May
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Post by May on Nov 27, 2008 18:10:35 GMT -5
Despite the name, Comfy Books, this little book store portrayed the opposite image. Inside it was actually dim, hardly any lights anywhere. Making it hard to read or glance over the titles of many books. The few chairs that decorated the room looked anything but comfy, hard wood with no padding on them, nothing to make your stay a little bit more enjoyable. In fact, the only thing that made this place 'comfy' was the warm aroma of coffee brewing. It did have some good coffee. That was about the only thing though. Although book lovers were willing to go through the torture in order to find that little gem tucked away underneath someones old history book.
The sun was setting and a warm light passed through the blinds, until someone shut them quickly. Not wanting to deal with the afternoon rays apparently. A group of friends chatted quietly over their cups of coffee, having their weekly book club meeting. They blew softly on their caffeinated drinks and used hushed voices when describing how they felt in the turning moment of The Grapes of Wrath. A bored teen sat chewing gum behind the counter, her feet propped up on a stool, a magazine in her lap. Not only was she in charge of the hot beverages, but also checking people out with their purchases. Over by the stairs (which were littered with stacks of books) a young man held a book in his hand, a book filled with the philosophy of not eating meat. Upstairs a few others lingered, enjoy the smell of old books.
A bell jingled as the front door was opened, letting in a small amount of light along with the occupant. The girl at the counter smacked her gum loudly as she glanced up, as habit. Her mouth hung open at what she saw. The group discussing Tom Joad and his adventure out west also paused sensing the newcomer. And they too stood frozen when the saw the blond enter. Her hair was long and blond, curling slightly around her almost angelic face. She didn't smile. She didn't say anything. Just walked slowly up to the counter, her feet clicking on the ground softly.
Nothing about this scene seemed odd. In fact, if you didn't know anything about this town you would think it was perfectly normal. Maybe give a second glance at the beauty of the young woman. Maybe wonder if you would have any chance with her at all. You wouldn't sit there frozen, mouth agape, eyes never moving. But this problem was this wasn't a normal scene at all. And this wasn't a normal girl. This was Emily May, commonly referred to as just May. And she happened to be one of the Elite 4. She happened to be the most feared one.
She happened to be the one most likely to kick your ass.
She knew people feared her, and she loved it, lived off of the fear radiating from everyone as she walked forward. She knew they were wondering what she was doing here, knew they were already figuring out what to say to their friends later. The book club group quickly looked away, they knew what could happen if you got on her bad side. And they enjoyed their lives, they weren't ready to pass her just yet. The girl at the counter quickly stood up, her magazine falling to the floor forgotten.
May stopped walking in front of the girl, but she didn't say anything right away. instead she let the silence sit in front of them, enjoying the fear coming off the young girl. Then, when she felt she had suffered enough did she speak. Her voice was sweet...and you never would have expected she could be the death of you. This five foot three girl looked the exact opposite of evil. But that was just what she was...or so they say.
"Coffee. Black." Those two words, short and straight to the point. No being nice, no small chit chat. Just her order and then she would go. The girl swallowed nervously, eyes glancing around. The small group watched out of the corner of their eyes, pitying her for working here.
"Um...wh-what size?" She stuttered, fearing for her life almost. And May smiled, enjoying every single minute of this. Vi told her she enjoyed this too much...that it was almost cruel. But there was a reason May was in charge of keeping people in line and not Violet. This right here was one of many reasons.
"Small." And with that she pulled out her cell phone and turned her attention away from the girl. She was boring her. And everyone knew that May hated being bored. So while she waited for her coffee she sent a text to Jason, eager to find something to do tonight.
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Post by Gavin Monroe on Dec 12, 2008 23:22:03 GMT -5
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May
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Ice Queen && Mind Reader
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Post by May on Dec 12, 2008 23:31:52 GMT -5
She heard the bell ring, of course she did. And she sensed him the moment he entered the small and dark book store the doubled as a place to get coffee. However she didn't pay him any mind. That is, until he chanced to approach her, actually stand next to her as if she was no one. Her mouth tightened into a thin line, not at all liking where this was going. The room was silent, everyone paying attention to what was happening. The book club members no longer just watched through the corner of their eyes, no, they stared quite openly. Even the boy engrossed in the vegetarianism book watched on. Because not matter how you put it, this was May. And no one just stood next to her. Not matter how brave.
