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You are used to making sacrifices, to prioritising the happiness of others before yours. Even though that is a noble attitude, there are times in life where the only healthy alternative is to embrace your own selfishness and allow yourself some enjoyment. Reserve one hour per day to do something you really like. Treat yourself! Your colour for this month is blue.
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Early Christmas gifts; -Toran's place
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Well, while it could be fun, she'd admit that, she wasn't really that much of an exhibitionist. So no, no funny funny business in the theatre. This was a movie she hadn't seen before and which she actually wanted to see. So while her hand remained on his thigh, gently flexing her fingers every once in a while, she actually did focus on the movie.

Her head remained resting against his shoulder as the movie played out on the screen, the Brujah quite happy to stay snuggled up to him the entire time.

The first time she'd read the Hobbit, she'd been seven and she'd read the translated Swedish version of it before reading the English one at age ten. It had been one of the first books that had introduced her to fantasy writing and she still had an old copy on her shelf at her apartment. Well read and with yellowed pages. Heh, poor thing even had a few coffee stains on it.
And while the movie adaptation wasn't perfect, she was happy to watch the movie for what it was: a good fantasy movie about a great story. Though, she still had a hankering to hit people over the head when they commented on things that was explained in the book and not explained as well on screen.
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The big man chuckled softly one or two times but managed to remain quiet through the entire film, aside from the inevitable crunching sounds as he munched popcorn and drank his soda through a straw. He was pretty damned pleased to be snuggled up against Lucy watching a drama he's long played out in his imagination flash through the big scream. Was it the same? Naw, but he was content just knowing the legends wouldn't die out.

In some ways Toran was a perfect candidate for a world of monsters and mayhem. Fed on science fiction and fantasy his entire childhood he'd had the nonsensical debates.. "What would I do if I were a vampire?" or "superhero" or "mutant" etc time and again through his entire life. The fact that he was now living fiction was actually perversely entertaining. He toyed with the idea of writing a memoir under the guise of paranormal fantasy, but dismissed it. For one thing, the book would be X-rated given most of his evenings, and frankly, a lot of people would probably laugh at the thought of an electrical engineered snuggling a vampire in a crowded movie theater.

Hell, he was just glad they didn't sparkle.
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Oh, Hell no. If they'd sparkled Lucy would've up and killed herself a long time ago because it would've meant that horrific so-called book series had been right. And there was no way she could've lived with that.
The only sparkles she approved of were the ones that might be part of her make up or clothing choice. As sparkles on a dress were okay. Where as a naturally sparkling vampire was just wrong!

She too remained quiet throughout most of the movie, watching it with a smile until the titles started scrolling across the screen and the lights were turned back on to get people to fuck off so the next show could get on its way.

Turning to Toran, Lucy was all smiles as she reached across with her other hand to rest it on his chest.
"Now I wish I'd gotten a dragon tattoo" she chuckled.
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Toran regarded her and grinned, his silver-blue eyes gleaming.

"You could put it on me? I wouldn't mind."

Dragons. If there was any fantasy loving kid who didn't imagine at least once how fucking awesome it would be to be a dragon, Toran would eat a pipe wrench. Course, knowing some of his friends they'd dig and dig until they found that one person just for the amusement of seeing him try to deep throat a pipe wrench. Friends, no other group can torment you quite as thoroughly as them. Even family couldn't manage it as well, since they get as much dirt on your normally.

Speaking of which....

"Hey, I got an email alert. My Aunt Jamie is somewhere in London. I might need to track down her number and see how she's doing. Don't want to risk her getting caught up in stuff if I can avoid it, you know? And after I learned about some of the neighborhoods around here... well, you can imagine what I'm worried about."

It was a simple thing too. Not a big deal, just a heads up. He stretched as he rose, looking forward to that burger and fries she'd mentioned. He couldn't turn them down, be damned unamerican. He brushed popcorn crumbs off his kilt and regarded her with a smile.

"I'll be good, you can pay for dinner."

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Oh, she grinned when he said that.
"If you want a dragon tattoo I'd be honoured to do it for you. At least I can do some designs and we can have a look at it right? I think it would look good on that strong back of yours" Lucy smiled at him. Of course, he was perfectly within his right to turn her down or find someone else to do the work even if he did want a tattoo, but if he let her, she would certainly do her best to give him something he could wear with pride.

