Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 2:20:11 PM)
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Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 2:23:06 PM)
*she follows him easily catching up as she is faster than him ((:P)) her footfalls heavy next to him and a bit behind* you are clearly troubled by something... somthing about me... *she couild tell who the body language was directed towards*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 2:28:01 PM)
Renzo would not turn back to look at her as they approached the door of his home. The warm Thursday night was illuminated in the pale glow of a full moon. He didn't need to fish out his keys as the his front door was left unlocked and ajar. "I never bother locking it." He offered, clearly sidestepping her comment. "You should try it sometime darling, back in New York I could get at least two or three meals a year from the practice. I'm just devestated to say I've only had one such guest during my time in this city of excess." And he would pass the threshold into his home, leaving the door swung wide. It would after all have been rude to shut Mary out.

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 2:29:02 PM)
"After all most thieves come well prepared and I know how much you just adore a challenge."

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 2:32:46 PM)
*she walks in after him her eyes staying on him very confused and curious* i do adore a challenge... *sighs* i adore challangeing people even more... *one hand reaches out and lightly touches his arm* Renzo.. what is bothering you?

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 2:40:22 PM)
Renzo wasn't fast, at least compared to Mary's dextrous nature but that didn't stop him from attemping to slap her hand away. Her touch, even if it could be called a light carress of concern, was enough for him to turn on her. His beast was there, lurking beneath the surface. His chocolate brown eyes met hers and he stepped forward. Menacing her with his size wasn't an option but it wasn't intimidation he sought, it was a release to the confusion that he was struggling with. An unspoken uncertainty. "What happened last night?" He practically snarled, fangs gleaming in the dim light. The only illumination would be the full moon through the open front door.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 2:44:03 PM)
*she blinks and pulls her hand away taking a step back but not to far from him as her eyes meet his and she stares at him with worry and a little confusion and she shakes her head* i do not know fully myeslf.. i just heard.. felt... but more heard a disturbance of some kind on the network.. i worry that it might be the elder we are hunting... or maybe im just going more insane..

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 2:47:36 PM)
Renzo looked briefly relieved but still he pressed on with another question. He stepped forward again. Was he backing her up against the wall? Corralling her as one might do with livestock. He took another step forward. "This next part is very important darling Mary. Are you absolutely sure it was not the dead speaking through you?"

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 2:52:09 PM)
*she backs up to the wall still staring at him and nods slowly* i am sure it was the network.. *frowns some* and i dont think anything was trying to speak through me at all.. more like speaking to me.. hundreds of voices all speaking to me at once.. i couldnt understand them... then again i never seem to understand much on the network.. yet

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 2:58:04 PM)
What had been almost imperceptable tension faded from Renzo's features. It was now noticable how much concern he had been carrying. There was his old jovial self there again. A smile touched the corners of his lips and he reached up to carefully push aside a lock of Mary's vibrant red hair, tucking it with consideration behind her ear. "That's a good girl. No talking to the dead for you!" And he kissed the very tip of her perky little nose. The flush of blood that kept up his appearances of humanity made his breath seem warm against her cheeks as he spoke. Renzo looked into her eyes, his gaze flickering between her face and the curve of her neck. "What's it feel like...the voices in your head?"

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 3:01:57 PM)
*she looks very relieved as the tension leaves his eyesand she even nuzzles hid hand lightlly when he brushes her hair aside. smiles at him her eyes meeting his as she answers* its hard to discribe.. its like never being alone.. like being more intouch and further away from everything all at once *sighs* tho. words dont really come close

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 3:05:58 PM)
"And..." Renzo pressed his palm against her cheek as she nuzzled his hand. His fingertips traced the contour of her jaw and she felt his touch drift lower. Upon her neck she felt his hand rest. There was no pressure but his fingers curled about her throat with a surprising tenderness. Renzo watched the way her pale skin went pliant against his vampiric potence. Thoughts of the wellspring of knowledge and madness that could possibly lurk beneath her flesh made the next question sound almost wonderous. "The madness, it's in your blood?"

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 3:09:46 PM)
*she nods to his questio* yes madness is carried in our blood.. *she studys his expression intently torn between curiosity worry and something else a little less easy to read* most consider it a desiese...... the madness..

