Sophie blinked as she seen this amazing house. As many times as she had traveled into the forest she had never noticed the house. Her cream colored hair fell into her face and around her teal eyes as she walked up into the yard. Her curiousity got the best of her. Her brother always said that it would get her killed. She just hopped that today wasn't the day. "Ummm hello?" she said in a soft sweet voice as she walked up to the door and knocked on the door softly.
"He means no offense I can assure you of that." Micheal had already begun moving when Annaline practically came under him in order to help him up and he would have accepted it if it were not for the fact that there was a knock at the door. Of all days to get busy again, but at least he was home and he was happy for that. Pulling away he slowly smiled. "Looks like there are guests. I can manage to walk but could you please find Emily and tell her I'm home. She will want to know that. I can manage on my own I promise. Do not under estimate the power of a strong man."
Micheal stood tall, dusting off his suit jacket, pushing back his long hair once again and walking to the door, there was still a limp in his step but it was ever so light and it was difficult to see it. Though it was also just as difficult for Micheal to keep it up. He was in pain, but it would never show on his face.
Opening the door Micheal gave an earnest smile. "Hello." He said, stepping aside and welcoming Sophie in. "Please don't be shy, come in, this house is open to all weary guests and travelers." Micheal wanted to extend his hospitality to anyone who came here. It was important to help and serve others. That's why he was here.
Sophie smiled softly when she seen him. "Thank-" she was cut off by her getting a blank stare. She hated when this happened. She was bad at seeing inside people. "You are hurting..." she said in a soft voice but it wasn't her. "Oh ummm sorry. That happens alot..." she said blushing slightly. "It is very beautiful here." she said stepping inside.
Rosa must have been weak. Her ruby eyes fluttered into dangerous narrow slits. How dare he sneak upon her. As she turned to face him her long golden locks flowed around her. Almost holding a air of it's own. Certianly inhuman. Her skin to fair and flawless, well appart from the fading red marks. Then her ruby red eyes, yes not even a idiot could mistake her for human. Who was he anyway? the owner of this establishment in the middle of nowhere. Her salvation? No more like she had just been tossed into hell. She wasn't the whole grandma's house type.
Then she noticed he was handing her something. Her eyes relaxed adn she stared in utter awe. How on earth?! She lifted her gaze back tot he man then took up the packet. Had he read her mind? Oh lord could he read her thoughts. She began to mentally freak out. he's wierd. Wait would she be the wierd one here? She shook her head then turned the the thing she really needed most. she ripped into the top and began to suck at it like a kool-aid pouch. She stared at him. the silence building till all her blood was gone. She eyed the packet then looked back at him. Her marks now compleatly gone. "Hello. I'm Ambrosa DeRay. Rosa for short." She smiled baring her vampiric fangs. She decided long ago not to lower herself by hiding what she was. There wasn't any point at all in it. "Um.. thanks. And sorry for crashing in your yard." She looked back to the area she made impact with.
Micheal did not seem offended by her invasion of privacy, he just smiled. "Yes, I am, but please do not worry, my pain is fleeting. With some rest it will be gone entirely. And we have others here how have similar abilities of observation." Despite being and looking totally human Micheal was not a stranger to the supernatural, he couldn't be in this house. Shutting the door behind him he walked beside the girl, allowing her to look around. "Thank you, I take pride in maintaining this place. Would you like to stay a while. We have a few rooms without people and the house and I are always happy to have guests." Micheal continued to smile softly, just allowing the girl to blush and enjoy herself. It seemed she was enjoying the atmosphere.
Sophie smiled softly as she looked around. "Why thank you. That would be lovely..." she said smiling and looked around. Everything was just so beautiful and amazing. "I wanna say sorry about earlier... I have been doing that since I was little. My brother and I don't know why that happens to me. It is like... I can see into a person. It is very strange." she said softly as she looked around,
Remy smiled warmly and offered a few words, "It's fine," his smile widened. "It's not like you had a choice Ms. DeRay."
He offered no explanation for this statement. He simply smiled and began to turn towards the house, but before he was able to fully change directions something caught his eye. The man in the suit. Remy looked curiously at him for a moment pondering to himself. Then turned back to Ms. DeRay.
"If you wish you may come inside."
