InsaneJournal

who: angel (+ open to anyone, multiple threads welcome!)
where: the forest
when: night, after sundown
rating: tba

Angel hadn't come to the United States until 1902 after Darla had cast him aside due to the soul that had been inflicted upon him by those gypsies after she'd fed that girl to him, but he'd lived in this time period. Grew up in it, even, when he'd actually been alive, before Darla had turned him into a vampire. Connor had asked him earlier if Colligo changing like this brought back bad memories and his answer had been no. In truth, it brought back surprisingly pleasant memories and the atmosphere of the era made him drift back to times when life was much simpler, despite the fact that he'd clashed with his father on a near daily basis, but that man wasn't here now, was he? Angel had to stop and remind himself that he was a vampire, for the urge to step out into the sun and allow himself to be taken in by the delusion that he was Liam again, without all those hardships and burdens, was too great.

But, there were things that forced him to remember that he wasn't that human anymore and hadn't been in over two hundred years. Like what he was doing right now: hunting. Without the butcher's shop that existed in the Colligo that should be (or maybe this was the real Colligo and what they'd been living in before was the illusion, but there was no way to tell), he had to physically hunt down animals in order to survive. Going after humans was unacceptable, which included the mindless native population. So, he caught wild boars and deer-- the latter of which's lifeless, drained carcass was lying near where he sat, back pressed against the trunk of a tree. Hunting made him feel more barbaric than it did demonic and his demon advantages made it feel oddly like cheating when he tracked down and caught the animals of which he fed off of. It was too easy.

Which bothered him to think about. Too easy. As if he wanted a challenge of some kid. Maybe that was part of his problem. Too restless to be content with the reality and too aware of reality to let himself fade back into a life that was taken from him by a blonde vampiress who promised to show him the world.

He snorted at the memory, glaring up at the moonlight. "Some world."