| Elixandra |
10/31/18 |
After hours of searching for Zaynah's rooms, and leaving her note there, the witchling searches for the master of the house's apartments and finds them with much more ease. Instead of battling with the note like last time, she takes a piece of her chewed gum and sticks it to the back of the note, and then sticks the note over the peephole.
Sir, I'm just wondering if it's appropriate or not to have a raging bonfire in my room? The ceilings are quite high and I'll make sure the windows are all open. I'll even put some bricks around to contain the base. Please let me know at your earliest convenience. It's Samhain after all and I've got very important dates with some dead people. Thanks. W. |
| Darcy Astor |
10/26/18 |
+bounces by+
+pauses+
+stares+
Definitely not a minion. Not a Jasper.
+really needs to be taller for faster escape methods+ |
| Zaynah Mubarak |
10/20/18 |
"How do you feel about snakes?"
Jadeite eyes sweep across the room, watch as Victor places a book upon the shelf. He is still unpacking? She forgets how difficult it is to be a mortal, unable to simply wave a hand to straighten a room.. amongst other things. Raven brows furrow and she steps further into the man's room inspecting him. Questions forgotten, she instead offers her help, without strings attached.
"Do you require assistance with your belongings?" |
| Noura Orlav |
10/20/18 |
Daddy
See you in ten.
Hours. Ugh. Gross.
Here’s to duty free.
xoxo |
| Noura Orlav |
10/20/18 |
Daddy
I'm going to come live with you for a while.
Boarding now. I want to see the new digs.
Plus, I got this weird feeling that you need some loving.
Kitten knows best. |
| Zaynah Mubarak |
10/15/18 |
A right, a left, third door on the left. The unusual mortal was kind enough to direct a very lost Djinn towards the owner of the Manor. She will have to think of ways to thank him later. Powerful steps lead the Unnamed to Victor's room in a cacophony of soprano and tenors as coins and cowrie shells clash. Without hesitation, personal boundaries be damned, Zaynah simply pushes the large doors open and marches in. "Vic-tor.. I have questions." |
| Mackenzie |
10/13/18 |
Tan
Great talk. |
| Mackenzie |
10/13/18 |
Tan
Please, as if I am the only guilty party.
This is the problem.
Take some responsibility for yourself, Tan.
I'm not a f-cking puzzle. It wasn't hard. |
| Mackenzie |
10/13/18 |
Tan
I had no idea you were capable.
I'd hate to step on your toes, though.
Lord knows, you deserve each other. |
| Mackenzie |
10/13/18 |
Tan
And you know yourself so well.
That's adorable.
The feeling is mutual.
Jealous? |
| Mackenzie |
10/13/18 |
Tan
You are such a child. |
| Mackenzie |
10/13/18 |
Tan
That was fast, but again.
I thought you had more stamina.
Not the way to a girl's heart.
Even with your drone delivery. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
Out of the question. I don't do that.
I'll let her deal with it. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
Where would you like to be buried? |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
I like my privacy.
And maybe. Yes.
It is very ornate, after all. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
Your olive branch was insulting.
I'm happy with what I have.
And an urn. Naturally. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
You sent yourself strippers and you know it.
I'm not trying to die. She's crazy, not stupid. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
F-ck no. I'm giving her full access. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
You threatened an unhinged woman?
The f-ck were you planning to do?
Boop her goddamn nose? |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
What reason would she have not to?
Women love gifts. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
Well, there's a card in it.
From you.
So I guess we will find out. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
Too late. Already ordered and sent.
Hopefully Amazon can find the right sewer. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
Fine. I'll find out myself.
V. Lockheed
How about silver? |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
Fine. I f-cking will. And f-ck off with that.
I am going to kill that woman.
What's her favorite game?
Couples? Children? The elderly and infirm? |
| Gray Taylor |
10/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
I don't need a f-cking stripper. |
| LillyEmperium |
10/13/18 |
*with a sly grin, Lilly winked*
ah that it does darling, that it does |
| Jewel Saxton |
10/13/18 |
"Nice robes. Who'd you steal them from? Did you go rummaging through Mackenzie's closet again?" |
| LillyEmperium |
10/13/18 |
Congratulations Victor,the color kinda brings yours eyes out. |
| Iria Visile |
10/13/18 |
She heard it far before she saw it. The subtle inhales and exhales, flesh pounding into flesh, and one heartbeat jumping sporadically around inside someone’s chest. This was certainly a fight and the sadistic nature of Iria’s being drew her towards the noise on the dimly lit street. She round the corner and watched as the spectacle unfolded before her, excitement sparking her nerves on fire. There was clearly an aggressor, and Iria couldn’t pull her eyes away. She wanted to see how long this would last, would someone die? Would sweet, glorious, and delicious blood be shed upon the pavement? She wanted to call out and urge them to fight harder, but it seemed her intrusion was known because as soon as she wanted more, it was over. One man lay on the ground in rather terrible shape but death didn’t seem to be an immediate threat to the man.
