Death Sweet Death [Haemish]

[wednesday]

Wednesday lay down on a small hill at the end of the graveyard that had been closed due to rumors of hauntings and the fact that it was several centuries old.
Wednesday rolled her eyes "hauntings? pfft! it's just those stupid humans.. They are afraid of their own shadow and believe everything you tell them" She rolled over, so she was laying on her stomach "but I guess that means more for me."

She looked around at all the old headstones and statues.
"They really knew how to make graveyards back then" she sighed and sat up.
She loved this graveyard. She had made it somewhat of a home.
"Death sweet death" She said and smiled.

She had been here for so long now. Several days without leaving. Like the times where she just walked around in the city doing nothing. She had gotten alot of friends in the city tho. She remembered some of them but hadn't seen them for ages. She missed them. She hadn't missed anything or anyone for ages now. But her friends she did miss.
She remembered some of the things they had done together. She missed those times. It was only less than a year before she was turned, she had met this one guy she was especially happy to know. But he only came out at night. She wondered if he had been a vampire aswel.
"What was his name?" She asked like she was waiting for some sort reply.
Nothing happened. Just the silent sound of the darkness around her.

She sighed and lay down again. She looked at the stars and smiled.
She wondered what everybody else was doing. And what they were thinking.
She suddenly heard something. She sat up and looked around.

[* Annie - L]

Haemish often came to the graveyard to think. As creepy as he felt doing so, it was one place there was generally no one. As an agoraphobic, Haemish needed lots of time alone, and hardly ever spent time with anyone. He did miss having company, but good company was hard to come by. He drew a cleansing breath and slid through the locked gate's crack. He walked around in circles for a while, letting the stress from his earlier attempt to get over his fear ebb away with the whirriing of his mind. Finally blank, Haemish came to a stop and sat down.

He smiled lightly to himself, happy to sit on the grassy ground silently.He hadn't come in such a long time, and he'd forgotten the tranquility of an empty graveyard. His smile faded as he heard a slightly muffled female voice from afar. He sat up straight, allowing his brain to think through who would possibly be out this late in the 'haunted' graveyard. No human would have the guts like he had when he was a teenager. He'd sit outside the forest he knew to have vampires just for the thrill, until his friend was killed by one, then it wasnt for the thrill, it was to be turned.

Anothing smile crept into the corners of his lips when he assumed it must've been another vampire. Haemish rose quietly, going towards the voice. He heard the voice again. "What was his name?" came the voice again. Was there two of them? His heart leapt; he hadn't met another vampire in a decade, but two could be interesting. He could find some more immortal companions. When there was no reply, he wondered if the vampire was crazy, talking to herself. As he approached her, she turned around.

"Hello," he gret her seductively. Surprised by his smooth voice, Haemish's face split into a lovely crooked smile at the realisation that he still had a small amount of charm. Having been pretty much alone for many years, he didn't talk much.

[wednesday]

"...Hello" She said a bit surprised. She didn't expect to see anyone. She observed the person in front of her.
'Vampire' she almost instantly thought. She felt as if she had seen him before. But she didn't meet that many people anymore so she couldn't figure out where she had seen him. If she really had.
She then, for some reason, smiled slightly. The tone of his voice had effected her in some way. She tried to ignore it and got up. She stood for a while watching him while the wind ran thru her hair causing it to fly across er face every now and again.
The long leather coat, she was always wearing, moved slightly in the wind aswell.

She walked closer to him.
"Who are you?" She asked. She was curious to find out where she had seen him before.
She also wanted to know more about him. She didn't know why but there was something about him, that made her wanna know more.
'Why am I feeling like this? Why isn't it just the normal emtyness I feel when I meet another vampire? What's going on?' She thought.
A thousand questions ran thru her head and she tried hard not to let it effect her.

She remembered feeling like this when she was human. She didn't feel as many emotions anymore. At first she had felt them all the time, and it had only made her more confused.
Immortality had never been easy for her to adjust to.
She then put her focus back on the vampire in front of her.

[* Annie - L]

Haemish bit his lip slightly. He didn't like the way this vampire was looking at him, but decided it best to ignore that and reply. "Haemish's the name."[/i] he smiled amiably, holding out a pale hand to shake hers. He wasn't sure if he'd met her before, but she did seem familiar. He'd met a fair share of female vampires, but not in atleast a several decades. That was most likely due to his lack of appearance publically. He tended to stay close to his house and forest for walking and, obviously, throughout the day. He used his other hand to rub the side of his head lightly. Silence around them was inevitable, yet not welcome.

He too took a step forward, brushing his hair out of his eyes lightly before her continued. "Do I know you from somewhere? I haven't seen a female vampire in a very long time. Sorry if I'm a bit rusty on faces, I'm alone most of my life."[/i] he gave a nervous chuckle, and he could tell his eyes had gone from a deep blue to an electric blue at the sight of someone else. He sensed she was alone, which was good. He didn't do well with crowds.

