beauty, grace

"i don't give a damn about my bad reputation. a girl can do what she wants to do and that's exactly what i'm gonna do."

[lost-boy-andrew]

"Trying to fight off my instincts. Hopefully, I don't run into Harry." Andrew smiled at her. He definitely was the kind of guy who liked to hit first and ask questions later. He started walking towards Cal's. "That must be rough. It's hard for me to get drunk, but not impossible. Tequila, you?"

[amara-nguyen]

"We love a trier. Oh? Isn't that the sweet, baby, werewolf with the mean right hook? I've heard you two have gotten into it before. You learn a few workarounds... The number of willing witches to donate a shot blood is not as high as you'd like though," she noted, a smirk tugging onto her lips. "Vampire thing. Tequila is a classic. It depends on my mood, truly, but I never say no to a ridiculously expensive wine. Come on, we'll go straight up my table and you can try your hardest to be a good boy."

[the-taylor-salazar]

"Aww, that's so sweet of you to say. I mean, I don't think I would have come up with world peace or whatever, but I'd least would have made some things go smoother," Taylor said with a not particularly modest shrug. "Two hot tubs? Oh, now we are most definitely talking. Keep going."

[amara-nguyen]

"It would have been a whole other vibe. Better we have each other now, though. There was a lot BS back then, you wouldn't even believe it." They would have been at each other's throats, literally. "The werewolf-vampire bridge had not been built yet. Of course. Two hot tubs, private bar, screened guest list and let's throw Frederick in with a banana hammock. A little treat for the whole family."

[sabrina-with-fangs]

"Not doing it right, I mean, death and violence are so easy. The real key to proper revenge is hitting someone where it hurts. They do. I am not one for chasing, but this is a special case. I am sure I can think of something for you to help with." Sabrina was who she was thanks to Amara in so many ways. It had been a few decades since their last encounter. But they were right back to where they had been before. "Very wise. Almost always in my experience before they can open their mouths. I do. If you need any help with your situation, let me know."

[amara-nguyen]

"I am so proud of you," Amara smiled, a dramatic hand over her heart at Sabrina's words. That was her girl. When they had met so many years ago, Amara had seen her potential shining through her like a supernova on the brink of explosion. No one was going to stand in her way - certainly no man. "I mean, the dedication alone but I'm almost afraid to ask what their crime was? You don't have to tell me, at least not right away. I'm happy to help you either way. Oh, the one thing they're reliable for. Thank you, sweetheart. I like to think there isn't anything I can't handle, but I may need some back up. What are you doing now? Do you want a drink?"

[itscharvi]

for as long as she had been away, it wasn't long enough to forget how dramatic amara could be. looking on in confusion, they stepped forward to make sure it wasn't some blood induced hallucination.

"amara? what are you doing down here?"

[amara-nguyen]

there is was. admittedly, it wasn't quite as satisfying as amara imagined it would be but that was no fault of charvi's. no, she had been battling with some unwanted feelings of remorse lately and they were really bringing down her vibe. looking at her beloved charvi now didn't do much to soothe it.

"haven't you heard? i'm a good guy now-," she paused, waving a dismissive hand- "well. good enough, anyway. it is still kinda a secret so... don't tell eddie."

[itscharvi]

it was about time that charvi returned to the land of the living - somewhat living for her circumstance. she had spent long enough taking some time away from the drama, but even she couldn't ignore the rumblings anymore. if charvi wasn't awake, the earthquake had more that made sure of it. venturing out, she went for a walk to witness the damage, turning when she heard approaching footsteps.

@havensdalestarters

[amara-nguyen]

was it totally not a 'good guy' move to be a little excited to surprise charvi with the fact that she was down here? amara nguyen - big bad vampire - loose in the underground! her newfound double agent status was still a secret, of course, but she so enjoyed being the drama. and, well, perhaps she was just a little excited to see her. apprehensive? not nervous. definitely not - ha!

"surprise."

[bob-belcher]

Jennifer’s Body (2009) dir. Karyn Kusama

[sabrina-with-fangs]

"You know me, not one for easy revenge. What's the point without a little drama?" Sabrina smirked as she looked at Amara. She had some ideas, but she liked to keep her options open. Improvisation was important, especially when you were dealing with other supernatural beings. "I believe you were the first person to tell me not to trust men after my mother, of course. How stuck are you with this man and his plan?"

[amara-nguyen]

"Oh, that is so true! If you're not exercising your right to indulge in a little psychological torment, then what are you doing? I've no doubt that they will thoroughly deserve what's coming to them. You must let me know if you need anything to help you along." Amara placed a dramatic hand on her heart as she said, looking fondly over at Sabrina. How proud she was of her, still, after all these years. "A wise woman. Often it's better to tear out throats and ask questions later when it comes to men, too. You know me, my love. I'm flexible no matter what."

