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Board Roleplay / Re: This problem isn’t going away [Lou/Geoff]
« Last post by A.J. on February 19, 2019, 07:28:33 PM »
By this point, Lou wasn’t holding her breath for an apology, they’d been together long enough they weren’t really a thing unless they were really warranted, it was true that his guilt over hurting her accidentally was something he did attempt to mend, like with a little hand squeeze; but that was about all of the comfort she was getting from him while they were in the tin box on wheels because her beast was still securely shielded behind her own iron will. “Restraint...” she rolled the word around her mouth. “It felt like I was a lot closer to laying into him.” She admitted, smoothing her thumb along his hand. “She’s furious and looking for retribution.” She paused, a thought running through her mind. “I’m going to get her shifts at Tinkers until this blows over.” Wait was Lou setting Mystery up to brawl?
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Board Roleplay / Re: This problem isn’t going away [Lou/Geoff]
« Last post by m i c h a e l on February 19, 2019, 05:06:08 PM »
*your thudding pulse seems to fill the cabin in the car, no doubt earning the attention of his beast, but Geoff says nothing of it...he allows you to take his hand, even giving a small squeeze which may be all the apology you're going to get; his attention doesn't divert from the road as you collect yourself up to speak...you don't get much of a response from him in profile, though if you're looking closely you'd be able to see the muscles moving in his jaw as he clenches his teeth listening to your retelling of events* Ballsy sonovabitch, isn't he? *he purses his lips together slightly* I admire your restraint. *if it had been him, odds are there would have been a gala-ruining, lycan-exposing brawl, which would have been bad news for everybody and probably put him on Bradford's sh¡t list, and that would have been....unpleasant* Is Mystery okay? *he would have assumed you would lead off with that if she wasn't but part of him - a bigger part than he'd readily admit - needs him to hear it out loud*
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Board Roleplay / Re: This problem isn’t going away [Lou/Geoff]
« Last post by A.J. on February 17, 2019, 09:01:27 AM »
There were small blessings weren't there? Lou would hold onto the steering wheel as long as she needed to in order to convey her utmost seriousness in this matter, and until she was satisfied that he was not going to impulsively crash the gala when Steven had left already her grip stayed.  She released the wheel and bent forward to remove her heels, bringing the pair into her lap to save herself the awkward bend in her ankle as it twisted with every bump in the road.   Her heart was still beating faster than it needed to, she was just in a car... it was OK, it was only a car.  He'd totally fµ¢ked her comfort zone up.  "It looks like he was making his presence known." She said, shifting in her seat as she wrestled with her discomfort and reached for his hand to sooth the unsettled lump in her throat. "I intervened before he and Mystery got into a dispute about whom she answered to.  He is delusional.. and mysoginisitc.  I'm not sure if it was simply that I challenge him or if it was because I am a woman..." She said, her lips twisting in distaste.  "Probably both." She was quiet for a heavy moment. "He eluded to a lot of unpleasanttry for Mystery and I when he comes calling." She said with an eye roll, "And then he... pinched. my. cheek." The last was less words than a growl, and the tension in her shoulders was visible in the way she sat with her hand on you, "Then I slapped him." She said, reliving the moment in her mind, discipline was open handed wasn't that the saying?
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Scripts / A nice night for a walk (Timoleon/Division/Sophia/Red)
« Last post by Dino on February 17, 2019, 02:37:22 AM »


(22:13:49 )
spiral architect

¤ Timoleon ¤
Master I · Traveler · The Morning Star
Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Chamberlain
Cruentus Justia: Dark Origins @ IC
[Room Controller]

When your world comes crashing down
I want to be there

"No victor believes in chance."

is within the common room
[ Skína Garðr Rjóðr - Washington, D.C. ]

says to ºThe Witching Hourº: *since Veronika.....acquired....you, Timoleon has been assigned to see to your integration within the Kiss...you would have found him pleasant enough, endlessly accommodating, and almost painfully polite....he seemed to take a special interest in you, much more than is warranted really....it is almost as though you were newly turned and needed the extra attention to keep you in check....it probably got grating, but he'd put up with any irritated looks or words with aplomb....tonight you'd find yourself strolling through the court estate, and all at once you would see Timoleon step around the corner from behind you....you'd just passed the cross-corridor and you could have sworn he wasn't there before, but all of a sudden there he is [Presence Cover]...he seems surprised to see you* Divishion, my dear! I wash jusht looking for you, how very, hm, aushpicious! *he falls in stride beside you* I have a shmall errand I need to attend, and I wash hoping you could accompany me.

