#dyn: mila

[flashfanged]

@nivokova - gets a starter when - moments after the masquerade where - madison's apartment

The masquerade had quickly devolved into chaos, they had barely made it out and in their mind, the apartment they’ve been avoiding for the past month was the best place to hide out until hopefully all of this passed. Even if they aren’t sure if it will. Once the door is open they flick on the lights and motion for Mila to enter before doing the same, door closing and locking behind them. “Let me just…” they breathed out, discarding their blood-stained suit jacket though the silken shirt beneath it didn’t fair any better. They roll up their sleeves and go about collecting the large couch throw to pin over the large bay window that had drawn them to the apartment in the first place, though they close the curtains too just in case.

“I haven’t been here since, doesn’t matter, this should keep the light out. I’ll put something over the balcony window in the room too, clean up, and then the bed is all yours,” they tell her, not even questioning if the blonde will be staying the night, well day, a sense of protectiveness settled in their chest. They can still taste the carnage in their mouth, feel it beneath their nails. How had taking a life become so easy, so forgettable?

“I’m sorry things are a little messy, but, you’re okay right?” it feels silly asking and they let out an unnecessary breath, something so human in the action. They move into the wide-open bedroom as they speak, covering the window, still moving as if they can’t do the action in seconds. Maybe it was foolish, to hold onto the things that seemed so mundanely human. Blanket is affixed over the sliding door and they cross back into the living room. “You can borrow some of my things too, so you can be comfortable.” a beat of silence, “it isn’t going to be safe out there.”

[epyros-sacel-vanid]

Storytime 2/2

Pues continuando con el post anterior, ahora contaré la historia que se me ocurrió.

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Pijamada

El 17 de Abril es un día muy especial en la Mansión del Dragón-León, es el aniversario de Maddy y además de montar una fiesta con quien quiera, siempre se le permite hacer una pijamada con cualquiera de sus amigas.

Cuando cumplió los 16, como pasa con los demás caóticos, su cuerpo atravesó una etapa de cambio radical, se volvió un adulta en pleno derecho, aunque seguía siendo relativamente bajita para ser hija de un Epyros y una Rímel. Aunque definitivamente su cuerpo era el de una adulta, especialmente si uno se fijaba en la manera que la miraban su novio Galo y su novia Atsage, ambos resiguiendo las nuevas curvas de su pequeñita novia.

Atsage tenía envidia porque aún le faltaban dos meses para tener los 16, pero definitivamente adoraba que tanto Galo como Maddy tuviesen su cuerpo de adultos. Aún mejor para ella era que esa misma noche estaría a solas con Maddy haciendo las dos una pijamada en la habitación del simulador virtual, por lo que podría disfrutar toda la noche de la compañía de una Maddy de cuerpo adulta que tenía solamente unos centímetros menos de altura.

Durante la fiesta, todos los compañeros de artes escritas de Maddy le dieron una sorpresa junto a los varios amigos de las otras clases que tenía y le hicieron una enorme estatua de ella hecha de varias cosas que a ella le gustan. Su profesor/androide Mald le regaló una pluma estilográfica que cambia de forma a un clip y un bloc de notas interminable para poder escribir todas las histórias que quisiese. Por su parte, Mila, Erdibna y BT le regalaron un ordenador capaz de conectarse a la red del Unterwelt y poder hacer amigos en la sociedad de los muertos y demonios. Y Mahlah le regaló una colección completa de las cartas con las que  Epyros jugaba cuando aún era humano.

Su hermano Ananta y el novio de Ananta, Abílio, le dieron un bonito y alocado conjunto de leñador, justo como Maddy adora llevar. Su hermano Reborn, la novia de Reborn (Nistya), su hermana Lary y el novio de Lary/mejor amigo de Rímel (Frank) le dieron a Maddy entradas para el mejor parque acuático del Chaos, con dos entradas adicionales por si quería tener una cita en el parque. Su hermana Mat, Zandra y el novio de Zandra (Trian) le regalaron un set de pesas para mantenerse en forma. Sus hermanos Dyn y Veron y la novia de Veron (Sirea) le regalaron un coche y una moto, mientras que  su hermano Tumir le regaló la inscripción a los exámenes de conducir.

Por otra parte, sus padres vinieron a verla y le regalaron un set de iniciación a la vida adulta del caótico, lleno de las cosas útiles que necessitaria. Sin embargo, Epyros y Rímel fueron los ganadores con su estupendo regalo, unas botas voladoras que brillaban y cambiaban de color a voluntad, acompañada por una nueva espada que se transformaba en una gorra de leñador. También le gustó el vale por una comilona en el restaurante Shelltered Wolf que le dieron Deraulan, Hydrobe y Shaila.

