American Gods RP

''i guess i created this plan just in time........*sigh* dont cry nikki we'll stop em no messes with u and gets away with it........so ill keep a low profile but make no mistake i will enslave this human race.........''

 

"Just be careful Zaris, there are few of us here as it is. I know I haven't been particularly kind to you, and I'm sorry. But don't throw your life away. I would like to actually get to know you properly, not just by reputation. I want to be your friend, so as a friend I ask you not to do anything tomorrow."

 

Mr. Wheeler got into his car and headed towards home. He hoped that she hadn't found out about his meeting yet.

Mr. Wheeler couldn't help thinking about Nikkie. He had honestly found a friend in this whacked out world of gods and monsters. He hoped she'd be alright.

Mr. wheeler turned on some music to try to divert his thoughts away from such frightening matters.

 

''but dont cry again it annoys me besides were is that wheeler guy?''

 

Nikki was confused. What was going on. She was used to fending for herself, and here she was begging the god of war to save himself.

She thought about Mr. Wheeler. He was so nice to her. She wanted to help him, he was a rare thing, a god who had shown friendship to another god. She hoped he would be her friend, and that the other new gods would leave him alone. Not much chance though if they found out. She felt genuine concern for him. No one would allow this to happen. A new god and an old god, friends; unheard of. She thought of him and smiled, she would stay somehow to look after him.

 

Mr. Wheeler pulled into his parking space outside his apartment. Nothing special so far. No different cars, no strange people, and no corpses. At least not yet. He walked to hs apartment and opened the door, not knowing what to expect once he walked in.

A man with a really nice suit was sitting in Mr. Wheeler's living room on his sofa. He was smoking a cigarette.

"Hello, St. Valentine", Mr. Wheeler said in an ironic voice. "What brings you here?"

 

Nikki looked at Zaris. "Promise me you'll do nothing tomorrow! If you have nowhere to hide, you can stay in my apartment."

She desperately wanted Zaris to do nothing. If his rashness put Mr. Wheeler in danger...............

 

"As you know, the location of the gathering hasn't been disclosed yet." said Valentine in a thick italian accent.

"Yeah. And?"

Valentine reached into his coat pocket and pulled out an envelope. He threw it to Mr. Wheeler like a frisbee. Mr. Wheeler caught it, and Valentine started to walk towards the door immediately. Mr. Wheeler looked Valentine in the eye, and Valentine stared straight back. HE walked toward the door.

"Oh, and Mr. Wheeler..."

"What?"

'Watch yourself."

Valentine walked out the door, and was gone.

 

Nikki went back to her apartment. She hoped Zaris had followed her. She would shelter him, if he needed shelter. She went to the kitchen and made a cup of tea. There was no way she would go out now. She would wait for Mr. Wheeler.

She turned on her computer, and logged onto a website where she fed her followers information on fortunetelling and prediction. She might be an old god, but she had learned some new tricks. Horoscopes were her specialty.

 

''*sigh* i wont do nothing.......and wat r u doing living in an apartment? ur a god cant u live some where more y'no better like a house or somethin'?

 

'Precisely why I live in an apartment. No one thinks a god would live here, they would expect a big house or mansion. I work better here, and its convenient. Please come here.'

 

''fine ill lower myself where is it any way...........''

the thought of being in an apartment really bothered zaris he was so use to being high up being in luxery but he never did learned humilty........

 

'Follow my directions.'

Nikki guided him with her mind and giggled. She never told him it was a penthouse apartment. Zaris was such a snob. She drank tea out of fine china and had the best champagne. The fridge was filled with the finest food. There was a swimming pool and gym in this luxury building. Yes, it was enough for her.

 

occ: nikki kindah sounds fancy a bit......

''hmph lets go..........{kol a pool ^^}''

 

ooc: She's a titan. You really think she'd live somewhere scruffy. She considers herself higher than Zeus & Hera.

"Make yourself at home. Help yourself to food and drink. Oh yes, you have full use of the pool and gym."

 

''ur my favorite relative and titan! ^^''

zaris then jumped in the pool

''uh oh gaaaaaaaah i cant swim! help! fire and water so doesent go together!''

 

Nikki dived in and pulled him out.

"I think you'd better dry off and rest. I'll pour you a bath, What do you want in it? Oils? Bubble bath? There's a power shower if you prefer."

Nikki wrapped him in a huge towel.

"You're not what I expected."

 

Mr. Wheeler couldn't tell whether she had figured it out yet. He was guessing she had, judging from what valentine said. the only problem was, what was she going to do about it? He couldn't tell whether she was just going to kill him outright or wait until he let his guard down? Or maybe she would just use it as leverage?

Mr. wheeler decided he would just wait until the morning. SO, he got himself a bag of pretzels and turned on his favorite movie.

 

Nikki smiled as she led Zaris into the apartment. She showed him the guest room and went to her bedroom to change out of her wet clothes. Zaris was behaving like her kid brother, and it made her happy. At least he was safe here. She wrapped her hair in as towel and went back into the main living area. She turned on the TV and watched the news.

 

Saule talked to the waiter at the Chinese restaurant, and learned that a man matching Wheeler's description had eaten with a woman who the waiter seemed incapable of describing properly.

This information led Saule to believe that Mr. Wheeler could have been meeting with a god, probably an old one. Thankfully there were no security cameras in the restaurant and Saule had told no one that Mr. Wheeler had been there.

Saule would have given Mr. Wheeler the benefit of the doubt in most cases, but he had to find out the truth, because in Saule's current position an advantage was a must.

Saule headed toward the nearest metro station to go to Mr. Wheelers last known address and clear things up. After short, god ability boasted train ride to a station that had been closed some years ago and a quick walk, Saule came upon Mr. Wheeler's residence, and gave a fast, but loud, knock on the door.