forum All my rps r ded so.... rp with a smol 'vegan' vampire?

Started September 07, 2020 by @Kinarymo

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"Detective and fantastic works…. so like, with mysteries and cool adventures? I love those too! Its just so intriguing to read all those stories…" he smiled, glad his friend was into something he was as well.

Damien waved his hand in a "dont worry, its ok" gesture, to let her know her question was alright.
"What kind of… sports do you find interesting? Which ones do you play?" he asked, curious to know what she thought. He wasn't personally acquainted with any sports as he never took part in any, and didnt even know what exactly qualified as a sport.

"Bubble gum…?" the boy repeated, intrigued about the foreign name. "Why do they call it that?"

”Yeah, they really are interesting. You like them too?” she brightened at the fact that they had similar interests in stories. It helped give her a better idea of what to bring him when she came over next time.

”Well, my top five to actually participate in is; Track or running, swimming, basketball, baseball, and soccer.” she told him, hoping she wasn't overwhelming him with information that he wasn't familiar with. ”I also like to watch professionals play those last three and football.”

Mari’s smile grew. ”Because you can blow bubbles with it. That's part of why it feels a little rubbery… Though really all gum feels like that but this kind is made specifically for blowing bubbles.” she explained. ”I could show you if you want.”

"Mhm! Mhm! Those are always really cool to read, cuz you never know who to suspect whenever something bad happens, so you're always on edge" he chirped happily, remembering the mystery books he'd read. They werent many, but he very much enjoyed them. "Also the ones with cool creatures. Those stories are intriguing as well, mostly because the creatures are cool and the main characters are sometimes very interesting."

Damien counted the sports on his fingers as the girl listed them, stopping at the last and lifting his gaze back towards Mari.
"Uh, what's soccer?" most of the other sounded familiar or at the very least he could vaguely tell what they were about, like basketball and baseball both involving a ball of some kind, but soccer didnt ring any bells in him.
"And how do you play them all?"

Blowing bubbles with rubbery candy was beyond Damien's understanding, but he was nevertheless intrigued. Just how could one do that?
"Yeah, sure, please do." he said, offering the candy bag to her so she could rummage inside for another bubble gum core sucker.

”Exactly!” she agreed enthusiastically. ”The twists are surprising and brilliantly written. My favorite has to be Sherlock Holmes… though Nancy Drew is still pretty good. Do you have a favorite mystery book?” she asked. If he liked fantasy creature stories then he might like Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter…

”Soccer is similar to football and lacrosse except your not allowed to use your hands. You and your team have to try to get the ball into the other team's goal, past the goalie.” she explained. ”Oh, I don't play all of them all at once. Most of them are part of P.E. in school. The physical education.” she clarified. ”But, I enjoy it… Most of it. Oh, dodgeball is also pretty fun too.”

Mari smiled and reached into the bag, pulling out an actual piece of bubble gum instead of a sucker filled with the chewy treat. She had to chew on the piece for a moment to get it pliable enough before blowing a decent sized bubble to show Damien what she meant.

Damien had to pause for a little bit, scrolling through the list of books in his mind, trying to remember what exactly which ones he fancied the most - there were several which he enjoyed reading, but Mari had asked for one book specifically.
"Hmmm, if i remember correctly, i really liked 'Lady in White', cuz the author just has this way with words i really like. But 'A study in red' was also a big favorite" he answered, nodding his head at the night stand where a roughed up copy of said book lay silently, placed there by the boy in a rush as he was trying to get to the door to greet his friend.

"Oh i see, so its a ball game too. I think i remember seeing something similar once - some kids passing a ball between them, but there were no goalies, at least none that i could see. And you play all of those in school? That must be so nice" he smiled a little, thinking what it must be like to play such a game with other people. He himself has played with a ball when he was younger, but most times he'd been alone or with his mother. "How do you play them all?"

Damien watched her with interest as she munched on the funny candy, just waiting to see the little demonstration play out. When she did eventually blow the awaited bubble, his visible eye widened, clearly surprised the thing actually worked.
"How did you do that?" he asked, very much intrigued. "Can you do it again?"

Mari inhaled the bubble to let it pop inside her mouth to avoid any awkward conversation. ”I think I've heard of those books, unfortunately I haven't read them before.” she commented. She wasn't sure but she wouldn't be surprised if those books had been turned into a movie at some point and that's why they sounded familiar.