Por último, antes de que todos regresasen a sus casas, Galo y Atsage apartaron a Maddy un momentito y le dieron su regalo, lo que hizo que tres segundos más tarde se les abalanzase y abrazase Maddy mientras soltaba uno de esos chillidos ultrasónicos de felicidad que a veces hacen en los dibujos animados.

Cuando todos los compañeros de clase de y amigos de Maddy se fueron, Nieto (el Epyros padre de Maddy) y Epyros hicieron una parrilla en el jardín y empezaron a cocinar un montón de carnes y vegetales, preparando un buffet para los residentes de la mansión del Dragón-León. Mientras tanto, Shaila y Rímel fueron sacando varias botellas distintas para que los niños pudiesen beber mientras que se hacía la comida y que los adultos tuvieran algo para dar un trago. Reina (la Rímel madre de Maddy) estaba manteniendo una acalorada discusión sobre temas no muy aptos para menores con Sirea mientras que Frank y Abílio traían la tarta de cumpleaños que Epyros había preparado con antelación junto a Lary y Reborn.

La cena fue un éxito para todos igual que la ronda de bebidas lo fue para los adultos, pero la tarta arrasó con todos los hijos de Epyros y sus respectivas parejas. Después del café, Nieto y Reina se fueron de nuevo a su pequeño universo para dejar a su niña disfrutar de su pijamada tranquilamente. Los hermanos y hermanas se retiraron a sus respectivas habitaciones para hacer lo mismo y los demás adultos subieron al terrado de la mansión para contemplar las estrellas y darles un espacio a Maddy y Atsage, porque la habitación del simulador estaba conectada a un par de habitaciones, incluida la de Epyros. Menos mal que hizo las paredes insonorizadas en caso de que hubiese alguien haciendo mucho ruido.

Antes de empezar la pijamada, Maddy le pidió ayuda a Widow para que le cosiera un pijama nuevo a medida y pusó un par de muebles en la habitación para no sobrecargar la CPU del simulador. Maddy se sentó en el sillón colgante que se trajo, junto con su almohada y uno de sus enormes peluches, aunque este peluche era especial para ella y Atsage, porque era el oso morado que Atsage le había conseguido en su primera cita. Atsage se sonrojó ligeramente al ver el oso, pero rápidamente cambio su sonrojo por una burleta sonrisa mientras que apagaba la luz y encendía el simulador. Se acerca a Maddy lentamente con las manos listas para saltar a por su novia, dispuesta a hacerle pedorretas y cosquillas.

Cuando Atsage salta a hacerle pedorretas a Maddy, esta se protege con el oso, pero Atsage al menos consigue hacerle cosquillas hasta que Maddy suelta el oso y Atsage le logra hacer la pedorreta. Cuando se levanta con una sonrisa satisfecha, Maddy atrapa a Atsage con sus piernas y hace que se caiga contra ella, balanceando el sillón colgante.

“Dos pueden jugar a esto” dice Maddy mientras que le quita a Atsage la chaqueta deportiva.

“Lastima que no tenga cosquillas” dice Atsage desafiante con una sonrisa triunfante y sus brazos apoyados a los lados de la cabeza de Maddy, acorralandola.

“No, pero yo puedo hacer esto~” dice Maddy antes de besar a Atsage, sorprendiendola durante unos segundos antes de empujarla y tirarla al suelo.

“Hey! Eso fue jugar sucio!” se queja Atsage.

“También lo es empezar la pijamada sin ponerse el pijama” dice Maddy. “O acaso no quieres ver mi nuevo pijama?”

“Definitivamente quiero verlo. No, he de verlo” dice Atsage.

“Pues date la vuelta y no mires mientras me cambio, que aunque las dos seamos chicas, si miras te estropearas la sorpresa” dice Maddy con un guiño a Atsage.

“Iré a cambiarme al baño entonces” dice Atsage cogiendo su mochila. “Debería dejarme el pelo suelto?”

“Sipi, no queremos que se te quede mal el pelo por dormir con tu coleta” dice Maddy. 

“Pues ahora vuelvo” dice Atsage mientras sale a cambiarse.

“Has traído un pijama sexy? Una lencería especial para esta noche?” pregunta alguien en la mente de Atsage.

“Scorpio por dios!” responde Atsage ruborizándose. “Que es una pijamada, no una noche de... Ya sabes!”

“Los dos sabemos que tu quieres algo más que una simple pijamada, te he oido desear que pasase algo durante una semana y desde que viste esta mañana a Maddy ha sido peor” dice telepáticamente Scorpio.

