ofthefamily: (dressing modern)
Dr. Carlisle Cullen ([personal profile] ofthefamily) wrote2009-03-29 12:22 pm

Carlisle-Esme, Pittsburgh.

Vampires don't sleep.

They do, however, sometimes find it relaxing to sit in a chair with a gramophone record playing in the background -- instrumental; an orchestra. Beyond that, there's no label on the record to dictate where or when the performance was recorded.

Carlisle's eyes are closed, his feet are propped up on a chair.

[identity profile] mamavamp.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Esme smiles at him and shifts around to make herself more comfortable.

[identity profile] mamavamp.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I suppose not," she agrees. "Can I ask why you're so cautious?"

[identity profile] mamavamp.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"What does Charles have to do with anything?" Esme asks.

[identity profile] mamavamp.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I would certainly hope not," Esme says. "Do you think I would be here if I thought you were anything like him?"

[identity profile] mamavamp.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Esme tilts her head, trying to make sense of what he's saying.

"I'm not sure I understand what you're getting at. Are you... does this have something to do with me not being a virgin?"

[identity profile] mamavamp.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then what are you trying to say?"

[identity profile] mamavamp.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Carlisle? Weren't you just telling me to have faith that I would find something to love and that I should be looking forward, not back?"

Esme's pretty sure she didn't imagine him saying those things.

[identity profile] mamavamp.livejournal.com 2009-03-30 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Esme laughs. Possibly for the first time since she started her new life.