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Interested! Especially if there are certain roles to fill. Like, slut with a heart of gold, or clumsy shy nerd who falls for a guy way out of her league, or cheerleader who gets humbled in the end. Sounds like fun :)
Isla, Raven, Maria… whatever her name was today, she arrived at the airport and got out with her bag. She locked the car out of habit, eyes hidden behind heavy dark shades despite it being night time, that covered half her face. She was dressed in what she considered casual for her. She had her hair down and straight, but slicked back away from her face. She’d gotten the message they were travelling by night, but she didn’t see a reason to arrive looking drab and depressed. She had trouble with boring unless she had to be.
When the woman boarded the plane, her eyes secretly but immediately went to the two other Black Dogs within, Rune and Striker. ”Hello boys,” she said, surprised Mr. Tinker had yet to arrive. She assumed he was on his way though. Not caring if the two responded, she sat in her seat with her bag and pulled out a book. It was a very worn, tawdry romance novel with a bookmark in the first quarter of the pages. She knew she might get some looks but she didn’t care. It was best to relax right before a mission. She’d spent the last two days rehearsing her part as an attendee to the conference before they grabbed the shapeshifter, and now it was time to make sure she wasn’t wound so tight she gave herself away.
When the woman boarded the plane, her eyes secretly but immediately went to the two other Black Dogs within, Rune and Striker. ”Hello boys,” she said, surprised Mr. Tinker had yet to arrive. She assumed he was on his way though. Not caring if the two responded, she sat in her seat with her bag and pulled out a book. It was a very worn, tawdry romance novel with a bookmark in the first quarter of the pages. She knew she might get some looks but she didn’t care. It was best to relax right before a mission. She’d spent the last two days rehearsing her part as an attendee to the conference before they grabbed the shapeshifter, and now it was time to make sure she wasn’t wound so tight she gave herself away.
Winnie’s eyes popped open. The sun was pouring into the unfamiliar room, and she lifted just her head to look around.
Well… this was a lot different. She’d never been here before. Did they upgrade her jail cell? Oh no wait. Right. They said she was going to some town where she could make new friends.
”New friends!” Winnie said excitedly, jumping out of bed, getting tangled in covers in the process. She fell onto the floor and giggled, looking up to see a boy her age standing there laughing too. That only made her laugh harder. He ran off after that though. ”Wait!” she giggled, untangling herself and starting to run after him. Oh but there was an open closet with pretty clothes!
Winnie picked out a flowing white dress that was probably meant to be a night gown, but she didn’t know any better. She slipped it on and ran her fingers through her long brown hair before happily skipping to the kitchen, now having already forgotten about her illusionary friend from before. She opened the cupboard and found a box of granola bars. Ripping open the box, she pulled two out and began eating out while leaving out of the door. Once outside the door, she stopped dead in her tracks, spitting out the granola bar and turning to quickly open the door again, to make sure she could get back inside. She hadn’t locked it. That’s when she noticed the key on the band on her wrist.
”Oooo” she breathed, eyes wide. She’d never had a key of her own before. She plopped down in front of the cracked door to her home, examining the key like it was the most interesting thing in the world to her at the moment, as it was.
Well… this was a lot different. She’d never been here before. Did they upgrade her jail cell? Oh no wait. Right. They said she was going to some town where she could make new friends.
”New friends!” Winnie said excitedly, jumping out of bed, getting tangled in covers in the process. She fell onto the floor and giggled, looking up to see a boy her age standing there laughing too. That only made her laugh harder. He ran off after that though. ”Wait!” she giggled, untangling herself and starting to run after him. Oh but there was an open closet with pretty clothes!
Winnie picked out a flowing white dress that was probably meant to be a night gown, but she didn’t know any better. She slipped it on and ran her fingers through her long brown hair before happily skipping to the kitchen, now having already forgotten about her illusionary friend from before. She opened the cupboard and found a box of granola bars. Ripping open the box, she pulled two out and began eating out while leaving out of the door. Once outside the door, she stopped dead in her tracks, spitting out the granola bar and turning to quickly open the door again, to make sure she could get back inside. She hadn’t locked it. That’s when she noticed the key on the band on her wrist.
”Oooo” she breathed, eyes wide. She’d never had a key of her own before. She plopped down in front of the cracked door to her home, examining the key like it was the most interesting thing in the world to her at the moment, as it was.
Mira turned around while rubbing her temples, and saw another chick just sitting there drawing. Jumping slightly and taking a step back she mumbled ”Oh, didn’t see you,” and shifted the bag on her shoulder. She walked over to the girl and looked at the drawing, snarling her lip up slightly. ”Creepy,” she said flatly, turning to look as another girl approached. ”Hey. Wait, aren’t there supposed to be 4 of us pigs for slaughter?” she said, running her hands over the top of her head and frowning as she looked around, peering through her shades and wondering if they’d be taken to the castle or not. She was not a patient girl, after all.
The plot is whether or not the newly turned vampires want to join or rebel against the elder vampires. I thought perhaps leading them to the library they would all convene and talk about whether or not to believe the others, while the older vampires discussed everything, but I guess they're too interested in them at the moment. You could always offer up your ideas for additional plot lines, I'm sure.
