Jolan looked at her. She was wrong on that acccount. He did want her. He wanted her very much. Which was why he couldnâ€™t have her. He couldnâ€™t indulge in his desires because then he would become an enemy. Become one of the hunted. Over a woman he hardly knew? He couldnâ€™t bring himself to do that. He didnâ€™t look at her but instead said in a soft voice. â€œI wouldnâ€™t go so far as to say I wouldnâ€™t want you. To say I donâ€™t would be an utter lie. However, it comes to the fact that training and experience tells me that claiming a vampire as your own to the rest of the world is as bad as becoming a vampire. To Hunterâ€™s when you become friends or as you all put it â€œMatesâ€ with a vampire you are as bad as a vampire. You become one of the hunted. One of the hated. Iâ€™m not certain I am willing to become an enemy to the hunterâ€™s over a woman I do not know extremely well. Yet cheri...I will not lie. I want you. I want to claim you. I want to hold you. It is my training that makes me hesitate. Yet it is the desire to have you...that is what must be behind the reluctance to end you. I never miss yet with you I did. Another sign of reluctance to follow through.â€<br/><br/>He closed his eyes. â€œSounds like we are what the other wants. At least I suppose I would be up your alley of desires. Should I not have been the enemy.â€ He fell silent as she continued on the personality traits. He could do that. Be sweet and gentle. It was a side he did not show much but he could be. He looked aside. That was actually the real him. What she described. The him behind the hunter. The him that was just a man. Just a seductive lover. He looked at her. â€œYou wouldnâ€™t believe it because of the me I show and make myself out to be but...I am actually quite like what you described. Not the hunter but when you get past the hunter and to the man...that is what I am like. The man behind the hunterâ€™s mask.â€ He didnâ€™t look at her. Leaning in a more relaxed way against the wall.<br/><br/>He opened his eyes and looked at her question. What would he be if he wasnâ€™t a hunter? He closed his eyes. â€œA musician or...â€ he hesitated for a moment. â€œI would be a Noctura Priest.â€ He said. A Noctura Priest was a priest who provided aid and sanctuary for vampires. Who protected the innocent and good vampires against the slayers that would do them harm. Against the vampires or werewolves who would do them harm. A Noctura Priest were priests who used their priestliness and powers even their skills to protect the vampire race against the biased Hunters. Unlike other priests and the Hunters they were on the vampires side. They were skilled and trained like Hunters only they used it for protection of vampires versus the slaying of vampires. He didnâ€™t look at her. â€œIf...If I was not a hunter I believe I would be a Noctura Priest like I found out my mother was. The mother I have never met. While on the side being a musician who sings and plays guitar or piano.â€<br/><br/>Had she continued on it wouldnâ€™t have bored him but he hadnâ€™t been willing to ask her to continue. He sighed a bit. â€œStrange no? Seeing as all my life I have spent it hunting and slaying the vampires. That if I was not a hunter I would be the opposite of what I currently am.â€ He stopped talking for a moment. â€œWhat would your dream job be cheri?â€ He finally looked up at her again.<br/><br/>((its okay ^__^ I figured you were busy but next time Iâ€™ll send you a message. My apologies that this reply took so long. I forgot to check the thread.))