Realistic or Modern The Secrets of Redwood (ACCEPTING PEOPLE AGAIN! COME JOIN!)

[madame moiselle]

Location: Her house (Her grandmothers house actually)
Interacting w/: madame moiselle (Judah)
Mentioned: N/A

View attachment 411147 Vienna watched as he began to ponder about it when she had turned around knowing and hoping that he was done putting his clothes on. Vienna tried her best to always be there for Judah, even if it meant letting him crash on her grandmothers couch. But Vienna felt a little dirty for not telling him of what she was, she was going to tell him a year ago when she thought she was ready. But, one day they were talking about the amount of tourist that come in and it was because of the supernatural legends that haunted this town of Redwood. Judah had expressed his dislike of vampires and witches. When he talked of how much he despised those creatures, she got chills on her back. It sounded like such hatred. That day, Vienna stayed quiet and allowed him to talk the rest of the day. Vienna knew that he would judge her and probably not be friends with her anymore because of her being a witch, well half witch. And not to mention that she kept the secret from him for so long. Vienna didn’t want to jeopardize their relationship by saying what she is, she knew that if he left her, she would be devastated, so she remained silent all these years.

Vienna knew that maybe one day she could tell him and he could understand. But she knew with the temper and stubbornness that he had, there was no way she could find the courage to say what she was. Vienna looked around to see that he was eating a grape. He was her best friend, she couldn’t ruin that. He was all she had, besides her grandmother. Her father had disappeared to god knows where, so instead of having a father figure in her life to protect her. She has Judah, her savior. Vienna looked at him when he asked who was driving, she did a little wiggle when she realized that he agreed to going with her. “Clearly I’m driving...in my car, lord only knows that I can’t ride that motorcycle of yours, dressed like this.” She told him as she did a complete 360 in front of him. Vienna liked that she could be herself in front of Judah, it was nice and that is one of the reasons why she loved their friendship. Neither of them judged each other for who they are (personality wise of course). There was acceptance, and Vienna liked that.

Judah Brankovich

the heart is the size of a fist because we were born to fight for what we love. unknown

It felt good to see Vienna pleased like this. Judah felt as if he was doing the right thing---something that he wasn't very familiar with, considering his past full of wrongdoings. He watched her twirl around excitedly, one of her many little mannerisms that Judah managed to pick up, seeing once again just how well the dress fit her. Judah smirked slightly, imagining Vienna riding his motorbike in that getup, seeming so out of place and just about the opposite of elegant. Of course, Judah's motorbike was made for long travels, not some fancy cab for a party by the lake.
They headed outside, the sky creamed pink and purple with hints of orange, with a nice evening breeze passing through; perfect party weather. Judah paused for a moment as they came towards the jeep, remembering to open the door for Vienna to the driver's seat, trying to be some kind of gentleman. He went around and sat in the passenger's seat, turning on the radio as Vienna started the car.
As they began the twenty-minute trip to town, Judah looked out the window, watching the passing scenes of nature and forest flicker by him. It reminded him of the nights he'd spend out in the prairies and patches of woodland, camping out when there was no shelter for him to go to. Those nights, those were the nights where he'd take the liberty to transform, to let the wolf inside him take over. He spent those nights running across the forest, like a true animal, a true predator, alone, fierce and independent. Judah had never been a pack wolf, no, no. He had always had that rebellious streak, that desire for solitariness, to be what he truly was.
A lone wolf.

And though Judah had it in his mind that he was destined for solitude, never being able to keep a long enough relationship to really count as anything, he thought differently for Vienna. It struck as strange to him that Vienna, as beautiful and genuine as she was, still hadn't managed to get somebody, some significant other, even when Judah, despite his frequent departures, knew that there were many who'd gladly take that role. What was Vienna waiting for?

Still, he thought, glancing at her as she drove, her gaze on the road. A wolfish sense of possessiveness came over him, feeling overprotective. She needs protecting. Boyfriend or not.

In no time at all, they had arrived in town. Judah was already seeing people entering cabs and cars, all dressed nicely, no doubt heading for the party. An uncharacteristic sense of unease came over Judah. Obviously, this was no small gathering---there were going to be many people. If only Judah was as good as being social as he was being alone...

They kept going, mostly following the other cabs heading towards the lake. Judah let his eyes wander, trying to spot all the old places he used to visit here as a kid. Redwood had changed and grown more than he was used to---some many new buildings, signs, roads, technology---it definitely wasn't the Redwood he had left decades ago. A sense of homesickness and dread blossomed within him. Suddenly, as they were nearing the large, church-like manor, Judah felt nervous. He never stayed in Redwood for more than a few days to a few weeks---he'd never really go into town, afraid to see just how much Redwood had really changed.
And yet now, in just a few minutes, he was about to walk in and see exactly that.

Judah rolled the jeep window down, gazing at the spectacular mansion. The moment he did, a million scents and sounds assaulted his senses. Judah winced, groaning a bit. He wasn't used to this much influx of activity, wasn't used to all these sights and smells and sounds all being in one place, especially when he had spent weeks out in the country where it had been peaceful and virtually empty. It made him dizzy---he was having trouble distinguishing them all, but the reminder that Vienna was right beside him, expecting him to accompany him to this thing made him snap out of it, more or less. He ignored the unsteadiness and got out of the car, closing the door a little harder than expected and went over to Vienna's side, opening the door for her once more.

"C'mon," he said, his voice low and slightly annoyed at all the activity muddling his senses. He took her hand and escorted her to the entrance, almost cautiously as he looked around at all the people around them as they entered the spacious manoir. His grip tightened around Vienna's slender hand, pausing for a moment. There was something wrong. His senses began to clear, his brain getting used to all the signals, and with it, Judah sensed something else. His grasp on Vienna tightened even more, surely getting him a not-so-nice reaction from Vienna herself. His muscles became tense, realizing what was wrong.
Witches.
And not only that---there was something more. Something worse.
Vampires.



location: augustus atori's mansion
interacting w/: viennetta fray (kind of)
mentions: sprouhtt Kloudy mian beebim viridity idalie Agent23 ​

 

[sprouhtt]

Location: Augustus Atori Mansion ( Agent23 )
Interacting w/: madame moiselle (Judah)
Mentioned: Kloudy mian beebim viridity idalie apolla

Vienna raised can eyebrow at the way Judah was staring at her. It made her blush a light pink color to her cheeks. As soon as Vienna entered high school the last two years ago, she always looked out of place. Vienna evolved, more then the girls at her school in certain places. She looked grown and mature at the age that she is in now. Everything she does is graceful, and poised, which is why she is seen as an adult. Vienna would get asked multiple times by guys at the store whether she was married, or had a boyfriend. Everyone wondered why she never really dated, or at least tried to date. Vienna didn't see anyone here that she genuinely liked, and a part of that might have to do with the fact that she has feelings for Judah, but who knows. Vienna, countless times would wait for Judah whenever he would 'disappear' or 'travel' as Vienna likes to say it. Every time he comes back, she wouldn't say anything except welcoming him with two open arms. The girl is a mystery. Vienna watched as when they got to the jeep, Judah opened the door for her to go in the drivers seat. She was glad that he let her drive, Vienna's driving is really good, but homegirl can speed like no other. Her and Judah are often bickering about the way she drives, so today she was going to relax a bit in front of the wheel since Judah wasn't in the mood. She wondered why. As she drove out of the woods and onto the roads that headed towards the city, she got a bad feeling about this party. Who randomly sends an invitation to the whole town, inviting them to the party. It just didn't make sense, they had to be something behind this. Vienna shrugged her shoulders, she didn't want to think about it too much. She tends to overthink a lot, and when she felt Judah's gaze on her...her cheeks became extremely red. "You know if I have something on my face Judah you should tell me, you're no stranger to me." Vienna told him as she let out a chuckle when they finally arrived in town.

