Revealed-Micha

[Maj. Keita Ann Delwin]

Time:Day
Place: Resturant on patio table
Lyrics: Somday-Rob Thomas

You can hide

----------------------------- hold all your feelings inside .

Some said that time went by quickly…to Keita it seemed to drag on endlessly. Everyday seemed to be just another opportunity to see , inflict, or experience some new form of misery…some forms were so perfectly disguised that they almost seemed like happiness. That was the trick of reality…living past death. No, not physical death…emotional death. That moment when everything inside of you had just gone numb. Or, at least that moment when you had convinced yourself that it had. Life had a way of creating illusions that seemed to guard themselves in the strangest of ways. For decades she had convinced herself that she no longer had a heart. Now one man… and one monster…came along and threw that out of the window. She wasn’t quite sure where to go one from here. Things just seemed so confusing for her. She felt more lost than she had in a while.

He had insisted that they would have a date. She wasn’t fond of the idea but for some reason she had given up on fighting him with it. There seemed to be no point in it. He was going to win the battle in the end so she might as well give up. If she didn’t, she’d have to deal with his constant following and pestering her…pulling at those little heart strings that she told herself she didn’t have. Pulling all the right strings to remind her that she did care about something. This entire situation was a mistake as far as she was concerned. It had nowhere to go but to end up poorly. Still, she had made quite a few mistakes in her life time. Most of them seemed to be coming closer in the more recent years. She had just ended up turning some man who had once been an old friend. She should have just finished him off instead of releasing him back into the world…but once again…that entire concept of caring…those stupid emotions managed to mess everything up. Here they were again…starting to pull at her. She looked up from the metal seat that she had been absentmindedly locked onto for the last few moment…when she did…something light seemed to enter into her. A smile threatened to come to her lips…though she wouldn’t allow it. It still peered out a little in her eyes if anyone looked deeply enough. She locked gaze for a moment with the man standing above her. “ Hello Micha” she said softly almost lovingly…before catch herself and placing her mask of indifference on once more. “ Well, I’m here.” She said looking up at him with a shrug. And a sense of forced apathy…which was an oxymoron in itself.

'Cause sometimes we don't really notice just how good it can get

------------- I just wanna hear you tell me so give it to me straight, tell it to me slow .

[Micha Lucas Shiloh]

It wasn't long ago that he met Keita. And even after that he encountered her a few times. Needless to say the man started to grow some feelings for the rough-exterior woman as of late. The last time they they spoke they were in bed together and Micha wanted to go on a date with her. Heck, he wanted to be in a relationship with her, but so far not so good. she agreed to the date thing though. Guess he'd have to make his moves on her later then. What could he say, he looked the woman a lot. It didn't look like she liked him back but hopefully Micha would change that about her. He really liked her... A lot. He just hoped that he can convince her to give him a shot, even if he was a little bit of a serial killer and all. He managed to get her to agree to go to The Golden Ox on Friday around eight. Would she come? He didn't have a clue but he hoped that she would. Having this date in mind, Micha finished his schoolwork quickly the day before so he wouldn't have anything on Friday besides new work given form that day. Once Friday came along, the man was eager and happy. Hopefully Keita remembered she agreed to this and hopefully she would come.

Sadly, Micha was running a little late. The babysitter that he had had canceled on him and his sister wasn't answering her phone and Micha was getting nervous. He didn't want to take Felix with him to dinner with a potential date. Lucky for Micha his neighbor saw him frantically walking around that he volunteered to babysit Felix. Micha couldn't be happier. Giving the child to him, Micha quickly got dressed and ran out of his apartment to his car. It took him twenty minutes due to traffic so he was just a few minutes late but not much. Walking inside dressed sharp but not too business-like, just normal attire but he looked 'good', Micha looked around for Keita. He started to get a little nervous when he didn't see her but upon finding her he smiled and headed over to her. Standing by her, Micha smiled down at her. “Hello Keita. I hope I didn't make you wait long.” He said before sitting down at an angle from her since it was a four seat table, he sat as close as he could, which was either on her left or right – Micha chose her right. “I am glad you showed up.” He smiled genuinely. “Know what you're having?”

