Erica Blackburn

Werewolf | 25 (54) Years Old | Mistress Mistress of -------- This RP Blog belongs to Covaire City. This is an RP blog and NSFW. “It’s not just my past. It’s my present.”

[erica-blackburn]

Erica &  Tycer

[nomadicshewolf-deactivated20150]

Tycer blinked in surprise for a moment, she wasn’t sure whether that was a good or bad thing, “Oh, um, thank you?”

[erica-blackburn]

Not sure how to take a compliment. 

[undead-kennedy]

Oh yes, I’m definitely a giver. 

[erica-blackburn]

Kinky.

[covairebred]

Time | Cynthia & Erica

[covairebred]

Cynthia didn’t think guard Weston would really come here, but it was worth a try. “He could have come in here.” She took one last look around the club and there was no sight of her master. She looked back over at the mistress. “You would do that?”

[erica-blackburn]

If he did it might not have been tonight. Did you ask any of the bartenders? [Erica was worried for Cynthia but she was also somewhat jealous of Guard Weston for having such a dedicated slave like Cynthia.] Of course I would do that. Plus it wouldn’t hurt to have a mistress help, I could get you in places that you might not be able to go into alone. 

[erica-blackburn]

Well....

[hellsslittleangel]

Mika was slightly startled as Erica practically appeared out of no where, stepping in between the two girls. Mika was wound so tightly at the moment she was certain that one more foul word from the slave and she was going to snap. Which would only end badly for the both of them. Thankful for the excuse, the girl tried not to look to annoyed as she allowed Erica to pull her away. “Thank you. You didn’t have to do that. Most people would’ve waited for me to snap and attack her.”

[erica-blackburn]

[Erica pulled Mika close to her as they walked.] I thought you deserved to be rescued from that pity girl. She was trying to make you angry and snap so you would be locked up and then no more fun for you.  I wouldn’t doubt she will try again before they nights end. So to be the awesome person I am, I want to spring you free for the evening. How does that sound?

[erica-blackburn]

[covairebred]

Time | Cynthia & Erica

[covairebred]

Cynthia looked up to find the familiar shewolf standing in front of her. It had been awhile since she had last seen Erica. A soft smile played on her features and she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I thought guard Weston would be here.” Her smile faltered. 

[erica-blackburn]

[Erica moved closer to the young wolf. Her eyes drifting around the club trying to find the girls master, but she could not find him in her sight.] He’s not in here, plus I never thought this would be his scene. [She kept drifting her eyes around the club.] How about we take a walk and try to catch his scent? Two noses and two set of eyes are better than one.

[erica-blackburn]

Erica &  Tycer

[nomadicshewolf-deactivated20150]

As well as can be expected, and yourself?

[erica-blackburn]

Good now that I have seen your fresh face.

[erica-blackburn]

Well....

[hellsslittleangel]

The argument was tiring really as Mika stood with her arms crossed over her chest, unaware that they had gained an audience. “What does it matter if we’ve both had sex with Effy? She’s had sex with plenty of people in this city. Get the fuck over it.“

[erica-blackburn]

[Erica wasn’t sure what to make of the ending of this argument but she felt like she should save Mika from this very pointless one. Stepping forward she stood between the two.] Ladies. This is very boring argument. [Turning her attention to the unknown slave.] Mika here is right, so let it go and move on. In this city its more like finding out who hasn’t fucked who. [Looping her arm with Mika she pulled her aside her.] Now excuse us. 

[undead-kennedy]

Have you? That’s one way to look at it I suppose. I’m not always so altruistic.

[erica-blackburn]

I still like the way you do it. It says a lot about who you are. You have a heart even though it does not beat.

[covairebred]

Time | Cynthia & Open

Cynthia found herself at Desire’s, coming to see if guard Weston was here. Back pressed against the wall she pulled out her phone and looked to see if he had text her back. She sighed seeing nothing, lolling her head back against the wall, not paying attention to those that passed by her until someone called out her name, looking up to see who it was. 

[erica-blackburn]

[Erica was in the club, she needed something to take her mind away of how boring things have gotten for her. She needed to do something with her time and herself or she was going to crack. Walking through she immediately spotted a recognizable face. She wasn’t sure why the young wolf was in the club but she was planning on finding out.] Cynthia! [She called out as she approached the girl.] What are you doing here?

[alastair-quick]

Sneaking up on people only works if said person doesn’t have super senses.

[erica-blackburn]

I wasn’t sneaking up, I was simply walking. By the way you look really good in leather.

[miss-mak-anderson]

“She nearly tore my throat out..”

[erica-blackburn]

Mak!

[erica-blackburn]

Well....

[Erica was walking around the when loud noises caught her ear. Walking around the corner she stopped in her track and took note of the scene in front of her. Watching the two people argue back and forth was one thing, but then they mentioned at the same time they had sex with the same person just hours before.]

[undead-kennedy]

A lot of trial by rental. And even then. It’s hit or miss. The misses just get returned missing pieces of themselves. 

[erica-blackburn]

I have heard about what you do. Claim slaves, tune them up or mess them up and they sometimes come back good as new.

[erica-blackburn]

Huh that’s....interesting

[alexandermoreau-deactivated2020]

Ah yes, I’m a fan of boxing. It’s a great way to relieve tension.

[erica-blackburn]

Relieves a lot of built of tension. 

[erica-blackburn]

Erica &  Tycer

[nomadicshewolf-deactivated20150]

“Hello, to you as well.”

[erica-blackburn]

How are you this fair evening?

[undead-kennedy]

Leo takes the phone and puts his number in the contacts. Then handed the phone back and chuckled, “None? Well that’s disappointing. But sometimes we are missing that one that feels like a right fit. No rush.”

[erica-blackburn]

I must ask, how did you know when the slave was just right?