Night Bleeds Feb 2017

This is the first round of book/movie club for this year. This year, instead of being just vampires, I wanted to bring in the themes of witches and zombies as well. Why? Because, as I pointed out last year with a few of the selections (Dark Crystal, Hocus Pocus, Omega Man) they can be one and the same.

So I thought it was fitting to start the year off with a story that manages to walk that tightrope. Practical Magic. (book by Alice Hoffman was released in 1995 and the movie starring Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman in 1998) I've actually talked about the movie a few times over the years on here, and was even inspired to make pancakes with apple syrup back a few years ago, for Food n' Flix as part of a big "potluck".

book:  Sally and Gillian have spent their whole lives trying to be like everyone else. Only, they're not. They come from a family of strong women who just happen to be able to cause things to happen. Gillian, the younger of the two sisters, ran away from home when she was a teenager, was married 3 times, and lived everywhere across the lower United States. Her mistakes were as wide open as the places she lived. Sally, the older of the two, has been the adult in every way since she was just a kid. Both witnessed how passion can cause you to loose your morals along with your heart; at very young ages as they watched everyone in their town it would seem, come to their Aunts for spells. Both women end up reacting to the knowledge in different ways. Sally, ends up a young widow with two young daughters of her own. Her heartbreak causes her to move as far from their hometown and the Aunts as possible. Sally has just begun to really get her life back on track, when Gilly shows up one night with her dead boyfriend in the backseat of the car. The two women have no choice but to bury the body in the backyard.
Jimmy's body, fertilizes the yard so quickly, it causes lilacs to grow out of season and practically over night, drawing to Sally's house, all the women in the neighbourhood. Each seems to find themselves saddened by the memories of their own lost loves, not knowing why. On one of these particularly hot summer nights, as Gilly is standing outside under them remembering the few good moments with Jimmy, Ben a teacher at the school where Sally works, sees her. Ben falls instantly in love with Gilly, and just like some of the women who used to visit the Aunts, Ben just won't give up on love.
Sally's daughters, both teenagers, find themselves falling hard as well. Antonia, the older of the two, falls in love with a boy at work, Scott. While Kylie, the younger and wilder, has to admit she's got feelings for her best friend Gideon.
But before the summer is completely over, the two women find themselves the main suspects when Detective Hallet comes looking for Jimmy in a multi murder investigation. A man who Sally now is unable to tear herself away from.
As the Owens women deal with their new set of relationships, they also have to deal with the "man in the yard", who even in death doesn't want to give up control, and continues to abuse them.

movie: The Owens women have been cursed in love for hundreds of years. It seems any man who falls in love with them dies young in a horrible accident. This combined with the fact the whole family are witches, causes the latest generation -Sally and Gilly- to be outcasts in their town. Gilly, always the party girl, runs away as a teenager cris-crossing from place to place breaking hearts along the way. That is until she meets Jimmy Anglelov; an abusive drunk. Sally on the other hand, falls in love with the guy working at the grocery store. Soon, Sally's life is peaceful as she's finally accepted by the locals now that she's married. But her happiness is short lived. A few years into the marriage, Sally's husband is killed in an accident, leaving her and their two young daughters with no choice but to move back in with Sally's aunts.  Sally's aunts are known to be able to cast love spells, which Sally learns they did for her to years before to help her get married. After dealing with her grief, Sally opens a small store with her two best friends.
Meanwhile, things have gotten worse for Gilly, who's had to resort to slipping belladonna into Jimmy's drinks to keep him sedated. When she finally has the courage to ask for help, Gilly calls Sally to come pick her up. But Jimmy tries to kidnap them both, and in self defense, they poison him. Now, after both women have spent their lives denying their magickal heritage, they try one of the most complicated spells to bring Jimmy back to life. Now a zombie, Jimmy is even worse; resorting in Sally killing him for a second time and having to be buried in the backyard.  The rose bush that was planted over him begins to grow wildly overnight, taking over the entire yard. Before they know it, a police officer shows up on their doorstep looking for the missing Jimmy. Gilly tries unsuccessfully to cast a spell on the officer, terrified of being sent to jail. This causes both Sally to confess everything, and Jimmy's ghost to start possessing Gilly.
Sally, her daughters, the aunts and most of the women in the neighbourhood then band together to help release Gilly from the death grip Jimmy is still holding on with.


