What Happens Next?, 15+ ?

[la flamme de coe]

Sola placed her hand over her mouth as she nodded at Death’s words. It was something that would be hard to talk about with Tommy. With anyone really and getting him alone would be an interesting problem. She pondered on it a little more as Tommy spoke.

Misty smiled in Tommy’s direction as he talked, her mind running with such delightful memories. Things were different now. It was not like it once was, things were different and time was an issue now, like he said. She didn’t have all night to just lounge about, like it was never going to end. But it did and it had not been like that in years. There seemed to always be something to do, and people to see. Even though she was now going to live forever, she did not take the time to stop and just relax any more.

Sola jumped at the nudge Death gave her and quickly stood taking his advice and slipping out behind Tommy, walking rather quickly to catch up. Everything rushing to her at once. What was she going to say?

Misty frowned as Sola and Tommy stood to leave, Taking the card Tommy gave “Of course I will stop by. See you later.” She said giving him a stunning smile as he turned to leave, suddenly engaging in conversation with Death. “Well, not as much magic as I used to. Besides it always seems to get me in trouble and makes me a little to different for my likings.” She allowed her eyes to flash through their rainbow of colors and the ears under her hat twitch. “I hardly had control then. I bet I could do a bit of damage now-a-days.” She laughed oddly as she pushed her hair behind her ear. “What about you Death? You have changed a quite bit over the last few years, look at you. Silver hair. You used to look exactly like Tommy. For a while there I thought you were the same person. What have you been doing lately?”

Sola stopped beside him and waved bizarrely, “Hey… Tommy.” Her voice faded out as she took in a deep breath. “Where are you headed?” She asked. She did not know where to begin here. It was hard for her to start on her sister. It was a delicate subject for her to even talk about any of it. Things were changing, and though her sister and her were not the all that close anymore she could still tell and she could still feel it. Sola was more into the dark arts than Misty had ever been, though it was more so because Misty could not handle it. She was not stable enough. And now Sola wondered what would happen if Misty even attempted to tap into it and if she did there would be no end to the damage she could create. “Do you think I can walk with you for a bit before you head to your meeting-thing?”



ooc| OMG! I finally posted. Whoot~ Yay me.

[Angel]

Death nodded with a chuckle and a grin. "Oh I know that going wrong thing all to well myself." He leaned forward placing his elbows on the table top and put his weight against them. "None of that stuff ever goes right for me either." He paused in thought an made a little face pouting face as he added "Actually much doesn't seem to go the way I want it at times."

A sly foxy smile grazed his lips as Misty asked about him and mentioned his changes from the first time they had met. "Yep yep. Well I decided that it wasn't fun living in Tommy Boy's shadow and get down played all the time. Had to stand up, make my mark in the world, get myself know." He chuckled as she mentioned the sliver colored streaks to his jet locks and raced his fingers though the think locks as they were removed from his blue gaze. "Black is so over done. Not that I had much say with the silver. Hair just kinda went this way when I was reborn in my angel position. But I kinda liked it so I left it be."

Nodding in agreement to that statement about him Tommy being one person he added slowly. "You are not entirely wrong there. We were one in the same at one point in a changed history. When I was killed by a vampiress who had a fling with Tommy, I was reborn and the history between us rewrote so that we actually existed separately and our paths altered so they differed from each other. I'm kinda of like a long lost brother or cousin now to Tommy. It's weird. I have these memories that I know happened and then there are these fabricated ones that I know happened and yet I know then didn't happen. It's kinda hard to explain how it feels actually." A tense care free laugh left his lips as he tossed his head back.

A sigh was given as he focused again on Misty and continued on. "Not much same old same old in a way. Collect this soul here, decided that persons death there and kill there person in between. With a bit of relaxation when possible between."


Tommy hadn't made it far before he heard the voice call out him, yet they had made it well out of ear shot and sight line of the others. Pausing in his step, and glancing over his left shoulder his dark pools followed the movements of Sola as she came up beside him waving crazily. Letting her get her barrings and take in the needed breath he stood silently, in adoration to be correct. A slim and rare slime dazzled his face as he thought about how lucky this young girl was to have her humanity. To be able to grow old and die. To truly be alive, able to bleed, breath, weep warm salty tears and all the other luxuries that he was denied. He had no problems giving ehr question a reply. "A bar. A couple of blocks from here. It's called Willie's place. Not a place visited by average people I'll warn. It kinda run down and grungy looking. A demon bar to be precise."

He nodded as they started walk again. "Sure. As long as you won't get into trouble with your sister for head to a place like this." Time passed in silence for what seemed to be an eternity but in reality it was only a few minutes. A tongue slithered out over smooth lips to moisten the thin lining of his sharp mouth before he spoke to Sola, head turned slightly to watch the young girl as still see where he was headed in case something were to suddenly step out or attack them. You could never be too careful with the denzies on the streets in this city, especially during the night.

