Hola, Bitches

[charlene-mcgee]

Open to verse

[suavebeaumontvamp-archive]

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Well, at least she was enjoying herself, even if she was slowly massacring his toes. She seemed to be starting to see the fairytale, the magic in it all. This ball was definitely not all that magical if one were to look past the pretty dresses and dancing, but if that’s what she wanted to think, he was certainly not going to ruin that idea for her. He chuckled lightly at her comment.

“Well, I’ve had a few years of practice,” he shrugged. “Believe it or not, you’re not all that difficult to carry.”

[charlene-mcgee]

"I Guess this means i should probably get some lessons, huh?” She smiled up at him. It was strange how quickly he changed how she felt about the place. One moment everything was uncomfortable and scary, the next she was enjoying herself and feeling safe by his side. “You know, for a vampire you’re not so bad.” Charlie chuckled, though there was truth to that. things could have been so different if it had been someone else that bit her - someone else that took her in.

[charlene-mcgee]

Open to verse

[suavebeaumontvamp-archive]

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“Everyone is an open book to me. It takes a master of body language to stop themselves from showing it,” Sebastien smiled. “I’ve spent a few years honing my skills.” He started to step them slowly around in a simple waltz, releasing her hand for a moment to tip her chin back up to look at him. “Don’t look at your feet Charlie. Just let me lead. You’ll do just fine.” He took her hand again, keeping his eyes trained on hers, trying to keep her from looking down at her feet again. “I’ll ignore if you step on my toes.”

[charlene-mcgee]

It could have been the slow spinning, or maybe even the lights in the room, but everything around them seemed to fade as they danced. Looking at Sebastian helped to guide her confidence and soon her face was alight with a childlike smile. Everything felt perfect now, just like the balls she’d dreamt of. Dancing, gowns, a charming Prince. She couldn’t help but to laugh at the notion, but her smile would faulted from time to time as she felt her feet press against the soft surface that she feared was his feet.

“You’re not a half bad dancer after all.” She smiled up at him, “I mean, you’re carrying my ass pretty well.”

[charlene-mcgee]

Open to verse

[suavebeaumontvamp-archive]

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Sebastien smirked slightly at her question. “The only person that ever succeeds in a conversation with me is me,” he muttered. “I’m rather more adept at conversation than most. I watch body language. It gives me quite the advantage over most when talking to them. I already know more about them than they know about themselves just by the way they hold themselves” He pulled her in, wrapping an arm around her waist and smiling down at her. “Don’t worry. Dancing is easy with a good partner.”

[charlene-mcgee]

“Guess I’m a bit of an open book then, huh?” She muttered, looking at their feet as a small blush started to flush across her cheeks. A shiver ran down her spine as he pulled her close and she could feel her breath catching in her throat as she felt his eyes on her. despite his words and the trust she had for him, she couldn’t help but worry that it would take more than just a good partner.

[charlene-mcgee]

Open to verse

A ball. Sure. That has to be magical, right?

The moment she stepped through the doors her face dropped and she felt a shiver run down her spine. This wasn’t exactly what she was hoping for - then again, she probably should have guessed.

In a hope to keep attention away from herself, Charlie kept her eyes on her feet, her head low as she walked towards the refreshments. “Just stay cool. you can do this.” She whispered to herself, her head nodding slightly at her encouragement as she reached for one of the glasses.

[suavebeaumontvamp-archive]

Charlie had been nervous from the start about coming to this ball, but between his insisting and his showing her the ballgown he had picked for her, he seemed to have managed to convince her it was at least somewhat of a good idea. She knew she couldn’t really resist anything he wanted her to do, but Sebastien didn’t want to make her think she was being forced into anything.

He noticed her immediate beeline for the refreshments, and he left her to her own devices for a while, choosing to go and chat with a few of his acquaintances. Eventually he spied her again, head still down, trying to appear invisible.

“Not magical enough for you, love?”

[charlene-mcgee]

Charlie had spent more time avoiding everyone than anything else. The “free for all” rule just made everything scare her - especially when she was already happy to be taken care of by Sebastian. She had to admit, there were a few good looking girls there, but the whole thing just made her uncomfortable.

When Sebastian joined her to the side of the room she let out a small laugh, “I think I’m still just getting over the fact I’m part of it now.” She looked up to him with a smile, hands tugging nervously at her dress, “Friends of yours?” Charlie asked as she nodded towards the vampires he had been with.

[suavebeaumontvamp-archive]

“You’ll get used to it. Balls might be pretty, but aside from that there’s very little difference between them and any other meeting. People just like to pretend that they’re more important than they really are,” Sebastien smiled, steering her towards the dance floor. “Just us rich people liking to show off what our money can buy.”

