Post-Apocalyptic RP

[Color Me Fubar]

The succubus laughed in delight. It was rare someone asked her about her race or herself and she found it a nice change. "It's like...why do humans eat when they're not hungry? Boredom, it tastes good, it feels good - all of the above," Esaad tried to explain, actually thinking about her words unlike the rest of the time. "And I may be strong and have a lot of energy, but I also consume quite a bit as well. I have to replenish it. There's a balance between being strong enough to not need it constantly and not needing it at all. There are succubi and incubi stronger than I am that hardly ever have to feed. Most do anyway, because they like it. Energy tastes different and it tastes good." She smiled at him. "Your energy is quite good, to be honest."  

[Wayne Daemon]

"So, what do you like the most and do you like mine or my brothers better?" he asked watching her happily because now he was the one asking the questions and giving away anymore information that will hurt him latter on. "I mean I get energy two ways so I get a lot of different tastes. So I can only imagine what you have to do to get new flavor." he said realizing he is a little happy that he dose unless he has to eat something to take its form.  

[Color Me Fubar]

"Oh, I like yours best," Esaad informed him with a wink. "And it's not as hard as you make it sound, to get a new taste. Everyone has their own flavor - but different races are completely different. And it's a nice change." She did an odd spin in the air before righting herself, peering at him curiously. "Were you alive before the end?" she asked suddenly.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"I am only 21. But I have a few memory's from the ones I have eaten of the past and from my parents." he said stopping looking at her wondering what was so important about then. "What do you want to know and I might know what you want to know. And how long ago?" he asked watching her closely.  

[Color Me Fubar]

She shrugged. "I was just curious. Most of the creatures I run into are pretty old, so I wanted a basis for comparison." The succubus wasn't about to say what she was fishing for - not yet. If he was on that thing's side, however unlikely it seemed, she didn't want to tip it off. "It was about...three hundred years ago, I think. Give or take a decade," Esaad replied, having to think about it. She didn't pay attention to the passage of time much, but one could hardly forget the apocalypse.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"Only got one memory of around then from my mom. Thats when we came out of hiding and started dieing off. I got some before then and a few 200 years ago. But its hard to know what your looking for if you dont have a decade range with a specific question mainly the question." He said wondering what she really wanted and why. But it did not matter, if she really wanted to know she would ask him or she has a reason why she does not ask. "Well lets continue." He said taking the lead this time knowing that it did not matter where they were going as long as they were away from where they were. At least to him thats what mattered.  

[Color Me Fubar]

Esaad nodded, remaining a few inches off the ground as she followed him - which still only put her about his ear, she noted with a rolling of her eyes. No matter. It didn't matter to her where they were going either and she was happy to let him take the lead for now. It let her think more and concentrate less on possible enemies. She wondered why he had had asked who had tasted better. "Jealousy? Curiosity? Probably that," she decided with a smile. She could work with curiosity. It had killed the proverbial cat, after all.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"So how often do you find people and talk to them?" He asked wanting to know more about her because she knew a lot about him but he still had a lot to learn about her and how she lived. "Because for me, your the first person I let live who was not family. That's possibly stronger than me." He said thinking about that now, he did not know how strong she was though she was out of sight when he and his half brother was fighting so possibly not strong enough to fight them both.  

[Color Me Fubar]

She smiled at his last remark. "I actually try to find people quite regularly, when I get bored digging through decrepit libraries and ruins," she added with a shrug. "I get a lot of information out of people and they don't realize they're telling me important things. Sometimes I spell them, but usually they just don't know that what they're saying is important. And occasionally detrimental to their health." The succubus smiled again, her eyes glowing slightly for a second before dimming down.  

[Wayne Daemon]

"You enjoy that don't you? I know I would, though it might get boring not having to work to get anything sometimes." he said thinking about that now. "Well at least I fought myself and now your limited to one question or you watching me." he said smiling more thinking that it bothered her.  

[Color Me Fubar]

"I planned on doing that anyway, the watching part," Esaad purred with a sly smile. "After all, I was pretty bored until I sensed you and then what do I find? A magic house, fighting brothers, a power-mad mother - it's like something out of the old myths, except a lot less blood magic," she continued, a glint in her eye as if she wouldn't be unhappy about the last bit. The succubus looked around curiously, as if hoping something would jump out and attack them just for the blood bit, but alas, nothing appeared.