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Kaalee
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That Single Moment Between Clarity
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What a blast to the past
9 yrs ago
That feel when you apply for jobs and realize you changed your phone number from what's on your resume
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My current mood: What do you mean I speak French fluently? Verb tenses? I don't need to say the right actual words do I?
11 yrs ago
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I just gave blood and now subjected myself to walking up two flights of stairs. That was fun
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I'm interested, I think. Let me just read through everything and then I will work on a character
Adalaide immediately hung up when she saw Ronin, angling herself in front of Anya instinctively.
"You have a lot of nerve to show up here, there are many at play and most a lot more powerful then you. If you have issue, state it so we can resolve it peaceful. You've already caused so much death tonight, there's no reason for your death to join the list." Adalaide said, looking into is eyes and putting as much persuasion as she could into her voice. She didn't think it would work though, so she didn't hold her breath for that solution. Her concentration was broke by the arrival of Hadrian anyways. Adalaide hadn't known he was in the states, let alone New York. Then he started talking and it only confused her.
"Hadrian, you cannot recycle trash. You can incinerate trash, or you can leave it to rot but you cannot recycle it. Either way, there is a reason he blew up this bar, and I personally would like to know why since I'm assuming he was the one to invite us tonight, and not Anya." Adalaide said, feeling like something was on the tip of her tongue. She ran her tongue along the back of her teeth as she thought about it.
"Take out the trash! That is the expression I am looking for, you can take out the trash. Although, Hadrian, have you been living on the streets?" Adalaide raised an eyebrow at him, completely turning her visual focus to the newest comer. She knew Hadrian wasn't her biggest fan and despite there being a psychopathic vampire apparently hellbent on their destruction right there, she couldn't resist annoying him slightly.
"You have a lot of nerve to show up here, there are many at play and most a lot more powerful then you. If you have issue, state it so we can resolve it peaceful. You've already caused so much death tonight, there's no reason for your death to join the list." Adalaide said, looking into is eyes and putting as much persuasion as she could into her voice. She didn't think it would work though, so she didn't hold her breath for that solution. Her concentration was broke by the arrival of Hadrian anyways. Adalaide hadn't known he was in the states, let alone New York. Then he started talking and it only confused her.
"Hadrian, you cannot recycle trash. You can incinerate trash, or you can leave it to rot but you cannot recycle it. Either way, there is a reason he blew up this bar, and I personally would like to know why since I'm assuming he was the one to invite us tonight, and not Anya." Adalaide said, feeling like something was on the tip of her tongue. She ran her tongue along the back of her teeth as she thought about it.
"Take out the trash! That is the expression I am looking for, you can take out the trash. Although, Hadrian, have you been living on the streets?" Adalaide raised an eyebrow at him, completely turning her visual focus to the newest comer. She knew Hadrian wasn't her biggest fan and despite there being a psychopathic vampire apparently hellbent on their destruction right there, she couldn't resist annoying him slightly.
@AtomicNut Sure, and vise versa for his knowledge of her
@AtomicNut They definitely could, although if they're both still alive maybe in his recovery phase instead of his I'm going to kill every supernatural in sight phase
@IncredibleBee Adalaide is a peace keeper. She doesn't just associate with Blackbloods. She will do PR for anyone who has money and sometimes she'll just do stuff so they aren't exposed. The leader of the werewolves might be a good number to have.
I was trying to be able to move onto the next scene since I didn't think we'd have a confrontation with one of the baddies this early
I was trying to be able to move onto the next scene since I didn't think we'd have a confrontation with one of the baddies this early
@Fillet I'm always down for a violin or back up guitar
I'm interested
I'm sorry that was so late, work just got kind of crazy
Adalaide glanced at Norman and Anya before she put her drink down.
"We need to leave, right now." She said, but she heard the beep and she knew it was too late. She threw herself at Anya and over the counter, sliding underneath. She tucked herself into a ball as it started raining down concreet. A large block fell on her, cracking as she was more durable than it. After the debris stopped falling and it sounded like there were others getting up, Adalaide braced her back and pushed up out of the concrete.
"God damnit." Adalaide muttered as she stood up, brushing off dust from her person.
"This is never going to wash." Adalaide sighed as she saw Norman feeding from the sanguinist. She made her way over there, albeit a little awkwardly as she was pretty banged up.
"I apologize for this love." She said to him first before she grabbed his wrist and bit. As the blood hit her tongue she could already feel herself starting to heal. Bones fusing together, tendons going back into place. Once she had her fill she released the Sanguinist.
"Thank you for that, it was well needed." She then followed in Norman's lead, looking for others who were trapped by the wreckage. She also took out her phone and dialed Bastian's number. She needed to know if this was their work or not.
"We need to leave, right now." She said, but she heard the beep and she knew it was too late. She threw herself at Anya and over the counter, sliding underneath. She tucked herself into a ball as it started raining down concreet. A large block fell on her, cracking as she was more durable than it. After the debris stopped falling and it sounded like there were others getting up, Adalaide braced her back and pushed up out of the concrete.
"God damnit." Adalaide muttered as she stood up, brushing off dust from her person.
"This is never going to wash." Adalaide sighed as she saw Norman feeding from the sanguinist. She made her way over there, albeit a little awkwardly as she was pretty banged up.
"I apologize for this love." She said to him first before she grabbed his wrist and bit. As the blood hit her tongue she could already feel herself starting to heal. Bones fusing together, tendons going back into place. Once she had her fill she released the Sanguinist.
"Thank you for that, it was well needed." She then followed in Norman's lead, looking for others who were trapped by the wreckage. She also took out her phone and dialed Bastian's number. She needed to know if this was their work or not.
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