(22:32:44 ) ºThe Witching Hourº

D I V I S I O N
- the depths of revelation -

Queen of Nightmares · Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Moderate II
Cruentus Justia · Washington · Imagine Chat
· Room Controller ·
Don't you see the way I look at you
I can see behind your eyes
And can't you tell the way I reach for you
says to spiral architect: Division's sudden arrival in D.C. was all around unsettling. Had she seen Veronika since? No. Did she know Veronika before this? No. If she were any younger of a vampire, she might have been scared by the turn of events, but no, this little Queen of Nightmares wasn't frightened, just agravated, and too savvy to say so in the court of a Dragon. She was headed in no particular direction, merely acquiring an understanding of the runnings of this place, which were queer and unpredictable, which seemed reasonable all things considered. There was much about this Kiss that begged the question of how it had not collapsed. She sensed things around her at all times, and in her own fashion, she would give a visual inspection that yielded nothing again... and then there he was... standing there like some kind of multi-eyed monster from a film about monsters in college. He was some kind squid. He had to be. Dark green eyes blinked slowly at his sudden appearance before heavy booted feet continued their walk through the halls with him at her side. She inclined her head to him, long dark locks of ink slipping over her shoulder as she did so. It would be subtle, but he would not the turn o fher wrist to him as he walked with her, "Timoleon, you grace me with so much of your time already, it is unnecessary to offer your accompaniment in your duties." She assured him, not reckless enough to outright refuse the vampires that outranked her in this new kiss. "But should it be of no inconvenience to you, I would be glad to attend this errand with you." She said, moving to follow him where he guided.


(22:38:53 ) ]
|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°|

Sophia
[Intermediate Lvl 2 - Moroven - Skína Garðr Rjóðr]
[Cruentus Justia - Washington DC - Imagine Chat]
[ Novelist | Critic | Columnist ]
"Inch by inch I'm closing in..Your eyes have sealed the dawn..Now it's only a matter of time before you shatter
try to walk away with pieces that you want..So you seek secrets of my soul..My misery I hope you'll miss
Cast your hooks, I hope you catch..A glimpse of blinded bliss..fµ¢k you"
is within a place of residence
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to #Passive aggressive bull: "Are you bored?" *Sophia asked as she approached your room. She had a small box in her hand. She didnt come to the house often but she wanted to check in and see how you were getting along with the girls todasy and to bring by a promised gift and mostly to see that perfect spot you had told her where the bone would sit.* "I thought perhaps we could go for a walk. I crave some excitement."


(22:42:38 )
spiral architect

¤ Timoleon ¤
Master I · Traveler · The Morning Star
Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Chamberlain
Cruentus Justia: Dark Origins @ IC
[Room Controller]

When your world comes crashing down
I want to be there

"No victor believes in chance."

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ºThe Witching Hourº: *your decorum is noted, as is your almost-but-not-quite refusal to accompany him....it would be a shame if he had to coerce you into doing so...a shame, but perhaps a worthwhile exercise of his powers...still, as you agree, his ruined lips pull back from his teeth in a smile* It ish very well, then. *he guides you outside toward the street, moving swiftly and with purpose....tonight he is choosing to wear one of the more exotic outfits in his repertoire: a thick turquoise cloak over a canary yellow doublet, very much the height of fashion during the Renaissance era from whence he came..the outfit might appear a bit outlandish but not enough to draw undue attention, especially in the wintertime....the full cloak, when wrapped close to his form, also conceals the hilt of the saber on his belt from casual observation...in times past you've seen him in very modern clothes just as often as the more period-appropriate attire most of the other vampires favor...he has had his informants keeping him abreast on the movement of those he has an interest in, and tonight it seemed a good opportunity for him to run an experiment* I feel it ish prudent for you to become acquainted with othersh within our group. Shome of them are rather lesh....hm....shociable than othersh.


(22:45:55 )
#Passive aggressive bu|lsh¡t#


Myst "Red" Payne
| Criminaly insane Human Null |
| Sophia’s Little Killer |
I Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic |
Cruentus Justia Imagine Chat

is within a place of residence
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ]|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°: She was sitting in her room staring out the window on the edge of her bed. On the window sill sat the bone she had pulled from the old grave in a pride of place. Other than the paintings on the wall done in her own blood there was not anything else there to decorate it. her long red lock were loose and unbrushed and she had on baggy cargo pants ( to carry her finds) boots and a white singlet top. The moment she heard your voice she sat bolt upright and turned to look at you. “ I was bored but you’re here now” She got up on her feet and canted her head to the side as you asked her about going for a walk. There was a nod of her head and she ran to get her jacket out of the small closet and was quick to put it on so you wouldn’t change your mind. “Ready”


(22:50:30 ) ]
|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°|

Sophia
[Intermediate Lvl 2 - Moroven - Skína Garðr Rjóðr]
[Cruentus Justia - Washington DC - Imagine Chat]
[ Novelist | Critic | Columnist ]
"Inch by inch I'm closing in..Your eyes have sealed the dawn..Now it's only a matter of time before you shatter
try to walk away with pieces that you want..So you seek secrets of my soul..My misery I hope you'll miss
Cast your hooks, I hope you catch..A glimpse of blinded bliss..fµ¢k you"
is within a place of residence
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to #Passive aggressive bull: *Your eagerness was always rather engaging. She was quite fond of it. It worked out well because there were others to test her patience and make it wait. When you didnt it was welcomed. She had taken a glance around the room as you scurried to grab your jacket and noted the decor.* "Perfect. Here. For being so patient this week while I was busy." *She handed Red the box. In it was a new knife. It was a simple switch blade. Nothing horribly fancy, just something one of the girls picked up on her request.* "Any requests? Cemetery?"