"So why the want to walk with a know killer down the streets in the dark?" He smiled as he spoke calmly with her. The tone her used could be compared to that of a passionate caring father trying to take the fearful edge off a scary situation. Although in reality it was much safer to be walking down dark streets and allies with this killer in the night then any other person. Most people and things knew better than to harass this dark handsome man, but there were the few that didn't and they were the ones that usually never got to live long enough to learn that he should be left in peace.

[la flamme de coe]

Misty nodded as Death spoke gently laughing at his adorable pouting face. “Of course you understand, but I can’t really tell that things don’t always go your way.” She let her elbows rest on the table as she crossed her arms looking at him happily, enjoying the conversation that was taking place. “And I guess I understand the part of not wanting to live in someone’s shadow. Sola and I are almost identical as of lately. I hope that she grows beautiful, although it will be like watching myself grow old.” She sighed as she scratched under the hat. “But it could also have it’s advantages, you know.” She laughed oddly as her eyes shined.

She turned her head lightly confused about how the past could have changed, but she knew it was entirely possible. The idea of it was strange though. “And so the fabricated memories are the ones you remember better. I don’t quite understand, how can your past be rewritten? I mean, I know it can but it seems so strange.” Misty sighed deeply as she leaned back looking around to see that most the people in the coffee shop had already left. The children in the corner with their mother had already gone home. She pulled on the hat and kind of ruffled her hair up a bit to get rid of some of the hat hair, all the while still devoting her full attention to Death.

“So you decide people’s deaths?” Misty asked as she rubbed at her once hidden cat ears. “How does that work? I understand you are an angel, though I still do not really get the concept of it all.” She thought about it for a moment. In a way she did the same thing when she fed, and she chose her pray very carefully, most of the time. I guess it was not that much of a difference except for the fact of the soul collecting. “But if you can decide that… do you use it to your advantage? I mean, you could do a lot of damage with a gift like that.”


Sola took in a few more deep breaths before she began to walk with him. “A demon bar huh?” She asked as she placed her hands into her pockets looking at the ground as she walked. She wandered what kind of business Tommy had to do at a Demon bar, but she decided that it was none of her business.

She listened to him speak about she could tag along as Misty didn’t mind. She looked up quickly and laid one of her hands on him arm. “Tommy, my sister knows I can hold my own, thank you.” She said slightly irritated with the thought. She was still young, but her knowledge was greater than many people three times her age. She sighed as he spoke about her sister. That was what she came to confront him about. For a second there she forgot. For a second there she didn’t think about it.

Sola laughed at his comment as he spoke about being a “known killer.” It was interesting how he thought that. He might be, he might not. She didn’t know about that side of his life, but she could handle her own more than anyone knew. “Well Tommy, the reason…” She took in a deep breath as she looked up at him as she spoke. “is Misty.”


ooc| My computer is a bitch. >.< I totallu wrote this twice. And my computer kept FREEZING on me and I kept not saving. So.. FINALLY.. here it is.

[Angel]

Death nodded thoughtfully as he listened to Misty. A smile lisped gently across his face as he leaned back in his chair and closed his eye for moment as he spoke. “Awe yes, but is lucky in that sense. To grow old and gain the experiences of that part of life we will never gain. We in our immortality are robbed of that once in a life time pleasure.” As he spoke he seems to show a rare moment that his jubilant and youthful nature fades away to reveal in that brief seconded how old he truly is. It was not often that Death spoke words of wisdom or deep thought to others. But as quick as that moment appears it flickers away as he smiles and opens his sparkling blue eyes, his joyful and cheery nature retakes its hold on him. Grinning all the while he agreed with her. “Undoubtedly it has to have some, if not infinitely tinny advantages.”

Death sighed gently as he listened to her questions. Licking his lips to moisten the dry skin he began to answer. “I guess you could say that the fabricated ones stand out brighter in my mind that the faded grey real ones. I think they messed up on that.” He paused as he brushed a silver lock of hair back behind his left ear with a gentle movement of his right hand. “I don’t think I was supposed to remember the true memories like I do. I mean some yes, but other ones I think were supposed to be erased from my mind all together. This of course didn’t work because I clearly can remember them. I hope who ever orchestrated this didn’t pay for it, if they did they should demand their money back.” A gently chuckle ensued as he finished his little statement.

A slow considerate nod was given as began to answer her question about his work. “As long as if fits in the grand scheme of things yes. I don’t go a round and decided to knock people off just for the fun of it. Not that the thought of knocking off and enemy here or there hasn’t occurred, but that type of stuff is not allowed. Straight trip to eternal damnation for me.” He paused in thought before continuing on. “How does it work? Well… mostly it’s a matter of balance.” Again a pause. “I mean could you imagine how the world would be if say nothing died. The world would fall apart with an over flow of life, eventually destroying the planet as it get deprived of all its resources. Death is the ultimate equalizer, keeping a healthy balance to ensure life its self carries on. One dies so that another may live. But there is a catch to my job.”

