Sister to a Supreme.

Irina Muriel Dostoyevsky, Immortal, Dark Witch, Business Woman. I'm a dark witch, a sister and an aunt. I do not care for family trivialities. I lost my family a long time ago. Sister to Arianna Mother to Amelia Aunt to Scarlet, Roman and Velna.

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witchdahlia‌:

“You know you love having me around. Not only am I great company, I’m also delicious eye candy.” She ran a hand up her exposed milky thigh to accentuate her point. “And I pay attention to people’s schedules if they can help me rid myself of you, you pain in the ass.”

Irina drummed her nails on her desk, like a cat that was flicking it’s tail. “Well, I can’t deny the eye candy part” she mused, eyes focused on the womans hand as it ran up her leg. “Oh please, if I annoyed you so much you wouldn’t come and see me” she husked.

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witchdahlia‌:

“Well I think so too, and I think you’re lucky to have someone like me around.” She blew a kiss toward the other and winked, before draining her glass again and setting it back on the table. “Mm, I’ll just have to check back when she’s less busy. You can stay for now though.”

“Oh please, I would hardly call it luck, if anything I’m questioning if I have accidentally broken a mirror recently due to receiving such BAD luck” she teased, too draining the last of her glass and then resting it against the side of her face. “I had no idea you were so clued up on her schedule?”

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witchdahlia‌:

“Mm in most cases no, but I make an exception for you. Isn’t that nice of me?” She smirked lightly, her gaze drifting to the woman’s hair when the other slid a hand through it. “It suits you like that, you know?” She chuckled lightly at her words. “Very unfortunate, I was hoping to return you to sender. Guess I’ll just have to put up with you some more.”

“I suppose that it is nice of you” she agreed, her eyes still mirthful as she watched her, her fingers twitching as if they were a cats tail. The witch couldn’t help but be attracted to the other, it was the dark witch nature in her. “Well, perhaps when her mailbox is less jam packed?”

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witchdahlia‌:

“I don’t think I’ve ever thought much of her, though perhaps it’s because of who I side with.” Dahlia pursed her lips, shaking her head at the dark haired woman. She couldn’t mask the amusement the other brought her though. “Perhaps the devil will consider taking you back, I’m sure she has some sort of return policy? Perhaps a receipt was left with you?”

“Well, there is that...Southern American witches aren’t going to associate with us Russians are you?” she teased, pushing a hand through her short dark locks, thinking of how long her hair really was under the guise of her spell. “She may well do, though I think she’s dealing with her own shit, she hasn’t got time to deal with my faulty ass...”

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witchdahlia‌:

“I guess I’ve just never gotten along with her, she’s not someone I can imagine myself being on pleasant terms with. If only she was as enjoyable as her sister.” She smirked lightly over at the other woman. “You really are quite the pain the ass, you know? You can be such an absolute little shit.”

“She had her fun moments when she was tearing up villages and killing children, something changed in her when the coven home burned down....I was long gone by then though” she huffed in amusement, loving a compliment. “Well, that’s what was said when I came out of the womb, given to the world by the Devil herself, though of course to my old coven that was endearing.” she said giving a nip at her.

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witchdahlia‌:

“I wish it was you instead of your sister. No offence to you, but she really is quiet insufferable. I hope you don’t mind me saying that.” Dahlia took a sip from her glass before sighing dramatically. “You make things so difficult. Just say something nice and feed my ego.”

“Say it all you wish...” Irina chuckled, shaking her head “She has had to deal with much more than I have, but she has began to get soft with the more children she’s had.” she added, licking her lips and then giving a heavy sigh. “It’s because of that that I won’t...I’m the one with the bigger ego”

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witchdahlia‌:

“If we both knew the answer, I wouldn’t have asked, would I?” The blonde stated, a light hum falling from her lips. She shook her head at the other, unable to stop the smile that appeared on her lips. “Unnecessary sarcasm, you could just compliment me properly, I don’t think it’d kill you.”

Irina gave a suck of her teeth and then looked to her “I’d be what my sister is...That would be my ideal” she said simply, her gaze falling away from the other as she swallowed down the upset at the idea. “I can’t do it, I don’t think it’s at all part of my genetic coding”

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witchdahlia‌:

“I think it’s good to rebel sometimes. But what is it you want to be, dear?” She asked, sipping from her glass. She wiped a few stray drops from her lips before smirking. “I can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not when you call me sweet. Definitely seems like sarcasm…”

“I think we both know the answer to that question...” Irina said simply. refusing to tell the other what she really wanted, hating to even entertain the thought. “I’m always sarcastic...” she chuckled lowly. 

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witchdahlia‌:

“Well aren’t you just the little rebel? What an exciting little thrill that must be.” She picked her hand up off of her thigh, reaching out for the drink the other had poured. “I’m not exactly the best at making friends, but I suppose I’ll just have to try my best.”

“I’ve always been a rebel, I have to be...It’s in my blood, especially since I can’t be what I want to be” she mused, even if there was a slight bitter undertone to it, feeling that her sister squandered the gift she had. It seemed that even after all her years she’d never be fine with it. “Oh really? a sweet one like you can’t make friends?”

