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--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Levi D'Amico: I hate you.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Yeh yeh. Get the **** over it already. You're ******* stuck with me forever. Get used to it and get over your 'mummy issues'

Levi D'Amico: You're ******* retarded.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: I'm not the one with only one leg.

Levi D'Amico: Yeah, thanks for that, ****. Gonna look real natural when I'm hopping around town, huh.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Don't start **** you can't handle. And I have a penchant for taking limbs. Just by the way. *Smirks*

Levi D'Amico: That's all kinds of creepy. Take the damn leg. Never, and I mean, NEVER give it back. If you touch it, I don't want it.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: points to where it lay on the ground, slowly vanishing into smoke - just as the blood was that was oozing from his wound.

Levi D'Amico: ...What the actual ****?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: You're a shadow. That's what you do. It's what you did when I killed you last time too. Vanished in a big puff of smoke. It was ******* gay to watch likes. Like you were some camp magician or something!

Levi D'Amico: ...

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: What?

Levi D'Amico: I can't put into words, or bullets, how much I hate your ***

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Why? *Smirks* You're focussing on the negatives. Think of all the **** you can do now! Think what we could ******* do TOGETHER! Just get the ******* chip off your shoulder and let me help you, let me teach you.

Levi D'Amico: Can you put the leg back?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Leans against the wall and looks at the last few puffs of smoke as it fully vanishes, then shakes her head with a frown.

Levi D'Amico: Then what good are ya?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Not that one. It's gone. But in a little over a week.... that stump there, will be a fully grown leg. It'll be exactly the same as that other one that poofed was. You won't be able to tell, physically, that it's new and not original. Just like that whole body you're wearing isn't the original one, and is a new one you made when you came back from the dead.

Levi D'Amico: How's that answering my question?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: It shows you I know **** and can ******* help ya. That's a hell of a lot of good to you, in the position you're in right now.

Levi D'Amico: Fix the leg and we'll talk, otherwise, **** off.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: I'll use my powers on you to heal you, make it grow back. Should take over a week. Plenty of time to get to know one another properly eh?

Levi D'Amico: How ******* useless are ya? Takes over a week? I spent less time in hell.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Yeh, well it's a ******* leg and it's not my speciality. You asked for help didn't you? Well, I'm offering it to you!

Levi D'Amico: Your speciality doesn't quite extend that far below the belt, huh.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Hey, you want me to show you just how special I can make you feel? Just ask. *Smirks* I'll blow more than your leg away!

Levi D'Amico: I ain't asking you for ****.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Yeh you will. One day.

Levi D'Amico: Asking you to drop dead doesn't count, does it

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Nope. Cause I'm already dead. Like you. Hey look - common ******* ground!

Levi D'Amico: No pulse, no morals, but I bathe and don't suck **** for a living... so, I guess you need to start bathing and stop sucking **** if you wanna get on more common ground with me, sweet heart.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: I bathe dickwad. And I bet you like having it sucked, and have had it sucked by plenty of women before. So don't try to take some moral ******* high ground with me. I have a job, you had a job. So, what the **** you going to do with your life now eh?

Levi D'Amico: I still have a job... the only problem is, I've gotta keep coming up with damn excuses as to why I'm not around in the day. Thanks to you.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: You're welcome. So, what do you do?

Levi D'Amico: You're a belligerent little ****, you know that? And annoying as hell.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Yeh, get ******* used to it **** cheese. I'm here forever, with you, looking out for you. You're mine now - nothing you can do about it now.

Levi D'Amico: We'll see.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Naw. Seriously. Nothing you can do. We're stuck together. And once we have you trained - I'm ******* looking forward to it!

Levi D'Amico: Trained?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Yeh.

Levi D'Amico: I'm not a dog, *****.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: You might as well be the way you use your powers, guns and wield a ******* sword.

Levi D'Amico: Swords ain't my thing and I'm new to this Vampiro ****, but don't disrespect my aim.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Yeh, which is why I'm offering to ******* train you. I've already seen your aim remember. For a human - not bad. For a vampire - ******* ****. You need to pre-empt our speed, movements, powers. If you were good enough, you'd have been able to ******* shoot me.

Levi D'Amico: Yeah... and how long you been running around with no pulse?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Lost count. But my sire helped to ******* train me. Like I'm offering you. I'm still young compared to some of the cocksure, snooty, better than you attituded, arsewipes around here.

