Camille Endora

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

"I see you didn't want to use the guest room." Roxas spoke with a smile, looking at Ophelia. She looked back at him and hid her face slightly against his shoulder, feeling nearly embarrassed. He kissed her then and moved to find clothes, saying he would go to shower and that she could do whatever she wished. She knew that was an open invite to go with him, and she watched him leave after kissing her a second time, unsure what to say in response. She chewed her lip for a moment and then went into the guest room, grabbing her cloak and whip. She wrapped the whip around her arm and held the cloak in her hands, moving to sit on the bed after a few moments, looking out the window from where she sat.

After finishing washing himself, Roxas let the water rinse him off. He hopped out and then dried off. He then pulled his clothes on and looked at himself in the mirror. “Why me?” He said to himself. He took a deep breath then walked on out, putting his glasses on. Before going to find Ophelia, he packed his bag with his battle outfit then placed his mask on top of the clothes. Once he finished, he went over to the guest room to find Ophelia looking out the window. He smiled then entered, moving over to sit next to her. “It’s a beautiful view don’t you think?”

Ophelia turned her head from the window and looked at Roxas, realizing that he was looking at her when he spoke, and she chewed her lip a little again. She shifted, moving to sit on her knees next to him, speaking softly, the sound just barely a whisper. “Why haven’t you sent me away yet?”

Roxas thinks at her comment for a second and honestly he doesn’t know why. “I like when you’re around. I don’t know I guess I just feel close to you. Even though we’ve only known each other for a few days. I feel happy when you’re around, which is something I haven’t felt in a very long time.” He takes her hand in his then looks at it for a bit.

Ophelia smiled softly, feeling like she understood what he meant. She didn’t want him to send her away at all, so she was glad at his response. She watched quietly as he took her hand and looked at it in his, and she shifted closer, kissing his cheek with cold lips. She breathed in his scent again while doing so, curious if he’d let her feed from him again. He smelled amazing to her. Better than the time she first caught his scent when she was hunting.

Roxas looked Ophelia in the eyes and could tell she was hungry. He took his shirt off for her and tilted his head a little. “I don’t know how but I get the feeling you’re hungry. You can feed from me again if you want. Just.. try not to take as much this time. I’d kind of like to be able to move later.” He giggles to himself then closed his eyes, waiting to feel her teeth sink into him.

“I’ll be good, I’m sorry,” she said softly. Ophelia then moved to straddle him while he sat against the bed, her teeth grazing his neck and shoulder for a moment on the same side she had fed from before. Finally after a few seconds she let her fangs sink into his skin and her eyes closed. Right away she could feel herself getting stronger, and her hands moved up towards the nape of his neck to touch his hair.

Once Ophelia sunk her teeth into him, Roxas began to wince but only for a second. He could feel her hands moving up his neck and around to touch his hair. He moved his hands up her back and rested one on her head then the other stayed on her back. After a bit he started to grip gently at the back of her dress. He grimaced again, but tried not to make known to her.

Ophelia pulled away finally, having fed for only a short while, the time always feeling slowed down though. She felt Roxas’ hands on her back and she smiled at him before leaning close to kiss him slow and deep, feeling instantly better, the taste of his blood still on her lips. “Thank you,” she whispered softly, looking up at him.

Roxas looked back at her after she kissed him and smiled. “Whenever you need it I’m here for you.” He wipes the blood off her lips then kissed her back just as deep and slow. He runs his fingers through her hair then grabs gently. He pulls away for a second and looks at her and smiles, bringing his hand to her cheek.

Ophelia smiled at his comment and then moved shyly off of him, wrapping her cloak around her and fastening it at her throat. “We should get going to SPA. There’s something I need to do right away today. Is that alright?”

Roxas gets up and grabs his bag. “Let’s go then dear.” He winks at her and takes her hand then leads her out. Making their way to SPA.

Ophelia held Roxas’ hand the entire way to SPA. She could feel eyes on her but she didn’t care. Once inside the gates, Ophelia moved quickly in her bare feet to the sheet which held the names of people fighting, seeing finally that Suriel was available first thing in the morning, just like she hoped. She wrote her name down in cursive and then waited.

