#v; main

[merchantofwhispers]

At last (@worldofsenelfy)

Almost two months had passed since she'd been inside that same club. She rarely frequented the same place too often, not wanting any undesirables to make a connection between her and any missing men. Gemina imagined it had been long enough, eager to go back to a familiar hunting ground with richer blood than those she'd been preying on in dive bars.

Not to mention that it seemed the "higher class" was easier to fool; a man with nothing guarded himself far better than a man eager to prove how much he had to offer.

It was that exact mindset that found her up on the second floor overlooking the rest of the club, nestled halfway into some random man's lap. His hand was halfway down the back of her dress with hers toying at the buttons around the top of his shirt; she had one goal -- to feed.

Well, she did, until there was suddenly a shadow looming far too close as her lips pressed into the stranger's throat in a warning kiss. Slowly, she shifted her eyes as her future meal looked up.

"Can I help you, man?" He'd said just as Gemina recognized Will.

Oh, wonderful.

#c; Gemina #v; main #worldofsenelfy

[wiedzmacienia]

@honorhearted | continued from x

the morning, having come off a long evening during which she herself had a meeting with washing.ton followed by alden, had caused frustration to lace most of her existence the last few hours prior to her decision to seek the major out. another meeting of her own had been conducted this morning with alden providing fresh word from mrs. morgan which had been less than ideal. an acceleration of a plan had now been required and she had saw to it that molnar had left camp with a company not an hour before to see it done. the following hour, however, had been less tense, at least within the grand scheme of things. she'd entered back into her space with her light hues washing over a chest and come to some sort of decision. an item about the size of a larger book is wrapped in a cloth in her arms when she meets him outside his tent, worry creasing her features for a moment before he begins to respond. that is when katarzyna's features begin to cool in response, hold tightening on the item in her hold as if a means to keep her own emotions in check.

'don't you already know?'

know what?

there is a multitude of meanings the major could be referring to though she believes she's aware of which once once she allows the shock of his coolness to wear off. this must have to do with the conversation she'd held with the general the day before though the timetable presented for such a mission as he presented her with had been unclear the day before (clearly it was no longer unclear). yet she fails to see what reason tallmadge could have to be so angered by such for if they were truly to work together what reason should he have not to allow her to meet with one of those spying for him. especially if she was expected to share her own information with him from her own?

'seeing how his excellency has been cluing you in to our tactical plans before myself as of late, i would've thought this would be why you're here.'

until his following comment washes over her. that was it, wasn't it? she knew things he did not and it angered him. it angers her too, or rather his tone does as she follows him into the tent, thankful that the child is not there presently. idly she wonders if it angered him more that he wasn't being informed of certain things when others were or if it was because his excellency was speaking about it with a woman? somewhere in the back of her mind the witch knows she can not entirely fault tallmadge for something he is unaware of. that her actual position within her forces is still unclear to him even if washing.ton is well aware (and if washington approves of such or not, he has accepted it as what such is to provide him his alliance). that does not halt the ice-filled and tone which leaves her lips in response though.

"i actually came here to bring you this--"

the item in her arms is dropped, not roughly but not entirely gently either, onto his cleared desk still wrapped in cloth. she'd mentioned before that she held a copy of sun tz.u's art of war in it's original dialect and while she knows he could not read it she had intended to offer him the chance to look at it and perhaps read some of it to him with his own copy as reference. after all, he had offered to teach her of a language she did not know, even if such would have been done with auggie present. this was how she saw fit to return the favor. now however, she's beginning to regret such a notion.

"--because i thought you might like to see it."

there is a harshness to her, a glare given to the wrapped book itself as if it burned her before falling up toward the major who she's now standing next to by the desk. she holds her ground, stance firmly in place, confident and perhaps defiant. men and woman had been punished for less of a tone with her. but he was not one of those under her command and she knows, even if she must keep reminding herself, that he can not be faulted for his lack of understanding. it's entirely infuriating and yet perhaps more of an indication of why he should not be informed of such, at least until he presents himself ready to accept it.

