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I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 11 Nov 2014, 22:19
by CharlotteC
Skylar says: "Well I`m not doing anything now and I can always eat."
"Sounds good!" Charlie said as she packed up her Portable Crafting Set that she carried with her everywhere so that she could at a moments notice (meaning if she came across something she had stolen), she could put something together to make it something new. As she had waited for Skylar to meet her at the Abandon Factory where Skylar had told her that she liked to hang out and work on her weapons, she too had been there, however, she had no idea how to use the forge that was in the place. No, while she had waited, she had been working on taking apart a few guns that Rhett had dropped off to her, things he had found on his own search. So as her new sibling of sorts was where ever she was, Charlie had been breaking guns down and upgrading the parts as best she could.
Then Skylar had shown up, and Charlie went from crafting to cleaning out all the parts she had come across in the catacombs, knowing that Skylar preferred things sharp and pointy rather than the arsenal that Charlie liked to make with her guns.
Now though, Skylar wasn't doing anything, She wasn't doing anything, and they both 'could always eat' so Charlie, with her stuff stowed away in her messenger bag, playfully held out her arm to Skylar. Charlie was always a rather happy person, never shying away from a human touch when she actually did get out of the house, she liked to think of herself as a social butterfly in those moments. If Skylar took her arm, that would would be up to her, and really, Charlie wouldn't mind either way, she and the girl could hit a random place to eat. "Do you like being called Skylar or do you mind being called Sky?" She asked as she looked at the girl with a soft smile.
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 11 Nov 2014, 22:29
by Skylar
I can't lie. It's beginning to feel like work but try as I might I can't seem to escape the fact that I may have found my calling. My supernatural calling that is. I mean I know what my human self excelled at and I'd even improved in that since I died. I'd always been able to rock a guitar but now I found that I didn't have to concentrate so much to learn new riffs and the like. My voice too was more powerful. Not so much projection wise, as it was more alluring. I guess that's the right phrase. I seem to draw bigger crowds these days when busking. Music aside, I'd always been good with metals too. Just never really considered any sort of real hobby in sword making. I'm not really sure why I do it, truth be told. I mean yeah I seem to be good at it and I'm still getting better but while I can rework the metals and make new pieces, I still don't know how to wield the damn things. I push that thought aside as I hop off the train. Dillon had been busting his as for me getting bits and pieces for me to play with, so I kind of felt like I had to do something with them. That and right now it was about the only thing I had to offer the family. Ellie still hasn't said anything publicly about it and I wonder if that means he's disappointed by what I do. I shrug and sling my bag across the room. I'll have to remember not to do that in future, as I can throw the thing pretty damn far and if I hadn't of noticed her just before I let go, I might have thrown the thing directly at her. I somehow doubt Ellie would like me injuring people. Hell I wouldn't like it much either.
We exchange a few words. I ask how she is. She asks how I am. That kind of thing. Don't really know the girl but she seems nice enough. We've only met once before this and that meeting was brief but she'd given me her old sword to play with, so I kind of like the girl already. She seemed the friendly sort. I'm still figuring out the vampire thing but when she asks if I eat, I guess she's an allurist like Ellie and I. I get the feeling Ellie attracts them. Though I highly doubt the witch is one. She has all the charm of a teddy covered in razor blades. I shiver at the thought of that and join back in with the conversation.
"Call me what you like. I'll reply to 'oi you' if I think I recognise the voice."
I laugh but it's true. Hanging out with my crew, you kind of get used to replying to anything they shout at you. Mostly it's because one of our new "friends" has forgotten my name.
"Dillon calls my Sky, so I'm kinda used to that nickname. Just do me a favour. If you're gonna like write my name in a card or an email, write Skylar will you. I don't know why it bugs me to see Sky, it just does."
I hadn't had a chance to much of anything what with Charlotte there to distract me, so I just pick up my bag and loop my arm through hers like we're old pals. Unlike some people, I have no problem with personal space and have always done the girly thing. Though oddly not usually with girls. Women are a brand of bitchy I generally steer clear of. Tonight though I'm making the effort. New family and all. I figure she's like a cousin or something, though I don't ask.