[Maj. Keita Ann Delwin]

Micha had asked showed up. Strangely enough her automatic response to his presence was actually a pleasant one. When she greeted him her voice betrayed the more softer emotions that she wanted to pretend didn’t exist. She was quick to return to her façade of indifference though. “ If it was too long I wouldn’t still be here. “ She replied She said with a rather cold shrug. Was it true? Maybe…maybe not. The man had managed to get a bit of a hold on her. She couldn’t quite tell why but she was drawn in to this creature against her will. “ I’m sure “ She replied with a half smirk. “ I Do , had time to read while I was waiting for you. “ She said…in a way contradicting her previous statement. Seeing the man smile at her…it was almost hard to stay completely cold towards him. Yes, she remembered that he was an insane sociopath….a murderer that she was sent to kill…and hadn’t managed to be able to do so. Instead she was sitting beside the man at a diner. Oh how far the angels fall.

She looked over at him for a moment…”So how’ve you been? “ she asked…not really showing any kind of real interest behind the question, but it was there. She just wanted to do her best to keep it hidden. He’d started working across her barriers and more than anything she wanted to get away from that. He ,however, wouldn’t let her. Perhaps he was her Kryptonite? The only person who could figure out how to make her iron clad walls bend. She looked over at him for a moment...her eyes a little softer than there were a moment before. “ Micha… “ She said about to ask him what the point was in all of this. What his angle really was.

Before she had her chance the waitress had made it over to their table. She gave the waitress a momentary look… until the woman nicked her finger on the menu as she was picking it up. Keita caught the scent of fresh blood on the woman…as faint as it was she was half tempted to tear into the woman’s neck. Her eyes had managed to turn to their brilliant red color . She hissed softly and looked away from the woman. It was almost as if being only half vampire made it harder to control the sides. Or perhaps it was the conflict between the two sides. The woman hated having to be the monster that she was. It was even worse that she was even being attracted to men who weren’t much better than herself. Oh she was far from being innocent. She’d killed quite a few humans in her day…not to mention her side occupation that had her killing creatures much like herself. No… she almost loved death…and that probably disturbed her more than anything else…not that she’d own up to caring. She told herself that she didn’t …but that didn’t mean it was true.

[Micha Lucas Shiloh]

If it was too long she wouldn’t be there. At least she knew what she would do. Depending on Micha’s mood and how serious he was about her, he’d either wait or leave and go straight to her house all “what’s up?”. Good thing he wasn’t that late. A little, but nothing oh so drastic. “Okay.” Was all he said to that. Sitting down next to her, Micha looked at the paper menu before him that was on the table like a placemat. It just had specials and none that seemed to interest the man. He wasn’t a picky eater, but he did have his favorites. They usually involved noodles and or a lot of cheese. “Hmm, I’ve been good.” He said with a little nod before grabbing the other menu and looking down at it, “Micha’s top in all his classes but neurology. It stumps me.” It was actually one of the easier courses and it wasn’t Micha’s strong point. Yet he got much harder stuff easier. Eh, Micha was weird. At least he was acing everything and getting good grades. One day he’d be an amazing doctor or surgeon. Whatever path he decided to go on after getting courses that he needed.

“What about you? Kill any unexpected bad guys lately?” Besides himself that is. For some reason she couldn’t kill him. He knew she wanted to, but just can’t. Maybe it was love!? Maybe she loved him back!? Micha knew he loved her, that’s why he was doing all these advances and such. Even if she hated and protested. Micha was a determined soul when he wanted something. Even more so someone as beautiful as her… When she spoke his name, Micha looked up. “Yes, Keita?” Before she could ask the waitress came and asked what they wanted. “I’ll have the Chow Fun. Chicken with medium spice and can I have an extra egg in there? Thanks.” Oh? Manners? Why yes, Micha had them. You got what you wanted with them after all. Plus the woman didn’t do anything rude or wrong so, whatever. It was then Keita’s turn to order so he waited for her to order before the woman walked away. “What were you saying?”

