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You're not talking about a guy with wings, right? Real name Warren?

No, pet. Don't know that one.

Dare say you're better than him anyway, sugar.

Most likely am. A guy with wings sounds like a pushover if you ask me.

And you are, pet?

Not your pet for one thing, sugar.

Name's Rogue. You?

Not your sugar, Pet. *he smirks*

Spike.

Fair enough. I'll just call you 'Spike'.

So who's this Angel, anyway. Besides someone you're better than.

Some wanker that has his knicker's in a twist because he used to be a bad ass vampire and now he's not. But he still thinks that he's better then I ever was, which is just a load. I have a soul now, just the same as him. I'm a champion, same as him. He just needs to sod off.

Sounds like it. So a vampire with a soul? How'd you manage that?

Long complicated story involving demon trials and a girl. At least I got mine the just way, unlike Angel who had to get cursed by the gypsies.

Huh. Does sound like you worked for it. Earned it, anyway.

So do you still feed on people, then? Or is that part of the soul thing?

I can, but I don't really like to now. Eats away at my 'conscious' it does.

What about you? What's your story, luv?

How much time you got, sugar?

Well, you ever hear of mutants? I'm one of them. Got an X-gene that gives me my 'gift'. Not sure how much of a gift killer skin is, but I guess it did save my life twice.

I can't have any direct contact without hurting people. I take their memories, thoughts, powers if they have any... I could kill someone if I held on long enough, but I don't really want to. It would mean absorbing someone permanently.

Not sure if it'd work on you.

I was wondering that myself. I'm already dead and have been for some time. Hell, I was even burned, flash fried, and a ghost once. It might be possible that you may be able to touch me and get away with it.

Hm... if it backfires do you think there's any chance I could become a vampire? Or demon-y?

I've been stabbed and killed by a machine. Not really sure how to describe my second death other than pretty fuckin' painful. Gave me the white streaks though... guess there was a bright side.

Don't know. But, I'd like to get to know you a bit more before you start touching me, luv. *grins*

That's how I knew you had a story. People like us don't get hair like this without a story attached. Yours, though? Bit more interesting.

Hair says it all, huh? I'll remember that.

So you're isn't interesting? No vampiric deed made you blond?

*laughs* Yeah, well, think I'd want to know you better, too. But a handshake is never pushing it... I don't think.

That's right.

Was simply into Billy Idol in the eighties, pet.

Al'right. *he sticks out his hand for her to shake.*

Billy Idol as in ...Nice day for a white wedding...? *smiles*

Fair enough. But you decided to keep it?

*She peels off her glove* There's a three second delay. *she takes his hand*

It was the eighties. Yeah it doesn't explain anything of why I still sport the job, but it suits me. Makes me more fearsome then my natural look, I'd wager.

Nice Warning. *he looks down at his hand and then looks at her* Suddenly he says,"Bloody Hell!" before his eyes roll back in his head.

*She snatches away her hand away, brown eyes full of concern as she uses her gloved hand to steady him*

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

*he laughs slightly* I'm just kidding, luv. Nothing happened on my end. Did it on yours? Zap some of my vampire away, did ya?

*She thinks about slapping him, or punching him but relief wins out. She tilts her head, and tries to listen for any sign of him in her head*

Doesn't look like it. Just the usual suspects, no British vamps. So it actually worked? Wow.

There you go then. You have too pretty of a face for this *his shifts to his vampire form* anyway. Doesn't go with the hair.

*Laughs* I guess so. Wouldn't want my face to clash with my hair. Does it hurt, changing faces?

Nah, just makes you hungry. Speaking of which. *he looks at her*

Sugar, you best be lookin' somewhere else for a feed. You ain't drainin' me dry if I can't drain you dry.

I wasn't going to, but I had you there for a moment, didn't I? Nah, the way I see it is that we might be able to help each other in the future. Think it would be rightly nice to have an ally like you.

Yeah, you had me going. Can't ever seem to work out whether you're joking or not. I kinda like it though, keeps me on my toes.

Oh yeah, helpful how? I mean I can fight and stuff. Had some training with the X-Men, but I'm not with them anymore. Still got my uniform though...

Oh good, I'm glad that I at least do that still.

X-Men? Never heard of them. But why do you have a uniform if you aren't with them anymore?

X-Men are a bunch of mutants who fight for what's right. Whether it's for mutants, or humans in general. Saved humanity a couple of times... Usually they have to go up against the Brotherhood. Lead by Magneto, the one whose machine I was strapped to.

As for the uniform... Truth? I like it. Makes a change from body stockings, anyway. Something a bit spicy.

I'd like to see that. Er, you going up against 'the brotherhood' not the spicy uniform. No, I'd like to see that too.*grin*

*blushes* Well, I was about to say you'd be able to see both but then that would lead to a very awkward discussion about whether or not you like to, um, watch.

See... my boyfriend's in the Brotherhood.

Oh is he now? A 'bad boy' is he? And here you are trying to stradle the lines of good and evil?

Well, I understand what that's like, luv. I understand.

*grins* Well he doesn't seem to mind me straddling the lines.

It was the basis of many arguments when we first starting talking again. I hadn't seen him in seven years. He used to be one of us. He clearly decided he preferred Magneto's leadership.

And I don't approve of it. I still have issues with his boss. Ex-boss. Whatever. And John seems set on taking a break or at least stopping any major Brotherhood activity while we work on... us.

He'd like to think he was a 'bad boy'. Personally I just think he's capable of being a right jerk when he wants to be.

ooc: no problem! night!

And what's his x-gene or whatever you call it? What's his power, then?

He's a pyrokinetic. Manipulates fire. It's beautiful and dangerous.

Being as I've been in a fire or two, I'll just take your word on that. It's nothing but trouble for me.

Oh right, probably not kind to vampires, huh?

He can make shapes and stuff. Just needs a little spark.

Oh hey, you ever in New York?

All the time. Based mostly in L.A., but Angel's getting to me. Might have to go back to roost in New York for a while. Why?

*grins* I'm having a party on the 16th. This Saturday. You're welcome if you want to come.

And you work with this Angel guy? Poor you.

This Saturday? I think I can make it. Give me a nice break and all from California. Just don't forget the blood.

It'd be good to have you there. Blood, okay. I can just get it from a butcher, right?

In New York? You can get it from a florist.

*laughs* That's probably very true of my area.

*she hands him a piece of paper* This is my address. I'll see you there if you can make it.

See you then, pet.