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She grumbled in frustration, “No no no noo. I’ve checked there. In fact it was the first place I checked. No sign.” Evan shook her head pinching the bridge of her nose, if this was all he knew then this was an absolute waste of her time. ” Yes, friend. I suppose you’d know that if you knew him. All you’ve only told me things any vampire would know about him, information that can easily be passed along through gossip. Its become obvious to me that you don’t know anything that could help me.”

heir-to-betrayal

"You really are worried about him… aren’t you?" Slowly the shades were pulled off the vampire’s nose completely and folded up to be replaced in the hoodie pocket. "That’s kind of amazing really.. Talk about loyalty."

"Alright, alright.. Spare me your tears, woman…" A hand moved out in greeting and a double fanged half grin flickered across the male’s face. "Name’s Tobias, no last name.. And sorry I didn’t know he had friends.. The old man and I aren’t exactly on the best of terms right now… But I’ll answer what I can, ask me whatcha want and I’ll be as honest as I can be.”

evan-wheeler

She'd never seen a vampire with eyes like his in her life, and she'd seen all kinds. She avoided eye contact with him realizing rule number one with conversing with vamps was zero eye contact, should they decide to glamor you. " Well I suppose my first question now would be how do you know him..."

#heirtobetrayal #sorry for late reply

evan-wheeler

Evan? Where have you been?

"Off the grid…" she replied reluctantly. " But I’m back now. Are you still with the order?"

talamascantraveller

He sighed gently and nodded in agreement, though he was pleased to hear that he was not the only one to have left. “I understand… I don’t blame you. I just wish it hadn’t gone that way. There is still so much more I don’t understand. But there were many members there who… honestly frightened me.” He insisted gently with a small frown on his face.

evan-wheeler

Her arm tightened around his shoulders, ” Where have you been staying? What do you say to staying with me for a while, my place isn’t glamorous but its secure. We can talk more there.”

talamascantraveller

"In hotels and… wherever I can." He replied gently, aware that there was still a lot about himself that she didn’t know. At her offer though, he gasped gently, looking at her with slightly wide eyes. "Are you serious…? I… would be incredibly grateful for that…"

evan-wheeler

"Of course Marcus. Us ex-Talamascans have to stick together. We'll take the tube to my place, it'll take us straight there."

It had taken an hour and a half. They'd taken the train eastbound from london all the way to the last stop. Guiding him away from the well traveled exits out of the subway they walked what seemed to be deeper underground.

"As you probably already know London has one of the oldest subway systems in the world. I managed to carve out a niche for myself in one to the abandoned tube routes." They were walking along old rusted train rails and after about a mile there was a solid metal door. "This is it." Waving her hand over the door she unlocked the 7 sets of deadlocks with her telekinesis. From the door led a pitch black corridor so narrow that you could only walk through with your hands at your side and your head bowed.

Going on ahead Evangeline turned on some Bunsen burners so that he could see. The room had a low ceiling, one would only need to lift their arms straight up to touch it. there was a desk a cot and walls of pictures and clippings. " It isn't the ritz but i've been living out of here for about six months. The air circulation is surprisingly good." She said looking around with a shrug.

#talamascantraveller

//someone make me a new icon :/

#outofwork

[Text: Evan Wheeler] Boo.

to Panda: What the fuck? Where have you been??

#talamascan-princess

evan-wheeler

"I wish that you would just leave."

"You know most would express gratitude after someone did what I did for you…"

ghostsince1738

"I’m sorry. I just think I am a little tired."

evan-wheeler

"Don't worry about it, no hard feelings. You've been through a lot these past few days. Do you want to talk about it?"

#ghostsince1738

evan-wheeler

"A little evil goes a long, long way."

“And love can cover a multitude of sins….Fancy running into you Armand.”

bloodstainedcherub-blog

"Same to you, Evan. What’s new in the Talamasca world?"

evan-wheeler

"Nothing good I'm afraid...but not thing we can't handle. How is life on the east coast treating you? Still keeping the same company?"

#bloodstainedcherub

evan-wheeler

*that music note thang* ? (only if you'd like to, ofc :D p.s. HEY THERE long time no see how's it hangin' with you?)

Send me a ♬ and I’ll shuffle my iTunes and whatever song pops up, I’ll use the first line as the starter.

“I am fueled by all forms of failure.”

livinganomalously

“All forms?” she cocked an eyebrow “Presumably that means your own, as well, then?” she said, mentally reviewing the statement she’d been presented with “and failure when it’s completely unjust? when it has nothing to do with you whatsoever and there’s nothing you could conceivably to do repair it?” She narrowed her eyes briefly “I think maybe for the sake of being bold, succinct, and poetic, you have rather sacrificed the actual logical meaning behind whatever you’re attempting to say. And I’m still not sure precisely why you’re saying it to me.”

evan-wheeler

Evan chuckled, it was so like Antonia to dissect every little thing she came by. "It was a line in a book I read. I felt the wording fairly curious. I'd been mentally chewing on it. What do you make of it? If you can glean any meaning from it out of context."

#livinganomalously

"A little evil goes a long, long way."

"And love can cover a multitude of sins....Fancy running into you Armand."

#thanks for sending an ask #bloodstainedcherub

"You're gonna catch a cold..."