Alright, this is in Jager's POV. Really has no importance to the plot, and
I'm not even sure what is going on myself. Once again, I own Adrian Lucia
and Nada. And the phone, of course. Heh.
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"Are you sure that this things works?" I asked Jaguar as I held the palm sized phone in my left hand. It wasn't a cell phone, it was just very portable. Just as I tossed it in the air and was ready to catch it, his whip snapped out and caught it, then he handed it back to me with a serious look. Man, you should have seen his face when I tossed it. It was like someone told him that he couldn't shape shift into a jaguar.
"Yes, I'm sure." He replied as I examined it carefully. I never used a phone. I never had a use for one, until now.
"How does it work?" Of course this would intrigue any vampire or witch. Ever since the witches had spelled the boundaries of Midnight, no telephone, radio, or vampire signals were able to get in or out. No one had use for a telephone anyway; we could all talk with our minds.
"Well, the witches' boundary was so strong that it took them three straight days to make an invisible whole about the size of my fist in it. This phone uses satellites to transmit your mental messages to the vampire you want. Basically it just redirects you through the whole and then it's done."
"Who came up with the idea?" I instantly had humans checked off the list. Obviously. And I doubted that a vampire wanted it considering that we never agreed with each other, New Mayhem and Midnight.
"Lucia, actually." He told me with a grin that made me suspect that he was upset that he hadn't thought about it. However, he wasn't born into a technical world, as Lucia had.
"Good for her. Now, how does this work?"
For the next twenty minutes, which seemed like eternity, he explained it to me. After it somewhat made sense, I put the phone to my ear and sent a message to Aubrey. 'Aubrey, can you hear me?'
To my surprise, I got an answer. 'Jager. What a surprise. Did Jessica kill somebody important?' I smirked. The phone worked.
'No, not yet.' I answered back.
'Do you have something to ask me?' Hmm I wonder what gave him that idea. Maybe it was the strain in my voice. The voice in my head. Heh, that didn't come out right.
'Yes.'
'Something important? Because if it's not important, you could let me finish feeding.' Oops, I winced.
'It's important to me and you are the only one I can trust.' Trust. What a weird word. I hadn't trusted many vampires in my life, completely that is.
'Hmm intriguing. Please do tell.' Slowly, I began explaining what had happened so far, several times rephrasing myself, several times getting interrupted, and several times dropping the phone.
'And after that I decided to ask you for help.' Whew. Relief. Maybe I could get an answer or advice out of him.
'I'll be there next week.' Was his answer before it was obvious that he 'signed off'.
"Did it work?" Jaguar's voice broke my silence. Hmm.
"Do you think that I would stand here for almost an hour staring blankly at a wall with a phone to my ear not speaking if it wasn't working?"
"Guess not," he answered me with a bit of hostility in his voice. Good. Glad he knew to back off.
"Yes, the phone works." With that, I left. I rarely say thank you to anyone or anything.
On my way down to my room, I saw Jessica and Lucia walking into Jessica's room. Girl talk, I thought with disgust, although I personally doubted that Jessica was ever a girl that had 'girl talks'.
I went into one of the lounges to think. Really I went in there to get close to the fire. I like fire. Unfortunately, it seemed as if Adrian did as well. "I heard you have Nada in your room now Jager," he stated even before I could take a few steps into the room.
"What if I do?" I growled in return.
"Well, I really doubt that Jaguar would approve of HIS new pet in YOUR room," Adrian replied with his smile obvious in his voice. I wanted to rip out his heart and make him eat it. I also had to bite my tongue to keep from saying something offensive. Although humans rarely get under my skin, Midnight vampires are a different story.
I refused to let him get to me, so I continued into the room and sat in the armchair closet to the fire, which meant I put my back to Adrian. Vampires do take that as a way of saying 'You aren't worth worrying about. You aren't strong enough to make me not want you at my back. You are weak'. I heard him stand up, heard the growl he was suppressing in his throat. I didn't even flinch as he moved right behind me. I felt his black eyes glaring daggers at me, but he is not worth my time, my energy.
"You have her blood on you." He informed me simply. Maybe he wasn't stupid after all; well, not as stupid as I had thought. Gripping my shirt, he stared at the small dot of blood on my shirt. We vampires can smell blood. If your nose could smell more than 10 times better than a bloodhound, you could too.
My iron grip closed over his hands and squeezed until I heard a satisfying crack. I then let his hand go and he pulled away. Although we heal fast, I am sure he did not appreciate the pain. Although I know that he isn't as weak as Daryl, he is not stronger than me. Not many are. "Damn you Jager," he hissed at me. Now, I was there the day Fala and Aubrey fought about Jessica, and I couldn't resist.
"Already been done," I told him with a wide grin. I had to force myself not to laugh. When Aubrey got here I would have to tell him about this. Even his rare sense of humor would enjoy this.
"Damn you again!" Oh boy, I bit my lip to keep from laughing. If only Aubrey could be here, he would either growl at me for using his responses or smile at my memory.
"Too late," I growled, turning around and glaring at him. "And after 400 years, I'd think you could come up with something better than that." That set him off. He pounced at me and we both ended up on the floor, him on top. Ours eyes locked for a brief second before I hit him with my mind and sent him reeling back.
"Am I interrupting something?" The voice was stern but I could tell that Turquoise was just as humored as I was. Adrian took one look at her and left to his room, and I sat up to see her leaning against the door frame with a dagger in her hand.
"Not anymore," I told her. Then I left as well. Maybe I could go back to my room and get some sleep.
