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"Very well then," Franceska said, then briskly moved across the room to a file cabinet and withdrew a form which she handed to Rebecca.
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"I basically want you to fill this out stating that you have given permission and even requested any procedure that I may perform and that you are fully aware of any dangers and so if anything befalls you it is not my fault and I am not to be killed over it by your vampire family. So a basic consent form but I want you to write in all that extra shit," she added, finally giving an amused smile at the end, though she was entirely serious.
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Renfield nodded, relieved that she'd thought of this as he tried more than once to impress upon her how dangerous vampires could be and did not often fell it sunk in. This time it had though.
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Re: Wedding Plans (Klaus/Tatia)
Samantha smiled at Tatia.???She said ¡°its no problem really.??Like I said I am a hopeless romantic.??That¡¯s one of the reasons I run this place.??So please look around at the dresses.??I can help you if you want.??Plus im sure you like to surprise this lucky gentlemen.¡±??She smiled againa as she turned the lights back on to reveal the elegant wedding dresses. ? Klaus smiled at tatia as she was polite to Samantha about letting them in.??he said ¡°we really do appreciate you opening back up for us.??We just cant wait to get married.??You can say its been a long wait for me to finally have the woman I love at my side.??We couldn¡¯t wait much longer.¡±??He followed them inside.??He smiled at tatia and said ¡°I want be far go ahead.??Ill try not to peak.¡±??He kissed her gently before reluctantly letting her hand go. |
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"But that's just it,"Kol said with a dark scowl.
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"We investigate and it wont be the end of it because we will get dragged into it somehow for one reason or another...To do things for people who would likely not be so willing to do the same for us," he said, the words stinging old wounds of resentment even as he spoke them.
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He sighed, staring out through the windshield, waiting several seconds before speaking.
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"Is there a way to find out from a distance...Then let people know from a distance," he asked, tone managing to be?tight with?concern?yet hopeful at the same time.
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"Because I don't claim to know all you can do with magic and this is the only way I can see us staying out of whatever this is and living for ourselves for a change."
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Re: At The Diner (Cordelia/Jessica/Castiel/Halbrek/etc)
"First of all," Halbrek began, frowning at Castiel.
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"Were I to speak to the vampire king and use my feminine whiles you would become insanely jealous and ruin something somehow. Second of all he has a wife whom he appears to care for very much, surprising and touching in one like that I would say but then again look at us. So to answer your question, no. Not talking to him for you."
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They were on the opposite side of things when it came to recruiting people or beings for the sides of good and evil but considering many factions of both sides were against what was currently going down she didn't point out that as a third consideration as she normally would've as if Cas could ever forget. They usually had fun, turning it into a game, but right now that wasn't an option.
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"And you actually want me to talk to a vampire instead of killing it,"Sam quipped.
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The situation was an odd one and it would likely baffle his mind even more were most of it not taken up with the Jess situation.
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Still he couldn't help but wonder what Dean would have said at the idea of actually trying to talk to and recruit the likes of Count Freaking Dracula.
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"I'm board,"Azi said with a yawn.
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"You're all too bloody serious," the fox demon complained almost bitterly.
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"Not to mention I'm not that good at being seductive," Halbrek said, a note of satisfaction in her voice as she returned to Castiel's original request that she speak to the vampire king.
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Re: At The Diner (Cordelia/Jessica/Castiel/Halbrek/etc)
"A good point. Those Turks, they erected some dark impenetrable walls in the past. Only a few of us were clever enough to find indirect routes. Most of the angels have been locked out. Aside from all the atrocities committed in the name of their?ravenous horse?gods, we could not steer them into the right channels, to make sure they participated appropriately in the great game. I have to wonder how it was done, because my team tested the ground for Enochian sigils and could not find any. What else could prevent an angel from interfering? Could those sigils be hidden? If so, the art of doing that has been lost, we have not encountered any undetectable sigils since the fall of the Great Tower. I found a few covert ways to monitor the Turks, but never in a reliable way, until something changed, presumably the actions of the vampire in question. So whatever the vampire king has done, he really has done God's work. If he were slightly more successful, Turkey would already?have rejoined the fold and cast away its deathly gods.
