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Caroline Forbes + Her glorious curls
He was bothered by the way she looked at him. Still, he knew better not to address it. She was older and stronger than he was. And it seems the usually awkward charm would not work on getting him in her good graces. “Ah, it is my fault for assuming they would. I still have much to learn. It is part of the reason I sought you out.” He too looked around the bar. He was still not quite adept at attracting people. His charm and compel skills were still in development. Still, he had to show her he could at least show some aptitude for it. “I suppose I should. Would you care to continue this little chat after?”
Rising from his seat, he approached a woman and smiled at her, looking into her eyes, saying a few words as he touched her shoulder. With the lighting it skewed the faint glow coming from it. Quietly, he escorted her out. Once alone, he smiled at her as she relaxed in his embrace. “It’ll all be fine” he whispered before sinking his fangs into her neck. Closing his eyes in pleasure and satisfaction, he drank carefully for a few moments before releasing her. Wiping his mouth and smiling, he leaned her against the wall. “A bit too much to drink and a hickie as well…….best to go home and sleep it off.” he suggested as he looked at her. She nodded calmly and started on her way.
Returning to the main space, he looked around for the striking elder vampire.
Rebekah smirked when she saw him saunter over to the lady. They went outside and Rebekah stared at the door for a moment before going to the bar and ordering another drink. It was going to be a long night she could already tell.
She heard the door open and she looked over and saw him striding in as if all was okay. She narrowed her eyes and decided twas a great time to get to know him better. “I am over here charmer.” She flashed a cocky smile and threw her shot up in the air. “Drinks are on me tonight.” She looked back at the bartender and compelled him to bring more.
He was still not used to this; compelling people. Normally, he’d use Rowan’s resources to get willing participants but he was out on his own. He had to be more assertive. He had to mature in this new life of his. When he saw the striking elder vamp, he approached her calmly. His expression was of faint apprehension masked by bolstered confidence.
Taking a shot, he drank it down fast, signaling for another. “Thank you for the drink.” he replied. “My name is Knox.” he continued. “My apologies for not introducing myself properly earlier. As I mentioned before my ‘sponsor’ is Rowan McAllister.”
Caroline had almost expected the sun to burn her. But when it didn’t she grinned, still holding Knox’s hand. It didn’t burn her. She’d have to get used to not being burnt. It felt amazing. The suns warmth. No day light ring. She felt powerful. And in a sense, independent.
They stood in the doorway. Hand in hand. Ready to go out. Be together. As one. Forever. All was forgotten. All the drama. The danger with the higher powers. Not of that mattered. To Caroline, only Knox mattered. She watched him as he spoke, flashing him a smile. “Yes my love?” She beckoned him to finish his sentence.
Her smile. It seemed even more radiant in the sun. Her hand in his felt so natural, like it was supposed to be this way. Together in the light, endless, timeless, strong. With her, he felt that so many things were possible. Loved and cherished by the woman he loved.
He looked her again, his mind racing. The world seemed so new, everything felt more alive. Her aura radiated happiness and love. It made him smile even more. She was his happiness now and forever. Heaven be damned, his paradise was here. “Caroline, you and I….we are together. My dream of true love and happiness has come true. Thank you for taking this chance with me. Thank you for loving me.” he said, taking her in his arms and kissing her deeply, not caring who saw.
"Don’t thank me." Caroline smiled, accepting the kisses. She felt the same toward Knox. And it made her beyond happy to know that he’d be around forever. They truly belonged to each other. Caroline knew she would be devastated if anything happened to him. Just the thought made her shudder and want to cry. But together they were one. They were strong. Now, as they left his apartment hand in hand. No one could ever get in between them. Life was perfect.
Amazing, powerful, strong. He felt like he was renewed. He felt that he was untouchable, invincible. He would be with her forever. Truly forever. Taking those first few steps outside were exhilarating. He smiled at her, then looked up at the sky. Magnificent. He looked at her and grinned. A faint whisper flew past his ear. Hostile intentions grew in his mind. He maintained his smile. “So my love, what shall we do today?” he asked. “Shopping, sight seeing, a bite?”
He was persistent. Rightfully so since it was his possession. Knox knew the right thing to do was give up and give in. He was just too stubborn. His tone was unnerving and inwardly Knox flinched, then relaxed when the man stiffened. “Its not magic.” he replied simply. “So I do need it”
"The pin contains magic. Magic I can use with my own power. Magic I can use to do something I’ve always wanted to do. Maybe can you help me? If you do, you can have it back. Failure or success, I’ll give it back."
