Can-oh-lee? Cannoli! [Allegra]

[castor]

January 5th, 2010

Darrius' eyes were fixed on the news paper he was reading. His brows low in concentration as he read over the words. He was still getting used to reading English, though he was doing farely well. Some of the pronounciations caught him off gaurd a bit, though. But Chronos had taught him well so he wouldn't look like a fool trying to read. After all, he looked like an eighteen/nineteen year-old boy and if someone that age couldn't read in this time they were called some very unpleasant names. He missed the good ol' times where only the rich could read actual words and books and if you could even read a little you were considered a genius. Unless you were a woman, then you just got stoned to death if you tried to flaunt your knowledge.

Darrius looked up a bit. He couldn't say 'get stoned' here either because it meant something entirely different. Why couldn't they just say get intoxicated? It all really ment basically the same thing. Thinking of the teenagers of this day and age made him embarrassed to be one. In this timeline he was centuries upon centuries of age, but if he returned to his own time with his mother he would still just be about eighteen. Even so, right now, he was probably the oldest thing in this place.

His attentionwas pulled from the newspaper as an argument seemed to grow between the manager of the small cafe in which he was sitting and a customer. The customer, to be honest, looked a bit shady and the owner was just a sweet old Italian. From what Darrius had gathered the customer pronouced cannoli wrong, and when the manager tried to correct him he started to throw a little tantrum. Again, Darrius was left astounded by this time. Why were people so damn touchy?

Sighing slightly he stood from his table and made his way over to the pair as the manager began to yell in Italian.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
He put his arms between them and seperated them before one of them would try to jump the counter and maul the other. Darrius had both of them beat in height and muscle, so he would use that to his advantage if he had to. For now he just straightened up and looked to both of them (mainly the customer) sternly.
"No need to fight over a silly pastry name. C'mon now, let's all just calm down so we don't disturb the other people in this man's cafe."
He kept his tone calm but his raised hands to keep them seperated were slapped.
"Hey, why don't you just mind your own business, kid?!"
Darrius simply side glanced at him, keeping his mouth shut because he would surely tell the man he was very much older than him. The owner yelled in Italian again, telling the man to get lost from what Darrius could understand. It had been a while since he spoke any Italian though. The yelling began again and Darrius raised his hands to keep them apart again. If they didn't cut it out someone was getting electrocuted.

[allegra]

It was a cold January day in Brooklyn, New York and Allie had just finished a shift at the spa she owns. Being the owner means she doesn’t have to work all the time, being able to leave the spa in the capable hands of her many employees. It was mid afternoon and although she didn’t live too far away from the spa she decided to stop in at a cafe for something to drink to warm her up because it was so cold outside. Allegra was now sitting in the cafe at a table toward the back and slowly drinking a latte when she heard an argument break out between the cafe owner and a customer over the pronunciation of an Italian pastry. Allie never being one to get involved in disputes tried to avert her eyes from it when she saw a younger guy approach and try to get between the owner and the customer. This caught Allie’s attention and she began to take notice of what was going on.

The fact that the younger guy was extremely handsome hadn’t gone unnoticed by Allie, but knowing that he would just be another one of the many who would grow old while she remained the same she soon put any ideas toward romance or the like completely out of her head. When the customer then told him to mind his own business and called him kid, Allie had to laugh out a little and then realising that it had indeed came out and not just into herself, she quickly looked away but then slowly began to turn to look at him again. She couldn’t sit and ignore it any longer and she got up and walked toward the scene. She wasn’t sure why she was about to say this because she didn’t know the younger looking guy but something was telling her that he was older than he looked. Before she said anything however she recited a small incantation to herself which would now allow her to understand and speak perfect Italian, for a short time anyway.

“I think he might surprise you and be older than he looks you know.” Allie said with a raised eyebrow at the customer and then she turned to the owner and in perfect Italian she said to the owner placing a hand on their arm, ”This man is not worth your effort, you are better than him.” Turning back to the customer and speaking once more in English she said “It is really quite pathetic of you to cause an argument over something so trivial you know.” But already the man seemed to be in awe of Allie, it always happened because she was the daughter of the Angel of Beauty, she never had to reel the men in, it was keeping them which was the problem. The customer smiled at Allie, “You are so beautiful, I will stop it just for you.” Allie so wanted to just wave her hand and chase him away but she figured it might just flare things up again. She nodded her head, “Very well.” She replied, “Thank you.”