He took a breath as he leaned back in his chair. “I can only affect the life lines of mortals, and specifically humans. Demons and other beings are out of my line of work. But they can affect mine by taking human lives before their time. And sometimes lives are taken before their time by other human actions.” He shrugged humbly at her final comment. “You know… I suppose I could do so damage with it before I got caught.” He smirked as finished.


Tommy nodded slowly as his eyes travelled over the area scanning for any trouble that may possibly pop up. “Yep, that right.” He stated in his deep toned voice. He turned his dark eyes to the young girl at his side as she spoke to him about how her sister knew that she could handle her own. Picking up on the irritation in her voice, the vampire slowed his gate down and eventually stopping as she placed a warm hand against his arm. As he spoke he turned to face and raised his hands with palms facing her in a shielding and very human manner. “Hey, I didn’t mean anything by that… I just know that your sister cares deeply for you.”

A smile graced his pale and handsome face as spoke again. “I actually think it must be… kind of nice having someone to look out for you in times of trouble. But I could be wrong. I wouldn’t know either way. I didn’t have anyone and I wasn’t exactly a great older brother to little sister I had either. Actually…” He paused for a few seconds before continuing on. “I didn’t really act like a brother at all to her near the end.”

Sola laughed at his comment as he spoke about being a “known killer.” It was interesting how he thought that. He might be, he might not. She didn’t know about that side of his life, but she could handle her own more than anyone knew. “Well Tommy, the reason…” She took in a deep breath as she looked up at him as she spoke. “is Misty.”

His smile broadens as she laughed by his side. Her gentle laughed warmed his cold heart, but his smile slowly slipped away as Sola finally got around to her reason for tagging along with the powerful and captivating immortal. “Misty?” He asked with concern in his voice. “What do you mean?” His visage conveying confusion and puzzlement.


ooc| Sorry it took sooo long. Been out of this world busy lately

[la flamme de coe]

"Can you not feel it?" Sola said as she touched her heart, her eyes looking at the groud, her eyes hidden by her long locks of blonde hair. "Can you not feel the blood and the pain?" She asked as she pulled her hands away from her chest, looking them over as if they were covered with blood. "

"I hear and have read that you can feel it. You can feel those related to you by blood when something is wrong, when they do something wrong." Sola sighed as she looked up at Tommy. "I can feel it because I am her sister and I chanel into it. Misty is in trouble, and I don't know what to do about it." Her eyes filled with tears and she turned away.

When she looked in the mirror she saw more and more of her sister. There was no difference in their face, body, anything. They looked like twins at this point. It was almost to the day that Misty had been sired, by the man infront of her. The love she had for Tommy was the most rare of all, and now her love was dieing. Something inside of her was slipping away. It felt like death, but Misty had died years ago. It was like her soul was still inside of her and it was escaping.

"I don't know what to do about it Tommy. And I believe that you are the only one that can help her. She is killing, but not to feed." Sola sighed gentally as she thought about it. "But when she is around me she acts the same. Loving. I don't want her to keep going down this path, and I don't even know if this is her." Her head shook back and forth as she spoke.

"Tommy, please. You are my last hope."




Misty grinned at Death as he spoke. There were so many things he had been through, so much that he had seen that she had not. Misty had been around a few hondred of years, but she skipped a bunch. "I loved growing up.." She muttered as he spoke.

And the memories of Death and who he really was crazy to hear about. Her life before she was a vampire felt like a very vivid dream, but to have your life changed or altered and to remember what was before would be unthinkable to her, though it was plosible.

Many things were plosible. You could be whoever you wanted if you knew the right magics. There was so many thoughts running through Misty's head that she went silent for a minute. It was like she was dreaming of what could be, what she wanted to happen. She glanced up at Death after a moment and grinned. "That is crazy. There is so much stuff, so many things in this world I do not know about." Misty smirked as she looked at her hands. "The world has alot of power, there is so much power, so many people that could do so many bad things, then those that have that power and know how to use it.. And.." She stopped and her smile was fully gone,

Misty looked out the door and frowned. "Sola went after Tommy didn't she?" She turned to Death, giving him a look of dissapointment though her dissapointment was directed towards her sister. "I wonder why. We had plans tonight. There was something that she wanted to talk to me about. Oh well." Misty said as she began to pick up the coffee cup sitting on the table infront of her. She felt its coldness and set it right back down looking out the window one more time.

"So Death, what is new with Tommy?" Misty directed her attention fully to him as her blue eyes faded deeper.

[Angel]

Tommy swollowed hard as he listened to Sola's cry out for help, as she described the hurt and pain that she could feel. With a heavy sigh he started. "Look..." He managed to stumble the word out and held a long pause before continuing on. "Sola, it's true what you said. Some of us can link to our sires and fledglings like that. Some can even go further with a mind link and control them, mostly sires to their fledglings. But then there is the few of us," He paused again and gave a slow shake of his head. "A few of us don't have that link that binds and bonds them to eachother."