He attempted to remove all of his charm from his voice, making it only friendly. Although, that didn't work as well as he'd hoped because his voice was naturally soothing, and somewhat seductive. He was a bit worried this girl had been a fling a while back, perhaps a one night stand if they'd had anything in the past. He preffered guys for relationships. Though, maybe they'd just met eachother. Who really knew? It wasn't too good that he automatically jumped to the conclusion that she was a one night stnad, but that was one of the few ways he could have met a girl vampire. Well, girl or boy really, since he hadn't had a healthy and proper relationship since he was actually 19, not 324. He was too scared to even make friends because of the way his only two best friends had to leave this world on him. He'd only let one person in close enough to him that he'd be hurt deeply by their departure in all those years.

Haemish looked around at all the gravestones. So many humans, some even killed by vampires. He felt very uneasy at the thought. Being an animal hunter he even felt guilty killing deer. He was generally unable to make eye contact with the fascinated creatures before he killed them. If he made eye contact, he couldnt kill them, so he'd go for a few more days without food until he recovered from the painful guilt.

Pushing those thoughts aside, he offered another smile to the vampire that stood before him.

[wednesday]

Wednesday let her facial expression return to her usual, some what cynical, expression.
She never wanted to show that many emotions to someone she didn't know. Or anyone really.
Her eyes were empty and shining in the moonlight.
She felt the usual feeling of emptyness raise in her body. She sighed of relief but made sure it was as close to silent as she could make it.

"I was just thinking the same thing.." She said.
She walked around him in a circle and looked him up and down.
"I think we.....Knew each other..I feel like I know you..As odd as it may sound I really think we knew other ...But some time ago that's for sure" She added.
She had never been great at remembering people. But when she got to talk to them she usualy remembered.

The few years of her life were she had actually lived with her family, her mother and up tight aunt had picked all her friends for her. She had learnd to block out who was who so she didn't have any reason to remember the later on.
She had also used this to forget ex boyfriends and others that there didn't seem to be a reason to remember.

She looked at Haemish again.
She wondered what he was thinking. Had he found out who she was? Or was he, like herself, clueless.

[* Annie - L]

He frowned, watching her intently as she circled him. "How old are you?"[/i] he asked, curiosity audible in his voice. He could tell she was atleast a century younger than he, if not two. He did used to make the odd human friend, not one for the predjudices of species. Although he tended to lean towards casual friendships, the kind where you hang out a few times then split before you get close enough to be hurt. That was just Haemish though, unable to make a commitement. He was aware that some of his human friends had been turned, and therefor felt the need to get away.

His plan had worked, had she been a friend of sort before hand, since he could just barely recognize her. He knew he'd done it many times, gone through friends, since he did not want to be lonely, but he couldn't risk letting them become good enough friends that they might hurt him upon departure, whether it be from London, his life, or the world.

Being a fairly cautious person, he generally assumed once a distant friend was turned, that they would leave and harm him with their new powers, instead of looking at it in the sense that they could not die easily at all. He figured they'd abandon him.

[wednesday]

"60 something..I stopped counting a few years back" She replied.
She wondered why he had asked just that question. usually people asked who she was or something like that.
'Diffrent people, diffrent questions I guess' She thought and she watched the vampire walked in a circle around her.

Thru out time she had quite a few diffrent types of people and they all had something new to say, tell or ask her.
Her eyes glanced upon the moon. It wasn't full and there where now clouds covering most of what was actually showing.

She sighed and looked back at the vampire.
"What are you doing here anyways?" She then asked.
She had been at the graveyard for so long now that she knew no one ever really showed up. Only kids who had been dared by their friends to go into the graveyard at midnight.
And then occasionaly a lost dog or a cat would walk the, haunted, grounds.
Wednesday didn't know if she should smile or frown at the thought.

She looked at the vampire trying to figure out how old he was. She had already guessed for him to be older than herself.

[* Annie - L]

"Me? I like to walk alone at night. Well, I suppose I can't walk in the day.. but I walk everywhere, and I hadn't come here in a while. I figured I'd come check up on the multiplications of human deaths. They seem to have increased considerably since my last visit."[/i] he replied, commenting on the many ggravestones, gesturing with both hands.

He chuckled slightly, thinking about what she'd said. Lost track, eh? he thought, grinning mentally. "324 years and counting.[/i] he added, nodding in her direction. He could feel his eyes settle at a deep, seductive blue. Reassuring, and very alluring. He knew by then that his anxiety was pretty much gone, considering she didnt appear to be a threat to him.

A gust of wind wisped Haemish's hair about his narrow face, blowing in every which way. He smiled at the feeling of wind against his marble skin, unable to conceal that smile. He was a little worried that he wasn't capable of hiding it, since that was what he did best; bottle up emotions. Welll, that among several other useful skills. He finally wiped off the smile, feeling relieved when he felt his face harden back to a normal stone-like expression.

[wednesday]

"Aah...Well don't we all enjoy the wonders of the being alone in a place filled with death people" She sad and smiled to herself.
"Yeah they drop like flies these days" She said and looked around at all the gravestones.

"Jeeese...324 years? that's a long time" She said quietly.
Wednesday thought that Heamish seemed a bit more relaxed.
She wondered if he had felt intimidated by her or something. She smiled slightly and looked down.

When she looked back up at Heamish she saw a sudden change in his facial expression. It turned from some what of a smile to a almost total emotionless expression.
She raised an eyebrow and wondered why.
Maybe he was just the type who didn't show emotions or maybe it was something else.