Sunday - June 1st, 2008 Who: Ingrid and Leo When: Sunday Night Where: Ingrid's room What: Leo decides to pay Ingrid a drunken visit.
midasgotnothing : *Heavy banging on door* xoffthegridx : *glances at the clock and groans, stumbling out of bed and to the door in nothing but her underwear and one of Reese's shirts he left in her room thinking that it's probably him.* It's the middle of the... Leo. Hey... midasgotnothing : Heeeyyy thereeee Ing! *He has a stupid grin on his face. Like seeing a good friend who's been away for ages* : *He reeks of whiskey* xoffthegridx : *sighs as he's quite obviously drunk* Get in here before you wake everyone up. midasgotnothing : *He half walks, half stumbles into her room, sitting/collapsing onto her bed.* I've missed you Ing! (He says quite loudly, unable to control the volume of his voice properly) Wherre'rve you been?! xoffthegridx : *reaches an arm out instinctively to try to catch him when he stumbles, a bit of a scowl on her lips as he falls onto the bed. she closes the door and strolls over to stand in front of him.* Here. I've been here midasgotnothing : *He looks all around the room for a few seconds. As if he just realized its existence* Here?! What'ss so special about heeere? You coulddda visited ya know. : Come! Sit down! *He pats the space next to him* xoffthegridx : So could you. *The retort comes quickly before she sighs and then flops down onto the bed next to him.* Didn't think I'd be all that welcome. midasgotnothing : I am visiting silly! *He stops when she said she wouldn't be welcome. Giving her a puzzled look* Of course you would have silly! Why wouldn't you be?! You're always welcommeded to the manor! xoffthegridx : Mmm, yeah, why wouldn't I be? I mean you only bailed on me the very second that I.... *pauses and looks at him with an arched brow* What are you talking about "manor"? midasgotnothing : Nobody went to jail silly! *He says, to the bailed comment* The new house of course! The one we moved into a few months ago! You can get in through the mirrors ya know? If you've been put on the list of approved peeple. xoffthegridx : *She rolls her eyes. Clearly he's too wasted to have a real conversation right now.* And I'm on the list? midasgotnothing : Of course! You were the first! Just sign your name! Sign your name! : *He's sitting on the bed upside down at this point.* xoffthegridx : Leo.. why are you... You're going to end up breaking something. *sighs and pauses a moment* I'm really first? midasgotnothing : I can fix it! *He says excitedly* Of course! But you never came... all you had to do was sign your name... I waited, but you didn't come. *His face is rather sad by this point, his writhing stopped. His shirt had been riding up due to all the moving about. But he takes it off in a fit of frustration. Removing one of his two gloves off to touch it, causing it to burst into a brilliant but short lived green flame. The strange markings on his gloves are scarred onto his ungloved hand, red and angry and puckered* (He looks more sad than anything.) Miserable shirt. xoffthegridx : Well why... *His obvious frustration causes her to stop talking, jumping a little at the strange fire, a brow arching as she settles down.* That was a silly thing to do. What are you going to wear now? midasgotnothing : I can't stand it. It's horrible *He's staring at his hand, obviously ignoring her question. It's irrelevant, after all* xoffthegridx : *She's almost too nervous to ask but she finally does.* What happened to your hand, Leo? midasgotnothing : *He tosses her the glove her removed. Obviously missing by a large margin, but throwing in her general direction none the less* It has to go somewhere... it's too much to ignore. It has to go somewhere. xoffthegridx : *She attempts to catch it but fails, staring at it for a moment before she sighs.* I have no idea what you're talking about, Leo. midasgotnothing : *He sighs* It took a while. A long while. Bindings aren't easy. Not for us. Seals. They lock in this horrible ability. It needs to go somewhere though. Needs to be used. Can't seal it forever. Destruction and creation. Don't know how to remake skin though. *He pauses for a while, a few sighs in between* Can't learn to control it. Too hard to fight. xoffthegridx : *She listens to him with a small frown for a moment before she sighs.* Look, it's late and... you're clearly a bit hammered so... Why don't we just... go to sleep or something? We can talk when you're sober and... you can just here for tonight, ok? midasgotnothing : Shawn'll be worried... *He starts to get up, stumbles and catches himself on the dresser. There's a deep green glow from his ungloved hand, and some strange wooden growths begin to sprout from her drawer. They're something not right about them, nothing like branches. He looks at it, eyes wide in horror. He runs and stumbles backwards, scoots to grab his glove with a defeated look on his face.* : *He looks up at Ingrid with his eyes close to tears, as if he's just seen the most horrible thing in the world, and slowly walks to her bed, taking off his jeans and getting under the blankets* xoffthegridx : Leo... *She starts to protest as he stands, but then he stumbles, and before she can even worry that he's going to bust his head open, everything else happens and she's just to stunned to stay or do anything. She watches him with wide eyes as he scrambles for his glove and then that look. She's quiet for a moment, not moving for a few minutes even after he's climbed into the bed before she finally manages to find the words to speak.