And he's gone. I have Ariel drafted and will reply to Greta again tomorrow as well. I'm logging out of here but I'll still be around on one of my 15 million other blogs.
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And he's gone. I have Ariel drafted and will reply to Greta again tomorrow as well. I'm logging out of here but I'll still be around on one of my 15 million other blogs.
Meeting again|| Greta & Salem
āRelax will ya? Iām not going to insult you this time aroundā¦not yet anyway.ā He walks by her and jumps into the empty seat just the opposite of where she was sitting. His tail hung off the back of the chair as he sat up looking at Greta, swinging it back and fourth.āYouāre not really leaving are you? I just wanted to have some friendly conversation.ā At least he was going to try to. Friendly and Salem didnāt particularly mix very well but if it would make the young woman stick around, then he would try his best to be. Keyword is try.
āFriendly, huh? Thatās a change.ā She threw a glace at her surroundings, making sure no one noticed that she was talking to a cat, before she mentally kicked herself. Yeah right, like anyone would notice anything in this fucked up town. She looked down at Salem, curious as to what he might be up to. SheĀ cautiouslyĀ took her seat, pulling it beneath her not taking her eyes off the feline now sitting across from her. āSo what is it that you want, cat?ā
"I can be friendly when I want to, and it just so happens that right now is one of those times." He replies, watching as she took her seat once again.Perfect.He thought to himself."I'm here for some entertainment and conversation.Ā I find this town to be as dead as Mitt Romenys sex life, therefore you are the only human I know that could keep me from dying of boredom. Is that a good enough of an answer for you?"
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āI do more then just talk, get to know me overtime and you might be able to see for yourself.ā He gives a wink then nods his head,āI do but not just any book, I need a grimore. This town is crawling with vamps and other things and I need to update my magic and..other things.ā He says, holding back from telling her about his plans to take over the small town, enslaving every living creature living within it.
Ariel nodded before looking down to him. āAre we going to cut the crap Mr. Cat? Or do I have to kick you out of my storeā¦and yes I do mean literally.ā With a smirk she then softened it to a smile. āWhat do you actually need the book for?ā
" Someones feisty, but no the animal abuse won't be necessary." Why she was questioning him, he didn't know but he wasn't going to give her the answer she wanted, which of course was the truth. Instead, he gave her a simple response."I told you already. Were you expecting an in-depth explanation?"
Sorry about the replies guys, the muse is being a tad complicated at the moment. I'm keeping him around though so I'm not going anywhere anytime soon x
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Continuing to remain where he sat,he replies,āHow do you think vamp, I walked in like everyone else. But Iām sure you already knew that.ā He responds, gesturing to the door with his tail clearly not amused with the voice she used on him.āAre you the owner of thisā¦.place?ā
Ariel sat down. āYou talkā¦..Huh.ā She said, confused but gained the logic. Why would there not be talking cats in this universe. āYeah I own this joint.ā She replied with a twirl of her finger. āNeed a book?ā
"I do more then just talk, get to know me overtime and you might be able to see for yourself." He gives a wink then nods his head,"I do but not just any book, I need a grimore. This town is crawling with vamps and other things and I need to update my magic and..other things." He says, holding back from telling her about his plans to take over the small town, enslaving every living creature living within it.
I love you okay? Just know that x
I love you bunches <3 MUAH! I love Salem too <3 Because he is cute!
Aww <333 But he's kinda mean until he gets to know you, I hope mun and muse still likes him. THEY ARE ALMOST THE SAME AGE!
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It was freezing out, which was odd considering he was down south where it was known to remain warm for a good period of time, either way Salem was in need of some warmth and fast. Watching closely as some young children stepped inside of a book store, the feline slipped inside just before the heavy glass door slammed shut.āFinally, some heat.ā He says in relief as he trotted his way up to the front desk.āWhy Iām here I may as well see about a grimore or two.ā He says to himself before clearing his throat loudly wanting the vampires attention.
