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[virgil-warren]

Miss you, sweetheart.

Virgil smiled at the text on his phone. It had been a while since they could talk, what with his dad and various members of the hospital’s staff hovering. But he had never stopped thinking about her, how much he wished he could be with her. 

[text]: I miss you too, love. But on that note, I’m getting released from the hospital soon!!! :D

[vincentvannelli]

You should come over some time soon Mr. Devil, I miss having you around.

             [text: Miss Gunn] Inviting the Devil into your home is quite dangerous, Miss Gunn…

[shieldmaiden-of-eden-blog]

lucy-gunn said: [[such fluffy hair in that gif, i love it!!]]

//ikr? XD is like majestic hair porn XD

[bloodiedbronx]

Fur & Fangs //Closed rp

Bars, bars were always a good place to wind down, even though that meant Bronx had to come into town, come into town and be in close proximity to humans.

It wasn't something he normally did. It was once in a blue moon he would go to the bar.Bronx sat away from most of the people, keeping clear of any trouble. He was a big dude, it wasn't like someone was going to pick a fight with him. Taking a sip from his beer he kept his dark brown eyes on various people, the people he though would cause him trouble or smelt suspicious to him

[damien-wolfe]

It's Hot Tonight [Closed Rp, Damien/Lucy]

Damien waited patiently outside the dressing room for Lucy to exit. It had taken quite a bit to convince Lucy to allow him to take her shopping, and after she saw the price tag of the dress he'd picked out for her, it had taken even more convincing for him to get her to try it on. Even his offer to buy it for her didn't seem to do much for her confidence, but Damien was nothing if not persistent. Eventually, Lucy took herself to the dressing room, and Damien entertained himself by reading the new on his phone. Not that he was particularly interested in current events, but it was better than staring anxiously at a wall.

As the door began to creak open, Damien tucked his phone away, moving to stand as Lucy began to carefully creep out.

[damien-wolfe]

The Mephistopheles of Los Angeles [Closed Thread, Lucy/Damien/Caine]

Damien had spent much of the day before they launched their plan with Griever. Griever, who had begun his life as no more than a simple spell, an illusion crafted by Damien to defend himself and, recently, Lucy. But it wasn't until Lucy became fond of the creature that he began to truly study his creation, to see the bits and pieces of personality that had begun to form in its various interactions. Though he didn't truly understand it, he'd grown, well, fond of the creature's newly developed quirks. And while usually he'd banish the creature back the the ether when he was done with it, he'd decided that Griever deserved something more.

So he'd taken the wolf into his room while Lucy was at her shift, uttered the words to a spell far older than he and far more difficult, and gave his loyal creation the freedom that he himself did not have.

He'd passed out after, the toll of the spell's high price, and woke up hours later disoriented and confused, while Griever lay beside him, whimpering softly. This time, when Damien went to run his fingers over the creature's gray fur, he could feel no tingle of spell work, could smell no faint odor of ozone. It had worked... his bodyguard was now officially alive.

He hoped that if he didn't survive the next day, that he'd make a proper companion for Lucy. She wouldn't abandon life so long as she had someone like Griever to care for.

Today, Griever was back at home, probably lazing about on his bed, now that Lucy allowed it. Lucy herself was waiting in her car down the street, waiting for the text from Damien that it was safe for her to come down and launch the second part of their plan. It wasn't much of a plan, Damien had to admit to himself, but it seemed like the best one, knowing Caine and his... weaknesses, all too well.

And that's how Damien found himself at Caine's door, bearing 'gifts'... a few six packs of beer and a few pounds of crack. The good shit, he'd checked.

Damien took a deep breath, rang the doorbell, and waited for one of Caine's call girls to get the door for him.

[virgil-warren]

Why aren't you under my tree yet??

Virgil snickered at the text he received, sending a cheeky reply in return.

“If I wasn’t trapped in the hospital, I’d be there already. Naked, waiting, with a bow tied to my… well, I’ll let you use your imagination for that one. ;D”

[virgil-warren]

Wish You Were Here (Closed Thread: Virgil and Lucy)

After Virgil's father left the room to talk to the doctor, he decided that now was the perfect time to check on Lucy. He hadn't been able to check in with her since she left the day before, and frankly, that was far too long for his tastes.

