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[claws_of_rage]

Well, this was something I am not used to feeling. Gotta say I'm a little nervous about seeing her again. So much time has passed, she doesn't really seem like the same Selene. Heartbreaking really. She's not looking for anything but friendship, that's fine. Guess that's why I'm so nervous, if it were purely physical wouldn't have to really worry

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[dealing_death]

She isn't nervous about seeing him again. Maybe she should be after all they had been through. However, the years since she had seen him last have not been kind, the last couple of months even worse. It left her feeling disconnected and cold.

For the first time in a long time she did not care if she ever felt that gap close. It felt safer to be cut off. To keep distance between the people around her. An eternity was far too long to live with these memories of broken hearts and loss.

She was dressed plain and professional, straight from a late evening of meetings. Black slacks, black button up blouse. Her hair pulled tightly away from her face, making the features of her face stand out sharply. Finding him was easy enough. Logan stood out in crowd. Taking a seat across from his she set her bag on the table and smiled. "Hi."

[claws_of_rage]

Smelled her, long before I saw her. For a moment I let my eyes close and let my mind wander back to happier times. Before that little prick Adam came into the picture. From then on out things went to hell in a hand basket

[dealing_death]

It was good to see him. If only to know that she had not destroyed yet another person. Lothoro had been left just a shell of the man he once was after she was done with him. And what of Tommy....what would happen to him? The one thing she could never get rid of was the invisible bond that tied her to him, a bond that was sealed in blood. Divorce papers and a few hundred miles couldn't severe it.

None of what he saw was his done. None of it was Amelia's. It was Selene's. She knew that.

"It is good to see you as well." Selene said softly as she glanced down at their hands, very surprised by the gesture. "What brings you out this way?"

[claws_of_rage]

Her eyes told how old she was, even if her body didn't. It angered and hurt me to see her this way. Shoulda stuck around, shoulda fought for her

[dealing_death]

"While the grunting was adorable," She teased, though her words didn't reflect much of the humor of her words. "I am glad to know you have discovered who you are."

Was that not what everyone was trying to find?

"Mind telling me how you came to uncover the truth?" Because the last thing she wanted to do was to tell him about Tommy, Agatha, Ambyr....Amelia....Matayas....

Taking an breath she swallowed the emotion bubbling up and held fast to the mask she wore. She wouldn't break. Not now.

"You should know me well enough to know I always cause my own heartache." But he never saw that. They never did until it was too late. The men in Selene's life always saw what they wanted to see. She never claimed to be a good woman, decent would be pushing it in her opinion. The likelihood of her changing was slim to none, in six hundred years she had only grown worse for wear, not better. "Don't do that." Selene stopped him. "No. You have nothing to be sorry for."

[claws_of_rage]

I chuckled and tilted my head at her the way I had that first time. "Went to Japan, when I wasn't boozing or narcotizing myself in the next piece of ass that came along I was trying to find out what these dreams I kept having meant. Meditation helped me a lot. Let people in Japan that knew me and from there I was taken... pretty much all over

[dealing_death]

Before she could burst into tears she grabbed her purse, half convinced she was going to leave. But before she could she fumbled around inside the designer bag and pulled out her wallet. Popping it open she pulled out a picture and handed it to Logan.

" That is my heart. That is my light." She sighed. "And I had to let her go."