"So... Where do you wanna eat? Have a preference? Oh and you don't mind Charlie do you?"
It's kind of an afterthought, I'd already called that once before but since she was polite enough to ask me about shortening my name I figure I should return the favour.
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 11 Nov 2014, 23:00
by CharlotteC
Charlie gave a soft laugh as she nodded, she was used to that kind of thing from people from her old life, especially when she had lived in Massachusetts to go to MIT. A lot of the people there, especially those that didn't know her called her things of the like and it never once bothered her. When Skylar took her arm, she smiled brightly, one of those smiles that's hard not to smile back to because it just emanates from so deep with in and caused her chocolate colored eyes to sparkle behind the fake glasses she wore to 'throw people off'. "I'll remember that, and I actually prefer Charlie nine times out of ten. 'Charlotte' just reminds me of when I was back home and was in trouble for something." She said again, another light, happy laugh coming from her.
As the headed out of the factory Charlie pulled out her phone to look at an app that let her see all the places they could eat. "Personally, I can eat just about anywhere in this city, there's food all over the place." She said and then glanced back up at Skylar "Though, if I had to pick anything it would be sea food. How about you? We can do anything, Chicken, sweets, pub food... though being under Elliot I don't know if you want to eat where we work..." She smirked a little, granted, she actually worked upstairs, one of many places that Elliot owned. "There's also a pretty good Italian restaurant around here according to this..." She added as she turned her iPhone so that Skylar could see the list of places to eat in the city.
"I'm a bit hyper today, which is funny because coffee hasn't worked on me since I was... well... yeah..." she said. She didn't know yet how Skylar felt about the Masq, so she wouldn't do or say anything that could be really bad in public. She herself hated having to hide this life from others. She lived in the new world where a lot of differences were more or less embraced, and she was pretty sure that vampires - should they ever get the courage to come out of the coffin - would be as well. Elliot knew her stance, and she was pretty sure she had started to say the same to Pi at one point when she had gone to see Elliot and had met Pi as well. "I think it's just the idea that i am meeting family that isn't Elliot or Pi for once... and someone not trying to take my head off.." she added quietly, her hand with the phone coming up to rub her neck were there was a faint scar on her neck... not a bite... but a clear knife wound. Barely seen by human eyes, but she knew that vampire eyes were better.
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 11 Nov 2014, 23:42
by Skylar
I can't help but shiver as she mentions her actual name was what she was called when being told off at home. I had a similar thing only mum used to use all of my names; Skylar Elouise Higgins. There was a reason I only ever gave my first name. The last two being what they were. Thankfully, my profession lent itself all too well to the singular name thing. Much to my parents annoyance.
"I'll try and remember that," I tell her.
Shouldn't be hard. I like adding the 'ie' sound to people's names. Well people I liked. And people whose names lent themselves to it. Dillon was just Dillon. Maybe Dillhole if I'm seriously annoyed, but I rarely call him that these days. The jury was still out on Charlotte. Hell the jury was still out on all the family, Ellie being the only exception, but Charlie still suited her. She reminded me of a girl I know when I was young. Her name was Charlotte too but I called her Charlie Bear. No idea where that name came from now, but it seemed right when I was ten.
"Hmm..."
I pat at my jeans to see where I put my money. I didn't tend to carry a wallet or anything, even though I deal mainly in cash. I hate plastic cards, even if they do make life easy. Life shouldn't be too easy. Besides, there's something about the feel of a note that a piece of plastic just doesn't live up to. I'd rationalised this a long time ago but the truth was, my parents were all about the plastic. Certain types of cards showed status and it was more for that reason that I preferred it's antiquated paper counterpart. I pull out a couple of notes, to see what I have. I don't tend to flash the cash, so I'm only really carrying what I might need for a night out. Unlike some blondes, I had no problem paying my way. Even if I generally didn't need to.
