Mayadere

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Drive? Drrriiiive? Nearly instantly Gin popped right back into place, making a very familiar, exasperated face. "Drive? Me? I nearly ran an entire intersection of people over last time I drove." He huffs a bit, but eventually nods. He could drive them to their next location before they had to ditch her car. He was not very thrilled though, it was at least a forty minute drive from here to his place, and that was not counting traffic or anything else that got ran into.

"And why he wants you for his collection...?" Gin is silent a moment before he manages a small shrug. "Many things. Necromancers are a dangerous bunch who enjoy reanimating people to be their puppets. They like to add people that have power, or suit their tastes other places. Not all of them are that vile, though. There are a few that only went down such a path to revive a loved one." Then again, Gin just shrugged as he usually did when telling anyone about something. Gin wasn't really into the whole necromancy thing. If someone died, they should stay dead. But as he looked over at Effy, he could understand the want to bring them back into the world of the living, even if it was only temporary. But would it really be that satisfying? Gin just shakes his head and lets out a soft snort.

The night air was rather refreshing for Gin. His cloths felt like a second skin and considering how he liked to have them baggy, it made him feel a bit claustrophobic. The chill was comforting to his still over-heated skin, and with the added sweat it just made it all the cooler. He wasn't really looking around as he wanted to be, merely taking a few moments to relax in the cooling night air. Though suddenly he was shaking his head, grinning a bit. "Do you like cats?" He asks suddenly, seemingly random as he stops for a second. "Car keys?"

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Gin found little relief, even as Effy spoke and gave him another, very emotionally charged kiss. While he could tell what emotions they were, he couldn't quite 'feel' them as he usually did. He felt numb in an odd sense that he couldn't quite place. His chest was still quite heavy, he wanted to beat himself to death over something he had no control over. He had the faint, distant thought of wishing he was human. If he was human, he wouldn't have had to see tears like that from Effy, nor all of that fear of him. But if he wasn't what he was now, he would have never met Effy, nor would he have ever been able to protect her as he had and would continue to do.

With a light shake of his head, Gin shook off the thoughts, though the heaviness remained on his chest. He manged to pick his head up, steadily regaining some of his usual stance. Somehow he managed to shuffle past Effy and open the door for her, closing it behind them with a soft sigh. "I am really going to miss this place. My favorite spot in the entire city." Which was very true. Gin loved Effy's home, maybe more than she did. The place held her scent so well and he loved it. "Maybe we can come back someday. Maybe sooner rather than later." As they began to leave the building, Gin tilted his head from side to side, finally deciding to answer her previous question.

"Shapeshifter." He states simply as his eyes quickly start to scan around cautiously, pushing his mind free of all the worry he was holding in until they were somewhere at least a bit safer.

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Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Gin, for once, let out a low whimper. That is what he was afraid of, Effy moving away from him in fear. He stood still for several moments, in utter horror. He had heard her in her sleep a few times, about her fear of magical beings, of why. Though he never brought it up to her because that was her personal business that she didn't want to talk about, and he wasn't going to force her to do so. But it always weighed heavily on his mind, always. All those nights of speculating how she would react if she found out, and now he knew. It was something he didn't want to see, not now, not ever again. This was just horrible.

"Effy..." Gin manages out, sucking in a sharp breath, he didn't dare raise his hands towards her at the moment. He wasn't sure what to do, how he could fix this. "Effy, look at me, please. Please look at me." Out of instinct, Gin lowered his head a bit, looking towards Effy with a somewhat lowered gaze. His shoulders remained slumped, he wasn't moving to close her in or anything, despite so badly wanting to hold her and tell her that he 'was human'. His look now was one of submission. But in his mind now, the only thing he could really do was be completely honest with her.

"Effy, I'd never hurt you. Not now, not in a hundred years, not ever. I'd rather end myself than do that, I can't even imagine harming you. I've only ever wanted to keep you safe, from the very moment we met. You've got a very special place in my heart, I don't like many people, human or magical being... I love you. I love you so much that it physically hurts just thinking of anyone else touching you, or you loving anyone else." Gin sort of stopped talking for a few moments, slowly lifting a slightly shaky hand to place it over his heart. His chest felt so heavy, he was quite sure his heart was going to beat right out of his chest already.

