(incase anyone was interested in the backstory of what is going on here it is)
John: John Meadows sat at a table over seeing the dance floor with a drink in his hand. His hazel eyes watching as the people danced to their hearts content, there was no doubt in his mind that some of them were wasted. He just needed to pick the right one, the one who was desperate to fit in, the girl who knew no one. He watched on scanning from woman to woman, he was not picky, you could never be when it came to murdering someone. He took a sip of his whisky sour and licked his lips, he was a tall average built man with nothing special about him. Surfer tasseled hair, thin face, average build, he was just….normal. His piercing gaze turned from woman to woman, perhaps tonight wasn’t his night. His fingers squeezed tighter around his glass. He’d been out of work for a while since moving to New Orleans, he’d spent most of his time lately trying to get connected once more to the undergrowth of the town. It was only until recently that he felt confident that he could go through with a murder once more, his lips twitched as he watched a woman leaving with blond curls leaving a man in a booth. She walked past him, and left. He frowned, perhaps he was going soft, in New York he’d do a murder a night, some rich man would want his wife killed so he could continue inhibited with his mistress. Some woman would want her husbands fortune. Where people were willing to have others murdered there was Meadows. John scooted from his chair and walked towards the exist that the blond had left through. He’d had enough of waiting, his fingers were itching with the wanting of a warm squirming neck beneath his fingers. <d>
John: John felt the crisp air of the night press against his face, he looked around him and saw no one…he took a few steps one way, and then the other. He knew people were watching him, and so, when the blond beauty was nowhere to be found he cursed beneath his breath but let no one see his emotions. Inside he was furious, he wanted to make a kill tonight, smiling at the people who guarded the front he stepped back into the darkness of the club and took back his still empty seat. He continued to watch the crowd, there was a woman, who was sipping on her beer, but she was talking to someone. She seemed like an ideal target, he watched her as she clutched her beer, and murmured something that he couldn’t hear. She was pretty, his eyebrow rose infinitesimally. Perhaps her, he moved to a chair discreetly close to them, but still far away that he would remain unnoticed. <d>
Alastrina: - Trina would be slowly stop dancing within the crowd of dancers as she would glance this and that. Before slowly making her way over toward a table to sit. Letting the blue orbs watch the tenders as they made drinks behind the bar .Slowly letting her hand reach out to take a hold of a napkin as she began to tear it into little squares. Letting blue orbs glance down to the mess she was making on the table before finishing and sliding the pieces into a pile. Then her hands would reach out for another one continuing to do what she did to the last. Then would let her orbs move over the crowd as hands moved to brush blonde curls from her vision as she turned her head - (d)
John: Hmmmm, but there was a woman who was sitting by herself making a pile of riped napkins. He looked at the woman in the booth who was talking to the man, and moving on impulse moved to the more available target. He smiled, and looked where her eyes would be if she were looking up. He slid into the booth across from her and grinning said. “Are you planning on making a paper mache mask with those napkins?” He took some napkins from the holder and began to rip them in the same way she was. "Care if I join you in the fun?" <d>
Titus: Titus had watched the little blonde run off and now the guy had picked new prey to hit on. Titus debated on if the guy would hit on a knot in a log if the times got tough. He smiled to himself, at least he thought his jokes were funny. Nonetheless he continued to drink that bit of bourbon as he watched the crowd. Eyes looking over them all. He noted the guy that walked in, then walked out only to walk back in again with a bit of disappointment on his face. Titus, for right now, disregarded the man. For now Titus was going to sit on his stool and sip on his bourbon, enjoying people watching. -d-
Alastrina: - Blue orbs would slowly move toward the voice which came from somone sitting across from her. Before a smile grace them blood red lips.. - " Nope. no really..I'm just keeping my hands busy " - She would tuck some pale blonde strand of hair behind her ear. Before looking over watching him do the same with the napkin she was doing .- " Sure. " - Sliding her hand over the table to pile up the squares into a pile - " So are you knew to town ? " (d)
John: John Meadows was stunned when the blue eyes fell on him, and he struggled to regain control, but she would never know that, for he had perfect control of his features. Leaning across the able he took another napkin and smiling said. “I guess you could say that. My name is Dean Winchester.” It was a lie, an alias so to speak, but the words flowed flawlessly from his lips. “I’m from everywhere and anywhere. And you? Where does the beauty with the azure eyes come from?” Just then a waitress came over and asked if he wanted a refill on his drink, he handed it to her and thanked her kindly before turning back to the woman with the blond strands. <d>
Alastrina: - She would nod lightly watching him as he seem to copy her napkin tearing . Letting her last piece be dropped into her pile. - " Well I'm from South Dakota . But just move here to study by a teacher my mother had found me a while ago. So you can say I'm new to the city." - She stretched her hand out to him - " My name is Alastrina Lambert " - A shake of her head to the women who asked if she wanted anything to drink ..- d)
John: "Beautiful name." John smiled genuinely. “A lot better than Dean.” He saw that she’d stopped her napkin tearing, he looked down at his pile. “Do you think we have enough?” He grinned almost like a boy, innocent and sweet. He took a sip of his drink. “So what Alastrina, has brought you to this place? I doubt it’s the scenery.” He said this as a woman with way to tight jeggings on passed by them and a neon green top. <d>
Alastrina: " Thank you ..and yes way better then Dean.." - She would smile down at the pile of paper as she bites her bottom lip - " Yup I think we have enough. And no I didn't come here for the scenery. More here for the dancing. " - She watch the women pass with a shake of her head. She was wearing a very flattering blue baby doll dress with matching blue heels. - " What did you come here for ? " (d)
John: Again the boyish grin. "Dancing." He stood then and offering his hand bowed in a most ridiculous and ludricous way. "Would you care to accompany me lady Alastrina with the beautiful blue eyes onto the dance floor?" <d>
Alastrina: " Sure I would love to join you " - She let her hand take his as she stood from the chair to allow him to lead her to the dance floor. Letting him find the perfect spot for them to dance in . - (d)
Titus: Titus came back from the bathroom to the Aerie with a stretch and returned to find his seat taken. Damn. He gave it some thought and decided to take purchase on one of the railings around the dance floor. After ordering another bourbon on the rocks he took a lean against the rails surrounding the main floor. Once more the lean silhouette he gave made you think more of the old west than current times. Nonetheless he leaned, hand on the rail with his other holding the glass and simply watched the magic happening on the d
Alastrina: " Sure I would love to join you " - She let her hand take his as she stood from the chair to allow him to lead her to the dance floor. Letting him find the perfect spot for them to dance in . - (d)
