Vampire Hunter School Thinger

(NOpe.)

(I have one, but it'd probably be better for if/when he and Monty get closer.. Natrix exacting his revenge. D: Chaa. Hmmm..)

(Or we could post Michael and Adelaide if ya want.. c: )

(Doing what?)

(Hmm.. maybe meeting for the first time? I think she'll have been pretty much just created, and trying to get a feel for heaven and stuff? Idk. x_x)

(I don't care.)

(Mmk. I dunno her details yet, but this'll be their first time meeting up, I guess. xD)

Adelaide took a few steps forward, looking around for a moment or two. "Hmm.." she murmured, furling her beautiful purple, white, and gray wings. Her green eyes flickered as she moved down the record hall steps, white trench coat tails following her. Her white clothes fit well, showing off her well muscled yet still very feminine form. She'd been reading, as she had nothing else to do. An angel without a purpose, as she called herself now. She had nothing to do, really. If anything, she was a soldier, as she saw things. A lesser angel and one of the newer ones, at that. She licked her lips, feeling rather bored. The female angel continued her descent, tying back her long black hair with a gentle exhale. "I need a better job.." she told herself.

(Kinda lame, sorry. D:)

Michael ran his fingers through his hair. There had been a lot of long days and nights lately. He and the other higher end angels barely had time to sleep or eat or do anything really, and it was taking it's toll on everyone. He exhaled, moving through the streets of heaven and towards his home, his wings pinned to his back.

Adelaide spread her wings, gliding towards the very streets Michael was on. She grunted, having issues with sticking her landing. "Oops.." she muttered, stumbling a little ways before throwing a leg forward to catch herself and keep from falling. "Well.. that wasn't good.." She laughed at her miscalculation, staring out at the other angels, hoping no one had noticed her blunder. "Gosh."

Michael was pretty much oblivious to everything out there. He was tired, hungry, and hell, he probably smelled terrible. Sighing a little, he pinched the bridge of his nose, wondering if he should order some groceries for his home, he doubted there was much food to be had in his fridge since he hadn't had time to order groceries. Pondering the thought, he rubbed the side of hisneck, grunting a little.

(Bed now, night love.)

Adelaide turned her head, sensing the unease from another angel. Slowly she advanced, brow risen. "Excuse me.." she said, smiling some as she caught up with him. She scanned him with her pretty eyes, able to conclude that he needed a shower, a meal, and rest. One of these areas she could assist with. "I know you don't know me, but would you like me to cook you dinner?" She knew it was.. strange to offer from out of the blue, but she could tell he needed the show of kindness. "I'll even go get the groceries if you don't have any." She tilted her head cutely, waiting for his answer.

(Good night. ^^)

(I gots an idea. O:
Since he's tired, he could not ask her name, she she could not tell him, so like.. yeah. She'll leave and the only trace of her could be feathers.
I figure, I could bring back Jay, and his father could be murdered again, and Adelaide could be sent just in the nic of time to save Jay, but they both get injured. So she manages to get them both back to heaven.
Since his father and Michael made that deal last time, that Jay would be sent to live with him if anything happens, Michael could be informed that Jay's in the infirmary. When he goes he could see her there too and.. yeah. O_o I dunno. It sounded better in my head. D: )

Michael cast a side long glance at the young angel, seeming somewhat displeased all of a sudden, "I would appreciate it if you would not read my thoughts or emotions or whatever it is you're doing." He pointed out, not even bothering to turn his head to her. He closed his eyes as he walked.

(I bet. <<)

Adelaide frowned, backing off, apparentlynot liking his reaction. ".. I was just trying to be nice.." she murmured, crossing her arms over her chest. "And I don't have to tap into your brain to see that you're tired, hungry, and in dire need of a shower." She turned her head away, eyes on some random object. "But.. if it helps.. sorry." Aw.