[the-taylor-salazar]

"And they said that our kind could never be real friends," she laughed. "It really is incredible, the healing power of a swimming pool. I'm shocked no one else has thought of it before. We deserve a prize." Her smile grew marginally less forced. Needs must, indeed. "So, should we also push for a hot tub too?"

[amara-nguyen]

"If you were around back in the day, Tay, we could have saved so much time. You or a swimming pool, we were severely lacking in both. I'll sweetly suggest that Eddie gets it together and throws a party in our name," Amara grinned. Alright, maybe it wasn't so bad. "Oh, definitely. One for everyone and then an even better one just for we VIPs."

[alex-andrews-hih]

"Well, that's the problem," Alex confided, finding reassurance in Amara's truth as it was his too. Not that he'd been telling Carrie to jump off cliffs or anything, but he wasn't convinced that she wouldn't if he'd asked. "She feels bad, I tell her she shouldn't, and then she doesn't. But it's not coming from her, it's me. It's not real. I don't know how to make it real - I can't." He hardly waited for her to finish pouring before chugging another mouthful of wine, only giving her a stern look at the suggestion of drinking an actual human being down here. You can take the girl out of the manor, etc. "I know when it is real though - like, when she feels something." Alex scoffed then, remembering the moment Carrie had seen Scott brought in from the explosion. Scott Smith. A nobody. He could handle their ending, but there was no denying that her feelings for Scott were part of it and while everything else filled him with sadness and loss, that part really just pissed him off. Alex might not deserve her anymore, but neither did he.

"What can you do?" He asked exasparated, "love just isn't enough, and I don't want this power. On top of that there's dealing with Corey, now Percy - and goddamn Chris is here too, let's not forget him." If the dome wasn't keeping him Alex would have fled long ago.

[amara-nguyen]

Amara had the utmost sympathy for Alex's unfortunate situation. She had been alive long enough to know mostly everything about heartache and loss. Devotion and devastation. Oh, how often the two went hand in hand. She couldn't do much for him right now, although she was resolved to at least try. Amara would never admit it out loud, but she felt the weight of the part she'd played in all this a little too much. Guilt was easy to ignore, but now it churned in her stomach and pumped poison into her veins. "It's not your fault," she said softly. "You haven't had any time, honey. It's hard enough turning someone you're in love with, let alone dealing with the aftermath. And a bloodline hunter? You both can't be expected to bounce back. If you had more time, if you could get some distance, then you could come back together. Instead, you're trapped. Everything is heightened when you're first turned, you know. Even now, and especially with your sire bond. A lot of things feel real until hindsight kicks in. Give yourself a break here, Alex. And give her some time, it's not like either one of you is short on it now."

Amara was uncorking another bottle as he listed off the names of his brothers (the new one included - gagged, by the way!). "I could kill someone, if you like. Say the word. Or I could compel them for you, your brothers included. Not very goody goody of me, I know... Failing that, I can refill your glass and lend you my entirely nonjudgmental ear. Your brothers don't have to be your responsibility tonight. Make it a tomorrow problem."

[lost-boy-andrew]

"Better than finding someone to fight, I think." Andrew smiled as he saw Amara, she was always a welcome prescene. There were a lot of people in the house he didn't like to see, but the vampire wasn't one of them. "You know me, always down to get drunk."

[amara-nguyen]

"Ah... you're trying to be a good boy, then?" Amara smirked. Werewolves weren't so complicated, you know. At least, not the ones that she liked. She clapped her hands together at his response, gesturing towards Cal's without further ado. "Me too. Well, as much as you can with a premium metabolism like mine. What's your poison? It's on me as I simply cannot go anywhere without being treated like a VIP."

[lost-boy-andrew]

Andrew was avoiding the house; he needed a minute away from all the chaos of everything. Most of it wasn't even the people; it was him, he had been thinking again. Walking around the town, he just wanted a minute, but in Havensdale, he wasn't sure it was possible.

"Can you spare a light? I need to smoke."

[amara-nguyen]

"Honey... is smoking still cool?" Amara asked, looking him over with overt curiosity. She'd known Andrew since the day this damned dome came down, they did share a house, after all. He was sweet, she thought. Oliver on the other hand was another story. It was just all so interesting. "Do you want a drink instead? Or ten?"

[goodsirs]

Poker Face 2.12 "The End of the Road"

[lulu-matthews]

"I..." Truly, Lulu did not want to brag. The idea made her feel deeply uncomfortable, even if an Original Vampire wasn't involved. "It really was mostly just good grades. And because I had some...prior experience in the supernatural." Lulu would be shocked if Amara didn't already know that Lulu was raised by bloodline hunters, and there was no point in denying it.

[amara-nguyen]

"Ah... I see." Amara could practically smell a bloodline hunter from a mile off, but Lulu was more interesting than that. She might have been capable of walking the walk, but she chose not to, didn't she? Down here, working away in the shadows. The smart girl. "And do you put your prior supernatural knowledge to good use now?"