She glanced up, her eyes staring at him. She allowed her perfectly manicured finger nails to slide her phone shut, the click echoing through the silent room. Even the girl behind the counter was unsure what to do, cup half filled in one hand, and coffee pot upright in her other, her eyes watching the two of them, watching May look over, and up, at the newcomer. What was going on?
Without a word she slid her phone into the pocket of her ratty jeans, holes at the knees and bleached spots around the pockets. She had on a white shirt that ended just above her knees. It was a simple and innocent look. Yet she was far from simple or innocent. She was...well there were no words to describe May. Although angry could be one that would fit at the moment. She turned her whole body, so she was now facing him completely, she glanced at his profile, eying him up and down. As a vampire she had the ability to read people's thoughts, it was her own personal power. One that came from being turned by a powerful vampire with a powerful blood line. That and her age, more than 200 years now.
But she didn't chose to invoke that at the moment, didn't choose to listen into his thoughts. Because that would imply she cared, and of course, she didn't. The only thing about him that interested her was why he was standing next to her. He may be new but he would have to learn fast...or else she would make sure he would not be in this town for much longer.
"Excuse me...what the hell do you think you are doing?" Her head titled to the side slightly. He may have been much taller then her but her presence made her seem much taller then her five foot four.
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Post by Gavin Monroe on Dec 13, 2008 1:03:45 GMT -5
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May
|Elite 4|
Ice Queen && Mind Reader
Posts: 47
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Post by May on Dec 13, 2008 14:16:50 GMT -5
Her lips were in a thin line, perfectly straight, her eyebrows narrowed slightly. She wanted to laugh at how unsure he looked, but she didn't laugh. That would give the wrong impression, an impression that she could be won over by wit and charm. Which, she couldn't. She wasn't won over so easily. At all, really. So instead of laughing she shot another glare at him. She would simply intimidate him, it was what she was good at after all. Making people uncomfortable, feel inadequate, as if they were worthless. Twas her specialty.
“I am waiting in line for a cup of coffee?” He seemed even more unsure, as if he had no clue what he was really doing here. Maybe he was even more interesting then she thought. She dipped into his mind for a moment...not too deep, just enough to get some basic information. Vampire. Gavin Monroe. That was all she cared about. Nothing else interested her so she didn't dig any farther.
She pushed a strand of hair out of her face and turned back around to look straight ahead at the girl with the coffee. As if to prove he wasn't worth her energy, wasn't good enough for her attention. At least her full attention. When the girl behind the counter continued to gape at May she raised her eyebrows and gave her a look. "My coffee?" She said, as if to remind her, with a slight attitude. The girl shook herself, as if coming out of a trance, and continued to pour it. Filling it almost up to the brim.
"Are you now?" She didn't wait for an answer. That question wasn't meant to be answered and she didn't even want to give him a chance. "You may be new to this town, Gavin." She said is name harshly, as if it was a foul word meant never to be said. "But you better learn the rules real quick if you expect to stay here."
And with that she grabbed her coffee that the girl sat on the counter, letting the warmness hit her hand. It felt oddly comforting.
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Post by Gavin Monroe on Dec 13, 2008 16:08:17 GMT -5
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May
|Elite 4|
Ice Queen && Mind Reader
Posts: 47
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Post by May on Dec 13, 2008 16:32:48 GMT -5
Apparently this man has some issues understanding her. Maybe he was retarded. She quickly wondered how many ways she could beat it into his head that she wasn't to be messed with. She envisioned a lot of sharp objects being involved. And for some reason that made her want to smile (she didn't). Emily May was quite the fan of using violence to get her way and her point across to others. Hell, you should have seen her back in 1938, in Germany. Let's just say she was a big help to Hitler. She led his secret underground torture chambers. Of course, that was all on the hush hush. No one even knew about that now. It had been buried and she ensured all information with it disappeared.
