Vengeance... Or Revenge?

[Bucks23]

Jasper:

It was late at night. Outside the sounds of the city were muffled by the thick windows of his little apartment above his little shop. Life for Jasper Coltrane was simple and he was more than content with that. Simple apart from when his grandson showed up, Jasper mused to himself and smiled slightly. He eased his old and withered body down into his favourite arm chair and let out a quiet sigh as he came to relax in the dark. He knew that his shop downstairs was fine in Noah's hands, it ended up being his responsibility more and more often these days anyway. Jasper felt guilty at keeping the half Angel by his side. Call it an old man's selfish need to keep some company. Ofcourse the half angel would be able to go out in the world and do things more important than run a convenience store, but for some reason the pair of them felt right together. Jasper loved Noah like his own son and he knew Noah found that absent father figure in him. It just worked.

Lacing his fingers together and resting his hands on his belly, Jasper allowed himself to slip off into a contented sleep, the wall behind him filled with photographs of him and his real son during their time serving their county. Shiny polished medals adorned the plaster beside them celebrating the life and times of a hero...

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Rhidian:

“F**k.”

…Rhidian cursed loudly, staring darkly at the road ahead as he careered a corner with his cayman like a madman. One hand gripped the top of the wheel while the other was busy pressing a blood stained bandage to the side of his neck. He had dark circles under his eyes from the last few alcohol fuelled days and sleepless nights and had an assortment of bruises on his face and body from the ensuing punch up that occurred in that sleazy strip club. Of course Rhidian would argue that none of it was his fault, he didn't ask the stripper to be a vampire and help herself to the artery in his neck... but then perhaps he didn't have to slap her backside as hard as he had.

The rest of Rhidian's journey to his Grandfather's home was pretty much a blur. If He had run anyone over on the way he would have to pretend to give a sh1t about that later. Right now all he wanted to do was let himself in to a warm bed and recover from his tragic ordeal for the next few days. Then he would be back in Final Fantasy City in top form.

Using his key, Rhidian let himself quietly into the back way and headed up the stairs to the apartment that was situated above Jasper's little shop. The apartment was dark, no lights were on as Rhidian went straight into the bathroom. Turning on the light he winced at his reflection and turned his face to each side as he examined the swelling under his left eye. Someone cracked him a good one there and it would hurt like an SOB when he came down off his high and sobered up in the morning. Stripping off his shirt, the light from the ceiling illuminated a thin but very toned frame. His looks very important to him, Rhidian kept in athletic shape and was already having sour thoughts about the beating his face had taken. But chicks digged the rugged type didn't they? Surely a bruise or a scar or two would lend him a macho edge.

“F**K.”

Rhidian grumbled as he tasted the coppery tang of blood and spat a tooth out into the sink. He frowned angrily at his reflection, no longer able to seek comfort with his hope to appear rugged. His Grandfather's words rang in his head, all those speeches about changing his ways and settling down. That his lifestyle would see him to an early grave...

Rhidian discarded the thoughts and hissed painfully through clenched teeth as he eased his stained shirt back over his broad shoulders. Leaving the ruined material open at the front he covered the twin fang marks on his neck with a plaster and turned the light off as he stepped out of the bathroom. He heard the door to the stairs opening and knew someone was coming. Too late to duck inside the spare room, Rhidian turned to face who it was and cursed under his breath as he found himself looking at Noah Blaze...

“F**K.”

[Lady Amira Nuit]

(OOC: FYI Pete. Cassie is going nuts over what your character looks like.)

As Noah walked into the door he heard noses coming from upstairs. With a heavy sigh he could only image who it was sense he knew he left Jasper in his favorite chair. Walking up the stairs he saw Rhidian suddenly spin towards him with blood dripping from his neck.

Rhidian was about to speak when Noah through up his hand and said, "I don't want to know. Let's just get you fixed up."

Noah headed into the bathroom and saw he was low on supplies so he grabbed what he had and headed into Rhidians room. "Let's take a look."