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 3:17:58 PM)
When Mary confirmed the seat of this unique experience Renzo's faint grin would turn into a full fledged smile. His fingers tightened about her throat just a touch. He clearly wasn't looking to harm her or even intimidate her. He just seemed to be enjoying the feel of her skin under his fingers. She felt his free hand come to rest on her hip before his arm slid around her waist. All of this was done with a slow almost sensual care. He was taking his time. "Most do not see the world the way I do, Mary." He whispers, leaning a little closer. "It's a place of tastes and scents. Of soft touches and beautiful sights. We feel more keenly than any creature on this planet. It is more than our blessing to live eternally, it is our duty to take from life what we never got while we lived." A soft chime of laughter. "The irony of that is so..." He licks his lips. "Fitting. Only in death can we see what our lives failed to give us. Oh! Look at me. I'm talking like a poet now. I hope you don't mind. I'll blame those Toread

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 3:18:48 PM)
"I'll blame those Toreador if you like. They make such pretty words don't they?"

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 3:23:55 PM)
*she rae as she listens to him and oddly leans on his hand lightly as it presses against her throat finding it a rather pleasant feeling* your right.. most of the world.. or even our kind do not think like you do.. *worrys only for a moment as she feels herself completly in his grip not something she is used to tho she doesnt pull away instead she just leans on him some*

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 3:29:47 PM)
i havent known many torridors personaly.. you seem to have more of a connection with the arts... ive allways been more of an action person than a looking person

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 3:31:47 PM)
"Ah my Bloody Mary. I do so hope you know that it is not my thinking that I find so intriguing. But yours. What thoughts: what disasterous, murderous, sweet succulent thoughts reside in that madness. What do you feel." And he leaned so close that when he spoke those last words she felt his lips against her cheek. There was a kiss upon the corner of her mouth but it was not her lips he wanted, though he had no doubt they were soft and welcoming. He wanted to feel her insanity, to experience it. He wanted to see the world through the lense of her madness, if only once. How could Renzo be true to his nature otherwise? This Giovanni could not go on without that particular understanding and if he had to get it through her blood it would be all the sweeter. When she mentioned the Toreador he responded. "I like a little of both. A look here, an action here. Whatever suits my fancy at the time." Another kiss on her jaw this time, then another on the curve of her neck. She felt of the brush of his fangs against her fl

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 3:32:26 PM)
She felt the brush of his fangs against her flesh. She knew what he wanted.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 3:39:35 PM)
*she eatches his movements with facination and slowly wraps her arms around him as his kisses move to her neck and she gasps slightly as she feels his fangs* ive heard rumor that your family has a very painful bite.. *she oddly doesnt seem to be to worried about this.. infact she is smileing slightly at the idea of actualy worthy pain* i would not deny you a taste of madness..