So he quickly grabbed his phone and shot off a few texts:

Lucy. Dad's being a dick. :( Have you gotten to wherever you were going to go?

P.S. I miss you so much.

[damien-wolfe]

Leather and Lace (Damien and Lucy)

By the time Damien had finished with Caine, the young couple had already left the area. Which was just... damned inconvenient. He'd rather hoped he could have scoped them out for a bit, saw where they went, examined their mannerisms, look for a hidden flaw in that perfect world those two seemed enveloped in when they were together. They truly did seem happy, which did Damien no favors. Youth, innocence, beauty, those two seemed to have it all. Not an easy case, when his main job was looking for weaknesses to exploit. No wonder converting these two was the job that had his freedom attached to it.

Of course, as Damien well knew, appearances were deceiving. He needed only to pass the time studying them, to find the exception to the rule of this couple.

And it doesn't take him long to find it.

It had taken Damien some work, but he'd managed to track down the girl, Lucy, one night while she was walking down the streets, alone. There she was, humming pleasantly, her beauty in sharp contrast to the Angeleno decay she strolled through. There was something otherworldly in her though, something that did not reflect in her partner... and ah. There it was. This pretty, angelic thing hid a dark secret, deep down.

A weakness for him to exploit.

He continued to follow her, keeping to the shadows, ducking into doorways when she checked behind, as if she could sense his presence. He'd have to be careful. With her condition, her senses heightened, she may be able to seek him out before he wanted her to.

And that just wouldn't do at all.

So he kept to the shadows, hanging in the darkness, waiting for Miss Lucy to reach her destination. Which, as it turned out was a sex shop, much to his surprise.

Who'd have thought the little angel capable...

[shieldmaiden-of-eden-blog]

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“I promise I won’t draw dicks on you if you get so drunk you pass out.”

[virgil-warren]

Entry Level Hunter- Virgil and Lucy

It had been a, well, eventful hunt, if not a particularly successful one. Two of the four vamps he'd been tracking had disappeared, despite his searching, somewhere in the dense forest near to Griffith Park. It irritated him, not only because he knows full well his father and brother would have never lost those two, nor given them the opportunity to run, but also because the one who bit his shoulder was one of the ones who'd survived, and that, that angered him like it was a personal affront.

Reflecting on the events of the evening put him in an even fouler mood. Apparently the vamps had been running something of a recruitment drive, looking for new vamps to add to their fold. It was what had lured Virgil out in the first place. As soon as they rounded on him, all it took was Adam flashing his twin blades, Adam and Eve, to send all four creatures scurrying into the woods, leaving him alone, blinking in surprise, that they had disappeared so quickly.

What followed had been a 40 minute foot chase, uphill the entire way, predictably, while Virgil slashed at the shadows that seemed surround him. In the end, he'd gotten, very, very lucky. Fortunately for him, these were apparently the type of vampires who had something of a silver allergy, and that made ending them fairly simple. He finally had to give up somewhere near the observatory, tired, and too out of shape to continue the chase. He had been annoyed at letting the two other dangerous vampires get away, but, he knew he could try and track them later.

Something he had never been very good at. But at the very least he knew he could try. For now, it was time for Virgil to go home and, sleep for two hours before getting up to go teach his class. He often wondered if with his busy schedule, if hunting was still worth it. In the end, his empty bank account decided for him.

As he walked down the street that night, head hung low to avoid the glare of the garish lights that seemed a constant part of the scenery, he spotted, just barely, a young woman walking alone. 

Not that that was unusual by any means. He had become quite familiar with some of the streetwalkers who frequented this town. (Mostly, because they were a vamp's favored victims. Someone who wouldn't be missed.) But something about this girl seemed different. She didn't quite fit in with her surroundings, and if he'd been more in tune with his senses, he'd have been instantly suspicious.

Instead, the first thing he noticed was how very sad she seemed. That hit him harder than the bite mark still oozing on his shoulder. And despite his better judgement, he felt the need to intervene. Besides, there were still two vampires out there. The least he could do is walk her safely to her home. Protect her, like the gentleman he was.

"Excuse me, miss?" He said, tone sweet. "Are you alright?"