Saya had a humored expression when Charles said that he was a man of his word. Even though he was in his 80โฒs, it didnโt change the fact that he still had the physical form of a boy.
โWell, Iโve had my share of bad blood with you so think of it as a little payback. After all, weโre technically allies from this point on arenโt we?โ
When Charles stood up, Saya rose from the bench as well. She hated to admit it but those words irked her, even made her feel a bit guilty.
She never wanted to rally people towards her misguided cause. It just happened because of Joelโs son. She originally hated her own kind for she saw their existence as dangerous and humans as her family and friends but now she realized that she had been used by them at the start. Yes! Many innocent lives had died for the sake of killing Chiropterans but thank goodness they never died in her arms.
She made a resounding smack across the boyโs cheek. She quickly turned around and softly said โIt wasnโt just Diva I wanted to kill, I wanted to kill myself along with all other Chiropterans because after seeing Divaโs destruction, I thought we were dangerous to humans and couldnโt coexist with them. But now, I have to keep living to see if I can fix everything.โ
Afterwards she left. During the past time, she had done her best to gather supplies: hard cash drawn from Red Shieldโs credit cards and she had Hagi request Julia for tons of blood bags for โhisโ personal use. David notified her that they would begin moving tomorrow so she decided to head back to the park where she and Charles had met previous times.
She sat down, in a different bench this time and softly asked โCharles, are you there?โ
although anticipating the contact of her hand to his face, it was enough force to make him step back. at least she made it look realistic. he couldnโt linger on petty things like this anymore, theyโd have to work together from now on. keeping an irritated expression when she spoke softly, he wanted to smirk at her use of past tense, it was a little bit of a relief. sheโd really moved pass the idea of killing Diva.
he stood with the same expression for a few more moments before dusting himself off and walking his own direction.
in the weeks that passed sinceย their last encounter he had managed to get a substantial amount of money for their plan. skimming off new Cinq Flรจche projects along with taping into his own finances. never taking enough to raise a brow, it was finally at an amount that they could survive reasonably well for a good amount of time. his main challenges being getting a new wardrobe and blood he could take on the go with Van always around. as much as he enjoyed his style it attracted too much attention. at the moment Carl heard her voice he was in a meeting, having to excuse himself nonchalantly before going to a nearby balcony and where he shooed off Van for a bit.ย
โ ย ๐ can hearย you, however I donโt think I can make it to you right now. What is it? ย โ he spoke in a frequency only their kind would understand. staring out at the oranges and pinks of the skyโs late afternoon.
