CATandMOUSE - jurate

[alix]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him ------------ ! ) The Fallen could see the hidden excitement in Wes's system. It was hard to see, but it was definitely there. The prospect of revenge would be too sweet, she knew the feeling. She had done the same to her killer, her rapist by telling her husband where he was. Then the ones responsible for her husband's death, she killed them too. Pausing, the blonde spoke, her hand reaching out, gently clutching Wes's, "I just want to warn you...revenge will only give you so much...it's extremely...bittersweet." She spoke, as if warning him. Alix wasn't sure what to expect with the supernaturals that killed his family, but she certainly wasn't going to let him go alone. Like hell she would. If he asked her not to go, she'd still tail him, just to make sure no harm would come to the Hunter, not while she was still alive. Wrinkling her nose slightly, Alix then looked to Wes calmly as he spoke about the time. Grinning coyly, Alix mused, finding the woman's number in her phone, "Shi's...keen to me, I've helped her out a few times before, so there's a few favors I'm going to cash in." The blonde winked, reassuring Wes. Not in a flirty way, but a way to tell him she was going to get Shi to be able to come and see them tonight, unless of course she was already with someone for the night, helping them, then they'd need to wait till she was done, but Alix knew they'd be bumped right next to the next slot even if it was already filled. Upon him commenting on her having stuck her tongue out at him, the blonde arched an eyebrow, "Just because I may be older, doesn't necessarily mean I'm more mature, or know how to have fun." she flashed a short grin, giving him a light look. One, when immortal couldn't be worrying about every little thing, or else they'd go nuts she imagined. She knew she did...for some time. But that was a piece of her past she'd rather not share with anyone - ever. It was her dirty little secret. Though upon seeing the immediate change in Wes's stance and attitude upon speaking of his deceased older brother, Alix paused, and inquired, offering, "How about we keep from speaking about the past too much, hm?" she inquired, not wanting to see Wes sad or unhappy - ever. Tilting her head gently, the blonde did tense slightly when he approached her, her phone open and ready to call Shi. Her eyes keenly watched him, as if expecting something, though the moment his fingers touched her bare shoulder, it felt like sparks coiled from his fingers and through her body. Shivers flew down her spine and the blonde looked to him quietly. It was absolutely wonderful, did he feel the same thing? At his thank you, then him quickly dropping his hand away, Alix remained close, and didn't dare to shift away from him. She liked being close to him. Liked to feel - normal even, like if a bullet hit her she would actually die. To think that every moment was precious, that any moment could be her last. That was living. This...she wasn't sure what she was doing, but with Wes it felt like she actually was living, that she could die from just something as simple as a bug bite from lime disease. Her eyes locked onto his, silently telling him she felt something. It felt natural for him to be not only this close, but to touch her. Alix nodded silently after a moment, her brain taking a moment to register and regroup itself after that, "My pleasure." She dialed Shi, and held it up to her ear, realizing she had actually gotten closer to Wes, so he could over-hear some parts of the conversation if he wanted. Suddenly, a smooth, sing-song voice answered, "Hello dear Alix, how are you doing?" Alix smiled weakly and mused, "Hello Shi, I'm well, how are you doing?" Shi laughed, "Just fine, what is going on?" The woman paused, and Alix frowned when she did, "You're not alone are you?" Alix looked to Wes quietly and answered, "No, but it's for the person I'm with, Shi. As a favor to me, please." Shi chuckled, "Fine, I understand. I can meet you near where you are now, by a club no?" It was quite uncanny how much this woman could know, but nonetheless, Alix nodded, "Of course, Shi. Anywhere." Shi chuckled, and Alix heard what she thought sounded like a cat purring in the background, "How about the park near there? There's a nice area where we can sit and chat." Alix looked to Wes, a bit of eagerness melted into her features and she answered, "Yes, that's wonderful. Thank you Shi." Closing her phone, she looked to the Hunter quietly, and nodded, "We should start heading there." Alix took a few steps, waiting for Wes to catch up before she started walking beside him, hardly realizing just how close their were, like there was a rubber band between them and it wouldn't let either of them get too far from the other. Brushing back some of her hair, she looked to Wes and spoke, her fingers accidentally brushing his as she shifted her clutch from one hand to another, "I will let you know, she has a habit of playing around, but she's very good at what she does." Alix smiled weakly, as they headed towards the park Shi had spoken to her about. Pausing, the Fallen gestured toward some tables and such, the duo headed there, and within a few minutes of sitting in mild darkness, due to nearby lights, a woman, appearing in her mid-thirties appeared, an Egyptian Mau cat prancing by her side, before it bounded up and rubbed itself against Wes's and Alix's legs. Alix, sitting down by Wes looked to him quietly as the redheaded woman appeared, her long skirt flowing softly over the grass as she sat down, setting her bag aside. Keen bright green eye, as well as her brown eye looked to Wes quietly, "Greetings, Wes. I'm Shi, it's such a pleasure to meet you." she nodded to Alix, "Now then, what can I help you with on this fine evening? That's Cleopatra, she has a thing for toying with fate in a sense, she'll just linger." she reassured, eying the two fondly, as if seeing children after awhile, though remained quiet, allowing Wes to speak. outfit. click for awesome black dress! words. enough <3 notes. 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[westley]

IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G
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Westley heard the warning in her tone, and he knew she was right, but he had anticipated this moment for so long. So many thoughts and nightmares and wishful thinking. An finally, hopefully, Wes would be able to get rid of it all. Just by finding them, with the help of this woman. He would kill them, or die trying. Their faces were etched in his mind now, from the memory of being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Their faces were ugly, and he would take any vengeance, even if it is bittersweet like Alix says. "I know, but I have a feeling I'll feel a lit better when I can get rid of them, I have wanted vengeance for such a long time now.." He trailed off, thoughts of what it would be like to see those who had killed his family. He was sure that they weren't dead yet, after all men like that lived a long time, and people like Wes hunted them down and killed them eventually.

Wes grinned, it was true what she said, yet she was still acting like a five year old. "Hm, I guess you're right. A little lightheartedness won't hurt anyone." Though he knew that was a fact, sometimes he felt that if he was less serious about anything, he will go soft and then lose the power he has in the hunter world, that only seriousness and set determination had got him the title of the Hunter that he is today, and sometimes he believed that light heartedness would get him into trouble, yet it felt so much nicer than anger or depression ever did. Yes, Wes was up for not mentioning the past, it only brought back hurtful memories, but as he was aware it wasn't only on his side, it was on Alix's side too. She had had over two thousand years of pain and loss, and he's had a mere twenty-four. "Yeah, I'm up for that." He said, with a slight serious smile.

Wes had to move his hand away, because the feel of his fingers on her skin was electrifying. His face was a mask of confusion, his blue eyes searching for her own to seek out whether she felt the same thing. How was it possible? He'd touched many female supernaturals, though it was for less than tender reasons, yet he had never had that feeling with any of them. In shock, and almost in fear, he had to remove his hand. But he didn't move away, liking this minimal closeness, and she wasn't moving away either. As she dialed the phone, she stepped closer to him, but Wes stood his ground. Then he heard a faint voice at the other end of the line, though he didn't have supernatural hearing, he had trained himself to hear the quieter things, so their conversation was pretty clear in Wes's mind as it happened.

He was shocked that she knew they were by the club. He raised an eyebrow but continued listening, wondering why she was so nice, and willing to help a complete and utter stranger, such as Westley. His heart seemed to skip a beat as she said they should get going. As they walked, they were close, and Wes didn't make a move to move further away even when her fingers brushed his. Wes wasn't entirely shocked by the woman that had come to the park, but more so by her cat who was rubbing herself against Wes and Alix the moment they were close enough. The woman was a redheaded, her skirts flowing, she looked to be in her mid thirties. She looked friendly, which was reinforced by her soft tone and friendly words. "Uh, nice to meet you too." Wes suddenly felt nervous, the possibilities becoming more and more real.

Wes looked to Alix for a second, before turning back to the woman. He noticed she was still standing while he ans Alix were sitting. "Please sit." He smiled gratefully, hoping that she could help them. "I need to find the supernaturals that killed my family when I was eight." He said, not giving away the fact that he wanted revenge, but he was sure that she could guess why he would want to find them. "Can you help me?" He asked hopefully with an uncertain smile gracing his lips. Now, he felt so thankful to Alix, to making the possibilities of his nightmares finally over more real. He looked over to the beautiful blonde, a thankful smile on his face. This night was turning out to be better than it had started, and he was loving the fact.

