|Seeking the truth.. playing Nancy Drew....
||[May. 5th, 2007|11:16 am]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG
Ever since I was little I've wondered why I was different from the other kids, It didn't really bother me much until I was about three. That's when I really started to ask quetions, lots of questions. I'd come home from school one afternoon and asked my mom who, and where my daddy was, she got this upset look on her face and told me it didn't matter, but I was a very persistant little kid, so I kept asking. She sighed and told me that he was alive, and that he'd left us before I was born, I guess that was the day my fascination turned to determinabtion to find him. Ever since I can remember my mother Lilah Morgan has been the CEO of the Wolfram and Hart LA branch, and I've seen her off and on since I was born, I spent most of my time being raised by nannies and spending many loney days in a house that is way too big for two people. Anyway three days after my thirteenth birthday I tried asking her about my father again and mom just got angry and told me to drop it, that I didn't need to know about my father. So I did what any thitrteen year old kid, who's parent refused to give them answrers would do, I waited until she was at work and snuck into her room and found a box full of my fathe'rs things. Now I had a name and a face to put with the name. I grabbed all the cash I'd been saving up and booked myself a flight to New York city. I knew that I had to meet him, I mean everyone should know who their parents are. I knew my mom must've still cared about him at least a little, because she'd kept some of his things and she'd looked hurt and angry when I'd asked about him. I knew she'd never let me go see him, so I ditched my bodyguard mitch and grabbed the next flight out to New York.
Several long hours and a day or so later I stepped off the plane, grabbed my bags and hailed a cab. I got into the cab and told the driver the address I'd written down. After I'd arrived at the address I looked up at the very tall building and took a deep breath, then waljked into the building. I checked the paper again and took the elevator up to his apartment. I got out on the sixth floor and quickly found the right door, I knocked on it and waited. I had know Idea what I was going to say to him, or if he'd even want to see me, but I just had to know.
((Open to Lindsey))