Obscene Symphony said
He is polite and cordial, although not so much as Evelyn, of course.
Ha, can anyone be?
Mira smirked at Kat’s words, shrugging her shoulders a bit. ”Yeah the crowds I normally find at bars are a bit more… open to talking. But I guess since most of ya’ll know each other… Which is your brother? Personally I like hanging with guys. Unless they get too serious. Guys are all about having a good time until they start to fall for you,” she said, making a ‘tsk’ sound with her lips, a slight snarl on her gaze, as if falling in love would be the most annoying thing that could possibly happen to her. ”Oh, and what all is your group doing later? I have nothing to do tonight if ya’ll don’t mind a straggler,” she said, drinking some more and smacking her lips.
Mira asked for another drink, a bit stronger one this time, and pulled her reflective shades down over her eyes. She got her new drink and looked up as a girl approached her and introduced herself as Kat. Mira raised a brow, hoping the chick wasn’t hitting on her but was just being friendly. Mira didn’t think she could get that drunk…
”Mira,” she said back, eyes covered by the sunglasses and raising her glass a bit to the other girl to say a sort of greeting before taking a drink. ”Are you with anyone else here? Seems like a lot of the people in here know each other. Have to admit- never been to this bar before,” Mira said, running a hand over the top of her head through her hair and shaking it out a bit.
”Mira,” she said back, eyes covered by the sunglasses and raising her glass a bit to the other girl to say a sort of greeting before taking a drink. ”Are you with anyone else here? Seems like a lot of the people in here know each other. Have to admit- never been to this bar before,” Mira said, running a hand over the top of her head through her hair and shaking it out a bit.
Elysia noticed the boy who had been attacked by the gulls with a few nips bleeding. She ran up to him and put her arm around his shoulders, a sympathetic look on her face while she would punch any gull that got near. ”You must be sweet or they wouldn’t try eating you like candy!” she said with a little laugh, trying to make him smile in her own, slightly morbid way. She tried to walk quickly with him towards the group so maybe the safety of numbers would distract or deter the birds, but she didn’t push him. She barely heard Apollo introduce himself, and Martin and Aime. Elysia was especially interested in the girl since she couldn’t hear well. Then again, anything out of the ordinary always intrigued Elysia.
She let her arm slide from around the boy at her side as they entered the town, where the gulls seemed less likely to swoop, staring open mouthed and taking in everything around them. She’d never been outside of her home before now, so seeing everything so different, and yet some similarities, was fun! Except the tower was nothing like anything at home. And once they reached it, she looked upwards until she fell stumbled, almost falling backwards and landing on her rear again. She blushed a bit and smiled, listening to Crythos.
”Ooo a test! I hope it’s fun,” she grinned, bouncing off happily towards the left building to go find her bed.
She let her arm slide from around the boy at her side as they entered the town, where the gulls seemed less likely to swoop, staring open mouthed and taking in everything around them. She’d never been outside of her home before now, so seeing everything so different, and yet some similarities, was fun! Except the tower was nothing like anything at home. And once they reached it, she looked upwards until she fell stumbled, almost falling backwards and landing on her rear again. She blushed a bit and smiled, listening to Crythos.
”Ooo a test! I hope it’s fun,” she grinned, bouncing off happily towards the left building to go find her bed.
Mia awaited the reason for their calling as more odd manner of people joined in the room. She was observing them all at great length when Lady Ophelia and the king began the meeting, discussing their concerns. The more that was said, the deeper Mia’s frown got. She caught the medallion in her palm and ran a thumb over it before placing it in her bag, looking back up to listen once more. She nodded as they seemed to finish speaking for the moment and cleared her throat. ”Can my… reward? Be the recovery of my family?” she asked quietly, hanging on whatever would be said. It had panged her heart when they said all of their families would be well taken care of, considering she didn’t even know if hers was alive.
Her gaze drifted to the summoner when he spoke, finding him rather brash, odd, and annoying at this point. So, he was fighting, good for him, what was all the nonsense before about? Just to let everyone know he was selfish as they come? Well, she supposed that would be useful along the way to know. She shouldn’t trust him because he’d be looking out for only himself. And how stupid to suggest the king go out and defend himself. Even if he did, he’d lose. Everyone needed help sometimes. She just frowned at the man before sighing and shaking her head, looking back to their leaders in hopes for an answer to her question. She knew she should be asking more about their quest, exactly where they'd be going, what all they'd have to do, but in her mind, she'd do just about anything to see her brothers' faces again.
Her gaze drifted to the summoner when he spoke, finding him rather brash, odd, and annoying at this point. So, he was fighting, good for him, what was all the nonsense before about? Just to let everyone know he was selfish as they come? Well, she supposed that would be useful along the way to know. She shouldn’t trust him because he’d be looking out for only himself. And how stupid to suggest the king go out and defend himself. Even if he did, he’d lose. Everyone needed help sometimes. She just frowned at the man before sighing and shaking her head, looking back to their leaders in hopes for an answer to her question. She knew she should be asking more about their quest, exactly where they'd be going, what all they'd have to do, but in her mind, she'd do just about anything to see her brothers' faces again.
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