Black0ut
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An Unlikely Meeting
Black0ut as Blue
Smallelvenprince as Ophelia
Blue awoke with a start, having fallen asleep after coming home from fight club arena. She sighed and went to the refrigerator that could hold countless food due to it’s properties. Upon opening it, Blue noticed that it was empty and proceeded to groan. “Really guys? Can’t actually go get groceries can you?” Blue grumbled, as she shut the refrigerator and walked to the door, glancing back to see if any of her surrogate family were behind her. Upon confirming no one was there, Blue left the safe house and headed for the Monster district for some well deserved groceries.
She saw a peculiar looking, pale, redheaded woman in the district. Had they met somewhere before? Maybe, maybe not. The woman had a few bags of groceries, seeming to be headed home.
Blue made her mind up and approached the familiar woman. “U-um, hi… have we met before?” Blue asked in a quiet voice, as her shyness got the better of her.
“I don’t believe we have.” She said simply, “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know. It’s just like I’ve seen you somewhere.” Blue responded, then put her hand out in a friendly gesture, “How rude of me, I haven’t even introduced myself. My name’s Blue.”
“Ophelia.” The woman responded in turn, shaking Blue’s hand.
“Did we meet at the Arena? You look like you could handle yourself in a fight…” Blue said, as she looked Ophelia up and down, sizing her up.
“Arena?” Ophelia asked with a tilt of the head, not knowing there was one.
“It’s an underground fighting club that’s prestigious enough that most officials turn a blind eye on things that could happen there, like mutilation, death, and a couple other things.” Blue explained, as she remembered what she had set out to do. “Um… I know you just finished shopping, but would you mind coming with me while I fill out my list?”
“Alright.” Ophelia nodded, “I don’t have to be back at my residence for about another few hours, so I have time.”
“So… I know the unspoken rule ‘don’t ask what I am, under pain of death’ blabla, but I’m curious. So, I guess my question is, would you mind telling me?” Blue asked eagerly, a small smile on her face, as they started to walk back to the shopping district.
“Vampire, a resurrected one.” Ophelia said simply.
“Angel-turned-Godling. I really just hate how people don’t interact like they used to. Too many people are too stuffy and stick to their own circles too often. It’s nice to meet a random stranger and just talk to them.” Blue rambled, a carefree smile on her face, as they arrived at the aforementioned grocery store.
Ophelia simply nodded along, her expression only slightly lightening from neutral to content.
“Y’know, the guys I’m taking care of, they are so whiny. They always are dark and brooding, like someone kicked their cat. Men are so weird, I swear. Never really content with just relaxing or having a great time, they just… I don’t know have ulterior motives for things. But, hey maybe that’s just my stress talking.” Blue continued to ramble, as she began to feel happy about the whole ordeal of meeting Ophelia, “Anyways, I’ve been blabbing for awhile, how about you? What’s your opinion on things?”
“Depends on the thing being discussed, but as for the men you’re taking care of, it may be good to talk to them about things such as that. Maybe that will help some with understanding why they’re the way they are. Works on my husband, so I don’t see why it won’t work on them.” Ophelia said, “Maybe they have something to get off their chest, you never know.”
Blue paused as she grabbed a cart. “I never did think about that. I guess, I’ll try that later. Thanks, Ophelia.” She then pushed the cart into the store, going as slowly as possible to continue her conversation and not seem rude.
Ophelia simply followed, “No problem, Blue.”
“Well, I got a question for you… no. I think I got a better Idea. Why don’t we turn this into a game, so we can get to know each other better? Like you ask me anything, and once I answer you, I ask a question. What do you think, Ophelia? Is that cool with you?” Blue asked, as she grabbed a few items off a nearby shelf, and placed them in the cart.
“Sounds fun, how about you start?” Ophelia said.
“Ok… um… what’s it like being a vampire?” Blue asked curiously, as she grabbed a can of beans.
“Well, there is a lot of speculation about you that isn’t true… like the things about garlic and sunlight. We just burn a lot easier, and while it's possible to be allergic to garlic, it’s not our one weakness or anything.” Ophelia started, “And it gets really rough during the blood moon… especially if you haven’t fed in a while.” She added, then asking “What’s it like being a Godling?”