[charlotte-the-confused]

Charlotte flinched a little. For all that she'd been feeling a near constant cloud of depression, the idea that Amara might see her, as well, a loser, it did sting a little. "I do other things too," she said, but it didn't exactly sound convincing. "A party? I mean..." Honestly, Charlotte wasn't sure what an Amara-planned party would even look like, but she had a feeling that if she said no to the concept, she would just be ignored. And yep, Amara was just going on, full steam ahead. "It could be fun." She definitely hadn't danced or anything for what felt like years. "...Yeah. Katie's Taylor's sister." But Amara surely knew that already.

[amara-nguyen]

Amara watched her keenly, waiting for her to warm up and indulge Amara properly. Unfortunately, she had no such luck. This was becoming increasingly tragic, wasn't it? If the ground opened up now, Amara would bet Charlotte would rather jump in the hole than remain in this conversation. "Yes, fun. You remember fun, don't you?" she encouraged, waving a hand dramatically. Holding back a sigh, she decided to go easy on Charlotte. "Well, I better get out of your way... there's a martini in the kitchen calling my name and well, I don't want to ignore her any longer. You are welcome to join, but no pressure."

[the-taylor-salazar]

"And I'm in complete agreement with you on that." Taylor gave the older vampire a wide, only somewhat forced smile at that. "Who doesn't love a little summer time poolside lounging? Look, I told you, I wasn't the one who popped it, but I am sorry..."

[amara-nguyen]

"We'll have to let the boys know that we're truly bridging gaps here, you and I," she teased, pressing her palms together to demonstrate. "Exactly! I would much rather on a beach somewhere beautiful, but needs must. Oh, I know, I know... I'm only teasing-," mostly, Amara wasn't totally convinced of Taylor's innocence- "No need for any of that."

[sabrina-with-fangs]

Sabrina wasn't a sentimental vampire; she had fun over the years with many people, but few had left much of an impact on her. She had not expected to run into anyone she knew or whom she wasn't looking to destroy. That was until her maker, it had been a while since they had crossed paths. "Just passing through, settling some debts owed." She was happy to see Amara, one of the few residents of the town that she could consider a friend. "And what is my maker doing here?"

[amara-nguyen]

Amara raised a curious eyebrow at Sabrina's answer, sure there was so much more to the story. "And how are you planning to settle them? Messily, perhaps?" If someone had hurt her, Amara had no doubt that Sabrina would have her revenge rather efficiently. Still, she was ready and willing to help. "Oh, your maker decided to listen to a man when he blah blah blah'd on about a big plan. Now she's stuck in a nowhere town, sharing a home with the world's most annoying creatures. Lessons learned."

[alex-andrews-hih]

"I'll take that deal," Alex chuckled, not really processing at that moment who he was making it with. Amara, well, she'd hardly brought the Big Bad vibes with her from the manor. In fact, it would be hard for him to argue that she hadn't found a way to be strangely amusing, if not delightful, during their encounters.

Her interest in him was strange. Alex couldn't quite figure out why she had any to start with; he was hardly the brains of this operation, let alone of any remarkable rank or holder of any great insight. She didn't seem interested in any of that, granted, focussing rather on his personal... failures. "We gelled better as vampire and hunter," he admitted, sinking a big gulp of blood wine as if had a chance to take him back to a time when they still were just that. It didn't, to the surprise of no one, but it was worth a shot, and it would be worth another. "Jordan taught us well, but," he shrugged, the sentence trailing off into nothingness. "I tried, I think. Not enough though. That's clear." He took another sip, not realising the glass was already empty. "I don't know. Carrie was feeling so much, and I just- I wanted her to be good. Happy. We broke up." Another shrug followed, "she is happy now, I suppose."

[amara-nguyen]

Amara couldn't help feeling a little triumphant as he opted to indulge in her line of questioning. Had she won him over at last? She'd never been patient, and despite her laundry list of sins, she hated to be hated. It was interesting, though. Most hunters didn't make it as vampires. In fact, in her experience, most hunters didn't make it past the transition. The fact the McReids hadn't been staked was practically groundbreaking! Not that Alex would want to hear any of that, so she opted to keep her awe to herself.

"I see... It is tricky, not everyone takes so well to it. I've had ones in the past who would have jumped off a cliff for me, you know? If I asked them to dive to the bottom of the ocean and stay there, they would have. And that's without feelings involved," she added. Amara was an Ancient Vampire, anyone she turned were more inclined to be strongly bonded to her, for better or worse. "You broke up?" a little gasp fell from her lips at the confirmation. She was already refilling his glass, handing it back gently. "If I'd known that, I would have brought something with a vein. Assuming that's allowed down here... Oh?" Amara had an inkling that there was more to the story. She canted her head, a soft smile on her lips. "Is there anything I can do for you?"