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THE FLOWER SHOP II @ofmagicallonging
"Robin's going to be mad," these were the words that the vampire mumbled to himself as he looked at the ruined garden. Cornel had not anticipated the hail storm. Heck he would have known had he watched the television, but like with everything modern he struggled to even turn it on without it being on the wrong port.
Now he was standing in the mud that was caked to his shoes, debating whether there was any way to gather the ruined peonies and hydrangeas that they needed for the commission. A wedding no less. Still he got to work gathering what he could, hoping that the blonde man could work some magic even with some not so perfect flowers. Maybe hide the ruined petals?
The amount that he managed to scrounge was almost half of what they needed. Not enough, but hopefully enough to make it work. Cor made his way with some flowers that were protected by the greenhouse and the best of the ruined ones to the flower shop the two had opened.
Once he had the building in sight it had brought back the memories of the two of them actually meeting by accident during the flower festival few towns over. He was trying to find someone to sell the flowers to while the taller male needed a supplier. Everything worked out in the end - even to the point where after getting to know each other they developed a little more than a business relationship.
That however didn't diminish the feeling of frustration and guilt as he during the soft patter of rain made his way inside the shop itself through the back door. "Robin! Precious we have a situation here!" There was definitely not enough time to regrow the flowers that were ruined - despite the reserves he had made.
The moment those two words left Robin's mouth, the vampire knew that they are done for. Well at least for the wedding they had taken on, not in general. Watching his little precious drop to the floor, hiding from the invisible customers with the back against the counter had the vampire hate the woman even more if it was possible.
It was funny how the two had met, considering the many things they had in common. And if he were honest with himself, Cor was surprised he had not met the sub in the club Leo always dragged him to on the weekends. Yet here they were so naturally complementing each other.
Cornel didn't really like to mix pleasure with business, however, it was clear that this situation called for it. "Precious, deep breaths" his voice gaining that no-is-not-an-answer tone. He was lucky that the boy was not looking at the vampire in the given moment as his magic did slip a little with the anger towards that...woman.
"No one is skinning anyone. I will deal with her, you do your best to make the decoration looking impeccable as you always do." growling he finished unloading the boxes and threw them to the back. Taking a deep breath himself he reached for the phone, fumbling with it a little until he found the right number, dialing it. Making his hands busy arranging what he could to allow Robin a moment of reprieve.
Watching Robin like a hawk while using his honeyed words, flinging compliments left and right to win her over. Unfortunately she was too far away for him to use telepathy to make his work easier. Any time the younger man tried to stand up or in other ways intervene he would point to the chair across from him with a stern look.
As soon as the vampire had heard the footsteps approach his eyes snapped to the doorway immediately. It was not until then that he had noticed that his house had the lights on, or the fact that his previous furniture was not all in the same place as he had left it. A clear sign someone else was living in here.
It was not until Cor's eyes had met with the current occupant's that the reason behind his house smelling the way it did, was because of the werewolf living here. That had never occurred to his mind that could happen yet here they were, facing each other.
The vampire was debating on the best approach. He might have been in a need of a feed and currently at his strongest, however the way his arms and legs felt leaden he didn't even think he would have the better hand. Despite him knowing the lay of the house anyway.
"Well.. that is not what I expected after waking up in my house, of all people." rubbing at his eyebrows the older man sighed. Looking around then and noting the new appliances and some that he didn't even recognise. "What in the bloody hell is that black thing above the mantle piece? And... " looking at the man in question. "Dare to explain how did you manage to get past all the wards?" crossing his arms over his chest he looked anything but menacing compared to the barely clothed behemoth few steps away from him. Even if the state of his dated rugged and bloody clothing should have suggested that he could hold his own.
The vampire's brows furrowed as he listened to the barely clad werewolf standing in his living room. He had gone around the house to make sure it was unoccupied and found nothing. Of course he wouldn't. Cor's sanctuary was well hidden within the house and if one didn't know where it was he wouldn't be able to find it, nor smell it for that matter. It was fairly deep underground.