The differences between the movie and the book are enough to notice, but not enough to call them different stories. Such as in the movie, Sally and her daughters move back into the Aunt's house after the death of her husband; where in the book this is the point in the story where they leave the Aunt's house.  The character of Jimmy is already dead in the novel when Gilly shows up, but in the movie, he dies after Sally rescues Gilly from him. The two daughters, Antonia and Kylie, are reversed in age and appearance from book to movie. Detective Hallet has a major role in the movie, but does not appear in the book until the last 50 pages; as the Jimmy storyline is not as up front. The characters of Scott, Ben and Gideon are left out of the movie all together. Sally owns a store in the movie, but in the novel she's a secretary at a school. The Aunts have even less effect on the novel's plot then they do in the movie, as we see them in the very beginning and end only. And there is no actual possession in the novel as there is in the movie. 

The themes in the movie are sisterhood, love, abuse, trust, honesty, faith, believing in yourself and duality. Everything seems to be done in twos here. From the sisters - the Aunts Jet and Francis, Sally and Gilly, Antonia and Kylie- to the men, to the best best friends. (Gilly starts off with her first teenaged boyfriend and ends with Jimmy. Both men are less then intelligent. Sally starts off with her husband Michael and ends with the detective Hallet. Both of whom are overly sensitive.) Sally has two female friends who are Wiccans, and there are two of the school moms featured repeatedly that become part of the coven.
Just as Gilly/Sally are duel sides of a coin, so are Jimmy/Hallet. Each representing the best and worst characteristics of what men are capable of. Each in their own way, devoted to their ideals. And both happen to be "cowboys". Which has to be the ultimate symbol of male movie icons just as a witch is the ultimate symbol of female movie icons. We also have two dead "sister witches" in the form of Maria Owens in the 1660's and the mother of Sally/Gilly from the 1960's.

The themes in the book are sisterhood, trust, abuse, grief, death, control, self awareness, be careful what you wish for, sadness/depression. There is this sense of everything balancing itself out but not in the same way the movie ends up doing. There really isn't the same level of duality in the original novel, but more of a coming full circle. As shown with the drugstore girl who begs and begs repeatedly for the aunts to help her make the man she loves love her back. Only, when it becomes too much for her, she becomes trapped in her own bitterness. Later, at the end of the novel we hear she finally "gets free of him" when the husband dies and she leaves town. While trying to control the man of her desires, she ends up being controlled by him, which is her own fault.

And what did everyone learn last year in book/movie club about vampires...don't always look for a blood sucking fiend. Be aware that real vampires drain your life. They take from you what makes you you. Be it your blood, or energy, or spirit, or self respect. 
Add to that, the modern popculture zombies are all branched off from the vampire genre and how in folklore vampires/witches/ghosts were considered the same thing...well see where I was going with this month's selection.   So, the story has two "vampires" in a lot of ways. Jimmy and Drugstore Girl. (who we see in the beginning and end of the movie too) Jimmy's abuse and addictive behavouir in life, his ability to call to the women in the neighbourhood like a male siren, controlling everyone with fear and setting them into petty fights (in the novel)  and his ghostly possession (in the movie).  Drugstore Girl doesn't care about anyone else's feelings but her own, demanding over and over from the aunts assuming they and those around her owe her something, taking not only the freewill of her lover but destroying his marriage to his first wife as well.

I decided to make something this time around. In the book, the characters of Sally and her two daughters are vegetarians, one of the movie's most noted scenes is when Sally looks up at the sky and comments on the red light around the moon, and everything important seems to happen in the garden in both movie/book. So, taking these elements, I decided to make a "blood on the moon salad". 

I used a pre-mixed of mixed greens (spinach, radicchio, endive, green romaine, red oak, arugula, red chard)
dried cranberries, smoked almonds, red grapefruit and a feta oregano vinaigrette.

I had wanted to do a blood orange, but couldn't find any so that's why I went with the red grapefruit. Which looked a lot deeper in real life, not as deeply red on camera sadly.

The almonds, I just used a rolling pin to crush them a little.

The combo of sweet cranberries with the salty of the feta worked amazingly well with the smokiness of the almonds. This is a combo, I would dare to even add in a dessert. The whole time, I couldn't stop thinking that it would have been perfect in a cheesecake.

Nothing overly fancy, but yay, food inspired by the combo this month.

If you would like to take part in any upcoming Night Bleeds book/movie combos, the next one is in April. We'll be covering The Vampire Lestat (book) and Queen of the Damned (movie)  But I'll post an official note about it next month.