“Porque tendría que tener mi alma unida a un escorpión cascarrabias y no a un adorable león como Leo?” se lamenta Atsage.

“Porque Leo fue el primero y por eso tiene un enlace con Epyros. De todas maneras yo molo mucho más. Puedo apagar el fuego de Leo y su electricidad no hace nada contra mi tierra” dice Scorpio orgullosamente.

“Sí, y también puedes molestarme infinitamente, yupiii” dice Atsage sarcásticamente.

“Podría ser peor, he oído que a Viper le gusta esconderse en los zapatos descuidados” dice Scorpio.

“Okey, si que podria ser peor. Pero hoy necesito que me dejes en paz, quiero tener una noche perfecta con Maddy” dice Atsage mientras que entra la baño y se cambia.

“Tu tranquila, ya me desconectaré cuando os pongáis con lo vuestro” dice Scorpio. “No tengo interés en escuchar tus pensamientos pervertidos”.

“Scorpio!” exclama Atsage sonrojándose.

“Deberías estar agradecida de que sea tan considerado” responde tranquilamente Scorpio. “De hecho, olvida eso, Widow me esta llamando y me encanta lo que veo, chaos!”

“Ugh, que asco me da de pensarlo” dice Atsage. “Al menos ha cortado la conexión para irse con Widow”.

“Atsa? Estas ya? Me estoy preocupando?” dice Maddy desde el otro lado de la puerta del baño.

“Si! Ya estoy! Scorpio me estaba molestando y me ha entretenido!” dice Atsage acabando de subir el pantalón antes de abrirle la puerta.

“Genial, ya he preparado una simulación simple de mientras” dice Maddy tomando a Atsage de la mano.

“Me muero de ganas por verlo” dice Atsage. “Aunque no creo que supere estas vistas~”

“Se mira pero no se toca” dice Maddy guiñando a Atsage y tocándole la punta de la nariz.

“Una lastima, yo que quería darte unos abrazos y unos besos” dice Atsage sonriendo.

Maddy abre la puerta y entran a la habitación. “Tendrás que ganarte esos. Puedes empezar intentando llenar este cielo vacío con tus estrellas~”

“Así que un lienzo en blanco para que demuestre mi talento” comenta Atsage mirando la simulación del cielo oscuro.

“Un lienzo en azul oscuro en este caso” dice Maddy con picardía.

Atsage se ríe un poco del chiste de Maddy, pero enseguida se pone a hacer estrellas de luz de varios colores y formas, optando por hacer estrellas de otros materiales como el azúcar, la clorofila o la citronella para darle colores y olores distintos a las estrellas. Maddy la observa atentamente abrazando su peluche en su sillón colgante, contemplando como su novia se esfuerza por crear para ella un entorno, disfrutando del arte que esta haciendo con sus poderes.

“Sabes?” dice Atsage mientras se enfoca en hacer una nueva estrella.

“Que pasa?” pregunta Maddy con curiosidad y una pequeña sonrisa en su cara.

“Después de hacer tantas estrellas detrás mío me doy cuenta que ninguna es tan bonita como la de delante mío” dice Atsage abriendo las manos.

En las manos de Atsage, una estrella de bordes grises y color verde, con un punto azul y uno amarillo en medio.Justamente imitando los colores que Maddy tenia de piel, pelo y ojos. Inmediatamente, Maddy se ruboriza y se esconde tras su peluche, tratando de ocultar la gran sonrisa que le ha causado el piropo. Tímidamente, asoma una parte de su cara y se encuentra con la cara de Atsage a pocos centímetros de la suya con una triunfante sonrisa de satisfacción.

“Me he ganado ya esos besos y abrazos?” pregunta con picardía Atsage.

“Sí” responde Maddy justo antes de abalanzarse sobre Atsage y tumbarla en el suelo.

maddy se baja del sillón y se pone por encima de Atsage, con los cuerpos de ambas separadas por la distancia de un brazo.Con una sonrisa, Atsage empuja a Maddy al suelo y se pone ella por encima, mirándola con una burlesca expresión para retarla a hacer algo. Y Maddy hace algo. Le agarra por la nuca y empuja a Atsage hacia ella lentamente,subiendo un poco su cabeza para encontrarse a medio camino donde le da un beso a Atsage.

“Eso es injusto,pero no tan injusto como lo linda que eres” dice Atsage con una sonrisa antes de bajar de nuevo y tomar la iniciativa.

“Ya sabes que me gusta jugar sucio amor” dice Mady jadeando.

Maddy usa sus piernas para agarran la espalda de Atsage y se engancha a su novia como si fuese un koala, lo que hace reir a Atsage. Entonces, Atsage la abraza con su mano izquierda y se tumba boca arriba, girándose para contemplar a Maddy mientras se abrazan.