The customer then apologised to the owner and Allie smiled brightly and looked at the customer, then the owner and then to the younger guy who had tried to break it up in the first place, “Well, I think that turned out good, don’t you? All is peaceful once more.” Allie then made her way to the table she had previously been sitting at and began to sip on her latte once more.

[castor]

Darrius could feel his blood beginning to heat up as the argument seemed to be getting no where near an end. Being in a fight around the Demi-God was dangerous to one's health, especially if the was the one trying to end it. His senses suddenly flared up and he turned his head to see a young woman approach the group. At that instant all three men were staring at her, dumbfounded. Darrius watched as she seemed to instantly calm the other men, though had to laugh a bit under his breath at her remark in Italian.

As the customer was completely calmed, and almost entranced, and walked away Darrius couldn't help but stand in shock for a moment. He was stunned by how easily she had diffused the situation, but more so curious about her remark about him being older than he looked. He could sense that she was old and quite powerful, so could it be possible she knew what he was as well? As she commented on it ending well and walked away he simply nodded as he watched her resume her place at her table. He debated approaching her, and as he heard no interference from Chronos, decided he would.

He picked up his newspaper and threw his empty cup away before slowly approaching her table. He was taking a big chance with this, but it was at least worth a shot. He stopped in front of her table and leaned his hands on the back of an empty chair across form hers.
"I'd be lying if I said that was nothing short of amazing."
He started off with a charming little smile. He straightened up and lowered one brow and looked at her sideways.
"One thing though - what did you mean by saying I was probably older than I looked? Just curious."


[[OOC: sorry, crap post lol}}

[allegra]

{ooc - it wasn't that bad! lol}

Allie had to keep her wits about her to refrain from laughing out loud at the way she seemed to have held all men captivated when she had clearly and easily brought a situation which was about to explode to a serene calmness in a matter of seconds. Sometimes being the daughter of the Angel of Beauty was a curse and sometimes it was wonderful. It was surely a curse having men practically fall at her feet, but because she craved love and attention she never brushed it off, it was just that none of them seemed to stay long enough, once she had to admit who she was and what it meant, none of them wanted to stay because they knew they would grow old while she stayed the same. She couldn’t blame them for leaving, because she found a bit unnerving also at the idea of having her lover, husband whatever he may become grow old, somehow it just didn’t sit well with her.

Soon enough the younger guy who had tried to stop the argument approached Allie’s table and leaned on the back of a chair opposite her and began to speak saying what she had just done was nothing short of amazing. Allie took a sip of her drink before slowly looking up at him and locking her eyes with his. She gave him a bright smile, “Thank you, I guess you could say it was magical?” She asked as she raised her eyebrow slightly and then laughed ever so slightly as she went back to her drink and slowly flicking through the magazine she had brought out of her bag after calming the earlier argument down. Soon enough she heard the young guy speak again and once more she looked up at him, and rested her chin on her hand.

“You know, I am not exactly sure about that, other than I just had this feeling.” She replied as she took another sip of her latte and then looked at him again, “I was somehow able to sense that you are a much older being than you look.” No sooner had Allie said those words however, she realised the possibility of what that could mean and as she thought about it, while looking back at him again and taking in his features and noticing just how handsome and fit he really was she couldn’t help but let a small smile form on her face. Then she looked at him again and suddenly thought no, he may be like her, looking young but older than he really was, but he looked younger than her, and although he was extremely handsome would he be happy to be with a female who looked older than him even if she was probably actually younger?

