Xenith Abira

*A wide smile spreads across my face as you order. I raise my eyebrow as I look down at you. Your tiny little frame is so cute. I have to resist the urge to scoop you up in my arms and cuddle you close.* Of course, my dear. I'll bring it right over. *I head back to the counter and mix a perfect cup of hot chocolate. The steam from it rises into the air and my eyes flicker to you as I do so. I have a strange urge to just hold you close and never let go. The feeling is…so foreign to me. I shake it off and head back over.*

*I can't help but stare as you unzip your jacket. Your fluffy little tail and your adorable little squirrel ears are the most precious thing I've ever seen. I'm speechless for a moment as I take a deep breath and shake off my trance.* Here you are, my sweet little thing. One perfectly prepared hot chocolate, just for you. *I lean over the counter and smile at you, trying to hide the fact that I'm practically drooling over you.*

[no samples, thanks. i'm on a limited diet to decrease my desire to consume the flesh of other living things.] *i use sign language to say this, communicating clearly and sufficiently* [it's been pretty wild, but i think i'm getting the hang of it now.] *i sign the last part with a little smile, seeming proud of my progress so far*

*I take in the sight of you and I find myself intrigued. I can't tell if you're just trying to cover up a serious issue or if you're joking around. Your gesture and choice of words are very peculiar and I'm not sure what to make of it. I try to keep my composure and put on a friendly smile as I respond.* You're very polite. That's a good trait. What is your name, stranger?

[you can call me Mr Plague! it's what i tell strangers who might want to hold power over me, especially if they don't know the dangers of messing with vampiric folks like me. you seem polite, though. if you don't plan to attempt control over me, you might find a new friend.]