It was just something to do while she was bored. When you've been around since the year 1734, you get bored fairly quickly. This guy was lucky she hadn't had a good conversation/fight with anyone recently. Or else she would have shoved him out of her town in a heartbeat and been on to the next one. But as fate would have it, she was bored. Very much so of this life. Nothing interesting had happened as of late. And maybe he was just what the doctor ordered. She sipped on her coffee without a sound. It was creepy, like watching a snake right before it attacked. You knew it was coming, but you never knew when. And like a snake, she was very patient for the right moment. Another thing about being a vampire for 253 years...you learned to be very patient. You had all the time in the world, so to speak.
So with this patience she did not speak, nor look at him right away. Even after those words left his mouth, 'I am sorry if I ‘upset’ you in anyway, Ma’am. However that is no way to act toward me' she did not attack. She took another sip of her coffee, allowing the burning liquid to drain down her throat. She felt it singe the back of her mouth but a moment later the small burns were already healed. A bonus from being a vampire. She contemplated dipping into his mind again, searching out his thoughts and memories. Instead she sat her coffee down on the counter.
And in a blink of an eye, so fast no one saw her move, she was standing right in front of him, her face glancing up at him, their bodies an inch away, if that. She didn't say anything at first, just gave him a glare. She spoke her next words slowly, as if he was dumb. Which at this point all signs were pointing to just that.
"You do not get a warning here. You do not get a second chance. Maybe before you move into a strange town you should take a look at the rules, make sure you know who the players are." Maybe that was understandable enough. But just in case it wasn't, and to ensure her point was getting across his simple mind, she added in a small whisper, that only he could here, "unwanted vampires will be taken care of."
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Post by Gavin Monroe on Dec 13, 2008 17:17:56 GMT -5
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May
|Elite 4|
Ice Queen && Mind Reader
Posts: 47
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Post by May on Dec 13, 2008 18:44:53 GMT -5
{Maybeeee. May doesn't really do the whole 'friends' thing. But we could work out some kind of relationship. Like she is tolerant of him and he wants to be friends maybe? And after a while she starts warming up to him?}
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What was his deal? Why was he still standing here talking to her? Could he not take a hint? She felt her blood start to boil in rage. This was getting annoying. She didn't like it when people didn't fear her, and he certainly didn't seem to fear it. And that in itself was reason enough to question is sanity. She should be feared. She was feared. At least by everyone else with a half a brain in this town. Standing that close to him made her start to feel awkward. She never stood this close to someone for this long without them backing down in fear. And it was very clear he was not doing that.
Her mouth turned down slightly in a frown. Well, she did say she was bored. And he was sure providing her entertainment. Even if it resulted in aggravating her at the same time. She was fully aware of eyes on the two of them, wondering what her next move would be. So she quickly glanced over her shoulder and to the right, giving a hard glare to the group of book club members. One poor kid looked as if he almost had a heart attack, but they learned and turned their attention back down to their books and coffee. The others in the room took note and avoided the two vampires in the room.
Good for them. People in this town learn fast. She knew they would still be paying attention, and she was fine with that. As long as they weren't openly staring. At least she still had control over something, these mindless humans with a strange curiosity for anything out of the norm. Normal was way more interesting, they should learn that.
“However, why are you acting so bitchy? I’d like an explanation, please.” Her eyes turned back to him, her bright orbs glaring into his. Did he really just use the word 'bitchy' to her face? Sure, she knew what she was. But she didn't like people to tell her that. They had no place. He was getting on her nerves, and fast.
"Listen Monroe. Let's fast forward a bit, pretend you've been here for a while and know the rules. Then it shouldn't be so hard for you to keep your mouth shut and back off." She said all that in almost a growl, words hitting hard. She allowed her eyes to travel down him and back up, taking in his clothes and attitude and everything in between. She didn't try to hide the fact she was glancing him over, that would just be stupid.
And with that May turned around, dismissing him almost. She reached for her coffee, grabbing it in one hand, while the other hand reached in her pocket for her cell. It was as if she never had been interrupted. She didn't bother paying for her coffee, only turned, and began walking towards the door.
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Post by Gavin Monroe on Dec 13, 2008 19:50:22 GMT -5
((Well, it is up to you with what to do. I just asked so I will guide the way Gavin acts to whatever you want to have happen. Best friends, foes, someone to hang out with, etc. It would be nice to know though, that way he does not come on too strong or gets overly annoying.))