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And yet, I am not sure if I know quite yet how to reassure humans. I either antagonize them with my sincerity, make them feel challenged, or encourage them to laugh at my expense. If memory serves, that was how Sam here received my admonition, with laughter and mockery. Humans, even the best of them, forgot what it was like to deal with higher powers. Makes them more confident as warriors, more independent, but also harder to recruit. I have a feeling, Halbrek dear, that you may have a better way with any male, human or vampire, than I could. Would you feel like conversing with the king? Or you Sam? You are awfully friendly, what if you think of?him as a fellow hunter? You could easily enlist him then.
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Other than the issue at hand, I never had?the time before to either thank him for the Turks, or find out how he broke their magical wards.?I don't think his method of operation is widely known yet, not to the rank angels at least, and would make a good conversation starter some day," Castiel thoughtfully considered, ? |
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Re: Salvatore Boarding House: Desperate Times (Bonnie/Enkil)
Enkil frowned.
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"I hardly think it was my fault. Emotions aside, how would I have considered the possibility that Akasha wasn't herself? Such things weren't...considered back then," he defended himself.
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"And she always had reasons behind her actions though they did become more and more strange...and eventually I just...found it easier to withdraw from the world..."
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And from himself but even now that was painful to state aloud in actual words that he would also have to hear.
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"The spirit...well the twins spoke of spirits and the one who may have possessed us turned us into what we were in the first place. So I would not have thought this changed Akasha, for it did not change me...anymore than becoming a blood drinker with the added abilities such brings can change anyone."
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He paused to think, to structure his thoughts into a form that could perhaps be understood by himself as well as another.
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"And even now I have changed yet I do not feel possessed. I am no longer a king, I stand in a strange land of which I have no knowledge and I am as a beggar...a supplicant...Is this not the same, as me not being who I once was?"
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He struggled with himself, with the pretty witch before him, to understand, and came up short, not for the first time. If only...if only he had died a mortal man old in his bed, and never been thrust into this. If only he had never interacted with the twins. And even that had come about because of Akasha, he thought with a sudden stab of resentful realization. She had always been so nearly child like curious about things yet in the end it turned dark and cost them everything even before anything else had come along even if it had. So why...why was he looking, why did he care what had happened? Feeling suddenly confused, angry and lost, he decided to keep all of that to himself...simply because it was easier.
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Re: Matters Of Science (Rebekah/Franceska/etc)
Rebecca listened and admired her friends concern.??She laughed lightly.??She said ¡°not much can kill me and my siblings. At least not easily.??That being said I think this is worth the risk.??This is probably my only chance at this.??If you were to hold back and fail. Where if you didn¡¯t and succeed???it be a risk worth the chance. Worth dyeing for if it came to that.¡±??she looked at them both and smiled and said ¡°I take on any challenge that may happen because of this.¡± She glance sideways at felix.??He seemed tense over this science talk.??She didn¡¯t say anything though. |
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Re: Mystic Grille (Jamie/Kali/Mekare/etc)
"Armand, it's another vampire,"Mekare said without thinking, one hand coming out to clamp onto the slender forearm of the auburn haired youth who she had quickly learned to think of as a brother.
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Arman's expression said many things start his mouth did not, among which were fuck and god d damn it. Mekare had to be more careful! Then again the girl to whom they were talking didn't seem to mind abnormal...
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He sighed, following Mekare's gaze to a red haired young woman with a pretty dark haired one who...
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"She's not normal either but not a vampire,"Mekare murmured, speaking his own thoughts aloud.
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"Shut up," Armand nearly sang.
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Jarveth's gaze concentrated itself on the door as he hastily downed his food. The short stocky man ready to head for the door, moving anyone hindering them out of the way at a word from Mekare or Armand.
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"I shall go speak with her," Maharet said quietly and slid out of her chair, gliding over to Lucy, flowing yellow dress cloaking her in timeless fashion.
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"Good evening," Maharet told Lucy with a polite smile.
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"I am Maharet...My family and I have come here...well..."
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She glanced briefly at Pandora then back to Lucy.
