lucetilogs | Let's have a drink

Zelman didn't exactly have much choice when it came to clothes. Yes, he had his fair share, more than enough to be precise (apparently Luceti didn't want them to run around naked, something that the redhead didn't necessarily mind), but they weren't the kind of clothes that he usually wore. He was after all a stylish boy who liked to have his own clothes. These clothes were too simple.

Alas, he had no choice. Picking up a black tank top that had already been modified for his new wings, he quickly pulled it on, satisfied that at least it did fit properly, hugging his lean form. The dark shirt made his pale skin stand out, complimenting his red hair and eyes. Lastly he pulled on a pair of black pants as well and a pair shoes.

The thought of his full black ensemble made him smirk. Ah, for once he looked the part of a vampire, at least according to the silly human beliefs. Running his hand through his damp red hair, he stepped outside intend on finding Riza.

To be honest, he did not know what to think about the woman. She was a risk-taker for certain, if only she knew how dangerous he could really be.

Fortunately for her, he was also a very smart boy. She had helped him and even if he could be a bastard at times, a part of him wanted to repay her somehow, besides you did not turn against the one person that was useful for the time being.

Spotting the object of his thoughts, he smiled warmly at her, deep red eyes seeming to darken only the slightest bit in delight as he took in her form. There was definitely an ethereal quality of him, one that was not hard to miss, perhaps it was that predatory grace that came so naturally.

"You look rather lovely," he commented coming to stand in front of the woman.

She smiled at Zelman as he entered. "You look good too. Black suits you." She said. She had no idea just how dangerous he could be. She knew what it was like to be without anything upon first arrival, so she had decided to be nice this time. It was easy to tell that she was still a soldier, the way that she held herself, head up, back straight. It was a hard habit to break.

As for being a risk-taker, it was another part of being in the military. She was used to taking risks when she had to, but then again, she wasn't used to vampires. They didn't exist in her world.

He couldn't help but chuckle at her compliment. "Hmmm...it does, doesn't it?" He was being playful again, something that was very easy for the redhead. However all of his teasing aside, that didn't change the fact of how quickly he had analyzed her. Her posture alone was something that caught his attention. She was confident and she knew how to carry herself, something that was rather appealing. He detested weakness and females often were the weaker ones. This female though seemed different.

"So shall we go?" he asked, lips curling in a small lazy smile.

"Yes, it does." She said with a nod. She didn't bother with the gun tonight, she didn't think that she would need it and she still hadn't trained any since her vision loss. She headed for the door, smiling again.

"I really have no idea where this place is, so we'll just have to find it on our own."

He followed her at a leisurely pace, hands comfortably in his pockets. "It doesn't matter. It's all about exploring and having fun tonight," he finished with a chuckle. "I intend to enjoy tonight as much as possible and you're being dragged along of course." He almost resembled a child in a candy store at the moment.

"Oh? I'm being dragged along? You make it sound like I didn't agree to going with you." She smiled at Zelman again. She had agreed to go with him, so she really wasn't being dragged anywhere right now.

"Hey, I was only teasing," Zelman shot back. "Hmmm...so how well can you hold your liquor?" There was suddenly a very devious light in his eyes as he shot the woman next to him a enigmatic look. However just as quickly as the look came it was gone, replaced by a small smirk.

She smirked herself now. "I can hold it better than most women. I went through the Amestris Military Academy, and the guys that I trained with knew how to throw a party. I had to learn to keep up or ship off."

"Excellent, then you wouldn't mind a drinking game?" His steps were silent even when he practically skipped after the last question that he asked.

There was really no indication on his face of anything other than amusement, but those who knew him well enough, knew to be wary of that look. Zelman did have a rather twisted sense of humor at times. You never knew what the redhead was thinking. However fortunately when it came to the woman next to him, Zelman still wanted to repay her for her kindness.

"Oh? What kind of game?" She asked. She was probably going to regret this. She had no idea just how well Zelman could handle his liquor. She could hold her own against other soldiers, but she hadn't even meet a vampire before, so she had no idea just how he would be able to hold out against him. At least she was going to have fun. She hadn't been out drinking in a while.

"It's rather easy, one of use will mention something like, I've never kissed a boy or something and whichever of us that has done this will have to take a shot..." It was a silly game, but it would be fun. Of course there was that little detail that it was almost impossible for him to get drunk. He tapped his lips thoughtfully as he glanced at the woman at his side. "So are you in?"

