’t helping. She had thought about this and made a very good case for herself, she knew Kem better than Pak did and she certainly knew her own family and circumstances better than Pak did. No she hadn’t offered, and no Aishe hadn’t asked but Pak wasn’t fooling herself. That is where these questions were headed.
Moving was necessary. Pak stood and walked over to her desk to feed the fish, the seemed to have much simpler lives. Mind you they got flushed down the toilet when they died and no one remembered them but she supposed that was the trade off.
“Don’t be sorry, it sounds like you needed to get that out.”
In her own case the pain was always worse when she was alone. Last nights drink fest had been one of the few times she had ever freely shared her mood and it had help. She hadn’t felt as alone or as hopeless.
Pak’s own smile, as she perched on the edge of her desk was twisted.
“I’ve been both sides of the equation but I’m not sure throwing things has ever really helped. It does make getting your point across more satisfying though.”
Moving was necessary. Pak stood and walked over to her desk to feed the fish, the seemed to have much simpler lives. Mind you they got flushed down the toilet when they died and no one remembered them but she supposed that was the trade off.
“Don’t be sorry, it sounds like you needed to get that out.”
In her own case the pain was always worse when she was alone. Last nights drink fest had been one of the few times she had ever freely shared her mood and it had help. She hadn’t felt as alone or as hopeless.
Pak’s own smile, as she perched on the edge of her desk was twisted.
“I’ve been both sides of the equation but I’m not sure throwing things has ever really helped. It does make getting your point across more satisfying though.”
Aishe
18 years ago
Aishe couldn't help but wonder what Pak thought of everything, feeling more than a little guilty for having dumped it all on her like that.
Every once in a while, as much as she loved living here at Liefde, she found herself slightly frustrated with people treating her as if she couldn't possibly know what she was in for. Not only had she been here for months, but she would be going into her own creation, if it ever happened, with more knowledge and preparation and support than most of her clan when they'd been turned. If she hadn't changed her mind yet, she wasn't about to, and whether or not her future worked out the way she hoped, she was looking forward to living it regardless.
That had been a part of why she'd had her little outburst just then; she hadn't meant to take it out on Pak though, for the woman had been nothing but nice and Aishe really did appreciate her answering so many questions.
"I'm not a thrower, normally," she said sheepishly. "In fact, I'm usually pretty levelheaded. It's been a long few months, though. And sometimes I get a little selfish I suppose."
She lifted her shoulders. "I've been trying to work on that."
Aishe finished up her soda and stood, smiling at Pak. "You have the patience of a Saint," she said with a laugh. "I didn't mean to just go off on you like that. I probably ought to get going, and grab some dinner. I really do appreciate your answering all of my questions. You know... I'm right down the hall if you ever want to get together."
She had enjoyed talking to Pak, oddly enough, and wouldn't be opposed to seeing her again. She seemed nice. A bit moody, perhaps, but it wasn't as if that was something new to Aishe.
Every once in a while, as much as she loved living here at Liefde, she found herself slightly frustrated with people treating her as if she couldn't possibly know what she was in for. Not only had she been here for months, but she would be going into her own creation, if it ever happened, with more knowledge and preparation and support than most of her clan when they'd been turned. If she hadn't changed her mind yet, she wasn't about to, and whether or not her future worked out the way she hoped, she was looking forward to living it regardless.
That had been a part of why she'd had her little outburst just then; she hadn't meant to take it out on Pak though, for the woman had been nothing but nice and Aishe really did appreciate her answering so many questions.
"I'm not a thrower, normally," she said sheepishly. "In fact, I'm usually pretty levelheaded. It's been a long few months, though. And sometimes I get a little selfish I suppose."
She lifted her shoulders. "I've been trying to work on that."
Aishe finished up her soda and stood, smiling at Pak. "You have the patience of a Saint," she said with a laugh. "I didn't mean to just go off on you like that. I probably ought to get going, and grab some dinner. I really do appreciate your answering all of my questions. You know... I'm right down the hall if you ever want to get together."
She had enjoyed talking to Pak, oddly enough, and wouldn't be opposed to seeing her again. She seemed nice. A bit moody, perhaps, but it wasn't as if that was something new to Aishe.
Pakpao
18 years ago
“You seem far too logical for your own good. There are days I wish I could say that about myself and everyone is entitled to be a little selfish so nothing wrong there either.”