A la mañana siguiente, cuando Epyros y Rímel van a despertarlas, las encuentran acurrucadas en un rincón con una estúpida sonrisa de felicidad en sus caras y la simulación aún en marcha. Con una sonrisa tierna, Rímel apagala simulación y las luces para dejarlas dormir, pero Epyros es más rápido y aprovecha para echar fotos de las bellas durmientes.

[wildgrave]

what do u love about ur friends

idk which one of ya sneaky bastards sent this but i’m not gonna complain b/c i will take any possible opportunity to gush about my friends.

update: this got entirely out of hand and i just wrote about like... everyone i talk to. if u talk just ctrl + f ur name (but don’t feel bad if you’re not in here b/c i’m doing this off the top of my head and can’t remember everyone!! also a lot of these are hs friends who don’t have tumblrs but u asked anon so)

i honestly love them all for different reasons tho!! i’m not going to tag everyone but: thanh is great for a straightforward answer & we have the same awful sense of humor which is basically 8 years of memes to reference (also she says no romo a lot which i find rly funny for some reason??). hannah is super loving and supportive and always looking out for me. jessie is wry and clever and honestly has every reason to get annoyed at me 24/7 but somehow doesn’t. whitten i talk to every day and is super rational about my problems which is helpful when i need solutions (also dank memes). gaby is great b/c we both have a lot of the same interests (feminism, art, fashion, shit-talking ppl, etc) and gets riled up about my problems which is great when i need someone to get angry with. colette also gets angry, usually angrier than me, about my problems and is the best person to offer to beat boys up (b/c i know if she gets drunk enough she will fight anyone). kathleen is great b/c we always end up doing something ridiculous and it’s fun and makes a good story. brooke is the fucking funniest person i have ever met and thinks she’s punk rock but is secretly boujee as fuck. amber also thinks she’s punk rock, but has the softest, purest heart of gold of anyone i’ve ever met (also she comes up with the most ridiculously hilarious ways to proposition me). claire and i can talk about absolutely anything and send each other close ups of pimples but also take nudes of eachother and honestly if thats not true friendship then what is?? sofie is honestly brilliant and always has clever comments to make and i’m lowkey in love with her to this day and i mean, if you’re not a little in love with your friends wyd?? mila is so sweet and i can have fun with her doing anything, like we don’t even need to go anywhere we can just have philosophical talks on my bed and it’s chill. sammy and i have only chilled irl once but she’s really quiet and nice but occasionally makes rly snarky comments about straight ppl which are hilarious. lucy is never on skype but when she is we have a fuckin field day and she’s so petty but like... in a funny way? i’ve only hung out with andie once (which i’m trying to change before she goes back to vegas) but she’s so into musical theatre and i love reading her tweets about it b/c i love how passionate she is! dylan makes awful decisions on the daily like... blowjob competition? rly dyn? and it’s so funny to hear about and he gives ridiculous but funny advice and is super australian and always says “bruv” which is super funny to me. jenna i’m p sure is going to be running the world in two years (also holy shit she’s graduating college?? my bb girl is growing up :’)). adja is so funny b/c i thought she was super by the rules in hs but now she’s a wild child. aidan (as in the senior in hs, not the one my age) sends me #relatable memes and even tho we don’t talk often it gets deep as shit when we do (but i lowkey don’t trust him b/c of his opinions of iron fist smh). allie is in my race & ethnicity class and is just nice all around and we DM eachother on twitter sometimes like ‘what was that awful presentation in class’). nick from polisci is so knowledgeable about politics but makes the issues funny w/o being offensive and shannon (also from polisci) dresses rly cute and we have fun conversations & the three of us have a funny group chat for our presentation. quinn is such a wannabe edgelord but is honestly so pure and a good friend. asmaa is the sweetest possible person and we always tease quinn together. ricky continously gives me a hard time about everything but in a funny way and patiently explains WoW lore to me. JT is also fun to play WoW with and makes me feel like a baby b/c he’s and old man. rebecca’s steadfast belief in drarry makes me smile and i love her writing. harri is one of my many wives and her snapchats are amazing (as are her boobs). kinzie i rarely talk to but i can still hit up sometimes like whats up bitch today i had sex while listening to wtnv. cassie, becca, and eleanor are all rly cool and super pretty and nice to chill with and i love their art and photography and general personalities. georgie gave me the sweetest poem and letter last summer when i was feeling down and we have similar aspirations and i’d love to work with her in my career sometime! marko and henry are married istg but anyway marko