[Maj. Keita Ann Delwin]

He said that he was doing well in school. “ good.” She replied and started looking down at her menu. “Neurology?... suprising…not the hardest course.” She replied. She was never really the “best student” Honestly she just did enough to graduate and get through medical school. She knew enough from being around for a good while so it was pretty easy for her to get away with doing the minimum. “ so what kind of medicine are you going into?”’ She asked oddly enough she was actually curious…even more-so considering the man was a killer. Even more-so than her…plush she doubted that he has her same drive to assist humanity in anyway.

“ Unexpected? No… one or to demons that I’ve been hunting for a while. Anymore detail and I might have to kill you love.’ She said with half a smirk. “ I’ve mostly been working at the hospital. Burn unit has been understaffed lately.” She added. Yes she’d been doing what she loved. Despite how much it stressed her to have to deal with so much pain and still be so limited in how she could help out…the limits of being a vampire and an angel…healing people had a tendency to make her more…hungry …which was never really a good thing. Especially in a building full of fresh blood. She ordered something light and some water.

AS she woman walked away she turned her attention back to Micha. “ I …what is your angle with this? I know what you are…I know the kind of person you are….as far as I know sociopaths…don’t really have ‘love’ as one of their abilities. What is it that you really want from me? “ she said. When she spke she was acutally a bit more…concerned than anything. She didn’t have an angry look…wasn’t quite as cold as she always was. If one looked closely they could even see the slightest about of pain behind her eyes. There was something gentle and soft within the woman that she tried to keep hidden even from herself. Due to her past the woman was always on the suspicious side. She coulnd’t really help it. She covered up her second of weakness with a bit of a smirk. “ Killers like ourselves hardly have any reason to hide our true natures yes? Neither of us can really feel anything. “ She said. She was probably trying to convince herself even more than she was trying to convince him. ? Hell if it were true she wouldn’t be sitting there…she had felt something for him. She was just trying her best to find a way or reason not to.

[Micha Lucas Shiloh]

It was odd. Micha was odd. The harder the course the easier it was for him. However, like a double-sided coin or sword… The easier the class was the more difficult it came to Micha. Much like Einstein and such. He could do so many complicated things but he would forget to wear pants or even shoes. That was kind of like Micha. He was easily stumped on things that were easy. Odd, but that was him. “Micha knows. He’s a failure with easy things…” He was very intelligent… Maybe a little more so due to his sociopath persona. He had to blend in, had to manipulate, had to create the perfect crimes. Micha was smart, but not a genius. As for medicine, Micha shrugged, “General surgeon, trauma surgeon, heart surgeon, Nephrology surgeon.” He said with a grin. Micha would over-work himself to get his goals. “Micha wants to have all the qualifications he needs for whatever surgery listed above that he can do.”

Anymore detail and she’d have to kill him? Micha grinned and reached out a leg, caressing hers for a moment as if telling her to relax, “Then kill me. See how long that lasts.” Taking his leg back, Micha felt a little saucy and mischievous right then. She sounded like someone in a movie would say, like a spy or something. It amused Micha to say the least. “Sene any weird things in there?” He asked, trying to start a conversation, maybe.

When they ordered food, Micha wiggled in his seat a bit. He couldn’t believe that he was on a ‘date’ if you will… Plus he didn’t have any Chow Fun in forever so was absolutely dying for some right about now! When she finished, Micha tilted his head to the side. She was a weirdo. “Everyone can love, some love easier than others while the rest have a harder time understanding the concept.” He started to say, letting her continue before he, himself, continued his little speech there, “Micha feels something for you. It isn’t lust. I’d know if it was. It’s love. Killer or not, I feel something for you.” Wasn’t he the blunt one? Apparently so. Micha wasn’t really one so soften up the pot or anything. “That’s why Micha invited you out here. I want to date you.” Blunt didn’t even define that right there.

