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Walking was boring. It really was. Especially alone at night. Of course she had Miss Edith but she was only good for a few things. Miss Edith talked way too much, so Drusilla had to gag her to keep from spilling all their secrets. Poor Miss Edith. She really did need to learn to keep her mouth shut. One of these days, Drusilla was not going to play nice anymore. Drusilla had to remind Miss Edith of this many times over the last few years, while Drusilla was locked away.

It was funny. The doctors had tried once tried to take Miss Edith away from Drusilla. Let's just say it did not work out very well. That was a very very bad day for the hospital. They of course allowed Miss Edith to stay, gag and all. Though, Drusilla agreed to make the gag a necklaces for her doll, while admitted, so she did not frighten the other patients. That clearly did not last long. Miss Edith spoke way too often, and she almost always spoke out of turn. Miss Edith would never learn. Drusilla would never give up on her doll, but how many dinners could the doll miss before she learned her lesson?

Though Drusilla's feet did not hurt, she's still been walking many nights. She's been walking for a while, and Miss Edith needed a place to rest. She kept bitching about how thirsty she was, and how she'd like something to drink. Drusilla just could not take the nagging anymore. So she had to stop. She knew she was close to her destination. But she could not last another minute with Miss Edith's tantrums. Even the gag helped little.

Turning down an empty street, Drusilla allowed herself to follow a vision she had had. The vision would lead her to a place where she'd be accepted, where she could get a meal of her own, Miss Edith could eat as well. There would be no awkward questions. It would be a good place. She wished she had known the name of the bar. She only knew where she had to go, not where she was going. She did not even see the entrance. She just knew where to go.

So she walked, Miss Edith walking along side her. Well... really she was hand in hand with Drusilla, hanging there. But in Drusilla's eyes, Miss Edith could walk. Turning the corner to a dark ally, Drusilla froze. A broken sign shone at the end of the way, Willy's..... WILLYS?! Was she reading that right.

"Miss Edith do you see what I see?" She asked the doll, not taking her eyes from the broken sketchy sign. "Willy.. he's here! He has come for me!" Drusilla announced. If her heart had been beating, it would have skipped a beat. "My Willy! He's here! He must be!" She exclaimed to her doll, before she took of running, Miss Edith still in her hand. "Miss Edith you must hurry, or there will be no supper." Drusilla called as she pushed the door to the bar open.

"I demand you find my Willy. Don't you come back until you have found him." Drusilla scolded her doll, before tossing Miss Edith into the air. Drusilla walked right to the bar and took a seat. She'd wait patiently for Miss Edith to return with her Spiky. Drusilla was oblivious to the fact that Miss Edith was just laying on the floor. Drusilla truly believed Miss Edith was looking for Spike.

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The Trickster was walking down the street, completely amused for the wonderful prank that he was very proud of. He was almost dancing down the street, which would look strange to a human. The youngest archangel looked around and saw that the street he was walking down was completely empty, maybe a person here and there. He continued on his merry way.

The Trickster had left the young ginger prophet again, staying a bit before leaving again after the conversation with Castiel. He also was still debating over helping out Crowley. There was just so much crap going on that the toughest archangel didn't know how to approach everything from this point. The youngest archangel just needed to clear his mind.

He stopped in front of Willy's bar and shrugged. He could completely scare the shit out of everyone inside or he could go in pretending to be a demigod and still scare the shit out of people or creatures inside.

The Trickster stepped inside and saw the young woman in front of him who happened to be a vampire, throw her doll behind her hitting the Trickster. He smirked and walked over to the bar and placed the doll beside the woman. He could tell something was completely off about her.

"Miss Edith found me instead." The Trickster said to her, playing along.

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Drusilla was just sitting minding her own business, happy as can be as she waited for Miss Edith to come back with her Willy, her Spiky, her baby. But looks like the stars fortune was correct. She would not see her Spiky today, but she would meet someone who was very much important. She had no idea who she was going to meet, but the stars told her this man was going to be someone she'd want on her side. Not that Drusilla was going to get into any trouble. Drusilla was incapable of getting into too much trouble alone. It's when other people manipulated Dru and told her what to do, that's when bad things happened.

