when the song starts who do you dance with ((Wil))

[losthunter]

Hunter was laying outside, on a bench in his rose garden. A pair of sunglasses that had once belonged to Lindy covered his eyes. His Ipod set to a variety of rock songs pounded in his ears.

In the art studio, a special canvas had been completed. And right now, Hunter felt very calm about his life. Even the emotional challenges he had faced after attending Lindy's wedding seemed to be miles away.

In fact, he felt a little more at peace. So without even thinking about what might happen, or overthinking things, Hunter picks up his PINpoint, sending a quick message to Wil.

I have a painting for you. Did you want me to drop it off, or did you want to pick it up?

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[william_kent]

Wil just shrugs a little. "We didn't part on bad terms exactly. We just talked about it and realized we were looking for something different."

[losthunter]

"What are you looking for?" Hunter asks softly.

[william_kent]

"Well... someone who doesn't mind me being me, for one thing."

[losthunter]

"Are we speaking about you needing space and me time? Or your heritage?"

[william_kent]

"Bit of both, really. I do like being with other people and I don't mind being seen with others in public, but it takes a lot out of me sometimes and I have to be alone every now and then. And the vampire thing is a big factor too," Wil admits.

[losthunter]

"I can understand needing some alone time. I know you will find someone who will respect that." Hunter moves across the room to the covered canvas.

"As for the vampire thing, I hope this helps." He removes the cover, to reveal the painting he made for Wil.

[william_kent]

Whatever Wil was expecting the painting to look like, this wasn't it. He's a little speechless for a moment. "Hunter... is that... me?"

[losthunter]

"Yes." Hunter admits again. He feels a little nervous since it was a challenge for him not to put too many of his emotions into the work. But he still wanted to be honest in the art too.

This is how he sees Wil. A hero, watching over his city.

[william_kent]

Wil is kind of enthralled by it, and he reaches out to the painting, hesitating for a moment before he touches it, tracing the lines. "It reminds me of Mom, when she was Dark Oak."

[losthunter]

"Your mother watched and protected over others?" Hunter stays close, just watching Wil tracing the lines of the painting. It was completed in crayon, and then protected with a glaze so there is no worries of Wil removing any of the work with his touch.

[william_kent]

Wil nods. "Yeah. She looked after Topeka for years."

[losthunter]

"Is it your mom where you got your abilities?"

[william_kent]

"Most of them. She's a vampire, too." Wil finally manages to tear his gaze away from the painting. "Hunter, this is great."

[losthunter]

"Sounds like she is that hero vampire you were looking for."

Hunter blushes softly. "I'm glad you like it."

[william_kent]

"She's retired... has been since before I was born. I've never really seen her in action."

Wil's rather sincere in his liking of the painting. "I've never had anything do this sort of thing for me."

[losthunter]

"Might be a good reason to talk with her, and share her stories. If she is retired, there is less likely that anyone will connect the dots to your family."

Hunter reaches out to gently touch Wil's shoulder. "Well, no worries about that any more. You inspire me to do more."

[william_kent]

"How can I repay you for this?"

[losthunter]

"You don't have to repay me for anything, Wil. I am just glad you like it."

Hunter nervously touches his head. "I just wanted to inspire you."

[william_kent]

"Inspired?" Wil asks, looking back at Hunter. "To create?"

[losthunter]

"A little of that. A lot of just trying to show you how others could see you." Hunter chuckles softly.

[william_kent]

"You'd think a guy like me would have an easier time of that..."

[losthunter]

"It is natural to be challenged, every now and then."

[william_kent]

"Guess that's one way to look at it. Thank you."

[losthunter]

"It took time for me to get to where I am. It was only because of having supportive friends around, that I finally felt comfortable in my own skin."

[william_kent]

"I'm glad you've had that."