At the mention of family? She opened her mouth and then stopped herself before simply nodding.
"Yeah, I can totally understand that. Heh, I was gonna say I'd really like to meet her but yeah..." the blonde smiled kind of sheepishly. "You don't want her to get caught up in this" not when there were so many possibilities of things just going plain old wrong.

She leaned in and kissed him, petting his thigh before moving to get up.
"C'mon then, dinner" Lucy smiled at him, holding a hand out for him.
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He took her hand and smiled.

"Ah, we'll figure out some way for her to meet you I think. Wouldn't want her to not know my girlfriend... er.. yeah. Um, besides, you do a better job of blending in than some. Hell, I think she'd be more traumatized meeting Mac than you, to be honest... and I'd love for you to design a tattoo for me. I've said that before."

He grins and flushes slightly, then steps up so he's walking next to her. He keeps his hand in hers and resolutely does NOT babble as he was inclined to do considering he just sorta defined their relationship a bit more solidly than they had before and inside his head he felt like a 16 year old boy on his first date.

At least he was fairly certain Lucy's dad wasn't waiting at home with a shotgun. Fairly certain. Course, Aguirre might pop out and beat the tar out of him for something, but he was starting to think that might have been a bit out of character for her. At least Sawyer hadn't told him to worry about it so that seemed to indicate it wouldn't be happening again.

He let go of her hand when they got to the truck so he could slip around to the passenger side door and climb in, but not before giving her a soft kiss and a bright smile.
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He called her his girlfriend. It had the Brujah's eyes moving to lock on him, but he'd find nothing in her gaze that said she disapproved. In fact, the smile on her lips suggested quite the opposite as she nodded and then looked ahead again while they walked.

"I'll look forward to meeting her then. And... I'll start on some designs for a back piece. I can try tying it in with your sleeve and armour plating. Should be doable" in fact, she already had an idea brewing in the back of her mind of a mechanical dragon that would match the sleeve that covered almost all of his arm
The big question was whether or not she'd be able to make it work though, she had a pretty good feeling about it. And seeing as he was likely to give her a great deal of artistic freedom she hoped she would be able to make him something he'd want tattooed onto his skin.

As they reached the truck, she returned the kiss before getting in and starting up the engine again and turning to look at him. "Any place you wanna go to grab a bit to eat?" her usual choice would've been a pub since, in her mortal experience at least, British pubs served awesome food. At least the good ones did.
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"I haven't been to a Pub in ages. Been trying to stay out of trouble and I used to ah... get into more than my share of bar brawls. Half the fun of being Scottish. I suppose being with you I'll be able to stay out of trouble."

He grinned and settled into the chair, since he was relaxed he was able to scrunch down a bit easier, it would have been an awkward position to drive in since it'd be almost impossible to see the traffic lights, but as a passenger it worked fine. He rested a hand on her leg and rubbed her thigh gently, his silver-eyes gleaming in the dark. So far it had been an absolutely wonderful evening.

He dug his hand into his pocket and drew out his wallet, carefully locking it inside the glove compartment to show her that the evening was indeed on her from this point on. Forgetful he might be, but he can still plan ahead at times. He did remember to turn the ringer on his phone back on, just on the off chance someone needed to get in touch with them.
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"If we get into any trouble? It's more likely to be because of me than because of you" the Brujah chuckled, although she wouldn't exactly go looking for trouble. That was generally something she only did when needing to vent. And that again, usually only happened when she was seriously pissed off and couldn't get the frustration out by taking it out on inanimate objects. Luckily though, there were always plenty of people who deserved a good beating and who'd present her with a reason to do so.

"But I'm thinking a good meal and good company is what I'm looking for this time around" and she grinned again when he put his wallet away, the chuckle one that said that she was pleased that he'd let her do this. "So, let's see if we can't find a pub hm? If you got any suggestions let me know, otherwise I'm going to pick one at random because I don't know this neighbourhood that well" Lucy winked as the truck pulled out onto the road again.

Yeah, she liked this. The evening had really been nice so far and she hoped it would continue. The hand on her leg more than enough to keep the smile on her lips.
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"Honestly I think the only bars I've found in there area have kind of been dives. I don't think any of them actually have served food beyond chips and pretzels."