"Italian sounds good."
Seafood was probably better but much like the money thing, I tried not to live up to the standards to which I was raised. A nice greasy pizza was less appetising but a moral victory. As was drinking beer from the bottle. Mum almost had a heart attack the first time she saw me doing that. I smirk at the memory.
"Oh I don't work for Ellie. I mean yeah. I hang around and help out at the bar and stuff," I shrug, "but mainly I just help myself to what I want and jump up on stage when I get bored."
I don't much see the point of lying to the girl. I adjust my t-shirt and flash her a smile. I know I'm no waster even if I come across as such. I had no issue tending bar. I’d done that back in college, I just had way more interesting things to do than settle into that kind of routine again. I liked my life the way it was. Even if I was beginning to miss going out in the daylight. I'd kind of taken that for granted back when I was a breather. Sunshine and fresh air. Sitting in the park on a lazy afternoon. I'm staring into space thinking about it but snap myself out of it, so as not to be rude.
"And you don't need to worry about me taking your head off. Not unless it can be done through words alone. I'm not much of a scrapper. I mean I've probably been the cause of a few fights but I've never been in them. It's just one of those things that happens when you drink too much and your ex shows up while you're trying to pull some new guy. That never works out well for me. Not really sure why."
I laugh. It's a lie. I know why. Anyone who knows me knows why. I have a thing for bad boys. Bad boys like to fight. And when you like the alpha male type, you tend to get trouble if you put two of them together in the same room. Doesn't help if you pour oil on troubled waters and start making out with the replacement while the ex watches. I know that rule but after a few drinks I just don't tend to give a ****.
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 13 Nov 2014, 07:50
by CharlotteC
Charlie couldn't help but notice the slight shiver that Skylar had, her brow lifted just slightly but she didn't say anything. It was amusing to herself though that the first thought she had was that the girl was cold, it was a rather cold day today, however, they were vampires, the walking dead, there was no way that they would feel cold, or hot for that matter. Still she was a bit curious about the girl's slight shudder but figured that it wasn't really her place to ask. Instead she shifted just slightly - a movement so minuet that a human wouldn't notice if the had been around to see - so that she would have a better view of things as well as protect the younger girl if need be.
She smiled a bit as Skylar picked the idea of Italian and nodded to her, slipping her phone back into her back pocket before she gave the girl a moment so that she could check the things she was doing and then smiled at Skylar. "Well it's easy to make a mistake, I thought I saw a chipper blond behind the bar one time on my way up to the Bunk." She teased a little before Skylar continued on to tell her that she wouldn't take her head off unless it could be done with words. Charlie had no idea of the physical act could happen with words, but she had seen personally what happened when a ritualist messed with your head, making it hard to even move. It was her turn to shudder now as she remembered the outcome of those spells.
It was then that she shook her head to clear the thoughts of that vile place from her head so that she could continue with Skylar. Who was talking about how she had made out with one guy while her ex watched. Charlie smirked a little, wondering what would be more of a blow to a male ego, watching an ex make out with a new guy, or getting your *** beaten to a bloodied pulp with mistress in the bed you shared with your then-fiancee. Both probably left their mark, some more visible than others. Charlie then nodded and smiled to the girl as she gave the girl's arm a playful tug with her arm that was linked in with Skylar's so they could head out of the factory. "Well, then the place I know is close to the Wickbridge station so let's catch the train." She said to Sky and smiled a little more.
Charlie did feel rather perky today, wither it was the connection to the new sibling or the new sword - a sword that now rest at her hip where the sword she had given to Skylar in return now lay - the girl had given her. "So aside from you're knack for popping male egos, tell me something about yourself... that is, if you want." She added in, knowing that there was always the off chance that the girl didn't want someone to know things about her, it was something she totally understood. Especially in her (illegal) line of work.