"That..that is the television?" His eyes took in how slim it was, looking almost like a black picture frame on the wall. "Mind if i sit down?" the vampire didn't even wait for the answer as he made his stumbling way over to the couch and let his body drop into the soft cussions.
At the mention of wards his mind immediately went ahead in search of them, finding them intact. The other was looking for a home, not seeking to destroy it -no evil intent, meant he was let through.
"I... of course i look bloody mangled! I had been attacked and healed for the past...." His hand subconsciously coming to rub his sternrum. Healing from a stake to the heart always took most of him. At the mention of how long the other had been in his manor had Cornel pale a tad more. Given how the gadgets looked now clearly far longer. "at least two decades then...what year is it again?"
"And I will not be disclosing my whereabouts to you...That place is my safe place so you will have to live with it as an answer." There was no intention of attacking the werewolf in front of him yet. Hell he knew he wouldn't be strong enough and he valued his life enough not to make any rash decisions.
Sitting down now he could have a better look at the man now, noting the scars and even the missing piece of ear. Did that mean anything in were terms? He couldn't tell...what he could tell was the lack of others like him in his vicinity. He considered himself lucky - it was much easier to reason with one rather than the whole dozen. "No pack? is that intentional or..."
Various Uncharted Sentence Starters
“Are you sure you can hang with me? I’m kind of a big deal.”
“Don’t worry, I got a few tricks up my sleeve.”
“I’m sweating like a hooker in church!”
“If you’re good maybe I’ll show you my other tattoo.”
“I’ll lead. You’ll follow.”
“I’m assuming you favour substance over style.”
“I’m feelin’ it. You feelin’ it? ‘Cause I’m definitely feelin’ it.”
“Kitty got wet!”
“Know what you’re gonna like about me? Everything.”
“Look at me. I’m blushing.”
“Man, this is like trying to find a bride in a brothel.”
“Man, what kind of Black Ops bullshit is this?”
“Oh great, next thing I know you’ll be putting that gun to the back of my head and telling me about the rabbits.”
“Oh man, I’m so tired of climbing shit.”
“One request: don’t waste my time.”
“So, after all your bitching about the cigar, now it comes in handy, huh?”
“That’s my blood. That’s a lot of my blood.”
“There’s a guy above you, there’s a guy above you! … There’s a guy below you, there’s a guy below you!”
“This all looks a little hinky.”
“Three goddamn bullets? How the hell did you do this with three goddamn bullets?”
“We don’t get to pick our start in this life. Real greatness is what you do with the hand you’re dealt.”
“Yeah sounds terrible. Take his wallet.”
“Yeah, good luck pal, that’s almost impossible to—oh, you did it. Nice.”
“You assholes are going to make me miss my train.”
“You brought a hooker to church?”
“You can trust me. …probably.”
“You couldn’t find your ass with both hands… and a map.”
“You know, one of these days you’re really going to have to start carrying your own matches.”
“You’ll find that I’m someone of simple tastes. Wine, literature, headbutts.”
“You’re not proposing, are you?”
Unlikely customers || @idontkillorphans
Continued from here x
Generally speaking Cornel wouldn't have approached a shop run by a hunter, yet beggars can't be choosers. His residence that he had to leave for an extended period of time had become occupied by a menagerie of rogue vampires making it impossible to access his own supply of things.
"Cautious as ever" looking around the store the vampire's eyes jumped to the shutter and lock before returning to the store itself. "Then again that goes with the trade. I am on the lookout for dead man's blood among other things."
Shaking his head at the suggestion, the dark haired man couldn't help but give a small smirk at the suggestion. "Oh I am well aware of what I am dealing with. A rather obnoxious vampire nest that settled in my home... while we are at it could you add some myrrh, frankincense, white chalk and dragon's blood resin? I had trouble acquiring the latter last time, hopefully it won't be an issue on short notice," eyes darting around the shop to ensure that the listed things are available.
THE FLOWER SHOP II @ofmagicallonging
"Robin's going to be mad," these were the words that the vampire mumbled to himself as he looked at the ruined garden. Cornel had not anticipated the hail storm. Heck he would have known had he watched the television, but like with everything modern he struggled to even turn it on without it being on the wrong port.