As he pulled the bandage away he saw it was deeper then he hoped it was. "Dammit Rhidian! How many f*cking times. No never mind. I need to run down to the drug store because you need to be stitched up." Noah grabbed a bottle of whiskey he also grabbed from the kitchen. "Drink some of this to numb the pain. I will be back soon."

Noah closed the door behind him and then headed for the stairs. Shaking his head he was unsure of what to do about him. Jasper who was Rhidian's grandfather wanted his grandson to be clean. To stop f*cking up his life so he could be a some body in stead of the loser he was. It sadden Noah because he wished he had a better relationship with his own father. But being who he was that could never happen. He was happy he found a father in Jasper just as Jasper found a son in him.

As Noah jumped into his car he headed down to the nearest drug store. Thinking about Jasper he felt the old man deserved so much more than this. He was just glad they found each other.

Pulling up to the store he got out and headed inside. Grabbing what he needed he headed back out to his car and was about ready to leave when a very beautiful woman walked past his car and entered the store. Suddenly three thug looking vampires appeared out of no where and entered the store. There was no question in Noah's head why they entered after the young woman but Noah being the gentleman he is he stepped back out of his car and headed inside.

.......

Hayden waited outside in his black BMW as he watched her leave her place. Determined to keep his eye on her he felt the need to introduce himself but decided it wasn't time yet. That he had to wait just a bit longer. So as she left he told his driver Higgins to follower.

As they ended up at a local drug store he began to wonder why she was here. Was she hurt?

Suddenly he saw three vampires enter the store after her and knew what was to come. He started to get out when he saw a young man exit his own vehicle and stopped. He crused under his breathe as he sat back and waited. The timing was horrible now. He should have said hello back at her place and in realizing his mistake he had to figure out how to get her away from that stupid half breed. Formulating a plan he just waited as he knew the young man as Noah Blaze be her knight in shining armor then await to make his move when the time was right.

[Diederich]

(CHRIS EVANS!!!!!!!!!!)
Sybille had headed to the drug store simply for something simple; alcohol. However, drinking alcohol was out of the question, as her palette was simply accustomed to her vintage tastes. She'd been just grabbing two bottles of it simply in order to restock her medical supply. Though, she herself did not need it, her visitors would. If she would have any, that is. Unfortunately, her old Aryan blood made her thin more in depth for casual as well as pressured situations.

Her senses were going haywire when she'd noticed that she was being intently followed. Looking over her shoulder, she simply watched the three vampires. She knew that they were not normal, but she'd never would have believed they were vampires. Humans in costumes perhaps, but not vampires. Turning about on her heel, she simply gave them her simple iced glare. They'd already pissed her off.

"May I help you?", she'd say, her voice filled with a thick German accent, one that could melt a man's heart. Her voice was eloquent and flowed with ease. Even though she could form English sentences and words perfectly, she'd retained her German accent.

She didn't quite know how to take on a vampire, though she'd assume it was like every other story book tale. But, another part of her wanted to say otherwise. How would she do battle with a vampire?

Well, it was nothing too terribly dire for her. Her healing factor came in handy, but would vampires know where to go to attack a demon? Or maybe it was something else they wanted. Maybe some company? She didn't know, but she was willing to defend herself in any type of way she needed to. In that moment she saw a striking young man, which she figured was also apart of the group. She had sighed, though she knew not how terribly wrong she was.

[Lady Amira Nuit]

(OOC: *Shakes head* See buddy. See what you started. At work she just kept repeating this making me laugh. LOL.)

Noah entered the store and told the cashier behind the counter to disappear. Walking up behind the vampires they did not see him yet so he ducked behind another aisle waiting as he listened for the right moment to help.

The lead vampire who had a red moe hawk and a nose ring said,"Hey, baby. Yeah, you can help me. I have a hunger only a Dracula like you can fill." The other two vampires standing behind him laughed and high five each other like the idiots they were. He took a step closer towards her. "Let's go find a bed some where and I promise I won't bite." He rushed at her then as Noah turned the corner and braced himself for the tackle. The vampire was shocked which gave Noah the opportunity to head butt him in the nose breaking it. The vampire jumped to his feet as he held his nose, "You broke it. You motherf*cker!" Blood was spewing out between his fingers and all over his chest. He rushed over to his two buddies as they were trying to make sure that their leader was alright, he yelled at them to go kick Noah's a$$.