Vienna could see many cars parked on both sides of the streets, half, if not all of the people that lived in Redwood were here. Vienna let out a sigh, as the most painful part began to happen. She had to parrelle park. Vienna found a space up front, just a couple of cars away from the mansion. She brought her jeep up to the car in the front and began to parralle park. Moments later after she was done, she looked to the passenger seat to see that Judah was already gone. But then what surprised her was that he was right outside her door, that was quick. Vienna took his hand and got out of the car, locking it as she made her way with Judah towards the party. She was happy that Judah was here, but the way he let out that tone of annoyance, made Vienna guess that he didn't want to be there. She felt bad for making him go, but she always felt as if that would make him feel a little better. To mingle with people, and hang out with his best friend, Vienna.

Vienna felt as if his grip around her had tighten, which made Vienna question whether this was such a good idea or not. He was already being hostile with his body behavior, Vienna just hoped that nothing would go wrong tonight. Vienna was amazed at how beautiful this mansion was, it was ridiculous. Also, spectacular how they incorporated the church in the mansion. But what Vienna didn't know was that a vampire was the one who lived in the church, pretty ironic right? Vienna felt another tight squeeze Judah gave her, and then another one. Vienna looked at him to see that his muscles flinched, "Are you okay Judah?" Vienna asked as she became concerned.

"If you want to leave, I will be completely understanding of it. I shouldn't have forced you to go with me, I can already see how much you regret it." Vienna told him as she crossed her arms in front of her chest before looking away from Judah. Vienna didn't want Judah to be miserable by staying here.

 

[apolla]

Lissa

The place was huge, and Lissa found herself wondering if people got lost in here. She knew she would. The town of Redwood wasn't that big, compared to what she knew, and she'd gotten lost in it upon arriving. She was a little better off now, but there were times she still had to sit and consult GPS or some sort of map. Despite being huge, the party home was inviting, with all the decor and paintings and people mulling about. The nineteen year old's eyes were drawn towards the alcohol being served, but she wasn't much of a drinker. She'd found that being intoxicated didn't help her magic at all. She wanted her wits about her.

Moving on past the bar area, she saw the dance floor next. There were plenty of people on it, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that Lissa wasn't much of a dancer. Immediately shaking her head, she squeezed through a crowd of people, entering the next room which was a little bit toned down. People stood around, drinking and talking, and appearing to genuinely enjoy the presence of others. Pursing her lips, she wondered if she shouldn't turn around and grab an alcoholic drink after all; it might loosen her up a bit. As it was, she felt tense and uninvited, despite the text message in her phone. No, she didn't belong here. That much was obvious.

Her decision made, she turned to make her way back through the dance floor to the exit, feeling foolish. She'd made it all the way through and outside when her head split open, a migraine worse than any she'd felt before. That combined with the nausea wave that washed over her sent her collapsing into herself, doubling over in pain and sickness. If anyone were to come to her aid, she wouldn't be able to respond, and her pupils would be dilated to almost the size of her entire eye. Wide but unseeing as the vision played in her mind.

A girl. No, a witch. No, not even that. A halfling-- half witch and half human. Lissa only knew this because someone was speaking, holding a picture of a beautiful woman in a red polka dotted dress. When vision Lissa, unseen by all, lifted her gaze she could not make out the features of the person holding the picture. Another person spoke, and Lissa found that she could not make out theirs, either.

"The halfling is the key to the vampires walking in daylight. She cannot be allowed to live... she must die. Tonight."

The picture was torn in half, and the two pieces fell to the ground. Lissa fell to her knees, reaching for the pieces. But as she did, a wolf snarled from across from her. Lissa froze, her eyes meeting those of the large wolf's. A part of her was afraid, a part of her was not, and she was confused. The wolf was protecting... a photo?

The wolf snarled again, and Lissa's fear won out. She screamed, but her scream faded out, as did the sound of the wolf. The girl in the picture was gone, and another one stood in her place. Dark hair, but lighter skin. She stood on a balcony of sorts, not high off the ground at all. She was toying with something as she smoked a cigarette, something small and shiny. Lissa squinted and saw that it was a ring, what appeared to be an engagement ring.

From the shadows behind her, Lissa saw a set of eyes glowing, approaching the girl. As if the girl were alone in a bubble and couldn't hear anything, she didn't hear Lissa call to her, nor did she hear the male vampire approach. Young in appearance only, in a white suit, with splashes of red across it. The man grabbed the girl by her shoulder and turned her around, and then everything went back.

Location: outside of the party, closer to the parking lot

Interacting With: n/a [open!]

Mentions: Vienna ( sprouhtt ); Judah ( madame moiselle ); Veronica ( viridity ); William ( Kloudy )

Spoiler: Current Outfit

Code by apolla

 

[beebim]

Location: At the party/The lake. Interactions: Agent23 ( Augustus ) Mentions: mian ( Adriana )

Kinsley was perplexed, and at that moment, cautious of what was to come. Yet, her curiosity got the best of her and she still decided to follow. It was a short walk to get to the outside of the mansion. Around them, multiple guests respectfully parted out of Atori's path. Kinsley eyed the other witches and werewolves that willingly stepped aside. The witch got a better understanding of the importance- or danger -of this man.

Right before they exited, Kinsley paused and looked back at the party one more time. The crowd had flooded back onto the floor once Atori got to the other end, and the ability to pick out some one in the crowd became near impossible. When wasn't able to catch a glimpse of the woman from before, the witch deflated her shoulders and reluctantly stepped outside-

-and immediately regretted her choice of agreeing to this situation.

Cold. That was the only word Kinsley could really describe the shores of the lake. Cold, and definitely off. Kinsley stood by the backdoor for a moment, considering her choices. She could easily sneak back in and pretend like nothing happened, but that could easily be seen as a threatening rejection in front of one of the most powerful vampires in Redwood.

Kinsley took a deep breath and clenched her jaw as she make her way down to follow Atori to the shore. The erie fog kept them from barely seeing the boat house, and Kinsley frowned as Atori began to explain his request.

Once he was done, Kinsley turned away from him and watched the shores for a quiet moment. The sound of the boat house creaking on the water broke her thoughts, and Kinsley opened her mouth.

