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Current Odyssey BarCrawl: an epic 10 hour journey.
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NYC Graveyard bees wasnt on my years bingo card but yeah metal nature
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"witness me" I whisper to these powered donuts
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Sweet Home AHHWOOOO oh wait I'm conflating things again.
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KILL CASSHERN DEVOUR CASSHERN

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My Art2k25
EST USA timezone but I work nights so meh.
Elder emo
Always willing to share ideas or playlists.
Should the manic panic or specific idea catch my fancy, I'll actually join something.
Till then I lurk.

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Do you know how you want to bring up Claudia to Gregor?


"uHHH bossman, there's a rouge bloodsucker with a sick lightshow in town"

Nah but for real, It'd would probably be an interesting footnote to mention till the Coven gets involved, then it's worth a shout. Kaelen would know more I think as a tracker so we'll see.
Oooo spicy subterfudge in the manor of malice, vamp on vamp action brews! I wonder what the Pack and Cantor will be doing? Big excite, also still Playlist bumpin' thanks @Veilsight!
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Fine, but I live in Florida so not much freeze.


Ah yes, Ive lived that life. You could wake up July or December amd not know the difference save for the license plates 🤣
Might post again, 🤔
Hows th winter freeze treating everyone? 🥶
JJ


As Aksel and Ana crossed through the doorway that he held open, he spotted and motioned to a couch in the lobby. They had begun speaking and lucidly at that, so JJ gave them their berth as his sweat and blood began to fuse together. You could hear a slight sizzle at it did so. JJ sniffed the aroma of chemicals in response. This was beyond strange to him; how hard had he fallen? his eyelids screwed shut and he massaged his temples in denial. He had to get it together or he was going to go mad if he hadn't already. So he gave final glance over to the pair and then the group that still lingered on the Weyham grounds, then made his way to the locker room to retrieve his things and secure a ride out of here. He was already out of his jumpsuit before long, fumbling at his phone to flag a taxi. He slipped out the side of the building and into a lot, head ringing heavily as he did so.


Outisde the bar that Henry tended, a bike rolled up with a strong pitterpatter and two individuals on it, the helmeted driver and the bare-capped JJ. His hair was a mess now but you could tell he was a new man at the moment. He slapped the helmet of his ride and hopped off, nearly hollering over the exhaust tone "Catch you later Nate!"JJ strode in to the establishment energetically. He had a secret or so he thought. Little did he know what the others held also. He spotted a few familiar faces as he entered. They seemed to have made it here after all. He threw his arms out wide and made his way over to Henry to order a drink, "Mate, Henry? Yeah, Do I have something to show y'all oh boy...But first! Blanco Tequila? Hornitos if so two shots please and thank ya!" He sat next to Sky, shouldering him up a wee bit with a sloppy smirk.

He suddenly felt boundless enthusiasm for his fate. A magnetic pulse of energy in his soul like watching a touchdown or goal being made. Odd, but hey he did love to drink. "Nice duds dude, You made it outta there fine I see." Like a cat with a rat JJ was elbows on the bartop, waiting to show his new power. As his anticipation stirred, so did his gaze. He spotted his buddy from before and it made him double -take. There he was, with Ana and enough drinks to juggle. Something about this place made him give them a raised set of brows and a big thumbs up. He was more chipper than a beaver at a lumberyard right now; and that was before he had his Mexican medicine. It was likely to be a wild night for him he supposed with affirmation to himself.
And i am playlisting thanks to @Veilsight 😎
I was hoping to write mine that was going to lead up to Kaelen's entrance, but KP posted first. So, I just haf to add what Vitek was doing, basically.


My bad, but it seems all well n good now. Though I will ask to who should post in response to Kaelen first? So as to not make it a habit xD
Yes, give me musical freedom!! I dig it.

9:01pm, Before the Concert, at The Dorian Jazz Lounge

The chips were fast gone from existence as Vitek ate quickly. He knew no other way. He let the drink sit for a time however and stared into the fathoms. Thoughts of his new home, his old life, why public transit was a modern mess, really anything that caught his fancy take him away. It was nice. He sat for a few minutes as patrons began to enter, some giving him a wide berth. It bothered him not at all.

Vitek's citrus-induced dream suddenly caught a familiar wiff of something, someone, else. He almost snorted in surprise and tried to shrink his large body into a mere pup on a stool. For a brief second he store down the clear glass that he had been so infatuated with. Suffice to say the sudden lurch in emotion was Vitek's response to being caught in the cookie jar. His fellow newblood was just about to enter the door if his nose was right. So Vitek braced himself for the kinship antics that had kept him guessing these last few weeks. Not that he minded, but the man had a way of just popping up on the oblivious. What would tonight's discussion be? It was the first time he'd been followed into this bar, least by a comrade.

As the door shifted open it let in the beginnings of a winter chill. It was brief, but made the large man stiffen upright and stop his silly hiding in pubic. The Swede turned finishing his swig, to the door. Yes, it was his friend Kaelen alright, most of his dark locks hung over his lesser eye at the moment and it bore his lithe frame dangerously. However, staring through the bottom off the glass, the kaleidoscope of fruit turned his grin into a funhouse mirage. Vitek chuckled, a rarity for him, and sat down the empty glass. Surely the two beasts would enjoy this new nightstrike into the void they called life. He turned half around fully to greet the tracker that had sought him out with his back now to the bar, his arms on his knees perched and ready.

"You know, one of these days I will follow you." he spoke in a graveled mock tone he couldn't hold for long. Not without a sly grin and a waving motion for the man to sit next to him. "My lemonade is grand, but monsieur, have you eaten?"
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