ooc: hey this sounds kind of interesting and sorry it took so long to get here, i was looking around at all the other things on here. but never fear! and i feel it imparative to warn you now, when i can't think of anything intelligent to say i start rambling...

The lone woman stood comfortably just outside of the big city, feeling the nearly familiar pulse of her youngest son. The one who gave her this-gift, or curse which ever fit her mood at the time she thought about it. She knew he was close and thought she would stop by to see him, after all it had been a while since their last meeting, and she grew tired of the constant lonliness the wilderness gave her. she longed to feel the close proximity of Lestat. And she had not feed in a few nights; the club where Lestat was currnetly playing host to some of the local residents seemed interesting enough.

She knew if she tried hard enough she could just conceal herself from him and watch while he fed lightly and did the same herself, that she could also get out of there quickly and possibly without confrontation.
Entering slowly and staying strictly to the shadows she made her way to the most vacated area stopping only to order a small drink, just to not attact too much attention.

On her way there she was reminded of why she favored the forests and animals to the daily lives of people with their clumsy movements. they did not share any of the same qualities vampires had.

Hiding in the shadows trying to avoind the inevitable attention her sheer appearance brings every public place she goes. Gingerly sipping her drink knowing she hasn't an appetite for anything these simpleton mortals could sell her. But dreading the one thing that threatens to take a firm hold of her strict control; crimson elixir. All these willing humans just waiting for her to open her arms and accept them, take them whole. Knowing also that if her control wavers for even a second that she would be found out.

Gabrielle avoids the many stares and mockery of the unknowing clubbers, she smirks to herself at the thoughts of feeding upon their souls but a sharpe pulse brings her crashing back to reality. She knows he is close so looking up and straight forward to find his unusually tall yet quite familar from on the other side of the dark and flashing room. Quickly she pulls all traces of her power in, confused on why she is putting off this inevitable meeting.

Feeling instant frustration and then complete concentration Gabrielle knew her beloved had found her charade and that it was usless to keep lurking. She then perked her ears at a now quite famous but low in volumed and still as beautiful as ever tune hopefully meant just for her. She then, without disturbing the flow and clumsy movements of the crowd in between them, skillfully glided the short distance to the bar. Still hesitant to approach this beautiful being after such a long seperation, pondering what his reaction will be and wondering if he will pose the ever threatening question of wheither she will stay again.

Abandoning her still full drink on the booth she had just vacated, but not in vain for lingering closely were many mortals who were just poor enough to get into the place and were scavenging for someone to leave a drink or to buy them one in the process of sedation. Knowing this Gabrielle had purposefully left it in hopes that the blaspheming mortal would leave her to her subtle mind frame.

She gingerly sat on one of the many crude items now called stools. Basking in the few seconds before confrontation with her long-time friend and companion on the Devil's Road. Taking in his sweet scent, gazing contentedly at the reflection of the many flourescent colored lights playing innocently on his long and fashionably unkempt hair. Longing to have and hold her truly immortal lover.

Gabrielle felt needed and wanted, but she knew she would aquire a strong distaste for it only moments after meeting with Lestat. She hugged him back for the sake of being close to another immortal after so long, but would have to quickly pull away for fear of close proximity. She loved the feel of his hair against her hardend skin, but knew this ecstasy would not last. And that she had to end it soon, before he could put any ideas into her mind of once again living domestically and together.

Loving the sweet familiarity though, she clung tight for this was her son and maker, her Lelio! Would not she miss him when she left? Wouldn't they still care for eachother when the miles between them lay distant, and in fact being so far away that she would not be near enough a person through which she could receive transmissions? But those thoughts were not welcome in her mind as she embraced Lestat, she didn't want to think that far ahead not now when she was this close to someone who loved her without fail. So suffering but with pleasure she sat and took what he gave so willingly.

Feeling the stares of others and gaining strength to keep going just to spite all the hoes that had tried and failed horribly at getting and keeping Lestats attention. She knew he wanted none of what they could give, none except for the hot liquid flowing through their veins. Which at the thought seemed quite enticing...

ooc: sorry it's taken so long for me to reply...

ic: Feeling the cool of his pale hand upon her cheek she knew she could not resist but to go with him, if only for a bit. Though the look in his eyes seems to be more of the past than of the present, and her too. Memories threatend to take over all concious thought but she fought them in favor of making jealous the slutty mortals pleading for attention from her beloved Lelio.

Gabrielle rubbed the hand that rested on her icy pale skin, grinning at the envy in those few mortal, watching eyes. Having not said a word to her dear Lestat yet she considered her answer carfully. Not knowing how to say that she would surely go away from this meek excuse of civilization. So she instead stood, gingerly taking Lestat's hands in both of hers.

"Yes my beloved, let us leave this intense heat in favor of something much more sedate and less bothersome."

The pair standing there in the night lights of this simple club looked astounding as the colors drifted off their skin. And the music seeming not to bother them as they stared into the deep, solem eyes of the other. Nothing could part them at this time, they had finally found eachother and did not wish to be bothered by some undeserving human. Peace and quiet their destination, and so they would take their leave.

The chilled wind blowing softly but consistantly and pulling on the all the loose golden locks that flew off in the night. The moon shining bright on the two figures that make thier way slowly to their destination. With not a care on who coudl be watching them. They were too interested in eachother to pay attention to anything that would have been going on around them. All the night animals and stray cats or dogs did not matter to the pair, they were content in what they were doing.

They reached a house, very beautiful in it's own way, with a beautiful garden to top it all off. The view was grand to behold and Gabrielle soaked it in without a second thought. Up on the porch Lestat stopped and held open the door, Gabrielle knew he did not expect this to last long. She graciously stepped in before him already wondering where she could run off to next.

Looking around at how the room she had just entered was constructed. At how the walls met precisely with the ceiling and the floor, and how the afore mentioned things were shaped. Then at all the furniture that was placed just right around the room. Everything fit together and stayed up to date while giving off an appearence of older style. Lestat always decorated quite nicely. He always had the latest styles and everything looked genuinely new as well. Her Lestat was just the same as she remembered and she loved him just as she had before.

Inside the almost empty house there was not much movement, but from the outside things were different and well unaware of the great presences that graced them. The wind blew on as if nothing were different and the animals hunted like there would be no tomorrow. Little children slept and spunky rebelious teenagers created public damage while setting their futurs for prison.

She stared around in wonder and amazment. The lights shining just so. Brining things into perspective and facading all the images. This looks like a nice place and it could be good for a while, after all, even Gabrielle had agreed to staying or atleast checking in at the "coven house" in miami. But the wild and unexplored was calling her name. The arms of her beloved looked so welcoming, and yet she could not stand still. She missed him so when she was gone.

ooc: this is all i have time for right now, but i will finish it later i promise!