Celestia City

[Daliha]

*Her violet gaze danced about the room, lingering on the jukebox and the few people that were dancing. It had been some time since she’d last been in the place and somehow it seemed exactly the same. It didn’t look any older or any better. The walls were a dark wood that made it feel warm and cozy in there. Daliha turned her attention to Remus as he began to speak in another language once more. She’d have to remember to ask him what he was speaking. The sound tickled her ears and a memory, but no sooner had the memory begun it vanished. Slowly she lowered her form into the booth, careful not to bump the table as their drinks arrived. For a moment she leaned rather close to him, breathing in his scent, as she crossed her legs under the table. “The music is always great in here. There should be a live band in about an hour or so.”*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

"Yes Daliha I believe they start at 9. So how did you come to being out tonight when you seemed to rather been home"? *He looks into her eye's and can see there is a long, but painful answer there. Some fool hurt this lovely lady. And selfishly Remus admits to himself he is a little glad it happened. He eases his own mind by reminding himself if it had not happened, she would not be here with him right now.*

 

[Daliha]

*Daliha sighed for a moment, thinking. She wasn’t going to tell him, but somehow she began to just ramble on and on. She told him of how she’d caught her last boyfriend in bed with a friend and when she confronted him he’d struck her. Her lip had been split for a week. “So the girls have been trying to get me to come out, meet someone new. They just don’t get it. Then...and don’t get me wrong I love them...but they don’t keep men around for very long. I think Shelly has moved through about three of them in the past 4 months.” Okay, where did that come from? She felt odd, her violet gaze had never left his either. If he could get her to tell him this much she was sure she’d never be able to keep a secret from him. “But what about you? I mean you are a gentleman and very well mannered. How come you’re out all alone?”*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

"I live alone mon amour. Have for many years, I was raised in France and my grandfather's were my manners come from. He was very old fashion, and thought manners were next to godliness. I was not expecting to meet anyone tonight. Just went to have a little relaxing drink. But then you came in and sat down. It was as if a old friend had shown up. I know this sounds weird, but having just met you I feel as though we have known each other before some how."*He can't understand why he speaks to her with so much truth. It's as if she has truth serum pouring into him from some where. But he is not holding anything back except the most hidden secret he has. He does know that she makes him feel as no one has in 500 years. He can't kill her he knows this now. She must be alive forever.*

 

[Daliha]

*Her smile warmed as she eased back against the seat, listening to him. His voice was like a lover’s caress moving over her, warming her as if he touched her. “Your grandfather sounds like a very wise man.” Her fingers wrapped about the stem of the glass, lifting it to tender lips held slightly apart. For a moment her violet orbs were removed from him and she felt the loss. When he drew them once more she was near breathless from the beauty of them. “Yes...if I believed in such things...I would say our souls have met before.” It would seem he either could read her mind, or was feeling the same electric spark the same memories tickling at the back of his mind.*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

*As Norah Jones starts singing Turn Me On Remus looks deep in Daliha's eye's.* "Would you care to dance mon amour?"

 

[Daliha]

Daliha was caught in his gaze and leaned into him as he spoke. “Yes...I would like that very much.” Yep, she thought, its official I’ve lost my mind. But there was nothing to be done about it now.

 

[Remus_Deveron]

*Remus stood he offered his had to her. The slowly stepped onto the dance floor. As they started to move with the music it was instantly obvious to everyone in the club, they'd been dancing together for many years. To some they made Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers look like kids playing. They moved as if gliding on glass, not one step missed no flaw from either one. Daliha spun and moved with the grace of a angel. Remus moved like the wings of a phoenix. *

*As the song gave way to Is This Real they just kept going. The change of song and tempo did not cause a falter between them. As Daliha spun into him her back pressed against his front Remus gently kissed her in the crease of the neck. Right along the jaw line. and spun her back out. As the song finished he bowed to her and with her hand in his lead her back to there booth.*

 

[Daliha]

*Daliha slipped her hand into his, eyes shimmering with excitement from the moment flesh slid over flesh. She was surprised there weren’t sparks of electricity dancing over their joined hands. She melted into his arms as if they’d been joined as one, moving in perfect rhythm as they glided over the floor. They didn’t have to worry about room as the few people that had been dancing moved to give them room. Even in this he seemed to have been born to a time that spoke more of grace than this one.

For one song to the next, time and their movements seemed to be fluid. It did not matter that the tempo had changed for they seemed to have shifted with it. He spun her, causing musical laughter to vibrate from her lips. Her back pressed against his and found his lips pressed against her flesh. There was no little spark this time there was all out shock. Her body shivered in response as she gave a soft moan. She had very few spots on her body that would drive her wild in an instant and he knew exactly where the first was. Mesmerized by him her gaze followed his every movement as he bowed to her as the song ended. He lead her back to the booth, his hand still holding hers, and she could find no reason not to follow him blindly.*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

*As they sat and finished up there drinks he could not understand how. Why they seemed to fit like she was someone from his past. This was not possible though whom he thought of died over 450 years ago. "Mon amour would you like to get out of here?" He felt the shock as soon as the words crossed his lips. He wanted to take them back for fear of her saying yes. He knew that if she went with him there was no stopping himself from telling her everything.*

 

[Daliha]

*She sat, staring at the dance floor, confused. It wasn’t like it was a bad feeling, but it was something that was new. She didn’t believe in all that past life, reborn crap. It was just another scam to milk people out of their money. She sipped at her wine, trying not to just down it like a pig.