Which was definitely the truth. He didn't remember any of the bars serving decent food. Then again he'd been going to them in hopes of getting into a bar fight so he probably hadn't checked to carefully to see if they had menus. He grinned at her to show he trusted her to make a decision, leaning his head back and smiling.

"You go right ahead and pick Lilbit, we'll just have ourselves an adventure once we find one."

He chuckled, since he doubted she was going to risk taking him anywhere she had to worry about him, he didn't think there would be too much risk in just dropping into a bar with an open grill.
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Well then, she'd opt for one of the places she'd visited. It would be a short drive but not too far as she rather go some place she knew served decent food, at least as far as her sense of smell had told her, than take a chance of going to one of the, as Toran had put it, local dives and risk him getting food poisoning or something.

"I know of a place then" she smiled at him. "Got a pool table too. Do you play?" the blonde asked curiously.

She'd left the radio off because she really rather talk with him. And she could easily enjoy the company without any distractions, even if some distractions were nice indeed. Heh, actually, come to think of it, it was probably a good thing that he was as big as he was or the Brujah might at some point have been tempted to break in the car. Though, as it were, that would've been more than tiny bit... cramped.

"I'm not gonna pretend to be all that good, but I like the game. I think I might've lost more money on it than it's earned me though" Lucy added with a grin at him. "I'm really bad at turning down challenges or bets"
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The big man chuckled softly his hand lifting from her thigh to ruffle her hair.

"That does not surprise me. I'm OK. I'm no pool shark and only passably good myself. Some nights not even that. I have a tendency to hit the ball to hard. Thing goes flying all over the place."

He grinned, remembering a moment when he accidentally sent his cue ball flying across a bar to nail a guy in the forehead. That had ended up being a bar fight to remember. Turned out the guy was a marine on leave with half his platoon. Toran had gotten his ass handed to him but they ended up voting him an honorary marine. A story he gladly shared with Lucy as it came to mind.

He was comfortable with the silence when it was Lucy. He'd always been prone to trying to break silences with something, usually tools. But he'd learned to appreciate silence when he held her in his arms during the day. She was there.... but not. And so utterly silent. No shifting, breathing, heart beat, nothing but the sounds he made. So, for him, for the first time, silence had an odd sort of comfort. It was a moment of trust so profound it boggled his mind. Hell, he didn't even know where Sawyer spent his days.
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In truth, she had never spent her day sleep around a mortal. The fact that she entrusted him with her life when she spent her days in his arms hopefully told him not only how much she trusted him, but also how much she cared for him. Because while he was one step bonded to him, that bond would in no way have saved her had he decided to turn on her. And the first time she'd slept over at his place, they hadn't even shared that.

She listened to the story with a grin, vividly picturing the scenes he was describing and silently wondering how on Earth playing pool would turn out now that he Potence to worry about on top of his natural strength. If he already had trouble with the game then man, this ought to be interesting in more ways than one.

"Sounds like that was an interesting night" Lucy laughed. "Did you at least learn something from it? Like, don't shoot pool balls at marines on leave?" the Brujah grinned at him, her hair still a mess from him ruffling it but, it was always a mess, wasn't it? So it was really just its natural state.
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"Actually I think we agreed that next time I should lead off with throwing the table. Much more economical."

He grinned at her and chuckled, relaxed and enjoying their date. His silver-blue eyes gleaming with a relaxed contentment that was not often found in his countenance. He was relaxed, and he was enjoying his time with Lucy. He didn't bother to think about the great cosmic issues or anything really that had to do with being a ghoul and her being a vampire. For now he was just thinking that he was a damned lucky man hanging out with a pretty awesome woman.

He dropped his hand back to her leg and caressed it, though behaving so as not to cause traffic accidents. After all, he didn't want to ruin the evening by getting flung head first out of a truck. That did tend to spoil a party. For now he was just content to be spending time with her.
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"Table throwing's always an excellent way of starting a fight" she laughed, once again easily picturing the scene in her head. Her grin persisting as the truck carried them towards their destination, a quiet little pub hidden away in a side street. Meaning they'd have to park the truck a little bit away and walk a couple of streets to get there.

Of course, parking and getting out of the vehicle, the first thing she'd do once it was locked up? Was to link her fingers with his as her much smaller hand took his, letting her lean lightly against his shoulder with a smile at him.
Heh, he'd called her his girlfriend. It was silly how much that made her smile actually.