"What is this for?" She asked slowly as she unclentched her jaw. "Putting a fuse in a lake-- that is quite an unusual request to ask for a witch."​

 

[viridity]

⏤ veronica devereaux.
outfit ;; i.
where ;; home > party.
with ;; no one yet,
tags ;; n/a.

one of the cons of being a vampire was veronica wasn't able to see herself in the mirror since was mere seventeen-year-old rebellious teen. her empty home was filled with dusty mirrors, draped with off-white sheets that have been hanging there for god knows how long. veronica wandered around what looked like a living room; filled with endless stacks of brown boxes which were shipped from different parts of veronica father's estates that now belonged to her. veronica never felt any guilt or sadness towards her parents' untimely death, she was the reason they died in the first place; veronica just made sure everything went to her instead of her parents' snobby friends.

a lit cigarette dangled in between veronica's painted red lips as she stood outside on one of the many balconies of her estate. her hand hovered in front of her face as her hazel eyes studied the ring that protected her from the sun but also bound her to another vampire, whether she liked it or not. she heard her phone buzz to life as veronica gazed down to see a text message, an invite to a party in town. veronica had nothing better to do, plus she didn't enjoy the idea of going through the piles of boxes that were scattered in her home. moving two months ago was already tiring and veronica had no intention of feeling tired again.

veronica squished the end of the cigarette on the wooden railing of the balcony beofre heading inside, greeting by unhung portraits of one of her past life in the modelling business. the portraits eyed her down as veronica swiftly made her way downstairs and out the door to drive to the party. there was an uneasy feeling bubbling in her stomach but veronica chose to ingore it; who doesn't enjoy a little drama?

 

[Crono]

Chris had been visiting his mother and brother when the text about a party by the lake came in. The man immediately dismissing the text as well as any thought of going, parties weren't his thing. Not to mention not many enjoyed the thought of having an officer at such gatherings, even if off-duty. Except it became clear that his sixteen year old brother was going by the look on the boys face across the table as he read his own text. Their mother quickly caught on and in the end roped Chris in to being a chaperone of sorts. "It'd make me feel better about his being there knowing you were there too", she'd said and he wasn't about to tell her no. The younger brother hadn't been too thrilled about the arrangement either, but had given in to it considering he didn't have to ask permission or try and sneak out if she told him no. So, the brothers set out in the families truck rather than his own police vehicle. Technically going to such an event in it was against the rules, and he wasn't interested in someone from the station potentially spotting it parked outside.

The ride was quiet save the laying of the rules. Chris agreeing not to bother Jacob until they were ready to leave, unless something came up or he needed to check-in. Despite the slightly rebellious streak he saw in his younger brother that reminded him of his own when he was younger, he knew Jacob was a good kid and wasn't about to get into trouble. Mostly what Chris worried about was what he was going to be doing in his time at the party. Eventually they'd arrived and parked, entering the large mansion. "I'll come find you later, got it?" Chris told his younger brother the moment he started to split off to look for his friends but was met with no reply despite him clearly hearing. The man just letting out a small huff, hands shoved into his pockets as he started making his way further into the home. Realizing quickly that most were dressed up for the event, while he'd arrived in what he'd put on that morning. A casual v-neck button up shirt and blue-jeans. Not that he was ever particularly caring about appearances, he'd just rather not stand out exactly.

Location: Augustus Mansion | Tags: Open​

 

[mian]

Adriana Ito
Location: Inside Atori Manor
Interacting w/: N/A
Mentioned: Theo KingHalliwell , Augustus Agent23 , Kinsley beebim

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Adriana wandered around the party a little bit longer, taking sips of her drink here and there and searching around for Theo. He had to be here by now, or at least close. However, the smell of werewolf had suddenly became overpowering and Adriana scrunched up her nose. I need some air. She thought, tossing her now-empty cup in the trash on her way out to the backyard.

When Adriana stepped outside she took a clear breath of air, relieved as the mucky smell of wolves left her nose. At least, it wasn’t as horribly overwhelming as before. She stepped out further into the backyard, looking out on the lake. There, with her heightened sense of sight, she thought she could spy Augustus and the woman from before. What is he up to? She thought, squinting at them. They were headed to a boat house.

She crossed her arms across her chest, pulling her sweater sleeves down. She didn’t want to interfere with whatever Augustus was doing, knowing full well it wouldn’t end well for her, and she didn’t know why she even cared to begin with. If he was going to kill her, so be it. I mean, she didn’t even know the woman. For some reason, though, she couldn’t help but feel almost... jealous. Or mad. Or some other confusing emotion. She hadn’t cared about th3 well being of someone, especially a mortal, in almost her entire 70 years of being a vampire. Besides Theo, of course. He was the only exception to that fact.

She looked around the backyard, some people were talking in small groups, a couple was making out against a tree, and a few other people were walking around to the front. She decided to stick around outside, wanting to keep an eye on Augustus and the woman. Not that she wanted to admit that, though. Also, she had no idea where Theo was or even if he was here yet.

So, she decided to just chill against the side of the house, trying to nonchalantly keep a keen eye on the scene outside.

 

[madame moiselle]

Location: Augustus Atori Mansion ( Agent23 )
Interacting w/: madame moiselle (Judah)
Mentioned: Kloudy mian beebim viridity idalie apolla

View attachment 411558 Vienna raised can eyebrow at the way Judah was staring at her. It made her blush a light pink color to her cheeks. As soon as Vienna entered high school the last two years ago, she always looked out of place. Vienna evolved, more then the girls at her school in certain places. She looked grown and mature at the age that she is in now. Everything she does is graceful, and poised, which is why she is seen as an adult. Vienna would get asked multiple times by guys at the store whether she was married, or had a boyfriend. Everyone wondered why she never really dated, or at least tried to date. Vienna didn't see anyone here that she genuinely liked, and a part of that might have to do with the fact that she has feelings for Judah, but who knows. Vienna, countless times would wait for Judah whenever he would 'disappear' or 'travel' as Vienna likes to say it. Every time he comes back, she wouldn't say anything except welcoming him with two open arms. The girl is a mystery. Vienna watched as when they got to the jeep, Judah opened the door for her to go in the drivers seat. She was glad that he let her drive, Vienna's driving is really good, but homegirl can speed like no other. Her and Judah are often bickering about the way she drives, so today she was going to relax a bit in front of the wheel since Judah wasn't in the mood. She wondered why. As she drove out of the woods and onto the roads that headed towards the city, she got a bad feeling about this party. Who randomly sends an invitation to the whole town, inviting them to the party. It just didn't make sense, they had to be something behind this. Vienna shrugged her shoulders, she didn't want to think about it too much. She tends to overthink a lot, and when she felt Judah's gaze on her...her cheeks became extremely red. "You know if I have something on my face Judah you should tell me, you're no stranger to me." Vienna told him as she let out a chuckle when they finally arrived in town.

Vienna could see many cars parked on both sides of the streets, half, if not all of the people that lived in Redwood were here. Vienna let out a sigh, as the most painful part began to happen. She had to parrelle park. Vienna found a space up front, just a couple of cars away from the mansion. She brought her jeep up to the car in the front and began to parralle park. Moments later after she was done, she looked to the passenger seat to see that Judah was already gone. But then what surprised her was that he was right outside her door, that was quick. Vienna took his hand and got out of the car, locking it as she made her way with Judah towards the party. She was happy that Judah was here, but the way he let out that tone of annoyance, made Vienna guess that he didn't want to be there. She felt bad for making him go, but she always felt as if that would make him feel a little better. To mingle with people, and hang out with his best friend, Vienna.

