Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:06:41 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:06:50 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:07:33 AM)
Following him to the familiar elevator, she looks around. "I didn't get much of a look last time. Nervousness, and there was this one creep who kept asking me to sleep with him." Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she smiles wryly in his direction.

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:09:52 AM)
*he grins back* I only asked once... and who could blame me... you're stunning *he places a key into the elevator and it opens, he motions for her to go in, he will follow. Once inside* You're a very interesting person Isabella... *he presses the button and the door closes* a bit of an enigma.

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:11:20 AM)
She pads inside, sliding the backpack off her shoulders. Stopping just beside the elevator, she toes off her tennis shoes and walks further in, wearing a pair of blue and limegreen toesocks with what looks like sheep on them. "Thank you... I think. I try to be as straight forward as I know how to be, but... it doesn't always work that way."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:13:50 AM)
*he presses the button and the elevator begins to rise, he glances down at her momentarily* Your friends are very interesting as well... I find it quite odd that you all seem to come from very different backgrounds... though I'm beginning to see what the link that binds you is. *The elevator is about halfway up*

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:19:49 AM)
She bends down and picks up her shoes, holding them in her left hand. "We share more in common than you think, Will. For instance, Amos is teaching me how he survives out in the bayou. We met a while ago, when I was really upset about my lover... leaving me." She seems to have started saying one thing, then changes it. "There is more to this than you think, Will. A lot more."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:22:37 AM)
*Will catches the reference to the former lover and gives her a curious look* I see *The elevator climbs to the top and a little bell dings as the elevator door opens to his personal door. He places his key in one lock and then the other and pushes the door open, allowing her to enter first.* Welcome back, grinning *he follows her in, and closes the door before beginning to remove his shoes*

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:24:25 AM)
(antilag post)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:25:46 AM)
She drops her shoes just inside the door and pads into the living room in her socks. Slipping the backpack off her shoulders, she gently lowers it onto the couch, then smiles. "Thanks."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:27:19 AM)
*Will indicates the couch* Turn on some music if you like, remotes by the couch... I'll get us some drinks... I have a feeling this will be a deep conversation.

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:27:36 AM)
She nods. "Just coffee for me, if you have some."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:27:50 AM)
*Will nods and heads into the kitchen*

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:29:25 AM)
*Will quickly brews some expensive coffee with vanilla extract and then will make his way back into the living room* (you got time to do something if you want)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:30:58 AM)
Isabella meanders over to the couch and runs her hand over the fabric of the arm, then heads over to the window and view. Standing there, she gazes out across the city, wrapping her arms around her waist, obviously deep in thought.

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:32:51 AM)
*Eventually Will returns, and seeing Isabella on the balcony, he moves to her and sets the drinks on the stone ledge, moving in behind her and gently smelling the scent of her hair as he moves to stand beside her* I hope you like it... Its real Columbian... as in I got it in Columbia last week *grins* There's a lot you don't know about me Isabella.

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:34:57 AM)
She lifts the coffee and wraps her hands around it with a small smile. "There's a lot you don't know about me, either, Will." Sipping the coffee with a small murmur of enjoyment, she turns and heads back into the living room. "Inside would probably be better for this. Less chance of scaring some innocent bystander."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:39:35 AM)
*Will furrows his brows a bit at her statement* Scaring innocent bystanders *chuckles and looks her over* You better not be a man. *Will brings his drink back inside and sits on the couch, patting the space next to him. He hits a button for some easy listening music, down low enough to where they can still talk, and then stretches out his legs*

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:41:29 AM)
She stays standing, but sets her coffee cup down on the table near the sofa. "You may want to put your coffee down for this."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:42:38 AM)
*Will gives her a curious look and then sets the coffee cup down on the side table* I'm curious as to what you are going to show me that is going to answer the questions I've had. *he looks up at the beautiful woman in plain clothing*

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:42:50 AM)
(pause real quick dog says he needs to poop)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:44:33 AM)
((k))

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:44:35 AM)
(oh tell me what your torment skill is if you're doing revelation... there's a roll i gotta make... but i'll roll when i'm back with the dog)

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:44:43 AM)
(torment level sorry)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:44:46 AM)
(torment is 4)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 10:53:14 AM)
Turning her back to him, she sighs softly. Suddenly, the scent of patchouli and sandalwood drifts through the room on unseen fingers of wind. As she slowly turns back around, her human features seem to melt into otherwordly beauty. She raises her eyes to watch his face, and smiles sadly. "It seems that a picture would prove it to you better." Suddenly, a pair of black wings unfold from her back, fanning the air around her and spreading that scent that is uniquely hers. Her feet stay grounded, and she stands facing him. "William, we are not satan worshipping hippies. I am elohim. I was there at the creation of the world. My name is unimportant right now, but you may continue to call me Isabella, if it makes you feel better. As trite as this sounds, please do not be afraid of me. I won't hurt you."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:56:32 AM)
(excuse me the roll is my wp vs diff of your faith... not torment... p 254 of core)

