she sat at her desk staring at the computer screen , every few minutes her fingers tapped on the keyboard.
Calvin was worried, Rea had returned to her haven earlier that night and hadn't spoke much since she had arrived home.All she had told him was that she was home and that she needed to do some work.

"Mistress...Its nearly dawn..." he glanced through the windows and looked as the first streaks of sun coloured the dark night sky....."and you need to feed...your paler than usual and your eyes...."
He stared at her eyes they seemed strangely hollow, empty even the life and sparkle in them had gone.
she turned to face him and he cowered away from her , her eyes flashed red at him...
"are you telling me what to do calvin?"
He bowed his head...not used to seeing her like this ...
"no.." he mumbled

she turned back to the computer screen and he stood behind her, careful to keep his distance from her.he watched the screen...
when Rea had come in , the first thing she had done was tear the place apart looking for the disc that Sorenti had given her..and it was this she was now watching and had been doing for hours..refusing to move .

She glanced up and looked out of the window and saw the streaks of sunlight against the sky.....she suddenly got up and took the disc out of the computer and walked out of the room and headed for her rooms downstairs...determined that she wasn't going to sleep until she found out what was happening to Sorenti...
Calvin walked behind...watching her as she stumbled slightly as she walked down the stairs, he didn't know what had happened to her but he could see that she was very weak.

"Mistress....will you please....."he trailed off as she whirled around and stared at him......
"calvin....shut it...now!!!!"
Her hand hit him before he saw it and he fell onto the floor, he curled into a ball as she stooped over him, her lips curled revealing her fangs......
"I will not be told what to do...not by you not by anyone...do you hear me !" she shouted her voice ringing through the room. He remained curled up, he had never seen her like this...and he watched her as she continued into her office downstairs.

((ok....so who's gonna tell Sorenti?   hehe glad it ain't me lol

and Frank...don't go too far away huh? we had some real good times and I thankyou for them.....Porter kept Sorenti sane and Cascadia owes him more than we could ever show ::joins Batty in silence::

((as for Ports/Frank, yeah man take it easy okay? stay in touch w/ us. :)

((::stands in silence for the fallen::

"They shall grow not old...
As we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them, not the years contemn
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning,
We will remember them.

Lest we forget."

Farewell Alexzander/Porter/Frank.....  keep in touch ::smiles::

~batty~

(Edited by Batgirl at 8:25 pm on Aug. 9, 2001)

watched as the white van pulled up and the men stepped out of it....she looked at Gabe and stood up and moved away from Alek's body. His blood ran down the walls as the men washed it off....removing all traces of it...she stood and stared...one minute he was here and the next he was gone....all to protect her...

she jumped slightly, gabe had touched her arm gently and was leading her to the car...
she nodded to him...she was in shock......this was all too much for her....she needed Sorenti..
she sat in the car and looked as his body was slid into the back of the van......
she leaned back into the seat and wiped her tearstained face....her hands rested on her lap and she grimaced as she looked and saw Alek's blood on her.

((nice posts gabe.....:):)

   Fredrick stepped out of the white Direct TV van. The road was wet from the slight drizzle that had fallen earlier. He could hear a few drops tap against his suit. He motioned for the rest of the team to follow his out of the van. Four men in suits followed him out. They were identical in their appearance. Black slicked hair, black Armani suits, all buttoned to the second button.
    One had a high pressure steamer strapped to his back, another had a large bag in his hands. The man with the steamer set to work cleaning the bloody mess while the gentleman with the bag collected Alekzandre's body. Fredrick overlooked the scene and set the third crewman up as a watch at the entrance of the alley. Gabriel looked on in silence, holding back his sorrow.
    "Fredrick....take him to my haven....we will have his ceromony there......" Gabriel said quietly. Once the area was swept clean Gabriel collected Reannag and walked her slowly to his car. "Come Reannag....we have much to do....." Gabriel turned back once more just in time to watch the crewman push Alekzandre's body into the van and the doors slam behind them.

she looked at Alek laid dead in her arms, and brushed his hair away from his face..the blood oozed out of the gash on his.throat and spread over her jeans making a crimson pattern on them.
Her ears caught the noise of someone walking down the street and she wondered if she should try and drag Alek's body into the shadows....if they were found like this ...questions would be asked...the police may even be involved.
The footsteps stopped and she looked to the end of the alley...a figure stood there...and then started walking towards them...she heard his voice.....

