Crawkid

Things that go bump (Caits and Crawkid)

Elizabeth sat silent for a while. She couldn't argue withConnor's personal debt to the man. She couldn't argue with the condition he demanded. And she couldn't argue that he was coming to hunt down Connor- he probably believed that Connor had been turned.

Elizabeth was exhausted from all the emotional whiplash and the warm shower she had just gotten done with..she wasn't sure if she could fight against a hunter with a gun at this point. She sighed as she slowly unraveled the haircurlers from her hair, it wasn't because they were done, they were far from done- needing to be set in over night...but she'd be damned if she was going to be killed in hair curlers. he was two towns over, possibly....it wouldn't take him long to get there, the only reason why it took them so long was because they had things to do and pick up along the way. Connor needed to do his research too...Marl didn't. Elizabeth thought up strategies, assuming he was coming their way.

"He's hunting the vampire Connor." she said quietly. "It sounds like he's tired...and insistant that you broke your promise and are fleeing from him." she looked up at him, shaking the curls out of her wet hair in a way that it would speed up the drying process. It was possible that her exhaustion would show through, as she wouldn't even try to hide it as she was thinking through the situation. "You should go. Leave your car here...steal another...and I'll stay here...and sleep....it should buy you some time, and make him contact you again."

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Elizabeth was just about to suggest changing his appearance enough to not be recognized. She had gotten another bottle of black dye while she was out sometimes ago..and they could cut his har....though she honestly didn't want to do that. Thoughts of slipping her fingers through his messy hair popped up so suddenly, she had to turn away from the shock of her own thoughts.

Then the phone rung, and the old man spoke loud enough that she could hear both sides of the conversation. Certainly the fact that his less accepting hunter friend was coming for them was alarming...but ashe couldn't help but muse over the quiestion he had asked. It hit ehr then that Connor said he had almost been a vampire..and that Marl had given him dead man's blood to induce vomitting. That last bit had confused her before, but now she thought she figured it out.

She watched him a moment after he threw the phone down, wondeng what they would do. Marl seemed to be good enough to figure out it was Connor and where they might be. He would track them as long as he needed to, she was sure.

Slowly, she walked over and sat on her bed, facing him. "Vampire's blood, right?" she asked quietly, looking for his responce. "you were being turned when he got to you."

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Elizabeth blinked when he said something about there being a different forever. She didn't understand , because to her there was only one way to describe 'forever'.. She smiled and waved him off as he left, sending a small prayer to God for his safety.

During his time away, she stripped and refolded her new change of clothes so they weren't all wrinkly when she got out of the shower. While she hummed it the luke warm shower, she thought of many things. Connor was more safety oriented than he had been before. She frowned, why did that bother her. She stared at the shower head nozzle for a moment beofre groaning to ehrself. The man from last night. Usually, she would have said that someone could have broken in after they left but that only worked when you checked out...and she was so shocked by her own doing that she had rushed them out of there...thus causing them to flee before actually checking out.

She knew that she and connor had gone through measures not to be traced, but now they would be suspects in his death, and she wasn't sure if she and connor had been non-descript enough. She was glad now that her tattoo had been covered up.

Thank you God, for giving me foresight.

if only she had had enough foresight to allow time for them to check out. She paused, the key to their room still had to be in the car of his coat pocket. That would need to be addressed. No evidence..no evidence. As she ended her shower, she stepped out, dried off, and checked her hair color. She was pleased to note that her special shampoo had dulled down the color from the black it had been to a dark brown. It would be enough of a difference for her not to get picked out. She pulled out some small hair curlers she had packed into her purse just in case this happened. a three hundred year old vampire had to have he ways of disappearing after all...and a curly brunette was a lot different than a straight haired raven.

She pulled out her makeup set and was considering what kind she'd wear this time when she heard the door close harder than was usual, when she peaked out, she also heard a click. That wasn't good news. her mind rushed, taking in his appearance out of habit. They might need to make him disappear too.

"How bad is it?"

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When he placed his hand where her heart was, she wished that it could beat right then and there so that he could feel i like she did every time she touched his chest. It wouldn't, but she didn't cry. She knew they were growing closer to their goal, and the sound of his conviction soothed her even more. Someday, it would beat for him to feel.

Her other hand found his when he reached up to push away her hair. She too felt perfectly fine just staying there, sitting on top of him, and expressing her feelings for him through a silent language they seemed to have suddenly developed. When her voiced the same feelings,however, she only grinned at him.

"You say that now, but 'forever' is a long time." she reminded him, making a slight reference to her age though she was nowhere near infinity years old.

She slipped off of him, with some reluctance, and patted his knee. "I have to rest now,...if only to give you time to do your work. Remember, I left some cash for you in your car. It should make it easier for you to do what you have to." she paused, almost in thought. "Actually...I'm going to take a proper shower while we are here. I'm going to get tired of the smell of 'lake' soon." she said, wrinkling her nose in jest.

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She laughed into the kiss a bit as they fell onto the bed, but it remained a very good kiss. When he had to pull away, the poor human, she kept their foreheads touching a bit, enjoying every bit of contact. Finally she sat up and looked him over, practically grinning and laughed again at how cute and flushed he looked.

Finally, after she had her laugh, she took a deep breath 9even though, yes, she doesn't technically need to breathe) and sighed a great, happy sigh. She placed her hand over his heart, feeling its rapid beat through her finger tips. "I also want things to happen." She told him, feeling like it would be good to cement things between them. "Lots of things...maybe...sharing a heartbeat...someday, even." She would have blushed if her body allowed for it.

