Eye Candy [Crit]

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"The power of magic. All I had to do was simply change into the dress."

her admission was a lightly chuckled one as the pair of them walked past the flock of girls. Though when he stated that she was being simply mean she laughed full heartedly before shaking her head.

"I do not think so in the slightest. The girls need a role model to show them that wearing actual clothing, or to even wear something that is appropriate for girls their age will get them farther than wearing simple skimps of cloth."

As they continued to walk Vlad was instantly regretting that everything was far away. Despite being well out of sight of the girls she continued to hold his arm, using him as a crutch. Oh in the moments like this did Vlad feel exactly like a whale.

"I feel like a beached whale."

She grumbled out quietly as she rubbed her belly with one hand and continued to walk. There was not much she could or couldn't do now a days but when you felt tired all the time it was a significant pain in the ass. Though, the moment that she stated that and figured that it was out loud a dark blush crossed her features as she looked up to him.

"Forgive me, I did not mean to say that aloud. Do you perhaps have any suggestions? I do not know the area very well and it would be nice to try the local fair."

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"Healthy is a new term for me. In my world healthy as you put it meant different things. Blood letting, fire for cleaning tools, and drinking weak mead, wine and ale. Ive been in formed that the water is now drinkable. Which is more than fantastic. I do not wish to hurt my unborn child by clinging to the ways of the past."

Taking a moment Vlad read over the menu carefully, each line an examination and weighing of options. Though once the waitress came around she had already decided. Which she promptly gave her order of a tall glass of sweet tea, a sweet pastry desert, and a gyro with lamb. For some unknown reason it sounded good to get a pastry with dinner..

"Forgive me, I have been craving sweets since the beginning of my pregnancy and it has been a hard treat to fulfill in my world.. To be honest If I wanted something sweet I ate apples and fruits.."

Chuckling a bit she rested back as far as she was able with her wings in the way. Closing her eyes for a brief moment a gentle groan escaped her lips. While the walk would of been nothing to her in previous days it was a strain to her.. It would be along moment before she could make it back without having to be carried.

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At hearing Jacobs question, Vladahlia frowned a bit. This was not something one said over a light lunch. No.. It was was something that one prayed never to come up or at the very least it was something said before a final goodbye of either one being cut out ones life.. Or.. Ones life being cut from them.

"Before I came to the Academy I was an assassin. A piece in a game of over one hundred members. I was.. I am a powerful caster of dark arcane arts. It is something that services me well in that ideal. But, frankly I am grateful to be here.. Refugee or not. My world was dangerous and not kind. It was a place that I am grateful for leaving. This place gives me a new lease on hope and life."

When Vlad spoke she kept a calm and level tone, it was not something that upset her to say. Nor was it something that she was proud of. She was happy for the people that she helped along the way.. But, it was not something that she wanted to dwell on.. No matter how much of a big part of her life and wealth it was.

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Wordlessly Vlad reached out and took Jacobs hands in hers. From the outside looking in it looked like an intimate moment. However, there was something else happening. Something deeper. Something almost dark about it. The moment that Vlads hands were in his she grasped his larger ones Jacob could feel a flow of magic going from her hands to his.

This magic, or energy was positive almost like a wave of healing mixed with feel good vibes. All Vlad wanted in this moment was to feel life force. It eased her emotional anguish that was beginning to rise within her. Taking a deep breath in and then letting it out slowly the woman before him shook her head.

"Jacob. You have no idea how comforting it is to hear such things from you. To know that I am not alone in what was going on in my life. To know that I am now safe and well free to an extent. I may be a powerful caster but, I have always been scared of coming face to face with another caster equally powerful or even more so. In my world so much depended on me it was horrific."

After speaking Vlad pulled her hands from his larger ones, which was just in time because the waitress walked over. The waitress had a large tray of food and began setting things down.

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“There is much that I have not planned for the birth of my child. I have been told by my assistant that there is a hospital in which I shall be taken to and they have effective healers and midwives that are talented with easing me in this moment of need. For the first birth that I had It was something that was taken place in a pit of hell assisted by succubi with my father standing nearby in case he was needed.”

Looking over her meal she took a good whiff of it, allowing her eyes to close as the aroma tickled her nose and moistened her taste buds. This certainly smelled significantly better than hobgoblin and kobolds did, which would be a more than welcomed change. There was little that Vlad would care to admit and performing a form of cannibalism was not one of them. Times were hard before she got her ring of sustenance and then times were rough after discovering that she was once again with child.

Reaching out with both clawed hands, and in a more than dainty fashion she leaned forward and took a cautious bite of it. Both of the necromancers fox ears flattened down against her head as her eyes drifted shut. This. Was. Delicious. One bite followed another and another. There was a forced amount of proper etiquette in her motions, while there was an underlying urge to simply wolf down her food like a starved animal. Somehow Vlad forced herself to eat like a dignified lady despite having used her hands while eating the open-faced sandwich that was the gyro.

Only once she had finished and drank more fully of her drink, and ensuring that there was not a single crumb surviving on her lips did she speak once again.

“If I may ask Jacob. Do you have plans to sire more children with your current woman?”