W A T C H : M E : F A L L

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I REFUSE TO CLOSE MY EYES

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SLEEP IS JUST A COUSIN OF DEATH

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STATUS: c'est FIN.
TAG: Alessandra/open
WORD COUNT: 790
CREDIT: template credit to woahhh @ caution 2.0, lyrics go to bring me the horizon.
NOTES:Not bad for a first post

[Alessandra Chapman]

ONE PUSH IS ALL YOU'LL NEED
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Tag: Sage Words: ### Lyrics: Diamond Eyes - Shinedown
Outfit: link in the post Notes: excited for them <3
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Alessandra had a date that night. She had met a guy a few weeks ago and finally had time to go out with him for a drink or two. She had a great time at dinner. He was a little odd sometimes but she ignored it. They left the restaurant and she asked him to drop her off at her house. He didn't go that way though. She saw them heading towards Wickery Bridge. "What are you doing?" She asked him looking at him. "Take me home please" She said knowing that he knew where she lived and knew he was going the wrong way. He pulled over on the side of the road and turned the car off and locked the doors. Ali tried to get out but he grabbed her and wouldn't let her. "Let me out!" She said fighting back as she yelled with her thick accent.

She was always careful when she went out with guys she didn't really know. She liked him and didn't see this coming. He pressed her body down using his strength and she couldn't get him off. He started kissing her and kissing her neck as he moved her strap. He let go of her hand for a second and Ali threw all her strength into hitting his head. He slapped her across the face and started yelling at her but Ali managed to get out of the car and slammed the door. She felt hot tears rolling down her face as she pressed her hand to her face where he slapped her and ran away. She ran in her red heels and WHITE DRESS. She heard him start the car and saw the headlights as she approached Wickery Bridge and watched as he sped by really fast, swerving and almost hit her. She stopped for a minute to catch her breath as she walked onto the bridge and saw a man.

He almost hit him as well. Ali wiped her face trying to make it not so obvious she was crying and looked at the guy. "Are you okay?" She asked him. "i'm so sorry...he's...I don't know..." She said trailing off and shaking her head as she ran a hand through her long blonde hair and took a deep breath and held her clutch tight to her body, just trying to calm herself down. She had a mark on her face from the slap and was bleeding a little but was mostly worried about the guy. he had no reason to be involved and yet he almost was because of this guy who was a complete asshole.

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[Sage]

I REFUSE TO CLOSE MY EYES

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I HAVE LOVED, AND I HAVE LOST[/color][/font]

SLEEP IS JUST A COUSIN OF DEATH

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[/b] He grinned sort of lopsided. "Etes-vous bien, chérie? Are you hurt?" He took a clean handkerchief out of his back pocket and offered it to her. He ran a hand lightly along the side of her face and tipped it to the moonlight. "Qu'at-il fait pour vous? Personne ne devrait mettre la main sur quelqu'un d'aussi beau." He swept her against him in a quick embrace and pulled away quickly. "I'll kill him myself." He ran his hands through his hair to calm himself. "We should get you to a hospital, chère."
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STATUS: c'est FIN.
TAG: Alessandra/open
WORD COUNT: 790
CREDIT: template credit to woahhh @ caution 2.0, lyrics go to bring me the horizon.
NOTES:Not bad for a first post

[Alessandra Chapman]

ONE PUSH IS ALL YOU'LL NEED
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Tag: Sage Words: ### Lyrics: Diamond Eyes - Shinedown
Outfit: link in the post Notes: excited for them <3
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Ali was not used to getting treated like this. Sure, there were assholes everywhere but she never was treated like this in London. Maybe it was because she was more sheltered, she didn't know. but she was not used to it and honestly, didn't want to get used to it. She came from old school London, meaning old school manners. Where guys still opened the doors for women, to wherever they were going AND the car door, no matter how long they've been together. Where guys took off their hats at dinner as a sign of respect and there was still chivalry in the world. She was afraid that chivalry had completely died. When women started becoming more independent and doing more things on their own, men stopped being chivalrous. Ali was not fond of that. She was a fan of old school manners and class and respect. So when this event happened tonight, it put her in shock. She didn't understand how anyone could hurt another human being, let alone be it a man hurting a woman.

