She approaches him, his blank face turning to look at her as she neared him. He looked down at her, almost like he expected her to say something. When she didn't, it reached into the inner pocket of its trench coat, and pulled out a single, long stemmed, red rose. Taking a moment to inspect it closely, carefully fixing the petals slightly with one hand, he wordlessly offers her the rose.

A quick glance at it and she responds, "No thank you."

"Are you sure?"

she almost jumps at the sound of its voice, not that it sounded particularly scary or anything, quite the opposite, he sounded, charming. She couldn't think of another word for it. Although, at the same time his voice seemed a little, off. Voice a little too deep, tone a little too low, the sounds of the words not quite mixing together like they should, but it was only barely noticeable.

She stares him down and says

"I know what you are."

He looks quizzically while she continues with

"I've been looking for you."

"Really now." In an instant, its body language goes from casual, to terrifying. The skin across his jawline tears apart, ripping in deep bloodless gashes to reveal long pointed teeth as it grins a wide, evil grin that seemed to take up most of its face. "You know what I am?" it asks mockingly, brilliant white tentacles snaking from its back as it seems to grow a few extra feet, going through a quick and smooth change from the form of a man of above average height, to a towering monster, with inhumanly long limbs that seemed to only hint at any kind of skeletal structure, ending in long, sharp looking fingers, all in the time it took to take a few steps towards her.

"Yes." She reply's plainly, surprisingly unfazed by the monster in front of her.

It quirks an eyebrow curiously at her before saying, "You hoping to get some crazy fucking action?" It's broad smile widening further at the thought, its sharp teeth clicking together slightly at it continues with "I love it when my playthings want to get kinky."

"No." she responds forcefully, not changing her blank expression.

"No?" it responds, the smile on its otherwise featureless face faltering for a moment before returning even larger than before as it moves in closer, looming over her menacingly. "Cold feet?"

"No. I just want to talk." Still no real emotion on her face or in her tone of voice.

It leans in closer, its broad, sharp toothed smile inches from her face. "Well I just want to fuck. Seems we're at an impasse." Like liquid darkness it circles around behind her, too fast to properly see, and leaning over to hiss in her ear "But I'm the unstoppable fuck monster, while your just some Slenderman fangirl who managed to track down the real thing."

She scowls at the words 'Slenderman fangirl', and turns around to face him.

"Give me an interview first, then you'll get what you want."

He pauses for a moment, tentacles still coiling and uncoiling in midair slowly, in stark contrast to how utterly still the rest of it was, as it considered her proposal. Its mouth closing and healing over quickly, before splitting open again as he says a cheerful, but still rather menacing "Sure."