Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:18:30 PM)
(This user has entered Driving.... (off a cliff)) (IP = 67.161.182.247)

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:18:41 PM)
(This user has entered Driving.... (off a cliff)) (IP = 121.223.6.235)

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:18:53 PM)
(Fine! It's your car :P)

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:19:38 PM)
(*chuckles*)

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:20:18 PM)
(Your room, your post :P)

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:20:23 PM)
*The voice of Eminem serenades them as they drive along the streets, Anthony tapping along to the beat as he moves the car towards the highway, cutting off another car and flipping off the driver as he darts in front of him*

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:22:05 PM)
*Her head shaking a little she remains leant against the door so that she can watch his profile as he drives, the flashing lights of the city passing them by acting as a backdrop that seemed strangely in sync with the music.* So are we going anywhere special or just ... away?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:23:33 PM)
Well, I don't know, there's this cliff I like, you know..... *glancing at her with a grin, not really paying attention to the road now that they're on the highway*

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:24:48 PM)
*She laughs at that, shaking her head a little.* Anthony I have no objections to you driving yourself off a cliff if you really want to experience it, but let me out first okay?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:26:43 PM)
Perhaps I just wantd to get you alone, so that I could finally have my way with you. I figure a car is as good a place as any, no?

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:27:48 PM)
*She grins at that, the amusement fairly dancing in her eyes.* Yes because my weak female mind -must- succumb to your charms the moment we are alone and I am without a chaperone.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:29:09 PM)
Well yes, that's ~usually~ how it goes, isn't it? I mean, truthfully, can you see any other way of this evening turning out?

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:30:04 PM)
Many. *She continues to smile at him.* But then again that's likely because I was crazy enough to go and fall desperately in love... it happens to the best of us.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:34:43 PM)
Well it doesn't happen to me, but I suppose to others, it must. Certainly enough girls have had the annoying habit of falling in love with me; thus necessitating me to jettison them immediately... *he shrugged a bit, dismissing the thought* But we didn't come here to talk about your longings, did we?

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:35:55 PM)
I don't know. *She smiles over to him curiously, something about moving through the night in their own little world with the radio playing bringing about a comforting sense of contentment.* Is there a reason we came here?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:37:30 PM)
I don't know. Perhaps just a chance to talk to another Fallen. It's not like I know too many of them in this city, Aideen... Sometimes it's good to connect to one of them.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:38:48 PM)
*She nods, continuing to watch him drive.* So that means we get to talk about your longings. Do you know they are yet or are they still mysteirous ellusive things without names?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:39:28 PM)
My longings? Am I allowed to have longings? I thought that was forbidden still...

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:40:14 PM)
Are you still playing by old rules Hastur? *She speaks gently, a soft question lilting in her voice.*

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:42:32 PM)
Never. I play be my rules, but it's not as if I've had an opportunity to see the rules being used here and now. I see Fallen carving out kingdoms for themselves, like medieval lords though, subscribing to human laws.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:43:43 PM)
Maybe. *She continues to watch him, her gaze never wavering.* Or perhaps their medieval lords tried their utmost to mimic us and failed to do so.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:45:43 PM)
One way or another, that's what I see. The host shattered; the Legions scattered and no sign of the generals to be had. Nor of an enemy either, which I suppose, leaves us to turn on ourselves, no? After all, we spent ten thousand years doing just that in the Abyss, I suppose it's more natural to us now than ever before.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:47:38 PM)
Yes well you've obviously seen the vast array of enemies I have and the speed with which my wicked plans grow and snake their way through the city.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:49:01 PM)
I speak less on a personal level and more what I saw at our little gathering; the attacks from a neighboring barony, or county or what have you. I'm sure that within this city, we're one big happy party, all willing to pitch in and support each other in the name of the greater good.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:51:30 PM)
If we both keep using sarcasm and mixing it with honesty, we'll never know what anything means. *She points over to a sign that promises a scenic lookout a little up ahead, drawing his attention to it.* You're right though. The host isn't here and so instead it seems that everyone wants to rule the world and their struggling for that pleasure. We're in foreign territory, who knows what is the right way to step?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:52:29 PM)
Off the cliff, of course.... *And he turns the car towards the turnout, slowing it down and wheeling it towards the vista*

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:53:28 PM)
Is that what you think we're all doing? Paving the way to our own destruction?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 10:56:35 PM)
Not at all. But it should be the way we step, nonetheless. There is enlightenment to be had in falling; and a phoenix can not be born unless he immolated himself first.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 10:59:05 PM)
Haven't we already fallen far enough Hastur? *Her eyes drift away from him and towards the window, looking out at that shadowy shapes they pass.* Can't this be the time of our rebirth?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:00:10 PM)
*Rolling the car to a stop, he kills the motor and the music* So what sort of future do you see for us, Aideen?