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Sorry!! *begs for forgiveness* I hope this wasnt as sucky to you as it was to me! I had to add some humor to the story, I'm sorry!!!
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"Are you sure that this things works?" I asked Jaguar as I held the palm sized phone in my left hand. It wasn't a cell phone, it was just very portable. Just as I tossed it in the air and was ready to catch it, his whip snapped out and caught it, then he handed it back to me with a serious look. Man, you should have seen his face when I tossed it. It was like someone told him that he couldn't shape shift into a jaguar.
"Yes, I'm sure." He replied as I examined it carefully. I never used a phone. I never had a use for one, until now.
"How does it work?" Of course this would intrigue any vampire or witch. Ever since the witches had spelled the boundaries of Midnight, no telephone, radio, or vampire signals were able to get in or out. No one had use for a telephone anyway; we could all talk with our minds.
"Well, the witches' boundary was so strong that it took them three straight days to make an invisible whole about the size of my fist in it. This phone uses satellites to transmit your mental messages to the vampire you want. Basically it just redirects you through the whole and then it's done."
"Who came up with the idea?" I instantly had humans checked off the list. Obviously. And I doubted that a vampire wanted it considering that we never agreed with each other, New Mayhem and Midnight.
"Lucia, actually." He told me with a grin that made me suspect that he was upset that he hadn't thought about it. However, he wasn't born into a technical world, as Lucia had.
"Good for her. Now, how does this work?"
For the next twenty minutes, which seemed like eternity, he explained it to me. After it somewhat made sense, I put the phone to my ear and sent a message to Aubrey. 'Aubrey, can you hear me?'
To my surprise, I got an answer. 'Jager. What a surprise. Did Jessica kill somebody important?' I smirked. The phone worked.
'No, not yet.' I answered back.
'Do you have something to ask me?' Hmm I wonder what gave him that idea. Maybe it was the strain in my voice. The voice in my head. Heh, that didn't come out right.
'Yes.'
'Something important? Because if it's not important, you could let me finish feeding.' Oops, I winced.
'It's important to me and you are the only one I can trust.' Trust. What a weird word. I hadn't trusted many vampires in my life, completely that is.
'Hmm intriguing. Please do tell.' Slowly, I began explaining what had happened so far, several times rephrasing myself, several times getting interrupted, and several times dropping the phone.
'And after that I decided to ask you for help.' Whew. Relief. Maybe I could get an answer or advice out of him.
'I'll be there next week.' Was his answer before it was obvious that he 'signed off'.
"Did it work?" Jaguar's voice broke my silence. Hmm.
"Do you think that I would stand here for almost an hour staring blankly at a wall with a phone to my ear not speaking if it wasn't working?"
"Guess not," he answered me with a bit of hostility in his voice. Good. Glad he knew to back off.
"Yes, the phone works." With that, I left. I rarely say thank you to anyone or anything.
On my way down to my room, I saw Jessica and Lucia walking into Jessica's room. Girl talk, I thought with disgust, although I personally doubted that Jessica was ever a girl that had 'girl talks'.
I went into one of the lounges to think. Really I went in there to get close to the fire. I like fire. Unfortunately, it seemed as if Adrian did as well. "I heard you have Nada in your room now Jager," he stated even before I could take a few steps into the room.
"What if I do?" I growled in return.
"Well, I really doubt that Jaguar would approve of HIS new pet in YOUR room," Adrian replied with his smile obvious in his voice. I wanted to rip out his heart and make him eat it. I also had to bite my tongue to keep from saying something offensive. Although humans rarely get under my skin, Midnight vampires are a different story.
I refused to let him get to me, so I continued into the room and sat in the armchair closet to the fire, which meant I put my back to Adrian. Vampires do take that as a way of saying 'You aren't worth worrying about. You aren't strong enough to make me not want you at my back. You are weak'. I heard him stand up, heard the growl he was suppressing in his throat. I didn't even flinch as he moved right behind me. I felt his black eyes glaring daggers at me, but he is not worth my time, my energy.
"You have her blood on you." He informed me simply. Maybe he wasn't stupid after all; well, not as stupid as I had thought. Gripping my shirt, he stared at the small dot of blood on my shirt. We vampires can smell blood. If your nose could smell more than 10 times better than a bloodhound, you could too.
My iron grip closed over his hands and squeezed until I heard a satisfying crack. I then let his hand go and he pulled away. Although we heal fast, I am sure he did not appreciate the pain. Although I know that he isn't as weak as Daryl, he is not stronger than me. Not many are. "Damn you Jager," he hissed at me. Now, I was there the day Fala and Aubrey fought about Jessica, and I couldn't resist.
"Already been done," I told him with a wide grin. I had to force myself not to laugh. When Aubrey got here I would have to tell him about this. Even his rare sense of humor would enjoy this.
"Damn you again!" Oh boy, I bit my lip to keep from laughing. If only Aubrey could be here, he would either growl at me for using his responses or smile at my memory.
"Too late," I growled, turning around and glaring at him. "And after 400 years, I'd think you could come up with something better than that." That set him off. He pounced at me and we both ended up on the floor, him on top. Ours eyes locked for a brief second before I hit him with my mind and sent him reeling back.
"Am I interrupting something?" The voice was stern but I could tell that Turquoise was just as humored as I was. Adrian took one look at her and left to his room, and I sat up to see her leaning against the door frame with a dagger in her hand.
"Not anymore," I told her. Then I left as well. Maybe I could go back to my room and get some sleep.
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Sorry!! *begs for forgiveness* I hope this wasnt as sucky to you as it was to me! I had to add some humor to the story, I'm sorry!!!