Now he was standing in the mud that was caked to his shoes, debating whether there was any way to gather the ruined peonies and hydrangeas that they needed for the commission. A wedding no less. Still he got to work gathering what he could, hoping that the blonde man could work some magic even with some not so perfect flowers. Maybe hide the ruined petals?
The amount that he managed to scrounge was almost half of what they needed. Not enough, but hopefully enough to make it work. Cor made his way with some flowers that were protected by the greenhouse and the best of the ruined ones to the flower shop the two had opened.
Once he had the building in sight it had brought back the memories of the two of them actually meeting by accident during the flower festival few towns over. He was trying to find someone to sell the flowers to while the taller male needed a supplier. Everything worked out in the end - even to the point where after getting to know each other they developed a little more than a business relationship.
That however didn't diminish the feeling of frustration and guilt as he during the soft patter of rain made his way inside the shop itself through the back door. "Robin! Precious we have a situation here!" There was definitely not enough time to regrow the flowers that were ruined - despite the reserves he had made.
This particular bride had been the bane of Robin's life recently. Every couple of days she changed her mind or wanted something more extravagant than what he was capable of. He had been stressed for weeks because of her. But he knew the pay was going to be worth it if he could just get through the rest of the week.
He'd been on the phone to her that morning, only to have to negotiate her down from changing everything for the millionth time. He managed to get her to agree to some of the original plans so he could still manage with the order. But it hadn't been pleasant and left him fuming. He was pacing the shop as he angrily stripped some flowers ready for a bouquet. Normally he'd been so careful and precise with what he did. But there was leaves and stems everywhere as he tried to get his anger out. Unfortunately his magic was reacting and causing the leaves to be floating around, so he was just glad no one had came in.
Then he heard the door and had to quickly stop the magic , causing the mess to only get worse. He looked up at he heard the one voice that could probably calm him down right now. "You're right we do! You must be telepathic or something.!" He instantly started to ramble as he continued to discard leaves on the floor. "She called again. She wanted roses and sunflowers and lavender which don't work together. Those scents wouldn't work nor would they look pretty. Then in the same breath wanted lilies and dasies and baby's breath. Which would look cute if it weren't for the fact she wanted them as her flower arch. Which wouldn't work..lilies can't be used like that. Then she wanted orchids. A hundred orchids. Then water Lillie's. She can't make her mind up and I feel sorry for the bloke who's going to be stuck with her." He got more and more irritated as he spoke and was paying less attention to what he was doing. "I just can't with her."
The vampire made a face as soon as the door closed and he heard the tone of his lover's voice. Even if he had known him for a short time, he could discern the bride put him through hell and back. For once he was glad he was out and didn't have to deal with her, because even if he was a gentleman and could negotiate better deals, that he wouldn't be able to handle.
Walking to the front with the boxes of freshly cut flowers and other supplies from the back they would need. "Please tell me she changed the order." he called out from behind the stack which should have been carried in two batches were he human. He never paid attention to what would pass by a normal weight limit without being out of breath. Yet somehow he managed to always talk himself out of it...said he worked out a lot.
"There was an unexpected hailstorm in my area and well..the garden took the brunt..." he stopped mid sentence as he saw how Robin was mutilating the flower. "Easy there that poor plant is not at fault" giving his lover a sheepish smile he proceeded to unload the contents, letting Robin see what he managed to save.
"Can we work with this or...do I have to charm my way into persuading that bridezilla to change the flowers?"
UNINVITED GUESTS II @shatteredxndbroken
This was the last time the vampire actually listened to the advice of some random vampire without ever checking his sources. Mind you he was never like this - he had always double checked the information coming his way, however this time around there was no time. This time around it was his life on the line and he had barely survived the assault. Cornelius was aware of the vampire hunters in the area, what he was not aware of was their association with the select few vampires in his vicinity. Oh and he should have known. It was all too good to be true not to be a trap and yet...here he was underneath his own home, regenerating after multiple wounds and a good aimed stab at his heart.
He had no clue how long he had been in the sanctuary of his own coffin beneath the dining room. The groggy state of his mind and muscles should have suggested long enough for new occupants to find his home and use it as their own. However with the way he was stumbling through the dark hallway and towards the secret entrance it never occurred to him that was a possibility.
