Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20171230093314/@comment-24852191-20180103020333


 * Charger isn’t sure what it is, but something about the boy’s presence has a commanding and captivating quality. Charger clears his throat.

Charger: So, Solomon. Nice weather we’re having today, isn’t.

Solomon: I suppose so. It’s been snowing heavily.

Charger: Right. You have a lovely mother.

Solomon: Yes I know.

Charger: Oh do you now?

Solomon: Yes. She’s my mother isn’t she?


 * Charger chuckles.

Charger: Yes, yes. Hm, Solomon. That’s a nice name.

Solomon: Yeah, Mother came up with it. It’s the name of a king of Israel.

Charger: Ah, yes. The second king of Israel’s golden age. The son of King David, who I assume your brother is named after.

Solomon: The very same. Although you’re wrong.


 * Charger roses an eyebrow. How dare someone declare him wrong.

Charger: Excuse you?

Solomon: Solomon wasn’t Israel’s second king. He was their third. Don’t forget Saul.


 * Charger smiles slightly. He likes the kid with sincerity. He dares to call him wrong, yet shows no sign of fear in the presence of Dark Charger. Of course, he as no idea as to who Charger really is. But, even if he did know, Charger is quite sure that Solomon would call him out none the less.

Charger: Ah, yes. But, Saul was not a true king of Israel. He did not follow God and his ambitions only led him to ruin along with most of his house.


 * Solomon grins as he glances at Charger.

Solomon: Hm, fair enough.


 * Charger laughs and so does Solomon.

Solomon: So, why are you here again?

Charger: My friends and I are on a sight seeing tour of Europe. However, we weren’t able to to see France for obvious reasons.

Solomon: Yeah, it sucks what happened. They see those vampires killed almost three million people and another 2 million are unaccounted for.


 * Charger eyeballs the young man with piercing silver eyes.

Charger: Oh, so you believe in vampires.

Solomon: I guess so.

Charger: No, no. Their something more.


 * Solomon looks at him for a moment.

Solomon: Ok, you got me. I’m kind of obsessed with them. I mean who wouldn’t be. They’re powerful, they live a long life, they’re strong, and they tend to have bodies that would put Olympic athletes to shame.

Charger: So, you admire them?

Solomon: Well, to a certain extent. I mean quasi immortality is just as much a curse as it is a gift. You never from natural causes, but you outlive those you love and care about.


 * Charger sighs slightly as he looks at the road.

Charger: Hm, that’s why vampires don’t tend to get close to someone.


 * Solomon narrows his eyes.

Solomon: Sure, I guess that’s the reason.


 * Charger looks back at him.

Charger: Would you ever care to join the ranks of the undead?


 * Solomon’s get wide for a moment, but then he starts thinking.

Solomon: Well, I suppose I would, if someone’s life depended on it or something else like that. I suppose if it were for a noble cause, to put it lightly.

+Charger grins. But, soon he turns back to Solomon.

Charger: Solomon, I have something I would like to confess to you.


 * Solomon eyes widen as he awaits the answer.

Charger: I would like to marry your mother.


 * Solomon releases a deep sigh but soon looks confused at Charger.

Solomon: Why?

Charger: Why what?

Solomon: Why would you, a traveling foreigner like you, want to stop and marry my mother.

Charger: Because, in all my travels around the world. I have never encountered such a lovely woman as your mother. She has a sort of unrelenting and unconditional love about her.

Solomon: Well, I guess I’ll have to give you that one, too. But, why are you telling me?

Charger: Because I would like to know her favorite color, flowers, and what kind of ring I should get her.

Solomon: Well, she loves purple, her favorite flowers are red roses, of course. And, I don’t know what type of ring she’d want. The way she is, she’ll be thrilled with whatever you give her.


 * Charger nods as the truck comes to a stop in front of the Macek Residents. Solomon turns off the truck’s engine and looks sternly at Charger. His brown eyes have a certain commanding presence, similar to Charger’s. Something Dark Charger respects.

Solomon: However, Mr. Strider, if any harm ever came to my mother, weather it be by your hand or someone else’s, I will hold you personally responsible. And if you have been found guilty, I would chase you through Hell to bring you to justice. Do you understand.


 * Dark Charger grins gorgeously in reality, but his mind is grinning deviantly as his respect for this boy strengthens.

Charger: I fully understand, my son.


 * Solomon pauses for a moment, but then smiles his own gorgeous smile.

Solomon: Good, father.