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"Did you happen to sense anything...extremely disturbing of late if I might ask," she inquired as gently as possible.
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Knowing how insane it would all sound, she said nothing about angels, in which she had never believed or the end of the world.
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Mekare watched in amused fascination the way someone would behold something really good on Jerry Springer.
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"So..."Mekare said to Jamie, one green eye still on her sister and the new vampire.
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"You think he's coming here? Coming after you? I can't imagine what sort of creature wouldn't die by a good enough fire," she said, trying to keep the doubt from her voice even as her mind truly speculated over what could truly survive such.
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Re: Town Square (Matt/Nyssa/etc)
Matt listened as she spoke standing to??start leading her to the mysic falls grill.??He kept listening trying to figure this woman out.??he couldn¡¯t tell if she was hiding something or not.??he smiled and said ¡°oh yes Whitmore is the local college.??It¡¯s a good school.??I had a few friend who attended. If your thinking of enrolling I go for it.??like I said it¡¯s a good school.¡± He laughed lightly and said ¡° I appreciate it that you don¡¯t find me boring. its rather a relif to hear someone say that im not boring.??I swear sometimes I will be talking to some of these college people and they look at me with a blank stare.??Though half the time they are drunk or stoned so kinda hard to tell.¡± ? Matt lead her as they continued to talk to the mystic grill looking back briefly to check on katrina. He knew they would meet up later with rayna.??He returned his gaze to his guest.??He said ¡°well im happy to hear you be staying a while.??You will enjoy what this town has to offer. As for the mystic falls grill.??Probably the best food in town. In my younger days I used to work here.¡± |
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Re: Town Square (David/Katrina/etc)
David sighed.
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"A few reasons," he said carefully when she asked why he asked about demons.
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"My father has had run ins with some pursuing him, some that another witch served and used in an attempt to stop my father's work of vanquishing evil. He worries for my mother. Mother does not disbelieve that something or someone is after them, but she's certain it's a ghost who wants her dead."
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He sighed again reaching up to mock tug at his short wavy blonde hair.
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"Parents are enough to drive one mad, I swear."
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"And then there is all the news coming from a little town called?Sleepy Hollow. It also smacks of demon meddling to my mind, but my parents are investigating that, or they are supposed to be."
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¡°I think, were it not for rare instances involving people he cared about that it¡¯d be an entirely different story.¡± Katrina continued to avoid providing any information that might ¡®out¡¯ those the sheriff cared for. If it were left up to her then there would be another round up like the town had back in 1864, only this time without witch involvement. ¡°Trying to keep an open mind myself.¡± It was no easy task offering a vampire the benefit of the doubt after having been forced to a drive a stake through her own mother's heart in order to save herself. So, the change in subject was a welcome one, a sigh falling from her lips as she pushed aside those memories. ¡°Had a few encounters with demons on those occasions whenever we helped another hunter. Why do you ask?¡± It honestly surprised her that with everything else that found its way to this town there wasn't more talk of demons. Mostly it was just witches, vampires, and werewolves with a few other random beings thrown into the mix. The thought of which caused her to look toward the mysterious woman once again. |
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Re: Salvatore Boarding House: Desperate Times (Bonnie/Enkil)
Bonnie wondered if it was just a coincidence his tale involved a set of twins or if there was some connection to the Gemini coven. Why this crossed her mind she couldn't say nor could she bring herself to interrupt with this or any number of other ideas his tale sparked until he'd finished. Was it politeness that caused this? Hard to say.
¡°It sounds like you had a¡complicated relationship.¡± Good one, Bonnie. Boy, was she off her game these days or maybe just overwhelmed. Truthfully, it could be any number of things. Her mind returning to the message she needed to relay to Damon who she very much doubted would even care that someone he pissed off had taken Elena. ¡°I know this probably isn't what you want to hear but¡there's a distinct possibility that if she's herself again she could be pretty pissed off that her husband didn't notice that something else was calling the shots. I mean, I know I would be.¡± Once again she thought of her friend who had expressed something similar when her psychotic doppelg?nger had body snatched her and no one even noticed. She was making a search of the internet on her phone hoping to come across a possible explanation that didn't involve that damned passenger spell Katherine used as it seemed unlikely that was the case in this particular instance. But all she really needed was a place to start when she went through the books Alaric kept locked away from the kids who went to school here. ¡°Outside of the Travelers¡it seems that our most likely options are either demonic possession or spirit possession.¡± While neither struck her as being particularly pleasant it was somewhere to start. (ooc: take two. Evil yahell) |
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Re: Covington House: Bed & Breakfast (Lexi/Valerie/etc)
Lexi kept up the conversation until the little girl was called away, politely declining the parting offer of milk and cookies. Effortlessly rising from a kneeling position, her eyes followed the small retreating figure as it disappeared around a corner towards the end of a short hallway.?
