Cold Depths [open]

[freedom]

Seamus walked over to one of the side walls of the living room, leaning against it as he too watched the movie. "They make these things so predictable, and everyone so dumb as to ignore common sense. They don't even try to defend themselves half the time. Oh how people fall for it though." Seamus wasn't much of a person to watch common cinema, but the case warranted it and so he watched and partook.

The way he leaned against the wall shuffled his shirt ever so slightly, which introduced a new situation, which Seamus didn't even realize occurred. Previously, the hard feelings he was going through had begun to change of his white feathers to black out of the pain and spite that she had caused him in the past. His hurt had begun to calm down, as a new resolve had built inside of him to try again. The more he resolved, more of those black feathers had molted off of his wings. But up till tonight, he still had a good handful within his bright white wingspan. By leaning on the wall as he did, one of these black feathers fell from his jacket to the ground. He didn't notice it, and it was possible that Mocking didn't either. If she did, either she would think it was hers, or she would begin to wonder why there were black feathers in his wings, ultimately leading to some deep discussion.

[Mocking Bird]

"True, no one thinks to carry a gun." Mocking sighed, then he saw crimson on her own feathers and knew she needed a quick wash of her feather. "Be right back, gotta get blood off my feathers, can't let them think I have murdered." Mocking said walking upstairs and into the bathroom. She grabbed a cloth and gentally washed the blood.

[freedom]

After she had left the room, Seamus shuddered ever so slightly in happiness. Though it couldn't be called a shower, and she really wasn't stripping down all that much if at all, he knew that she essentially was cleaning up, and his thoughts got the better of him. His mind wandered a bit, enough that as he moved to take a seat, the feather that had fallen from him was kicked around and floated out to a more visible spot on the floor. Still, Seamus did not notice, his mind was lost elsewhere.

[Mocking Bird]

When she finished washing up and wrapped her wing to keep it from moving well she slept, well when she did. She walked down the stairs and saw the black feather, she picked it up, at first thinking it was hers, but the problem was that it wasn't like hers, for no blood marked it, and there was something about it that she wondered. She normally would have thrown it out right then, but she couldn't help to look at it.

[freedom]

Seamus saw her come down from her cleaning up, then watched as she picked up the feather. That certainly want hers, and shortly thereafter realized that it was none other than his. Hopefully she wouldn't catch on right away, until he could think of a good excuse.

[Mocking Bird]

Mocking soon just shrugged and threw it away, for all she knew it could have been that other Dark Angel, Paz, but Mocking didn't know her name. She sat back down to watch the horror movie, she then say a guy was about to look through the key hole and bam a nail went through and he fell over dead. "Now that wasn't as obvious, well I think." Mocking said as she watched the women still alive scream at the top of her lungs.

[freedom]

Seamus let out a sigh of relief; he wasn't going to have to explain what that was, which made his life much easier. Now he was able to just enjoy the movie. "Yeah, that one wouldn't be as expected for sure."

[Mocking Bird]

"She is probably going to live just because she is the last one." Mocking said as she leaned back and just watched.

-lazy and no muse-

[freedom]

Deciding to take a turn for the courageous, Seamus got up from his seat, trying to pop his back. "She may live, but typically if a girl survives she either gets horribly mutilated or otherwise has a guy that survives with her, and the two go unscathed." As he talked, he slowly walked over to the couch that she was on and took a seat, still giving her space, but still trying to get a little closer than that other chair.

[Mocking Bird]

"True, but there have been ones that are scarier, better pretty much." Mocking sighed. She looked out the windows that surrounded the of her house in this room.

[freedom]

Where she looked, his eyes followed also. The cabin was very nice, and the windows provided a great view of the outdoors. "There will always be scarier things. But there is also the chance for good things as well," he replied, shrugging his shoulders. His eyes drifted from the outdoors back to Mocking while she wasn't looking, and kept quiet for the most part.

[Mocking Bird]

Mocking Bird was somewhat still wondering what the hell Jay had done and how did he get lost, he could fly? Mocking knew one thing right now and that was that Jay was somewhat an idiot for getting lost so easily.

[freedom]

And there it went. She had to think about Jay again when Seamus was right here next to her. He was positive that she knew that her thoughts were as clear was sounds to him, but it made no difference. She was worried about him, and most likely would worry more about to Jay than Seamus on any given day of the week. While his heart hurt, he tried to play it cool, "Hey, you alright? You look upset.."

[Mocking Bird]

"I am fine, so how about you tell me why you actually care for me?" Mocking asked, curious of the out come. She was now looking at him, her dark blue eyes mysterious and wondrous, you could just see the black in her eyes.

[freedom]

His sapphire eyes locked with her eyes, and he was able to smile again, though a little less than before. He too was wondering what the outcome would be, but determined that truth was what she needed. If she rejected him, then he would just have to pay for it. "Why do I care for you so much? You want the truth? The reason I care is because I like you. Ever since I met you, I didn't want to leave your side and just enjoyed your company, no matter how blunt or cold you were."