Levi D'Amico: Sounds like you're learning from those ****-sure, snooty, better-than-you attituded asswipes well enough.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: **** you shitbag. *Grins* I am ******* better than you. Which is why I'm offering to help you out!

Levi D'Amico: Whatever.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She laughed, shaking her head. "So, going to let me train you then?"

Levi D'Amico: Make it sound less like I'm a ******* pooch and we'll see.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Like you're a what?"

Levi D'Amico: A pooch... a dog.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Well, you smell a bit like a dog. But whatever. I've not ******* tried to make you go fetch. I'm gonna ******* show you how to use a sword and your powers you'll be getting!"

Levi D'Amico: *rolls his eyes* Whatever.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yeh yeh. Come on"

Levi D'Amico: Fine. Now what?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Whatever you want. Should probably wait until your weak *** leg grows back. So, powers. What you got so far?"

Levi D'Amico: *shrugs* **** if I know.

Levi D'Amico: How do you even know that ****?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Know what ****?"

Levi D'Amico: What 'powers' you got. That seems ******* lame.

Levi D'Amico: Like a weird comic books world. *grimaces*

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Well, they just kinda, happen. Some folks say they work at them and know what they want. But for me - they just ******* happen. Scary **** the first time likes!"

Levi D'Amico: Right...

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "What now?"

Levi D'Amico: Just get on with this ****, woman.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Come with me then. I'm going to show you a power you've probably got and don't ******* know it yet." She grinned and headed out, turning and looking to see if he was coming.

Levi D'Amico: *he grumbled and stayed there* You ever tried walking with one leg, *****?!

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yeh, frequently. Hop, or lean on me. Which do you want?"

Levi D'Amico: *quirks a brow* This is your fault, so march your tiny *** over here.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She chuckled and walked back to him, then one handed, she picked him up and began to carry him out.

Levi D'Amico: "Oh **** no. Get off!" Even one-legged, Levi put up enough of a fuss with sharp elbows and fussing to get dropped on his arse. Sure, she wouldn't just do something normally would she. She was working his last nerve. **** this *****.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She let him go and watched him land on his *** and just smirked with a raised eyebrow. "Then ******* be polite. Come on!" She offered him her hand, ready to pull him up and take him to the river.

Levi D'Amico: "Be ******* polite? **** you," he growled from his non-so-superior position on the floor. She offered her hand - and despite himself - he wanted to bite it off at the elbow. Nope, **** her. He'd had enough for one day. He wouldn't take her hand even if she chopped the other leg off. He could manage. He didn't need her help.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She didn't bite back, just stood there, grinning, offering her hand to him and waiting.

Levi D'Amico: She could stand there until the cows came home and trampled on her smug face for all he cared. Levi managed to lift his body up enough to get his one foot on the floor and with the help of the nearest wall, he pulled himself back into a standing position. This flamingo bollocks was quickly getting old though. It was undignified enough that he had one leg, now he had to hop around town? **** her. He wasn't going anywhere with her now. He needed a long stick or something. He searched the immediate area with his eyes, then used to wall as an aid to help him get around. Levi didn't need this *****.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC just followed him, clasping her hands behind her back as she watched him hopping - all while trying hard not to laugh. It really was kinda cute - and if she was looking to hire a new male dancer, he'd probably be a candidate. That cute little *** could probably make her a good amount of money.

Levi D'Amico: He knew she was following him, but he had to ignore her. He generally just had to calm the **** down. There was no straight thinking when he was in a foul mood like this and no straight thinking generally meant bad **** happened. Levi had managed to slow his breathing as he searched around the random boxes of **** in this gangster hideout. He'd found a few planks from discarded crates, but they would be too flimsy to hold up his weight. Which was what? 177 lbs minus whatever the lower part of his leg weighed. He kept looking.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She continued to follow him, amused at him balancing himself as he searched through boxes. She was also amused at the fact he was still breathing, and decided to point that one out to him. "You know you don't have to breathe right?"

Levi D'Amico: He glared at her. "You realise you have to in order to speak, right?" He continued his search, all the while realising that he was running out of walls to prop himself again. Not only that, but there was activity ahead: footsteps, and they were thundering toward them.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yup." She said, though he'd been breathing when he'd not been speaking - but she didn't point that one out. All she did, was draw her sword as there were suddenly footsteps thundering towards them from somewhere in the building.

