| Raze Wraith |
12/10/18 |
He blinks and touches her wrist before looking over her with shifting eyes, “Odd...everything about you is fine, but the mana in your body isn’t staying...I’ve no idea what this is...have you eaten anything odd?” |
| Raze Wraith |
12/09/18 |
He blinks as he feels something strange but familiar before letting out a curse as a paper airplane hits him in the eye, “What the?! Oh...Athena!” He then vanished to her location and looked at her, “Are you okay?” |
| Mackenzie |
11/25/18 |
Pandora
I cannot in good conscience feed into your friends whims. |
| Aleister Carlisle |
11/25/18 |
The friendly demeanor exhibited by citizens of The Realm never ceased to amaze the warlock. Aleister could be a blood starved vampire fledgling with no prejudice as to whom his dinner would be yet people would still march right up to him to beg him welcome. In a world ravaged by war he imagined people would have a stronger sense of self preservation about them. Maybe his expectations were much too high. A convincing, albeit fake, smile lit up at the woman's welcome.
"Thank you, miss. I appreciate it." |
| Mackenzie |
11/24/18 |
Get. The. F-ck. Out. Mackenzie reads the message several times over as she considers just what to say or do. It really doesn't take much to figure out precisely the nature of how this came about. Tense, she glances toward the slumbering lump beneath the blankets beside her, frowning. This is a predicament, through and through.
Pandora
Your friend needs to grow the f-ck up.
That wasn't very nice, and she knows it. But Mackenzie despises the obvious friend in this equation, and she feels the desperate need to protect Jasper from further suffering at his hands.
Pandora
And you should tell them to stop being a creep. |
| Mackenzie |
11/24/18 |
This keeps getting better and better. Mackenzie is simply buzzing with the anticipation.
Pandora
Who are we talking about? |
| Mackenzie |
11/24/18 |
Mackenzie peers at the message as it rolls in, interest piqued. A twisted little grin would find it's way upon her features as she types out her reply.
Pandora
What's up? |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
"Oh I am sure our paths will cross again." Lyl took her phone from her pocket. Sometimes it was like leading a lamb to slaughter. All Raven had done was given her picture. Nothing more, nothing less. Lyl didn't need reasons to hunt the feather birdies. She just did, and often times with no persuasion or reason. Hell she didn't even know the little birdies name. Now how is that for irony. |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
Now it was Lyl's turn to laugh. The laughter bubbly over as she tried to catch her breath. "And we speak on matters we know nothing about. I don't own a gun much less carry one, therefor how is it I shot my husband? Last I checked I wasn't a birdy wielding a gun and it was a birdy that shot both of them. Second of all the only boss I amswer to is Mr. Morningstar and since he doesn't tell me what to do must mean I came here on my own accord. As for Raven well she is on babysitting duty and doesn't answer to nor tell me what to do. Of course you are free to go to herself." |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
"This isn't a let's be friends and get to know each other social call. I don't ask, you don't tell. Better to learn in one's own ways. As for friend or foe most times those who call us friends are the quickest to turn their backs and point fingers. Careful who you trust birdy. They may be the reason your feathers get plucked someday." |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
She tilted her head to the side as if she was actually giving some thought to the other woman. A sneer appeared on crimson lips as she spoke. "I watch all the birdies of the realm. Learn their patterns, their daily life. It makws for an interesting theory that I have and the more I study the fluffy feather birdies the more my theory is proven." |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
Lyl grinned, if that is what you would call it. Her lips pull back to show her teeth as silver blue hues turn to look the woman over. What was the fuss about this one? All birdies looked the same to her. "Follow you? I believe since you appeared behind me that would mean you followed me. Careful birdy. Sometimes our own words are our worst enemies." |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
There was more ways than one to hunt one who hid behind magic. Of course that meant the demoness had to first forgive the little witch and then ask for help. That wouldn't be easy seeing who the little twit had married. No bother, Lyl had more than one way of finding what she was hunting for. She packed her things into her black bag and headed for the nearest hotel for the night. |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
There was something off about this particular birdy. Who used magic when you had Grace? She knew of only one other who could answer that question. She would seek the red head pixie out later. She sat quietly as she gazed down still watching. Having made sure her perch was deeply inbedded in the shadows gave her more of a chance to watch and not been seen. So far this one was boring. She would have to kick Raven's a$$ later. |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
She liked it when they had no clue she was watching them. It made learning them easier. She would watch the bhrgundy haired birdy until she knew everything about the angels routine. Who she talked to and when, who she met up with and why, what she ate, when she slept. Everything. It was the one thing Lyl was good at. Learning her targets before they ever officially became a target. |
| Lylith_ |
10/20/18 |
After being given vague instructions as qell as a description, the demoness made it to her destination. From her perch she watched the busy streets of New York as if there was not a care in the world. To her, there really wasn't. After all not many demons had feelings and she was one of many who didn't.
She whistled as she watched with hopes that she would have time for a second hunt. That would thoroughly please her. Two birdies in one day. Of course, no one was aware that she was even hunting which made the thrill so much more exciting. Her long legs swung absently as she waited and watched. |
| Atticus Hammond |
10/18/18 |
-secretly wanted the pocket lint anyway- |
| Mackenzie |
10/18/18 |
"Please. Obviously these people don't realize who they are messing with." Mackenzie would smirk, giving the angel a wink. |
| Remington Agnes |
09/18/18 |
“You are too sweet, I appreciate it.” His head would bow, mismatched gaze alight. “Thank you.” |
| Gray Taylor |
08/31/18 |
A steel set of eyes would cut to focus on the girl, a silent decision being made in his head. The cagey man known as Gray Taylor has few people in his life, and that is on purpose. When strangers walk up to him, knowing his face and name, it is cause for some concern. "Why are you looking for him?" |
| Quinn Abernathy |
06/04/18 |
Haven't you always wanted to be a hippy? |
| Jr Morning Star |
05/08/18 |
From his perch inside the library, brown eyes fell on the bench out side. He had been a deep meditation and missed her walking by. Making his way outside he picks up the basket and reads the note. "Wow, word does travel fast." He glances through the items." Thank you." |
| Amari Preston |
04/12/18 |
Welcome to the Realm! |
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