Vienna felt as if his grip around her had tighten, which made Vienna question whether this was such a good idea or not. He was already being hostile with his body behavior, Vienna just hoped that nothing would go wrong tonight. Vienna was amazed at how beautiful this mansion was, it was ridiculous. Also, spectacular how they incorporated the church in the mansion. But what Vienna didn't know was that a vampire was the one who lived in the church, pretty ironic right? Vienna felt another tight squeeze Judah gave her, and then another one. Vienna looked at him to see that his muscles flinched, "Are you okay Judah?" Vienna asked as she became concerned.

"If you want to leave, I will be completely understanding of it. I shouldn't have forced you to go with me, I can already see how much you regret it." Vienna told him as she crossed her arms in front of her chest before looking away from Judah. Vienna didn't want Judah to be miserable by staying here.

Judah Brankovich

yeah, sure, he's hard to love---but really, who wants a love that's easy? unknown

Judah's first thought had been to get out of here---honestly, how could he have ever thought this was a good idea? His heart began to beat faster, his jaw clenching.
It was no secret Judah hated vampires. It was a resentment that had been passed down every werewolf generation, cultivated and reinforced by the numerous clashes between the two species throughout history. There had always been bad blood between the two, and there would most likely always be. If there was anything Judah was, it was stubborn and close-minded, as all young alphas were. Growing up in an environment where tension and hate were always in the air, what could you expect?
Old, buried memories flashed at the back of his mind; how many times had he seen his father and the rest of his uncles come home late at night, covered in wounds? How many times had he heard the distant clashes between claw and fang as he struggled to sleep?
These were the early childhood memories that Judah thought he had buried a long time ago---memories long forgotten that had suddenly resurfaced, forcing him to remember, even when he didn't want to. It reminded him of the future he could've had, the destiny his birthright had long ago deemed, reminded him the way the vampires had stolen their land, killed his once proud father in cold blood, and worst of all, murdered Julia and anyone else in his family daring to stay.


Judah gritted his teeth, trying to suppress a growing wolf-like growl from the bottom of his throat, a flurry of jaundiced emotion flowing through his veins. His murky blue eyes roamed the scene, taking in every detail, unable to spot the vampires, but knowing they were very, very near. Their scents filled his nose---more than he could bear. To be so near the very same creatures that had played one of the biggest roles in his family's destruction was almost too bad to be true. Witches were no better---magic mongrels without the slightest idea in their heads. These were the sentiments that had been reared in his family for years, grown to their fullest. Judah felt the urge to leave---just like all those other times; leave and go away for who knows how long, despite Vienna, despite his agreement to this idiocy of a party, despite the risk of breaking her heart.

In all this growing emotion and thought, Judah didn't even realize Vienna had spoken until the very last few seconds. He turned to her, seeing the way she had backed away from him, arms crossed, not even meeting his gaze. Her hurt and understanding made him loosen a bit, softening his hardened features. He relaxed, realizing what a fool he was. He glanced around, trying to formulate what to say, knowing he owed it to her. The least he could do was stay, even if it was just for a few hours. He could handle it.
"No," was his first response, taking a step closer to her. "No, no, I---I don't regret it," he said, trying to sound convincing, taking her hand in his, making sure to be gentle. "I'm not leaving," he assured her, his voice determined, maybe a bit harsh. "I owe this to you---I'm staying here and I promise I'll make it up to you by---"
Judah paused, taking a quick look around, trying to find something. Then, he spotted the dining tables, full of delicacies and drinks.
"Byy getting the both of us drinks," he finished, giving her a nod before heading towards the tables, scanning the options; wine, white champagne---and then he found it. It was a fine bottle of sherry---one of Vienna's favorites in terms of wine. He grabbed it and poured the both of them a glass, turned around and then---
He bumped right into someone, causing the sherry to spill all over their attire. In the surprise of the moment, Judah had dropped one of the glasses, but before it could hit the ground, Judah caught it, thanks to his reflexes.
"Shit," he muttered, quickly turning around to place the glasses on the table, grabbing a few expensive-looking napkins and handing it over to the sherry victim, murmuring a low, "Sorry." He didn't dare meet them in the eye until the very last moment. And when he did, Judah thought his heart missed three beats.

He couldn't believe it.
Veronica.


location: augustus atori's mansion, near the dining tables being an absolute goof
interacting w/: veronica devereaux ( viridity )
mentions: sprouhtt viridity mian Agent23 idalie Kloudy
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[Agent23]

Location: Boathouse/Lake redwood
Interactions: beebim (Kinsley)
Mentions: (all)

Once he had opened the boathouse he pulled the keys off of the hook near the door, pausing just for a moment to turn on the lights revealing that the boathouse too was clean as a whistle. Not even dust was present. The boat itself was nothing fancy, it was a simple wooden rowboat with a motor attached to it. He could sense Dr.Wrights apprehension in her words and made an attempt to relax her. "i am sorry i would've asked someone else, but im afraid you have the steadiest hands in town Dr.Wright. tonight i do not view us as different. We are all simply trying to enjoy ourselves. The fuse is for a light show i have been setting up at the bottom of the lake." he climbed into the boat and put the key into the motor. "it will be a grand finale of sorts. I could pay you if you'd like." he added the last part just as he turned the motor on, turning away to give her time to change into the wet suit.​

 

[viridity]

⏤ veronica devereaux.
outfit ;; i.
where ;; party.
with ;; judah.
tags ;; madame moiselle

the smell of different species overwhelmed veronica's nose; the smell of dirty dogs and fresh blood stung her nose. veronica scrunched up her nose in disgust before heading inside, already craving a cigarette and a drink as she stood in the middle of the party. it was clear that most, if not all, of the town were there to party and have a good time. her eyes studied the room filled with already drunk townsfolk with laughter echoing through her ears. it was all overwhemling for her, veronica spun on her heels and began to make her to way to find alcohol.

the sea of people seemed to separate after once glance of veronica; her ghostly like appearance and dressed in all black sent shivers down the party-goers as veronica finally made her way to the table. as she fumbled, veronica pulled a cigarette out of the tiny box and lit it, placing it in between her lips as she poured herself a glass of whiskey. veronica glanced around her surrounding area before slipping a silver flask from her bag and pouring a few drops of blood into the alcohol. she quickly slipped the flask back before puffing a smoke of air in a thin line. veronica turned around and felt another body bump into her, knocking her bloody drink onto the ground. a hiss escaped from veronica's lips as she watched the drink crash. after missing a beat, veronica looked up to see the culprit.

if she was still alive, veronica swore her heart would've stopped. her eyes locked with his as her painted lips stayed open in shock; he was alive, and smelt like a dog. "well fuck me," veronica purred with an angry tone in her voice, "how's it been jb? found anyone else to fuck and then leave?" she hissed, her eyes turning a dark red as she spoke, a silly habit her eyes did whenever she was angry. a certain smell tickled her nose as she stood close to judah, an almost daring look upon her face "did you happen to forget to tell me something by the way?" veronica asked with a raised brow as she crossed her arms, "because you smell like a wet dog, darling."

 

[beebim]

Location: The lake. Interactions: Agent23 ( Augustus ) Mentions: mian ( Adriana )​

Kinsley took a deep breath as Augustus opened the boat house, stepping aside in order to let her peak in. She took a small step forward, ducking her head inside the boat. The witch was pleasantly surprised- the clean and bright wood of the interior contrasted greatly with the gloomy dark water. Kinsley nodded and ducked her head back out, stepping back once more and facing the host.