Noah turned grabbing the girl by the arm, they rushed to the back of the store as he said, "I just want to help you. If you have any kind of weapons on you I suggest you use it on the guy with the green hair. I will deal with the big guy." He turned as the one he called big guy caught him by surprised as he bunched Noah across the face sending him falling back into the wall. Noah's head was spinning as the vampire grabbed his ankles and started to drag him towards the door which meant Noah had to think fast. Looking around he saw a bottle of itching powered and opened it. As the vampire picked him up off the ground Noah threw it is his face. The vampire began to scream as he let go of Noah sending him crashing to the ground.

"Two down and one to go," Noah said out loud to himself. Looking towards the girl it had seemed she had everything under control. The vampire was a pile of dust.

Smiling he walked over to her and said, "I am not sure what you used but from the ashes it looks like it hurt." He then asked, "Are you okay? None of them hurt you did they?" He couldn't tell if she was hurt or not. It didn't seem so but one could never tell for sure. He then turned and watched the other two vampires running out of the store. They might be back and in bigger numbers but for now they didn't need to rush.

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Hayden watched as the two of the vampires that enter the drug store came rushes out of the building. Not surprised that both were hurt he was surprised to only see two. Knowing what young Blaze was he wasn't aloud to kill then he smiled realizing it had to been his girl. Smiling at the thought the two vampires were walking past his car cursing under their breathes when Hayden rolled down the window.

"Uh, excuse me gentlemen but may I have but a word with you both."

The two vampires looked at one another then walked over to the car. "What do you want old man?" Said red moe hawk.

Hayden pulled out a gun and pointed it at them both. "Are you going to listen or not?"

"Okay, okay please just calm down."

"Oh, I am calm. I just want to give you my card," Hayden said giving them a business card with this number on it. "When you get back to your clan I want you to tell them and then give me a call. I will give you the information on where that young man lives."

The vampires shared a glance then looked back at him. "What's in it for you?"

"Only that if you harm that girl that is with him I will force you to live a life of hell."

"Done." Both turned and disappeared.

Hayden rolled up the window and awaited for them to exit. He was going to keep following her until he right moment showed itself to him so he could take her away from all this and back to his castle because he spent to much time and waited to long not for her to become his own.

[Diederich]

Scoffing, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Since when did men become such pigs? Where was the charm anymore? Disappointed, and moderately annoyed, she her steps began to move backward. However, her eyes remained firm. It was simply what she was used to, to never show emotion, and to never be read by an enemy. Which is perhaps why she got so high in her ranks, and perhaps Erich in his. Though, she jumped back a pace when she heard Noah running in her general direction, her face seeming a mixture of anger and confusion.

Why in the hell was this odd man helping her? Snapping back to reality, she saw one swiftly approach her, as she simply ripped her dagger through the vampire's chest. The dagger being steel, with a mix of silver plating, obviously had generously affected the vampire. Watching as the creature fell to it's demise, she stared at it with an eyebrow raised, but said nothing to Noah as he had suddenly grabbed her.

Quietly, she watched him, an aura about him that simply made her ill. Something pure. Something she was not used to. When Noah had finally claimed his victory, she looked up at him. "No, none of them hurt me", she'd simply say, the thick accent filling her tone again. She wasn't a woman of many words when it came to strangers. Even as an officer, the only two people she fully trusted to be herself around, was Erich and Amon. Both of which were long gone, and six feet under. However, something had wrapped itself around her. A sensation, no, a feeling.

It was eerie, and had become her, like she was being watched. Her eyes simply saw a glimpse of the vampires who escaped, with another man. He was strange. And there was no trust for him in her being. In fact, she wanted to avoid him the best she could, she could sense something amiss with him. It was not a feeling she'd want to explore.