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 3:46:52 PM)
"Yes." He whispers against her throat. "It's positively agonizing." She feels him smile and his arms tighten about her to hold her taut against his body as his lips close at her neck. Mary would feel the tearing burn as his fangs sunk deep into her skin. It would be preternaturally painful, the Giovanni Kiss living up to its horrible name. As Renzo felt the first taste of her blood against his tongue she would feel a shudder of ecstasy in his shoulders as he held her. His mouth worked the wound, tongue dancing over the two small wounds as her vitae flowed across his lips. He drank deeply of her. He wasn't about to miss this opportunity by being timid or shy: not that Renzo really ever was. His fingers kneaded her skin as he swallowed hungrily, taking her blood into him.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 3:52:57 PM)
*she gasps and shudders as she first feels the pain surge into her then hald screams half moans from the rush of pain and adrenaline her arms griping him tightly against her half to keep herslef from struggeling like her body wants her to do... as well as the insatiable hunger he would feel from her crazy he would alos hear for the first moments the rushing noise of the network flodding his head.. starting like a whisper frustratingly close and building to a roar of thousands of voices*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 4:01:01 PM)
Renzo had planned on getting just a taste. But the mindless madness that consumed him now as Mary's blood burned hot in his veins was too much. He wanted more. No, he -needed- more. He groaned with desire to be overflowing with a full belly. Mary's madness was briefly his and the world was a heady rush of flavors and hunger. His hands let her go. Renzo knew he should stop but he didn't want to. The ecstasy of the kiss combined with this new experience of insanity was too much for even his formidable willpower. He wrenched his lips from her throat, blood trickling down his chin as he whispered. "Stop..." His nostrils flared with the scent of her blood all around him. "Stop me..." And he was back to feasting on her wound as his hands wandered across her body, feeling her figure as he basked in her madness. His fingers rubbed along her soft feminine curves adding a tactile dimension to the tastes and the scents.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 4:06:34 PM)
*she felt him taking more than enough from her and for one frightening moment almost lets him take way too much.. then when he pulls back the moment and she can see the insanity flooding into his gaze she braces as she moves back in and begins to drink more and she turns and pushes back against him with a warning growl.... tho the growl sounds a bit playfull as well.as she works her arms around him to restrain him as best she can*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 4:11:24 PM)
Renzo would attempt to return to her sweet throat. His eyes were glazed over and he was lost in the sensations. Perhaps if he were more focused he could have subdued her with brute force but the ecstasy of the kiss left him disoriented. With all of his strength he managed to push away from Mary. The growl she offered was almost appealing. He wanted to test her wrath if only to return to her bossom where he might drink more of her delicious offering. "I want you. I want food...I want...I want..." He was incoherant with desire. Renzo began stumbling down the hall towards the kitchen. Somewhere in the back of his broken sanity he remembered keeping mortal dishes on hand for his guests. "They're mine, all mine." He mumbled to himself, licking Mary's blood from his lips.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 4:16:03 PM)
*she looks relieved as he is atleast off her neck for the moment.. she watches his reaction to the madness with intrest as she follows him down the hall* welcome to my world my friend.. *she cant help but smile as she watches him for the first time truely.. fully desire soemthing.. beyond the physical pleasure.. watching him understand what it is to need something so much it takes over your soul*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 4:26:39 PM)
He could feel the throbbing of his own pulse. It beat with furious passion. The blood was burning in his veins. He spent it as if it were the last drops he'd ever have. As the vitae was subconciously directed to confused muscles he began moving with more grace. When he reached the kitchen he blinked. Unsure of how exactly he got from the door to where he now stood. "I'm listening." He said to the voices in his head. "What? No silly." Renzo said to no one at all. He looked at Mary with a brief flicker of lucidity. "It's so...overwhelming." Laughter now. He giggled and there was a flash of hunger again, sparked by the sight of where his lips had been upon Mary's wound. Though he had burned enough blood to make himself quite the opponent, Renzo was equally incapacitated by the voices and the intoxication. Mary had years to overcome these primal urges, it wasn't like Renzo was going to master them in one evening. So the vampire resorted to his old tactics: charm and polite tradition. "Oh Mary. You look just simpl

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 4:28:06 PM)
"Oh Mary you look just simply beautiful. Red is -so- your color. Come here and give your dear friend Renzo a hug." The deception in his voice was obvious, he didn't have the presence of mind to disguise his motives.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 4:33:28 PM)
*she smirks at his words* yes it can be very overwhelming.. atfirst.. *she steps towards him but not close enough that he can easily grab her and she focuses on his eyes and she smiles sweetly at him* Renzo my dear.. please just calm down and focus on me... *her words creep into his mind and it feels like a warm caress and suddinly he feels calmer his hunger a bit less and his emotion brought down to a manage able level so he can focus again.. she reaches out and lightly brushes his cheek with her hand* empty flatery will get you nowhere anyway ((02/17/11 21:30:57 Dr. Mary Hazzard rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 5 to demen 1 : 4, 5, 7, 5, 9, 4 : 4 successes))

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 4:41:15 PM)
Mary's honeyed voice was strangely soothing. It peirced through the voices and something about her words calmed the hungry passion in his mind. The need to gorge himself on blood and then burn it in one miraculous display of carelessness was all but gone. Renzo put his back to the wall opposite the entry way of the kitchen and slid down to a sitting position. He blinked as if comming out of a daze. "Mary. Your world must be so wanton." He licked his lips again, tasting her upon them and clearly savoring the flavor. "The self control you must command, I would applaud you but I don't think I can move quiet yet. Do forgive me, I'm being a terrible host." Laughter, though this time it sounded more like Renzo's typical chuckle rather than the insane giggling earlier.