Despite her seeming distraction she was aware of another conversation taking place on the opposite side of the living room. Small talk. Nothing of any real interest. Shrugging it off she turned to the door heading outside, fighting off a growing sense of nostalgia. It was difficult to not think of him, especially being here in his hometown. Had he been given the same choice? Was he alive as well? If he'd chosen to come back¡to give up being at peace¡then he'd return here. He always did. Quickly descending the steps rather than lingering on the quaint looking front porch, mere seconds from rushing off to the Salvatore family crypt to pay her respects in spite of not knowing whether her friend was still best described as ¡®dearly departed¡¯.? __________ ¡°We get a fair amount of business, but most people look for a place near the square so shopping and the like are more convenient.¡± Elisabeth smiled, turning her head just as her granddaughter went racing off towards the kitchen for a snack. It was one of her greatest joys having her family close. Her focus quickly returned to the stranger, offering a warm smile. ¡°It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance Vanessa. I¡¯m Elisabeth.¡± |
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Re: Mystic Grille (Jamie/Kali/Mekare/etc)
Lucy found it increasingly difficult to remain focused on the conversation at hand as thoughts of a past whether imagined or real filled her head. There were a great many things that fell into one of two categories¡simply unpleasant or horrifying. If one were to approach this with a more rational mind one could easily enough come to the conclusion it was simply impossible for any of it to have happened.
She so wanted to dismiss it all as being the product of an overactive imagination. One didn't come back from that sort of thing. If there were any truth to that book she'd had a stake driven through her heart shortly before having been beheaded. There was a sort of finality to it. But then she supposed there always was with death or at least there should be.? How could she even entertain such thoughts? It hardly seemed rational. It had to be all those movies, didn't it? Though she suspected it was the book that truly captured her imagination. ¡°Huh? Oh, yes¡it's certainly a difficult experience.¡± Her response coming somewhat belatedly as she realized something had been said. She exited the vehicle with a casual glance at their surroundings, glad for once to be away from all those things meant to jog her memory. Pandora let the response pass without further comment as she thought a little distraction might do her more good. ¡°I have been here a few times. The food is pretty good.¡± The brunette caught what was no doubt a curious look being sent their way as a young woman near the square took notice of their arrival. She set about leading the way towards Mystic Grille while continuing the small talk in the hopes of taking Lucy¡¯s mind off whatever seemed to be troubling her. Lucy entered first, making every effort to be present in the conversation, offering a polite smile to the gentleman who¡¯d held the door open for them. Thankful when her friend or hostess, whatever best described the brunette at her side, chose a booth over taking a seat at the bar. ________ Jamie felt relief at the lack of recognition, mostly because those who knew the story reacted in one of two ways¡with fear or curiosity. The latter was more rare as often it only occurred when talking with people in the field of psychiatry or those who were just a little too obsessed with serial killers and in her opinion needed to see a shrink. ¡°They tried blowing him up once.¡± She remembered sitting cross legged on the floor beside her cousin when they were older as doctor Loomis talked about that night in the hospital when her uncle had come to kill her mother. Her attention only briefly drawn towards the door as it opened noticing a waitress was already walking up to the booth within seconds of the two women taking a seat. ________ Kali kept a watchful eye on the other occupants even as she moved the pencil across the paper with the image of her knife wielding father soon taking shape. Extra attention was paid to the knife¡giving the appearance of the light striking its blade at just the right angle.? It was always strange and even at times unnerving¡this preoccupation she had with that sort of weapon. Was it in her blood because of who her father was or did it stem from a childhood memory of driving the blade of one into that nurse¡¯s body? It was difficult to say which it was.? Her brown eyes glancing over at the neighboring booth as two women took a seat there, almost wishing they had chosen another as when in these moods she preferred to keep her distance. Offering a quick, yet friendly smile as the troubled redhead looked her way then returned to her drawing. |
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Re: At The Diner (Cordelia/Jessica/Castiel/Halbrek/etc)
Halbrek flashed Cas a doubtful look, but she made no comment. They'd talk later, and she'd get him to tell her what he'd really felt. He knew she wouldn't believe him. Putting her mind on thee rest of what he'd said for the present she shrugged.
