Seriously?!?!?!?!?!(Khalid)

He laughed at her reaction and nodded “Eh, I feel the same, trust me” Misha’s religion crap didn’t fool anyone but, he tried not to mock her...often. She meant well he guessed, but it was still annoying most of the time. “Still, you should tell me, not like I’m going to go tell anyone else. It’ll be between you and me” Really, who else would he tell? Well…he’d tell Tristian naturally. And D’artagnan because they were good friends….and since Misha was always with D’artagnan she would know too and…no, no that was it, he was pretty sure those would be the only people he would tell so see? Not a lot.

“So, the blonde I saw is who you’re talking about.” He grinned and laughed, looking falsely innocent after a pause “I didn’t say I was going to find her! I’m just saying it is interesting, that’s all.” But the look in his eyes said different. So what if he tried to find out more about this secret fae and her attachment to Evelyn? It was just for his own desire to know things, he wasn’t the type of person to go selling information to other people, he just was a curious little creature and liked to know everything.

“Please, I wish sometimes I could forget I have two sides. He’s a nuisance” It wasn’t a secret how much he hated the human side. Sometimes he wondered if he just should have stayed mist and not have bothered stealing a body, but at the time he had been jealous of his brother and sister who had bodies that functioned in the world and for that greed he had paid the price. He nodded “That’s his only use. “ He had steered the human side to be a psychologist and it have proved useful for many years. Now that he was a professor it wasn’t as useful but, it still worked enough to get him some good meals .”He’s started some romance with an old flame however. It’s disgusting. Tristian gets upset at me for it, like it’s my fault”

He made a face “You’re not always cleaning up my mess, don’t be so dramatic” He had been living perfectly alright without her around ever since they had decided to move on from Egypt, his messes had been his alone…and that meant when he made them he left them untouched for someone else to deal with whoever that may be. He did plan to find Freya, of course he did, just a little poking and prodding around and that was all he wanted. He laughed when she warned him. He heard that she cared and she was trying to be a good sister but he just was far too curious “Devika, dear sister, I am the man who invented getting under people’s skins! Do not worry so much. You underestimate me” He waved it off for he thought her concerns were her being a worrywart.

He glared at her “I don’t need your assistance. I can handle this on my own” Pft, he wasn’t handling the situation well at all, unless he went ahead and just killed France but if anyone found out he would be in big trouble. “Of course I’ll figure it out. I have dealt with women before” Well…not really. All the women he had ever taken as a lover lasted like…what? Three days tops? Which didn’t leave for much time for anything dramatic or “relationship” issues to arise, so he had no idea how to handle being Tristian’s lover while the human fae was bedding France. It was just one gigantic headache that he just wished would go away but France was a leech. No, she was a half leech half tick half boa constrictor. She refused to leave him alone!

He looked pleasantly surprised when she mentioned the food “Really?....is it poisoned?” He asked seriously, but he was teasing. He loved food, maybe it was because he had spent the first part of his life a freaking ball of mist but food was something he could never get enough of. He nodded in approval of what she ordered “I like turkeys” He said as the food was brought over…and coffee! More coffee, God yes he needed more coffee sitting here with Devika. It would keep him sane. He promptly drank some of it then began eating “So, why are you even here in Havelock? Doesn’t seem your kind of town. I thought you preferred big cities?”

He grumbled and kept glaring at her “I do not go crawling to you. I don’t crawl, that’s ridiculous to even say that. I can handle things just fine on my own” Bratty little sister that she was, always thought she was so high and mighty and better than him. Pft, he was the one that forced their brother to an eternity inside a statue with no powers thank you very much and who had a household name all over the world, who was the superior one now? His curiosities had gotten him in trouble in the past, sure, but nothing he couldn’t handle and figure out. He wasn’t an imbecile, he had lived long enough to learn how to solve his own issues and he didn’t appreciate her laughing at him and acting like she would be telling him I told you so down the road. Well, he’d show her damn it. He wasn’t going to let his twin think she had the upper hand in any situation. He’d show her how wrong she really was.

When she laughed so hard about his comment with women he sighed impatiently and sat back, giving her a look to show he wasn’t amused by how funny she thought this all was. What did she think he was? Some ugly man with the brain capacity of a worm?! He did not like all this laughing towards him! It was only funny when he thought it was funny too. So he responded the only way a mature brother could…he picked up a piece of food and chucked it at her head. Hey, it was better than choking her. “Just because you’ve slept with the entire world doesn’t make you an expert on anything, especially not relationships” Of course all the women he had ever slept with either yelled at him or slapped him, but most never got a chance to react because he left without ever seeing them again.