She decided to clear her mind of the thoughts; it was racing too much now. “Please, sit if you wish, it is always good to have company.” She pushed the magazine aside and then held her hand out for him to shake, “Allegra Merlin.” She said as she introduced herself, giving her full name minus the middle name, but the surname would probably be a big clue as to who she was and also probably a big clue as to how she was able to handle the situation so well earlier, although most of that was just down to her natural beauty and charisma through being the daughter of the Angel of Beauty and not much to do with her magical abilities.

[castor]

Darrius gave a small smile as she stated that it was nothing short of magical. He could almost nod and agree, his senses telling him that she was very powerful. Was she making puns about her own abilities? He happened to catch those a lot, even if the one making the joke or slight hint didn't catch it themselves.

The woman then went on to explain about her remark about his age from earlier. He listened in on this, curious as to what she meant. When she stated that she simply seemed to sense he was an older being he felt a small prickling feeling run up his spine. So she did have some kind of sense ability. Okay, just because of that he simply had to tell her what he was! It was such a weight on his shoulders to carry all the time. Pretending to be something he wasn't, in this era he was just Castor Barlow, the freelance photographer and street musician. How great would it be, after all this time, to be able to tell someone he was Darrius, Demi-God over the Weather and the Time Warrior for Chronos, God of Time.

As she introduced herself he caught yet another small hint. Taking her hand he lowered a brow slightly as he pulled out the chair to sit.
"Like the magician?"
He questioned, though it was a bit more of a statement. He was so ready to tell her what he was, how old he was, what he could do. He couldn't figure out this swell of trust that suddenly washed over him. He knew that there were those out there that were very powerful, and he could tell she was one of them, but he didn't know if she was good or bad. Something was telling him to trust her though. He waited, running the idea over in his mind.

It was odd how quiet Chronos was being during all of this. Usually he had something to say even when meeting just a special human, he even had something to say when he met Dominic. It frightened Darrius a bit that Chronos wasn't saying anything, but he wasn't telling him not to either, so he was going to tell her something. Leaning forward a bit on the table he laced his fingers together in front of him as he gazed at her.
"You know, I am older than I look, by quite a bit. I'm even older than you, by quite a few centuries in fact."
There was a slight waver in his voice from the caution beginning to show small dents in the armor and a hope in his eyes that she would believe him.

[allegra]

When Allie had introduced herself she smiled as the guy took her hand and shook it, but she also noticed his brow lower slightly as he pulled out a chair to sit. He then questioned her name like she had a feeling he would have done. She gave him a bright smile and lowered her voice slightly not wanting the general public to know who her father was because after all, technically she shouldn’t be alive in this time, “Yes exactly like the magician, Merlin is my father.” She replied and raised an eyebrow at him still smiling. She noticed that he hadn’t offered his own name and wondered if that had been on purpose or if he had just simply forgotten. So she decided to prompt him, “And you would be?” She asked, well it would be nice to refer to him as his name instead of just thinking about the guy as ‘the guy’ all the time.

The next thing he had said was to tell her that he was older than he looked and then added that he was older than she was and by a few centuries. Allie wasn’t the kind to get jealous just because another was older than she was despite the fact he looked younger, really Allie didn’t care at all that he looked younger, as she continued to look at him and realise that he was indeed similar to her, all she cared about was being able to talk to someone who wouldn’t age. He was the type of guy she had been waiting for most of her life so far; someone who could continue to live in the world without growing old and without dying.

She leaned over the table a little, “Well then, why don’t you tell me more about you and where you are from, I am very interested in finding out just how old you really are. I have yet to come across someone who is like me.” Then she decided to tell him who her mother was, even though she had no idea why she was telling him other than it felt comfortable and right to do so. “My mother is the Angel of Beauty, but she gave me to my father to raise me, so I have sadly never met or know my mother.” It was the one main thing which could bring Allie’s walls down and she didn’t even know if her mother was still alive or if someone may have taken her life by now.

There was only one good thing came out of Merlin raising her, she knew how to deal with and perform magic to its fullest extent and she knew what she could do from a very young age and was never frightened by it because she had watched her father use magic plenty of times in front of her, so really Allie was extremely powerful but in a way she was more powerful than she believed herself to be.