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Ophelia walked with Roxas back towards his home, which was in the direction of the forest. She loved the forest. Even though she wasn't born with any magic or special abilities, she did however have a great fondness for nature and the like. She figured that was thanks to her father, being an Earth elemental. Finally they came toward a hill at the edge of the forest and she saw a little cabin, her eyes taking it in quietly. As they walked though, the size of the cabin grew and her eyes widened, feeling suddenly anxious. She really wasn't used to being around people with money. She was used to dealing with what she had, which was minimal. They reached the front door, and ROxas let her in ahead of him.

Roxas showed Ophelia the home and then showed her the guest room and his bedroom. They were both gorgeous, well decorated, but she could tell that it was only him here. The guest room was perfectly made up, the closet empty. And his room was small, but homey. He spoke gently to her and she listened in silence. "It's not the best, but it's worked for me. I don't normally, if ever, have people over. It's kind of a first for me." "Make yourself at home. You're always welcome now." She considered this. She really was still baffled that he had simply accepted what had happened without any thought. In her logical mind, she knew it was ridiculous, but in her heart she was glad. Suddenly though, he had turned on a song and began to sing and dance to it, and his voice was amazing. Her lips parted in surprise, and then grinned fully when he sat back down, her fangs fully visible and pearly white, though sharp.

He began to tell Ophelia a story and she listened curiously, learning something new about him. "I hope you don't dislike me for the way the house is. Ever since I was a kid this house has been here. No one owned it. So I made a deal with myself. 'One day Roxas' I would say. 'One day you are going to live there.' So I worked my ass off and got the money to buy the house. It took me 17 years to do that, but I don't regret it. I made it look nice and beautiful then took the smallest room for myself. I still love it, but now I can share it with you."

"You really are so sweet, you know? I wouldn't have guessed by your reaction to me trying to rip your head off. Though I suppose I would have reacted similar if it were me," she smiled again and looked at him for a moment, "And your house is beautiful, don't worry about that. It really is late though, you should probably get some rest." She leaned slightly toward him and kissed him back once his lips pressed to hers, and she breathed in his scent at the same time, instinctively. Finally after lingering there for a few moments, she got up from the edge of his bed and went towards the guest room. She would be up all night, but she didn't care. It was peaceful here, but better than being home with an angry Jax, for now. She took her cloak off, hanging it in the empty closet, placing her whip on the bedside table, and crawled onto the bed gently, laying on her stomach. She closed her eyes to relax, though she hadn't experienced sleep since she had been changed.

Finally after a couple hours had gone by, Ophelia got up slowly from the bed, and silently in bare feet snuck into Roxas's room, still in the same outfit she left home in. She pushed the door open slightly and noticed he was asleep. She moved toward his bed and stood there for a few moments, simply watching his chest rise and fall with each breath. She smiled a little, then crawled silently onto his bed and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him close to her. She closed her eyes to relax, and only opened them the next morning when the sun was beginning to rise and come through the window. Today was the day she would fight Suriel.

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"I'm not going anywhere." Roxas followed Ophelia, wondering where they were going. "It's a beautiful night out right now." He stops and looks up at the sky. The stars lighting up the sky with the moon. Roxas closes his eyes for a bit the looks back at Ophelia. He pulls her over to him and wraps his arm around her. He leans down and gives her a kiss gently, then continues to follow.

Once they made it to the piers, Roxas stands by Ophelia and put his hand around her waist. "Alright. I can understand why Jax is so mad now. But it'll be okay. I know she doesn't trust me and I'm sure you probably don't either. I'm sorry I came off the way I did. Like I told you before I don't have any friends." He looks out to the water and leans over the rail. "I don't think it's going to calm down back there for a while so..." He pauses for a second, debating if he should even ask what he's thinking. 'It shouldn't matter at this point.' He thinks to himself. "Would you like to stay with me tonight?" He looks down at her, smiling for a bit. "I have a second room so you wouldn't have to worry about me."