"Thank you for the offer, but I think free wine is sufficient enough. This is just a- well, little unusual, is all. I'll, uh, I guess I'll be back in a moment." Kinsley replied, taking the suit in her hands before heading out closer to the trees.

The witch paused for a moment and looked around her, making sure she wasn't going to be interrupted anytime soon. She noticed someone watching the lake from the back of the house, but the person was too far away for her to make out anyway. Still, she decided to take a few more steps into the forest before promptly taking her top off. She mourned the state of her outfit as she shuffled out of her pants and folded them on the ground, kicking them to the side. Kinsley flushed slightly in embarrassment as she quickly attempted to fit into the tight wetsuit. A few minutes of cursing and sighing finally got her the results she wanted, and Kinsley glanced down at her new fitting with a frustrated expression.

The witch turned away and headed back to the boat house, leaving her clothes behind at the edge of the forest. Kinsley made swift work to cross the shore, tying her long hair back in the tightest bun she could muster before making it to the edge of the shore. The boat was already a few feet out in the water, so Kinsley stepped in the lake and shuddered a the cold before promptly climbing into the back of the boat. She glanced in where Augustus was steering the boat but did not go inside, instead deciding to sit on the stern of the boat.

Kinsley turned one more time to look at the mansion before turning back around. She knew this wasn't a smart decision.

"Ready when you are, captain."

​

 

[Agent23]

Location: Lake redwood/The party.
Interaction: beebim (Kinsley)
Mentions: N/A

Atori simply nodded making no comment. This woman would be alone with him out on the lake and based off of earlier comments she knew full well who and what he was. This type of trust is what would overcome the divisions. But he knew that due to the fact that he was taking dr.wright a mile or so out onto a lake alone with what she obviously knew was a vampire, he should at least make an attempt to conversate. "So dr.wright, what you will be seeking out is a metal box with wires branching out from it. Its about 12 meters down. Meaning i can see you every step of the way, if you are in trouble i will help though i do not forsee much of an issue. Once we are done, we shall see about getting you warmed up and fed. I cannot thank you enough."
he looked towards he party his brow furrowing a bit as he heard "You smell like a wet dog, Darlin" it seemed tension was building which meant he would need to wrap things up here. "See you again soon Dr.Kinsley." he said in a kind tone now focusing half his attention on the party.​

 

[TabShift]

Location: House--> party
Interactions: N/A

Robin had been sitting alone in her empty house, as she had done now for weeks. She had tried to conjure up the courage to leave, to go and seek help... but fear always got the better of her. The vampire that forced her into this and killed the only person she trusted, he was still out there. And she was sure there were probably many more like him- with dark secrets and thirst for blood.

However, something had started to change her mind- a text. She had received it earlier today and had been toying with the idea of going, for she knew many people of the town would be attending and she might be able to find some help, or at the least some answers. She had sat, picking up her phone and re-reading the text, feeling more and more compelled to go.

The party had started a while ago now, but she had finally decided to go. Thankfully, the sun had set, as she was not sure if or how the daylight would affect her. She slung on an outfit and unlocked her door for the first time in so long. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out and walked to the location, which was close to her.

She arrived outside of the house and was overcome with anxiousness, a million thoughts circling through her head. However, she was here now, and there was no going back. She opened the door and entered into a vast and luxurious hall, filled with people. She slowly made her way over to a corner, hoping she had not drawn attention to herself, and observed the party.

Spoiler: Outfit

 

[mian]

Adriana Ito
Location: Inside Atori Manor
Interacting w/: N/A
Mentioned: Theo ( KingHalliwell )
​

After awhile, Adriana came to the conclusion she was just being stupid and went back inside the house. I need another drink. She decided, pulling out her phone to check for any updates from Theo. She sighed as she discovered there were none. As she made her way back to the drink table she almost decided to just leave. She felt out of place and frankly pretty on edge. There were a lot of vampires and there were werewolves. Not a good combo at all.

She poured herself a glass of wine, taking a long sip before filling it up a little more and heading away from the table. She could feel a thick layer of tension in the air. It was practically palpable and it was growing with the scent of werewolf, angry werewolf. She could sense hairs prickling, blood boiling. This isn't going to be good.

Adriana made her way to a large staircase, settling on leaning against the side wall and watching the room. Maybe she'd see someone she knew, maybe she'd spy the werewolf in question who's scent and emotions were so overwhelming she could practically taste them. She took another sip, hoping to wash it away. Sometimes heightened senses really sucked.

As she stood, scanning the room, she happened to make eye contact with a coworker from the bar. Oh great, here we go. She thought, as he quickly said something to the group he was with before pushing through the crowd towards her. He approached her with a large, excited smile. "Adriana! You're here!" He said, looking her over. "You look great." His name was Matt, he was a plain and simple human, and he never left Adriana alone. He always asked her out to this local sports bar, always asked her for her number. Adriana had half the mind to kill him and drink him completely dry, she certainly had a lot of changes to, but she never did. Why? Because he always covered her shifts. Priorities.

Adriana gave him a smile that was undetectably fake. "Hey, Matt. What brings you to Atori Manor? Do you know Augustus?"
He laughed. "No, are you kidding? I'm surprised I even got an invite!" He was too close for comfort, and Adriana could hear is feeble little mortal heart beating. He was drunk, she could smell the alcohol on him and in his blood. "Do you know Augustus?" He asked.

She snorted, scratching her upper lip as to signal him with her body language that she wasn't buying this. "Yeah, in a way I do."
He gave her a look. "That sounds vague. You an ex of his or something?"
This time Adriana actually laughed out loud. "No. Not even anything close."
Matt laughed awkwardly, looking at his friends who gave him a subtle nod, then turning back to Adriana. "This place is like, huge, isn't it?"
She tried not looking at him like he was stupid. "Yeah, it is." She responded.
She heard his heart rate speed up. "Maybe we could... look around? Maybe get lost?" He said in a low voice, leaning in.
Adriana scoffed and looked to the side, breaking eye contact with Matt. Beer made him ballsy, that was for sure.

Alright. She decided. Shifts be damned. Party be damned. She looked back at him, taking another sip of her wine. "Actually," She began. "I've been dying to checkout the woods around this place. I've heard they're haunted."
Matt gave her a funny look, then smiled mischievously. "Oh really?"
"Yeah, with Augustus' victims." She continued. "Some say he's a vampire, you know."
Matt scoffed. He was one of those rare humans in Redwood that were too stupid to notice the world around them. The world outside of football, beer, and chicks. "Vampires aren't real." He told her. She just shrugged.
"It sounds spooky, though." He said. "I'm in." He grinned as he added, "You can hold my hand if you get scared."
"Great." She forced a flirty smile, taking his wrist and leading him towards the back door. She could feel him twist to look at his buddies again, surely they were giving him a thumbs up as he smiled at them, drunk and stupid.
Adriana smiled to herself. Not only was he stupid for not realizing she's gay, he's stupid for not realizing she's dangerous.

 

[beebim]

Location: The lake. Interactions: Agent23 ( Augustus ) Mentions: N/A

Kinsley watched from the stern as the large mansion slowly began to shrink. She could barely make out the windows at this point, and Kinsley furrowed her eyebrows in slight worry. Then, she turned back towards Atori, watching him closely as he joined her on the stern and explained to her his plans. The witch sighed and pulled on some gloves, grabbing the fuse from her side and standing up. She walked over to the edge of the boat, looking down at the dark water and releasing a shaky sigh.