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May
|Elite 4|
Ice Queen && Mind Reader
Posts: 47
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Post by May on Dec 13, 2008 20:05:10 GMT -5
That little stupid bell jingled as she opened the door and started walking outside once more. Without even a slight pause her hand reached up, took the bell, and let it fall to the ground. All without stopping or glancing back behind her. There. Some of her frustration taken out on that damn little bell. But she wasn't really mad at the bell after all. It was more at the situation. The fact that he had gotten under her skin so quickly. And he hadn't even done anything wrong. He just...he reminded her of someone. Someone she couldn't remember. Someone from her life before she died and became...this. Maybe that's why she felt this anger towards him. He was a long lost memory of a life she couldn't remember, a life she had lost.
She let out a sigh and shook her head, blond curls dancing about her face softly. The weather outside was cold this harsh December evening, but it didn't phase her one bit. She was fine with the cold, loved it even. If it could be said that she loved anything that is. She slipped her phone back in her pocket, she never did end up sending that text to Jason. And now she just wasn't in the mood to deal with him, to deal with anyone really. Years of being a vampire had taught her to be cold, close off emotions. It would take more then one person to change that.
Footsteps were heard behind her. Great. Another aggravated sigh as she stopped walking. She slowly turned around, eying him once more. What was he doing? Why was he doing this? Didn't he get the hint just a few moments ago...? She shook her head as she looked up at him, standing a few feet away. Well, at least he learned not to get to close to her again. That was something she supposed.
"You just don't give up do you?" She took a breath, allowing the fresh crisp air to into her lungs. Breathing wasn't required but it was something she still liked to do from time to time. Like now.
"Those rules have to do with me not liking people near me. Didn't you notice everyone else back there? Keeping their distance, their heads down. I like it that way."
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Post by Gavin Monroe on Dec 13, 2008 21:04:24 GMT -5
((Now you got me curious about her history with that first paragraph))
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May
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Ice Queen && Mind Reader
Posts: 47
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Post by May on Dec 14, 2008 18:38:58 GMT -5
At his question she let a sly smile slip onto her face. If there was one thing she really did enjoy it was this, causing people confusion and wonder. She loved making her way into people's minds, their thoughts, their ideas, and would grab one little piece of information. Then she would use it, the other person often would be confused. After all, how could she know something when they just met? It gave her that air of confidence, a mysterious aurora surrounding her all the more.
So, with that sly smile still in place, she gave a small shake of her head, as if to say, you will never know. And he probably wouldn't. After all, how many people really knew of her ability to read thoughts, dip into other's minds? Not many, that's for sure. Actually, she was pretty sure it was only Vi. At least out of all the people here in Newport. There were others...but they were long gone, who knows where. And she wasn't about to start thinking about them...not now...not after she had trained herself to forget them.
May was an interesting person, she, unlike most, worked to forget her past. When others strive to remember every little memory, she is here attempting to erase them, not hold onto them at all. No one was really sure why she did this, hell she wasn't even really sure why. The only thing she knew was the past hurt you, it didn't help to remember it. So to forgot it, put it in a forgotten corner in her mind. It worked well for her, ans she wasn't about to stop now.
The sun was almost hidden completely now, a soft glow of the evening sky and a few street lamps being the only source of light. All the better. She preferred the dark. Of course, most vampire's did. It was in the dark that they came alive, their senses heightened, their powers stronger, everything increased in the dark. And she loved it. The wind shifted slightly, picking up a bit. Even better. Tonight was starting to look up...if only she could get rid of this vampire.
...except, she wasn't sure if she wanted to get rid of him. Something about him reminded her of someone. Her forgotten past. And she...
She shook her head. No, she wasn't about to think about any of this. She wasn't going to dive into a pool of lost memories. Not tonight, and certainly not with or because of him. And just like that her sly smile was gone, replaced with a face of indifference. "I know everything...this is my town after all."
And then she did something else. She showed interest. She didn't dip into his mind, she didn't get the answer herself. Instead she actually asked him. And later, thinking back upon this conversation, she would not be able to figure out why she did it. She wouldn't be able to understand even herself. And that was one thing she hated. She despised not knowing why she did something.
"Why are you in Newport Monroe?"