His voice brought her back to the here and now with a bit of a jump. It took a moment for her brain to catch up with what she heard and though she wanted to be near him, she wasn’t sure it was wise. “I’d like that...but I think I should be heading home.” The smile she turned on him was brilliant with warmth that caused her violet orbs to dance with amethyst flames. “I’ve had an amazing time Remus..and you are an amazing dancer.”*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

"Oh mon amour it is you who is quite amazing." *He rose and offered her his hand. "Then It would be my honor to escort you to your home M'Lady." His eye's pierced through the tension, they gleamed brightly as they drank in her beauty. His smile was still one of warmth and friendly. He lets her know with just a look he meant nothing more then company. But for some reason he just was not ready for the night to end just yet.*

 

[Daliha]

*A soft blush warmed her cheeks as her hand slipped into his. The motion seemed right and something she’d done a million times before. Each time they touched it was like sparks flickering over her flesh, a memory licking at the back of her mind. The warmth in his eyes and smile made her relax and for a fleeting moment she wanted the night to go on forever. “Alright...I wouldn’t mind a ride home in such a beautiful car.” She followed him as he led her towards the door, only pausing to grab his trench at the door.*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

*As they pause for his duster he helped her into it. They step out into the night he has the car door open for her before she can reach for the handle. Almost blinding fast he is sitting next to her the engine running, and once again they are off like a bullet. He has yet to ask where she lives, but has no intention of taking her home just yet. He has another place in his mind. He feels that she will not object to the little side trip. As he reaches the river once more he turns east without slowing down. The tires scream against the pavement but give no sign of breaking loose. They shoot east down the highway at speeds no cop would dare try to keep up with. After 20 minutes they coast easily into a parking place at the ocean beach. He shuts the car down and is out holding her door open as fast as he got into the car. Offering her his hand once more.* "Mon amour the night is so young, and the moon is so bright. I thought a little stroll upon the beach before I take you home."

 

[Daliha]

*Daliha smiled warmly into his eyes. This was twice now that he was wrapping her in warmth and his scent. It was enough to make any woman feel pampered and special. Her hand rose for the handle and found him there, opening her door for her. She slipped into the car, gathering the trench in between her fingers as she did. It was far too big for her, but perfect for him, so she didn’t mind. Her hand gripped the seat as they shot out again. A smile of pure pleasure joined a tender, barely whispered moan of joy as they shot out into the street once more. She let her eyes close and just enjoyed the feel of the powerful beast under her.

After some time she felt the car slow and then glide to a stop. Her memory told her he’d not said a word and she’d not told him where she lived. So then where were they? Her eyes opened and she looked out her window. It was the ocean. She turned to him and found him already out the door. When she moved to open her own door he was already doing so. Damn the man was fast. “No, I don’t mind at all. It’s beautiful out here...but my boots.” She thought of the trouble it would be to walk in sand with heels. She held a finger up and quickly began to unzip the left boot. “I’ll just leave them in the car...if you don’t mind.”*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

*Quickly he was on one knee with her foot in his hand gently helping her take the boots off, and place them inside the car. "I don't mind at all." As he unzipped the right boot the feel of her calf through the leather was true pleasure. His fingers briefly brushed across her calf as he removed the second boot, and placed it next to the other. He felt the shock from the contact deep within himself. As he stood he again offered his hand to her. "Mon amour?" he helped her rise from the car. He quickly kicked his shoes off and into the car as well unseen by her. *

*He guides her to the sand with his arm sliding around her waist he pulls her close to him holding her against the cool breeze coming off the ocean. The wind ripped through her hair causing it to blow out like a cape. Slowly Remus started to hum a soft tune for her.*

 

[Daliha]

*Daliha’s gaze fell to him, watching as he took her boot from her and then removed the other. It was as he was removing the second that the shock ran through her body. He’d only briefly brushed her flesh, but it was enough to shake her to the very bone with memory. But again she couldn’t grasp it long enough. She took his hand, smiling at the tingle the contact caused. “Why do you call me that Remus?”

Once on the sand she felt him draw her tight against his side and for the first time in her life she didn’t feel like punching the guy for being overly friendly. In fact she kind of liked the feel of being snug against his side. He hadn’t been rude or made sexual advances all night. That fact alone had her trusting him a bit more than she normally would. It was also that fact that ever since that first spark she felt like she’d known him for years. Her mane danced about her in the night wind, loving the feel of it. “Tell me about you. I know there’s more to you. I can see it in the depth of your eyes when you look at me.”*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

"I call you mon amour because you remind me of someone very special my dear. Someone I lost very long ago. As to telling you more about me. I would have to show you something but I fear that it would scare you, and I don't want to scare you."

