darling, darlynn

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

    If he didn’t have to order their drinks, Avery would have taken that exact moment to lean in and kiss her. She was alluring. Still– play it cool. Slowly tearing his eyes away from hers, he leaned over the bar towards one of the tenders. It took a few moments to garner their attention– the crowd nearly crawling over– but then the guy finally came his way. The order was finished with a handshake that left the bartender’s hand with a fifty dollar bill. What? Avery didn’t know how to properly tip, didn’t care. He had the money.

    “So… you come here often? The bouncer certainly seems to recognize you.”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

“Yup,” Darlynn replied, “I’ve got a friend who works here; totally amazing, but I don’t think she’s dancing tonight.” That, she would admit, was a shame. Since her first meeting with Fraus, she had become a regular patron of this fine establishment. Though, not for the purposes Avery may have thought she was here for. 

“This is like, my first choice of entertainment and drinks. I don’t really go anywhere else unless this place is super packed. Not like now; this is the usual for it.” There, she paused. She was rambling on about this place, but making no progression in getting Avery where she wanted him. She would have pouted, had their drinks not arrived just in the nick of time. If her stomach could growl anymore, it’d be singing the songs of its people right about now. “Oh, goodie, I’m so thirsty.”

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

     As soon as the sight of the strip club came into view, all prior concerns and thoughts evaded him. And he didn’t quite care. A rougish smile spread across his lips, feeling himself dragged along by the girl on his arm. He barely even heard what she was saying, instead, surveying the crowd and how busy the establishment was. That had to mean it was good. But even as he tried to eye all the lovely ladies that would be entering, he found himself passing them by as Darling lead them in. Oh, he was in good company– forget the others.

     “Oh, the drinks are definitely on me, m’lady.” And there was the bar. Placing a hand on the one that was still held loosely on his arm, he now took the opportunity to lead her there. “What are we having tonight?”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

Eyes closed and inhaling deeply for a moment, she may have missed what he’d said if he hadn’t been pulling her towards the bar. One of the mysteries of her new life would always be why alcohol could still hit the spot. Well, not the same spot it used to, but close enough. Her response to his question, to start, was simply a smile. Darlynn wasn’t one to hide her intentions, nor was she any good at it. Never looking away from her companion, she supplied the verbal answer, “I’ll take a namesake; extra bloody.”

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

    Avery was starting to get a little excited about this place they were going to. Call it intuition, or whatever. He could feel it in Darling, as well. She wanted to be at Bloody Mary’s, he knew it.

    “Ah, yeah, I know that life,” he said, running a hand through his perpetually unruly hair. It was sort of an awkward subject, even if he had been the one to bring it up. “I was a socialite by the will of my mother–” the last word was said a bit harshly. “– but I like to think I was never really like that. Definitely not now!” Shooting another charming smile to deter from the topic, “I hope they got something to drink. I need one.”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

Sounded like someone had mommy issues, but she couldn’t work up much care to even bother asking. Instead, she tugged a littler harder on Avery’s arm to move them faster around the corner that lead them at last to the holy grail: Bloody Mary’s. The club, as predicted, seemed to be fairly busy. Which meant plenty of necks to choose from, and distractions abound for her genteel companion. “There are more than just drinks, kehd,” she stated, quite pleased with herself--pleased enough to let the little bit of Boston she had left in her out.

“I’m assuming the drinks are on you, since I just introduced you to this beauty.” Bypassing the bouncer was simple; he knew her face. She was in here often enough to be recognizably from a mile away.

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

     Avery couldn’t tell if he liked the way his lady friend was looking at him… or if he should be wary. If he looked close enough, there was perhaps a glint of a predator in her eyes. But the thrill of it made him not want to give up the chase yet, whatever it may be.

    “Hey, I can work with Darling. I came from a pretty high class family so it shouldn’t be too hard to roll with a classy girl like yourself.” He squeezed her arm in his gently. “I have been doing well so far, haven’t I?” Yeah, he could be quite the loser with his pick-up lines and coming on too strong, but his manners always seemed to come through. He liked to think he was doing pretty well with Darling now. “How much further to Bloody Mary’s?”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

“Not much farther,” Darlynn responded. Now, she was just following that oh so inviting scent of bodies getting liquored up and entertained. Many a nights she spent here after being turned, and after meeting Fraus, that she used for her special me time.

Momentarily distracted by his comment, she looked over at him inquisitively. “Oh, really? My...sister--adoptive, you could say--used to be part of a high class family. But I think she gave up that life a long time ago, though.” She still wanted to know if Dottie had had her own debutante ball; she never really got a straight answer.

[avcnging-archived-blog]

(Aydara || &. Open)

     Aydara should have been elated – feverish, really – upon arriving at Tartarus Island.          A new home.               A new sanction.                    A new start.      She should have been.     She wasn’t.

