The Valkyrie

Bounty hunter and mercenary. 32/1200+

[catharina-rina]

margxgrey:

“I believe you did.” Margaret said, a smile tugging at her lips, as she took Rina in an embrace. Only a few people had Margaret allowed herself to open up to, and Rina was one of them. Helping her control her hunger and cravings when she first turned, Margaret stayed with her until she was able to control everything herself. Even after they parted ways, they always kept in touch. Margaret knew her old friend was in town, it was just a matter of time before they ran in to each other. “Oh, how i’ve missed you. How have you been?” Margaret asked. 

Rina allowed the hug, and returned it. She would not permit it from just anyone, but she trusted Margaret, at least as far as she could trust. She smiled at the younger blonde, glad to have run into her here. Hollow Grove certainly was a good place for reunions, she’d give it that much. “I’ve been all right,” she nodded. “And yourself?” 

[catharina-rina]

acemerritt:

“Okay. Is it to the left or the right?” She looked at the woman and titled her head. She frowned. “You don’t know where candles are or you don’t want to tell me where they are?”

“It’s on the right. Really you can’t miss it.” Well, she could, but that would mean she hadn’t really been looking. “Why would I not want to tell you where candles are?” she asked with a sigh. Rina rolled her eyes. “Never mind. No, I don’t know where they are, though using intuitive thinking, there’s probably at least some in the supermarket. 

[margxgrey-deactivated20190307]

It was the day after the memorial ball, and Margaret was still a little shaken up about the whole snow storm, she had just left the local bookstore. The only place in town she was somewhat familiar with. Being here only 3 months, and she still wasn’t as familiar as she should be with the town she now resided in. Perhaps she should take some time to let herself to get familiar with it. Margaret was loss in thought, as she walked not noticing the all too familiar face that was coming closer into view. 

@catharina-rina

[catharina-rina]

Walking down the street, a familiar presence had Rina looking around. Her eyes had clearly spotted and recognized someone before her brain fully processed it. Gazing around more slowly, Catharina’s eyes locked on a familiar blonde.  A small smile spread over her face. Margaret was not Rina’s progeny, but she might as well have been. It was Rina who taught her self control after all, and helped her through the tough ‘infancy’ stage after being turned. 

She tsked as Margaret almost walked by her. “Not paying any attention to the world around you,” she said aloud. “Didn’t I teach you better than that?” 

[ryderxdaniels]

“I wouldn’t pet him if I were you,” Ryder warned, referring to the German Shepard at his side. There was a reason Ryder referred to his dog as Bones. He was using his magic to cast a glamour around jim at the moment to make the skeleton dog he had resurrected look more or less alive. But if anyone was to actually pet him, they’d realize Bones wasn’t as furry as he might seem.

[catharina-rina]

Rina gave the man a look. She hadn’t been intending on touching the animal. She had been idly looking around, had noticed the pair and then...well she had noticed something distinctively odd about the dog. Catharina could hear a multitude of heartbeats around her at this minute...human, wolf, bird. But she could not hear the dog’s. “Is he not...alive?”

[zekemikaelson]

She was glad she had gotten her key to her room and that the storm had calmed down. It had been crazy. She still didn’t know about this place but she had nowhere else to go so she had to figure this all out. So many supernatural creatures here it was hard to get used to. She had figured out where a few things were. She looked around the streets. “Do you know where I can get some flowers?” That might help with all the strange scents. “Or maybe candles?”

[catharina-rina]

“Enchanted Gardens is one block over,” Catharina replied, not bothering to raise her sunglasses. She was happy enough to direct business Genevieve’s way. “As for candles....” she shrugged.

[catharina-rina]

nik-heimirsson:

This was one of the many things that Nik loved about Rina. She was always challenging, always questioning, and as annoying as it had to be at times, he enjoyed it. Now, it made him feel alive. “What do you want? For me to rip everyone who looks at you apart? Mark you my own?” His hand around her waist tightened, then, but he kept leading them, the dance going on. “Then again, you’re proving it without me having to already, love.”

