Bare with me. I don't know what Georgia's personality is like, Considering she had like, what, three lines of dialogue. I own nothing and this story's rating may (Will) change. please review! Has anyone noticed most of my stories take place at night? Oddly enough, that's when I write then.
Georgia was walking down the street towards "Tiana's Palace." It was late and starting to get to dark to see. She stopped at the side of a building to catch her barings.
"You lost, chere?" A deep voice from behind her asked. She spun around and saw the Shadowman standing behind her. She tried to run but was to frightened to move. Her heart raced in her chest. He didn't move; just stood there watching her coldly. The first thing she really noticed about him was his eyes. They were a deep violet and were both beautiful and haunting at the same time. All she could thing of were the stories told to her as a child. Beware the Shadowman. At the end of the day, no matter what differences, everyone could agree to that. Very few natives sought him out; and those who did were usually avoided. He stepped towards her and she lost it. She dropped to the ground and started to cry.
"Oh God," she whispered to herself. "Oh God. Oh God." Facilier stepped forward and knelt down in front of the sobbing woman.
"Shh," he whispered gentle. "I won't hurt y'all." He placed his hand under her chin and lifted her face to his. She trembled at his touch; tears streaming down her cheeks. The gentleness of his voice frightened her and yet, at the same time, it was oddly appealing. He lifted his other hand and wiped the tears of her cheek. He helped her get to her feet and then held her against his body. "Pretty little thing like you shouldn't be out this late alone," he said. Without thnking she nodded; her head pressed against his chest. She could hear his heartbeat and it had an oddly calming effect on her. He placed his hand gently under her chin and lifted up her head. "What are y'all doing here?" He asked. She stared at him, unable to look away from his eyes.
"I-I was on my way to Tiana's restaurant," she said. He laughed, a deep sinister chuckle that echoed through his whole body.
"That's awfully far away, darling," he said. "Y'all lost." She nodded.
"It was dark and I couldn't see where I was going," she said. He smiled, sending a chil down her spine.
"I think I can help you with that," he said. He let go of he and stepped back, turning towards his shadow. Shadow recognized what his master intended to do and slid off into the shadows. Holding out his palm, Facilier made a small purple flame appear. It floated just above his palm as he turned to Georgia. "Hold out your hand," he said. Georgia eyed the flame with a mixture of fear and suspision. "Don't worry, chere," he said. "It won't burn you." He smiled, showing the gap between his front teeth. "Trust me." Georgia shuddered, to frightened to protest, and held out her hand. He dropped the cool flame onto her palm. It floated just above her open hand. She looked at it then back to him.
"T-Thank you," she stuttered. He smiled again.
"No problem, darling," he said. "Just tell Tiana I said 'Bonjour.'" She nodded and took of running. When she was a little ways away he yelled, "Good luck, Georgia." She paused and looked back at the Shadowman.
I never told him my name.
Wow! Facilier's kinda creepy. Sexy, but creepy. Poor Georgia, that's what you get for getting lost in Facilier's part of town(so all of it). This isn't the last she'll be seeing of him. I'm not quite sure when this is meant to take place, but Tiana's starting to get used to facilier being a pest. W/o the 'Friends' breathing down his neck he's milder and less killy. There's just no reason for him to kill people if he doesn't have a debt to pay back.