His sleepy mind had only one goal - feed and then scope out the time period he woke up in, hopefully not too long after he had settled for the healing. As luck would have it (in a bad way), not only was his house occupied, but by one of his enemies of sorts. That he could ascertain as soon as he willed the secret door open and the table to move so he could ascend into his home. "Why..." he yawned, trying to look around the dimly lit room. "Why does my house smell like a wet dog for heaven's sake." Had he forgotten to close the doors as he stumbled in back then? How long was he even out? And perhaps the most important realization that came to his mind as soon as he registered he's not alone. Shouldn't he had been more cautious when still not at his full strength?
When Thayne had claimed the space as his own, he was still quite a bit younger. A piece of his ear missing, as he had broken the rules of the pack he was in, now to never be part of one again. Thayne was an outcast now. When he took it, it looked abandoned. Thick layers of undisturbed dust everywhere, a lot of spiderwebs. He did find portraits of someone who could have been the owner once.
The first few days he had been on high alert, expecting someone to find him or for the owner to return, but that didn’t happen. That alertness ebbed over the weeks, month and eventually it was gone. Thayne had cleaned it up and fixed a few things that weren’t working as well or at all. Upgraded other things.
By the time he heard something, many years had passed, and it made the wolf's growl that someone had entered his home, his territory. Unaware that someone had been here the whole time, but he could smell it now. It was like death, but not quite… “Vampire…” He walked down the stairs, towel around his waist, hair long and still wet, and his torso on display that bore a lot of scars of all sizes.
As soon as the vampire had heard the footsteps approach his eyes snapped to the doorway immediately. It was not until then that he had noticed that his house had the lights on, or the fact that his previous furniture was not all in the same place as he had left it. A clear sign someone else was living in here.
It was not until Cor's eyes had met with the current occupant's that the reason behind his house smelling the way it did, was because of the werewolf living here. That had never occurred to his mind that could happen yet here they were, facing each other.
The vampire was debating on the best approach. He might have been in a need of a feed and currently at his strongest, however the way his arms and legs felt leaden he didn't even think he would have the better hand. Despite him knowing the lay of the house anyway.
"Well.. that is not what I expected after waking up in my house, of all people." rubbing at his eyebrows the older man sighed. Looking around then and noting the new appliances and some that he didn't even recognise. "What in the bloody hell is that black thing above the mantle piece? And... " looking at the man in question. "Dare to explain how did you manage to get past all the wards?" crossing his arms over his chest he looked anything but menacing compared to the barely clothed behemoth few steps away from him. Even if the state of his dated rugged and bloody clothing should have suggested that he could hold his own.
THE FLOWER SHOP II @ofmagicallonging
"Robin's going to be mad," these were the words that the vampire mumbled to himself as he looked at the ruined garden. Cornel had not anticipated the hail storm. Heck he would have known had he watched the television, but like with everything modern he struggled to even turn it on without it being on the wrong port.
Now he was standing in the mud that was caked to his shoes, debating whether there was any way to gather the ruined peonies and hydrangeas that they needed for the commission. A wedding no less. Still he got to work gathering what he could, hoping that the blonde man could work some magic even with some not so perfect flowers. Maybe hide the ruined petals?
The amount that he managed to scrounge was almost half of what they needed. Not enough, but hopefully enough to make it work. Cor made his way with some flowers that were protected by the greenhouse and the best of the ruined ones to the flower shop the two had opened.
Once he had the building in sight it had brought back the memories of the two of them actually meeting by accident during the flower festival few towns over. He was trying to find someone to sell the flowers to while the taller male needed a supplier. Everything worked out in the end - even to the point where after getting to know each other they developed a little more than a business relationship.
That however didn't diminish the feeling of frustration and guilt as he during the soft patter of rain made his way inside the shop itself through the back door. "Robin! Precious we have a situation here!" There was definitely not enough time to regrow the flowers that were ruined - despite the reserves he had made.
injury sentence starters
"Oh, yeah. That's definitely broken."
"Why didn't you tell me you were injured?"
