Unexpected Ties

After his return, Maximillion is eager to see his fellow kindred, he set off first to Rosalie's apartment, arriving just as Peter is leaving for the night. He quickly blows past Pete into the building and up to Rosalie's door, he looks down, "A meager offering but it will have to suffice." He knocks on the door to her haven.
You can hear Rosalie frustrated on the other side of the door, footsteps sounding closer "What the hell did you forget this time Pete!?". The door flies open glaring. Shocked she sees Maximillion instead. "Oh, its you. Hi...?" Shes looks slightly confused to see him.
Maximillion holds up the bottle in his hand, "Heard you were back on your feet, thought I'd drop by with a gift" he awkwardly hands the bottle to her "Vintage murderer, very fresh, bottled it myself" he smiles wryly "May I come in?"
Rosalie facepalms and sighs incredulously rolling her eyes "ha ha funny, yes I'm back on my feet" she secretly is dying and laughing on the inside. She takes the bottle smiling and ushers him in. "Thanks that's sweet of you, come in and make yourself comfortable." She closes the door behind him while looking at the her newest bottle for her collection.
Maximillion takes a seat on her couch, its softer and more comfortable than any bed he has ever had, let alone a couch. "I was a bit worried, thought you were a goner..." he looks a bit anguished "can't shake the feeling that it was my fault you were hurt to begin with. But I'm glad to see you're ok, Rem said..." Maximillion's eyes widen in realization "that you were back to being a 'princess' again" he chuckles
Rosalie puts away her bottle and takes a seat on her armchair hugging the pillow a little too tightly, her eye twitched. "Yes, I certainly am back to being a 'princess' as she calls me" she's slightly annoyed but shakes it off. "And don't worry about it, its not your fault anything happened." She twirls the end of her hair as a nervous habit. "I was careless and should've asked you to help me with something earlier but I didn't feel like ruining your fun. But as you see I'm fine and not even a scratch on me"
"I'm glad for that" he lets out a long sigh "still unsure about myself, my wounds have healed but my mind is everywhere and no where" he glances over to Rosalie "Sorry, not meaning to bore you, these are my problems not yours..." Maximillion curses internally, why does this one always unhinge him so. "How goes finding Carlisle? Any leads?"
"Finding him is a work in progress, so far I know he never stays in one spot for too long unless there's something new keeping him there. He's not a priority at the moment, I'm trying to enjoy afterlife just a little." She prys into him a little wondering how far she can push the subject. "Whats on your mind, its no use keeping it in. It won't bore me just think of talking to me as" she pauses and thinks for a bit "therapy or a friend I guess" she says friend almost quietly almost embarrassed to say the word
"I haven't truly been close to anyone since..." he motions to himself "all this happened. It's been gnawing at the back of my mind ever since I met Rem, she seems to care about me but she loves to keep me in the dark. I haven't talked to my family or friends in years, not that I could now, its been too long, they'd recognize something wrong with my appearance. And when I do try to get close to humans bad things happen." Maximillion's beeper sounds almost as if on cue, he sighs again "Nothing good comes from getting close to mortals for us."
She sighs and rolls her eyes almost mockingly but also to herself, "You're not the only one suffering with this curse" she practically spits out the last word as if it burns her "I have yet to find anyone who really chose this life, its all a mistake. To me it sounds like Rem is keeping you away from things for 2 reasons, either she doesn't want you involved because she cares or she wants to use you later on for something else like a puppet. To me it seems the later but I don't fully know her." She sighed sadly "And I understand the not seeing family, but its best we don't get close, it's more for their own good than ours..." hearing the beeper she smirks and tries to lighten the mood "hot date or stalker?"
"Stalker actually" he chuckles again "I suppose you're right, I don't know anyone who would willingly join this life, not that Rem gave me much of a choice, I was done with mine before she dragged me back kicking and screaming..." Maximillion looks off wistfully "but you're right about one thing, Rem has always seen me as a puppet, from the moment she laid eyes on the broken shell of a man I was" he clenches his fists as he continues "I get the feeling all of this has been a part of her plan, the wolves, the Sabbat, even us. I feel like shes just using me to get to all of you to try and do what she wants. She always talks about 'going back to see our homeland' but here we still are, it's always one more job... I feel like she only keeps me around to be a useful tool for her to wield, a shiny knife in the dark to be plunged into whomever she needs..." he finally releases his grip as a single drop of blood drips from his hand. "Sometimes idk if being free of her is even an option, like I'd rather just be dead..."
She laughs "You could always just get rid of your stalked, or I can too" she grins showing off her fangs. "But in all seriousness no one ever asks for this life and if they did they're wrong. You know what I want but what do you want in terms of this new life. Have to set some kind of goal if not we would die of boredom." She sighs knowing full well sire issues "honestly just cut the ties with your sire, nothing good come from them anyway. They're just monsters who created more monsters, us. They don't care or feel anything but plan. She's obviously scheming something." She thinks back trying to remember something. "A business partner of my dad used to say something like 'Our fate lives within us. We just have to be brave enough to see it.'" She waver her hand as if dismissing it. "Something like that basically we choose what we want, nothing can stop us but ourselves. You don't free yourself from Rem because you don't want to. We are dead but it just means we beat life, use this afterlife to its fullest. There's a reason we're here we just need to find it."
"Geez, that's probably one of the most profound things I've heard since..." Maximillion's expression darkens "my mother... Thank you Rosalie, you have a truly sobering way of snapping me out of things." He rises to leave, of course, she reminds me of mother, that's why she unravels me so easily. I never could hide anything from her as he reaches the door he bows in an exaggerated fashion "Until next we meet Ms. Rosalie, it has been a true honor" he chuckles out through a smile.
She walks him to the door and laughs patting his head as he bows. "Just don't ever tell anyone I'm this nice. I don't like it going around. And honestly I'm glad you can talk to me even though I seem like the last person to talk to. Especially since you've been talking without the accent, you sound normal to me this way...." Her nose crinkled as she shook her head. "And don't call me Ms. it makes me feel old..."
Just as he was about to leave he grabs him from the back of his shirt and stops him "Before I forget! You're going to teach me how to use my new toy!"
Maximillion chuckles heartily "Our secret" he mimes locking up his mouth "Now about this toy... where should I start..."