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@wintertouched || a closed starter for raen and øyvindullr.
though he wasn't going to admit it out loud, even he was a bit impressed with how far new haven had gone to make sure every species that found themselves living stuck there was comfortable. rising out of the salt water lake, which really was a marvel, he began to wrap a towel around himself since he was in public and, according to some of the people around the group home that complained when he walked around naked, modesty was best and errant smirk began to form on the usually crabby merman's lips as he saw him approaching.
again, he wouldn't dare to claim he had made any friends here in new haven but out of everyone he had bumped into so far øyvindullr was certainly the most tolerable. he respected the other; considered him an equal. gods forbid, he might even go as far as admitting he liked having the other around.
"ᚨᚱᛖ ᚤᛟᚢ ᚠᛟᛚᛚᛟᚹᛁᚾᚷ ᛗᛖ?*" he questioned, his tone teasing as he finished tying the towel around his waist with a knot. "can you not... sleep?" raen added on as he turned to face the other fully.
"let... me guess..." stepping forward, his eyes dropped to look the other over as that smirk managed to linger on his features. "ᚤᛟᚢ ᚨᚱᛖ ᛟᚢᛏ ᛚᛟᛟᚴᛁᚾᚷ ᚠᛟᚱ ᚨᚾ ᛟᛗᛖᚷᚨ ᛏᛟ ᛒᚢᚱᚤ ᚤᛟᚢᚱ ᚴᚾᛟᛏ ᛁᚾᛏᛟ ᚠᛟᚱ ᛏᚺᛖ ᚾᛁᚷᚺᛏ ᚨᚾᛞ ᚤᛖᛏ ᚤᛟᚢ ᚠᛟᚢᚾᛞ ᛗᛖ. ᛁ ᚨᛗ ᚾᛟ ᛟᛗᛖᚷᚨ.**" though that wasn't him saying no.
according to rumors despite how often dirty they were, and outdated they were, people spent all hours of the day and night at diners because the food still managed to be good; incredible, even, if you were drunk. mind you-- he wasn't there for the food. on occasion he could find a snack for himself at a diner but, really, the ones in new haven had became an infrequent haunt of his at night. he didn't want to spend every single night of his life here drinking-- shocking, i know-- and aside from the bars and the park, there wasn't much for a vampire like him to do at night.
he needed to get one of those damned daylight rings.
sitting at the long stretch of a bar-top, watching the cook clean the grill top to keep himself busy, the vampire lazily turned on the stool and leaned back against the edge of the countertop as he heard the sound of the diner's door opening. finally. something to distract himself with. "well, that is what i'm known for," he answered with a sigh and the hint of a smirk as he looked up at øyvindullr. "just like you're known for smelling like a marina." he teased. "why, you offering? couldn't find an omega in the bars wanting to spend the night dock-side so you had to come out here?" he taunted.
@fangsnfair; for elgin to bite off more that he can chew from øyvindullr.
the merman had entered one of his regular diners, one that opened till late, for a little late night supper. the place was usually empty, or near empty by those hours, just the occasional regular and/or half-drunks that had the decency to not get kicked out. curiously, on this cloudy night, he eyed someone that very obviously did not belong.
now øyvind was certain vampires did not belong in diners or restaurants, at least typical ones that didn't serve up blood. a little bit hypocritical of him since he enjoyed the taste of human flesh, certainly something you would not easily find in a typical diner or restaurant either unless you counted the customers. as such, people like elgin had no real business being here, he surprised the other wasn't told to leave by the owners. "what are you doing here. looking for someone to suck off?" his tone was not hostile, but rather suggestive. it was a reasonable assumption, elgin didn't need food, so there must have been a reason for him to actually be here. whether he meant for blood or something else entirely. well that was up to interpretation wasn't it?