(22:55:15 ) ºThe Witching Hourº

D I V I S I O N
- the depths of revelation -

Queen of Nightmares · Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Moderate II
Cruentus Justia · Washington · Imagine Chat
· Room Controller ·
Don't you see the way I look at you
I can see behind your eyes
And can't you tell the way I reach for you
says to spiral architect: She moved into the street following his lead with ease; this city was strange to her yet... at the very least the architecture in Prague was slow to evolve. The streets were still cobbled there which meant that walking quietly was a very different gambit. It mattered not right now, she was in no position to play student when she was being escorted about, not about such simple things so she settled for human imitation. She wore her hair loose around her shoulders and a calf length wool pea coat, open around tight fitting denim and a leather corset bound in lace up the front of her body and ended in a series of crisscrossing leather laces spanning from her bodice, over her shoulder to the back and across to the opposite before crossing over the opposite shoulder in a lattice pattern of leather throngs. "Very well Timoleon, I had the impression that socializing was not quite the quality our Mistress revered in her court."


(22:57:48 )
#Passive aggressive bu|lsh¡t#


Myst "Red" Payne
| Criminaly insane Human Null |
| Sophia’s Little Killer |
I Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic |
Cruentus Justia Imagine Chat

is within a place of residence
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ]|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°: She spent most of her time waiting and being “good” sure a few beloved pets from the area have gone missing but she was told to be good and then maybe she would get more. Thus she was good and when you showed up that was no something she would drag her feet around for. As you handed her the box she frowned a little and looked at it, she didn’t get gifts often in fact she couldn’t remember the last one she had been given. Opening the box her eyes went wide and a slow smile formed on her lips. Carefully she took the knife out like it was breakable and she looked it over droping the box onto her bed in the process. “ ooooo so pretty “ carefully she put the knife into the home so she could put it into her pocket she was not letting it go anywhere without her. She was not leaving it behind if they were to go out and about “ Thank you” then you asked her where they should go for a walk and the look of pure concentration that showed on her face while she tried to pick a place before nodding “ cemetery is nice”


(23:03:37 )
spiral architect

¤ Timoleon ¤
Master I · Traveler · The Morning Star
Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Chamberlain
Cruentus Justia: Dark Origins @ IC
[Room Controller]

When your world comes crashing down
I want to be there

"No victor believes in chance."

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ºThe Witching Hourº: *he gives a low chuckle at your observation, bobbing his head slightly* Very ashtute of you, my dear. *Veronika's court is one of the more unusual ones he's ever participated in, though truthfully you came into things at rather an odd time...and in rather an odd fashion, all things considered.....still, he was given instructions by Veronika and, vague though they may be, he intends to fulfill them as best he can....we're going to play with the timeline a bit and say that Sophia and Myst were already out and about before he approached you and it has taken us this long to catch up to where they are; sadly, he doesn't have the gift of full fledged flight that some of his compatriots have....Sophia would no doubt recognize Timoleon as he approaches....she may have seen Division before, may not have.....Timoleon has tried to keep Division sequestered away from the others as best he can without arousing suspicion....they are perhaps a block away still, but we are moving toward them, passing by the cemetery that would be their destination* Shophia hash been part of the court for quite a while now. *he pauses* I do not know who her, hm, friend ish. *that....may be something interesting*

(23:12:49 ) ]
|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°|

Sophia
[Intermediate Lvl 2 - Moroven - Skína Garðr Rjóðr]
[Cruentus Justia - Washington DC - Imagine Chat]
[ Novelist | Critic | Columnist ]
"Inch by inch I'm closing in..Your eyes have sealed the dawn..Now it's only a matter of time before you shatter
try to walk away with pieces that you want..So you seek secrets of my soul..My misery I hope you'll miss
Cast your hooks, I hope you catch..A glimpse of blinded bliss..fµ¢k you"
is within a place of residence
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to #Passive aggressive bull: *Sophia gave you a moment to indulge in the idea of a gift. She smiled faintly as she thought of the destruction you could cause with it. She was careful on how much she encouraged your destruction but it had become a hobby to see just how much of a mess she could come home in. And as it stood she was wearing a long white fur coat and a matching dress. Both were pristine and spotless.* "Come on now." *She directed seeming in a hurry for something though as soon as they got outside she seemed to relax at least her own version of relax. She rarely drove. It was strange really the amount of walking she did but it gave her time to sort the thousand thoughts in her head. Sophia did slow down and put her hand on Red's shoulder.* "Our trip seems like it might be delayed." *It was a shame because we were so close. She pondered telling you to go play by yourself for a moment but did not just yet. She owed a debt of her life to Timoleon though she knew better than to trust him. Sophia wasn't friendly with most of the Kiss but she was not down right rude unless it called for it.*


(23:17:20 ) ºThe Witching Hourº

D I V I S I O N
- the depths of revelation -

Queen of Nightmares · Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Moderate II
Cruentus Justia · Washington · Imagine Chat
· Room Controller ·
Don't you see the way I look at you
I can see behind your eyes
And can't you tell the way I reach for you
says to spiral architect: Well, that was a surprising admission, wasn't it? So far, Division had understood firmly that Timoleon was not one to be caught unawares, or surprised. She stored that. She continued her stroll with him, and took appraisal of the females that they approached, noting the way she stopped.. it was not pleased, it was not displeased, it was unexpected how ever... with that stored away, she took in the human, it was instinct to classify the beings she came across, and it helped set them in a mental ladder. "Perhaps Sophia will give you the pleasure of an introduction..." She offered, not for hope, no, nothing of his interactions in the past several weeks would indicate that Division wore that feeling on her sleeve. She walked with her hands in her pockets, but once the four of them were within conversation distance, her wrist would turn our to the female vampire, in silent, polite, recognition of her.