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[alix]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him ------------ ! ) Sitting down next to Wes felt....natural. Like she had done it before in a way. Jumping slightly from surprise, Alix grinned when she looked down to the rare cat, the Egyptian Mau named Cleopatra. Scooping up the feline, who promptly curled in her lap, the blonde smiled, stroking the silky smooth fur of the cat. Shi calmly eyed Wes, before hearing him speak, inviting her to sit down. A devious grin fell on her features, Alix instantly recognized it. The woman was testing him. What Shi was though, Alix refused to tell, was she was a quarter-witch, her grandmother had been one, therefore she harnessed these powers through practice. It was a little secret, but Shi told Alix she was human, and therefore, Alix introduced Shi as human. The redhead sat down, brushing her hair over her shoulder as she reached into her bag next to her, acting as if she wasn't listening to Wes explain about finding these supernaturals. Cleopatra purred loudly, before her tail flicked Wes, as she lay down on Alix's lap, expectantly looking to the Hunter, and meowed, before closing her amber-green eyes in content. "So then Westley," Shi started, scowling slightly as she produced a map of the city on the table. "I'm more than happy to help you, Westley, though I do only ask for a few things in return." Her cunning eyes flashed, and the woman mused, "First, I would like for you to not only tell me exactly why you seek the supernaturals, but once you do find them, I'd like for you to call me, using either your phone or Alix's, to tell me you finished." Alix knew there was more, Shi hadn't paused that long, "I'd like for you..." Shi grinned coyly, exchanging her look between the two in front of her on the other side of the table, "to think about humanity, we're all human in our own way, I in fact, am in love with a half-shapeshifter, and I've never been happier. Let love guide you." Shi shrugged, "Just don't think of me as a fortune cookie now, will you?" Shi grinned innocently towards the Hunter, before she then quickly reached over, her bracelets shifting as she placed her hand on his brow, and she spoke, tilting her head, Alix watching in pure curiosity, "So then, Westley, perhaps I can...see what they look like?" Alix scowled slightly. Shi was a good tracker, though she wasn't sure how Wes would take to that, Shi wasn't very good with personal space, but Alix just found that adorable about the woman whom felt like a sister to her in a sense. Cleopatra purred and climbed up easily onto the table, lying herself perfectly between Wes and Alix, her paw placed on Wes, her tail lying on Alix's arm. Stroking the feline once more, Alix then paused when Shi giggled, pulling her hand back from Wes after a few moments. "I like to see your vengeance, Wes. We are an interesting species ourselves, are we not?" she arched an eyebrow, pulling some tacks from a little container, and placed them on the map of the city, quite a detailed map. Alix paused and was about to voice something, though Shi then started to do what she did best. Glancing around, Alix mused, "If the table shakes slightly, just stay there." she reassured, brushing her hand against his arm to reassure him, since he could probably get jumpy. It did shudder slightly as Shi then slammed a tack onto the map at the corner of an intersection with a building. Feline-like, Shi lowered her head, eying the tack, which the colored end was swirling a color of red and silver. "Interesting...they are all supernaturals, no?" she pointed to this tack, "I found two of them." Her eyes turned over the map, before her fingers ran along it and with her other hand, Shi placed the tack at another point, and pointed there, nodding, her hair falling past her shoulders as she did so, "There. It seems they still meet up, one of them, is good at hiding, he knows what he's doing, as I track them...using just like...cameras, and their faces with other people's. One is good, but he comes here weekly." she pointed to the tack which was about four blocks away from the park, "Every week, twice a week they all meet there, like a little weekly party." she spoke, sighing, "I can tell you they meet Thursdays, the other day I'm unsure of, but I have..." she paused, eying the blonde then the dark-haired male, "A feeling it's today....since the two here," she pointed to the other tack about seven blocks away, "Aren't there right now." Alix looked keenly to Wes, and she quickly placed a hand on his arm, "Do you want to think about it, Wes?" outfit. click for awesome black dress! words. enough <3 notes. ^^ <3 ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[westley]

IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G
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Wes blew out an amused breath as the cat settled in Alix's lap. "Aren't cat's a bit wary of supernatural beings?" Wes knew he was being stereotypical of the monster movies he'd seen, yet he could not help but think that like rats, that cats could sense danger and run the other way, away from something that wasn't human. that was cold and scary. Wes confused as to why the lady had that smirk on her face, he was about to ask, but he thought better of it, seeing as she would be helping him, he didn't want to seem rude in any way. Wes felt uncomfortable by Shi's request, asking exactly why he wanted to find them. He took in a deep breath, and a little frown had settled upon his brow, he made sure his attention didn't waver from Shi as he looked her right in the eye. "I believe in the phrase 'and eye for an eye', I think that if I find them I can finally breathe again knowing that they can't cause any more harm." He said this carefully, slowly. Savouring every word because each word was scalding, yet it was the most truthful thing he's said in a long while. He didn't take his blue eyes off the redheaded woman as she continued her request. Fortunately, Wes had perfected the art of arching just one of his brows in astonishment. He had never said one thing about not liking inhumanity or whatever, yet this woman seemed to know so much about him from just one look. He looked at Alix with a frown on his face, trying to figure out what Shi was actually talking about. Love. Now, that was an emotion he had not had the pleasure of feeling in quite a long while.

When Shi grinned, Wes wouldn't help but smile back. The woman was charismatic and friendly and he liked her already, Alix was lucky to know such a person. Wes was confused for a second before the woman's hands lifted up to his brow, but he didn't move back or anything, knowing that she was not a threat. She was only human after all. She wanted to see what they looked like, so Wes did his best of remembering the details of their faces. They were clear in his mind as if it were yesterday, the dark hair of the man and the emerald eyes shining in malice, as the other one, blond and steely eyes all slaughtered his family. There were more there, other being of the supernatural kind, and he pictured every single face, wincing slightly at the hurtful memory. He could feel the paw of the cat on his leg, and he felt offended when Shi laughed. It was only natural to want vengeance was it not? "I am sure it will be very fulfilling to me." He said, a sombre expression on his face like he was hurt, because what had happened had left him scarred, not physical scars like the ones on his back, but the mental scars that were inflicted when the night happened, he wanted vengeance of the most brutal kind yet this woman was sitting in front of him laughing. Somehow, Wes felt quite safe with Alix touching his arm reassuringly, like maybe something in his life will go well for him, for once.

Westley was surprised when the table moved, and he was a little suspicious, seeing as humans couldn't usually perform stuff like that, yet Shi looked completely normal. She couldn't be a witch cause she didn't have violet eyes, yet she possessed some kind of unnatural power and Wes started feeling a little nervous as she asked whether they were all supernatural. Wes nodded in reply. Suddenly Westley felt out of breath and overpowered by everything he had witnessed that night. The whole night with Alix, then Shi and now the change to go now. Wes was vengeance hungry, but he was not stupid. He knew he could not rush into it, he needed a plan. Yet he ached to run over there right that second. He was sure that the internal battle was ever so evident on his face. Alix's touch made his skin feel like it was burning, he felt hot and undecided as he looked at her, really looked at her and remembered what the second part of Shi's request was. To consider humanity, and Wes could see that Alix was more humane than some of the humans he knew.

The hunter turned back towards Shi. "How do you do that? No normal human can do anything of the sort, not that I know of anyway." Wes was really curious about this woman, he liked her yet he found her tactics scary and sinister, she seemed to know everything and that kind of scared him. Turning back to Alix, he knew his gaze was intense. "I need to go. I need a plan and get ready. I may even go tonight." He said, no mention of taking Alix with him. And eh wouldn't want her there, at all. As he did his dance between Alix an Shi, he smiled at the redheaded woman, "Thank you so much, you don't know how thankful I am. Really." He made sure that eh looked sincere, because he really was. He was ever so thankful to this woman that just sped up the process of need for Wes himself.

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( words idkk ) ( tags izzy dear with alix <3 ) ( outfit CLICK! for the sexyness ) ( lyrics "zombie" by the cranberries ) ( credit this template was made by zee (a.k.a. FLUNK IS A FOUR LETTER WORD of caution 2.0). Steal, and you will wake up inside a snowman on the north flippin' pole. )
ooc - ahh i know i have taken wayyyy too long to reply to this sorry! <3 and sorry it is so crap, haha i feel numb xD