”Yeah, having goalies actually depends on if you have enough players unless you're on a real team and not just playing for fun.” she clarified, a little embarrassed that she just realized he was asking how to play the different sports. ”Let’s see… Well, for starters all the sports I mentioned have two teams, otherwise, it wouldn't be much of a competition. With basketball, you have to try to score more points, or baskets, than the other team by shooting the ball into a net that’s way over your head and the ball has to stay in motion most of the time.” she started explaining, even showing him the motion of shooting the ball into the air.

She chuckled a little at his reaction to the bubble before she nodded. ”Of course I can. It's actually pretty easy once you get the hang of it.” she encouraged him. ”You kinda have to smooth out gum a little first. I use the roof of my mouth and my tongue to do that. Then you move the gum to the front of your mouth and poke your tongue through the gum… Just a little. You don't actually want to make a hole in it or it won't work.” she explained with a small smile. ”Then you just blow gently until a bubble forms.”

As she spoke, Damien put the cookbook aside and grabbed the book on the night stand, handing it to Mari.
"its okay, im the one who's critically out of date on literature, so dont worry about it. They're all pretty old books, especially Lady in white, that one was written way before i was born - im guessing you can already tell just how old that makes it - tho this one was published closer to when i was still with my mother." He handed her the roughed up copy of the book, 'A study in red' by Arthur Conan Doyle.
For a book that was published nearly two centuries ago, it was in pretty good shape, considering it was presumably an original copy, with the leather covers still mostly intact even after so long - only the boy's constant rereads had left small marks here and there, from being held the same way so many times.

He watched her movements as she explained how basketball works, imagining the whole thing in his head - it sounded pretty interesting, in his opinion, just a little bit too active for his shy self.
"So, the game ends when one of the teams scores the most points? It sounds really neat, kinda reminds me of "The donkey" game, but with two whole teams and the hoop things"

"And just how much do you blow in it? Until it pops?" The bubble thing had gotten him pretty excited, really wanting to try it for himself.
At first he didnt exactly understand how exactly to smooth out the gum or how to keep it in his mouth as he blew in it. With repeated attempts of trial and error, he eventually managed to blow a small bubble, while struggling to keep the gum from exiting his mouth. Needless to say, he was very much excited when he succeeded in blowing his first ever bubble
"I did it! I did it! Not as big as yours but i did it!"

She accepted the book delicately, so she wouldn't damage it and carefully leaved through the pages. Seeing the familiar name of the author made her smile. It was sure to be a very good read. ”You’ll catch up. I can bring you all different kinds of books from the public library and you can keep them for two weeks before they have to go back or be renewed.” she explained.

”Well, professionally it’s timed but yes, you're right.” Mari nodded a little. ”How do you play ”Donkey”? I don't think I've ever heard of it before.” she told him.

She chuckled a little and shrugged. ”As long as you want. Just be careful. If it gets too big, it’ll blow up in your face and gum is very hard to get out of hair.” she warned, though her smile grew as she watched him. ”Yes, you did! It was a great first attempt.” she congratulated him.

"You'd… You'd do that? Really?" The boy's visible eye lit up with excitement at the prospect of new books he could read. The library of the mansion may have been huge, but it could not supply him with new books to read forever - he was in fact rereading most of it for years out of boredom.
"Two weeks? why is that?" he asked.

A timed game sure made things go a lot faster, Damien thought, thinking of the new sports he'd learned about today.
"Ah, well, in Donkey u usually have 3 players out of which one is the Donkey. The other two have to pass the ball from one another without letting the Donkey get to it. If he does touch it however, the guy who last touched the ball takes the donkey's place" he explained, while also mimicking the movements in hope she would understand better.

Damien retreated slightly when she mentioned how the gum could stick to his hair if big enough. In his case, the bob cut made it easy for the gum to stick if it wasnt properly pulled back - the part covering his left eye was the most vulnerable to this.
"Just how big can a bubble get…?" he softly asked, looking at the wrapper he had in hand. His bubble had been pretty small compared to Mari's but he was curious to know what the extreme was.
He smiled coyly and blushed a bit as he was being congratulated, enjoying the warm feeling he got from her words

”Of course I would. I don't go to the library very much myself but I don't have a problem getting some books for my new friend to read.” she smiled brightly at him. ”The two-week thing is just so people don't keep the books and not give them back. It's supposed to give everyone a chance to read the books.” she explained, still happy to help him.

