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[ augh don't do this to him diva... this is not a conversation he thought he'd ever be having. ]

R-really, Diva -- you're more than three times my age! You must know something about... Well, erm... [ he looks for a word. ] Relationships?

[madamemoiselle]

[In response, she immediately puffs out a cheek childishly, even tilting her nose into the air.]

Of course I know about them! But it's not like men really complain when I want to hold their hand. You're the strange one!

HAHA matching icons...

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[ isn't he always? That said, he doesn't exactly want to be told that by a vampire... ]

I'm not complaining! [ well, maybe a little. ] It just -- surprised me, that's all! I never know what you're thinking.

[ maybe she just honestly likes being close to people... which is rather concerning in its own right. ]

[madamemoiselle]

[Oh... Well this answer is okay, since her huffiness subsides, and she just shrugs a little]

You're probably just thinking about it too much, you know. I want to hold hands because I like holding hands with people. It's not really anything more than that. It's...

[She hums thoughtfully, since she knows exactly what this stems from, for once. For all the years of no contact at all, anything at all still was a comfort. But of course she can't say that.]

It's warm, I guess. I like it.

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Warm...?

[ It's more of a mumbled repeat than an actual question. Apologies, Diva -- he really is thinking she's strange now. Not in a bad way - that was such an innocuous thing to say that there's no way he could hold it against her. But what kind of vampire liked holding hands with people? How could she freely admit to murdering without remorse and simultaneously tell him she liked the warm feeling of holding hands? Garry blinks at her, looking rather surprised. Still, the fact that he'll take that explanation at face value says something about how his opinion on her has changed since they met. ]

... You know, for being so old, you certainly say some childish things... But if that's really all it is, then I don't mind. [ he glances back away, rummaging around in his other pocket with his spare hand until he pulls out a box of cigarettes. ] In times like these, I can't say I don't understand that sentiment...

[madamemoiselle]

[She's quiet for a few moments, and it seems like she's dropped the conversation there. It's not until he's probably lit his cigarette that she speaks up again, sounding dismissive.]

...It's not childish. [But she doesn't sound mad, at least. Even though she just denied it, she knows that it totally is...] I guess if I were to explain it to you, it's just that I never really got to be around people like this before. When I hold hands with someone that I don't really like because it's what I'm supposed to do, that's a cold feeling. I've chosen you myself, so it's nice.

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[ Oops. Did he go too far? When she doesn't respond, he becomes quite nervous, and is on the brink of apologizing as he brings the smoke to his lips, but she breaks the silence first, to his relief. ]

Never got to be around people? [ he looks over at her curiously. Well, maybe if she wouldn't talk so blithely about murder, that wouldn't happen... he holds his tongue on that one. ] Mmm... I suppose you are the queen, you said. Did they not let you talk with the common folk, or something like that?

[madamemoiselle]

[She nods, sighing like this is So Difficult]

That's basically it! I wasn't allowed to see anyone that wasn't my Chevalier unless it was for business.

[a beat]

Or if they were food, but that's not the same.

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R-Right, [ he replies somewhat belatedly, looking distinctly uncomfortable about said 'food.' It was getting too easy to forget that she probably looked at him like a snake did a feeder mouse sometimes. But he was doing his best to believe what she'd told him. So he clears his throat, trying to move on. ]

You lived like that for a hundred or so years...? I never had too many friends, myself, but that sounds more like being in prison than on the throne...

[madamemoiselle]

It's lonely, but it's not a prison. No human even really knows what a true prison is like.

[Because she's stepped a bit ahead of him, he won't be able to see her face, but that it adds much to what she's said. Diva doesn't give him time to question it, though, since they've arrived at the entrance to the subway, so she turns lightly on her heel to face him.]

Hey, so can I carry you? That would probably be the easiest.

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I -- what?

[ what. Whatever he was about to reply to her other statement with, he promptly forgets. Did he hear that right? She wants to carry him? He immediately looks mortified, cigarette nearly dropping from his mouth. ]

N-no! You're kidding, right?