“No, I think if you went on a murder spree, it would be particularly counter-productive,” Rina remarked. “This is a safe haven, remember?” She was curious what he was thinking of when he said he might mark her, though. He always did have such interesting ideas. She rolled her eyes. “Proving it? By allowing you to dance with me? I was simply preventing bloodshed.” 

[margxgrey-deactivated20190307]

Margaret was walking the event, taking everything in. It was definitely an extravagant party, and she was certainly impressed. As a waiter walked by, she politely grabbed another glass of champagne. As she moved further away from the large crowd gathered in the main room, she began looking at the pictures on the walls, not even noticing the familiar women walking up to her.    

[catharina-rina]

When Rina had spotted Margaret, a smile had slid across her lips. Though not one of her progeny, Margaret was almost as good as. After her changing, Rina had helped Margaret through her...transition period. “All the entertainment and people here, and you’re looking at the art,” she said in mock disappointment as she neared the other woman. 

[catharina-rina]

ruby-follett:

“It’s such a rarity, it’s accepted too eagerly.” Ruby smirked. Not that she minded that; her own manners were often accepted too eagerly, but it only ever resulted in her satisfying her bloodlust. “Exactly. I’m yet to see what makes this a good party.”

“And the confidence is far too high in some of those men. They think they could actually get women like us,” Rina replied, her tone indicating the absurdity of that thought. “No?” she asked, arching a brow. “You’re not having fun?” 

[catharina-rina]

nik-heimirsson:

They moved to the music, Nik’s attention remaining purely on Rina, ignoring everyone else round. He knew she knew the sort of power she had over him; even if he wasn’t willing to admit it. As she leaned closer, he brought her closer to him, his hold on her waist tightening a little. She was his. “Men, women. Everyone.” he leaned closer, then, too, yet not close enough to kiss her. “Mine.”

Their bodies were nearly plastered together now. She let her fingers flex where they rested on his shoulder, then relax. Rina imagined she could feel the heat form his hand on her waist. She raised her chin, meeting his gaze head on, defiant, challenging. “Prove it.”

[catharina-rina]

catherine-carmikael:

“Few ever inspire such awe in me that I allow them to become my teacher, thank you. If she wants to come to me then she will but I do not give chase. I am the chased.”

“Of course you are, darling,” Rina chuckled.

[catharina-rina]

callie-hastings:

Callie frowned, “It’s not about my boobs being too small or whatever, stuffing my bra isn’t going to fix the problem” She said, “It’s the top being loose all around.” She huffed, waving off the conversation of that now, maybe it wasn’t all that noticeable after all. “Yeah - I’m fine. Might just get a drink or something though.”

“Hmmm,” Catharina mused. Reaching upwards, she pulled a pin out of her hair, holding it up for the other woman to see. “Would you like me to see if there’s anything I can do?” she asked. She might as well try to fix whatever the younger vampire thought was wrong with it. 

[catharina-rina]

catherine-carmikael:

“Only the art itself. I cannot claim credit for that move, though I certainly would like to.” 

“I’m sure she’d be more than happy to show it to you again. Give you a private lesson. The student becoming the teacher?” 

[catharina-rina]

nik-heimirsson:

“Funny.” Nik growled, barely glancing at his wife before he focused back on the man. If only he could kill… perhaps, just perhaps. An accident could suffice. Falling onto a knife. Tripping and ripping the gut open. Nik continued to glare at the man, his glare deadly, as the other finally backed away. He’d take note of that face, and make sure something happened. An accident. Only when Rina finally spoke, he tore his eyes away from the stranger, wasting not another moment and wrapping his arm around her waist, bringing her closer. “You shouldn’t be dancing with men like him.” He spoke, anger- or jealousy- still evident in his tone as he began to lead her to the music.