Mari nodded thoughtfully at his description of the old game. ”Sounds kinda like ”Monkey in the Middle”, just without throwing the ball.” she noted, comparing the two games. ”My brothers and me play that sometimes.”

”Well, it really depends on how skilled you are. Some people can get it as big as their head. Honestly, I can't get it that big but I suspect they had more then one piece when they did that.” she chuckled. ”Don’t worry too much. You can get gum out with peanut butter. Something about the oils in it working against the stickiness of the gum.” she assured him.

"Ooh, so its more like borrowing? makes sense now. I think i can read a book in less than two weeks so no need to worry about them being overdue" he assured her, happy to know he'd get a chance to read something new after years of rereads.

Perhaps the game he remembered and the one she played could have been related somehow, just altered by time, who knew.
"You guys play that? Is it fun?"
The question was a little silly, but for someone who'd never played the game due to the lack of participants, Damien was genuinely curious.

"As big as their heads…. Wow. Why though? Do they do it just for fun?"
Imagining a bubble as big as his own head was a weird thought, but also fasinating at the same time. Just how many pieces would it take to make one like that?
"uh, what's peanut butter? sorry for asking a lot of questions but so much stuff you're telling me about is complete news to me"

”That’s it. That’s exactly what it is.” she smiled, honestly having forgotten that was the word until he said it. ”I’m not too worried about a book being overdue… But, how many books do you think you can read in that time?” she asked. The library had a limit of how many books someone could check out at a time and considering how much Damien enjoyed books, she would be willing to meet that limit if he was interested.

Mari nodded at his question. ”It’s both fun and a little frustrating. At least for the monkey.” she chuckled. ”Though depending on who you play with, some people can get a little… aggressive when keeping the ball away from the monkey. Some people like to tease more than necessary.” she told him, though she would never do something like that to him… or her brothers.

”Honestly I'm not sure. It could just be for fun, part of a dare or competition.” she shrugged. ”Or maybe they think they can set a record of some kind by doing stuff like that.” Her eyes widened at the question. She thought sure that he would have known about… ”You don't know what peanut… Uhh, peanut butter is a… I guess you could call it a cream or thick sauce. It's made of ground peanuts mostly. It's really delicious.” she assured him, already planning to bring him a small jar the next time she came over.

She smiled and waved away his worries. ”I don't mind answering your questions. It kinda helps me realize how much I really know about stuff. Especially things I never thought much about.” she admitted. ”Besides, if I'm being honest, I have a few questions about you too.”

"Well, i think i can fit about 3 to 5 medium sized books in that time, depends entirely on how i enjoy the book." he replied, looking at the copy of the "study in red" she'd showed to her. With its relatively small size, he could down it in less than a day and still have time to spare. The rough estimate he'd given was so that she wouldnt get in trouble for not returning the books on time, in case she brought more than he could read in 2 weeks.

His expression seemed to shift a little bit, as he bit his lip at the prospect of the game getting potentially aggressive depending on who played. Sure, he would have wanted to try it, but now he was not so sure, with his small frame and general lack of experience with such things. He probably wouldnt have made for an entertaining playmate.
"I see… But there's no actual physical aggression, right?"

"Oh, well, competitions or fun makes sense, i can see that now" Damien perked up, picturing what it must be like for several kids trying to beat each other at a competition of who could make the biggest bubble. Of course, he'd never seen how those usually go, therefore his imagination ran a little wild.
"I dont think i ever ate peanuts before…" he confessed to her, looking slightly ashamed. "I heard of them, but never really got any; theres none here in this forest, i can tell you that, and i dont recall much from back home, the first one…"

The boy shyly nodded, glad she was not bothered by his frequent questions - he already felt a little on edge for asking them in the first place, but her positive feedback gave him courage to step out of his shy zone.
"So its kinda like a test for you? To see how much you actually know about stuff" he spoke, gently touching one cheek with a finger, like he was thinking of something. "Sure! You can ask anything, i'd be very glad to answer any question you have!"

Mari nodded a little, those numbers were definitely a good start so he could catch up on reading material and discover any new favorites.

Upon noticing his uncertainty, she reached up a hand to place on his shoulder but pulled back as she remembered he might not be ready for that. ”Hey, it's ok. I wouldn't let anyone do that to you.” she promised gently. ”Some people can be jerks but for the most part but… No, no one really gets hurt.”