Kinsley looked back for a moment, and noticing that Atori had his attention elsewhere, rolled her eyes and looked back at the water.

The metal box with wire mesh, Kinsley repeated in her head as she clutched the fuse in her hand, it should only take five minutes- let's hope he doesn't ditch me here.

And with that, Kinsley took a deep breath and jumped down into the water. Immediately, all she felt was cold. The wetsuit wasn't helping much- but she managed to suppress a gasp as she slowly opened her eyes and barely managed to catch sight of the metal box below. Kinsley squinted her eyes as she quickly began to swim down to the box, her heart beating fast from the cold and task at hand. Finally, it seemed like ages before she found the large box, and Kinsley put her feet out in order to land in front of the mesh wiring. The water was still too dark to see anything, so Kinsley shut her eyes tight and quickly thought of incantation. She opened her eyes and unfurled her free hand, watching as soft light slowly grew from her palm. Once done, she made quick work of her task- crouching down in the water and peering into the open mesh. She took the fuse in her other hand, and thanks to the light, was able to quickly stick the fuse where it was supposed to go. Kinsley leaned back and unlocked her feet from the box, her chest hurting from the lack of air. She slowly swam back up, breaking the water with a loud gasp.

Seeing that the boat was still there, Kinsley made the short swim back and hefted herself back onto the stern. Shivering, Kinsley sat down and muttered another incantation under her breath in an attempt to warm herself.

She didn't check if Atori was still there- she was just glad that she was finally out of that freezing water.

"Y-you better have the best wine in all of Redwood, Augustus- because I'm going to get hammered after this." She said in a joking matter, rubbing her hands together.

​

 

[Kloudy]

William Rundell Haus Code

It was a curious thing, watching humans interact. They could be such fickle creatures, especially when intoxicated. William often found it hard to believe he had once been one, a thought that touched a faint smile to his face. And that too, he often caught himself smiling. Perhaps he was too jovial? The smile faded as he swirled his wine and sipped it again. His self image was important to him, such was the arrogance or vanity of being a timeless vampire like himself. But pretending to be all serious and reserved like Augustus sometimes was often left William bored and hungry for entertainment. And it was times like those that his... hobbies got a little out of hand.

“Oh? He’s a brave one.” William’s eyes were magnetically drawn to one of the humans he had been watching. Eyebrows raised in mild interested, he observed how the young man approached a girl with blistering confidence. It was an interesting interaction and even William could see how uninterested she appeared from all the way across the main room’s open floor, courtesy of his incredibly improved vampiric sight. The conversation looked fairly one sided and awkward, so William turned away, apparently finished observing the livestock. And that was when the smell hit him. It was faint at first, but grew more pronounced as he singled it out. It smelled of vampire, which was not particularly unique given that there were quite a few vampires at the party currently. William frowned in thought. What troubled him was that the scent was disturbingly familiar, as it he knew it well. Returning his cool gaze back to the two, he realised the smell was coming from the female. She was not a human then, but that didn’t explain what was happening. He was certain that he either didn’t know her or couldn’t remember meeting her. It was a predicament that both excited and worried him. Perhaps she was the spawn of some noble he had met centuries ago, she certainly had that pureblood flavour to her smell. He moved from his location towards the two.

While making no sound, William approached the two from an angle they couldn’t quite see him from. It was only after the door had been opened slightly did William smoothly lean in at the end of his stride in one fluid motion, forcing the door closed again with his body weight. “Why, hello there. I do hope you two weren’t planning on going anywhere off limits. I hear the woods are especially restricted tonight.” The charmingly sinister smile of sincerity he offered the two seemed lost on the drunk male, who decided to get angry and demand William move aside.

William got up from resting against the door and snaked a hand behind the young man’s head, pulling him in close to whisper in his ear, “Why don’t you fetch us some drinks?” The unlucky drunk seemed to frown in confusion for a moment before turning on the spot and, without hesitation, deciding to plow directly through the crowd to the drinks bar. With that taken care of, William turned back to the girl still in front of him and offered her a gloved hand, “William, it’s a pleasure. What might your name be?”

His voice contained no trace of mischievousness, just natural gentlemanly respect and charm. It was an important skill for those such as himself, “If I may, I do have another question for my lady. Forgive me if I’m mistaken, but have we met before?” Taking the hand she would offer to him, he would move to kiss it. As he pulled back, she would notice a small trickle of blood on her knuckle. Similarly, a few droplets were now spotted on William’s lips, but he licked them away before any potential eavesdroppers could notice.
mian

 

[lavendre]

[div class=img][div class=hover]location: restaurant → the party
interactions: none
mentions: none

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ELVIRA NAPOLEONI

Elvira's days working as a hostess were anything but mundane. She always wished for a calm, quiet day at the large, busy restaurant, but something always happened. Sometimes, there was a mess-up in the kitchen, or someone got the wrong order, and the girl had to be there to fix these things and reassure the guests that everything was fine. It was easy for her to be a kind and friendly hostess who happily greeted guests, but the hard part was making sure everything was going well in the kitchen when it usually wasn't. It wasn't that the waitresses and chefs were incompetent, but there were more people than usual, which made everyone rather anxious and prone to messing up. She thought that they would have learned by now that it was always going to be busy, but apparently, they didn't.

The sun was setting, which meant there would be fewer people coming in and closing time would be very soon. Elvira was glad too - she had most of her classes in the daytime and her shift was later and shorter, so when she got off, she had more time for herself. She watched as more and more guests finished their meals left. The restaurant, which was bustling just an hour before, was now silent. She always helped to clean up afterward, to make sure to wipe up any spills or scrape off any gum that was possibly under those tables.

As she clocked out, a sharp ringing came from her phone. She checked to see what it was and she saw a text about a party. It was an unpleasant surprise to her. How did this person get her phone number? Was it some stalker? Elvira shrugged, knowing there were weirder things in the town, and decided to attend the party. She wouldn't bother getting dressed up - her dress was semi-formal and it looked okay, without any noticeable stains. She wore simple black heels that didn't stand out in any way, but looked good with her outfit. However, she decided to remove the ponytail that her hair was put in, letting it flow freely in its huge curls.

Elvira headed straight to the party, arriving at the manor. She gazed at it in awe and silently wished that she had gone home to dress up more formally. Nevertheless, she was already there and she could not go back simply to change her dress. She walked into the mansion, observing the grand hall and all the people in it. She could not afford to draw attention to herself, especially in the midst of so many humans, despite being partly human herself. Upon sniffing the air, she smelled alcohol and she grimaced slightly. Elvira never liked alcohol - she would always get sick if she took too many shots. She took a glass of wine anyway and sipped it slowly while looking around.

