Permanent Residence: Carlisle Cullen at bat (#17)

“We thought we heard a game,” he said in a relaxed voice with the slightest of French accents. “I’m Laurent, these are Victoria and James.” He gestured to the vampires beside him.

“Do you have room for a few more players?” Laurent asked sociably.

Carlisle matched Laurent’s friendly tone. “Actually, we were just finishing up. But we’d certainly be interested another time. Are you planning to stay in the area for long?”

“We’re headed north, in fact, but we were curious to see who was in the neighborhood. We haven’t run into any company in a long time.”

“No, this region is usually empty except for us and the occasional visitor, like yourselves.”

“What’s your usual hunting range?” Laurent casually inquired.

Carlisle ignored the assumption behind the inquiry. “The Olympic Range here, up and down the Coast Ranges on occasion. We keep a permanent residence nearby. There’s another permanent settlement like ours up near Denali.”

Laurent rocked back on his heels slightly. “Permanent? How do you manage that?” There was an honest curiosity in his voice.

“Why don’t you come back to our home with us and we can talk comfortably?” Carlisle invited. “It’s a rather long story.”

“That sounds very interesting, and welcome.” His smile was genial. “We’ve been on the hunt all the way down from Ontario, and we haven’t had the chance to clean up in a while.” His eyes moved appreciatively over Carlisle’s refined appearance. …

My hair ruffled with the light breeze, Edward stiffened, and the second male, James, suddenly whipped his head around, scrutinizing me, his nostrils flaring.

“What’s this?” Laurent exclaimed in open surprise.

“She’s with us.” Carlisle’s firm rebuff was directed toward James.

“You brought a snack?” he asked, his expression incredulous as he took an involuntary step forward.

“I said she’s with us,” Carlisle corrected in a hard voice.

“But she’s human,” Laurent protested. The words were not at all aggressive, merely astounded.

“When Laurent spoke, his tone was soothing—trying to defuse the sudden hostility. “It appears we have a lot to learn about each other.”
Twilight – Chapter 18

Remember Carlisle’s roots as a PK (Pastor’s kid)? Well, he can’t seem to stop wanting to save those around him. His convictions for the sanctity of life run deep, even when it applies to his “natural” foodsource.

His desire here, is to reason with his vampire brothers (and sister), and convince them of his better way of life. He is actually shepherding his family, and all those who would be like them.

As the series states, most vampires live as nomads, solitary, or in pairs; this grouping of three was unusually large (and formed by convenience, rather than the family love which the Cullens share). Imagine how the felt when the saw Carlisle? So polished, restrained, so human in appearance. He has a home, a family, and keeps company with what (by all accounts) should be his dinner. These nomads knew immediately that this  grouping was different, unique.

This is how it should be for those who live by the spirit and not by the flesh. We should be so different, and have such a presence that we compell others to ask, “Tell me about yourself. Tell me what you know that I don’t.”

It just goes to show, that even when your life goes down an undesirable path: sickness, divorce, death, financial loss, or vampirism, the calling and gifts of God are irrevocable. In the words of my favorite Vampire Pastor: “I just had to decide what to do with what I was given.”


~ by sarahthebaker on December 16, 2009.

One Response to “Permanent Residence: Carlisle Cullen at bat (#17)”

  1. Absolutely! I notice this about Carlisle, and about Edward too. In Eclipse when they’ve battled the newborns – before starting the fight, Edward tells Riley about a different way of life. “You don’t have to die” he implores. So compassionate in such a perilous situation, especially when his reason for living is in danger. And Carlisle offering the surviving newborn the option of surrender. A beautiful picture of loving evangelism.
    Write on, sister!

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