{ooc - now its my turn for a crap post lol}

[castor]

What was it about this woman that just made Darrius want to tell her everything. About Chronos, his mother, Hera, his job, his birthplace, his real name. Oh, his name! She was going to ask that now wasn't she? Of course she would, introductions were probably important. He felt his hopes raise when she confirmed about Merlin, saying it was her father. Call him gullible or naive, but he believed her, or he just really wanted to believe her.
"Well, my normal human alias is Castor Lee Barlow, but my birth name is Darrius."
He debated whether or not to tell her who his father was. He'd get to that later, now he just wanted to talk to her more!

She then asked for him to tell her more about himself. She wanted t know how old he was, and where he was from. Well, if he told her that he was from Greece and born in the Archaic period and he was alive for this long wouldn't it be obvious that he was some kind of God or Demi-God. He didn't want to endanger her by telling her he was the son of Zeus from a love affair with a mortal woman. After all, he felt nearly every woman, not just his mother, was in danger when he came close to them. There were times that he would think that maybe it was Hera's doing that his son, Alec, had died in that battle in Scotland so long ago.

While he paused to think about this she told him that the Angel of Beauty was her mother. Darrius' eyes slightly raised as his interest was pulled in even more. That was why she had such an effect on men, maybe not a lot on him, but so much on mortal men. Now he knew Hera would certainly come after her if he became her acquaintance. She was beautiful, old, and powerful, thing that Hera hated and probably hated because she envied them. And making Darrius' life hell was a plus on her part as well.

Chuckling lightly he rubbed his chin.
"That's why that chum was so obedient to you then."
He said lightly. Smiling he glanced down at his own hands before looking back up.
"Well, I guess it's only fair that I let you know a little more about me in turn. My father is Zeus, God of the Skies and of Olympus, and my mother is a mortal woman named Alethea."
He suddenly felt as if he had swung down from a rope, a weight being lifted from his chest, though Chronos' silence was still worrying him slightly.
'Chronos, why haven't you stopped me? Can you sense that she is a good ally?'
Darrius questioned the God in his mind.
~Good and powerful. Tell her about anything but what you do and who you work for. That shall wait.~
Darrius felt a small bit of the weight return. Working for Chronos was such a big part of his life, how could he not tell her now?

Darrius looked down slightly then back up and decided that he wanted to possibly give her a little reassurance. He pulled the collar of his shirt down just enough to see the birthmark on his chest.
"See this birthmark? When I was born my mother gave me this, and said I would never lie. She didn't want me to be an unfaithful liar like my father. So everything I tell you, trust me, it's true, whether I like it or not."
He finished off letting his shirt go back into it's normal place.

[allegra]

After Allie had introduced herself she had then asked who he was, well if she had given her name, then she deserved to get a name in return, right? She smiled as he answered talking of a human alias name and then gave his birth name. “Well Castor Lee Barlow whose real name is Darrius, to which name would you prefer me to call you?” She asked giving him a bright smile. Sometimes when Allie spoke it was clear to tell she was raised centuries ago and sometimes she would remember which century she was living in and talk like the humans of today. It wouldn’t matter to Allie either way what name to call him, she just wanted to call him by a name he felt comfortable with and if that was his alias then that’s what she would call him, if it was his birth name, then obviously she would call him that.

She had then asked for him to tell her more about himself, but this seemed to bring on a bit of silence from him and she wondered if he was bound to some laws which stated he wasn’t allowed to give any information away. In a way it wouldn’t surprise her if that was the case, but the silence was becoming just a tiny bit awkward. So she began to tell him more about herself and when he spoke saying that’s how the guy was so obedient to her she just smiled knowingly. “You could say that. Apparently I have this sway over men, human men at least, they tend to fall at my feet.” She sighed then, knowing that she hated it, because mere mortals were hopeless to have a relationship with, they grew old.

She didn’t know why she said what she said next, but felt she had to say it anyway, “Relationships are a nightmare though, haven’t had a proper one for as long as I can remember, the idea of a mortal growing old while I remain the same, it’s not good, you know? Either I back down from one, or they find out the truth and run a mile.” She sighed again and gave him another smile and lifted up her hand to her head, “I’m sorry, as if you really needed to hear any of that.” Then Darrius began to talk saying that since she had told him about herself it was only fair he told her about himself. “I am all ears.” She replied and gave him a smile as she listened to what he had to tell her about himself.

