#virgilmoretti

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who? @virgilmoretti where? Pyramid of Cestius when? day 1 notes: kisss kisss fall in love

Twice in a year her name has been invoked, her magic taken away. Once against her will, the second time given freely to a coven she had long since admired for their entrepreneurship. There are aspects of their dealings that she has always been hesitant to approve of, but at the end of the day, all she has ever wanted is for her witches survival and the Ivy were rather good at that. Still, it sits heavily on her chest, the weakness she has willingly accepted. Perhaps, she muses, this is why Remus never did trust her to help on his revenge. Because she is too willing to give everything if needed, and that has always been a weakness in his eyes.

The thought settles on her chest as she approaches the Ivy Sovereign, her gaze thoughtful as her eyes sweeps around them and admiring his work.

"I see you are using my magic fully," she praises, sending Virgil a quick smile. "I am very impressed."

[octavianrising]

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Octavian was a dominating force of nature, yet the kiss he gave Virgil was different than any other he'd delivered. Backed still by strength and power, there was a give never afforded to the lips he took with his own, a necessary push he allowed himself to receive. Virigl was a force of nature in his own right, one brimming with a unique fortitude Octavian craved. He wanted the man, every last bit of him. Fire consumed all it touched and Octavian could feel explosive heat building inside of him.

Though he was thrown back before he let his worse nature take over, smoke sizzling off his flesh where blue sparks lsinged cooly. "You've not lived until you've seen the world ablaze. The fires of passion searing your insides while the outside melts around you is truly transcendent. Even the air would burn, and you'd have no choice but to keep your lips on mine." With a controlled burn, Octavian's clothes get eaten away by heat until he his bare before Virgil. He heeds the warning, though a challenge burns in his eyes. He may be on his back but Octavian angles his chin up proudly, smirking confidently at the witch.

"Come here," he demands, accenting his statment with a gentle wave of his fingers. Bird-like eyes zero in on every contour of Virgil's body, Octavian's appreciation in the visual feast evident by his expression and his chub. "I want you to place it right..." He presses his index fingers at the base of his abdomen and drags it along his body with intentionally sloth. Not once does Octavian allow his gaze to drop from the other, his attempt to seduce even in this incredibly serious moment. He was unable to help himself, wanting to explore this newfound attraction fully. "...right here."

His finger stopped right in the middle of his chest. "Close to my heart, as a reminder to myself and to you. Going back? The thought hadn't crossed my mind. This is what's best for me and for those I truly care about. Every time you disrobe me, I want you to see the mark and remember that I chose the Ivy."

Octavian was on him, and for a moment, the room was simultaneously too quiet and too loud all at once. Virgil was a sovereign, attuned to the world around him, but for a brief second, there was no coven, boardroom, or senate, just a man offering him the only thing the Moretti fortune had never afforded him. Over the years, there have been more faceless or nameless people that Virgil didn't care to count. One stuck out, but he was wrapped up in Vegas, and the other had been doomed from the start. Octavian the Phoenix, indomitable and strong, had been burned by this city more times than Virgil would take the time to count. At least for now, a day would come when Rome paid back everything that Octavian and the Ivy were owed.

It was Virgil's mark that Octavian had asked for, a sigil of the Ivy that would tether the Phoenix to this coven forever. This was how it should have been since the days of Etruria, but they had more knowledge and resources now. Thousands of years had given the Coven the secrets and the knowledge they needed to cement this bond into eternity. Octavian's lips covered his own and Virgil felt his pulse quicken, the phoenix's warmth washed over him but the heat was comfortable. Like a fireplace in the dead of winter. "There won't be any going back." That was a promise, not now, and not for him. Not from this pact, and not what had sparked between them.

Virgil had been walking alone for so long that he forgot what it was to stand in the presence of someone strong enough to hold him. Someone that he could look at as an equal, not a competitor, and not someone who wanted things they could never have; power, influence, and position. Naturally, the sovereign would take the other in and welcome the phoenix in deep, but that would be on his terms. Virgil's hands pushed with enough force to shove the other back onto the bed, he shed his shirt and stood over the phoenix.

The witch's dark eyes watched azure flames as they danced behind Octavian's hues, "You set this place on fire, and I'll throw you out." It was a warning, but there was a smile on his lips as the words spilled forth. Virgil's mark grew as the ivy tattoo grew down his arm, the intricate pattern wove over his chest, fettered its way down his forearm and inched over his hand. "Tell me where you want it."

[sonnyevangelista]

closed starter for @virgilmoretti location: ivy hotel bar note: he can afford it now

Seeing Virgil again felt like seeing a ghost, but somehow it still felt like it was supposed to happen. He was in a better place in his life now. Back then, Sonny had been trying to make ends meet every single time he turned a corner. He had been down on his luck constantly and it honestly started to feel like he wasn't even supposed to be there. Maybe Virgil was a good thing, but all good things always came to an end and they had been separated. And then that good thing had come back into his life while he was too busy soaking up everything else that had happened for him that had made his life that much better. Great timing, he would think. That was if there wasn't a damn war happening right at their feet that Octavian was involved in. And that just meant that he was involved, too. This druid shit was new to him, but he had picked it up pretty quickly. When one had nothing else to live for, they poured their entire life into one thing. That was what Sonny had done and that was what he would continue to do. It was why he found himself here at this luxurious hotel that he still felt like he didn't belong in. "So..." He paused as a drink was lifted to his lips, eyes canting over to Virgil. "How are you doing?" It was a loaded question that could have a lot of answers.

