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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Apr 16, 2011 13:56:21 GMT -5
Nikolai's face warmed and turned a very distictive shade of pink. He cleared his throat and opened his mouth. "Well, I could take you to my place, but it's way out of town. At least two hours. And that's with good traffic. But it might be worth the trip. My mother left me a small estate. Not huge, but modest enough that I can afford to not work for a few months every now and again."
He walked down the sidewalk a bit and turned to a car. A very...VERY, nice car. Not a Porche or anything that hoyte-totey. But a CLASIC car! A 1964 Ford Mustang, referbuished very well. "Yeah. This is my only weakness. Classic cars. This is one of the oldest Mustang's out there. A 5.0 liter Ti-VCT V8 engine, with my own personal modifictions to improve fuel economy!" He shook his head. "I'm talking to much. I get bit too enthusiasic about cars." He opens the passanger door. "Please. Ladies first."
Once Grace gets in, he closes the door and walks to the other side, opens the door and slides in. Starting the car, the engine flares to life and purrs it's way out into the streets. As he drives, he keeps his eyes on the road, but talks.
"So, how do you know you have a sister? I mean, someone would have had to have known her and then that person should know her name, right?"
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Apr 18, 2011 18:18:07 GMT -5
Grace nods at the comment about his place and as they turn a corner he points out his car. 'Beautiful' Grace thought. Smiling as he opened the door for her, she says her thank you as he closed the door. Then she watched him get in and start it up. As they drove she looks out her window as he asks about her sister. She lets out a low sigh then turns to him. "The story my mother tells me and I do believe her on this. My father was hiding in our villey from a very evil man. I'm not sure who that was because she didnt even know. Anyway, my mom sees him working through her back yard one night and she begins to talk to him. Then she offers him to come in. They talk some more and laugh having a wonderful time then they end up in bed. When she awoke he was gone. Later she went to go find him and saw him with another woman and a baby wrapped up in pink. She only learned his name that night because he liked her to say it as they did it. So how I am half werewolf has to be from him because my mother is human." She looked out the window then sighed again. Looking down at her hands she said, "I know it might sound crazy but I know when I "feel" her. The baby who would be my half sister. I feel like we are connected. I'm not sure if she feels it too but I know I do and the reason I need to find her is I dont know how to fully control my werewolf. She could help me with that. I'm sure he had taught her." She looked at him again. "I'm hoping she would welcome me with open arms to the understanding I'm not the one that betrayed her. Our father was. I need help and I know if she turns me away he wont. I'm hoping if I find her I find him too." She paused for a moment or two as she looked out the window again. "Life is full of choices. Some you think is for the best and some might not be but when change happens from those choices you make I hope that it wont be the worst moment of ones life. Because change can be good and I hope she sees it that way." Her voice drifted off then. Just still staring out the window and trying to make sense of everything and what would she say to her when they would finally met. It was a little overwhelming but it would all be worth it. It had to be.
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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Apr 18, 2011 19:39:55 GMT -5
As Grace finishes speaking, Nikolai pulls into a driveway and pulls into one of four garages.
Getting out of the car, he says "So, who is your father? If you know the last name, I could find him on the web and from there, find your half-sis." As he spoke, he knew it. "Man. Wish I could turn this off.", he muttered. "Nuit? That the name?" As he walks into the house, holding the door open for Grace.
The house isn't a mansion, but perhaps a manor. Nikolai walks into an office type room, pasing through a living room on the way. He hangs his hat and jacket on the rack next to the door to the office. "Make yourself comfortible anywhere you want. There are Aeron chairs in here. Very comfy."
Sitting down at a desk, he wakes his computer up. "Okay. Google. Nuit. Search." He waits for about ten seconds. "Okay. No, no...no...no...hmm, maybe." A few moments later and about three pages of search results later, he glares at the screen and growls a rather impressive reproduction of a wolf growl. "Not finding what I need." He turns to Grace and says "Well, who ever your father is, he is a very elusive man. But I have the help of some exeptional ablities." At that moment, the front door opens and a man walks in. "Oh, and good friends." The man, exuding a wave of alpha male, walks in.
"Hey, Niko. I got your-" He breaks off as he sees Grace. "Um, your...info. You know, the informationy info."
Nikolai chuckles. "It's okay, Derak. She knows."
"Oh. In that case, your meditcaion, milord.", Derak says, with the perfect blend of humility and jest. Nikolai snatches the bag from him with a growl. Derak backs up baring his throat a bit and leaves.