Carefully he raised his right hand and placed it over his long dead and unbeating heart. "I'm one of the few who don't share that link. I've never really developed that telepathic ability. The closest thing that I have is that I can sense when another of my kind is a around and that sense is stronger when it comes to someone I've sired." With a sigh of relief had added quickly. "Which is a number I can count on one hand."

As she explaned how being her sister she could channel Misty and let the rest of her concerns tumble out he frowned deeply. As the tears filled her eyes and she turned away Tommy chewed on his lower lip for a second before he reached out and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back to his chest and into a tight embrace. "Hey hey. Look..." He spoke softly as he held her and rested his chin gently on her head. "No need for tears now. You've got to stay strong for you sister." He forced a light smile to his lips as he gently stroked the tears away from her warm cheeks with his thumb. "And because you asked so nicely, I'll try my best to help you out Sola. I really will. But..."

He paused for a moment still holding her in his arms as he continued to talk. "Sometimes these things are ment to happen and all the power in heaven and what I have in hell can not always change what is happening. It might just be phase we are dealing with." He smiled a little brighter and the his tone lightened a bit. "I mean, I'm not always the nice guy you get to see me as." He whispered gently in her ear. "Sometimes I'm the big bad that you kind of described about your sister. You know killing for the pleasure of it and the power you have over ones life...Mostly I'm just in a real bad mood then, and I usually can't find a certain angel's ass to kick around, and it's not really that often either. But I will promise that I will try to help as much as I possibly can."

A thought flittered through his mind and a soft "Hmmm." was made as the cords of ideas was struck. "Do you know this Marius your sister hangs out with very well? As in set up a little surprise meeting with me well?" He questioned her calmly. With a disgruntled groan he lowered his chin to her shoulder, his lips gently brushing her ears. "And as much as I hate to do this, perhaps a nice talk with your brother if he is still around my help our cause a bit as well." Smiling again he added. "See we are on our way here to finding a solution, even if I have to track down my old sire Marius, I will."



"Yeah," Death noded with a smile. "What fun times we had being kids. Too bad kids these days want to grow up so fast. They'll never know the stuff they will miss." He chuckled as he added quickly. "Oh well, their fault they want to meet me sooner than later, and only God can know why." He paused in thought. "I mean if I was given the option to be a kid again or the adult I am now.... I would take kid hands down no second thoughts. I mean as a kid the shit I could get away with, and the stuff I know now and the toys of now a days I'ld be a little hellion on wheels type thing."

A mischevious grin came to his youthful taned face as he rubbed his hands together in devious thoughts. "Oh the fun I could have pranking and torturing Tommy, it would so be worth the early death he would give me." He smirked as he glanced to Misty. "So I'm still a bit of a joker and really haven't matured much even though I am the angel of death, but you got to have you kicks some way right?"

Death smirked "Of course the world is crazy, that's what makes it interesting to live in. I mean how boring would it be if you know hour by hour, minute by minute and second by second what was going to go on next with no surprise and it was the same thing repetedly day after day. Hey I can tell you one thing, my job would be like working quadrupel over time with all the suisides from people who got too bord to live on with their lives. I say viva la difference and unknown!" Death cocked a brow as she suddenly went silent after her little speech about power. "Aww... something on your mind, or cat got you tongue?" He questioned curiously.

Misty looked out the door and frowned. "Sola went after Tommy didn't she?" She turned to Death, giving him a look of dissapointment though her dissapointment was directed towards her sister. "I wonder why. We had plans tonight. There was something that she wanted to talk to me about. Oh well." Misty said as she began to pick up the coffee cup sitting on the table infront of her. She felt its coldness and set it right back down looking out the window one more time.

Death shrugged as he followed Misty's gaze tot he door. "Guess so. Hey girls will be girls, well young free spirit girls that is. I mean she seems to be at that age you know where something else catches their attention they loose all focus on the task at hand type thing. And hey... no offence. Tommy's pretty hot with the whole 'I'm Mr Tall Dark and Brooding.' maybe she wanted to ask him out for a coffee or something. He is single at the momment after all. I mean last girl he was with ended up biting an early death, but that's what you get when you fish in the slayer pond." He paused for moment and frowned. "Okay, that comment I just made about Tommy... that sounded gay. And just to make a point I do not find Tommy hot... I've just heard it through the ladies... I mean angels... they gossip around the fountain. So to make it clear I do not have a thing for my former part self."

He blinked in a bit of confusion ans sighed as he quickly stated. "Shut up Tom, babbling does not become you." He smiled as he looked to Misty. "Feel free to stop the crazy babble at any point you like." He thought for a moment over her last question. "Asides from me just telling you he came out crapily from a realtion ship about two months ago.... nothing to new with him I guess you could say. Except for maybe the whole, everyone is going to die a horrbile turturous death vibe that's been radiating off him for the last month over the whole 'The vampire bitch killed my girlfriend and now all earth and hell is going to pay.' I'd say he's never been better, just a little testier that usual is all."

