The Darkest Corners: A Modern Fantasy RP (Interest Thread - Closed)

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Anester, in his usual fashion, entered strangely. With a brief flash of light and a burning pop, a man in a fine silk robe adorned in ancient runes and a notebook in his hand, with a calculator balanced precariously on it emerged infront of Richard.

Richard's reaction was almost immediate, his arm around Terra held her slightly closer and a very subtle shield formed around the girl. William chuckled as he moved around his peripheral accessories "Jumpy today, Fortnight?" Richard blinked "Ah. Well. Yes." William simply continued to chuckle and walk off somewhere. Richard, however, simply shook his head and kissed Terra on the forehead. Speaking in their thoughts, he sounded amused an annoyed at the same time. That, my dear love, was William Anester. One of the authorities on distance magic and translocational spells. And he helped me out in the past, he's the 'escort' that the Cabals in Europe are insisting I have. And the possibility of another Wizard too, but they wouldn't send him out of the other guy wasn't interesting somehow. Have I mentioned that I love you yet? I do.

John mentally sighed, again, "This is going swell."

Keeping an eye on a Vampire Lord, (who is acting strangely, never a good sign) for hours on end on a very long Red Eye is bad enough (meaning he can't sleep or get distracted), with several other notable paranormals also going to be on the plane, including what appears to be a lich (fighting liches is always fun) would be bad enough on it's own, but he already lost the Vamps wife (his supervisor is going to give him an ear full for that).

His ammo has been limited to fletchet rounds (apperantly someone thought it is more important to not pierce the plane walls than it is to being able to actually hurt a paranormal if a fight broke out) and he was not aloud to bring his combat shotgun either.

John stopped his train of thought when he thought he heard some rattling from a nearby airvent. He stared up at it, thinking for a second he saw movement. John forced himself to move on when he saw nothing else for a few seconds, knowing he needs to keep tails on Crim and his assorted posse.

"I have a bad feeling about this," John thought.

Pegs fidgeted in the chair, never sitting still, keeping a keen eye on the nearby screen for any notices. It had barely been a week in New York and now she was returning to a place altogether too near her home. But she couldn't argue with the logic of budget airlines, nor her limited funds. Nevertheless, it was a bitter pill to swallow. For one, she hated air planes and that sort of flying. It was out of stubborn pride, though, as she had once flown from her home to Southampton and back once, so why should she rely on machines when she had her own set of wings? And there was the fuzzy logic of the budget airlines, the cheapest flights are those which ended up criss-crossing countries and changing flights.

She played with the straw in her half-empty cup of what the cafes in the airport called coffee and stretched. There was a group of other supernaturals not far from her. They had an air of anxiety about them, well they should have seen Pegs. She constantly criss-crossed her legs, and switched from one arm to another to lean her head on. Additionally, the wings followed suit, animated with non-stop flapping, just to stave off wing cramp - a common problem with being shoved into economy seating. Finished with the cup, she dumped it in the nearby bin over in the corner and returned to the seat. She was tempted to just fly above everyone up to the ceiling, but that would just bring unnecessary attention.

Even supernaturals knew to kept things subtle.

Roland fluttered about in the rafters nervously, keeping an eye open for any unattended handbags left slightly open. The large number of different magical beings milling about down below was almost dizzying; and they were all keeping a close eye on their things. He wondered again for the umpteenth time if leaving the country was really such a good idea but it had been over four years now and he had yet to make any progress what so ever in finding that damned hag.

Concluding that hiding up here in the rafters was getting him nowhere, Roland flew down, landing on the back of one of the chairs. He looked about nervously, making sure no overzealous airport worker was coming towards him.

Look at you! Jumping at every little noise or shadow like a coward. he thought angrily and forced himself to calm down a bit. He looked at the waiting passengers, wondering if he could convince someone to smuggle him on board.