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"Well he killed Turks for god back in the day so if you put it to him in the right way," she quipped of the vampire king being on their side.
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"Or perhaps more practically if the world ends he'll end with it or at worst have no food left. Practical usually works very well with that sort."
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Sam frowned but made no comment. While he wasn't one for working with the enemy if it wasn't entirely necessary, right now it just may be and Halbrek had valid points. As long as the vampire king listened, it was good with him...Then he finally processed the first part of what she'd said...Turks.
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"Wait. You mean like Dracula? It's really Dracula."
His tone came out flat with incredulity and disbelief but even then he wondered why after all he'd seen. Still in all it was nice to be surprised at times.
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"Sometimes the stories you read in books are true," the demoness said simply, nodding at him.
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"I should really want to go get Dracula's autograph or at least a selfie but I just don't care right now," he said half to himself with a chuckle.
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Re: At The Diner (Cordelia/Jessica/Castiel/Halbrek/etc)
Castiel had to think on the matter. Vampires had a dark aura he could sense as well, their king should be exuding a more potent darkness than others. What made him think of Uriel then, likely only Sam's comment, and the memory of the few inhuman inhabitants of Sodom. They were not quite similar to vampires though, and the vampire race seemed to have more to do with a primeval demoness. He was likely being too paranoid, the angel of war reassured himself, with so many real threats taking place all around them.
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"Yes, that must be it. I felt something unusual and it triggered my senses, I suppose. A silly vampire king and a sillier me for noticing. A good habit on the battlefield and somewhat unnerving socially, as I have been told," Castiel's dark eyes shone with all the sincerity he could master. "Perhaps a pity they could not be swayed to work for us, I wonder if there is a bargain we can offer them, to have more foot soldiers," the angel uncertainly suggested, trying to cover up his suspicions of Uriel's actions until he had any semblance of proof.
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Re: At The Diner (Cordelia/Jessica/Castiel/Halbrek/etc)
"Fine you're da angel then," Sam corrected himself with a chuckle grateful for Cas's provided?distraction.Halbrek was already looking at Castiel when he asked his question, and remained calm with a concerted effort, as it had surprised?her somewhat.
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"You mean the vampire king outside with his queen in the parking lot," Halbrek casually replied to Castiel's question.
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The query so casually spoken from the only being she had ever loved, did cause her some trepidation, though. Why would he be alarmed by a vampire, even the king of a particular old race? This entire town felt off, it was a passageway for so much, which is why they were there, but his question made her skin prickle...made her hope it was the vampires who had alarmed him.
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"They're not killing anyone," she added, mostly for Sam's benefit.
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Re: At The Diner (Cordelia/Jessica/Castiel/Halbrek/etc)
"I am? I thought I was the angel, rather than the man," Castiel smiled at Sam's congratulatory tone, though the description made him shiver a little. That subtle balance described by the Winchester boy, it was more characteristic of...Uriel of all angels. Castiel himself has been relatively single minded throughout his existence.?Some flexibility, openness to learning, but nothing outlandishly different. Uriel,? he could still remember him declaring the great benefits originating from the destruction of?Gomorra.
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Castiel himself was of the opinion that Sodom was too painful for the elder angel, and made the first crack in his?calm fa?ade. Made him feel too much, created the need to adjust, to make the best out of it, even when there was none to be had, and even the followers of Rafael refused to attend to the few broken survivors. who subtly changed from common human stock, to something else. A dire time, and Uriel has not made it whole through it. And now...Castiel was not sure. He could have been too paranoid, but what is paranoia for an angel of war, if not a natural state of mind.