“Well now, wasn’t that just exciting.” Her eyes narrowed in on the champion and a small smile pulled at the corner of her lips.
You witnessed Victor Lockheed attack Atticus Hammond!
|
| Jewel Saxton |
10/12/18 |
"The poster did, literally."
Watches as he admired his own mug. One slender brow would raise as he'd suggest her to enter Mackenzie's office. "Don't let the face fool you. I'm not as naive as I look." Took the poster back. "I'm sure I could make it in her office.." Smirked. "..but I enjoy my head where it is." |
| Jameson Orlav |
10/10/18 |
I knew you enjoyed watching me work. |
| Jewel Saxton |
10/09/18 |
Admired the poster resting between her slender digits. WANTED: Victor Lockheed (Dead or Dead) Smirked as she read it, it was actually quite delightful. Ironic even.
"Looks like you're the troublesome one.." She'd hand over the entertaining poster to the man.
[Congrats on POTD] |
| Autumn Summers |
10/06/18 |
She did. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/05/18 |
Sadly, no.
*flattens her lips*
My sister's. |
| Gray Taylor |
10/05/18 |
V. Lockheed
Of course.
Moscow. The office is fine. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/05/18 |
Lucky for both of us, mommy and daddy dearest are quite dead. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/05/18 |
If you wanted a date, love, all you needed to do was ask. |
| Mackenzie |
09/28/18 |
Feb
Meet me in Moscow. 911. |
| Mackenzie |
09/09/18 |
Feb
Jasper says he misses you.
But I miss you more. |
| Mackenzie |
09/06/18 |
Feb
Done. |
| Mackenzie |
09/06/18 |
Feb
So many choices. Only one want. 💋 |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
You just want to see a girl fight.
...do I get a treat after? |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
So what you’re saying is that I need to murder him. |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
This is his first time with a man.
I thought you were just teasing him. |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
If you say a word, you get nothing for a year.
Feb
Taylor. |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
You can’t say a word. Got it?
Top secret. |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
Did I mention it’s a straight man? |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
No? Nothing? No curiosity?
Honestly. It’s like you don’t even love me anymore. |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
What? No.
Jasper has a boyfriend.
If you tell anyone, I’ll be in trouble. So. Don’t. |
| Mackenzie |
09/05/18 |
Feb
Tan. Guess fvcking what. |
| Noura Orlav |
09/03/18 |
Daddy
Jameson is being a $&#@. |
| Gray Taylor |
09/03/18 |
V. Lockheed
Don't tempt me, and we won't have any issues. |
| Gray Taylor |
09/02/18 |
V. Lockheed
Who do you hate more? Me, or Jasper? |
| Jewel Saxton |
08/27/18 |
That's a shame.
You not having the time, that is.
I suppose so.
Otherwise, I don't believe it'd be fair. |
| Jewel Saxton |
08/27/18 |
Quite welcome.
I guess there was no hiding.
I'll show you mine if you show me yours. |
| Mackenzie |
08/27/18 |
Tan
😘 |
| Jewel Saxton |
08/27/18 |
Hello.
I do?
Well, you look lovely. |
| Mackenzie |
08/27/18 |
Tan
I’ll do my best, handsome.
By best, I mean I will f-cking cut a b-tch. |
| Gray Taylor |
08/24/18 |
V. Lockheed
It's been so nice without your face in Moscow. |
| Mackenzie |
08/19/18 |
Tan
How do you feel about visiting Moscow?
Orient sounds delicious, doesn't it? |
| Mackenzie |
08/18/18 |
Tan
I mean, that window wasn't cheap.
Tan
It's as if you think I don't know you.
I even got a backup set.
Tan
He is very excited to meet you.
I am so happy to have this arsehole back.
I told him how f-cking handsome you are.