John sat down a little ways away from Crim and his group. Now was as good a time as any to look around and see mentally head count out any obvious paranormals. With the Vampire Lord, he already counted the obvious Lich and Crim's missing wife. The other two were a mystery. The teenage boy John only caught a brief glimpse of single blood red eye (John was only able to tell the other one was dark) which can mean anything from a normal human that sold their soul to a Demon ("Why do all these idiots think that 5 more inches below the belt is worth that price?") to an oracle's true seeing eye, to just a para-humanoid wearing a single contact to throw people off. The other in the group was even harder to pin down. The tall one, with green eyes and oak black skin. While green eyes and such dark skin is less common than a single off color eye, it still had a wide range of possible beings, from a shadow contortionist to a voodoo priest.

"Wait a minute," John thought, moving his gaze so he isn't spot staring at the group and turning his attention to a lumbering swamp creature heading to baggage claim, "the black one I know a name to, the only one we could get any info on. Lotus? Lou... Lou... Ahhh... I will remember it."

John then looked at the person Lou was staring at. Above all, the man was very tall. However, looking at the guys back and noticing he has a coffe doesn't tell John squat, so he looked around some more. A winged humanoid was sitting further back, John guessed a Fairy with the Butterfly wings. A snake creature (which John was amazed could actually sit in these airport seats, till he noticed how it was just an extra wide one made for beings like her) that John wasn't immediately sure what it was. His mind screamed Medusa, until he reminded himself they also have snake hair. A flash of light caught his attention ("A teleport spell?" John wondered) but he couldn't locate the source.

Any further at scouting out was stopped when John noticed something that caught him off guard. A bird. Demons, elementals, even dragons, John would expect to see, but a bird in an airport? That isn't something you see every day. John was going to dismiss it entirely, until he noticed the bird was obviously trying to hide. "An animorph?" John wondered, "If your trying to hide, and you can become a smaller creature, why a bird? One with a bright red spot at that?"

John grabbed his cell phone, to have an "argument" (information assessment) with his "wife" (Agent Pam).

Lucius 'walked', which in his terms meant he levitated an inch or so above the ground, and travelled forwards at a walking pace, into the departures lounge. Having spent most of the last three centuries sealed away in an underground cavern, Lucius wasn't entirely familiar with the protocols and systems involved in these 'Airports', but his voracious reading of news articles meant he at least knew that they existed, and they worked - two facts he was distinctly glad of - crossing the Atlantic on his own steam, whilst possible, would have been exhausting. And when one is hunting, one does not want to give one's prey such a large advantage.

Lucius looked around, and noticed the Voodoo priest who had also been meeting with Lord Crim wandering away. "One down", he thought to himself. This in mind, he looked over to the somewhat-sinister looking... what was it? demon? para-demon? half demon! He looked at the half demon, who had introduced himself, if one could call that an introduction, as Dwight.

"What takes you to the Great Britain, then, demon"?

Zaheer was still waiting. This was why he hated other mages, they had a horrible sense of timing and refused to admit it. Zaheer was hoping this Annester would be worth it. Then again, Zaheer had learned everything he knew so far alone, perhaps it won't matter. Or at least he thought. Zaheer was wearing another human, that was the best way to put it. He had crafted this body himself and wasn't very visible in it. Zaheer always made bets on how long his bodies would last, if he ever wanted to use a non basic spell he often would destroy his meat body in the process. This one had, however lasted a long time. Zaheer was wearing a large hoodie obscuring most of his face and black jeans. The goal was always to remain unnoticed.

Unless of course, you are Annester and would prefer to announce to everyone your arrival. Zaheer contemplated outdoing the man, but that would probably spray guts everywhere. Instead he approached the figure and said simply "Are you my contact? If so I am glad to meet you."

Lucia was reading a magazine when something moving in the corner of her eye caught her attention, which turned out to be a small bird, and since it was more interesting then the celebrity gossip she was staring at, she picked up her bag and got semi close to it "Well aren't you pretty" She said to it, in no way expecting the bird to reply.