“Well, I can’t really fight anyone, and a God, or Goddess takes over your body whenever they want. We get props and praise for being Gods, or Goddesses, when in reality, we’re more akin to being vessels that endure eternal pain from the various transformations we go through. Although, it works well if you’re trying to get a drink from a guy at a bar.” Blue explained, “ Um… Do you have that allure thing that vampires supposedly have, or is that fake?”
“It’s not a spell or anything, vampires just have a natural allure that most other beings can’t pick up on… well, they vaguely do, but can’t exactly put their finger on it.” Ophelia explained, “Hmm… do you like any of the men you stay with~?”
“Two of them are pretty cute, and I wouldn’t mind dating them. But they’re more focused on business to see that I’m interested in them.” Blue replied glumly, letting out a deep sigh.
“Alright, how subtle are the hints? Because there is such a thing as too subtle when it comes to these things.” Ophelia inquired.
“Well, Remember the Tall, Dark and Brooding type? That describes one of them, and trying to ask him out is like trying to tell a human Gods exist. It’ll take awhile...” Blue complained, as she leaned on the cart. “And the other one is… well, a bit too forward. Anyway, I’m trying to let one simmer down before trying to talk to him, and again, trying to make the other open up a little, so I can talk to him one on one. But, I digress. Um… what cup size are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Last I checked I was an E cup.” She said this rather bluntly, looking down at her rather, ample chest. “How ‘bout you?”
Blue paused, turning over to confirm Ophelia’s statement. “No way! I totally thought you were more of a D cup. Damn. Makes my C cup status kinda miniscule in comparison.” Blue looked down at her own decently sized chest. Looking back up, Blue shrugged and asked, “ Well… Seeing as we’ve kinda reached that point, does your guy please you... in bed?”
Ophelia gave a suggestive grin and nodded, leaving no words in place. “So, which of your two suitors would you rather be in bed with?”
Blue blushed, as she put her index fingers together, “Well...um… I’m still a virgin… haven’t thought that far ahead…”
“Well, nothing’s stopping you really.” Ophelia shrugged.
“Well, I did say I was an Angel… we don’t really talk about sex very often, but then again, you’re no Angel. Still, I just want to find a nice guy who’s interested in me, for me, rather than having a guy interested in my body. So… Um… How'd you get to be so confident?” Blue said quietly, as she pulled up to the checkout counter.
“I’m not really sure, I’ve just… kinda always been that way I think.” Ophelia said unsurely, some of her memory having faded from her resurrection by Mortis’s hand. It was mostly older memories though, but then again who doesn’t forget stuff like that now and again?
“I slightly envy you. Being brave is easy, but confidence is hard. I've never been truly confident in myself, so…” Blue said glumly, as she shrugged. “Your turn.”
“Who put you down because I will fight them.”
“Then you'd have to fight me, as no one put me down. I just don't have much confidence in myself. It's been that way for a long time now. What is it like to be resurrected?” Blue asked, trying to change the subject.
“It’s… quite an experience, you get dragged to some otherworldly plane for a bit after you die, go to one of three places, and then get pulled right back when brought back to life.” Ophelia summed it up, “Also, I won’t fight you, but if you’d like I can help you with some of the confidence issues if you’d like me to.” She offered.
Blue smiled, “I'd like that, Ophelia. Where should we meet, though?”
“Wherever I guess, I know this town like the back of my hand by now, so I can find wherever you name.”
“Well, why not here? It's a decent enough place and the first place we visited together sounds like a nice place, at least sentimentally.” Blue asked as they reached the cashier.
“Hmm… I like that idea.” Ophelia smiled.
Blue put down a couple pieces of gold, and, with a simple flick of her wrist, the groceries began to float as the two walked out. “Then it's decided!” Blue declared, then added more timidly, “What day should we meet up?”
“Any day is fine with me, so up to you.”
“How about the day after tomorrow?” Blue asked, as she made her way to the secret route that she took to lose pursuers and return home.
“Sounds good to me.” Ophelia responded.
“Take care, Ophelia. Stay safe, ok?” Blue said quietly, as she began to walk down the aforementioned route.