Don't think he believes me. |
| Mackenzie |
08/18/18 |
Tan
I realize you're probably still upset, but I ordered a new window.
Tan
On me.
Tan
Plus, new lace. |
| Mackenzie |
08/16/18 |
Tan
Oh.
Okay.
First off, it was an accident. |
| Mackenzie |
08/14/18 |
Tan
Huh. Well. You should also know that a window was broken.
The bathroom also got flooded.
But, at least I remembered to put pants on.
When will you be getting home? |
| Mackenzie |
08/14/18 |
Tan
I've never seen you brawl. Might like that.
Must I brawl for your affections?
How badly do you want to know? |
| Mackenzie |
08/14/18 |
Tan
My Jasper is back. |
| Mackenzie |
08/14/18 |
Hello, Handsome. |
| Noura Orlav |
08/04/18 |
"Heeeeeeey, Papi!" Noura's voice booms from a close distance as she comes into view, a giant grin on her face as she regards her maker. Her arms fly out, beckoning for a hug, as she approaches. "You know, you could come visit me sometimes, too. It's like you don't love me." |
| Noura Orlav |
07/19/18 |
Daddy
You will. Because I’m going to visit. Address, please. Also, I’ll require the couch. Make sure it’s clean. We both know you’re an animal. |
| Noura Orlav |
07/19/18 |
Daddy
You never invite me. I don’t want to walk in on you doing the dirty. Gross. But if you’re offering... |
| Noura Orlav |
07/19/18 |
Daddy
Ah. She sounds really nice.
And come on. He's my big brother.
And I'm your favorite kitten.
So, I deserve a break. Logic. |
| Noura Orlav |
07/19/18 |
Daddy
You mean you didn't already?
He may be dumb, but I love his fugly mug. |
| Noura Orlav |
07/19/18 |
Daddy
Well, I guess he will always be a baby, then.
You can't fix ugly. |
| Noura Orlav |
07/18/18 |
Daddy
When is Jameson going to stop being such a baby? |
| Mackenzie |
07/15/18 |
What Mackenzie walks in on is a sight. Not nearly as hungry as Victor, for she would be damned if she let something like a fake serial killer dampen a good time, she is still insatiable. What gets her is the fact that they are blissfully alone to their own devices, and without the little lost puppy of a b-tch for once.
"You greedy b-stard."
Licking her bottom lip, she steps forward, barely pulling off her tiny dress before climbing into the water and placing herself precariously between Victor and dessert. |
| Mackenzie |
07/14/18 |
"Vic," Mackenzie mumbles for attention from where she stands, the limp body that had been her dinner at her feet. She says his name again, this time clear. After a moment's wait, she gives it one last shot. This time, she is on the move, looking for the man. "F-ck sake. Victor!" |
| Gray Taylor |
07/13/18 |
V. Lockheed
Yes. I pine away day and night. |
| Mackenzie |
07/10/18 |
Feb
Good news! I've hired a male stripper.
Feb
Bad news! There is a religious something or other that apparently has been watching me and knows my whole everything.
Feb
What a f-ckin' night. |
| Gray Taylor |
07/10/18 |
V. Lockheed
At least when I propose to a woman, they say yes. |
| Mackenzie |
07/07/18 |
Flatterer. You may carry on. |
| Mackenzie |
07/07/18 |
You listen.
But yes. I f-ckin’ mean it.
Look at this face? Does this face say ‘caution’, to you? |
| Mackenzie |
07/07/18 |
Listen, I’m just waiting for you to take that knee. |
| Mackenzie |
07/03/18 |
So, like, am I going to be a Lockheed, oooorrrrre...? |
| Gray Taylor |
06/28/18 |
V. Lockheed
You're still here.
What a shame. |
| W_Kat |
06/25/18 |
Congrats on PotD! |
| Mackenzie |
06/25/18 |
Feb
So. Now that you’re the Realm’s most wanted, I feel we are obligated to get hitched because you just had to go get that handsome face plastered all over. Thanks, arsehole. |
| Mackenzie |
06/16/18 |
He acts. She watches. She glares.
He's so lucky she likes him. More than likes him. She word-that-shouldn't-be-easily-used him. Still. Now she's been called on the carpet, and called out. "Grand. But. I'm hungry. So, can we go ruin someones life? We'll call it a stag party."
