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Mei laughed with Talen at Leah's comments. She grabbed onto Abel's shoulder, bent over from hearty laughter. Abel blinked and watched the two curiously, having not heard what had just happened.

"What's going on?" He asked, looked over to Leah briefly. Mei straightened up, rubbing tears from her eyes. "What happened?"

"Oh nothing, Ken." Mei said sweetly. Abel stared at her, utterly confused. "Let's get you some clothes. We're going shopping."

Abel nodded slightly. "Sure..." He looked at Talen, asking for clarification towards this confusion. Before he had a chance to get it, Mei was ushering everyone out of the house again, closing the door behind them. "Mei?" She locked the door and turned her attention to the angel.

"Vaht is ahp?" She asked, giving him a fake German accent. It cracked a smile from him and he snorted slightly, putting a hand to his nose. "Hehehehe. Look vaht I got out of you! You like my German accent? Yeah?" She pressed against him, nudging him with her shoulders. He snorted again and started to try to get away but she persisted. "Vaht is wrong, brother? You vant more? More, yeah?" She started to chase after him as he started to get away, snorting from trying to hold back his laughter. "You! You! Stop running away! Vhy you run away vrom me?"

"We don't sound like that!" He yelped at her playfully and stopped. She ran into him and he caught her before she stumbled backwards. "You make us sound ridiculous."

She smirked at him and shrugged, twirling around him and prancing down the street. "All Germans are ridiculous! Like yooooou!" She sung out.

He watched after her with a smile and looked over to Leah and Talen, shaking his head. "We aren't. But let's catch up to her before she gets too far." He smiled, waiting for the two of them.

((Hahaha. Mei is a freak.))

Mei squealed as Talen picked her up. She pushed him playfully and skipped in front of him, walking backwards and looking at him with a devious smile, all her teeth showing. "I do impressions really well. I've been practicing my Gabriel actually. I've gotten pretty good. When I do it you almost think I'm black." She raised her brows and spun around.

Abel looked at Leah with a slight amused look. "Well, I'm glad to hear that. As for pushing whales...that's near impossible." He looked away and slipped his hands into his jacket. The autumn breeze brushed past the group, carrying dead leaves with it. "I never liked Autumn. Everyone likes autumn, but me." He suddenly said to Leah, trying to lighten the air. "Everything dies. When fall comes you know winter is coming, and soon everything will be dormant. That's why I've always like spring. It's much prettier. Lots more colors. Maybe allergies, but I've never had trouble with that like some people." He looked up at the bleak sky.

A few moments later they had arrived at the strip of shops, all dedicated to clothes. Mei walked straight into one store. Abel followed after her and looked around, memories flooding back. This was the store he had been in the first day he had met Talen. A smile came on his face and he looked at Talen, amused. It felt so new. He felt like it was years ago, he was completely bewildered and confused, and Talen was clueless as to what he was exactly getting involved in by helping Abel.

That thought made a frown follow his smile and he quickly started to look around, examining clothes and putting them back.

Mei already had her arms full of different clothes of different styles. "Abel, let's go to the fitting room!" She exclaimed.

((Hahaha. Women.))

((HAHAHA. I imagined Leah and Mei racing each other to see who can get the best clothes. Hahaha. Uhhhhh yeah.))

Abel nodded at Talen's comment, getting the same lost feeling in his stomach that he had the last time he stepped inside the store. Before long he was bombarded by Mei and Leah, both of them talking to him. He stared at them and took a step back, hands out as if protecting himself from wild animals. "Oh...okay...umm..." He paused as Leah started babbling about how he would look really good.

"Than-" He was cut off as she ran off towards the dressing rooms. He looked at Talen helplessly. Mei was watching Leah run back with an amused expression.

"Let's not jump the gun, Leah hunny!" She laughed loudly.

Abel smiled pleasantly at Leah and scratched his head. "Yeah..." He chuckled a little and followed the two woman towards the dressing rooms. He looked behind his shoulder to Talen, making a worried face, like he was walking to his death.

Mei shoved him inside one of the rooms and pushed the clothes at him and then closed the door. "Don't come out until your dressed. In something NEW."

Abel let the clothes fall on the ground. He looked around, everything was so familiar. He slowly took off his shirt and began to get dressed in a few things he picked out from the piles of clothes. His eyes caught himself in the mirror and he frowned. On his chest was a scar that was beginning to form. He leaned in to look closer, putting a hand to it. He then noticed some others along his side and arm. Dread settled in his stomach, followed by confusion. He hadn't seen the marks in a good hundred years, pretty much since he had died.

Carefully he drew back and pulled on a shirt. After getting on some jeans he opened the door and looked at everyone, smiling nervously.

Mei walked up and examined him, pulling at the shirt a little and then stepping back. "Nice. Then again, everything will look NICE on you. Jeans look a little baggy..."