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:57:19 AM)
(what is your faith score so i can do the roll)

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 10:58:06 AM)
(you still wearing your clothes as well?)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:01:57 AM)
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Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:04:02 AM)
*Will's eyes widen slightly, though he quickly gains his wits and nods as if in confirmation of something* I see. *listening to her say "we" confirms even more. He leans forward, seemingly very calm* So you're not satan worshipping hippies... they are and you're the devil *raises an eyebrow questioningly then remembers something* or one of the fallen *seems to nod to himself. He seems completely unperterbed that she is a demon standing in the middle of his living room* By the way, the wings are pretty hot... Isabella 10/31/11 14:59:42 Will Barrett rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 3 to WP Roll for Revelation: 2, 6, 9, 9, 3, 7 : 5 successes

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:05:32 AM)
(bet you didn't expect that reaction lol)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:08:13 AM)
She steps closer to him and smiles faintly. "I'm not the devil. There isn't one. I am an angel. I was sent to protect humanity after they had passed over into the next realm. I was given the task of deciding who deserves a second chance. You, however, I do not know about. You seem to live a life of danger and mystique that I cannot touch, but there are things that haunt you like a set of bad ghosts. Would you like to see your ghosts, Will?"

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:14:03 AM)
*furrows his brows a bit and sits up straighter as she approaches, he unconsciously strokes his jacket where his gun is then thinks better of it... what the hell can he do if she decided to... he blinks at her mention of ghosts* No not particularly... *his eyes seem to contemplate the situation, looking her over both in awe and wary at the same time* You're right... you're not the devil... the devil wouldn't need me to get him... her... whatever a job... and the devil... or an angel would likely realize that Will is not my real name *raises a speculative brow* How about we sit down and get to know each other a little bit better... Isabella... or whatever your name really is. *glances at the impractibility of her wings being able to sit on the couch*

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:14:51 AM)
(Will Barret has quite a bit of willpower and courage for a mortal)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:16:25 AM)
She smiles faintly and tucks her wings tight against her back, sinking down onto the couch. As she sits, she swallows her wings back wherever they go, and tucks her feet up underneath her, one knee pressed against her chest. "You are right. Will is not your name. They are calling you by another name... Wolfgang?"

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:19:41 AM)
*at this he actually seems startled* Holy shit! How the hell... *glances at her again* The ghosts?!? *raises a quizzical brow and glances around though he sees nothing* I'm going to need a stronger drink than coffee *Will grabs a bottle of Jack from the table beside the couch and doesn't bother to mix it, instead he takes a long draw on it straight, he unconsciously offers her the bottle*

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:22:22 AM)
She smiles and shakes her head. "No thank you, I'm fine. Did you think this was some cheap parlor trick, Will? I assure you, I do not lie. Not if I can help it..."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:23:00 AM)
*Placing his elbow on his knee he looks down at the floor then over at Isabella and back down* So you're an angel... of death I'm guessing considering the spirit thing you talked about.... *sits back up and taking another swig, already starting to feel a bit tipsy from the strong drink* So I'm confused... if you're like the angel of death or whatever... why do you need a job singing? It seems a bit mundane for one such as yourself.

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:26:59 AM)
She smiles faintly at him. "I may be an angel, but I still have to pay bills. Besides, can you see my resumè? 'Singer at House of Blues, Angel of Death'... they would lock me up for being a crazy person for that."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:28:41 AM)
*Will slightly tipsy chuckles at the ridiculousness of her statement* An angel of death with a sense of humor *he shakes his head grinning once more* And I guess your friends are angels as well... Amos, Annabella, Brianna, Chris, Paige, Peyton, and Samuel? *raises an eyebrow*

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:29:56 AM)
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Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:30:41 AM)
(ooc obviously I know that annabella and brianna aren't demons, but will doesn't know that... yet)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:32:31 AM)
She smiles and shakes her head. "About them, I cannot say. But what about you? Why did you change your name?"

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:34:07 AM)
Job gone bad... had to relocate. *takes a long draw of the Jack once more, not quite drunk yet but quite tipsy... he looks into her eyes for a long moment* Wait a minute... if you're the angel of death... are you here to kill me *he suddenly feels wary* Like the grim reaper or whatever? Listen... ask your ghost friends... I can keep my mouth shut... I'm a professional.

