#ofruinations

[pvregold]

*     EVENT  001     :     the   solar   flare . *     open   to     :     derek   carson     ⸺     @ofruinations .

               it’s  insane,  the  way  they’re  trapped�� now.  audre  can’t  remember  if  she’d  ever  lived  something  like  this,  where  she  was  unable  to  walk  freely  above  ground  and  watch  the  marvels  of  an  earth  that  still  managed  to  amaze  her  despite  its  wrecked  nature.  but  at  least  she  had  good  company.     “  today  i  found  out  about  a  movie  from  the  old  world,  it  was  based  on  a  true  story.  ”     they  started,  their  head  turning  slightly  to  look  at  derek  for  a  moment.  they  needed  light  conversations  like  this.     “  it  was  about  a  dog  that  always  waited  for  his  human  at  the  train  station,  have  you  heard  about  it ?  ”

[ofliarsandlovers]

` Val hums thoughtfully, shifting her weight slightly as she considers his words. “A while, huh? Vague. Mysterious. I respect it,” she teases lightly, though there’s an undertone of genuine curiosity. Everyone had a story, whether they wanted to tell it or not. She catches the way his words stumble just a little, the almost-slip of her name, and it pulls a small grin to her lips. “You know what, Vo's growing on my the more you say it” There’s an amused pull to her tone, a giggle tickling the edges of her words. At his last comment, she tilts her head slightly, fingers tapping idly against the cover of her notebook. “Don’t know what to write, or don’t think it’ll be worth reading?” The distinction matters, at least to her. “Because if it’s the second one, let me tell you—I write a whole lot of nonsense, and this thing’s still worth carrying around.” She gives the notebook a little pat. “And if it’s the first… well. Maybe you’re just waiting for the right inspiration to hit you.”

"I've been here for a, you know, a while. You?" A while is an odd time—he can still remember the Wastes, the cults, the running, but otherwise? Well, he wonders if it all feels like a dream he's liable to wake up from. He worries it is, but he doesn't say so. Instead, he smiles at her, and realizes she can't exactly see the smile, making his ears flare with embarrassment. "And it's, uh, cool. I should write more things, honestly—I don't, you know, do much, anyway," Derek says, "I don't really know what I should write, Vo—uh, Valentine."

[buriedwithit]

starter for @ofruinations !! ( for adonis )

"there's no needles this time... right?"

[all-cf-me]

starter for @ofruinations (vic)

"There he is, man of the hour." It feels just as fucking good as Seth thought it would to see Victor Acosta come in through the Lady's double doors. With every head that swivels to catch a glimpse he gets another shot of adrenaline right to the chest, punch after punch until he's already high on ego. "C'mon in, rockstar. God, aren't you a drink of cold fuckin' water, huh? Gorgeous. So what do you think, crowd's a bit thicker than the last time you were here, right?"

[sureihsan]

@ofruinations ( adonis )

"Oi! What's on the docket today, eh?" As loath as he was to admit it ( so he never would admit it ), Ihsan was officially willing to be Adonis's bitch if it meant the man would give him more. More of that fucking amazing... supply he had provided, more of that fucking amazing support! "Do I get to be rewarded with some more of that good shit if I sit still and look pretty?"

[sureabel]

who: @ofruinations ( derek ) when: late afternoon

He hated him. God help him, he hated him. Bigger fish to fry, but save his soul... Scratch that itch, it wasn't his job. One day... "Anything... interesting in the wastes?"

[samson-hart]

@ofruinations ( victor )

Samson straightens up, rolling his shoulders back. It’s not often he enjoys being bossed around no matter how much he’s paid, but Vic makes it enjoyable. The ropes of light are warm on his skin. Pretty in the dim light of their private room. The quiet, intense look in Vic’s eyes keeps him focused on the moment. On the way his knees press into the hard floor, the tensing of his thighs as he holds himself as instructed. There are worse clients to be at the mercy of. “You’re getting better at this, Sparky.”

