"I was merely being polite; it's a sure fire way to ensure that they don't do something… funny with your order. As for the makeup, it actually looks nice. Makes those blue eyes of yours pop."
Part of that deal was to be nice….
PRIVATE RP WITH SLY GUY CAUSE THEY ARE NEET!
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"Flirting and being polite are two different things. And thank you." He said,looking you over. "So. Demon huh? Don't worry. Not the first time my sister has done something like this."
William sat silent for a while, staring at Evan. "So, you know about this," he says, his eyes flicking to black.
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"Indeed I do. I like the green eyes better. A little sexier." He said with a smirk. "A little more enchanting. Adds some mystery to you ya know? What I think is interesting is your eyes glow,not sparkle. The light here makes your eyes all around bright not just a reflection." He smiles.
William's eyes go back to their more 'human' appearance. "Beats the cliché thing then," William smiles, revealing pristine teeth and dimples. "You said that you have fourteen siblings. That's a lot of competition; my siblings and I tend to compete with everything!"
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"Oh most definitely. But I get along with most of them,save for a few. My twin sister included. We're attached at the hip but lock horns like bulls. Love her to death but the shit she pulls me into? Man." He shakes his head.
"I've wanted to slit Abaddon's throat on multiple occasions," William says nonchalantly after their food is delivered.
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Evan sipped his drink. Heordered chicken dumpling soup,and happily took a bite. "Glad we came here. My uncle used to own this place. Don't know if he still does."
"Mmhm. This beef bourguignon is simply exquisite!" William says, slicing a piece off and offering it to Evan. If there was one thing that he could use to bond with a human, it was food.
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He smiled and took the bite. "Hm. I know where this recipe came from. Right from my mom's kitchen. Though they added a little more spice to it. I prefer it with a smooth flavor." He smiled. "But I like it. It's good." He nodded.
"Either way, it beats what I'd get at home. Which would be nothing since my kind doesn't need to eat and drink to survive," William laughs. "I was told to ask about you. Your interests, likes, dislikes, etc."
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"We'll start with likes and keep going from there. And I obviously like make up. I've been called twink ans fem boy before since sometimes I'll wear dresses or skirts. Sadly it's to cold out for that. I also enjoy poetry,and just writing in general,along with playing the piano. But my true love? The dramatic stage. Especially musicals. Oh and handsome men,such as yourself."
"Well, I am the most attractive guy in the room…. Your lucky day!"
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"Dunno…" He looks around,then his eyes fall back to you. "Ya know you sure act oh so different then most demons. I like it. A lot cheerier. So then. What do you like other than torturing the sinners and all that."
"Drinking," William says after downing his bourbon. "Obviously. Reading is something else that I enjoy doing. I'd gladly keep Stephen King alive if given the choice of killing him."
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"Hm. I do more fantasy and such." He shrugs. "So boring. Bourban and books,okay Boomer. Like c'mon. You've gotta be deeper than that. Your a demon after all." He took another bite."Your a foodie,why do you enjoy it so much?"
"Hmmm. I think it has something to do with the fact that I don't actually have to. That and it's astounding that there's so many different flavors: sweet, sour, savory, spicy. Plus you can combine them!"
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"Do you cook?" He asks, his free hand reaching over and slipping into yours,smiling softly. A gentle smile.
"I can. George, that stupid old man, had me cook some chicken piccata for someone that I killed; I had to poison it because I couldn't out right beat the person to death," William responds, taking Evan's hand in his own. He raises an eyebrow, amused by the human's action.
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His gentle smile seemed to downturn a bit. "Ever cooked just for fun? I like baking myself…" He said as he ate, making it seem natural. "Your hands are warm but rough. A workers hands. I admire that." His were smaller than yours and soft and delicate.
"I have baked brownies for myself. I like incorporating mint oreos when I do that!" William answers. "They're rough from holding and using knives and things."
The waitress walks back over, and asks them if they'd like dessert.
"Chocolate souffle?"
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"A piece of 4 berry pie please,heavy whipped cream." He smiled politely as she walked away. "See. That was being polite." She had taken their empty plates with her,and so his other hand folded into your hands. "So big to…knives and things. Sounds kinky but we'll get into that…some other time."
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"I mostly use said knives for stabbing, slicing and killing," he responds, a dark look coming to his eyes. William turns to the man playing the piano, casting a dark look in his direction. "That's the third time he's played this song since I've been here. I just might have to cut his fingers off!"
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Evan stood up and without a word walked over, whispering into the man's ear. When given a confused look Evan sat down next to the man and played a little bit of it,looking at him. The other guy perked up and began to play it enthusiastically,as Evan told him a few other similar tunes to play. He then sat back down. "No cutting off fingers." He demanded in a teasing tone while wiggling his finger at you.
“Wave your fucking finger in my face like that again, and you’ll lose it," William threatens, glaring darkly at Evan.
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He rolled his eyes and waved it even closer. "I have no fear,keep this in mind." He smiled as their desserts were set down. "Thank you miss." He then dove into the pie with a happy satisfied look on his face.
William swiftly latches onto Evan's wrist, and lays his hand on the table. He places the blade of a knife at the base of the second to last knuckle, and glares coldly at his date.
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He gasped and looked at you. "Breath. Uptight much? Don't make me get a waiter over here, don't want to cause a scene. Now let me eat." He said evenly,calmly, and smoothly.
"I warned you," William states, eventually letting go, and digs into his souffle with zeal.