"Miss Edith!" Drusilla said sounding shocked as the man placed her doll on the chair next to her. "Shame on you." She scolded picking the doll up by the neck. "You will get no supper tonight" She continued. "you are punished." She said standing up, and walking over to a corner. She placed Miss Edith standing facing the corner, leaning on the walls. Miss Edith needed to think about what she had done. Bringing people over to Dru, wasting their time. Miss Edith really mustn't be so irresponsible.

"Miss Edith is a very bad girl." Drusilla said to the man, as she climbed back into her original seat, only this time Drusilla was facing the man, not the bar top. "Shame, she gets no cakes." Drusilla added. "The moon brought them fresh." Drusilla stated, glancing back at her doll for a minute, before turning her head to face them man again with lightning speed. "You know the moon. He speaks to you." Drusilla said cocking her head to the side, her hand raising to the side of her face, her index finger and middle finger sticking right out pointed to his face. "He's in you. The moon.... I can see him." Drusilla said, getting a little closer to the man. "Come out Mr. Moon.... come out come out... where ever you are!" She ended, her face getting continually close to the mans. She'd get as close as she could, until their noses touched, and she was looking him really right in the eye ball. That's assuming he let her get that close.

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The Trickster watched the woman. He could tell that she is a vampire but she was still a whole lot younger than he is. She was still acting crazy. Maybe she really was this crazy and it wasn't an act. He would still mess with her, knowing that she is a killer. He enjoyed messing with people and well killing the not so innocent himself but would he actually feel bad that he was doing this? He wouldn't really know. There are a lot of things running through the Tricksters mind. Would he tell her that he is a god, play the part of Loki or would he tell her that he is an angel? If he told her either story and she had someone she was working with they probably wouldn't believe a word she said. Maybe the Trickster was just underestimating her. It was all very possible. 

He had watched her punish the doll, calling her miss Edith and placed her in the corner like she was punishing a child. That made him more curious. She had come back and sat down beside him again. The youngest archangel was watching every move she made curiously. She had told him that the doll was being a very bad girl and that it was a shame that she would get no cakes. 

"that's a little harsh, don't you think?" the Trickster asked her curiously. "after all, she did try her hardest and found someone better than who you were looking for." the Trickster shrugged. 

The Trickster watched her when she spoke again. She told him that the moon spoke to him, that the moon was inside him and that she wanted the moon to come out, making it sound like they were playing hide and go seek. He smiled to her. She then got really close to him, their noses touching and her staring at him directly into the eyeballs. A smirk just appeared  on the archangels face.

"there's no moon in here." he said and he then decided what he was going to say to her. He knew that she probably saw that he is an angel, not a demigod as he had been playing for so long. "I'm Gabriel."

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"Miss Edith is very bad girl. And girls need to be taught lessons." Drusilla tried to reason with the man. Maybe he was not understanding her. Miss Edith was told to find Spike, but she comes back with a new man attached to her. She had wasted the poor mans time, and still Drusilla does not have her Spikey. Still she sits alone, no arms wrapped safe around her, no person to keep her protected. No one to tell her what to do or how to act. No one to explain the ways of the world to her. But most of all, no one to hurt her. Drusilla liked to be hurt, her daddy did it best of course, but Grand-mum helped lots too. She was just lost. Walking all this way to find her family, and all she gets is this guy... this guy... who was this guy? Who ever he was, he was surly special, she could tell. She could see his mind working in front of her. He was a different kind of man. One she has never seen before, one she wished she knew more about.

One the visions had told her about. She'd run into this man, she knew that much... but she did not expect Miss Edith to play a role in it. Bad doll. She is not to listen to the pixies... that was Drusilla's job. Miss Edith was to follow along blindly, not saying a word. She already had to gag her doll, did Drusilla have to cut out her eyes too? That was so much work. But if that would teach Miss Edith a lesson, then it must be done. Girls should not think on their own. No no.. girls needed a daddy to teach them.