[la flamme de coe]

Sola let Tommy take hold of her a moment as he spoke, listening to the words trying to figure out what he was saying. He could not feel it? To her that was crazy. It was like a heart attack to her, the way she felt at the moment... But she was not really sure what it was, she was assuming that Misty was killing. Though, that had to be it. Misty could not just feel something that would make Sola feel as horrible as she did.

She wipped at her eyes as he told her that she couldn't cry, but she had to. This was her best friend. This was the only real relation she had left in this word. This girl, Misty, was the one that had saved her life many times and made it what it was. Sola let out s small sniffle before she looked down at the ground and leaned on him a bit for support. It was like a huge weight being lifted off her shoulders when he said he would help in anyway he could.

"But there is no more Marius in her life. I don't know what happened, but they are over. I know it. I think she is still living in his house, but he is not there. I don't know..." Sola said her voice breaking off. "And Justin is just trouble waiting to happen. And Misty doesn't even know about Vincent yet. Oh God, what is she going to do when she finds out he is alive?" Sola's eyes widened as she remembered that her other brother was still alive. That was a long story that would have to wait until all this was over. Misty and her sanity was what was to come first.

"But I know you can help and if I need to find Justin I will." She moved from out of his comfort position and turned to look at him, stuffing her hands into her pockets. "I don't know though. There is something I think that needs to be done, but I don't know how to get around to doing it. She needs to be confronted. She needs to be talked to, and I am the little sister.. I know that will not work. But you, as I see it, are like the person she looks up to. You know?" She stopped as she placed her hand to her head thinking a minute. "You made her what she is, Misty has a certain respect for you. Not in a fatherly way, she trusted you to give her what life she has now, maybe she will trust you to show her how to use it. I know you may not be the best guy, but she thinks you are. She has to. I don't know what else to do, and I am sorry I have to involve you in this."

"I just wish there was another way around this." Sola looked up at Tommy and gave him a half grin. Sola had the same grin as Misty, the same voice, same hair, same eyes, same everything. She felt so weird standing here talking to him like this. They had never been close, but Tommy would always be a good friend, no matter what. "I wish... I could go... back." She stopped a moment as she thought about it for a moment. Moving forward was different than moving back. You couldn't move back and Sola knew this.

"God, there is no way is there? She has to just be stopped. And she wont just give in." DAMNIT. Sola sighed as she rubbed her hands over her face. "So where do we start?"


Misty smiled as she listened to Death. Her blue eyes focused on him intensly as he spoke. "I grew up alot faster than I wanted to. I came here to this time as a 15 year old and look at me now. I grew up a lot faster than I wanted to." Misty thought about it for a moment. She didn't realise it until now, but she had made herself grow up so she could take care of her sister. It was not something she really wanted, but it was something she didn't mind doing because her sister had been her number one concern.

"Oh the fun I could have pranking and torturing Tommy, it would so be worth the early death he would give me."

Misty grinned at Death as he said this, laughing out loud. "Well if that is something you want to do, then I understand completely. You are a bit of a joker, and I believe you will be until your dieing day." She kept on laughing as she scrached a bit at her ears that still hid under her hat. "And you really do have to get kicks anyway you can." Misty again went silent for a moment as she spaced out for another moment. She snapped out of as she realised he was asking what was on her mind.

Misty looked up at him and shook her head. "I am the cat, she said as she pulled the hat from her head. So, I guess you could say I have my own tongue." She laughed to herself as she thought about the concept herself. "And, no. I am fine, nothing on my mind out of the usual. I just think a lot." She gave him a small smile as she streached a bit in the chair as he went on.

"Guess so. Hey girls will be girls, well young free spirit girls that is. I mean she seems to be at that age you know where something else catches their attention they loose all focus on the task at hand type thing. And hey... no offence. Tommy's pretty hot with the whole 'I'm Mr Tall Dark and Brooding.' maybe she wanted to ask him out for a coffee or something. He is single at the moment after all."

Misty lifted a brow as Death spoke. "Excuse me?" Her tone changed completely for an instant as her eyes darkend a shade or two. "I'm sorry..." She laughed to herself nerviously as she looked out the window one more time. So many thoughts now entering her mind. She was not worried about her sister going off to ask Tommy on a 'date', but the thought crossed her mind for a spilt moment, then other things.

"Sola isn't like that. She has never dated anyone in her life. She would date a book before she would a man." Misty sighed as she looked down at the table, away from Death as she covered her eyes for a moment. They returned to their normal blue as she pushed her hair out of her face placeing her hat back on her head.

She smiled as he spoke about the angels at the foutain, but she wasn't really listening. She was wondering if Sola DID in fact go after Tommy. If so, what for? Was there something that they both needed to discuss? She breathed in deeply, counting to herself as she tried to stay calm.