His hand was still outstretched as Jefferson shook his head. “As happy as I am that you will be able to live out your glory days —- “he paused, letting out a heavy sigh with raised brows. “This is not the time. I need the pin — and no, you cannot borrow it.”
Jefferson was well aware that the pin contained magic, and huffed in irritation that someone else would try and use it before he could grasp his hands on it. “You could just give it back to me and I will be on my merry way — and then this never happened.”
He didn’t understand. This was not for glory or honor. This was a chance to answer questions that had plagued him for years. He just had to try. “This is not for me to relive some time in the past, some wondorous moment in my life. I need it to find my family. Send them a message, try to find them.” he retorted harshly.
"You can have it back after I try this out. I am sorry but my answer is no." he said firmly. His eyes glowered as his powers manifested. "I’m sorry"
He was getting excited now. Even though the bed wouldn’t get there until tomorrow, he still wanted to make love to her in their new bedroom. He always felt romantic with her. She made him happy, she made him feel powerful. She let him in and he showed her it was okay to love. That she was the woman he wanted despite her past. She was loved regardless.
"I don’t think that is possible." he replied, looking at her with lust filled eyes. Oh how he wanted her.
Thena put her spoon down when she saw his eyes. He looked like he was ready to ravage her there right on the spot. Her lips turned up into a devilish grin as she looked him over. “What are you lookin’ at, tough guy?” She said with a laugh.
That grin. Those eyes. That voice. She knew just how to keep the fires of passion burning. Amazing. So multifaceted. A mother, fiance, and a lover. She played all these roles excellently. “I’m looking at the mother of my children, my soon to be wife, my love. I’m looking at her and thinking about how I have dreamed of this moment, making love to her in our new home. How I plan to make love to her on our wedding night………gives me chills.”
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When she saw the food, her mouth began to water. She had forgotten how hunger she was through all the excitement. She dove to the fries first, making a loud gasp of happiness, “Earth food is just amazing!”
"Don’t worry." The Oracle smiled, "Just don’t think of everything like a timeline. Think of it like things can be moved around, and changed constantly. If you can make sense of that."
He started on his eggs and smiled as she ate vigorously. Seemed she liked it. He wondered what kind of food and cuisine has she eaten. Yet the food from this planet she loved. It made him feel a bit better. “It is pretty good. This is just what I was craving.”
"Ah, I think I get it." he retorted as he took a sip from his coffee, clean and robust. "That’s a really interesting theory" he commented. "So your people…….they came up with this theory?"
"Well, I didn’t know I was craving this till I had some. I missed this type food, I hadn’t had some since the last time I went the 90’s at least." She smiled taking a sip of her vanilla milkshake, "Well, not really, it’s just the way you sees things when you’ve travelled as long as I have."
The 90’s were a few years away. He would be a little kid then. Wow, just thinking about made him a bit confused. Best not to dwell on it. “That is a good way to look at it. I mean you said you have hundreds of years of experience and this my first excursion…..I still have to wrap my head around it all. So tell me Oracle, do you remember what your first trip was like?”
That seemed to calm him. Good. He wanted his young friend to be comfortable and relaxed in this endeavor. At the other’s question he nodded. “Not really. I am still very much an amatuer when it comes to wine. But since the wedding is in the early summer, I was thinking something light to match the menu. But I value your input, you are the expert.”
Summer. A light wine. Theo pursed his lips to the side, frowning as he thought about the possibilities. “Maybe a white wine.” He mumbled absentmindedly, stroking his chin as he pushed his plate to the side. Whether there’s still food on it or not, he didn’t care anymore. When it comes to wine, the thought would need his full concentration. “I can give you the list. But I would need the meal selection in return to match them together.”
He seemed to be lost in thought. Well, he was the son of the God of Wine and Revelry. He wondered what possibilities he had. He looked so intent and serious about this. In a way, Knox was proud of him. He was taking such an interest in this. “Excellent. I think we’ve settled on a menu. How about next time we get together we go to a wine shop and look around? I can bring a copy of the menu we chose. Thank you so much Theo.” he beamed.
Oh yes, completely and utterly sloshed. Gone, logic and reason were no longer players in this little encounter. He was trying to get him worked up, instigating this to a violent conclusion.
Sighing, growing a touch frustrated. “Yes, it is my name.” he replied, rubbing his temples in growing annoyance. He had been around drunks but no one this obnoxious. “Uh, okay…….how about we walk around a bit and see if you can remember where it is?”