[miju-khan]

Miju hadn't really intended to come to the faire. He'd left some stranger in his bed, still drunk from the night before and a little... a lot... lighter on blood. Consequently, Miju is wasted. He'd stumbled out to find someone else to drink from, someone that might help him forget that Gabs is dead and he'd been worse than useless.

He collides, entirely his own fault, with a solid figure. "Oof." Miju blinks, befuddled, feeling very much like the world under his feet is spinning too, too fast. "You're not drunk, are you? Naaaaaah... you doctor types worry too much about... your health... and whatever shit." The words are slurred enough that Adonis would be forgiven for not understanding them. Even if he does, there's no reason for Miju to be glaring at him with the level of distaste that he is. @ofruinations (for Adonis)

[kiranxturner]

@ofruinations (adonis)

"So, what's it going to be this week?" Kiran could never quite pin down whether or not he liked Adonis or despised him. The difficult thing was that they were similar, so it seemed as of Kiran's opinion of Adonis waffled the way his opinion of himself did. Though, one thing they often agreed on, was how to spend time off. "Coffee this week? Behave ourselves a bit?"

[thaliaxtcrres]

@ofruinations (adonis)

Thalia had many talents in life. Hiding her disdain for certain humans, especially the ones making up the council, was not one of them. In fact, she was one to argue that it was actually the worst part of her job. Kissing ass and taking orders was hardly bearable, but drops ins were probably the worst. She couldn't mentally prepare for those, and after a whole shift, she was hardly in the mood to entertain him. Placing her gear down, she doesn't bother to turn as she addresses Adonis. "Yes sir, how can I help you?"

[starlessleep]

stella kwon ☆ adonis moreau

"You'd think people would stop dying for, like, five minutes while we're in the middle of a catastrophic event," She jokes, but doesn't really mean it. The stress of the storm is just too much for some of the city's older individuals. "Do you have a minute? I've got something in the morgue you might like to take a look at."

@ofruinations

[midniightspecial]

open   to   @ofruinations ( derek )

“  did  you  see  that  ?  ”  she  asks  ,  pale  eyes  squinting  into  the  darkness  ,  a  cigarette  clutched  between  bone  white  fingers  .  “  this  place  gives  me  the  creeps  .  ”

[oftheunbroken]

"It's not being blase," he mocks the word with sarcasm. "I'd go to the doctor if I was sick. I'm in my prime, Councilman. Ain't nothin' t'worry about. Least not yet." His southern drawl lays on thicker with his discomfort. Something for him to hide behind in a situation where he knows he is powerless. Cyrus knows he could always incapacitate the doctor but where would that leave him? Nowhere that would get him closer to everything he wants. The power he craves. So he simply steps upon the scale without fuss. "Maybe it's because every time I run into ya you damn sonofabitch I end up bein' poked and prodded."

"Don't be so blase about your health, Cyrus. My father might have let that slide, but I'm most certainly not him." The man was part of the old guard of his father's bodyguards, if he remembered well enough. Adonis still remembers his father somewhat fondly, though separate from himself. A brilliant man, if less sociable than he was, if he were to be honest. He jots down on the tablet and gives him a smile. "Well, then. You have me for a while—do step on the scale and we can get started," he says, going through the procedures. "I hardly see you anymore. Do tell if there's anything that I can do for you."

[buriedwithit]

starter for @ofruinations !! ( for vic )

"great show, mate!" he drops in suddenly enough to startle more than one body guard. "i'm sure you could see me in the crowd. i made sure to stand out."

[all-cf-me]

closed starter for @ofruinations (Victor)

"As I live and breathe." Seth's rumbling purr drips thick as he saunters up alongside Victor, his sharp grin glinting in the low light. He sounds pleasantly surprised to find the young man here, but he holds a fresh cocktail in each hand - Seth's a drinker, but it's obvious they're not both meant for him. He offers one. "The idol of Sol City, in the flesh. You having a good time, sweetheart?"

[sureihsan]

@ofruinations ( adonis )

" oi ! you got any way to continue your operations below ground ? " he needed someone to be able to supply him !