#bloodsaga

[nightmdic]

he certainly obtains quite the odd glance from her, dark brows furrowing as a retreating step back is taken from his idea. "Yea no, I rather not, actually."

@bloodsaga from here

[ruinreigns]

@bloodsaga continued from x

weeks ago she had believed in destiny , had chased after what she had been so sure was her fate . she'd been blinded by the need to have something worth holding onto , to have someone to be proud of her , to tell her that she'd done everything right . half her life spent living a lie she'd never questioned , a life that had pricked at corners of her mind to remind her that something was wrong and she'd never listened . just assumed that it was nothing but a test from her dark mistress . she was chosen ... she was meant to be the chosen . and all of that had fallen apart in an instant . in one decision the goddess' words in her head had silenced and she'd felt ... alone .

alone for the first time that she could remember because there had always been someone watching over her shoulder , guiding her hand , urging her towards a path that had been laid before she had ever been born . she'd had no choice in the matter and had she not found her traveling companions ... she never would have know a choice existed . at the thought , her attention turns to astarion , lips pulled to a soft smile , hand absentmindedly reaching to pull her braid of her shoulder so that she could toy at the fringe . " well , i'm certainly thrilled that you approve . i was rather worried you would think i was trying to outdo you . "

[murdershaped]

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A vampire ( spawn or not ) mingling with a gaggle of corpses which have yet to realize that their death had ALREADY BEEN SEALED. Even as decay began to eat at their doomed carcasses, Astarion was oblivious to it. He continued to press forward ; traveling as his newfound friends tried and tried to cure them of the tadpole which made new pathways in their cerebrums.

It amused Orin.

To see one who should UNDERSTAND matters of death and how hopeless it was to struggle against the spilling of one's own shed blood. YET HERE HE WAS ; spewing and choking on the spent crimson still caught in his throat. It was as pitiful as it was amusing. " Still poking and prodding at the roads and alleys which have not a trace of marrow left to try and FREE YOURSELF from your little friend, hm ??? " they asked in a sing song voice, pointing at its own temple in a mocking fashion.

" You won't find one, you know. You will be all tentacles soon enough. "

[illithidhost]

@bloodsaga ( cont. )

     Gullibly, the Tiefling leaned in to hear what she imagined to be juicy insight into the other, only to be teasingly mocked. A jagged and amused grin stretched across her face as she leaned back and scoffed. "Oh, do shut up." She said in a tone that could only be deciphered as entertained and mischievous. "I was trying to be serious for once."

[cardiomyapathy]

where is lane? video game hell go find me over at @citizencaged (johnny cage from mk) and @bloodsaga (astarion bg3)

[blacklodgemusictx]

Desperately Seeking Nathan. All we need is our Repo Man and we can get started with the shadowcast. If you are in the Abilene/Big Country area: WE NEED YOU for legal organ repossession. Like and share!!!! #abilene #abilenetx #repo #repothegeneticopera #repo10thanniversary #shadowcast #90daysdelinquent #nathanwallace #repoman #geneticrepoman #untamedthings #gothopera #bloodsaga #legalassassin #nightsurgeon #noanesthetic #yourpatientsneedyou (at Abilene, Texas)

[harlecryptid]

I got my Repo Army tank top yesterday, as well as three pairs of Repo! panties!!! All sorts of excited!! XD

[nightmdic]

She almost seems to pause in thought for a moment, upward twitch of her lips revealing a light smirk before she finally reaches out for him, clasping her hand lightly to his in a means of using healing. “There, should help.”

hesitation. then a dramatized eyeroll paired with a half-bow, his hand extended with flourish.

" --- PLEASE. "

[nightmdic]

"-If you say please, then I will." he approaches, and she doesn't make a move to retreat any further from him, emerald gaze flickering over him in curiosity.

" tempting though, isn't it? " he muses, eyeing her as she steps away from him. he senses that she's uncomfortably, possibly afraid. PERFECT. the rogue saunters over to the cleric with his wounds bared, tongue pressed against the inner wall of his cheek. " are you going to HEAL me or not? "