Titus: Titus came back from the bathroom to the Aerie with a stretch and returned to find his seat taken. Damn. He gave it some thought and decided to take purchase on one of the railings around the dance floor. After ordering another bourbon on the rocks he took a lean against the rails surrounding the main floor. Once more the lean silhouette he gave made you think more of the old west than current times. Nonetheless he leaned, hand on the rail with his other holding the glass and simply watched the magic happening on the dance floor. -d-
John: John began to push his way through the dancing crowd towards the center, It wasn’t long before it became difficult was the small woman to follow and so he pulled her beside him and made a way for them both. “It’s always more fun in the middle!” He had to yell over the loud music and the crowd of cheering people, he spun her around yet kept his distance. He didn’t want to blow his cover by acting like a hungry man who wanted to devour her body. Right now he was a gentlemen, perhaps tomorrow with his next victim he would be the silent bad boy, who let a woman come to him, but right now he was Dean Winchester. A sweet, flirty type who was a gentlemen and delighted in grinning and spinning a beautiful girl around in tight circles. Someone pushed against her gruffly and he shoved them back. “It’s because you’re so beautiful!” He yelled and made it so that he was between her and the rambunctious teen; he looked straight into her eyes. If only she knew what he was thinking, the knife in his jacket flickered in his mind and he imagined what it would feel like if it was plunged into her. He watched as people crowd surfed not far away and letting go of her hand starting dancing tastefully infront of her, he watched as she moved the curves of her body, but was careful to always keep eye contact when she was watching him. He laughed and pointed. “I’ve always wanted to do that.” He beamed and nudged the guy beside him. “Help me pick her up!” He literally had to scream for the man to hear him and overjoyed at the prospect the two of them got on either side of her. He said close to her ear. “I wont let you fall beautiful Alastrina, don’t worry.” And then he went to pick her up onto her shoulder. “one…two …three…” and she was on his shoulder, <d>
Alastrina: - Alastrina would be follow Dean into the crowd as it seem to get really wild as people began to bump into her making her fall behind. Then that was when she was tugged into his side - " Yes the middle is fun " - She would yell back over the loud music. Then would feel him began to spin her around on the dance floor as they dance. Letting her body sway and move to the music watching him dance before her. Letting her blue orbs watch him as he never let his eyes leave hers.. Before looking over toward the people crowd surfing. Before a nod was givin - " I love crowd surfing it's so fun. But I have only done it twice .." - That was when she blinked some feeling herself be lifted onto his shoulder. She seem to be light as a feather since her body was so tiny and short. But that was ok. Then would nod listening to him say that he wouldn't let her fall. - " Well if I fall I get to spank you right ? " (d)
Titus: Cool blue eyes watched the entire scene absently, like you would if you were watching static on television. You couldn't focus on just one spot. The girl getting lifted above the rest of the sea of people caught Titus's attention but nonetheless he went back to watching the throngs of people. He took another long pull from the whiskey and continued to lean, nodding to the occasional random girl that happened by. -d-
John: At her words he laughed aloud and looking up at her saw how she was beaming. “I would have no qualms with that.” Being pushed he squeezed her tighter and seeing that it was beginning to be unsafe dropped her into his arms and set her on her feet, he twirled her around once more. There was something about the way her hair moved about her face, always cupping it, the way her eyes never left his, she really was enjoying herself. While he, always the murderer, was just toying with her, something pulled at his heart like a string He was just toying with her he affirmed, and he stamped down that part of him, and took off his frustration into a spin of his own he took her by the waist cautiously and softly and hugged her to him. If she protested he would let her go and apologize, in his mind however he was running how he would kill her again and again. It was the only thing he had ever known since he’d first been employed all those years ago. He’d lost count of all the woman and men he’d killed over the years, the ways he’d killed them were too numerous to count. There was something in her smile, the petite cuteness of her small frame, the ease of how her body moved. The way her voice was like music when ever she talked, quick witted, playful. She was comfortable around him. Just then the imagine of him taking her in his arms and kissing her lips came up in his mind, the short clip blew him away to the point where staggered backwards in shock into the person behind him. “Sorry.” He said to the person behind him who shoved him back, the man was twice the size of John and pushed him easily. Tripping over his own feet he bumped harshly into Alastrina. “I’m so sorry.” He said genuinely and then he looked down. He stood there for a moment, he was stunned, his fist clenched. He was loosing his cool, he never lost his cool, never thought of kissing a girl he intended to kill. He was cold Johnny, the man who worked at the gas station and knew everyone who was worth knowing from the top drug dealers to the scum and rednecks. “I have to go.” He said, and he didn’t care if Alastrina heard him, he turned from her and began to leave her in the midst of the crowd. He’d come to New Orleans to kill, to start new in a city where it would be harder and more interesting. The victims would be new, there was more chance to it if you moved to a place where no one knew your name. He had to leave, and if she followed…well he only wanted to concentrate on getting outside. <d>
Alastrina: - Alastrina would began to lean foward when Dean was pushed forward as she woukld feel his grip tight on her .Then she would slide down into his arms. Which she grin looking up at him. Before being spinned out then back into be gently hugged which she didn't mind. It wasn't like he was trying to feel her up or anything. Slowly lookin up at him seeing that he seem to be thinking. Before watching him jump some back away from her like something shock him. Before watching him come toward her in which she place her hands against his chest to steady him. - " You ok ? " - And before she got a answer she watched him dart off in the direction of the exit . Wondering if she had did something wrong she would follow him ..outside. Wanting to make sure he was ok - (d)
Titus: Titus watched as the man that had picked the bit of girl got a jump so bad Titus debated on letting his power out to check for ghosts. Nonetheless he watched as the man moved from the dance floor, towards the doors with the young woman in tow. He drained the last of the bourbon from his glass and watched the door curiously. Kind of odd for a man to have the fish on the line that solidly, then cut line and book for the shore -
Alastrina would follow through the crowd toward the exit as Dean seem to make his way out the door. Once reaching the street she would look this way and that to see where Dean had when. Slowly her blue orbs would land on Deans backside as he was close to a alley. Slowly making her way over toward him letting her hand touch his shoulder before speaking lightly. " Are you ok Dean ? "
Slowly walking around him to see his face to make sure that she hadn't done anything wrong or to upset him. Leaning down some to look up into his face since he didn't seem to answer her question.