Misty again smiled and nodded a bit distracted as she asked, "How about we take a walk. I don't really like to sit in one place for to long, doesn't do the body good." She stood rather quickly as she placed her hands in her pockets wondering if he was going to agree, either way she was going for a walk. Maybe she would run into her sister. There had to be a reason she ran out after Tommy.

[Angel]

“Marius and Misty are over.” Tommy stumbled over the statement as he repeated it from Sola. A soft smile graced his lips as he nodded and spoke. “He is trouble. But sometimes trouble can be useful.” He frowned a little as she spoke of this person that seemed to have never been mentioned before. “Vincent?” He questioned cautiously. “How is he? And I take it he is supposed to be dead then?”

As she moved out of his comforting hold, he gave a cheery little smile and a shrug. “Well he might come in help in some way or form. Had to say right now, but we will see what happens latter in the future for us.” His smile shifted subtly to a frown as she spoke about how Misty held him in her eyes. He bowed his head slightly as he spoke in agreement. “You are right.” He stated and then paused to take a breath that was really out of habit than out of need for the air. Looking back up to Sola he caught her hope filled gaze and forced a small smile to his face. “I’m definitely not the best candidate for this. In fact, I’m probably a far cry from him. I’ve even changed quite a bit from the vampire that sired her back then.” He admitted to her. “Whether it be a change for the good or worst, only time will tell us. And don’t be sorry. I’ve always told you two that you could come to me for anything haven’t I?” He questioned her lightly. “You are just taking up on my offer is all.”

"I just wish there was another way around this." Sola looked up at Tommy and gave him a half grin. Sola had the same grin as Misty, the same voice, same hair, same eyes, same everything. She felt so weird standing here talking to him like this. They had never been close, but Tommy would always be a good friend, no matter what. "I wish... I could go... back." She stopped a moment as she thought about it for a moment. Moving forward was different than moving back. You couldn't move back and Sola knew this.

“There probably is another way or two… But they may all be blocked and this being the only path left for you or us to travel.” He returned her smile as he continued. “Funny how destiny and all that other crap likes to throw us for a loop and twist for the hell of it at times.” He gazed at her quizzically as she spoke aloud her wish. “And what would you do if you could go back?” He asked her. He watched as she rubbed her hands over her face and pondered her last questions. Finally he replied with a question of his own. “Where do we start indeed?”


Death smirked as he nodded. “I am defiantly the funnier half of what Tommy should be. I mean that vamp should crack a smile once in a while. It wouldn’t kill him to try, oh and maybe switch up the colours in his wardrobe. I mean black and white are the only shades you ever see him in. I mean a nice blue, a lovely red hell go tie die, just something with colour is all I’m saying.” He smirked as he leaned forward. “Between you and me…” He paused with a devilish grin on his face. “He looks great in a pink tutu.” He leaned back in his chair laughing as he explains. “Myself and bunch of guys jumped Mr. Party Pooper one Halloween and got him shoved into a frilly pink tutu and fairy wing costume. I was awesome… Mind you he hounded us down for a week looking to give us hell for it, but so worth it.”

He nodded as Misty answer his ‘cat got your tongue’ remark. “Touché to that.” He grinned as fingers brushed a few stray silver strands of hair that fell in front of his blue eyes back behind his ear and out of his sight. “Awe, I see.” He stated as he tapped his head gently. “Sometimes the noise ever stops in here. Other times it’s just way to still.”

Death caught the off look from Misty after he had mentioned the whole Tommy being single thing. “Whoa, sorry didn’t mean to touch on anything touchy there. Just stating a fact about the big lug is all.” He tilted his head as he responded. “You don’t think so?” He paused as she stroked his chin in tough thought. “Well I suppose you could be right…. Or you could be wrong. Who knows?” He asked with a shrug. “Definitely not me, that’s for sure. The whole love bug is not my gig. Angel of Death that is me.”

Death watched her in a moment of silence, letting her clear her mind a little before asking. “You sure nothing is wrong?” He questioned with concern. “Um, yeah. Sure. Walking no problems here with that.” He spoke as he rose quickly from his seat knocking the chair over backwards making a loud clattering with his sudden exit from it. Frowning he kicked the front legs of the chair, now sticking out in the open air, back down cause the chair to lurch forward and back to its rightful position on all four legs instead of on its back side. “Well, if that didn’t draw attention to us, I don’t know what would.” He grumbled under his breath as he commented about the loud noise he had made in knocking the chair over. “So…” He added with a heartwarming boyish grin as he looked back to her. “Where we walking to?”

[la flamme de coe]

Sola gave a short nod in responce to his comment on Marius and Misty. "Yes, over. Marius went mad and lost his soul. Kind of a split personality thing. I don't understand why every guy she has ever fallen for..." Sola shook her head as she changed her trail of thought. "Anyways, I believe you are the key. And I don't know why, but... as soon as I saw you something clicked and I knew that if she was going to get any better or be herself again you were somehow going to help."

