*~* Mysterious Ways *~* [Lillie] #2

[nikki]

Lillie looked up at William, he stood not too far away now. "I saw...something." She said, tilting her head to the left. Everything was so new, if she were really dead, then...then, she had to be a vampire or a demon or a werewolf. This explained it, she had read one or two books here and there that had vampire characters in them, what she was experiencing, they were all so like the book characters had.

She looked at the ground a moment, she knew she was taking this all in a bit slow. And from the looks of it, he had not done this before. "You mean! Vampires caused the sinking of Titanic!?" She looked at him a moment, shock written all over her face. "You caused it? That's a pretty big accomplishment." She murmured.

Feeling his hand drop from her shoulder, she watched him wrap his arms around the statue and move around it, looking at her. "No beach resorts and no convertibles? That's no fun." She playfully pouted, starting to get the hang of things, even though she knew it would take a while to get use to everything.

She listened to him, trying to tune in on his voice more than anything else. It was hard, but she heard what he was saying, every word. When he mentioned breath, she took in one last breath. She found it just as, if not more, comfortable to not breath as to. Lillie's blue eyes widened when she saw him twist the head off the angel's stone shoulder.

William twirled the head in his hand for a moment, and her eyes caught the little movements of it, she could hear the slight wind it made. Without warning, he tossed at her and quickly told her to do something she would have done instinctively, anyway. She put out her arms and the head landed in them softly, not like the big chunk of stone it should have been, crushing her bones. "Incredible!" She couldn't help whispering. "This is, there are no words to describe it."

[william]

He smiled to himself a little at her small words – she saw something. It intrigued him greatly, awaking in the graveyard himself many, many moons ago he too saw something similar. Nodding slowly towards her, actually believing she saw something he smiled, maybe it was just in their blood? William’s blood that they witnessed this, from what he knew, vampires weren’t meant to see objects move, such as statue in graveyards? Who knew…

When she’d commented on his slight slip of the tongue, he smirked a little to bite his bottom lip and nod slowly. “Well, let’s say, the Irish in the bottom quarters weren’t very nice tasting… So to an extent, I wasn’t the only vampire slipping out onto top deck and grabbing a quick meal. The night-watchers anyhow, were the only people around – pompass rich people having banquets every night, it was difficult to feed” which was true, it was a nightmare to even try and tame a person out of the dance hall! They’d be talking till the cows came home and nine times out of ten; they travelled in pairs or groups back to their living quarters.

He beckoned a shrug from his shoulders to pout a little and sigh, watching her as she caught the stone head of the Angel. It wasn’t entirely heavy to a human anyhow, let alone a vampire – the stone was old and had worn over time, so it wasn’t hard to break such an object. “Feels light, doesn’t it?” he questioned with a smile from his perched place amongst the broken statue’s side. “Like I said, you have much to learn…” and it looked like she was already starting it.

Lillie was his new childe’ and it made him feel quite warm inside, to be a sire to someone, to now be able to teach and guide a new vampire into this world. She must have been bursting with curiosity already, to accomplish so many things now she had eternal life and beauty, a Sire who’d seemed to have a strange history which coincided with quite a few major events in the world and most of all, heightened senses, strength, agility – she had it all. Technically she was dead to the world now, this is where the real fun begins.

[nikki]

Lillie stared at the angel's face for a second, the stone worn with age and past rain and snowfalls. One of her delicate hands flitted over the old face. It still seemed to have a life of it's own, and yet she could see it plainly did not. No logical reason could be given to explain that she thought she saw something at the same time as not.

She looked up at William, a sense of light compainionship wafted over her. She knew he would watch over her, now that she was...a vampire? That thought came into her head again and she shivered despite the fact she felt warm with the hot, sugary blood in her stomach. A vampire was a creature of the night, damned, banished from the light and life that humans took for nothing.

Glancing between the worn, angel's face and her Sire, she managed a question. "Did you make me this way?" She asked quietly. She would not hate him for it, she could not, could never after having met him the way she had. Lillie only wanted answers to her wildest questions, could they be true now that she would eternally live as undead.

A sense of alienation, yet wonder at such a feat, swept through her. Her blonde hair blew gently on the cool wind, the one she heard whispering to her. It was so amazing what the human ear missed. She could never see the sun again, but when she had been human, most of her time out had been at night. It seemed right, working out in unknown ways. And yet, she burst with questions.