*pets the bird*

[lavandarlizard2]

A little something extra for Sunny since she's having a bad day. (O)(O)(O)(O)(O)

Hang in there. ^.o






Michael jumped back. “No way! All I had to do was *touch* it?! Well, now I feel like a dumbass.”

Duo snorted and sent another, larger, fairy light into the space beyond. “Not that there’s any compelling reason for you – or your father, for that matter – to be weaseling around Ctik’s space.”

“Well… yeah… But that’s so simple!” He tried to see over Duo’s shoulder. “What’s in there?”

Duo stepped to the side with a sigh. “Absolutely nothing.”

The room, about four meters by four, with a height of perhaps two-and-a-half meters, was empty. No coffin, no earth; no sign of anything ever having been there. Even the dirt floor looked undisturbed.

“But…” began Michael in confusion. “Where did Ctik sleep? I thought he’d have a coffin…”

Duo expanded the light even further and found some small indentations on the floor. “Looks like he did, at some point. I’d say your dad was making sure that Ctik couldn’t come back here.”

Michael stared into the empty room. “He really wanted to kill Ctik…” he whispered. A faint gulp that Duo pretended not to hear. “Shit…”

“Yeah.” He moved further into the room and searched with his Banshee senses. A faint lingering odor of alcohol, old and sour. Something flowery; cologne, perhaps. A bit of a tang; probably blood. Wood. Fresh cut – or broken – wood. And a final scent that Duo was very familiar with – fresh-turned earth; green, sweet and smile-making. He squatted down to examine the floor more closely and found the signs of activity; some small scrapes and gouges, a couple of long drag marks and over that, the even strokes of a broom.

He had to give Miles credit; he’d done a helluva lot of work to clear the crypt of any sign of Ctik’s presence in only the dusk to dawn hours that Ctik was away. No wonder he’d stoked up on liquid courage. Fuckwit.

Michael had also followed the dots and come up with the same picture. “I hate him,” he whispered. “I fuckin’ *hate* him!”

Comments

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

awesome. I'm having a decent day. this made it better. :)

*hugs* how are YOU holding up?

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

It's short, but I thought it would be a good thing for today. ^___^

I am... coping. My crystal ball threatens me with more retail. =P

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

God. Sometimes being able to tell the future just sucks, yeh? Retail. I feel for you. At least you're not waiting tables?

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

Oh crap no! O.O The last time I did any waitressing, I ended up dumping a pot of coffee onto a grabby customer and my dad threatened the restaurant manager with slow disembowelment. That was thirty-five years ago. ^___^ No, food service and I have never played well together.

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

ewww... grabby customers. :( never had to deal with that. Had to deal with grabby classmates, but at least they can't fire you for kicking a classmate's butt.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

My dad scared the crap outta the guy and then got a bunch of his cop friends to start dropping in and talking to the waitresses. ^___^ All grabbing stopped immediately.

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

awesome. Your dad is awesome. Protector of waitresses everywhere. Seriously. He and his friends are the type of small heros that the world needs more of.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

Well, I was seventeen or eighteen, so he was still doing the protective thing. ^___^ And this was way before sexual harassment laws. ^.o

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

Still. Awesome. It's good to have people to help protect you.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Wish he'd lived long enough to help get rid of my ex. ^.o That would've been entertaining.

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

LOL. Well, this just gives you the opportunity to plot revenge on your own terms. :)

[pellsfan.livejournal.com]

Miles is really, really, really rotten! It's a wonder that he produced a son who is showing signs of real promise. And I totally agree with the boy.

Poor sunny, hope this cheers her up. AND I'm hoping you don't have to go back to retail.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

Michael does have promise. If only Miles doesn't mess with him. ^__~

I hope so too... both things. O.o

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

At least I'm... uh... getting lots of crocheting done? And I have all kinds of time with my computer? O.O *whimper*

If Miles could have harnessed all that productivity into something like a REAL job, he wouldn't have ended up in this mess to begin with!
Though I kind of want to smack Ctik just a little bit, for being so naive...

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

^___^ See? Bright side! Pollyanna's glad game! *ow!*

Miles is a "type"; one of those people with grand dreams and expensive tastes who never really grows up. Not quite a sociopath, but definitely self-centered. ^___^

Ctik is from a different time and has never really changed with the times. He's a gentleman, and expects others to be the same. Silly vamp. ^.o

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

mri tomorrow *sigh*
Silly Vamp, trust is for saps! ^o^
*cough*
That was Jaded...don't mind her. >_>

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

Be sure you take Snarky with you tomorrow. Maybe Bitchy should drive.... O.o

Maybe Ctik will have learned that... O.O

(O)(O)(O)(O)(O)

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

Bitchy is more of a back seat drive. ^___~

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

Hm... Maybe let Snarky drive and Bitchy can navigate. That should get them both revved up. ^___^

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

And then they'll just wanna stop for donuts... >_>

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

...mmm... donuts good.... ^___^

[annakas.livejournal.com]

Ohhh what are they going to do?
Pooor Michael it must be so hurtful to know your father is a real bastard and tried to kill a family member.


annakas

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

I think Michael has known, intellectually, for a while that his dad is less-than-honorable, but having it shoved in his face as reality is a bit harder. Hard evidence is difficult to ignore.

^___^