(23:19:14 )
#Passive aggressive bu|lsh¡t#


Myst "Red" Payne
| Criminaly insane Human Null |
| Sophia’s Little Killer |
I Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic |
Cruentus Justia Imagine Chat

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ]|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°: Being allowed to go out and to go out with you put a skip to her step as it was a treat for her, she had been out a few times but always with someone keeping an eye on her. The desire to misbehave was always there as was the desire to cut and hurt and kill but she was able to squish it for now at least. When they went outside she kinda skipped around you and hummed to herself a haunting tune. But as she went to your side and skipped along you then stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. She stopped and looked at you with a question in her eyes as she could see the cemetery up ahead it wasn’t far away and she couldn’t help but pout a little. But your word made her question even more with her eyes before looking around wondering what was delaying it? She then spotted two people walking up to them and she canted her head to the side wondering what was going on but for now she was being good and being still and quiet.


(23:26:52 )
spiral architect

¤ Timoleon ¤
Master I · Traveler · The Morning Star
Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Chamberlain
Cruentus Justia: Dark Origins @ IC
[Room Controller]

When your world comes crashing down
I want to be there

"No victor believes in chance."

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ºThe Witching Hourº: *Timoleon is not omniscient, it just seems like it sometimes, and he does much to foster that impression....so why admit to not knowing who this (presumably?) human woman was? because it might set up a false sense of security about how much he actually DOES know....he notes the hand on the woman's shoulder.....touch isn't as important to vampires as it is to lycans, but it can be used to express a number of things....one of which being possession....he tilts his head slightly, examining the woman for visible bite marks..if he did it would almost certainly mean the woman is Sophia's pomme......but failing that, he turns to Sophia herself* Shophia, my dear..... *he bends forward in a deep bow, made all the more showy by the voluminous cloak he bears* How...fortunate to run into you here.... *he straightens up and Sophia might catch just the faintest gleam of humor in his eye, enough to indicate that this is not coincidence at all* I thought I might introdushe you formally to Divishion, she arrived in a rather, hm, unorthodox fashion, and I felt it wash pasht due for her to meet you. *his eyes flick to Myst* And your, hm, friend.


(23:41:00 ) ]
|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°|

Sophia
[Intermediate Lvl 2 - Moroven - Skína Garðr Rjóðr]
[Cruentus Justia - Washington DC - Imagine Chat]
[ Novelist | Critic | Columnist ]
"Inch by inch I'm closing in..Your eyes have sealed the dawn..Now it's only a matter of time before you shatter
try to walk away with pieces that you want..So you seek secrets of my soul..My misery I hope you'll miss
Cast your hooks, I hope you catch..A glimpse of blinded bliss..fµ¢k you"
is within a place of residence
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ALL: *As Timmeh and Division approached she stood there she noted Division. Her eyes watching her for a long moment. While she wasn't close to most of the Kiss she liked to keep herself informed enough of the comings and goings. Not so much as Timoleon but it was more to understand the line and how to properly dance along it. When he seemed to examine Red, Sophia kept her gaze calm. A smile crept on her face. Court politics were a different game were they not?* "Timoleon. I feel it has been too long. I was just thinking to myself. How lovely it would be to encouter some company this evening. And there you appeared. And with a new member of the ranks in tow. Isn't that just lovely." *She could handle about an hour of court politeness before the odd sensation of choking would overcome her. We were only a few moments in so it bode well.* "Division." *She nodded if Timoleon said it was unorthodox it meant interesting.* "Perhaps some time you would care to indulge in a story of unorthodox arrivals." *She stepped aside slightly and motioned to Myst* "This is Red, we were just out for a stroll." *She kept her words guarded, not caring to divulge too many secrets tonight.*


(23:46:44 )
#Passive aggressive bu|lsh¡t#


Myst "Red" Payne
| Criminaly insane Human Null |
| Sophia’s Little Killer |
I Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic |
Cruentus Justia Imagine Chat

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ALL: Division- Myst noticed how you moved your wrist when you said hello to Sophie and that made her wonder what that was about for a moment. She wasn’t very socialized so maybe this was the way people said hello now?

Tim- Grey eyes watched you closely as you walked up to her and Sophia, curiosity was there as she looked over what you were waring and what your companion was in too. The cape was something that got her interest she had never seen anything like that before. So she would miss that you were looking her over as she was busy looking at what you wore. While you looked for marks on her you wouldn’t be able to see any not that there was much skin showing. Her long mass of hair covered most of her neck and shoulder and she had on a jacket though you would see the front of her décolleté as she had on a single top and she had not done the jacket all the way up.

Sophie – she looked to you after finishing looking at the strangers clothes and the other woman as she wanted to know what was going on. But then at the same time she couldn’t help but to step from foot to foot as she shoved her hands in her pockets and looked towards the graveyard almost hopefully. The way that Sophia was talking was all fancy some of the words she didn’t know so her mind started to check out a little as she stood there. Then she heard her nick name and realised she was being introduced she blinked a little pulling one hand out of her jacket to wave with her fingers before looking back toward the graveyard.


