Still Water Runs Deep

[aquaticequine]

rosexgianvai:

“I’m not a fighter, so put the knife down and we can do this the easy way.” She said setting her gun in the side hostler, unafraid of the suspect she was trying to apprehend, “Come on, this is an alley, you don’t know what goes bumping over here in the night.” She threatened, not knowing if they knew about the supernatural but she did and she knew they could be dangerous especially at this hour.. 

“Oh, I think we both know what goes bump in the night, Detective Giovanna.” Cleo stepped out of the shadow, hands in the air and knife gleaming. 

[aquaticequine]

@voiisper

“YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING CORPSE FUCKER.”

Cleo paced, the scars on her neck lifting up with each breath she took. Unfortunately, she could only take three or four steps before going the other direction, least she slam into the fucking barrier. And she was not giving Yuu any more ammo. Of any sort. 

“I’m going to fucking drown you when I get out of here.”

[aquaticequine]

micah-the-baking-witch:

A tracking spell. How the living hell had he not thought about that? “Holy fuck, you’re a genius!” he exclaimed happily.

Cleo laughed, patting the young man’s shoulder. “You flatter me but it’s only my age speaking.”

“If, and I’m only saying if, the tracking doesn’t work, I’m sure your little darling will return home. If anything, they’re probably much closer to home then you think.”

[aquaticequine]

micah-the-baking-witch:

Four hours… Micah had been searching for four hours already. Holding up his phone, with tears in his eyes, he stopped the next person he saw. “Have you seen this cat by any chance?” his voice was a shaky mix of hopeful and hopeless. Steven had been gone for gods know how many hours and Micah could only picture his poor, sweet baby lost in the big world. When he came home to find the window open and his pet gone, he was devastated. The cat had a collar and tags, sure, but that didn’t guarantee his return.

“Can’t say that I have. You don’t have a tracking charm on them?”

[aquaticequine]

dcvotcdxsinncr:

He folded his arms on his chest, trying to seem unbothered by the girl in front of him cutting her off. Thy did have a good time, that’s why Junghoo was so confused by the other’s behavior. He didn’t let people in that easily. In fact, even though he had a bright personality and was surrounded by people he never really had real friends around. He let her in because it seemed right and he was betrayed without a warning. “Let what go?” he snapped back. “I don’t even know what I’m supposed to let go because you didn’t say anything, you just dissapeared” he shrugged. “What the fuck did I do wrong?” 

“You weren’t human!”

“That was the only reason I was with you in the first place.”

[terminvtus]

aquaticequine:

Her hand floated up to the side of her temple, pressing against a point. Great, two weeks of stalking for nothing. There wasn’t enough time to find another mark, Cleo had already stayed too long in this city. Better cut her losses and skedaddle. Once she got of this mess that is.

Only her eyes move, watching him disappearing. She glanced behind her before staring back to the darkness in front of her. This all had magic scribbled all over it. Unlikely to be an inhuman and all the void shit wasn’t really an angel’s thing. Plus their oddly sterile yet sweet smell would have been a dead give away. He had a human’s scent about him but there was a smoky undertone that she had missed before. So hybrid then. Cambion? Demigod?

“Try something closer to the water, Mr. Deckard.” 

It could be considered as magic, yes, but was it magic when he was warping reality itself? Greyson didn’t really care too much about the mechanics or the semantics of his abilities; he only cared that they worked. And in this situation, he quite liked the fact that his abilities seemed to be the cause of her annoyance. Or was her frustration with herself?

He hummed before getting up from his spot. Greyson started to circle her. “A maiden of the waters. Well, isn’t that fun?” He stopped in front of her before he clapped his hands. “So how old are you? Looks like you made a rookie mistake.” The cambion grinned at her. “I’m just joking, lighten up. It’d be much more fun if you smiled.

[aquaticequine]

The snort escaped her before she even realise it was coming. "No one's called me a maiden for a long time. Say 80 years?" Cleo was still quite young for her species, maybe in her mid to late twenties if she were human. Age was such an odd thing to be ashamed about. Or rather be taught to be ashamed about. Perhaps it was just a human thing?

Cleo smiled. "I have a feeling you'd find it just as fun even if I didn't."

[aquaticequine]

terminvtus:

Greyson appeared on top of the table just as the entrance to the room disappeared. He walked towards her, his footsteps echoed into the emptiness of the room. “Not entirely.” He said after lowering himself to a knee. “I should punish you for being so foolish and I could. No one would be able to hear you scream in here.” The table disappeared underneath him and he fell into the darkness, no where to be seen. “But you aren’t too bad at going after bait… or was I supposed to say prey?” This time, he appeared behind her, leaning on the edge of what appeared to be nothing. “So what are you? Obviously, not a vampire of sorts. They tend to be more broody, paler, and burdened by their sins.”

