Two Halves of Darkness (Yoru/Cravek)

[serkal]

"Like a lake? I've seen lakes, some Deamone made sure I saw at least one lake." the jeskaran shivered, that neon dunderhead threw him into the lake.

Cravek set his hands on the table, hoping Yoru would notice them. 'What am I thinking, I'm from jeskara, I should be fighting not dating!'

[Anelir]

He gave a nod, "Yes, like a lake, only a bit bigger."
Yoru raised a thin, black brow at the shiver before frowning. "Not a good experience? It seems you didn't have the right tour guide. Or is it just the water you dislike? Maybe I can help change that." he smirked.

' 'Maybe I can help change that.' What the hell? What is wrong with me?'
The Zercan watched as Cravek set his hands on the table and nearly growled, shifting his vision to his nearly empty drink in his hand, taking a deep breath to calm himself.
'Damn, this is not good.' He thought. The second he had seen the movement he had wanted to reach out and grip the limbs, make sure the other wouldn't leave his side. 'Damnit, if I do that we will be linked. I don't need this to be any more painful than it already is. He probably doesn't want me to be near him much less linked to him.
Yoru squeezed his glass, only holding back enough to not shatter it. He so badly wanted to be linked with the other, but knew it would only give him pain when Cravek returned to his home planet.

[serkal]

"It was traumatic, and I wanted a guide because here I feel safe." He said softly. the only thought in his mind was, 'Don't turn me away...'

Cravek felt his wrapping getting wet, and he looked some where other than Yoru's face, namely the dance floor.

[Anelir]

"Safe?" He gave a worried look at the other's tone, tilting his head to try and see the Jeskaran's face better. "Well, Zerca is a safer planet." Yoru tried to reassure the other. "And as I said I shall try and change that, Maybe I can make the experience a bit... less traumatic." He offered a smile. Not one of those fake things he tried to produce at home when he was by himself, the ones that seemed to look more like a broken doll then a smile. A real smile, one that he couldn't remember even having the ability to do, as small as it was. It was still true.

[serkal]

He looked at Yoru, "You really don't mind showing me around town?" 'And maybe your bedroom.' the Jeskaran added. "Forgive me for asking but some thing about you reminds me of home." the dark aura felt like a Deamones', but different almost wanting.

[Anelir]

He shook his head. "I wouldn't have offered if it was a problem." Yoru gave a chuckle. "Ah yes, I have Vampyre blood in me. I also spent much of my childhood in Jeskara with my family there. It is kind of difficult to say if I have more Zercan or Vampyre blood. My physical appearance is more Vampyric, but I was always told I was more Zercan." He stopped himself. "I'm sorry, I am babbling." He took a sip of his drink before ordering another, wondering if he had just formed a nervous habit.

'What was that? I've never told anyone that much about myself willingly before.' He mentally sighed.

(I keep fighting between calling him Zercan or Vampyre. I don't want it to be confusing><. He also has a small amount of human blood, he just never admits it ^_~)

[serkal]

I had a bad childhood the streets were my home." He said looking at the other half-breed. "I met a few Vampyres, even let them feed off me." the jeskaran rubbed his neck, two round scars were under the wrappings there.
'Please don't think less of me...' Cravek thought as his eyes closed.

[Anelir]

He berily held back a growl before sighing. 'It won't due to scare him off.' He thought before looking back up at the Jeskaran.
"You shouldn't do that. Not many of them are to be trusted, they won't do anything for you." Yoru frowned. "Do you have a place to stay now?"

[serkal]

He nodded and said in almost a whisper "Yeah I'm renting a small place at the edge of town..." That shack, if it could be called that, he was rented barely kept the elements out.

Cravek's nails sharpened into claws and bit into the hardwood table.

{His claws are Diamond sharp.}

[Anelir]

Yoru's frown deepened. "The edge of town? Hm." 'That isn't exactly the safest, nor the nicest area for anyone to be in. And if he lived on the streets before, where is he getting the money to rent anything?'
"That's not the best place to stay. Are you ok being there? I-if you'd like, I have a spare room, you could stay with me. That way you won't have to pay either." He offered, hoping the other would agree. The Zercan felt strangely edgy, knowing Cravek was staying in such a place.

[serkal]

Cravek went wide eyed, "The edge of town is all I can afford and not starve, and I, erm, would like to stay some where quiet tonight very much." 'My neighbors don't understand the fact I'm nocturnal.'

He growled at the memory of the two obnoxious Zercan teens, who simply laughed and slammed their door in his face.

[Anelir]

He smirked. "Yes Zercans like the day, not to mention the sun." He sipped his drink. "The sun is nice to bathe in when in my other form, but I prefer the darkness. My home is secluded. Though Zercans feel no need to splurge so my home is not as large as the mansions on Jeskara, but I have my own private land. Like I said, you are welcome to stay with me if you wish." Yoru surpressed a cringe after thinking over what he had just offered. 'Well I work during the day so at least I won't be so...tempted.'

[serkal]

He shrugged "I not used to an active sun, but given enough time I'll adjust. My Deamone side is against the light hence the wrapping..." Cravek looked at the dance floor longingly.

[Anelir]

Yoru nodded. "I can't stay out in the sun for a long period of time, my skin is too sensitive." He turned his head to the dance floor. "You are part Deamone? Interesting."

The Zercan drank the rest of his rum, putting down his glass before turning to the Jeskaran. He steeled himself as he asked something he had never thought he would in his lifetime. "Want to dance?" He spoke, doing his best to mask his nervousness. 'Oh Zerca, what am I doing?'


(I actually can't dance worth shit if it isn't slow dance ^^; I embarrass myself.)

[serkal]

Crave grinned and grabbed Yoru's hand, said "Definitely." And pulled him to the dance floor as a very slow song came on. Holding his hands out, he waited for the other to take the lead.