Gently, he reached for his arm and started to lead him down the street.
He was more of less docile for that first half, when the other spoke- asked his little request- Sean started to answer.
"W’I know where ‘t is! S’o’er th’riv—" Ah, but there it was. The touch. First rule of Sean: Do not touch Sean. And with that, a punch flew at the other, a very drunk punch but that’s what Sean specialized in, to be completely honest.
And oh boy will his face be red when he learns that this guy’s another Angel.
Okay, this man was clearly not in a position to offer any assistance. Seems that he had to take matters in his own hands. Then the punch. It hit him in the jaw with enough force to let Knox know he was being serious.
Taking a deep breath he tried not to get upset. Just the alcohol talking, just the booze fueling this foolish endeavor. Knox strengthened his grip on the lush’s arm and tried to keep his voice calm. “I am trying to help, let’s keep it civil okay. No need to let this get out of hand.” He reached with his other hand, getting just a bit of his power show. Perhaps he could calm him down……….”
Her laugh made him uneasy, her hand around his throat even more so. He felt his powers unconsciously spike causing him to tense. Her eyes were piercing but it allowed him to see her aura better. It was old, experienced, tingling with tension. He needed to stay calm, don’t agitate her. He felt a wave of relief as her grip released from his throat. He swallowed his growing fear and stayed silent. He had to figure a way out of this. How to get out of here without letting his secret slip. Her statement scared him. Play thing. What kind of game was she wanting to play?
His worries returned as she sent the others away. Just them. Alone. In a place he was unfamiliar with. Her speed was incredible and terrifying. He stood in her room, trying not to seem too afraid. After the handcuffs dropped to the floor, he rubbed his wrists gently. At her question, he looked at her. “I am the forbidden result of an angel laying with a human. An abomination against the Heavenly Order. Halfling. Nephilim.” he said plainly. With tense eyes he dipped his head. “I have a feeling I am wasting my time with this request but……please……let me go. I don’t want to hurt anyone……not again.”
Marley listened to his words and nodded a little, “I knew you were different, I could sense it in you. The power in your blood. I too, am something that shouldn’t have been created it.” She laughed a little allowing her hands to fall to her sides, palm up. Slowly flames burned turning from red to blue, “A witch and a vampire, not something you see everyday.” Bringing her palms together she put the flames out and walked towards the bathroom. Grabbing the small bowl she filled it with water and grabbed a wash cloth. Picking it up she placed it on the table and gestured towards the chair, “Sit?” Normally, she would demanded it but this time, it came out as a question. Dipping the cloth into the water she let out a sigh, “As much as I would like to let you go, I can’t.” Sitting down she took his wrists gently and cleaned off the spots of blood.
Lifting her eyes they met his, “And it’s not because I don’t want to, it’s because I know what they will do once they figure out you’re gone. And if they find out what you are, the fate will be much worse. These people are like robots, they do as commanded and their leader is just and sick and twisted as I’ve been in the past. But the difference between he and I is, he doesn’t know when to stop.” After the wounds were cleaned she dropped the rag into the bowl and held her hands about an inch away from his wrists. She watched the small tentacles of lightning dance across his skin, brushing away the bruises. Lifting her eyes she finally looked at him, “I’m Mahala. But, you can call me Marley.” And with that, she gave him a smile.
A witch and a vampire. Such a person shouldn’t be. The dead shouldn’t be able to wield magic, but here she was, standing infront of him. He was at her mercy, if she chose to be kind or cruel he had no say in it. He listened to her. His blood, no wonder. They could sense it, the aroma of Grace and light. It made him more nervous.
He did as she said and sat down. Doubt and worry plagued his mind. She could kill him at any moment. She was tending to him. Why was she doing this? Why was she being so kind? Question upon question was beginning to bubble up. Her aura radiated power and bloodlust but her actions showed him kindness and concern. What a conundrum.
Her eyes; they were mysterious and beautiful. Her words plain and honest. She didn’t want this for him. She seemed to have been wizened by her long life. She understood the value of life. If only they had met under different circumstances. He let out a small whimper of fear when he thought of what a horde of obedient vampires would do under a malevolent leader would do just to find him. Death, pain, blood. No one deserved to suffer for him.
Enchanted by her magic, he looked at his newly healed wrists then at her. “Knox” he replied then looked away for a moment. “Why are you doing this? I don’t deserve it.”
I love how one little thing can kill a perfectly good mood. Oh life, you sure know how to ruin a good time.
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