Turning her head back to Noah, her platinum hair falling loosely from her shoulders, was tossed slightly from the excitement that just ensued. "Would you mind being my company for a while? This place is very foreign to me", she'd say, her voice in it's usual sultry tone, along with that accent. The emblem of the Schutzstaffel on her dagger, she'd quickly sheathe it and return it to the pocket of her coat, where her hands found themselves at home. In truth, she felt like she was meant to be with Noah, as if he were to take her someplace. Someplace where her presence was known, and pivotal.

[Bucks23]

(OOC: Aye, It's meant to be him. Whoever put the drawing on Deviant Art got the likeness down then LOL Glad you find his appearance appealing. I love the way you've described Sybille's accent Diederich, I can virtually hear how she would sound in my head. Wow you guys work together huh? Cool.)

Left to his own devices In the spare room, Rhidian gripped the bottle of whiskey in his hand so tightly his grazed knuckles turned white. He had to fight to resist the urge to hurl the bottle at the door Noah had closed behind him. Closing his eyes, his jaw clenched visibly under his skin as he ground his teeth together, wrestling with some personal inner demons... before suddenly letting out a calming breath.

Rhidian opened his eyes once again and his deep blue orbs scanned slowly about his room. Well, what used to be his room. It was now referred to as the spare room due to his more constant absences over the years but it still had most of his stuff. It seemed Jasper was still alive, surely Noah would have told him if the old timer had finally kicked the bucket. Rhidian wondered briefly how he would have reacted to that bit of news. Would he be upset? Would he even care? Feeling an unfamiliar pang of guilt that gnawed away at his stomach with more savagery than his sudden craving for pancakes Rhidian decided to turn his mind away from those depressing thoughts and took a nice long swig of the whiskey.

Approaching the simple night stand, Rhidian put the bottle down on the varnished wooden surface with a dull clonk and clicked on the lamp as he opened the first drawer. He dug out a fresh set of clothes and stripped off his ripped and blood stained garments. The white T-shirt he changed into fit snugly over his lean muscled torso and he stepped into a pair of dark grey sweatpants. The carpet felt warm against the soles of his bare feet as he tucked the cords that hung from the front of his pants behind his waistband. As he finished this, something in the drawer that had been beneath the clothes suddenly caught his eye. A photograph.

Once it had dominated with pride of place in a frame above the living room fireplace. But that had been another home, another time. Now the crumbled old bit of paper rested in Rhidian's hand as he perched himself on the edge of the bed and frowned unhappily as he gazed down at it.

The photograph showed two men and a boy. The oldest man in the photograph was Jasper. The second, much younger man, was called Chet... Rhidian's father. The man was beaming proudly towards the camera wearing his military uniform, his hand resting on the young boy's shoulder who stood before him. Rhidian Coltrane was that boy and he was clutching a toy gun as he was already filled with big dreams about following in his ancestors footsteps and becoming a soldier just like his old man.

Rhidian scowled and took another deep swig of whiskey as he remembered what Jasper was like growing up... full of that brainwashing spiel about a man having to do his duty for his country. Rhidian learned different when his mother received that letter informing them that Chet Coltrane had died valiantly in battle. That was when Rhidian's dreams changed.

“Noah?”

Rhidian started, he stood up at the sound of his grandfather's voice calling from outside the room. He dropped the bottle of whiskey in the process and it landed with the strong liqueur spilling out onto the carpet.

“Aw sh1t.” Rhidian muttered and stooped to pick it up as the door opened behind him.

Jasper Coltrane looked in and his bushy white eye brows raised with surprise. “What are you doing here?” He couldn't help but ask the question. His eyes spied the bottle of alcohol his grandson was trying to gather up and he exhaled angrily, his nostrils flaring with the expression.

Rhidian turned his head to fake-grin over his shoulder from where he crouched on the floor up at the old man. “Nice to see you too, Jasper.” He said, for many years preferring to use his name to address him rather than his family title.