From the corner of her eye, Seras could see the pale moon was still high in the sky. Her head rested on Theon's shoulder, as an arm from her boyfriend was wrapped around her; a smile had lurked on her face ever since they got comfortable. Dominic meanwhile, having learned of his daughter's travels, had decided to make at least this leg of the journey a family affair.

And whilst his trust for Theon was growing since graduation, he still wasn't completely ready to simply hand his dear daughter over to him. Call it him being an over-protective father, or a father who just cares deeply for his daughter. Fortunately, his wife Nicole had been keeping an eye on him, and would intervene if necessary. Katie on the other hand, was already fast asleep, having grown tired of the staring match between Theon and her father.

"You know Theon, whilst I do love and respect my father and my family as a whole; I'll be glad when it is just us." Seras remarked quietly to Theon; despite her being close to her father, she had managed to speak softly enough that he couldn't hear her.

"Well aren't you pretty."
Roland was a bit startled and quickly turned towards the voice with a small hop. A joung woman with dark blue hair had walked over and was looking at him. Roland cocked his head to the side, studying her.

Maybe this is my ticket onto the plane. But how to best approach this delicate topic? Roland pondered and remained silent for now. Peoples' reactions to a talking woodpecker tended to be quite varied to say the least and he didn't want to blow his chance by letting his mouth get ahead of him.

"For the billionth time, it is just a business trip!" John said.

"Right, just like Detroit was just a 'business trip.'" Said agent Pam on the other side (just incase anyone was paying attention to him talk, his cover is less likely to be blown when the other agent was actually having a conversation back.)

"That was a drunken mistake! I love you," John said, looking visibly agitated (but wasn't).

"Then why are you telling me so little on this 'emergency business trip', WHEN WILL YOU BE BACK?" She screamed (John wondered how the PIA always got these voice actors from).

"Unknown, unknown, unknown. You know what? I will be flying shortly, going to sleep like the undead, will be transforming to France as soon as I get there, and will be watching 'Snakes on a Plane' as soon as I wake up, SO GOOD NIGHT," John cut the conversation there, rubbing the sides of his temples. "Don't over act," John thought, "Don't over act..."

John looked to the boarding desk, trying to see how much longer this plane is delayed. "When will this plane take off?"

Saturday noticed the undead hovering by the one he called a half demon and made a mental note to find out what kind of undead he was. The juju surrounding him was so thick that it was somewhat distracting.

It has to be some kind of magic, because he isn't a zombie, and certainly not a Loa.

He noticed the badly hidden code words being used by someone on the phone, talking about the undead and the snake-woman. He had heard federal agents communication many times before, and this was no different. He didn't hear anything about himself though, so he wasn't worried.

He let his gaze wander, as he was in no hurry, and it fell upon the odd pair of the girl with dragon juju, and the small bird she was talking too.

Right away, Saturday noticed that the bird had human Juju. Specifically human, not something supernatural that can turn into a bird, just human. The quivering of it's juju showed that it wasn't quite natural. It had been tainted.

So the bird form must be some kind of curse then, something forced on him.

Saturday gave a small whistle, a bird call. He was sure it would attract the not-really-bird's attention.

Theon was sitting next to Seras. She had placed her head on his shoulder and he had placed his arm around her. He had a bright smile on his face, however on the inside he wasn't smiling nearly as bright. He was very worried about Seras' family. And it was clear that if Nicole hadn't been there to watch Dominic, Dominic would have been a lot less pleasant. There was something about an overprotective vampire father that scared him.

Theon looked at his backpack which contained quite a lot of equipment, but most noteworthy was his grandfathers grimoire. While Theon didn't even know if he could cast magic, his grandfather had insisted that he took it along anyway. The only reason that Theon had accepted, was because there were many recipes in the book. Recipes for salves and potions. Quite a few of them were designed to contain werewolves on a full moon. It was worth looking into, the alternative was running into the woods and resisting to shift for 12 hours. He has complete control over his body, but the werewolf side still has some power on a full moon.

