I listen attentively to Jaida as her words of truth slip right off of her ebon lined jowls. I can almost feel her pain in my own ice cold chasmed heart, which only beats when it feels the need to. Being a vampire, my tassel flicks angrily at the sound of another male, especially her own father, killing a femme. It’s unthinkable, unless you are of a cult that keeps the culture and heritage going that way and have a willing sacrifice, but that’s totally different as well. I can feel her pain now as it streams off of her charcoal derma in waves. As a tear falls, I stop in front of her and quickly twist my nape so that I catch the small crystal on my pink muscle. It’s salty. I’ve been listening ever so quietly and intently, with audettes focused only on her. She has said my name, and the word love, twice. And my favorite part of my day was merely but a few moments long. But still, it was worth listening to. "I love you, NEMO.’ This surprises me so much to the point that I am glued where I stand, watching her with deep sage gazers as she puts on a smile. I snort audibly at her actions. “Dear, dear Jaida.” This is how I start off… but what will I finish with? I’m not usually one for words, so this could get a little slippery. “There is no such thing as paradise. We can search forever, and think we’ve found it when all we’ve really come to is a hallucination. Something we wish desperately to be real.” I stop, dramatic pause cue here? I rewind and listen to her words again. She said she loves me… Oh my furballs… I could fly right now if I had hollow bones. “But where you are now, darling of mine, is where you’ve woken up. More literal in my sense than in hers, but whatever- hey, I’m trying, okay? “I’m in this fucked up world too- so… I want you to smile often. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do anything to ever make you see that I would die for you… but I’ll always be by your side.”
I skip all the parts on her mother- which is hard to to do, but I suppose I should just keep my mouth shut for her sake and not ask any more questions. I’d dug in a little too deep… even if she was willing to share it with me, it was still scary to think that she trusted me so much- after all I’ve said and done to her… she still can see me in a light that is no longer there in the eyes of others. There’s no real special glow around me, but from me to her, she’s absolutely shining. Hahaha, oh how the world works when love becomes a religion. I will also not push on the fact that her father was the one who hurt her. I was positively flaming when I’d caught onto that fact that she’d bestowed upon my eavesdroppers. In fact, I was already flexing my daggars into the talcum tundra when she’d revealed this to me- and no doubt that the information was indeed dangerous to give to others, as the male’s secret could very well be the cause of an early demise. On that hand though, I was ready to take on the danger. I would think that Jaida would want to take on her own father for herself and kill him if she were ready for the feat, but if she ever needed help disposing of the madman, I would willingly help her. But now, I’m ready to put that matter to the side for another day, when the time is better to talk about it than it is right now. “After you, mi’lady.” I nod towards the rocks we’ve decided to climb and stiffen a bit when a gale flitters past and swirls down to my undercoat. There’s definitely a storm coming… I don’t know how quickly it is doing so- or when it will show itself, but I do hope that in the process of our lovely chat, it doesn’t decide to show up, uninvited, to the party.
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