There face touched, and she could feel his face distort and change, he smiled. She on the other hand did not smile, as she looked for the moon within him. As she searched for the answer she wanted. Drusilla could not really read a persons mind, but she could control them in some way. She knew her gifts would not work on this man, but that did not mean she could not try. She just wanted to play with the moon, who ever or whatever that might be. She saw it their in him, and she wanted to get it out. She wanted to moon in her too, but she had been tainted by some force she cannot seem to remember.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" She breathed out as she pulled back quickly, bouncing in her seat a little. "You have a message from the stars!" Drusilla said, her bouncing continued. "Oh happy happy!" She continued her voice raising an octave. "Miss Edith! You must hurry!" Drusilla called to her doll still standing alone in the corner. "The stars have come for you!" Drusilla said, getting up, pushing past the man, so she was in a more open space. As soon as she was clear of the chairs, she held her arms out wide and starting to spin wildly out of control in little circles. "This man holds the moon!!" She yelled giggling like mad, her twirling continued.

((I know she's weird >.< Shoot... you can likely snap your fingers and make her relatively normal... Or you can just make yourself understand Dru talk... >.< Or keep her crazy... crazy is fun... and weird... very weird.))

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The Trickster then shrugged. Sure, she was right, and he wouldn't argue with her judgment in punishing her doll. it wasn't his doll so he didn't really have a say in whether or not she should be punished and the woman knew best since it was hers. The Trickster continued to watch her. She seemed to be just as confused as he is, both for different reasons obviously. He wondered how she could be so crazy. Maybe immortality did that to a person. He sort of got like that after he had been living on earth for so long. there was a point in his life where he was ready to go insane as well, and that when he realized that he could deal with it, that he could go out and kill people for his own amusement.

The girl was still staring at him. She wasn't smiling as he was but the Trickster didn't mind at all. The youngest archangel wondered if she could tell that he wasn't what he appeared to be, if he was much more than some mystical being like she is. She probably could. She still seemed to be stuck on the idea that the moon was inside of Gabriel. Maybe she meant something else by that. Maybe the moon wasn't literal and she wanted something else from him. He was now trying to think like her which was really, really hard. Gabriel always struggled with trying to think like a human but now he had to think like an insane human turned vampire. This day was just becoming more and more fun for him.

She then told him that he had a message from the stars. She continued to ramble becoming very happy. Gabriel merely laughed at her happiness over something he had no idea what she was happy about. He knew that he could always make her semi sane with the snap of his fingers but he wouldn't. This was just too much fun. He is so amused by her craziness and it was all just a game to him. It is one of those puzzle games that Maddie likes to play, a puzzle game that he had to figure out where the pieces go and what the riddles mean.

She had called to her doll that was over in the corner telling the doll that the stars had come for her. The woman had pushed passed Gabriel and she had started spinning wildly out of control. He just watched her. The woman then went on and said that he held the moon as she continued to twirl and laugh.

"I dont think we are talking about the same moon, are we?" Gabriel shrugged as he gave a slight shrug and snapped his fingers, a bottle of alcohol appeared in his hand. He then started drinking it, maybe him being intoxicated would allow him to understand her better.

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Drusilla stopped her feet from moving, which caused her spinning body to stop, though her momentum was too great for her to just stop cold like that, so her body kept moving her feet still flat on the ground. She twisted as far around as she could, before her leg was forced from the floor, her momentum throwing her to the ground. Drusilla fell on her knees, still laughing up at nothing. Just giggling away as if she was seeing light for the first time. Hysterical laughing really. Just totally crazy, as she sat on her knees looking up to the sky, well the ceiling.