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 4:42:00 PM)
Renzo's head lolled to the side to look Mary over. "Honey I think something has bit you!" He grins.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 4:45:12 PM)
*she smiles at him then sits down next to him leaning against the wall and puts one arm around him* its amazing what a mind can ajust to in time.. when i was first embraced i killed a family of 4 before i could stop myself.. *looks at him with a happy smiles now he seems to be more his old self and she wipes a bit of her blood from her now healed neck* seems i have.. *grins at him and winks* was quite the interesting bite too i must say..

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 4:47:54 PM)
Renzo nods emphatically. "Oh yes it is quite the treat." He turns his head as if trying to listen to voices which were just a mere jumble of whispers now. "Four you say. My my Mary, aren't you a thirsty girl. You should watch your figure." And he pokes her stomach jokingly. Renzo leaned against her as she puts an arm around himand closed his eyes to try to make out the sounds of her insanity. "You can understand what they say sometimes. Like last night?" He asks thoughtfully.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 4:51:20 PM)
*she smiles as he leans on her and chuckles as he teases then puts on her best hurt face* are you saying im fat? *cant help but chuckle tho as she watches him try and focus on the voices* when they want you to understand then you can understand them.... with practice tho a malkavian can understand all of them.. *sighs* one day i will understand

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 4:53:22 PM)
"Would you tell me what they said last night? Share a bit of gossip with me. Just between two vampires who have tasted everything the other has to offer." He opened his eyes and looked at her. "You know...you're the first vampire I've had the undeniable pleasure of drinking from since my dear sire. And grandmother always was so stingy about her blood."

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Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 6:31:36 PM)
(trying to remember what they were talking about)

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 6:35:16 PM)
((he was sitting against the wall with ehr next to him with her arm around him and he was trying to understand the madness lol))

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 6:35:29 PM)
Renzo was slumped against the wall beside Mary, recovering from his recent bout with her insanity. The experience was altogether draining though his vague smile told that he did not regret the decision. "The blood of our kind is so powerful. I can see why those moors in the middle east got so hideously addicted. A tragedy really." Renzo mentions as an aside before asking a question that had more seriousness in his tone. "Now that we've both had our fill of each other would it be to terribly crass of me to ask what it was you heard last evening? I do so wish to know."

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 6:40:11 PM)
*she smiles slightly and leans her head on his sholder a little tired herself from the blood he took* addiction is usualy tragic.. *sighs as she ponders his question and frowns slightly looking rather dissapointed in her self for a moment* i dont really know what i heard last night.. i heard so many voices all at once i couldnt focus on all of them.. like all of them were trying to tell me something.... or to warn me.. but they were all talking so fast i couldnt make out what they were saying... im hoping to talk to my friend Elyse.. she is the primogen of my clan.. perhaps she will be able to make sense of it further... *smiles and looks at him* i will let you know what i find out

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 6:44:52 PM)
Renzo found himself surprised by how much the sharing of Mary's blood made him want to console her when she frowned with disappointment He put an arm around her shoulders and sat with her. He nodded his head as she told him she would share what she discovers. That was good enough for Renzo. His head turned to the side as he heard a voice. "Did you hear that?" Of course there would be nothing there, merely the residual effects of drinking from Mary.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 6:51:08 PM)
*she smiles at him as he puts an arm around her and leans on him some* you take to madness beautifuly Renzo *she had never shared her blood with another vampire.. she seemed pleased that he seemed so worthy of it.. so able to handel the madness and noise in his head* you will get used to the resitual noises

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 6:51:50 PM)
((residual even))

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 6:53:08 PM)
"Perhaps it does, though I think I find it pleasing in small doses. It is such a rich experience." Laughter as he gives her a squeeze. "Well now I look positively discheveled. I should go get cleaned up. I've got Mary all over my clothes." He winked before looking down at the spatters of her blood that had no doubt dripped from his lips during his madness.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 6:54:56 PM)
*she chuckles and looks him up and down taking in the blood splateres and crinkled cloths* i kinda like the messy dangerous look on you *chuckles then wipes a bit of her blood from her neck* im a bit of a mess too.. *smirks* not that i mind

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:00:44 PM)
"Oh yeah? Does it make me look fabulous and sexy? A vampire of poise and danger?" He jokes, giving her a come hither smile. "Do make yourself at home while I freshen up, so to speak."

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:02:12 PM)
(I have to go afk for about 15 min if you have to jet no worries.)

