Meredith Delany (band_chicka) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-02-19 22:17:00 |
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Current location: | Eden |
Current mood: | determined |
Entry tags: | ash kowalski, mere delany, place: la |
It's Best For the Both of Us
Who: Mere and Ash
Where: Eden
When: Friday Night, Feb. 19
This was the first time Ash had left his house since the night Lucy died. He'd spent this whole last week going through every tome of dark magic he could get his hands on. Trying to find some way to change things. To take out his rage at the very gods... and bring his love back. But somehow... in that very rage, he'd awakened a part of himself he thought long gone, a part that he never wanted to be again. As he walked through Eden, he looked, well... like a mini-Sith Lord. Black suit and tie, with a black hooded cloak over it, the hood shadowing his face, save for those eyes, which were now past the point of being their usual onyx that they turned when he channeled dark energy... and were now glowing dark, blood red.
What Mere was doing here was anyone's guess. She didn't have the hatred of Eden that some of her friends had, but she wasn't the hugest fan of goth music, either. Still, she hadn't felt in a good enough mood to go to Avarice tonight. Actually, she had no real interest in seeing anyone that she knew for the moment, because she felt like getting fucked up and forgetting, well, everything up to her name if she could help it, at least for a few hours. You'd be amazed at how much alcohol a vampire would have to drink to even get a buzz, but she was starting to get there. She hadn't seen when Ash came in, but more felt it. She looked toward the door, then immediately looked back toward the back of the bar she was sitting at. Not who she wanted to see right now, if only because he felt beyond help at the moment.
Ash, of course, was loving this place because it was positively swimming with dark energy. Eden's more supernatural clientele were feeding Ash with all the power he was needing right now... and then he saw HER. With a wicked grin, he walked over to the vampire, laying a pale hand on her shoulder. "Well... glad to see you left before the sun came up."
"No, I hung out, turned into dust, but then was magically raised just so that I could be here for your grand reccoming out into the free world," Mere said quickly, turning to look at him since he decided to make his presence known to her. "So, what does the world owe the pleasure?"
His eyes had to have alarmed her as, even at his darkest, they'd never looked, well... like Courtney's, to be honest. It was as though they no longer went from normal to black... they were just consistently red now. "Is that any way to talk to someone you want so badly to.... help?" He grinned, stroking her cheek with his fingertips. "Maybe I just want to repay you..."
"I bet," she muttered staring at her drink for a moment before setting it down. "Ash, your eyes wouldn't look like that if you had actually come to your senses," she pointed out to him. Still, she WANTED to believe him.
He wasn't lying to her... or at least he didnt THINK he was. To him? He was just fine. He had his grand solution... now it was a matter of biding his time. "You want so badly to help me...." he reached behind her, pulling her head back by the hair. "Then help me. Distract me. I'm tired of feeling... all this pain." He leaned in, whispering to her... "Let ME be the one giving the pain..."
Her head jerked back, but it didn't hurt. "Not sure that would help you, Ash," she pointed out. "Besides, pain isn't exactly my forte." Sure, as a vampire she liked it, but it wasn't her personal thing, anyway.
"Come on..." He said with a sneer on his face. "We've both been wanting this... I didn't act on it because I didn't want to hurt Lucy." He leaned in, kissing her along the side of the neck. "In case you haven't noticed... that's no longer an issue."
Says the guy who wants to bring her back, she thought, but didn't say. "And I didn't act on it because I didn't want to hurt Devon," Mere said, although she shuddered when he started to kiss her neck just the same.
"Stop trying to be so... pure. Just give in to what you want." Unfortunately, he meant in EVERY way. "This world... will be changing soon. Just enjoy it now."
"What do you mean the world will be changing soon?" Mere asked him. Might as well try and figure out just what in the hell he was planning, anyway.
"Shh. Trust me. All things will soon be better. And then? We'll all have the happiness we desire." He nipped her throat then, an arm snaking around her waist. "So for now... give yourself the thing you know you've been craving..."
Goddamn did she want to. May the gods forgive her for it, but she wanted to. "Don't make it sound like I was the only one craving," she snapped at him.
"If you were..." he said, taking the hood down, his eyes showing fully now, including the dark circles under them. "I wouldn't be doing this right now, would I?"
She sighed. "What is it that you're really wanting, Ash?" Mere asked him, turning fulling around to face him. "You want to go fuck in the bathroom or something? There are plenty of girls floating around here that you can get that from."
"Yes. I've had to turn several of them down already, actually." Sadly, he had. Seems teenaged goth girls love a pale, angsty young man. Who'd have thought, hm? "Yet notice how I'm not touching THEM right now..."
"No, you're not," she said to him. "I'm amazed, actually. They wouldn't put up half the fight I am right now."
"Because they aren't the one I want to drag out of here this instant..." He knew they'd always had a draw between them... but now? He didn't seem to have the goodness in him that usually denied it.
"Is that so?" she asked, smirking at him. A part of her really wanted to just say 'what the hell' and go with it. She had the distinct feeling that Ash would be ending the world in some fashion or another, which she *should* find some way or another to prevent.
"Remember the first time we hooked up? After I almost killed Wells? Seems to me it as at the Bronze, in a situation not entirely unlike this one..." He reminded her, still holding her to him, whispering in her ear.
"One of us was a lot more alive at the time," she pointed out to him. "And both of us were a lot more innocent." Painfully so, compared to now. "I do remember, though. You magiced me up a rose and everything."
"Actually..." He said, ignoring the rose part, as he felt that romantic part of him was dead forever now. "BOTH of us were a lot more alive at the time."
She ignored that. What point was there in pointing out that wasn't exactly encouraging her to do anything but turn around and walk away from him for his own good. For HER own good, even. What was the point in any of it, then?
"So the question remains, Meredith..." He said, the question coming from his lips true and sincere, "Shall we dance, one last time... before this world changes forever?"
God, she knew what she wanted to do, and she knew that she'd probably be kicking herself later for this. "Just so you know, I'm doing this for both of our sakes," she said before striking him in the chest, knocking him across the dance floor so that she could get away from him. By the time that he was able to pull himself off the floor, she was already gone.