Bingo, bingo! Entirely proud for hitting the nail on the head, she couldn’t help but smirk widely from behind her coffee cup.
Demon blood? So demons existed too?
… Of course! Why wouldn’t they if vampires do?
In her inner mind she nodded with affirmation. Whole horizons of possibilities and wonderment were suddenly opening up: All that went bump in the night was revealing itself.
When he asked his next question, her eyes lit up. She stopped midway from taking another sip to answer. “Oh! My art science project. We’re supposed to make a working model, or sculpture, based around a particular theme. I believe most are opting for something based on the solar system, but I, personally, am going to try something different.”
"After all, a model of a solar system.. no matter the solar system…" She trailed as she turned around and began walking backwards. With a shrug accompanied by a dismissive wave of her hand, she finished, "Is fifth grade stuff."
She took another sip before continuing her enthusiastic spiel. “Just so overdone. Not to mention, all these guys, they think like engineers!” And was that the truth! It was hard not to roll her eyes.
"Can’t grasp the concept of an art science project at all.”
"So what I’m thinking about doing is something based around the heart. A drum, specifically designed to resound and light up in sync with someone’s heartbeat when they place their hands on the metal plates. I saw one once at a science museum."
"I guess it wouldn’t work for you. Would it work for you? Can we try?" Her entire face seemed to light up at the idea and she was so distracted by her thoughts on the project that she didn’t notice that she’d just wasted her turn.
The pale man smiled softly, a gentle hum stirring in his chest. He nearly laughed at her taunting and degrading of her fellow classmates ideas, but he held back simply because she was on such a roll with her yammering.
She was quite the clever girl, he could tell, and he was already looking forward to pressing his fingers deep into her soul and prying apart her ticks and mannerisms, digging into the thick of her being. As per the usual, with most humans with half a brain at least, she was extremely interesting. Jay had the softest spot for anyone he found even remotely curious, and so far this young lady had struck him hard.
It was actually, in truth, hardly a waste of a turn at all, as he was sincerely going to humor her. He thought it was a pretty damn good question, at any rate. He took his hand, previous upturned in a gesture and ran it through his hair, fluffing it up a little in case it was starting to get a bit straight and flat. He liked it sort of fluffed up, for whatever reason, halfway between bedhead and properly combed out.
"Well, normally no. I’m sort of dead, after all. Or something of that nature." He stressed the word normally, pausing to give her a chance to lean in, get curious and excited for what the exception could be. He loved it when someone gave him any particular sense of attention, so naturally he would milk any sort of excitement someone had for him.
With a wink, he continued, “I’d love to give it a shot. You see, I have a particular soul of another being inside of me. It’s got a sort of… pulsey feeling thing to it. I have no idea if it’ll work or not, but hell it’d be cool if it did.”
For the moment though, he couldn’t quite think up a question of his own…probably because he was much too engaged in their current conversation to be thinking about much else. Honestly, he wouldn’t mind dropping the “game” entirely to go see this little project of hers.