Black0ut as Blue
Smallelvenprince as Ophelia
Blue awoke with a start, having fallen asleep after coming home from fight club arena. She sighed and went to the refrigerator that could hold countless food due to it’s properties. Upon opening it, Blue noticed that it was empty and proceeded to groan. “Really guys? Can’t actually go get groceries can you?” Blue grumbled, as she shut the refrigerator and walked to the door, glancing back to see if any of her surrogate family were behind her. Upon confirming no one was there, Blue left the safe house and headed for the Monster district for some well deserved groceries.
She saw a peculiar looking, pale, redheaded woman in the district. Had they met somewhere before? Maybe, maybe not. The woman had a few bags of groceries, seeming to be headed home.
Blue made her mind up and approached the familiar woman. “U-um, hi… have we met before?” Blue asked in a quiet voice, as her shyness got the better of her.
“I don’t believe we have.” She said simply, “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know. It’s just like I’ve seen you somewhere.” Blue responded, then put her hand out in a friendly gesture, “How rude of me, I haven’t even introduced myself. My name’s Blue.”
“Ophelia.” The woman responded in turn, shaking Blue’s hand.
“Did we meet at the Arena? You look like you could handle yourself in a fight…” Blue said, as she looked Ophelia up and down, sizing her up.
“Arena?” Ophelia asked with a tilt of the head, not knowing there was one.
“It’s an underground fighting club that’s prestigious enough that most officials turn a blind eye on things that could happen there, like mutilation, death, and a couple other things.” Blue explained, as she remembered what she had set out to do. “Um… I know you just finished shopping, but would you mind coming with me while I fill out my list?”
“Alright.” Ophelia nodded, “I don’t have to be back at my residence for about another few hours, so I have time.”
“So… I know the unspoken rule ‘don’t ask what I am, under pain of death’ blabla, but I’m curious. So, I guess my question is, would you mind telling me?” Blue asked eagerly, a small smile on her face, as they started to walk back to the shopping district.
“Vampire, a resurrected one.” Ophelia said simply.
“Angel-turned-Godling. I really just hate how people don’t interact like they used to. Too many people are too stuffy and stick to their own circles too often. It’s nice to meet a random stranger and just talk to them.” Blue rambled, a carefree smile on her face, as they arrived at the aforementioned grocery store.
Ophelia simply nodded along, her expression only slightly lightening from neutral to content.
“Y’know, the guys I’m taking care of, they are so whiny. They always are dark and brooding, like someone kicked their cat. Men are so weird, I swear. Never really content with just relaxing or having a great time, they just… I don’t know have ulterior motives for things. But, hey maybe that’s just my stress talking.” Blue continued to ramble, as she began to feel happy about the whole ordeal of meeting Ophelia, “Anyways, I’ve been blabbing for awhile, how about you? What’s your opinion on things?”
“Depends on the thing being discussed, but as for the men you’re taking care of, it may be good to talk to them about things such as that. Maybe that will help some with understanding why they’re the way they are. Works on my husband, so I don’t see why it won’t work on them.” Ophelia said, “Maybe they have something to get off their chest, you never know.”
Blue paused as she grabbed a cart. “I never did think about that. I guess, I’ll try that later. Thanks, Ophelia.” She then pushed the cart into the store, going as slowly as possible to continue her conversation and not seem rude.
Ophelia simply followed, “No problem, Blue.”
“Well, I got a question for you… no. I think I got a better Idea. Why don’t we turn this into a game, so we can get to know each other better? Like you ask me anything, and once I answer you, I ask a question. What do you think, Ophelia? Is that cool with you?” Blue asked, as she grabbed a few items off a nearby shelf, and placed them in the cart.
“Sounds fun, how about you start?” Ophelia said.
“Ok… um… what’s it like being a vampire?” Blue asked curiously, as she grabbed a can of beans.
“Well, there is a lot of speculation about you that isn’t true… like the things about garlic and sunlight. We just burn a lot easier, and while it's possible to be allergic to garlic, it’s not our one weakness or anything.” Ophelia started, “And it gets really rough during the blood moon… especially if you haven’t fed in a while.” She added, then asking “What’s it like being a Godling?”