Ali watched as her date sped by and the man rushed over to her. She closed her eyes and shook her head for a minute, trying to make sense of what actually just happened. She chuckled slightly as he said he had better days. "you and me both" She said still shaking her head slightly, then took a deep breath and looked out at the water, but then turned back to look at him as he spoke French. A tiny smile appeared across her lips. She wanted to say No, when he asked her in French if she was alright. No, she was not okay. She almost just got raped and was abused by a man twice her size. but she didn't know this man, and didn't want to put that on him. He didn't need to be bothered with her emotions right now. he probably didn't even care. it was obvious she was hurt with the gash on her face but she wouldn't let it bother her. "Oui, je vais bien, merci" She let pass through her lips. Ali had always done exceptionally well in school. She didn't look like she'd be smart at all and she got that all the time. But she graduated college wit ha 4.2 at a very difficult and prestige University in London. She had her doctorate and always found other countries extremely interesting. She had been studying different languages since she was in Elementary School.

Ali smiled when he called her beautiful, then asked her what he did to her. She laughed slightly, uneasy, and took a deep breath. "Je ne sais pas, je suppose que certains gars ne sont tout simplement pas aussi bon que de prendre non pour une réponse et ne sont pas friands de filles qui lui donnent jusqu'à la première date" She said with a very uneasy chuckle, that quickly turned into her fighting back more tears and wiping them away. She accepted the handkerchief and put it to her bleeding face and pulled it away, looking at it seeing more blood than expected. She smiled at him as he said he will kill him. "He's not worth it, really" She said. "And I don't need to go to the hospital, I'll be fine, it will heal" She said with a smile, then looked up at him with her blue eyes shining bright from the moonlight. "mercy" She said thanking him.

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[Sage]

I REFUSE TO CLOSE MY EYES

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I HAVE LOVED, AND I HAVE LOST[/color][/font]

SLEEP IS JUST A COUSIN OF DEATH

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[/b] He made sure to punctuate that last word. "Il n'y a aucune raison pour qu'il."He listened with mild amusement when she said he wasn't worth it. Truth be told, he wasn't worried about him at all. "Vous valez mourir pour." He just hoped her ill-fated lover realized that...now.

"As you wish, ma chérie, no hospital." He wouldn't force the issue on her. That wouldn't stop him patrolling her neighborhood every now and again in the future to see how she was faring. He put his hand up to her face where it had been marred by her attacker and mentally chanted a few things. The Guardians may have restrained his powers, but they hadn't restricted them. Though there were degrees as to how much and how often he could use them without depleting them or himself. However, in this instance, he didn't want her to go around with a constant reminder of this night so he took the cut and bleeding away, leaving no scar. It wasn't much, but it might help with closure. He slowly took his hand away and laid it at his side. "It seems as though we haven't been properly introduced? Bonjour, je suis Sage, le fils rebelle de la Rebel. That was a mouthful. You can just call me Sage." He grinned warmly at her. "Est-ce que la belle dame a un nom?"

He smelled the humid air, and shivered as cold night air was almost tangible on his skin. Sage suddenly realized that they were standing in the middle of a deserted road where it was unlikely that a car would appear and deliver them to Mystic Falls. His fear eventually gave way to another fear – her being there alone, defenseless, human and fragile. She was an easy target. That night was decidedly one of the most horrible nights he could imagine a human enduring. She needed to be treated with care and kid gloves, lest someone trigger a flashback, until she had time to heal the rest of the way. It was dark and getting darker and Sage's first concern was to get her to safety. "Vous restez quelque part en ville? Can I walk you?"
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STATUS: c'est FIN.
TAG: Alessandra/open
WORD COUNT: 480
CREDIT: template credit to woahhh @ caution 2.0, lyrics go to bring me the horizon.
NOTES:Not bad for a first post

[Alessandra Chapman]

ONE PUSH IS ALL YOU'LL NEED
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Tag: Sage Words: ### Lyrics: Diamond Eyes - Shinedown
Outfit: link in the post Notes: excited for them <3
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Alessandra had to admit that the man standing in front of her was quite handsome. Stunning actually. He had a mysterious look to him but seemed very nurturing in the way he was taking care of her. Ali chuckled slightly. "oui bien, un de ces jours, je vais apprendre à ne pas être si confiante." She said to him. Ali was a very trusting person. She believed that everyone was a good person and could be trusted, but she was slowly learning differently being on her own. She was the kind of girl that would give the shirt off of her back to a complete stranger if they needed so. Without question. She smiled up at him as he said there was no reason for it. "I wish all men thought like you, especially him" She said referring to her "date." She heard him say she was worth dying for and she looked at him a little differently.