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[alix]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him ------------ ! ) Running her fingers along the silky smooth fur of the feline, the fallen lifted her gaze and gave the Hunter a light look, "Oh? Maybe cats go for someone's morals and personality rather than what they are." she threw him a playful grin, and nuzzled the cat, who was purring loudly in response to being loved on. Alix remained poised and quiet next to Wes, watching Shi who had tossed her hair over her shoulder, grinning when Wes grinned back at the redhead. Alix liked it, Wes didn't know Shi was partial witch, and she highly doubted Shi would tell him either, she was fond of her past, but she could see the logic in Wes' thinking, the way he thought about supernaturals. Shi wrinkled her nose and pointed her finger at Wes, winking, "Now, now, Westley. I cannot condone violence, but neither can I loathe it. I happen to be a decent believer in Darwin." she grinned lightly, and snapped her finger, "Behave yourself Cleopatra darling." The cat lifted its head and meowed towards its owner, curled up contentedly between the Hunter and supernatural, as if to put the difference all under the bridge for them. Shi gave Wes a light grin, sympathetic, "I apologize, on their behalf for what they did to you." she spoke, "As I could only imagine." Shifting in her seat, she toyed with the map, lowering her hand to the place where she had told Wes the killers would be tonight. Frowning, she tilted her head, though grinned lightly to herself, before plucking up the tabs she used to mark the places, and set them back in her small backpack. Her bracelets jingled slightly as she did so and she then arched an eyebrow towards Wes at his inquiry about her being a full human or not. "Oh Westley, Westley," she cooed, like a mother would to her child, gently, reassuringly, "Whether or not I may have something other than human in me, is not the point, as I'm not the one you're after, correct? Besides, I do that because it lets me...find the ones you're after faster." she smiled gently, as Cleopatra got up, her tail brushed against both Wes and Alix before she padded across the table and next to Shi on the table, amber-green eyes locked onto the two beings across the table from her. "I am a human, Westley." Shi's eyes traced over Wes's features, then to Alix, who remained quiet. It wasn't her little secret to tell that Shi had some witch blood in her, Shi liked to keep the appearance of just being a prophet, a good human with some added...traits. The fallen nodded gently to Shi, "Thank you, a lot." Alix then jumped when Wes turned to her, saying he wanted to do this tonight, but that he needed a plan. That he needed something to go into with an idea about how to execute it. Shi gathered her things before offering Wes a little card, "My number, I always answer, if I don't, then I should get back to you within the hour." Shi stood up, eying Wes gently, before the woman then looked to Alix, giving the blonde a light look that read don't let him out of your sights. Hesitating, Alix placed a gentle hand on Wes's shoulder, sending sparks through her hand and down her arm. "Wes..I'm going with you." she stated simply, locking her eyes onto his, as if to dare him to fight her on this. "I don't want you to go through this alone..." she stated gently, urging him to let her go along, otherwise she'd just go along anyway. Besides, she had a few...special guns at her place that she knew could leave a damaged vampire and such, bullets with holy water, and then a cross bow - she's had for awhile - that could shoot the needed stake at the blood sucker. Then again, the blonde looked to Wes quietly, "I want to help you." she added gently, blue eyes looking to his own light-colored ones. Standing up slowly, Alix looked to Shi, "Gratias iterum." in Lating (thank you again), and the woman smiled, giving the two of them a wink, "I must be off now, darlings, I told someone I would meet them at their house for a little tarot reading. Good luck, Westley." she spoke, before grinning as Cleopatra then meowed at the two, then the two wandered off, leaving Alix and Wes there. Alix gave Wes a stubborn look, placing one hand on her hip, silently telling him she was ready to fight to be able to go if he told her no. outfit. click for awesome black dress! words. enough <3 notes. PP a bit if you need to. <3 but yeah, she's gonna obviously change ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[westley]

IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G
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The life that Wes had led until now, had been full of empty promises. From everyone around him, even the person he's cared about the most after his family were killed, Ross. He had made so many promises to Wes, many of them were not kept when he died, yet he couldn't face to feel anything negative towards the guy if only because he was expecting it. People's promises never lasted. Ever. But Wes knew that his promise to get revenge had never been an empty promise, and now it was made more real, he knew he'd be able to keep it tonight and that made him feel so good, and proud that it wasn't just another empty one. He'd had enough of those, he never seemed to believe promises anymore, of any kind. "Maybe so, but it is still peculiar." He shrugged. Cats had always seemed weird animals to him, they were intelligent yet they were just cats. Wes felt himself shift uncomfortable as the woman offered up her condolences and he felt like he was being pitied, and that was absolutely the last thing he had ever wanted. He was strong, he didn't need pity. It wouldn't help him at all.

Wes still wasn't convinced, but he was just to thankful for the woman for finding what he wanted. He felt his heart reach out to her, because she had helped him fulfill his promise to himself. "No, I would never come after you. You have helped me greatly, and I thank you with all my heart." He made sure that his expression was sincere, because this woman was officially amazing. And as far as he knew, she was human, so all the better for him. She was just truly extraordinary, and he felt so thankful to Alix for introducing him to her. Wes was surprised that Shi had given him her card, and he looked at it for a second, missing the look the two women had shared. He put it inside his jacket pocket and smiled at her, his teeth flashing. "Thank you."

He was still focusing on Shi when he felt a hand on his shoulder, sending a slight shiver down his back that he found confusing. He shrugged it off, figuring it was only the wind. Yeah right. He turned to her, when she spoke. He frowned. She can't come. It wouldn't be right, he needed to do this. On his own. It was his revenge. He knew he wasn't invincible, and if he didn't do this right he could very well die, but he felt like it was something he needed to do himself. He sighed, looking down, and then he didn't know what possessed him, that he took Alix's hand into his own and looked her right in the eyes. She had beautiful eyes, and he didn't want to look away. "Alix, this is something I need to do alone. It has got nothing to do with you, and I just have to do this on my own." His look was pleading as he hoped that she understood his urgency to do it on his own. His fingers felt so nice in her own hand, it was sending electricity up his arms, but reluctantly he let go and shifted back on the bench slightly.. He couldn't do this. He had to get away now. He was grateful, but he was getting if only a little more than a little frightened.

Wes closed his eyes and swallowed. It had been such a long time since anyone had said anything like that to him, that it felt surreal. Like something out of a movie. He had always been alone, even lonely, bit no one had ever come and said they didn't want him to do anything on his own. He felt the smallest of smiles trace his lips as the absurdity of the situation hit him. He was a hunter, yet it was a supernatural that didn't want him to go into something dangerous alone. Someone that he should have killed and ran away from a long time ago. "You can't come. You just can't." Wes wanted to run, and just leave. He had forgotten for a second that Shi was still there. He just smiled a sad smile at her, standing up. "I don't know how I can ever replay you, you have been amazing." He said this very honestly.

When she left, his eyes went to Alix, and how magnificent she looked under the light of the moon. It was late now, but all Wes could feel was the adrenaline in his heart, making it beat ever so faster. He needed a plan, he needed it now, and he needed to go alone. "I feel just so grateful for bringing me to Shi, I really do, and I thank you so much Alix. You don't even know how much this means to me." He said, sighing softly, and locking his gaze on to hers, trying to make her understand. "As weird as it sounds, it was nice to bump into you again. Maybe I'll see you around." He smiled a her, before he turned around, hoping to god that she wouldn't follow him because he didn't want to fight her, or run from her, yet as he was walking away, he could feel his heart ache, and he was lost as to what was happening to him.

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[alix]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him ------------ ! ) Petting the Egyptian Mau, the fallen gave Wes a look when he mentioned the cat. Shrugging it off, the blonde let the cat go with Shi, purring loudly as the cat padded away from the two across from her owner. Shi nodded gently, "For that I appreciate it, Westley." she eyed him, "Please, include my fiance too, as I don't think you'd want me to come after you." she grinned deviously, and winked, "I wish you the best, Westley tonight." She nodded solemnly, and looked to Alix, before speaking in Latin, "Non dico ... sed hunc quaeso ne tu ex eo visiones." The blonde nodded, tucking some hair behind her ear, of course. No way was she going to let Wes go through this by himself. She wouldn't fight, sure, but she sure didn't want him to go against three supernaturals by himself. She hated to say he'd lose, but he would certainly need to fight against them, shifters were a pain to kill to begin with, they had the speed and stamina of their animal counterparts, and the other supernatural, she wasn't sure what it was, but she knew they were all hard to kill, especially an Immortal, that took time and skill. Both of which she knew Wes had, if he went after that guy first. Pausing, she fell silent when he turned to her and spoke about doing this alone. Nothing against her? Yeah right, it had a lot to do with her. She wanted to be with Wes, to protect him - even if that was her guardian angel side still talking, Alix knew her heart wouldn't let her just let him walk away. Not without fighting. Keeping silent, feeling like a scolded child almost, Alix voiced, "Wes, I know you need to do this alone, but I just...don't want you to." God she sounded selfish. Drawing back slightly, Alix glanced around and then her eyes landed on Shi who had Cleopatra in her hands and was petting the cat gently, eyes watching the two with a knowing look on her face. Shi waved her hand, "The only way I'd like for you to repay me is Westley, to get through this." she spoke, giving him a light look, before nodding gently to Alix as she headed off into the darkness, casting one glance back towards the two, before she then continued on her way. Alix's gaze locked onto Wes's when he locked his own onto her. The Fallen tilted her head slightly, as he seemed to really ask her to stay here. So what was she supposed to do? Just let him storm that place with three or possibly more supernaturals alone? Psh, yeah right. She knew he'd probably hate her, but the last thing she wanted was for Wes to get hurt when she could have done something to help him. "I'm sure you will..." she spoke lightly, before he then started to leave, and it was painful. Quite painful. More than she would have ever imagined it would be to watch him walk away. For a moment she remained there, letting it set in. She couldn't let him do this, she just...couldn't. He could get hurt, or worse, killed, and she was just here, standing dumb. It wasn't in her blood to stand by idly, not when she knew she could do something. Determination, and most likely stupidity settled into her being and the blonde then nodded, turning on her heel and taking off towards her place. Fortunately it happened to be near to the place where Wes would be going. Grabbing her little locked vault-type thing from her closet, she smirked lightly. It was from her days with the government. Tying her hair back into a neat, tight ponytail, the blonde threw on her midnight black outfit. It wasn't too hot and it allowed her to move flexibly, let her fight like she could. Strapping her pair of guns, she threw on the cross bow over her shoulder, loaded with some wooden stakes for the vampires she knew that could be around. Hunter? No, but she had to defend herself multiple times from stupid vampires who liked the taste of angel blood, fallen angel blood too. Heading out, she slammed the door, blue eyes darkening. What was going on now? Was he there? It hadn't been too long, and she was hoping to get there in enough time to give him help if he needed it. Upon approaching the back of the building, she drew to the shadows, calculating her timing. The government had trained her well, with the CIA and such. Glancing up, she then jumped up and grabbed onto a ledge, bringing herself up to the boarded up window. Latching onto the fire escape which had seen better days, she climbed up to the top, about four stories in the warehouse. Good, a busted window. Slipping through into the shadows, the blonde lied down on a beam, her eyes narrowed slightly upon spotting three supernaturals below. Good, she had beaten Wes by only a few moments most likely. Bringing out the advanced cross bow that she had changed over the years, the Fallen narrowed her eyes, noticing one seemed to have good senses. Shit. She hoped Wes got here soon, distract him, then she could shoot if she had to. Wes would hate her, she knew, or just not like this. But she would say she was...back-up. Just in case. She wasn't about to let Wes get hurt, or killed for that matter as long as she could help it. outfit. click for sexy outfit of killing! words. enough <3 notes. hehe >D <3 ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[westley]

IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G
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It was so peculiar at at that moment, the one he walked away, he had wanted to stay oh so much. However, he didn't look back at Alix as he moved quickly, long strides, his breath starting to come out in huffs as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and shrugged even further into his jacket. However, when he came to a corner, he allowed himself to look back, just a little bit, and he was both glad and disaapointed that Alix didn't come after him, yet he was more glad. He hadn't wanted her there, so she didn't come. This earned her a sliver more respect than she already had from him. He felt like she respected his wishes, and he was really glad, so why had it been so hard, and almost painful, to leave her behind? He sighed, removing his hand out of his pocket for the mere purpose of running it through his hair, his fingers tugging at the roots if only to make his pain more real than the one he thought he felt. Real was good. Real was not confusing in the slightest.

He made his way back to his apartment, quickly making a plan in his head while rummaging around for his weapons. There were a few different one's he'd need, not including the ones he already had on him. He had to prepare to face a Vampire, A shapeshifter and an Immortal all by himself. He felt scared. He felt excited. He felt numb. He couldn't believe it was actually happening, he'd get vengeance, and he promised himself he would not fail, or die trying. Tonight was the night end of. He quickly changed his white jeans for a pair of black ones, making him look dark and sinister, and belng in the shadows. If there was only one thing that could ever give him away, it would be the paleness of his face, seeing as he founf some black leather gloves to hide any other skin. As this process of getting ready flowed, it felt like it was a routine hunt, and eveything came automatically, yet his mind kept drifting back to the words that Alix had spoken of earlier.

"Wes, I know you need to do this alone, but I just...don't want you to."

It had felt like his heart had skipped a beat, the moment the words were uttered from her mouth. Yet he was stubborn, and determined, and he could never let any feelings get in the way of his job. Ever. Now that he was away from the fallen angel, he could focus more on what he was. He could try harder to forget he ever met her, because he knew it was very unlikely that the two would ever actually see each other again. He sighed, pausing just for a second to think whether he had forgotten anything, before heading outand slamming the door to this place. He didn't take his car keys, because he knew that the roar of the engine would be picked up by the sensitive ears. He made his way quickly to the place that Shi had showed him, he knew exactly where it was. It had always been so close, yet Westley had been just so oblivious. He felt stupid and pathetic, he had expected them to be further away, so he's had more time to figure it all out. Don't get him wrong, he was glad that that he could do this tonight, but he was scared too.

When he was there, he made sure to stay to the shadows. He didn't have extra advanced senses, yet he tried his best to think of where they could be, always thinking ahead to find good hiding places. They didn't find him once, he could hide from them again. He moved around the front of the building, there was a door that was slightly ajar, but there was ni light coming though so he took it. He slid in throught the gap, seeing as he really was quite skinny, he stood in the dark for a minute adjusting to the darkness. He looked around, the warehouse seemed so abandoned, it was literally falling apart. He followed the perimeter of the wall, feeling his way throught he building. His heart beat faster with every step he took, but he tried to breathe as quietly as possible. It felt like just another one of his hunts. Like second nature. He turned a corner, and then his eyes settled on the slightest sliver of light from another ajar door. He moved closer, voices of men, so familliar yet so strange, it felt surreal, yet exciting.

He reached for his gun, with the wooden bullets. Wes peeked through the crack, ready to shoot when something happened. The Vampire moved, in the opposite direction of Wes, but he still flinched. It was gone for half a second, before he dragged someone back with him. The voices of the other two men were hushed, yet he could hear, clear as day what they were saying. "What do you think you're doing here girl? Do you want to die?" He moved the door a fraction to see who he was talking to, and he felt his breath hitch as he laid eyes upon a blonde figure, he felt his anger building up. She had come, she had followed him, even when he had told her not to. He assumed that if they knew she was a fallen, they'd torture her, because only another angel could kill here and there was none present. He poked out the tip of his gun, makign sure he was quiet. The men were occupied with Alix, he aimed, and shot at the back of the Vampire's knee with the wooden bullet. He heard him cry out and quickly stepped back. They wouldn't have known where that came from, he hoped.

He heard a loud, "What the hell." From the man, and then he spoke again. "Who did you bring with you girl? How many of you are there?" Wes could hear the anger, the hatered, the bloodlust int he vampire. The other two men had not said anything, but he could guess they had gone to look for Wes. He looked around, and moved quickly towards another door that led to the same room. He hoped that Alix could fight them, he didn't want her to get hurt, Then he stepped into the room, he knew a silver bullet would not matter on a shapeshifter, because their death was very human like, but as the shifter turned around, obviously sensing Wes, he waited for the shifter to come closer. "Who the fuck are you?" The dark eyes of the shifter had haunted him for most of his life, and now he was snarling yet for some reason he had not changed into his animal. Good. When the shifter was close enough, Wes shot it straight through the heart. The bastard. Now, he was ready for the chaos of the other two men. He had to get the immortal close to kill him in the heart, a bullet would not do, and he had to kill the Vampire too. This was going to be one long night.