Theon's goodbye with his family had been more than awkward. A werewolf doesn't leave the pack, not even for a vacation. So when the son of the alpha decided to go on a vacation, for a few years with his Dhampir girlfriend, it was quite the event. His father had allowed him to go, but he did have to promise to return eventually. "You know Theon, whilst I do love and respect my father and my family as a whole; I'll be glad when it is just us." Seras remarked quietly to Theon. Theon smiled at her and whispered just as silent. "I will be glad when it is just the two us too. Though I can understand your father's concern." Theon wouldn't miss this vacation for the world.

Theon smiled at Seras and then whispered to her as quietly as she had been earlier. "I will be glad when it is just the two us too. Though I can understand your father's concern." Seras felt all warm inside, and kissed Theon on the neck.

"Thank you." Seras said, smiling back at him. "I guess he is just concerned that its my first real time away from the family for any extended period, he probably just wants to make sure that I'm safe; but of course you'll be there along side me won't you?" She asked rhetorically, wearing a serious expression.

"Anyway, I never asked about what your family said when you told them that you were going away. How did they take it?" Her face went from serious, to slightly nervous.

Theon got a kiss on his neck, probably to hide what happened from Dominic. Theon got a warm feeling inside."Thank you." Seras said, smiling back at him. "I guess he is just concerned that its my first real time away from the family for any extended period, he probably just wants to make sure that I'm safe; but of course you'll be there along side me won't you?" She asked rhetorically, wearing a serious expression, Theon faked having to think about it. "Well if we just happen to head to the same spots, then I guess I have no choice." Theon said teasingly.

"Anyway, I never asked about what your family said when you told them that you were going away. How did they take it?" Her face went from serious, to slightly nervous. Theon face turned from a smile to a pained expression. "Well it wasn't pretty. My father was angry, and so were my cousins and my uncles too. And the only one who understood why I wanted to go, was my grandfather. Oh right I almost forgot." Theon grabbed his bag, he looked through it and took out the old book. "He also gave me this book, to help me on my journey." Theon placed it on his lap showing it to Seras.

"Well if we just happen to head to the same spots, then I guess I have no choice." Theon said teasingly, this had brightened up Seras's mood. She liked the way that Theon made her laugh, it was special, though it may have been the same as other people, but it felt better.

"I guess you wouldn't, but at least I'd know that you were close by, I feel just that little bit safer when you around."Seras remarked, nuzzling Theon's neck a little, hoping it would either make him laugh, smile, or even blush. When she asked about his family, his expression looked pained, as if it had troubled him to say good bye.

"Well it wasn't pretty. My father was angry, and so were my cousins and my uncles too. And the only one who understood why I wanted to go, was my grandfather. Oh right I almost forgot." Theon said, before stopping briefly to pull something from out of his back, an old book and placed it on his lap showing it to Seras. "He also gave me this book, to help me on my journey." Seras look intrigued by it, her face donning a suitable expression.

"Hmm, that looks interesting Theon." She said as she looked over the cover, trying to read the text, but it was faded in places, making it difficult to read.

"What is it all about then?"

"Waiting, waiting and more waiting..." She muttered to herself.

Pegs couldn't sit still any longer, so she decided to stretch her wings a bit. Not zipping up the roof stuff either, she just hovered along to the window. But not slow enough to avoid a dark blue haired woman who seemed to be looking in the direction of something. Pegs was just thinking about the future flight ahead after all. She always crashed as soon as her concentration turned to something else. She crashed into her, full force. The bag toppled over, spilling the contents. Pegs just turned back and looked back with a face a mix of pity and horror.

"I'm so sorry!" Pegs said as she went towards the woman to help.