'i'm supposed to go check on abe -- by myself, might i add -- but w.ashington has suddenly decided that you need to come along.'

this is new information. katarzyna knew the town the general wished for her to go to with the major from their conversation of which also spoke of her own presence there prior, her own spies of which could help the cause though names had not been discussed. she imagined that would be worked out between her and the major or when they arrived and would meet with those allies they had. it seemed a benefit to have her join the major. no matter how one looked upon it, a crossover of their allies would have to transpire and it would only aid the cause if she could see where his lived and such be able to send a critical message quickly if needed. the new information in question however is the name. abe. it makes her eyes widen briefly before she lets out a calming breath. surely there was more than one abe in the town. he could not be referring to cabbage man.

'it's too dangerous. you're not a spy, zyna -- you're not even one of my men, so this is a fool's errand. please…'

anger rises back within her before his use of a nickname seems to cause her pause enough to actually listen to his words. has he ever referred to her such before? now she finds a strange mix of emotions playing at her. he has managed to insult her and express worry for her in the same breath. had he not seen what she had been capable of before that first night they met or even when they fought that horrid creature of a witch in the woods? surly if it was dangerous for anyone, it was more dangerous for him who held no powers to get him out of such a situation if he was caught. knowledge of her rank or not, would he ever see her for what she was truly capable or would they continue this dance for the entirety of the war? still, it is difficult to remain completely cross with him when there is a genuineness to the fact he is misguidedly attempting to keep her safe when he turns softer and looks upon her and asks her to reason with his commander.

god, why was benjamin tall.madge such an infuriating man? why could she simply not be cross with him and that be that?

"i'll put aside that you still seem to think i am unable to protect myself from danger." her tone is somewhat softer but still offended in a way she can not hide, turning matter-of-fact as she speaks again. "you're wrong though. it's not a fool's errand. i have my own spies in set.auket whom i imagine the general wishes you to meet and i have an alias there as well. if someone sees me, though i would rather them not at this time, a reason can be made for such unlike you. i'm afraid i can not reason with him when his logic for us to go together is sound. and-- "

this next piece of information would either serve to make him more angered or he would see the benefit of such.

"i know you do not seem to like seeing magic--"

she knows he understands that magic is not the same across the board at least in some sense as they have not actually bridged the gap in speaking topic, his own way of treating her especially after dealing with the incident in the woods and his willingness to let auggie play with cora and furgus said as much but she also knows he is still getting used to the idea of magic in a positive context and that would take time. she just wished, well, she's not entirely sure what she wished or why it mattered to her what he thought.

"--but if i see where this abe lives and he can be convinced that such is not evil i have means to pass communications to him quickly and directly but i must be able to see the place for such to work."

#honorhearted #honorhearted thread; 003 #v; main #time period; raise a glass to the revolution #i swear i tried to write something short but this happened

[geniusdonkey]

@citizensofeggton | x

"Oh, I was working but I do take times to go for a walk to get fresh air and get something to eat too..." Tadano said with a nervous smile. "I admit sometimes I let myself go with coding the whole day, but I try hard to not forget to eat at my hours and to do what I must with a schedule..." he said. "Oh, I've been working lately in Petunia's system and app that was asked for me to develop. I'm almost half way of it done! I'm glad that it's slowly taking shape!" the donkey said happily.

"Oh? So you're having troubles with the bills?" he asked with concern. "Do you have enough money for you and Lily? How much are you owing?" the donkey asked, wanting to help them.

#citizensofeggton #v; main #rp #// It's okay don't worry about it ^^

[mute-call]

@laidtowaste // permanent starter call.

"Mike Schmidt," Steve repeats, scribbling something down to pretend he's taking careful note of the young man's name and qualifications. Mike seems like a good kid--too good for a job like this--but Bell isn't exactly in a position to start turning away candidates. Between the pay and the hours, there haven't been too many people walking through those doors looking to join the Fazbear family.

"Great to meet you, Mike! Everything seems to be, uh... in order, so." Would it be suspicious to tell Schmidt he's hired so soon?

"What do you say we take a tour of the place? It'll be a lot quieter after hours, but it'd be good to get you familiarized with the layout, maybe meet the band for--for if we end up going ahead with the hiring process."

He drums his fingers against the desk, not making eye contact with the man in front of him.

"I gotta ask, Mr. Schmidt... what drew you to this position in the first place? Not that I'm not happy you applied! It's just-- well, this kind of work isn't for everyone. I just want to make sure it's going to be a good fit."

