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Fallen Angels (RP)

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I smiled wickedly."Funny. I get the feeling you've been with many girls before. Don't quite see how all of the sudden you could be falling arse over elbow for me." As I spoke, I glanced over and discovered that the coffee had finished brewing. I arose and began serving us each a cup.
 
"Yeh never know" I replied sarcastically, agreeing with her statement as I took a sip of my coffee.
 
I then awoke on my bed at home. I didn't seem to have walkd here myself as I always drink a mug of Cold brandy and blood and didn't feel the dreid blood resting on my lips as it usually did. The events of the past night then came back to me. "It was him, but why does my memory just stop where i started to charge at him?" Grrr! I growled. What is with that guy first he wants to kill me, then he puts me back in my bed. But then I fely a twinge in my neck. I felt it and noticed teeth marks.
"That bastard I kill his ****ing ***" SO then I got up and since i was already dressed i didn't bother to chande. After drinking down some ale and blood i wped my mouth and walked out my front door.I could hear the rumble Of the city not to far away but had no eagerness to hear or see any more than i could from my home.
 
I smiled synically at his remark as I took a sip myself. I then studied him as we sat in silence for a moment.
 
As he stoped and stood out front of his house he heard voices in his head. He also felt feelings and saw visions of other people... or to be more specific other Pure ones. "What is going on?"

Well, I have to say you have an ability that i didn't realize you would get

Jasper felt this voice was directed to him. He looked around but then realized it was in his head. He also realized it was the Pure one from the prevoius night. Who are you? And what do you mean

Well, When i bit you which i know you have already realized i did i must of passed on part of my powers to you

OOC: Is that okay? Vampira i thought it would be a cool twist if i could hear the thoughts of all the Vampires of the world. In a while i will always be directing my powers toward metal talking with your characters and the other people's characters on here too. okay?
 
After a while of silence, I had finished my coffee. I rose from my chair."I'm going to take a shower." I said, pushing in my chair as I headed towards the door. I stopped for a moment and turned around once more."You don't...have to go if you're not ready to." I added before leaving the room. I don't know why I said it; of course, that's how you usually feel after you act on an impulse.
 
I nodded, watching Ramona leave. Might as well I thought, scanning through the paper. I made my mind up for sure when I saw a small blurb about a murder up in Scotland. I sighed, figuring to wait a spell here before going back home. After going out to park my bike properly, I went back into Ramona's hous and hung my coat on one of the wrought iron pegs before returning to the kitchen to finish the paper.
 
As I stood in the shower, enjoying the feeling of the warm water running over my body, I thought about what I had just done. How long would he stay now? I had just invited a total stranger to stay here wth me...but he's the first I've met who's anything remotely like me...but still, they may not be a good thing. I made up my mind to be cautious around Robbie; and if things didn't pan out, then there was a meal close by.

In a few minutes, I was out of the shower, and dressed. I went back to the kitchen to discover him reading the paper, still nursing his cup of coffee. It seemed rather quaint in a way, as if they were a true couple. I leaned against the doorway as I asked."Why do you read that rubbish?"
 
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"Why not" I asked sardonically. I pushed the paper towards her, motioning towards the blurb about the girl from back home. "Kind've need-to-know information." I looked out at the snowed-in world outside, it seemed oddly beautiful in the total purity of it.
 
I took the paper from him and briefly skimmed the article."What good is this life if you have to go about watching your arse all the time like this? I'm right knackered at it myself. If they find out about me, than that's that. I'm done for. It's not like it's going to make a difference anyway. If I haven't covered my tracks well 'nough, then maybe I don't deserve another kill. You may'nt see it, but this is an artform, really."
 
I took a rather more fatalistic view of things myself, maybe it was the bike racing, maybe it was something else but my own views are based on luck. I replied "And what fun is life without some risk? Maybe they'll arrest me and execute me, maybe I'll get lucky. who knows. All tat matters is that we accept what comes."
 
"Then why do you need to know if they found out about a few little kills here and there?" I asked as I folded my arms.
 
"All part of the game" I replied, slouching a bit. "Most of it's luck but any bit of information is worth the while."
 
"A game is it? Well then, how do I work into your little game?" I asked belittlingly, as I leaned my elbows on the table in front of him.
 
I walked my fingers across the table, imitating pieces moving across a game board and said "You? A bishop or the Queen, perhaps."
 
I raised my brow. "Really?" I said, as if I had a bloody idea what he was talking about.
 
"Rwally" I said, a bemused expression on my face. Perhaps she didn't understand that life really was a game to me, that everyone fit in to a certain position on the board. I decided not to pursue the point any further.
 
I looked down and smiled before raising my head and replying,"Robbie, I haven't the foggiest of what you're saying, mate."
 
"Most people don't" I replied, laughing and pushing my hair back one-handed, then letting it drop again. I started tapping out a basic drum rhythm on the table, unsure of anything else to say right now.
 
<OOC>Sorry, I guess this is going kinda slow. Truth is, Broken wing had some plans, and they won't really work if we leave the house at all.<OOC>
 
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