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:36:45 AM)
She smiles and shakes her head. "They will tell me what they think is the truth. I am not a grim reaper, though. Those silly stories, I do wonder where humans came up with them. I am not here to kill you, Will. But I would like to give you a chance to redeem yourself, a chance to change the path you are going down." She shifts and turns to face him. "Will, you are starting to ask a lot of questions that have gotten you noticed by some people. More to the point, there is that little problem where you tried to kidnap a good friend of mine. If you keep going as you are, the next time you see one of us, it will not be me, and they will not be willing to listen to you talk. They will just kill you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:37:21 AM)
(brb phone)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:37:25 AM)
((k))

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:40:48 AM)
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Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:43:54 AM)
*furrows his brows questioningly* Kidnap someone? What the hell are you talking about?

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:45:56 AM)
She quirks a brow at him. "There was an incident where you kept trying to get someone to get in the car with you... to hear her tell it, you were trying to kidnap her. Are you saying that is not what happened?"

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:48:50 AM)
*blinks* You're serious *he looks stunned* That is definately NOT what happend *if you were to look into his eyes you could see he's telling the truth* Though I believe you are speaking of the woman named Brianna... I saw her on the street and pulled over to the side, rolling down my window *the words spill forth* I said I knew some of her friend and asked her if she'd like to get in the car because I was holding up traffic and we could talk while I drive *he takes another swig of his drink... smaller this time* she declined so I pulled over and we went into a cafe to talk... hell I even gave her my business card... that woman is batty if she thinks I was trying to kidnap her.

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:53:04 AM)
She does another slow blink at him, then nods. "I will trust what you say. However, she is a friend of someone much more powerful than me, and it would be unwise to attempt such a thing again. She does seem a little high-strung. Perhaps I can talk to her, find out what happened from her point of view. If it matches yours, then we will let the situation drop." She shakes her head and turns to him with a smile. "Now, Will. You know my secret. You, however, will find that I am not completely without mercy. Most who see my true form are either dead, or will soon be. How do I know I can trust you not to talk about this with anyone else?"

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:55:36 AM)
*ponders* I have been in the business of keeping secrets for a very long time Isabella... it's part of my business as a transporter... I keep my mouth shut and deliver the package. Check into it if you like... and you said that you weren't here to kill me anyway... *sighs and leans back in the couch* Is your word good?

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:57:21 AM)
"Then it seems we are at an impasse. I know my word is good, you know yours is good, but we do not know if we can trust each other." She smiles and settles her chin on her bent knee. "Time will tell, then. However, if you should need something of me, you only have to call. You have my number, yes?"

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 11:57:32 AM)
((gotta go clean the catbox out... brb))

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:59:00 AM)
*Will nods* Yes I have it... *he mutters to himself* I have the Angel of Death's cellphone *widens his eyes in disbelief then glances at her* I assure you I will not speak of your true nature and will likely be in touch with you soon.

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 11:59:50 AM)
(OK I gotta clean the house myself... I'll wait for your post though before I start)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 12:03:56 PM)
She smiles at him warmly. "I look forward to it." She grins a little. "I never got to thank you for getting me that job at Crims. I wonder what the manager would do if he knew he had an angel singing for him." She laughs softly, then sobers, though her eyes still twinkle with mirth. "Will, you seem to me to be the kind of man who can keep a secret. Do not go blabbing about this to anyone, and I will keep quiet about your true name as well. It seems we both have enemies who would go to great lengths to see us eliminated from the playing field, as it were."

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 12:07:02 PM)
*Will nods, then stands* My word is bond *he extends his hand to help her from the seat* I'm going to take a few days off from work to think thinks over, you've confirmed some suspicions I've had, though I have many more questions. *once she takes his hand he'll help her stand and then leads her towards the door* Oh right... you don't have a car *furrows his brows* You need a ride home or something?

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 12:09:47 PM)
She grins. "Well, I cannot exactly go flying around the city in broad daylight. But I can call a taxi, it's no big deal." She bends down and retrieves her purse from the backpack and heads over to the elevator, slipping her shoes on. "Oh, one other thing, Will." She turns back, her eyes shimmering with that otherworldly light again. "If there ever comes a time that you cannot reach me on my phone, my real name is Kalika. Call out to me and I shall be by your side as quickly as possible." With that, she steps into the elevator and turns around, smiling at him with a small wave.

Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 12:10:34 PM)
*Will nods* Taxi's on me Kalika, just speak to the doorman (end scene)

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 12:11:04 PM)
((good RP, hun... i'll catch up with you later, ok?))

Isabella Perez (Oct 31, 2011 12:11:18 PM)
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Will Barrett (Oct 31, 2011 12:25:09 PM)
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