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It was not as though Alec Dresden were completely without a heart - well in point of fact he actually was without a heart in any purely physical sense but as he lacked a body as well it was hardly a fact which could be held against him. There was a part of him, buried deep beneath the maniacal zeal that felt truly sorry for the young women in his care. He'd no idea when he began experimenting with the leylines that things would come to such a pass as this and the very idea would have quite shocked him. Not to say that such shock would have altered the course of events, but he might have at least been more careful of his actions, or at the very least looked into a few more things first. However, he was a man who once struck with an idea seemed bound and determined to carry that thought out to its logical or oft' times illogical conclusion whatever the costs might be. Personal risk was to be expected in all great experimentation, and though that thought rarely made his situation the more joyful it did suffice to content him in justifying his rather extraneous actions that had brought him to this point. As he popped into existence within the Ambrose household he could hear and see all that the family was about. Though of course they were none the wiser to his appearance. He could even maintain completely undetected by Alexandra when he chose. Often, in the beginning, it was necessary to do so. The new girls and especially the young ones could be skittish for some time; a fact he blamed on their delicate feminine sensibilities. In his hidden stasis he could hear Alexandra's parents arguing about sending her to therapy and he scoffed at the idea. He heard the girls siblings calling her crazy and felt the urge to give them a good thump of ectoplasmic energy. Some people had no more imagination than a mop. Really he did wonder what they were teaching the children in school these days. As the years passed he found people becoming more and more cruel, less and less interesting - not that he'd ever found many of them spectacularly interesting to begin with. On that particular occasion he moved in a quick slide through the leylines to travel from the downstairs living room and up into Alexandra's room where she lay on her bed crying. A waste of water in his opinion. Still, there was a part of him bothered by it, a mixture of anxiety and nerves that made him decidedly uncomfortable around a young female who was crying. He had had quite enough of this. Letting the mystic smoke of the ether fade away from him in slow curls he appeared for Andi to see. An austere English gentleman with rich adornments and a certain look of madness that was accentuated by the disheveled appearance of his hair and the light in his ghostly eyes. Fingers flitted back through the apparition of his black hair and he cleared his throat so that she would notice his presence. "Alright Alexandra. We've had quite enough of that for one night. Come here girl." Moving towards the computer on Andi's desk he motioned for her to sit and then reached out towards the computer monitor. Energy, focused and sharp, passed from his fingertips to the electronic device and it came to life as though he'd touched it. Not entirely the case, but since the girl couldn't even handle the mechanics of a simple telekinetic spell yet he hardly thought she would be able to grasp the physics or metaphysics of what he was doing. Placing his palm against the screen his power flooded from the silver stream of the ley and into the machine, bringing up a search screen and fluttering through files on the internet at a rapid rate. Alec's mind worked fast to find what he was looking for, comparing the computers output with what he had gained from Andi when he was assigned to her. Finally the fluttering screen of sites slowed and when he removed his hand there was a newspaper article on the screen. The date was several years previously, when Andi had just been a girl. There was a picture of a young girl standing under a tree and the story underneath was about the death of a young girl, the same girl that Andi had seen so many times as a child. He let her read the article, let the picture and the words sink into her and then he began to speak. "You aren't crazy Alexandra. You are very very special. You can do things that no one else can do, IF you are properly trained. And that is why the great powers of the universe have sent me to you. To help make you strong and capable and see that you can use your powers in the best way possible." __________________

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It had been another bad day. Ok, bad was an understatement. Another fight with Marcie, seriously what was with her? She was just so unyielding and mean for what seemed to be no reason. There had been a time though when the eldest daughter had doted on the youngest, or maybe that was just more wishful thinking on Andi's part. Today's fight had escalated to the point of Dad stepping in, never a good thing.

Marcie had stormed from the house, ignoring Mom's pleas, while Andi raced upstairs to her room, fury spilling angry tears from her eyes. She could hear the debate down stairs as Dad insisted on calling the doctor again and setting up more appointments. She didn't want to go, didn't want to hear about how drugs would help chase the hallucinations away. No one understood, no on wanted to understand.

The glimmers that preceded his appearance went unnoticed, her face buried in her pillow as she struggled to control her temper and the humiliating tears. It would be so much better to break things or spew vicious words, anything better then the paralyzing tightness in her throat and the salted wetness of tears.