[Maj. Keita Ann Delwin]

“I guess we all have to fall short somewhere?” Yea she had her issues in school too. She nodded. “ Going for it all? You’ll be in residency for a good while.” She said with a soft chuckle. Yea with all of that he was probably going to have to take a few decades to get through residency in all of them. She remembered her days of school. She’d probably have to go back in a century or so. Maybe the two of them would

She looked at him for a moment at his statement. “ We both know my efforts on that level have been in vain. “ She joked a little not quite in her usual cold sarcastic tone. His attempted to make her relax a bit oddly enough seemed to work. Why the man had such an effect on her she wasn’t really caring to admit. The fact that when he did touch her it did make her heart pick up a little… at the same time melting a bit of the frosted shell around her being. A smile almost played at the edge of her lips as she looked up at him for a second... almost.

She shrugged a bit. “You’ll probably get there on your rounds. I’ve seen nothing weirder that what I see in my other job. Though in the latter case I’m usually the cause not the relief.” She said with a rather dark smirk that crossed her face before she looked down . Yes, the woman wasn’t quite an angel. There was some part of her that enjoyed the kill, it usually helped that they were less than “good” creatures. Though sometimes she really didn’t know and it wasn’t her job to ask questions. That’s where her own little conflict came in…she was a healer and a killer… her heart seemed to be stuck in-between the two. She sincerely cared for saving lives and sincerely thrilled in destroying them. Ironically she didn’t care to admitting to earthier side…it was easier to claim neutrality. Which is why she convinced herself that she had no heart with which to care or love…and no soul to be dark and twisted.

She raised an eyebrow at his little lecture.“ I guess I’m completely dense then. “ She replied sarcastically before he continued speaking. “You sincerely think that you love me? No games…no angles?” the woman was perpetually suspicious and this whole thing just didn’t make any sense to her . She’d never met anyone like this man … he’d definitely caught her attention in more than one way. He seemed to have her on a bit of a string…every time she tried to get away it just seemed that she was getting pulled further in. Even more each time he pulled she seemed to want to stay more. “You want to date me? As in …be my lover?” She sounded like the words that the man was saying were insane. However, the words that she said next made her start to question her own sanity. “ Fine… apparently you’re like a dog with a bone and I’m not getting out of this by protesting. Can’t beat them join them … but you should know. My heart will not be the one broken. You’re probably going to get hurt…Emotionally and maybe even physically. “ She said the last one with a bit of a smirk before taking a sip of her drink. She kept her stature cold…trying to appear calculating…while inside there was a much more complex and confusing situation. There was some part of her that knew that what she’d said might not be completely true…maybe even a part that felt a little guilty at the idea of possibly hurting him…maybe there was a part that did care for the strange creature before her…maybe even loved him as he claimed.

[Micha Lucas Shiloh]

Hearing her reply, Micha nodded in agreement. Some people took easy things as they were; easy. Whilist other people took easier things as more difficult than the difficult things normal people labeled. Micha was one of those people. I got a C in basic math versus I got a ninety-nine percent in statistics and rocket science. “I know. I’m going to try to get as much as I can. I want to be beneficial.” Micha was a persistent man. Despite his ‘nature’, this was what he wanted to do. Help people in some way while finding out and weaning out the ‘bad people’ that didn’t deserve anything. It was all good. Once again, Micha nodded in agreement with her. He’d in in school for quite some time, but in the end it would be worth it. Even more so with his paycheck… Felix would be so spoiled and carefree. Trying to start a conversation, Micha shrugged and then sighed softly. Nothing really interesting or weird? “Such a pity. Here I was hoping for a nice story.” Oh well, if there wasn’t anything new, then that was alright. He wasn’t going to pester or bug her about it.