Levi D'Amico: As two men rounded the corner, guns drawn to stand in front of them, Levi just growled. "Can't catch a mother ******* break tonight." The sight of the pair of them - him with one leg, using the wall to hop along and CC with her... well, her unique style - the men stood startled for a moment. That was probably long enough for the girl to jump to action. Levi just ignored them, spotting what looked to be a long, sturdy metal pole just a few steps in front of him.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC moved in front of Levi as soon as the men appeared, not wanting him to be hurt by whoever the **** these two thought they were. He was HERS, and no ****** else would touch him. She snarled at the men, reached behind herself and shoved Levi into the boxes as the guns went off so he wouldn't be shot, and then charged right at them both. "You don't ******* TOUCH him motherfuckers!" She yelled, blade whipping about her as she ducked and spun, pirouetted and leapt around them, cutting them down as they tried to shoot her. Within seconds, she was standing amongst the bodies, waiting and listening to see if there were any more. However, at the moment, there weren't - so she turned and made her way back to Levi, putting her sword away and once more offering him her hand - though her eyes had once more changed to those of a sharks as she looked him over, her face no longer smiling and laughing as she'd gone into 'beast mode' to protect what was hers.

Levi D'Amico: Levi had been quite content to get shot at, what he didn't want was for her to touch him again. All at once there was a thunderous roar, he was thrown into the wall and he hit the ground; his fall only softened lightly by the cardboard boxes. Pressure was building in his ears, confusing his sense of balance while pain was building in his shoulder, side and abdomen. Levi felt for his surroundings as a low frequency rumble and the howl of metal and meat consumed the building. CC was on her rampage and Levi just focused on shaking off the delirium of being pushed to a wall. By the time he'd come around, his eyes fell upon the metal pole he'd been after. Well, maybe it hadn't been such a bad thing to be knocked on his arse again. He reached for it, but halted as a shadow loomed over him. Looking up, those laughter-filled green eyes weren't there on that familiar face. Neither was there a hint of smugness for once. He stared at her for a moment, staring into those new slate-blue eyes surrounded by a black sclera. He supposed he was meant to feel a chill at those predator eyes, but instead he looked down to the hand held out for him again and brought back his rage. Levi picked the steel pole up and held it between them, glancing momentarily with intent at it and CC before using it as walking-stick to drag his arse back onto his foot again.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She blinked and grumbled at him. "Take my ******* hand and get the **** up like a man and stop being a huffy pussy! Then we're going to get your *** out of here, and you're going to ******* show me your goddamn powers one way or a ******* 'nother." She wasn't in the mood anymore and she wasn't playing around. This was CC, taking charge and laying down the rules to something that was hers and had no business saying no to her.

Levi D'Amico: Levi grumbled to her in a low voice, "Shut up, *****." It had taken him a moment to stand, but it would have hurt his pride more to take her hand after all the ****. He was trying to keep his temper at bay, but she was a nightmare. Like it wasn't bad enough she could overpower him with a freaking fingernail, she was also barking orders at him like she would do so if he wouldn't obey. He'd rather die again than listen to her barks. "I don't need your motherfucking help. I just need to get the **** away from you."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Not now sweetcheeks. You're ******* coming with me, and I'm not ******* about. I've had enough of your **** for today. So get your *** moving and come on!"

Levi D'Amico: "**** off," he said again in the same hushed, angry tone. He knew it was stupid, but he was stubborn. She probably wasn't going to let him go without a fight - which would lead to his inevitable death if history had proved anything by now - but Levi was stubborn. It was still a struggle to get about, but he didn't need to walls anymore now he had that metal pole, so he started to walk past her.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Her hand lashed out and she slapped him across the face, hard, and then took him by the arm that wasn't holding the stick to lead him where she wanted him.

Levi D'Amico: He saw the slap just a millisecond before it connected. The one side of his face channelling a stinging pain to his brain, which immediately sent a message to his hand to punch her in return. Unfortunately, she'd had hold of that arm by then as was quickly on her feet, dragging him along like a cripple. "Just what the **** is your problem?" he roared at her, hoping to pull his arm free and if he couldn't, he chew the ******* thing off.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "You ya fuckwit. You don't know what's ******* good for you, or when to shut your mouth and just do as you're told." She smirked then, a dangerous looking smirk if ever there was one. "Just like me!" She dragged him through the streets, not caring what he did or said.

