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Doyle's House, Late Wednesday Night, Abaddon

Mar 09, 2006 15:03

It had been a quiet night at the traingle, and Doyle had been happy to get out of there after it closed, to make his way home. He'd been restless as of late, and he took his time getting home, wandering through the city streets, always so different at this hour. It was taking time, but he was adjusting to being here, in a city again, and these ( Read more... )

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flewtoohigh March 9 2006, 05:28:57 UTC

She hadn't really found the answers in blood after all. But it did feel better. Now she needed to talk.

Weird. Talk.

She could talk to Loz, she knew, if she wanted to. But she needed someone who would be there forever, someone whose eyes she wouldn't see the shadow of Death in. She needed someone who didn't alternately make her feel twelve or put her on a pedestal.

And so? Her Darkness.

She alighted on his balcony, garbed in red, wings streaming out behind her. A tap on the window. Not tentative. Not demanding. Just a tap.

handofdarkness March 9 2006, 05:44:02 UTC

The glow came before the tap, flame dancing against the glass of the window. Illuminating the room with a soft glow, there was relief amongst the now even darker shadows of the corners.

He knew who it had to be. Only two people knew where he lived,and only one of them had wings of flame, and a habit of using windows as an exit, or now it seemed, an entrance.

Feeling some of his restlessness wash away he stood, unlatching the window and pulling it open. "Angel." One word and he stepped back, making room for her to enter should she wish.

c. 1:30am flewtoohigh March 9 2006, 06:00:43 UTC

As always, his beauty took her breath away. Inhuman, ethereal, and undeniably lethal.

"Darkness." She extinguished her wings and folded them away before stepping into his home. "I know it's late. I... find myself wanting to see you and I'm not sure how to go about it." A wry smile and a teasing tone, as she lowered her hood.

Re: c. 1:30am handofdarkness March 9 2006, 06:11:56 UTC

Her arrival had done more for him then he wanted to admit, but as he stood back he smiled. "You could have called. Asked me out on a date." He's mocking himself not her, and it's obvious.

Re: c. 1:30am flewtoohigh March 9 2006, 06:14:12 UTC

She followed him into the room, trailing her fingers across his chest with something like a smile playing about her lips. "Wanted to see you tonight. Don't do plans."

Re: c. 1:30am handofdarkness March 9 2006, 06:21:45 UTC

"It's not late, I had just gotten home from work. I like," he looks back through the window, still smiling, "I find the night calming, as the dark." Leaning down he flicks on a lamp before sinking into the couch.

"Why tonight?"

Re: c. 1:30am flewtoohigh March 9 2006, 06:37:42 UTC

Hard to feel awkward with a guy...Sidhe...who'd had his tongue inside her. So she sank down on the couch beside him, tucking her bare legs underneath her.

"Because. Violence gets old after six hours. Decided to try something different."

Re: c. 1:30am handofdarkness March 9 2006, 06:46:32 UTC

"Violence? Were you out in the town tonight?" That might explain some of his restlessness. "As for difference, when has anything between us not held some sort of violence?"

Re: c. 1:30am flewtoohigh March 9 2006, 06:54:31 UTC

"Violence," she confirmed, almost grinning now. He really didn't know her very well for everything that had happened between them. Let him ask if he wanted to know. "I was out and about. As for us," a shrug, "Thought maybe we could try, y'know, talking."

Her eyes flashed, wicked with mischief. Yeah. They fought and fucked. But what had happened...it made her want to like him, too. He'd been there for her, helped her. Not many did that.

Re: c. 1:30am handofdarkness March 9 2006, 07:03:07 UTC

When it cam down to it he felt drawn to Lee, as if she connected to something in him, whether his power or something else. Still, talking, "I am used to being reticent, to keeping my own counsel." It takes more than four years to break these habits. "But I think you are as well."

He smiles, somewhat slyly, "Talking, and not as a euphemism for other things? I think that wouldn't be too hard to bear."

Re: c. 1:30am flewtoohigh March 9 2006, 07:13:50 UTC

"I am. Talking isn't something I do. Except when I have to." How much had he found out about her? Had he bothered or hadn't it mattered? She didn't know anything about him except that he worked at the Triangle and he wasn't among his own kind anymore.

Flipping her cloak, she revealed her bare legs and nearly naked self, then shrugged, also sly. "No objection to doing other things. Talk first, fuck after?"

Re: c. 1:30am handofdarkness March 9 2006, 07:19:05 UTC

"Talk first then," his eyes flashed darker for a moment, almost mischievous if that wouldn't be so unlike him... Only she brought out something different in him.

"What is it you have to talk about?" He was interested in her, in knowing more then her name, that she was a fallen angel, her power... He had watched her at the club from the shadows, but even that told him little.

Re: c. 1:30am flewtoohigh March 9 2006, 07:54:59 UTC

Leaning back on the couch cushion behind her, she stretched her legs toward him. It wasn't quite the comfort she shared with Tim, but she didn't feel awkward about them touching. If he wanted to, fine. As long as he didn't get all mushy and emotional about it.

"Dunno. Nothing particular, really. Just...you're immortal too, right?" This question had been preying on her mind since she'd realized, really realized, that one night that Tim would die, and some day Loz would as well. She needed...something.

Re: c. 1:30am handofdarkness March 9 2006, 08:01:48 UTC

Putting an arm over her leg, he nods, "Yes, the Sidhe are immortal. We do not die, and we are very hard to kill without certain kinds of magic. We can fade... If there is nothing left for one of the fey they can simply will themselves not to exist anymore, but not die."

He's not sure why she's asking this for a moment, then it sinks in, one of the reasons Sidhe in exile faded, did so poorly, was watching mortals they came to love pass away, leaving them even more alone. Comprehension shows in his eyes as well, his voice low, "It is difficult to be surrounded by them sometimes and be other."

Re: c. 1:30am flewtoohigh March 9 2006, 08:30:15 UTC

"Will yourself not to exist? That's convenient. Kinda irreversible, though. Hope it's not something you can do by wishing you were dead on a bad day."

Then she nodded, eyes darkening, not sad exactly, but pensive. "The angel-human bond can be so strong. Then they die. Most angels don't mind, I don't think. But I'm different. I go a little crazy..."

Re: c. 1:30am handofdarkness March 9 2006, 08:42:40 UTC

"it is not quite that easy." He smiles and shakes his head, "You must have lost all will to live, have no interest anymore... But it is final, though there have been some who have been brought back from the edge."

"I have limited experience with mortals and humans..." His lips pressed together, he frowns slightly, sueezing her leg lightly, "But one I loved greatly, she is... We thought she was mortal. We are no longer sure. I have seen it happen to many though, and it is never easy."

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