At that, he couldn't really help but smirk a little. Was she right? Was it never too late to learn? Most people liked to think so. Blade wasn't so sure. Couldn't train someone his age to be as good of a hunter as he was. Poor bastard would probably get killed.
"Dunno. They say past a certain age, you can never be fluent in a language. Way I figure it, flirting is another language. If I'm right, then I'm just fucked."
His eyes followed her very neat, delicate way of eating with her own silverware. Literally silver, at that. Huh. He glanced around, but no other hunters were looking this way. The booths were private, and most respected that. Probably a good thing, although he was pretty sure not many here would recognize the significance of her choice of metals. Most knew that silver was bad for supernatural creatures. Hell, she had weapons that could help fuck up a vampire or werewolf in her choice of dining utensils.
But Blade had a pretty good idea of what it meant. He'd hunted a wider range of the supernatural than most. Without a word at first, he reached over and moved the steel silverware away from her.
"Well, good news is you've got your own makeshift weapons if a suckhead gets too close." He picked up the fork and looked it, twirling it around in the low light. "Other news is that if you're avoiding this, you're fae if you haven't figured it out yet. And apparently a former fae queen, if your Redman is right. And you do cold and dark. Unseelie. A former queen of the Unseelie fae. Strange would eat this shit up."
Blade regarded her for several moments, his expression, as usual, unreadable behind his sunglasses. Then he quirked a bit of a smile. "Nicest Unseelie I've ever met. Prettiest, too. Just don't advertise it around here. Better safe than sorry, but I'm betting not many people here have too much experience with fae. I'm also betting that if they have, it hasn't been good."
He tilted his head to the side after taking another thoughtful bite of his steak. "But you aren't that person now. You're just an M, finding out if she can hunt vampires. And if you can do that, you're good in my books."
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Date: 2012-08-19 01:56 am (UTC)"Dunno. They say past a certain age, you can never be fluent in a language. Way I figure it, flirting is another language. If I'm right, then I'm just fucked."
His eyes followed her very neat, delicate way of eating with her own silverware. Literally silver, at that. Huh. He glanced around, but no other hunters were looking this way. The booths were private, and most respected that. Probably a good thing, although he was pretty sure not many here would recognize the significance of her choice of metals. Most knew that silver was bad for supernatural creatures. Hell, she had weapons that could help fuck up a vampire or werewolf in her choice of dining utensils.
But Blade had a pretty good idea of what it meant. He'd hunted a wider range of the supernatural than most. Without a word at first, he reached over and moved the steel silverware away from her.
"Well, good news is you've got your own makeshift weapons if a suckhead gets too close." He picked up the fork and looked it, twirling it around in the low light. "Other news is that if you're avoiding this, you're fae if you haven't figured it out yet. And apparently a former fae queen, if your Redman is right. And you do cold and dark. Unseelie. A former queen of the Unseelie fae. Strange would eat this shit up."
Blade regarded her for several moments, his expression, as usual, unreadable behind his sunglasses. Then he quirked a bit of a smile. "Nicest Unseelie I've ever met. Prettiest, too. Just don't advertise it around here. Better safe than sorry, but I'm betting not many people here have too much experience with fae. I'm also betting that if they have, it hasn't been good."
He tilted his head to the side after taking another thoughtful bite of his steak. "But you aren't that person now. You're just an M, finding out if she can hunt vampires. And if you can do that, you're good in my books."