        Albeit the unfamiliar, uncharted territory was alluring, this elite voyageur had but one thing on her mind – to satisfy her lust for the game. What started as mindless perambulating slowly escalated, her feet beginning to carry her of their own accord. Her strides came to an abrupt halt in front of a passerby, hoping this stranger could provide the information she desperately craved.

       “Excuse me, Darling. I’m sorry to bother you. But I was hoping you would be able to redirect me to the nearest casino? That is, if there is one. If not, well…” She gave the estranged being a quick once-over, followed by a playful wink. “I’m just going to have to find something else to entertain me, then, won’t I?” 

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

There were some days where Darlynn didn’t like her nickname or name. Random strangers calling her by either unintentionally left her feeling a little dingy, like an old white shirt. Sighing heavily, she turned to the stranger to hear them out.

“There isn’t one that I’ve seen so far,” she stated, “And unless you’re bleeding out over the ground, we’re not gonna be having any fun.”

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

    Looking down at the beauty on his arm, “I could do without the sushi. I really only came for the hot chick.” Oh, this was going to be a good night. Even if it was no bar, he didn’t feel like this girl was taking him somewhere boring. He had a hunch.

    “I quite like being your mysterious companion– makes things more interesting, don’t you think?” But on a second thought, “I suppose you can call me Avery. As for you, I’m sticking to Beautiful.”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

“Is that so,” she drawled, brows raised. It’d be fairly easy to get him alone, and maybe have a sample of what was under that pretty skin of his.

“You’re close, but most people call me Darling. I like it better; has a classy ring to it.” God, she was so hungry--yet again. But it would be such a shame to just dig in now; she had to savor this meal. Er, taste-test. “But Beautiful works, too.”

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

     Score. He’s in. But, “Blood Mary? Is that like a bar?” Man, he was new. That didn’t mean he wasn’t about to turn down the offer. Anywhere with this babe was where Avery wanted to be. So he held out his arm for her to link with, awaiting her guidance. “I’m afraid you’ll have to lead me there. Next time, though– I’ll know so I can pick you up.”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

“It’s not a bar, but you’ll like it,” Darlynn replied, linking her arm with his, “You may just get the hot chick with the sushi, minus the sushi.” She’d be surprised if this guy didn’t like the strip club. Darlynn, personally, went for the food, and sometimes for the dancers. But it was always a good time. “I could walk you there with my eyes closed.”

“Can I get a name out of you, or are you just gonna be my mysterious companion for the night?”

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

    As disappointing as it was to realize he wouldn’t be having sushi tonight, he couldn’t really seem to just let the girl go yet. He just met her. And she was hot; hair-flip and “sanitation” necessities included. Instead of persuading her into joining him, he put on what he considered a nonchalant but charming smile.

     “Then where would you care to go, m’lady?”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

She had intended to go home, and maybe bug Dottie or Silas as usual, but now her plans were changing. Maybe he’d be a light snack; she did need to practice not completely sucking the life out of people, after all. And, ew, that smile was gorgeous. Pretending to mull over his implied offer of company, she murmured, “Bloody Mary’s should be packed by now. I wanna go there.”

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

     “Awh, why not? I’m sure they’ve got some tasty dudes you could eat off of, too! What do you say, let’s go see if they do!”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

As tempting as the idea was, she’d have to pass. Gone were the days that she could dine happily on sushi. It’d probably taste the same as everything else she ever ate these days: shit. “It doesn’t really agree with my stomach,” she replied. That, and she’d be more likely to eat the guy than the actual sushi. Which would be very bad, because she was supposed to be controlling herself, and she may have already had a few bodies to hide. “And it sounds unsanitary.”

[pyrcprince-archived-blog]

      “You think they got one of those sushi places where you eat off a hot chick’s body?”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

“I wouldn’t know,” Darlynn replied, “I haven’t exactly been here that long to know if they do. And if they did, I don’t think I’d be caught dead there.” Oops, was that a pun? Not like this guy would get it.

[nocturnal-izzy]

Izzy watched the other girl take a drink from his thermos, his eyes wide with horror as he saw how she spit the liquid out. “I-I know it tastes bad. But this is what I drink. I don’t hunt-hunt humans. I go into the woods and hunt animals. Then I drain the blood and store it in my apartment, just in case I need more. I…I’ve never drank human blood.” 

Izzy didn’t know why he was explaining himself to her. She wasn’t family or even a friend, but for some unknown reason he felt inadequate. He knew he was strange for a vampire, he was even strange as a human but he was trying. He was trying so damn hard to make this work, to stay happy and positive despite the fact that he was dead. He knew vampires were supposed to be hungry, dark creatures but he just couldn’t stomach the thought of hurting someone for his own benefit.

