She had let go of his hand, and he had let her do such. He didn't want to make it seem like he was going to hold her hostage and not let her have her hand back. That would be wrong of him after all and go against some gentleman code of honour or something. Though this was a big step out of his comfort zone. The only reason why he had been looked at back in France was because he had been taken off guard. She, Cosette, had sort of just taken him and sort of just did things without him even realizing what was going on. How could he of course, it was rare for anyone to even care about him. He was use to his father and Rudger after all. Though was this actually in his best interest? Would she betray him? Was he going to end up having to pay for this trusting of her. 'That's right she works for Pete. You know all about what it is like to act. It wouldn't be that hard for her to bat those pretty eyelashes and get you do what she wants. She could be a little devilette that works for Rudger and she could be leading you right to him. So here is what you need to do. You need to bang her right here and now. Fuck if someone happens to co--' he couldn't listen to anymore of the little demon's words. He didn't want to believe that she was a bad person at all. All she had been was nice to him. That was when she had started to talk again. She was saying how it would be against the code to say anything. Right, she wanted to be a doctor and they had codes. Doctors and any form of therapy had a sense of doctor and patient confidentiality. It should help to ease some of the slight panic he was having, but because of the little demon's words-- it didn't. His heart was thumping hard against his chest as the door clicked opened and she gave him a smile and went inside. She kicked her shoes off at the door and pointed him in the right direction. There was no heading back if he decided to step into her place... why did he feel so nervous? So afraid? He stared after her at first, not even bothering to move at all. Though his reddish-brown eyes had tracker her the way she had gone. He couldn't just stand here all night. Doing so meant that Rudger might actually find him. If he found him with her , well it would be bad. Though what if the little demon was right and she was somehow connected to Rudger. What if she was going to lead him into some trap? He couldn't be too careful, right. He needed to look after himself and he was afraid of Rudger. Though what if she wasn't connected to him and because of him she ended up suffering somehow. He needed to hurry up and go in. He gulped and forced himself to take the first step into the apartment, Nothing had happened. No alarms went off, there was no fog that threaten to engulf him. No arrows coming to shot him or bullets for that matter. Rudger didn't step out of the shadows and grab him. He was safe. "C...Coming" he got out in a nervous tone as he went to shut the door behind him and quickly go in and towards the living room. He was afraid and he couldn't pinpoint why he was so afraid. Was it not because of Rudger but because of Ambreh herself? Was it because he hadn't felt like this towards anyone before that he was feeling nervous and afraid of what might happen. She was more than experienced enough compared to him.... than again that wasn't saying anything. He wasn't experienced at all. What if he ended up messing up somehow. He found himself sitting on the couch, his heart still pounding against his chest. His eyes kept glancing every which way to see if anything was going to jump at him from the shadows. So far nothing had and he wasn't going to take any chances though. He couldn't afford to have Rudger catching him off guard. It would be bad enough when he did contact him... though it was because he was told that he shouldn't go back to the house-- that was why he had been at that bar in the first place. He gulped slightly, but what if Rudger didn't see it that way? What if he got punished it anyways because he had used Rudger's name ... that would be why he would end up being punished. When Rudger did find him or contact him... he was as good as dead more than likely. "I'll be right here... not moving at all. You can count on that. T...Thank you I suppose, m'lady"he stated as he leaned back on the couch some. He was too afraid to truly get comfortable , he was looking everywhere-- after all there could be hidden cameras or something here. That was when he saw it. It was slightly pushed in the corner, but it was there. Though it was clear what it was, he could have noticed it anywhere. He got up moving towards the gear and going to pick up the device. He knew he shouldn't have, but he couldn't help himself. His hands weren't shaking and his heart started to pound a little less as he held the VR gear in his hands. It was almost calming to him. She probably just used it to play some games like Sims or maybe even Pokemon.. Maybe she used it for training for work or something. It wasn't like she probably played Terrasphere or anything, right?
She made her way through the living room and towards the door that led to her bedroom, listening as she did. She could tell that he didn't follow right away, or at least she didn't hear the front door close or hear him call out, until after she had reached her bedroom door. She still wasn't certain as to why he seemed so shy around her, but she was sure he had his reasons, and in truth, she found it rather cute. It wasn't often at all that she found herself around someone who seemed to actually be flustered with her in any manner. No, she was more used to ones that felt they could do and say as they pleased; ones who would have taken Pete up on the offer he had made Damien, without a second thought. He hadn't, though. Damien had stood up for her. Her had put Pete in his place and hadn't even resorted to violence to do so. Though there was quite obviously evidence that he had hit something that night. It was evident in the state of his hand. However, she was sure there had been a reason for the injury as well; there usually was, for anyone. In the bar, though, with all the eyes there on him, he had handled himself with a dignity you didn't find in a lot of people, and he had done so for her sake, even though he knew nothing about her. It was definitely an experience for her. “Feel free to look around. I don't mind.” She called out as she heard him speak of not moving. The thought of how he had reacted to Pete had brought a small smile to her lips as she reached to grab her small bag of medical supplies from the floor beside her desk. She definitely wasn't used to anyone standing up for her the way he had. “Of course you're not, Princess. You know the only reason he did was that he'd rather get the goods without having to fork out the cost. Why else would he be here now? It's not like he has an obligation to be so nice to you. He wants something, and you know what that something is.” She shoved the voice away, almost growling, as she snatched her bag from the desk and turned to walk back out of the room. Making her way back to the living room, she stopped, as she glanced over at him, noticing that he had located and picked up her VR gear. “You game?” She asked him, giving him a smile as she moved to sit on the sofa, placing the bag on her lap. “Anything specific?” She asked as she opened the bag and she began to pull out a few things. A roll of bandaging material and some ointment; a few alcohol swabs to clean the wounds on his knuckles.”I have another gear set actually if you might be interested in playing something together.” She didn't know why she suggested it. It just sort of came out. “Gods, I must sound like a fool. Listen to me going on about gaming and I'm supposed to be tending to that hand.” She said, shaking her head, as she looked down at her bag, trying to hide the nervous blush on her cheeks as she moved her bag out of the way, setting it on the floor. “I mean, I wouldn't mind spending some time with you, too. I've been enjoying your company. Maybe a movie or something?” She said as she looked back up at him. Her own nervousness was definitely starting to show in the way she was babbling, and her blush had deepened. “I mean... I... Here... I should tend to those wounds.” She pretty much clamped her mouth shut at that point, She may as well have bitten her tongue to make the words stop. Why, suddenly, was she feeling such a mess herself? Gaming together would be fun, right? A movie, though, wasn't that something more for couples to do? Why was she thinking such things? He would need to come to sit if she was going to treat him. What was it that had her wanting to blush every time she thought about him being close to her again? Her own thoughts were running rampant now, and she couldn't seem to grasp a hold of them. She felt like a giddy school girl. “Look at the Princess now, so hot for the boy and won't admit it. Come on, now. You're smarter than this. You know what it is you're not letting yourself think of. Just go ahead and tell him you want him. Offer yourself to him in a way that would make Pete proud.” She shoved the voice away again, as she focused back on Damien and managed to give him a smile. “Sorry. I guess I'm kind of babbling again.” She said as she shifted on the couch some; settling back into it and waiting for him to come to sit down.