One more smirk up at the man, one more kiss, and she is tucking her phone into her back pocket and sauntering toward the door. |
| Mackenzie |
06/16/18 |
He laughs. She stares. A cool gaze is set upon him, unwavering, that sh-tty little smirk ever present on her face. And, as he begins to sling his own sh-t, she lets out a laugh of her own. "Hysterics? That's an exaggeration, Tan."
Still, this isn't what she had expected while conducting her little experiment. Mackenzie expected Victor to have reasons to not go through with it. She did believe that it had been a bluff, meant to appease her youthful desires. Narrowing her eyes, she glances him over.
Now she is the one in the sh-tty situation. Not him. Or, maybe he is bluffing. Maybe Victor Lockheed is bluffing her bluff. There would be no chances taken, and no prisoners taken. Not this time. They say you can't bullsh-t a bullsh-tter, and yet. Here she is. "You're right. You're absolutely right, Tan."
And, with a low breath of defeat, she makes her final bluff. "I lied. The Priest will come to us. Not the other way around." |
| Mackenzie |
06/16/18 |
"Mhmm. Severe. Lethal, almost. So many consonants. It just rolls off the tongue." A grin, pressing her to his shoulder before pulling away. She paces across the room with a sure gait, fingers wrapping around the cellular that rests upon a table before bringing it up.
She is determined to get a rise out of him. Bound to do so. His phone would go off, only after she is done fussing with her own.
Group Message
Be at Saint Patrick's Cathedral tomorrow at 10pm.
The shrews have been tamed. |
| Mackenzie |
06/16/18 |
"Essentially?" He clearly is in a state of denial, as it is fairly obvious that he is just that. Still, she would let him have it, letting out a soft laugh of amused reflection. A tilt of her head, blue eyes shut away from the world, and a full smile are present as she enjoys her position of powerless power. "You probably should have just led with that, Tan."
Leaning back into him, she tilts her head back. "Right. Well. I suppose we should send our Save the Dates, then. How does tomorrow sound?"
She might be playing him. She might not. Mackenzie does her best to keep from giving away her position. Spinning around within his grasp, she briefly presses her lips to his before raising a brow. "Obviously, it'll need to be a Catholic ceremony. You understand, of course." |
| Mackenzie |
06/16/18 |
"Interesting," she muses, staring at him with a wicked smirk. "But... emotional baggage and legal stuff is hardly what my client might think to be worth it. Especially when they are already filthy f-cking rich in all of the above."
Leaning forward, she swipes the zippo, procuring a flame and lighting up one of his cigarettes. A sideways glance is given, and she pretends to mull his question over. "That is privileged information. Though you may need to drink more anyway." |
| Noura Orlav |
05/25/18 |
Curly
Hey, Daddy. |
| W_Kat |
05/13/18 |
Congrats on PotD! |
| Mackenzie |
05/11/18 |
"So," Mackenzie squints, pausing to take a poignant pull from her cigarette. "What are the benefits of being a Lockheed? Asking for a friend." |
| Mackenzie |
04/28/18 |
Feb
It grew legs and walked away.
Your curls are criminal, though. That's the truth. |
| Mackenzie |
04/28/18 |
Feb
I'm confused. Did you, or did you not, use my hairbrush?
I promise to only be mildly annoyed. |
| Mackenzie |
04/28/18 |
Feb
When the f-ck did Spring come over?
Is that.. oh god.. did we? |
| Mackenzie |
04/28/18 |
Feb
You used my hairbrush? |
| Mackenzie |
04/20/18 |
Cheap arse.
You were successful in stealing $819.00 from Victor Lockheed. |
| Mackenzie |
04/04/18 |
Tan
Look behind you, and you'll find that missing 6k. |
| Mackenzie |
03/30/18 |
Tan
Would you rather him have Daddy issues? |
| Mackenzie |
03/30/18 |
Tan
Is he? No wonder he has my picture as his phone background... |
| Jameson Orlav |
03/30/18 |
Big Daddy
Coincidentally, I've developed a taste for fiery irishwomen. Do you think this is a mommy-issue thing? |
| Jameson Orlav |
03/30/18 |
Big Daddy
Better than you imagined, I bet. |
| Mackenzie |
03/17/18 |
Today is her day, and there is no wasting it. Mackenzie requires a certain amount of just about anything to get any sort of feeling, but the feat is astronomical and near impossible... just for a minute's buzz. Even still, the feeling of warm liquor coating her throat and temporarily heating her from the inside, out would never get old.