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[alix]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him ------------ ! ) Lying down on the beam above what was like a raise platform, the blonde narrowed her eyes slightly, then scowled. She'd lost the vampire. Shit. This would be one of the things that would have gotten her killed, and most likely would. At least fallens didn't have much of a scent, but that didn't mean that the vampire just hadn't sensed her. Cursing in her mind in Latin, the blonde shifted slowly, her movements careful and calculating as she then reached for her gun, one loaded with silver bullets, the other with half wooden bullets, the other half just regular bullets. The regular ones would be enough to slow down a vampire till the shots got to the wooden ones. Blue eyes narrowed slightly, keen ears picking up the sounds around her. Her eyes locked in on the immortal and the shifter. She knew Oz would kill this Immortal in an instant if Oz knew what the guy had done. Oz was one who just wanted to live, didn't see any reason finding things through violence. Too bad she hadn't told Wes to invite him along, he would have been a good ally to have now. Feeling her blonde ponytail shift along her back as she moved, her legs hooked around the beam carefully, cautiously, she then tensed when she heard movement beneath her from the shifter and the immortal just - talking. About the recent games. Really? Though her eyes landed on what seemed to be a blueprint of something, she then gasped when a hand coiled around her ankle. Alix was ripped from the beam, and landed with a thud on the platform, the vampire's hand coiled around her ankle. "Well, well, what do we have here? Are you a damn hunter?" thank god he didn't get to see the scars on her beck. Groaning, Alix snarled, throwing up her free leg to attempt to slam her heel into him, though he only caught it, and she then raised the gun, only to have the vampire then loom close to her, pinning her down on the ground, his body only inches from her, his face peering over her. "Now why did you come here, pretty girl?" he sneered, and Alix hissed, "Nothing better to do..." The vampire tossed her guns over the side, allowing the shifter to catch them and set the guns and the cross bow aside. Dragging the fallen, Alix cussed in Latin, receiving a chuckle from the Immortal. If there was another supernatural that matched fallen angels in strength, it would be a vampire, who seemed older too. Then it came to being trained, Alix had the speed, but this vampire had the strength. Grabbing onto her hair, and throwing an arm around her neck, he hissed, his breath rushing around her neck, did she want to die. Laughing slightly, Alix spoke, one of her hands landing on the vampire's arm, blue eyes glancing to the shifter and the immortal, "Please." she smirked, and the vampire inhaled slowly, before then sneering, "She's not human, boys." Alix growled, before suddenly, something slammed into the vampire, causing him to lose focus. Feeling the vampire pull on her hair at his demand of how many she'd brought with her, she whimpered and then hissed, throwing up a heel to clip his knee that had gotten smashed into by a wooden bullet, "Plenty." Blue eyes darkened, and she smirked, before throwing her elbow into the vampire's gut, and throwing herself forwards onto the ground. Rolling over quickly, she aimed a kick to the vampire's ahem - nether regions. Which he unfortunately managed to dodge, causing Alix to get tackled once more. Grunting, the vampire tilted his head, scowling as the shifter vanished, "What the hell are you?" he then looked to the immortal who was toying with her guns, and hissed that there were wooden bullets to get him with. Alix smirked, "What do you think I am?" she laughed, before throwing the vampire off her, she rolled backwards, and as she rolled once more, she placed her hands on the ground, and threw her legs up, slamming a well-aimed kick into the immortal's face. He yelled out, and stumbled back. The vampire chuckled darkly, before he spoke, limping with the wooden bullet obviously from Wes's gun in his knee, "Do you want to take care of the other idiot while I finish her off?" The immortal, checking his nose, nodded and stalked off. Alix stiffened, she'd prefer the immortal, those guys were a pain in the ass to kill. Wes, her thoughts betrayed her, and the Immortal called out, saying his name. Shit, she thought, before narrowing her eyes towards the vampire, "I don't want to have to kill you and this..other thing you brought with you. But...I'm afraid I will. I want you to know...I look forward to draining you of your delicious blood. I'll perhaps even help myself to the other one, smells wonderful too." Like hell you will, Alix cursed in her mind, eyes shifting to the gun with the wooden bullets of her own, ready to launch into this male's chest. Her panic though, was for Wes. He could handle the immortal, couldn't he? Suddenly, the vampire lunged, and with the fallen speed, she dodged it, though he certainly had his strength and clipped Alix with a punch in her side. Flinching, Alix cringed and whirled around, only as she spotted Wes in another room of the warehouse. Wes! She screamed out, before quickly tackling the vampire, and he laughed, "I certainly hope you don't mind me killing both of you tonight. Hey, bring that other one back in here!" he called to the Immortal. Alix snarled, bringing up a wooden stake, "I won't kill you, I'm going to save you." she winked, tossing the stake aside, and then getting off the vampire who seemed...stunned for a brief moment. A little change of game never hurt. Alix tossed her ponytail over the side of her head, "I came to honestly...warn you." she grabbed the gun with silver bullets, tucking it into the right holster at her thigh, the other one empty for now. She eyed the vampire, before then grabbing the gun, before then shooting a wooden bullet at his other leg, causing him to collapse. Lunging, Alix then snarled, hissing in his ear, "I'm not going to kill you, I want to save you for him to kill you." She then backed off, but not before the vampire grabbed her, hurling her to the ground by him. Grunting, Alix looked up at him, half-way over her and he quickly inhaled, before his fangs elongated. Shit. Alix squirmed, before bringing up her legs and then smashing her knee into his head, after his fangs had managed to pierce her skin. Alix, getting up stumbled slightly, the vampire's poison wouldn't affect her, but did make her dizzy. Aiming another shot for his leg to keep him on the ground, Alix smirked. Wes could come after her, sure. But she certainly wouldn't kill the vampire, she wanted him to have that pleasure. outfit. click for sexy outfit of killing! words. enough <3 notes. they'd be an awesome pair to kick-ass together <3 ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[westley]

IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G
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The hunter felt everything kind of wash over him. Panic, adrenaline, his hunter's instincts kicking in. But most of all hate. A complete and utter loathing, because these were the people, the people right in front of him, that had killed his family. That had left an eight year old boy to grow up by himself, into a world of supernatural freaks. He winced at the last thought. That would have been his thoughts before Alix. Before he met her he thought all of them were the same, but yet, somehow in one night, she managed to prove him wrong. How did that happen? It was beyond Westley, and he made sure to focus on the task at hand. Wes held his breath as he watched the supernaturals take Alix. They seemed to be talking, yet Wes could not pay attention.

It was a struggle to not just run in there. He knew that Alix could not be killed by anyone other than another angel, yet he didn't want her hurt. Some sort of protective side of him kicked in, yet he stood there for a second, listening out for something. That's when the immortal came. Wes had been more than ready for him, and as the immortal, very savagely, tried to punch Wes in the face, Wes pulled out his gun and shot him int he stomach. He knew that immortals could not be killed by guns, only by a sharp pressure to the heart, and Wes knew he'd do it with his bare hands. What he knew of immortals was that they could read thoughts, so Wes tried to make his mind as blank as he could as he striked, but maybe it wasn't as well planned because even bending down, the immortal could sense Wes coming, and so he lashed out again actually getting the hunter. He flew towards the other wall, with a grunt, but he was back on his feet in half a second.

"You bloody hunters, think you're all so great. Well you aren't, cause guess what my boy? I'm going to kill you now" Wes narrowed his eyes, making sure that every ounce of concentration was focused on the immortal. He took in the reddish hair, the black eyes the malicious smirk and he felt disgusted. This was his change for vengeance, better take it. Westley did not move. He waited until the immortal made his move. The immortal was faster than Wes, but the hunter was highly skilled and a fraction of a second before the immortal could grab him or do anything, he put out his fist, with his gloves, which thankfully had sharp metal points on them. The feeling of flesh ripping under his palm is the last thing he had wanted that night, but Westley was used to gross feelings like that. The immortal lashed out at his face, scraping his face with his nails, Wes had to fight not to cry out in pain as the blood started to ooze from his face.

Wes made sure that his fingers were wrapped around the heart of the immortal in his body, he squeezed watching the guy contort in pain. "No, I'm going to kill you." That's when he squeezed harder before actually pulling the beating heart out of the immortal's chest. He was glad that the being was not rock solid, because that would have been the worst plan ever. But now, the guy slumped on his arm and he was heavy. Westley's breathed was ragged and hitched. He was just glad that the shapeshifter was dead, but now, he pulled his hand out and watched the body crumple onto the floor. Before he could do anything else he pulled out his lighter. He didn't want the bastard waking up. They had until the warehouse set fire to kill the vampire. He sure as hell hoped that he would be the one to kill him.

The immortal's blood was dripping off of his fingers, and he wiped his bloody cheek, getting more blood on his hand. He felt knackered, but he sure as hell had enough energy to get all of them. He believed that he could kill a whole room of supernaturals, the adrenaline was driving him strongly. That's when he remembered that Alix was still in the other room. He moved quickly when the flames finally spread enough. The stench was horrid, but nothing that Wes hadn't experienced before. The sight that greeted him was relieving. Alix was fine, she was standing over the vampire, gun in her hand while blood was oozing from both of his kneed. Wes smirked. He walked slowly, not looking at the fallen angel. "Hey. Miss me?" He asked the vampire. "Who the fuck are you?" The question was growled from the vampire. But he hadn't moved. He was probably plotting, and Westley would be ready for him.

"Oh right, of course you don't remember me. Why would you? Cause you kill whole families of eight year old boys and then leave him without anyone. Of course that wouldn't even cross your mind." Wes felt so angry now. He wanted to kill the bastard right then. He took his gun of wooden bullets, and shot at the vampire, into his shoulder this time. He watched at the being squirmed, and Wes felt better with every agonized scream. "I don't give a fuck if you don't know who I am, but today, vengeance is mine." He shot again as he walked closer to the vampire. He could see how pissed of the vampire was getting, but he also knew that every bullet made him weaker. Good. He deserved it, and Wes kept feeling better and better. He didn't feel his cheek anymore, not did he feel anything bot loathing at this moment in time. At this moment in time, Wes looked savage, ready to kill.

He could feel every single scar on his back, through his training that he got, just for this one moment. He smiled. "You know, I'm kinda disappointed. I've spent so long hunting you down, and you're not even fighting back." He said, with a soft malicious laugh. blood was dripping off of his fingers, and he could hear the smirk in the vampire's words. "I've killed so many of you, this doesn't even feel special anymore." He kept going, while he moved closer, small step by small step. All of his attention was focused on the vampire. "Filthy hunter." The vampire spat, "It won't be that easy." The moment that the vampire lunged at Wes, he didn't even flinch. He was expecting for the vampire to make a move. So he shot, this time it managed to hit his stomach before he fell to the floor again.

Wes put away his gun. He pulled out his stake, and went to sit on top of the vampire. He placed the sharp point on his heart, and leaned in close, breathing right in his ear. "Today vengeance is mine." He said, that's when the vampire grabbed his neck and bit him. But Wes knew how to pull away, which meant that the bite was that much more painful. He stabbed him just below the heart, twisting the stake. He wanted to torture him, to make him feel pain. The vampire cried out. He twisted it again, anger in his eyes, hate, and loathing, and he didn't even know his name. He didn't care. As long as he was dead. The features have haunted him since Wes was eight. Now it was his chance. He pulled out the stake suddenly, knwing it would be that much more painful before running it across the vampire's throat, hard enough to cut. The vampire writhed and Wes was enjoying this. He felt like a mad man, overcome by the feeling of hatred. To some this might have seemed monstrous, but right at this moment, Wes could have cared less. It was just him and the vampire.