"I guess you wouldn't, but at least I'd know that you were close by, I feel just that little bit safer when you around." This remark made Theon smile brighter. She then nuzzled Theon's neck a little. Theon blushed, he still wasn't completely used to having a girlfriend. He pulled her a bit tighter to him.

Seras look intrigued by his grandfather's book. "Hmm, that looks interesting Theon." She said as she looked at the cover, attempting to read it. "What is it all about then?" Theon opened the book, revealing spell descriptions, rituals and recipes for potions. Everything was written in his tribe's language, still it had also had quite a few drawings. "Well it is my grandfathers grimoire, he is the shaman of our tribe. But sadly the alpha in our tribe only got one son. Me, which means I both have to be the alpha of the pack and the shaman. So he gave me this book to get used to it and to study and learn it. To be honest I haven't even ever casted a spell before, I wonder if I am even able to." Theon said looking at his hand, he seemed a bit worried.

Theon smiled brighter, then blushed after Seras nuzzled his neck, as he was still getting used to having a girlfriend. Seras blushed as Theon pulled her closer towards him.

"Well it is my grandfathers grimoire, he is the shaman of our tribe. But sadly the alpha in our tribe only got one son. Me, which means I both have to be the alpha of the pack and the shaman. So he gave me this book to get used to it and to study and learn it. To be honest I haven't even ever casted a spell before, I wonder if I am even able to." Theon then looked at his hand, seemingly he was rather worried about the task that lay ahead of him. To try and cheer him up a little, she kissed him on the cheek.

"I take it being just one of them is a big responsibility, can't imagine what its like being both; apart from being very tough." Seras remarked as she looked through the pages, seeing the various drawings and text that she couldn't translate, must be in a langauge that is native to werewolves.

"I'm sure you'll be able to cast one of them at some point, perhaps you just need someone to help teach you them. Maybe I could help in that regard, it could also be a good way to get to know each other a little better. Speaking of, what kind of spells are they?" Seras asked with an inquisitive nature, interested in learning about a new culture or even about new magic.

"Snakes on a plane? REALLY?" John supervisor was going to kill him.

He didn't see any big indication that anyone noticed, except Lou had briefly glanced at him, although John didn't see Lou talking to any of his companions about it.

John tested how his conceal magic spell was holding (using his Iphone) and it was holding fine. John would need to refresh it on the plane (or here in the terminal if the plane was delayed for another 2 hours). "Hopefully he just thinks I am some incompetent FBI agent tagging Crim, nothing more."

John checked his pocket to double check he had the US air marshall badge. He then heard some chirps, which he thought was from the Animorphed bird, but was shocked to see it coming from LOU.

So Lou is keeping an eye on everything. Not a good sign. The one weakness you can count on for most Paranormals is blind arrogance, from centuries of immortality making them feel more comfortable, not caring about danger or keeping an eye on the world around them. One who is paranoid, however, is a very dangerous thing.

A loud crash from behind him made John turn towards where the fairy had ran into another person. A person, he just noted, that has blue hair.

"Just better and better..."

Lucia 'acked' as the Fae hit her. then lay on her back for a moment 'this is why i fly places my self' she thought to her self as she sighed. Lucia just got up and dusted her self off, "Do watch where your going" She said as she collected her back pack. Her tone was oddly neutral, but she was still annoyed.

"So ... How long are we supposed to wait, I could flown there my self by now ...." Lucia said to the Fae, annoyed far more that they where still on the ground rather then how long the flight it self was gonna take

Theon was still worried, but the kiss from Seras made the burden feel lighter. It cheered him up. "I take it being just one of them is a big responsibility, can't imagine what its like being both; apart from being very tough." Theon nodded. "Still it is also a great honor. If either one of them saw me as unworthy, they could have chosen one of my cousins to become the next Alpha and or shaman. But they didn't showing that they both trust me to lead the pack." Theon smiled.