"Tan," Mackenzie chirps, her uplifted mood rare. The woman sidles up to the man, the neck of her bottle of whiskey firmly within her grasp, and leans up to him with a wicked little grin. "Is there an English B-stard's day?" |
| Mackenzie |
03/09/18 |
Mackenzie glances sideways at Victor, phone in hand. She knows full well he very well may have been reading over her shoulder as she poked the bear... but still, she offers the screen officially. "...Can't we just kill him and be done with it?" |
| Mackenzie |
02/24/18 |
They lacked substance. |
| Mackenzie |
02/23/18 |
Consider this a late Valentine’s gift to me.
You were successful in stealing $789.00 from Victor Lockheed. |
| Mackenzie |
02/19/18 |
Feb
I have an idea.
Meet me at the cabin. We're going for a hunt. |
| Mackenzie |
02/19/18 |
Feb
[Screenshot Attachment]
Not if I kill him first.
You're not leaving my sight. |
| Mackenzie |
02/19/18 |
Feb
[Screenshot Attachment] |
| Gray Taylor |
02/11/18 |
V. Lockheed
I love it when you overstate your masculinity. |
| Gray Taylor |
02/11/18 |
V. Lockheed
Wish I had a new phone.
I’m sure he’s lovely. |
| Mackenzie |
02/03/18 |
Feb
She's a brat.
About this hotel.
Tell me more. |
| Katherine Murray |
02/03/18 |
-blinks- This... is not how that was supposed to go. I am not equipped to handle this. I have to find an adult. An adultier... adult. S'cuse me.
-probably runs- |
| Katherine Murray |
02/03/18 |
Victor Lockheed just failed at stealing money from you!
-stares-
Ima eat chur fingies.
Slowly.
With fava beans.
And a nice chianti.
-shifty eyes- |
| Mackenzie |
02/03/18 |
Feb
You left me in the sticks?!
The f-ck. She doesn't need a f-cking Jew.
I need a f-cking English b-stard. |
| Mackenzie |
02/03/18 |
Feb
Right. Well I made this rule. Which is the same rule as yours.
I win.
I'm at the bar. I'm Irish. What do you expect? |
| Mackenzie |
02/03/18 |
Feb
They have a fireplace. Upgrade.
Your flat in London has anti-vampire rules.
Can we move the f-ck out of that, too? |
| Mackenzie |
02/03/18 |
Feb
Are you kidding? The Den just opened back up.
BAR, Tan. A bunch of drunk crazy people.
What could possibly me more entertaining? |
| Mackenzie |
02/03/18 |
Feb
You know... I kind of don't care.
Don't make it a habit.
Solomon will get pissy.
Don't know where they are. I never clean. |
| Mackenzie |
01/28/18 |
"Get dressed. You're taking me out."
|
| Tanvir Buckley |
01/27/18 |
"Well, without the protective walls of the catacombs, you'd have to go public with your Chippendale performance. And despite hardly knowing you at all, I just don't think you have it in you to be so bold. I have all the notes we need to get the party started but the question is...do you have the balls?" |
| Tanvir Buckley |
01/27/18 |
"See, they say I have a sh*tty memory but that's an image that's obviously burnt itself onto my retinas." |
| Mackenzie |
01/27/18 |
Feb
Nope. That just makes you a creep. |
| Tanvir Buckley |
01/27/18 |
"I swear I've seen you in just your boxers, wandering about all...all...nonchalantly. Were you ever a member of After Dark?" |
| Mackenzie |
01/27/18 |
Feb
Wow. It's not like I'm under the legal age of consent. Christ. |
| Mackenzie |
01/27/18 |
Feb
Why?
Going to break up with me?
You scared, Tan? |
| Mackenzie |
01/27/18 |
Feb
My death day age is not important. |
| Mackenzie |
01/27/18 |
Feb
F-ck. You're old.
Cradle robber. |
| Mackenzie |
01/25/18 |
Feb
How old were you when you biffed it?
Asking for a friend. |
| Mackenzie |
01/20/18 |
Feb
I have just made friends with a man that goes by Butcher. In Russian. And you said the woods are boring. |
| Jameson Orlav |
01/10/18 |
 |
| Katherine Murray |
01/07/18 |
*arches brow* Of course it would not be because of your looks, why, you do not even have a beard. But this face of mine, it could launch a thousand ships. And my bite, suffice to say, could enjoy all the throats on said crafts.