Jasper sighed with exasperation and turned to make his way to the kitchen. “I'll pop the kettle on. Let's hear it over a cuppa... and you can leave that blo0dy stuff right there on the desk.”

Rhidian stood up, putting the bottle of alcohol down on the desk before following the old man towards the kitchen. Whether he was about to receive a grilling or an attempt at a heart to heart he didn't know... but somewhere deep down, Rhidian knew he owed the old man to hear him out before the inevitable couple of nights ahead where they would just avoid each other before Rhidian made his way back to Final Fantasy city. Some things just never changed...

[Lady Amira Nuit]

Noah smiled at her words. Pleased that he gained her trust his mind suddenly went to Rhidian. "Well, I wish not to leave you alone believe me but the reason I am here is because one of my friends got hurt in a fight and I came here to get supplies. If you want you can come with me so I can attend to him but if not I understand. I don't want you to feel unsafe or anything like that." To his delight she agreed so he lead her to his car. Opening the door for her she got in and headed around to the other side. Looking around he saw a black BMW that was parked out on the street. His senses started screaming at him to check it out but sense he just just faced some vampires he really didn't want to fight anyone else. Besides Rhidian was still waiting for him. So he got into the driver side, started it up, and headed back to food market.

"By the way my name is Noah Blaze," he said as they headed back towards the food market.

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Hayden felt them sense him and awaited for them to pass him up before he order his driver to follow them at a safe distance. He had to stay on their tail to make sure the right moment showed itself to him which didn't seem like it was going to show itself anytime soon. Hell he was a demon so he had all the time in the world. He just had to be patient.

[Diederich]

The German had simply raised a brow at the man before her. "Sounds like quite a man", she'd simply say. Sarcasm to her tone, even though her accent seemed to hide it well enough. She tried joking before, and it didn't suit her. That was not in her comfort zone. Entering the vehicle, she sat quietly in the seat, and stared outside the window as various building's passed by. Her posture was prim and proper; leg's closed, feet flat, back perfectly straight, and her hands had curled themselves around each other in her lap.

Though, her head had turned when Noah had finally revealed himself to her. A small smile escaped her, "My name is Sybille Diederich." Clearly, to Noah, she was not from here. Her sense of direction, accent, and her sense simply gave that away.

[Lady Amira Nuit]

Noah smiled at her and he stole a glance every wants in awhile in her direction. "I am glad are paths have crossed Ms. Diederich." He was really was one for being a full gentleman. Never calling anyone by their first name unless they asked him not to or if he got to know them better. Until then he would use her last name. "By the way I like your accent. It's something I have never heard before in these parts." He was trying his best to make small talk and small it was because few minutes later he pulled up to the food market. "Well, this is it," he said stepping out of the car. Running around to the other side he opened the door for her even though she seemed like she wasn't use to such things. It was habit to him and nothing would change him.

"Well we will head towards the back. My friend is in the apartment above the store." He grabbed the supplies from the back seat and lead her to the back door. As they entered he closed the door behind them and was about to speak to her when suddenly heard Jasper's voice. With a heavy sigh he said, "Stay behind me." He lead her up the stairs and into the kitchen where he found Jasper speaking to Rhidian.

He turned towards Diederich and whispered, "Follow me." He moved past her and lead her to his room. On entering he closed the door and said, "I am sorry for being so hush hush but I thought the old man was going to be out until tomorrow. He is very sweet and like a father to me. Never had I brought a woman back here so I don't want him to get the wrong idea. If you do not mind I think we will wait here until he is done speaking with his son before I interrupt. It has been a long time sense they had spoken. I dont want them to pass on it."

He walked over to dresser and offered her some whiskey. She gladly excepted. He poured and handed her the glass. "So," he whispered, "How does a woman like yourself end up in a place like this?" He took a swig and awaited her answer.

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Hayden's BMW parked outside the little food market. He smiled as he realized who Noah knew and why they were hear. Someone upstairs set this up. "You son of a b*tch!" He said out loud. "She belongs to me! She always has. You're stupid little angel can't keep her from me. Being half human he will die. I'll make sure of that!" He knew he was listening but couldn't interfere or at least he wasn't suppose too. If he did the Hayden knew how to destroy him. He would make sure he did it. As he watched the building his phone suddenly rang. Looking at the caller idea he smiled.

