Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 24, 2013 22:33:26 GMT -5
The night was beautiful, and sin was in the air. Tyr entered the bar with no hidden agendas, no plan, and with every intent to enjoy himself. The crowd seemed thicker than he had expected, and the hybrid nearly had to shove his way through to the bar. Figures, it was strip night and crowd was attractive enough, drawing predators like flies to a rotting pile of dung.
One overeager man in his twenties was pulled into the men's restroom by one seductive succubus, even as a small pack of vampires led a group of naive women from the bar. Likely, they would never be seen again, but the world would keep turning, and the bar would stay in business.
Tyr shook his head, clearing it of such thoughts. "...I'm new here." was the last snippets of a small conversation between a waiter and some complaining woman. The hybrid nearly laughed as he looked around for a place to settle in. This could be an interesting night, with such a crowd.
Last Edit: Feb 24, 2013 22:37:07 GMT -5 by Tyrant Creed
Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 25, 2013 0:26:50 GMT -5
"Near the ladies..." Tyr echoed, turning his head slightly in the direction of the area indicated. A wolfish smile slowly grew on the hybrid's face, a wolf among sheep indeed. "That would be wonderful." he told the male waiter, sitting down at the table he was brought to and flashing a smile at the waiter.
When he was asked if he would prefer being served by a female instead, Tyr chuckled slightly. "I'm sure I would just eat up any single one of the lovely ladies of your fine establishment." The hybrid ran one hand through his ebony hair and sighed. "But I think I would prefer a handsome waiter such as yourself," leaning back, Tyr looked the male up and down, eyes lingering briefly on his white hair.
"So, did you dye your hair like that, or is it natural?" The hybrid asked. Even among his own diverse kind, rarely had Tyr come across someone with naturally white hair.
Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 25, 2013 3:17:33 GMT -5
Lost in thought? Tyr mused to himself, watching the male waiter. His hair was an oddity, yes, and the color of his eyes were also quite strange. The hybrid watched him closely, thanking the gods that their situations were not reversed. The male seemed as if he were just going through the motions. How boring and dull, the hybrid thought. He could never stand such a life.
A creature of action, the hybrid needed to constantly busy himself with something, which is why, even though he was supposed to be relaxing, Tyr found himself analyzing this random, inconsequential waiter.
Life. Chuckling to himself, the hybrid turned his thoughts back outwards, noticing that the waiter had spoken. "Natural? How odd. And what of your eyes? They too are an unusual color, yes?"
In this lighting, it was hard to be sure, and so Tyr squinted slightly in an attempt to see them better. What a curious creature, this. "Do you suppose your parents had similar features, or do you think them a birth defect, perhaps?"
Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 25, 2013 4:18:29 GMT -5
Tyr smiled. "Ah, but you look much more pretty with them. Without them... Why, you might begin to look boring, even ordinary." That was intended as a compliment. Of sorts.
"Ah, so your mother was this beautiful as well, then?" The hybrid tapped his chin and chuckled. "I would have liked to meet a woman of such charms." Indeed, Tyr would have. A woman with such hair, such eyes, such skin... The hybrid imagined she would be quite pleasing to the eye.
The waiter referred to his mother and father in past tense, Tyr noted. Interesting. So, they were deceased... "Your parents... How did they die?" The hybrid asked. "I noticed that you refer to them in the past tense, as if such is no longer the case..."
An interesting creature, this waiter. Tyr was begining to believe that he might not even be human. Yes... The perfection of his skin, hair, and overall pleasantness of his features... How angelic. Why, if the male had sprouted wings just that moment, Tyr would not have been surprised. His azure orbs flickered briefly at that amusing notion.
Post by Tyrant Creed on Feb 25, 2013 5:13:02 GMT -5
Tyr attempted to assume a sympathetic expression, but on his proud face, it only seemed mocking. Surely, the hybrid could relate. Many, if they knew his true nature, would see him as an abomination of the highest perversion imaginable.
"I am sorry to hear such a thing. My parents went through a similar ordeal. Though they lived, so I cannot truly relate, though I am possessed of some empathy." The hybrid chuckled.
Running one hand through his hair, Tyr slapped the table. "I had almost completely forgotten! I have yet to order anything." The hybrid rubbed the side of his face. This male was interesting, and Tyr had found himself relaxing some. "I would like..." The hybrid could not quite decide so he merely said "Something with lemon, if you will. Surprise me."
Flashing that trademark grin of his, like father like son, Tyr spoke once more. "When you return, we can continue this conversation, perhaps."