[legioneoin]

closed starter for @virgilmoretti location: castle christmas parTAY note: put ur tiddies away

Leave it to his brother to be completely extra when going to a party. Actually, he was pretty sure Virgil was extra for any occasion. However, put that man at a party and there was a guarantee that he was going to show out. Eoin couldn't really blame him though. He couldn't help but give his brother a round of applause sometimes. Only sometimes though. He couldn't let Virgil know he was being anything other than stoic at all times. Especially now considering the last time he'd told a joke. It was more embarrassing for Eoin to be honest so he wasn't ever going to do it again. "Where's your shirt? Why are you not wearing a shirt?"

[ivysmazikeen]

Time: Morning Location: Ivy House? Wherever these besties living Characters: @virgilmoretti & @ivysmazikeen Notes: [nails emoji]

The demon smiled as she heard the telltale footsteps approach the kitchen. "We're almost out of nutella," Mazikeen called out in a sing-song voice. She opened up the refrigerator and reached for the green smoothie that she had pre-made for herself the other night. "Literally these modern chocolate combos are like drugs and I'd probably trade my perfect tits for a lifetime supply of Nutella. The 21st century is the best century ever, I said what I said."

[octavianrising]

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He trusted Virgil. Or at the very least he trusted the sovereign's dissatisfaction with the state of the city, perhaps even the realm. Despite Octavian's current predilection for chaos, he viewed himself as an agent of order. That was his original charge and that's what he wanted his new community to represent. Of course, he was only interested in his order, whatever that may look like in the current era, even if that meant he'd have to sacrifice everything that stood in order to rebuild from ash. Still, there was a place for witches in his vision. They, like the druids, existed on the right side of nature's scale.

"Seeing you already inspired something within me I thought died lifetimes ago. I think more so than my retribution, the city should whatever else you may inspire should we remain in contact." The Ivy, Virgil, their motives, their goals, Octavian wanted all of it. He wanted to see for himself how magnificently a coven like theirs could rise to public prominence and power, much like the phoenix. "Some might take issue with us meeting like this now, for good reason. The things I can see in my mind's eye just from one conversation with you ... you're dangerous, aren't you?" Octavian blinks, and when he looks back to Virgil his eyes are dancing with a glowing blue flame. "I think those that owe us are overdue for a rude awakening. They thought they won and turned their backs on survivors. History has proven that's a fatal mistake."

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He trusted Virgil. Or at the very least he trusted the sovereign's dissatisfaction with the state of the city, perhaps even the realm. Despite Octavian's current predilection for chaos, he viewed himself as an agent of order. That was his original charge and that's what he wanted his new community to represent. Of course, he was only interested in his order, whatever that may look like in the current era, even if that meant he'd have to sacrifice everything that stood in order to rebuild from ash. Still, there was a place for witches in his vision. They, like the druids, existed on the right side of nature's scale.

"Seeing you already inspired something within me I thought died lifetimes ago. I think more so than my retribution, the city should whatever else you may inspire should we remain in contact." The Ivy, Virgil, their motives, their goals, Octavian wanted all of it. He wanted to see for himself how magnificently a coven like theirs could rise to public prominence and power, much like the phoenix. "Some might take issue with us meeting like this now, for good reason. The things I can see in my mind's eye just from one conversation with you ... you're dangerous, aren't you?" Octavian blinks, and when he looks back to Virgil his eyes are dancing with a glowing blue flame. "I think those that owe us are overdue for a rude awakening. They thought they won and turned their backs on survivors. History has proven that's a fatal mistake."

[aureamoretti]

Person: @virgilmoretti Location: Hotel motel holiday inn "Why was six afraid of seven?" She asks through the intercom to the penthouse, weight shifting foot to foot as she stands in the hall. Some days she didn't even stay in the hotel, she curled up in the back of her trailer that was now unceremoniously parked in the hotels underground lot. After Virgil had it towed when she'd left it in the parking lot, she begrudgingly put her baby away from the public eye. She'd crawled out of it to make the trek into the hotel to meet said hater of vintage rides for breakfast. "Not only because seven ate nine because you are supposed to get three square meals a day." C'mon dude that was painful, please let me in."

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who? @virgilmoretti where? ruins of the pyramid when? day 9, after the destruction

Trivia hadn't expected to see the Ivy Sovereign until after the dust of the disaster settled, but she will take it as a boon that it is. Searching for the bodies of the survivors was nearly impossible to do alone and with her current magic level, and frankly, she had hopes that Virgil at least had a plan on what to do next. Her role had been that of willing sacrifice for the witches, so she hadn't paid much mind to the strategy, assuming that she would be safe at the Pyramid.