Her hand floated up to the side of her temple, pressing against a point. Great, two weeks of stalking for nothing. There wasn’t enough time to find another mark, Cleo had already stayed too long in this city. Better cut her losses and skedaddle. Once she got of this mess that is.

Only her eyes move, watching him disappearing. She glanced behind her before staring back to the darkness in front of her. This all had magic scribbled all over it. Unlikely to be an inhuman and all the void shit wasn’t really an angel’s thing. Plus their oddly sterile yet sweet smell would have been a dead give away. He had a human’s scent about him but there was a smoky undertone that she had missed before. So hybrid then. Cambion? Demigod?

“Try something closer to the water, Mr. Deckard.” 

[aquaticequine]

when the day met the night

“Love? I wouldn’t go so far as that. My lifestyle doesn’t really allow for that kind of stuff to exist.”

“There was a “could have” though. Didn’t really work out.”

[aquaticequine]

the piano knows something i don’t know

the piano knows something i don’t know — does your curiosity ever get you into trouble?

“No, not really.”

“I don’t think I’m a nosy person but I tend to research anything that’ll help me get to the end goal.”

[feed-your-inbox]

My muse is under an honesty spell for one hour.

Send 👐+ any question you wish to ask my muse. They will have no choice but to answer truthfully.

[inbox-bait]

pretty. odd. asks 🌺

we’re so starving — have you ever left someone high and dry?

nine in the afternoon — have you ever done drugs?

she’s a handsome woman — do you live in the moment?

do you know what i’m seeing? — have you ever hallucinated?

that green gentleman — have things changed for the better in your life?

i have friends in holy spaces — has a former lover ever fucked you over?

northern downpour — do you ever feel lonely?

when the day met the night — have you ever been in love with someone who was the complete opposite of you?

pas de cheval — what’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you?

the piano knows something i don’t know — does your curiosity ever get you into trouble?

behind the sea — do you ever talk to god?

folkin’ around — what’s your favorite memory?

she had the world — do you ever feel like you could rule the world?

from a mountain in the middle of the cabins — what’s your favorite season of the year?

mad as rabbits — do you believe in true love?

[rosamundpike]

[aquaticequine]

📂

Cleo refuses to eat eyes. They freak her out. More importantly, they don’t taste that great either.

[aquaticequine]

dcvotcdxsinncr:

It had been a decade since the last time he saw her. Junghoo couldn’t really figured out the reason behind Cleo’s odd behavior towards him back then and surely he didn’t understand her behavior now. They had fun together and he actually liked being around her but at some point something went wrong and she dissapeared out of the blue. 

Now that she was here, he wanted to know what happened then but now she acted as i he didn’t exist. Where did he go wrong with her? Junghoo was dumb but he wasn’t mediocre. He couldn’t just let something go like that without knowing the truth behind her. 

Finally he cornered her. He knew the city better than her, after all. He tried his best to contain himself even though he was slowly getting angry at Cleo’s cold tone. 

The boy sighed and looked at her. “Well I had to” he said simply as he shrugged. “You’ve been fucking avoiding me since you got here.” he said as his tone was stern, far away from his smooth and gentle voice. “What the fuck is going on?”

“And you couldn’t take a hint?” 

"Let it go, Junghoo. It was fun but nothing lasts.”

It sucked. It sucked right in her chest. She didn’t want to hurt him. Junghoo had been a sweet guy but it wasn’t a good idea to have him following her around like this. Maybe she should cut her stay two years and leave now. It wasn’t like she was hurting for cash and things must have calmed down by now right?

[aquaticequine]

📂

The first time Cleo had ever been to an amusement park was with Junghoo. She fount that she wasn’t that fond of heights. She may have accidentally left  bruise marks on his arm during one of the roller coasters.

[aquaticequine]

terminvtus:

Greyson knew when he was being followed. Those who followed him either needed something from him or were curious. He liked the curious types; they were usually hunters who didn’t know any better yet. Tonight, however, he wasn’t dealing with a typical hunter. No, no, no, hunters lacked the the murderous intent his pursuer had. Sure, they had it, but nothing was as sharp as a predator stalking its prey. He turned into an alleyway and ducked down to walk through a hole in a fence, shrouded by a dark plastic. 

Normally, after crossing, one would meet the rest of the alleyway, but he was the fucking Cambion in this town, so he created a dark room, decorated with a long dining table, eerily and softly glowing, illuminated by a light source no where to be found. Greyson took a seat at the edge of the table, waiting for his guest. A playful glint in his eyes matched his smirk. “Well,” He greeted, “if you were hungry, you could have just asked.” // @aquaticequine

Cleo stumbled into the room, catching herself against the table. The hell? One minute she was trailing after a mark and the next, instead of peering into an alley, she was in a room. Wide eyes scanned the room, taking in the sudden furniture and the lack of anything else, before landing on the familiar face. “Oh god.” Her face fell into the palm of hand. “You’re not human, are you?”

[rp-meme-glaceon]

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