"I'm sure you'll be able to cast one of them at some point, perhaps you just need someone to help teach you them. Maybe I could help in that regard, it could also be a good way to get to know each other a little better. Speaking of, what kind of spells are they?" Seras asked with an inquisitive tone.

"Well the most common spells are healing and restraining ones. Both for the reason that most werewolves are reckless and sometimes lose control. There are also quite a few magic sealing and or shielding spells. We have had some bad experiences with magic users in the past you see. And for the highest level shamans, there are some low level nature spells such as fireballs and low level summons like small birds and such. The shamans are not respected because of their might. But because of their wisdom, advice and guidance they give to the tribe. At least that is how my tribe and the tribes in the area around us view them. And shamans also know a lot about making healing items." Theon kept looking through the book. It seemed quite interesting now that he read it again.

Theon nodded in agreement. "Still it is also a great honour. If either one of them saw me as unworthy, they could have chosen one of my cousins to become the next Alpha and or shaman. But they didn't showing that they both trust me to lead the pack." He then smiled.

"Well, I'm glad I've got a big strong important figure in a werewolf tribe for a boyfriend. Handsome too." Seras said in a rather un-characteristically girly manner as she hugged him, something she hadn't done in a while; hoping the compliments would make him feel good. She soon went back to her more mature self, but still held on tight to Theon.

"Well the most common spells are healing and restraining ones. Both for the reason that most werewolves are reckless and sometimes lose control. There are also quite a few magic sealing and or shielding spells. We have had some bad experiences with magic users in the past you see. And for the highest level shamans, there are some low level nature spells such as fireballs and low level summons like small birds and such.

The shamans are not respected because of their might. But because of their wisdom, advice and guidance they give to the tribe. At least that is how my tribe and the tribes in the area around us view them. And shamans also know a lot about making healing items. Salves and such."

"They do say that knowledge is power. And I guess it helps to be prepared for all occasions. Still, this is all very fascinating Theon; I'm glad that you shared it with me. I know you'll make a great alpha wolf and shaman, I mean you make an excellent boyfriend." Seras said shyly, her cheeks blushing again.

Nicole noticed this rather loving moment, and looked at the couple with a smile.

"Isn't that sweet Dominic, our dear Seras truly does love Theon. Doesn't it remind you of the time we first fell in love?" She asked hopefully without the younger couple hearing her.

"I guess it does my dear, to think a few decades ago, we were exactly like them. All wrapped up in each other, telling stories, staring longley into each others eyes. Its like looking into a mirror." Dominic responded with, holding Nicole's hand as he spoke.

"Well, I'm glad I've got a big strong important figure in a werewolf tribe for a boyfriend. Handsome too." Seras said in a rather un-characteristically girly manner as she hugged him. Theon smiled brightly, as he hugged her back. He liked it when she acted girly, he was sure she knew this.

"They do say that knowledge is power. And I guess it helps to be prepared for all occasions. Still, this is all very fascinating Theon; I'm glad that you shared it with me. I know you'll make a great alpha wolf and shaman, I mean you make an excellent boyfriend." Seras said shyly, her cheeks blushing again. Theon blushed too "Well I am glad to hear that I make such an excellent boyfriend. But I know for an fact that you make an even better girlfriend." Theon kissed her on her cheek. He didn't want to risk angering Dominic by giving her a normal kiss.

Theon then looked a bit worried. "So have you found out anything new about that strange magic that surrounded you after graduation?" Theon asked carefully, he didn't want to ruin the moment or the mood. But ever since gradation he had been really worried about that. And he couldn't just sit there, while she might be in danger.

Mohini was still waiting, when she saw three individuals in the crowd that she recognized. Three criminals, lead by the vampire lord Crim. She wondered what they were all doing together and immediately thought if she could figure out a way to use it to her advantage or if it were going to affect her own business. She made no attempt to approach them though.