"You also seem very trusting of people, you don't know I'm worth dying for yet..." She said trailing off as she put some hair behind her ear. She was willing to give him the chance to see if she was worth dying for though. He seemed sweet and caring and he had already come to her like a knight in shining armour. He was making her feel a lot better about tonight's events, if there ever was a way. He then introduced himself as Sage and she laughed slightly at the rest. He was cute. "Alessandra...but you can call me Ali" She said taking his hand and curtsying a tad as she was taught in London. "It's very nice to meet you,Sage" She said letting go of his hand and smiling. "Et Merci" She said, also thanking him for the compliment.

Ali got a lot of compliments but it was always nice to be called "beautiful and gorgeous" over "sexy and hot." She understood that with her job, it came with it and she would get that a lot. But she always preferred for a man to call a woman beautiful rather than hot. It meant a lot more and said a lot about the man standing in front of her. He asked if he could walk her home and Ali felt bad. She'd love for him to but she didn't want to put him out. "Non, je vais bien, merci, I don't want to ruin your night, you've already done enough for me without having to...I don't live too far from here" She said with a small smile. Ali was curious about this man though. He obviously was from France and she had traveled there many, many times. She loved France, it was a gorgeous place. She wondered how long he had been here and much more. She was so interested in different countries and found this man to be someone she could take a great liking too.

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[Sage]

I REFUSE TO CLOSE MY EYES

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SLEEP IS JUST A COUSIN OF DEATH

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[/b] Being a guardian meant that Sage was acutely aware of human history and the places in it of the people he encountered. He was also aware of the shifts their timelines could, and often did, take after encountering him. Most guardians preferred the cleaner snatch and grab method of stewardship, but Sage preferred being an active participant. If someone he'd chosen to take into his charge was in some sort of danger or he'd somehow led them down a dangerous path, he took full responsibility and fought to put it right. It might be a bit surprising to know that as a matter of fact some lives were worth more than others. Some people were meant to be or do or say something wonderful, and others..... well there would always be waiting hands and iron shackles in the City of Darkness.

Slavery, to Sage, was a natural occurrence. Except for his brief jaunts on Earth he'd never lived in a world without it. As a matter of fact, he owned several of his own. Did this make him a despicable character? Perhaps on some level, but he was still the same person from five minutes before. "Nous avons tous nos moments où nous pensons comme lui. We just have the sense to not act on it. Nous ne sommes pas des animaux après tout, ma chérie." Every person, every human person on the planet served a higher purpose and because of that they were worth dying for. Be it her or a trucker in Reno, their lives, their souls had value and he couldn't just let them go to waste. Much unlike his father, he didn't barter in souls. He felt a person's soul was their own and should remain so. A soul was a precious thing. The most precious thing in the world, in fact. That's why they were so highly collected. Inari's star ball housed the greatest collection. For those people, it couldn't have been much of an afterlife.

"I trust only as much as I need to, chère." In almost a whisper, "Vous seriez surpris par ce que je sais ..." His intention hadn't been to come off as ominous or creepy, but if he did then so be it. Sage was Sage and would only ever be Sage. He wasn't about to start walking around on eggshells in fear of upsetting someone. There wouldn't be enough hours in the day to fill with the frustration. He was glad that the conversation started heading on a more pleasant track. "Alessandra... That is a lovely name. It means: le défenseur de toute l'humanité. I think it suits you."

He couldn't restrain himself any longer and snickered quietly to himself when she curtsied. "People still do that to non-royals? Ha! C'est fantastique! I thought that went out with the Black Plague." He wasn't the slightest bit concerned with being found out or dating himself in anyway, although he was thoroughly enjoying this conversation. So as to not make her feel foolish, he moved to stand in front of her and assumed his best Merovingian stance. He dipped low, bowing and scraping in homage. He stood quickly and took both of her hands in his and kissed them gently before slowly letting go. "Le plaisir est pour moi, mon ange." He smiled at her warmly, genuinely, so unlike the way he even smiled at the postman. That disturbed him. No matter, he'd worry about that later.