"And Vincent was our little brother. We never really talked about him when we got here. He was three when the fire happened. We thought he died, but I guess Justin had a change on heart and saved him from the fire after killing our parents. I guess he thought it would be his good deed." Sola said taking in a deep breath as she shook her head thinking about the magnitude of it all. "Anyways, Justin raised him and sired him at the age of 23." She ran her fingers through her hair as she looked it over. "He looks just like Misty and I. Blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin. I just am so confused about it all, and I don't know what Misty will think. So I told him we had to wait to tell her. That is acutally what I was going to tell her tonight." She frowned as she began to walk, waiting for him to step with her.

She listened as he spoke about how he might not be the best candidate, but that had nothing to do with it. "Look, I know you are different, but it doesn't matter. You are Tommy, you have those memories with her. You have her taste, and will forever. She is yours." Sola shrugged as she stuck her hands into her pockets. "There are things people in this world are willing to do, and she is willing to lose control. You are the first person she lost control infront of. It just makes since to me."

"And what would you do if you could go back?"

Sola looked him over as he spoke, wondering if he was serious. It was a question she knew every answer to. "I would go back to right before Justin left and never came back. I would go back to my mother and father and school and a sister who never stopped smiling and a little brother that had the laugh of an angel. I would go back to the 1700's." She sighed as she got that all out and took a couple more huge steps and she thought about it. home...


Misty just smiled as she looked down at hert black shirt and grey slacks. It was ironic how time changed all. She used to always wear a sundress, but in this day and age it was not worth it.

Death caught the off look from Misty after he had mentioned the whole Tommy being single thing. “Whoa, sorry didn’t mean to touch on anything touchy there. Just stating a fact about the big lug is all.” He tilted his head as he responded. “You don’t think so?” He paused as she stroked his chin in tough thought. “Well I suppose you could be right…. Or you could be wrong. Who knows?” He asked with a shrug. “Definitely not me, that’s for sure. The whole love bug is not my gig. Angel of Death that is me."

Misty listened as he spoke... "Well I just know my sister." She said as she turned for the door. It was an interesting thought. And, what did it do to her heart? She had once been in love with this man. She gave him her life, her everything and she was not sorry for it. He was an amazing person, but what was he to her heart? She just shook her head as she took a look over her shoulder to see if he was coming along.

"Yes, I am perfectly fine she said after a moments pause. I just think alot, as I said." She closed her eyes and wecomed the fresh air as she stepped outside the coffee shop. It was nice to be out of the small space she was just trapped in. "Perfect..." she muttered under her breath as her eyes flashed behind closed lids. She regained her focus as she started towards her left after the lingering scent of her sister. "I just kind of wanted to walk..." She said as she opened her eyes and gave him a small smile. "It is just nice..."

[Angel]

OOC| Workin on a post to this.

[la flamme de coe]

OOC| ya are are ya? Well I am waitin. If its getting boring I can spice it up. or you can if you want.

[Angel]

OOC| lol indeed I am, just swamped with things to do and little time, but I am picking away at all the replies I owe. Plus I just got my internet back, been with out it for 3 weeks while working at a job I picked up, where I was a live in house and pet sitter.

[Angel]

Tommy cocked a brow as Sola explained the on goings that Tommy had missed in the last little bit before making the statement about Misty and split personalities. He chuckled lightly at the quick change in topic. “So the personality thing is pattern then is it?” He questioned her light heartedly. “So was I the first one with that problem?” He paused for a moment then stated. “Though my problem seems have rectified itself and has become a personality rather than a split. Not that I am complain. I actually like having my head and body to myself again.” He smiled to Sola as he explained that he rather did enjoy have Death out of his thoughts.

He then thought over her comment about him being the key to Misty’s salvation, thought he himself had no idea how. “So what do you have planned for me?” He questioned. “I mean if you had the ‘click’ about me when you saw me back there. Something else must of clicked too…right?” He took a breath of fresh air though it was more for habit than need of the oxygen to fuel his body. “I am open to suggestions that you might have to help your sister out.” He stated calmly with firm reassuring tone that he would do all that he could.

“So then I haven’t met all of your known family then.” He stated before asking. “So if Justin raised him…” He paused with some concern remember the time that he had encountered Justin and how most had ended badly and on sour notes between the two of them. He even vaguely felt a gentle memory touch back on their first encounter, where Tommy was the weaker of the pair and was relatively new in the city. Oddly enough back then Tommy was weaker by choice, choosing not favor his vampiric nature and abilities. He remembered Justin being the victor to the fights of them. He shook his head lighty to rid his mind of the soft memories of past and smiled inwardly to himself as he thought of how much he had changed from the vampire of then to whom he was now. And what a change it was indeed. “How did he turn out, I guess is the question I’m getting around too.” He finally managed to get the sentence out and then asked. “Why did you want to wait till tonight?” He lengthened his stride to catch up to her side quickly as he continued on.

