Meredith Delany (band_chicka) wrote in btvsal, @ 2009-09-07 21:36:00 |
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Odd Night
Who: Mere and Devin
Where: An Old Cemetery
When: Tuesday Night
Mere was sitting on a tombstone in a cemetery, smoking a cigarette. God, it felt so fucking cliched to be doing this, but this was actually a quiet place, which was what she wanted right now. No vampires seemed to use this place for any sort of hangout, nor did she have to run off any goths from the area or anything like that. She was hoping to have her final night be calm and easy. She really didn't want to think about anything right now. Of course, things rarely go the way she wanted them to these days.
"Hey... you alright?" The voice had come from behind her, as Devon was stealthy, even for a vampire. He placed a hand on her shoulder, rubbing it sweetly. "I'm hoping you went and saw your friends earlier... you need to go into this remembering what you're fighting for. Who you're fighting for."
"I've been talking with them a lot lately," she said to him, not turning around for the time being. "Everyone is sort of being with their significant others tonight. Not that I blame them, which sort of explains why I'm all alone."
"You're not, you know." He felt his arms instinctively wrap around her for a tender hug. "Alone, I mean. Not if you don't want to be. I've never stopped caring for you, Meredith. No matter who or what you become... you'll always be the girl I pined for back in Sunnydale."
Mere flicked the cigarette away, resting her hands on his arms as he hugged her from behind. "I'm a mess, Devon. A big, loony mess. Had a talk with Jack before I left tonight. Turns out my mother is a freaking vampire as well. That's why she took off on us. To avoid eating us. Sort of explains the conscious thing...I think. I didn't realize that vampirism ran in the family." She snorted.
"You'd be surprised how much it seeps into all of our lives, Mere." He kept his voice calm, hoping that maybe this tidbit would take her mind off of her troubled. "Ever wonder how I remain so... calm? In addition to the years of learning... when I was turned, I was in training to become a PRIEST, Mere. I was weeks from taking my vows when I was attacked. And it was by a cousin I'd thought long dead."
"I got picked up at a bar, Devon," Mere pointed out. "I was probably lucky that I didn't just turn out to be food...or maybe I was supposed to. I'm sure that he didn't expect to be a pile of dust an hour later," she pointed out. "I didn't realize you were training to be a priest, though."
"Yeah, so picture that one sometime. Me in a COLLAR." He said, trying not to laugh now himself. It'd been so long ago, he felt like a different person now. "I have something... I need to show you. I wanted you to see this earlier, but I needed to make sure you were going into this fight for the right reasons."
That actually elicited a little bit of a smirk from Mere. "Almost sounds sexy," she said, looking at him. "I'm doing this in hopes of proving...I guess to myself, that I'm worth redeeming, but let's see what you've got."
"When I was... trying to get info from Wolfram & Hart... I stumbled across this." He pulled out a small piece of parchment, unrolling it slowly. "A prophecy of some sort... loosely translated, it essentially says that a vampire will go into battle looking for redemption, and will come out rewarded. What that means, I don't know... but obviously... you were meant to be there. Far as I know, I'm the only other vampire on our side here... and I don't need no redemption."
Mere looked over the parchment, and somehow managed to not laugh. "Not sure if I believe in those things," she admitted with an unneeded sigh. "You sure that's even for this battle? Or is it a battle thousands of years from now? I'm there because I want to be. Not exactly looking for a reward."
"Exactly. Which is why you're going to deserve... whatever the hell it is." He whispered to her, "I'm going in with you. If you're fighting... I'm fighting too. Till the very end."
She still wasn't sure if she believed in any sort of predictions of the future, but the fact that he believed in her meant a lot, so maybe that's what really mattered. "Till the end then," she said to him with a smile.
He wasn't going to push anything. Not tonight. But he knew how he felt, and also knew that she did not deserve to spend tonight alone. He grabbed her, kissing her softly, like he used to in Sunnydale... only now he was able to not hold back for fear of hurting her. "Look... we gotta be in the same place, at the same time. Spend the night with me?"
Mere was surprised by the kiss. God, feel the emotion going all around today. She felt more in it this time. It may have been because he didn't have to hold back anymore. It may have been...something else that she didn't really have the sanity left in her to deal with at the moment. "Hope that isn't the only reason you want to spend the night with me. Carpooling isn't *that* worth it."
He laughed, giving her an incredulous grin. "Jackass." He said as he hugged her. "Like it wasn't like being stabbed every time I saw you kissing that wolf..."
"Wolf's in love with a slayer," Mere pointed out, hugging him back. "Forget about him. I don't need to be around someone who's pining for someone else."
"Then... be with the one who's never stopped pining for YOU." He said, cupping her chin in his hands. "This might be our last night. Let's make it one worth dying for, hm?"
"Why does everyone keep talking like that?" It was really more of a rhetorical question more than anything. "I don't know about you, but I have no plans on coming back as dust in a baggie. Now, that doesn't mean that I don't want to make tonight worth remembering."
"Good. Then shut up and come home with me." He threw back with a laugh. "Sound like a plan?"
"Sounds like a perfect plan," Mere said with a grin. "Now I get to show you the stuff you held back on in Sunnydale."