Levi D'Amico: "Oh ******* hell," he whined. At that point he just felt defeated. She'd compared him to her and she was probably ******* right about it. He had no power left to struggle, she dragged him easily.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Her smirk turned to a grin as he whined, and she activated celerity and bombed through the streets at top speed, wondering what he'd think of that one! She stopped when she came to the river, in the wilderness. It wasn't too far out, so the fae shouldn't have bothered them here, but he still looked around cautiously. "By the way - don't ever go further out into the woods than this. There are ******* monsters out here, that will **** your **** up more than anything I can do. And you will not, EVER, beat them. They're the Fae. Badass personified!!!" She looked around once more and then made sure he was steadied on his feet, with the pole and then walked to the edge of the water and pointed. "Walk on it"

Levi D'Amico: When he felt himself give in, the whole world jerked back and slurred into lines and streaks of colour and light. It was like they were suddenly moving at an impossible speed; moving from within the building to outside on the streets and then to a much darker place. He couldn't hear anything in that time either, like their speed had outdone sound. Then it all stopped, too suddenly. The world jerked forward, he jerked forward with it, arcing over like his stomach was trying to make a grand escape through his mouth and nostrils. CC kept chattering, he looked at her feet and hoped that if his stomach was going to escape then most of it would land on her.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She just stood and looked at him, waiting for him to do as she told him to.

Levi D'Amico: It took a few moments for the world to settle around him, for his ears to pick up on the signals of life around them. He heard the animals in the thicket, the faint tweets and hoots and buzzes. He stood back up - the world spinning again, but he ignored it. "Where the **** are we?" he asked, and more to the point, "And how the **** did we get here?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "In the wilderness. Just around the old water treatment plant. And I ran here, with you." She chuckled, he'd obviously not taken the run well from the looks of things!

Levi D'Amico: "Ran?" He cursed under his breath. How had they ran here? What the **** kind of 'powers' did she have? And more to the point again, could he get them?

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yup yup" She said, nodding her head and again pointing at the water. "Walk on it like you're ******* Jesus!"

Levi D'Amico: He quirked a brow, looking at her like she'd sprouted horns. "Yeah, ain't gonna happen."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yeh it will. Try it! Just.... trust me."

Levi D'Amico: He couldn't stop the laugh spilling out. "Trust you? You gotta be ******* with me now."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Nope." She grinned. "Don't make me ******* shove you. You know I will!"

Levi D'Amico: "You were raised on a farm, weren't ya."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Just about. Why?"

Levi D'Amico: He shook his head. "Forget it."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Get on the ******* water man! For ****'s sake!"

Levi D'Amico: "You first."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "I don't have that power. I'd sink. You're different to me, in that way"

Levi D'Amico: "In several ways I'd hope."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Not so many." She said, and then having had enough, walked back to him and tossed him onto the surface of the water and watched, waiting for him to 'water walk'

Levi D'Amico: Before Levi knew what was happening, CC had scooped him up and thrown him like a hammer in an Olympic game. He had just enough time to curse her out as he was sent hurtling and landed, not with a splash, but like he'd landed on a ridiculously soft bed. The water's surface supported his weight like a mattress, bowing out beneath him. He was, first and foremost, shocked that he'd not gone crashing through the surface of the lake and went swimming, but that surprise was quickly overcome with rage. What was it with this woman and man-handling him all the time? "You ******* ****!" he screamed at her. "Now what the ****? How am I supposed to--****!" The water wasn't that much like a bed after all. It moved on its own, knocking him a little off balance; he was already feeling sick too.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She was standing on the edge of the river beaming and laughing as she watched him struggling to control himself and balance. And she couldn't stop herself as she called out to him. "TOLD YOU SO!"

Levi D'Amico: This turn of events surely brought showers and baths into question. He'd never floated on the surface of those or had the water retreat from him, so how was this happening? Did he just instinctively resist the splash and his 'powers' did the rest? This Vampiro business was tricky ****; likewise was getting back on his one leg, but he'd managed. Standing again, he looked across the water at her. "So, you can't come over here?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She shook her head. "Not on the water. No."

Levi D'Amico: "So what can ya do?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Power wise? You've seen a few of them already. Come to the bank and we can talk about them all some more."

Levi D'Amico: "What, you gonna rob it or something?" He stayed where he was though.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Bank of the ******* river dipshit!"

