Blood mansion (lets bring this back!)

Dan
I respect her, not going to touch her but sit at the foot of her bed. "You didn't do anything though, Aishe."

Aishe: I sigh. "How many times did you tell me to stop?"

Dan
"Technically none," i chuckle. "You stopped yourself."

Aishe: I curl up some more. "Technically," I repeat, mocking him a little.

Dan
I smile. "Yes, techniqually i didn't say it once. A simple little reminder was all, and you stopped."

Aishe: I groan. "Stop it, Dan. Just...just stop it."

Dan
I watch her quietly. "What's 'it'?"

Aishe: I sigh. "I don't know. Talking. Trying to make me feel better..."

Dan
"I'm just answering your question," i say simply, eying her neutrally.

Aishe: I take a deep breath and sit up. "Where's my bottle?"

Dan
I offer her the bottle of wine again. "Do you want me to go?" I ask softly.

Aishe: I shake my head, taking a sip. "No. We only get so many hours together, I..."

Dan
I nod and lean back against her bedpost, still on the opposite side of her bed. I wait patiently for her to continue.

Aishe: I shake my head, smirking at him. "I'm not finishing my sentence."

Dan
I narrow my eyes with a smile. "That secret, huh? It must be good."

Aishe: I laugh. "Yes. It's a very good secret I'm not willing to share with you just yet. Are we doing anything today?"

Dan
"Whatever you wish," i say again, smiling. "At some point you're going to have more then just booze though."

Aishe: I take another small sip. "Not today. Or this week, for that matter. I need to build up the resistance it took you so little time to dismantle."

Dan
I frown at the proposition, feel a small prick of concern for her. "You know i'm not going to stand for that," i murmur. "Practice makes perfect, in my opinion."

Aishe: I roll my eyes, letting out a frustrated breath. "And what are you going to do about it?"

Dan
"Hurt myself again, like last time." I frown. "Not that you'll even have to drink from me directly. I can bleed into a glass for you." There, compromise.

to bed! good night~

kay.

Aishe: I look away. "You're not going to hurt yourself, even if I have to restrain you."

Dan
"You're not going to starve yourself, even if i have to get creative about it," i say, ignoring her order from last night.

Aishe: "I'm not starving myself," I whisper, taking another sip of the bottle.