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witchdahlia‌:

“Mhm, a shame indeed. And i bet it is. The fun is in the chase.” The blonde smirked lightly before draining the rest of the glass before setting it back on the table in front of them. “I hope for the same to be honest. I have no interest of suffering through my death. I would just like it to come and go.”

“Of course the fun is in the chase, why now I’m having a fling with an enemy of the family, it keeps things extremely interesting” she hummed, draining her own glass and then picking up the bottle again and only pouring them another drink again. “Then I’d say to make friends with the hunter that finds you” she chuckled.

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witchdahlia‌:

“Maybe that’s why we never had our fun together, I wasn’t the little mouse that was caught by the big bad cat.” She pouted slightly, though a grin lit her face when she noticed the other’s gaze. She ran a hand over the length of her thigh before settling it over the fabric of the leather skirt she was wearing. “Oh yeah, well that makes sense. What goes around comes around and all that nonsense.”

“A shame, such a fun game to play” The witch chuckled, then drumming her nails on the wooden desk before her, giving a small click of her tongue and then taking another drink of her whiskey.  “Well, I hope that when my time eventually comes it will fast and swift, no choking on blood, burning alive, just a simple lights out.”

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witchdahlia‌:

“That doesn’t surprise me in the least, you’ve always been like that. Though dominance isn’t something that scares me, I’ll meet your eyes without a worry.” The blonde leaned back slightly, crossing a leg over the other. “Well of course. What would we be if we didn’t attract trouble. Trouble hangs around all of us.”

“I always enjoy my fun with those that can’t, I can make a lot of women become mice before the cat” she grinned, her eyes going to the others legs as she crossed them, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. “Comes with all the years of shit that our ancestors have done...It all falls on us, if that karma bullshit is anything to be believed in”

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witchdahlia‌:

“Unfortunately life is like that sometimes. Not everything can be sunshine and rainbows.” Dahlia smirked against the rim of her glass, her eyes rolling at the other’s words. “And talking back isn’t something you allow? No wonder your reflection gets your attention. Your smirk is nothing but trouble, just like you.” She tutted at her, biting her lip slightly. “That we will.”

Irina shook her head, a silent hate for the others words since Dahlia would never know just what had happened in Russia because Irina had been so ashamed of it. “I like my dominance in the bedroom, in my work and even in my family- my daughter doesn’t even dare to look me in the eyes anymore” she said proudly “Trouble comes with dark witches, it’s our birthright” she winked.

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witchdahlia‌:

“Life has a way of surprising you with outcomes you least expect.” She rolled her eyes at the other with a smirk, moving to tilt her own glass to her lips. “You must have such a fun time kissing your own reflection. But yes, you are indeed gorgeous.” The blonde then shrugged a shoulder. “I think my ability to handle pressure and bad situations is what will keep me alive.”

Irina nodded “Not at all for the better either, I hate many of the outcomes from my choices” she chuckled, before then took a drink of her own whiskey and took a breath afterwards, allowing the burn to flow through her chest. “My reflection doesn’t talk back, and she has a devilish smirk I enjoy. Thank you for the validation” she winked. “Oh we shall see..”

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witchdahlia‌:

“Strange, isn’t it? Never thought this would be my life, but here we are.” The blonde tilted her head, smirking over at the other. “Confidence is so delicious on women, I love that. But I suppose you’re right, you are everyone’s type.” She couldn’t help but watch as the other stretched out, her gaze gliding over every inch of the other’s body. “Mm perhaps, but that won’t happen to us. I can feel it.”

“I’d agree with you there, this was not where I’d seen myself ending up, especially since I ran away from Russia to be here...” she chuckled. “See, I told you so, I’m gorgeous” she purred, swilling her whiskey in her glass, watching the liquid. “Arrogance, that’ll get you killed....But the confidence just may keep you alive”

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witchdahlia‌:

“You should be, I find it very hard to tolerate most.” Dahlia rose an eyebrow at the other, her lips pursing slightly. “What makes you so sure you’re my type, hm? You seem very confident in that.” Her gaze flickered to the woman’s legs for a moment before snapping back to her face. “At the moment, yes. But we’re working on that, we’re rebuilding.”

“And yet you’re such a sister witch, needing to be around your coven” she chuckled, immediately catching how the other looked at her legs “Oh I’m everyones type, I’m gorgeous and I know that I am...” she mused, almost stretching herself out to show off her body more. “That’s what they all say and then hunters come in and tear everyone apart...”

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witchdahlia‌:

“You’re a wise one though, one I find easy to tolerate.” She shot other a smirk, long fingers sliding through blonde tresses. “If I wanted you to have your way with me, this meeting would be a very different one. It has nothing to do with Serafina, perhaps you’re just not my type.” She winked, a chuckle leaning her lips. “Oh no, the coven I belong to has always been a perfect place for me.”

“Oh then I should be so honoured?” The witch wondered, almost smirking herself and yet wanting to warn the other, something she always did with people, all too afraid of letting people in close to see she had her softer and more playful side at times. “Oh you know full well I’m your type, I can see how you’ve looked at me over the years” she said purposely crossing and uncrossing her legs. “Though I hear it is mostly non-existent?”