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Levi D'Amico: He pulled an annoyed face, but he hobbled over eventually. Water walking wasn't easy - especially with one leg and a pole. He didn't trust her not to make his life any worse if he didn't just do what she'd said this once, so he returned to dry land. "So now what, **** face?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Holy ****, he actually did as he was told. It was amazing and proved it was possible! She looked around and sat herself on the ground, pointing to a rock - giving him the higher ground to make it easier for him to get up and down with his one leg. "You want to know about other powers?"

Levi D'Amico: Levi breathed an angry sigh. "No, I'm here because you're just a ******* blast to be around."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "I know I am." She grinned, nodding. "But might as well talk about something useful while you enjoy my ******* company right?"

Levi D'Amico: "Sure, whatever."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "So, you want to know what you can look forward to, or what I can do?" She asked, picking at the dead leaves between her crossed legs.

Levi D'Amico: Levi grumbled, feeling that need to light up a cigarette. Even if they tasted of nothing and the nicotine seemed vacant, he had to fuel his habit. He took one out and lit it, drawing in a pointless lungful of smoke. "Go on then, speak... show, whatever."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She rolled her eyes as he refused to answer her question. However to demonstrate two of her powers at once - she held up her hand and wiggled her fingers at him so that he was looking at her nails. Suddenly, her nails extended into the sharpest, meanest, toughest looking claws she'd ever seen. And with one of them, she gently touched his cigarette and concentrated, until the cigarette started to glitter as it turned to gold.

Levi D'Amico: Transfixed by the show, he let his cigarette hand fall away from his mouth, which was just as well because the weight of it and appearance changed drastically when one large claw touched the tip. He dropped it and looked at her like she had another set of horns, even a pair of eyes growing out of her stomach. "What the ****? Glad you didn't touch anything else..."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She chuckled and her claws shrank away. "It's not real. It only looks like gold. It'll change back again in a few hours. But I could do it so it's just like paint on your skin and stuff. I do it for my performances sometimes. Make my tats look all sparkly and ****. I think I've seen this one before....." She grinned and concentrated once more, sending out ball of power after ball of power to create decoys of herself all around him with the hall of mirrors power.

Levi D'Amico: A look of serious intent came over his usually gruff and angry features as she explained; he could really see the benefits of that ability. Imagine tricking a bunch of dumb bastards with that golden touch and trading rocks for real goods? Yeah, he wanted that. He would have asked her more, but the girl kept talking before spouting off balls of energy to create mirror images of herself. Suddenly, it clicked. "So you don't have siblings... You're just a sneaky ****."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She burst out laughing, waving a hand to make them all vanish again. "**** yeh! Nice ta meet ya! I'm CC!" She smirked, glad the penny had dropped in his head.

Levi D'Amico: He smirked too. It was a relief there was only one of her considering how much of a giant pain in the arse she was.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "So then. Lets see what else you can do. Should be able to do more than that on the water." She cocked her head towards the river as she said it.

Levi D'Amico: He looked to it exhaustedly, expressing such with a huff. "Do we ******* have to? I have got **** to do tonight ya know."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yup. I want to see one more ******* power then you can go do whatever you like. Just remember - you've only got one ******* leg. So you can't let anyone see that fact. Not anyone you've seen before, or anyone you might see again - unless they're a vampire."

Levi D'Amico: "That should be easy enough," he commented. The only dealings he'd had with people from his mortal life were over the phone; he hadn't told them why he couldn't come to see them face to face and even though they'd threatened to hunt him into a sit down, he'd managed to convince them better for it. The only one not really falling for his charms was Shiro, but then that ******** was as stubborn as he was. Fortunately, that stubborn ******** was still in Taiwan.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Good good. So, show me what you got big boy!" She smirked, a lewd tone to her voice.

Levi D'Amico: Either because his mind was already there or because of her tone, Levi just gave her a smirk; grinning at her as if they were lovers having a play fight. But what exactly was she expecting him to show her? Anything he'd learned to do, she was already aware of and it wasn't like he could put on a grand display of shadow manipulation in the ******* dark! Which was when he looked to the twigs around her legs and hobbled over just to kneel in front of her. Dark eyes leaning into hers, he said, "I'll show you something if you give me a hand."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She was so tempted just to clap for him, giving him a 'hand'. But she managed to refrain and just nodded her head. "Sure."