"Alright Alexandra. We've had quite enough of that for one night. Come here girl."

His words made her spring up from the bed with a gasp. "Mr. Dresden! You can't be here!" Nonononono he can't be here. Not in her bedroom not with mom and dad still debating downstairs. Hallucination or not he couldn't be here! Not that he listened or cared simply gesturing for her to take here place at her desk.

Her teeth tore at her lower lip when he urged the computer to life, hands fisting in her lap, feeling the tingling surge of power. When the flckering images stopped she frowned at the screen, glancing up at him before leaning closer to read. "Lori..." the name murmured softly to herself. Lori was real. Which meant... He was real? And all the things...

"You aren't crazy Alexandra. You are very very special. You can do things that no one else can do, IF you are properly trained. And that is why the great powers of the universe have sent me to you. To help make you strong and capable and see that you can use your powers in the best way possible."

"Mom always said I was special. I thought it was just a mom sort of thing to say.".She glanced up at him, earlier fury eased by this simple verification. "So you're here to help me?" Somehow she didn't get a philanthropic vibe from him. "You're... What? Like my guardian angel?" They hadn't really touched too much on it before, why be was here, why her. But she wanted to know. Needed to know. "And why can't you call me Andi?" The last question was laced with frustration. Seriously. Even her teachers at school called her Andi but nooooo, this.... this... figment of some old guy from who knows when insists on using her full name.

Her hands scrubbed over her face, trying to rid the last remnants of tears before she bounced up form the chair to pace the room. "So I'm special. And I know, there's lines of power everywhere that I can use to do all sorts of things. And sometimes when I get... well, sometimes I can use that power to make things... do other things. But why do I see things!" She turned to glare at him, demanding answers. "Its like.... the glimmers.... paint the world in front of me. Half the time its stuff I'm sort of thinking about and others times its... god knows what and no one else sees it and then I look like an ass because I'm trying not to walk into a tree or something thats not even there." Her hands were flying as the words poured from her lips, wanting some sort of control over this so called power of hers. At least so she could pretend that she wasn't completely insane.

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"You're... What? Like my guardian angel?"

“Most certainly not.” If it was possible Alec actually looked offended at the idea. His spine stiffened and he swept his hand down along the fabric of his waistcoat like he was rubbing something offensive from the palm of his hands. “Useless creatures. Fae make-believe and superstition.” Well there might be something more to the substance of it than that but Alec Dresden had no use for things like guardian angels. He felt that god helped those who helped themselves or at the very least that god was like some clockmaker who having wound the world up was content to sit uninvolved as it wound itself down again. From a deist perspective it made perfect sense.

“And I cannot call you Andi,” His accent stroked the word with sarcastic fire. “because your name is Alexandra.” Ridiculous things nick-names. Why call someone by a name other than their own? At birth a normal person was given two, sometimes more, perfectly reasonable names. Why anyone would bother over discovering new and unusual names to make out of their own seemed like an absolute and stunning waste of time and mental acuity. “It’s a fine name. One day you’ll be quite happy to have it.”

As Alexandra began to bemoan her powers again Alec rested his fingers against his right temple and tried to ignore the feminine squealing. Then his fingers flicked back through his dark hair, head flicking back as though to shake the hair from his face. “Seeing things is just a special part of your power. You should be grateful. We just have to discover what your calling is dear then the rest will all fall into place.” For the first time he reached towards her power coalescing into solidity as he rather uncomfortably patted her on the head, and for once his hand did not go through her but offered a slightly awkward but comforting pat.

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Her eyes rolled at his comments regarding her name. Really? She would never be glad that her name was Alexandra. NEVER. Her hands stilled as she saw power gleaming from the corners of her eyes, shimmers seeming to wrap around him just before... "HEY!" She jumped back when he touched her. TOUCHED her. Like.... she felt a hand.... on her head... patting at her hair. "What the hell!? You... you can't.... EW you were petting me like I was a dog or something!"

OK, so she was a see-saw of emotions, ranting then freaking then all sorts of indignant. Welcome to the world of a teenaged girl. And just wait until PMS hit. But in this case she managed rein in her own unbalanced emotions by closing her eyes and drawing in a slow breath. He had been trying to do something comforting, she could see that and he really was being sort of... well nice... in his own way. And really, Mom would be disappointed in the way she was acting.

