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((Neither have I, so to say the least, I dunno how to describe it either >__<))

"What I would like," Val began, looking towards the starlit sky, "Is for you to trust me here with what I have to say." From there, he paused, careful to stand up slowly. As he moved skyward, his features became more apparent under the moon. He seemed but only slightly taller than Cherie, but much older. The moon seemed to cast a somewhat dark shadow over his face, though his emerald eyes shone forth like stars themselves. "As you take those long drags on that cigar, just know that you've been given a grace from a complete stranger, for you do not know me, though I know you. I may sound like one of the many stalkers that you hear on television and radio, but know that I am not. I am not after you, perse, but rather, I'd like to help you."

Val paused for one more moment, taking in a breath as deep as possible, making it absolute that he recieved every bit of the cool, crisp, night air as it currented to him. He stared directly into Cherie's eyes, careful to note that there seemed to be something missing from them; a certain color and finesse that he had seen in others. This lacking of the shine of the eyes created a sense of sympathy for this person within Val, though his face showed nothing but seriousness.

"Would you like to hear me out now, or would you rather go somewhere else more comfortable to you?"

((Challenge = fun and interesting in my books x3. I will now turn your character's little misunderstanding into an ingenious way to give your character some bit of relief =3))

Having a perplexed look on his face, Val continued to look at his charge, only standing there where she left him. "A strange woman she is," he thought to himself. "But yet....No! I can't! But then again...this may help her out. If she's suggesting..." he trailed his thought off, having a sudden and unexpected bit of inspiration. "Yes, that'll do..." said Val inadvertently aloud as he began to walk in the direction that Cherie had went in. "I can only hope this will be the right thing to do. I will have to forget that fear of mine if it comes down to worst assumptions, but I guess...well...I'll have to go through with this either way."

"You...might want to put this on," Valiant stated to Cherie, seemingly coming from nowhere to directly next to her. What he had offered to her was his trench coat that he wielded, having no regrets of doing so. "The name's Valiant, by the way. Just call me Val for short..." He allowed his sentence to somewhat drift into the air, making it seem like there was something else to be said.

Seeing Cherie take his coat made Val feel slightly better about doing something for someone else, but he was surely cought unawares whenever Cherie ha given him a slight kiss. He was glad it was night, because he knew that whenever one's face became warmer than usual, it was so called "blushing."

Quicky regaining his composure, he shook his head and cleared whatever was on his mind for that moment. "For me...well..." Valiant paused in his speech to think for a moment, trying to get historical thoughts in his head, not lies, but perhaps half-truths. He knew that he would seem quite radical if he were to come straight out with the whole 'charge' thing, so he figured it best to leave that bit out; for a while at least. Leaning his head down a bit and half-way closing his, eyes, he began again in a somber tone, "...It's a belief of mine, that, because I am a simple man, all I need is a simple, far-out place to keep me happy. I've found that to be the truth now, and I do plan to stick with it. Why here though? It's because it was the first place that the dart hit whenever I threw it at the map, so to speak." He looked into Cherie's curious eyes momentarilly after that, only to quickly glance away. "I-I hope that I can get through this whenever the time comes..." he had a quick thought to himself, though he still remained with the same ghastly visage. "If you ask why I would help you, it is because you seem to need it, at least in my eyes, more than anyone else here. I...don't mean to make it sound like a 'love' thing, if it does, but just know it is not that. I have lead a selfish life before now, only thinking about myself..." "And my safety," he thought in-between, "...I figured that this would be the best way for me to redeem myself. About the chill here; it's never seemed to bother me. I guess that's just because I'm a guy though."

At the end of that speech, Valiant let out a very faint chuckle, just to lighten the mood a bit. He knew that he could probably be seen smirking, but he knew that happiness was a lie. He would only be happy whenever 'That Day' would come, and not until then.

((I got 32 gold from this post xD))

"Hell..." Val paused in place for a moment of thought. "No...nothing's worse than Hell," he decided after no more than a half a second.