Coffee Talk Feb 24th 2017

Spudguns!   It's a Friday. Just jamming in for a quick moment to remind everyone that this Sunday is the last Sunday of the month, which means it's the first Night Bleeds combo for 2017.  We're covering Practical Magic.

Also, to remind you my lovely readers, that I kinda need your input. You might remember, I asked you all to leave me some movie recommendations back few weeks ago. Would still love to hear from everyone.(here's the post to refresh your eyes)

There are a few What that Movie Inspired Me to Do; coming up soon. (Food n' Flix, and some more zombies courtesy of Heather at All Roads Lead to the Kitchen)

Till later

Random movie Feb 22

movie: These Girls
starring: David Boreanaz, Caroline Dhavernas
genre: Drama
year: 2005
format: Hollywood Suites Channel

plot: Three teenaged girls blackmail the one hot older man in their town into a sexual relationship.

Based on the play

So, flipping channels, flipping flipping see a movie listing Boreanaz so decide okay why not?  Okay, so the last time I decided to randomly watch a movie on tv because of one of the "main actors", it ended up they were barely in it. Not the case here. Boreanaz is in 90% of this. So that's a plus.  I had a small smile when I saw a scene where one of the characters is flipping a coin trying to decide what to do and it was indeed a Canadian coin. Bonus points.

And that's about where the good vibes ended. I'm not too sure what the main goal of this movie was? Were we suppose to feel sorry for any of the characters; the three teens who not only cause an affair, but upturn the lives of their whole sphere; or the older man who should have known better and had some respect for himself? Is it a cautionary tale of small town boredom? What?

I think this would have been more interesting if they had done something else with the one main male character. Either made him a sleazier guy or a nicer one. Cause as a middle of the road character, he didn't have much.

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p1

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 301, chapter 301

Out of Time...

Edric stormed around the backyard, his double row of fangs bottom and top exposed, his eyes pure white of the banshee, his nails taloned claws. A roar escaped his throat that was more than an growl, more than anything any of them had heard before. Landin swallowed the bolt of fear as he jumped from the hood of the car where he'd been sitting for the last hour watching the hybrid. The sound shook the windows of the house, in pure anger.

"What do you mean you lost her?" Quentin asked over the phone. Seward headed towards the middle of their street trying to get out of ear shot of the very pissed off Edric. "How do you loose a 5'7 170 pound banshee? Like how?"

"Dude,dude, dude. We didn't loose her..." he said pointing to himself. "Technically, it was Edric who lost her. But but but...technically she's not lost. Just not in this dimension." the younger male said into the phone as he bit his thumb in worry.

"Again, I ask how do you loose track of a 5'7 170 pound woman?" Quentin's voice was barely audible over the sound of a mack truck honking and speeding past in the background.

"Bacchus." he said simply shrugging to himself as if it was all the explanation needed.


A few hours earlier...

Edric leaned on the ticket counter, the sliver coloured purse draped over his wrist, causing the two teenaged boys working the concessions counter to snicker. Nosferatu had tossed the object at him along with her black cardigan  as she went to the ladie's room. Seeing the line was starting to form, the hybrid went ahead and bought the tickets for the latest western. Our heroine returned, startling one of the teens causing him to become extremely bashful as he took their snack order. Raising an eyebrow Edric turned to look at his sire not understanding what had caused the sudden turn of events.

That was his first mistake.  Nosferatu was standing there in a grey tweed pencil skirt that came just below her knees, and a buttoned up blouse with sleeves that came to her elbows, a shade lighter. He had watched her agonize over the outfit for a half hour back at the warehouse; like any other woman would. With the sweater, she looked like someone out of the 1950's. It also reminded him of the dream he'd had earlier. Edric couldn't pull his gaze from her, as she seemed to glow. In fact, he felt dizzy suddenly and it had nothing to do with his emotions for her. The hybrid's shoulders began to tighten as his ears twitched. The air around them had shifted just slightly, giving a subtle hint at the collective rise in temperature. Sniffing, the sandy-blonde male snarled as he acknowledged the fact a few of the movie goers were starting to move closer to them.

"...Edric?" her voice slithered around his brain, causing the hybrid to do a double take. "My purse." she held her hand out for it. Moving his wrist so that it slipped onto her's, the male felt a tightness in his throat. It suddenly occurred to him, he'd only seen her interact with humans a few times before. He wasn't sure if this was just the half god thing or the vampire nature? Either way, he understood now why the others called the results a love spell. And whatever that was causing her to effect the humans in the room, it was causing the absolute worst parts of his werewolf side to come bubbling up to the surface. Edric wasn't sure he'd make it through the next two hours without ripping the throats out of all of them. 

