#odessavernon

[h-godrej-blog]

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I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked  ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better ALWAYS✧ I’d like to spend more SOBER AND DRUNK time with you ✧ I’d like to be friends with you ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my WONDERFUL friend ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you ✧ I respect you ✧ You are my hero ✧ You inspire me TO SEEK REVENGE :))) ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You AND YOUR BOOK RECOMMENDATIONS make me happy ✧ I want to protect you ✧ I would fight by your side ✧ I consider you an equal ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me ✧ I would lie for you ✧ I would lie to you ✧ I would sleep with you ✧ I would sleep by your side ✧ I would hug you ✧ I would kiss you ✧ You are family to me ✧ I would die for you ✧ I would kill for you ✧ I would trust you with my life ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging ✧ I would trust you with a secret ✧ I would trust you with my biggest/darkest secret ✧ I love you (platonically) ✧ I love you (romantically) 

[lucreciafalco-blog]

MARTINIS WITH A SIDE OF BETRAYAL

DATE: Wednesday, April 26th TIME: 9:47 PM LOCATION: Around the corner from Tempest STATUS: Closed to @calina-s, @tiberiuscapulets & @odessavernon

The cobblestone is wet with rain from an early evening storm. Spring showers, she thinks as their strides begin to match, heels clacking in sync with one another as they huddle together under a black umbrella. One leather encased hand grips the handle while the other clings to Calina’s forearm, and on any other night, this would be normal: two friends headed out for a drink, perhaps looking to get into a little trouble if the night was kind, but tonight a cloud hangs over the emissary’s head, one fueled by rage and peppered with conflict of the internal variety. Orders are orders, but Lucrecia considers the woman on her arm a friend, not someone she would attack in any other circumstance, and yet—

“Tempest first, yes?” She breaks the tension of her own making with a nudge to the woman’s shoulder and a small warm smile, “and then we can see where the night takes us.”

Extending a hand, she reaches out in search for more rain drops, but the air is dry-humid, even-and so she drops her arm from Calina’s to bring the umbrella down and wraps it up quickly. “I think we—and our hair, thank god—are safe from rain for the moment.”

[valentina-rising]

FIRST RULE OF FIGHT CLUB:

Date: March 17th Location: Capital Library of Verona Time: 9.30PM Status: Closed @odessavernon

  It hadn’t taken long to begin her hunt, once the text from Roman had come through. Eye for an eye, it was time to start taking back what they could piece by piece. And after the blood bath that had washed over them all--she was itching for a reason to fight. Val only hoped Odessa felt the same. Both recipients of new roles, the other girl was now in the forefront of action, and with no time to place nice with their adversaries. Blood would have blood, for the Montagues.

❝ it's time to show we are not some minor obstacle on their warpath. I hate to spill blood, but they've already proven they're not above it, and have no problems eradicating us for their own gain. Take Odessa and track their drug runners. Find out from which points they're being manufactured. If you can't, kill them. If you can, kill them before they can tattle❞

A few well placed bribes and some better placed bullets had found her a name and location, and it was up to the two women to do the rest. Finding the other was quick enough, Val offering her a small grin. “I’m not sure if you’ve been filled in but if not I can do it along the way. Feel like having some fun with me, Vernon?”

[archivesdiveronainspo]

“You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.”

for @odessavernon

[archivesdiveronarpg]

The following characters must resume activity or contact the main within 24 hours or risk having their role reopened:

GONERIL ( @ofgoneril ) - 2nd consecutive check HORATIO ( @ofhoratio ) - 2nd consecutive check JULIET ( @julianacapulet ) -  2nd consecutive check OPHELIA ( @odessavernon ) -  2nd consecutive check 

Reminder:  To rehash one of our rules, after being activity checked for three consecutive weeks, you will be asked to leave the group.

[deadmaevepetre]

odessa (!!!!!!)

The name of your muse in my phone

odessa. there are other names maeve can choose for her oldest friend in verona, but — they don’t seem fitting now. not anymore.

A picture that my muse has of you in contacts

n/a. (sorry wefkjhxcv ouch)

The ringtone for your muse

in my life — the beatles

Though I know I’ll never lose affectionFor people and things that went beforeI know I’ll often stop and think about themIn my life, I love you more

My muse’s last text to your muse

> don’t you worry about it, i’m just glad we found each other again. :) let’s make sure we don’t lose each other again, okay? it’s harder now that we’re older and… with everything else happening, i know it might not be wise. but i don’t want to lose my oldest friend again.

> i’m also so sorry about your father. so so sorry, odessa. 

[deadmaevepetre]

date: feb 22 time: 9:41pm location: a bar closed: @odessavernon

Lately, Maeve found herself at bars far more frequently than her Papà would approve of. She wasn’t sure what she was looking for until she found it — or rather, them: those who were as desolate as she was, hearts barren and hands empty of hope. Those in despair looked for solace in their drinks; but Maeve rested in the presence of those who might feel similarly as she would. She wandered and she roamed until she fell upon a familiar face, a familiar soul, a familiar feeling of who she used to be.

She never expected to find Odessa — but she was glad to see her. The war was over; her father’s murderer found; and though neither woman could change anything now, there was still something to be said of seeing an old friend in troubled times. Maeve approached Odessa like they knew nothing of each other, and cautiously took the seat beside her. But what was there to say? I’m sorry for betrayal. I’m sorry this life hurts and hurts and hurts. I’m sorry you have seen more ugliness than anyone as beautiful as you deserves.

None of those would do. Instead, Maeve said, “Odessa — hello.” A hesitant smile here, a slight shake of her head at the bartender there. “I’m... How are you doing?”

[archivesdiveronarpg]

The following characters must resume activity or contact the main within 24 hours or risk having their role reopened:

KAIUS ( @kaiusmartius ) BELLAMY ( @bellamysantodomingo ) RAMONA ( @ramona-aguilar ) VIVIANNE ( @viviannesloane ) GRACE ( @ofgoneril ) FARON ( @faronvasiliev ) JULIANA ( @julianacapulet ) ODESSA ( @odessavernon ) HORATIO ( @ofhoratio )