"You don't know how long I've fucking hated you. How long I have wanted to kill you." He mused, not caring that blood was coming out of his neck and face. He didn't care, it was just here and now. The vampire was whimpering now. The sound pleased Westley. It meant he was hurting. The vampire had blood coming out of his neck, and into a pool on the floor. He was dripping as was Wes, and then finally Wes decided he just wanted it over. He brought the stake above his head, the look of fear crossing the vamp's face. He plunged the stake right into the heart of the bastard, using all of his force. He knew that the vampire was dead, but he pulled it out again ad striked again, and again, feeling tears washed down his blood stained cheeks.

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( words idkk ) ( tags izzy dear with alix <3 ) ( outfit CLICK! for the sexyness ) ( lyrics "zombie" by the cranberries ) ( credit this template was made by zee (a.k.a. FLUNK IS A FOUR LETTER WORD of caution 2.0). Steal, and you will wake up inside a snowman on the north flippin' pole. )
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[alix]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him ------------ ! ) The Fallen could feel the vampire's poison run through her veins, as her body counteracted it. She fell to one knee, whimpering slightly, this wound would take at least a few hours to heal due to the poison, she snarled at the vampire, who looked pleased with himself. It was this type of supernatural, these beings that gave them the stigma that Wes carried, but not only Wes, every other Hunter, human or even supernaturals who had been harmed by those who can't die that easily. Alix's heart went out to them, just the very idea of losing her family to a supernatural, she understood Wes's want for revenge, she knew she had gotten it on the man who killed her husband after she forfeited her wings, fought the illness that claimed her son, and protected her son's then wife who couldn't bear children till the day old age claimed her. All the pain from the losses over the years washed over Alix, realizing the poison could do that, let her live the pain she rarely felt anymore, the pain of a bullet stinging her, the pain of losing someone. Blue eyes closed for a moment, as she shivered, allowing the poison to ripple through her blood, keeping her gun trained on the vampire, she had three wooden bullets left, the others were just plain ones, which would do nothing but slow the vampire down. Shaking slightly, the Fallen looked up in mild horror when she realized the fight in the other room had ended, and her fear climaxed. What if Wes had been hurt? She'd never forgive herself. Never be able to think of the hunter who just...caught her, caught her attention, and certainly one she knew she never wanted to be too far away from. The blonde nibbled her bottom lip before she then narrowed her eyes when the vampire cooed, mockingly, "Stings, doesn't it Fallen? Why would you betray us supernatural for a bloody Hunter? He'll do nothing but aim to kill you." Alix shook her head, and raised her gun, "Never. You are the cause of this." she leaned against the table where her cross bow was, keeping him there for Wes. Her eyes shifted from the immortal being when she caught movement, and a sigh of relief rippled past her lips. It was Wes. He had survived. Thanking God - like she had a right to - Alix was thrilled to see him alive - despite bloodied on the face. Tensing, she wanted to run to him even if it sounded horribly cliche-y, and just tend to his bloody face, the cuts he had maintained. Tucking her gun away, Alix checked her neck, the bleeding had stopped, but that didn't mean the puncture marks weren't there. "I love Fallen blood, like an angel's, but with some human to it." he sneered as Wes entered the room. Alix growled, before placing her heeled boot on the vampire's foot, and pressing down on it, aiming to snap a few bones in the being's foot, as Wes approached him, looking to kill. Jumping slightly at the ring of bullets in the air, Alix then flinched as the vampire lunged, "Wes!" she yelped, unable to stop herself. Dammit Alix, she told herself, he can handle himself. Blue eyes wide with shock and horror, she gasped and cringed when the vampire managed to bite Wes, though fortunately he didn't seem to get any poison into the hunter's bloodstream. Thank god, or Shi would certainly have a night on her hands. Thankful for that bit, Alix took a few tentative steps towards the pair of males on the floor. What should she do? Intervene? Tell Wes to just kill him and get it over with? She couldn't do that, she knew the pain, the wrath Wes was feeling towards this vampire. The hatred, the fury, the pain he had harbored all these years was pouring out of him, the air reeked of blood, not only Wes' but the vampire's older blood as well. Alix was...stunned frozen, like a marble statue. Wes looked deranged, overcome with the rage he had within his being. The pain he was inflicting on the vampire after all these years. Her fingers twitched for her gun, her instinct telling her, with her own adrenaline, her own fight-or-flight action going on, she wanted to dearly tell Wes it would be okay. She glanced away though, as Wes drove the stake in, before then, she heard the unmistakeable sound of him driving it in, over, and over. The Fallen couldn't let him do this to himself, couldn't let him be overwhelmed by the emotions that humans were prone to. The greed, the hatred, the fury, the pain and suffering. Suddenly, the fallen lunged, tackling Wes, shoving him off the vampire's body, herself landing on top of the hunter, her hands pinning his own down, her eyes gentle, "Wes!" she spoke, as if to snap him out of it, the vampire was dead, the being lay still after the multiple stabs to his heart with the wooden stake. The Fallen sighed, hair falling past her shoulder as she did so, on top of Wes, "Please Wes...it's over..." she begged quietly, knowing her emotions were getting involved, but first she wanted to be sure he was okay, not only physically, but especially mentally. "You did it..." she spoke, to reassure him he had done it. Alix wanted nothing more than to comfort him, to be there for Wes through this, she just couldn't watch him do that to himself, to let him live with it afterwards, even if he knew the vampire this one was rotten to the core. The Fallen hesitated, remaining on top of the Hunter, her legs pinning his own as she kept him pinned, unless of course he decided to roll over, Alix tilted her head gently, keeping silent, letting Wes calm down. She could feel his muscles beneath her body, his strength, the power. Good Lord, the rage he had harbored all these years, unleashed in a matter of minutes. Slowly, Alix released his hands, getting off of him if he hadn't pinned her down beneath him. It was over, she felt an odd sense of pride for Wes, for him having done it. Keeping silent, Alix looked to the Hunter quietly. She couldn't believe it, though she could at the same time. She wanted to hug Wes, and staying close to him, her hand grabbed his arm, and her mouth opened to say something but...her voice failed. Of course. Dropping her hand from his arm, her eyes landed on his face, "I want to take care of that." she spoke, giving him no option on that front. outfit. click for sexy outfit of killing! words. enough <3 notes. they'd be an awesome pair to kick-ass together <3 ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[westley]

IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G
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Westley hit the floor with a loud thump, and he didn't know what it was or where it had come from. He had a hazy recollection of someone calling his name, and then the impact hit him so hard that he wasn't ready for it. He was still so angry, and being a hunter, he had to defend himself. Wes was about to lash out at whoever was on top pf him, when the look he saw in the blue eyes stopped him. They were soft, not ravenous, caring, not about to hurt him, so he didn't bother with defending himself. After a second of looking into those eyes he realised where he was. What had happened, and what the anger had made him. He recalled his angry haze, the adrenaline that had kicked in. The fear and agony of what had happened all those years ago, not at all lessened by time. But he knew that not it was over. Now he could breathe, well of course, not with another body on top of him.

The relief that flooded through him was so immense, that even with the body on top of him, he just slumped, as if he were without any energy. As if he had used it all up to feed his rage. He had done it. Alix said so. So why didn't he feel like he had? The hurt was still there. There wasn't any less of it, because it didn't bring back his family, though he knew that, except his need for vengeance was too strong. Then he remembered that Alix was still on top of him. And suddenly he felt mad at her. For being there. For being there when he told her not to. He shoved her off him, not too rouchly, but insistently. He stood up, rubbing his bloody hands onto his trousers. He wasn't sure whether that blood was vampire blood or immortal blood. Idt didn't matter, as long as the blood spilled hadn't been his. But then he remembered that he had been cut. And bitten. That was when he could finally feel the throbbing in his cheek and neck as the gashes still made blood flow. Damn he had been bitten hard.

He looked straight at Alix. His look cold and closed off. He knew that there was something he had forgotten, but he couldn't remember for the life of him what that was. She said something about getting rid of the body. Good. He hoped she burned it. The sucker deserved a slow boiling, even if he was dead. Wes stood there for a second, not being able to fathom what had just happened. The ache in his heart was stronger, but now it was for two reasons The first one because his family were still dead, and he missed them so so dearly. And second of all because he felt betrayed. So betrayed that Alix did not feel he could do this on his own, even when he had asked her to just let him go. No, she couldn't listen and that made Wes mad.