She had given him permission to look around, therefore it wasn't that much if he was caught. It wasn't like he was holding her panties or something. That thought actually brought a faint blush to his cheeks. Why did he have such naughty thoughts? He had to blame the little demon on that one. 'No, that is all you. I had nothing to do with what you naturally want. So just bang her and get it over with already. She clearly wanted you in her place. Take advantage of it and just do it!' He didn't have to force the little demon to shut up, because it did so anyways. Though now she was asking if he gamed or not and she was interested in playing together sometime! That actually would be something that he would be interested in. Though what if she didn't have the same type of games that he knew. His main game was Terrasphere, sure he had picked up a few over time thanks to Aiden... but he didn't have anything girly. No she wouldn't have something like that, she didn't give out that type of vibe. Pokemon or Sims or something like that might be a good match, though he hadn't picked up a Pokemon game forever. What about shooting games, no he preferred games that weren't like that. He typically had stayed away from them, though he could play them. That one was thanks to Aiden. If she actually liked those type of games he would be literally killed by her. Though if she liked fighting games, he was decent at them. He loved Mortal Kombat , and would gladly play her in that. He doubted she had Terrasphere, and even if she did-- that was a game they weren't suppose to let other's know they played. Rudger had realized it from the beginning, but he hadn't been warned to be careful or anything of the like-- Rudger encouraged him. Than again Rudger probably wouldn't care if somehow he got stuck in the game and wasn't allowed to come back. He would just find a new person to take his place-- whatever his place was. His life was clearly not important, it wasn't like Rudger saw him as his son. No he had been a payment from his father to stop the other man from doing anything out of rage. Then she started talking about tending his hand and watching a movie. This caused him to blush more than before. Movies were like dates. You gamed with friends but you were more if you watched a movie all alone like they were now. He looked down at his phone and wondered if there was actually time for a movie. It was getting late and he hadn't been given the okay to go back yet. He went and sat down next to her on the couch after putting down the VR unit. He needed to answer her actually. She didn't read minds, and thank God for that actually. "You're not babbling, I just sort of was weighing my options here so I was um sort of quiet... it doesn't help for when someone is talking to you. I'm sorry for doing so." He offered her a weak smile. He still felt odd about this, he didn't think it was good for anyone to look at his hand. No she wasn't going to hurt him, she wanted to be a doctor and she wanted to help others. So she wouldn't hurt him intentionally. Though he did have to be careful about other things as well. What he said about gaming and the movie could make or break so much. The little demon was surprisingly silence at that point. He wondered what had made it silence, he would have to remember that actually. The silence was actually great to have for once. He started to slightly chew upon his lip as he thought about how to answer her. "I do game, and wouldn't mind gaming with you actually one day. I've never have gamed with anyone else like this. Of course you have the network that every game connects to now, but still never had anyone...." He didn't finish that sentence at all, he looked down at his hands. "I sound so lame , don't I? As for the movie, I don't mind that either. I.. well I... you should fix my hand if you are going to. I would hate to be a bother. I know you told me that I wasn't, but... now I'm babbling" he had to force himself from talking like a million miles per an hour and just handed his hand to her. He parted his lips a few minute later and thought to ask. "What kind of games do you like? I like fighting and adventures typically. Not really good with shooting games , damn it I wasn't going to say that. I mean I'll try any game if you want me to. It is part of the fun, right?"
She looked back up at him as she waited for him to join her and a slight blush dusted her cheeks as she saw his own. Oh, she had known as soon as it was out of her mouth that she shouldn't have mentioned a movie. It was too much; too intimate. She had certainly embarrassed him. She noted the way he checked his phone as well. Why had she been so foolish? Not once through all of this night had she bothered to find out if he might be seeing someone or if there was a significance to the collar he wore. He continued to check his phone off and on, though. Rather it was to check the time or if he was waiting for a text or call was unknown to her, but there had to be a reason, right? “Just like the little Princess. You're already so hung up on what he might be packing that your brain cells are lacking. What's it matter if he has someone? Just offer yourself. Let him have his way with you and he can be on his way. No one needs to ever know. It's not like he'd stick around. No one ever does, not even when they've had you.” The voice went silent as she heard him speaking, and she shook her head at his words. “P-please, no. Don't apologize. I'm sure...I'm sure I've overstepped some bounds. I shouldn't be suggesting things the way I am. I haven't...I mean...I'm sure someone like you already has someone willing to make use of their time.” She was putting her foot in her mouth and she knew she was. She couldn't seem to stop the flood of words, though, and his smile. Oh, his smile only seemed to make her heart beat faster. Even as small as it was, it brought his features to glow in a way she was sure he didn't realize. She couldn't deny the voice's logic in one thing. She was definitely finding an attraction to him. How could she not? He was perfectly adorable in his nervousness, he was intelligent, and so far he treated her so much differently than others ever had. He was handsome too. She couldn't deny that, either. He was replying to her mentioning them gaming together, and she managed to give him a smile. “You don't sound lame at all, Damien. I understand what you mean.” So he was like her. He gamed but hadn't had anyone on a personal level to do so with. Did that mean she was wrong? Was he truly unattached? No girlfriend or boyfriend to get back to. Why was she wondering so much about it? Yes, she was feeling a draw to him, a chance for a closeness she wasn't used to, but that didn't mean he would reciprocate it. She was foolish to even think he might. The voice stayed silent for once. Perhaps she was doing a good enough job of beating herself down. She did, more often than not. This was different, though. There was no one to touch her and make her feel the way she did. No one taunting her and causing her to remember things she'd rather not. He had been a perfect gentleman and she still was. There was no reason for her thoughts other than her own mind. He was still speaking, also, and she tilted her head, as she spoke again herself. “I...I wouldn't mind either one.” The blush on her cheeks deepened and she looked back down at the items in her lap. “Yes, let's get your hand taken care of.” She said, softly, as he offered it to her and she gently took it. “You really aren't a bother, though. I wish you wouldn't see yourself as such.” She said as she looked over the scrapes and bruises on his hand. Looking back up at him, she gave him a smile. “You aren't babbling any worse than I have been and it's actually rather cute.” She said, before looking back down at his hand. Why had she said that? There was no stopping the blush on her cheeks as she cleared her throat and began to gently clean his hand with an alcohol swab. He had begun to speak again, as she was gently blowing the alcohol dry. Her fingertips moved slowly, gently to apply a thin