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Smiling and nodding, she had to admit that she liked the idea of taking Tiri to a show. She just hoped today was going to be a 'good' day for Tiri.
"We'd love to. And after the show, you can meet my daughter."
Curling her fingers into his, she sighed softly. The day really was turning out to be very nice...

"I'd like that," he grinned to himself. If they liked the show they'd probably die laughing seeing him close up in his stage makeup. "And I'll introduce you to the troupe, they're very nice and they love it when someone brings people backstage. If it wasn't for...well...if it was later in the day I'd have you guys come by early for the set up and Tiri could help with whatever stages of assembly she was interested in." Every year their group did a variety of children's plays so they often had little helpers, and the choreographer and director were hilarious as they tried to not swear around them. It would have made for an entertaining opening night, since both would inevitably sound like irate sailors.

Leaning over, she kissed him on the cheek.
"I'm sure she'd love it. But... I'm not so sure everyone would love her for an extended period of time. She's not a bad child-quite the opposite. She's just... Different. She scares a lot of people that don't know or understand her. I'm sure you'll see what I mean soon enough."
Smiling, she couldn't help thinking about the tea party Tiri had forced her father and her 'uncle' into attending when she was smaller. She showed Tal the ridiculous sight of two grown men, one dark and brooding, the other dark and insanely handsome, both wearing a small child's party hat atop their heads, knees up to their chests as they sat around a tiny table with her daughter obliviously pouring 'tea' into the tiny cups they held between their fingers.
"As I said, she's a very good child."
She cut the memory short before he could see Tiri's eyes go eerily vacant while she started speaking monotonously about events to happen and the consequences of actions or in-actions in the the course of the events.

Tal chuckled, "Well, that's not too bad, I attended many a tea party growing up, and one of my troupe members has a six year old that has them every time I'm over...at least she didn't make them wear tutu's as well." He wasn't willing to see if he could mentally project that image...he'd looked silly enough without trying to see if he remembered it correctly for someone else.

Leaning against him, she breathed in his scent, could feel his blood coursing just under his skin.
"Shouldn't you be home relaxing before your big night?"

His eyes had started to drift closed, and when Kenly leaned into him he barely noticed. When she spoke in his mind he didn't even bother speaking out loud, he was just too relaxed. I can relax here can't I? B'sides, no insult to Biscuit you're a damn sight nicer to snuggle up against.

Grinning, she curled her fingers through his, snuggling closer, glad that he had finally started using the connection. She was sure if anyone walked by, they'd think he was crazy for talking to himself.
"I won't tell him if you won't."

He's a cat...he'll know, then let me feed him to apologize, Tal had to focus to not fall asleep, all the energy he'd been running on all day had suddenly dried up. Forcing his eyes open he watched the sun play through the leaves of the tree and listened to Kenly's quiet breathing. An older couple was rounding a bend in the path and giving the couple on the bench a set of benign smiles. He wondered if they looked terribly normal on this bench...sort of ironic considering the woman beside him was anything but.

Opening her eyes, she smiled softly at the old couple as they passed. She was enjoying the company she was in the contented feel he brought about. She wondered if this was what a normal woman felt like.
Shrugging, she looked up at him watching her.
"Would you like to relocate our mutual lounging to your house? That way if you happen to fall asleep, we don't have to worry about who can see your state of dress-or undress."
Grinning, she lightly bumped against him for effect.

Tal gave her an arch look from the corner of his eye. [i]I dunno, sounds like my virtue might be in danger if I let you come home with me.[i] Giving a jaw cracking yawn he stood and stretched...and stretched. Bending at the waist he folded himself in half, then slowly popped each vertebrae as he stood back up slowly. But I'm willing to risk it if you are, it's not a short walk back, and even with your shade you might get more sun than is healthy.

Smiling again, she stood as well.
"I have enough sunblock on for ten people. And I have a hat in my bag. It lives in there, in a little compartment built for it, due to what I am and all.
And I promise to be good. As much as possible, anyway. If I leak out onto you, I apologize. Sometimes I can't fully control it."
Reaching down, she put everything back in her bag and picking up her empty glass to toss when they come across a trash can. As she did so, she unzipped the little hidden compartment in her bag and pulled out her big floppy sun hat.

Taking her empty cup Tal grinned, Leak out onto me? Sounds kinky...or oozy...should I be worried? Grinning as her hat sprang out of her bag he glanced at the sun and frowned a bit. Do you miss the sun? I mean, being able to just bask in it whenever you want to?

Nodding, she sighed a bit.
"I do, actually. I can't go to the beach on a sunny day or anything like that. Overcast days I can manage alright, but what fun is the beach on an overcast day, you know?
And as for leaking,it's my -other- hunger I have to feed... I have to feed on sexual energy as well, hence the succubus part. I can force that to come to the fore-front, intentionally or not. If I don't feed it for a while, I have less control. It rarely is a bad thing."
Winking, she smiled and started down the path toward the road that led out of the park.

Ah, okay, well we might have to find a new word than 'leak', I'll always feel like a plumber or something. Taking her hand he grinned and tossed the cups in the first trash can they passed. Leading her out the smaller side entrance, the one he came in earlier, he asked, So have you always lived in the city? Or have you moved around a lot?

Laughing silently, she shrugged.
"Define 'city'. I actually reside in a very large house outside town, back in the woods. Most don't even know it exists. For obvious reasons. We tend to come into the city one a regular basis, though, yes. We can't get what we need from the animals in the forest, after all. Well, not all that we need, anyway."
Bumping his hip with hers, she smiled crookedly at him to get the point across.
"What about you?"

City boy, born and bred, though not always the same city. He could easily picture her in a large rambling Victorian house and he smiled over the mental image. I thought, when I graduated school, that I would like living someplace less...busy...but I tried it and was miserable for the year I was there. I'm by no means anything supernatural, but I often joke that I 'feed' off the energy a city generates just by existing.