“Well, I can’t really fight anyone, and a God, or Goddess takes over your body whenever they want. We get props and praise for being Gods, or Goddesses, when in reality, we’re more akin to being vessels that endure eternal pain from the various transformations we go through. Although, it works well if you’re trying to get a drink from a guy at a bar.” Blue explained, “ Um… Do you have that allure thing that vampires supposedly have, or is that fake?”
“It’s not a spell or anything, vampires just have a natural allure that most other beings can’t pick up on… well, they vaguely do, but can’t exactly put their finger on it.” Ophelia explained, “Hmm… do you like any of the men you stay with~?”
“Two of them are pretty cute, and I wouldn’t mind dating them. But they’re more focused on business to see that I’m interested in them.” Blue replied glumly, letting out a deep sigh.
“Alright, how subtle are the hints? Because there is such a thing as too subtle when it comes to these things.” Ophelia inquired.
“Well, Remember the Tall, Dark and Brooding type? That describes one of them, and trying to ask him out is like trying to tell a human Gods exist. It’ll take awhile...” Blue complained, as she leaned on the cart. “And the other one is… well, a bit too forward. Anyway, I’m trying to let one simmer down before trying to talk to him, and again, trying to make the other open up a little, so I can talk to him one on one. But, I digress. Um… what cup size are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Last I checked I was an E cup.” She said this rather bluntly, looking down at her rather, ample chest. “How ‘bout you?”
Blue paused, turning over to confirm Ophelia’s statement. “No way! I totally thought you were more of a D cup. Damn. Makes my C cup status kinda miniscule in comparison.” Blue looked down at her own decently sized chest. Looking back up, Blue shrugged and asked, “ Well… Seeing as we’ve kinda reached that point, does your guy please you... in bed?”
Ophelia gave a suggestive grin and nodded, leaving no words in place. “So, which of your two suitors would you rather be in bed with?”
Blue blushed, as she put her index fingers together, “Well...um… I’m still a virgin… haven’t thought that far ahead…”
“Well, nothing’s stopping you really.” Ophelia shrugged.
“Well, I did say I was an Angel… we don’t really talk about sex very often, but then again, you’re no Angel. Still, I just want to find a nice guy who’s interested in me, for me, rather than having a guy interested in my body. So… Um… How'd you get to be so confident?” Blue said quietly, as she pulled up to the checkout counter.
“I’m not really sure, I’ve just… kinda always been that way I think.” Ophelia said unsurely, some of her memory having faded from her resurrection by Mortis’s hand. It was mostly older memories though, but then again who doesn’t forget stuff like that now and again?
“I slightly envy you. Being brave is easy, but confidence is hard. I've never been truly confident in myself, so…” Blue said glumly, as she shrugged. “Your turn.”
“Who put you down because I will fight them.”
“Then you'd have to fight me, as no one put me down. I just don't have much confidence in myself. It's been that way for a long time now. What is it like to be resurrected?” Blue asked, trying to change the subject.
“It’s… quite an experience, you get dragged to some otherworldly plane for a bit after you die, go to one of three places, and then get pulled right back when brought back to life.” Ophelia summed it up, “Also, I won’t fight you, but if you’d like I can help you with some of the confidence issues if you’d like me to.” She offered.
Blue smiled, “I'd like that, Ophelia. Where should we meet, though?”
“Wherever I guess, I know this town like the back of my hand by now, so I can find wherever you name.”
“Well, why not here? It's a decent enough place and the first place we visited together sounds like a nice place, at least sentimentally.” Blue asked as they reached the cashier.
“Hmm… I like that idea.” Ophelia smiled.
Blue put down a couple pieces of gold, and, with a simple flick of her wrist, the groceries began to float as the two walked out. “Then it's decided!” Blue declared, then added more timidly, “What day should we meet up?”
“Any day is fine with me, so up to you.”
“How about the day after tomorrow?” Blue asked, as she made her way to the secret route that she took to lose pursuers and return home.
“Sounds good to me.” Ophelia responded.
“Take care, Ophelia. Stay safe, ok?” Blue said quietly, as she began to walk down the aforementioned route.
