[CLOSED] goodbye means nothing at all.

[chandler teague rowlf]

"Some of us are able to die. The rest of us have to sit around and watch the rest of the world die around us. So if he wants to die, that's his decision. Unlike him, some people don't have that option." He got up and walked to the fridge. He grabbed a water and walked back to the couch, sitting down in his spot.

"He'll find someone. I find it hard to believe he thinks he's actually going to be alone for the rest of his werewolf life." He said, popping the top on his water before taking a long drink of it.

[terance jayrod rowlf]

Terance sat at the edge of the bed, watching Ryan's labored breathing carefully as he stared blankly at the wall. He snatched up his wrist, focusing on his pulse.

"Says the vampire that doesn't want to love," She scoffed. "Not hard to tell you're relatedto Terance at all. He's always moping and saying he doesn't want to love, that he's okay alone. Looks like you're guys' family ties end here, huh? With you two. Not that they end." She shrugged, getting up and taking her shirt off. He wouldn't care if he didn't have interest in anybody, anyway, right?

She closed her eyes, large, flawless wings unfurling from her back above her bra strap. The only difference from a regular angels were the deep black and red streaks through the feathers and tinging each of the tips. She stepped towards the love seat, sitting back down quietly.

[chandler teague rowlf]

"Terance obviously hasn't told you that I haven't had any interest in people since I was little." He said, raising an eyebrow when she took off her shirt. He hadn't seen a girl's body in forever, but found his eyes wandering to her hips rather than her chest. He let his breath out between his teeth, resting his head on the back of the sofa with a groan.

'You're still a man.' He thought, rubbing his face with his hands. 'And she's still a bitch.'

"You make it a point of stripping for no reason?" He asked, looking up blankly at the ceiling. He tapped his bottle against his leg, his stomach starting to growl. "I might be related to Terance, but I won't hesitate to snap your pretty little head off. And he will."

[devan engelica davenport]

Devan scoffed. "No, not no reason. You said you weren't looking for anybody and my wings have been bothering me. Problem solved." She smiled faintly, smirking his way. "Yeah well..I was never alive, so I can't exactly die. I don't think at least. Considering I wasn't created by a sperm and an egg." Her eyebrows furrowed thoughtfully, and then she shrugged. "You could always try I guess. Either way I'm still dragging your pretty little face down to hell, yeah?" Light blue eyes gave him a hard look.

[chandler teague rowlf]

Cold grey eyes looked her way, indifferent either way. "Because I'm a murderer or because I eat people? You can drag me to hell all you want. I'm going to claw my way back out. I've been to hell. A bunch of fire is nothing compared to what I've seen." He raised an eyebrow, waiting for a reaction. Chandler reacted to very little now, not caring either way things fell.

"You're a real bitch for caring about a suicidal mutt." He said, pulling himself to his feet. He finished off his water, setting it on the table.

[devan engelica davenport]

Devan shrugged. "I honestly don't know if you're going to Hell considering the fact that you're not a spirit yet, and not to mention you're supposed to be immortal." She watched him get up. "Yeah, I'm the bitch, trying to keep from having to watch another person leave this world behind. You fucking try it, huh? Soul after god damn soul constantly, listen to their moans and screams and complaints in your head awake and asleep. You're not as strong as you think, Chandler. It's just your genes talking you know. You'd probably be dead now if you were human. That shot in the leg awhile back. It would have been too infected since it wasn't treated properly."

She watched him. "I never said I liked helping him. Or the next person, or the souls lost everywhere okay? You're not the only one who lives a fucking nightmare every day. You weren't even there to feel Terance's soul under your fingers when he was nearly burned to death, nearly suffocated because his lungs are damaged, huh? Call me a bitch, I don't care. Because as far as I know, when I'm me, I'm not one."

[chandler teague rowlf]

Chandler's eyes grew red and he pinned her harshly to the couch, his fangs growing longer. "If you think I would have left knowing my brother was going to be BURNT ALIVE-" He pinned her down harder, his fangs growing longer still. "-then you are about the stupidest motherfucker I've ever met. That is my /brother/. I wasn't here because I was in bum fuck Egypt following direct orders. I didn't have a fucking choice."

His red eyes glared at her, trying to stare daggers into her. "You think you're so fucking hot, men are pigs, right? You think you have everyone down to a fucking science because you aren't flesh and bone. You're fucking pixie dust, motherfucker. You're nothing but a toy to be used and thrown the fuck away. You think I give a damn about your body? I give a damn about whether or not you have blood, and that's about it. Come and tell me when the souls stop screaming, Tinkerbell, and I'll think about fucking you then." He stood up and grabbed his jacket, making his way out the door.

[devan engelica davenport]

"You had a choice, you signed up," She choked, squirming in his grip. She glared up at him. "No I don't think I'm hot, I din't sleep around, I don't look for anything because I don't need that to thrive. That's nit what I'm here for." She pushed against him. "As for your brother, that's your own problem to deal with, not mine. I'm sorry he made friends he could turn to when he couldn't turn to you." She huffed angrily, rubbing at her shoulders, wings aching from being crushed against the couch. "The voices never stop," She called after him. "They're like those faces of all the people you've killed. They don't just go away."

She winced as the door closed, looked up as Terance came out curiously. The look on his face, disappointment, made her swallow her grief, tears threatening. She rubbed at her face.
"I'm sorry..I-...I shouldn't have made him leave..."

Terance worked his jaw, shaking his head and running a hand through his hair. "I shoulda guessed he'd just leave," He muttered, turning and heading back to the room.

She got up, snatching her shirt and leaving, stumbling down the stairs outside, then starting across the parking lot, walking quietly. She reached to brush tears away, huffing, gripped at her hair and covered her ears as she fell to her knees with a screech. "SHUT UP!"

[chandler teague rowlf]

Chandler leaned against the wall outside, putting his head in his hands. He knew if he went back, Terance would be pissed, and there was no point. He was just going to get hurt anyways, right? He realized he had left his hat and figured he would just get a new one. He pulled on his jacket, not bothering to zip it up as he started walking. He noticed the girl he was supposed to get up on the third floor. He tipped his head back, whistling through his teeth at her.

"Hey, babe. Come see for a second, won't you?" He asked with a smirk. She leaned over the railing, smiling down at him.

"Mm.. Why?" She asked, folding her arms across the railing. He made his way up the steps, watching her smile grow.

"I wanna show you something almost as beautiful as you.." He breathed, kissing her neck. He took her hands, leading her back down the stairs. He pinned her to the wall, trailing kisses along her neck as he pulled out his phone, pressing a few buttons before he put it away, realizing her lips were getting close to his. 'Fuck..' He thought, his hands on her hips.

[devan engelica davenport]

Devan kept her hands on her head, too overwhelmed to realize she was in the middle of the road. She curled up on the cool asphalt, wings draped random ways, eyes half closed as they became a deep black. Her focus was vaguely on the crying and begging voices, the spirits wandering, looking as they would alive, except only she could see them. She was half between right now, a neutral firm. To the touch she seemed solid enough, but if she allowed herself to change anymore that could be different.

She remained still, chest rising and falling rapidly as she listened to them.