((Vic-the-older and Vic-the-younger. Open to all.))

[victormakesart]

I'm talking to my much-younger alt today. I can't help but feel...almost like I've let her down? She doesn't know that she's supposed to be me. And how would she? We're so different it's astounding. She isn't afraid of anything. What changed? What the hell changed? She is every memory that I've lost and she represents a part of me that I can't get back.

She paused in her typing to give her younger self a good scrutinizing. She was writing in her notebook, then she looked up to give Victor a challenging look.

They both rolled their eyes and went back to their respective writing.

"Want, uh, some coffee?"

"No, it's bad for me."

Victor laughed and gave her a thumbs up. "Good girl, there."

"I know."

Victor blinked and laughed again. This was just too surreal.

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[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

Heather nodded. "I pray a lot."

"Nah. Just an el oh el."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel nods, "It helps you in the long run."

"Well that's terrific, I'm glad you can see again. Sorry for scaring you the other day."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I guess so." When she got older, she would stop praying. She'd still have faith, but she would stop expecting anything from anyone.

"'M glad too. I was real worried."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel smiles, "The thing you must do is focus on the good things in life. When you focus on the negative you loose your way. Its the way to true happiness."

"How did that alternate of you end up?"

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I do."

"Dunno. 'M stayin' 'way."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel nods, "Well I hope you continue with your prays little one, because God loves who keep their faith. Then again God is love and will love you as long as you ask for it."

"A wise choice, I pray she does the same."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

Victor tried, but she couldn't surpress a slightly bitter smile at that. She knew the end of that story.

Heather considered it, then nodded.

"As long as she gets help, I don't mind."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel offers a slight smile,

"Where were you living before you met Victor, heather?"

"Which is all you can really ask for. How old are you Victor? I hope you don't mind my curiuosity."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I'm livin' in Maryland. I'm just here on a visit."

"Eighteen." She heard, quite often, that she looked younger and acted either younger or older than she was. "Why d' you ask? An' I don't mind."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel nodded, "Interesting. How is your life in Maryland?"

"Curiousity, I'd tell you my age but I'm older then dirt." Gabriel says with a laugh.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I like it. I've never lived anywhere else."

"Oh. Okay." She cracked a grin.

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel tilts his head, "What makes it so special?"

"And its funny cause Michael is older then me. Hows your family treating you?"

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I dunno. It's...well, it doesn't feel like home. I haven't found 'home' yet. But it's pretty, and I live there."

"I haven't been home in three weeks." Yeah. That's been difficult for her.

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel nods, "I suppose that's all the matters. My home certainly feels like it, even though it doesn't look all that great."

"Don't worry sweet child I'm sure you'll be just fine. Are you feeling homesick?"

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Ah. So we're opposites."

Victor nodded. "I miss my brother."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel nodded, "You and I are very different. That's what makes us unique."

"I didn't know you had a brother. What's he like?"

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

Heather laughed. "Quite true!"

"He's blonde. A golden boy. Funny. Smart. Charismatic. I miss him. 'M worried about him."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel smiles, he didn't think it best to tell her he's an angel of God. "So are you an artist too?"

"Shows like a wonderful boy. Why don't you call him or something."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"One day I will be."

"I have, but it ain't enough. He wantsta spend time wi' me. I wanna spend time with him, too."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel nods, "What's your favorite type of art?"

"Patience Victor, I'm sure you'll see him sooner then you think."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Dunno. I like drawin'."

"Hm. Maybe. I ain't good with patience. But I'll try."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel smiles, "I'm a fan of poetry or music yet again we are different."

"Its the hardest thing to master."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I like those too. I like singin' and poems. I write songs an' poetry."

"It really is."

[p-gabriel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel nods, "Well perhaps you can become a wonderful poet like Victor. I enjoy her work, distracts me from my job."

"Don't worry you've got plently of time for it."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I wanna read a poem of hers."

Victor shot her a small glance. "Might not be 'propriate for you."

"I've read lotsa stuff," she said stubbornly. Then she turned her attention to the angel. "What's your job?"

"I s'pose so."