John didn't expect Alastrina to follow him, in fact he didn't want her to. He didn't want her to be alone with him, he was a killer, but for some reason he couldn't kill her. Almost running out he made eye contact with the man at the doors then ran off he took his the first right and began jogging down the street. Alastrina touched his arm and he'd shied away from it. He walked away from her into a side alley, as soon as he was out of sight he rammed the side of his fist into a wall.
"Fuck." He growled at the pain and kicked a nearby trash can. He didn’t care what she thought of him; in fact a part of him wished he’d never even gone over to her fucking table. Why hadn’t he been able to find the other blond? He leaned his forehead against the cool surface the brick making an indent on his forehead. A flash came forward once more, the beautiful smile, the blue eyes before his heart could hold onto it he shoved it back. "Stupid woman." He said about Alastrina, but he didn’t blame her, she was one of the many women he had manipulated with his charms.
He had come to the bar to be a predator, but for some reason or another he felt more like the prey. He hated that feeling, his fists clenched on his knees, his head dropped. Killing had always been so easy for him, but it had been months since he’d dared attempt one. He always made sure he was surrounded by the right people before he started the slaughter, that way if something went wrong, which he was glad it never had then he’d be fine. Vampires…werewolves…humans…he’d killed all of them, man or woman it didn’t matter to him as long as the money was good but here he was running away from a girl, sitting and staring at the gravel in some alley near a club. He stayed there a while, sitting and thinking, meanwhile cars passed on the street. A cat walked by.
She was probably getting shoved around on the dance floor she’s so tiny, and I just left her there. I’m such a jackass. A stab of guilt ran through him, but he shoved it away with a pass of a hand over his face. He stood as if he was leaving the guilt behind on the ground. He never felt guilty; he gritted his teeth at his own lie, and took his frustration on his pants.
“That’s not true.” He whispered aloud to himself and he walked out of the alley his head hung low and his hands in his pockets.
He had no doubt that Alastrina had probably turned back to the club, and he was to ashamed to look that way. His guilt made his usually perfect calm face go red, it felt feverish and his lips pursed. He felt guilty for a lot of the murders he had committed he just never allowed himself to think of them long enough for them to affect him. There was always more money to be made, some person who wronged someone else. Then there was the woman who’d started it all, Maria, his first victim, his high school sweet heart he’d married turned blood sucking psycho. The Vampire who had made her regretted his decision and offered to pay him well if he’d dispose of her, the Vampire explained how but angrily John refused believing that true love would conquer all even death….until she’d tried to kill him, and so he’d stabbed her through the heart. He’d skipped town but still the Vampire found him in a run down hotel, gave him the money and offered to teach him a trade. Slowly but surely he had gone from killing out of control Vampires and Werewolves to people who had cheated on their wives or husbands and many more. He’d been a murderer for years.
To tell the truth he’d been trying to murder a woman to prove to him self that he hadn’t lost his touch, like the girl Aimee he met at the blue lantern. He shouldn’t have said those things; he wondered what had happened to her. The Russian, Aimee had said his name was Nikolai, he’d probably taken her home. He didn’t remembering anything after she left not until he woke up the next morning. He came out onto the sidewalk then and began to walk the opposite direction of the club though it was directly behind him down the street. He came across his motorcycle and sat on it before lighting a cigarette, somewhere in the distance a car alarm was going off.
“Probably Vinny.” He muttered. He let the smoke float out of his mouth and watched it trail upwards into the lamppost above him. “You’re better off without me.” He said to the air as if Alastrina were there, he took another tug at his cigarette and hitched his leg so he was sitting on his motorcycle.
- Alastrina had follow him well she wanted to know what she had done wrong. Following behind him as he seem to run off again. Then would jump some as she was called stupid women. Before taken a couple steps back from him as she cross her arms in a more offense posture. - " Alright all you had to say was that you were leaving.."
- Alastrina would turn around to make her way toward the Club once more. Heels clicking along the cement ground. Hips having that soft sway as she did before disappearing around the corner. Heading back to the Club maybe evening going home for the night. Lightly shaking her head as she ponder why in the world did he run off like he did. Trina hated this feeling like she had did something. So instead of going to the club she would make her way home. Walking to clear her head instead of taken a cab. Plus the warm air would warm her up a bit also.
John checked to make sure that everything was still on his motorcycle before strapping on his helmet and revving the dark blue beast to life. Slowly he started pointing the front towards home. He passed the club having to stop a few times for women in high heels and men in nice clothes before continuing on down the street. He drove past Alastrina as she took a corner, she was alone, in high heels she couldn't possibly run in. She was so tiny, it was unreal....but for heels so high her hips didn't have that shaky sway to them but a smooth stride that surprised him. Apparently he was not the only person who noticed the beautiful woman going off alone. His eyes narrowed as a Kenneth, a man he knew from the gas station he worked at got a teeth missing meth smile on his face, there was the glint of a knife under a lamppost as the man stalked forward and turned to follow Alastrina. John's heart raced in his chest, and before he could even think of anything else he was on the curb, kicking the stand of his motorcycle down and ripping off his helmet. He raced down the dark alley.