Spoiler: Elvira's Outfit

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[KingHalliwell]

Theo Prescott
Location: Atori Manor
Mention: mian
Interaction: mian ​

Theo walked into the house, arriving a lot later than he would have preferred, Hoping Adriana wouldn't be too mad at him. The traffic caused by the sheer amount of people trying to get this party was ridiculous. Theo instantly started looking around for Adriana, having received her text a while ago. Spotting her in the corner talking with one of their coworkers, Matt. The conversation looked painful and he started his way over, Matt was a strange man and always made weird comments. Theo squeezed passed another partygoer before he stopped momentarily to grab a drink from the table. When he looked up he noticed that Adriana was heading towards the back door with him. He tried to call out her name, but it was lost in the sea of people. Theo pulled out his phone as he walked and watched his friend leave he texted her telling her that he had arrived and to wait up. Hoping to catch up with her before she disappeared into the crowd

 

[TabShift]

Location: Party
Interactions: lavendre

Robin watched the party but never joined in, just standing in the corner. Every time she saw a tall male figure out of the corner of her eye, her heart beat faster and she turned nervously, expecting to see the vampire that haunts her dreams. But it was never him- she was just being paranoid.

She was done with this. She needed to go home where she could lock the doors and play her music alone. The sheer number of people was overwhelming, let alone the fact that any one of them could be some sort of creature... She headed for the door with her head down, trying to keep a low profile as she didn't want to see any of her school friends who might be questioning why she isn't at school after being so devoted to her education recently. She also didn't want to draw attention to the fact that she had been here a mere half-hour, stood in the corner, and was now leaving; that was undoubtedly strange and she didn't want so many strangers to think that way about her.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't see a girl heading towards her, holding a glass of wine. They bumped into each other with force, causing Robin to fall over and wine to be spilled over both of them. Robin rose quickly and started apologising to the girl with the long curls.

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going, this is all my fault. There's wine on your dress... I'm so sorry" - (a true Brit, full of apologies.)

 

[mian]

Adriana Ito
Location: Inside Atori Manor
Interacting w/: William Kloudy
Mentioned: Theo KingHalliwell ​

Adriana looked at the man who had just suddenly stepped in front of her, and who had shooed away her snack, with a slight confusion and a little bit of irritation. Obviously, he was a vampire. Not only did he smell of it he looked of it. He was old, too. She could tell by his manners. She could also sense he was powerful, not only because of age, but also because he was of noble blood. All of those factors equaled danger, especially since he had stopped her. Usually nobles ignored Adriana, seeing her as common vampire trash that would be killed off within their first 100 years of being undead, so it was extremely unusual that she was approached by one.

"I'm... Adriana." She said, cautiously. "And no, I don't think we've met before." She slowly pulled her hand away from him, noticing the small red mark on her knuckle. Fuck, what did I do now? She cursed in her head. Was this guy tracking Matt all night, and now he's pissed I tried encroaching on his meal?

No, that's not it. She decided. Matt was gross, not necessarily appearance wise but blood wise. He didn't eat well, drank gross beer every weekend, certainly his blood tasted like lake water. She wasn't going to feed off Matt for his blood though, she was just sick of him and wanted him to leave her alone permanently. An old, noble vampire would never waste time and energy on such an unworthy meal.

"What can I help you with... William?" She asked, crossing her arms loosely across her chest. She was on edge, on alert, but she couldn't show any body language that was too defensive. This man was playing like a gentleman, but she could tell he would kill her with no second thought if he felt she was challenging him.

Suddenly, with her heightened hearing, she heard Theo's voice call out form the distant crowd. Fuck. She tried not showing concern to William, playing it cool. She just prayed to any God above that Theo didn't find her and come over. She was tangled up in something and she didn't want Theo stumbling into it.

 

[KingHalliwell]

Theo Prescott
Location: Atori Manor
Mention: mian Kloudy
Interaction:
​

Theo kept walking and pushing his way through the crowd, apologizing as he knocked into people. At the right angle, he could just make out Adriana and Matt talking to a random man that Theo had never seen before. As he walked he sipped the drink, what he thought was just a simple mixed drink turned out to be mostly alcohol and a small bit of flavor. He stumbled over a random foot and into a small patch of free space, giving him a second of breathing room. When he made it outside Adriana was mid-conversation, so he stayed off to the side just in hearing range and waited for her to finish so that he could greet her. The man that Adriana was talking to was screamed 'power'. His stance, his everything and it caught Theo off guard

She was crossing her arms and Theo noticed her stance seemed a bit defensive, but he chalked it up to her maybe not knowing the man. He thought about moving into the situation, but he had always seen Adriana take care of herself so he brushed it off and stayed where he was glancing about the area. Sipping his drink that was far too much alcohol to be enjoyable.

 

[sprouhtt]

Location: Atori Manor (On the porch in the backyard)
Interacting w/: madame moiselle (Judah)
Mentioned: apolla (Lissa) & Agent23 (Augustus Atori)

Vienna listened to him talk, but she knew that he wasn't telling the whole truth to her, only parts of it. Even though Judah was open to her, he still wasn't completely honest with her. But Vienna can't judge him for that, she wasn't completely honest with him either. They both had their secrets and mysteries. Vienna nodded her head when Judah had offered to get her a drink. She watched as Judah walked off towards the bar, as he did, Vienna watched as his gluteousmaximus swayed side to side. Man, was he fine. Many people in town used to think that Vienna was with Judah, but in reality they weren't together together. They were just really great friends. Vienna looked around to see what she could do, but she was at a loss. Vienna didn't really socialize that much, the kids in town would mostly smoke plants, drink and do stupid things so she was never up for it. Vienna walked around and looked out back, she walked out of the mansion and began walking around the backyard, but she saw something or maybe someone lying on the ground. Vienna tried her best to make out what it was, but she couldn't see. She decided to go forth and look at what it was, Vienna was stunned. It was a girl who was lying there unconcious, she felt sorry for the girl. Vienna wondered what happened to her, she decided to walk closer and crouch down. Touching to see if the girl had a pulse on her wrist, she did. Vienna looked around to see if anyone was looking, and then she looked down at her hand before looking at the girl. Vienna couldn't use the golden light. She just couldn't. Besides, the girl wasn't seriously injured, maybe she just passed out due to drinking too much. Vienna grabbed the girl by the arms and hoisted her up over her shoulders. It was a good thing Vienna exercised because a couple of years ago she was weak. But also, the girl is pretty lightweight.

When Vienna got to the porch on the back, she rested the girl on the porch. Vienna closed the door to the porch, making sure that the noise wasn't going to bother the unconscious girl. She probably has a concussion from falling on the floor. Vienna waited until she came too, until she remembered that she could make the girl conscious again without using her powers. Vienna walked down the stairs of the porch and looked for a lavender flower and hopefully sage. Vienna found the lavender flower and plucked it out of the ground, she hoped that Augustus's wouldn't mind her taking one of his flowers from the garden in the back. Vienna didn't find sage, so she substited grass from the ground. Vienna went back up to the porch where the girl was and she took off one of her red heels and set the lavender and the grass in front of her where she began to crush the plants with the tip of her heel. Once it was well crushed, Vienna took the crushed plants in her hand and lifted the girls head onto her bare lap since the skirt of her dress had risen up her thigh. She hovered the crushed plant underneath the unconscious girls nose and hoped that she came too. This was a remedy her grandmother had taught her a couple of month ago, and it really helped. Vienna hoped that the strong smell of the crushed plants would help wake the girl, and if it didn't then she would find help.