"Let me fix you up before you bleed out all over my ______."
"This is nothing. You should see the other guy."
"You're bleeding!"
"I'm fine. I'll walk it off."
"Please help. It hurts so much."
"Get back here! You can't just leave when you're injured!"
"I don't think I can walk. My leg is pretty messed up."
"That's a lot of blood."
"Hey, stay awake! You can't fall asleep with a head injury."
"Oh my god, your eye!"
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
"Why are you limping?"
"I don't think limbs are supposed to bend that way."
Send “lethal protection” to have my muse kill someone in order to protect your muse.
Send “the dead can’t hurt you” for your muse to kill someone in order to protect my muse.
UNINVITED GUESTS II @shatteredxndbroken
This was the last time the vampire actually listened to the advice of some random vampire without ever checking his sources. Mind you he was never like this - he had always double checked the information coming his way, however this time around there was no time. This time around it was his life on the line and he had barely survived the assault. Cornelius was aware of the vampire hunters in the area, what he was not aware of was their association with the select few vampires in his vicinity. Oh and he should have known. It was all too good to be true not to be a trap and yet...here he was underneath his own home, regenerating after multiple wounds and a good aimed stab at his heart.
He had no clue how long he had been in the sanctuary of his own coffin beneath the dining room. The groggy state of his mind and muscles should have suggested long enough for new occupants to find his home and use it as their own. However with the way he was stumbling through the dark hallway and towards the secret entrance it never occurred to him that was a possibility.
His sleepy mind had only one goal - feed and then scope out the time period he woke up in, hopefully not too long after he had settled for the healing. As luck would have it (in a bad way), not only was his house occupied, but by one of his enemies of sorts. That he could ascertain as soon as he willed the secret door open and the table to move so he could ascend into his home. "Why..." he yawned, trying to look around the dimly lit room. "Why does my house smell like a wet dog for heaven's sake." Had he forgotten to close the doors as he stumbled in back then? How long was he even out? And perhaps the most important realization that came to his mind as soon as he registered he's not alone. Shouldn't he had been more cautious when still not at his full strength?
// Hello all, how have you been? I know that it has been a few years since I have gone silent, however my life has settled now completely with work, family (being married) and living conditions (owning the place so no need to move anymore).
I am debating on returning, so if you wish to interact with the vampire please let me know by either by liking the post or via the messages. Just wanting to chat is also an option :)
I shall be lurking around these days.
Missing you around D:
//aaah yeah I did promise I'll slowly return, but getting used to working full time with all the work events and all that I barely have time for my hobbies I'm glad if I catch an hour to myself before inevitably falling asleep, but hopefully I could get around to do replies. Who would've thought that adult life is so busy TT
Congratulations! As someone finishing up uni now, I know how it can be and I'm so proud of you!
// thank you so much! I'm sure that you hear it all the time but you can do this! I wish you all the luck with your exams and not sure how it works in your country but if you are picking the questions to answer blindly like we do, I hope you get the ones that you want! <3
psa
// I’m more than excited to say that... after a month of non-stop studying,revising and stressing over this whole thing.. I AM DONE WITH UNI. I got my degree, can’t believe it! and I am starting my job tomorrow full-time?! like have the stars aligned?
Anywho... I’ll be slowly returning and doing replies! I know it’s been a month and in some cases longer, but if you would like to drop all of the threads we have and start over just let me know! I’ll be doing my best in trying to answer all that I have in my tracker
Wee little update - yes I am still alive :D
//soooo my hands are full, but I promise I’ll get back on here come june (hopefully!) BUT!
I managed to submit my thesis finally, after the supervisor was a bit of a well... annoying let’s just say. However, it means i can attend the school leaving exams now yay.
I managed to move into the leased apartment this weekend
and have three exams in the span of three days.. love the school system.
Still everything is going according to plan! (except the fact i have no free time whatsover, adulting is hard TT)
// A little update! I have officially signed a lease and will be moving out of my dorm come May! That’s one less thing to worry about. Now all i need is finish the damn school and get a contract at work and i’ll be free!...well somewhat but it’s approaching and I can’t wait!