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"I'm not going anywhere," Roxas said to her as they walked. She thought about that for a moment, feeling a little confused. He commented on the nights weather and then stopped, pulling her close to kiss her again. She gave him a soft smile and then continued on toward the Pier. Finally once they were there, Roxas pulled her close my the waist. "Alright. I can understand why Jax is so mad now. But it'll be okay. I know she doesn't trust me and I'm sure you probably don't either. I'm sorry I came off the way I did. Like I told you before I don't have any friends." He spoke gently to her, and she watched his face as he talked before he moved to lean against the rail.

Ophelia finally spoke, her voice feather light, the tones almost sounding like music now that she could be calm and herself around him. "Jax just doesn't understand. She told me before I left that I was desperate for love, and stupid too. I ignored her, but maybe she's right. I don't know you really at all, and I'm sure there are things you're hesitant to tell me. I want to trust you. But, I won't do anything that is unwanted on your end. I honestly don't even know what's compelling you to stay."

Quietly she looked out at the water, watching the waves and ripples, the moons' reflection bright. She could hear boats in the distance and she smiled to herself, forgetting her surroundings for a moment, but quickly realizing that Roxas asked her a question. Her head turned so she could look at him. "Would you like to stay with me tonight?" He looks down at her, smiling for a bit. "I have a second room so you wouldn't have to worry about me." She blinked softly, her blue grey eyes sparkling a little, much brighter than they were at dinner. He had asked her to stay the night, and everything in her wanted to say yes. She knew Jax would be furious if she found out, but at this point, Ophelia really could care less. Jax was rude often to her, and she knew she meant well. Sometimes though it stung.

"I think that could be nice. I'd normally just stay out here all night, or go hunting. But I think your company sounds much better."

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"Please tell me Ophelia. Why didn't you tell me and why did you drink from me if you knew this was going to happen?" Roxas had said just before Ophelia pulled away from him, suddenly startled by the sound of ceramic breaking, following by Jax's voice shouting, muffled through the wall. She turned to look into the window and saw Jax shouting again, and Ophelia chewed on her lip slightly. She didn't want anything to do with Jax at the moment, let alone be inside their house all night with her. "One second," she finally whispered to Roxas, looking at him for a moment before going inside to grab some things.

Ophelia moved purposefully slow, wanting to see if Jax would take another stab at her, which she did. "Ya know Ophelia, I knew you were desperate for love but I didn't know you were stupid too." Instead of responding though, she decided to be the bigger person and simply smiled at Jax, noticing her eyes were glazed over, most likely from the mixture of alcohol and pain killers she was on. Jax could be mean sometimes, but Ophelia loved her always. She knew Jax didn't, and wouldn't understand right away no matter what, and figured she would let her sleep off some of the alcohol before bothering to speak with her again. Ophelia knew she wasn't the most popular, or the smartest, or strongest person on the planet, especially compared to Jax, but she did know however that she had a kind soul.

Ophelia finally moved to her bedroom and grabbed her cloak and whip, and went back outside with plans to answer Roxas finally, and make her way eventually to one of her favorite places to go, when things were rough. "I didn't tell you because I thought it would just be better if I didn't put a burden on someone like that. I figured I could go a while without telling anyone. But I guess I suck at hiding things. I hope you're not upset. And like I said, you can walk away at any time. I really would understand," she spoke matter-of-factly, her eyes watching the ground as she moved from the porch to the cobblestone street, heading towards the piers. The moon was high and round in the sky, not a single cloud around to block it's light.

