Cio

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@Kinjaav Vanessa is gay and Aava's sexuality is wildly irrelevant lol

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@Kinjaav Yeah she thinks biting is unhygienic and unprofessional, so she basically stuns them with her sound wave. She has also extracted some of her "venom" that keeps the victim's blood from clotting afterwards so that she can apply it to the blood she harvests -> after stunning the victim she has a set of supply she uses to harvest the blood into little bags. She's very organized lol

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@Kinjaav i dig that idea with vanessa! Im in!

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Aava

@Kinjaav

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Aava wasn't very cooperative as Beck tried to coax her into the strange white building. Aava grunted and pouted and even tried to nibble at Beck's hand, agitated, but in the end the woman managed to drag the näkki into the hospital with all her limbs still intact.
The algae haired woman let Beck do all the talking, following her to the reception with what could only be described as a resigned look. Aava stood there slightly slouching, looking at the clean white walls and sniffing the odd air. It was all very weird. Aava decided to stick close to Beck even though their already nonexistent relationship had been damaged slightly by the whole dragging into the hospital.

After the two sat there their time, waiting, a nurse showed up.
"This way," the man motioned friendly, seeming to pay no mind to Aava's weird appearance. Well, maybe he did do a double take, but the nurses must've seen some crazy shit in their time working at a hospital. Especiallyn in the ER.
Beck and Aava were guided behind a curtained space that had a bed the man motioned Aava to sit on. To the näkki this all seemed way too white and clean and strange, so the girl simply stared at the nurse with a confused look.
"Please, sit down," the nurse requested when Aava didn't comply. Turning to Beck, the man continued: "Are you her guardian, or.." He didn't seem all that briefed in on the situation.
All the while there was Aava, hand wandering to touch all the tubes at the side of the bed curiously, bringing her sharp teeth closer for a test bite.

Our Last Summer Together

@Zaxter996 Yeah agreed, maybe we should slide knto DMs for this xD just in case

Our Last Summer Together

@Zaxter996 That's okay! I'm busy sometimes too -- well, I haven't been recently, but I'm saying I understand completely xD I love these characters a lot though, I've grown very attached haha

Our Last Summer Together

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𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵

Location: Beach house
Interacting With: Raven @Zaxter996
Text colour: #adff9f

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Molly could tell her heart was picking up pace, thumping madly against her chest like a drum as Raven nuzzled her or when she stroked the blonde's knotted curls. Molly was so overwhelmed it was hard to breathe. What a way to start a morning! In a good way, the girl clarified in her mind. Definitely in a good way.
Blinking rapidly a few times in an attempt to chase the heavy sense of sleepiness away, Molly smiled slowly, pressing into Raven's touch after her words of reassurance. It seemed Raven didn't either see or mind Molly looking like she had just woken up. This flattered the blonde immensely.
"Thanks... I've been told," Molly replied with a cheeky, sleepy tone all the while she tried to stifle a yawn with the back of her hand. Waking up had never been easy for Molly, but waking up like this... it was terrifying, yes, but so good. She never wanted to wake up any other way: a pretty girl in her arms, offering to... wait, what?
Molly blushed hard at the suggestion of joining Raven in the shower, her mind instantly racing off to some... not so PG imagery. This was only heavily intensified as the girl took off her sleep shorts, making the red of Molly's face a shade darker, no doubt.
"I- Well, I'm..." Molly stuttered, trying to get up after Raven, only to feel a wave of lingering sleepiness take over. Molly gave up to the feeling, letting her body fall back to the sheets face first.
Molly had had shower sex before. Once. It wasn't something she was particularly proud of, but it was the truth. And... It hadn't been as romantic or pleasant as all the movies made it seem. It had been kind of awkward, cramped, and overall very slippery when you tried to maintain your footing against the wet bathroom tiles. Nothing like all that steamy romantic stuff you saw on tv.
But the more she thought about it... the more she wanted to join Raven. Not only could Molly also really use a shower after the previous night, but she really wanted to, well... see what was under the clothes, if you put it nicely.

Molly stayed in the bed for a good few minutes, her inner struggle dominating her whole mind. Just do it, you idiot. 'Yolo', or whatever.
Getting up with a groan, Molly gathered herself only to notice she was still wearing her clothes from the night before. Touching her hair, she realised it indeed was very much full of kinks. And her breath... yup, Molly thought, her breath smelled less than pleasant. By this time Raven was already in the shower, and Molly could hear the water start running. Like an absolute fool, Molly blushed just thinking about the other girl there - behind the shower curtain, naked...
"O-okay, okay, get your dirty mind out of the gutter please," Molly chatised herself with a hushed voice, raking her hand through her hair in an attempt to straighten it. Who am I kidding... nothing about me is straight, Molly snorted at the pun she'd accidentally made. It never got old, really.

Unfastening the flowy skirt she'd fallen asleep with, Molly tiptoed to the bathroom door where she could hear the water running. Opening the door, there was a small hint of humidity in the air from the steam of the shower; a soothing sensation to Molly. Before doing anything else Molly looked at the cabinet above the sink, opening the doors to find a toothbrush and some toothpaste. She knew she couldn't use Raven's, so in an attempt to get her breath to not smell like a rat had died in there Molly just used the toothpaste to make her breath minty. A mint drop would've been the most effective, probably, but this worked in a pinch too. Nodding to herself, Molly took a breath and let her instincts take over, willing her doubtful mind to shut up for once and let her fucking live.
Approaching the shower curtain and stripping off her clothing until only undergarments remained, Molly touched the edge of the curtain.
"Does the offer still stand?" she asked from the other side. She didn't fully strip off in case Raven had only been joking, to perhaps avoid some of the humiliation. However, the blonde's racing heart and flushed cheeks really indicated she hoped an affirmative answer.

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@Kinjaav No worries, I just woke up myself xD

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@Kinjaav Just letting you know - in Finland there is only one pronoun and it's gender neutral, so Aava was referring to Evren as she said "she", but she just (obviously) doesnt understand the meaning of pronouns in english.

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Aava

@Kinjaav

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Aava looked at the woman, dumbfounded, as she was presented with some more coarse linen. Beck was talking, too, making sounds with her mouth that Aava couldn't comprehend. Her understanding of language was too fractured for her to try and make sense of the language. It seemed nothing like Finnish - weird soft phones but still a lot of consonants. Lots of small words that made no sense.
The woman seemed mildly frustrated as she begun gesturing at her own clothes, trying to make Aava understand. The näkki tried her very best to cooperate, nodding along and taking the pants in her hands, trying to put them on like sleeves on her hands. It looked damn funny, probably, and kind of desperate too. It had been a long long time since Aava had been in a possession of any clothes at all, and those times she had long forgotten. Furthermore, the näkki was quite sure that even then she hadn't worn anything as ridiculous as "pants". Why would anyone wear such an uncomfortable cloth?
"Evren on ystävä. Öö... Evren... Friend. She takes care of my," Aava tried to explain as she was pulling the shirt over her head and struggling with fitting her wet head through the collar. Aava was quite proud of her progress, so she continued.
"Pants... These bastards," she proclaimed with the same tone of voice the wolf man had used when the police had been interrogating him. That was all Aava had heard, and he had sounded so angered at the words that they must've meant something negative. And pants... They really were something negative.