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 13 Nov 2014, 16:04
by Skylar
It was a fair assumption to make, even if Charlie was just teasing. I don't mind being teased. Means you can play with a person and not in a creepy puppeteer kind of way, but in a fun way. You push them, they push you back. You fill their shoes with shaving foam, you wake up with a moustache written in indelible marker on your face. It was all about a little give and take an if you found the right people to play with, the boundaries never get overstepped; well almost never. It's not the kind of behaviour a socialite should indulge in and so my parents hadn't been too impressed that I'd ruined the family photo that year - as in they refused to have me sit for it - but I didn't mind. I've never been a fan of the serious, portraits they insisted we take all the time. I guess at some point I'm going to have to tell them that I can't take part anyway. They'll be able to compare me year on year and will see I'm not aging.
I walk with Charlie to the station and bump her hip with mine when she makes the comment about my skills. Again, she's teasing me. I like the girl, we've barely said a word to one another and she already feels like she can be herself around me. At least I hope that's who she's being. I like being this way with Eliie and when he plays back its fun. I wonder if all people who this way inclined tend to turn into allurists. I'm not entirely sure what Charlie's path is but it wold certainly help prove or disprove my theory if I found out.
"My skills. Hmm.. Well besides the making of pointy and or blunt objects. I'm pretty good at intricate metal work. I make jewellery and I sell it on ebay. But I'm a artist with two strings to her bow..."
I don't like to boast but it is true. Most people would focus on one artistic ability, my focus was twofold but then that's possibly because I pursued one as a carrier and considered the other a hobby. I loved both. I've still never worked out who it is exactly that my creative gene comes from. I guess it was a great, great, something or other because the family I knew were only talented at making money.
"I'm a musician too. I sing and play guitar."
I never tell people I play the piano too. Most good musician's do. Especially those that write their own songs. I haven't played in years due to the fact that none of my friends own such an instrument and going home to borrow the baby grand for a few hours seems a little ostentatious. Besides, now I have access to a one through Elliot, so no need to go play the good daughter. Kind of. I mean I guess that's what I am to Ellie in some ways. Strange. I consider that for a moment and decide I need to do something to rile him up a bit. I can't have him thinking I'm all sweetness and light. Maybe I'd poke the bear and attempt a face-to-face with the guy he told me to stay away from.
"I'm pretty damn good too. Even better since I... well you know... died."
I whisper the last word in her ear. I don't care how it looks to the people around us. Hell the way we're walking we look like a couple but girls did this kind of thing. I blame evolution. We were made to stay at home and raise the kids. We were made to be social creatures. Many female animals would help in the raising of the young and so I figure that's where this comes from. Some primal, feminine pull that tries to keep women on each other's sides. Too bad it didn't also stop us from bitching. That's the main reason I don't have many female friends. Most of the ones I've known would be nice to your face and stab you in the back the moment you're back’s turned. Don't get me wrong. Guys are capable of it too, but they're more likely to stab you face-to-face. I prefer that. I'd rather know who I'm dealing with. I push these thoughts aside though. They aren't very helpful if you want to play nice and stand a chance of making friend with a female.
"And you... What's your story?"
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 17 Nov 2014, 01:35
by CharlotteC
As Skylar began, Charlie smiled a little, she hadn't exactly meant the girl's skills. She could already see that Skylar was good with making swords and other things, even better than she herself was at making guns if she was truthful, from what she had seen on the family Crownet. Still, she didn't interrupt the girl as she went on talking about all the things that she was good at, the jewelry making was something that Charlie smiled a bit more. She was never really all that crafty before she had come to Harper Rock, that is, unless you counted putting together computers and codes that could level a city with the press of a key. Now though, she was pretty good at putting together more mechanical things. Traps, mostly.
The mention of her being a musician came up again and again Charlie couldn't help but think that could have been a reason that Elliot had chosen the girl to be his newest. Then again, Charlie had no idea about how that went down. Had it been a choice? Or had it been something else. Still, she figured that wasn't something that she should be asking, if the girl wanted to tell her then she would be more than willing to listen, in fact, she was curious, but again, that was just something that someone didn't go around asking.