is such a genuine, honest person and henry is an amazing writer and i loved english with him and it’d make me happy if we were closer. lena is my protege and i am an awful mentor b/c i never see her since i graduated but she is my child. layla is the baddest bitch i have ever met, her nails are always amazing and we can be catty together and blast nicki minaj. sarah is so funny b/c everyone thinks she’s reserved and studious and stuff (and she kinda is) but once you get to know her she is the sassiest person you will ever meet. my sister and i fight sometimes over me stealing her clothes constantly but we bond over how our parents drive us up the wall and also she cooks a lot which means i can steal food. the entire volstovic cycle fandom (dani, scarlett, anna, crystal, etc) are all amazing creators of things and honestly an inspiration. rimsha is the hardest working person i have ever met and i love hearing about her succeed. brady is my fellow gay (tho tbh 90% of the ppl on this list are gay b/c we flock together) and i love him for his snarkiness. all the boys i sat at lunch with in high school (garrison, rex, arun, etc) are such memes but i didn’t realize how cool they were until we graduated and now i’m like, damn i should’ve paid them more attention even tho i saw them every day. my boyfriend is my friend and he’s the most politically active person i have ever met, and he’s such a dweeb, and he makes me smile whenever we’re together (even when i’m trying to be angry at him). feihong acts like a fuckboy but is pretty dang cool if i’m being honest; he’s rly dedicated to what he does. carly and i don’t talk but i appreciate her paintings and selfies and funny tweets from afar. morgan and i were at a fidlar concert once together and we both couldn’t survive the mosh pit (also her instagram captions are fuckin hilarious am i right or am i right?). kelly is a goddamn klepto but we always have fun together drinking coffee and talking about pens and i love and support her art and she does the same for mine. charlotte is chill and i miss just hanging out in her basement b/c she’s such a gemini but in a good way. the ppl i sit with on campus (sumaiya, alex, zuri, etc) are always having interesting convos and share food and it’s a good time. my cousin and her husband (nat and ron) are the most punk ppl in their 30s and they introduced me to the punk scene and i miss them b/c they moved back to kansas. shakey’s photography on insta makes me feel pensive and i want to go to philly just to meet her. miki i’m not super tight with but her writing is a+ and makes me cry and i love rping with her. rina is such a cool mutual and her art is dope. lea is also a cool chic and i love her hair and want her to bake my wedding cake. mousse is so nice to everyone. ellie and i only talk like twice a year at family parties but we can always dive back in and pick up where we left off. the ppl i party w (other aidan, jakob, justin, etc) are dumbasses (i use that term endearingly) but i’m 98% sure they’ve all carried me to the toilet when i’ve been puking my guts out at a party. marley was that friend that ended up going to yale and no one was surprised so i admire her success but also she was always kind to me and always asked how i was doing with my mental illnesses. renee and maria and i bonded over ib art and sga and generally being over-worked by our sponsor. alanna was another one of my proteges who i need to keep up with better b/c she’s badass and funny and has the best eyebrows ever. i don’t talk to sidney anymore but we went thru so much together and supported eachother a lot a few years ago and i still love em for that. eddie is such a dweeb, everytime i see him (which is a surprising amount considering he lives in miami) we act like nothing has changed and go at eachothers throats. rachel m & galen have both grown so so much since i met them and i’m proud of them. rachel s is so fun to talk about hoe things with and laugh at eachother. marco has the best finsta of anyone ever. danny and i talk over snapchat every so often (like every month or so) and we have the weirdest convos like?? let’s name your imaginary lizard. zamzam (from my creative writing class last semester) was super fun to hang out with when she came over and actually everyone in that class (xander, leah, olivia, will, etc) were excellent writers and hilarious and we all bonded. victor is such a bro honestly he’s funny and is very attentive (actually listens) and is fun sober or not. sandra i’ve known since i was a baby and never really talked to until recently but she’s so nice to talk to about small things. alyssa i stalk obsessively on goodreads b/c who else can read that much, istg girl you’re a cyborg (but like a pretty one). rp buds that i haven’t mentioned so far (mario, mackenzie, etc) i value a lot for their companionship and writing. there are tons of ppl from hs that i wish i had gotten to know better when i was there (julia, drea, tina, both erins, bridget, etc). 

and yeah there are more ppl but those are mostly ppl i talk to at parties or dm occasionally or wish i was friends with but admire from afar. anyway. this got long. I JUST LOVE PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!

