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"The eternal, immortal thing was why I decided to do this, Forrest. It took me four years to decide, but eventually, I had to. Or I'd grow old and... die, and miss out on spending decades upon decades with someone I loved; with the family I made here at the Society. I know it's a lot to take in, I... completely understand how... overwhelming it is," his brother quickly nodded, pressing his palms against the table and breathing quietly in an attempt to control how uncomfortable he was with the conversation. He wanted to speak honestly with him, get to a point where, as brothers, nothing remained hidden, but the topic of his vampirism still made him uncomfortable, as if talking about it with Forrest threatened the potential of a proper brotherly bond. He knew that was probably his paranoia at work, but he couldn't help that.
August, meanwhile, wasn't one to hold back. While he wanted to ease Forrest in slowly, he simultaneously didn't want to hold back on the details, deciding that honesty was the best policy now the romance between them had actually begun.
"I'm over a century old, actually. Probably a little more than that, I can't quite recall. Unlike Obediah, I didn't have a choice. I was dragged into the alley when I was a human, one who was verging on homelessness in fact, and turned there and then. I suppose I'd have been drained dry, but the vampire got spooked and fled. I didn't have a family growing up so I created myself one, recruited men who wanted immortality and... who believed in my vision here. Really, it's not some murderous little club, Forrest," smiled August, tapping his nails against the table as he reached for the champagne to concoct his favourite cocktail, mixing it easily with the rich blood in his glass. "Your brother may be the only member to join for a few decades; we don't recruit that often. I suppose that only encourages the secretive reputation we have-- you'll find that the Society is on most people's lips. Most are eager to join, not knowing what we are, just to get a glimpse of what happens behind our doors. It's very amusing, really. You're one of the privileged few who know about us and isn't a member."
August, meanwhile, wasn't one to hold back. While he wanted to ease Forrest in slowly, he simultaneously didn't want to hold back on the details, deciding that honesty was the best policy now the romance between them had actually begun.
"I'm over a century old, actually. Probably a little more than that, I can't quite recall. Unlike Obediah, I didn't have a choice. I was dragged into the alley when I was a human, one who was verging on homelessness in fact, and turned there and then. I suppose I'd have been drained dry, but the vampire got spooked and fled. I didn't have a family growing up so I created myself one, recruited men who wanted immortality and... who believed in my vision here. Really, it's not some murderous little club, Forrest," smiled August, tapping his nails against the table as he reached for the champagne to concoct his favourite cocktail, mixing it easily with the rich blood in his glass. "Your brother may be the only member to join for a few decades; we don't recruit that often. I suppose that only encourages the secretive reputation we have-- you'll find that the Society is on most people's lips. Most are eager to join, not knowing what we are, just to get a glimpse of what happens behind our doors. It's very amusing, really. You're one of the privileged few who know about us and isn't a member."