As for the next comment, Micha dropped the bomb. The ‘L’ word; love. “What games?” He shook his head a no. In reality, Micha did feel something for her… And it wasn’t the other L-word of lust. As for what she said next, Micha sighed. “If you can’t beat them join them? I want sincerity, Keita. You either date me because you love me through that cold exterior, or you don’t think of me like that and refuse the offer. Simple.” She sounded like she was beating around the bush and playing games… Which Micha didn’t really like at all. All he wanted was a simple yes and no… If a yes then maybe some affection to know it was real; even more so after what she said, which she didn’t seem too thrilled. When the food arrived, Micha immediately dug in, though took a few bites before stopping, as if tasting what was to come before awaiting an answer from her.

[Maj. Keita Ann Delwin]

“ That’s good. Go for it all then. I’m sure you’ll make it. Especially considering most of the people in medical school are probably sociopaths. Others are liars…be nice to have another murderer to add to the mix. “ She said. Herself being the other one. Yea the woman could take a rather dark view of the world. She didn’t always hold her collogues in the highest of lights. Sure about half of them actually did care about patients…the rest weren’t much better than serial killers so Micha would probably fit in quite well. “ Then again…if you’re sincere about wanting to be beneficial you’re probably better than half of them.” She found that to be a bit of a surprise that he had any interest in helping anyone. The caring sociopath… and she thought that she was a mess. Guess they weren’t too far apart . Maybe it was that connection there that made it hard for her to get the man out of her mind. Or maybe it was just his anyone persistence with her.

“ I don’t have many nice stories. “ She replied. She worked in the burn unit mostly as there was often less blood there or the scent of burnt rotting tissue was enough to turn her off from hunger. Yea, her patients usually either died or ended up scared or maimed for life. She didn’t get many truly amazing wonderful stories. It was either death or being trapped in a stranger’s body. She could relate to them in some ways. Then again that was for a large part her more pessimistic side speaking. She’d seen many cases where patients were able to live rather happy lives…some even managed to gain back their appearance. Those seemed like the minority to her…though they were worth having to deal with all of the others. Medicine was the one thing that she could openly care about…the one thing that reminded her that she wasn’t as much of a cold blooded monster as she thought herself to be.



She sighed a bit and looked at him as he spoke. “ I’ve told you several times that I can’t love… and you still keep suggesting I can. I’ve tried to refuse your offer several times. What more exactly do you want? Sincerity was never part of the offer.“ She said with a bit of a scoff before she looked away a bit. she continued. Normaly that would have been the end of the story for her…but there was something there and it was getting harder for her to stand by her reasoning that there wasn’t. “ Maybe I do care about you for some reason or another. I’m giving you a chance to prove your little theory that I love you as you think I do. Take it or leave it. “ She said with a dismissive shrug…however she avoided looking him in the eyes. If she did it would show someone who was anything but cold and indifferent. Once again…that cold part of her hiding that internal fear …she was afraid of getting hurt…she was in some way afraid of hurting him. Yea he’d gotten to her…yes he was pulling her heart down a path she didn’t want it to go…and he wasn’t giving her a chance to get out of it either. He was holding her down…forcing her to love him. At least that’s how it felt to the woman…not that she was ready to admit such feelings. Though the confusion that escaped into her eyes betrayed her demeanor. There was a way that she almost wanted to let herself smile when he looked at her. The way her heart moved just a little faster when he was close to her. ..the way it made her want to reach out and touch him.

She thanked the waitress as she set her food on the table and she started eating a bit. Giving the plate most of her attention so that she didn’t’ have to give it to the person in front of her. She wasn’t fond of being forced to feel things she’d been trying to keep buried for years. It was annoying. She didn’t want to know that she could care about someone… She wanted to continue believing that she was just existing. Keita was just a broken woman who dealt with it through sarcasm and a mask of apathy. She didn’t really want to live. Staying dead seemed so much easier.

[Micha Lucas Shiloh]

It was nice to have another murderer to add into the mix? Micha’s jaw tensed and his eyes dimmed down a bit; obviously not taking a liking to her sarcastic comment. Nonetheless, the man didn’t say anything about it, just remained in that state. As for her later comment, Micha’s jaw finally released it’s tensed hold, “I am sincere. I wouldn’t be in medical school if I wasn’t.” At least in his mind that was the truth. He was paying a lot of money for this. Six years he spent in there already, sooner or later in some odd years he’d be all good to go. Though as of right now, the man needed his time and to study more and more. Due to all the things he wanted to be, probably added on more and more years than he was willing to work with. Oh well. That was Micha for you. This was his dream job and eh wanted to do more than just hearts or whatever, so this will be a stab in his side with debt but it’s okay… He can do it.

