[R] Immortalis IC (BewareNinjaLuna x Girly)

[Girly Woman]

Paulette looked around the cozy little apartment. Well, cozy accept for the work out space and the three computers. And the safe containing a gun. Other than those things, the apartment was quite cozy! Paulette tossed her Damion-stained things unceremoniously onto a chair. She wanted to burn them. She hoped that Sophie would have other things that she could borrow. Judging by the vanity in Sophie's bedroom, Paulette was fairly certain Sophie would have something she could borrow to walk back to her own place. She listened to Sophie's conversation. How did the man already know about Damion? She was fairly certain that Damion hadn't emerged until the humans had run too far away...wait...the vampires could have spotted Damion from that distance. Anyway, the Resistance seemed well-organized, which was very good. They would really need to be on top of things just to take on Julian alone. Julian plus the Immortalis was a whole different story... She sighed. It seemed so very hopeless sometimes, especially right after one encountered Damion. She glanced out of the window. She used to love Paris with all of her heart and soul. Now, however, it just seemed sinister to her.

She sat down on the couch indicated by Sophie, smiling her gratitude. She accepted the whiskey. She wasn't really a whiskey girl, but she needed the alcohol to calm her frazzled nerves. She sipped it, making a face as the cough-syrup-tasting liquid burned down her throat. Paulette had every intention of keeping as many details about herself secret, especially now that Sophie had already told someone that Paulette "true as they come". Paulette said, "What do you want to know?"

[BewareNinjaLuna]

Sophie put down the glass without taking a sip; alcohol gave her head aches, especially mixed with cups of coffee still in her system from the long hours at the cafe. She crossed her legs under her body, obviously much more relaxed in her own home, and not exactly strict professional. That just wasn't how Soph opperated. Who felt comfertable when everyone was ridged? Maybe some more than others, but she could honestly care less. Before speaking, she noted the ruined clothing that Paulette was wearing, and reminded herself that she should offer some cloths she could take for the way back home.

"I suppose I won't need every hidden detail, but I do need to know some things that you might not exactly be. . . " She squinted her eyes lightly, moving her hands back and forth very lightly as she spoke - a natrual habit, "completely comfortable talking about." Her eyes grew a bit harder, but not rude, or overpowering. She needed Paulette to know that this wasn't gossip time, and what she wanted to know, needed to be expressed; for the safety of the group, and Paulette's own self. "There are going to be missions, and most of the time, we don't get together in a coffee shop to talk about why we dislike the Immortalis." She paused, "And I need to know strenghts, weeknesses, enimies, people you will work well with." Sophia shifted around until her feet were on the floor, and she was leaning forward on her elbows, which were resting on her knees softly. "This is not the time for secrets, and before we even begin to think about sharing our deepest, darkest secrets - which I'm not asking for right now - I need to know that you know that you cannot hide anything from me. I won't tell the others if it won't affect them, but I also need this from you. Can I trust you enough to assume you'll be telling me the truth, and not leaving details out?" Without giving her much time to answer, Sophie sat back, resting her boney hands in her lap.

"Now, first things first." Her face was soft, and open, but her brown eyes were still hard, and a bit caged. She was still reading Paulette. Any hint of lying, or keeping of secrets, she had to know. If one thing was left out, something could cave the whole uprising - though Soph didn't know that for sure, but she wasn't going to wait around long enough to find out. "When, and how did you first cross paths with Damion?"

[Girly Woman]

Paulette paused to gather her thoughts. She took another sip of her drink. Sophie had said that they weren't sharing deep dark secrets, so she could tell the story, and tell the truth, without telling every little detail. She put her drink down and leaned forward, looking straight into Sophie's eyes. Her blue eyes were honest and determined. She said, "First, I want you to know that you can trust me completely. I am not the bravest person, as you have noticed. However, I will never betray the Resistance. I believe in it fully and will do everything in my power to help take down the Immortalis." Her eyes grew a bit fierce when she made that last statement.

That being said, Paulette leaned back on the couch, taking another sip of her drink and looking up at the ceiling. She said, "Damion...he entered my life like a tornado of energy, power, charisma, and danger. He left just as quickly. It is rare for Damion to remain in one place for an extended period of time; he gets bored very easily, especially by vampire standards. Of course, I had no idea what he was capable of at that time. I just thought he was some childish vampire who just happened to be older than most. Of course..." She suddenly sat forward and drained her drink, the memories of the meeting in the alley suddenly flooding back. "...Of course, now I, and everyone else in the world, know what he is capable of. Sometimes I wonder..." She trailed off, shaking her head. Sophie had asked how she met Damion. Speculation on Damion could come later. She continued, "He showed up in my apartment one night, about 50 years ago. I opened my door and he was sitting in a chair, drinking a glass of wine, acting as if it was perfectly normal for him to be there. Even my baby vampire senses at the time could tell that he was no vampire to mess around with. He claimed that he visited all pretty newborns." Paulette rolled her eyes and giggled in a weird nervous/crazy way. "I played along with him for about a week. He disappeared as suddenly as he showed up." It was all the truth. The only detail that was left out was why Damion actually shown up: he wanted to see Paulette because he knew her sire, who had also been there at the time.