You are Lupa, meet the pack

Gabriel chuckled again and when he spoke it was (for some reason) in a french accent. "So what do you want to do today moi lupa?"

Roxine shrugged. "Shopping? Terrorising unsuspecting humans?" she pulled a face. "I'd normally train but I really can't be bothered today."

Gabriel smiled and walked over to his wardrobe. "Shopping it iz zen." He shook his head. "Please exuse my accent, I try to hide it but it slips out sometimes." He laughed.

Roxine grinned. "Hey, I'm a Scot, remember? My accent annoys people too." she laughed lightly.

Gabriel grinned. "Your Scottish?"

"Roxine MacBeth. As in the play?" Roxine rolled her eyes. "Really, I'm surprised you didn't get it straight off the bat. I usually get teased about it by everyone I meet - until they see me throw a punch, that is."

Gabriel paused then looked away. "Never heard of a play called MacBeth." He shrugged.

Roxine blinked and then grinned. "Finally! I've been waiting for someone to say that all my life!" her grin calmed to a smile. "It's by Shakespeare. I never read it, just heard about it and had people quote it in my face all my life." she shrugged. "From what I gather you're not missing much."

Gabriel smiled a little and then laughed. "Well I'm not actually FROM France I just lived there for over a century." He smiled. "I'm originally from Egypt."

Roxine's eyebrows rose. "Egypt? I am so jealous of you right now."

Gabriel smirked. "And why's that?"

Roxine scowled playfully. "Because Egypt sounds like such a cool place. Plus it was the only topic I passed in History, but that's not important, really."

Gabriel made a face. "The Pharaohs were kranky old gits and their wives were just as bad." He laughed. "Yes I'm that old."

Roxine shrugged. "As long as you're sure we're better than the Pharaohs and their wives, I'm okay with it." she laughed.

Gabriel smiled and then showed her the back of his legs, they were covered in large red marks. "Whip marks from when I was human." He told her.

Roxine frowned. "I don't think my scars are up to them yet." she shrugged. "What was your life like then, anyway?"

Gabriel sighed. "I was the whip boy for the Royals. Basically anyone could sleep with me and if I protested I was whipped." He sighed again and sat next to her on the bed.

Roxine moved to trace patterns up his arm teasingly. "Aww, I'm sure you made good use of it." she crooned, her lips brushing against his cheek as she spoke.

Gabriel snorted. "Wrinkly old men and woman crawling all over me, yeah real fun."

Roxine smirked and dipped her head to nibble the skin on his neck. "There, there." she soothed. "You have better now, right?" There's a right answer here and then there are about 30 wrong ones. Luckily you should know which is right.

Gabriel smirked and kissed her. "Much better." He answered then smirked. "Your breasts aren't saggy like they'res were." He laughed and then kissed her neck, nibbling the skin.

Roxine laughed and kissed him back, running her hands through his hair. "I assume you like what you see, then."

Gabriel chuckled. "Very much so. Although if you go and see Jade I want to write on your breasts: Property of Gabriel- All others keep off." He laughed. "Joking..."

Roxine growled quietly and tugged on Gabriel's hair a little. "Property?" she reminded, licking his ear as she spoke into it.

Gabriel smirked. "Only to see what her reaction would be to it." He nipped Roxine's neck a little.