"Tell me good news," he purred into the phone.

"Everyone is awaiting your orders sir," the voice on the other end said.

"Good. Tell them to stand by. When the timing shows itself I will have you charge in."

"Yes sir."

"Oh, and lily," he said purred into the phone, his breathing turn heavy, "What are you wearing?"

"Nothing," she said as she hung up.

'Tease,' he thought to himself. How he couldn't wait to f*ck her again. He looked back out at the building. All was still and he was getting very tired of just waiting for his prize. "Soon," he said looking at one of the top floor windows. He could hardly wait.

[Bucks23]

The conversation had been going well between Jasper and Rhidian in the kitchen. So far not a single word had been spoken but at least that meant they weren't arguing or shouting at each other. Truth be told that Jasper wasn't as young as he used to be and the fight just wasn't in him any more.

The two men sat in silence, broken only by a nearby ticking clock, and sipped at their coffee. Though Jasper had offered to hear what had caused Rhidian to return this time, the younger man didn't volunteer any information. Instead he suffered the growing headache that throbbed away in his temples and silently cursed himself for not bringing that bottle of JD in here with him. He just sat with his elbows on the table and his head resting on the knuckles of his left hand, watching as a lazy plume of smoke rose from the black contents of an old mug.

Rhidian could feel his grandfather's eyes on him, judging him. Eventually he decided if he didn't say something the pounding in his head would make him snap.

“It'll just be for a night or two, then I'll be on my way.” Rhidian said, eyes still on the table.

Jasper tutted and leaned back in his chair. “You headin' back to Fantasy City then?”

“Yeah. I got a life there y'know.” Rhidian snorted, then screwed his face up as he rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. “This goddamned headache!” He growled.

“I got something for that.” Jasper said. He pointed to a cupboard. “There's some painkillers in there.”

Rhidian scraped his chair backwards and stood up. He was rummaging through the cupboard when he heard doors opening and closing somewhere. It seemed Noah had finally returned, it was a good job he hadn't been bleeding to death because something had certainly detained the half angel.

He turned his head and saw Noah quickly retreating from the kitchen, it seemed he wanted to give Jasper and himself some privacy which was understandable. Jasper seemed not to have noticed Noah's return and instead was getting up from his chair and pulling something out of his pocket.

“I don't approve of the way you choose to live your life, but...” He pushed a small roll of cash notes into his grandson's hand. “... It's my responsibility to look out for you when I can so take this, it's all I can spare at the moment. Business is getting slow these days.”

“Thanks.” Rhidian muttered, looking down at the money in his hand that he wasn't too proud to accept.

“Now I'm going to bed. Noah has your old room so you can take the couch. You'll find a spare blanket and pillow in your old wardrobe.”

“Right. Okay.” Rhidian answered, his face slightly reddened with anger.

Jasper poured what was left of both coffees down the sink without asking if Rhidian was finished and went off to his room to retire for the evening.

Rhidian went to what was now Noah's room and paused outside the door for a moment. He could hear voices inside the room speaking quietly, Noah and a female with an unusual accent. Rhidian smirked to himself, the half Angel wasn't completely a goody-two-shoes any more then, he had been spending too much time around us low born humans. Sneaking some chick back to his pad behind Jasper's back. That was the kind of thing Rhidian used to do. He wondered what kind of woman would get Noah's attention, would she be a hottie?

He knocked on the door and waited, stuffing the money Jasper had given him into a pocket of his sweatpants.

[Diederich]

The Aryan had simply looked at Noah just as he did her, every once in a while. Though, she was more taken by the city at the moment, as it passed her by. Though when he spoke she was taken aback by his words.

