Watcha need fixed?

Miguel Angel Eguiluz is a 41 year old shape shifter who can turn into a human. To blend in they work at Woodland Park Autobody as a mechanic.He can be both fearless and cunning but also aggressive and jealous.

[migelangeleguiluz]

jeromesempire‌:

          Rome nodded his head in agreement, his sister did certainly always seem far more stressed than he was. The only thing that created his stress was a young vampire girl who refused to show how much she loved him, because she did love him and Rome was positive of as much.

          His following comment did ring with a note of familiarity, mostly from Marlena speaking since Rome was not one for television, and he mimicked them in his head before feeling the slap on his shoulder. Rome didn’t move when it hit but it was evident he felt the strength in the man’s action. He was by no means human and that was clear to Rome. “Sounds wonderful.”

         Once more Rome got into his car, attempting to start the vehicle the moment his present companion indicated for him to. For a moment he suspected it might not start but soon enough the engine roared to life and Rome released the pressure on the key. “Thank you,” Rome insisted, stepping out of his car again and approaching the man. “I’m guessing I still need her checked, yes?”

Something about how the man reacted caught his attention most humans would have been somewhat but the man didn’t even flinch. He wasn’t sure what the man was but he wasn’t human. Some shifter could tell what someone was by smelling them but Miguel didn’t have that gift. He wish he could it would be easier to tell who were friends and who were foe.  “Yeah  honestly I think you should get fully checked out. It might be the battery but it might be something else I really gotta get under to sea what’s going on. He replied. “You familiar with area?” He asked. “Cause my shop ain’t too far, you want to follow?” He asked. 

[migelangeleguiluz]

beckettts‌:

His arched brow brought out a mirrored expression from Beck, before shaking her head. “What makes you think I can’t handle a ghost?” It was clear, since they were strangers, that he didn’t know her interest in all things creepy and dark, but she always found humor in it. “I’d prefer to track down a demon, but let’s go.”

He had no idea what she knew but she didn’t know what he was. “You really ghost and them shit really exist? He asked. But of course he knew demons were as real as him and her. “Lead the way.” He said as he smiled at her. 

[migelangeleguiluz]

jeromesempire‌:

          Rome laughed when the guy said a man was meant to be strong. Rome was strong, but only incidentally. If he were human he figured his strength would by no means come close to that of the man before him. Being a vampire had it’s benefits. “Sister’s always seem to,” he said, not in the least offended by the man’s statement. Men these days did tend to need strength.

          “Either way I can offer you some cash for the advice, I’d have been sitting here otherwise,” Rome offered, presuming with his knowledge that he was in fact a mechanic. “If you have a shop and it does need to be towed I’m quite content for it to be taken there. You seem to know what’s going on, and if you’re conning me it’s pleasant enough I won’t object.”

“You know what they say, ignorance is bliss.” He replied, Miguel didn’t care if he was smart or not, as long as he could get into a fight and win. He like the way he was. 

Miguel wasn’t going to say no to money, shit kids were expensive.  “Gracias compa.Yeah my shop isn’t too far down the road, we’ll take care of you.” He said as he playfully smacked the other’s shoulder. Now he was really motivated to get the car running. He connected the cables to the start but didn’t connect them to his bike. He had to turn his bike running before. He revved the engine a couple a times, the loud roar of his bike broke the silence of the road. 

“Alright you’re gonna start your car on my mark. And keep going until you hear your car start or I call stop.” He said as he walked over to his bike and attached the cables to it. 

“Ready? Set, go!” He said as he rev his engine again. 

[migelangeleguiluz]

jeromesempire‌:

         “I am head designer for my families jewelry house,” he explained, on his thumb a house ring and two others that were uniquely styled, all featuring rubies. “Was meant to be the CEO but didn’t have much of a head for it, my elder sister runs everything,” Rome explained of himself, looking to the familial ring for a moment or two. He had not seen his sister in decades, notes all that were ever exchanged.

          Rome cut the engine as he said it was enough. “I’m guessing that is not something I can presently fix?” Rome said as he stepped from his vehicle, rings clicking on the frame of the door. “Or rather, you can presently fix since I am obviously quite lost.”

“Sounds fancy.” Miguel replied, if the shifter had been in his younger years he would have robbed the man. But he gave that life up after his son was born. His loved his cub and he meant the world to him. Now he was just a man trying to make honest money. “Yeah my sister caught the brains.” He smiled. “But who really needs that. A man is suppose to be strong.” 