Levi D'Amico: He didn't trust her for a damn second to follow a command to the letter without being a smart-***, but here he was trying anyway. He reached into his pants pocket to take out the steel lighter again and held it out to her. "Fancy making a small fire for me?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Aye." She said, taking the lighter and quickly, efficiently and proficiently making a fire for him

Levi D'Amico: Levi managed to get out of her way as she was building the fire. Again, he couldn't trust her not to make him a part of the blaze; sacrificing him to her demon Gods or whatever. She was a maniac, he couldn't put it past her. He didn't like having to rely on her, let alone deal with her, but she was a persistent *****. Once she was done, he held his hand out. "Lighter please," he said rather gently. "You've stolen enough of my **** for a lifetime."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She chuckled and tossed it to him, but not before making it all purple and glittery with her powers. "So, whatcha gonna do then hun"

Levi D'Amico: "Seriously?" he said, inspecting the Little Pony disaster his lighter had become. He shook his head and put the damn thing back in his pocket. Hopefully the thing wouldn't look like a Care Bear had vomited on it the next time he needed a smoke. Looking back to the fire, he decided to try his **** out. Now, as far as his knowledge of physics went: shadows were created by obstructing light, shadows and darkness were simply a lack of light. How that worked in this supernatural setting, he wasn't sure, but it couldn't hurt to experiment. He'd been able to move shadows before, so he decided to start there. His plan: to use the combined power of the darkness created from the light to put the fire out. The result: probably nothing at all like that...

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC just sat and watched, waiting.

Levi D'Amico: Levi concentrated on bringing the darkness to life, summoning it to drain away from the rocks and trees to swell into a large blob on the ground just behind him. He'd made the shadows act in a physical sense before, on Zombies and Humans mostly, but could it work against something that was basically heat and light? A flicker of direction in his eyes and the shadowy blob moved toward the fire, only to disperse as the extent of light radiation overcame the extent of his will on the shadows. He let out a breath as if he'd really exerted himself, but he wasn't about to give up. Levi's attention turned to the water, ignoring whatever hyena cackles were coming off of CC. Well, if he couldn't put out the fire directly, he'd create a wave. A second blob attacked the body of water like a cannon ball, sending an explosion of water into the air, spilling over the fire, extinguishing it and splashing over CC too. Levi was rather pleased with himself. She probably shouldn't have taught him to resist water because he was bone dry and grinning in front of her.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She was soaked, but she didn't care. She'd not made a sound as his first attempt at the fire had failed, but she was grinning widely as the second attempt at the water worked. She nodded her head at him and got up. "Very, very nice! Told you you could do ****!"

Levi D'Amico: "Great," he said, trying not to sounds too pleased. "Can I go now?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She nodded her head. "Mm Hm. I said as much. Thank you for this evening Levi. I've really appreciated it."

Levi D'Amico: "Whatever. So which way's out?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She smiled and nodded at the river. "Walk East along that and it'll get you out."

Levi D'Amico: He didn't go immediately, just looked at her. "You staying here then?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: Shakes her head. "Nope. The Fae give me the ******* willies. But I have no plans for this evening as of yet."

Levi D'Amico: "So..." He couldn't really think to end that sentence.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "So?" She asked, walking to his side with a smile, almost a flirtatious one - just to tease him a bit.

Levi D'Amico: "So, you're gonna lead me out of this ******* forest. That'll give you something to do."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Sure, if you'd like me to." She wasn't going to turn down a chance to spend time with him. She had a lot of time to catch up on, and so strongly did she feel about him being hers, that she needed that time with him. It just made it all the better when he actually wanted to be with her in return. She offered him her arm, knowing how uneven the ground was - and how difficult it would be with only one leg.

Levi D'Amico: Levi had to convince himself that he was forcing her to lead him out, because he didn't trust her to give him the right directions. It made his pride back off enough so he could just hobble along. There was no way on this planet he was going to take her arm. She'd had her chance and fucked it up.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She didn't say anything about him not taking her arm, just clasped her hands behind her back again and kept pace with him - however she couldn't hide the smile. It refused to go anywhere, and was plastered all over her face. "So.... tell me a little about yourself."

Levi D'Amico: "Nope." He kept his attention on the changing texture of the ground as they walked

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Want to know anything about me?"

Levi D'Amico: "You got a real name?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yes."

Levi D'Amico: He glanced at her and smirked. "Fine, don't tell me."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "No-one knows it. It's not something I like to share.... because of what it links to."

Levi D'Amico: "So you prefer to go by your stripper name."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Mm Hm. Just CC. Not the full billing."

Levi D'Amico: "Easy for me, so, fine by me." He couldn't be arsed with long names.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She nodded her head and kept quiet, just walking beside him and waiting in case there was more he wanted to ask.

