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</div><b>Name:</b>Marcus Heidrich<br/><b>Age:</b>28<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>München (Munich), Germany<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Sunday 4th of July 2021<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa bar<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Dry devil costume.<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Arisa Victoria Taylor<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Arisa (<a class="username" data-user-id="7735" data-username="Mika-chan" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/7735/">Mika-chan</a>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><div style="text-align: justify"><br/>
For reasons that even Marcus could not comprehend, it was incredibly easy to talk to her. He believed, though wrongly so at this point, that any conversation with her would be ridden with tension and awkwardness... that he would still carry those bitter feelings like hideous patches upon his skin, itching every time he would talk to a pretty girl. But it was not like that, nothing like that at all, and despite her own belief that it was something world-changing, her secret did not affect him. At least, not in a way that would be bad. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I think that was the point."</span> he added, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"To not have any form of information to work with, to plunge us into the unknown and see how we handle it."<br/>
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He took a small sip, watching her in silence as she talked and talked. Compared to him, she was rather quick, tossing one sentence after another, where he would be cautious and calculative. In a way, she was everything that he wasn't... and that little bit of 'unknown' was enticing. Perhaps that was the reason why he felt relaxed around her... <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"You are right."</span> He added, taking another, this time a bigger sip of his juice <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I didn't speak much about myself. You know my name and you know what I do..."</span> There was hesitation after that sentence. It was not that he didn't trust her, though relatively speaking she was still a stranger to him, given that they met only yesterday. Still, he wondered just how much he should reveal. He looked to his side and upward, spotting a camera that was fixed upon them at all times. He was aware of it, he was always aware of every camera that was watching him in any room.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I come from a... strict family, though strict is a relative term. Mein Vater (My father)... he had a particular way of thinking. Though the family is well-off by some western standards, he believes firmly that everyone should be able to pull their own weight. If you have problems, you fix them yourself. It was not that he is a bad man or heartless... I could say that I have a lot of fond memories a child. But he believes that one should be able to solve problems, to find solutions because the family will not always be there to catch you if you fail. Before coming to the family, I need to exhaust every other option first, to truly say that the problem I have is unsolvable by myself. If I can solve my problems, I will never be helpless in life."</span> A grin appeared on his face, softening the serious expression he kept up until this point.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"That is the philosophy that I was taught and that I follow. It made me good at some things, like analytics and focus, but it eroded my social life. Those few I keep in contact still are my friends from... hmmm... some of them from elementary school."</span> Another sip. His gaze wandered toward others that had their own hands full with one thing or another. Some of them looked like they were caught by an autumn shower, dampening both their clothes and mood. Some outcomes were simply expected.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I like planning things."</span> He said, still looking at them for a few extra seconds before locking his gaze with Arisa <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I am not used to doing spontaneous things. When I look at them..."</span> he nodded toward the group <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"there are quite a few who are used to going with the flow, jumping into the heart of the storm without prior thought. Symbolically speaking. But that was not me, that was... never me. I am told this is a German thing."</span> he laughed, a bit too much at this <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"The last time we had fun it did not go well..."</span> another fit of laughter before he cleared his throat <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Sorry, bad jest... But that does not make it any wrong. If I go somewhere I like to know where I am going, I like to pre-plan things so that I can account for everything and leave the room for something unexpected. That's how I got that extension. It was a predicted outcome because we simply promised more than we could handle... and when the time came I knew what options would be presented to me. Either we ask for a longer time, which would be denied, we try to bribe her and lose everything or I would resort to my very limited charm. I chose what had the highest chance of success. In the end, it was just a surprise. Don't get me wrong, I like surprises as much as the next person... but... I find comfort in order."<br/>
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"So that's a bit of me."</span> he concluded his short story <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"There is more but I figure there is time for the rest."</span> And then came the time to ask the mother of all questions, something that has been on his mind from the start <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I never asked, but I figure now is a better time than later... Are you only into girls or do you go both ways?"</span> He blurted it out all in one breath, feeling that if he made any kind of pause he might actually hesitate <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"This morning, in bed... it kind of gave me an idea you might be, but... I did not wish to assume. So... how does it work with you?"</span>​</div>