"I'm sorry Mr. Dresden." She sighed softly, "I'm trying to.. accept things and to try to control things like you said. Its just.. no one understands." She knew he really wasn't going to go for the whole self-pity thing so she just shook her head. "Nevermind. So, my... calling. Well... apparently I see dead people." She even did the little whisper thing, just like the movie. "And... I've made things go.. well... boom." That had her looking more then a bit sheepish. "Those things I sort of get but the seeing things when no one else can. I mean... what's the point of that?" Then again, she'd never really tried to get anyone else to see what she did.

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When she jumped back from his touch Alec drew his hand back with a flourish and rubbed his nails against his waistcoat as though to buff the clear surface. His face scowled slightly as she said he had touched her like a dog. Wasn’t that just like a woman? You offer a bit of solace for a change and they get offended by it. Typical. It would serve her right if he just continued to chastise her in the future since clearly that made her more comfortable. Adjusting his waistcoat he flipped up the back and sat against the edge of the desk. At least that was what it looked like though his material self really just used the atoms and energy particles of the foreign surface to rest against, it wasn’t as though his waistcoat could actually be wrinkled.

“Of course they don’t understand. They’re plebian and dull and can’t be expected to understand anything more complex than crockery. You are meant for more important things than the understanding of the masses my dear. The sooner you realize that and stop trying to gain their acceptance the better off you’ll become.”

Clearly he did not understand teenage girls. Strike that. Alec Dresden did not understand girls whether they were of teen age or otherwise and he certainly didn’t understand anyone who sought the acceptance of others as a means of obtaining satisfaction.

“The point…my dear little idiot….is exactly what we must try to discover. We must work to find the root of your powers and their purpose and see where it can best be applied to useful purpose.”

He said all that as though it were clear as day and as if she were simply too muddied to see it. “Oh” In a sudden spasm he stood away from the desk and felt an odd and foreign sensation whisper through his being. Brows were knitted and his eyes smoldered. “Oh.” There it was again. It was a sensation like being pulled, but it had none of the essence of the leyline to it. Sending his power in search of the source of this odd sensation he was shocked to find that as he reached out into the abyss it reached back at him.

“Alexandra. Find me….The graveyard….”

Those five words were all he could get out before *poof* he disappeared with an almost audible popping sound. Alec had wanted to tell her more, had wanted to make his instructions to her more clear, but he only had time for five confusing words before that power in the abyss sucked him away from Alexandra’s room. Maybe if he had called her by her nickname he would have had time for more, but that wasn’t the case.

( Alec pops back up here: http://wickedlabyrinth.activeboard.com/t43688504/azoic-tea-house-open-to-lexie-ophelia/ )

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She drew a deep breath, settling herself further and becoming resigned to his teaching. Maybe this was the best way after all, ignoring everyone that didn't understand and focusing on learning what it was she could do rather then trying to ignore her abilities. OK so she'd get a lot more strange looks and hear a lot more whispers and god knows what Marcie would do or say but.... maybe she would actually get something resembling control out of all this.

She had just nodded in agreement, steeling herself for another of his lessons when he suddenly twitched. "Mr. Dresden?" Oh god, did she do that? No, there were no glimmers, no anything. "I didn't do it!" Yeah, well, teenage instinct kicked in first, followed by concern. Something was wrong, very wrong. "Mr. Dresden!" She was moving towards him, reaching, feeling that tingle along her spine, for that moment, that instant actually sensing the bond between them and trying desperately to grasp and hang on to it only to feel it arrow away and disappate. "No!" Then he was gone, just the echo of his words left behind.

"Crap crap crap!" The words were muttered as she burst into action, pausing only a moment to consider her parents, her family downstairs. "Mom's gonna kill me." The words resigned as she raced to the window. Thank god for gymnastics right? A deep breath and she was swinging out onto the tree outside, shimmying down the trunk before sneaking away from the house. Once on the street she was off at a run, making her way to the graveyard.

[ continued here: http://wickedlabyrinth.activeboard.com/t44040141/the-dead-arent-dreaming-open-to-andi-and-whoever/]

-- Edited by ANDI AMBROSE on Friday 22nd of July 2011 12:55:00 PM

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