He glanced over at the group he had been conversing with. Sebastien wasn’t exactly a friends man, more the sort that had plenty of people who owed him a favour, and thought if they tried to be friendly, he might waive their debt. “I wouldn’t say that,” he mused. “More like business associates. I know most here, I just don’t know them particularly well. I can’t really call any of them friends, just that we all act friendly towards each other.”

[charlene-mcgee]

There was a lot to learn about this world, and Sebastian is just another mystery. Charlie knew only a little about him, but every thing she found out only raised another question. “And did any of them succeed?” She asked, trying to push back her nerves as he led her onto the dance floor. Dancing would definitely make it more of a ball, but she didn’t know how to dance….especially is this outfit.

[charlene-mcgee]

Open to verse

A ball. Sure. That has to be magical, right?

The moment she stepped through the doors her face dropped and she felt a shiver run down her spine. This wasn’t exactly what she was hoping for - then again, she probably should have guessed.

In a hope to keep attention away from herself, Charlie kept her eyes on her feet, her head low as she walked towards the refreshments. “Just stay cool. you can do this.” She whispered to herself, her head nodding slightly at her encouragement as she reached for one of the glasses.

[suavebeaumontvamp-archive]

Charlie had been nervous from the start about coming to this ball, but between his insisting and his showing her the ballgown he had picked for her, he seemed to have managed to convince her it was at least somewhat of a good idea. She knew she couldn’t really resist anything he wanted her to do, but Sebastien didn’t want to make her think she was being forced into anything.

He noticed her immediate beeline for the refreshments, and he left her to her own devices for a while, choosing to go and chat with a few of his acquaintances. Eventually he spied her again, head still down, trying to appear invisible.

“Not magical enough for you, love?”

[charlene-mcgee]

Charlie had spent more time avoiding everyone than anything else. The “free for all” rule just made everything scare her - especially when she was already happy to be taken care of by Sebastian. She had to admit, there were a few good looking girls there, but the whole thing just made her uncomfortable.

When Sebastian joined her to the side of the room she let out a small laugh, “I think I’m still just getting over the fact I’m part of it now.” She looked up to him with a smile, hands tugging nervously at her dress, “Friends of yours?” Charlie asked as she nodded towards the vampires he had been with.

[charlene-mcgee]

Open to verse

A ball. Sure. That has to be magical, right?

The moment she stepped through the doors her face dropped and she felt a shiver run down her spine. This wasn’t exactly what she was hoping for - then again, she probably should have guessed.

In a hope to keep attention away from herself, Charlie kept her eyes on her feet, her head low as she walked towards the refreshments. “Just stay cool. you can do this.” She whispered to herself, her head nodding slightly at her encouragement as she reached for one of the glasses.

[charlene-mcgee]

Name: Charlie Bradbury

Age: 20

Category: Blood Slave

One minute she was a geeky hacker moving from town to town whenever someone would catch onto her activities, but that all changed when she met these two hunting brothers. It was impossible, wasn’t it? Monsters. There was no way they could be real. Except…you know, that they were.

With her eyes now opened to the world of possibility, Charlie was drawn in by the idea of magic and sense of adventure. She was more than slightly disappointed when she came to the realization that maybe real life wasn’t as mystical as all her books and games brought her to believe.

It wasn’t a surprise that the vampires would reveal themselves – especially with the decline of hunters around the world. Unfortunately, this meant that she had to find a way to survive once more. At first she thought about joining the rebels and being a hero – become one of the heroes in her books – but that was short lived when she came face to face with the vampires.

Charlie was in way over her head when she stumbled across the nest, and, in all honesty, part of her wanted it. At least this way she would really be part of the magic.

Awkward/cheery/geek/kind-hearted/shy

[thexmoralxmikaelson-archive]

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 Returning his attention back to the witch at hand, Elijah sank his fangs into the  woman’s neck,  drinking deeply at her life essence until there was nothing left.  He let the body drop,  straightening up and fixing his suit before he turned back  to his unfortunate witness.  She looked terrified, and rightly so. It was probably  only her  fear  that  had  kept  her  from  immediately  running  in  the  opposite  direction.  Though that was a good thing for him.  He had no wish to hunt down  any witnesses tonight.

   “Do not be frightened.  I have no reason to  hurt  you,”  he murmured     softly, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the blood from     his face.  “You are in no danger from me. Just breathe. What’s your     name?”

[charlene-mcgee]

What was she even doing? Why wasn’t she already as far away from there as her legs could get her? Probably because this was as far as her legs were getting her.

Her hands shook as she lowered them from her face, looking at the man before her as he wiped off his face as if he’d just finished a meal at a restaurant. He was right, though. Breath. Charlie repeated in her head, trying to get her mind working once again.