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

She was going to be sick. That was absolutely vile. “Why would you ever drink something like this? Couldn’t you find another way to drink human blood,” she asked, thoroughly disturbed by this stranger. The fact that they could stomach something like animal blood left her a little wary.

“Get away from me.”

[dinahfoster]

“I think I had like 7…Ughhh.  I’m about to bust.  Although, I could go for another if you want?”  Dinah had met Darlynn after a funny little run in with a big body count.  Then, they went out to eat more.  She loved indulgent babies like herself.  “What about you?”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

“I didn’t even bother counting,” Darlynn replied, shrugging. She liked knowing there was someone else as hungry as she was. “I could definitely go for another round.”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

@dinahfoster

She sniffed, glancing over at the other woman near her. Head cocked to the side, Darling prompted conversation with, “How much did you eat?”

[nocturnal-izzy]

Izzy was watching the blood on the other’s skin, the nails of his fingers biting harshly into his cheek. He wasn’t breathing but the first smell of blood was enough for his fangs to extend and brush against his lower lip. He was trembling and he was going to start crying any second now. He should run, keep running until he could bury himself under the bed sheets and wait out the urge. But he didn’t want to leave the other girl alone, not if she needed help. He rocked back on his feet and heard the clinking of metal in his bag. His thermos. He pulled his backpack forwards and violently reached for the container of animal’s blood he carried with him. He offered it out with shaky hands. 

“H-Here. I Know what you feel. I’m very young too and the urges are s-sometimes really bad. But-But…there are other ways than hurting people.”

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

Darlynn observed the boy carefully, brows raised. Why was he so upset? Was he hungry, as well? Or did she take his spot? Then, he thrusting his thermos in her face, and she wasn’t all too sure she wanted to take it. But he was looking as though his life depended on her taking it from him, so she did just that. She uncapped it, and sniffed, sloshing the red liquid around. It didn’t smell human to her, and she doubted her nose could be wrong. 

She’d heard of alternative food sources, but she hadn’t exactly expected to be faced with the choice so soon. Taking another sniff, and glancing back the boy who looked like he’d fall to pieces , she took a sip--and proceeded to spit right out.

“How can you drink this?”

[vergilrayner]

“I am not one to cross let’s put it that way,” he told her. Less said the better and he was not really in a revealing mood. Though this little blood thirsty newborn was interesting. He already called her by it? Darling was that it? Must be. “Well pleasure to meet you Darling, it shows. My brother is a vampire actually. Seems like a fun existence really. Live through eternal youth and get to drink blood. Not to my taste prefer a spiced rum myself,” he shrugged. “Okay so let’s deal with these then. Don’t want the police to turn up and ask questions they shouldn’t really ask,” he told her.

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

“Who’s your brother?” The only brother of Silas’ that Darlynn was aware of was Marcellus, and she doubted he’d be hiding any others. So it had to be one of the other vampires she’d never met on the island. How fun. “Remind me not to get on your bad side, then,” she joked, “How do we get this cleaned up? I mean, you offered some suggestions, but I don’t think we decided on anything solid.”

[dottie-eickenhorst]

Dot smiled faintly at the sounds of trumpets and big bands filled the car, not too loud but not too soft. Dot saw the disapproval, but she simply didn’t care. She was like a mother, in that, it was her car and her rules. She looked over as Darlynn typed away at her phone, not really disgusted by the incessant phone use. More annoyed than anything. “I’m one hundred and ten years old.”

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[darlingdarlynn-blog]

“So what, was this your time? What was it like? How old were you when you became a vampire,” Darlynn badgered, “Bet you were a real high class debutante. Did you get a ball and everything? That sounds cool. I’d want a ball. What happened to your family?” There was perhaps a millisecond between each question, eyes back to her phone. “Are we there yet?”

[cybervamp]

“As you do with anything push it to the limit, keep doing that and eventually you can distinguish hunger from cravings. Thinking of worst case scenario I find is good at keeping the cravings at bay. Though at the time I had no maker to guide me and it was a case of control or die,” he told her. 

“Hey this is new, you’re fine,” he told her honestly. “Seifer,” he replied back. “I’m your cousin I think it is. Vampire families are confusing. Being a vampire in general was confusing. He went over grabbing the first body. Luckily pretty much drained dry so blood was not going to get all over him. “Okay take one and we’ll start taking them to the chasm,” he told her. 

[darlingdarlynn-blog]

Cousin, huh? She’d never liked her actual cousins. While they couldn’t see through her terrible tantrums, they had an issue with compliance. They were also all a few marbles short in their own way. Or maybe she was just looking at it wrong. Too late now, though; they’d probably forgotten about her.

Doing as he’d instructed, she trailed after him. “Who turned you?” Was that the correct word to use, turned? It felt odd, saying it. A couple days ago, the only time she’d ever heard of things like vampires was when she’d read Twilight. It wasn’t exactly an informative guide.