He finally understood the mixed messages. The sandy-blonde male realized for the first time, that his sire wasn't denying him out of spite or games; but because she wasn't sure his intentions were, well his intentions. How could someone who's designed to entrap, trust that anyone attracted to them is truly so?  Collecting their snack order, he followed her into the screening room. It seemed to drip with the scent of something forgotten. The hybrid's nose was on full alert as he placed their snacks down, moving around the room, his face blank.

"We're going to sit here." he pointed to a row on the far side of the screening room, nearest the handicapped area. "It smells the cleanest." Taking their seats, Edric let out a deep breath, craning his neck around to see how many others were going to watch the film as well. To his relief, there were only three other people who entered the room. Half way through the movie, the sandy-blonde male began to get restless. He couldn't seem to sit still, his knee bouncing, shoulders feeling like they were too big for the small space; even though they had a whole row to themselves. He sensed before he even felt our heroine place her hand on his thigh in a mild attempt to get the fledgling to sit still. Which he then did for the rest of the movie. Edric sat in stone silence all his attention on the screen, taking in the shades of golden yellow dust that seemed to cover the actors clothes and the suppressed noon day sun that always seemed to hang behind some cliched clock tower.  Just as the credits started to roll, he leaned over planting a unseen kiss on our heroine's temple. The hybrid felt a calm he'd never felt before as they left the cinema together, discussing what they thought of it. And for a few hours, Edric forgot he was supernatural. Forgot he was in a supernatural relationship. For a few hours he'd allowed himself to just enjoy himself again. Without thinking about the new rules, without thinking about the bloodlust, without thinking about his need to be pack alpha. For a few hours Edric was just some random hot guy on a normal average date with some nice geeky chick he had a crush on. 

That was his second mistake.


Five minutes ago...

"Tell me again what happened?"  Ruthven asked as he stood in the middle of the Van Helsing's backyard, a cigar in hand. Edric shook his head his eyes closed, nostrils flaring. He knew he needed to get things under control, knew he needed to be able to think clearly. Which wasn't going to happen anytime soon if he stayed transformed. Taking a few deep breathes, the hybrid managed to get his fangs to retract, allowing partial control over his own body.

"I told you. We were in bed and this pair of arms just appeared out of thin air, like from some bad horror film and grabbed her. Lifted her up towards the ceiling, like ten feet off the bed and pulled her through this whirling portal thing. I could see Bacchus on the other side, and she was gone!"   Ruthven nodded as he took a few drags on the cigar rolling his hand indicating for Edric to continue. "What do you want me to say? That's it! I came right over cause I have no idea what to do!"

"Everything I have heard you guys saying about him, everything I've read in those spellbooks Nosferatu has been clinging to like her life depends on them, about these gods...Bacchus is more cruel than Loki. And Loki is the trickster! Bacchus, he waited...he baited you! He waited till you were emotionally attached to her and ripped her out of your grasp. Literally! What did you do to piss him off?"

"I didn't do anything!" Edric's words were pressed through clinched teeth. "He warned us days ago that he was going to take her. To have her lead some army or something. We didn't think he meant now!"

"So what he's messing with you for nothing?"

"I don't know? He is a god." the hybrid said practically spitting the sentence. "All I do know is I...I can't...I can't loose her." he shrugged. The male blinked, letting out yet another deep breath, his eyes shifting back to their human blue. "As cheesy as it sounds, Nosferatu is pretty much all I've got left. For the first time in a really really long time, I was actually happy."

"Well there you go." Ruthven said taking another long drag on the cigar. "There's your answer. You dared to have a happily ever after. Which in your case really would have been for all eternity. Haven't you ever paid attention to those crappy romance novels or bad horror films? Whenever the heroes start thinking it's happily ever after time, the big bad swoop in and poop all over it." he moved his hands in a smoothing gesture. "Poop, over everything."

"So what are you saying?" the hybrid did a double take shaking his head, his one palm up. "Bacchus stole her because we slept together?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying." Ruthven blew smoke in the hybrid's face.

"He's saying, style up your hero hair, we're pulling a Stefan." Seward said walking over to them. "What? I know I'm not the only one who watches Vampire Diaries."

"Dream you said something similar." Edric replied pointing at him.  Seward's face dropped as he took a large step back.

"You dreamed about me? Dude, I don't roll that way."


Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your heroine...me(straight up story. Hero hair...)

