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               ❝I see, you're quite right. A name is most certainly needed, why- where have my manners gone?                                                                                                                                                       I, am Alexander Amsel. Mortician, and Hematologist.❞

                {What an interesting fellow, there was something about this stranger that fascinated Alexander.

                His icy blue hues were calm and composed along with his body language, there wasn't much new about this, the doctor always needed to keep a professional image; a very soft smile was given. Manners is the key to every door, that is one thing that Alexander has learned.}

                                            ❝And, how about yourself?❞

   ❝I daresay that the same could be said for you. Although the pleasure is, most assuredly, all yours.❞

   A light chuckle is given at his own joke, as with a roll of the shoulders the madman advances but a step, graceful as a striking serpent.

   ❝You owe it to random chance, I’m afraid — coincidence is the only thing that led me here. And now that it has, it would certainly be egregiously rude of you to not provide me with a name, wouldn’t it?❞

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               ❝Once again, I agree.❞

     {The spirit smirked, his icy blue hues were locked on the woman.}

                                         ❝Alexander Amsel,

                                                                        'tis a pleasure, m'dear.❞

               { ☯ } — “Rain is such a beautiful thing. It is like rejuvenation.

                                       And it smells like cleanliness.”

         Aamilah held no direct feeling towards the rain, however.           For all she could remember when the heavens wept          Was the night she had been stripped of her own life.

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               ❝My oh my... How interesting.

                                                 And to what do I owe the pleasure?❞

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               ❝Indeed. It's quite pitiful as well as strange,

                                                      without rain there would be no life.❞

         {Not that he valued it. But without life, there would be no death and without death he would starve.}

         { ☯ } — “The rain is beautiful.

                          It is quite strange that others do not see that.”

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               ❝I simply adore the rain,

                        'tis unfortunate that such a fondness of mine isn't a popular.❞

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          ⊰ ♂ ⊱———; ❝Ukara...Simonia. What a lovely name you have.❞ He allowed her name sink in, it was unique and certainly one he hasn't heard, until now that is. Alexander took a step or two closer to Ukara; taking her hand gently, he lightly placed a kiss upon her knuckles.

❝I, am Alexander Amsel, Hematologist and Mortician. Eheh, I'm from Bavaria Germany....❞ Blue hues looked up at her, before he stood up straight once again; slowly letting go of her hand.

                                                   ❝And, how about yourself?❞

❝❥❞—— She can easily agree with that. All the smaller things in this world were rare in themselves.. and what they needed in order to happen and the effects they had were marvelous. A content sigh from the vampyre before hearing him speak yet again,

                         “My name’s Ukara Simonia..— What’s yours~?” Though not as wordy as the other’s, the kind tone was remaining, “.. and where are you from?”

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          ⊰ ♂ ⊱———; ❝Why yes, indeed... Many fear storms, but 'tis merely mother nature, there is nothing to fear..❞ He smiled softly as he watched the woman make her way to the window.

❝Perhaps... I may know the name of the lovely lady before me? That is if, she'll allow me to know.❞

❝❥❞—— Now the response of a slow nod as she rose up, walking slowly to one of the windows. (Alright, she also may have a shawl around her shoulders already— seeing as she was fading in and out of said drowsiness.) “.. It’s very lovely..- It’s also lovely when it storms,”

                         She merely loved the world around her.

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          ⊰ ♂ ⊱———; ❝Well, you're in a place a young lady shouldn't be... By herself that is.❞ tilting his head, icy hues examined the young woman.

           ❝This part of the city is quite dangerous, and known for it's crime, should you know.❞ Alexander replied, it's old though...someone dressed classy like himself...in a place like this?

"Yes." She nodded, approaching the man. "Where am I?" This is what happens when she finishes a case and gets too caught up in the kill. 

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          ⊰ ♂ ⊱———; ❝Isn't it lovely?❞ The male asked, yes--- he simply adored the rain.

❝❥❞—— "It’s raining..," Ah, no wonder she’s just a wee bit drowsy.

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          ⊰ ♂ ⊱———; ❝A few bad things?❞ Alexander repeated his answer, but then allowed himself to go into thought; smiling still at the other, he leaned over a bit and offered his hand to the stranger. The doctor only allowed his smile to grow, becoming warmer, he wanted this other male to feel comfortable.  

            Eyelids heavier than before over his vision as he thought about the question. He was unsure of the exact cause of his sadness or if it perhaps was just merely stress but he mumbled out the following words. “A few bad things happening at once.” He felt bad for not being able to give a proper answer, also.

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