layer of ointment over the wounds as she shook her head and chuckled softly. “Adventure games are my favorite and I don't do well with shooting games either.” She said as she slowly began to wrap the bandage around his hand. “Fighting games are fun and I have a few others. Sims and Pokemon. I think I still have some VR board game style things, but I haven't played around with them much. Kind of boring alone.” He was babbling over his words again and she was putting things back into her bag. As she finished, she set the bag to the side and placed her hands on her lap. “There. Good as new. Sort of. I mean, I'm no doctor, yet.” Looking up at him, she gave him a nervous smile. “As for gaming or a movie...I...Well...I mean...I suggested things and I'm more than happy to do either with you, if you have the time. If you'd rather watch a movie, then I'll gladly fix us up something to snack on, too. Are you thirsty? Oh, I...I should have asked that sooner. What's wrong with me. But yes...Yes, either is fine by me. You're my guest, so the choice should be yours.” She said. Her nervousness was showing again, and she couldn't help it. Her words were honest, but there was also a part of her that couldn't help but feel that maybe she was being too forward with offering him time spent just watching a movie together. There was a part of her that wanted to, also. The back of her mind was full of thoughts that had her blushing. The idea of him maybe just putting his arm around her; them snuggling as they watched something. Why was she thinking of such things? What was going on with her? She shook her head again, as she bit against the inside of her cheek as she stood from the sofa. “Can I...Can I get you anything? Oh, I already asked that, didn't I?” Why was she suddenly so shaken nervous?
Turns out that he could fuck things up easily by himself, he didn't need his father or Rudger to do so for him. His hand been his own stupidity, no one else had forced him to punch that wall but he had done so anyways. Now he was having to deal with the sting of it being cleaned. He didn't make a noise or flinch, but it didn't change the fact of the matter. It stung as it was cleaned out. He had a lot worse and they hadn't been tended by someone else. He had been left to tend to his own wounds time and time again. He was used to no one caring about him. So Ambreh's kindness was still different for him. Her blowing the alcohol dry felt odd, her fingertips moving along his skin as she applied the thin layer of ointment-- all of it was odd to him. She told him that he wasn't babbling and had called him cute. This caused the blush to deep upon his cheeks. He didn't think highly of himself. 'All you are are a little slave , nothing more. She thinks you are cute because --' even the little demon was starting to not make sense in his own mind. She probably thought that the collar around his neck meant something. She had said that he probably had someone willing to make use of his time. Right, collars in this world meant something that he wasn't. Him checking his phone probably only made her think that he had to be someone else. Though the thing was he DID have to be somewhere else. Rudger wouldn't take too kindly to the fact that he didn't come home. The minute he was given the okay, he was supposed to go home. This had been the longest that Rudger had had business though. He needed to listen to the type of games she had. Of course she had Sims and Pokemon like he had originally thought. Well at least it was refreshing to know she didn't do well with shooting games, though she probably was judging him for being a guy and not doing shooting games. Aiden had sure judged him for that, it wasn't it fault that he didn't do well with them. Hell, he didn't really like guns in general. If Terra did have guns, he wouldn't have ever selected them as a weapon. First of all they were too loud, than they didn't allow for personal killing. Probably why he didn't choose range at all, his odd and twisted mind wanted to be right in the middle of the action. Slash had been the only thing that called for him. Cause everyone's inner murder wanted to be right in the bloodshed. He only wished that he could have customized the character better. Dying was always an option, but it would be stupid for him to kill himself just to gain a reset of such. Why had his brain went to Terra all of a sudden? Right, because he was obsessed with the game, but he couldn't do anything with it here. Terra was supposed to be illegal, so he might as well not even mention the thing here. It was his choice though what they did and he wanted to play with Terra, he couldn't clearly do so until he got home though. Though what if he hinted at it and she understood what he was trying to say? She was a smart girl, but did he really want anyone knowing who he was in the game? Camus wasn't exactly the best person in the world and he was opposite of himself-- it was like a dirty little secret. If he built another character on the same account, he would lose all progress . So Ambreh would judge him for being an asshole, it slightly hurt to think about like that. Camus was meant to be hated though. She had continued to talk as he went into his own little inner world. She was asking if he was thirsty. She was nervous, she was the cute one though. He couldn't help but smile at her as she continued to babble on and on. It was cute. 'Just bang her already and be over it. Do you honestly think a whore is worth staying around for? She is good for one time and then to be tossed aside. No one would want you for more than one time either. You are just a little slave. So fuck her and then leave. It is easy, do I have to show you how it is done?' He had to hold back a growl at the little demon's word. What if there was more out there, what if he could be happy? What was he thinking? Neither of them probably should know what happiness was. She was a whore and whores didn't exactly have boyfriends-- they had a pimp and he had clearly told off her pimp. The little demon was right about him too, the collar Rudger had around his neck-- it meant he was a slave. He had been sold and didn't really have rights. Though what if he didn't want that type of life anymore? He was so quiet because of all of his inner conflict. She probably thought that he hated her, he just wasn't sure what to do. It was his choice on what they did or didn't do. If he wanted to play a game, they could. If he wanted to watch a movie, they could. It was HIS choice no the little demon's. He pulled out his phone once more to check it, he really needed to stop with that. Though Rudger would track his phone if he didn't come right away. He couldn't put her in danger at all. A movie might be too much at this time. He couldn't contact Rudger to see how the business was going, it would disturb him and he didn't want that. It was just a little after midnight. How long did the business have to last? "Um... uh... you're doing fine. I mean you're fine. I mean I'm fine. I... maybe we should game. I mean it isn't like I have anywhere.. anyone... I mean thank you... I want to spend time with cute... I" he was a mess and it was clear. He half curled up on himself. "I...I don't need anything." He was afraid of this situation. What was the worse thing that could happen exactly? He had used Rudger's name, and the man probably wouldn't take kindly to it at all. Was that why he hadn't been called back? Was Peter contacting him now? It didn't even matter if Pete knew where she lived... which he probably did-- but Rudger could just easily track his phone and than it was all over. His hand went to rest against the leather of the collar as he thought about everything Rudger could do to him. He had never used the collar, but the man could use anything in the area. His reddish-brown eyes showed the fear that he was feeling. Would he answer the question if he was asked... he would have to. Should he ask her about Terra? "What is your favourite game? We can play it. It can be anything, I don't judge. I would hate to just browser though things myself."