The fact that she had gotten better once she had died was no surprise to Charlie. That seemed to be the case with everyone that she had met thus far in this world. Of course, there were some that couldn't do the things they were good at or at least, couldn't partake in the things they did well. Pi came to mind in that moment, because from their conversation at Lancaster's she was big into cooking but couldn't eat so Elliot was now her guinea pig, and of course, she would be a willing one too if she got the invite to dinner. Something they had talked about.
Charlie glanced to see if she could see the train coming yet and couldn't so she lead Skylar over to a bench where they could wait while she gave a shrug of her shoulders. "My story is pretty long and boring to tell the truth. Born in Maine, raised in Maine, went to MIT for college and then went back home. Some **** happened and so I ran here. The guy that found me turned me and then pretty much left me on my own. If it wasn't for The Fledgeling Foundation, some close friends and Elliot, I'm sure I would have just offed myself ages ago." She said with a wry smirk. She had a feeling it wouldn't be as easy as just walking into the sunlight and letting it take her. "That's the very short abridged version though." She said with a smirk. "Of course, when I asked about you, I was wondering more about before..." she motioned to the two of them with her free hand before glancing around to make sure that the humans - to which there was only one or two that were waiting for the same train at this point - were a good distance off so that she wouldn't bring harm to Skylar.
She herself, couldn't care less if someone else knew she was a vampire, but at the same time she wasn't about to out everyone she knew as one either. If they killed her than it was on her, if they killed someone that she cared about, it would be on her and the guilt alone would kill her. Charlie took a breath and smiled though, she liked protecting her friends but she wanted her freedom.
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 17 Nov 2014, 01:52
by Skylar
I follow her to the bench and park myself next to her. I half expect to feel that cold shiver up my spine as I sit on the night aired bench but it doesn't hit me like it should do. I feel it, but it doesn't bother me or make me shiver like it used to. Another perk of my condition.
"Well... Actually. Take out the running away part and I have a similar history. Though change the location and the uni. Born here. Raised here. Uni-ed here. Died here. It would be a pretty sad tale if it wasn't for the fact that Ellie isn't right in the head."
I laugh because I love Ellie. He's great. But I know the reasons he sired me weren't exactly altruistic. I knew he felt guilty. I'd even used that guilt to my advantage the night of the auction. I still kind of owed him another big thank you for that. The mace thing I gave him wasn't exactly his style.
"My parents are over-protective and stuck up their own arses. So I don't see them all that often," I admit. "I guess seeing them now and again wouldn't be so bad. Not know that I've gotten colour back anyways. Seriously. you should have seen me a few days ago. I was like deathly pale. You'd of assumed it was my time of the month of something. I don't know how... people... you know, can stand looking so washed out. Of course I guess it helps if you don't look in the mirror. I mean damn. Who wants to see what we see. Right?"
I'm pretty sure I'm safe to talk about this stuff with Charlie. I don't give enough detail for anyone listening to jump on the fact that we’re vampires and even if they heard the dead comment, I could have had a near death experience or something. I'd had several of those before the main event anyway. I pretty much assumed the powers that be wanted me dead. I smirk to myself. Another set of plans someone had for me that I'd managed to subvert.
"So how are we... You know... Related exactly? I'm sorry. I'm not very good at the superpowers thing yet. I mean I see you. I recognise we're kind of the same, but past that I can't see a damn thing."
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 20 Nov 2014, 21:28
by CharlotteC
A small smile came to Charlie's face as the girl called Elliot not right in the head - or at least, that was who she assumed that 'Ellie' was. The thought made her wonder if Elliot knew that she referred to him as such. He probably did, she doubted he could miss it, but still it was amusing to her. The fact that he wasn't right in the head though - that was something that she wondered about. He had always seemed pretty straight laced from what she could tell, but then they hadn't spent much time together since she had come to visit him at Lancaster's and ended up spending most of the night chatting with Pi about food and dinner.