She smiled a little seeing him cheer back up at the idea of a bubble gum competition. ”Well, I think peanut butter is the best and peanuts are pretty good too… Though some people are allergic.” she remembered, a slight worry coming over her at the thought of accidentally putting Damien in a state of medical shock. Though if any of those myths about vampires had a grain of truth in them, then he should be safe from anything except garlic. Her smile turned soft as he mentioned his old home. She hoped one day he would tell her more about it.

Mari chuckled softly and shrugged. ”I guess you could call it that.” she agreed, glad he seemed more comfortable with the idea of asking questions. ”Umm… they’re questions about being a vampire.” she warned him, looking sheepish at the confession.

He sighed a bit in relief, slightly comforted by her words, and the low chance of getting hurt while playing. Being reassured she wouldn't let something bad happen to him brought a little warmth to his heart, in a way he hadn't felt like in years. It felt very nice.
"Thanks… i really appreciate it" he offered a small smile, only now noticing the hand she had raised towards him slowly pulling back.

He watched her relative enthusiasm at the subject of peanuts and peanut butter, now curious to see what it actually tasted like.
"Allergic, as in they dont feel well after eating them?" he asked, trying to comprehend how someone could be allergic to something like that - he did know what an allergy was, yes, his mother did have a mild case of insect bite allergy as far as he could remember but peanut allergy just sounded a little weird to him, most likely because the term did not exist back in his time, and wouldn't for at least a century.

His enthusiasm stalled for a second, the expression on his face turning curious rather than disappointed or sad, as one would have expected. It was true the boy did feel a great deal of insecurity about his condition, but that was mostly because of the backlash he kept getting for it. Now, to have someone ask him about it out of curiosity and be nice to him, that took away some of the discomfort he felt.
"Sure, ask away" he smiled, trying to show Mari he wasn't too bothered by the subject, making himself a bit more comfortable in his large clothes.

”You’re welcome. Anytime.” she smiled softly back, glad to see him not so worried. Despite him being over a century old, he just seemed like a sweet innocent little boy, most likely due to his very sheltered life, and she wanted to help protect that as long as she could.

She nodded briefly at his question. ”Yeah, some people can have a… very strong negative reaction to eating or drinking something, like peanuts. Or even just coming in contact with the allergen. Depending on how bad the reaction is it could even cause a person to be taken to the hospital.” she explained as best she could. Marissa, fortunately, didn't have any allergies except for the normal reactions to certain bug bites.

She let out a soft breath, a little relieved that he didn't seem to mind but… she still felt like this could be a sensitive topic. ”Ok. Umm, you don't have to answer if any of them make you uncomfortable.” she assured him. ”It’s just all the myths… Well, there's so many about them so a lot of actual facts have gotten lost or twisted around that it's hard to see the truth anymore.” she clarified, hoping to put Damien a little more at ease. ”Like I’ve heard one that says that vampires can't eat regular food, but I know you can.” she said, feeling awkward again.

"Thank you… so much"

After her reassuring smile in the ball game subject, he slightly lowered his gaze, taking in the length of severity an allergy could reach - sure, some swelling up after a insect bite sounded serious, but actually having to see a doctor, that wasnt as okay anymore. The thought scared him a bit, partially because of how bad things could get - he was afraid to ask, but he was almost sure one could die if the allergy was bad enough.
"Just how many things can cause allergies? I only knew of insect bites until now" he asked instead, curious to know what other things could harm a person.

"Its okay" he tried reassuring her. "I'll do my best to answer as much as i can" Internally, he was trying to push himself to let go of his fears tied to the subject, especially because she had never minded the fact he wasnt like her. Besides, if he understood correctly, Mari just wanted confirmation or dismissal of stories she'd heard, so they couldnt cause much harm, now could they?
"Well, i can't promise all of my answers will be one hundred percent accurate. I mean, i already told you im probably able to eat regular food because my mother wasnt a vampire. So theres a chance my answers will be slightly altered"
He remembered her mentioning that vampires were supposedly living off blood only, but there he was, not having tasted a single drop his entire life and still able to survive. Sure, he did feel hungry very often because of that, but he always fixed it with a quick snack.
"But still, feel free to ask anything"

Mari nodded again at his thanks before biting her lip in thought. ”Well… It depends on the person. Honestly, there are a lot of things that can trigger someone's allergy. Like some can be allergic to peanuts or milk and dairy products… Others might be allergic to certain flowers or getting stung by a bee.” she said, giving a fairly brief explanation since there were so many things people could be allergic to these days.