(23:57:15 ) ºThe Witching Hourº

D I V I S I O N
- the depths of revelation -

Queen of Nightmares · Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Moderate II
Cruentus Justia · Washington · Imagine Chat
· Room Controller ·
Don't you see the way I look at you
I can see behind your eyes
And can't you tell the way I reach for you
says to #Passive aggressive bull: Division was not shy about her appreciation of things, she looked or she didn't, and she was vampire enough to do what was within her right, power and rank, not that anyone here really knew that... so being the polite newcomer that she was, she removed her hands from her pockets and clasped her right wrist with her left hand and gave an inclination of her head to the pale vampire, noting the way she spoke... at the very least, this vampire was more polite than Charlotte was. It didn't help put her in any camp or shape an opinion, but it was mildly reassuring to be around some kind of civility. Her gaze returned to Red as the introductions were made, "Hello Sophia.. and Red..." She said in a musing tone, "What a curiously provocative name for a pet in a court..." She said with a slight glint of stars passing through her eyes at the words, "Alas... yes... unorthodox is the way that bargaining goes at times." She said vaguely, remembering how she came to be in D.C. "This Mistress here is very persuasive." She explained elusively... "My sire saw the wisdom of her ways."


(00:03:11 )
spiral architect

¤ Timoleon ¤
Master I · Traveler · The Morning Star
Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Chamberlain
Cruentus Justia: Dark Origins @ IC
[Room Controller]

When your world comes crashing down
I want to be there

"No victor believes in chance."

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ºThe Witching Hourº: *the fact that Sophia doesn't actually specify who (or what) Red is doesn't get by him...however, Timoleon feels it's safe to assume that she is a human....for starters, he doesn't get even a tingle of preternatural energy from her, and while he is well aware that extremely powerful beings can hide their energy, the fact is it is too far above Sophia's station for her to be fraternizing with such...and all at once, his plan forms....he had been thinking of something else for his little experiment, but given the circumstances this will substitute nicely....as Red waves, he gives her a bow similar (though not as deep) as he gave to Sophia herself* Red, it ish a pleasure to shee you. *he speaks with a pronounced lisp....given the shadows thrown by his cloak it's hard to see his face in full, but you would definitely get a sense of some scarring....he turns to Division, his tone completely casual, sounding like he just had this amazing spur of the moment idea* I wonder what it would be like to feed from such ash her. You should try it out. *the words make it a suggestion, but the powers behind the scenes make it a command.....it's highly unlikely you have dealt with many of his line before, so you would be unprepared as you suddenly find your shields greatly diminished [Psychic Venom]....you might not even really understand what it is that's going on, but that wouldn't matter anyway, because you would feel his words almost boring into your brain, becoming like a compulsion [Cadence]...all of this taking place while he appears for all intents and purposes like he's just having a conversation with friends...ideally, neither you nor even Sophia would be aware that he was actively doing anything (though how successful he is at concealing his part in this remains to be seen)*

(00:18:17 ) ºThe Witching Hourº

D I V I S I O N
- the depths of revelation -

Queen of Nightmares · Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Moderate II
Cruentus Justia · Washington · Imagine Chat
· Room Controller ·
Don't you see the way I look at you
I can see behind your eyes
And can't you tell the way I reach for you
says to #Passive aggressive bull: Would the reaction to this subtle, sudden command have been the same if she had not just mentioned how intrigued she was by the human's name? Her head canted ever slightly to the side when Timoleon addressed her, and his words resonated with her, they were not so terribly unreasonable, even if she had just met the vampire escorting the little human. It could have been the trust that she had in Timoleon, or it could have been the way things were in this kiss.. she was intrigued by the notion, and she smiled, her fangs exposed in the dim streetlight, "Oh, yes, Timoleon, I do wonder..." She trailed off, taking a step towards her before the Chamberlain instructed her to, at which point it was more like an encouraging push on the the one who was already trying to swing on the cable over the chasm. Her second step was fast, if the girl looked at her, she'd catch her eye, make the steps she take seem as fast as blinking, but otherwise, she did not sidestep Sophia, instead she rushed the human with inhuman speed and sank her right hand deeply into her hair and sank her mouth to the small like of flesh she exposed on her neck by yanking her head down enough to strain her muscles that would resist the piercing trauma of Division's ivory fangs.

(00:22:28 ) ]
|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°|

Sophia
[Intermediate Lvl 2 - Moroven - Skína Garðr Rjóðr]
[Cruentus Justia - Washington DC - Imagine Chat]
[ Novelist | Critic | Columnist ]
"Inch by inch I'm closing in..Your eyes have sealed the dawn..Now it's only a matter of time before you shatter
try to walk away with pieces that you want..So you seek secrets of my soul..My misery I hope you'll miss
Cast your hooks, I hope you catch..A glimpse of blinded bliss..fµ¢k you"
is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to #Passive aggressive bull: you can post first then i will.