John's lips curled back into a frightening snarl as he saw Kenneth almost at the woman, for a man so large he moved quieter than John would have thought. Then again, you had to be quiet when breaking into houses and stealing money to fuel his addiction. The dirty blond haired man spoke at the same time he reached out for Kenneth's dirty collar, his eyes flashed with hatred. "Hey Kenneth." He grabbed the man who stared at him in shock as he was shoved with his back to the wall. "Eat shit." He elbowed the man then straight in the jaw, so hard that most of his few remaining teeth fell with blood on the ground. The man fell back into the wall and clutching his jaw dragged down to the ground.
It wasn't long ago that John would have done nothing if he'd seen that happening, let alone protect someone to keep it from happening. In fact he was the one that most woman needed protection from, and that's exactly why he didn't want to be near Alastrina. That's why he fucking hated himself at that moment. He cursed under his breath, apologized for ruining her evening and turned away.
- Alastrina hadn't know someone was following her when she rounded the corner into the alley. The only sound that she was able to hear was the sound of her heels. Glancing down at the ground some looking at the way the lights seem to play along the cement ground. That was when she heard talking behind her but she couldn't really see what was going on in the darkness behind her. -
-Then she heard someone noises behind her . Which made her scared knowing there were horrible people out there in the city, Then she would yell - " Hey who there? " - Taken a couple steps into the darkness as she let her blue orbs search the darkness. - " Hello ? " ..- She took a couple more steps into the darkness to see Dean and this other man leaning against the wall with a bloody mouth. Hearing the few words - " Thank you .." - She didn't know why she was saying it but it seems the right thing to do - " And you didn't ruin my evening . you actually made it better " - Before watching him turn and began to walk away. - " Hey..can you walk me home ? "
John almost lost it when Alastrina asked for him to take her home. He stopped where he was his face lit up by the lamppost above, and took a moment to gather his thoughts and control his temper.
"There are bad people in this world Alastrina, people like that man." He paused and pinched the bridge of his nose it was hard warning her of bad people when she was standing next to someone who was even worse then Kenneth. He continued. "and much worse. You have no idea what kinds of horrors stalk cities. That's why you owe it to yourself and your family not to do something so fucking stupid." He paused and pursed his lips, it was a few seconds before he continued. "so naive ever again. You could be dead right now, you could have been raped, kidnapped and sold, like that." He snapped his fingers. "I know how the underbelly of society works, you would never see your family again and if you survived the scars on your heart, in your mind, would be so deeply ingrained that it would change who you are forever." He let what he said soak in before taking a step forward. He took her arms and squeezed them gently.
"You owe it to the people who love you and the people who will someday meet you and come to love you not to be so careless. You are not invincible, you can be murdered or end up on a missing poster never to be found again. Don't take risks, be smart." He tapped his temple. "This is where you need to think from, not here." He tapped his heart, then his temple once more. "Here. As for leaving you with out explaination I'm sorry, I guess you could say that my past caught up with me unexpectedly. If you like I can give you a ride home on my motorcycle, if you do not trust me enough to ride with me, which I would understand. Then yes, I will walk you home, or back to the club if you wish."
-Alastrina would blink some as Dean when into this rant of how she was stupid and naive and that she should think and that there were bad people in the world. And that she should think with her brain instead of her heart. And that she could disappear with a snap of someone fingers. She wasn't stupid she knew there was bad people out there. But also not a lot of people are bad because they want to. They are force to be bad horrible people. But also people can changed if they work at it and have a support system. -
- Watching him close the distance between them as he grabs her arms gently squeezing her some. - " It's ok it happens. A ride home will be nice. " - She would wait for him to release her .- " Plus just because I'm tiny and innocent looking doesn't mean I don't know how to protect myself . " - Letting her blue eyes land on the man against the wall before looking back to dean .-
John laughed at the thought that Alastrina could protect herself, but admired her courage.Turning around he walked away towards his motorcycle and tossed his helmet to her. "Which way?" He asked as he straddled the bike, he waited for her to get on the bike before revving the engine and starting off. The night was bustling with activities even though it was late. It was like a southern New York with the amount of liveliness the city had at night. He waited for her to tell him directions and swerved his way through cars and around turns. He waited for her to tell him that they were at her house.
- Alastrina would watch him walk toward his motorcycle. Following behind him with her heels clicking behind him against the alley cement. Then her hands out reach to catch the helmet. Before placing it on her head. Then reaching him on his bike she would kick her leg over to slide onto the bike behind Dean as she would motion toward the way she was walking. Telling him her address . Before letting her arms wrap around his stomach area - " We are almost there ..another couple minutes "
john wouldn't lie he liked the feeling of a woman hugging him as he drove the motorcycle . There was nothing like feeling the wind in your hair with the arms of a woman around your waist. He stopped at a light watching the cars pass him and turned to his right. He continued on waiting for her signal to turn off
- Alastrina would tight her grip around him as he moved in and out of the cars with his motorcycle. Letting her head rest against his back some as she watched the buildings and houses pass by. Then would feel the motorcycle stop at a lightly as she lean forward to speak to him - " Up at the next light you can turn to your right and my house is the fourth one down "
- She would look up at him waiting his responds. Once he would turn down the road she had to him about the house was older but the paint look brand new. There was a white fence around the two story house. A small front porch. The yard was huge but it was home to her for now. There was a garage on the side of the house to hold one car. He could pull up into the driveway to drop her off at glance up at the house since it was dark within so her teacher James must not be home at the moment. -
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"alright." John said over the engine and when he had followed her direction he pulled into the driveway. He shut the engine off and stepped off before helping her with the buckle of the helmet. " watch your hair." he whispered into the night. "well your home safe and sound."
"this is a beautiful house." john said in amazement he set his helmet on the seat of he motorcycle but stayed near not wanting to frighten her by seeming to forward he would stay next to the vehicle. He didn't expect to be asked inside. So he watched her wondering what she was thinking behind those beautiful eyes.