She shook herself out of her thoughts and focused on the girl once more. Skylar saying that she had been washed out made Charlie smile as well. As a girl from Maine, they were naturally pasty, when she had been turned, she doubted there would have been much of a difference between now and then. it was a little hard to tell, given that she had no reflection - at least not one that she cared to look at for any length of time. That was an odd thing for her, the seeing herself as a corpse in her reflecting. It was almost like she had become a version of Dorian Grey.
"I've pretty much done away with things that are mirror like. Mostly because it is a freaky sight." She said with a soft laugh before once again falling silent so that Skylar could continue with what she was saying.
When she asked how they were related, Charlie gave a wry sort of smile. "Technically, we aren't. However, when my sire basically ditched me for a mistake that probably would have been averted had he been a proper sire, I was alone for a while. Then I met Elliot and a while later, he adopted me. So in my heart, I am his progeny like you are, which if you want to get down and dirty, makes us sisters." She said with a soft smile, one that was a little more happy and not one that seemed like something else was on her mind. "Though, I don't know if Elliot is big into the whole me calling him 'daddy'." She said with another laugh, this one even more amused that the one before. That would be something she would have to test out on him and see how he reacts. Chances are, she would only do it when she was trying to push his buttons or something to that effect.
Re: I like Food! I like to Eat ((Skylar))
Posted: 21 Nov 2014, 23:56
by Skylar
I nod. Getting rid of reflective surfaces isn't something I've had to do what with staying at Elliot's place. I wonder if I need to ask Dillon to do the same at his and then realise that his place was pretty devoid of reflective surfaces to begin with. He had mirrored doors on the bathroom cabinet and a full length mirror in his bedroom, that was about it. Then I remember that he recently changed the cabinet in the bathroom, or the doors at least. He told me Russ broke one of the doors but now I start to wonder if he wasn't just vampire proofing the apartment on my account.
I'm not so far lost in my own thoughts that I don't hear Charlotte though as she explains how we're connected. I was genuinely interested in that part of her story. I smile at her and nod to show I'm listening but deep down I find myself being thankful for the fact I'd got a winner for a sire. It wasn't the first time I'd realised I won the lottery with Ellie, and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last. He was an angel, even if he didn't see it.
"I'm sorry to hear your guy sucks. Ellie's pretty amazing though right? If I were like ten years older or he was ten years younger his missus might have a fight on her hands."
I laugh at just how ridiculous what I said sounds. It was partly true. Ellie was a great guy and any woman in her right mind would fight for him if she found him attractive but even if we were closer in age he probably still wouldn't be my type. He was too nice for me.
"Wouldn't be much of a fight though... At least not a fair one."
My hands grip the bench on either side of my legs and I kick my feet out in front of me as I stare at my shoes. I'm a tomboy in heels. I **** my head to one side and try to work out when I started shoes like this with jeans. It was recent but was it before or after my turning? I shrug to myself as I shrug and recommit to the conversation.
"What do you think of the wi- missus. Elliot's bint?"
I'm grinning at my own language. Bint. I chuckle to myself. It wasn't a word many people round these parts used, but with me and mine it was common. It meant woman or girl, or it could if used playfully. It could also mean whore or *****, which was actually how I was using it in this sentence. I try to recall the origin of it, or who at least introduced it to us. Steve's face comes to mind. He had a thing for odd words being a Brit and all, so it was probably one of his words.
I hadn't commented on her wanting or planning to call Ellie daddy, mainly as I wanted to know what she thought of Pi. A part of me didn't think he'd mind. I'd not long known him and he seemed fine with all the things I called him and he already had a couple of regular nicknames; Ellie and Papa bear being the two I probably used the most. Sugar daddy suited him too but it came with implications I didn't think his pseudo wife would like. Not that I really cared about that so much as the fact that the crazy ***** might actually kill me and I kind of don't have any plans on dying again anytime soon.
