The Gezirah Tower - Cairo

[Maximilian Mainor]

Cairo Tower (Gezirah). Over 180 meters (590 ft) high, it is a premier attraction of modern Cairo. The top two floors contain a rotating restaurant, cafeteria and observation platform.

[Morgan]

Morgan walked silently into the buzzing cafeteria, ligth taps towards the floor caused many heads to turn around. She was a sigth, yes, in that ligth white dress and sandals, her long hair falling as a nice frame around her slender body. The cafeteria was rather full, whit tourists in big sunglasses and kids yelling for food. If there was a beach somewhere, Morgan would migth have went for a swim later, somewhere whitout any of these noisy humans. While her strange hazel dazily eyed the warm night outside, she sat down by the window.

[Soren Mainor]

Having wanted to escape the chaos in his own house Soren had left it without much remorse, taking his motorcycle out of the Garden, riding for the city itself. He had wanted a little time for himself, all he had done the past four weeks was taking care of his father as if were a child, and on top of that taking care of both a little Vampire child and an hyperactive wolf pup.
He didn't ride with a helmet on, knowing that if he fell he would survive anyhow. It was a large black harley, which he was very fond of. It made a nice sound, even as it slowed down for a turn, taking him to the gezirah tower.
He needed some unfamiliar faces, and the smell, perhaps a sip of just normal black coffee.
So he parked his Harley Davidson near the entrance, taking the elevator with several more mortal, all the way to the top, to the small restaurant which would probably be crowded, it was the right time for tourists...

[Morgan]

The girl remembered earlier times here. And wondered how Ulrica and her family was, causing a feeling of longing to fill her chest. Yes, Ulrica and Max, knowing the those two, they would probably have more kids now. Then the elevator came up. If anyone had seen, they would see the girls already big eyes go wider. A strange feeling hit her chest, along whit a brigth smile on her pale lips. That was a face she had not seen in many an age. Morgan didn't raise, neither gave any sign of reqognizing anyone. It would be amusing to test his memory.

[Soren Mainor]

Soren stepped out of the elivator. Some people perhaps stared at him, scanning his face, looking at what they thought was real beauty. For a human he did have a beautiful face, smooth, no wrinkles at all, youthfull, yet mature.
Only the rather worn look in his eyes could perhaps not appeal to people's tastes.
For him it did not matter. He scanned the room, searching for an empty table. He found one right after the table where a lady in white sat. He didn't pay much attention to his surroundings, walking straight to the empty table, hoping the waiter could bring him coffee soon.
He didn't expect that anyone whom he knew would be hear, so he didn't bother looking around.

[Morgan]

Morgan's eyes followed him as he sat down. She struggled whit laugther at once, just for the bored expression on his face. Pictures from earlier times went before her eyes. How was his family? How was everyone, what were they doing now?
None in the cafeteria seemed to believe anything else that they were to beautiful youths, compleatly unknown to eachother. The chatting and the yelling from spoiled children went on and on. Morgan was still for a long time, just watching him. He had matured much since last time. Suddendly the girls face was beside his, whispering in his ear."Long time, no see."

[Soren Mainor]

Soren jolted a bit, looking sideways in a startled way as a woman suddenly spoke thos words right next to his ear.
He had been somewhere else in his mind, away from the troubles at home, he hadn't paid any attention to anyone in the restaurant, so now he had a frown on his face as he looked her up and down.
The dark hair, the hazel eyes, they were so familiar, but his mind wasn't working properly.
Untill it struck him.
"Morgan?" He asked, unsure of himself as he studied her face. Five years ago he hadn't been the man he was now, and the same as his father; his memory wasn't great either, at least, not at moments like these anyway.
"I'm sorry I didn't see you, I was... somewhere else.." He smiled apologetically.

[Morgan]

"Soren." Morgan sat back in her chair, returning that smile of his. Folding her hands, she placed them in her lap. Then she laid her head to the side, continued to look at him, still pondering on how much he had changed. Last time he had been younger in mind and somehow, appearance. The same aburn hair, the amber eyes and the same face as his father. Yet somehow not the same. He seemed tired aswell, not like himself. Like he once was. the girl smiled again, gently. He was Soren, after all.
"I have missed you all. How is your family now, Soren?"