 

[Agent23]

Location: Lake Redwood/ Atori manor.
Interactions: beebim (Kinsley).
Open.
Mentions: everyone.
When she got herself back on the boat Augustus produced a blanket from the bench under the seat. He handed it to her chuckling a bit at her comment, "An argument could be made that i own the finest wines in the country. Worry not you will get plently "hammered", i even have a guest room for you so you needn't worry about transportation." he turned the motor up to max so the ride back would be short. Seeing as how she already knew what he was he made no efforts to mask his abilities. He tied the boat up and hung the key up in the span of a heartbeat and was already back at the boat to offer his hand in helping her out. "You can change here or in the house, either way i must attend to the crowd for now. Find me when you are ready and i shall give you your tour and your choice of my top shelf." after a short polite bow he vanished moving across the 100 or so yards to the house fast as a bullet yet silent as a whisper. He scaled the side of the house and into the window of the top floor a blur of black in the night. He took a moment to adjust his jacket, not even bothering to check his non-existent reflection in the mirror before descending the stairwell subtly into the crowd.​

 

[apolla]

Lissa

Lissa could faintly hear sounds of a party going on. People talking, music playing and the like. It was all muffled, though, like she had cotton in her ears or something. It was an uncomfortable feeling, like the after effects of an ear infection. Something smelled quite nice, though, like... like freshly cut grass and... and a nice flowery type smell. Lilac? Lavender? She wasn't a plant major by any means, she knew very little about them other than they smelled nice. She knew certain plants had certain properties, but what they were-- she had no clue.

The smell began tickling her nose, and she wrinkled her nose in response. Her eyes opened slowly, and the first thing she noticed was that she did not have cotton in her ears. No, she was just on the porch, away from the party. She'd been leaving anyway, why was she laying down? She turned her head slightly, feeling someone's bare yet awfully smooth thighs. A red and white polka dot pattern came into focus, and Lissa blinked in response. Tilting her head up, she blinked a few more times to bring the girl's face into focus.

It was about that time that her vision slammed into her senses, and she realized who exactly's lap she lay on. Shooting to a sitting position, she twisted her upper body to look at her. "You." She whispered, realizing two seconds later that she would probably have to explain that. A warm blush spread on her cheeks as she shifted, pulling her legs up to her chest. "I mean... I thought you were somebody else." Averting her gaze at the lie, she lapsed into silence, not wanting to face the turmoil inside. The last time she'd recognized someone from one of her visions, she hadn't told anyone about it, and that girl had ended up seriously hurt.

Glancing at the apparent halfling beside her, she drew in a shaky breath. What if it wasn't true? What if she were normal, and if Lissa said anything, if freaked her out? A part of her knew immediately that wasn't true. Her visions were rarely false like that. But it was also rare that she came into contact with a subject of them. Deciding to test the waters a little, she cleared her throat and hugged her knees. "What... what happened?"

Location: porch

Interacting With: Vienna ( sprouhtt )

Mentions: Vienna ( sprouhtt )

Spoiler: Current Outfit

Code by apolla

 

[madame moiselle]

: 52068"]

⏤ veronica devereaux.
outfit ;; i.
where ;; party.
with ;; judah.
tags ;; madame moiselle

the smell of different species overwhelmed veronica's nose; the smell of dirty dogs and fresh blood stung her nose. veronica scrunched up her nose in disgust before heading inside, already craving a cigarette and a drink as she stood in the middle of the party. it was clear that most, if not all, of the town were there to party and have a good time. her eyes studied the room filled with already drunk townsfolk with laughter echoing through her ears. it was all overwhemling for her, veronica spun on her heels and began to make her to way to find alcohol.

the sea of people seemed to separate after once glance of veronica; her ghostly like appearance and dressed in all black sent shivers down the party-goers as veronica finally made her way to the table. as she fumbled, veronica pulled a cigarette out of the tiny box and lit it, placing it in between her lips as she poured herself a glass of whiskey. veronica glanced around her surrounding area before slipping a silver flask from her bag and pouring a few drops of blood into the alcohol. she quickly slipped the flask back before puffing a smoke of air in a thin line. veronica turned around and felt another body bump into her, knocking her bloody drink onto the ground. a hiss escaped from veronica's lips as she watched the drink crash. after missing a beat, veronica looked up to see the culprit.

if she was still alive, veronica swore her heart would've stopped. her eyes locked with his as her painted lips stayed open in shock; he was alive, and smelt like a dog. "well fuck me," veronica purred with an angry tone in her voice, "how's it been jb? found anyone else to fuck and then leave?" she hissed, her eyes turning a dark red as she spoke, a silly habit her eyes did whenever she was angry. a certain smell tickled her nose as she stood close to judah, an almost daring look upon her face "did you happen to forget to tell me something by the way?" veronica asked with a raised brow as she crossed her arms, "because you smell like a wet dog, darling."

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Judah Brankovich

she's as clever as the devil and twice as pretty... unknown

How long has it been? Five years? A decade?
Did it really matter? She was here. Right in front of him; her shirt soaked with sherry and whiskey with an undeniably irritated expression on her face.
Judah stared at her, shock rendering him speechless. She looked as if she hadn't aged a day since he last saw her---sharp featured with those enchanting hazelnut brown eyes and signature blood red lips...
the same lips he had kissed what seemed like an eternity ago, now seeming like it had only happened yesterday.
Judah had traveled and seen quite a bit---which inevitably meant he had undoubtedly been lonely, needy of a companion. And where does one go to chase away this loneliness?
Why, L.A, of course.
Judah remembered where and how they met---all back in L.A---once again, the entertainment capital of the world. Did he forget to mention that Veronica was apart of that, ahem, entertainment as well?

Memories of those sirenic, entrancing nights they had spent with each other came beckoning, memories of making sweet love, both under the spell of drink, drive, and drugs. Both making silly, unprecedented promises of love to each other, some that didn't even make sense...
But alas, nothing perfect like those nights ever lasts. Weeks later, Judah left once more, without much warning, his need for companionship fulfilled (admittedly quite nicely), leaving a young, undoubtedly just as naive, Veronica heartbroken.
However, there was one very important detail he was missing here.
She had been human at that time.
Or at least, he thought she had been.
But now...

Judah blinked, coming back to his senses, the shock wearing away. Immediately, he knew it.
The signs were all there---her ghastly pale skin, the faint aura of blood, the fact that she was quite literally, a walking dead. How could he have not noticed it before? Right at the fucking time of their 'frolicking', perhaps? Judah came to the conclusion that it was probably because of the fact that a), he hadn't been fully developed as a werewolf at that time, and neither was she as a vampire, and b), they were both drunk and drugged most of the time anyway.
But there was no doubt. Judah had slept with a vampire.

The realization had come quickly. It hit him, making his insides recoil. His murky blue gaze met her daring, critical one. He watched as her hazel brown eyes turn red, displaying her anger and displeasure loud and clear. His gaze turned sharp as she addressed him by that silly nickname she had loved to call him back then, commenting on his scent with that impeccable British accent of hers, crossing her arms. No doubt she already knew what he was just as well as he knew what she was.
"You're not too bad yourself," he answered, his tone low with tension, but kept his cool just as well she did. He let his nose twitch, scenting her, making a show out of it. "What is that---blood? Whiskey..." His expression turned cynical as he lifted an eyebrow slightly, his gaze hard as stone. "Nice dose of death too, I see."



location: augustus atori's mansion
interacting w/: veronica devereaux ( viridity )
mentions: viridity ​