He was silent as she babbled on through the things she was trying to say and she couldn't help but wonder if she was making him uncomfortable. The blush rising in her cheeks wasn't helping the fact that she couldn't seem to keep her words in order, either. She didn't understand what made her so nervous around him as it was, and his silence only had her second-guessing herself more. She was sure she seemed foolish in her actions and her words. She wouldn't be surprised if he decided to leave. “Of course you're making him uncomfortable, princess. You're acting like you want to be his girlfriend and all he wants is to fuck. Don't you know, yet, how this works.” She nearly growled as she pushed the voice away. She didn't want to hear what it had to say. It was bad enough that he knew where she worked and he probably thought the worst of her already. Maybe that's why she was trying so hard. Maybe that's why she was nervous. Maybe she felt like she had something to prove. He was finally speaking and she pulled herself from her thoughts. He was stumbling over his own words and partly they made her smile. She wanted to joke with him a little. He had mistakenly said “You're fine.” and she couldn't help but wonder if it was actually a slip of his inner thoughts. Her question was answered as he stumbled over calling her cute, and she chuckled a little. Shaking her head, she took a deep breath as she tried to force the blush from her cheeks. “Don't be fooled by it, princess. All he wants is..” She shut the voice down. She didn't need its commentary to make her feel like this situation was entirely out of her hands. She and Damien were both doing quite well in making themselves seem like a couple of new to the world school kids. At least now she knew it wasn't just her. It really was seeming like his own nervousness was genuine; like maybe they had more in common, in that area, than she might have thought. “Are you sure?” I have some tea..” She said, giving him a smile. As she spoke, she could see a bit of fear in his eyes and she couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking of. She saw his hand go to the collar he wore, and she had to bite back the question she wanted to ask him. Why did the thought of him being attached, even in a manner like that, suddenly seem to bother her? “Are you okay?” She asked him, softly, as she tilted her head at him. It wasn't what she wanted to ask, at least not entirely, but she didn't want to run him off by crossing boundaries she shouldn't. As she had asked, though, he was speaking of gaming again; asking what her favorite was and saying that he wouldn't be comfortable just looking. Her favorite...She wasn't even supposed to speak of it, though. What should she say? What were the chances even that he might know of Terrasphere if she did mention it. Pondering over it for a second, she shook her head at his questions. “There are a few I play here and there.” May as well not tell him too much, right. She didn't want to break the rules. “My other set of gear is in the bedroom. Let me put my supplies up and I'll get it. Go ahead and have a look at that one. I don't mind and if you find something you'd like to play or try, we can.” She gave him a wide smile as she moved to grab her bag and make her way to the bedroom. If he did go ahead an look he'd see the client. If he knew of it, then so much the better. If he didn't, then he might be interested and she could help him out to play. Also, it wasn't breaking the rules if he found it himself, right?
Tea. It was the staple of a Brit, but he didn't exactly fit the sterotype of a British person. He didn't have a typical tea time that he had set aside, then again he hadn't been in England for what seemed like a solid decade now. He missed England, he missed his sister-- but not the rest of his family. He knew it wasn't something he could so easily get back either. Though tea was still something that was nice, a taste he quite enjoyed actually. Well it depended on the type of tea. The fruity stuff that Dreamland sold a lot of to the college aged tourists was not his favourite at all. He couldn't even stand the fruity aroma at all, he couldn't actually pinpoint why either. Though Earl Gray happened to be his favourite by far. No, what was he thinking? Having tea with someone was how it started. 'Exactly and you don't need a commitment at all. That is why you bang and go. You don't even have to see her again. You don't need a buddy, you don't even need a mate of any kind. Who in their right mind would actually want you for more than a quick snog or a bang.' He crinkled his nose, he hated his inner demon and wished it would shut up. Though he thanked everything that she couldn't read his mind at all. It would just be messy if she could and he didn't want to handle having to explain why he had an inner demon. So it was a good thing mind reading didn't exist. She didn't mind and she was giving him permission to look at the games that they had. 'This could be a set up, mate. It is just like the trollop to do something like this. Who knows she might be going to get undressed. Bang and go. Bang and go.' He grumbled about the little demon's instructions. How did he even shut it up. Might as well look at what games she had, she was expecting it. He hadn't even moved from his spot on the couch. Though it was time, he had watched as she had disappeared to go towards her bedroom to put her things up and get the other set of gear. Would Rudger kill him if he had a little bit of fun? Was it his imagination? Well a round or so wouldn't harm him at all. Even using the VR gear he would still be able to hear his phone going off. He couldn't take too long going through her games, even if she had given him permission to do so. Should he ask for the tea? Tea didn't exactly go with gaming, maybe a rain check upon that then. He finally forced himself off from his spot on the couch and stood taking the VR gear and putting it on so he could look through the games that the thing had on it. "Maybe a rain check on the tea. It does sound quite lovely though, just not tonight. Perhaps if it was a little earlier." It was like it was him saying he wouldn't mind doing things with her again. Though what if she turned out to be some lame troll the longer he hung out with her. It was as if he could hear the inner demon cackling as that thought even showed up. He hated his life, but it wasn't like she knew that his mind had thought that she might be a troll. He went through the main menu and scrolled through her games. At first nothing really interested him at all. He would have been nice and selected something that was well normal like-- but nothing would be able to beat Terrasphere. He doubted she would have that anyways. Then as he was about to finish the list up that was when he saw it. Within the VR gear he saw the logo and name that marked the one game that he would have given anything to have played at that moment. No way. No fucking way. Did this chick really have Terrasphere. Now that raised a very important question... who the fuck was she in that game? Had she somehow encountered him already? God, he hoped not... he didn't need anyone knowing his in game identity. If he was smart he should make up an excuse now. He took the VR gear off and placed it down softly to the side. His heart was beating quickly against his chest. Who was this girl in the game? Terra would surely not have them spawn up next to each other even if they started the game together. They should spawn where they left off last, and he hadn't been around anyone at all when he had turned off his game last night. Though why was he so nervous all of a sudden? He kept looking around, he looked guilty. What did he say when she came back? He went to look at his phone still nothing.
