"First off, what the hell is that meaning. Like seriously, what does it mean? Anyhow, my brother, Cam is going to talk to you while I go raid this place of jello cups." Marrin said, waving goodbye and walking out the door. "I'm sorry about her." Cam apologized to the both of them.
Erik watched her go, eyes widened before he looked back to Ryan, who looked bored of this, “What are you actually doing, Erik?” Erik looked to Cam in slight with eyes pleading for help. I knew this wasn’t going to work…
Com shrugged. "I actually have no clue what I'm supposed to do, but I'm Cameron Corspe. You can call me Cam." He said, holding a hand out to Ryan. "You want some chocolate though?" He asks.
Juliet looked at those teeth and shook her head. "And you can eat! I'll give that…" She patted his belly. "Where did all the food go?"
Zackary gave a tiny croon in happiness, tilting his head dog-like. He seemed to be enjoying the attention.
“Human food is very nice. It is nice and nutritious, not to mention tasty. Where it goes… I dunno.” He laughed a little and shrugged.
She looked at him, mirth dancing in her eyes as she listened to him croon once more. She loved that sound. "Wish I could eat like you do. I love food." She pouted playfully before she asked. "Hey, what's that sound you make? That rough sound."
Zackary crooned happily again, shutting his eyes. “That? It’s just what I do when I’m happy or worried.” He beamed, opening his eyes again.
"Huh." She smiled. "I like it. It sounds really nice." Juliet tucked a strand of black hair behind her ear and played with the strands of her sweater.
Zackary shrugged. “It just happens sometimes. People have told me I do it in my sleep.”
"Huh. Well that's something I won't mind hearing at night." she nudged Zack playfully. She put a hand on his knee and patted it. "Welcome to the family."
Zackary grinned. “I’m not sure if it’s true, but hey. Thanks. I’m really glad to be here.”
Juliet laughed lightly, the sound slowly turning to a yawn. "I mean it. I'm glad you're here. So is Qhuinn." She told Zackary, her voice heavy with gratitude. "I can only imagine what the years to come will be like…"
Zackary put his hand on hers, smiling warmly and gazing at her, into her eyes. “I can’t wait to see. Hopefully it’s well.”
Juliet sat there a moment, taking in the sight of the awe-inspiring steel gray eyes, one lighter than the other. How much would she enjoy looking into those eyes for the rest of her life? "I have no doubt…. it will be well…"
Zackary relaxed somewhat into the bed, his shoulders dropping in posture as he gazed into her eyes calmly. They were so warm, soft, round and… human.
Sariel's eyes had since directed themselves back down to Avilasa's hand, which she pulled away from the demon once they had arrived near the restaurant. Does she not trust me? Sariel wondered, following silently alongside Avilasa. Maybe she's bothered by what I am. The blonde thought, only somewhat bothered by this. She doesn't seem to be thinking of it anyway, so you shouldn't either. Sariel told herself, giving a quiet hum of agreement as to what Avilasa had said.
(Don't worry about it, I can understand internet troubles or just being busy.)
Avi opened the door and stood back, letting Sariel pass through first. "This place makes the best chinese in my opinion." She looked at the street and saw something that made her quickly draw up the hood of her sweater. "Let's get inside. Quickly."
Juliet broke the contact, her cheeks flushing with heat and warmth. She laughed, or more like choked, as she stood and stretched. "You- You sleep well… I've got to get up early… so I should probably get some sleep… after such an exciting day…" Juliet rambled, taking a few steps backwards before stumbling a bit.
Zackary rose after her and steadied her with a hand on the shoulder. “Easy, there. Get some rest. Don’t wake Qhuinn in the morning, he’ll be okay with me. Just bring him in here in case I’m still asleep.”
Or he could wake up and surprise her with breakfast…
She steadied. "Yeah, yeah uh- thanks." She took a step back. "I'll do that…" She took another before turning to head into her room. "Goodnight…" She closed the door.
Zackary smiled and curled his hands together. He was definitely making her breakfast the next morning.
“Good night.”
Juliet changed into pajamas, smiling to herself. So much had happened in one day… She could hardly take it all in. But, before she went to bed, she found herself checking in the mirror, craning her neck to see that mark. It was all real… She thought as she traced the tattoo with her finger. "It's all real…" she thought as she crawled into bed and slept.
Zackary sat on the bed but didn’t lay down. He unbuttoned the sleeve that was covering his arm and carefully pulled it up. The stab wound he made in himself was scabbed over already. He traced a finger over it slowly, his body twitching in rebellion of the pain. He ignored it and rested his finger over one of the stabs. It was the largest, first one. It hurt the most.
Sariel's eyes had since directed themselves back down to Avilasa's hand, which she pulled away from the demon once they had arrived near the restaurant. Does she not trust me? Sariel wondered, following silently alongside Avilasa. Maybe she's bothered by what I am. The blonde thought, only somewhat bothered by this. She doesn't seem to be thinking of it anyway, so you shouldn't either. Sariel told herself, giving a quiet hum of agreement as to what Avilasa had said.
(Don't worry about it, I can understand internet troubles or just being busy.)
Avi opened the door and stood back, letting Sariel pass through first. "This place makes the best chinese in my opinion." She looked at the street and saw something that made her quickly draw up the hood of her sweater. "Let's get inside. Quickly."
Sariel passed through the door and scanned over the interior of the restaurant. "Seems nice," she said, looking back at Avilasa. "If there is something bothering you, you need to tell me. I will take care of it, that's why I'm here."
Com shrugged. "I actually have no clue what I'm supposed to do, but I'm Cameron Corspe. You can call me Cam." He said, holding a hand out to Ryan. "You want some chocolate though?" He asks.
(Shoot, I thought I responded to this, sorry)
Ryan ignored the hand, laying back on his bed, “Unless it’s dosed with pot or something I don’t want anything you have.”
Erik gritted his teeth, “Ryan, you said you were done with that kind of stuff.” This was already turning out hopelessly, Erik was surprised he even expecting anything more.
"I dunno, my friend Brandi gave it to me… so it could be anything. Guess you just have to try it to see." Cam says with a small smile, Brandi was a local gang leader and one of the sweetest and deadliest people he knew.
Juliet's sleep had been fitful and torturous. Every hour or so she awoke to gasping breaths and sweat drenched sheets, desperate to grasp exactly where she was. Soon after a few episodes, she settled for not sleeping at all. She'd crawled out of bed, pulling her blanket along as well, and settled beside Qhuinn's crib. She watched him, peaceful and undisturbed.