What that movie inspired me to do (Walking Dead)

Spudguns! It's that time again, where I head to the kitchen and make something inspired by something. And this week, I'm joining my friend Heather from All Roads Lead to the Kitchen, for her zombie fueled theme day.
The zombie of the day is Walking Dead.  I have to admit, I'm a real late comer to the whole Walking Dead  fandom. In fact, it was Heather who got me hooked on it, on a dare actually. Yep, a dare.

So my inspiration comes from two different parts. From the character of Carol, who we see baking and cooking a few times in the series, and from the fact we see a few characters over the course of the series eating something in a package. It could be instant soup, or military style rations, or hot chocolate or it could be instant oatmeal. I ran with the idea of it being instant oatmeal, and decided to make cookies

Ingredients

1/2 cup butter softened
1/4 c white sugar
1/2 c brown sugar
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1egg
1 Tablespoon milk (I used almond milk)
1/4 teaspoon baking powder
1 c flour
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
4 packages of instant oatmeal





Cream together both brown sugar and white sugar with the butter,
Mix in cinnamon, flour, baking powder, baking soda,
Add milk and egg, mix well,
Add oatmeal

Bake at 350degrees for 10 minutes, depending on your oven











The recipe I had did not actually say if they were drop cookies or bar cookies or what...so I went with the notion that they were drop cookies.
















I know, the dvd cases are NOT the Walking Dead, but I don't actually have any of the seasons in my collection. So just pretend what I do have is...well it's a zombie isn't it... Don't forget to head over to All Roads Lead to the Kitchen, and see what goodies Heather dug up.

The Nosferatu Adventures s11 p26

The Nosferatu Adventures 
page 300, chapter 300

Love Me Like a Candle in the Rain

Hitting the light switch, Edric flooded the nurse's station with harsh fluorescent light. "Out!" he said holding the door open with one hand, pointing with the other. The two teenagers jumped running past him back towards the gym rejoining the dance. Shaking his head, he returned once more to the coat room. He had only been gone for two minutes, but still he felt it was necessary to do another sweep of the room. The phone started to buzz midway through. "Yeah."

"So what happened? We were cut off." Seward said over what sounded like a blender.

"She walked in caught me on the phone, she heard you by the way." Edric replied as he returned to his desk sitting down again.  Something didn't feel right. He began opening and closing the drawers of the old desk, finding a few paperclips, a broken pencil and some crumpled pages.

"Have you tried asking her out?" Seward said flatly. "Instead of just staring like one of your students in heat."

"No actually..." Edric let the sentence drop. He had never actually had to do the asking, which worked in his favour as he could be down right shy at times. He'd just been sitting back waiting for Nosferatu to make the first move. Getting distracted, the sandy-blonde male ran his hand over the back of his neck feeling a cold chill, his eyes drawn to the pieces of paper. Lifting them out of the drawer, he began to smooth them out, expecting to find some crude doodles or bad love poems. Instead, the pages were in another language with what seemed like occult symbols. "I'll call you later." hanging up, Edric's attention was absorbed into his new treasure.

"What you reading? Love letters?" our heroine's voice shattered his world yet again, causing Edric to jump. She crossed the room, two bottles of pop in hand, offering him one.

"Who's classroom is this usually?" he asked realizing he'd never seen the door to it open during school hours. Nosferatu shrugged.

"As far as I know, it hasn't been used this year. I think it's just storage. Why?"

"I just found this here in this drawer." he gestured to the entire desk. "Just wondering who these belonged to?" he asked holding up the pages. The female grabbed his hand forcing him to hold the pages still. Clearing his throat Edric pushed the little glasses up, his left knee bouncing.

"I think this is Russian. I think?" her hand lingering on his for a long few seconds, letting her fingers trail down his knuckles as she did.

"Would explain why I can't read it. Can you read this?"

"No." she shook her head. "I need to take another round of the halls." once again there was the briefest brush of her hand against his shoulder before she turned to leave the room. Leaning back in his chair, Edric ran his hands over his face, trying to remember his own lecture notes for the morning. His peace disturbed by the sound of footsteps hovering just outside of the door. Getting up, he crossed back to see if it was Nosferatu returning or just a student. Only, there was no one there. The hallway was completely empty, all the class room doors nearest to him closed. The music coming from the gym was a slow song informing him that the dance was almost over. Looking at the clock, Edric felt dizzy. Somehow it was almost 9pm.