She stepped into her bedroom, quickly, placing her bag on the floor beside her desk, before she made her way over to pick up her other VR set. As she lifted the visor, her light-blue eyes scanned over it, slowly. Terrasphere...It seemed to call to her. It was honestly the only game she had played in going on a month, now. She wouldn't mind sharing the experience with someone else; actually knowing that they were a part of something with her both in her favorite game and out. It was something she'd never experienced before, but what were the chances of him actually even knowing what the game was, much less being a player. What if he was? What if they'd already crossed paths? Hell, she wasn't exactly the most liked character in the game. Most people simply steered clear of her and with her playing an assassin as she did, when she did find interactions they were mostly to hire her services. Sure, there was the group she was slowly working with to build up the kingdom the self-proclaimed King Galadion dreamed of, but one they were a rag-tag bunch at best, right now, really only interacting when Galadion needed them to. Mostly she just wandered and killed things. There wasn't really anyone in the game as of yet that she would actually say she could call a friend. Sure there was the one guy, Camus. They seemed to find themselves together most often, but their interactions were...Strained, at best. As far as she knew he actually wanted her to die, and she...Well, it didn't really matter how she, as her character, might feel. The guy basically hated her, and the game insisted on putting them together randomly and quite often. It made things interesting at least, so she wasn't complaining. In truth, if it wasn't for him, she probably wouldn't have much of a life on Terrasphere at all, but she sure wouldn't tell him so. Shaking her head, as she turned with the gear, she made her way from the bedroom and headed back to the living room. Her eyes scanned over Damien as she turned the corner. He had left the couch and was holding the VR gear. He seemed nervous, though, and she couldn't help but wonder why. “Really, Princess? You can't figure it out?” The voice broke into her thoughts with a vengeance and she almost stopped in her tracks. “He didn't want to hang out and be your friend, you ditsy bitch. He just wanted to fuck you and forget you. Haven't you learned, yet, that's all you're good for?” She shut the voice down as she made her way back over to the sofa. Holding up the other set of gear as if it were a trophy, she gave Damien a smile as she sat down. “So, did you...Did you find anything that might interest you?” She asked him. Her fingers wrapped around the visor she held and she tilted her head at him, slightly. Yes, she had noticed that he seemed nervous, but she wasn't going to say anything. She didn't want to seem nosy or intrusive. “I know there's not a whole lot really interesting, but it's...Well, I mean...It's just me all the time, and there's not...Not a lot that actually seems interesting alone.” “Gods I must sound so lame...I'm...I'm sorry.” She bit against the inside of her cheek, as she tried to stop her babbling, hoping to give him time to respond. Her eyes darted down to the VR gear in her hand as she let out a soft, nervous laugh. “There you go, Princess. Play it off with the cute, sweet act. He seemed to like it, earlier.” Shutting the voice up wasn't too hard. The blush on her cheeks and the sudden nervousness helped with that. She wished the damned thing would just go away. What was she going to do if he really did know what Terrasphere was? What if he did already play? What if they did know each other already? The ideas and possibilities were running through her mind again, but the likelihood of it was pretty slim. She couldn't help the thoughts, though. At least if they were playing something they wouldn't have to worry so much about the seeming tension between them, right? She liked him. She didn't want to scare him off, but she didn't want to keep making him nervous or wind up upsetting him, either. She really was no good at this sort of thing, and she felt like it was showing all too well.
Why did he want Rudger to message him or call him now. Usually he didn't want anything to deal with the man... though now he did. Now he wanted the Devil to take him back. If he messaged him... if he did anything at that moment he didn't have to worry about Ambreh finding out who he was in the game. 'Why does it even matter? All she is good for is a bang and go. So what if she ends up hating you because you are a dick in the game. Newsflash it is a game. No one would believe that was you at all even if you admitted it. I'm even sure Rudger could wipe her brain for you.' That was impossible, wasn't it? Why was he even paying attention to the little demon in the first place. That was of course when she chose to come back. He had put his phone away, Rudger wasn't going to save him from this. He wouldn't allow him to come back home... maybe he thought he was being good and allowing him to have a night of freedom. He didn't like it one bit... unless Rudger thought of him as a mind reader and for him to just know when he was able to go home. No deal had ever lasted this long. Unless Rudger was doing something that meant he wasn't allowed to go home. What did he know about Rudger's business anyways, he usually went out rather than allowing others into their home of that time. Once business was done and the place was completely dry that was when they moved on. Would he want that though? Shouldn't he want to stay though? She came carrying the VR gear as if it was a trophy. Should he even bother telling her that he had indeed found a game that he wished to play. Though it was Terasphere, it was an illegal game. She clearly played it, it wasn't there just because she wanted to look cool. No some people were like that with games, but Terrasphere was one game that one could never be like that with.He could have played it down, but he would have to create a new character if he did that. Then she would figure it out if she knew Camus-- though that could be a handful of people. He got around as Camus. He met people because he had to but he preferred the beasts of the world over the players. Shouldn't he be safe from spawning anywhere around her. Though the point of it would be then that he would curious as to who she was. As it was, he already was deeply curious of the factor.What if it was someone he was aware of. It wasn't like he didn't find that one group of people who he was always seeming to have to work with. What if she wasn't even a chick in the game. What if she was that bastard. Then what? 'Oh that would be interesting. I would still say bang her and go. Give her hell in the game maybe take your sweet time killing her.' He hated the fact that the little demon was sounding more and more appealing to him. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She was asking if he had found anything that interested him. She was babbling and saying how lame she was. He was so curious to see who she was in the game, but what if it was someone he hated. He could see the little demon at this point clearly fucking her in his line of view. The thing wasn't even taunting him vocally anymore but had gone back to showing him things too. It wasn't safe here at all, not as long as the little demon was around to fuck it up for up. 'I will take the wheel and you can watch. Fuck her! Fuck her real good!' He pushed the little demon away once more and finally offered her a small and shaky smile. "N...No... you're fine.. I mean yess you are.... I mean bloody fucking hell! I found something that we... well.. something I wanna play." Rudger needed to contact him right now before he went through with this. The phone was silence and he was forced to continue on. He cleared his throat and looked at her. "Terra... I mean I know what it is. I've played it a few times." More like every day for basically the last month . Then he had the best idea in the world. It was perfect and fool proof. He gave her a slightly lopsided smile. "Why don't we play that. It could be fun, like hide and seek probably. Since there is no chance that we actually logged off around the same time." Fuck he said the last part out loud. He played it off with a chuckle. "What do you say m'lady. Care to play with me?" Those words could be taken wrong and he flushed over at the sound of them.
