If you had a choice... a choice that trumped all others you'd ever made... what would you do? Which would you choose - the choice you knew everything about, or the one you didn't know at all? The one that would change your life forever or the one that would end it indefinately? Recently, a woman just about everyone knows had to do such a thing... had to make such a choice.
Now that you've all been brought up to speed, let's look in on Nikki now, who is currently relaxing against the headboard of the bed she shares with Damiel in the Chateau de Santiago, reading an issue of Fruits Basket - a translated Japanese manga she's developed an interest in recently during the long, uneventful nights in Paris. With Eugene sleeping soundly in his crib along the far wall and Damiel sleeping soundly beside her, the house is eerily quiet. Putting a bookmark in place, she glaces at Damiel and smiles softly, a hint of fang showing past her upper lip. In the past year, she feels as though she's gotten close to him since he's the one who turned her at her request and taught her how to use her new gifts. In return, she had found a way to return his once lost sight to him, making his then milky white eyes a melted chocolate brown.
Need something, dear one?
Her eyes glimmer a bit, adding some gold flecks to her own chocolate brown coloring.
No... just thinking about what's happened in the last year, that's all. (pauses) I'm sorry if I disturbed you... I didn't mean to stare... I just got lost in my thoughts, I suppose.
He smiles at her gently as he rises to bring himself to a sitting position similar to hers before placing a chilled hand on her cheek.
Do not worry about it... you did not disturb me in the least. Have you fed tonight?
She shakes her head slightly, making her loose curls whisper against his hand.
No, not yet.. I was waiting for you to wake up before I did so someone would be here to watch over Eugene.
He nods simply, understanding her reasoning before glancing towards the balcony outside their bedroom and then looking back at her.
Then go.. I will make sure he is well taken care of, ma petite.
She smiles, gives him a quick kiss on the lips, and puts her book down on the bed before getting to her feet. Making her way to the balcony backwards, she looks him in the eyes before winking.
I'll be back as soon as I can... when I've taken care of a few of Paris' less-than-savory types.
He nods with a smile as she turns into a reddish mist just as he taught her that first night before getting to his feet and checking on the sleeping child she left behind for the moment under his care.
You are looking for someone, yes?
She smiles before turning around to see a tall, slender, steel-grey-haired Frenchman dressed smartly in an off-white suit, light blue shirt, and coral pink tie. His light-colored eyes that, oddly enough, match his hair, sparkle behind the oval-shaped lenses of his silver wire-framed glasses. He may not look threatening to the eyes of humans, but to Nikki's enhanced senses, he's just as dangerous as anyone behind the bars of Paris' toughest jail. Placing his hand inside one of his coat pockets, he pulls out a piece of candy and pulls at both ends, unwinding the twists that hold it shut. Nikki nods simply, a couple of soft curls falling down from behind her shoulders.
Yes, actually, I am. Maybe you've seen him.
The guy takes the candy out of the wrapper and pops it in his mouth before using his tongue to move it to the space inside his cheek. Even though he is a few feet away from her, Nikki can hear the hardened ball of sugar click against his teeth's enamel. Subtly, she sniffs the air and sees that his blood has a high sugar content due to the candy he's already ingested, but no matter - her body can now transform that into anything she desires and his blood type is of no concern to her either... once it hits her system, it is almost instantly changed into her own blood type and replenishes her until her next feeding.
Maybe I have, ma cherie. What would zhis person look like?
When she first heard the language, French seemed frilly and over the top... that is, until she heard Damiel speak it. He made it sound as if he were born to it, and for all she knew, he was... but this man's voice defiled it's beauty and left it bare, making it just as cheesy as any noir film would. While cringing inwardly at it, she takes a few steps forward and places a hand on his right forearm lightly. To any other human, it would seem like she's flirting with him, but that couldn't be further from the truth.
He'd look like you, actually.
She moves in closer to him, as if she's going to kiss him, but she tilts her head slightly and sinks her elongated fangs into his neck. Locking her lips around the wound, she sucks gently, taking in his lifeblood and swallowing it. As it spirals down her throat, she feels it renewing her strength and energy, readying her for another twenty-four hours of life. Remembering what she was taught by Damiel, she stops feeding before his heart stops and allows him to lean against the rear wall of the Cathedral. Taking out a pocket knife, she slashes it across the bite marks messily to hide her being there. Running her tongue along her top lip and front teeth, she smiles and turns back into the reddish mist before drifting back to Damiel's home. Little does she know, she had an audience of one in the shadows in the form of a Catholic priest, who crosses himself and begins to say a few Hail Marys before going back inside.
Nikki Starr, formerly known as Nikki Cornett, made one of the hardest decisions she'd ever faced in her lifetime. She had been told that she had West Nile and she would die if actions weren't taken as soon as possible. As a mother of two and then wife of James Cornett, she couldn't bear to leave the family she had so painstakingly raised over the years, which gave her one other choice. Since she didn't think that JMC would want to turn her himself, she sought out his uncle, Damiel Santiago. Through Damiel, she lost her human life but gained another - an immortal one - much to JMC's dismay. After one of his signature explosions, in front of a teenage Destiny, no less - he made a decision of his own. He and Nikki would divorce and she would go and live with Damiel, taking baby Eugene with her.
At first it was a shaky start, living with someone she barely knew in a place she'd never been, but since that day about a year ago, things have gotten better. Damiel, once blind, now sees clearly; baby Eugene is almost three years old, and Nikki has easily settled into living as one of the undead, ultimately living off of the scum she finds in the alleyways.
Out on the streets of Paris, it would seem that they hide nothing more than good food, lousy music, and cheesy accents, but underneath it all, they hide much more. Killings, thefts, and drug dealings just to name a few.. but unknown to the residents, whether they're new or have been there a lifetime, there is something even underneath all of that. A killer for the killers, a thief for the thieves, and someone that's found a newer, better drug that the drug dealers would never even think of dishing out in a multitude of years in the business.
The reddish mist appears seemingly out of nowhere and hovers above the street behind Paris' Notre Dame Cathedral as Nikki's curvy body manifests itself. Before she can say or do anything, a heavily accented voice grabs her attention.
Name: Nikki Starr
Hometown: Pomona, CA
Current Location: Paris, France
Height: 5'6"
Weight: Unknown
Finishing Move: "Face Down" (Unprettier), "Flip Side" (Tigerbomb - automatic pin)
Associates: JMC, Damiel Santiago
Uncensored Career Highlights: None
Record W/L/D: 00/00/00
Handler Information
Name: Margaret
Age: 24
Hometown: Denham Springs, LA
Martial Status: Single
E-Fed Experience: Ten years
AIM: AngelGirl31983
MSN: demonchyld4eva@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Images and roleplay by me, of course... nobody else would claim something this crappy. ^_^ Thanks to all who may have taken part in this rp. None of this has anything to do with Bobbi Billard, except for my using her for photos just because David likes her. ^_~ As always, feel free to contact me for any reason.