- Once getting the helmet off with the help of him as she would smile up at him a bit. Blue eyes would look around at the darkness within the house. Then slowly would turn to him - " Would you like to come in for a bit? Maybe I can fix us something to eat ? "
- She would wait for his responds. If he accepted she would slowly make her way toward the house . And hopefully the ward that was on the house wouldn't effect him since he seems to be only human. Holding her breath lightly as they made there way up the step to the house. Fingers would pull the key from her bra discretely as possible before unlocking the door making her way within turning the light switch next to the door -
John was surprised when Alastrina welcomed him inside the house, so he buckled his helmet onto his bike and walking with his hand in his pockets followed her to the front door. As they walked up to the house he was amazed at all the details he found gracing the molding and seeming everywhere he looked at. He waited for Plastering to open the door before entering himself. IF he thought the outside was beautiful he was even more amazed by then inside.trying to be polite he took off his shoes and then followed her into the kitchen. This was a house that once someone was inside it that he or she couldn't possibly forget. When he was offered a seat he sat and began to watch her as she hustled around the kitchen. "this place is amazing. Is this your house?"
- Alastrina would stick the key in the door twisting the knob pushing the door open. Stepping into the foyer of the house as she place her key on the table next to the door before placing her id also underneath her keys. If he looked at it. He will know that she was only seventeen. Before kicking off the heels which made her four inches shorter.-
- Slowly making her way down the hall toward the kitchen as she would offer a stool before began to move around the kitchen opening the fridge to see what kind of drinks they had in the house. - " Let see we have soda, tea, lemonade, and some nice fruit infused water .." - She would look around the fridge door - " Nope this isn't mine...it's my teachers actually .." - She wait for his answer for what he wanted to drink -
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"Your teachers?" He thought it was a bit strange for her to be living with her teacher, but then again it was a bit strange that he killed people for a living. "Lemonade if you dont mind." He said and he wondered as he watche dher walk around the room how on earth he managed to get into the club with the 17 age i.d. He also realized that being alone with her as a almost 30 year old man was a bad idea. He liked his girls to be a little younger then him, cute, petite, but if he was to be with Alastrina then it would be bordering on being a pedophile....He ran a hand over his face and cursed silently. Why in the world was he thinking about dating her?What had provoked that thought? He rested an elbow on the bar and would thank her as she set the tall glass infront of him. "Alastrina how old are you?" He asked trying to keep it casual, perhaps he set the i.d down in order to scare him off, perhaps she was really 23, he silently hoped so, pursing his lips he stomped on his own foot in his mind. Why was he asking these questions? It didn't matter because after tonight he didn't plan on seeing her again, well maybe not ever.
James Cooper, Wizard was presently in the basement. when he heard the distinct kicking on the the oil tank, as the lights upstairs where lit. that, followed by the twinge of magical energy he felt when his wards where violated. It may not have been a major threat, as major threats did not often stop to turn on the lights in a house without electricity.
Wizards did not mesh well with electricity. electronics did not often function long in the presence of one, let alone two. the fridge, was actually an ice box. literal ice blocks slid on top and below the food storage compartment. James looked down at the potions he had been working on. and after adjusting the heat.(you had to take care of them, potions tended to explode if nor done properly) The wizard wrapped his fingers around the pistol grip of an old break action shot gun. it was the most wizard proof of fire arms. god bless the 1800s. James, clad in a pair of fleece sleeping pants, and a t-shirt that showed the coils of symbols tattooed into both arms. tread barefoot up the stairs that lead up from the basement.
He didn't know who was upstairs, but they didn't know who they where dealing with. to come into a wizards home without his knowledge was a stupid thing indeed. a wizard with a shotgun, even less intelligent. The Wizard made no sound as he climbed the stairs. some part of him, during his climb up the stairs told him he may have been overreacting. that it could have just been Alastrina coming home. but, that part was silenced by the fact that the wards where now lowered, and instead where pushed through. Trina would have known better. His angle when he stepped upstairs showed naught but the boy leaning against his bar.
The sound of the shotgun clicking may give away his presence as he raised the weapon. his eyes ahead, he played the math out in his head. he could lead any shot. or pull up his shield. coax the would be attacker into a magic circle and trap him. or just scare him off.
"Move in any direction that isn't towards my front door and I will pull this trigger." His words where harsh, filled with British ire at the present. He didn't see Alastrina there near the ice box,might not have opened with the gun if he had. He kept the shotgun loaded with with a cocktail favored by wizards. as wizards where physically no stronger then humans, and magic was getting harder and harder to conceal they needed something physical to protect themselves with. that was Ghost Dust. initially used to banish spectres from a haunt, it was a cocktail of depleted uranium,silver,gold bronze and carbon filings. a human would find it to be a very painful inconvenience, whereas a great number of the supernatural community would still find it to be a painful inconvenience, but it would be more so. so there was that.
-- Edited by JAMES COOPER on Wednesday 10th of August 2011 10:39:05 PM
" Yes my Teacher ...there only one..and he also my guardian to at the moment." - She would nod soft before disappear into the ice box for the Lemonade. Before pulling the pitcher out with the lemonade in it . Then grabbing two glasses as she would sit them on the counter top. Pouring the yellow liquid into the glass with some ice. Before sliding it over toward him with a smile. Then she grin wider - " I'm 17 ..and in the state of Louisiana it's of consenting age..I looked it up so..you are fine if you are older .."
- That was when she heard the clicking of the shotgun as she would move around the corner of the kitchen to look at James with the shotgun pointing at her friends head ..- " James...you can place the gun down now..no needing to shoot him..I don't think he will hurts us ? " - Yes she didn't take the ward down. It would be kind weird to do that in front of Dean..then he would ask whole bunch of question on what she was doing and she had just met him . - " I'm sorry about the ' thing ' " - Hopefully he will get the hint about the ward ..-
John's eyes went wide as he heard the cocking of the shot gun and he dared not turn around. He put his hands up to show that he was unarmed and then spoke softly and calmly. "I don't know what is going on here, but it's pretty certain that your not used to having visitors. My name is Dean, it's nice to meet you sir. I have no firearms on me although i do have a dagger in my right pocket for self defense sake. One is foolish if he does not prepare for the worst." As he spoke he gestured to the pocket but made no move to take it the dagger out. He looked at Alastrina who was speaking to whom he suspected was her teacher. "This is a nice place you have here James, and I mean that in the most positive way." He smiled at Alastrina to make sure that she knew that he wasn't about to lose his cool, he kept his hands motionless by his head.