"They feel comfortable..." Abel responded, tugging them up on his hips. "I could wear a belt..."

"BELTS! BAH. Belts are for schmucks. You need properly fitting pants. Go back in."

((Hahah. I always wear a belt...D: Am I a schmuck?))

Abel looked at Leah, smiling. "Okay." He said simply and walked inside. Mei watched after him and closed the door. She glanced at Leah curiously and smirked, a brow raising. Without saying anything she looked away, leaned back and waited for Abel to change.

The process of coming out and in went on for a good thirty minutes. Every time he tried on something new Mei would tell him which ones he would keep and which he wouldn't. There were a few Abel refused to give up and a few he refused to keep, one of them being a too tight shirt that felt like an extra skin. Mei had told him it made him look threatening and strong. Abel had said he'd rather be gentle and nice looking, so people liked him.

All in all they ended up getting a good amount of clothes. Abel carried them to the counter and took a step back as Mei rummaged through her purse for her wallet.

"I'm gonna go outside while you finish." He said to Mei who nodded. He wandered to the front of the store, hands in his pockets. As he neared the windows he caught a brief flash of a face that made him stand still. His eyes widened and he quickly opened the door and got on the sidewalk, looking after one of the people who were walking. One of them had one simple dark clothing, somewhat muscular, with short cropped brown hair. The man stopped and looked over his shoulder at Abel.

Handsome green eyes stared at the angel. Abel felt his stomach drop and his breathing stop. The man smirked and walked away, disappearing into the crowd. Abel felt emotions rush through his veins and he saw the man getting further into the distance. Without a second thought he took off into a frantic dash, trying to get to the man. His mind blackened and instincts took over. All he wanted to do at that second was catch him. Nothing else mattered.

((What's gonna happen? What's happening, Abel!!!

Wheeeee. Yes. I figured this might also be a chance for just Talen to be alone with Abel...or WILL they be alone? WHO KNOWS!))

Abel didn't know where he was running, nor did he completely have it under control. He felt his legs moving but they didn't feel like his own. It was as if he were taking a step away from his movements and just watching it all happen.

He took a sudden turn down an alley. The man was standing there and Abel stopped, eyes burning brightly. His mind jerked forward and he stumbled slightly, focusing on the world before him. His eyes moved back to the man and he ground his teeth.

"Abel. Been a while." The man said with a smug face. He fished into his pants pocket.

"Hans. Shut up." Abel snapped. "Why? Just tell me why." He said angrily, voice deep and dark. "TELL ME WHY!" He screamed.

Hans laughed and pulled out a folded up piece of paper. "You're something else. You never change. Always so persistent and annoying." He sighed.

Abel swallowed heavily. Anger was rattling his muscles, making him tremble. "I trusted you. I TRUSTED YOU! I told you EVERYTHING. You're the only person who knows! TELL ME WHY YOU BETRAYED ME!" He ran towards him. Hans stepped aside and Abel grabbed air. He whirled around and tried to hit Hans but he grabbed Abel's fist and pushed back.

"Didn't Gabriel teach you anything? You can't fight like that! You've got to use your gifts. Otherwise you won't touch me." He laughed again and Abel screamed, throwing his other fist at him, which was caught. "Who would have thought you had so much anger hidden behind that innocent mask of yours?"

Abel yanked himself free, face twisting in frustration. "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you SO much."

"You're repetitive."

Hans grabbed Abel's hand and forced the folded paper in them. "Take it." Before Abel could respond, Hans vanished. Abel looked down at his hands, teeth clenched tightly together. He wanted nothing more than to tear it to shreds. Instead he turned and threw his foot hard against one of the metal dumpsters. The metal crunched under his force, the dumpster shifting from its place. He kicked it again, face twisted with anger. The dumpster groaned out as another large dent was forced into it. His fist clenched the paper so tightly that his finger nails dug into his palm.

Dropping the paper to the ground he started to let out all his emotions onto the dumpster. A hole was broken through the metal and trash fell out. His vision blurred and blackened around the edges as he threw punches and kicks wherever they landed. Not only did he not realize he was demolishing whatever was in the ally, but he didn't realize he was screaming either.

((Just a little too much for him to handle.

And man...poor dumpster. Never knew what it had coming! The jerk...sitting in an ally holding trash...GOSH.))

((Hahahaha.
Abel: "AHHH TRASH! I HATE YOU! Sitting around in alleys acting like you own the place! WELL YOU STINK!"
Dumpster: "...foo' you watch who yo talkin' to!"

Okay! On to posting.))

Abel might have heard Talen yelling his name, but he didn't take note of it. It was only when Talen grabbed him hard by his shoulder that he stopped and whirled around, eyes wide. When he saw Talen he swallowed and withdrew into himself again, the anger frighteningly vanishing without a trace, except for the damaged dumpster, and the blood on his fists from himself. The fact he could put up his defenses in a split second was a bit more unsettling than the fact of what he had just been doing.

