<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6633064#msg6633064">Quote from: Frank Reshman on 22-07-2012, 17:03:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mike watched as the dragonspawn rounded the corner before turning his attention to Cat's questions.  <strong>"Not very friendly, is he? And to answer your question, I was very much born into this.  I never chose to be an angel.  I mean, not that I'm complaining, angels are VERY powerful...and it's always nice having a personal line to the Big Man Upstairs if I ever need anything..."</strong>  He chuckled at that last line.  As if He would ever answer any of Mike's prayers.  He turned his attention back to Cat.  <strong>"Well, if you're ever free sometime, maybe I can introduce you to the Angel anatomy a bit more...personally."</strong>  He gave Cat a really big smile.  He was never very good at flirting, but he figured, new school, new classmates.  Now was as good a time as any to try.  But, he reasoned, she was an ageless vampire who was probably much older than he.  What hope did he have of wooing her?  <strong>"Oh, we have the same homeroom.  Would you mind showing me where it is?  I'm terrible at these schools.  Nothing ever makes sense"</strong> He grumbled a bit at that last part.  Being only 700, he was still only a teenager to most Angels.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Catriana watched Fabian round the corner, moving to look back at him before she listened intently to his question. She was certainly surprised that there was a Big Man Upstairs. Being a vampire perhaps made her a monster in her own right, but she always wondered if she had died, if she would have actually gone to Heaven. The night she died and was born again, she could no longer call herself a Christian. It was just an oxymoron for her. She looked momentarily sad as she realized all these things, and again, she cursed her husband and maker for taking her life from her. She rose her eyes to Mike, speaking gently, her brightness fading quickly. "I have unfortunately lost my religion. My husba- um, maker took that from me the night I died. For the past two hundred years, I always wondered if I were still human, if God would have taken me into Heaven, or left me to rot in Hell. Had I know what kind of man... well, needless to say, I would never have agreed to marry him." She swallowed a large lump in her throat and looked away,  taking a deep breath and regaining her happiness back. "But, it's in the past now. A new school year and a new year for me and all." She smiled brightly at him again, but burst out laughing at his flirtatious words. "You are incredibly cute, Mike! You and I get to know each other more, and then we'll talk, alright?" She winked at him, suppressing another laugh as she looked at him. "Brave man, it's been quite a while since someone's offered anything to me aside from their neck." She looked at his class list and nodded her head in agreement. They had many classes together, actually, but they were later in the day. "Of course! Trust me, you haven't seen any school more confusing than that of the Academy in London. It is a literal maze, and I'm fairly certain they created it JUST to get students lost." She inclined her head towards the door and started her way to the homeroom on the third floor of the school. Having already met two people, she was sure this would be the year of all years that she wouldn't have to hide her true self from anyone.