She set the visor in her lap as she waited for him to answer. Still chewing on the inside of her lips, she did her best to look anywhere but directly at him. “What's the matter, Princess? Lost your nerve? Afraid of what the next step might be?” The tone the voice carried was almost mocking and it quite honestly had her wanting to cry. She managed to ignore it well enough for it to silence itself, though. It was a good thing, too, because at this point she was making a fool enough of herself without giving in to the hatefulness that came from the voice in her head. Damien seemed silent for a moment, almost lost in his own thoughts, before he answered her. She honestly didn't know what to make of it. Perhaps he didn't know of Terra and she had been worried for nothing on that part. Maybe he hadn't found anything to interest him at all. “That's what it is and you know it, Princess. Why would he be interested in anything you are. He's clearly only looking for one thing. And I had told you that already. Why not go ahead and give it to him?” She nearly lost her control and screamed out loud for the voice to shut up. It wouldn't be the first time she ever had, but she definitely didn't need to do so in front of him. She was fairly certain that he already saw her as weird; some sort of freak even. If not that, then with the fact of how they'd met, the way Pete had acted and how forward she had been to even invite him to her place...Oh, gods, the voice was right, wasn't it? He thought she was just some call girl, didn't he? Why wouldn't he? With the offer Pete had tried to make him, he probably thought the bastard was her pimp and she owed him for saving her from him. “Oh, Bre, you truly are a piece of work, aren't you?” It was her own voice that filled her head, this time, and she bit harder against the inside of her cheek. She tasted the blood that came along with the sharp pain that ran through her mouth, but she said nothing. Somehow she managed to keep the smile on her lips and her light-blue eyes gave away little of her emotions. She didn't know what to say if she had been able to form words at that point, but thankfully, he saved her from having to come up with any, as he began to speak. He was stumbling over his words again and the smile on her lips actually widened. He really was cute when he did that. It rather caused her to want to kiss him, just to see if he would shut up or if the shy-seeming stuttering would actually become worse. That would be rude of her, though, as well as she was fairly certain he wouldn't appreciate it. Besides, his words were rather confusing. Sure, they both had their little moments at the Dreamland Diner, kissing each other's cheeks and enjoying each other's company, but that didn't mean she needed to overstep her place or that he would appreciate any further bold advance; right? She wasn't even sure at this point what was going on. Had he just agreed that she was lame or was he stuttering over calling her 'fine' again. The confusion didn't help her mind as she turned her head for a moment, solely to hide the sudden flash of upset that she knew would have finally flashed through her eyes. There was only so much she could pretend to not let bother her, after all. She really did like him and wanted to be his friend, but she certainly didn't want him to feel obligated to stick around if he didn't want to. She wasn't able to say so, though. He was still speaking and she wouldn't interrupt. He had said he found something he wanted to play. What could it possibly be? She was curious and she tilted her head at him as he spoke. That was when the word left his lips; Terra. Just like that, she was looking back at him. The questions came pouring into her mind and out of her lips. It was like word vomit. She wasn't able to stop them. “You know Terra? You've played? Oh, I'm so glad to hear that. I was hoping...I mean I didn't want to say anything, obviously...Gah, mouth, slow down...It's like my favorite game, ever. I would be more than happy to play with you.” For a moment she froze, realizing suddenly how her words sounded, especially after his own, and she blushed, deeply, her head lowering as his words of hide and seek finally sank in, and she gave him a wide grin. “That sounds lovely. Should we set a time limit for ourselves? Will we be giving hints along the way?” She was genuinely excited as well as hoping he hadn't caught her words the same way she had.
Had he made a mistake in even bringing up Terra? Would he regret this. Though he had a way of explaining Camus should she realize that he was the player behind Camus. He didn't know who she was just yet, but he had to always be one step ahead. Now this might blow up in his face if she actually used her head to think about everything he had said. Hopefully, he would be able to find out who she was without her finding the same thing out for him. A game of a hide and seek perhaps, where he would win and she would lose. He would simply sneak around and not be noticed by her.. he would analyze from the shadows and nothing else would happen. Though what if she did figure it out, was he really prepared to tell her such a lie. 'You're afraid that you might get caught by her. This is why you should just fuck her and go on. You don't have to be in this situation, you didn't even have to open your mouth and tell her about Terra. Though you just couldn't stop yourself, could you? All she is good for is to fuck. She isn't your friend and much less anything more. So throw her down and shed her clothes off and then fuck her. Leave her there before she even has a clue what is going on take your ass back to the life of the little slave you are. This is your one chance at having balls and you're not even going to--' he shut the little demon up before it could get worse. Though he heard enough of what it had said though. Was he nothing more than the mere slave that it told him that he was? Was he really the type that screwed up his life so much that he couldn't even fuck a girl? No... what was he doing. He couldn't let the little demon win. He didn't have many friends, and she might actually be someone he could be friends with. So what if they had kissed! So what if he was attracted to her-- it didn't mean that anything had to happen. Even if it did happen, it wouldn't be the end of the world. Rudger would just have them move on to the next city and he would never have to see her again. So what was the harm in it all. Hanging out and playing hide and seek-- though one day she might find out his little secret with Camus... he couldn't hide it forever. She was happy, honestly happy though. Her word gush was enough to show that. She was speaking so fast, but he was being able to understand everything she was saying. It wasn't that hard to keep up. Would it really be that bad? It would be downright rude of him if he made up an excuse to get out of it now. He couldn't turn back, he had to go through with this now that he had brought Terra up. He smiled at her as he slightly played with the VR visor still in his hands. She was asking if they should set a time limit for themselves and asked if they would being giving hints. No. They didn't need to be hints.. hints lead to smart guesses and that lead to really bad things. Though he slightly blushed as he chewed upon his lip. "I don't see why not. Time limits and hints sound brilliant!" He hated himself, why didn't his mind and the words that left his lips match? So what if she found out he was the player behind Camus though.. he could just say that he was using Rudger's account-- because he couldn't use his own. Though that would lead to bad things. What if she asked more about why he was in the game? Or how long it had been? He could tell her every journey that Camus had gone on, he was Camus and the more he spoke she would figure out that he was lying. 'You got yourself in such a mess. There is always the fucking method and then leave her. Who knows maybe you'll move in a few days and she won't be able to find you.' He didn't want to listen to the little demon, but maybe that might be the only way out of this mess. No he couldn't give into it. "What would be a decent time limit?" He continued to chew upon his lip. "An hour, would that be too little or too much. I mean we could always use my phone going off... if Rudger ever messages me as the timer." His words slightly trembled as he said those words though. He bit into his lip hard as he put the gear on. "R...right should we begin. Oh and also should we allow for three hints during the time limit? Three is fair enough right?" He hoped that she hadn't caught how his voice had trembled when he spoke of Rudger that time around.