As for the topic about love, Micha dimmed his eyes a bit before slamming his palm on the table. Her reasoning was just flawed to him. Everyone knew love and could love; some just had it more difficult to achieve than others. “You can love. Your mind is just diluted on the fact that you believe you cant love. Why are you here? Why do you give me many chances? Why do you, as you put it, care for me… If it’s not love? Keita, you know you love me, you just don’t wish to admit it for either your pride is too strong or someone else in the past broke your heart and you do not wish to have it broken again.” That was his reasoning and oddly, he said that rather calmly, though with a stern tone. When the food arrived, Micha let it cool off a bit before eating, “So I ask you again… You either date me because you love me and know that I won’t break your heart, or swallow your pride and lose something special. Your move.”

[Maj. Keita Ann Delwin]

She noticed his annoyance with her words but neither acknowledged nor defended them. “Yea…isn’t really worth the trouble if you aren’t sincere . just don’t you’re one of those wide eyed interns that think you can save the world? Guess that makes me the jaded veteran. “ yea all of the years that it took. It didn’t make much sense to go through that trouble. She wasn’t much of the studying type so it was terribly annoying for her to go through the entire process. But she did…why? Because unlike the image she was trying to give herself she truly did care. If anyone ever saw her with a patient that was obvious. With her co-workers the story wasn’t quite the same though. But she had her limits. She kept cold in order to prevent her heart from feeling. The less she felt the easier it was to survive. Just blocking everything out seemed to make things easier. Though she could hardly realize how by blocking out her heart she was probably doing herself more damage than good. Micha seemed intent on teaching her such a lesson. She was hardly interested in learning. 

She rose an eyebrow at his statement … and reaction looking at him as if he were insane…though part of her was convinced that he was a little insane. “ Maybe it’s easier being deluded?” She said in a somewhat snarky tone. Her eyes were more hard than cold. Did he really think he had a right to get mad at her. She’d told him a dozen times that she wasn’t interested in a relationship…but he’d managed to pull that desire out of her. Now he seemed to want more. He spoke as if he knew what had happened …as if he knew what she’d been through. She snapped back at him rather unexpectedly. No she didn’t yell…her words were rather soft but shot out like daggers. At least the felt like daggers to her. “ My heart was more than broken…it was beaten…trampled on…betrayed…raped …then shattered. Finally it was so kindly bleed dry so that I wouldn’t have to feel that hell again. “ She then scoffed with a half smirk and looked away from him. Honestly, in her eyes there was pain. The smirk was just an attempted to cover it all up. Her hand shook a bit as she picked up her glass to drink a bit of the water in front of her. Feeling things that she’d abandoned since her late husband had turned her…well more so since she’d slaughtered him with her own hands. Why did she do such a thing… had a bit to do with the murder of her child…mother and sister. Though it was partially her father’s fault as well…She took it all out on the husband who carried most of the acts out. “ you’re right… I don’t want to have that again. I don’t really care to do that to anyone else either. “ She added. She’d never really been into this whole soul baring emotional talking thing. But he had a way of pulling at her…making her do things that she really didn’t want to.

He said that she HAD to know that he won’t hurt her. She HAD to trust him? “I don’t know that you won’t, and you can’t expect me to. You want to know the truth…everyone that I loved… destroyed some part of my humanity. Or I guess in my case angelicness Since I was never actually human. “ He seemed so incredibly arrogant to her. Maybe it was because he was young and still had the sun in his eyes so he couldn’t see how dark this thing people called love really was. To her it was never anything but pain. “ The point is… you can tell me what you want…but I can only give you what I have. I’m a bit surprised that I even have as much to give you as I do. Maybe I do love you. I don’t know. But I’ll swallow my pride and tell you the truth… you’re the first person I’ve allowed to make me this D*mn vulnerable in decades and I hate that. But I still haven’t left.“ She’d lost interest in anything on her plate. 

