No Word... (Reaper) (NC17)

Violet sat, clad in black jeans, black slipper shoes, her black pea-coat, and a deep red scarf, in the park under one of her favorite trees waiting, the cool breeze running its fingers through her brown hair as she looked at the note in her hands. She was the picture of calm on the outside, but inside, her heart was racing. It had been some time sicne she received any kind of letter from Reaper Grimm, her half-brother. Seeing as both her parents were dead and gone, Reaper kind of took over the role of a father figure for her. Sure she had Thane, her protective brother, but sometimes you just needed....a dad.
 
After waiting for word from him, Voilet took it upon herself to see if she could track him down. She had taken every address she had from him from previous letters and sent her own to him...
 
Reaper~
Haven't heard from you in some time. I hope the fates have been kind to you and you receive this letter in good health. I don't know for certain where you are, so I sent this same letter to all the different places you have written from in the past, hoping one will find its way into your hands.

If one does find you, please send word.....
~Vi
 
Within a week's time, a message was delivered from the frontdesk to her room with the simple words...
 
Central Park, Usual Place, 5:00PM  ~RG
 
So she sat and waited...

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Reaper was happy to see that Violet cared so much. He had received her letter and made haste to reply, using his quill and ink on parchment, inside an envelope and he stamped it with his wax seal sealing it, the message would then go to a courier who would hand deliver it. Reaper was old fashioned that way.

Once she was there he moved I. To talk to her, wearing a long black coat, jeans and black shirt, his hair flattened, he smiled and sat besides her "Hello Violet, pleasure to see you again, I have missed you, I appreciate the notion of care, and I am glad you and I can talk."

Violet looked up when she sensed that someone was nearby. A coy smile spread across her face as the man in black sat next to her. For a few moments, Violet simply looked him over, then, with a small tilt of her head she spoke while she played with the spinner ring on her pinky finger. "Reaper.... It has been a long time. Forgive my panic... But, haven't gotten your usual letter in quite some time.... I though...." she said, her brow furrowing on the unfinished last line, the unspoken words loud and clear in her hazel eyes.

Reaper smiled and shook his head "I am the king of death, I will always survive, I have been busy, you have family here, there are loads of us here, and obviously they're up to no good, so I have to reign those fools in, we are many in number and its hard work as I am not set up properly, I requested your presence as I have a request, move here, live closer to your family, I have many places you could stay, all the members of our clan have been given cars, homes, anything they require. I think it would be a safer option, as I haven't seen or heard from Thane, obviously it is your choice, now. You seem troubled, what is wrong violet"

Violet looked away, the fear of having Reaper gone for good lifted from her lean frame and the happiness of him being there to talk to replacing it. "I have the penthouse now and a car. All I need. Thane has been busy, as of late, I believe..." she said turning to look at him. Calling her on her being troubled, she gently bit her lip for only a moment. "Troubled isn't the right word, really. Was troubled about your well-being, but no longer troubled. Did you not write?" she asked honestly, something she could be known for when the time was right.

"I know Thane has been busy I just don't want you alone, it is rather distressing. You are my half sister after all, I swore to your mother I'd look after you. I really did. So it has been a priority. And I did try, but if it wasn't Kronos in trouble it was Dragon, wasn't Dragon, it was Achilles, it was hard to find enough time to write one, however, as I am settled and calm, writing will be a lot easier. I do apologise for the inconvenience and undue distress I caused, it was rather cruel and unneeded. I should have made more time. I apologise once more for this."

A soft smile spread across Violet's face as Reaper voiced his concern for her and said he was sorry for causing her unneeded stress. Putting her hand on his leg, her hazel eyes told him that he was forgiven. "You don't need to worry about me being alone..." she said as she looked away, "I met someone.... When I was in Saint Louis on business..." Violet didn't know how he would take that news, seeing as all the Grimms were very protective over her. When she asked Thane once why that was so, his answer was simple, 'Look at you...'

Reaper tilted his head, he looked at her what seems an eternity, his steely gaze from his exceptionally old eyes. He sought out the truth in her eyes and her words. He noted how she looked when she mentioned this. Concerned about Reapers response, His conclusion was if she was concerned, it was new and she understood his protective implementation. He smiled faintly, hopefully it would calm her worried nerves. "Who is he?" Reaper. Said in a calm tone, his voice asking her to.trust him

Violet took a moment to see Reaper, truly see him. She had to trust that he would trust her judgement. "His name is Christopher Knowles. He's kind, Reaper. Makes me feel...comfortable, safe... Like....I can trust him...." she told him, a bright smile like the one that had been missing from her features for so long. "He's....like us," Violet said hoping that Reaper would understand.

Reaper smiled and thought for a moment. The smile she had and tone of voice suggested love and affection, however, the comparison to his and her relationship was troubling for Reaper, he sincerely hoped she means a mutant otherwise reapers defensiveness may increase as a direct result to that. However. He decided not to make judgments about him yet. "Like us? Like us how Violet, I assume you mean he's a mutant not like us as in the bond we share."

Looking out over the park, a breeze brushed against her cheeks and played with her brown hair. "He's a mutant, like us. But, he's new to his powers. Untrained...." Violet answered him. When she thought about him, her heart skipped a beat and she felt a warmth rise in her cheeks. Moving her hands to play with the spinner ring showing her busy mind, Violet didn't know how to say the next part. With a sigh she said, "He's coming to New York so I can help him."

Reaper raised an eyebrow at her. "Is he? Okay." He smiled faintly and cracked his knuckles. "Untrained, what power does he posses? And how will you train him? Teach him...I assume he shall stay with you Violet." He straighten his tie. Then looked at her, analysing her. She was obviously in love and believed that the bond between the pair was strong, however, how strong is a different question.

Violet looked at Reaper as he spoke. Her face went blank as his reaction began to flirt with what she was expecting from him. Tilting her head slightly, she weighed her words before choosing them carefully. "He can control electricity. Or will after he gains more control over his powers. From what I gather, he is a military man so he has the discipline and focus to train and hone his skills. He mentioned that, like all of us, his power lashes out when he's angry, but I watched him focus and produce his power," Violet answered, her face and eyes blank and unreadable. She cared for him, a lot.... But, Reaper didn't need to know that tid-bit at the moment. "And, yes, I offered for him to stay in the Penthouse with me as I will need to be nearby while he's learning..." she added with a gentle raise of her eyebrow.