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:01:37 PM)
I see us as Lords of this world, rebuilding, recreating what once was. *She turns towards him once more, her eyes locking onto his.* Only this time it will be for us and not for them that we labor.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:03:25 PM)
That's a nice story, at least... *shaking his head as he looks out over the midnight vista* How's that going to stand up against every other Michael, Gabriel and Uriel out there that wants the same thing/

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:05:01 PM)
They'll see Anthony. *She undoes the seatbelt, letting it slide up and behind her so she can lean a little forwards.* Every day we spend here it becomes clearer and clearer that humanity cannot govern itself, that they are not worthy of this world. Sooner or later everyone will see that it is -we- who are the true inheritors of this world.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:08:16 PM)
Two problems with that thought process, little P... *freeing himself of his own restraints, before he opens the car door and takes a step outside.*

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:09:42 PM)
*She smiles at that and opens the door, stepping out before letting it fall shut behind her and look at him over the roof to the car.* Are you going to tell me Anthony, or do I have to guess?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:12:31 PM)
Well I'd like to see if you've spotted the flaw in your reasoning, just yet, Little P, my love. *he scrambles up onto the hood of the car; basking in the warmth of the engine as it slowly cools down*

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:16:07 PM)
*Leaning against the hood of the car she crosses one ankle over the other and turns her face to the side to look at him.* You think we will all fight for dominance until we destroy eachother? We won't Hastur. We are creatures of heirachy and order. Most have no desire to lead and others when they find someone worthy of leading them feel more relief than resentment. Honestly, wouldn't you love to find a lord that was worthy of you?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:19:25 PM)
No, I wouldn't. There was once a lord worthy of me, and he was gone when we needed him most. That's the problem with lords, you get to rely on them too much, and when they are gone? *He slaps his hands together* But yes, I think we'll devour ourselves alive, so to speak. That to dream of rulership is wonderful, but when you are one of a thousand doing so? We will have a thousand kingdoms and ten thousand wars. And we may end up united in the end, but we will shatter the world in getting there.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:22:02 PM)
We will rebuild the world Anthony. *She looks from him to the view offered by the lookout, her eyes lingering on the twinkling lights of the city in the distance.* It's already been shattered. You may not want to find one worthy following but for many of us it's different. I can still feel that strange isolation, that sense of floating freely without my place in creation designated and acknowledged. Most of us can. Each new returned Falllen I meet wants one thing above all else. They want to remembered, acknowledged, they want their place in creation affirmed.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:24:24 PM)
Come here Aideen. *he pats the car hood next to him* Come join me up here, just for a moment.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:25:29 PM)
*She smiles and slips up onto the hood of the car at his side, legs stretching out before her as her ankles cross over eachother.* You never struck me as the kind of guy who would risk scuffing his paintwork like this.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:27:22 PM)
Why not? I have money enough to fix it. I could buy the world, if I needed to, if that would help anything. *sliding behing her, he hooks his legs around her pulling him between her legs and leaning her back so that her head rested against his chest, gazing upwards at the sky* What do you see, Aideen?

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:29:31 PM)
*She leans back against him, free of any sign of self consciousness or embarassment at being so close to him. Her eyes lingering obediantly on the stars above she becomes quiet for a moment before remembering her thoughts earlier in the evening when star gazing.* A slightly obscured vision of what was. You?

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:35:53 PM)
Pinpricks on a black cardboard cutout. Do you remember what it was, love? *his hands are fastened around her stomach, lightly draped over her, though he doesn't seem to be intending to cop a feel or slide her shirt up at all.* The dimensions involved? We could see the distance between stars; the sky was not an upside down colander, it was a vast network, a masterpiece of creation that lined the sky. The stars had names and faces; they were not lifeless balls of burning gas. I took you there... *he points up to one of the stars, high in the sky* once, after autumn turned to winter and we were free of our duties for a span. We gazed down upon earth from impossible heights, and marveled at the azure marble, suspended twixt planets of red and gold; orbiting a jewelled sun.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:37:58 PM)
*She drinks in his words as her eyes linger upon the sky above. Her hand falling over his, keeps his arm wrapped around her as she slowly closes her eyes, her words but a whisper against the stillness of night as she almost holds her breath in anticipation.* Show me. Please, I want to see it again, I want to remember.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:41:18 PM)
I can show you memories... *And he does so; flickering visions of the world lost; Sights that their now-mortal eyes are incapable of seeing. The turning of the universe on a clockwork level; the chaos turning smoothly to an unknowable design; and for a brief moment, they both lose themselves in images, before those fade*.... but that world is lost in memories.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:45:16 PM)
*He hears her breathing shift as she watches the visions played out in her minds eye, her hand tightening around his wrist in responce, a smile of pure longing upon her lips as they continue and when she speaks her voice is hushed and tinged with awe.* We created it Hastur. It only ever existed because -we- willed it to exist. If it remains in our minds we can make it real again and then you and I will fly to the highest stars and dance amongst them once more, while winter falls and my work is momentarily at an end.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:50:24 PM)
And that brings me to my second point, Aideen. If, for some miraculous reason, the thousand-headed beast can co-exist and unite behind one leader, to bring humanity into line for a purpose.... we are but mortal. We live within human shells, are swayed by human emotions and ideals, and limited by that form. Even when I shed the form, for a time, it is not as it once was... a pale reflection of our power. The Abyss calls, you can feel it as well as I; the prison is cracked, but unless it is shattered and destroyed, we will never again be what we were.

Paige Villawood (Oct 30, 2011 11:53:05 PM)
*His words act as a match to her mind, sending up flames of sudden thought that had not occured to her. He feels her become suddenly very still in his arms, almost locked in place. She breathes in and out in sudden shallow breaths.* It would change everything wouldn't it? If we could find a way to utterly shatter the prison that held us.... that's what has begun our second chance in this world, it's the only thing that can really lead to us reclaiming what is ours by right.

Anthony S Barajas (Oct 30, 2011 11:53:53 PM)
*he just nods; saying nothing, but she can feel the movement ripping through his torso, where she lays on his chest, and he gives her a bit of a squeeze*