[edenbledmoved-blog]

tags  :     sara  crispino

[flashfanged]

She’s breathtaking and they feel a thirst in a whole new way, something that has seemed to be surprisingly dormant since their turning. Straightening a bit more, they question about taking off their own mask. No, better to not. Better to keep people guessing until they are ready to debut completely. “No, it truly doesn’t. No more upsetting talk. Might I be as forward to compliment your beauty.” she offers. “Might sound shallow, but you really are gorgeous.” there is a charming smile on their lips and nothing but honesty in blue eyes. “And no, that isn’t something I say to all the girls. Though I do find most everyone beautiful in their own way.” she chuckles and ducks her head a moment. “Sorry, my mouth is always getting me into some kind of trouble. Too honest for the world.”

The conversation is pleasant and she finds herself sad when they are separated for a time, and when they find the blonde again all chaos has broken out. Mask has gone missing as they try to cross the floor in her direction, not able to find Hester. They spot a hunter headed for the blonde and without hesitation launch themself in his direction, rolling in a crumple of limbs and struggling as he gets her in the shoulder, grunting when the redheaded vampire pulls back and rips into his throat with teeth, grip tightening on his suit lapels, drinking from the fatal wound. It takes everything in them to pull back, remembering why they’d tackled him in the first place. Pulling away from lifeless body, their face is a mess of smeared charcoal and blood, his head barely still attached at the ferocity of their hunger. “Are you okay?” they ask, coming over to Mila.

That's what acting is for. She guesses it should be somehow true, imagines it was a motto her mother used to live by. With all the fake smiles and empty compliments they used to throw at the parties they attended. She wonders how they played out her disappearance, has wondered that for a long time. Even if she never bothered look it up. She isn't going to now either. But she can imagine all the acting. "I... guess I should be thankful once I got away from them, I was never dragged to them again." Except now... even if this time it was willingly.

She smiles, charming and delighted for the first time in the night. "Oh wow, a girl after my own heart." She laughs, shaking her head as she takes another sip of her drink, humming. A hand reaching up to her own mask. Tracing the contours before taking it off to stare at it. "They do, don't they?... though I'm new here so no one really knows me anyway, still anonymity, right?." She looks at the other with a smile, and shrugs, putting the mask back on. "It does add a certain je ne sais quoi to the party, no?."

She shrugs once more, looking around. "They are... that doesn't excuse them though, not really." Turning back to the other, she smiles once more. "But tonight's not a night for sad, depressing talks."

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They watch as she studies them before going back to exploring the apartment. ’Look at me. Look at me.’  they yearn for those curious eyes to be back on them. To examine and devour. Their newborn status makes them hungrier than they’ve ever felt, in all things. And this picture of beautiful, soft grace makes them yearn. They stand still as they watch her glance around, smiling at her comment about their books.

They might have not had the best educational experience, delayed and hardly guided, but books? The moment they had finally been taught to read, their hunger had been veracious. Anything they could get their hands on, any means of escape from a hellish life. Books gave them freedom and clarity where everyone else had failed them.

They smile softly, less wolfish. “They’re some of my best friends,” they tell her with nothing but honesty. It took a lot to be let close, and even more to be let in. They surround themself with stories and tales. With games and shiny armor, sit in their silence and withdrawn tower. Their social graces a well-rehearsed act, something they had learned to survive. A mask in the grand play that was life.

At her words, they chuckle softly, a challenge? They will gladly rise to it, as she passes them they let their hand just ghost the dip of her back. They don’t touch, but know she can feel their hand’s presence. “Mmm…I do enjoy a good chase,” they murmur, dark eyes drinking her in as they open the door to the bathroom and grab a towel to set on the counter. “I’ll get you those clothes unless you were hoping to match.” they flirt

It's bold, the answer, the stand. Mila struggles not to turn back to them, to look and drink them in. They're gorgeous, and incredibly hot. What she had seen had been enough to be burned in her mind, engraved behind her eyes. Mila wasn't immune to beauty by any means, but still, she hadn't felt this attracted to anyone in a while, and she cleared her throat awkwardly before looking back at them.

"I ---No, I don't think there is." Her voice is soft as she answers, and for a minute too long, she lets her eyes wander across the expanse of skin that had been exposed before looking away once more. There's a smile stretching her lips at their words, like a challenge almost. And she hums amused as she moves around the apartment once more, her eyes searching instantly for more books and they have plenty. "You have quite the nice collection here."

She turns once more, her eyes landing on their face. They truly are handsome. A raised eyebrow, surprised by the suggestion and the way she doesn't feel that opposed to it. But she hums. "Maybe after I shower, I shall consider it..." She shrugs one shoulder nonchalantly, a small smile playing on her lips. "We'll see if you can be convincing."