"I am from Germany...", she'd simply say, then continued on, "And why are you happy about that?" She was genuinely curious. Normally, men would come to her for one reason. A common reason that was never obliged. Though, with the way she dressed and the certain air about her, it wasn't all that surprising. A sultry tone and makeup could do wonders for any man, so it seemed. At least, from what she'd seen in this city.

Getting up out of the car, she stood and took her purse with her. Following him around the back, she'd be as quiet as she could following the half-breed. Her senses knew what he was, she could practically taste the sweet innocence coming from him. It was cute, in it's own way. However, her mind wandered, she'd love to taint that innocence. It was apart of her, everything good, had to be tainted in some way. Ever since her soul was sold, it was always apart of her mind set; break this, scare them, kill her, f*ck him, destroy that.

Entering Noah's room, she'd look around a bit, taking a seat on the bed. When he offered her whiskey, she felt grateful. Alcohol sounded lovely. Taking a large gulp, she swallowed it with no problem. The taste was delicious, and with ease she'd down the rest of the glass in mere seconds. Alcohol had been her best friend.

"I have never been accepted in any city I've been to", she'd say. It was true. But she didn't want to give away herself yet, not to a half-breed angel. Oh, no. She'd want to take away that innocence first before she'd say a word.

Hearing the knock, her head had turned to the door, as her eyes then looked at Noah from the corner of her eye, "Expecting someone other than me?"

[Lady Amira Nuit]

Noah watched Sybille down her drink in one shot. He wished he could do that himself but he couldn't. Being part human if he downed it like she did then he would be flat on his back. Their was no telling what she would do to him. As he listened to her words he held up his glass as he said, "Welcome to City of the Damned Ms. Diederich. I hope you enjoy your stay." He smirked as he took a sip then was surprised when a knock came at the door. Cursing in his head that it was probably Rhidian he sat his glass down and opened the door.

"Oh, uh Rhidian. I guess you had a nice talk then," He said as he saw him staring at Sybille and hated that he was. "Uh, Ms. Diederich this is Rhidian. The friend I was telling you about." He then looked towards Rhidian and said, "Rhidian this is Ms. Diederich. I met her at the drug store when some under class followed her into the store. I was about to leave when I decided to help her out and now she is here."

The look on Rhidian was pure animal lust. He wished he could be like him but Noah being half angel never took to his needs even though being half human he had them. He did other things to keep his mind of such thoughts but meeting Sybille there was just something about her that he liked. Suddenly turning to Rhidian, he looked at his neck and realized he still needed to fix him up so he had Rhidian pull over a chair of which he faced towards Sybille, Noah realized he needed some towels and hot water. "I need to go to the kitchen for a moment. I'll be right back." He leaned down and whispered into Rhidian ear saying, "And for once in your life be a gentleman." Then he disappeared hating to leave the two of them alone but he had no choice. He just hoped Rhidian didn't get her pants off while he was gone because he himself wanted too. Shaking his head of such a thought again he began to grab what he needed to help his friend.

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Hayden sat his car as he looked up at the top floor window. An old man stood looking out at the world before him. Hayden wondered who he was then thought that he had to be the store owner. Trying to connect Noah to why he was now within all this madness Hayden couldn't help his gaze on the old man's face. Something about his face and his eyes seemed so familiar to him that suddenly Hayden realized who he was and almost started to panic.

"No," he murmured to himself, "It can't be. How?" It had seemed someone had joined their fates together which would send Hayden's world crashing to hell. He had plan this for far to long and come to damn far for anyone to take this away from him now. So as he sat back he closed his eyes and a form of himself appeared in Jasper's bedroom. He stood looking at the old man's back as he still stared out the window before him.

He thought about just stabbing the old man in the back here and now but that could be to low even for Hayden. The old man had stayed hidden for so long that Hayden felt an honorary death suited him.

"Hello, Jasper," Hayden began, "It's been a very long time. I've missed you. After that battle in that horrifying place as you offered your soul so you could live to do my biding. Then you spoke to the young man which was my mistake. I should have looked deeper into your soul and sense then I hadn't made that mistake twice. But you costed me. I thought you even to be what I was looking for to lead my army but you vanished. Now, I see why. You made a life for yourself and Noah Blaze? Come on Jasper and wake up. A life time of evil and you think by taking in that little bastered will change anything! You're hands are dirty and your soul is tainted. It's time Jasper for you to join the others where you belong."