"Sorry about that, Grace. That was Derak. He and I have known each other since he was a pup and I was a kid." With a chuckle, he walks over to the door, closes it and walks over to Grace. He sits in the chair next to hers. With a swift motion, he removes one of his gloves.
"May I, milady?", he queries her, poising his ungloved hand over one of her hands.
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Apr 18, 2011 20:27:02 GMT -5
Grace liked the way the house looked. She wished to have her own place one day. She knew how she wanted it to look too. She smiled at the thought. When they got into the office she turned as a man entered. He seemed surprised at this friend that he had a woman here. He might not be one for bring people back to his place. 'Well he wouldnt be seeing how what he was. No human contact' she thought hearing him say. Then when he left they turned to his computer. Grace began to hold her breath in hoping to find him.
But then when he said there was nothing he could find on him she sighed letting out a breath she didnt know she was holding. "My hopes were a little high because I didn't think of that." She sighed. Why was it so hard to find him or her? When he walked over and sit beside her he wanted her hand. She held it out for him then awaited and watched to see what he would do next.
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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Apr 18, 2011 20:52:16 GMT -5
As she reached out herr own hand, he took a slow breath. And lowered his hand into hers.
The moment of contact slowed and attenuatied until time seemed to stop. And in those few seconds that streched into a life time, there was nothing hidden from either of them. Just as Nikolai knew everything that was Grace, Grace knew everything that was Nikolai. She knew that his mother had died in childbirth, his father was who knew where. And, without any parants, a man adopted him. A werewolf. With his pack. Who Derak was a part of. She knew everything that he knew, everything that he had done. And he knew her in the same way.
Then it was over. Time snapped back into focus. And emotion like neither of them had known ever hit them like an Atom Bomb. Nikolai fell out of his chair and curled up into a ball, sobbing. He was having to deal with both of their pain, sorrow, anger, joy, plesure, exitment, achivement. Everything.
He managed to sit up and grab the bag of medication that Derak had delivered...had it only been three minutes ago? He tore the bag open and three bottles fell out. He looked at each one and picked one of them, opened it with shaking hands. His tears had stopped, but now it seemed that he was dealing with rage. He managed to get one pill out and slam it into his mouth. Dry swallowing it, he closed his eyes and clenched his hands and jaw. Finally he took out another pill and offered it to Grace.
"Here. Take this. It'll help." His voice sounded stunned and weary.
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Apr 19, 2011 7:54:52 GMT -5
As he touched Grace's hand she felt a sudden feeling that was so over whelming she felt like she was about the throw up. Every part of her life flashed before them.
Her as a baby, seeing her mother and step father. (Who are good people.) Her first crush, hunging out with friends in Haven. Her first transformation as a werewolf and feeling that sudden pain again. Waiting to kill her mother as she walked in but Grace refussed and jumped out of a two story window and rain. Waking up naked covered in blood with a deer have eatin next to her. Feeling the fear, the tears, the anger. Then her mother being there for her and telling her about what she knew of her father. Every month during a full moon she being locked in a cage so she didnt hurt anyone including herself. Her mother watching her every moment being there all night with her. The ache Grace feels that she was a monster. A beast that wanted to rip her apart. The anger, sadness, fear, heartache, pain, etc. All those emotion every time she changed. It hurt like hell and there was no way for her to control it. Now she was reliving the moments as was she seeing his too. All the pain he had gone through. It was to much. Tears began to run down her cheeks. Her stomach was in knots. She wanted, no she needed it to stop and when it was over she fell to the floor. Hard. She grabbed her stomach as her head pounded with pain. When he offered her one of his pills and said it would help there was no question involved. She took it and swollowed.
"Oh, god my head!" She slowly went down on her back. To lay down might help too. The sickness in her stomach began to fade just a little but that was do to laying down. Man she didnt want to throw up. She closed her eyes and put a hand to her head. "Wow," she pushed out, "I see why you dont have contact." She kept her eyes closed as she talked. Her head still thumping away. "How long do I have to wait until this pill kicks in?"
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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Apr 19, 2011 17:34:25 GMT -5
"Oh, should be anywhere from five to ten minutes." He shook his head. He stands up. "Uh...I can't shake this feeling that I have heard the name Nuit before. In the news? Yeah...sound familier." He gets back on the computer and opens a tab on the browser and goes to Google News.
"Okay, let's see." He clicks a couple of links. "Ah! Amira Nuit. Local celbrity of Red Blood City. Says here that she's publicly confirmed as a werewolf. Ah. Picture." He looks between Grace and the monitor. "If I didn't know any better, I would say you guys were sisters." A sly smile streched across his face. "Feel like a road trip?"