He couldn’t help the smile that graced his lips and warmed his otherwise cold and dark black eyes as he listened to her speech about who he was and that although he had changed, he was still himself somewhere inside this newer version of him. “I suppose I should thank you.” He stated calmly with a touch of joy and a little sadness to his voice as he looked to her. “I now know that there still one person to say the least, whom still believes that I can do something right. Something that I would have done back when we first met and that there is someone with a faith in me still.” His smile warmed as he added. “And that maybe if I get lost there is some to show me the way with her faith in me.”

He nodded as he listened to her explain what she would do if she could go back in time. “I’ve thought about it myself.” He stated simply. “If I could go back and know what I know now. I would avoid the tavern that I frequented enough to catch the eye of Marius whom sat in the dark corner and watched me get into fights, and sometimes about the stupidest things. Like you I’d go back home but if only to stand up to my father and show him how wrong he was about things and me. May be if I could do that, things wouldn’t have ended up the way they are now.” He paused and his smile faded slightly. “But there is always a down side to that.” He paused and took a breath. “I wouldn’t be around to have seen the things I’ve seen, or to have met the people or not so people and befriended them along the way.”

He shook his head and decided it was time for a topic change. “So how about we find Justin? And you can tell me more about your little brother on the way?” He put a smile back on his face as he spoke again and continued to walk with Sola. A moment passed in silence before he added. “Sola, I just want to let you know, that if you ever need anything. You always come to me and I will do what I can to help you and your family. That includes Justin if you like as well in there., but I’ll leave that one up to you. Just don’t hesitate to come find me, even if you just want to talk.”




Death nodded, he couldn’t argue the statement about knowing her sister. “That you do. And better than most people at that.” He replied with a warm and inviting smile. He followed suit as Misty got up and moved away from the table, he did the same. He pushed himself up out of his chair and frowned light as he went to move away from the table and stopped. Quickly he shoved his hand into the right back pocket of his jean and pulled out a thin black wallet. He opened and rummaged through it, pulling out a couple of bills and grumbling. “Typical Tommy.”

He paused as he tossed the cash onto the table top and muttered again as he shoved the wallet back into the depths of his pocket. “Runs out on the bill.” As he turned back towards Misty his frown was gone and again a smile was on his face. This time he didn’t mutter as he spoke. “At least I know he’s good the cash. I’ll get what he owes me from him next time I see him.” He laughed light heartedly as he added. “The one good thing about him being a vampire was that he invested his money very wisely. Guy’s loaded in the money department, and yet he lives and dresses like the common person you wouldn’t look twice at on the street. Well he would get looked twice at by a few people because of his looks.” He paused with thought before adding. “I mean you’re a girl so you’d know about the whole ‘tall dark and handsome’ thing girls tend to go batty for right? And plus he’s got that whole brooding and mysterious thing going on as well. And the way clothes hang on him.” He blinked a little stunned with where he was going on that subject and quickly added. “Not that I have noticed, or am attracted or anything like that…” Again a pause before adding “Well maybe just a little. But who wouldn’t be?” He nervously asked, with a hint of shame and embarrassment in his voice.


Death nodded as she stated that she was fine and spoke up again. His voice had returned to normal with that bright ‘the sun is shining and birds are singing’ happy tone to his voice. “Well nothing wrong with thinking.” He stated quickly and then continued. “I mean if everyone just spent a little more time thinking about things rather than doing them, there would, at least in my opinion, be a lot less problems and things done wrong by the human race.” He smirked as he added. “For example, teens walking home want to take the dark and knowingly dangerous back alley to get home quicker. They would in theory actually think about what could happen and make the right choice. Versus just using impulse and go down there and find, oh let’s say for fun, a ravaging werewolf who is hungry or some other dangerous situation and get killed or badly injured. Instead they would realize how stupid of a move they are making and turn back and take the bright lit side walk and stay safe. Plus it makes my job a lot cleaner that way.” He chuckled lightly as he added his bonus to the situation he presented in.

As they stepped outside he heard her comment about the outdoors and the cool open night air being perfect. He himself glanced up to the cloudless and star lit sky twinkling over head and listened as she spoke about wanting to walk and how nice it was. He glanced back down as she turned to him and smiled. He nodded and brushed a strand of silver and jet locks from his blue eyes and returned the smile. “It sure is nice out tonight. Clear sky, slight breeze. Not a thing to complain about.” Moving along at her pace beside her he added. “A good night for a walk, and hopefully if all things hold out, it’ll be a nice night later on for a flight.” He sighed softly as he stated. “Still too early in the night for one right now. Too many people are still moving about and would notice a winged human silhouette in the sky. Don’t want to cause panic in the street you know. So walking is good. Maybe if, you like, I could take you for a flight later if you want?” He offered sweetly to her. “I wouldn’t mind the company if you wanted the experience.” He stated with a smile.


OOC| Yeah! Finally finished the post!