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2 yrs ago
Current in less than a week, kenny committed a double homicide on the same person. thoughts and prayers
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7 yrs ago
"I don't attract what I want, I attract what I am. Dead as the bees buzzing inside my head." MM
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7 yrs ago
Boo!
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8 yrs ago
"If you have ghosts, you have everything."
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8 yrs ago
Do you wanna start a cult with me?
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Grim / Grimoire
(they/them)
It's been over a year since I've written creatively but here I am again.
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Some day I'll have enough money to hop on a jet plane and fly there. Hopefully. :]
Béatrix’ eyes widened in surprise at the outburst, mentally taking note of it. The wolf bitch seemed to think she had some kind of authority here, indicating that she was probably old and alpha material. Maybe even old enough to be the one… Trixy thought with a snarl hidden behind her calm eyes.

The shewolf also had little control over her emotions, and was obviously more animalistic than anything else. Tisk, tisk… not a good trait to have in battle, Trixy thought idly. Yet another screamingly obvious fact that arose from all this was that Lupa had a deep hatred for the undead. The humans would be the ones to think this kind of a mixed operation was possible… but this was a racism deeper than any they had ever known. Hell, it is etched deep in our very biology; couldn’t those human scientists have figured that out?

Trixy relaxed against her chair and put her hands in the pockets of her fitted leather jacket, the perfect picture of calm. Eerily calm. “You speak as if you know me, wolf, but you do not. I am not here to kill only your kind. I will kill undead as well, I will slay any crooked supernatural pathetic enough to wrongly use their blessings. Oh yes, you heard me right, I do believe that we undead have been blessed with the greatest gift.” She said with a serene and almost pleased smile.

Béatrix truly did believe that the gift of vampirism that Francis bestowed upon her was an absolute blessing. Becoming a vampire was the moment that Trixy chose to take hold of her life, to relinquish human thought, feeling, weakness… and sickness. Any creature who received such a wonderful gift, and chose to misuse it, was as good as dead in Trixy’s eyes. It was as if those creatures were the very ones that tore out her beloved Francis’ heart.
I'd love to see Australia some day! :]
That explains things, Afghanistan is eight and a half hours ahead and PST is 3 hours behind my time zone.
Béatrix nodded in understanding of Victor’s response. “Investigations sounds like a good fit for me, I have worked alone for a long, long time, as you know.” She said simply, and looked around the table at the others. Perhaps I should have been a little bit more friendly with the Englishman… she thought, noticing the way he flashed a questionable smile at her. Trixy had a feeling he would find any reason he could to use her in missions, and to group her up with the wolves.

Béatrix wasn’t a prisoner for the Regiment, they simply wanted her to join them, and she took them up on the offer. If Trixy preferred to work with the other vampire or human recruits, they would have to let her, or she would simply walk away from the entire operation. Either way, Trixy worked hard to conceal her discontent and hoped for the best, knowing her smile could get her a long way in a place like this.

When Trixy did smile, she noticed the dull pulsing in her gums that indicated when her fangs were threatening to descend. Trixy hadn’t fed yet today, which wasn’t good, given her insatiable hunger for blood – even more so than most vampires. She’d heard that the Regiment frowned upon vampires’ natural feeding tendencies and wondered what they planned to sustain her on instead.

Finally the others started to speak up, the male vampire first and then the more civilized looking wolf girl. Trixy heard them both out with a stone face, not letting any emotion show through, as always. The shewolf seemed to be one of those peace-loving hippies, as if a new generation of thought could sever the age-old feud between their races. Béatrix almost wanted to laugh at the absurdity and ignorance of it all, how could she speak as if she knows our pasts? “I can’t actually be sure if I have taken down the wolf that ripped my love from me, I never saw their sorry face… so the only way to be sure is if I kill them all.” Trixy said with a sly smile, hoping she struck a nerve. “At least the ones who are old enough to have done the deed.” She tacked on, figuring the wolf she was speaking to probably didn’t fit into that category.
I bumped it, maybe that will help bring in more people. :]
Oh, just a late night poster then. :] I'm waiting on others before I respond IC...
Just out of curiosity, what time zone is everyone in? I feel like nobody is ever on when I am, and when you all do post it is like 2AM in my time. I'm in the eastern time zone of the US.
Bump!
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