She smiled as she listened to him speak. Her hands had clasped around the visor she held as if ready to pull it on at any moment. She was excited for this and it showed. The slight blush that tinted his cheeks only caused her own to deepen and she tilted her head at him as she bit the inside of her cheek once more. His words seemed excitable, but his eyes didn't quite match the upbeat tone of his voice. Rather the reddish-brown of his hues seemed to have darkened with his thoughts. She was starting to wonder if she wasn't pushing a boundary somewhere. She hoped not. She didn't know how to tell either, though. Entertaining people was something she did on a stage, not in her own home. What if she was pushing some limit? What if that's why he had seemed so nervous most of the night? He had helped her out of kindness, sure, but what if that was all he had meant for it to be? Had she taken things too far by asking him here? Had she pushed too much by wanting to return his kindness by treating his injuries? Was she starting to seem like some sort of psycho by asking him to stay and spend time with her? What was she supposed to do in this situation? Was there even a right answer? “Sure there is, Princess. You should have just spread your legs and given him what he wanted. It would have been payment for his help with Pete and you would have probably enjoyed it too. I bet you he'd have you purring like a kitten. Maybe that's what he's thinking about. Can't you just see it now? He'll step back over here and push you against the couch. He won't even say anything. You'll spread your legs and his hands will start exploring.” She shoved the voice away. The images that it was bringing to her mind were too much. She felt as if her face were quite literally on fire. He was asking her about a decent time limit, the sound of his voice breaking her from her thoughts once more. “W-well.” Her thoughts had her legitimately shaken, but she hoped he would take it as a nervousness for their little game. “We don't want it to be too short of a time. I-I mean, Terra is a wide world. It could take...Take a while for one or both of us to figure it out.” She said as she seemed to ponder over the thought, for a moment. “How about three days? We could give one hint per day.” She said, as she bit against the inside of her cheek and looked up at him. “I mean, you play elsewhere, we both know that. I could give you my number before you go, so we can keep track with each other on when we're playing, and what the hint for the day will be, too.” She wasn't sure why she added the last part, but it seemed logical to her, and the possibility of having days to play and look for each other was exciting. It truly would be like a game of hide n seek or a scavenger hunt. He had spoken of Rudger again. She had noticed the way he trembled, when he did, also. He seemed so excited to play, but he also seemed nervous; almost scared. She had heard him mention Rudger to Pete. The guy seemed to have some sort of power over him. She was looking forward to this friendship and she was looking forward to gaming with him, especially to their game within a game. “Hey, Damien.” She said as she tilted her head at him. “I-I really want to do this, but if you...If you think you shouldn't...” She let her words trail off. She had so many questions she wanted to ask but wouldn't. “I mean...I don't...I don't know much about you and your story... But I-I don't want to be a burden or get you in trouble, somehow." Her words were genuine and one look into her clear blue eyes would show it. She was truly concerned for him and she would give up the moment of happiness if it meant seeing him smile and happy again, even if she didn't know why she felt that way. The little voice was silent in these moments, as she waited for a response. Her heartbeat felt as if it were pounding against her ears and she bit harder against her inner cheek; honestly worried that he might change his mind.
Three days, anything could happen within that time. Though that wasn't what scared him. In fact, the time limit was decent and would allow for so much to happen. What he wondered more about was Rudger. It wasn't so much the fact that if he was caught here that things would go downhill for both of them. No... it was the fact that Rudger still hadn't contacted him to come back home. The Devil that he had known for years... he didn't do things out of the kindness of his heart. Deals didn't take such a long time, usually his phone would have at least gotten a message by now. Had he done something when he had used Rudger's name against Pete? Was this all his fault? Were they going to be safe for their little game of hide and seek or would it be interrupted. He couldn't help but chew upon his lip slightly. He was ready for this to be over with. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy his time with her-- it was nice-- but it was borrowed time and it would end up running out sooner enough. He didn't need the little demon to tell him that Rudger would soon be tired of sucking from this city and move to the next one. More than likely this place will be far behind them and they might move across the country. Who knew they might even leave the US all together, he didn't even know how Rudger's mind nor his business worked at all. Though she had said that they could continue this by her giving him the little wonderful phone number that belonged to her. If that was the case then it wouldn't even matter if they moved at all. Though Rudger might punish him someway still. She was speaking again by this time, she was stating how she really wanted to do this... but she was saying how she didn't want to be a burden or trouble. He hated those words... burdens that was all he knew before. Yet, the thing was he didn't see her as a trouble or a burden. He would get in trouble regardless, she didn't understand that. Though he couldn't actually explain to her the situation. So he might end up looking like an ass because of his situation. 'Bang and go. That is all it should be. A trollop is only good for such a thing. She can't be your friend or someone you grow attached to. Especially not in the world you live in.' He was shaking his head, both to tell her his answer and to try to get the little demon out of his mind as well. "N...no. No. You aren't a burden, I promise. I.." she probably had plenty of questions. Though it was safer that she didn't know anything. Though she worked at a bar that was run by Rudger... that didn't spell good things. She might already be involved in things already. He didn't remove the visor from his vision at all, in fact he was going to go through with this. He was curious to see who she was in the game, but it also slightly scared him. Rudger, well he couldn't do anything about him. It wouldn't be the first time that he had spent time with someone and grew close to them then left without a word on some night and never looked back. Okay, so maybe he did look back-- but he knew he could never go back to whatever life he had made for himself in whatever place he had found the friend in. Virginia Beach would be like that one day as well. So might as well enjoy this when he could. He offered her a smile. "Promise. I think your idea of having it spread out on the course of three day is a brilliant idea. Three clues, one per a day. Should we have a certain time where the clue must be dropped or can we at any point in time tell each other the clue of the day." He had gone to finally remove the visor from his line of vision and went to go and finally bring his phone back into the picture. Still nothing, but he was slightly doubting it now. It was something he should worry about, but if they played for a little bit and Rudger still didn't message him, he would simply go back to the house to see if it was safe. If anything he could just sneak up to his room and quickly close the door, he doubted that there was men with guns guarding the entrance or anything. He half tossed half handed his phone to her. "Here, put your number in. That way I'll have it and we can start doing things." Even more so that he would have it if Rudger happened to contact him during the next couple of minutes. He bit into his lip a bit too roughly and he could taste the blood that began to fill his mouth. "A...also I suppose since you stated how you don't much bout me--- maybe I can give you three free questions. You can ask anything of me." This was a gamble... one that he might regret. Though he didn't know what made him offer her those questions-- but it was on the table now. He couldn't take it back.
