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strangetrip2018-02-21 01:36 pm
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[EP] Learning about Humanity - OTA
Adrian had found a lot of the 'guests' at the Inn were quite pleasant and he wondered if that was how his father had found them in the beginning. When they had no idea he was a vampire, just a wanderer among them. It fueled his curiosity and he wanted to learn more about humanity. The only examples he ever had was his mother and the other villagers, besides what he had encountered here.
The best way to learn, was to observe. He didn't want to draw attention to himself, so he settled onto a small table in the restaurant area with his ever present notebook beside him. It was what he used to take notes, trying to decipher turns of phrases and words that were foreign to him. Up until this point he'd used a pencil, but on the way down he'd realized that he didn't have it with him. Instead, someone had offered him a writing utensil, they called it a pen but it looked nothing like a goose feather and he couldn't understand how it wrote without an inkwell.
As he pressed the end to the piece of paper there was nothing. Adrian's thumb accidentally moved across the end of the pen and he heard a click sound. Suddenly a point appeared at the bottom where there had been nothing. "Odd." Curiously, he moved the end over the paper and gasped when a mark appeared. Was the ink hidden?
The best way to learn, was to observe. He didn't want to draw attention to himself, so he settled onto a small table in the restaurant area with his ever present notebook beside him. It was what he used to take notes, trying to decipher turns of phrases and words that were foreign to him. Up until this point he'd used a pencil, but on the way down he'd realized that he didn't have it with him. Instead, someone had offered him a writing utensil, they called it a pen but it looked nothing like a goose feather and he couldn't understand how it wrote without an inkwell.
As he pressed the end to the piece of paper there was nothing. Adrian's thumb accidentally moved across the end of the pen and he heard a click sound. Suddenly a point appeared at the bottom where there had been nothing. "Odd." Curiously, he moved the end over the paper and gasped when a mark appeared. Was the ink hidden?

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"In my experience, most people are pretty forgiving when they understand you're not a native speaker." Well, depending on where you were in the world and who you were when you were there. Americans who hadn't met a lot of non-American people could be frankly terrible about it. Figuring out ways around communication problems was pretty common if you went anywhere in Nigeria. "They may laugh, but they also usually help."
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While Adrian was a white male, he was unusually pale with white hair. He had fangs that weren't easy to hide, but he'd learned to speak around them and to smile only so wide. Only Caroline knew his secret of being a dhampir so far at the Inn.
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Sunny had been trying to judge for a while, but it could be difficult to tell with white people. By now, though, she was fairly sure, "Not albino, though, are you?" Though that could be bias, just because both she and Lillith had been ridiculously excited to actually meet another albino.
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Sunny sighed theatrically. "Well, I suppose having one other here was enough luck. Color-wise, I don't take after anyone in my family."
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"I have pictures, if you're really curious," Sunny offered. There was very little point in the grand scheme of things to keeping her phone charged and on her at all times, but it was a habit she had not been able to break. Giving up on it was like giving up on the idea she'd ever hear from anyone on her contacts list again.
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Sunny smiled as she drew her phone out of her jeans pocket. It didn't take long to find what she needed, she's been at home for her birthday before she was taken.
She pulled up a picture of herself with her brothers. Mama had taken the shot. And for all that she was blonde and hazel-eyed and milk pale while they were rich brown, the stamp of family resemblance was on all three faces. "My brothers," she said simply, turning the phone around to show him..
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"There is much resemblance between you and your brothers." He briefly wondered what it would be like to have siblings, then dismissed the thought almost as quickly.
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"Chukwu would be gravely offended at that idea," Sunny answered wryly, laying her phone down on the table. "But then, my oldest brother is kind of an idiot."
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"Not exactly, it's..." Sunny considered how to answer that. Eventually she asked a question in turn. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
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Sunny nodded. "Sibling relationships are complicated. You can be best friends, worst enemies, or somehow both at the same time. My brothers and I show affection through teasing and sarcasm. If we get sincere, it's because something's really wrong. Put that together with Chukwu's massive ego, and yeah, he'd never admit out loud that we look alike."
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It still weighed on him that he'd had to kill his father, but Adrian understood that he'd had to do it.
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Sunny's smile was sharp. "I really wish I didn't understand that." Her father had never loved her unconditionally. He'd never wanted a girl, let alone an albino one.
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"It is difficult to reconcile the feelings that you have toward a parent. As I told a friend before arriving here, we are all in the end, slaves to our family's wishes."