(00:27:13 )
#Passive aggressive bu|lsh¡t#


Myst "Red" Payne
| Criminaly insane Human Null |
| Sophia’s Little Killer |
I Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic |
Cruentus Justia Imagine Chat

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ALL: Division- Red looked to you as you did the strange greeting to sophia and her eyes flicked back to sopiha as she tried to work it out but eventually gave up. She didn’t understand vampire rules or the outside world properly as it were so she had been able to just relax a little on it all and pretty much not take it to heart. But her ears did perk up as she heard the word sire that she had heard before. That was when she went ohhh and realised what you both were, did it bother her, no and she didn’t show any fear about it at all. She had missed the whole provocative name mentioning about her as she moved from foot to foot.

Tim- When you bowed to her she frowned and did and looked at you confused for a moment before oddly doing a little bow back. It was almost childlike in the way she did it like someone who never bowed before. She noticed that the cape was hiding you and did it worry her not in the least you were interesting but she had been promised a walk in the cemetery and now she was waiting on the footpath. When she heard the comment about feeding she didn’t think it was about her and she went back to looking at Sophia and flicking her eyes to the cemetery.

Division- Was she looking at you, no she was not she was focused on Sophia for a moment and when you stepped up to her she glanced your way just as you reached her and she felt the yanking in her hair. There was a yelp that came out of her as she felt the pull of her hair and the stretching of her neck. The thing is she was used to being rough housed when she did something bad back at the asylum. The one hand that was still in her pocket pulled out the blade and there was a click as she then felt your fangs go into her neck there was a scream from her as she forced the switch blade she had been given to her tonight by Sophia into your side twisting the blade. You were being rude and mean and so she felt it was ok for her to defend herself as she clung to the blade she had digging into your side while you bit her.

(00:40:27 ) ]
|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°|

Sophia
[Intermediate Lvl 2 - Moroven - Skína Garðr Rjóðr]
[Cruentus Justia - Washington DC - Imagine Chat]
[ Novelist | Critic | Columnist ]
"Inch by inch I'm closing in..Your eyes have sealed the dawn..Now it's only a matter of time before you shatter
try to walk away with pieces that you want..So you seek secrets of my soul..My misery I hope you'll miss
Cast your hooks, I hope you catch..A glimpse of blinded bliss..fµ¢k you"
is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ALL: *Sophia did not seemed bothered by the meeting in the street. Maybe she was getting more tolerant of others. She was studying Division. She too liked to categorise beings. At least in the most basic ways. There were allies such as Charon, and then enemies such as Ryker. Thne majority seemed to fall in the middle and she had no doubt the woman would find herself in the middle. * "I named her as such. I thought it was quite clever." *And highly accurate for several reasons. Her fingers absently tangled through the locks of Red absently. The girl was fine and didnt need reassurance. it was one of the things she liked about her and other liked mind beings. The insane they didnt need as much attention, or at least not in the ways Sophia saw it. When Timoleon spoke she cast a glance towards him. Was he just offering her pet up to another vampire. Kiss or not. She did not know the woman there fore there was no way she could calculate the risk. If there was a hint of annoyance she was doing well to mask it behind her even icy gaze. It did not take the new vampire long to go with the suggestion. It was an exercise in her own mind of possession. She had been very careful when collecting things to not calim complete owership over them. Thats when things got messy. Things also apparently got messy when Red reacted out of her own instinct. She didn't groan but her facial expression changed and she grabbed red's wrist* "Drop the blade." *She spoke. Her voice was not shrouded with anger but it was something else. She could collect the blade glancing to the vampire blood on it curiously before putting it away in her purse.* "We do not stab family Myst. Division is family. " *Her eyes went up to Division. She knew damn well how SHE would react if someone stabbed her.* "Release my Charge now. I will punish her."


(00:46:39 )
spiral architect

¤ Timoleon ¤
Master I · Traveler · The Morning Star
Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Chamberlain
Cruentus Justia: Dark Origins @ IC
[Room Controller]

When your world comes crashing down
I want to be there

"No victor believes in chance."

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ALL: *his initial plan did not include a human, and potential offense to Sophia was a definite risk, however rightful or not it might be...injury to the human? that didn't really occur to him at all.....now injury to Division.....that is something he did not stop to consider....Red was not reacting to the feeding in a way that a normal human would....he manages to cover his surprise well enough (the others seem singularly occupied in the moment, anyway)....Timoleon does not move to interfere - it's not as though Division would need his help to fend off the human....he does cant his head as Sophia gives a direct order to Division....it's both an interesting study in Kiss politics, and also whether his ability is strong enough to survive the shock at being stabbed....he rather doubts it, but even this much was quite an accomplishment....he watches events unfold, affecting an appropriately shocked expression*

(00:56:18 ) ºThe Witching Hourº

D I V I S I O N
- the depths of revelation -

Queen of Nightmares · Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Moderate II
Cruentus Justia · Washington · Imagine Chat
· Room Controller ·
Don't you see the way I look at you
I can see behind your eyes
And can't you tell the way I reach for you
says to #Passive aggressive bull: Division was not always the most cautious vampire abound, she really should have been killed for some form of heracy or an other in her past... but alas she was here, her mouth sealed on the neck of a human that had not been properly cowed or tamed, and the pain in her side bloomed in an angering flower of distraction. Her emotion was untempered, both of the vampires near her would know she was displeased, and she gave no indication that she was hearing anything Sophia first said, despite it being directed at the human. Her bite intensified, deepening into Red's throat and her hand rose from the woman's waist to her own side to dislodge the blade twisted into her ribcage as her power moved through her like an emt blasting forward. [Hallucinate - mod] The power sank deeply into the human's mind... her own psychosis would not deter the power, if anything it fed it as the sounds of high pitch wailing horns sounded in Red's mind, the sound of marching boots came stomping towards her like a quadron of soldiers directed at her in the empty desolate war ground she was suddenly left standing in. The siren's pitch increased in intensity as lights flashed and pointed at the location where Red was standing, in the direct line of the approaching army.