#p.hone guy voice: finally i get my role in the movie /j #laidtowaste #laidtowaste 1 #v; main #rp #mutecall

[anthologyoflucas]

Talia is walking through the woods in the middle of the night with just a flashlight to guide her. "Don't know what I'm doing.. this is not my job.. I should be at home watching anime." She's singing a little ditty to herself as she keeps walking the woods following scratches on the trees and the faint sound of rustling and movement.

Something has been mutilating people just outside her town and she was probably the best bet at finding and eliminating it. How? She has no clue. She was just gonna go glowy-eyed and hope she could pull off this hunting thing.

#we're the authors of our lives. (open rp) #the nephilim. (talia) #v; main

[woodblxssomcrowned]

@lordsecondsenju

"Hello? Ojisan? Are you home?" No answer. She stood idle in the entryway for a bit, waiting, before finally shifting her feet out of her sandals, and stepping into the house. Her uncle's home wasn't more than a stone's throw from the one that the hokage and his family lived in at the heart of the Senju compound. It was smaller, though. Hardly built to accommodate a family. Instead it housed only Tobirama, and a wast and every growing collection of knowledge that must have been organized somehow, surely. But as Kaname walked carefully through it, whatever system he had in place was beyond her understanding. She nonetheless curiously eyed scrolls and books as she passed them on her way deeper into the house, temptation to study them further making the young woman's fingers itch, listening for any response.

"Ojisan? It's Kaname!" She called again, fingers playing with the braided cord around the two scrolls in her hand; the reason she was there. Disappointments and ever so slight annoyance furrowed her brow. Maybe he really wasn't home after all?

#hi hello have a random starter but feel no pressure to respond to it if it doesn't vibe! #I just wanted to throw something at you :'D #v; main #lordsecondsenju #;;starter #;;kaname

[cornelianlute]

@fabullisnova || eiko liked for a starter.

"ah, eiko! it is good to see you again!" the princess of cornelia was about to retire to her garden. there was a significant lack of care lately that she hated to admit, but she had found herself quite busy with her royal duties. "i would ask what brings you here today, but i was hoping you would oblige me with something? i do so need a break from helping my father and mother and i was wondering if you would like to come visit my garden? perhaps there is something you can take home to your moogle friends, too."

#closed thread #v; main #fabullisnova

[ancicntforged]

@exaltatuss

In the dimly lit quarters of the Astral Express, Black Swan stood near a large window, having sat on one of the many chairs. Her gaze was fixated on the stars that darted past. The soft hum of the Astral Express' engine was the only sound, creating an atmosphere of tranquil solitude. Of course she turned when Osiria entered the corridor, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Osiria." The Memokeeper greeted. "Your presence brings an unique harmony to this journey among the stars. I've been pondering the enigmas of the cosmos." A silent motion for Osiria to take the chair on the other end of the table. "I find your perspective intriguing, so tell me, what secrets have you unraveled in the silent epths of space? I sense that your path is intertwined with several members of the Astral Express."

For now she awaited Osiria's response, Black Swan's expression a blend of anticipation and serenity, as if she already knew the answer, yet still valued the journey of discovery.

#v; Main #;Black Swan #exaltatussy

[hatchetmen]

@w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l

It'd been a gift, her own Bastard's Box to keep a soul in, at her leisure–– practice, her father had said, for bigger things. She could only contain one, though she could trade them in and out if that was her wish. She could even take a soul from the Black. Briefly, of course, as not to anger her uncles by getting ahold of one of their toys for too long. ...and for now, no Spankoffskis. Peter was still unripened, needed time to mature, and Ted was only for T'noy Karaxis. So, Fawn set sights on a target big enough to show her prowess, but not one large enough to disturb her eldritch family.

They imagined a torn letterman jacket in their mind, the face of a budding young football star when they were in high school, the one who'd become a literal monster in more ways than one. Claw-like fingernails plucked at the air, grabbing seemingly nothing, yet they released over the box. In the hush of their room above the bookshop, Fawn whispered: "Max Jägerman."

#w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l #v; main #muse: fawn #((Fawn: dad said it's my turn to summon the dead))

[any4s]

@vitalphenomena

"Has Yvonne given you the Roy treatment yet, Gabi?" Any asked her friend as she stirred her tea.