"Gabe.....Im sorry...he was trying to protect me...from my sire...and ..and..."
she listened to gabe as he spoke to Alek and called for help on his phone.
she looked at gabe and could see he was upset.
They sat and waited in the cold alley neither of them wanting to talk...waiting for the clean up team to arrive. she would have to explain later what had happened.

((nice post gabe...thanks as well...coming to find us...:;sighs:: he will be missed...:(:(:(

((Syd walks over and uses a scroll of awaken

   Gabriel walked silently down the dark street, the only source of light the faint glow of the moon. The street lamps in this section of town had long been broken. He heard footsteps approaching quickly from around the corner in front of him.
   In an instant a dark figure bolted around the corner and shoved passed him. Gabriel whirled around to watch the figure go. No Kine could've pushed him with such force.....
   Gabriel was in no mood to fight however, he had had quite enough of that. Slipping his hand into his coat he pulled out his Garcia Vega cigars and bit the tip off one. A satsifying crunch followed. Spitting the butt to the ground he raised the cigar and lit it.
   A blue cloud of smoke surrounded him as he exhaled the sweet tobacco. But something else.....
   He waited for the smoke to clear and held his cigar downwind. Carefully he sniffed the air. Blood.....Kindred...male.....VENTRUE! There was no mistaking it, Ventrue knew the tastes and smells of blood better than any other Kindred on the planet. Gabriel threw his cigar down and bolted around the corner following the sweet smell.
    The street ahead was empty, all the shops and businesses long since closed. Gabriel flew down the street, his long overcoat gliding in the wind behind him. The only sound was a distant coughing and the tap tap tap tap of his shoes against the pavement. He zeroed in on the origin of the noise. A small alleyway up ahead.
    He skid to a stop at the entrace of the alleyway, his stance was wide and his arms outstretched. He peered into the darkness, slowly shapes began to take shape. God, who was it.....one of his Ventrue....who?
    He moved foward until finally the reality set in. Alekzandre....
    "Alekzandre....dear God....." Gabriel felt his heart drop. Alekzandre lay motionless in Reannag's arms, his head hung limply to one side. A small string of blood hung from his mouth and then broke, falling silently to the concrete where it joined a gathering pool. Alekzandre's trademark white shirt was now soaked with crimson fluid and tattered beyond recgonition.
    Alekzandre's skin was torn into deeply and his throat cut. It was simply too much. Gabriel looked at the woman holding the young Ventrue. Her face was streaked with tears.
    "Reannag......what....." he turned away and pulled out his cell phone. "Fredrick, I need you all to dispose of a body and clean up an alleyway. NO I DIDN'T DO IT! You just do as your told or they'll be cleaning up your body next!"
     Gabriel put his phone away and sat down on the cold concrete next to Alekzandre. His blood was slowly sliding down the walls. It was still fresh, but in spots one could see it drying slowly. Congeling like the skin on pudding. Gabriel put his hand onto Alekzandre's lifeless face and closed his eyes.
    "Alekzandre....you always made us proud. The Ventrue could not ask for a better son. You were strong and steadfast, like your brethren of old. The ancient sons of Rome would've applauded you, given a chance I think you would've gone far. Rest well my brother."
    Gabriel held back a choked sigh and looked to the entrance way of the alley waiting for his crew to arrive....

((b..b...buh bye Porter.......:(

((I agree...cool post :)

((very nice writting Rea :)

(( ::does the Wayne's World 'We are not worthy' bit:: damn Rea...ure good! :) :)

It was great thanks Rea:) Couldnt have wrote it better myself.

Rea of all the people here you were probably the closest to me, whatever you do here or elsewhere I hope with all my heart that you have fun, and remember Im like a bad smell you wont be rid of me just because Ive left.:)

Porter...if you read this I hope its ok....I tried to ring you to check with you..but I got the answer phone......