When he was finished she gave him another smile, “I knew I was right in sensing that you were much older than you appear. That means that you are immortal too. It’s been quite some time since I met another immortal being.” Whether she was saying that to try and push her way into his affections or not she wasn’t sure, but again it was just something she had felt compelled to tell him. The good thing about it was, even if he did appear younger looking than she, he was much older, so it wouldn’t appear odd to be with him, although she was getting ahead of herself, for all she knew he might just want to laugh in her face. When Darrius pulled the collar of his shirt down to reveal his chest, Allie let out an involuntary gasp, he really was rather perfectly toned, but she snapped out of it as he began to speak about a birthmark saying that it was from his mother and that she had made it that he could never lie, so everything he was saying was true.

She couldn’t help but watch as he let go of his shirt and it fell back into place, pity she thought, that was a rather good sight to be looking at. She shook her head giving him a warm smile, “I could already sense that you were telling the truth, when you’re as old as we are, these things are often easy to detect in others. I believe what you are telling me.” She sighed gently and then smiled brightly as she looked right at him, “Have you any idea what it’s like for me to actually meet someone who is as old as me, correction, older than me, and as powerful as me?” She sighed gently again, “It’s nothing short of amazing.” She finished in a very soft voice, not even sure if he would have heard or not.

{ooc - 775 words - where did all of that come from?! lol}

[castor]

As introductions were finished off and the two began talking Darrius felt as if he could almost tell her his whole life story.
"Oh, well you can call me Darrius - actually please call me Darrius. It's been forever since anyone called me by my real name...unless around other people, then it has to be Castor."
He finished off the last bit with a sigh, reminding himself that everyone else knew him as Castor. He felt bad a lot of the time having to tell them to call him Castor, and having an alias was hard especially if you couldn't literally lie. So far the person he felt worst about calling him his alias in this era was Dominic Salvatore.

The flamboyant star was so kind and Darrius knew that they could be good friends, and it only made the weight of lying that much more unbearable. However, as Allegra began speaking again about relationships his lips turned up into a smile again. Now he had someone like this, near him that he could talk to, someone who might understand. He began to think about telling her everything, aside what Chronos denied of course, but had to mentally kick himself. He couldn't think too far ahead and get over excited, his imagination was acting up again.

The two continued, telling each other about themselves. Even as they talked on the relationships that were brought up lingered in the back of Darrius' mind. He had only three loves in his life, the first the nymph he had fallen for as a teenager, then his wife in Scotland, and last his only born son Alec. He didn't realize as a silence befell them and his eyes glazed over in memory, staring off into space towards the ground.

He snapped back to reality as she asked if he knew how great it felt to meet another immortal, someone older and as powerful as she. Darrius grinned and let out a half sigh half laugh, leaning back on his chair slightly.
"Do I ever! You have no idea the weight that has been lifted from my chest - I mean, all this time you can live so long. People wish to live forever, but they never know how much you have to loose....how much you have to suffer..."
His voice trailed off slightly remembering everything he had been through, everything he had done. Letting out a short breathed chuckle he closed his eyes and rubbed his face with both hands.

"Sorry I...I'm just thinking....I really cannot tell you how relieved this makes me feel."
Darrius smiled brightly, a smile filled with relief, happiness, and other emotions as he reached down and took one of her hands between his own two.

[allegra]

When Allie had asked Darrius to which name he would prefer she call him he replied saying she could call him Darrius and then insisted that she call him that as it had been like forever since he had been called his real name. Allie smiled brightly at him and replied saying, “Very well then Darrius, Darrius is what I shall call you. It’s a very nice name, Darrius.” She said the name a few times, not to tease him, but hoping to make him smile and feel happy about hearing his real name being said a few times in the one sentence. Allie loved nothing more than to make people happy.