She is now regretting that believe.

"I was thinking on setting up a clinic to bring the wounded we find in the search and rescue," she comments as she stops by his side, examining their surroundings clinically. "But that will be difficult to defend."

[sonnyevangelista]

closed starter for @virgilmoretti location: ivy hotel note: kiss kiss fall in love

A lot had been on his mind lately and, honestly, he had no idea what to make of any of it. Sonny always thought of himself as strong, as someone that could not be broken by simple things. He'd been through a tough enough life. He thought he deserved some sort of normalcy. Instead, what he had was this. What he had was becoming a druid. What he had was a witch as his closest friend. If that could even really be what it was called. Describing their relationship was another thing that was on his mind. Then there was Octavian. Someone he would have laid down his life for and defended to the death and he didn't know how to act around him now. There must have been something wrong with him. He was sure of it. Or maybe there was nothing wrong with him at all. Maybe he just needed to get out of his own head and act on the shit that he kept pushing away. Maybe that was why he somehow ended up at the Ivy Hotel. Seeing one of two people that had his mind spinning. He stopped in front of Virgil and cleared his throat. "Can we talk?"

[legioneoin]

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Just as he had expected, a hand came up to slap him upside the head. Eoin was so used to it, he was sure that Virgil's handprint was just imprinted on there now. It was only really amusing to him though. God forbid anyone make fun of his brother's jokes and how bad they were. He could probably count on one hand the amount of people that thought they were funny. He waved a hand as if saying 'forget it'. "I didn't say anything at all." That didn't mean he was going to compliment those horrendous jokes though. Just like the one he was sure his brother was telling about Chiara. There was no way Virgil could ever know about that. Plus, the girlfriend and his brother weren't even close enough to be chatting it up like that. "Uh huh. My bad I'm not into the big, hulking dudes like you. Looking like they never missed a day in the gym in their lives."

[sonnyevangelista]

I can't even blame you, ya solid

@virgilmoretti & @octavianrising

[sonnyevangelista]

I've had a taste of how you feelin', yeah Yeah, I've been hiding how I feel for way too long, oh

@virgilmoretti

[ivysmazikeen]

Time: for hell Location: Rome's Ruins Characters: @ivysmazikeen & @virgilmoretti Notes: family is back together at least

She'd expressed the relief that came with seeing Eoin once more but that relief would clearly be sort lived in this environment. "Well, this is a disaster." Mazikeen waved away from smoke from her face. Chaos was in her bloodstream, in the very marrow of her bones. Hell was empty now and all the devils were here but while the excitement of a bit of discord might've been on her mind it was also stifled by the worry she had for her coven and family. They were not going to have as much fun with this.

"What's the plan, V?"

[sonnyevangelista]

You must know that I miss your stare You mesmerised me daily, ah Do you recall when I kissed you there? Hypnotise me

@virgilmoretti

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"The coven's currently situated in Rome are powerful and have survived a great deal, it is only apt to reward them for their tenacity." Her words are calm and deliberate, expression placidly calm as she explains part of her reasoning. There is no full disclosure coming from her, not when there is no need to tell Moretti that she has decided to take a more hands on approach with witches from this point on to ensure they respect her enough to ensure none of the Asphodel bullshit is tried again. Thanatos has made it so it won't work, but she wants to make sure she puts the fear of her into them if she cannot instill awe or respect. "Hell is empty and all the devils are here, Vigil. More accurately, the Inferno is no more, and the Archfiends have been released. Unfortunately, this means is that things are not about to get easier."

Something had changed within Trivia, this temple had risen out of almost nothing and was a marvel of magic. Virgil could feel it in this place, anyone could the ordeal that they had survived had tested all of them. The sovereigns of Rome had choices to make now, come together or let what had happened fracture them further. Virgil's mind was made up. "That's generous, considering how dangerous it is on the other side right now." Demons were rampant in the Otherworld, witches all over the world were talking about their appearance near the secret paths into the realm that ran between. "What's going on out there, Trivia?"

[zoeysalisu]

She is pleasantly surprised when the witch does actually go through with his offer and calls for a bartender, a bright grin on her lips as she offers him a quick thanks and gives the bartender her order. “It really was,” she agrees with a grimace as she pulls her drink closer from across the bar and takes a sip to hide the face she pulled. “It’s sort of silly, but I didn’t realize wars could be so messy until then, but even then I am glad I helped.” What she doesn’t say it’s that the biggest trial had actually been to make sure she didn’t end up slurping someone by accident, but she is sure that is not hard to guess. “Yup. I died during the Red Wedding, but was lucky enough to have some of Jamie’s blood on me so I came back. Weirdest way to become the vampire equivalent of an oops baby, though.”

"All good, you were there and the medic tent was a zoo." Couldn't have been easy to keep a level head during any of that, the field had been its own beast but wars weren't won solely by the best fighters. Maybe this whole thing had proven that; Virgil gestured towards the bartender for them to get the vampire another round. "I'm guessing you weren't turned that long ago?" She seemed very... Modern, well dressed too, Virgil appreciated the latter.