#vitalphenomena #v; main #oh lord #here we go

[nessunihility]

@dupliciti from X

"What I know of terror?" Of course the former Devil Hunter, now Stellaron Hunter, can only give one answer to that. "Less than I should, sir Sampo. I'm one of those incapable of feeling fear, but you seem experienced with it. Far more so than I am."

A loaded question. "Describe it to me. What terrifies you?"

#dupliciti #v; Main #;Kafka

[merchantofwhispers]

“Shhhh. You don’t want us to get caught, do you?” ~William 

"And what if they do?"

She grabbed him by the collar and tugged his face closer, continuing to blur the boundaries outlined in their original agreement. Gemina looked up at him, her red lips pursed together in a confident smile as she listened to the sound of the party outside. Bringing Will had been a last minute decision; she needed a date and a venue filled with high-class criminals and other "monsters" wasn't a bad place to take your-.. Whatever she could consider him.

Her plaything.

Her obsession.

"They weren't exactly out mingling, however, as Gemina had dragged him into one of the private rooms to "help her with her dress". That help meant it was now hiked up to her hips while she explored beneath the hems of his clothes. "-But if you're not the type of man to put on a show.." She hummed, dragging one of her hands up to his throat where she tapped. "Let me taste you in other ways. Please? I'm starving.."

@worldofsenelfy

#worldofsenelfy #c; Gemina #v; main

[battle-scars]

@fervidusoculi

"It's been a while, hasn't it Scott?" The blonde wolf said as he sauntered in after years of being in France with Chris. "Chris told me what happened. Is it really true?"

#v; main

[geniusdonkey]

@sunsetrcse | x

"Huh?" Rose was pulled out of her thoughts at this, having been staring into the window of a shop. Perhaps she was had a wistful look on her face or something, causing the other's statement. But regardless, she smiles warmly and shrugs. "Oh, heheh. It's okay, I'm used to it. Besides, I'm not now with you here, right?" She puts her hands in her jacket pockets. "What are you eating? It looks good!"

"Ah, haha sorry! Did I scare you? It wasn't my intention!" Tadano replied, rubbing the back of his head with the hand he had previously in his pockets.

"Oh, this? It's a crepe with ice cream and fruits. Would you like one? They are typical sold here. There is a shop that sells them not so far from here. They can add different fruits in it and your favorite ice cream flavor on top of it." the programmer explained. "It's on me, if you'd like. I don't recall seeing you around before..." he added.

#// haha so do I!! <3 #// hello! :D thanks for the follow! ^^ #sunsetrcse #v; main #rp

[mute-call]

"Andren?" Steven sounds almost giddy as he pushes open the door to their little apartment with his shoulder, his arms full of red and pink boxes.

Freddy's had tried a holiday promotion that had mostly consisted of up-selling cheap candy and putting out new limited-edition toys for twice the price of the regular ones. Steven's days of skimming stock are mostly behind him, which is why he waited a full two weeks after Valentine's Day to bring home the extra goodies, but he did stash a few of the nicer plushies in the security office to make sure they wouldn't sell out before he managed to grab a few for himself and his partner. He can't wait to show them off!

He dumps his loot all over the dining room table, starting to sort it by character, when he hears something rather odd coming from the other room.

"Uh-- Andren?" he tries again, poking his head around the corner to see--

A bird. And an entire bird habitat, from the looks of things, including a cage too large for their small living space and an assortment of what he can only assume are pet toys.

Is he in the right apartment?

"Uh... honey?" Bell calls, knowing Andren will probably emerge from the bedroom or bathroom soon. "Did I-- forget we were planning to get a pet...?"

@happylabs !

#WHATEVER. VALENTINES DAY THREAD IN JANUARY. WHO GIVE A SHIT /LH LH LH #surprise boid :3 <3 #happylabs #happylabs 4 #v; main #rp #mutecall

[anthologyoflucas]

Patrol has been quiet so they're gonna work on their physics homework while they eat. They are perched on a skyscraper rooftop, a sandwich in their hand, looking over projected screen from their phone.

They type between bites until a sound draws their attention. They pocket their phone and pull their mask down again as they stand to see what was happening.

#the spider. (skyler) #v; main #we're the authors of our lives. (open rp)