Ariel heard a sound of a throat clearing and turned around, she didnāt see anyone which confused her, Leaning onto the counter she looked down to spot a black feline. āOhā¦.ā walking around the counter she assumed the cat had become stuck in the store. Reaching down she held her hand out for it to come to her. āWell how did you get in here, kitty?ā She asked in a baby voice not expecting it to answer.
Continuing to remain where he sat,he replies,"How do you think vamp, I walked in like everyone else. But I'm sure you already knew that." He responds, gesturing to the door with his tail clearly not amused with the voice she used on him."Are you the owner of this....place?"
Did you know Ariel talks to cats now? I bet all you love interests didnāt sign up fore that, DID YA!?
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I was far to amused not to post!Ā
I love you okay? Just know that x
Did you know Ariel talks to cats now? I bet all you love interests didnāt sign up fore that, DID YA!?
lol -dying-
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Ariel stacked a row of books, singing a Christmas carol softly to herself. She had a good voice so she didnāt think anyone would mind, nor did she think anyone would actually here her.Ā
It was freezing out, which was odd considering he was down south where it was known to remain warm for a good period of time, either way Salem was in need of some warmth and fast. Watching closely as some young children stepped inside of a book store, the feline slipped inside just before the heavy glass door slammed shut."Finally, some heat." He says in relief as he trotted his way up to the front desk."Why I'm here I may as well see about a grimore or two." He says to himself before clearing his throat loudly wanting the vampires attention.
Ā Salem still has his magic. Just a headsup for those who may try to pose a threat or attempt any kind of animal abuse.
Meeting again|| Greta & Salem
Mystic Falls was slowly but surely beginning to grow on Salem. His first night in town he managed to meet a lot of the citizens. Some he took to and, well, some he told himself he never wanted to speak to again. One particular person he found himself taking to was the young witch Greta. Despite the two not getting off on the right foot, he actually found her company enjoyable. Not to mention he loved getting under her skin. Though that was true, there was still a major part of him that sincerely liked conversing with her and wished to do it again. He wandered about the small town until he managed to find her, or someone who seemed to be her.āHey there witchy,long time no talk.ā
Greta had been enjoying the cool night air by sitting alone at a small table outside a cafe, finishing up her ginger tea when a strangely familiar voice called up to her from the darkness. She swiveled her head this way and that trying to locate where the voice was coming from when she looked down and spied a black cat twitching itās tail a few paces from her feet. She narrowed her eyes, standing suddenly. Her chair made a rude sound as it scrapped across the ground.
āOh great. You again.ā she whispered.
"Relax will ya? I'm not going to insult you this time around...not yet anyway." He walks by her and jumps into the empty seat just the opposite of where she was sitting. His tail hung off the back of the chair as he sat up looking at Greta, swinging it back and fourth."You're not really leaving are you? I just wanted to have some friendly conversation." At least he was going to try to. Friendly and Salem didn't particularly mix very well but if it would make the young woman stick around, then he would try his best to be. Keyword is try.
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YES! this bitch ass cat! Iām ready for yoooou!
Lmao lol. He's sorry! I promise he is!
Meeting again|| Greta & Salem
Mystic Falls was slowly but surely beginning to grow on Salem. His first night in town he managed to meet a lot of the citizens. Some he took to and, well, some he told himself he never wanted to speak to again. One particular person he found himself taking to was the young witch Greta. Despite the two not getting off on the right foot, he actually found her company enjoyable. Not to mention he loved getting under her skin. Though that was true, there was still a major part of him that sincerely liked conversing with her and wished to do it again. He wandered about the small town until he managed to find her, or someone who seemed to be her."Hey there witchy,long time no talk."
Back and account hopping. Would anyone like a starter?
There's vampires and witches in this town?
Iām sorry did you say something? I stopped listening to you the moment you opened your mouth to begin your sentence. [ he attempts a smirk and sits before her]
Greta looks down at the cat, tilting her head in a contemplative gesture. She closes her eyes and lets out a tired sigh before waving her hand at the cat.
Salem looks up at the young witch and heaves a sigh of his own."Must you witches be so sensitive? If it makes you feel better I'll apolo-..." He hesitates, rethinking for a slight moment what he was about to say."I'll say I'm sorry."