He really did hate to see the old man die but he had no choice. If he would talked to her then Hayden's world and everything he had worked for up until this moment would be destroyed. He couldn't take that chance. Jasper had to die. He just didn't know how to do it. Maybe a heart attack? That's believe, right? But for the moment the old man earned the right to say is piece. So Hayden would let him before he finished him off for good.

[Bucks23]

(OOC: I don't remember anything about Jasper selling his soul. I'll just roll with it anyway LOL.)

Most people would have jumped at the sound of a voice behind them in a room they had previously been thought alone. However Jasper had been expecting the demon since the first day he had encountered him... so many years ago. He knew he would cross his path again.
Turning slowly to face the demon, he stared at him and listened to the poisonous words spoken.

“It was war and I was a hero.” Jasper defended himself, waving his hand over to a war memorial that hung on the wall. “I did what I had to do and you took advantage of me... and the others.” He smiled slightly. “I didn't take Noah in to try and save myself. I knew I was damned since the first moment I allowed you to taint me...I took Noah in because he needed someone and we completed each other. The Half Angel is beyond your reach and has nothing to do with this. With us.”

Jasper picked up a framed picture that he kept on the nightstand. A photograph of Jasper with his son, Chet. He gripped the picture tightly to his chest and glared at the demon with his jaw set with resolve.

“Okay I'm ready.”

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Noah opened the door to Rhidian and the young man listened to the half angel's nervous ramblings as he craned his neck, peering round the door to see whom he was keeping company with. The woman seemed attractive enough, not in a breathtakingly beautiful way but in a very strong, feminine way. She stared back at him unflinchingly, causing a mischievous smile that tugged at the corner of his lips as he met her gaze. Knowing the opposite sex the way he did he was confident he could read her and knew instinctively that she was one of those challenging types. He hoped he knew Noah had some idea about what he was getting himself into. As far as Rhidian was aware, he didn't think the half Angel had much experience with women, having lead a pretty much devout existence.

Turning his attention back to Noah, he tried to explain his intrusion. “Actually I was just wanting to get something from the closet---” but his words were met with no response as Noah seemed to remember his neck wound. Rhidian was all but forced to sit down in a chair while the half angel vanished from the room in search of something.
Rhidian sat back casually with his legs apart and his arms folded as he had little choice but to face the woman introduced as Ms Diederich.

“Look, whatever Noah said about me is probably a bit exaggerated. I'm not that bad. So uh... you got a first name Ms Diederich?” Rhidian asked with a boyish smirk.

[Lady Amira Nuit]

(OOC:oops. I ment to talk to you before that before posting on Jasper. My bad.)

[Diederich]

Blue eyes moving to follow Noah, she'd watch him move to the door. As soon as he opened the door, she caught sight of Rhidian. His stature was tall, and she could tell he took pride in his looks. Maybe he was even conceited. It would be hard for her to tell as of yet. Though, no doubt even with the damage to his face, he was handsome. However, she didn' t want to bloat his ego even more.

 

When he'd acknowledge her, she stiffened slightly. "My name is Sybille", she simply said, her accent had been slightly thicker than it was before simply due to the fact she was nervous. Yes, even she, the Skull Hunter, got nervous. Crossing her legs, she'd turn to Rhidian. Her waved platinum hair flowing to her middle back. She'd been comfortable, not dressed to impress. If she would have wanted to, she could have knocked the damned socks right off of his feet.

 

"And what happened to you?", she'd ask genuinely. She was interested, he seemed like a rambunctious guy with a life on speed. She'd assume a bar fight, or something along the lines of that. Though, silently, Noah had been on her mind, as she'd simply wonder where he ran off to in such a hurry. Then she remembered. Rhidian was the friend of his that he told her about that had gotten hurt. Though, he didn't seem to be in too bad of shape.