His words were short now, and less easy than before. Remy glanced back over to where the strange man in the suite was standing, but he was gone.
Calmy Remy began to walk back inside, almost paying no attention to Rosa now. It was as if he forgot she was even there.
Micheal began leading her up a flight of marble stairs that sat in the front room, it linked to a long hallway of bedrooms, and the smile on his face just grew. "Strange is very common here so don't worry to much about it. No one here is quiet what they seem though most of us are very good people." He stopped in front of a door and ushered her to open it. The house had it's own way of seeing into people, and manifesting their desires into reality. The bedroom was just one example. As Sophie opened the door she would see a room, almost as if it had been designed solely for her comfort. "As long as you are here you can call this room your own." Micheal did his best to keep people comfortable, but they still had to search for their reason, and some still had to move on from this place. Others, like Emily, stayed indefinitely.
Sophie smiled softly as she nodded and opened the door. The room was amazing!!!! "Thank you so much and where are my manners. I am Sophie Lanes." she said as she held out her hand. Her teal eyes glowed slightly. "Maybe staying here a little while will help me clear my mind and get things strait." she said softly as she smiled at him.
As any gentlemen would, Micheal bowed, taking her hand and kissing it lightly. "Please just call me Micheal, I am a servant of the house and thus at your disposal anytime you need." He stood and smiled, gently letting go of her hand. "I would like to check on other guests if you don't mind, so please feel free to either rest or explore the house. There are many rooms so try not to get lost." For now that was all Micheal could do, but there was the presence of another wasn't there? Despite the pain, Micheal turned and walked. It would be nice when this day was over and he could just rest.
Sophie smiled and nodded softly. "Thank you again Micheal." she said softly as she watched him walk away. She turnned and walked into her room. It was truely amazing. It was like it was made for her. She walked over to the book shelf and smiled at the books. "Maybe I should rest and then explore later." she said softly as she walked over to the bed and laid down on it. It was like she was resting on a cloud. Soon she found herself drifting off asleep.
Estrella sat indian style, high above the ground. Perched on the thick arm of an ancient tree she felt protected
from the creatures that she could so vividly hear throughout the night. At least in the lingering light of dusk she could still
see if any of them were approaching. This sunlight, however, would not last long. And if she were planning on surviving
the night, she would have to do something about this incessant wound across her ribs. It wasn't so much that the pain was
distracting (although it was very deep and about eight inches in length), but that the bleeding was messy, would attract
unwanted guests, and would probably get worse if not properly treated. With a slight wince she pulled tight the make-shift
bandage that she had wrapped around her abdomen, and stood precariously on the wide branch to strain her eyes into the
distance. If she could just find a body of water she might be able to at least clean the wound sufficiently to prevent
its worsening... Her gaze fell to something glinting in the distance. A structure of some sort? Man-made? Friendly
perhaps?.. She carefully made her way through the forest, skipping from tree-top to tree-top until she had almost reached
the house. She crouched in the edge of the woods, surveying the house in bewilderment, wary of the intentions of those to
which it belonged..
Micheal had stepped out of the house, in much need of relaxation. He stood in front of the house, just breathing in the sent of the forest and enjoying it's majesty. Walking slowly, again with the limp, Micheal made his way towards the garden area where his new flowers had probably been planted. He was looking to see what color they were and if they matched the rest of the house. Probably because Remy was good at what he did, but Micheal still wanted to check. He was human so he had no way of feeling if there were others around.
Sophie yawned as she streched and got up. "That was an amazing nap." she said as she walked over to the window and looked outside. "Maybe I will go exploring." she said as she walked out of her door and out towards the main door. As she walked out she turnned to walk threw the yard and towards the garden. All the flowers where beautiful. "Such beauty." she said as she leaned down and smelled some of the flowers, her hair falling into her face slightlyy.
Quietly he watched from deep within the forest. His breath was calm, and steady. His eyes were fixed on Sophie, who was walking peaceful through the garden near the edge of the grounds. There was no way for her to see him. He was too far into the woods. Perhaps she could feel his presence, but it was no matter. In fact he preferred her to know there was a darkness in the woods. It would serve his purpose all the more.
Finally after standing there for sometime, he looked down at his black suit jacked and brushed a twig off of his lapel and adjusted his black tie, before he began to walk away slowly.