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"Halbrek dear, you don't sense anything around, do you," he wondered so very casually, with the intention to?keep his suspicions to himself until proved wrong. He could usually sense them all, the main players. Michael and Metatron were too subtle, but the rest had a signature. Only, Uriel's has undergone some changes...acquired a darker tone perhaps. He should still have been able to sense him and yet, in case his senses were purposefully dulled, he had to check.
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"I believe you had life,my demoness, you are filled with life," the angel pleasantly admitted. In the old days, he himself was too afraid to fall to try out anything directly in violation of the?Code, despite the many temptations. Besides the fresh memory of the?Fallen Ones, there was also the concern of mixing the boundaries between protector and nurturer with something less pure. It would be wrong, when they needed him so mightily. In recent years, the situation has changed. The lesser needs of humans for his services compelled him to?experiment, first with humans and witches, which he could vaguely justify if not fully enjoy, then with demonesses.
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Re: At The Diner (Cordelia/Jessica/Castiel/Halbrek/etc)
Sam choked on a laugh, reluctantly drawn into this insane conversation. Turning to Cas, he was still chuckling. If only Dean were here, he couldn't help thinking with another stab of sadness that he felt he deserved and even owed Dean even through his laughter.
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"You are the man, my friend. To insult your woman and compliment her so well all at once and she doesn't even look mad!"
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"He's just insecure when he should be impressed that my one time stand is apparently afraid of him," Halbrek said with a chuckle.
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"People complain that I work all the time and have no life, then when I speak of one time I had a life no one believes me. IT was only a few hours but still," she lamented, meaning it a little.
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Idly she glanced out of the window, thinking once more how there was a constant shadow hanging over this? town that even unsettled her, which was saying something. Had her looking around for something, she knew not what all the time. Needing to make light of things to ease the dread or whatever this was.
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Smiling at Castiel, she kept her hand in his, deciding suddenly that a threat to leave him lonely for the night would hurt her just as much, and she was not at all into self harm.
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"I had no true feelings or life before you dearest," she chose to say, opting for honesty over vengefulness...and then giving a slight start...because that wasn't very demonic of her, at least some would say.
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Re: At The Diner (Cordelia/Jessica/Castiel/Halbrek/etc)
"Might be somebody's Killirek, but 'ours' might be a misplaced pronoun.?From the time I had a conversation with him at the?bar,?it is abundantly clear he does not even recall you. And since nobody sane could possibly forget you, the loveliest of demonesses, I?tend to believe his claim. That whoever else it may have been, it could not have been Killirek himself. So unless you went out of your way to be unremarkable and utterly forgettable, you are thinking of the wrong demon, tall and strong though he may be," the angel?somberly retorted, not even bothered by the mention of the alleged ex.
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"Oh good, you got to talk to him too," Castiel frowned, somewhat surprised all over again at how small the world has become, that a demon he knew talked to another demon he knew. It wasn't like he knew that many demons after all. More than the average angel, he supposed, unless one counted Michael and Gabriel. Their circle of friends was more inclusive than?he had known in the past, and rather mysterious to all but the elite of archangels. But he himself, he could count the number of the demons he knew, discounting the minor demons perhaps,?the angel admitted to himself with some small discomfort.
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"Well, Metatron was rumored to say that odds were created to give the appearance of chaos to an otherwise orderly world," Castiel responded to Sam's question, wondering if the boy honestly wanted to know, or was just trying to come up with ideas only himself and Dean could understand. Humans were never completely clear,?as much as he'd studied them, he did not feel he could guess their next move at every turn. And perhaps he was not supposed to. Raphael seemed correct?in pointing out that?full understanding could lead to attachment which?was never desirable?when weapons of war were concerned. He did?think of them as his charges,?some of them have become that and could rise above their limitations, but even the ones that could?not, still had a usage. He was an angel of war after all, and war required good weapons above all. An uncomfortable truthCastiel wished he could keep on ignoring, despite the possible approaching time of the Apocalypse. ? |
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