They may not know who she was, and it was probably for the better if they remained in the dark. Mohini resisted calling one of her friends in the same business and telling him about it, even if she would have liked to, it would have to wait until they weren't close to her.

She sighed and looked at the clock again.

Dwight nearly jumped as the undead thing spoke to him. His other voice spoke inside his head "Calm the f*** down damnit and talk to him." Dwight turned and spoke "Ummmm....I-I-I'm l-l-learning business from my u-u-u-uncle." He smiled slightly. "There now was that so difficult?" His other voice spoke.

The woodpecker was just about to introduce himself when he heard some chirping. At first he thoguht it might be a real bird that had flown in through a open window but it turned out to be a man dressed all in red.

Roland took his chance and flew away when what looked like a pixie flew into the blue haired woman. He landed on the floor a few metres away from the man.

"Well I am glad to hear that I make such an excellent boyfriend. But I know for an fact that you make an even better girlfriend." Theon blushed, then kissed Seras on the cheek, wanting to play it safe in front of Dominic, though he was slightly distracted by Nicole.

"Aawwwh shucks Theon." Seras said as she playfully slapped Theon on the chest. "You certainly know how to make a girl feel welcome in your company." Her tone then went a little more seductive. "It's almost like you've done this before; then again, perhaps its that strong werewolf instinct kicking in." She was so lost in the moment, that a part of her wasn't paying much attention to what Theon was saying, but he did look worried.

"So have you found out anything new about that strange magic that surrounded you after graduation?" It was then that she came to her senses again, and blushing went more redder, feeling embarrassed about how she acted.

"Sorry, what was that? Oh yes, the strange magic, the shadowy jets. Well a couple of days after graduation, I did some research, and discovered that it was an advanced power called Shadowflight. To put it simply, it allows me to jump, or rather teleport a short distance. Further study showed that with enough concentration, I could eventually be able to fly using it. Whenever I 'jump', I briefly turn into a shadowy cloud, then return to my original form when I arrive. Currently though I'm only able to transfer myself I'm afraid."

"Aawwwh shucks Theon." Seras said as she playfully slapped him on his chest. "You certainly know how to make a girl feel welcome in your company." Theon smiled because of all the compliments he was getting. Her tone then went a little more seductive. "It's almost like you've done this before; then again, perhaps its that strong werewolf instinct kicking in." Theon knew the werewolf instincts had something to do with it, they made him more confident and less clumsy. He didn't mind being less clumsy and shy.

Seras went a bit red, she seemed ashamed. Theon kissed her on her forehead, she always looked very cute when she smiled. "Sorry, what was that? Oh yes, the strange magic, the shadowy jets. Well a couple of days after graduation, I did some research, and discovered that it was an advanced power called Shadowflight. To put it simply, it allows me to jump, or rather teleport a short distance. Further study showed that with enough concentration, I could eventually be able to fly using it. Whenever I 'jump', I briefly turn into a shadowy cloud, then return to my original form when I arrive. Currently though I'm only able to transfer myself I'm afraid."

Theon looked impressed. "That sounds like a cool and handy power. And I am glad that it is that power, I was worried that it might be some dangerous power or curse or something. And if you do manage to learn to fly, we could fly together. I could grow wings or shape shift into an animal." Theon smiled.

Saturday, with all the grace and subtly of panther, scooped up the bird and put it under his hat in such a way that it went un-noticed by anyone that wasn't looking directly at him. Then he went into the men's bathroom.

After walking into the largest stall and locking the door, he lifted his hat at the bird fluttered off of his head.

"So, wacha doin 'round 'eah? Ah you sum kinda spy?" he questioned.

"That sounds like a cool and handy power. And I am glad that it is that power, I was worried that it might be some dangerous power or curse or something. And if you do manage to learn to fly, we could fly together. I could grow wings or shape shift into an animal."

