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[alwayskayaking]

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[alwayskayaking]

Tim takes another sip from his own glass. Delaying his response as, truthfully, he knows there's a part of him that would still be happy if every vampire and supernatural creatures would just drop dead.

"People do tend to get off on that sense of danger. I wish I could even say I'm surprised to hear that they paid for you to bite them."

[sixfeetofdirt]

Astarion chuckles.

"Truth be told, there's an element of that even back home. It was just a surprise to see it right out on the street. Regardless, that was just a first impression. I've been able to make a life for myself here that simply wasn't possible at home."

[alwayskayaking]

"Yeah? I always worry admitting that I have no interest in leaving to a submissive. I know things for me are typically much easier than anyone with a mark on their throat."

[sixfeetofdirt]

"I said what I said, darling." Two centuries of torture and sexual slavery. "This city would have to be infinitely worse than it is to even be equal to what came before."

[alwayskayaking]

"Well, then how about we drink to that?" He holds out his wine glass so Astarion can clink it if he wishes. "Screw our old lives and cheers to our new lease on life."

[sixfeetofdirt]

"'Life' is a bridge too far, perhaps, but - certainly a new lease on something," Astarion chuckles, and touches his glass to Tim's. "Cheers."

[alwayskayaking]

"New lease on new experiences?" He offers as a replacement before saying cheers and taking a sip of his own drink.

[sixfeetofdirt]

"To new experiences," Astarion agrees. "For one thing, is this the first evening out you've had with a vampire?"

[alwayskayaking]

"Not... exactly the first." The wince Tim gives before his answer probably gives away that it wasn't exactly a good evening out.

[sixfeetofdirt]

"I see," Astarion murmurs. "The first which won't be ending poorly, then?"

[alwayskayaking]

"Yeah, I think this one should hopefully end well." He says with a slightly easier smile than it started this evening. "Although... that may still depend on one thing."

[sixfeetofdirt]

"Oh?" He sips his wine. "Well - don't keep me in suspense, darling."

[alwayskayaking]

"It all now depends on how well you can dance."

[sixfeetofdirt]

Astarion giggles.

"Oh? I don't think you'll have any complaints."

Do we want to RP them dancing or fade to black here? I'm good either way!

[alwayskayaking]

"I'll be the final judge of that." He downs his drink and stands. Holding out his hand for Astarion to take if he wants to.

[sixfeetofdirt]

[ [FTB works for me! Thanks for the lovely thread ♥] ]

[alwayskayaking]

[Then they'll heave a lovely night out with more drinks and dancing! Can't wait for the next thread together with these two!]