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Character Portrait: Angiluzza Maniscalco Character Portrait: Garth
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Garth's face remained passive as she touched his cheeks with her softened hands, a feeling embedding itself somewhere in his mind that he did not fully understand. It was soft like Angel's facial features, yet warm unlike the coldness of her hands. Her hands moved down to his neck, still speaking, and Garth's face nor eyes wavered from hers as she tilted her head and moved it forward, the softest of touches on the lips. See, to Garth, the word softest did not do the kisses justice as she moved closer to him. They were like a warm, refreshing rain after a drought on his mouth, the wind just passing by in the breeze. She moved back, and a slight silence was shared between the two of them before she brought back up the dead man in the surf before suddenly flitting away. She left Garth with almost a glassy look in his eyes, confused as to whether or not he was in a trance like state, or still stunned. Either way, it was all because of her soft lips.

It took Garth a few seconds, but he finally recollected himself and returned to the man that he had been for years: Garth, the emotionless vampire, the protector. He grabbed a hold of the railing, staring out to the dark sky in confusion. Had he really just done that - confessed to her, and said that he would become her lover if that was what she wanted? He was tempted to go and apologize for his brash behaviour, wanting to state that he shouldn't have been so mad at her or forceful, that he should have taken it slower. Yet if he had, would that entire scene had happened? His mind was a swirl of emotions, ones that he had originally believed repressed. It took another moment for him to finally refocus his thoughts, and come to one conclusion: Garth wanted his little huntress. To protect her, to love her, it didn't matter; he just wanted the girl with the caressing lips, the soft hands, the flowing hair. He took one last look at the stars, slowly connecting his ideas together and composing himself once again. Perhaps he didn't have to be just Garth - maybe Hathus had some right ideas too.

With that, Garth flitted back to the cabin, only to stop at the door to notice the cracks that were the remainders of their fight. Regret swallowed him as he realized that he had failed her, that he should apologize. Garth knocked on the door first - as was customary for him -before opening the door to see... nobody. Garth swore that this would be where she would head, especially after saying that they should both head back. Besides, he had only left less than a minute after she had, so where could she be?

It wasn't until Garth noticed the slight bulge in the bed that an odd thought came to his head, and a smile came to his face. It stayed as he washed the blood off of his torso and jacket quickly, before moving towards the bed. Now shirtless, Garth laid down next to the bulge in the bed, and said nothing as he stared up at the ceiling - but it wasn't too hard to see a slight goofy grin on his face as he did so. Sure, he still felt the need to apologize and return to his apathetic, monotonous standard, but right now he felt that good kind of weird that he only remembered feeling with Ado.