There was no warmth at all as he looked at the Fallen. "You came. After I told you to stay. I said I had to do this on my own. You didn't listen." He said all these words, as if tasting them anew, slowly and forcefully. He swallowed hard, suddenly ever so thirsty. He ran his bloody fingers through his hair, not caring that he was a sticky mess. He looked down at the ground, at the mess in front of him, and he felt really sad. The feeling of sadness was so overwhelming that he felt tears spill from his eyes. Leaving clear lines on where the blood on his cheek was still running, because the scratches went deep. There'd be scars. The salty water made the wounds sting a little, and he felt weak. He just wanted to sit down, but then he could smell fire. And that was what he had forgotten. That he had lit the immortal on fire. He knew that had to get out, but Westley could not move. He didn't care if he burned, now that what he wanted to do was finally done.

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[alix]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him ------------ ! ) Her fingers coiled in the leather jacket, keeping him and her close, the Fallen nodded gently to Wes, after she had tackled him, she seemed to have gotten through to him. Thank god. She felt him literally relax his muscles beneath her after realizing it was over. Alix tilted her head gently, the Fallen sighed heavily, before she then shook her head gently, and reassured him, "It's done Wes..." she wanted more than anything to just make sure he was all right, physically she knew she'd tend to his wounds whether he liked it or not. She'd make sure he wouldn't get affected by them later on. Shi was close by probably, she could take him to her. Besides from what she guessed he liked Shi, or at least respected her since he didn't seem to have gotten too horribly ruffled over meeting the redheaded woman. Alix grunted when he then pushed her off, not roughly though, and she then eyed his cheek, and then the bite marks. Her angel side was telling her, yelling at her how she could have let this happen to a human. Especially Wes. Her heart shot a pang through her body, and the blonde tensed slightly. God she wished more than anything to just be able to go ahead and she then dropped her hand from his arm the moment his gazed locked onto her. He was - she swore - the only one in the world who could make her feel like a child just by looking at her. Like she was actually young and had no experience in life. The Fallen hesitated, then glanced to notice the other room was burning with the immortal in it, and that it was beginning to spread over here. Adjusting both her guns in the straps on her legs, she tensed when he then opened his mouth. Looked like it had to hurt to move his cheek with the claw marks. They stung. Harsh, cold - no emotions. Alix flinched slightly, feeling as if he had just bitten her on the arm or something with those words. She could play dumb and say she had never been a good listener, but her pride got in her way before she could think of something else to say, "Wes...what would have happened if I hadn't been here? I...didn't want anything to happen to you." she paused, realizing that he did get those marks on his cheeks, and she scowled when he then seemed to get comfortable upon spotting the fire. "I couldn't stand the thought of you coming here alone with them...I knew you could do it but...I didn't want anything horrible to happen to you." Her heart poked her logic slightly, telling her the real reason why she had come here with him. Because she cared about him. More than she probably should. Alix spotted the tears, and she approached him, "Please Wes...I only wish for you to forgive me..." she asked, before then grabbing him, "I'm not letting you burn if that's what you're thinking." she spoke, not blaming this on her angel side. No, she liked Wes - she shouldn't - but she did, and nothing was going to change that. She didn't want to see him get hurt, and the first worry was just getting his wounds taken care of. But first they had to go somewhere safe, maybe Shi's. Alix would prefer not to take him to her place so he didn't know where she lived, and Shi had wards around her place, put there by a witch so she actually had to invite people into her house to be allowed inside. Alix shot him a dark look, and spoke, noticing the flames beginning to lick their way towards the two of them. Oh hell no, she thought, tugging on Wes, "Wes, please." she begged, her voice finally betraying what she was thinking, what she was feeling, "I beg of you." she kept her hand around his, comforting him, "Come with me..." she asked simply, knowing if he didn't agree, she'd just knock his sorry butt out. Hesitating, Alix then glanced towards the fire, before pulling her gun, "I'm sorry Wes..." she apologized, and then promptly knocked the Hunter out with his attention distracted by the flames. Catching him, Alix then quickly shot towards Shi's place nearby, getting invited in. Shi clicked her tongue towards the two, "Love birds...lemme take care of him Alix." Alix shook her head, "No...I want to..please." Shi shrugged as Alix set him on the couch, before placing a towel beneath his head so that the blood wouldn't hurt Shi's couch. Shi's boyfriend, Jackson entered, handing Alix the first aid kit, Alix then set down aside a bottle of cooled water, and then spoke, unholstering her guns from the straps on her thighs, "Can we...be alone?" she asked, as Shi nodded, closing the door to the parlor, letting Alix and Wes be. Okay, he'd most likely aim to kill her for that, but she had had a feeling he would have fought her more. Alix glanced towards him nervously, taking her hair out of the ponytail and letting it fall in waves, before cleaning Wes's wounds, the bite mark and putting some gauze over it, as well as the marks. One would require stitches, the others, just carefully placed strips to make sure they healed nicely. Alix tilted her head gently, and then once she had cleaned up Wes, though leaving his hair, she lightly, swiped a towel over Wes's hands, before getting up and walking around the small table, knowing he'd wake up soon. Unzipping her outfit slightly, she then sighed, sliding out of it, only to show just...her underwear. Grabbing the dress Shi let her borrow, Alix set her outfit aside and dressed into the white summer dress, before sitting down across the room from Wes, the dimly-lit room, patiently waiting for him to wake up. Sure, he could take her to the guardians, she didn't care. Her primary concern had been Wes. She cared too much about him to let him try and kill himself with the fire. Screw that. Narrowing her eyes slightly in thought, the fallen then looked up to see Cleopatra enter the room, and meow towards Wes, near his ear as if attempting to wake him up. "Come 'ere Cleopatra dear." Alix snapped her fingers gently, and picked up the cat, before looking to Wes in mild horror as he stirred. outfit. click for sexy outfit of killing! words. enough <3 notes. 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[westley]

IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
T H E Y A R E F I G H T I N G
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Westley felt like he was underwater. He felt traumatised. Relieved. Angry. And the words that were fluttering from the angel's mouth were only half heard. He could not focus on her for the time being, if only because he was trying to work out what he was feeling. What it was that made him ache. It was done. He knew it, and Alix pointed it out to him once again, so why was he still hurting? He guessed that an encounter like this opens up to wounds again. And that made him weak. He did not want to be weak, or sappy. He was strong, independent, he was a killer. He knew it, as did Alix. She spoke about her not wanting him to get hurt. She spoke of him forgiving her. And then, her final sentence made his gaze whip round to look at her. She couldn't have possibly known what he was thinking, but maybe he was really wearing his heart on his sleeve. He was pissed off. Betrayed. He wanted her to leave him alone. He hoped that was evident in his expression too.

The flames were beautiful. His blue eyes did not flicker away as they consumed his mind, wanting him to move closer. They seemed like the only light int he whole place, like a safety light in this whole messed up life of his, in the dark that he's been wallowing in for so long now. Alix's begs and pleads went unnoticed as he was consumed by the light. It was so beautiful. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He had killed so many times before, but now something seemed to have snapped. He felt like his psychologically correct mind was no longer. Something had snapped and he felt mad. Not angry, but insane. He also knew that if he was looking at himself from the outside, he would look pathetic. That why the hell was he so bothered about it all, it was over and done with, not something he hadn't done before.

The next moment everything went blank, with three little words dancing at his subconsciousness. "I'm sorry Wes." And then there was nothing. He felt like he was consumed by the blackness for less than a minute, but he realised that it must have been longer, because didn't feel like he was where he had been. The moment he started regaining consciousnesses, he didn't dare move a single little bit. Wandering whether he had burned, but wouldn't he had been in hell? No, this felt too warm and comfortable. When his curiosity got the better of him, he stirred, feeling his head ache. It was throbbing, right on the back of it. If he didn't know any better, he would thought that he'd been knocked out by a blow to the head, but he was confused and couldn't come to a conclusion. As his eyes opened, he winced at the dim light, for even if it wasn't bright, his eyes had to take a second to adjust.

He moved to sit up, noticing that he was not somewhere remotely familiar. He was confused, his blue eyes dancing over things in the room, trying to take them in until they landed on Alix. Then everything came back. Her words before he saw black came back too. She looked beautiful in white, yet he could not bring himself to feel anything warm towards her. Well he was telling himself that anyway. He was too stubborn and big headed for his own good. He frowned, glad that the feeling of being insane was not there any mo. Glad that he is finally away from it all. He looked at Alix, stared at her for a long minute. She noticed that she had a cat, and at a closer look he realised where he must be. Cleopatra was in the arms of Alix, which meant that he was at Shi's. He should have known.