(I'll take that as a no. T_T Okies. I tried. ;~;

Welll~ can Jay show up on Michael's doorstep then? xD

And I hate children. Soooo fucking much. My niece just squeezed my ass and I snapped at her because I had a bad day and I don't like that shit, so now she's got my mom being a bitch. >_> *blows up*)

"It's a tad too specific for my liking. You can't look at someone and tell if they're hungry. Not unless they've been starved to near death." Michael pointed out, still not seeming all that pleased with her, he raked his fingers through his hair, shaking his head soon after.

(Sure.)

"... Ok. Well, I'm sorry." she said again, frowning at the male. "I really was just trying to be nice." She exhaled, staring at her feet for a moment. "My name's Adelaide,by the way.." She flexed her wings, finally looking to hom again. "And I really am sorry to have bothered you.." She feels like a reject c:

(lame, schoollll. x_x)

(Yay! :3)

"Michael," He softly responded, his large wings spread wide on his back, he exhaled and simply started to walk away, "You are forgiven..." he assured, closing his eyes as he did so.

Adelaide smiled faintly, though still felt somewhat bad for some reason. "Well.. I hope you get the rest you need." she pointed out, then looked around, trying to decide what to do now. Hm. She felt like something interesting might happen soon, but she wasn't sure what.

Michael said nothing as he moved off, his shoulder hunched a little, and clearly weighed down by his thoughts. He exhaled deeply, making his way to his home and hoping that tomorrow got better.

(Should I just post Jay? o: Like.. curled up by Michael's front door? xD Maybe the next day or now, Idk. xD )

(Sure.)

Jay was nestled beside the door, eyes shut and wings wrapped around him somewhat. His hair was all down, as he hadn't fixed it since.. well. He grunted some, cradling his bandaged arms to his torso. The young man licked his lips, shifting while he tried to get more comfortable. Michael hadn't been home, so the young angel had camped out on the porch with his stuff. He looked pretty rough. He was rather pale, and his eyes were puffy from crying about his father's death. "Nn.." he muttered, exhaling before biting his bottom lip.

Michael made it home, to find quite the surprise curled on his welcome mat. He rushed to the boy, not immediately recognizing him, he touched the young man gently, "Hello? Are you okay?" He asked, furrowing his brows as he slowly because aware of whom it was, "Jay?" He asked.

Jay slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, staring up at Michael with a somewhat dazed expression. "... Michael.." he murmured. "I'm.. as good as I'm going to get.." The young angel exhaled, eyes moving to some random object. "Here.." He slowly pulled a letter from his pocket. The letter wasmeant to inform the older man of what had happened. How Jay'd had a front row seat to his father's murder, and how he knew his father'd wanted him to go to Michael. "I.. find writing easier than speaking.." he whispered.

(Brb, food.)

Michael accepted the letter, though wasted no time in opening it, instead he moved to help the other male into his home.

Jay rose slowly, pulling his bag of things up with him. He exhaled, slowly raising a hand to run it through his hair. "You don't mind my showing up like this, do you..?" he murmured. "Dad was talking once.. I remember him saying if anything ever happened to him to come to you." He blinked for a moment, adjusting his bag and stepping over the threshold.

"No, no, I don't mind," Michael assured, helping the other man along as he did so.

(Head ache + exhaustion.)

Jay gave a single nod, exhaling for a moment. "Thanks.." he murmured, wincing ever so slightly. He looked like he'd been mauled by something with sharp teeth and nails. The young angel gave a bit of a groan, still sore and such.

(Aw, hope your feel better! ^^)

Michael said nothing in response, simply went about helping him into the house.

(I don't/ <<)

Jay looked around for a moment, exhaling gently. He ran a hand through his hair, mumbling something about being very tired. He was also rather hungry, but he'd rather sleep. The young male was rather.. depressed, to say the least.

(Aw. D:

I's getting a new phone today!! :3 I need your number again since nothing saved to my SIM card. ): )

Michael nodded, guiding Jay to a spare room as he did so.

(*Hung over*

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