"You know" Lucy smiled as they walked. "We should do this more often" get out and do stuff. Even if it was simple little things like going to the movies or having dinner out. And once winter let go and gave room for summer, she so had to take him swimming. She loved swimming.
"Oh! and I still wanna spar with you!" no, really, she wanted to. "I haven't had anyone to train with since coming to London"
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"Then we should definitely make that happen."

He was more than willing to walk hand in hand with her into the bar, the smell beer, grilling meat and greasy food a wonderful combination. He looked down on her with his silver-blue eyes and smiled warmly.

"Yeah, we should clear a space in the shop and do some practicing. It would be a lot of fun, not to mention good for staying in training."

It distressed Toran somewhat to realize that she may have to use that training. Her fight with the Shadow Lord wasn't so long ago and he suspected she had taken quite a beating for it, even though she had hidden most of her damage. But it was good to get out and do the simple things from time to time, remind himself that there is a world beyond the complexities of vampires, ghouls and things that go bump in the night.

"I'm glad you suggested thing Lilbit, it's been a wonderful evening so far."
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"And we still got more to go" Lucy smiled in returned, holding his hand as she turned to push the door open with her shoulders, leading him inside. The scents filling the warm air a sharp contrast from the rainy winter outside, though even there they'd stepped it up for the holidays with Christmas decorations. Though unlike some places they hadn't gone completely overboard. You know the kind, where you step inside and feel like you just entered a room where father Christmas had thrown up and then moved on.
Lucy liked the holidays, but she preferred not to get drowned in it. Big big difference there.

She gave a wave to the bartender and snatched a menu on the way past the counter to find a quiet corner booth to sit down in with Toran.

"Even though I'm guessing I know what you're gonna order I figured you might wanna see the menu first. They got apple pie if you want desserts" she smiled at him, handing him the menu and slipping out of her jacket and ruffling her hair a little.

The place had a quiet buzz of people talking, laughing, a couple were over by the pool table playing a game. The overall atmosphere calm and relaxed.
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He grinned at her and shook his head in a friendly way, enjoying her enthusiasm. Taking a while to look over the menu he put in an order for a big double burger with bacon, cheese, more bacon and some ketchup. The fries crispy and a thick vanilla shake, just to give Lucy a variety of flavors to taste when she kissed him.

His silver eyes watched her warmly and he smiled wider. "Hmmm, I dunno, pie might be a bit too sweet to add to your company. I might prefer something saucy...." Oh yeah, Toran, smooth criminal. He snorted at his own silly attempts at flirting and rolled his eyes. He was fairly certain the geneva convention had rules against jokes like that... and he was fairly certain he screwed up the punch line.

But that's what happens when you're as bad with conversation as he was. Still, it's the try that counts, right? A for effort and all that. He chuckled and took her hand across the table, smiling at her and rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb.
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"Oh.. oh that's... oh God Toran" she smiled and then struggled a little and then finally burst into laughter because she simply couldn't contain it. The blonde's amused laughter filling the room for a moment before she was able to somewhat choke it back with a hand over her mouth. Still giggling though as her shoulder shook while looking at him.
"Oh Toran, that's God awful" although in a way it had done the job right because she looked like she was having a hilarious time. "You gonna follow that up with 'did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?' " really, it was that bad. And just the thought of it had her giggling starting all over again.

Oh, it was a good thing he had been as direct as he had been the first time they'd met. Because lines like that? Someone ought to just up and shoot whoever invented them in the first place.

The still laughing blonde contained her amusement long enough to lean in and kiss him though, even if the wide grin persisted. "Is it any wonder I like you as much as I do?" when he could make her laugh and smile the way he did?
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"Oh I dunno. I've been in a few bad pick up line contests in my day. I've got much worse ones."

He grinned, his silver-blue eyes sparkling. The muscular man chuckled at his own folly and smiled wide, leaning his elbows on the table so he can be closer to her. He loved her laugh and her willingness to be honest about when he was acting like a fool.

"For instance.... "Is that a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them." That's a nice awful one."

His deep voice was a dark warm cloud in the room, a merry rumble as he regarded her and hoped to see her laugh further. He had, frankly, way too many terrible pick up lines. College tended to do well teaching men the kinds of things NOT to say to women.

"Or, "Nice shoes... wanna fuck?" is a particularly horrible one."
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