Rina could tell by Nik’s tone that he meant precisely the opposite of funny. It warmed her that she could affect him like this, made her feel powerful. He was a powerful man, after all, and she still thrilled at him wanting her. “Who are men like him?” she challenged, tilting her head to the side. She leaned a little closer. “All men not you?” 

[catharina-rina]

ruby-follett:

“I am playing nice. That’s when dickheads start to think I’m flirting and giving them a permission to touch me.” Ruby smiled sweetly at the man, who, with the other vampire’s appearance, finally got the hint and ran. Once he was out of sight, she looked over at the blonde, a more amused smirk appearing on her face. “Didn’t expect you here.”

“That is a problem these days. People are confusing common decency and manners with attraction.” Rina rolled her eyes, wondering if politeness was such a rarity these days. Had men always been this stupid? This confident? Rina supposed the answer was yes in many cases. “Well you know how I enjoy a good party,” Rina drawled. 

[ruby-follett]

“Yes, it’s very pretty.” Ruby slid her strand of hair out of the stranger’s fingers. “But you’d make yourself a bigger favor if you just admitted it was an excuse to stare at my boobs. Less chances of losing an arm, darling.” 

[catharina-rina]

“Now, now, love. Play nice. You shouldn’t have let him get that close in the first place,” Rina said, putting her arm around the younger vampire’s shoulders. “Excuse us,” she said with a smile that was not at all friendly to the stranger with his hand in Ruby’s hair. He ran.

[catharina-rina]

callie-hastings:

“I’m not.” Callie said, dropping her hands now, “It’s just loose at the top but whatever.” She shook her head, flicking some of her hair over her shoulder now and picking up one of the decorated cookies, “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“I’m sure we can find something to stuff the top with if you’d like,” Rina offered, glancing around the room. She wondered if the girl had decided last minute to attend the party and so hadn’t bothered to buy anything to wear beforehand. Poor planning on her part then. She smiled, pleased by the compliment. “Thank you.” Rina was not vain, but she would take compliments where she could get them. “Are you enjoying yourself, other than your dress issues?” she asked politely. 

[catharina-rina]

nik-heimirsson:

Nichlaes wasn’t one to take pleasure in parties lik this. This celebration seemed absolutely reckless, useless, even. Yet here he was, dressed sharp, doing all of it just for the appearances. After all, as long as he appeared as normal and as good as possible, people would never assume him to be the bad guy? No one would ever assume him to be a cold-blooded killer, and would just happily continue to visit his yacht club.

Making his way into the grand ballroom, Nik observed the crowd. He wasn’t expecting to see the one person that remained on his mind all the time, figuring Rina would be far above some pitiful ball. Yet, here he was, picking up on her scent almost the same moment he stepped into the ballroom. Taking one of the many glasses of scotch the waiters were offering, Nik walked through the crowd, only stopping when he saw her. Despite all the people in the room, she still remained the most beautiful; not that it was ever a struggle.

But then his eyes landed on the man Catharina danced with, and Nik struggled not to smash the glass in his hands. Who the hell was he? What the hell was he doing with his wife? He watched as the man’s hand trailed down to her ass, and he growled, unable to help himself. It wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t anything head-turning, but if looks could kill, the man dancing with his wife would’ve been buried five times at this point. Downing his glass, he locked eyes with Rina, his glare not disappearing as he set the empty glass down, making his way over to the couple. 

“Mind if I interfere?” It wasn’t a question, however. It was a demand. 

“I think the phrase is mind if I cut in, love,” Rina purred, amused and aroused by the fierce look in Nichlaes’ eyes. She looked up at her partner, who still had his arms around her. “Better let him, darling,” she said. “Otherwise he might get violent.” The man seemed like he was going to protest, but thought better of it, and drew away, throwing a look back in the couple’s direction. Rina shook her head, then looked back up at Nik. “Well are you going to dance with me now?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.