After they both spoke about each other Allie had said then asked Darrius if he knew how great it was to know that he was as old as she was and then corrected herself saying older and as powerful as she, she had finished speaking by saying that it was nothing short of amazing. She watched as Darrius leant back in his chair slightly and then remarked saying, do I ever and adding that she had no idea of the weight that had been lifted from his chest. As he spoke some more about the tragedy of living forever and of how much you lose and suffer, Allie knew only too well what he was getting at. Watching loved ones die, that’s why as much as she wanted someone in her life, she tried to avoid it, knowing that she would have to watch them grow old and die while she remained looking the same.

“Oh I think I have a good idea of how you’re feeling Darrius, trust me. I have lost a few loves over the years and in more recent years I’ve deliberately stayed out of relationships, I could no longer suffer the pain of watching a loved one grow old and die on me.” She shook her head then thinking about how sad it always was when it happened to her, but looking at Darrius she couldn’t help but wonder if it would be possible to find love finally with a likeminded soul, someone she could love for eternity without having to watch him grow old and die. She then watched as he rubbed at his face with both hands and she couldn’t help but think if he had lost loves in his life also, although she wouldn’t ask about it, as it wasn’t any of her business to do so.

Then he spoke apologising saying that he was just thinking and then added that he couldn’t tell her how relieved it was making him feel. She gave him a bright smile then, “It’s alright and I think I more than believe how relieved you are, as its pretty much how I am also feeling.” Allie then felt Darrius take one of her hands and held it between his own. She couldn’t help but look down at her hand between his own and sighed gently at the feel of it there and then she looked back up slowly and gazed into his eyes. Yes he looked younger, but he was older, so what did it matter if you were going to have someone who would never grow old, someone who would never die. It didn’t matter, that was the answer.

“For the first time I feel like I can truly be myself.” Her words were spoken softly as she continued to hold the gaze with Darrius’ eyes and a part of her just wanted to grab that face of his and kiss him, but something inside stopped her from doing so because from the era she was originally brought up, she was a little old fashioned when it came to things of that nature, it wasn’t the female who should make the first move, however as she continued to hold his gaze she did squeeze gently at one of the hands holding her own, almost as if she was trying to telepathically tell him what she was thinking.

[castor]

Darrius smiled lightly as she repeated his name a few times, hearing it said so many times and by such a lovely voice was something he enjoyed. In fact as he mused it over in his mind a few more times he found that he would rather enjoy hearing it over a longer period of time. She mentioned before that she had a magnetic kind of pull on men, that it was the Angel in her, but he hadn't felt any effect before. However, the more they talked about themselves and expressed their relief the more Darrius felt the compulsion to wrap his arms around her, hold her, hug her....it was like he was afraid of loosing the one person that he might have any chance of actual connection with.

As he took her hand a small, comfortable silence grew between them. At first he stared down at her slender, pale fingers between his before his gaze shifted upwards, catchin her eyes. She then said that it was the first time she felt she could truly be herself, and Darrius smiled lightly.
"Yeah...same here."
The silence grew again as their eyes met and held the gaze once more. Darrius felt a small pressure grow on his hands as she squeezed his fingers lightly, and he shifted his gaze around the small restaurant again. He hadn't felt this incredible urge in, well, centuries.

However there were still people around in the cafe and the two had only met just moments ago, whether it seemed that they were strangers or not it probably looked very odd already that they were sitting so close, holding hands none-the-less. Darrius stood suddenly, pulling some loose cash out of his pockets and putting it down on the table before taking her hands once more and pulling her lightly to the door.
"C'mon, I wanna show you something."
He said with an excited smile as he guided her down the streets. He was staying in an apartment not too far from there, and it was there that he had several things of his own; very personal things.

Darrius himself was a very guarded man, and he hated when other's touched his things, it was something that he had developed over the years. However he really wanted to show her a bit of himself, a bit of his world and things that he had done. Photography was the modern way of capturing images, but he still had several of his own paintings, sketches and several instruments he loved to play.