[madamemoiselle]

[It's a better reaction than she could have hoped for, so she steps closer to lean up towards his face and giggle. Clearly the smoke doesn't bother her??]

Not at all! It'll be the fastest way to get there, unless you want to hang around and watch me fight my way through them.

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[ personal. space. He arches his head back away from her, turning away a few degrees. ]

N -- Not particularly, but... Carrying me? That's a bit much!

[madamemoiselle]

[She hmphs, taking a step back]

Well, it's pretty much the only way, since me just holding your hand would take off your arm. I'm going to go really fast so that I don't have to waste time, you know.

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[ he offers a little squeak at that, crossing his arms so each is holding onto the other like they'll pop off just from her thinking about it. ]

... Really fast? How fast are we talking here?

[madamemoiselle]

I don't know. We can move faster than humans can really see, so it's fast.

[how helpful...]

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T-that fast?!

[ IS SHE PART JET ]

Is that even safe?

[madamemoiselle]

It's fine. I've carried humans when I've done it before, and they don't even get sick or anything.

[Her expression pretty clearly says that she doesn't know what the problem here is, as usual]

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I... If you say so...

[ he's so clearly uncertain about this. Mostly the carrying part. ]

But that's just... I mean, I... Can you even carry me? I'm probably a lot bigger and heavier, and... I guess that doesn't matter, since you're a chiropteran, but still, being carried is sort of... Maybe we can just, uh, walk at a brisk pace?

[ now he's just fishing for excuses. Just pick him up and run for it, Diva!! ]

puts a dolla in yo gstring... i mean inbox

[madamemoiselle]

[Like you even needed to suggest it!! She rolls her eyes, but before he can even finish suggesting a brisk pace, Diva easily scoops him up like he doesn't weigh a thing. Bridal style, of course, because Garry doesn't get a piggy back ride from Diva because that's just weird, duh.]

You'll appreciate this much more, I promise. So don't wiggle too much or I might drop you.

[Her sweet and charming personality aside, she will start a brisk pace down the stairs into the subway, at least.]

shakes booty violently

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-- Hyeeeek!

[ his rambling is interrupted by that fabulously undignified squeal, and he freezes up tight when he's suddenly in her arms. Well, he was certainly becoming much more familiar with his vampire friend(?) today... Garry doesn't even make a move to hold onto her yet, because what is he supposed to do, put his arms around her neck?! Goodness gracious. ]

H-hold on a second!! You've got to be kidding me!

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[madamemoiselle]

I told you that I wasn't! It's not like I was going to carry you on my back, since that would be weird.

[And this isn't? But they make it down the stairs quickly, and Diva will be hopping onto the tracks when she's able.]

You can put your arms around my neck if you want. That'll probably be comfortable, since it'll still take a few minutes.

madamemoiselle!!!!!! wait

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And how is that less weird than -- waaah!!

[ she doesn't even need to tell him that, apparently, since her jumping down onto the tracks is enough to spook him into action, latching onto her in fear that he's going to fall off. Under normal circumstances, avoiding danger would mean going in the exact opposite direction from Diva... how did this happen. ]

[madamemoiselle]

[His unmanly scream makes her laugh, of course, but she shifts slightly to hold him a bit more securely. There's definitely a sense that she's enjoying this a lot...]

Well, because you're too tall, of course. I couldn't carry you that way without it being really awkward! I'd be off balance.

[She laughs a little more, looking ahead]

So are you ready? It'll probably take you a few seconds to get used to it.

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[ it's okay, diva, everyone except garry is... It takes him a second to catch his breath and reply to her. ]

This certainly seems awkward enough to me! [ Being carried this way didn't make him less tall!! However, he seems to have put aside the awkwardness of being squished this close to her aside for now in favor of not flying out of her arms at sound-barrier-breaking speeds. Thank goodness for that. And for her actually asking if he was ready to go - that might have given her more points in his mind if the whole situation wasn't ridiculous already. ]

I... I suppose I'm ready. I can't believe we're doing this... T-take it easy on me, okay?!