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Where do we go from here? [Jun. 28th, 2007|12:44 am]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG

youravadarling
[Current Mood |pissed offpissed off]

Lindsey had left and flown back to New york, and mom was locked away in her room. Damien had stopped by a few times, in the last two weeks, but I told him she was busy. He as per usual ignored me most of the time he was around. That is until today I asked him why he kept coming back, and he informed me that he was moving in and that he was going to marry mom. I glared at him. "She'll never marry you you're nothing like Lindsey, why the hell would she marry you?" I pratically screamed at him, before Nigel sent me to my room to clam down. I called Lindsey to tell him what was going on. I waited for him to pick up, I was so mad I hadn't even bothered to check the time on my bedside clock. I didn't think he'd mind my waking him up for this though.
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Running to live... [Jun. 24th, 2007|03:41 pm]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG
callmelindsey
[Current Location |Lilah's house]
[Current Mood |sadsad]

I went back and saw Ava in the living room. I gave her a hug, she looked so sad. "Where's your mom?" I asked. And then started rambling, "You can come to visit me any time you know. But I am going back to New York. If I stay I'll want to be with you all the time and it's not fair when your mom doesn't want me here. Maybe in a few weeks..." I trailed off.
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Dealing with the past... [May. 31st, 2007|03:16 pm]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG

notquitegood
[Current Location |Ava's bedroom]
[Current Mood |indifferentindifferent]

I looked at Lindsey with a heavy sigh. "That thing... Zombie whatever you want to call it is..., was my stepfather." I hadn't wanted him to find out about what Walter had said, ever. . There used to be a time when the cold finality to my voice would have scared me, but not anymore. "He called the day I made Junior Partner. He was drunk started complaining how he'd gotten his power of attorney over my mother taken away. Said he had to see me; at first I told him no, but I ended up at home two hours later. Holland stopped in my office just before I left, he had heard about Walter and wanted to make sure I really wanted to go back home. I told him I'd be fine, that Walter couldn't touch me.”


I took another breath and continued the story.”Walter was a mess and pissed that I'd taken the little power he had left over my mother away. He couldn’t deal with the fact that I wasn’t the scared little girl, who used to try and get away from him or just tried to stay out of his way. Walter tried to tell me that my making it as far as I had in the firm didn’t mean a damn thing that I wasn’t worth a thing to them. I told him he didn’t know what he was talking about, and that he could forget ever getting power of attorney back, that just pissed him off more. So he started walking towards me swearing up and down that I was going to pay for taking away what was his.” I sighed again. I still remembered that night like it was yesterday. It was the first time I’d been home since college.


“I waited until he got just a few feet in front of me, then told him exactly what I knew he wouldn’t want to hear. Told him he was a pathetic excuse for a man. This only made him angrier. He started laughing and claiming he was a better man than my father ever was that he treated my mother better than my father. By then I’d had enough and told him that my father was twice the man than he’d ever be. Then I shot him twice, lit a match and walked out.” I’d walked over to my car and leaned against it, as I watched the house go up in flames. The fire had been kind of pretty and had the whole town talking for over a month. Everyone had a theory about what had happened to poor old Walter. I’d left before our small town police force and fire department had showed up.

”The official police report was that it was suicide. They all thought that he’d just gotten drunk and was missing my mother or whatever and had fallen asleep with the heater on. No one ever looked into it, the house was a pile of burned charred pieces and Walter was nearly ash. Most of the town was happy to be rid of him...” So really I’d done the town and the world a favor. And if I had the chance to do it over I’d do it the same way. “Once I got back to LA I went back to life as normal. Holland stopped by to see how everything went with Walter. I told him it went fine and that Walter wouldn’t be a problem anymore. He smiled said great and walked out of my office.”


There I’d told him in every detail how Walter had come to end up dead. And the only reason he’d be brought back from the depths of hell would of course to help Damien get what he wanted. Damien probably figured that his best chance of getting what he wanted was teaming up with a man just as cruel and cold as him.
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Waiting for results [May. 26th, 2007|06:53 pm]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG
callmelindsey
[Current Location |Lilah's bedroom]
[Current Mood |confusedconfused]

I left Lilah alone to wait in the living room for the DNA test results. It only took a couple of hours. Her butler came in with them and handed them to me, I smiled at him and took them to her room. I handed her the envelope. "You should open them," I told her. I wondered how I'd feel about Ava if she wasn't my daughter, I wondered if it would change my feelings for her at all.