((haha, yeah. I don't even know her past...just going with the flow. It will come along I'm sure. And I was thinking about them...it could start off she thinks he is annoying, but there is something about him that she can't shake off. Example, he reminds her of someone in her past. So she doesn't just get rid of him. And slowly he could start causing old memories to come up, and she hates that. So she starts getting angry at him...and actually showing emotion, not being cold. Which she hardly EVER does.))
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Post by Gavin Monroe on Dec 14, 2008 22:25:32 GMT -5
((We can do that.)) Gavin could feel night approaching New-Port. It stung his skin. He was familiar with this darkness, manipulating it into strength, a skill, his power. His ability was strange nonetheless, different from the ordinary vampirism traits. Only the kin of a Monroe vampire has the chance of receiving it at birth. An eerie glow circled the street lamps like always, dotted out by insects and specks of dust. A lamp flicked as he walked underneath it. He seemed to slip away for a moment, returning with the light.
It was later than he anticipated. This conversation with May was occupying most of his time, not that he had anything else to do that is. All he planned for the evening was to return to his townhouse, maybe read a book chapter, or watch the scheduled hockey game. However, that was not of any great importance. Red Wings usually came out with a win in the finial 3rd.
“I know everything…this is my town after all.” Gavin held back a smile and a comeback involving the need for asking him why he was here if she knew everything. He was smart enough not to talk to her that way. He had more common sense than she implied.
A soft melody rang through his head. A loud crack of a gun shooting, the cry of agony, and a feeling of warm human blood. It was most pleasing at the time; however, it was cut short, literally. He snickered, “You expect me to tell you when I don’t know you, let alone your name?” He sighed. Well, if she knew his name there must be some way to find this. “Let’s just say I came across New-Port by accident.”
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May
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Ice Queen && Mind Reader
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Post by May on Dec 15, 2008 3:50:33 GMT -5
The blond watched this stranger, knowing full well that it would only take a single thought and she could dive into all his memories, all his thoughts. One second and she could know everything, she could know things that he didn't even know. It wouldn't be that difficult. Of course getting that much information wouldn't come without any consequences...it would hurt. A whole lot. Even for a vampire, whose tolerance for pain is high to begin with. If she went in to far...she might never even come out. But that wasn't the only reason she didn't try.
Respect. Not for him exactly, but for vampires in general. She never took more then just a tid bit of info from vampires that were still on her good side. Name, age, make sure they were telling the truth. That sort of stuff. Never memories, unless they were on her bad side and she needed to know. Which didn't happen that often, not in the last 30 years or so at least. There had been no big fights recently. Not that she was com planing exactly. It was just odd.
And while she could get anything she wanted out of anyone with just a single thought...she was incapable of getting her own memories. She had tried before, more then once. And it had hurt just as much as if she was doing it to someone else...but nothing. She couldn't come up with any answers, any memories before she was turned. Just a few little glimpses. She gained more information from her dreams nightmares. At least they gave her something. A smell, a taste, a flash of a person.
Without even noticing she had zoned out, to caught up in her own thoughts to even notice the flicker of the guy before her. Instead she shook her head, coming out of her thoughts and worries and back to the here and now. He was talking, he had said something.
"...when I don’t know you, let alone your name?” She caught the last part of his sentence, and that was enough to gather that he wasn't sharing. She gave a shrug, it didn't interest her that much after all. She didn't get interested by many people these days. Everyone was the same. When you've been around for a while you tended to catch that part. Generic versions of everyone. A few little things changed but for the most part, the same.
"Let’s just say I came across New-Port by accident.” The way he said that...the way his voice sounded...damn it. She actually had to stop for a moment, bringing her slender hand up to her head, closing her eyes slightly, as if she had a sudden headache. She didn't. He just...she swallowed and after a second it passed. That almost memory being brought up. She shook her head, let out a breath of air, and just like that was back as if nothing had happened. As if he hadn't given her two almost memories in under five minutes...more then her dreams had done. But still, it reviled nothing.
Normally she would have gave a nod and turned around, leaving the stranger alone. Normally she would forget him instantly. Normally she would not still be standing here. But of course, normally she didn't have a person remind her of something she couldn't remember. So instead she gave him something. "May." She simply said, looking back up at Gavin, who was much taller then she was. "My name. It's Emily May."
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