"I... I understand if you don't want my help, or to see me ever again..." He slowly lifts both his hands up, raking them through his chair, pushing it back from his eyes while he looked at her. "I am one of those monsters you are so afraid of. If I could just lay down and die right now I would, because you being afraid of me is enough to kill me. But you are still in danger and I fully intend to keep you from that necromancer and whomever else might head your way to hurt you." At this point, Gin was now looking at Effy's feet. He couldn't look at her crying face. If he did, there was a good chance he was just going to topple over onto the floor like a ragdoll.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Gin was once again quiet as Effy spoke, he lightly kissed her back as their lips touched. A familiar grin forms onto his features as she says those three magical words. His heart was pounding quite loudly, at least for a few moments before he quickly reaches his arms out, trying to wrap her into a very tight embrace. Just hugging onto her tightly and inhaling her scent before slowly exhaling, he even shook a bit. She was so brave, so brave and a whole lot stubborn.

"Do you really think Samual would be stupid enough to leave you in 'human' hands? Or in the care of someone he didn't think could do the job?" Gin asks, lifting his head a bit to peer down at her, slightly tilting his head. He had a rather worried look upon his features now, it filled his eyes and showed well in the sag of his shoulders. "I..." His breath was rather shaky. He had spent all of his life hiding what he was to humans, especially the past few years when things had become so dangerous. But he could do this, at least, he thought he could. "Have you ever wondered why I refused to go to the hospital that one time after I let that werewolf beat the crap out of me outside of Noir? Or how that werewolf broke his hand on my face? I mean, we both were covered in blood and he was using claws, but do you really know any normal, human male that can go toe to toe with a drunk werewolf and say that they got away with only a few scratches and a broken nose? And those scratches were gone practically within the hour."

Gin was trying to recall things that could indicate to her that he was not human. For the most part, Gin had played the part nearly perfectly. Though most of it just kept slipping from his mind, far to worried about Effy's reaction. Or if she would call him a liar... then he would really have to show her.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Gin stopped moving as Effy raised her voice. He had watched her do it before, but to other people. She didn't really do it to him, not that he noticed. He didn't notice but he held his breath too, it wasn't until after she had stopped talking that he let out a breath. Out of all the people that could probably stop Gin in his tracks, Effy was one of them. Though he quickly recovered, suddenly leaning heavily against the kitchen counter. "Are you sure you want to know, Effy?" He asks simply, peering at her with a rather worried emerald green gaze. He wasn't sure if he should tell her, but maybe it would just be easier to get it over with now than explaining everything later... they needed to leave here soon. He could sense her fear, he really didn't want to add to it, but he didn't really have a choice, it felt like.

"Well, Effy." He starts, still leaning against the counter, looking at her. "There is a very dangerous man waiting for you at Noir, the guy who sent Casey in here for my velvet ticket. Sam told me to protect you, which I fully intend to do. I contacted a 'friend' of mine to see if he could help, but that is a no-go." Gin slowly lifts a hand to lightly rub at the slight beard he had going on, scratching his chin somewhat before dropping his head forward slightly. "But its not just a 'dangerous man'. Its more like... a very powerful necromancer, you know, the kind that can raise people from the dead? Magic. He wants you for his collection." He didn't exactly give full details on everyone else, like how Samual was an Incubus or how Gin himself wasn't human, even though he appeared to be. But it was only a matter of time before things came to light... much sooner than he had hoped for.

"I will gladly answer any questions you might have on any of it or what my plans for us as of now, but we really need to get going before any more unwelcome guests arrive." His tone went from all serious to calm and coaxing in just a matter of seconds. It was painfully obvious all he had in mind at the moment was Effy's safety.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

"Pity. I caught wind that he was out after you, you sure it isn't a trap?" Gin's voice was still even and calm, but his hands were shaking as he now paced in front of the door. There was virtually nothing he could say to Micael at the moment to change any of this, not even Gin's life was worth a drop of it. Though pure shapeshifter blood was rare, it wasn't quite rare enough in the terms of Micael or Ra. "And you truly think I will just sit and watch you do such a thing? Have you, or anyone else for that matter, ever been able to get me to sit still for more than half a second?" Finally though he releases a rather rough sounding sigh, lightly smacking the flat of his free hand against the door. "And of course I do, we all love a bit of cat and mouse, right?"

But that was the end of the conversation as Gin promptly crushed the phone in his hand, letting the pieces drop to the floor. Archdemons, Necromancers, junkies, Gin was getting a bit tired of them. And why did it have to be this one human? There were millions more out there, but it just had to be this one human that he loved to no end. But then again, they could say the same thing about him. Out of all the humans, why had he chosen this one? Well, not really 'chose'. It was more like drawn too, like a moth to the flame. Just how was he going to pull this off? His mind was starting to reel already of possible plans of action. Disappearance was one of his fortes, but could he do it successfully with a human?