"Where did the last forty-five minutes go?" he asked the empty room.  The coat room was pretty much cleaned out by 9:15pm, allowing Edric to grab his own jacket ready to flee the building. One final look around the room to make sure no one had forgotten their gloves or hats, and he was able to turn the lights off, closing the door. He'd also stuffed the pages into the inner pocket of his jacket before doing so.  There was just something about them that was digging at his subconscious. The door to the gym was still wide open as he past it. Peeking in, he spotted our heroine as she moved around the now fully lit room, a garbage bag in hand picking up pop bottles and chip bags. Edric was thinking he should offer to help clean, but the phone buzzed before he could find the strength to open his mouth. "yeah."

"The dance is over right? Is she still there?" Seward asked. Edric could hear what sounded like a fast food drive thru then Seward's voice muffled as he ordered a cheeseburger.

"Yeah, she is actually." he ducked out of listening range moving speedily towards the main doors of the building.

"Okay, I just drove past the school and you my friend are in luck. Other than a small mini-van that some parent is sitting in with what looks like eight of the students, your car is the only one left in the parking lot. So unless she's already called a cab, she's going to need a lift."  Edric stopped in between the double set of glass doors, his hand already on the outer door handle. He heard the younger male drop the cell phone as he got his food. Edric ran his hand through his hair, pushing up the little glasses again. The heaters in the lobby were causing the glass door to fog up rapidly reminding Edric of just how cold the night had become. He looked back again over his shoulder seeing our heroine turning off the lights for the gym, closing the doors. "Dude, ask her out. Like a normal person in a normal situation." Seward continued. "The way you act sometimes, you'd think you were the tragic hero in one of those novels you have your students read. Or a character on Vampire Diaries, all broody and with the hair."

"She's not even my type." his voice was pinched as he regretted the lie the second it left his lips.

"Uh huh. Yet every im eeess aroff ooo urn into a belly kic." he said around a mouthful of fries.

"What?" Edric saw a set of headlights pull up into the parking lot, forcing him to open the door and face the cold.

"I said, yet every time she's around you turn into a jelly fish."

"I...I do not!" Edric crossed the length of the school lot meeting up with the cab. "Hi, I think there's been a mix up, the lady who called already has a ride." he smiled brightly at the driver; heading back towards the school's main doors. "Hanging up now." he put the phone in his pocket just as our heroine was locking up the inner set of doors. Edric suddenly remembered what it was like being a frustrated teenager, the awkwardness pulling his stomach in knots.

"You're still here? I thought you would have been gone ten minutes ago." the female said as she adjusted her purse strap on her shoulder, putting on her gloves.

"Just heading out now." Edric gestured towards the street. He watched as she stepped outside turning to lock the outer set of doors as well. "Are you waiting for someone? Cause it's freezing..."

"I called a cab, should have actually been here by now." she mimicked his gesture towards the street.

"I saw..." he brought his one hand up scratching his thumb across his forehead before running his hand through his hair again. "I saw one sort of circle through like it was looking for someone but didn't stop." Edric's voice dropped a notch as he closed his eyes, unable to meet her's. "But I have my car if you want a ride?"

"Don't you live on the far side of town?" she asked mindlessly reaching for her phone. "Haven't I seen you coming from that direction?"

"Yes I do actually." the sandy-blonde male cleared his throat pushing his glasses up again in a nervous twitch. "But you know what, um...if you're not having any...if you're not doing...do you want to grab a drink?" he blurted feeling the heat rise across his ears. Our heroine was about to answer when Edric caught the scent of something. "Do you smell something burning?"


Meanwhile...

Out of Time...

Edric woke coughing, his delicate nose twitching his eyes watering. Sitting up on the sofa, the hybrid found his sire standing over a hotplate in the middle of the attic. Stumbling across the length of the place, he opened a window, letting the smoke out. "What was that?"

"Too much mugwort. Sorry." the female replied trying to hold her nose. "Must have been some dream, you were talking in your sleep just before you woke up. All I got to say is, whomever you were dreaming of, lucky them." giving up, our heroine took the small pot off the burner turning it off.

"Just my subconscious getting my brain in sync with my dick." he mumbled grabbing a pen and piece of paper trying to remember the symbols from his dream. "Any idea what this means?" he asked handing them to her. Letting out a deep breath Edric rolled his eyes towards the ceiling. "Do you like westerns?"


TO BE CONTINUED...NEXT SEASON

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your heroine...me(straight up story. I've got the song 'Foolish Love' by Lord Tracy stuck in my head while writing this one)