A Night Out. Vampire Training III

[Angel]

*Angel finishes her story with* I had real trouble controlling it since I wasn't entirely accepting, *she blushes a bit* and a little scared of how it would work, not like you...

*A muffled knocking comes from outside and she is glad for the ending of the silence. She walks to the window and pokes her head out, she'd sensed Seph coming closer and wonders if its him.*

Seph? Is'at you? *She looks up and down the building and spots his shape, just a shadow against the street lamp polluted sky.* Over here!

[Sephirothsicase]

*Seph sighs and moves to the left and then up. He pulles himself through the window. He grunts slightly as he yanks his wings through the small window, he then shakes them slightly, getting rid of dust. They then hang from his back motionless.*

Good Evening Angel. Who's the pretty boy? He doesnt look like much.

[Angel]

*Zed stares at the wings on Seph's back as he climbs in. He'd listened to Angel’s story avidly enough but he didn't believe most of it but those wings prove a couple of things... *

Oh give him a break! He just DIED for panarcth's sake! No one looks their best after that. *Angel says vehemently* why are you here anyway? If it’s just to criticize Zed then you can leave RIGHT now.

*She glares at him, which fades, then looks puzzled at the feathers* And since when does Zamiel wear feathers?

*Zed watches Seph nervously, so this is the ... man... who made Angel.. Who did all that to HER.. his train of thought is irrational, Seph was her friend and Sire not to mention trainer, but rationality doesn't come easily when concerning someone who cracked you over the head with a blade hilt. He lurches up, ignoring the pounding in his head with some effort, and puts himself between them. His knees shake and he looks and feels weak as a kitten. He makes up for it, to a certain extent, with a fierce expression.

Angel starts back in surprise and puts her hands on his shoulders, worried that he’s going to fall over* What are you doing?

*Zed looks back over his shoulder, his head is hurting less already* What does it look like?

*She smiles and pushes him back gently onto the bed* Don't worry about me, I can look after myself.

[Sephirothsicase]

~Obviously you cant look after yourself...~

*Seph sighed.*

He's having one of those... err... whatchamacallit... Never mind, he just thinks im evil and that you are his mother or something by the look of it.

*He tosses Zed a silver canteen. It has the initials SZ engraved on the top.*

Whiskey. You might like to take a shot. Anyways Angel. You havnt got a Midian name have you? Something that vampires will address you by? I forgot to give you one, sorry. Although, I do think that Asema follows your type.

*He motions towards Zed with a thumb*

You might like to find one for him. He cant go around with people calling him Zed all the time. The police might have records of him.

Oh, And people dont look pretty when they die? Haha, I know two people who are the exception.

*Seph looks thoughtfull for a moment.

Hmm... I just remembered that I never told you how I kicked the bucket... oh well.

*He turns around and opens the window again, as if to get out.*

[Angel]

*Zed blushes and pulls his knees up in a vain effort to hide his embarrassment at having been pushed down so easily*

~I used to be able to until YOU came along..~ *Angel still glowers at him but her face reddens too as he describes Zed like an over protective cub.

He catches the canteen easily in one hand, looking rather surprised that he had, and unscrews the metal cap to take a sniff. He takes a sip then coughs violently.*

Asema.. I lik- what?! I have to name him? I'm not his mother, no matter how much you seem to think I-

*Seph rides right on over her and she glares* And who might they be? HEY! don't go yet! You've got some explaining to do!

*The whole tirade does nothing to improve Zeds opinions and he hides behind the flask, taking another swallow*

[Sephirothsicase]

*Seph sighs and pulls the window down again. He folds his arms and rests against the wall.*

Angel, the day you can order me around is the day that I grow a heart and give money to orphans. But I will humour you, what do you want to know?

*He taps Zed on the shoulder.*

Thats strong stuff, you might not want to drink all of it in one go. That stuff could knock out an Ox.

[Angel]

*Angel is rather taken aback, she hadn't expected him to actually answer. She is lost for words for a second.

Zed looks up but takes no heed and just takes another swig, choking but swallowing it. He's not used to alcohol but this seems to be a good time to start.*

Well, for a start, what is a Midian name? And why Asema?

[Sephirothsicase]

Midians are a race of vampires who are well.... Not ordinary vampires.

Why did they call themselves Midians? I dont know, but Midian is the place where Moses spent 40 years of his life if I am not mistaken.

Asema. Asema is a vampire who takes the form of a burning light and drinks the blood of people while they are asleep in their houses. I thought it was fitting since you used to be a being of fire.

[Angel]

still am.. *she mutters absently* what do you mean "Not ordinary"? As in strength or lineage?

*She's going to take this chance, he doesn't answer questions much, to get as much understanding as she can. On the bed Zed is getting very drunk, very quickly.*

[Sephirothsicase]

Err.. Both. And a few more.

Midians are stronger than normal vampires because we can walk in sunlight and in darkness. Making us a hard enemy to deal with. Plus, we have powers that other vampires cannot possibly harness.

Such as...

*Seph reaches up towards the light bulb, and touches it with one finger. Instantly, the light flickers as ice spreads around the glass and begins growing rapidly. Soon, the light goes out and it spreads onto the ceiling. It grows and grows untill it has covered half of the room. Just creeping down the walls and onto the floor. He removes his finger and it stops growing instantly.*

..Some Midians can control Elements. I can controll Ice. And now Fire since I drained your blood when you became a Midian. Only the Midians of more... Noble... Blood can harness the elements. In a rare form of occasion, I can harness darkness. But that is difficult and takes time.

You might want to watch your pet. He seems to be going several swigs from sober.

[Angel]

I wondered why I hadn't fried, I assumed it was because of the fire origin, no matter, and I'm guessing my element is fire.

*She makes a fist out of her right hand then raises the first two fingers. The ice on the walls and ceiling melts and the air in the room warms.

Zeds cheeks are flushed and he leans limply against the wall* Hey, can I do that? I like playing with fire! hehhehe.. *Angel pulls the flask out his hand easily, even though he looks after it with a frown. She shakes it and looks into it with surprise*

It's half full! How strong was that stuff? That or he cant hold liquor... *She puts the lid back on and puts it out of Zeds reach* Anyway, will he be able to do tha..t...

*She stops with her hand to her mouth* like air after lightning..

[Sephirothsicase]

Yeah yeah, he can controll Electricity. Can I go now? Cattle-man here might barf all over me any moment?

*He slides up the window before sticking one leg out.*

[Angel]

hmm? oh yes, of course. sorry for my rudeness. *she silently grumbling over the "cattle-man" comment but she keeps the expression off her face*

Thank you for answering my questions.

[Sephirothsicase]

No problem...

Do not let your troubles bother you sister, rest easy.

*He slides sideways and falls out the window, bringing his winds around like a parachute before swooping off with a few beats from them. He headed towards the sea.