About me: Name is Nikita Alexeev,and I am a Royal Vampiric-Fae hybrid, the last living of my family. Of course I don't tell anyone that I am of Royal Descent. Because of my uniqueness I am able to cloak my scent making ALL supernatural creatures to ACTUALLY BELIEVE that I am human. Which works for me,for they see me as innocent and weak. When they underestimate me,I smile because I actually know what I can do. I work as a bartender at Club Fangtasia,and my mate/boyfriend is the sexy Sheriff Eric Northman.
it was actually a relief for Eric to learn that Nikita wasn't going to turn him down when it came to becoming a daywalker. Perhaps she was indeed the one he had been waiting for and he had misunderstood the fact that it wasn't Sookie but Nikita he was meant to be with. Fate perhaps played a part as well having a sense of humor on his behalf.
"I am more than ready, being as old as I am, and truth be told, I was a daywalker for a short moment, every vampire was, but this time it will be different, since I am going to spend the eternity with you~" Back then Eric had been a bit of a rascal and it felt like he had finally grown up.
"Why not make it permanent from the start?" He then asked, eyeing her curiously, but was going to accept whatever she was going to say in response. Perhaps she assumed that he had to get used to the fact of being outdoors for starters, or that she didn't initially trust him with this boon.
It was obvious to Eric by just looking at her face that Nikita was asking herself questions that no on e but him could answer to. The way she was biting her bottom lip and moved her hair aside was a sure sign of nervousness,The blonde vampire had an amused smile on his lips, admittedly curious what was going on in her head and what she was going to say.When she did his features softened and the smile became genuine, nodding at her words.
"Well, it comes a time for everyone, and I guess that you are the one I have been waiting for", he told her honesty, recalling that he had not been particularly good boyfriend nor son in his younger years, before the hunt of the murders had led to him becoming a vampire and perhaps it was meant to happen after all. "I have been wondering something too, and that you never asked me to become like you, being able to walk in the sun, and not hide indoors."
Instantly as Eric heard the question Nikita asked the dime dropped. It explained why she had this shy smile lingering on her lips. "Well, you took me by surprise but I see no reason to turn down a proposal", he smiled, thinking that his own question could be on hold for a while.
"How long have you been wanting ask me this?" He asked, watching her with a raised brow, admitting to himself that he was curious what her response was going to be.
it was obvious to Eric that Nikita hadn't expected to hear this answer and the smiele on his llips was slanted. "Perhaps, if I you will answer a question of mine too"; he asked, gesturing towards her to proceed. His question was to ask if she was going to make him a daywalker and that he didn't have to find shelter before each daybreak.
Eric smiled back at Nikita, aware of her response from learning that she was going to be part of his business. "Well, I am certain that you are the one I was waiting for all these years, my soul mate, and i feel that this is. for the first time to boot, that I want to do", he told her honestly, curious what her response would be to him regarding them as soul mates.
There was a smirk on Eric's lips as the apparent surprise was visible on Nikita's face. "You didn't expect me to actually consider sharing Fangtasia with you?" he asked, his blue eyes locking with hers, curious what her response would be.
Reaching for the bottle of SoCo Eric filled a glass of his own and took a small sip of the, for him, untasted drink. “No, I haven’t actually but now that you mention it, perhaps it is something to consider”, the blonde vampire sheriff said, his lips pursed as he was pondering about Nikita’s suggestion. “If so, we need must find reliable people to run it in OUR name~” he responded, and looked at Nikita, as if to determine what she was thinking about his idea.
//I noticed it was sort of a double post and I also wonder if we are going to wrap up the ‘Hallucinations’ story?
Eric smiled at Nikita while making himself a drink spiced with blood. "So, what do you think of my ideas for Fangtasia?" She was always welcome to have a suggestion of her own and even to disapprove his.