Honestly she just wanted to get up and run away. Her form was tense as if she was about to do so at any second. Still she held herself there…why…because she really did love him…she really did care about him. She’d never been this honest or open with anyone. She figure she wouldn’t understand that though. “If it’s not enough for you then go… you wouldn’t be the first…but I swear on my should if I have one you would be the last. “ In other words…she could understand if it wasn’t enough for him. If he needed to hear I love you every morning…fi he needed to be with a woman who’d swoon over his every word…someone who’d be an open heart who would pour out her soul to him…that wasn’t her. At least not now. If he couldn’t handle that…fine…she’d survive…she had before…but she sure as hell wasn’t going to allow herself to feel like this again. He’d be the last one to break her heart if he decided to do so. She’d renew her oath not to love again with a new fervor. “ I should probably go do some work.” She said. Nah she didn’t really have anything to do. Sure she could find some paperwork to mess around with if she wanted but she was just trying to find some excuse to get away from this very uncomfortable conversation. 

[Micha Lucas Shiloh]

“Maybe so.” He spoke, mumbling under his breath. “No one can save the world from filth and disease. Micha can only help the cause.” Slowly but surely he was doing the killings for his own benefits. Kill the wicked, kill the troubled, kill the ones that deserve such retribution. And of course, collect his prize, a little piece of them to remember by; their teeth. Weird thing to take, but it wouldn't decay or dissolve, it was a remembrance... And a solid one at that. As for the other comment, Micha was persistent... However he was losing that stubbornness with every second. He made his point, he made his statement... If she didn't want him he'd just get up and leave. Simple. Move on like one of his non-remorse killings. As she spoke of her heart being trampled over, Micha's jaw tensed sharply. So, she thought that all men would do the same act as the one in the past? She was delusional. “And you believe that a different sort of character, like myself, would harm you in such a way? Not all men are the same Keita, just like not all woman are the same. You need to move the hell on. If not with me than with someone else. You can't be cold forever, in the end it will kill you.” Take it from a man that was already dead inside. He lost his childhood, he lost whatever he could be... There was so much pain and misery in his past kept locked away...

When she spoke, Micha lost his appetite. The small one that he had to begin with. So she loved him but wasn't going to do anything for her pride was too strong. Well it looks like he is talking to a wall. His eyes dimmed a bit and looked not amused at the whole situation; as if his eyes were glazed over with a tired and annoyed coating. Every word she spoke, his jaw got more tense before he finally had enough. This was pointless and hurt him. If she looked at his eyes, she could see the pain – the pain of rejection, the pain of actual love. Looking away shortly after, Micha pulled out his wallet and took out a twenty, putting it on the table for his food and a tip – which was well more than enough. “Then maybe you should.” Was he giving up? Just for now, probably. Getting up, he stood and looked down at her. Giving her a kiss before she could react, Micha looked into her eyes, “I love you, but it's obvious this mutual feeling isn't really mutual it seems.” She said she loved him maybe... Though didn't act on it. So it wasn't mutual or as mutual as he presumed. “I am not walking away because Micha doesn't care. He's walking away for you. You can stop him if you care, else, he's gone.” At least for now. Turning around, he then started to walk away, hurt, defeated; and his posture and facade showed it.

[Maj. Keita Ann Delwin]

She nodded“ Exactly, we just put a Band-Aid on it all .” She shrugged. “if anything we’re all insane…repeating the same actions an hoping for something good to actually come out of it. But the stories always stay the same.” She sai letting her pessimism show. “ You’re definitely a first for me. Would you harm me? Probably…maybe not. I don’t know. That’s why It’s simpler to just let go. And for the record…I’m not afraid of dying.” That was her response for his statement in saying that being cold would kill her.