"I thought it might have been a curse as well when I first thought about it; but something about that whole 'She has awakened...' still has me confused. I guess that message will be revealed to me in time. And yeah, the two of us flying together would be both cool, and rather romantic as well. I can see it now, its wonderful." Seras let the thought hand for a few moments, basking it the joy that it brang.

"Anyway, how about you. Apart from reconciling with Sandulf, do you feel any different with regards to what you are capable of? After all, I was worried about you as well."

The man in red moved so fast that Roland didn't even get a chance to chirp. That didn't stop him from fluttering violently when he was put under the hat.

"What the bloody hell was that for?" the woodpecker asked angrily once he had been let out of the hat and flown on top of a sink. The woodpecker's voice was clearly male with a slight boston accent.
"Do I look like some kinda spy to you?"

"I thought it might have been a curse as well when I first thought about it; but something about that whole 'She has awakened...' still has me confused. I guess that message will be revealed to me in time. And yeah, the two of us flying together would be both cool, and rather romantic as well. I can see it now, its wonderful." Seras seemed to be very happy. Theon hugged her even closer.

"Anyway, enough about me for a little while, though its very kind of you. Apart from reconciling with Sandulf, do you feel any different with regards to what you are capable of? After all, I was worried about you as well." Theon seemed to think. "Well I feel a bit different now. Because just like my werewolf powers, my alpha powers awakened too. They haven't show themselves yet, but they will eventually allow me to command other werewolves. That is why alpha's are feared among werewolves. Some of them can command werewolves to do things against their will. But those kind of alpha's are very rare." Theon looked over his shoulder, he whispered to Seras. "We could just kiss you know. I mean it isn't like he hasn't seen us kiss before." Theon had teasing smile on his face.

"Well I feel a bit different now. Because just like my werewolf powers, my alpha powers awakened too. They haven't show themselves yet, but they will eventually allow me to command other werewolves. That is why alpha's are feared among werewolves. Some of them can command werewolves to do things against their will. But those kind of alpha's are very rare."

"So, in away, your powers as an alpha are a bit like the mental domination of a succubus then? Hope you don't go using it for your own benefit though." Seras remarked, in a stern voice. Theon then looked over his shoulder, then whispered to Seras.

"We could just kiss you know. I mean it isn't like he hasn't seen us kiss before." Seras let out a giggle, excited by the prospect.

"I don't see the harm in it, sounds fun." She then began kissing Theon on the lips.

Dominic meanwhile was reminiscing his and Nicole's younger days when they were starting out, when he noticed Seras. He was about to react when Nicole grabbed his arm.

"Let them be Dominic, for their sake as well as yours. If you keep intervening, then they'll never grow as a couple. I know you care much for our daughter, but let her have some freedom." Nicole asked in an authoritative tone.

"Yeah... um I'm sorry, your right, I do care for her deeply; I just remember the years when she was younger, all sweet and innocent. And here she is now, all grown up." Dominic then laughed and sat back in his chair. "Look at me, a wise and powerful vampire, and I'm worrying over my oldest child. Who would of thought that I would even be a father in the first place." A smile came to Nicole's face, feeling relieved.

"The fact that you care for your children at all, shows that you were meant to have them. Sure in days of old, this sort of thing may be considered unusual; especially with a human instead of another vampire, but people change with the times. As long as you respect their love, then they'll still respect you in return."

"So, in away, your powers as an alpha are a bit like the mental domination of a succubus then? Hope you don't go using it for your own benefit though." Seras remarked, in a stern voice. "I would never do something like that. And the only way to get that amount of control is by killing other alpha's. And I don't plan on killing anyone any time soon."

Seras giggled when Theon told her that they could kiss. "I don't see the harm in it, sounds fun." She then began kissing his lips. Theon kissed her back, he had been waiting for this moment. He didn't care at all what Dominic would think of the kiss. As soon as he the kiss started only Seras mattered. He placed his free hand on Seras back softly pulling her closer.

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