It wasn’t like it was hard to get her head around. He was a vampire and she’d just seen him kill a lady. It doesn’t really get more straightforward than that. “You’re...not going to kill me?” She finally choked out, looking at him cautiously - now that was a little harder to get her head around.

[charlene-mcgee]

thexmoralxmikaelson:

charlene-mcgee said “What are you doing!?”

Send “What are you doing!?” to see my muse about to murder someone.

     Damn.

 Elijah had not expected witnesses, and certainly not witnesses like the girl who  had managed to stumble across him about to kill the witch.  But if he didn’t, she  was just  going to cause even more  trouble.  He could deal with a  witness.  He  couldn’t deal with any more curses.

   “I suggest you look away,” he growled as he moved to bite the     struggling witch.

What in the world had she just stumbled in on? One moment Charlie had been walking back to her hotel, the next she found herself stuck as a witness to a vampire attack. There was nothing she could do - she’d only seen this in movies or read about it on the web. In the panic of the moment she obeyed, covering her face as a small shocked scream broke from her lips before swallowing back any other sound as she stood, frozen on the path.

[j-hxrvelle-deactivated20190822]

Jo was on her way to work a case involving a poltergeist when she’d picked up Charlie. The place she was headed was a few towns over as well and she couldn’t help but wonder if they were headed to the same place. That would sure be some coincidence. Her mother would’ve called it fate. “You wouldn’t happen to be goin’ to Greenville, would ‘ya?” she asked, casting a hopeful glance at Charlie in her mirror.

[charlene-mcgee]

Her mouth hung open slightly in surprise. Of all the places someone would visit generally, Greenville was far from going on that list, and yet here was her saviour heading to the same small town. “Yeah, actually.” Her smile came back, her fingers brushing through her hair to move it aside again, “Going to be honest with you, I didn’t think anyone else even knew the place existed.” She chuckled, her nerves starting to lift from her shoulders. Of all the people that would be driving along this old road, she just happened to meet the right one. Maybe her bad luck was turning around - and to think she was worried to tell the boys because she expected they wouldn’t have faith in her. Well, no faith and the fact they’d try to stop her.

[j-hxrvelle-deactivated20190822]

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Jo liked the way that Charlie spoke of her truck. Sure, it wasn’t much, and it definitely wasn’t anything like the boys’ Impala, but it was hers, and she loved it. “I bartend when I can” she said, to answer Charlie’s question. And pull credit card scams when I’m really desperate… “I don’t spend a lot of money when I can avoid it. This life doesn’t like, reap a lot of dough, but I get by” This life. In Jo’s opinion, the life she’d chosen was worth the struggle. She saved lives and got to travel the country’s winding roads. It wasn’t a bad gig. She couldn’t help but wonder though, what turned Charlie into a wanderer. 

[charlene-mcgee]

Charlie smiled at Jo’s answer. It was nice to hear that there was a simpler life out there, but even still, it was too late for Charlie to change what she was doing. She had her mind set, she would never go back to the oblivious girl she used to be. “Where’re you heading anyway? I just needed to make it a few towns over, I’m checking out, uh…” Charlie stopped for a moment - she couldn’t exactly tell a woman she’d just met that she was tracking down a ghost, “This cool old house they’ve got. My friends were telling me about it. Figured it was worth seeing.” Sure, her friends. The only friends Charlie had now were Sam and Dean, and she wouldn’t really say she got to talk to them all that often - not to mention that if she saw them it normally meant trouble.

[j-hxrvelle-deactivated20190822]

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Jo shrugged one shoulder nonchalantly. She tipped her head to the side to look at Charlie. “Good question” she replied, still pondering what her answer would be. On one hand, she was definitely still going away from home– with every case, she felt one step further from the girl she was at the Roadhouse. On the other hand, she was still going towards something, wasn’t she? The life that she’d always longed for was within her grasp now, and she was getting closer and closer to being as good of a hunter as her dad. “Neither I guess” she admitted, “I’m just– Just wandering”

[charlene-mcgee]

Charlie couldn’t help but to smile at the thought. It would be nice to be so certain of yourself, even in the face o uncertainty itself. And then there she was. A woman on her own, chasing down her own story. If it wasn’t for the incident last week, she might have still been in that town - still been a Queen in her own little story. After everything that happened, it made her realise how much she wanted it all to be real. How much she wanted to make it real for herself. “I’ve actually only just started to get an understanding of what I’m looking for, myself.” She admitted, tucking her hair back behind her ear again, “So, uh, how do you get by for cash? I mean, with all the travelling and that. Plus, you keep this old girl running.” Her hand traced along the dash of the truck. It might not be the worst idea to find another way to make money aside from her usual hacks. Something maybe slightly less illegal.