While Pak’s initial reaction to Aishe’s desire had been very, well she couldn’t openly say she supported it, but she was changing her mind. Not that she was ready to just look at Aishe and say ‘let me know’ or anything like that. But the idea had come to her that if she could help Aishe accomplish this in a supportive informed manner rather than encountering the total nightmare she had it would be very good.
Those musings were thrown for a loop when Aishe said Pak had the patience of a saint. It started out as a snicker but became a full-blown laugh. From Kem dubbing her the patron of screwdrivers to Aishe thinking she was patient, the coincidence just struck her as funny.
“You have no idea.”
She was sorry to see Aishe was ready to leave, but it was probably for the best. Her own thoughts were becoming rather intense.
“I’d invite you to dinner with me but I don’t think it would work out too well. But you can knock on my door any time. I keep odd hours. But you’re right we should talk again.”
That was far too bold but Pak couldn’t help but say it. If Aishe was as bright as Pak thought she was she’d understand.
While Pak’s initial reaction to Aishe’s desire had been very, well she couldn’t openly say she supported it, but she was changing her mind. Not that she was ready to just look at Aishe and say ‘let me know’ or anything like that. But the idea had come to her that if she could help Aishe accomplish this in a supportive informed manner rather than encountering the total nightmare she had it would be very good.
Those musings were thrown for a loop when Aishe said Pak had the patience of a saint. It started out as a snicker but became a full-blown laugh. From Kem dubbing her the patron of screwdrivers to Aishe thinking she was patient, the coincidence just struck her as funny.
“You have no idea.”
She was sorry to see Aishe was ready to leave, but it was probably for the best. Her own thoughts were becoming rather intense.
“I’d invite you to dinner with me but I don’t think it would work out too well. But you can knock on my door any time. I keep odd hours. But you’re right we should talk again.”
That was far too bold but Pak couldn’t help but say it. If Aishe was as bright as Pak thought she was she’d understand.
Aishe
18 years ago
"Being logical isn't all it's cracked up to be," Aishe said. "I was always the uncreative kid in school who was too busy worrying about not wasting the glue than making a pretty card."
She wasn't entirely certain what she'd said that sounded so funny to Pak, although she supposed any reference to saints where vampires were concerned might earn a chuckle or two. The following almost-invite to dinner wasn't disturbing, really, and Aishe was actually slightly surprised she hadn't been called upon this far to provide for a clanmate, as it were. In fact, her status was still something of a mystery. Not familiar, not vampire... just that human. Regardless, if it had been asked of her she would have complied... for a clanmate.
Picking up her duffel bag and shoes from the entrance, she gave Pak one last smile and a wave. "I'll be in touch," she promised. "Same for you. And thanks again."
With that she made her way back to her own little suite and her own comfy couch, with a movie in mind that she didn't actually end up watching... she had too much on her mind for it now.
((ooc: Aishe out!))
She wasn't entirely certain what she'd said that sounded so funny to Pak, although she supposed any reference to saints where vampires were concerned might earn a chuckle or two. The following almost-invite to dinner wasn't disturbing, really, and Aishe was actually slightly surprised she hadn't been called upon this far to provide for a clanmate, as it were. In fact, her status was still something of a mystery. Not familiar, not vampire... just that human. Regardless, if it had been asked of her she would have complied... for a clanmate.
Picking up her duffel bag and shoes from the entrance, she gave Pak one last smile and a wave. "I'll be in touch," she promised. "Same for you. And thanks again."
With that she made her way back to her own little suite and her own comfy couch, with a movie in mind that she didn't actually end up watching... she had too much on her mind for it now.
((ooc: Aishe out!))
Pakpao
18 years ago
Well it had been a rather odd two days hadn’t it? And how had she gotten in the middle of all this? Pak smiled after Aishe but now she needed to give her mind a break. She was probably jumping the gun anyhow. For now, it would be up to Aishe to set the pace.
Good, that topic was put to rest, she’d accomplished something for the day on the work front and you know what. That was good enough for Pak. She had a book she’d been meaning to start and this seemed like a good time to do it.
((OOC… ditto the out thing))
Good, that topic was put to rest, she’d accomplished something for the day on the work front and you know what. That was good enough for Pak. She had a book she’d been meaning to start and this seemed like a good time to do it.
((OOC… ditto the out thing))