She began to quiet down, taking a few deep breaths. Her head thrown back, her arms held out wide and strong. She breathed deeply, her eyes slowly closing, almost like she was meditate. It really was a sight to see. A doll in the corner, and a women in the middle of the floor on her knees in such a strange stance. Drusilla was still, unmoving, even her breath stopped for a time. Before her head strapped towards the man who now held a bottle in his hand.

She sifted herself, before pushing one knee forward, the other following, wiggling her way over to his feet. She reached out to grip his pant leg. "What is your message, oh mood child... child from the moon man." She questioned gripping his pant leg with all she had. She was not about to let this one go without his message whatever that message may be. He surly came with a message, he was a messenger after all. She's herd of him, she knew who he was, and she would get this message from him. She would do anything to hear his wisdom his message from the moon, the stars, from the world she wished she belonged in.

"PLEASE MOON! I am worthy of your wisdom!" She cried out, her hands ripped from his pant leg, turning to her chest, gripping the lace over-shirt covering her dress with such force, it ripped under her grip. Out of pure frustration, from not getting the answer she seeks, she flew her arms out to her side, taking parts of her shirt with her, as she let herself fall back, hitting the ground hard, making her flat on her back, her knees still tucked under her. Her eyes stood closed, as she whimpered to herself, hoping she could hear the words the moon has sent for her.

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The Trickster stared at Dru. He continued to watch her spin around and around until she stopped herself but fell to the floor as a result. She laughed and laughed and the Trickster shook his head. He was very amused and loved the fact that other supernatural beings could be mentally insane, not evil insane but like completely insane. He let outa sigh and he continued to watch her. She was staring at the ceiling now. He would be doing that too if he were her, watching the world spin from the ground, though the Trickster didn't have to do that to watch the world spin. He could feel it moving below his feet. Another fun thing that angels could do.

Her arms were spread out and she then moved to look at him. Gabriel took another sip from the bottle that he held in his hand. He looked at her as she started moving closer to him. She had then grabbed his leg, and asked him what his message was, calling him moon child again. Did she know that he was god's messenger all those years ago and she expected him to give her a message. The Trickster raised an eyebrow. What was he going to say to her? She then told him that she was worthy of his message. The Trickster merely shrugged.

"what do you want me to tell you? I have tons of messages but I don't deliver them anymore. I left that business a long time ago." the youngest archangel told her honestly.  He had watched her tear her shirt and fall back to the ground. He could tell she is frustrated. "uh, the message I have for you is... Uh..." the Trickster paused. Usually he was good at coming up with things right on the spot. "you will find the one you are looking for but you are searching in all the wrong spots. I have come to help you." the Trickster sort of lied to her but hey, this could prove fun right?

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Drusilla screamed, as her breathing became erratic. She began to roll around the floor, clutching her chest as if she had been hurt. There was a message, he had message, he always had a message. She saw it, the moon told her. She knew it was there. He had spoken to her in her dream. He had made her pay for such knowledge by giving her such bad head pain. She lived it. She asked for it, and now the man who was to deliver her a message as he had done to others, had deemed her not worthy of hearing such a thing.

She saw him delivering message. He was with god. She saw it. She knew she would meet this great messenger one day. She hoped he would deliver her a message. She was being such a good little pet, all theses years. She had taken the punishment of headaches when she was blessed with a vision. She ginned her teeth, and dealt with the pain. Why could he not deliver the message. She would pay whatever price she had to. Drusilla had long ago passed the test of pain. Well some might think she had failed it, given her state. But she was alive, well as alive as a vampire could be. So she knew whatever price was offered to hear the message, she'd pay. She had to pay.

So why would he refuse her of her wish. Why would he deni her of that one little message. Anything would do. She was just so upset, not being able to hear the word from god, words he carried, he herd, he knew. Why could she not hear it. The moon spoke to her already, he could trust her with this. She needed this. Whatever it was, she felt she had to know this message. Whatever message it might be, she needed to hear it. But in the mean time, she just made a big old scene, screaming and carrying on muttering nonsense to herself, pretty much preying that she might be worthy of a message.

