Powerless To The Urge

[Spring Seasons]

For a second Spring thought he was almost going to turn down her offer of friendship. How awkward would that be? For a brief moment Spring wondered how long he had been alive. Vampires lived for forever right? How long had forever been for him? A hundred years? Two hundred years? Fifty? For all she knew he could be a thousand years old. That would be so cool. He would have to tell her all of his stories on the past. She heard his soft words and smiled. She rested her head against his shoulder and realized how just a minute ago she had been screaming and running away from him. How things could change in the matter of seconds. Spring was amazed at how the world works in silly ways. Spring was then briefly aware that she might still be able to catch the subway. She was about to ask for the time when she remembered what had just happened down there. She bit her tounge again. "Where do you live?" She suddenly blurted. She wanted to know what side of the city he lived on, if he even owned a house or appartment.

[Damon O'Leary]

"I have a house just south of here," Damon Replied, "Why?" After he spoke, his mind wandered to the vines that had sprung up from the ground just minutes ago. He thought it must have something to do with Spring. After all, she had been trying to get away from him. His curiosity drew him to ask. "What was that stunt with the vines back there?" he asked, not angry, but just curious.

[Spring Seasons]

Spring smiled at his answer. So he lived somewhere near her! It was nice to hear, but worrying too. What if one of her siblings got hurt because of him? She hated that idea. She didn't want any of her sisters getting hurt nor did she want her brother to get hurt. She decided that it would be fine. Nothing had happened so far and nothing would. She frowned at his next question. It was about the vies she had used to trip him. He didn't sound mad so Spring decided that it was okay to tell him. She tried to think how to word it properly. She wasn't really sure so she just said the first thing that came to mind. "I'm a season!" She laughed. She was spring. She already knew that he was a vampire do she didn't bother to ask.

[Damon O'Leary]

~lazy~

Damon looked up questioningly when she described herself as a season. "What does that mean?" He asked. He had heard of all sorts of creatures, but a season... That was something new. "I'm afraid I don't understand..."

[Spring Seasons]

[it's okay.]

Spring smiled at his question. What did it mean? She really didn't get it herself. All she knew was that she was spring, her sisters were summer and autumn, and her brother was winter. They all controlled things related to their own seasons. Spring controlled things growing and she was realizing lately that sometimes she could talk to animals. It was always fun to experiment with her powers. "Well, I control growing things, hence the vines coming from the street." She told him with a smirk.

[Damon O'Leary]

Damon tilted his head, one corner of his lips turning up in a faint, half smile."That's an interesting thing to be, A season..." he said, barely above a whisper, not because he wanted to be quiet, but because this was just how he spoke. Suddenly, he looked straight ahead so that he was looking at Spring's forehead. He cleared his throat."It's pretty late..." he said,"I assume you were headed somewhere on the subway?" Damon had to hold back a shudder when he thought about the subway, and the scene that was probably still just at the bottom of the stairs..."I could take you somewhere... uh," He struggled to find the word to describe his preferred method of travel. After a moment, he decided on simply,"Quickly."

[Spring Seasons]

Spring listened to him speaking. When he mentioned her probably wanting to get somewhere she looked down at her feet. She didn't want to remember that sight. It made her shake. At his offer Spring looked up at him. "Oh would you? My siblings must be worrying by now, although I usually end up falling asleep in the park so I'm sure they aren't too worried." She stated with a forced smile. The image of that woman still in her head. Her smile looked genuine, an easy facade for her, she was used to smiling. Spring waited for him to lead the way, or to do something that would show her how they were to travel.

[Damon O'Leary]

Damon thought for a moment, having never actually moved someone else with himself. The simple solution came to mind, and he leaned down slightly,"Get on my back," He commanded curtly, feeling slightly awkward. "And tell me where we're going."

[Spring Seasons]

When he told her to get on his back she giggled a little. "Like a piggy back!" She smiled, acting like her normal childish self. She hooped onto his back and wrapped her arms around his neck. She probably didn't wiegh too much, in fact she was probably a little bit underwieght for her age. Spring giggled again and pointed off towards her house. "It's way down at the South side. I probably even live near you!" She told him happily. She tried to think of more specifics, but kind of failed. All she knew about it was how to get there. "Just go strait." She said after a moment of thought. If they went strait from here they would get to the street her house was on.

[Damon O'Leary]

"Hold on tight, ok?" Damon muttered, narrowing his eyes toward his destination, Straight. He took a deep breath, then, with super human speed, started moving his feet down the road. In less than a second, everything was blurring past them, and the wind rustling in his ears blocked out all other noise. It wasn't but a few seconds, until they had gone a few blocks. He stopped suddenly, having not broken a sweat. "Do we keep going straight?"

[Spring Seasons]

Spring heard him say to hold on tight and made sure she was. She didn't expect what came next. Before she could even take a breath they were zooming down the street. Her long brown hair whipped out behind her and she wasn't sure wether to laugh or to scream for him to stop. When he did stop she looked back and saw that they were already pretty far away. She smiled. That was so cool. Spring looked back to him with a smile on her face. "Yes keep going strait." She said with a nod of her head. It wasn't too far now.

[Damon O'Leary]

(Inactive streak. My apologies )

" Alright," Damon said, setting his feet to run again. "I'll just go a few more blocks," With that, he took off again, a mere blur to anyone but he and Spring.He saw a patch of houses close by, and headed there. When he arrived, he stopped again, not even slightly wary from his run, the distance of wich would have most Olympic runners convulsing. Letting spring down, he asked, "Is it one of these?"

[Spring Seasons]

Spring closed her eyes as he ran this time and when he stopped she opened them. She looked around and then saw her house. She jumped off his back and clapped her hands. "Oh, that was fun!" She giggled. She didn't see any lights on so she asumed they were either all asleep or the power went out. Spring turned back to Damon and hugged him. She smiled up at him then pointed to her house. "See that's where I live!" Spring informed him. She wondered if they would become good friends. It would be nice. She didn't have very many good friends that weren't her siblings.

[Damon O'Leary]

"Great," Damon smiled, beginning to walk toward the house, assuming she would do the same. As he walked, he said,"Thanks again for not being too scared when I was about to kill you." He said it bluntly, but humorously. He doubted he would have hurt her regardless of her attitude toward the situation. He had to believe he had more control than that.

[Spring Seasons]

Spring skipped towards the house alongside him with a smile. When he said his thanks she stopped skipping as she thought about what he had said. Truthfully she had been terrified when she had thought he was going to kill her, but she had seen how sad he had seemed and she hated seeing people sad, even people who she didn't like. "Trust me, I was pretty scared." She laughed as she kept pace with him.