"Sure. I'm in." She didn't like turning down a challenge. After all, she was one of the few female officers in the Amestris military. And it seemed like a simple game. "It seems easy enough. We'll also get to learn a little bit about each other." She smiled at him again, pulling a stray lock of blond hair out of her face.

He couldn't help but chuckle when she gave him her consent. This could be quite fun indeed. There wasn't much that he didn't mind sharing, so he had no problem with the game. "Yes, it's the least we can do, seeing that we'll be sharing a house for a while."

"You're welcome to stay as long as you want." She said, looking at him before looking around. "I'm not sure just where this place is..." She didn't recognize the part of town that they were in, but she was sure that it had to be around here somewhere.

"Hmmm...I might stay a while longer, besides it's nice to have a roommate," he admonished with a smile of his own. When she glanced away, he took the time to study her for a bit, before he too looked away, red gaze taking in his surroundings. He recognized a few of the shops, having had already explored the town, but that didn't mean that he knew where the bar was.

Of course there were other ways to find out. Tilting his head slightly to the sky, he tried to pick up the scent of alcohol. He could pick of different scents, from the feminine scent of the woman next to him, to the rank and sour scent of sour milk strewn across the sidewalk a few feet away, he could smell them all, until he finally picked up on the warm scent of seemed like alcohol.

"This way," he murmured, motioning for the woman to follow her. As he moved in the direction that he guessed that the bar was, he couldn't help but be pleased that Luceti had allowed him to keep his enhanced senses after all.

"It's up to you. And it is nice having a roommate." She said with a smile as she followed close by him. She really wished that she had her full vision back, so that she could take a closer look at the vampire she was following, but she didn't. She just continued to follow a little bit behind him, hoping that he was able to figure out where the bar was.

"Hmmm...I can be a handful," he murmured as he winked at her. When they got to what seemed a rather crowded street, he didn't hesitate to grasp her hand in his, pulling her closer to his form as he maneuvered them through the crowd of people.

"I'm sure I can handle it." She said as she was pulled closer to him, maneuvering as she was led. She couldn't see a good part of the crowd since she was half blind. Zelman didn't know what she had dealt with while in Amestris, after all, trying to get Colonel Roy Mustang to do his paperwork was a tricky job.

Confident wasn't she? He wondered how confident she would be when he chose to take her blood? It would be such a beautiful sight to see her all flushed as she experienced the pleasure of his bite. He smirked.

"Hmmm...we'll see. I do not always play nice." Pushing their way through a crowd, they finally stopped in front of a small establishment.

"And we're here..."

Confidence was all a part of being a soldier and a sniper. As for when he chose to bite? She'd wait and find that out herself. After all, she had no idea what was going to happen when they really got drinking.

"No one ever plays nice all the time." She said, looking up into his eyes for a moment before pushing the door open and looking around before spotting a couple of open barstools and motioning for him to follow.

"Ah, really?" he challenged as he followed her. This woman was turning out to be very entertaining. The way she seemed unaffected by his words and the way she carried herself was so unlike the women that he usually hang out with. Then again the women that he had hang out with at home, were just to satisfy his hunger and lust. Riza on the other hand, well she might be a challenge.

Grinning like an idiot, he walked passed her, shoulders brushing against hers as he reached the bar. "I will be looking forward to when you decide not to play nice," he whispered softly in her ear, before he took a seat on one of the barstools.

"Most of the time when I decide not to play nice I've got a rifle in my hand." She said with a slight smirk as she sat down. This was going to be an interesting relationship. Zelman wasn't like the soldiers back home and she felt like she could talk more openly with him. She kept so much hidden in Amestris, but she wasn't there anymore.

"Question is now, what to drink."

"Perfect, bullets don't exactly hurt me," he commented laughing softly. There she goes again, keeping up with his every step.

"Hmmm...something strong. Do they have scotch or at least something that resembles it?" Putting both of his hands on the counter, he pushed himself forward as he tried to get a look at some of the bottles on display. Everything looked so primitive and to be honest he had no idea what the bottles contained.

"I'm not sure just what they have here. I've never been here before." She watched Zelman lean in to look at what was in the bottles. "We could always ask someone else here." She offered with a slight shrug. As for bullets not hurting him...she'd deal with that later, that is, if she had to. She had a feeling she didn't want to get in a fight with Zelman Clock.