Legendary? Darling, I prefer monstrously immortal. I will leave the legends and fairytales to the children. *toothy grin* |
| Katherine Murray |
01/07/18 |
*stares back* Well, I s'pose she likes pretty things that bite, is that why she tolerates you? *bats lashes* |
| Mackenzie |
12/27/17 |
"Uh huh. And I suppose that is just your form of a victory dance, yea?" With that, she glances over her shoulder at the slumped form not far from them. And, once his crime is clearly known, she slips a hand into his back pocket with a gentle tap as she claims her real estate.
You witnessed Victor Lockheed attack Drep Doden! |
| Mackenzie |
12/27/17 |
"Hands." Mackenzie hisses, despite a gaze that flickers without shame over the tall, dark form of Victor.
Victor Lockheed just failed at stealing money from you! |
| Mackenzie |
11/11/17 |
Feb
Not me. We don’t talk to each other like that.
Want to join? I’m in the kitchen at the takeout place in town. |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Feb
Christ. She hates me.
Kill them. I’m in the mood for Chinese. |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Feb
[Screenshot Attached]
Where the f-ck are you? |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Feb
So long as you're unscathed, I'm happy. |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Feb
I didn't realize she feels anything other than anger... bless. |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Feb
Yes. But don't change the subject. |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Feb
Because...? She declared war on me. |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Feb
What the f-ck is she doing? |
| Mackenzie |
10/14/17 |
Feb
Read 7:11 P.M. |
| Mackenzie |
10/07/17 |
Feb
I saw a tan thong in your top left drawer. |
| Mackenzie |
10/07/17 |
“Whipped...”
Feb
Your reaction is all I needed. Thank you. |
| Mackenzie |
10/07/17 |
Feb
Are we going to have to get domestic over this? |
| Mackenzie |
10/07/17 |
Feb
Black is not a neutral color, Tan. |
| Mackenzie |
10/06/17 |
Feb
I have decided you may never wear neutral colors. |
| Blaize E Summers |
10/01/17 |
In his investigation of the members within Spring's coven, a name came up the likes of which he had heard thrown about the realm plenty of times. Victor Lockheed. Blaize never really paid attention to anything that involved the man because he simply did not care. It never effected him. Now he found himself walking the same coven halls as the man.
The images in the gossip outlets of the realm provided plenty of angles to familiarize himself with Victor's features. When the man on question had been found, Blaize approached him with a soft smile on his visage. "Hello, Mr. Lockheed. I am Blaize Summers. I thought it wise to introduce myself to my fellow coven members so here I am." |
| Noura Orlav |
09/25/17 |
Victor
Ew. |
| Noura Orlav |
09/25/17 |
Victor
You'd have to catch me first, old man. |
| Noura Orlav |
09/25/17 |
Victor
So... awkward question.
Do I call you Father, Pops, Dad?
I draw the line at Daddy.
That's some perverted sh-t. |
| Mackenzie |
09/18/17 |
Feb
I'm going to Central Park tonight. Some concert.
Maybe I'll find a good meal or two.
Doubt it will be very exciting. |
| Mackenzie |
09/18/17 |
Feb
I'm mad at you for going to London.
Just decided. |
| Mackenzie |
09/17/17 |
Feb
This is completely unfair.
F-cking London. |
| Mackenzie |
09/17/17 |
Feb
Love it when you talk dirty to me. |
| Mackenzie |
09/17/17 |
Feb
Redhead.. I like it.
Get some grub and think of me.
I'm stuck here until tomorrow night. |
| Mackenzie |
09/17/17 |
Feb
Too high of a code of ethics.
I'm purchasing him a bride.
What color hair, do you think? |
| Mackenzie |
09/17/17 |
Feb
As if he could take me.
No. It's far worse than celibate.
He doesn't f-ck around. At all. Ever.
Can't you lose functionality without sex? |
| Mackenzie |
09/17/17 |
Feb
Cat's out of the bag. You're my Brit, I'm a danger to society, and we're getting closer to an understanding.
One problem: He's not gotten laid in at least two years. How the f-ck is he alive? |
| Mackenzie |
09/10/17 |
FEB
Cute. Whats for dinner tonight?
