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Angel could feel as he lay down on the bed, a smile creeping across her face again as she made her way above the covers and moved closer to him, turning her body to its side and resting her head and the left side of her body upon his. She hummed softly to herself as she closed her eyes, feeling it in her bones as the moon began to slowly descend and the sun make its own rise into the sky. Though her body was lifeless, she could swear that she felt something beating in her chest. Almost as though her heart was pounding. Of course, it couldn't be. But she liked to imagine that it was. “Mi amor...”, she whispered softly before slipping into her dead sleep, holding close to him as though afraid that she would wake and he wouldn't be there, savoring the moment and wishing she could stay awake longer. The next day went by quickly, the activities of the passengers under the sun eluding Angiluzza as she lay unmoving in her bed. As the night came, her eyelids fluttered rapidly before she finally lifted them fully and found herself staring at the ceiling. She rose up slowly and stretched out fully with an unnecessary yawn. They had arrived in Paris and would be departing from the ship within the hour. She glanced around and found herself unable to spot Garth...or Hathus. She wasn't quite sure which name he wanted to go by at this point in time. Regardless, she took her time packing up her things and taking a hot shower before changing into a soft green chiffon dress and sexy stilettos and taking up perch again on the balcony. She lifted her chin and turned her head to the side some as though the noon warmed her, her eyes closing as she basked in its light. She eventually left the comforting lunar light to reenter the bedroom only to grab her bags and leave the bedroom for the deck. She moved towards the side where they were unloading, eager to be the first one off of the ship. While she loved the motion of the ocean and the solidarity that came from cutting oneself off front the rest of the world by floating around in the middle of the ocean, she still was not keen on the idea of possibly falling overboard. She wouldn't drown, no. Not in the human sense, but she would hyperventilate and water would flood her lungs. While it wouldn't kill her, or even harm her, it would fuck with her psychologically as she sank twenty thousand leagues under the sea to be forgotten where she tt ottld starve until insanity and eventual death within the next few centuries. A most unappealing idea indeed. No. she wanted to see how Paris had changed since her last visit. She always did like the city; It was a place bountiful in amazing art in all of its forms. She was excited to visit the Louvre. She hadn't been there yet and had heard only wonderful things about it. But at this very moment, she found her thoughts centered solely on her Maker as she looked anxiously through the crowd for him. She had to stop herself from biting down on her bottom lip, unable to keep her fangs sheathed. It wasn't something that she had to deal with before. But then again, she had never been so intimate with him as she had been last night. It was a simple series of small kisses followed by sleeping upon him, but it was more than she had with...anyone. She found herself suddenly noticing things about him she hadn't bothered to before. She had fallen in love with his personality. but it was as though she was finally able to see his body. His finely chiseled body. “Garth!” She called out for him, again seeking for his face through the crowd. “Hathus!!