#ofdorothea

[evielallemxnt]

@ofdorothea

“OH GREAT – YOU’RE here,” Evie acknowledged, sly grin thrown towards the wolf by her reflection in the mirror. Dressed in a black Mugler bodysuit and standing on the dais in her closet, the vampire finally called in her favor from her favorite warm blooded predator an hour ago. A simple text with a time and location sent to Thea ( her connections allowing her access to the wolf’s number in the first place ) and a promise to follow through with what was owed on her part was all that was said. Surely, Thea would show up confused, and after being guided to Evie’s closet by her live-in maid, it left the vampire with a sense of power, like she was finally in control. Tonight things would go her way, whether Thea wanted them to or not. “Question – does this look good on me?”

[miyamctos]

LOCATION  :  flushing  ,  queens

FEATURING  :  thea  lin  (  @ofdorothea​  )

          “  CURIOUS  QUESTION  ,  ”  satomi  starts  ,  handing  thea  her  boba  drink  .  they  stab  the  straw  through  their  own  drink  and  take  a  sip  “  what  does  your  pack  do  for  holidays  and  birthdays  ?  like  yeah  there’s  all  that  shit  about  your  pack  being  family  or  whatever  ,  but  gift  shopping  must  be  an  absolute  pain  .  ”

[jamcslin]

starter for: @ofdorothea​

“HAVE YOU HEARD ANY OF THE BAR GOERS SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THE CROWS?” With The Wolf’s Eye being a typical site for different supernatural creatures, and Thea being a bartender, it’s easy to overhear or eavesdrop.

[aslikaya]

status: closed @ofdorothea​ location: wolf’s eye

Thankfully it’s a quiet afternoon and there’s not many people to notice what’s in her hands. Aslı knows this isn’t the ideal place, but it was the nearest and warmest place she can think of on her way home. “I found a cat eating out the dumpster behind my work! I couldn't just leave them there.” she says as she walks up to the bar area. She’s cradling the cat in her arms like a child. It’s loosely wrapped up in her coat that she’d taken off to keep the cat warm and it seems content in her arms. “What should I do? Is there a cat shelter around here?” she asks the other for advice as she looks a little lost holding the cat.

[ofsawyer]

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐍 ─

for: @ofdorothea​ 

He hijacked a yacht once. Off the French Riviera. In Cannes. There was this smokey night club at the end of the palm beach and, on one annual trip to the South of France, Sawyer had stumbled drunk on the French shore, nearly walked right into the water, before hauling himself on-board one of the yachts parked along the waterline. He’d found the keys right near the Captain’s chair and had managed to guess at enough buttons to start them into the water. Now here Sawyer was, years later, reminiscing as he stared up at a painting of the French Riviera... and, in some ways, recreating the circumstances. Except, now, switch out the real yacht for simply a painting of a yacht on the waterfront; switch out a rebellious teenager with a buck-wild impulses with an adult who just been dared that he couldn’t; and switch out the motivation of drunken pride with … ugh, well, no. If he was being truly honest with himself ( something he granted himself more than others would give him credit for ) this was drunken pride as well. He really couldn’t really say no to a challenge could he? And Santos had dared him. 

There’s a velvet rope in front of the painting - as if that will stop him. Sawyer is all limbs as he vaults over the sleek red fabric. Lacrosse had never encouraged elegance and neither did cross country while he’d participated in school, so he lets out small “Fuck yeah!” of success as his feet land on the lacquered wood flooring. He’s a man on a mission and if this anything like Cannes 2011, the hardest part is over. It’s smooth sailing ( God, he thinks to himself, he’s fucking hilarious ) from here. He can’t help though, pausing for a moment, inches away from the painting, to admire the view. 

As it turns out, he’s not alone. There’s movement behind him and Sawyer spins around … and then he has the audacity to scoff.  And really, what else is he supposed to do? He takes one look at this person that’s appeared and he makes a snap judgement. “Hey, hey.” Sawyer says smoothly with a grin, far too casual considering the circumstances. “Find your own painting to steal, I don’t see your name on this one.”

[kieranpclat]

kieran thanked the vendor as he took the water bottle from them, crouching at icarus’ side. he had a bag that he carried some of their supplies in, and he pulled a small cup out of it before opening the bottle and pouring some water into it. “wait,” he told the dog, who was very eager to drink from the container. he set it down in front of him, and made another noise, one that let icarus know it was okay to drink. he slopped at the water, and kieran watched with one hand in his pocket, before looking up and finding someone nearer than he’d anticipated. “he’s usually much neater when he drinks,” he tells her, trying to make a joke. // @ofdorothea​

[evielallemxnt]

@ofdorothea

BROWSING RACK AFTER rack, Evie mindlessly collected a cashmere something here, a silk number there, in her arms during her monthly personal treat of some retail therapy at Bergdorf’s. Working her way back to the dressing rooms, the vampire stopped in her tracks as she saw the girl on the dais -- eyes trailing her own reflection as she contemplated the dress upon her frame. Evie recognized her -- the wolf from the gala -- visibly gulping while staring herself. Could vampire mouths get dry? Fuck. “It would look even better in black,” Evie managed to sputter out, eyes trailing over the girl once more ( she realized she never got her name ) before giving a tight smile and continuing on her way.

[miyamctos]

FEATURING  :  dorothea  lin  (  @ofdorothea​  )

LOCATION  :  satomi’s  birthday  party  ––  warehouse  in  queens

          “  I’M  SURPRISED  YOU  MADE  it  here  at  all  ,  ”  satomi  jests  ,  approaching  thea  with  a  drink  in  hand  .  it’s  not  meant  to  be  a  big  party  ,  however  ,  it  did  turn  out  to  be  a  decently  sized  crowd  .  “  you  enjoying  the  party  ?  ”

[evielallemxnt]

ofdorothea​:

“ A GAME ? ”   despite her dubious tone, thea doesn’t know how to feel. mostly she’s just… confused, why this vampire would go out of her way to make the favor thea owes her include spending time with her. last the werewolf checked, they didn’t like each other. it’d take a lot more than a present or a round of rummy to change that, too. but today thea was at evie’s whim, and despite her bad attitude, she could play along—for now.   “ i hope for your sake it’s not poker, ”   they warn her, going over to the couch and picking up the pouch before taking a seat.   “ i’d wipe the floor with you. ”   when thea spills its remains into the palm of her hand, they find… a rock ?   “ what the hell is this ? ”

EVIE SNORTED IN response. Yeah – sure. The wolf was more of an open book than an actual open book. While reasoning behind her actions remained obscure for Evie, her general mood and aura would give Thea away in a second. It’s what led to the vampire calling her out all those times – just her face spoke all the heinous thoughts that most likely swarmed in that hard head of hers. Time to let them out. “It’s a truth orb,” Evie responded without even looking. Knowing the clear ball in her hands would only lead to more questions, the vampire continued, “I commissioned it decades back to use against my sire and it’s been collecting dust ever since. Long story short,” she paused to look at the wolf over her shoulder, “it lets me know if you’re telling the truth. I ask you a question and if you’re telling the truth the ball will turn blue, if you lie it turns red. You do this for an hour and your debt is paid, and you’ll never, ever have to see my lovely face again. Got it?” She finished with a sickly sweet smile.