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Apr 20, 2011 17:18:36 GMT -5
Five minutes later she felt fine. Standing she walked over to him at his computer and stared. The picture of her half sister looked like her. They had their fathers eyes. His strong chin and personality. She felt closer to her more then before. "Amira," she whispered. A name for she read those third words and she was stunned. 'The chosen one.' Weird.
When he asked about a road trip she nodded slowly like she was numb. This was the first time seeing her picture. Now she couldn't wait to meet her. "Should we leave tomorrow? Get some sleep then head out or do we go now?" She was just thinking by the way he asked about a road trip that he wanted to come to. So she just kept looking at her picture untilshe heard him make his choice on what they should do from this point.
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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Apr 21, 2011 0:09:37 GMT -5
"Sleep first. Then head out. Red Blood is only a six hour trip, but I bet we will wantt at least one change of clothes."
He glanced at the screen again. "Oh hey, it even gives a address. Nice"
"So. There's at least three unoccupied bedrooms in the house. Which one you want?"
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Apr 23, 2011 14:53:39 GMT -5
Grace looked from the picture to Nikolai. "So, I guess we should get the clothes tomorrow then?" She looked back to the monitor as he mentioned an address and study it. If there was one things she was good at it was memoring things. She looked back at him. "I am not picking on any kind of room. Just one with a soft bed would do." She didnt want to look at the picture again. The picture was in her brain. That was good enough. She walked over to the door and looked back at him. "Just show me the way." She smiled at him awaiting for him.
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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Apr 23, 2011 16:45:55 GMT -5
"Alright." He lead Grace to a simple room, with a queen sized bed with soft white sheets and a gray comforter. "Here you go. I know you like a firm bed. It's a water bed and I filled it as far as I could. Funny thing, really. All the beds in all three room are water beds and they all have differant firmnesses. If that is a word...."
He smiled and sighed. "Well, good night. See ya in the morning. We can head out at, say...noon." He leaves the room, letting her decide if she wanted to close the door.
He went into his room and got ready for bed. He took his jacket off and uncliped his gun's holster and set it on his bedside table, next to his phone and wallet. As, he took his watch off his wrist, he felt some sort of emotion coming from.....Guest Room 1? There was no one in there...or was there? His eyes widened and he snatched his gun up. He drew it from it's holster and peeked out of his room. Forcing his telepathy to work harder, he managed to link to Grace's mind. In her mind, he said. Do not come out of your room unless I say 'Platapus'."
He move down the hall and and held his gun pointed down at the floor, with his finger out of the finger guard and the safety off. He got to the door and began to reach for the knob. But the he pulled back, just in time to flatten himself aganist the wall. Then. The door opened and a black garbed person came out of the room, holding a .38 revolver. He turned away from Nikolai and headed down the hall. Then he ducked into the office and started going through the electronics. He grabbed the pair of laptops and put them in a bag. Bad idea., Nikolai thought. He straightened his arms and sighted on the man's neck. Then, mustering the most commanding voice possiable, he barked "Drop the gun and the bag! Keep your hands where I can see them!" The man whirled and brought his gun up. Nikolai fired twice.
The first shot smashed straight into the man's chest, slightly to the right, likely either hiting his lung or his heart. The second shot slamed into his throat. The man was dead before he hit he floor.
Nikolai swept up, kicked the revolver away from the man's hands and then patted him down quickly. Then he hollered. "Platapus!"
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Apr 23, 2011 19:25:04 GMT -5
Grace thanked him for the room and closed the door behind her. She looked around and smiled as she leaned up against the door. Then pushing herself off she walked over to the bed. Sitting down on the bed she sank into a little as her body moved up and down like a boat on water. It was cool and it had bed awhile sense she had been on a water bed. The only other time was back in Haven when she went over to a friends house. It was a big deal there. The newest thing. She giggled at the thought.
She then took off her shoes and was about to take off her shirt when she heard, "'Do not come out of your room unless I say 'Platapus'." She began to look around the room but saw no one. Then she remember Nikolai and his gift. She didnt know if she was freaked out or impressed or both but she guess there was no time for that. Slowly standing to her feet she walked over to the door. Leaning her ear against it she suddenly jumped. The sound of a gun shot. Then another. Panic set it. She reach for the door knob but frooze. What if he was dead. She couldn't handle that thought. Suddenly she heard Nikolai voice and the word he wanted her exit out of her room on when it was safe. She rushed open the door and flew down the hall following the smell of the gun powder back into his office.