* Shawn won't be worried. He can find you no matter where you are. *She glances at the dresser then back at him.* Should I.. do you want me to sleep in the extra bed? *She didn't have a roommate, so the other bed sat unused and unmade across the room.* midasgotnothing : "You're right... he's such a good brother...such a good brother...too good." *A single silent tear runs down his cheek before he can help it. But that's it.* "It's alright. Plenty of room." *He knows there isn't. But at this point, he really doesn't care. Why should he?" xoffthegridx : *She hesitates for a moment before she finally moves to climb under the covers beside him, her much smaller body fitting in easily next to his own, though she keeps herself sort of curled into herself, feeling incredibly awkward and uncertain about... all of it. She's quiet for a moment before she confesses in a whisper.* I nevre really know what to do around you. midasgotnothing : "Whatever you want really...." (He says, fighting sleep) "You're Ing....being yourself is great." *He sniffles, but a small smile appears on his face, trying to hide his sadness* xoffthegridx : *She can see the sadness in his eyes and it tug at her insides.* Just... don'tbe sad, ok? Just... Tell me how to make things better. midasgotnothing : "You can't. Nobody can. Catch 22. Learn control and you imprison. But to see him free, you must learn control. That's why I hate him. Hate him for giving me my brother. Funny thing to hate someone for, isn't it?" He said with a sad, ironic smile. xoffthegridx : No. Not really. *Ingrid said simply, and then reached a hand over to touch his shoulder. The move was laced with uncertainty but... at least she was trying.* Of course you hate it, hate him. It'd be abnormal if you didn't. midasgotnothing : "He's my grandfather though." Leo said, putting a hand around her hip. There were a few moments of silence, his breathing deep and slow, as if he'd fallen asleep. "He and Shawn... raised me." It was barely a whisper, the perfectly truthful mutterings of a man half asleep. xoffthegridx : And my sire raises me. And I both loved and hated him too. *She got it. She really and truly understood where he was coming from. And she reached that hand up to lightly stroke his cheek.* Go to sleep, Leo. We'll talk in the morning. *She leaned up to press a kiss against his forehead.* midasgotnothing : *The hand he'd placed on her hip moved up slowly. Not to grope her, or to feel her up, or anything quite so vulgar. He simple turned her head towards him slowly, as much as possible. He leaned in, and placed a kiss upon her lips. It was not a quick and furious kiss of desperation, nor a frantic kiss of lust. It was calm, sweet, serene, and lasted a few seconds.* "Never kissed a girl and meant it that much" He said slowly and calmly, near the edges of sleep. He had returned to his place, hand at her hip once again. In a few seconds, he had drifted off to an alcohol induced slumber. xoffthegridx : *If her heart were capable of racing, it would have as his hand slid up and his intentions became clear. The kiss was... completely unexpected. And she had no idea how to react to it. She didn't even really kiss him back. But the kiss wasn't what really did it, it was the words that followed.* Oh, fuck... *The words were muttered under her breath as he moved his hand back to her hip and drifted quickly off into la-la land. She closed her eyes for a moment and covered her face with her hand. So much for sleeping tonight. She wasn't going to be able to get that off her mind.* midasgotnothing : It was sometime later, deep into the night (or was it early morning?) That a small trickle of air began flowing into the room. In a few seconds, it had formed into a man. Tall and lean, yet determined, as if he knew exactly what he was after. Carefully, he disentangled his brother from the vampire. A vampire! Carrying him with supernatural ease, he picked up the clothing his brother had left behind, dropping a note on his former pillow. xoffthegridx : Ingrid had somehow managed to, in spite of herself, drift off to sleep. She didn't notice the intruder at all. She didn't have the slightest idea that Leo was gone until she finally woke up late into the following morning. And there she found a note in his place. She frowned then picked it up to read it. midasgotnothing : "Dear Ingrid." The note said, in Shawn's tidy handwriting. It was unnatural for anyone to have such neat handwriting, really. "Thank you for putting up with my baby brother this evening. I'm sorry I did not collect him earlier, but it seems he had wanted to be alone. Hopefully you understand why I came to pick him up. He has not been himself lately, and I do not think you would help matters" Leave it to Shawn to be blunt to the point of indecency. Although, interacting with others was still rather new to him. "Signed, Shawn" xoffthegridx : She sighed. "Fucking asshole.." The letter was crumpled and discarded in the floor nearby before she got up to go start her day. She just wanted to get the hell out of this room already.