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New Arrangement? [May. 23rd, 2007|02:01 pm]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG

notquitegood
[Current Location |my master bedroom]
[Current Mood |contentcontent]

It actually felt nice having Lindsey around, and having someone to take care of me and wait on me hand and foot.Lindsey was great with Ava and she loved having him around, hell even most of my house staff liked him. I was begining to think that not telling him about Ava all those years ago had been a mistake, maybe if he'd known things could've been this way sooner. I spent most of the next few days in bed, un my master bedroom, working on my laptop, and getting food brought into me every few hours. Ava was off at school, which left me and Lindsey plenty of time to talk. Maria my main house keeper brought the mail into me, just after Lindsey walked out of the bathroom. She smiled at him, then left. I watched Lindsey walk out in nothing but jeans and wet hair and smirked. "You know that's a really good look for you."
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Fun drugs new terms.. [May. 20th, 2007|03:41 pm]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG

notquitegood
[Current Mood |crankycranky]

"You've had fun?" Damien snarled. "You're passing me over for someone who abandoned you?

I looked at Damien and waited for his little rant to finish,then spoke. "He didn't know what he was giving up, and it's been thirteen years I'm not that mad at him anymore, and Ava likes him better, he's her father, and she deserves to have a chance to know him." He also deserved a chance to make things up to me. I knew Damien was rich, powerful, handsome, immortal, and could keep me in blue boxes and great sex for the rest of my life, but he just wanted a throphy wife. Lindsey was different, he just wanted me for me, not for the status or the power, or any of it. "You had to know on some level that you couldn't have me Damien.." While I talked to Damien Ava was outside talking to Lindsey. "I guess you're not completley bad, besides who else would I talk to? It sure as hell wouldn't be Damien.." She glanced at the door then back at him. "I'd much rather have you around on a daily basis anyway." She gave him a smile.
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Lilah was still sleeping [May. 15th, 2007|09:11 pm]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG
callmelindsey
[Current Location |hospital]
[Current Mood |exhaustedexhausted]

It was a few hours after her surgery and she was doing good, everything had gone smoothly. Ava was curled up in the chair, asleep. I was still amazed by how brave she was being, I was really proud of her. Lilah began to stir and I gave her hand a little squeeze. "Li..." I said, "Lilah? Can you hear me?"

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Home not so sweet home.. [May. 11th, 2007|12:28 pm]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG

notquitegood
[Current Location |home]
[Current Mood |angryangry]

After a long filght filled with nothing,but silence we finally landed and took the waiting limo to the house. The limo ride was also filled with silence, I could tell Ava was nervous, but I tried to ignore it, because I was still pissed at Lindsey. Once the limo stopped at the house, we all piled out of the car and I walked into the house, as Nigel got the bags from the car. One of the maids, who's name I couldn't remember took the coats, and I headed up the grand staircase to my home office. I didn't make it too far up the stairs, before finding out that Damien was here. He smiled at me,and before I could stop him, he pulled me close and kissed me. "God I'm so glad you're back I was going crazy not having you around." It took a few seconds, but he finally noticed Ava and Lindsey standing near the landing. "Oh and you brought a guest.." He looked at Linsey "so you must be the infamous Lindsey McDonald 'hot shot, goldenboy I've heard so much about, oh right so sorry I guess it's former now." He looked at Ava and smiled. "Good to have you back kiddo." Ava smiled at him, but I knew she didn't like him. "Ava sweetheart why don't you go up to your room and unpack" She nodded and headed upstairs past me and Damien, but not before glaring at him. I looked at Lindsey, then Damien and sighed. "Lindsey McDonald, Damien Wolfe, Damien Wolfe Lindsey McDonald" Damien just smiled at him.
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We booked ourselves onto a flight home... [May. 9th, 2007|04:11 pm]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG
callmelindsey
[Current Mood |rushedrushed]

And we were in the air within three hours. I was sat next to the window, Lilah beside me and Ava on the aisle (she liked the aisle seat best.) She was asleep again, apparently exhausted after her travels. Lilah had put a blanket over her and was pretending to browse the in flight magazine. "You've been on that page for over fifteen minutes." I pointed out. "What's up, Li?"

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Seeking the truth.. playing Nancy Drew.... [May. 5th, 2007|11:16 am]
Angel's in NYC- a Lilah/Lindsey/OC RPG

youravadarling
[Current Location |outside Lindsey's apartment]
[Current Mood |anxiousanxious]

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))
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