Living with this regret (Mya)

[Matthew Jefferson]

Bingo. Matthew had hit the nail right on the head with his guess of her as a vampire. He let a small chuckle escape into the quiet night. He said "Mya fits you better." He would not call her mistress nor would he call her vampire. Mya was what she would be called...at least by him. Matthew came to a sudden halt when she stepped in front of him, his eyes flickering to hers. Matthew shook his head and said "No. Angel doesn't fit but add a fallen to that and that will work." He was quiet, calm and very relaxed as she asked him again what he was doing out here. He said, "Well Mya, you must understand not everyone has a night filled with things to do. Don't you ever take a lovely stroll through the park?"

It was his turn now. Matthew let her walk away a few feet before he teleported in front of her. He said "We all have our tricks don't we?" He chuckled softly again before he turned and started walking again. He enjoyed the nightlife and even if the day life was more active, the night life was more quiet as long as you weren't out around Full Moon. Matthew hummed quietly as he glanced around, unsure if Mya was still following him.

[Mya Conrale]

"Some would say other wise," the vampiress whispered as her words lingered on with the cool air. She stayed silent as Matthew spoke of fallen. Mya occasionally bumped into a lot of angels, but never had she encountered a fallen before. Curiosity started to creep into her mind, wondering why he fell. That she something she would ask later, right now didn't seem the right time.

"I've had centuries of taking nightly strolls. Tonight just happened to be one of them, though the park usually isn't my place to wonder." Mya continues to walk and smirked as the fallen angel appeared in front of her. "We can play games if you have tricks," she purred and quickly appeared next to him. Her body slowly moved as she walked beside him, almost appearing that Mya wasn't walking at all.

Tonight she was in the mood for anything, put part of her didn't want to play. Something sat in the back of her mind, burning away at her. Though she wouldn't let her company know what, so to him, she was ready to play.