She continued to speak trying to explain to him why she kept herself shut off…trying to let him know that he shouldn’t expect more from her…but it just backfired. She saw the pain in his eyes as he looked at her. She could feel the tension. She decided to use work as an excuse to leave. She looked at him as he responded and stood up. As soon as he kissed her she closed her eyes. As if it were just a natural reaction… She sighted a little when he pulled away an listened as he spoke to her. She lowered her head a bit as he spoke. “Micha” She said softly as he continued to speak.


She sat down for a moment and watched as he walked away. She had no intention of moving or going after him. this is what she wanted right? She wanted to let him go. She wanted him to leave her. Still, it didn’t quite work out the way that she’d wanted ito before she ever realized she stood up and grabbed his arm."micha". She stepped in front of him and kissed him ."micha...I do care ...otherwise I wouldn't be here. I love you...ok...?" She said there was an honesty in her eyes though she spoke with the same nonchalant tone that she always had…her eyes showed an honesty and desire for him. “ don’t go.” She sighed almost rolling her eyes in defeat. “ I can’t promise not to hurt you… and I’m pretty sure that somewhere along the line you’ll prove me an idiot for listening to you but… don’t go. “ She said keeping eye contact with him. “ you’re right…I love you…” She added again before stepping back. If he was going to continue to leave she wouldn’t stop him again. Why? Because she expected him to keep going. She was quite a bit to put up with and she was rather used to being left in the dust. It would be better if he walked away now than at a time when she became vulnerable. She was getting rather close to vulnerability.

[Micha Lucas Shiloh]

“A small and insignificant Band-Aid.” He replied right back. With all the people in the world and the new life being brought in every second… It was as if nothing was done. Nonetheless it didn’t stop the serial killer from doing his ‘god given’ tasks. When she said that she wasn’t scared of dying, Micha looked into her eyes; dead serious, but not full of rage, “You will be once you experience it firsthand.” Did Micha die? In a way, yes he did. He was brought back though… And thanks to that he had something else inside of him that made him… Not human, not normal; something different.

Though nothing was seeming to work so Micha, having enough of this, got up and decided to walk away. She was going to walk away anyways so Micha just helped her by doing it himself. Though he didn’t get out the door by the time she grabbed him, kissed him, thus stopping his movements. “Don’t lie to me again.” He spoke. He was talking about her little denial and refusal. It might not be a total lie, but he didn’t like it either or. Giving her a kiss back, Micha wrapped his arms around her, giving her a hug before releasing her. Taking her arm, he walked her back to the table… To finish their food and possibly chat. “So, will you date me?” He asked her, this time nicely, softly, and politely… At least for now.

[Maj. Keita Ann Delwin]

She chuckled at his statement about death“Oh really? good, maybe it would be nice to have something to fear for once?” She said with a shrug and a smirk. Did she fear death? No…there was a time in her life where she would have welcomed it with open arms. She wanted nothing but to fade away… Nowadays she was busy with feeding death all of the souls it could carry between her secondary job and her occasional tendency to lose a bit of control when she fed. Though oddly enough since she’d been feeding on Micha …control had been a bit easier for her. She watched as he walked away from her. Normally she would have welcomed it. She would have bene happy to push him away. But as he was walking away it felt as if he had a leash around her pulling her with him against her will. She couldn’t let him go…she didn’t know why but she couldn’t…as much as she wanted to stay as closed away as she could. She stopped him in his tracks and kissed him.

“Fine…” She replied to him saying that she shouldn’t’ lie to him. Though honestly she was lying to herself more than she was lying to him. Telling her self that se didn’t care about anything or anyone…trying to be something that she never really was…she’d just gotten so used to convincing herself that she was easily slipping into denial…but he didn’t seem to be willing to let her. Thus she had no choice but to face the facts…she loved him. She walked back to the table with him. She felt like she’d just exposed herself in some terribly vulnerably way. “yes Micha…I’ll date you.” She rolled her eyes and smiled at him. He wasn’t going to give her any leeway was he. Not let her hold onto any of her pride…perhaps she didn’t need it as much as she thought she did anyway?