”Yeah… I remember that.” she said softly. ”Well, slightly altered answers are fine, since I'm asking about you anyway.” she tried to smile reassuringly but it didn't come as easily considering how awkward she felt. Here goes nothing… she swallowed nervously before asking, ”I guess a good start would be… Does the sun… hurt or bother you?”

"People can be allergic to milk too? How come?" he asked, slightly in disbelief. Sure, he could understand the others - plants and bugs especially, since he lived in a forest and he'd received the basic education of what to touch/eat and what to keep away from. But stuff like milk? That sounded really strange, to him at least. No one he'd ever met had that - not that he'd met too many people in his life so that claim was a tad bit bold - and he himself had never had any issues with it.
"So strange…"

Ironically, it was then that it became obvious, to Mari at least, that the spot Damien sat in was illuminated by a faint ray of sunlight that peeked through the clouds outside, coming through the large glass windows and landing on the boy's head, bouncing off in a green hue. He hadn't flinched at all the whole time, his gaze glued to her like an obedient puppy, so it was probably safe to say sunlight didnt do too much to him.

"Well, in general no" he replied, looking at his hands. "I rarely go outside in the plain, but whenever i did and the sun was up, it just felt warm, that's all. Although there were days when it shone so bright and hot that my skin would turn red and painful if i spent too much time outside in one day. Then it would hurt for days, like i had burned myself on something, until the red spot healed. But like i said, that happened only on very hot days if i stayed out for too long"

Damien was a very pale boy from the start, so it was possible that he just got sunburns like a normal person would, albeit at a faster rate.
"There was this one time when i was younger when i fell asleep under a tree and one of my legs wasn't in the shade. I remember it hurt a lot and i didnt go out for like a week after it because i could not walk properly."

As he spoke, he shifted in place, raising one leg to his chest and rolling up his pant leg, revealing a pale calf, the white skin only interrupted by a mark slightly higher than where his sock ended. It wasn't too large or gruesome, as one would have expected form a vampire, just the small spotted remains of what was once a probably serious sunburn.

”Honestly, chamaco, I don't know why. I just know that it's one of… an unfortunately large number of food-based allergies.” she explained with a sigh. ”I have a theory but… I can’t prove it and I don't know if it's accurate or just something I jumbled together from some kind of conspiracy… I don't want to influence you with something like that if I can't confirm it.” she admitted.

Marissa felt a little silly as she finally noticed the sunbeam around Damien. But she was glad to see that it didn't bother him more than any other human.

”That’s actually a very normal reaction to the sun.” she assured him with a small smile. ”You might be a little more sensitive but… Sunburns can happen to anyone on a day like that.” She looked down when he pulled up his pant leg. ”Oh, ouch! I've never had a burn that serious.” Serious enough to leave a scar… Mari wouldn't be too surprised to hear that it was possible but it was unheard enough to her for this to be a new experience.

He looked at her curiously, wanting to know how she explained these things to herself.
"What's your theory…?" he asked, rubbing his hands in his much larger pullover sleeves. "its ok if its not accurate, im just curious. But before that, do u wanna drink something? Like tea? "

Damien sighed a little more relieved, knowing that getting burned by the sun didnt happen to him only. Finally, one thing about himself he no longer had to feel bad for.
"Yea, it was pretty bad when it happened, like i told you. Probably because, like you said, im more sensitive. But mom at the time said it was because i had stayed in the sun for very long right when it shone the brightest." he explained, recalling the event. His mother had explained to him that staying out in the sun could hurt someone, but in time he'd started to believe only he was affected by it, belief further amplified by the extended loneliness period. But now he was being reminded that was just what he'd made himself believe.
"Did you ever get sunburned?"

She gave a brief nod to acknowledge that he did want to hear her, potentially wrong and crazy, hypothesis but smiled at his offer. ”Sure. Tea sounds good. My theory is a little long. What kind of tea do you have?” she asked.