“If the battery is dead, yes I can temporarily fix her. I would recommend getting the battery replaced sooner than later.  But if its the spark plug then you’re going to need to tow it in somewhere.” He replied as he walked over to his bike and pulled out two spark cables. 

[migelangeleguiluz]

jeromesempire‌:

        Rome chuckled, leaning against the edge of his car as the man moved about. “I think my sister would say the same of me and anything other than art, I’m fairly useless in most practical ways,” he admitted, only confident enough to do so because he was in the presence of another male and not a female. Things were just not thought of in the same way when Rome was younger. Working on cars was for servants and trade folk, not for him.

         “Alright,” Rome agreed, pushing his hip off the side of the car and getting back inside, turning the engine over. Trying to listen for anything peculiar, even if he didn’t know what it could mean at all.

Miguel glanced at the man and couldn’t tell he was a rich bitch. Something about the man screamed ‘I’v never gotten my hands dirty.’ He figured the man was a lawyer or businessman. But the man probably made ten times what he made, lucky bastard. “Yeah you some kind of art dealer?” He asked. 

Miguel paused as he listen, that’s when he heard the charting noise. He smiled when he realized what was wrong. He could tell the engine wasn’t working. “Alright that’s enough.” He said as he walked over to him. “Your might be dead or it might be your spark plug. But tend to fuck up when you leave a car standing for awhile.” 

[migelangeleguiluz]

jeromesempire‌:

         Being French, incredibly French even if he sounded quite American, Rome had no clue what ‘vato’ meant and wondered if it was perhaps used in the same way that he insulted other’s in his native tongue, a pretty or complimentary sounding word that actually meant something insulting. “That sounds quite lucky, yes. That would most certainly help,” Rome agreed, his own words sounding so distinctly different to the man’s but Rome moving around to the front of his car to open the hood, lifting it gently and hooking it so it stayed up. “I don’t know anything about cars, she’s been in storage so long it could be anything.”

“Well if it makes you feel better I don’t much of anything other than cars.” Miguel nodded as he moved his bike in front of the car. Swiftly the shifter took off his helmet and kicked the stand. Once his beside was off, Miguel walked over to the car and looked around. He dropped to his stomach to see if anything was leaking. He popped open the hood, “Try giving the car some gas, I want to see something.” He said.

[migelangeleguiluz]

jeromesempire‌:

          Rome looked up to see the rough around the edges looking man, his own formality a stark contrast, even his car - in his opinion - felt entirely opposite the man’s motorbike. “Much sweeter when she’s working,” he admittedly of the thing. “I haven’t had her serviced in some time, just had her shipped here, did not anticipate she’d give up on me so quickly.”

Miguel’s ear sparked but when the man said it wasn’t working. He nodded as he glanced at it. “Well look at God, you’re in luck vato.” He smiled. “I’m a mechanic, I can take a look at her and see what’s going, if you want.” Miguel wasn’t in a rush and his boss wouldn’t care if he was late.

[6rotesque-j]

“So, what do you say?” Beck asked, smile spreading across her cheeks. “Do you want to accompany me to the graveyard? I’m going with or without you, but I think it’d be more fun with someone else. Maybe we’ll find haunted dirt or something. I heard people were seeing ghosts around here and I just — UGH, that’d be so cool!”

[migelangeleguiluz]

The shifter arched an eyebrow as she spoke. Of course he knew ghost were real but he wondered if the human knew that? He wasn’t sure but he knew how to keep his mouth shut. “You think you can handle ghost and shit?” He asked with a smile. “I’m down.”

[hastalikhunts]

Broken Down || OPEN&Rome

        Rome walked around his car, the vehicle from practically a hundred now, - a surreal thought even for a vampire - was broken down in the center of town. He’d been wandering around it for some time, unsure of how to fix the thing and not quite yet aware of the town beyond his hotel, a cafe he could stand, and where Lena went, to know where a close by mechanics might be, specifically one that could handle a car as old as his without completely destroying the beauty.

          With his hazards on he hoped someone would perhaps be kind enough to stop but if worst came to worst then he could probably put the car into neutral and push it back to his hotel with moderate ease. Not the best option, but an option. Fortunately however it seemed someone approached.

[migelangeleguiluz]

Miguel looked at watch and realize he had enough time to take the long way to work. It was finally a great day to take his bike so he hopped on, Big Greta, and drove off. He stopped at a red sign when he noticed a beautiful Lincoln Continental. The car looked in great shape but that’s when he noticed the man pacing around it. He wondered why? He flipped up his visor and said “Pretty sweet ride you got.”