James held the gun where it was for a moment, stepping around and giving a stone look to Alastrina before cold blue eyes befell the boy again, the gun being lowered. "You would be correct in that. IT is certain that I am not use to having unexpected, and unannounced visitors." he smiled then, stepping into the light, placing the shotgun down behind him on the counter." my silent security alarm went off. you'll have to forgive my initial reaction... as you say, one is foolish to not prepare for the worst." his tone was polite, cordial. incredibly British.
"It's a historical landmark. this house was built in the late eighteenth century." and renovated by wizards, to be a place comfortable for them, with no electric lights it all ran on oil, even the heating for both water and the house itself. though in new orleans, heating wasn't the issue. he leaned back against the counter, arms folded over his chest. watching the boy carefully. he and Trina would have a talk about it whewn the boy left. about how wizards where supposed to be careful, and suspicious. They where no a hearty people. and they where close to useless when asleep. had this boy meant them harm, he would know exactly where to find them should he ever want to come back and do that. That would all wait. now his eyes where on the boy.
"to what do we owe the pleasure of this most unexpected late night visit? wherein the topic of conversation is the legal age of sexual consent." James gave Trina a pointed look then, it wasn't the first time he'd had to chide her about acting like a trollop.
Alastrina would give James a raise brow before looking back to Dean as the two of the spoke. Seeing that James finally place the gun down. Picking up her glass with the Lemonade as she would sip the liquid before sitting the glass back down on the counter top . " I'm sorry but Dean gave me a ride home. "
Slowly moving around the counter as she raise her hands to tuck hair behind her ears. He could be the old pruned man who was weary of everyone that he met. She was young and social. So she wasn't someone who thought everyone was out to get her. How was she to meet people if she did. A smile would creep over her lips as she shifted a little in her spot. " Well he asked my age and it was good information for him to know."
Hearing that the gun was put down John turned, he was calm on the outside but his ribcage his heart was still racing. He leaned against the counter and took the cup that Alastrina had given him. He looked at the man for the first time but did not move forward to shake his hand. It wasn't like Alastrina and him were dating, there were just friends, and if that. "Alastrina was walking home by herself, she was about to be attacked by one of the many scum of the downtown streets when I came along. I didn't mean any harm by coming here, and if you like I will leave. As for me asking Alastrina's age, I was only curious, and making casual conversation, I had no idea that someone so beautiful could also be so young." He laughed genuinely and took another sip. He took a seat again slowly at the bar and looked at Alastrina once more.
Arms folded over his chest James took stock of the young man. Steely blue eyes seeming to stare through him. It took a moment and a glance over to alastrina before the wizard pushed up from his lean and offered the boy a smile.
"That's a good lad. Being noble and all that what with this lovely young lady under threat. You have my thanks for looking after my charge like you did."
He carried that smile over to trina." I'm working on a project in the basement. Come and see me when your Friend leaves... and make sure to activate the security system." He smiled a pleasant smile and have the boy a nod picking up the shotgun from where he put it and moving back towards the basement. Offering a wave to the room. On the way
- Alastrina would hold her breath some watching the two. Seeing that James offer Dean his hand to shake before moving toward the basement with his Gun. Before giving a wave back- " I will set the alarm system when he leaves James..don't worry. " - Before blue orbs look back to Dean giving him a smile. Then would slide into a stool next to were he was sitting. - " So is the lemonade ok ? It's not to sweet or Tangy is it ? I made it earlier today .." - She would look at him, Waiting on his responds to her question -
- Placing her own drink down on the counter as she would slide her hand down the dress making sure she didn't give Dean a show or anything. - " So are you new to New Orleans ? "
Dean would shake the man's hand heartily. He was glad to not have a bullet in his back, and when the man went to go down stairs his heart slowed a little. He took another sip from his glass and answered Katrina. "No it's perfect." He smiled at her and then looked off into space. He had been so many places. it was hard to pick just one. "I've been everywhere, there isnt really a place that i call home in particular...but if I had to choose." Images flashed in his mind of his girlfriend and his eyes darted to the floor, he'd stabbed her in the heart with a silver knife. He'd been unable to control her vicsious want for blood, in the end there was nothing he could do to save her. Trying to wipe out the thought he ran a hand over his face and continued to not look Alastrina in the eye. Home was where ever she was.....but not now. "That's so tough." Taking another sip he wet his mouth. "Virginia was nice." he mused, from what he remembered from when he was a boy it was very nice. The playground, the yellow slide, he was happy there for a while. "i should probably be going, I dont want to worry James more then i already have, that and I have work in the morning." The last statement was a lie, it was more that he couldn't bear to be around Alastrina any more, she was beautiful, sexy, confident, but underage. He would feel like he was taking advantage of her if he pressed tonight farther then he already had, on the other hand he could almost taste her on his lips. "i really should go. It's not good for you that I am here." He almost choked on what he said. "That meaning that you wouldn't get your proper amount of sleep." he stammered and was already setting the glass down to make for the door.
- Alastrina would smile when Dean said that her lemonade was perfect! She was happy even thought she worked on making it taste right for a hour. Then would watch him stare off into space when she asked the question about if he was new. Seeing his mind rolling to try to figure out what to tell her. - " Well it ok..I bet there was a lot of fun happy places where you lived. So I'm guessing your not new to New Orleans then. "
- She would lift her glass to her lips taken another sip of her Lemonade. - " No..stay a little longer please? It's nice to have someone else to talk to other then James. " - Her hand would reach out to grab his so that he didn't move toward the door. -
Blue eyes would wait for his answer to him staying longer. Her small hand would still be holding his hand hoping that he would stay just for a little longer. He didn't have to worry about James. Unless he try to harm Trina.But deep down inside she knew that he couldn't do anything to harm her.
