::he shook his head slowly as he looked down::

"..first time in five years.."

::He took her hand with both of his and just held it as he looked at it unable to look her in the eyes; almost ashamed of himself.::

"..that's why I travel from place to place..so that side of him never comes out.."

"I overheard you say you wanted to be left alone.. I thought it was from everyone but then I saw you with him again.. the same one who tried to kill us.."

::His eyes shifted back to her as he now would take a spot beside her.::

".. it just seemed logical you wanted away from me.. "

"..why..do you hate me so..?"

::He saw her pat the seat beside her, but her response would dictate whether or not he would accept or not, as his gaze shifted downward and to the side, unable to look at her right now.::

::Growls to himself, why was he so broken over this.. He did nothing, that he could think of, wrong.. or maybe, she was afraid of him now? He rose from his seat.. and since she was not really paying attention he was nearly upon within seconds as he peered down at her, only one word came out though he stormed up there with the intentions of chewing out seventy.::

"...hey."

Cheesesteak Mmmmm...

foood...

::He sighed as she left and said nothing to him still; she truly did want to be alone..or at least, wanted nothing more to do with him. That had become blatantly obvious now. She'd rather run the rooftops with a guy who tried to kill him, over being with him who tried to save her.. and her friend. What was he thinking.. he thought as he watched her walk out and plop underneath the tree. He sighed once more as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the corner of the window sill.:::

Even better idea!

Michael: 1:1: "And God said to the crazy white boy from Pennsylvania, there shall be no more tongued speech about the Books and Ancient Days, because none of it can be proven!"

1:2: "So, write this in the last chapters of said sacred book and let none discuss this in the days of days that lead to the end!"


There..
That's in the Really New Testament..
God told me it.
I wrote in down.

THAT IS THE WORD!
You must ALL obey!

(Unless your lke agnostic or athiest then you don't care to discuss this anyway so totally irrelevant, eh?)

Soo....
That settled..

Next subject?

Can't we just say this dude before me won..?
He's like posted half the frikkin bible worth in posts..
I can't even read that much..
I go cross eyed.. >.<

..in that order?


Welcome hope u find it!

::He half smiled n return; though to think he was mad at her was misguided. he was hurt.. and by the blow out he had with Cassi earlier, it weas obvious it was a deep, pain of feeling abandonment.::

::He swiped his mug from the counter and turned to move to his windowsill, as he slipped past the still frozen in place Cassi, wondering if she even heard him.::

::Blues raise slightly as she came in, he said nothing he just looked right back down in at that liquid within his mug. His one nail tracing around the rim.::

::Oddly he wasn't in the window sill for once; of course the woman standing in a stunned awe for the last however long might have a hand in that.::

::Numerous hours had passed since his little blow up, and she was still standing where he had left her. He lowered his head ashe reentered silently, he felt partially bad but was horrible at apologies. He moved towards the bar, but would pause to simply say.::

"..sorry.."

::That was the extent of it, as he moved over to the bar and slipped into a bar stool. He lowered his head down into his arms which crossed in front of him across the counter.::

::He looked down and just shook his head.::

"..forgive me, but such is just not for me.."

:: And he moved past her and, sliding his hood back up he exited into the night; almost 'disappearing' to an extent the minute he was outside.::

::The boy remained clinging to this Cassi, loving the warmth and loving sensation she provided. He felt secure and adored it, and he never wanted to let go.::

((Night!! I'll be up got uber work to do.))

"..society.."

::He looks down for a moment, though his hand remained on the glass.::

"..I try.. I've tried for so long.. to change to find a way to not be who I am.. but it follows me.. they shall never let the past be just that.. and then they judge me.."

::He suddenly stood up facing her, as he pulled down his hood revealing that Elven face, darker complexion, bright blue eyes, long silver hair but most of all.. that long vicious scar that ran through his left eye from hairline to midcheek.::

"..somehow you have remained untormented by the injustice the masses have wrought upon outcasts like us. Maybe.. noone knows yet of your difference, but I...I know. You are not the same.. yet you have not felt the coldness and emptiness I have endured from persecution and wrongful judgement.."

::He sets down his mug.::

"..I wish I could be as warm, adorable, and carefree as you.. yet..I can never..because like my shadow.. the pain follows me everytime light is shed upon my little world of recluse.."

::He just stood there staring at her for a moment, he had a breakdown, which in itself was rare for him but what it was over. That made it even harder to face in his mind and it was something she knew nothing of.::

::He traced one nail down the length of the window glass; he sighed softly to himself.::

"..three days have passed; do you still wish to be alone?"

::He sighed softly, but at the same time he almost seemed like a rage was building within as that finger rejoined the others to form the fist that gently pounded on the window.::

::He took his drink and suddenly just downed the entire contents of it before grabbing the next mug and readied to do the same.::

"..I'm no boy.."

::He slightly murmured in his sleep as he fidgeted slightly to get even further more comfortable a hand moving to slide around her waist, and yup, he was out like a light bulb. Truth was, he may look young and fragile, but to know the stories he did,he had been around far longer than those looks led on. One could only wonder what he really was.::

::There was something about that soothing warm that made he feel uncharateristically comfortable and eyes drifted closed and a yawn ensued, and shortly thereafter, he fell asleep, so quickly, within her arms, leaning against her, still holding that same smile.::

"..you believe in fate?"

::His head tilted as this was like an entirely new and foriegn concept to him. Easy to estimate, the Disciples didn't.::

::He smiled softly as his hand rose to clasp at her wrist as it came around his shoulder leaning towards her slightly.::

"..that would be lovely, but.. I do not see how this is possible."

::He would not say anymore as he merely looked down but remained in her arms.::

"..I've never been this close to a woman before..It's so.. refreshingly new and comforting.."