She gave him a smile as he stumbled over his answer to her question. Even with the nervousness he still showed, hearing him speak that she wasn't a burden was actually comforting. It actually managed to help her to relax some, herself. “I'm...I'm glad to hear that.” She said as she turned the visor in her hands. She was still a little nervous about playing with him. What if he didn't like her character? What if it turned him against being her friend at all? “What's it really matter, Princess? It's not like he's trying to be your best friend here. He just wants to get on your good side so he can get between your thighs.” She shoved the voice away as she looked up at him, the smile still managing to stay on her face. She didn't want to believe the damned voice. Surely it was wrong. There had to be a point in her life where she could be allowed just one person to actually call a friend, right? She pushed the thoughts away as he continued to speak. So he liked her idea? That was good at least. She was glad. She had thought she might have been seeming to take too much control of the situation, in truth. She felt so awkward with trying to socialize. She wasn't certain of what was or wasn't correct or acceptable, but she was trying, and all she could do was hope she was doing well. She was asking her how they should do the clues for their little game, and she bit against the inside of her cheek, as she thought. “Well, today we can obviously just tell each other, but for the next two, a text should do, if we exchange numbers.” She tilted her head at him and she gave him a smile. "I will even let you choose your first hint. Any Simple question you want to ask, so long as it is not character name or last log out, etc. Nothing that will give it away right away.” She said, her smile widening, as her words quickened, some. She was becoming more excited, and it showed. She was looking forward to this and she couldn't help but wonder how well they might actually bond. As his phone was tossed to her, she caught it, easily, giving no second thought to it as she opened the screen and added her name and number to his contacts. Reaching the phone back out to him, she waited for him to take it, as she pondered over his next words. Three questions. He was going to give her three questions. “You could always ask him if he wants to...” She shut the voice down as it started, not wanting to hear the words it might have to say. “Well, if you're going to be so generous, I suppose I can be as well. I will give you the same opportunity.” She said as she thought over the possibilities of what she could ask him. There was so much she would like to know, but she also wanted to play as well as she didn't want to seem to push or rush things. She thought she knew a way to handle it, though. “However, I believe I will hold off on asking things. For now. We should play, while we can.” She hadn't forgotten the way he kept checking his phone and she couldn't help but feel that their time might be limited. She didn't want to lose the opportunity at all. “So, about that hint, if you wish to do things the way I suggested?” She asked as she beamed a smile at him. “I, personally, would be happy to know, simply, your race.” She said, as she pulled her visor over her eyes and waited to see what he would say.
How stupid could he be? What if she asked the wrong questions?! He would have to answer them no matter how personal they were. They weren't hints to their game within a game, no these were about him. He had allowed her to have three questions with no limits on what she could ask him. She could ask him to tell her all about things that could trigger other questions and he had to be more or less like an open book to her. He couldn't even take them back! Well he could, but that would go against some kind of code of honour that he needed to follow. Sure he could easily just play them off or even lie about them-- though it would probably eat him up. He could do countless things in character with Camus, it didn't bother him. Characters and games that didn't get to him, Camus wasn't the real him but an avatar in a game. Sure he had molded him and made him the person that he had, but he didn't have to house empathy or feel mourning for people he might kill in the game. He didn't have to house any sort of things there that he would in the real world. It wasn't like he was a murder here in the real world, but he could kill and not think a thing about it in a game. That was what games were for, they helped people to get the frustrations out upon the real world. Camus could hate everyone, he could play and manipulate people like puppets-- he got to think of an NPC that was killed as someone that had happened to come into Dreamland that day. He could see himself kill Rudger or his father countless times if he so wished to, he could make Camus as arrogant or evil as he wanted. One player character he really wanted to murder within that damned game was the one that had Galadion. Though he did provide entertainment for him, it helped him grow stronger. He had been given a goal and he would make sure the death of the King was well played out. Though that would be later down the road, he wanted to make sure no one even saw it coming. 'What happens when you change your mind and you don't see the guy as someone you want to murder. Maybe you just want to bang him too.' He hated the little demon more and more every time it opened its mouth. Though Ambreh wasn't asking questions. She wanted to play the game, she was excited about that in fact. Though she did say something that caught him off guard-- she had given him the ability to ask his own three questions as well. This could be dangerous. He smiled at her though "I shall also wait for them. It should be interesting to see what comes of this game of hide and seek of ours." He had already pocketed his phone after she had given back to him. He chewed upon his lip as he slipped on the visor once more. He was ready for this. "The hint system works." He had listened to the question that she wished to know for the hint. It was a simple enough question. Though he thought of the races that the game allowed a player to chose from. Human was the most common, there was no getting around such a thing. Then everything else was low populations, of course they took into consideration the numbers of NPCs for each race. Players and NPCs after all could live in harmony if they so wished to. There were kingdoms and cities after all where all could live if they so wished. Among the other races there were Cainis, Faerin, Felis and Yladian. He had chosen Yladian among the races, why in the hell he had decided to be a god forsaken elf in the game he wouldn't ever understand. Now if Terrasphere had been like other fantasy based games he would have went with a demon or a vampire, but they hadn't given that option and he slightly did hate it. People might take it and run with it, he sure would have-- but then again who knew why he might have done. He had continued to chew upon his lip. Giving her a race wouldn't make her guess it was him right away, though fake hints could have made this game rather interesting too. "Yladian, that is the race of my character. Now the same hint falls back upon you. What would your race be?" The game was vast and it would be rare that she would be able to guess his character right on the first day. "How about we also add a little more f...fun in on this and say winner gets something. Wonder who will be able to guess first." Was it really a good thing for him to be playing this, it could mean players choice. He sat back ready for what might come. So maybe he was a little more excited for this than he should be.