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:02:19 PM)
(but I'll be back)

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 7:02:35 PM)
*she laughs* oh yes.. it makes you look super fabulous sexy *smirks at him as he goes to freshen up* ((ill be here))

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 7:05:44 PM)
*while he is freshening up she heads to a bathroom herslef and washes the blood from her neck then makes herself comfortable in the den sitting on the love seat and looking through a random book*

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 7:14:26 PM)
((brb restarting the glichy chat))

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Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 7:15:46 PM)
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Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:15:52 PM)
(wb)

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 7:15:56 PM)
((ty))

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:21:00 PM)
Mary would hear the shower running for about ten minutes as she reads. Shortly after the water is shut off she would hear him approach. Renzo returned from the bathroom wearing nothing more than a robe of delicate egyptian cotton. He had no plans on going out again that evening so he had chosen to lounge about in the softest attire he could imagine. Renzo's sense of propriety would endear him to a polite apology even though Mary knew him enough to realize it was just for show. "Do forgive my wardrobe, I simply adore the feel of middle eastern fabrics. Even if those Assamites are rather obnoxious and sneaky I do adore their choice of linens." Then his eyes widen with surprise at his lack of hospitality. "Oh and I didn't even offer you one! Shame on me, would you care for a robe and a shower?"

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:22:24 PM)
"Though I suspect one of my spares might be a touch short for you. But I'll be the perfect gentleman no matter how much of those soft legs you show off." A playful smile as he sunk down into the wicker chair and looked his guest over.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 7:25:18 PM)
*she smiles and looks up from the book at him then sets the book aside* your so formal.. all the time *smirks at him* doesnt that get tireing sometimes? you know you dont have to pretend to be anything but the beast you are around me.. *she ponders the idea of spending the evening in a robe and a strange expression of worry crosses her face as she ponders a shower anywhere that isnt home... a strange fear to have.. but its clearly there* i wouldnt want to impose on you.. *chuckles*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:31:58 PM)
"I am a formal person by nature, darling. It is just who I am. Part of being dangerously sexy remember?" A joke, mostly. He crossed one leg over the other and reached out to pluck a book of matches from the glass coffee table. There was a strike and a flare of fire. Renzo turned his head to avoid the glare of the flame before igniting the wicks of the candleabra. "There we are, a touch more light." Then his attention turned back to Mary and he smiled, a soft chuckle touching his lips. "Impose? Mary I tell you this in the utmost candor so please do try to grasp the seriousness of what I say." He licked his lips to give his next words ample weight, the silence of the sitting room creeping into the air between them. "There are but two people still living with whom I have shared the ecstasy of my kiss. You are one of them." He takes a breath if only to capture her scent of apples and blood.

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:33:17 PM)
"Of course with you I must use the term living loosely." A jest and a smile if merely to cover up the vulnerable position he found himself in.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 7:38:00 PM)
*she watches him light the candels and an odd smile creeps onto her lips at some odd thought in her head as she watches the fire a moment.. its hard to imagin what that thought could be but she blinks and the expression is gone as she looks back to him and listens to his words.. she glances down then back to his eyes and its clear that she would blush if she had a pulse* i am honored to have had that pleasure *smiles at him* i.. *she shifts nervously a moment as if actualy embarased about something* i just have trouble using other peoples showers.... its a stupid fear really when i think about it logicaly.. i just never shower unless it is my own... its an odd habbit ive had since i was a kid.. *looks down.. it seems a strange thing to be so emotional about really* stupid i know

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:43:10 PM)
"We all carry fears and desires from our past my blood Mary, do not let it embarrass you. I find nothing amiss with your reluctance to enjoy a shower. After all isn't it such a trivial thing? Let us speak of it no more if it would return your face to the pleasant and ferocious animal I know lurks beneath." Then he folded his hands in his lap. "I would like you to meet the other person with whom I reserve my utmost trust. Her name is Chiara Giovanni and she is of singular importance to me."

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:44:27 PM)
"Perhaps you have seen her in passing, at my haunt in the French Quarter I do believe." Renzo offers thoughtfully, reaching up to tap one of his fangs in consideration.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 7:48:25 PM)
*she smiles looking a little relieved at the change in topic but looks rather surprised at his mention of meeting Chiara and she blinks a few times* i would be happy to meet her.. *tho she seems rather nervous of the idea she looks pleased about it as well* must be nice having true family to introduce your friends to.. *odd sentiment really* i fear i would have to kill my sire if i ever saw him again.. *Sighs*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 7:57:40 PM)
Renzo tilts his head curiously to Mary at her nervousness, not unlike the look a confused canine gives to an object of his attention. "You are somewhat more than a friend, Mary. Though I think the affinity I have for your company carries no name of which to call it. So for lack of a better title..." His voice drifts off and he addresses the disheartening sigh at the mention of her sire. "Why don't we go find him together? I dare say the two of us would make overcoming him an amusing task, don't you think?"

