To say that Dr. Michael Morbius, the Living Vampire, considered himself cursed was putting it mildly. He had had an awful lot of rotten luck and had mostly given up on love after the last time Martine 'died.' Yes, he had shoved her backwards into a stake that Spider-Man was holding and saw her turn to dust, but that had somehow never stopped her from returning before. She had been the love of his life until a vampire turned her and everything about her changed.
She blamed him.
He blamed him.
And these days that made him give up on even casual dating. He knew what he saw in the mirror and what he saw before he lost his color, nose, and his eyes started to glow. Still, Dr. Quinzel was nice, from what he had heard. Crazy, but charming. What harm was dinner if he had no expectations?
True to his word, he arrived about twenty minutes later at the appointed location. He didn't get out of a car, no. Michael floated down from the sky; he had glided from his temporary lodgings. Dressed in a suit of all things, black with a red shirt that was only buttoned up to the top four buttons. As soon as he landed, he gave a sweeping bow, in true Hammer Horror fashion. "Good evening, Dr. Quinzel, I hope I did not keep you waiting long." The Grecian-accented tone spoke up while he gave his little bow.
Sunglasses on, not just to hide the glow, but as the sun was still not fully set, it hurt his eyes a little. "Shall we?"
[ The returned smile made him feel a little better. He's very used to people recoiling around him if they didn't know him well or from before the accident. ]
Sadly, not really, unless you count werewolves. Cliche as it might be, I am good friends with a true werewolf. Though a stray near where I stay seems rather fond of me for some reason. I theorize due to not being a true vampire, I can not control animals nor seem to repulse them.
[ He sees that smile drop, and hears the hushed whisper just fine, but still he leans in and replies low. ]
Yes, but they rarely come into the city. Full moons are their only bad nights. Don't fear it; it is not likely you will cross paths with one unless you meet my friend Jack somehow, and he is a good fellow, I assure you.
[ Yeah, probably a good idea not to tell her about the Monstermetropolis under the city he helped found.]
I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend you or your friends it's just a little bit strange and scary to suddenly learn that everything you thought was just in horror movies is real.
Do not worry, you have not offended me. I know how strange it can be. I, too, believed in none of this before my accident. I was a man of science; it would have been rather strange to, don't you think?
[ Standing he offered the clawed hand her way. ]
Come, if you still wish. Let's take your mind off that and let you see the best view of the city.
Of course. [ A promising tone offered. Moving his arms around her to hold her against him. Slowly lifting them up just about two inches, hovering off the ground. ] Please do let me know if you get scared and want down.
[It feels weird, having her arms around a stranger who also happens to be a vampire and when he slowly lifts them up she squeaks in surprise and clutches tighter.]
Oh my god oh my god!
[She is scared but that's just in the moment and because it's new and she forces herself to not demand to be let down and eventually the fear passes.]
Okay....ooookay. [She breathes and then smiles at him.] Okay, maybe a little higher?
[ He doesn't seem phased at all, but touching strangers becomes something you get used to with his condition. He even managed a light chuckle when she clutched tighter. The arms around her not moving at all. ]
Alright, here we go. [ This time he lifted them about three feet off the ground, moving through the air as if they weighed nothing to hover over the bench just to give her a little more security while she adjusted.]
[ Despite the hollow bones that come with what he is, the squeezing doesn't bother him. He's grinning again, slowly lifting them higher to give her time to say no if he doesn't want to go too high. ]
I am glad you are enjoying it. I don't get to share this with many. Would you like to go faster? Higher? Ladies choice.
I must admit, it is one of the few highlights of what I have become.
[ The wind was starting to pick up just a little, but it didn't do much besides ruffle clothes and hair as they hovered over the treeline. ]
Rush hour traffic is no longer an issue. [ He teased lightly.] Alright, want me to lower us back or glide a bit over the trees? Whatever you want. We will do.
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