Division removed herself from the human once she had imposed her toll upon the transgression, glancing at Sophia as she dropped the pet from her grip and stepped back, not towards Timoleon, but away from the grounds of the altercation. "In my experience Sophia, Rabid animals should be put down."

(01:06:25 )
#Passive aggressive bu|lsh¡t#


Myst "Red" Payne
| Criminaly insane Human Null |
| Sophia’s Little Killer |
I Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic |
Cruentus Justia Imagine Chat

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ALL: Sophia- someone hurts her she hurts it back that’s the way her mind works and always had. It had been what landed her in the asylum to start with after she murdered a school mate in class. That however was a long time ago and she wasn’t shying away from the pain or the shock of what was happening. Her brain had gone right into the attack mode as she felt the vampires bite against her neck and the feel of her feeding. Your voice was heard and she let out a small whimper when she heard the words to drop the blade, if it had been anyone else she would of stabbed again and started going into a small frenzy as long as she could.

Division- Right as she would let go of the blade she felt the bite intensify and that only made her want to stab again and she would reach for the knife only you had dislodged it. Then the power started to sink into her mind and she heard the sounds of horns wailing in her mind she did what she did best. Screaming loudly she hit the wound she had made in your side over and over again but each hit was getting weaker from the blood loss. The power was taking over too and she could hear the army and it started to feel more like a reality the fact you were feeding from her was gone. The army didn’t scare her she stood there waiting for them her hands both balled up into fists and she screamed again. She wasn’t one to run she was more of the type to run at something and try to hurt it. The siren sound hurt her head and suddenly she felt herself falling and she would hit the ground as she was released from Divisions grip.

(01:18:25 ) ]
|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°|

Sophia
[Intermediate Lvl 2 - Moroven - Skína Garðr Rjóðr]
[Cruentus Justia - Washington DC - Imagine Chat]
[ Novelist | Critic | Columnist ]
"Inch by inch I'm closing in..Your eyes have sealed the dawn..Now it's only a matter of time before you shatter
try to walk away with pieces that you want..So you seek secrets of my soul..My misery I hope you'll miss
Cast your hooks, I hope you catch..A glimpse of blinded bliss..fµ¢k you"
is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ALL: *Sophia glanced to Timoleon for a long look. Did she fully know his hand in this affair? No. But she had been part of the Kiss long enough to understand that he had a hand in many things. Had she overstepped in making a demand of a vampire not her lesser, yes but she had been willing to share her toys with the new kiss member. It wasn't her fault that Division lacked the charm that went with her words. She watched Red fight and then Division drop her to the ground. She stepped over Myst putting herself inbetween the girl and the other vampire.* "There are many rabid animals in this city. Red is not one of them." *She spoke evenly before looking back down at the girl and offering her hand.* "I think tonight we will skip the cemetery and take you back home. I am not mad, but we must be more careful going forward."


(01:28:58 )
spiral architect

¤ Timoleon ¤
Master I · Traveler · The Morning Star
Skína Garðr Rjóðr · Chamberlain
Cruentus Justia: Dark Origins @ IC
[Room Controller]

When your world comes crashing down
I want to be there

"No victor believes in chance."

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ]|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°: *it had not been his intent to sow discord between Sophia and Division.....if that is in fact what happens, surely he can make an advantage out of it, but for the moment perhaps it would be best if he tried to smooth things over as best he can.....even though Division did not step in his direction, he does move toward her, just as Sophia moves to help her injured pet* Thish ish.....mosht unfortunate. Truly, regrettable. We should all take time to conshider our, hm, impulshe control. *he tries to pass this off as just some unavoidable natural event, like a bad storm or something...his demeanor the very soul of reasonable....it doesn't hurt that he's using [Suggestion], trying to make his points just feel more valid.....no doubt Division is not wanting to stick around here so she would not take much encouragement to accompany him back to the Kiss estate....he calls back over his shoulder to Red and Sophia* I am shorry your plansh have been ruined. We shall talk later... *and with that, they're gone*