John stared at Alastrina's hand in shock, and then looking into her blue eyes realized that he couldn't deny her anything. He relaxed in his chair and took another sip. "Just a little while longer." He spoke softly and in his mind he was cursing at himself for giving in. He used to not give a shit about what people wanted, he didn't want to care....he couldn't afford to care. He watched as Alastrina's lips moved as she spoke and he again had the image of kissing her. He looked away and stared at the intricate places of the house. There was so much detail that ones mind could easily be lost and wander. He wondered what Alastrina was doing here, that she would need a guardian in the first place. Then he thought about how Werewolves and Vampires needed someone to teach them their ways. He looked at Alastrina's fingers, they werent abnormally long, though they rarely were. "So why are you here Alastrina?" He asked and took the last sip of his lemonade. politely he asked for some more and when she turned around his eyes wandered over the curvatures of her body, slim and slight but still womanly. Something caught his attention in the corner of his eye, and when he looked over a white face lurked in the window farthest away from them but still visable in the kitchen light. His fists curled inward almost to the point that his nails became embedded in the softness of his under palm. Roque, the Vampire who had made him murder his girlfriend, was standing outside the window. He could feel the blood draining from his face and the Vampire grinned and walked away. His black hair helping him disappear into the darkness of the night. He looked back at Alastrina and he hated himself, he shoudn't have gotten involved with her at all. He'd thought that if he'd runaway that perhaps this time Roque wouldn't find him. But it was only a matter of time, and so now he was found once more. He sighed and looked back at Alastrina, if he was going to stay, then he was going to enjoy the small amount of time he would have with her left.
-The look on Dean face look like she had punched him right in the nose when she grab his hand. But when he relaxed and sat in the chair once more. She would smile at him. Seeing that he had needed a refill of lemonade which she would slide from the stool turning around to the ice box to grab the pitcher out to refill his glass. - " Well I'm being taught the ways of what I am. That is why I'm here with James. "
- Hopefully he wont ask to many question it weird telling people your a wizard. Placing a couple more ice cube within his glass after filling it with lemonade. Seeing him stare at her a bit. Then would look toward the window, turning her head to see what he was looking at out the window which made him loose the color in his face. Not seeing anything herself before looking back to him- " Are you ok Dean ? You look like you seen a ghost or something? "
John shook his head, and looked at Alastrina. "Pardon?" He said, then chuckled soflty. "Sorry i got lost in my head for a while. So you got any cards? I can teach you a few things." He would thank Alastrina for the lemonade and sit back, he was trying to relax and he hoped that it showed her. He took a sip and mmmmm the taste before setting it on a coaster. He sat back. "You know my real name is John." He said and he leaned back."i didn't want to give you my real name until I felt I knew you a little more, just in case you ended up to be one of those." He made a loop motion to his head and laughed weakly. "Sorry, i shouldn't of done that. My real name is John, John Meadows." He made a genuine smile, though in his mind he was thinking how sorry he was that he had even gone to the house in the first place. If Roque got a hold of her, well, he hoped that it didn't come to her. "Have you heard of the game Go? Kings in a corner? poker?" He took another sip and fervently glanced out the window, the face did not appear again and neither did the Vampire, for that John was grateful.
" He is teaching me stuff since I have a special gift .." - Trina would bite her bottom lip hoping that didn't sound weird since it sounded ok in her head. Raising a brow at the mention of cards. - " I think there are some around here..." - Slowly sliding from the stool she began to look in the island, pulling out draws before finding some.- " Ah ha !. Found some. "
- Does a little happy dance before making her way over to the stool next to him. Handing over the cards to him. Looking at him when he spoke about that his real name is John..- " So your real name is John and not Dean..? Ok.." - She would frown when he said something about getting to know her and to make sure she wasn't insane - " Do I look like I'm insane ? - She would make a weird funny face at him -
" The only game I have heard of is Poker..But if you want to teach me how to play the others I wouldn't mine.." - A grin would slide over her lips Asking him to teach her the other games? Before she would wiggle in her chair waiting to accept in teaching her some card games -
Now if there was one thing that John did know it was cards, he moved the cards expertly like how a knife handler moves a blade between the fingers and popping it up into the air and catching it behind his back. Sometime he would do two at a time and when he finally went to breaking the deck he dealt the cards he did it masterfully and very quickly. He taught her all kinds of games and found that he had some of his cheer back into himself. He went on to talk about how his friend taught him this in highschool before classes started and how he'd had a gift for it since the beginning. He didn't know why or how but he'd always been good at a yo yo to. He winked and laughed at Alastrina, letting out his true self for a while. He drank his lemonade until it was empty once more. "I think I'm going to drink you out of house and home." He joked, but would refuse if she offered him another glass. "No thank you, your to kind, but if I drink another glass I'm going to be so hyped up on sugar I wont be able to fall asleep." He stood then and began to perform more tricks popping the cards up in threes he caught them and offered her to pick a card and not tell him. He pulled the card out of the deck a moment later and showed it to her. It was then that a clock chimed softly on a wall that it was almost four in the morning. Popping another card in the air he caught a glimpse of Alastrina's eyes once more and shocked by their beauty the card slipped from his fingers. Desperetly he lunged for it but once succeeded to drop the remainder of the cards, then tripping over his feet like an overgrown child he thudded to the floor and laughed heartily. "52 card pick up any one?" He rolled onto his back and resting his arms behind his head grinned up at her.
