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located in Tinsley's Villa, a part of Loving Thy Enemy, one of the many universes on RPG.

Tinsley's Villa

a Large villa, owned by the Tinsley Family


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Character Portrait: Niko von Lunkhofen Character Portrait: Celeste Lianne Tinsley
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Niko von Lunkhofen - FC: Aidan Turner - Hex Code = #BF0000

Los Angeles - 7:20 PM - Tinsely Villa

"Oh, that is an interesting question." He pondered her words for a few moments, he'd never really thought about something so trivial before. It was refreshing to talk to someone that made him think, "I think," Choosing his words carefully, he had to tread lightly on the subject he didn't want to seem overly interested in the affairs of humans after all. "I wouldn't really spend it all that differently, just being with good friends and enjoying the world is all I really need in this life." he grimaced, "I suppose feeling the sun would be nice though, but whose to say Porphyria isn't a genetic condition, not indicative of our species?" he looked at her gently and realized her may have over thought his answer a bit, but that was just something that he'd have to live with now because he always stood by what he said.

A passage did come to mind from a book he'd read recently, that seemed to fit the mood well he'd never really understood it too well but he supposed it was because he wasn't mortal and never would understand such things.

He spoke, he didn't mean to speak but the words just came out and before long he was saying an entire monologue. [i]"Oh, listen to that band! They're going away from us; one has gone altogether, gone forever. We're left alone to begin our life over again, . . . We've got to live . . . we've got to live, . . .

A time will come when everyone will know what all this is for, why there is this misery; there will be no mysteries and, meanwhile, we have got to live . . . we have got to work, only to work! Tomorrow I'll go alone; I'll teach in the school, and I'll give all my life to those who may need me. Now it's autumn; soon winter will come and cover us with snow, and I will work, I will work.

The music is so happy, so confident, and you long for life! O my God! Time will pass, and we shall go away for ever, and we shall be forgotten, our faces will be forgotten, our voices, and how many there were of us; but our sufferings will pass into joy for those who will live after us, happiness and peace will be established upon earth, and they will remember kindly and bless those who have lived before. Oh, dear sisters, our life is not ended yet. We shall live! The music is so happy, so joyful, and it seems as though in a little while we shall know what we are living for, why we are suffering. . . . If we only knew -- if we only knew!"

Niko looked up, realizing what he had just spoken, "I'm sorry this is a joyous occasion and I've gone and quoted Chekhov." he laughed a little bit, in the past things never went well when he started quoting some of the various books he's read, at least he hadn't thought up one of Poe's works although that may have fit the other guests more admirably. "I do enjoy Chekhov, but you were talking about theme parks, weren't you? I am sorry, yes I suppose I could see you at one they tend to bring a multitude of people of all backgrounds anyone and everyone can be found at one of those, I don't know you well at all Celeste, true but yes I think you would find something you'd enjoy quite well there." He hadn't noticed the guests looking at him, watching him speak such passionate and sullen words, his eyes were fixed on Celeste where they would remain glued for an eternity.

"Now. he smiled, having to talk quite a lot by now. "Now I think it's my turn to ask you something, right? Well quite simply answer me this, what do you hope for in this marriage?" Eyes from across the room zoomed in on their conversation Nerissa, Garamond, Kiera, even Greg and Elena watched the new couple talk.