 

[Daliha]

*She tilted her, sending her raven locks dancing over her face for a moment. “I don’t understand. How would showing me something scare me?” She looked at him puzzled. Nothing he’d just said made any sense to her. He called his love because she reminded him of someone and now he was going to scare her. No, unless he flashed her or something really weird like that she didn’t believe it was possible to do so.*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

"Because mon amour it is not normal and should be impossible." *Slowly he started to lead her in a dance. Spinning around they moved towards the ocean. As they reached the waters edge their feet did not go under but on top. The dance took them further out and still they did not get wet. Daliha could feel the coldness of the water below her feet. But they were dry. As they moved he spoke to her in a soft almost whisper like tone. "My name is Remus Deveron. I was born in the year 1483 in what is now called France. The city known as Paris. Louis the XI was king and my mother a cousin of his. In 1509 I was considered a grown man at the age of 26. I was married with 2 children. Then one night everything came to an end for me. I was attacked by a creature out of a child's fairy tail."

*His eye's became moist as his story went on.* The vampire grabbed me as I strolled past an ally. His fangs ripped into me before I could say one word. As he drank from me I begged him to let me live. All he could do was laugh at me. He forced his wrist into my mouth and let his blood pour down my throat. I changed that night into who you see today. I could never go back home to my wife and children. You remind me so much of her. I watched them from a distance. After they died I roamed the world learning everything I could. I was very happy to live my life alone. Until tonight when I met you mon amour."

*His words trailed off as the returned to the sandy beach. As he placed her on the ground he let lose his arms so she could run free at the same time he told her "The keys are still in the car if you wish to go." then he closed his eye's and waited*

 

[Daliha]

*At first Daliha couldn’t believe what was before her. They’d danced to the water’s edge and then out over it. Her mind screamed of the impossible yet there was no denying that they seemed to float over the water. She looked down, watching their feet as he moved her in a slow dance. When the swirling sapphire liquid began to spin in her vision she moved, laying her head against his chest. There was no heart beat, none and no matter how she moved she could not find one.

Fear slowly began to sink into her bones, but as he held her she could do nothing. His story was heart-rending and she nearly cried at the pain in his voice. But the more he talked the more she began to believe he was a nutcase. It was the water under her feet that made it a bit more real. She’d never been one to believe in ghosts and the boogieman. He was swiftly changing her mind though.

When at last they stood upon the beach again she was surprised at herself for not running, screaming her head off. Hell where were the men with white coats? Daliha did take a few steps back though. “Why do you tell me this? What possible reasons, besides the ocean that floated under my feet, do I have for believing such a tale? Are you going to kill me now...or just need to bite my neck for your nightly dinner?” Her voice was a whisper laced with sarcastic fear. *

 

[Remus_Deveron]

"I honestly don't know why I told you. I knew that if I stayed with you tonight I would end up telling you everything. Yet I still could not leave you. And yes tonight you were going to be my dinner. It was your sweet smell that brought me in. But then I could not bring myself to harm you. I don't know why but it seems evil to take such beauty from this world. If you look inside yourself you will find the answer, and know that what I say is true. I will not take or force upon you anything you do not wish. If you want me to go and never be near you again I will honor your command. If you want to stay with me and see wonders beyond belief I will show you them as well. There is no hurry mon amour time for once is on your side." *Remus offered his hand to her once more.*

 

[Daliha]

*Her brow rose as she listened. “You are a pompous ass. Thinking you could have me for dinner...literally.” Okay so she wasn’t really pissed, but it was better than the other emotions that seemed to be racing about as if to see which would be the first to surface. She pushed at her hair, trying to move it from her face as she looked to him. He held his hand out to her and something in her begged for her to take it. Instead she turned her back on him. “Remus...I’m not your long lost wife. And just because you might be a vampire ... it gives you no excuse to act like this.” But still she did not tell him to go. Nor did she run for the hills. Her shoulders were squared as she looked out over the water, the water she was just floating over. That fact alone kept her still, and wondering what other things did he have up his sleeve.*

 

[Remus_Deveron]

*He circled around her until he was behind her. Slowly and gently he placed his arms around her waist. "Aucune ma dame vous n'êtes pas elle. And I apologize if my actions tonight have offended you." Her hair blew off her neck and away from his face. "I wish no harm to you ma dame." He gently began to remove his arms from her. Feeling like it was about time to take her home.*

 

[Daliha]

*She felt him behind her, his touch on her waist. “You did not offend me Remus...shocked me, but you didn’t offend me. I guess...I should, somehow be honored that you’d want me for dinner.” She gave a soft laugh, but it did not last. “What has changed your mind, Remus? I don’t understand...and I don’t speak French, though it...sounds nice coming from you.” She sighed and slowly turned, looking up into his eyes. Yes, there was something all to familiar about him and for the moment she wasn’t ready to release him.*