At Talen's words he was silent. Slowly he grabbed the paper from Talen's hands and turned slightly, looking down at it, still not breathing. He muttered something incoherent as he folded open the paper, fists trembling still. The paper shook with his hands, and he tried to focus on the sloppy writing, but the messiness with the trembling made it nearly impossible to read. He looked away, a flash of anger in his eyes.

He found his eyes moving back to Talen. His voice was caught in his throat and he tried to force it out, feeling as if he did it would end up in yelling and anger. Instead of talking he brought his bloody knuckles to his mouth and licked the blood away, trying to clean them off. He noticed faint scars on his arms becoming clearer after letting out his anger.

Finally a breath went in and he coughed, tasting blood in his mouth. "I don't want to talk about it. I can't..." He stopped and rubbed his lips, brows knitting together in silent pain. "I don't know." He said quietly, he threw his back against the brick wall behind him and lowered his head, staring at his hands and the paper in them. "I wanted to kill him. I REALLY wanted to hurt him...so badly...if I had been able to hurt him I felt like I would have been so much better." He seemed terrified by this idea and he put a hand to his head. "Hurting others never brought anyone true happiness...I KNOW that...and I STILL thought about it." He leaned forward and shook his head.

He lifted his head to watch Talen, looking guilty. "Somethings happening to me." He seemed to become in control of himself again and he held out his arm, showing Talen the forming scars. "They disappeared after I...I died...and...now...I don't know. I feel like whatever is happening, he has something to do with it. Like he is making it happen. I don't know. Or maybe I'm just going loony..." He laughed weakly.

((UGH YOU ARE SO RACIST. White people talk like that too! What are you implying? Black people hide in dumpsters? Huh HUH.

Hahaha. Racist. And New Moon was so much better than Twilight. I still laughed a lot though. Hahaha. Bella was possessed in her dreams. It was SO SCARY. She was like screaming like a demon. I was LAUGHING AND LAUGHING.

Yes. OKAY. And shirtless guys everywhere...mmmmmm.))

Abel knew what Talen was going to say before the words came out. His eyes lowered and he breathed in, shaking his head. He knew he should tell Mei everything, what was happening, what he felt, everything, but he didn't want to. He was stubborn. Getting help from others was something he refused to do.

"Yanmei..." He said and closed his eyes. He pulled the sleeve of his jacket back over his arm. "She'll probably find out before I say anything. She has a way of nosing into people's business." He said. "And when she does, she's just going to get over dramatic. She'll try to fix everything, try to talk to me, make me tell her things that don't even matter to what's going on. She's always tried to fix me. I don't think she knows that you can never fix something that doesn't want to be fixed..." He tilted his head back, breathing in through his nose.

"If anything happens to me," he looked over to Talen, smiling at him, "it won't be any worse than what's already happened to me."

((Serious talk. SERIOUSSSSSSS

HISSSS.))

((Brown people are greasy.))

Abel continued to look up at the sky as Talen spoke. Not once did he interrupt or even look over. There was nothing he had to say to Talen anymore. He knew he would continue to say the same things to him, no matter what he said.

When Talen mentioned Mei being hurt Abel finally looked over. "She did it to herself." He muttered in a manner that made him seem childish, using a scape goat for his own misdeeds. When Talen asked what the paper was he looked down, his hands had stopped trembling.

"Hans gave it to me. I got blood on it." He said bleakly and briefly scanned it. "It's not for me." He said and folded it up. "It's for Gabriel." He turned his head away from Talen and kicked at some rubbish on the ground, brows pulling together. There was a feeling of not being good enough, down in his stomach. The one thing Hans had given him was for Gabriel. He was just the messenger.

"Can I ask you something?" He looked at his friend, eyes darkened. "When you tell me all of these things, about me being loved or whatever, and scaring you, and all those words, do you have doubts? For me, when I tell people those things I have no doubts, that way they are honest words, there's no chance it will backfire. That's why I've only told one person I loved them. I had no doubt. But I feel like people throw words around like they were nothing. They don't think about how they affect people or even if they are really what they feel."

His eyes shifted and he pulled away from the wall. "It's hard for me to take words seriously anymore. I've heard so many. And nearly all of them fall flat." His lips pulled into a strange smile and he rubbed his head, brows raised. "That's why I never tell people things about myself. I like it. I like people not really knowing anything. That way they just tell you about themselves instead. That way you know when they lie and when they falter." Again, he looked at Talen.

"What do you know about me? Besides my first name and that I'm not really a part of this world."

((He scares me sometimes...but I think this is the perfect time for him to be serious and slightly darkish.))