I want details. |
| Mackenzie |
09/10/17 |
FEB
Tan, am I easy? |
| Mackenzie |
08/25/17 |
FEB
Adorable. Make sure to dress for the occasion. You can consider this a proper date. |
| Mackenzie |
08/25/17 |
FEB
Les Mis? Your age is showing. Which showing? |
| Mackenzie |
08/25/17 |
FEB
Such a gentleman. How do you feel about Broadway? Those private balconies often have rich meals. |
| Mackenzie |
08/25/17 |
FEB
I'm heading into the city.
Care for dinner? |
| Mackenzie |
08/17/17 |
FEB
Oh? Miss me already? |
| Mackenzie |
08/16/17 |
Mackenzie smirks at the message, glancing up from where she sits on the couch. Burrowing herself deeper into the corner, she begins her reply and attaches to it a picture of a body wrapped in trash bags, secured by duct tape. Evidence of a steady drip of blood is evident.
FEB
I tried to be discreet. Truly. |
| Jameson Orlav |
08/13/17 |
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| Mackenzie |
08/12/17 |
Favorite English *******
Picked up a hitch hiker.
Poor f-cking idjit.
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| Mackenzie |
07/22/17 |
Feb
He's passed out, currently. Food poisoning.
Sure you understand.
See you soon, Tan. |
| Mackenzie |
07/22/17 |
Well, f-ck. She stares down at the mess of a girl held hostage by Victor, obviously terrorized and likely soon dead. She knows it, too. Mackenzie can see it written all over her blotchy face. It makes her miss doing these things with him. Torturing, killing for the sheer thrill of it, and all that ever came after it.
"Looks like Vic might be visiting," she muses aloud, sure that Jameson would hear here even through the pain.
Feb
Right where you left me.
Didn't realize you had a type. |
| Mackenzie |
07/22/17 |
She reads the text, blinking before a slightly sinister grin takes residence upon her face. Glancing down at Jameson, Kenz lets out a quiet laugh followed by a huff of frustration. God damn him.
F-cking English B-stard
I disagree with your agreement to disagree.
Show me yours, Tan. |
| Mackenzie |
07/22/17 |
Victor
I'm not the one who changed their mind.
This one is going to suffer for a very long time. |
| Mackenzie |
07/22/17 |
She rolls her eyes. Mackenzie knows he's being honest, and she also knows it is meant to be a dig considering their current state (hint: there is no state). She snaps a picture. Jameson Orlav, on the ground howling in pain as he claws at his stomach. There is a distinct change to his usual appearance, agony aside, and the bloodstained, near white hair splayed on the edge of the picture might be a good indication.
Victor
Funny. I have a similar situation, Tan.
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| Mackenzie |
07/20/17 |
Victor
Where are you? |
| Autumn Summers |
06/13/17 |
Bit belated, but welcome back. |
| Elisa Stratten |
05/30/17 |
"Well good luck with whatever endeavors brought you back here. Quite a bit has changed in the past few months....well years really."
Elisa swept loose hairs away from her face, and offered a soft smile. Not one to hide emotions, it was clear in her eyes that she had something more to say. Curiosity generally led the poor girl to stick her foot in her mouth...and often places equally unappealing. |
| EtaineNightBreed |
05/29/17 |
"Welcome back....please stay this time, Mr. Lockheed and if you need a few bucks for plane fare. I am good for the return flight as well. Remember Cancun if you can't log in.. Or I will make sure your bum is packed off in style." Etaine smiled at the new not so new comer and disappears into the night. |
| LillyEmperium |
05/29/17 |
*As she strolled threw the realm, Lilly noticed a familiar face once again returning. Shaking her head she chuckled * welcome back ...again Victor. |
| Elisa Stratten |
05/29/17 |
The confusion was distinct in his facial expression, and the regret was clear in her eyes. This wasn't going to be an easy explanation, and it certainly wasn't a short one. It had been well over a year and a half since Elisa's death and only a couple weeks since her return. There had been many faces he had surely met in his time here, but hers was not one of them.
"No, I'm afraid not. You may not have known her either, but I feel like you might have at least known of her. My sister's name was Brenna. She was in After Dark. I'm an old friend of Mackenzie's. I haven't been around in a while." |
| Elisa Stratten |
05/28/17 |
Elisa had been gone for quite some time. And in that time she had missed much. This man would not know her name, but he might know her sister. Even so, she felt the need to reach out. "Welcome back, Mr. Lockheed." |