If there was anything in the area that would have been a threat to either of them, surely Talon would have alerted him to its presence With that knowledge on hand, it would be safe enough to allow her to continue the rest of her journey alone. He shook his head with a small smile. She couldn't possibly ruin his night. All he was going home to was an all on one level cabin in the woods where a hellhound could exist quietly. He'd made no real plans for the evening. The only person he knew in town was Damon Salvatore and now was definitely not the time to stir that kettle of fish. "Je n'ai rien fait." He nodded slightly in the direction her 'friend's' car had gone as both a question and acknowledgment that she lived down that way. He leaned forward and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. "Best of luck to you then, Alessandra. Bonne soirée" He turned on his heel, whistled for his hound, and began to head in his own direction.
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STATUS: c'est FIN.
TAG: Alessandra/open
WORD COUNT: 810
CREDIT: template credit to woahhh @ caution 2.0, lyrics go to bring me the horizon.
NOTES:Crazy frenchmen and their ideals...

[Alessandra Chapman]

ONE PUSH IS ALL YOU'LL NEED
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Tag: Sage Words: ### Lyrics: Diamond Eyes - Shinedown
Outfit: link in the post Notes: excited for them <3
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Ali smiled up at the man as he touched her face near her cut. "it is hard not to be trusting of people when you have such high expectations of the world, but it is easier to get let down" as she felt she always did. Ali held the world to a certain standard. She didn't put people below her and hold them to low standards. She had high standards for everyone she met. Except unfortunately, not all lived up to it.
"thank you" She said as he complemented her name. "Sage is very unique. I like it" She said with a smile as she then heard him almost making fun of her and she laughed along.

"When you grow up in old school London, from a very Old School family, yes, you greet others like this. It is polite" She said correcting him but with a smile and cocked her head to the side a bit, being playful. "Cela signifie que je vous aime" She said with a small smile and a little laugh. As Sage kissed her cheek she smiled and kissed his back. Ali really liked him. The names he called her, angel, beautiful, love, it was polite and old fashioned and Ali liked that. She didn't get that a lot now a days. Ali felt a tingling in her face as she put her hands to it and felt her face. She pulled away and looked at her hands seeing no blood and felt nothing on her face. Ali looked up at "What did you do?" She said narrowing her eyes, not as calm and collected as she were one minute ago. Ali has read about supernatural creatures and everyone in London is fascinated with the belief that they could exist. She found it intriguing and interesting but never really quite believed. She was very open minded though.

"What are you?" She asked him softly. Ali wasn't one to freak out or judge. She knew supernatural entities existed she just didn't know to what extent and she had never crossed paths with one, except maybe tonight. It wasn't to say that Ali wasn't a believer but she had only seen things living in movies and books. But upon much research she did in college for an essay in her Literature class about them, she started to take an interest in them and became fascinated. She was a believer to some extent but you could only believe so much until you meet one and it proves itself to be true. Very true. Ali felt her face again, really confused and looked back at Sage. "how did you do that?" She asked him, feeling absolutely nothing on her face.

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[Sage]

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[/b] Sage made it a habit not to hold people to any particular standard. Judgment was his father's place, not his. He preferred to carve out his own little niche in the world and see what came of it. He asked no questions and chose no sides. If it seemed like the right thing to do, he was quite happy to go along with whatever the big to do happened to be. Essentially he was Switzerland, but with more wine and better fashion sense. "You can't force loyalty, chaton . Some people will always let you down. Forget them and do something for yourself."

He quirked the slightest of smiles when she brought up his name. "Parfois, je pense que ma mère m'a nommé d'après la première chose qu'elle trouve dans sa cuisine. "Où est le sage?" "Oui, je pense que ça va très bien l'affaire ..." She was an incredible woman." It had been more than two-thousand years since she died and he could still remember her face like it was yesterday. Wrongfully damned for falling in love. It was a cruel fate that nobody should ever have to face. Still, revenge is sweet and it gets sweeter every time Sage bucks against the greater "plan". He has an endgame, but he has all the time in the world to see it come to pass.

