Meditating by the water (Open)

[Nobelio]

Nobelio swam silently up the river. He had taught himself this skill, ad it had come in handy many times. As he neared the shore, he changed forms to that of a human. He wore a black cloak, had on jeans, and wore a cadet hat. He walked up onto the deck and sat on a bench.

Leaning back with his hands behind his head, he seemed to be a normal human taking a power nap on a deck when in reality, he was a powerful dragon that was keeping a watchful eye for those in need.

[Sehkmet Nassiri]

Charlie had decided that she was going to venture out during the night to see if there were any new creatures that she could talk to, after all, now that she once again had the love of her partner she was beginning to allow herself the things that she had denied before, and one of those things was the ability to go out and to commune with other people and creatures.

To have friends.

Seeing that there was a man, seemingly napping by the boats, Charlie cocked her head to one side and she watched him from afar, wondering, if he was really asleep or not, deciding that he must be a creature because she was unable to smell human blood, Charlie made a small humming noise while she thought of what he could be.

[Nobelio]

Nobelio listened and heard a slight humming. He turned his head, still keeping his hat over his eyes. A good thing about being from his and other certain breeds of dragon was that they had a unique ability called blindsense. It was a powerful version of sight that enable them to see, even with their eyes closed. He saw that the being before him was a vampire.

Deciding to be social, he lifted his hat off his head, revealing green eyes that literally glowed. Most humans were thorn off by this, he wondered what another creature's reaction would be.

"Hello," he said casually. He gestured to the seat next to him.

[Sehkmet Nassiri]

Charlie chuckled lightly when the man took off his hat, he was certainly no creature that she had ever seen before, and that was saying something, she was one of the oldest vampires living in Britain after all, perhaps he was from another country who's creatures didn't inhabit British soil?

Seeing that he was gesturing to the seat next to him, Charlie lifted up her long Victorian skirt and walked over to him, dropping her skirt back down to the floor as she sat down on the ground, glad that the deck of the ship was dry so that she would not get her velvet dress wet.

"Hello." she replied, holding her hand out "Charlie Disneur. Vampire."

Deciding to be honest from the off, Charlie did not see the point in lying to a fellow creature.

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