He began to spoke. Which caught her attention. She abrupt stopped her erratic movements and sat up, hanging onto his every word. She hung onto it like it might have saved her life. Like it was the key to everything. Like he was it, the one and only. Her eyes got wide, as she started to ring the part of her shirt she ripped. Twisting it, pulling it, messing with it, waiting for the message the moon has sent to her through another form. How utterly excited.

"Oh....!" Drusilla said jumping up so quickly, she knocked over the chair to her left. But she did not stop to pick it up. She just got herself all nice and close to him, pressing her body to his. Lifting her hand she allowed her razor sharp nail to softy run down his cheek. "An angel on my side." She cooed, her eyes locking on his, using her most subjective voice, just how her daddy taught her. "You will be my hen. And I will be your chicken. We will live together forever." Drusilla said, a smile returning to her face, as she wrapped her around around him very tightly.But he was a special man, she could not crush him.

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The Trickster just watched in amazement as Dru had gone to rolling on the floor after screaming. He seemed to be enjoying this more, and then wondering what he was getting himself into. He knew that he couldn’t keep this act up long, and he knew that she would be very mad when she found out he really didn’t have a message for her and that he was just saying something to say it. Though, the Trickster thought it would be fun to help her look for the person that she was looking for, so using that as the message that he had, well it all kind of worked out for him in the end.

She had jumped up quickly and knocked a chair over. She had moved over to him and pressed herself against him and felt like this was going to be an interesting quest. She had run her fingernail softly down his cheek and he just raised an eyebrow at her. She had then said she had an angel on her side. Yeah, more or less she did. She had then said that he would be her hen and she would be his chicken and that they would live together forever. After hearing that, he knew that he would get his ass kicked by Dean and Maddie when they found out about this. He could picture everything that Dean would say to him, though he knew that he could have fun pulling a nasty prank on him with the help of Dru. Well at least he would try keep the vampire out of trouble in the end so no one should be arguing with this.

She had wrapped her arms around him tightly and he merely shrugged. “we could live together for as long as you like. You just have to promise me something.” Gabriel said to her in a childish, playful tone. “we have to stay out of trouble, otherwise the no fun Dean would get very mad at us.” Gabriel chuckled a bit.

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Wretched angels trying to foil his plan. Well, not today. Not if he had anything to say about it and because of who he was and how old he was he had all the say in the world. He had watched from his usual shape as the dark clouds and he was just tired of watching this travesty come to play. He had watched as the not as mad as one would think woman went to her sire and begged him in an essence to keep her safe. He hadn’t cared much to listen to the outcome as he knew he could turn her away when the time came.

The angel however was getting to be a problem. He never bothered himself with angels or demons or any of the lower creatures he considered them but this wayward heaven bound slave though he pretended to be ‘free’ was trying to interfere with his plans and that was not something he would allow to happen. He waited until he was sure no one would see him and then he allowed his normal form to transform into a lean muscular form. He looked into the puddle of water on the ground and saw bleach blonde hair staring back at him, everything was perfect down to the outfit consisting of a leather jacket, pants and a red shirt, and the scar given to him by a slayer.

Walking in he smirked at the sight. “Well what do we have here pet?” He asked, his accent just as flawless as the real vampire he imitated. He quirked the scarred eyebrow and looked up and down at the angel whom he found to be ridiculous in looks and then turned to the mad woman though before he could say anything else he had his arms full of the dark haired woman.

Just what he wanted at that moment. “Hello Ducks.” He cooed in the accented voice, feeling the woman feel his arms and he knew what it meant. “Yes pet, I’ve gotten a bit stronger but don’t you worry, it’s all to protect you baby. Now let’s get you home so we can make sure we keep out of the nasty sun.” He told her before smirking at the angel. “I’ve got my princess from here, run along.” He stated before swooping the dark haired woman into his arms and walking out of the bar.

He needed her for later, so he’d play along for now.

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Note:: Ella was having a hard time figuring out where to go so the Unknown jumped in to save the day…or ruin it…depending on your way of thinking.

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