Arlo James

See what it's like to be a vulture's lunch

He liked when she did that. That snuggling thing. Right up agianst his chest as he scooped her up and into his arms to lift her off the window sill she'd been scratching at for god knows how long. She was so damn warm! The heat of her body nothing short of appealing to the ever-cold vampire as Arlo held Abigail close for those few moments it took to cross the room and deposit her gently on the back of the sofa. It was her efforts to scratch at that collar that drew his gaze to her newfound diamond adornment, Abby abruptly lost her balance as her claws pawed at that necklace only to send her tumbling back onto the sofa cushion behind her. Arlo's own gaze widened in surprise, a soft snort of amusement finding him all the same as he hurried around to the other side of that sofa to eye that necklace better. Where in the hell had she gotten something like that? More importantly, how had she even managed to get it on? He'd never seen Abby wear to much by way of jewellery and he'd never seen her wear something this ...well, ornate he supposed was the word he was looking for. It even looked like real diamonds! This, he was sure, was exactly the sort of thing that attracted people with less than honest intentions. Arlo had survived in this city, and owed enough money to people in this city, to know that the sort of people who would rob a panda were never exactly far away. His Little Bear, in the least, seemed to want to get it off. Arlo, for the most part, having near mastered those one-sided conversations he'd become used to have with Panda Abby before she'd turned into a human for the first time.

His fingers reached to fumble for that clip and yet, to not take away from that necklace, some fool had made that clip impossibly small and almost hidden amongst the links of adornments itself. Arlo, even with that natural vampire dexterity, struggled to find just how it came off. His fingers were too large to work that clip properly before finally, finally that clasp unfastened. The necklace fell away and into his own hands. Arlo's blue gaze turned downward to examine it properly as Abby shook herself in a fashion almost dog-like in clear relief at having the jewellery removed. Arlo's own free hand reached out then to smooth down that ruffled fur on his girlfriend's neck,, his attention returning to that necklace only to query those very things he'd considered before. The Crusnick so trying his best to....delicately suggest that this really wasn't the sort of thing Abby should be wearing out. At least, not as a Panda. Frankly, he wasn't sure how he felt about her wearing it even as a human. She was, after all, a very little, delicate human. The exact sort of human those street thugs so often kept a lookout for with every intention of mugging. Still, he supposed, it was hardly his right to tell her what to wear. Really he couldn't stop her he supposed but ...maybe she'd consider wearing a scarf or ...a big jacket of some kind? Here he was trying to....lessen that need to protect her that seemed to ensnare him every hour of the night he was awake and she's wandering around in diamonds! Was he being to obsessive? He felt obsessive. Hell, he always felt obsessive when it came to Abby. Maybe Sebastian had said that was normal for a vampire but he was still ...trying not to be, well, overbearing.

Abby, for her part, hardly seemed overly thrilled at his conversation regarding that necklace. His girlfriend, even in that animal form, managing to afford him that look. The unimpressed one she often gave him before he was about to be in trouble for ...something. Arlo's own arms folded across his chest then, the vampire offering her an equally dubious look back as he lent agianst the couch in turn. Abby, near abruptly, launched into a series of sharp barks that he was ninety nine percent certain was her telling him off and explaining something about that necklace. Her tail flicked in what he knew was irritation.

"Babe..."

She kept on, his voice drowned up by that continuing barking. Both his eyes rose slightly in surprise at how much she clearly had to say on the topic. Women. The faintest touch of amusement tugged at the corners of his lips. Arlo not nearly bold enough to laugh openly lest it set her off all over again. She was kinda cute when she was mad and a Panda. She was trying so hard. It was adorable really. Arlo inclined to wait until her apparent tirade was finished and that silence momentarily filled his dingy apartment again before he spoke.

"Babe? You just barked at me for like five minutes. I didn't understand anything you just said. It was kinda cute though"

That hint of a simper found his lips again. Abbey, likely, to be less mad by the time she'd shifted from Panda to Human with the intent of sharing her story or....her irritation at him, all over again. She never stayed mad for long. Then again, neither did he. Arlo turned that necklace over within his hands once more. That mystery of where she had gotten it and why she had decided to wear it still tugging at his thoughts. His bright blue gaze shifted back to Abby again.

"I'm glad you came over tonight though. I want to talk to you about something once you finish telling me off about this."

He held up that necklace once more, a faint flicker of amusement tugging at his features all the same.

"Where did you get this anyway?"