Soon they arrived at the building and he pulled the door led her up the stairs where he reached his apartment. Once at his door he paused slightly and looked about blankly.
"Wow...I didn't trip or run into anything the whole way here..."
He had spaced out for but a moment and blinked back to reality, realizing how much of a fool he must have sounded. Clearing his throat he quickly pulled out his keys and unlocked the door.
"I've uh...never shown anyone any of this before, so..."

That said he took a step inside, where immediately after his foot caught on the hardwood entrance of the apartment floor and he fell right onto his stomach and groaned.
"Ugh, centuries upon centuries of battling and skill and I have yet to stop being a klutz..."

[allegra]

{ooc - sorry this took me a little while to reply to but I see that you haven't been on since anyway so lol}

When Allie had said that it was the first time she could truly be herself with Darrius she had to smile at him in understanding when he said that it was the same for him. For many years she had wondered and hoped that she would find a man who could match up to her and here was Darrius, looking younger than her but so much older and it felt good. She didn’t even think that she would mind being seen with him despite him looking slightly younger because as she took in all of his features he was a pretty buff guy, who was to say that he simply didn’t just look young for his age, or that she looked slightly older for hers? She then realised that she had been thinking about things for far too long as another silence fell upon them and yet the silence didn’t seem to be in the slightest bit awkward.

Allie had wanted to much to kiss him and yet knowing that it was wrong for her to put the moves on him, she held back, instead squeezing his hand gently as if she was trying to telepathically tell him what she was thinking. After she did this she watched as he seemed to look around the small restaurant and she wondered what he was thinking. The next thing she knew Darrius had stood up and put money on the table to obviously cover what they had been drinking and then he took her hands and told her to come with him as he had something he wanted to show her. She sort of laughed a little, “Okay then.” She replied and then quickly grabbed her bag and followed him out.

The excited smile on his face as he seemingly pulled her with him hadn’t gone unnoticed and she began to wonder what he was going to show her. Soon enough they arrived at a building and Darrius seemed to stop pulling her and she figured that this must have been his apartment building. So he was taking her to his apartment already, now that really was a case of instant attraction she thought and then giggled to herself knowing that he was probably just wanting to tell her more abou this life. Yes for all Allie could be the epitome of woman she could also be a little naughty in her thoughts just like the next girl.

Once they were at his actual apartment door and he had it opened he looked around him and then said something about not tripping up or running into something the whole way there. She shook her head slightly as she laughed a little, “Well maybe it was my charm which stopped you?” She asked but she was teasing him terribly and she laughed a little and then watched as he unlocked his door and commenting that he had never shown anyone any of it before. So she figured he was talking about personal things to him and she smiled brightly, “Well I do feel honoured to know that I am the first to see whatever it is you are going to show me. What is it that you are so excited to show me Darrius?” She asked and licked her bottom lip slightly as her playful side came out a little, a side that never came out too often because she could never usually get a guy who would be able to live forever like she.

Darrius then stepped into his apartment and seconds later he was on his stomach on the floor. Allie put her hand up to her mouth and began to laugh a little, “I’m sorry but... I guess my charms are not working after all?” Then Darrius said something about centuries upon centuries of fighting and skill and he couldn’t stop being a klutz. Allie bent down so that she was on her knees so she could see him better and put her hand under her chin, “Well Darrius my love we cannot all be perfect, I think that I will just find the klutz in you all the more endearing, if I am allowed to say such a thing to you?” Allie said and laughed a little again as she then reached for his hands and began to slowly stand up so that he would hopefully move and stand up also.

She then took a look around her and then turned to him with a smile, “So Darrius, what it is that you want to show me so much as you have me very intrigued now.”

[castor]

As Allegra suggested perhaps it was her charms keeping him from falling he looked away slightly, a small grin of embarrassment coming over his face. Once he opened the door, though, as fate would have it, he fell flat on the floor. Once on the hard wood of the small apartment he pressed his forehead to the floor and rolled his eyes, giving a groan. Rolling onto his side he looked up though as Allie laughed though tried to hide it by covering her mouth with her hand. Now that was very cute, he had to admit, a sight for sore eyes definitely. She then crouched near him and said that not everyone could be perfect, which he greatly agreed with, and that she'd find the clumsiness that he held more endearing. He felt his brow raise slightly as she took his hands and helped him to his feet, a smile coming over his face as he stood now and looked down at her.
"Oh, of course - but in turn I now have permission to flatter you."
He responded once she asked if she could say something like that to him. It was refreshing to hear, if not making his heart skip a beat and his ears blush.
"Now, back to your question as to what I wanted to show you..."

