Rolf was nodding off when he heard his name, and his eyes snapped open. A strange creature stood before him - not quite like anything he'd seen before. It was rather... Jarring. The tingling in his hand told him he was holding something, and he took a quick look at whatever it was. To his surprise, it was an important looking letter, complete with a picture of the person standing before him, and to his even greater surprise, he remembered reading it at some point. He lightly slapped himself in the face a few times to try to wake up. A conversation would need a lot more attention than he was capable of at that moment. He took a moment to process what was going on before replying.
"
Mm?"
The words from the letter fell out of his head and he forgot Kyran's name almost immediately. Kyran, however, almost seemed to be a mind-reader and reminded him. "
I'm Kyran."
Oh. Must be... Right. The letter, Rolf thought to himself, and he quickly gave it a look-over again. He nodded and started trying to formulate a response. The blank look on his face showed that he wasn't finding much success. Again, Kyran came to his rescue. "
I love your hair. I'm sure we could do something more with it."
The sudden compliment was even more jarring than Kyran's appearance was. Rolf snapped awake.
Unpredictable in conversation, undoubtedly a vampire, albino complexion, very friendly. Roommate/partner, I assume? Wait-- does this guy want to give me a makeover? The blank look on his face turned to serious contemplation, to satisfaction, to utter bewilderment in the space of just a few seconds. A bit of a rollercoaster to watch, really. Kyran cut his train of thought off. "
A different shampoo to start might be a good start..." Rolf blinked.
...Yeeeep. He does. Still, he appreciated the compliments. It was a nice change of pace from the usual belittlement and threats, though there was probably still plenty of time for that. He found himself worrying about his presentability for some reason - particularly, whether he still smelled like the ocean or not. Probably did.
Rolf finally found his voice. It was a smooth baritone with a somewhat heavy Danish accent, and equal parts excitement, impatience, and complete exhaustion. Wild gesturing accompanied the words. "
Yes, yes, I know. I've been using cheapo two-in-one shampoo plus conditioner from grocery stores. Haven't had the time to use anything better." He took several very lethargic steps in a wide circle around Kyran, giving him a thorough examination. "
Vampire - young yet fully developed, so definitely turned. Right. You must be my roommate and partner. I apologize if I seem a bit out of sorts tonight - haven't slept in a while." He stopped and leaned against the wall again - and had to catch himself from falling over several times.
"
Shall we go find our place, then?"
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