As she stood in the doorway her eyes widen seeing the dead man on the floor and Nikolai over his body. "What the hell happened? Who is that and why did he...was he here to kill you?" Her body began to shake just a little. The thought of death never set right with her. It was the one thing that made her a little weak but she knew that had to change. If she kept on this journy then most likely death will follow.
She rushed over to Nikolai. With ever fiber in her body wanting to touch him she didnt. Mostly because of what happened last time. Still she felt like she had too. Just to make sure he was ok in the sense that she wanted him to be. She raised her hand and began to move it towards his cheek. If it would happen again. The feeling of throwing up, it was worth him if she could just touch him. It was odd. He was more attative to her knowing she wasn't able to touch him or to kiss him or to do anything with him but yet she wanted to all the more. She wanted to give that to him. To make him feel lust, passtion, exciment, and just being happy to the point that nothing else matters but that one moment your together. She just wanted to let him feel.
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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Apr 23, 2011 21:42:09 GMT -5
"No, he wasn't here to kill me, although he probably wouldn't have hesitated to fire that gun there." He pointed. "Don't touch anything. I got to call the cops." As he left the office, Darek pounced into the room, his hands looking more like wolf paws with claws than actual hands. Nikolai jumped back and shouted. "Darek! It's me! Calm down."
"Oh, damn. Sorry, Niko! What happ-" He broke off as he saw the body. "Hell. Another one?" He sounded sorrowful, but accustomed to people breaking in to the house.
"Yeah. He went straight for the computers, just like last time."
"Damn. We need to upgrade the security system."
"I know! Get out of the way. I need to call the cops." Darek stepped to the side and Nikolai reached the phone in three long strides. He quickly dialed the number and relayed information.
About five minutes later, an ambulance and at least three patrol cars sat in the half circle driveway in front of the house.
"So, he had his weapon out?", one the police officers asked Nikolai.
"Yes, sir. A .38 revolver."
"Really? You could tell what it was?"
"Yes, sir. I know weapons. My friend and co-worker, Derak, has tought me about them."
"Alright. So, what what happened next?"
"The man then entered the office and went through the electronic equipment and picked up the two laptops and put them in his bag. At that point, I challanged him, instructing him to drop his weapon and keep his hands where I could see them. However, he proceeded to turn and aim his gun at me. That is when I fired."
"I see. How many rounds did you fire?"
Nikolai thinks for a moment. Then says "I don't remember, officer."
"Alright. At that point, what did you do?"
"I kicked his weapon from his hand and made sure he didn't have another weapon on him. Then I made sure that everyone was okay. Then I called the police."
"Very well, sir. I'll just check with your friends."
"Alright."
The officer moves to Derak and ask him for his story. He also asks how many shots he heard. Derak responeds "I don't remember, sir." Nikolai then "messages" Grace. "When they ask you that question, say that you don't remember. I'll explain later."
The officer then moves to Grace and asks her a few questions. Then he says, "How many shots did you hear?"
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Apr 23, 2011 22:47:36 GMT -5
Nikolai moved away from her and she did not get the chance to touch him. It was gone. She sighed. Then Nikolai friend came in and began to explain and then left to call the cops. As they showed up the two men gave their statements before her. Then she heard Nikolai in her head again to lie. It made her curious on why but she had a hard time lying. But she looked into his eyes from afar and softly nodded. As the cop walked over to her and asked how many shots Grace said, "I have no idea." She would play this up a little. Tears fulled her eyes. "I was in my bedroom almost asleep and thought I was dreaming. I heard a loud sound and got up. Walking out I smelled gun powder as I got closer to Nikolai office and saw him over the man's body. He said the man broke in and tried to take some stuff. Computers I believe they were. He pointed to the bag and sir I was in that room before I went to bed and that bag was no where in sight. His computer was on his desk. Then he went out and called you." Her hands were shaking a little. "I'm just glad he is ok. That that bad man didnt hurt him." That was the truth. A blind man could see that. "Sorry," she said with a little whimper, "Stuff like this just throws me off balance. I wouldnt make a good cop. Not able to handle this kind of thing. Death I mean. Makes me want to throw up." She then hugged herself. Part of it was an act in a small far but the other was not. In all and all it was the truth and she knew he would agree and move on.
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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Apr 24, 2011 13:50:58 GMT -5
Shortly, the police left and Nikolai ducked into the office, opened a drawer and pulled a pair of rounds out and slid them into the 16 round clip.
He then set it down on the table. "Alright. Let's see if we can get some sleep." Darek had already gone back to his room, shaking his head. "You going to be alright? If you need some company?..."
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