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Ophelia waited in absolute silence for Roxas to answer. She didn't know what was going through his mind, but his hesitation to answer her began to make her worry. She wanted to move closer, reach out and touch him, but didn't. She could feel his gaze on her, burning against her skin with an intensity she never noticed before. Finally, without saying anything Roxas walked up to her and placed his hand on her cheek, making her look up at him. She breathed in his scent, stepping a little closer when his lips pressed to her cold ones. She could feel the warmth of his skin and her eyes widened for a moment, and he pulled away to grab her other hand, asking her a question, not giving her a chance to kiss him back. "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

She was surprised at the kiss, and took a step back again away from him to think about her answer. Ophelia then looked up at him, he stood much taller than her, and she watched his lips turn into a smile. She closed her eyes for a quick moment, her bare feet pressing to the floor beneath her quickly to close the distance between them again, her movements a blur. Finally, for what seemed like minutes, though were only mere seconds, she made her decision to not answer him just yet. Instead, she brought her arms up around his neck, standing up on her tip toes, her lips pressing against his firmly.

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Ophelia looked at her hand in Roxas's and she could feel and hear his heart beating again loudly. She avoided his eyes for a while, while he asked her questions. "I heard what you said in the other room. I was just curious what you meant by 'you would kill her where she stood." "Is there something you want to tell me?" "What is the problem with you taking some of my blood?"

Finally Ophelia looks up and him and her lips part for a moment before she speaks. "What I meant by that, is exactly what I said. If she touches you in a way meant to harm you, I will kill her. And no, there's nothing I want to tell you. I don't want to tell you at all, but I will," she smiles very faintly for the first time in a while, then continues.

"I don't know how much you know about Vampires. We aren't simple. The problem with taking your blood, is that it creates an indescribable bond between the Vampire and the person he or she is feeding from. I normally don't ever feed from anything, be it human, magic user, being, or animal, without killing it first, for the simple fact that the bond will be created instantly as long as the person doesn't die. I understand it was selfish of me." Ophelia took a few steps away from Roxas, putting distance between them as her stomach sank slightly. She felt uneasy, then looked at him again, "You can walk away from this. I would understand."

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Ophelia moves to sit while the rest of them eat, nodding to Hargul and handing him a plate of food as well. "Yes sweet heart, I'll show you the dress later, okay? But this one's mine this time. I can make a new one for you if you like, instead." She says to him, looking at the creature with adoration, despite how annoying he could get sometimes. He had definitely grown on her. Ophelia's attention was then brought to Roxas who had asked her a question. She was only partially listening, despite being hyper aware of him. "Hmm?" She said for a moment, before the question registered for her. "Umm if it would be okay with you, can I talk to you for a moment Ophelia? I have a question about tomorrow I'd like to ask." He had said.

She looked at him with partially narrowed eyes, "What would you like to know, Roxas?" she says, her voice low but even. She wondered why he was curious about the day to come, but then thought that maybe he only said that to get her attention, and then would ask something else. Her face was expressionless, her eyes still dull from earlier while she watched him grab his blazer and bag. Her shoulders slouched very slightly and she got up to follow him.

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Ophelia holds back a smile as Morthos agrees to letting Hargul bedazzle his horns. She coughs slightly, keeping her focus on the food only. A few moments later, Ophelia could feel Roxas coming toward her, and her body tensed slightly. "I don't need your help," she says, her voice sharp. Instantly though she regretted the retort, but moved a step away from him, the arm he had placed on her back falling back to his side. She wanted nothing more than to be close to him though, but after the screaming match with Jax, she didn't have the energy.

She moved slightly to grab three normal sized plates, and a small plate for Hargul, and then placed them lightly against the counter. It had taken a lot of practice to move at human speed. Her reflexes were quick, so every move of hers was calculated to be precise. Roxas spoke to her again, this time in more of a whisper, "You don't have to tell me anything now, but after dinner would you please explain to me what that was about?" Once he finished speaking, he placed his hand back on her waist, and her expression remained neutral, but she finally looked up at him. "I don't really think that's a good idea," she says slowly. It took everything in her to resist telling him. She knew she would eventually have to, but for all she knew, he didn't know much about Vampires, and she hoped she could just play it cool and act as though their relationship would develop naturally, though that obviously wasn't the case.

"Dinner is ready," She says, knowing her voice would carry despite it's softness.

