After showing Cleo to her own room, Angel went pass Shadow's room once more and peeped in through the door that was ajar and smiled at the sleeping feral. Angel slid down the stairs and stopped at the foot of it, scanning the array of photographs that decorated the walls. She chuckled at the many pictures of her and the old man. She came to this place as a simple chinese maid, but left as someone's extended family. Maybe a little to extended. "you just had to give me this entire place eh old man?" She whispered to herself. "And create all this trouble."
Shadow slept a heavily dreamless sleep as if she hadnt slept for days. She was exhausted and sore and enjoyed the quiet comforting sound of the country. Birds sang and chirped, the breeze tickled the trees making them sway in laughter, the green-borwn grass swayed in waves.
Her sub concious heard all this and she couldnt help but smile. She curled up and snuggled the pillow more.
Post by slidershal on Feb 21, 2004 21:11:21 GMT -5
Cleo had only pretended to go to bed. Though she was exhausted, she needed to know more about this place and what was going on here. Silently, she followed Angel. She hid behind a corner as the woman talked to Terry.
"You're only human," Terry said.
"Yeah but not completely either."
What does that mean?? Cleo thought, suddenly very wary of their host...
"You know you shouldn't let that ut so often." Terry pointed out? Angel whipped her head back up, "Let what out? The fact that I'm more feline than human and those *astards called the agents were the cause of it?" Terry kept silent but listened. "The old man knew about it. That's why he kept me here Terry. He could've just let the people he worked for know about me. The one they were searching for was after all staying in this very place. He saved me."
"the Old man who owned this place and gave it to you as well." Terry toyed with the table's glossy top. "He knew why the Agents were looking for you and what you are." "It does question his loyalty to his than employers doesn't it?" angel added. "And if the Agents know their little creation, which may I remind, is you yourself, they'll never let the old man's grave in one piece not to mention try to get you again. It won't be a good thing for you or even 'The one' the Agents've been searching for." "You think I don't know that?" Angel hissed. "I rather die than to be used by those Agenst again."
A sudden cold draft bolted Shadow awake. SHe looked around and no windows where open. Something was wrong and Shadow could feel it. She got out of bed and her sore wounded body protested. SHe ignored it and crept out of her room. SHe looked in the one across from her and Cleo was not there. She found her at the edge of the stairs.
"SHHH," Cleo hushed her up and motioned for her to come to her.
Shadow did so and heard talking...the voices of Angel and Terry. SHe caught the end of the conversation
"And if the Agents know their little creation, which may I remind, is you yourself, they'll never let the old man's grave in one piece not to mention try to get you again. It won't be a good thing for you or even 'The one' the Agents've been searching for." "You think I don't know that?" Angel hissed. "I rather die than to be used by those Agenst again."