He turned about, facing the other side of the room. The apartment was really shaped like one large rectangle. One one side there was a bed with a dresser, nightstand, and closet and the other side held a kitchen. Across from the bed there were two closed off doors - one to the bathroom and one to Darrius' private room. He kept the apartment fairly clean, which wasn't hard to do considering the size and openness of it, but there were a few scattered bits of paper and objects about. At least his bed was always made, a rarity it seemed in modern men to make beds or clean kitchens themselves. He reached for Allegra's hand before leading her to the backroom, which was closed off with at least three different locks he had to undo. Once they were unlocked he pushed the door open before leaving Allie at the door to step into the almost pitch black room.

As Darrius entered he directed light waves towards his eyes so that he could see. Upon reaching another wall of the room he turned the lights on before walking into the center of the completely concreted room and facing Allegra at the doorway. Hanging on the walls were several paintings, sketches and photographs, some framed and some simply taped or stuck there. There were blank canvases about, paint stains on the floors and walls, many art supplies in a corner to theme selves along with a few very old tools that he liked to use. One one wall there were old weapons, a claymore that he favored was framed and hung on the wall along with a quilt his mother made him when he was still young. The room was like a history museum in itself, full of objects from through out time and paintings that he had done ranging from centuries ago to just recently. There were unfinished sketches spread separately about, a few of landscapes and cities he had seen, and a few of his past - both heart tearingly sad and uplifting depictions shown.

[allegra]

{ooc - I know you probably don't mind, but sorry anyway that this took so long}

When Allie had told Darrius that she would just find the klutz in him all the more endearing and added if she was allowed to say such a thing she had then held her hands out strangely enough to help Darrius back up onto his feet and he soon replied saying of course but in turn he now had permission to flatter her. Allie felt her cheeks flush slightly but then she giggled a little and then gave him the eyes and replied with, “Oh please do, it has been ever so long since I was given any form of flattery.” Allie had then asked Darrius what it was that he had been so eager to show her and he spoke saying back to the question as to what I wanted to show you and basically said nothing else but did take Allie’s hand and began to lead her to what she assumed was another room.

Darrius then began to unlock a door that they were soon stood in front of and it seemed to Allie that whatever was beyond this door obviously meant a lot to Darrius what with him keeping it under lock and key and it would also seem that there was more than one lock on the door. However Allie stood patiently waiting until Darrius had the door opened and then he seemed to bring light from somewhere in front of his eyes and soon enough the whole room was in lightness and Allie’s eyes were opened up to a myriad of items which she could only assume were sentimental to Darrius in some way or another, it was like an Aladdin’s Cave or goodness or as others may describe it a small museum of history.

She began to slowly look around the room taking everything in and now and then would let out small gasps at some of the things she was seeing. “Goodness Darrius it’s like a hundred lifetimes of memories in here.” She moved in further to get closer to some of the items and as she approached the paintings, sketches and photographs on the wall she just became completely mesmerised by it all. She then turned to him, “Did you do these? I mean to say, did you do the paintings and sketches and take these photographs Darrius? They’re stunning.” She then turned around and looked at some of the other things on the other walls and let out little gasps and sighs every now and then. Even though Darrius hadn’t answered her question about whether he had done the paintings or sketches she soon saw the artist supplies and put two and two together, “Tell me Darrius do you still do paintings and sketches? The reason I ask is that I would very much like to see how a painting or sketch of me would turn out by you.”

She was definitely captivated by it all and what was more she was captivated by Darrius. Never before had she found herself falling so quickly before, but then she had never found someone she felt she could fully give herself to knowing that she would live forever while they would die and leave her.