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Ophelia's attention was disrupted by Jax shouting, "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?" She was looking right at the bite mark on Roxas's neck. Damnit, Ophelia thought to herself. Quickly though Roxas came up with an excuse, and Ophelia knew Jax wasn't stupid enough to believe him. Instead of waiting for Jax to answer, Ophelia moved instantly toward Jax, picking her up without any trouble and disappearing into her own bedroom. She put Jax down on the bed and stared at her intensely. “It’s not what you think,” she says, chewing the inside of her bottom lip slightly.

Jax’s eyes turned green as she was about to speak. Suddenly she found herself on Ophelia’s bed, Hargul absent from her shoulder and left with the boys. Her rage was visibly apparent but her voice was calm,"Oh because it’s a snake bite. That’s a very reasonable explanation. Ophelia. Why would I be angry about that...oh wait. BECAUSE I’M NOT A FUCKING IDIOT! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING! YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW THAT ASSHOLE!”

She leaned forward, clutching at her chest for a few minutes in pain,"DO YOU BOTH...UGH...DO YOU BOTH THINK I AM STUPID. IS THE WORD RETARD ON MY...UGH...FACE!” She leaned forward trying to catch her breath as she was getting worked up.

“Jax he’s not as bad as you think. Calm down, you’re going to give yourself a heart attack for goodness sake. I know I fucked up. He doesn’t know about it. Please, don’t say anything…” Ophelia’s voice was barely a whisper in response to Jax’s shouting. “I don’t think you’re stupid. He offered… It’s not like we had sex. Just, relax for five seconds. It doesn’t mean I even need to be with him. You know that.”

Ophelia looked at her sister with pleading eyes, the blue grey of them turning silver. She felt bad that the boys could probably hear her shouting at Ophelia through the walls, and as she waited for Jax’s response, she changed her clothing into something more comfortable.

This is the moment when Jax would usually simmer down, talk rationally to her sister, because to be honest, her response was reasonable..but in this moment, Jax was not herself. She was beaten, she was angry and she was on drugs so this is what her mind came up with,"DON’T SAY ANYTHING! DON’T SAY ANYTHING. I SHOULD RELAX BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T BANG HIM! OH WELL GOLLY! LET’S SING TO THE ANGELS MY SISTER DIDN’T BANG A DUDE SHE BARELY MET….OH...AHHHHH.”

She had stood up in her tyrant and tried to raise her fists, but pain shot straight into her spine and she leaned over feeling as if she was going to puke. She paused, her tone turning softer but the anger still visible,"The fact he doesn’t know about bonding only makes it worse Ophelia because it’s not fair to..to...THAT...I COULD FUCKING KILL HIM RIGHT NOW. YES I KNOW I SOUND CRAZY! BUT I AM PISSED OFF, that you are making me feel bad for HIM! Urghhh...ow ow ow.”

Ophelia simply watched and listened in silence while Jax went on her tirade. Until she said she could kill Roxas that instant. Suddenly, all rational thoughts left Ophelia’s mind and she shifted into an angry crouch, a snarl leaving her lips towards Jax, her fangs bared. “I will kill you, so help me God, Jax Penelope, if you lay a finger on him.” Her eyes burned angrily, and she shifted in front of her bedroom door as though to block the way, though knowing Jax was injured and too slow to reach it without taking her time.

“Plus, I have a feeling you seem to be pretty good at keeping secrets anyway as of late.” Ophelia took a stab at Jax, bitter that she had hid the fight against Titan from her. And despite that having nothing to do with this situation, Ophelia was angry now too.

Jax stood straight, watching her sister snarl and get into a fighting stance. Her eyes widened, her palms beginning to glow out of instinct. Jax would never hurt Ophelia even if it could save her life. Hell she knew the odds of her even winning were slim, especially right now but her body reacted to threats. She grit her teeth, feeling guilty about lying,"YOU WOULD HAVE NEVER LET ME FIGHT HIM...and this is different and you know it! Look at you. You’re about to rip me to shreds because I threatened him.I’M YOUR SISTER. It’s already starting.”