Levi D'Amico: The silence between them wasn't exactly a bad thing, it was just an odd thing. They'd shouted and screamed at each other the whole time they'd known each other. He wasn't sure what to talk about exactly seeing as how he wasn't much a talker, but this silence was a little unsettling. "So where you from?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Poland. Yourself?"

Levi D'Amico: He quirked a brow like she'd asked a stupid question. "Italy." Wasn't the accent clear enough. Mind you, he hadn't known hers

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She nodded her head. "I didn't know if it was one of those, American wannabe accents or an original one." She chuckled, trying to explain her question and how stupid it now sounded.

Levi D'Amico: "I didn't even want to come to this ******* country," he laughed.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "No? How come?"

Levi D'Amico: "Because it's full of thick fuckers, obviously."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "uh huh. So you came because......?"

Levi D'Amico: "Family are idiots."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She bit her tongue, stopping the comment from slipping out about him being her family and being an idiot sometimes..... well, most of the time. Instead she went with, "You have a big family?"

Levi D'Amico: "Mmhmm." He supposed he should ask her something now. "How about you?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She shook her head. "Not in the traditional sense. No"

Levi D'Amico: "Just this... Vampiro sense?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "It's not that big in the vampiric sense either. Just my sire - she wants to meet you by the way - you, and DD"

Levi D'Amico: "DD and CC, huh? Wow." he laughed to himself.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Mmm Hmmm." She smiled. "Diamond Dreamfire. Your sister"

Levi D'Amico: "Don't got a sister. Wouldn't have thought my father would call her that stripper name either." No, he most certainly wasn't playing this big happy family crap. He could barely stand it with his extended mafia family.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "You have a vampiric, female sibling. No changing that fact"

Levi D'Amico: "So... no killing her then?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Feel free to try. But she's almost as bad *** as me - and her partner is a ******* MONSTER. Still. I've killed her a couple of times for being a twat. I’ve killed my own siblings for being ******* useless too. So you and she can work out who's top dog however you like!"

Levi D'Amico: "There's too many chicks in your line," he commented with a grumble.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "There were more. But I killed those fuckers so hard, they didn't come back!" Grins proudly

Levi D'Amico: "So you can die?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yup"

Levi D'Amico: He grins. "Good to know."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "You won't ever be able to kill kill me though. So lets pop that bubble right now" She chuckled softly

Levi D'Amico: "Yeah? Why's that?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Cause I'm too strong, determined and smart." She grinned, pleased with herself

Levi D'Amico: "I've seen smarter, stronger, more determined fuckers die before. But who knows, maybe they're Vampiri too."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "You've no idea how determined I am. Or what I've done. But anyways - I'm glad you're mine. I think it was fate, bringing us together. We are gonna do amazing **** together!"

Levi D'Amico: "Woah, I ain't yours, sugar. Let's get **** straight."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yeh. You are. Anyone in your head will see my mark on you"

Levi D'Amico: "What do you mean 'in my head'?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Just as it sounds"

Levi D'Amico: "Nah, you're gonna have to explain it better than that, chick."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "You're a shadow. I'm an allurist. Then there are telepaths. They can talk in your head and read your memories and all that mind ****!"

Levi D'Amico: "Oh... ok," he said, looking at her again like she was still transforming into a monster. "This ****'s crazy, you know that?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yeh - I know. Those are the powers I'm trying to develop myself. Then with a thought, I'll be inside your head"

Levi D'Amico: "You stay the **** out of my head, woman."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "You can't ******* stop me." She grinned at him

Levi D'Amico: He just glared at her.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She smiled oh so sweetly back again

Levi D'Amico: "Did you parents ever try to drown you at birth?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She just smiled and didn't answer that one, as it was all part and parcel of the past she didn't like to talk about

Levi D'Amico: "Just so you know, if there's a power where you go back in time. I'll make sure they drown you."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She frowned and had an idea. Creating a decoy of herself, charged with psychic energy, she stepped aside and then focussed on him, forcing her will onto him to make him attack the decoy and harm himself with her bewitch vampire power.