Only one thing could hurt him and that was silver. It wasn't deadly though, not unless you pierced his heart with a silver sword or hacked his head off. Silver bullets on the other hand would probably sting like a bitch.

"We probably should, unless we end up drinking piss from a bottle." The redheaded vampire made a face as he said this. He made a mental note to take a sniff from whatever they were served, before drinking it.

"I'd rather stay away from that." Riza said, looking around the bar for a moment. She didn't spot anyone she knew, but then again, she didn't know very many people.

Understanding that it was probably up to him to find them something to drink, he stood up. Glancing at his right, he caught sight of a young woman who seemed to work in the bar.

"Yo, can you get us something to drink, something strong enough...," he paused then, deep red eyes meeting the girl's brown ones.

"I would really appreciate it." This time a small tentative smirk crossed his face and his voice lowered quite a bit. As expected the girl blushed and quickly scrambled to get the something to drink.

Riza covered a small laugh as she watched the girl run off to get them something to drink. "It seems you've got quite an effect on girls." She said. Well he was rather good looking and she had no idea what kind of powers he possessed as a vampire.

He inclined his head to the side, one eye sliding shut, before quickly opening again as he playfully winked at the blond woman next to him. "Hmmm...what can I say I enjoy these innocent games." The grin he offered her was both teasing and strangely darkly alluring. While his powers might be great, it was the sheer seductiveness and sensuality that the vampire could exude that was rather dangerous if one was not careful.

Zelman would be the first to admit that he enjoyed flirting, he found the game appealing, but most of all he found the delicious reward that could come of it the most satisfying. The vampire had not qualms about admitting that he enjoyed sex.

"Innocent games?" She smiled at him again, noticing that a faint blush had crept into her cheeks at his smile. She was about to say something more when the girl brought a couple of bottles to them.

"Somehow, I don't think that some of the games you play are all that innocent."

The healthy pink that dusted her cheeks did not escape his notice, not even how faint it was. Even though it meant that he somehow affected this woman, to him that pink, that redness, was the sign of healthy, fresh blood. Almost unconsciously his red eyes narrowed almost imperceptible while his gaze traced the delicate curve of her neck. Blood, fresh warm blood, hid below that pale and tantalizing flesh.

What would she taste like? Sweet, warm...

He was suddenly reminded that it's been a few days since he fed and something in him tightened. Unlike most vampires he didn't have to feed too often, in fact he could go weeks without needing to drink to blood...but he probably enjoyed the taste of that carmine liquid far too much.

Fortunately for him, his thoughts were cut short when the girl appeared once again with two bottles. Using this as a distraction, he turned away from Riza and instead offered the other girl a small smile. Even if the interaction was brief, for the girl (after blushing even more) left, it was enough to give him time to compose himself. By the time he turned to regard the woman at his side, he was completely in control once again.

"Hmmm...you're probably quite right in certain aspects." The chuckle that followed this statement was low and languid, almost like he was enjoying it far too much.

"Than again being not so innocent can be rather fun," he all but purred.

Riza just shook her head again as she looked at Zelman as the drinks arrived. "It all depends on the games that you're playing." She said, watching the other girl leave, the faint blush still on her own cheeks. She motioned to the bottles. "So shall we drink?" She said with the same smile as she tilted her head to the side just a little bit.

"Ah, that's very true, but the games I play are always so enjoyable." He was trying to behave, but really the subject at hand was one that he couldn't just let slide so easily.

"Besides aren't you curious about these games..." The way he phrased his question, sounded almost promising, but he didn't elaborate any further, instead he reached for one of the bottles and took a small sniff from the content.

"Well, it smells good enough." Without another word, he brought the bottle to his lips and took a sip.

"I am curious about the games you play." Riza said, taking the other bottle and opening it up. "Cheers." She said with a smile before taking a drink.

"So tell me about the games that you play." Riza said, looking over at him.

Oh, he hadn't been expecting this. He would have expected her to just shrug her shoulders, not to actually want to know what he meant. Putting the bottle down, he finally turned to look at her, deep red eyes seeming suddenly brighter than usual.

"What do you know about vampires?" For once he was going to be blunt.

Let's have a drink

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