He moved, feeling weak sitting on that bed. He could feel a sting here, a muscle clenching there, but he didn't wince. He just got to his feet. "You shouldn't have brought me here." Wes said this, his voice was hoarse, looking straight at the girl, more sad than angry. Sad that a person he had grown to like, even against all odd's, didn't have enough faith in him to just listen to him and stay away. The hunter cleared his throat, remembering the cuts. He made his fingers move up towards where they were, and he felt them bandaged if you could say that. It must have been Shi. Or Alix. He didn't want to be there any longer. Wes just wanted to go home and sleep. Forget everything for a while. "I should go." He said, looking around for anything that was missing of his, his words held no emotion towards the angel, but he felt like he should at least talk to her. But no, he didn't need someone like that in his life, someone who he was sure would make a promise and not keep it, because a fraction of it had been proved already. The night was ending, and all Wes wanted to do was sink into the ground, but he was sure that the ache in his heart wouldn't let him do it. In other instances he would have tried to fight her. To get hind anger out physically, but he did not have to strength. He felt so, so tired.

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( words idkk ) ( tags izzy dear with alix <3 ) ( outfit CLICK! for the sexyness ) ( lyrics "zombie" by the cranberries ) ( credit this template was made by zee (a.k.a. FLUNK IS A FOUR LETTER WORD of caution 2.0). Steal, and you will wake up inside a snowman on the north flippin' pole. )
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[alix]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him ------------ ! ) Curled up on the chair, her legs drawn up, with her feet to her side, and her calves together, the blonde was stroking the rare cat silently, watching Wes, praying to Him, if he even cared about the fallen, about her anymore. Nibbling her bottom lip, she looked to Cleopatra, and then lifted her head when Shi entered, a pair of fitted jeans and a white blouse on her, the redhead inquired, "How is he?" Alix shrugged, as Cleopatra mewed towards the woman, "Still out." Shi gave her a knowing look, "You knocked him out didn't you?" Alix smiled weakly, innocently before shrugging, and allowing Cleo to curl up tighter into her arms, as if to hold her there. Shi nodded and set down a little box near Wes's sleeping body, "This is for him when he wakes up." Shi nodded gently, "I...actually, it will be in the newspaper tomorrow, and I found this, I thought he would like it." Frowning, Alix opened her mouth to ask, though Shi then left, leaving Alix in silence, thinking over everything. Wes had asked her to stay out of it, she hadn't. Did she feel horrible and ashamed? Hell yes she did, but what would have happened if she hadn't been there? She shivered, she didn't want to think about that. Closing her eyes, she paused when she felt a few tears run down her cheeks, and a gentle purring pull her out of her thoughts as well. Wes could have handled it, she told her irrational side. He wouldn't have died, he couldn't. He had so much to live for. Her heart sank, and she shook her head, placing a hand on her temple, ruffling her hair slightly as she did so. He'd hate her, but she wanted to spend the rest of his life here to make it up to him. Straightening in the chair, the Fallen then lifted her head upon hearing him stir. Glancing towards the bottle of water and the aspirin, as he came to, shifting, she spoke softly, "There's...aspirin for the pain...shouldn't bother your wounds too much..." Though it could possibly lessen his blood, make it thinner, she had patched up the scratches and the bite well enough she wasn't too worried about it. Cleopatra, upon realizing the male had awoken, stood up, meowed and padded over to him as he leaned up, looking stiff. She could only imagine. Then he spoke, and the words hit like bullets, stinging her. She wished she didn't hear them. She wished she would have just listened, but would he have been in worse shape than this? Most likely, he was a Hunter, trained to do what she had been trained to do for the government, but she did it for the "bad guy" and he did it to kill the supernaturals. Like her. Standing up as he did, she shook her head, handing Wes the tiny box, "This is your's, Shi wants you to have it." she spoke, her voice quiet, soft as silk in the air. She knew Wes was sad, pissed too. Alix remained quiet though. She had been stupid, she'd admit, but she hadn't wanted to see him get hurt, even if he was a Hunter, she wouldn't take on three supernaturals, two being difficult to kill by herself. Unless she was bent on revenge, which was what Wes had been but now...now he was free - in the sense of the ones who killed his family gone. Holding out the small wooden box to him, hoping he'd accept the little trinket from Shi, Alix could only wonder what was in it. Shi walked by a door way, calling to Cleopatra so she could feed her. Upon hearing his comment, Alix quickly, stumbling slightly over her boots, caught his arm, "Wes please...don't." she begged, before sounding how not only sad did she sound like he looked, but...pitiful. She may be a lot of things, but she sure as hell wouldn't be pitiful. Maybe though, even if she had grown feelings for him, they lead two different lives. He was a Hunter, she, a Fallen. Yet they just seemed to...match together. Alix didn't want to see Wes get hurt, and she certainly did want to see him again more than tonight. But that latter idea she had a high doubt wouldn't happen if he ever forgave her. She spoke, "Just rest more...your body needs to recuperate." the Fallen asked, before Shi entered, of course, "I'm sorry to interrupt, but only for a moment." she eyed Wes, "Wes, do you want to sleep here for awhile? I have an extra room, or I could drive you home." She then stepped behind the door, not giving Wes a chance to answer, having him flag her down if he wanted to leave or not, therefore giving him and Alix more privacy. Alix's eyes locked onto his, before she whispered softly, looking down, "I'm so sorry Wes." outfit. click for sexy outfit of killing! words. enough <3 notes. good, she finally said it. smh. <33 ah, wes is a stubborn brat, but he's Alix's stubborn brat <33 ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[westley]

IN YOUR HEAD, IN YOUR HEAD
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Maybe he was wrong. Maybe he shouldn't be mad at Alix. Maybe he should thank her for being in a worse state than the bites and scratches, after all, he's had worse, and he has scars on his back to prove it. He felt like being awake was a bad idea. He felt like he should sleep everything off to get a clearer state of mind. Then he would be a reasonable person to talk to. He gladly welcomed the cat, who padded over from where Alix was to where Wes was now standing. He smiled. Cat's were such peculiar creatures. He ran his fingers through the cat's soft fur in a soft caress. He smiled a little as it weaved in and out of his legs. The cat made him feel warm where her hot fur touched his leg. He felt reassured. He was starting to really like Cleopatra.

Wes looked curiously at the box that Shi had given him. Yet, he didn't feel it was the right time to open it. He didn't know why he had that feeling, but he felt like maybe he should do it in private. Whatever the little box held called out to him, so he took it with a thankful half smile from Alix, their fingers brushing a little, he let out a sigh. He had heard what she said. It was going in circles in his mind now, just spinning and spinning. Then he heard the unmistakable voice of the ever so kind redheaded woman. She was calling her kitty for food, and he was a little sad to see her go. Strangely, she was a comfort to him. Rest. That word was music to his ears, so divine. Every muscle in his body felt rigid and broken and tired and just without any energy. He would welcome a rest. That was when Shi popped her head in the door again.

Wes was about to polite decline the invitation to stay when Alix shut the door right in front of Shi's face. He looked at her, his gaze laced with curiosity. She looked so sad. So small when she said those words. The same words that she had said before he had blacked out. He sighed, he felt dirty. His whole body felt filthy compared to her clean white look. She didn't look like a fallen angel, quite the contrary, she looked like a glowing angel, and Wes felt his heart clench slightly at how cold he'd been. Then he abruptly remembered the warehouse. "I remember what you said." Wes didn't wait for her too look up at him, he walked a little closer and put his index finger under her chin, before tilting her head up a little to look into her eyes.

"I guess the words got stuck into my subconscious, but I remember. How you said you cared." His words were barely louder than a whisper. He let go of her chin, not moving further away. He pushed a strand of blond hair behind her ear as his breath hitched just a little. "I can't believe I've only known you a night. Yet, I've experienced more emotions than in my whole life put together." He laughed a little, a soft quiet laugh. "I felt betrayed when you showed up, because, well, just because I would have thought you'd have at least a little faith in me." He made sure to look right into her eyes then, uncertainty flickering over his features before he spoke to her again. "But then I think about walking away, even after all that, it hurts. I don't know why. But it does." He closed his eyes and swallowed, letting out a soft breath.

He smiled humourlessly then. "But then I also remember what I am, and what you are. A hunter and a supernatural. A cat and a mouse. Whichever way you wanna look at it." He said this slowly, as if tasting the words for the first time. But his gaze was intense, and he didn't know what the hell was coming over him because just a minute ago he was emotionless and betrayed, but she had taken care of him. Even after all that she saw, she had stayed, even when he had told her to go. "I met you not twenty four hours ago Alix, I should have killed you, or attempted to anyway, in anyway I could, but I didn't because you make me question everything about myself." He was being truthful, so so truthful and it was becoming a little painful to speak, because he had said so many words, his jaw working over time. He realised now that he had feelings. Strong feelings for this woman in white, and he realised they were not going away either. But he had to make sure. He had to make sure this was real, and that was when he tilted her chin up again, before leaning down and placing his lips on her in a soft kiss.

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( words idkk ) ( tags izzy dear with alix <3 ) ( outfit CLICK! for the sexyness ) ( lyrics "zombie" by the cranberries ) ( credit this template was made by zee (a.k.a. FLUNK IS A FOUR LETTER WORD of caution 2.0). Steal, and you will wake up inside a snowman on the north flippin' pole. )
ooc - wes is giving in.. the temptation is too much for this poor boy.

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