- Alastrina would watch him with the cards. The way his hands would move with the cards. They were beautiful how he handled the cards. Then he would get into teaching her how to play the cards games that he knew how to play. A grin would slide over her lips watching him relax and enjoy himself some like a regular person. She had ponder on telling her secret to him. Wondering if he would freak out about it . Biting her bottom lip staring off at a spot on the wall behind him. -
-Then would shake herself out of the daze watching him trip over his feet to land on the floor in front of her. Then asked about 52 card pick up. - " That isn't a fun game ..to play. " - Sliding from the stool to kneel down to his head. To help pick up the cards . Her very light perfume could be smelled since she was leaning very close to him now. - " So John do you have a girlfriend or wife ? " - Placing cards in a pile within her hand looking down at him -
John was taken aback by the question, no one had actually asked about his family. The fact was that he had none, he hadnt had one for a long time now. "No to both." He said keeping his eyes on the cards. "I havent had a family for sometime now." He sat on the floor and gently took the cards away from Alastrina, speaking with a low voice he would set the cards in front of him as he did a magic trick. "and since I've been in New Orleans here hasnt really been anyone that I would even consider dating."He bit his tongue to stop the last two word. "until now." from slipping out. "And what about you Alastrina? Do you have a family? a boyfriend from where you are from?" He looked up at her now, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was, so small yet sexy. He concentrated on the cards but couldnt help to notice that the way that Alastrina was sitting wasn't quite dress appropriate, the shadows of panties revealed itself . He felt flames roll up in his cheeks and he stared at the cards as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. He wasn't a pervert though he felt like it then, he went on as if he hadn't seen anything and waited for her reply.
- Trina would watch his reaction on her question. Before tucking blonde hair behind her ear when he said he didn't have any family - " O, I'm sorry ..I didn't mean to make you feel bad. Well I have my mother back home. But my father died in a car accident not long ago. But then there are cousin and what not. But I don't really interact with them much. "
- Watching him play with the card as she spoke some more - " No boyfriend...back home or here. But there is this one guy I have been hanging out with but other then that. Nothing to serious. " - Looking down noticing her dress wasn't sitting right so hands would brush it down so that it was now fixed. - " Maybe I should change out of this dress into something more comfortable. Is that ok ? "
- Looking up at him as she waited his responds..once he said it was ok. She pushed herself up to her feet before heading toward the stairs to change out of the dress. She ran up the stairs hitting the second floor making her way around the rail to her room sliding into the room on the hardwood floors as she began to search through her draws for something to wear. Pair of jean shorts were slip on underneath the dress. Then a tank top was pull out as she pulled the dress off to slip on the shirt tossing the dress on her bed. Fingers would slide through her hair making sure it was ok. Then she darted back down the stairs -
John would laugh when she asked permission for her to change. "This isnt my house." He laughed and watched her as she cutely darted up the stairs. He leaned against the wall and fixed the cards in his hands, when something caught his eye, a dvd. He went over to it and picked it up, How to Train Your Dragon, he'd actually wanted to see the movie, when Alastrina came running downstairs he showed it to her. "You know is it horrible that I actually wanted to see this?" he laughed looking at the cover once more. "Would you mind?"
- Alastrina would make her way down the steps to slide into the kitchen to see john holding up her DVD which she had brought with her when she came here. She grinned brightly at him .- " I love that movie !.. But the only bad thing is James doesn't have a TV nor a DVD player here in the house. But also there no power in this house. "
- Her little brain was thinking some...trying to figure out how they could watch the movie. Then her eyes would look up before she would giggle lightly - " I just remember I have a portable DVD player upstairs with my stuff.." - She would jump up and down as she would reach out grabbing his hand before pulling him up the stairs to her room. - " I have to look for it but it shouldn't be to hard to find. " - Dragging John upstairs to her bedroom to slide over to the closet as she pulled out a box sitting it on the floor before leaning over digging through the thing before pulling out the purple and black portable DVD player. Opening it up as it still was fully charged .-
- Slowly making her way over to the bed as she hopped up on it. Fluffing up her pillows as she pat them for John to sit on the bed next to her. Placing the DVD within her lap.So they could watch the movie ! -
John thought it was weird that they didn't have electricity in the house, but everything was still running. He shook his head and put it out of his head for now. Though he would think of it later. He followed her upstairs half being dragged and when he stepped into her room his eyes widened again. "Woe, you really have it made." He laughed. "This would put my room to disgrace lol." He rubbed the back of his head and stood there awkwardly as she scurried over to her closet got the dvd player and plopped on her bed. "I'm kinda scared to sit on your bed, it looks so pretty." Gingerly he got on the bed, and keeping a polite distance made himself comfortable. He watched as Alastrina moved hair out of her face and started the movie. "I've never seen this." He mentioned as the movie started to come on. "Though i wanted to see it in theaters i just never found the time to go." I was to busy killing people. He finished the sentence in his head. Every few moments he would glance over at Alastrina wanting to see her reactions. It was almost funnier to see her face light up then to watch the movie in and of itself. He glanced at his watch once to find that it was later then five in the morning, he felt his eyes growing heavy, he'd been the early morning shift at teh gas station the night before. So he'd been up since five the previous morning. He startled himself awakem but soon found he was growing sleepier and sleepier. He didn't even realize when he'd fallen asleep or at what point during the movie. His head sagged forward and he snored softly.
Trina would giggle lightly at his reaction to her room. Before looking around at it. Getting comfortable on the bed as she would began to watch the movie. Giggling lightly at some stuff. Glancing at John out of the corner of her eyes as he seems to watch her reactions to the movie. Then softly she heard snoring. Light giggle would be cover by her hand. Slowly she would turn the DVD player off sitting it on the nightstand. Then would gently lay John back on the bed making sure that he didn't hit his head. Then would slide from the bed to place the ward on the house up.
Walking around to her chair pulling the blanket off of the chair to cover John up with it. Before climbing on the other side to watch John sleep. He looked so cute while he sleep. And before she knew it off to la la land she when also.
-- Edited by ALASTRINA LAMBERT on Saturday 20th of August 2011 12:05:39 PM
Hours passed as they slept and it was the sun that woke him up. Blearily he opened his eyes and found a blanket covering him he rolled and came nose to nose with Alastrina who slept soundly. Her hand was curled into a cute fist as she dreamed and he sat watching her for a moment before taking the blanket and laying it gently on her.She was a sweet girl he realized as he stretched. HE wondered what james would say if he knew he was there still. He thought of the cops but it was a brief worry. He checked to make sure he had everything before writing a note on a pad next to her bed. He wrote his number and a brief thank you for a lovely evening.he Looked at her once more before going to leave the room.