”Well, time of day and length of time in the sun do affect how badly someone can get burned so your mom wasn't wrong.” Mari pointed out kindly. She glanced down at her arms which she had always considered to be a little on the pale side but still with some tan color. ”I can burn, just not very easily. But there is stuff to prevent severe sunburns now. It's a lotion called sunscreen and there’s even a gel you can put on after if you do get burned to help… at least with the pain.” she told him.

Damien was already off the couch and heading to the kitchen door, stopping midway to answer her question.
"Well, i have several plant options, and even some forest fruit ones. Is there a particular one you like? i can try making it if i have what i need"

"Ah, i see" he nodded in aknowledgement, slightly glad he'd found someone else who had gone through the same thing as him.
"So theres stuff that can help with sunburns now? wow… That must be so useful"

Mari looked up at him, impressed when she realized that he probably made his own tea. ”Do you have anything with mint or peppermint?” she asked a little shyly. ”If not, it's not a big deal. I can just have whatever you make.” she offered as she stood to follow him, gently placing his book back on the nightstand.

”Yeah, it is useful.” she smiled, nodding a little. ”Especially if you wanna get a tan. You have to reapply to stay protected but it's nice for a full day in the sun like if you go to the beach or something.”

He perked up at the familiar names, nodding his head enthusiastically.
"Mhm! its very likely i may have both, but i definitely have one of them. I'll be back in a little bit, okay?" he said, with his hand on the door handle, swinging the door open and walking in the small kitchen. Inside, Damien began digging through his small box stash, trying to find the right herbs - which did not take too long, since he kept everything sort of organized.

"Huh, thats interesting. Back when i got burned, they'd either put yogurt or olive oil on it to help it heal, there was nothing you could use to prevent it." the boy commented, tossing the dry leaves into the boiling water on the stove.
"Are all the other questions like this one?"

”Thank you.” she called after him, smiling at his excitable response. But she was glad that she had simple enough tastes in tea that Damien was familiar with those flavors.

Mari walked over to the doorway so they could keep talking without having to raise their voices. ”Yeah? I've never heard of those remedies. Did they actually help at all?” she asked.

”I guess so.” she admitted softly with a shrug. ”But, as I said earlier, if I ask you anything that makes you uncomfortable, you don't have to answer.” she reassured him again.

"Well, im pretty sure they did." he said, pushing the leaves down into the water with a spoon. "Yogurt to help with the pain and oil to help the skin heal better. Either worked just fine, but both were just as great. After all, you saw the result, not a bad one i could say."

He shook his head gently, with a soft and calm smile, while taking out a few large cups.
"So far they've been pretty innocent. You're probably the very first outside person to not want to swat me away as soon as you knew what i was, so answering your questions just feels a lot easier than i would have thought it could ever be. So no need to worry. I'll tell you when i want to skip something, okay?"

”That’s true.” she nodded, recalling the faint scar on his leg. ”I guess I'm just not familiar with too many old home remedies like that.” she shrugged.

Mari smiled back, relieved that he didn't mind her questions about some of the myths around… vampires. Though she would still try to avoid any that were insensitive. ”That sounds fair to me.” she agreed. ”There’s so much lore and honestly some of them are kinda interesting. Like the one that says a vampire can't enter a house unless they are invited or that they can shapeshift.” she told him, a little curious if he actually had the later ability. ”Or there's this one strange one I heard that says; if you throw a handful of rice or grain in front of a vampire, they have to count it. Almost like extreme OCD to count the pieces.”

"They don't use those remedies anymore? They used to be quite common back then" he commented, looking around for something to put in the tea.
Eventually, he found a small bowl, that he placed on his table, continuing his search.

"Not able to enter a house unless invited? I've never had that happen to me. Or at the very least i dont think i was ever in a situation like that - the only houses i ever set foot in was this one and the old one." Damien said, after thinking for a little bit. "I've read a little bit about that, but i always thought it was either fiction or i wasn't affected. As for shapeshifting… hmm, i never thought of that"
Honestly, he'd lived most of his life trying to be as normal as any kid could be, and without ever meeting his vampire parent, the boy had no idea what he could or couldn't do. And answering Mari's questions only made him start thinking about how little he actually resembled a so called vampire. The thirst for blood, ability to change one's shape, the need of permission in order to set foot in a residence, none of these happened to him - was he even a real vampire after all?
"Oh, i did have several times when i spilled something on the table or floor, but i dont think i ever felt the need to count all the grains, it would have taken far too long to do all that. What's OCD tho?"