Apologies [Invite]

Jude shook his head when she offered to repay him for the phone, talking it from her hand and standing up rather suddenly. He drew his arm back and threw it into the ocean, as far as all of his vampiric strength would allow. "You shouldn't." He turned his eye toward her, his face a virtual mask of smeared blood. "If you love him like you say you do, no one else will ever see those images and messages ever again." He plopped back down again, letting out a slow and deep sigh.

"Octavian has never been that defeated, that dead, not since her. He'll hurt, he'll feel more guilt than he should, and he'll act like a fucking idiot when he thinks he's protecting someone." Jude shook his head. "But he never does anything because he's cruel. He does it because he thinks it'll help, that his fairytale will always have a happy ending."

"That Vindelo guy, don't let Octavian know about him. You thought what we did to each other was bad? He fights for what's right, what's just, what matters, and all that warmth that is your husband... Amy all that warmth can turn to fire, rage, he'll go berserk, I won't be able to get to him. The bitch couldn't get to him, I hope you can."

Jude crossed his arms over his knees, laying his forehead against them. "Whatever you think you did to fuck up, he's already forgiven." Jude paused and laughed, it finally sunk into his thick skull. "Oh yeah, pro tip." He smiled at her, his eye smouldering not with the hatred that had been there a while ago, but a tiny fraction of hope. "Be the Frosty Bitch when you have too, but you're way cooler when you're not. Octavian loves you, probably both of your fucked personalities." He wasn't being malicious, just the normal Jude. "Be Amy, don't be some fake face with him. He'll love you no matter what you do, that should be obvious. But do you want him to love some deception you put on to deal with the rest of us leeches? Or do you want him to love you? The real you? The chick who doesn't like motorcycles?" He asked, this time he was chiding a bit, but it was playful, kind-hearted. Jude was really smiling, and he was smiling at Amy.

Jude chuckled, Octavian was either biding his time or didn't know what happened with her curse. "So... Are you going to tell him about the curse or am I?" He asked, a bit more seriously. Then his eye turned toward her Frost rimmed eyes.

"You really don't get us do ya? Octavian and I." He grinned toward her, that stupid almost awkward grin. "Ha-ha, I'm not laughing at you Milkshakes, I'm really not. But nicknames, rules, how we think and feel." Jude was laughing, as he reached over and clasped her on the shoulder.

"Alright, first lesson," there was no hostility in his voice as he hopped up to his feet. "Dudes watch their bro's back, especially if it's over chicks. You saw Laurent. I kicked the shit out of him because I knew Octavian wouldn't. I was like his night his champion you know? I did what I was supposed to do to keep Octavian on okay safe. Like a brother... Warrior?" He wasn't sure if it was the right word she would understand but he was trying and he was excited.

"Octavian is old school, like you but with the new school twist. He's got beliefs that are strong, he doesn't hit girls or pick fights. But people don't belong to people you know? At least not to us, so if say someone hit you and you were with me, because I'm Octavian's bro, I'd kick the shit out of him. Not because Octavian won't or can't, but because it happened there and gets settled there."

He paused again, "Seriously though, Amy, you are so much cooler as Amy." He commented, with that same goofy grin.