[j-hxrvelle-deactivated20190822]

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Jo took that in for a moment as she stared out at the long, empty stretch of road before them. There was glimmer in her chocolate colored eyes, and her heart fluttered with wanderlust. Part of the reason she’d wanted so desperately to hunt was so that she could see more majestic views than a lonesome bar and flat, prairie land. “I understand completely” she said softly, her eyes still on the horizon, “I’m the same way.”

[charlene-mcgee]

A small laugh broke from Charlie’s lips, not because anything in particular was funny, but because she found it strangely comforting to be around Jo. “What bring you out this way, anyway?” She asked, looking back over at the blonde as she shuffled in her seat, her bag still hugged close to her, “Going to or coming from?”

[j-hxrvelle-deactivated20190822]

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Jo fiddled with the radio volume and turned it down just a tad. She glanced at Charlie as she drove. “What, pick up strange women off the side of the road?” she said, “Not often. I’m not one to ignore someone needin’ my help, though, and you look like you’ve been walking for a while” She smiled a warm, amiable smile. Jo was curious though, because Charlie didn’t look like the usual hitchhiker type. She seemed too sweet for that sort of life. “So, Charlie– if ‘ya don’t mind my asking, what are you doin’ out here all alone?”

[charlene-mcgee]

She couldn’t help but smile back when she looked over at Jo, though her question made the smile twist into a nervous one and her eyes met the passing scenery once more, “I’m not really one to stay in the one place very long. There’s always something that comes up, you know?” It didn’t help the Charlie often got herself into the trouble that made her leave. She was a sucker for that kind of thing. Her interests took her down so many paths, but part of her just wanted to find some sort of adventure like she’d read about so many times - the things that she seemed to get caught up in, but never had the chance to enjoy. “I just feel like there’s more out there for me.”

[charlene-mcgee]

If the seemingly never ending road wasn’t getting her down already, having the sun beating down on her for the last few hours was only making things worse. Though, as she heard an engine coming from behind, her hope started to grow and a smile pulled at her lips. She was cautious, of course. Charlie had seen enough movies and read enough comics to know what could happen next. Her nerves settled as she saw the blond before her, her eyes taking her in as best she could from outside of the truck.

“That obvious, huh?” She let out a small laugh, “You wouldn’t happen to have room for one more in there?” - and not be about to murder me the moment I get in.

[j-hxrvelle-deactivated20190822]

“Sure do”

Jo leaned over across the passenger seat and opened up the door for her. She hoped her vehicle seemed friendly enough. Fleetwood Mac was playing on the radio, and the worn upholstery smelt like gunpowder (which she hoped wasn’t off-putting) and french fries. She had been a bit concerned when she saw the young woman (who looked about her age) walking alone on the side of the road. The road was pretty empty, but that didn’t guarantee safety. Any kind of skeeze could be waiting in those trees to prey upon a lone traveler, and Jo wasn’t about to ignore someone who could probably use a hand. 

“My name’s Jo”

[charlene-mcgee]

Climbing into the truck, she took a moment to look around and take it in. It didn’t seem like a serial killers murder truck - not that she could say first hand what one looked like. Pulling her bag up onto her lap, Charlie tugged at the truck door to close it. She brushed her long waves out of her face as she turned to look at her driver, “Charlie.” A smile pulled at her lips as she looked at the blonde, her head nodding slightly as she bit her lower lip nervously, “So, uh, you do this kind of thing often?” She looked back to the road ahead, trying to make conversation to keep herself away from thoughts of her possible murder - though she felt surprisingly comfortable around the stranger.

[j-hxrvelle-deactivated20190822]

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Jo leaned out the window of her truck, her blonde curls slightly-windswept. Music played softly from the radio inside. She had to squint slightly in the afternoon sun, but she smiled nonetheless. 

     “You look like you need a ride” 

[charlene-mcgee]

If the seemingly never ending road wasn't getting her down already, having the sun beating down on her for the last few hours was only making things worse. Though, as she heard an engine coming from behind, her hope started to grow and a smile pulled at her lips. She was cautious, of course. Charlie had seen enough movies and read enough comics to know what could happen next. Her nerves settled as she saw the blond before her, her eyes taking her in as best she could from outside of the truck.

"That obvious, huh?" She let out a small laugh, "You wouldn't happen to have room for one more in there?" - and not be about to murder me the moment I get in.

[charlene-mcgee]

New Start // Open

Maybe she had been in the town too long. She’d even gotten to know the Tim, the barrister at Star Bucks. With that on her mind, she passed her bag to the bus driver as he loaded it into storage. “Well, this is it I guess.” She took one last look at the terminal before climbing onto the bus. She never was good at saying good-bye, besides, there was always some sort of adventure waiting around the corner, and Charlie couldn’t wait to be a part of it.