Again, Val seemingly sped up without notice and ended up directly abreast of Cherie. "You have sudden inspiration," he commented, quickening his pace as well to keep up with the girl. "But anyhow though, I do not find what I do a waste of my time at all, as long as I can make the lives of those still on this Earth that more enjoyable, then I'm happy as well. It is just because that this is how I am, and I don't plan on changeing," Val seemed to make his voice somewhat harsh at this point, "Hell is truly nothing to joke about. From what I've heard, there's no worse place; alive or dead. The torture that I've-...er...nevermind. I know this is beginning to sound just slightly awkward to you. I'll just say that I'd take the other road if I had a choice, which I may or may not."

Val knew deep within that there would be no salvation for a vampire. There was no such thing as a Nirvana for them; only Hell to look foward to, and in a more-than-literal sense. "I am beyond redemption," he thought aloud, though not realizing it at the time, "beyond the point of any solace from the Almighty God, and across the point of no return for happiness. I am but a mere soul, detached from this realm; destined for nothing but a certain darkness that can be seen ahead of me; all the time; every time I look up."

At this time Valient seemed more than eager to just get the word out, realizing that he had just laid down his thoughts in speech, but he held it in. "The poor girl has already seen enough of the wierdness of me to just forget that I had ever came into existance, and yet she is still here, next to me...but...why?" he couldn't help but think. Any other person would've told him to go away and never look at them again, but this person next to Val at this point seemed quite resilient to that fact.

"Forgive me for that," he began to try to console for his lack of attention to what he was doing, "That part just kinda slipped off of my tongue. I hope I'm not freaking you out or anything now, because that was surely not my intentions. How much farther do we have now?" Val began to look foward, seeing further into the darkness than what any normal human could even thing to do. He could see a few houses here and there, a lot of grass, and only a few oaks that remained upright. The hills across the land seemed to align on one point in the distance, though the taller mountains were scattered about a much larger distance.

((Seems like something inspired me o__o))

((Since Valiant is a negative vampire, the sun does not affect him. He hates darkness though, but it does not harm him. He's just become used to it or something, so that's why he was able to do what he did earlier >_<. I've got to be quite creative with this part, so sorry if this sounds wierd to you >_>. It'll be over a few posts though; have to let you have your thoughts in as well ^_^.))

"Before we continue, would you mind something?" Valiant mentioned, walking steadily towards the sofa, "Just take a seat for a moment. I can promise to you this will be worth it." He knew, by this time, exactly what Cherie had been implying to him earlier. "Makes this job that much easier," he thought to himself as he moved around the sofa, only stopping whenever he reached a point behind it. He knew there would be only one way to try to console Cherie without inducing any habits needing to be broken, so he'd have no choice in doing what he was going to do.

((Sorry for shortness here, but this'd be Part I xD.))

((No time warp or circumvention needed. You'll see what I mean later, just play along for now ^_^))

"Now please, just relax for a moment." Val said as he smoothly placed both of his hands across Cherie's shoulders, encompassing them in his firm grip. He began to run his thumbs across the edges of her shoulder blades; digging deep into Cherie's pressure points along her back. "Quite tense," he thought to himself as he wondered exactly what Cherie had been through these past days. Her muscles were very tight and seemed almost like they didn't want to move. "Sorry if this hurts a bit, but you were quite tense. This should help you relax a little better, after the muscle decides to release that is," he came, making his voice as calm and as fluid as he could muster it.

After another moment of messaging her shoulders, Val began to kneel on the floor, making his head level with Cherie's. Continuing after the muscles decided to finally release, he crawled his fingers closer to her neck, delicately rubbing out each muscle; ironing the tention to an absolute zero. "Do you mind this?" asked Val, jutting his head foward to softly whisper into Cherie's ear. He knew that he'd have to get the mood a bit more dreamy in order to make this seem as such, and it looked like it was working for the most part. Val luckily had this planned out for a while now, and knew how the human psyche worked well enough to achieve this goal that he would tonight. He would at least not have to worry about the affects of vampirism, since him being a negative one cancelled out the affects of others turning into one.

((Figured it out yet?))