[Soren Mainor]

He sighed, smiling a bit sadly perhaps, a bit wryly.
"Well, my family is as chaotic as it has always been.." He said, his hands fiddling with the cup of the coffee on the table. He knew Morgan, or had at least known her.
"It's a bit of chaos at home. Mom just left, without appearent reason, at least with appearent reason to me.." he huffed again. "My father is devistated, he wouldn't leave his bed for four weeks. I've been caring for the house and my younger sister lately and well.." he shrugged. "My brother is in Japan, my sister in london. So as I said, chaotic.."
He had to laugh a bit because of the look on her face.
"Don't look so worried Morgan, I've grown too. When you last saw me I was a Vampire teenager, I am an adult now. Even if my body doesn't change anymore, the way I grow mentally does.."

[Morgan]

"We have both grown."
Finally some of the families started leaving, taking all of the children whit tem. It was probably bedtime for most of them.
Morgan had other worries, staring Soren as if he had just gone mad.
Ulrica leaving Max and his family.
Pictures of the family passed, always smiling, always laughing. A beautiful blond woman and a man, looking just like Soren, always togheter.
Morgans mind wouldn't allow it to sink in, innocent and tender as always she had belived Soren's parents would never break apart. Other couples, sure, but not those. Not even as a vampire could the youngster understand, why Ulrica would do such a thing, to her husband and to her own children.
"Your..younger sister? Ulrica left you whit Max..",
the tone in her voice was sad and empty, her big heart had started bleeding as it often did.
"..And a little girl?"

[Soren Mainor]

"Actually, Christine is my older sister. I don't know whether she felt it coming or not, but she left for London before my mother just stormed off, and nothing had motivated her yet to come back and help me a little.." he shrugged, "But that is Christine for you.." He took up the cup of coffee, taking a large gulp.
"And yes, I have a younger sister. Amber, she was born not so many years ago. Heh..."
He looked down at the table.
"And now Dimitri has returned, who will probably just devestate my father some more, scaring him into bed again, oh jolly me. What a life I lead.."
He coughed, placing the cup back on the table again.
"Oh great, my moment of freedom and at once I spill everything there is to now about my family.."

[Morgan]

"I asked you, so do not mock yourself for that. And we can do something else if it is bothering you."
Morgan watched his coffecup, trying to remember how Dimitri looked like. That was a Mainor she had not seen much and no words had ever been said between them.
She turned to look out the window, watching the ground far below. Her brown hair laid nicely in her neck, nothing spilling down over her neat shoulders.
She still looked out of the window, yet speaking to him.
"That is, if you have time."

[Soren Mainor]

"I have time, I won't be missed for a while..." He mumbled, staring into the coffee which went round and round in his cup. There was no spoon, he hadn't touched the cup, he simply stared at it.
"What's your great masterplan then? I've got all the time in the world, that is, untill the sun rises.." He said with a small chuckle.
"Have you got a car?"

[Morgan]

Morgan shook her head, brown hair dancing around here face. "No, I never thougth I needed one." She raised, stretched a little and tilted her head towards the elevator in a questioning manner. "You have one?" Turning around, she walked to the elevator, waiting for it to come up.

[Soren Mainor]

"Hmmn... sort of.." He said, with somewhat of a cheeky smile coming back. He followed her to the elevator, pushing the button soi it would stop at their level. Sometimes he wondered what would go faster, the stairs or the elevator. By the time they would finally be down they would have pasta dozen of levels, where all kind of people had to go too before they were downstairs again.
Ah well, he had time, he could wait.
And so they finally stood outside, standing in a slight salty breeze.
"I don't have a car..." Soren began, walking to where he had parked his Harley Davidson. "I have something that goes faster..." He said, starting the engine, making it roar.
"I hope it isn't too uncomfortable for you?" He patted o the backseat behind him.