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 8:03:19 PM)
*she smiles at him studying his eyes for a few moments before she shrugs* i wouldnt even know where to start.. i have nothing but memories of him.. and no way to know if he is alive or dead.. or where he would be.. i hardly even have a first name.. Malachi... he came in and out of my life in less that a week.. *frowns* untill a few months ago i had no idea i wasnt alone in the city.. *smiles at him tho* if i ever do get a hint as to where he his tho.. or anything about him you will be the first i come to.. i could think of noone i would rather hunt such a beast with

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 8:05:56 PM)
Renzo smile. "Then we'll call it a date. One I do so look forward to. In the mean time and by your leave, would you be terribly offended if I took it upon myself to try and discover the whereabouts of this distasteful creature?"

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 8:06:00 PM)
(smiles rather)

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 8:08:11 PM)
*rae at that offer and smiles looking a little surprised* i cant imagin why you would do such a kind thing.. i would be more than happy to have your assistance in that.. *her eyes stay on his as they talk*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 8:14:59 PM)
Renzo appeared pleased with himself that he might be able to illicit such surprise. Though he felt like explaining himself, if only to see her reaction. He would not shy away from her gaze, meeting her attention fully. His focus was almost uncanny thanks to his preternatural awareness. "I can think of two very fine reasons to do so. First, I find myself endeared to you; perhaps due to my newfound understanding or appreciation for the way you taste." He meant that quite literally by the tone in his voice. "Secondly, I can't imagine anything much more thrilling than hunting a vampire, can you? Up until now I can't say I've had a riveting enough excuse to get past that droll fellow of a prince. But a sire who left his childe to fend for herself like some discarded pup?" He shakes his head with disapproval, even making a 'tsk tsk' noise with his lips. Renzo's skin was flushed both from the warm shower and from the life that coursed through his veins courtesy of his Malkavian companion.

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 8:24:24 PM)
*she listens to him in silence looking rather surprised at the idea that anyone could find a monster such as her endearing.. she smiles tho at the thought and at the idea of his joy for the hunt itself.. she understands that more than anything reaching one long arm out and lightly resting her hand on his* the idea of hunting another vampire is thrilling.. and a little frightening *smiles.. seems the fear is half the fun for her tho she still seems a bit worried by just the idea* i will be hunting down an elder of my family soon with some of my brothers and sisters... i may not survive.. *Sighs* none of us seem prepared enough to guard against her mind games.. *she ponders tha a moment silently before smileing at him again* if i do survive it will be good practice for hunting down my "sire" *the sarcasm in her vpice is obvious in even using the term to discrive her creator*

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 8:38:33 PM)
Renzo would welcome her touch. A vampire of his sensuality enjoyed any kind of familiar contact. He would caress her fingers and occasionally give her hand a squeeze as they talked. Despite the gravity of Mary's situation in hunting this mentalist of an elder, the Giovanni merely gave her an understanding nod. He wasn't about to try to dissuade her. "I know how important a challenging hunt is for you darling. I'm sure you'll be simply spectacular." A reassuring smile. "I'm not very good at mind games or I'd be all about having a little fun with you. As it is my skills lie mostly with giving a big middle finger those dirty Tremere and unsavory necromancers." He laughed at some memory that drifted into his thoughts. "As for the hunt itself, well it should be frightening. If it wasn't the whole ordeal wouldn't be nearly exciting enough. After all when there's nothing to risk what is the point?"

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 8:39:41 PM)
(hey something came up irl, I gotta jet. Catch you another time?)

Dr. Mary Hazzard (Feb 17, 2011 8:40:06 PM)
((yup ill be around tomoro for sure *hugs* was much fun))

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 8:40:19 PM)
(Yup I enjoyed it, thanks for the rp, talk to you laters!)

Renzo Giovanni (Feb 17, 2011 8:40:21 PM)
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