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Drinking feels like it’s all for the show now, most things are but habits die hard. She misses the full-bodied taste that would envelop her tongue with a fine whiskey. She has to wonder what the blonde looks like behind the mask of anonymity. Either way there is no mistaking that she is more than likely gorgeous, her eyes tell enough for that. “Sometimes avoidance isn’t possible, but that’s what acting is for.” they tell her, taking an unneeded breath. They really are hungry, an annoying constant since the turn. “I hate large gatherings. I was dragged to them most of my life. At least I got a break for a bit before it started up again.” 

Down the rest of their glass they set it on the bar and make motion for another. “If I had my way? I’d be at home in bed with a good book and something playing off the record player, maybe sketching. I’d just rather be home. This kind of thing just brings back memories I don’t want. The mask kind of makes it easier. But as you said I’m tall, so I kind of made myself stand out.” she laughs at the realization. “I really put myself on display.”

With a sigh they nod. “I’m not upset, it makes sense even a vampire is still a man, they can’t be expected to have manners or care about anyone outside of themself. Men are greedy and needy. Like a parasite leeching off of the rest of us.” a grin and a shrug. “I’m sure he is…well people showed.”

She laughs softly a the words, a light chuckle leaving her lips as the drink reaches her hands and she thanks the man behind the bar. She turns to the other as she's taking a sip, humming over the flavor. Soft, and sweet... and burning her throat just right even if she's sure the taste should be stronger on her tongue. It makes her miss being a human, a witch, even more. "That's a way to do it... I usually just... avoid them." She laughs again, a short laugh as she stares at her glass.

She guesses, it's been quite a while since she was force to attend such large gatherings. One of the perks of leaving home, she imagines. Even if at times she catches herself missing her mother. "You don't like these things?." She asks, curiosity seeping into her at the mystery these masks add. Like reading a book you don't know the ending of. "What do you prefer to do?."

The words nearly make her spit her drink, and she chokes on the sip she was taking before gulping it down. Coughing softly. "The guy wh... oh, I mean... that sounds awful." And she doesn't know really, why she's so surprise the other is a vampire, as if the scent wasn't enough. This party was being thrown by one. "The guy who... well, he didn't kill me... he's dead."

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They roll their eyes, and then their shoulders as they shrug off the ruined material, dropping the soiled garment into the trash. Stubborn, of course, but they can be too. Turning back to her, all pale skin and toned, left only in a red laced bra they regard her, they aren’t shy, no. People looked at them in far less every day. Though her eyes on them feels the slightest bit better. They want her to look at them, and examine them the way she had the book in her hands.

“Is there a reason I should be?” they ask boldly, they know what they look like. Know the desire it sparks in others. Crave the attention of it all when they are like this when they want something. Seduction is a game they are good at, even when they aren’t meaning to play. “You’ll be lucky if it isn’t taken by the time you’re done. You can read books in bed. That’s just how it is going to be.” Madison says, words coated in a way that leaves no room for argument though something tells them she still will. The thought of it excites them. “There are more on the nightstand,” they add before motioning toward the room.

“I’ll show you to the bathroom.” walking towards the doorway, they glance back at her, watching for a moment. “You know…we could just share the bed. I’m not very tired if you don’t mind the company. I promise to behave. Unless you don’t want me to.” it’s flirty and just as bold as undressing in front of a woman you just met. It’s everything they are. Adrenaline and blood pumping through their veins, back in their own territory. They hope it doesn’t scare her away.

She wonders how deep this whole thing goes. She isn't as new to not know the vampires and hunters have been at each other's throats since the beginning of times, basically. But the events of that night felt more like a targeted, personal attack. Like someone had done the blonde dude some great offense. She shudders still, remembering the way the hunter had been shredded to pieces before it all began. Even when the faint memory of the irony-metallic scent still made her throat burn. She clears it softly, as she lets the book down, shaking her head.

"And I am grateful for your kindness, but the answer's still no." She says softly, missing the way her accent caresses the words gently, coming out lightly at her distress. "I can rest on your couch, if anything... I'd probably end up going through one of your many books, if that's not an issue with you, of course." Sleep is the farthest thing in her mind, as her eyes focus on their hands, the buttons on their sleeves coming undone, and follows them as they start to unbutton their shirt. She feels as if she were blushing, with blood being pumped up to her face by a heart that wasn't beating.

She looks away, and down to the book, clearing her throat away. "You're not... very shy, aren't you? ---." She can't help the way her mind fills with images of them, can't help it as she turns to steal another look before forcing herself to move, to turn, look at anything else. "Nor modest." She says softly, confident that they'll hear anyway before shaking her head. "Anything would be okay, thank you."