"Tu m'aimes?" He was taken aback, flattered but surprised. "I wouldn't pass that judgment so quickly." She didn't know anything about him beyond his name and the fact that he'd happened to be in the right place at the right time. She might feel very differently when she learned who she'd really encountered on a quiet bridge in the middle of nowhere. Darkness wore all manner of masks and no mask was quite as cruel as the one that came wrapped in pleasant packaging. He could literally do anything he pleased to her and she'd be none the wiser when she woke the next morning. However, it wasn't the way he operated so she'd been fortunate. With another being of his caliber she may not have been so lucky.

Sage had only gone a little way when the other shoe finally dropped. He turned lightning-quick on his heel and saw the look on her face. The joy and wonder replaced by fear and suspicion. He'd brought this on himself. The simplest thing to do would be to compel her, but that would take all potential trust out of their friendship and make her his puppet. He couldn't do that to her. She had to have her free will. His family were practically the poster children of free will so it would be heartless to not give others the same respect. "J'ai fait ce qu'il fallait, ma chérie." He offered no further explanation. He felt it would be redundant.

"Ce que je suis est un ami. Does the rest really matter?" Sure, he could go into the whole, long, complicated spiel if he absolutely had to, but why should he? He hadn't harmed her in any way. He could understand having to answer for himself if he'd wronged her in some fashion but he felt no need to justify his deeds. If and when the time came that she had to be told what he was, he would tell her, but at the moment he felt it was completely irrelevant. "J'ai quelques trucs dans ma manche." He hadn't lied to her, not once.

One could argue that omission was tantamount to lying but in a case of secrecy and self-preservation it could be overlooked. If word got out that he was in town who knows what old friends, or enemies for that matter, might decide to pay a visit? He turned towards the forest momentarily, calling the hound off. The last thing in the world he needed was for her to get a look at Saber and truly lose it. She'd seemed able to hold it together so far. Still the human mind could only take so much. Imagine being greeted by five hundred pounds of excited hellhound on top of a shock to the system. He didn't see it going over well. He turned back around to face her and await whatever came next. "Are you going to flee now, chère?"
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STATUS: c'est FIN.
TAG: Alessandra/open
WORD COUNT: 761
CREDIT: template credit to woahhh @ caution 2.0, lyrics go to bring me the horizon.
NOTES:And now, we wait...

[Alessandra Chapman]

ONE PUSH IS ALL YOU'LL NEED
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Tag: Sage Words: ### Lyrics: Diamond Eyes - Shinedown
Outfit: link in the post Notes: excited for them <3
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Ali found herself laughing at his comment about his own name. It did make her wonder how his mother picked out the name and chose it but she also found it to be very interesting. She caught his comment that she WAS an incredible woman. Ali nodded slightly. "I'm sorry for your loss" She said as she caught on that she was no longer around. Ali still had both of her parent's and was extremely close to them. She couldn't even imagine losing on of them. That wold be the worst day for her. She didn't know who she would go to for advice. She has her brother but there is just something about a parent's advice.

Ali couldn't help but laugh at herself as she realized she said she loved him, not meaning it. Ali hung her head and brought a hand up to her forehead as she chuckled. "you'll have to forgive me, my french may be a little rusty, it's been quite some time" She said shaking her head looking back up at him, extremely embarrassed. "What I MEANT to say was that it means I like you, in London it's a sign of respect" She said as she blushed a light shade of red. "maybe I should brush up on my french before speaking more..." She said with a light chuckle and a smile.

Ali felt her face as she asked him what he was. She couldn't help but wonder what exactly this man standing in front of her was. She had just met him but felt like she had so many questions. She'd never been so intrigued by someone she just met before. She found him to be very interesting and unique. All of Ali's work and interest in school about the supernatural may have actually payed off. She knew they had a healing ability. She knew in that moment that it was just "a few tricks up his sleeve" he had. He was more than that. So much more than that.

He asked her if she was going to flee now. Ali just looked at him and shook her head. "no..." She said to him. "No i'm not" She said taking a deep breath in. She looked around herself and took in her surroundings. "But you know...some company walking home doesn't sound bad after the night I had...if the offer's still there" She said shrugging a bit. She wanted to see Sage again. She wanted to get to know him. He seemed like he had so much depth to him and Ali loved people like that with character, and stories. She wasn't fond of people who were exactly what was on the surface.

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