A bit of a shaky breath escapes Gin as he lightly kicks the bit of phone away from the door. He quickly turns and grabs all the change he had dropped onto the counter and slips it back into his pocket. He quickly starts to go through all of the bits of paper had with various things written on them before stuffing them all back into his jean pockets.

"Effy, you ready? We really need to get going. I sort of broke your phone and I have a bit of an odd question for you."

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Just how did Micael always know the buttons to press to piss Gin off? The shapeshifter groaned inwardly, shaking his head a bit as he stood by the door, slipping his boots on while the other end of the phone was lively with the others chattering. He was quiet for a couple of moments before he finally decided to speak up, a thought popping into his head. "Yeah, I heard all about that. Good times, eh?" He somehow managed to restrain himself from sighing loudly in sudden irritation, his tone remaining rather flat and even as he continued to speak.

"I sort of figured you'd want to know the Necromancer is after her too. To the point he had some flaky-ass human hold us at gunpoint for my ticket. Nearly got everyone's favorite killed, and while that is much better for him, not so much for the rest of us." Gin started, slowly setting down a bit of bait to see if Micael would take it. Though the city probably didn't need a huge battle between two powerful creatures during the midst of the war, Gin really couldn't find himself to care. He had to keep Effy safe, and he knew Micael wouldn't kill Effy... at least not right off the bat, he'd go after those close to her first. "She is pretty shaken up about the whole thing. Do you think it would be alright if we hid out in your part of town for a bit? Just until it calms down some? I figured I'd ask instead of just throwing trouble onto your doorstep. If you agree I wouldn't mind helping you with that little rat problem you have going on. And hell, we might even invite you over for dinner!"

Gin's house was located on the far side of town, just a mere few blocks into Micael's 'territory'. He rarely ever visited the place, and usually never slept there or anything else... but it was the perfect place to hide. No one but Micael himself knew of its location, as it was Micael who pointed Gin to the house. He was never sure why the aggravating and slightly terrifying man had done so, but then again, it could have just been to keep an eye on a potential useful object.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Gin blinks at the phone as Samual ended the call, his words were still ringing in his ears. He slowly sucks in a rather sharp breath before he slowly exhales. "Effy, my dear sweetness," He murmurs to her, "You need to get some cloths for a few days and anything else you might need. We are going to go to a friends house for a bit, I already got the OK from Samual. Change into something comfortable, get a hat too. We gotta' stop at my place to get a few things, too."

He hadn't been able to tell Samual what had happened, but it seemed he already knew and had a very good idea of what had transpired. The Necromancer. A small shiver went down his spine, he really was going to have to call Micael.How Gin had ended up with the guys number could be anyone's guess, you do enough odd jobs and sometimes things just fell into your lap naturally. Slowly he went about releasing Effy, slowly starting to dial one of the many numbers he had memorized. "Any favorite pillow or anything too."

He had to wait until Effy was off collecting her things before he could call Micael. Micael had a way of bringing out the absolute worst in people, he liked to push buttons, test limits and destroy them, and most of all he liked to toy with people, physically and mentally. Gin didn't want Effy near the phone while Micael was on the other end, even over the phone his voice had been known to effect humans. Even Gin wasn't immune to his words part of the time, which was quite a feast seeing as how calm he kept with a gun pointed at his head and Effy.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

"Yeah..." Gin coo'd out in a soft, reassuring tone as he wrapped one arm around her tightly while holding the phone in the other, his other arm still semi-wrapped around her though. "Which sort of makes me want to think it was someone who wasn't allowed there anymore, to maybe cause some trouble or something." He mutters, resting his head against hers as he carefully lifts the phone up towards his face with one hand. With a light tap of the screen it comes to life, filling with various little colorful squares with different designs and the alike. It takes him only a second to open her contacts, he doesn't even scroll through any of the numbers, merely opening the dial pad before he punches in Samual's personal cell-number. As the phone starts to make the 'Im calling the requested number' sounds he hugs onto Effy a bit tighter.

Someone on the other end of the line picked up and before they could even get out the words 'Hello' or 'What do you want', Gin swoops in quickly. "Hey, we've got a fuckin' huge problem here." Without really noticing it, Gin was holding the phone a bit awkwardly. He was holding it merely with a finger on each side, sort of away from his face. He didn't need it to be right beside his head, hell, he could have still heard it perfectly fine if it were outside in Effy's car! And while Gin might not have been one who used technology as often as others, he did at least know how to use it for when he needed it.