(01:34:40 )
#Passive aggressive bu|lsh¡t#


Myst "Red" Payne
| Criminaly insane Human Null |
| Sophia’s Little Killer |
I Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic |
Cruentus Justia Imagine Chat

is walking along a street
[ Washington, D.C. ]

says to ]|°•| A-Frozen-Motion|•°: Her head hurt oh boy did it hurt the power that Division used on her was slowly ebbing away and she felt the cold ground under her. She was taking a few moments trying to work out where she was and what had happened as she felt Sophia step over her. The sound of her voice was helping to bring everything back, who was rabid? Then she heard her name and it all seemed a little far away. Blinking eyes looked up at Sophia as she moved to sit up seeing the hand offered to her she took it. everything seemed a little fuzzy right now the blood loss would not of helped and she could feel her shirt was stick as was her jacket. Thanks to the anti-coagulant in vampire spit her wound was leaking down. The white shirt would no doubt be red when she got home, did she heard Tim as he spoke nope she was too busy trying to focus. A small pout formed as she heard that the trip was not ruined and she would have to go home. Much later she would pout even more about losing her knife
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Board Roleplay / Re: This problem isn’t going away [Lou/Geoff]
« Last post by m i c h a e l on February 17, 2019, 01:49:17 AM »
*just because we could both survive a full-speed car accident doesn't mean he's eager to see what it would be like....so there's no dramatic fight over the steering wheel as you wrest it from him to keep him from exiting....that doesn't mean he has to be happy about it...his shoulder is pounding painfully from your strike, and before long the headache forming between his temples throbs in time with that....but he lets the exit whiz past us....then another....it seems like it shouldn't be possible to drive grudgingly, but somehow Geoff manages to pull it off...he'll say nothing until you release your grip on the steering wheel....at that point he'd move toward the left lanes...after a few miles of silence, he speaks* Just what exactly was Steve doing there? *the words are bitten out though gritted teeth*
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Board Roleplay / Re: This problem isn’t going away [Lou/Geoff]
« Last post by A.J. on February 17, 2019, 12:05:07 AM »
Normally when Louisianna felt the urge to kill him, she warned him.  But as he so graciously slammed the brakes on the jeep and shoved her heels down into her stilettos with enough force to break a heel and lurch her stomach into her throat, she slammed her hand into the dash to keep from going through the windshield.  This caused a wave of fear to wash over her soon followed by a blind rage when he accelerated in the chaotic vehicular tantrums around them. She met this by back handing him in the shoulder before grabbing the wheel of the jeep to keep him in the lane that they are in, "Geoffrey Cooper, so help me fµ¢k¡ng God, I am going to rip the steering wheel out if you try to get off this highway." She cursed at him, no hint of her wolf in this, but it wasn't far off which he could tell by the fact that her shields were as buttoned tight as they were when she left the gala. 
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Board Roleplay / Re: This problem isn’t going away [Lou/Geoff]
« Last post by m i c h a e l on February 16, 2019, 11:55:52 PM »
*it probably doesn't do anything for your phobia of car accidents that he slams on the brakes when you announce that, sending a harsh SKREEEE and the acrid smell of burning rubber into the cabin....the Jeep fishtails slightly and cars behind us swerve, horns blaring* You WHAT?! *you'd be forgiven for blaming the sudden burst of rage on Veronika, but for a change this one is all Ulfric - though no doubt that fanged b¡t¢h gets ripples of it through the marks...the anger seething from him carries with it almost a physical heat....he presses his lips together and, after a moment, he slams on the gas, sending another plume of smoke and pressing us both back into our seats* You had no right to keep that from me! *in the moment, any discomfort or confusion at the meeting with his cousin is driven out of his mind completely.....he veers madly from lane to lane, working through the traffic to the right....to get home, we'd normally need to keep left for several more miles....the only reason to exit early would be if you wanted to turn around*
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Board Roleplay / Re: This problem isn’t going away [Lou/Geoff]
« Last post by A.J. on February 16, 2019, 02:40:52 PM »
Yes, he very well will be.  She gave him a tight smile, looking at the man who he excused himself from with a calculating gaze before settling her steel gaze on his knowing blue eyes.  "They're bringing the jeep up," She informed him as the roar of the engine was heard behind them and she turned on the ball of her foot to climb in without saying anything more until he had tipped the valet and climbed in beside her.  Was it a calculated decision to wait until we were on the highway, returning to the house before she explained?  Maybe.   She pulled out her cellphone and looked her messages, confirming that Tally and the others had left before she spoke. "I met Steven.  He's a pr¡¢k." She said with a controlled tone. "I slapped him." She paused. "Hard." Saying it took the weight off of her chest, and she rubbed her forehead. "We need to make sure that there are least two alphas at the tavern until this band of wolves is dealt with."
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Board Roleplay / Re: This problem isn’t going away [Lou/Geoff]
« Last post by m i c h a e l on February 15, 2019, 10:34:38 PM »
*Geoff is going to be livid when he finds out that he missed the action - not that he would have been happy to come face to face to a pretender to the throne in a public venue when he couldn't chew off the guy's face - but he was really put out of sorts by that meeting with Tilly...he needed to step outside to collect himself, and somehow he found himself roped into small talk with some kind gray-haired old man who wouldn't stop gushing about his nephew or something who was a lycanthrope in Oregon or something like that; Geoff was only half-listening but he knew when to nod and make appropriate sounds of encouragement or what have you....when he sees Lou striding his way he lets out an internal sigh of relief* Is it over alrea-- *he cuts himself off seeing the set of her jaw, recognizing the underlying stress in her voice...all at once he's fully in the moment, his attention on his Lupa* What's going on? *he manages to keep his tone casual enough to fool the bystanders, but Lou would sense the undercurrent of concern*
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Scripts / Re: Hearts for Hope Gala [Many]
« Last post by Fishie on February 14, 2019, 09:42:50 PM »
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