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They are as surprised as she is by the night's events. They hadn’t expected anything like this, Vanessa and her never talked about politics, or the world the vampire was from. Not in-depth. Sometimes they didn’t talk at all. They watch her as she goes to pick up one of the books from the pile near the couch, something they’d been buried in a month ago, before the attack, before the mercy of a man who wasn’t completely in his right mind. The gift bestowed by a family she had been taken in by.

“I wasn’t aware of it either,” she admits. Now that they are bare to one another, no masks, no glamour of the hall they are even more taken by her beauty. “And I happen to be a gentleman and terribly stubborn. I insist you sleep in the bed,” they say as if that is the final word. Starting to unbutton the sleeves of their once crisp and clean shirt that was now smeared with gore from their attack while protecting her. They want to brush their teeth and imagine they look even more a mess than they feel. At her request to shower they nod.

“Of course,” they answer without hesitation, their fingers still messing with the buttons of the shirt, feeling antsy and still full of adrenaline. Hating the way the shirt feels against their skin they don’t hesitate to start unbuttoning it completely, not at all shy as more skin is revealed. “I can show you where the bathroom is. What kind of things do you like to wear to bed? I’m sure I can find something suitable. I usually don’t really wear pajamas…but I have some stuff here that I wear to lounge in.”

She's still a little shaken from everything that happened. In her mind, she had been talking to the redhead one minute, and being yanked through a mass of bodies and blood the next. She couldn't really remember the speech the guy had given, the words slipping from her mind, she could only remember turning to him, as expectant as the rest even when half of her attention was still on her companion. The next thing she knew, blood was staining her clothes and the scent of it was too strong to ignore. It was only the strong hold of the other on her wrist, fingers pressing against her skin so tight, had she still been human, she imagines a bruise would had been left in their wake.

Mila had stopped breathing the moment they left the building, now... inside Madison's apartment, she takes a deep breath and is surprisingly relieved when all she can smell is Madison's perfume with the light touch of the blood staining their clothes. She stands shyly by a side, stepping around the apartment with curious eyes. And finds herself comforted by the mundane tasks carried by the other. Madison could do everything in seconds, she's familiar with the speed of their kind, the strength, but Mila enjoys the way they move, almost humanly if not for the grace that still hangs from their body. She looks up to their eyes, almost startled by their voice and clears her throat with a shake of her head. "None of that, this is your place and you've been kind enough taking me here. I shall take the couch."

She stars pacing once more, her eyes catching the books scattered around and she recalls the other mentioning how they too, enjoy reading. A small smile stretching her lips despite the events of the night. She shrugs, walking towards the books. "I'm okay... just surprised, I haven't been here long so I didn't know things were so... murky." She picks a book, scanning the title and author, recognizes it as one she's already read before. But then, Mila's spent most of her vampire life buried between books, she's read many things. "I would appreciate though... if it wouldn't be a bother... I would like to take a shower." And get rid of this dress. She needs to call Zane at some point.

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The reply isn’t something she was expecting, a laugh falling from her lips softly. Maybe the heels had been a bit much, but the thought of looking down on people tended to have a calming effect on them. “I am, yes.” they reply, almost sensing the nerves coming off of the blonde in waves. “I have a secret, trying to be the tallest in the room is how I manage to get through these kinds of things.” They ease, body shifting so they can face her more.

“I’m taking this kind of thing in as it comes.” She gives her a soft smile. “My…family came though so I was set to attend too. Not that I’m not enjoying myself, I’d just also rather be home and not showing off for people who don’t even know why I’m showing off.” she can tell she isn’t human, which is comforting considering how loose her tongue can be.

“I’m pretty sure the guy who killed me is hosting with whoever, but that’s neither here nor there.” they mumble like it’s the weather. “Sorry, I’m rambling, I’ll shut up now.” she chuckles a bit awkwardly.

It was overwhelming, never-mind what Zane thought of how good of an idea this was. She hasn't ever been the most social person, often preferring to keep her nose buried in a book absorbing words and knowledge. But being new to town and with only two familiar faces, meant she had to at least try. She arrived later than Zane, another mistake as she realized the glamour prevented anyone from recognizing each other. Not that she had people to recognize, but finding him seemed nearly impossible now.

She sighs as she reaches the bar, her hands gripping the edge almost tight enough to dent it. The scents, as masked as they were, still overwhelm her senses. But at the voice, she turns, almost with a jump as she stares at the other. "Wow you're tall." The words are out almost immediately and a soft, shy smile reaches her lips in embarrassment. "Sorry, that's just... I mean I'm tall but you're..." She pauses, shakes her head and turns to the bar to ask for a drink before looking back at the other. "I... yeah, I mean, it's a bit much but yeah." A bit familiar too, to parties she also didn't enjoy.