Levi D'Amico: Levi felt a swell of rage come over him, but he couldn't really figure out where it had come from. His mind was quick to put on the breaks, but his adrenaline - or at least that's what it felt like - was pumping and his hands had turned into fists. He was angry, wanting to punch something, but why? He looked to CC. She'd done something. Because he threatened to kill her? Wow, she was sensitive. He shook it off with a smirk. "Yeah, definitely gonna make em drown ya now."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She raised an eyebrow when he resisted her power - and part of her was pissed, part of her was impressed. And she didn't know which one was going to win out. However, she didn't let him know he'd been the one to shake it off, she played it off as she'd done it herself. "Yeh, next time - I'll make you ******* attack it and then see how much you're smirking. Be thankful I've enjoyed the night on the whole *********!"

Levi D'Amico: He shook his head and kept hobbling. "With a mouth like yours, I bet you're single."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "How much?"

Levi D'Amico: "What?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "How much you want to bet that I'm single?"

Levi D'Amico: "That's not something to bet on. Either you are or you ain't."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "You just ******* said that you'd 'bet' I was single!"

Levi D'Amico: "Figure of speech, *****."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Shouldn't say **** you don't believe or can't back up."

Levi D'Amico: Levi rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me then."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "You didn't ask a ******* question." She smirked as they walked out f the tree line and into the street.

Levi D'Amico: "**** me, you're such hard work." She and he really were alike.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yeh. And?"

Levi D'Amico: "Makes me think you're either surrounding by patient, understanding fuckers or no one."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Bit of both." She shrugged her shoulders.

Levi D'Amico: He smirked to himself, but didn't comment on her response. "So, boyfriend? ... Girlfriend?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Mm Hm. You?"

Levi D'Amico: "Both?" he asked, looking at her.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "No. Girlfriend. And whoever at the club. Yourself?"

Levi D'Amico: "What do you mean 'whoever at the club'?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She just looked at him blankly. "How many times have you called me a hooker?"

Levi D'Amico: "Yeah, just didn't think you classed them as 'boyfriend' or whatever."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Some of them class themselves as that. It's part of whatever fantasy is in their heads." She shrugged. "While at work, I'm whatever they need me to be. Literally. Anything."

Levi D'Amico: "Yeah, that's gross," he laughed lightly.

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "It's a job"

Levi D'Amico: "Jobs suck."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She just laughed, cause hers did. Literally. "So, you have a partner?"

Levi D'Amico: "Nope."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Why?"

Levi D'Amico: "You bitches annoy me too much and... I'm not exactly nice."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "So? Get a man? And I'm not nice either. I still found someone."

Levi D'Amico: Levi just growled at her. "She's probably as fucked up as you are."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "What the **** you growling for?"

Levi D'Amico: "Nothing."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Must be a reason"

Levi D'Amico: "Drop it."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "**** no. Not after you've been a ****. What's wrong? Some guy break your heart?"

Levi D'Amico: He stopped and glared at her. "I'm not a fag, **** off."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She raised an eyebrow and just stared at him, waiting for him to fess up

Levi D'Amico: He continued to glare. "What?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Tell me"

Levi D'Amico: "Tell you what?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "What made you ******* growl"

Levi D'Amico: "You calling me a fag, that's what."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Didn't. I suggested you got a guy. Besides, **** all wrong with a bit of guy on guy. Besides - you're Italian. Thought your lot didn't give a **** what genitals were there!"

Levi D'Amico: "Then you don't know the--" he stopped himself. "You don't know us all that well." And started walking again

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: She walked with him. "I don't know the what?"

Levi D'Amico: "Nothing, just bad English."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "uh huh. So, where ya heading?"

Levi D'Amico: Levi has to stop and look around to answer that question, but even then he didn't know. "Have to head back to my hotel. Where the **** are we again?"

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Westwall"

Levi D'Amico: "Right..." He didn't know the place well enough to go by district. He clicked his fingers repeatedly trying to encourage some kind of recollection. "Need more than that. Destinations, you know, a pub or bank or whatever."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Where are you going?" She repeated

Levi D'Amico: "Doesn't matter."

Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Fair enough." She said and chuckled. "Well, enjoy your night and whatever it is you have to do. Here's my number - call whenever." She handed him her card and then headed off towards Silks.

Levi D'Amico: Levi accepted the card, tucking it into the inside of his jacket for safe-keeping. Sure he couldn’t tell if she was genuine at this point – maybe she’d enchanted it to track his movements or whatever – but if it held her details, he’d keep it for as long as needed. It saved him the trouble of digging. He nodded to her then, just before she left. “Buonanotte,” he said quietly, like a rumble of thunder, before he shuffled off; back to where he had to be tonight.