She took a step towards the door,"YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW HIM! ARE YOU HEARING ME! YOU’RE GOING TO GET HURT AND I AM THE ONE WHO IS GOING TO HAVE TO PICK UP THE PIECES.”

Hargul sat on the coffee table as the girls screamed. He picked up an orange and bit right through the peel staring up at Roxas with juice streaming down his cheeks,”You get shitspoon...It’s okay...Hargul make your bones into necklace. Hargul bought bedazzler at Micheal’s. Skull can be on princess castle.” He bit into the orange again, looking over at Morthos,”Brotherkin let Hargul bedazzle horns?!?!” He asked in anticipation.

Ophelia took a step towards Jax as she stepped towards the door, her crouch loosening slightly so she stood more straight. “Well maybe if you actually weren’t so scared of my reactions, you could talk to me like you should be able to, sister,” she spoke, her words laced with venom. She stood now fully and stared at Jax, trying to calm herself down, the sound of Roxas’ heart beating in the other room loudly apparent to her.

“You don’t know the first thing there is to know about love anyway, Jax. All you ever do is sleep around. So why not mind your own for once instead of worrying about me?” Ophelia held her own, waiting to see if Jax would finally back off.

Jax grit her teeth, screaming back at Ophelia with a retort "I AM NOT SCARED OF YOU OPHELIA..I…” She stopped at the second sentence, taking a step back. She listened to what she said, and her expression turned inward. She spoke softly, her tone pulled in as she hid her emotions, although the pain was apparent,“That was below the belt and you know it...I shouldn’t..I shouldn’t have been so mad, but you don’t know him, and you knew what you were doing when you drank from him. What it could mean. You are absolutely right, you want to fling yourself into this, fine. I will keep my mouth shut, but don’t talk to me about…” She looked up, her eyes watery, “A slut like me, probably wouldn’t even know what to say anyway.”

Ophelia’s nostrils flared slightly in response to everything Jax said, but she didn’t have the heart to say anything else, knowing she had hurt her at this point. “Fine,” was all she managed, and she opened up the door, thankful for the fact she usually hid her emotions well, in this case she would be embarrassed and her cheeks, were she human, would be pink. She made the short way into the kitchen and began making dinner for the three of them.

“How’s italian?” she turned her head to look over at everyone, her face completely expressionless, her eyes dull despite her being fully energized from feeding. Without waiting for anyone to respond, she began making dinner, her back turned to the group of them.

Jax watched her leave, and shut her eyes, trying to calm down. A few seconds later she came out and moved to sit on the chair to the left of the boys. She watched Ophelia in the kitchen, not offering to help as Hargul hopped over to sit in her lap. She pet him, her expression cold as she looked over at Morthos whispering an, "I’m sorry about that...” Her eyes never touched Roxas but the tension was there.

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"Hargul, don't you know Jax could damn you back to hell in an instant?" Ophelia mutters slightly, but notices that Roxas hid his face at Hargul's statement. "Shopping was good Jax. I got a new dress and a new arrow, with much thanks to Roxas. How was lunch? What did you eat?" she asked curiously, looking at her, grinning. Just then, Roxas asked Jax first for water, and then how her 'date' was, but stumbled. Instinctively now, Ophelia nearly reached her arm out to help him steady himself, but forced herself not to in fear of Jax noticing. In a way, she felt sad. She knew that it would happen. It was selfish, really. It's why she never fed from her victims first before killing them. She always killed them first, and then fed for the simple fact that a bond wouldn't be created. But now it's different. She wasn't sure what to do about it quite yet. Maybe she should talk to mom? No, she wouldn't want to do that. She could just hear the lecture already. She shook herself out a bit to focus on what was going on in front of her and she knew she had gotten herself into a world of trouble.

Instead of allowing Jax to get the water though, Ophelia walked bare foot over to the fridge and poured Roxas a glass of cold water, handing it to him gently, knowing Jax would still be in pain. "Here," she whispers, looking at his face for a long moment before looking back to Jax and Morthos.