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She nodded, getting the idea that things are going to be harder for them now. but on the birhgt side, she told herself, they would save money.

As if a vampire as old as herself needed to save money.

"You plan what you need to then," she said, pulling out the wad of money from before and setting it on the dashboard, "I'll make sure not to unpack , so that I'm ready when you are."

She followed him inside, waiting for him to set everything down and do his usual sweep of the place. But she closed the door and looked at him, looking a bit like a mischevious sort of predator but not like she did when she was hungry for blood. she slowly stalked towards him, knowing that she wasn't going to take no for an answer for what she had in mind. a little closer and she pounced! Right onto him/ into his arms. Her kiss was as hungry as his had been before, but longer, because she was hungrier.

He may have been a nice guy forced to be alone for 4 years after nearly dying...but she was an adventurous socialite who was forced to be alone for several hundred years after actually dying.

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It was a long, silent drive. Very silent. Very long.

Even though it took those couple hours until the sun started peeking up for them to get to town, and she had had that long to think things over...she still could think straight enough to figure out what to do or say. She felt that he deserved something, she wasn't punishing him for anything. But there was nothing she could think of.

She almost jumped when his voice broke the silence, imagining that she heart would be going like a racehorse if it still worked. She didn't want to get her hopes up though, so she didn't look directly at him as he spoke.

But when he had gotten done, she felt an emottional sort of warmth well within her and she smiled. Not only did he finally say that he wasn't dead,but he said that she wasn't either. It didn't mean quite the same thing to her, since she had technically died, but she found herself incredibly happy that he said that...and, in his own way, that he wanted to be with her. She looked over, still smiling, and gently laid her hand on his . It wasn't enough to disturb any of his driving, but enough to just be able to touch him, to have that connection.

"I'm glad." she said finally, "because I feel alive. "

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She turned to him with a sense of eagerness that she never saw coming, and that excitement built up and joined togetehr soemwhat with nervousness as he came towards her. He tried to speak, she tried to listen - but instead she just ended up in his arms and she lost her head, feeling swept away as they met for another, though more intensive kiss.

She was human again, completely alive. Not only that, but everything around her ceased to exist as he gave her his physical confession of his feelings.

Soon it ended, and he found herself on the ground again, outside in the dark, and watching him walk away. she stood and stared at nothing in particular for a moment. Her mind barely registered the sound of the car getting unlocked and the door opening and shutting. it took a bit for the message to get all the way through, and when it did she complied silently,getting in and buckling up. She continued to stare infront of her though, unsure of what to do or say. Where should she go from here? It felt like anything she would do or say would break the remnants of magic she felt between them.

What does a person do or say after they've had a reality altering kiss?

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For one moment, his warm body engulfed her. She was close enough to feel it start to soak in and she could feel his strong hearbeat against her. For one moment, her mind reached out and could imagine that she was human again. She fell in love with that moment.

But it was just a moment, and she felt herself being pushed away - her moment of humanity litterally ripped away from her.

She quickly regained her balance and looked to him, trying to scope out what was going on, what feelings he might be displaying to give her a sense of what to do next. But he just turned from her, and she heard some vague words. Part of her was happy, part of her was sad, she was definitely disappointed....but, even though she thought she should feel hurt by his rejection, she didn't. A calm-ish, but sad understanding came over her. They couldn't be together like that.

Well...there were no more issues -besides the fact they couldn't be together- so she refocussed herself around why they were so far away from her apartment in the first place. She looked to the sky, it wasn't quite ligh yet. But the birds were chirping, a sure sign that sunrise would be soon. She looked over to him, and reached out to rub his shoulder. He had turned away so maybe she shouldn't have...but she wanted him to know that it was alright, that she wasn't angry or upset.

"Come on. We should get to wherever we're going so that we can rest. I took my medicine, so you shouldn't feel too rushed." She told him, gently, like a kid who had scraped their knee. She used that soft, almost motherly tone, because she wasn't sure if anything else was appropriate to get him out of his thoughts about them and get back to business.

And with that, she gathered what she had set down to talk to him and walked over to the other side of the car.

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When he revealed his bite marks, Elizabeth was almost overwhelmed by the feeling that some other vampiress had touched him, and found that she had the desire to bite over those marks to claim him as hers...what a strange feeling that was.

Luckily, or unluckily, she was drawn away from those thoughts. She listened to him again. Listened to his pessimism again. Her body grew tense, her grip tightened as she found herself angered by what he was saying. Not because he was forced into a certain life, but because he was saying that he had no choices in that life - when she knew better because she was one of those choices. She was about to quite literally bite his head off because of the shit he was talking about. She found it offensive not only to her one and only dream, but to the kind grace of God that her had received that she felt denied of and had to suffer that denial for three centuries. She was so into it that she considered giving him a life or death ultimatum, a chance to end the misery he so claimed to have....even if it would cost her her soul.

But just as she felt a tightening in her chest, a goodbye to her future...she caught herself looking down at his chest, her ears attuned to it from earlier. She grew less tense, her grip loosening. She let go of his face but kept him there. His heart was back to being even. It had been fluttering a little bit ago, when she touched his chest. Soon, she felt that she understood what was actually going on. He had invited her along with the promise of converting her even though he didn't have to, he returned her kindnesses, he didn't kill her right away when started to get dangerous, he purposefully kept her alive....he even technically killed a man for her.

A small smile and a sense of calm over took her, and again, she placed her hand over his heart. "Stop pretending that you're dead." she told him, looking back into his eyes and leaning up and in. "because you're not."

She closed the distance even more, the space between them being destroyed with a gentle kiss.