When she said the name he perked up “Freya, is it?” Freya…Freya…Freya….did he know that name? He didn’t think so, didn’t ring any bells but he would soon find her out, maybe he could get D’artagnan to help him out, he was always useful when a good scheme was needed to be played out. When she mentioned the client he snorted and rolled his eyes “For hell’s sake…” He grumbled, shaking his head. Khalid had never been a man to care for money, not like other Vampires and Fae his age who got big extravagant houses with all the trimmings, nice cars, fancy parties…all that crap he couldn’t ever care about. Money was paper, end of story, green paper with old men on it but apparently it was important to Devika “So you followed some old geezer out here who paid all your expenses so he could keep bending you over, that’s romantic”

When she got so mad about him throwing a piece of food at her it made him grin. Oh, he was a giant child inside, doing bratty things and getting negative results just made him joyful inside and there were extra points involved since this was his sister. Did he dare do it again? Mmm, he debated on that. Tristian he could push a few buttons before she snapped at him, Devika only had one big red do not press button before she exploded and then all the fun was taken out of everything so he decided , for the moment, he’d behave before doing something to tick her off again. He made a very disgusted face “Of course you haven’t slept with me! That is…that is utterly revolting. I never, ever would have the desire to sleep with you, not even when it was socially acceptable to bang your sister.” Why did she even have to say that? That was…good God he was going to have nightmares now.

“Oh” He shrugged and crinkled his nose some to show he really didn’t care about her little explanation, he still thought she was a whore and men still bent her over regardless, who cared that one was gay? He shook his head and laughed “Oh yes, Devika, helping people. You are a wonderful Samaritan. How have you not won an award yet for the help and assistance you have given people? It’s a damned crime. But then again, maybe there are simply people out there that give better blow jobs. But keep working at it and I’m sure someday your achievements will be known to the world” Every word was leaking sarcasm and he didn’t even try to hide the smirk on his lips. He gave her a long look when she gave the card away and rose a brow “Wow…that just completely cancelled out that last statement”

He knew to expect something from Devika because of him mocking her, especially since he had kept making jabs at her this whole time, it was about time her detonator went off. But even though he expected her to do something, he still felt a jolt of surprise as pain erupted into his knee and shocked all the way up and down his leg. He grunted loudly in pain and then groaned, leaning forward as his legs hit the bottom of the table enough to make the table jump with him. “Shit!” He growled and groaned again. Holy…too many curse words he couldn’t even finish one in his head before he was thinking of another one. THAT. HURT. He brought a hand down to rub at his knee “Jesus Devika!” He snapped at her, leaning back and wondering if she had freaking dislocated or shattered his knee from that stiletto damned punch. He had a feeling when he stood up to walk it was going to be an utter pain in the ass. His head went back as he kept making sounds of distress and pain, but soon the pain dulled to a low roar and he was able to glare at her furiously “You’re worse than Amon was with his damned swords…holy shit”

He kept rubbing at his knee, checking to see if she had broken the damn thing but he felt the worse would be a very nasty bruise and bump on his knee that he would have to make some far cooler excuse for why he had it if anyone saw it, like maybe he was had been wrestling a bear or something. “You forget that you have to sleep at night” He pointed at her threateningly. He would give her very nasty nightmares for this and there was nothing she could do about it. This was why he avoided his sister! It always ended up like this between them, he should have stuck her in a statue too!

Oh whoops…he did it again. It seemed every little meeting they had things started out rough, then more smoothly…and then blew up in his face. But really, he would think Devika was just used to his behavior by now and ignore it but apparently not so much. He didn’t even flinch at her reaction, but he did raise his brows at her and tried not to grin, but really that was impossible at the moment. He simply watched her calmly, pointing to her wings “You know you’re not supposed to do that” He wasn’t going to get mad, once Evelyn heard about this the Dean would kick Devika’s ass for him so, it was all good. “I am quite aware of what your capable of, trouble is I can’t particularly make myself fear you” He hadn’t even feared Amon, not like that kind of fear, he just got rid of his brother so he wouldn’t die but he hadn’t been afraid of him. He was ready for a lecture, yes, and he even sighed as she all but snarled and spat in his face…but his eyes darkened when she mentioned Tristian “Don’t speak about Tristian in any even inkling of a threat” If she wanted to start a war like that, then just let her but she would be the one regretting it.

He winced when she brought her heel between his legs but he just glared “You know, you may have never realized it but I saved your life. Amon would have killed you and taken your power and I could have let him, but I didn’t. I stopped him. So you better learn to respect me and not the other way around” He grunted when she pushed off him but didn’t move like he wanted too, he stayed still in his chair and leered at her. He stayed quiet until she left then glanced around the room at all the wide eyed gaping humans and smiled “She was born with many problems. Schizophrenia, weird appendages, bi-polar….please, go back to your coffee” He motioned then sighed and stood to ditch the place before he got in trouble himself