<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=146769.msg6633874#msg6633874">Quote from: Lady Kalypso on 22-07-2012, 20:52:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">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.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Mike listened to her sob story, keenly aware his eyes were getting misty.  Being an angel, even a loosely defined one, he could feel her every emotion and felt the pain and loss that came with having something taken away from you.  He could see she was becoming visibly shaken by this, and he reached out and hugged her, holding her close.  A heavenly light beamed from nowhere and highlighted both of them for a brief moment.  His wings, not visible to humans, wrapped around her and held her in place for a moment. He placed his hand on the back of her head and stroked it, once, twice, before letting go.  Blushing awkwardly, he turned away and listened as she became happy.  He doubted she felt as happy as she sounded, but Mike was far too busy hoping she didn't see his beet red appearance.  She finished her speech, something about a school in London, and trotted down the hall with Mike in tow.<br/><br/><strong>"I, uh...I..."</strong><br/><br/>He shut his mouth, and just kept walking, his wings twitching anxiously.