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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@infernal-ebony
Cat Fights — Ebony and Asami
Asami was just going by her day when she was caught off guard bu the demon. She gasped as she was picked up by the thought, but immediately went into defense. “You don’t want to mess with me.” She growled, giving Ebony a chance to let her go before they started a fight.
"You don't want to mess with me," she mimicked the blonde with a higher pitched voice. "A little kitsune can't scare me," Ebony informed her as she dug her nails into the girl's neck.
"Hmm. Humans were pathetic back then but at least they were better than this." She sighed glancing at the body. "Let’s go and find somebody who’ll put up a fight then."
"I weep for humanity; these mortals become weaker every generation." Ebony carefully stepped over the body, refusing to ruin her shoes. "That might be a bit hard, but I'm sure we will eventually."
"Exactly." She muttered rolling her eyes. "I say we hang her first so we can see the blood drip down her body."
"Shall we bring the Illuminati back?" she asked as she flicked her fingers toward the girl who was hanging by her feet once her hand was by her side again.
"I do, ya just don’t notice because I like to handle my deal more gracefully."
"Well, where's the fun in that?"
Drunk Antics — Ebony and Rose
Rose stood at the bar waiting to get the bartenders attention. Being sixteen usually made it a little more challenging for her to make it to the bar, but usually throwing in a hair flip and a few giggles did the trick. When the unfamiliar brunette beside her offered her a drink she grinned taking a seat on one of the bar stools. Rose didn’t recognize the girl, but with all the newcomers in town it didn’t seem to strange to her. “I think I could use a fun night.” Rose smirked and taking the glass as the girl handed it to her. She took a sip immediately tasting the strong alcohol hitting the back of her throat. Rose swallowed that hard liquid and smiled looking the girl. “Thanks, I’m Rose by the way.”
"That is exactly what I was hoping to hear," she grinned as she downed her glass of liquor. Unlike the liquor in Hell, this one had no immediately effect on her brain, so it was apparent that she would have to drink a lot more to get wasted. Ebony poured herself another glass as the brunette took a mere sip, and she took yet another large gulp of the liquor. "It's nice to meet you, Rose. I'm Ebony." Although she wasn't sure if that statement was a lie or not, she went with it anymore. Only time would tell if Rose would be of any use to her.
"Sorry, did I bruise your ego?" he teased, watching her carefully. "Well I’d say you’re looking good for your age, but who knows what you look like under that meat suit."
"My ego is indestructible," she shot back with a smirk. "For your information, my true body is much better than this one by far. This body is a 1 compared to my 11/10 body."
Breaking the Mirror — Ebony and Dean
Dean caught on to the slight hesitation in her facial expression, grinning when she did, he pulled her back up. At the touch, he noticed something off about her, there was no well she was a human girl, but he didn’t mind. Even if she had twisted her ankle, Dean could have easily fixed it for her. “It’d be a pleasure to buy you a drink.” Dean smirked as he turned toward the direction of the Grill. “Where are my manners?” he glanced over at the brunette. “My name is Dean.”
Once they began to walk toward the Grill, her twisted ankle began to bother her. She, however, refused to continue limping, so she quickly healed with ankle without even thinking. He would most likely ask how she quickly healed, but if they got drunk, that'll hardly a question he would want to ask. "I can't say it's a pleasure just yet, but I'm Ebony," she replied with a smile.
Kaiya & Ebony
"Excuse me, but do you have a light?"
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"Does it look like I smoke?"
Beyond Disappointed — Ebony and Owen
Owen rolled his eyes when the other demon entered his house. Uninvited. “I want to tell you It’s so great to see you but that would be a lie, and I don’t need to lie…” He smiled wide. “As for her… she’s here to do my work for me. If you think about it- it’s very convenient.”
"Lie or don't lie, the choice is yours for I couldn't care less," she shrugged as she grabbed an apple and bit into it. "So she's your little bitch, doing all your chores, obeying to your every demand."
For Old Times' Sake — Ebony and Malia
"That is good to hear.", Malia said with a slight nod. She still tought that something was odd about Ebony, and when she called her darling, she was even more sure. "Oh, I’m sure you will find something soon." The redhead looked at the other woman, with slightly raised eyebrows. "How about you join me on a coffee? For ild times sake?", she asked with a little smile. Malia wanted to know what had happened that Ebony had changed so much and she wouldn’t give up that easily.
Ebony wanted to just knock the girl out and erase her memories of ever bumping into her, but it didn't seem like a good option. There must be some way to make her believe that Ebony was still herself... "I most likely will," she replied with a cheeky grin. Internally, her grin quickly vanished when Malia asked her to grab a cup of coffee. There was no immediate way to get out of the mes she created. "I'd love to," she linked her arms with the girl as she walked toward a nearby coffee shop. "What have I missed in your life?"
ebony & eva
“‘Tis a fitting name for you, though, Cleopatra, isn’t it?” she joked with a laugh. “To be quite frank, I don’t understand a lot of these modern commodities that these humans have. Do you? Because I mustn’t be the only one.”
"It has a nice ring to it and sounds powerful, much like the Egyptian Cleopatra," she chuckled. "Unfortunately, half of the time these mortals speak to me about Twitter and Tumblr, I'm utterly confused. And phones? How the hell do they allow you to communicate with others?"
That completely depends on what it is you think I’m doing, darling.
You want to use me as food {Using her own nails, she cut her wrist enough for a few drops of blood to ooze out.} Mhmm, I bet that smells tasty, little vampire.
Just assumption from observation.
Well your assumption is incorrect. I don't need plastic toys or my own hands to pleasure myself.
Manipulation and Lies — Ebony and Aiden
Aiden shoved the piece of paper Ebony had given him into his pocket as she came into view. He wasn’t surprised to see people following her command. Sitting down onto the sofa he looked over at her. “Could I spend the night here? Just the night anyway. I’m not comfortable enough to choose which of my parents house to sleep in.”
"Of course you can, darling," she replied with her best fake genuine smile. Her eyes were filled with false empathy as one of her servants plopped a grape into her mouth. "You can stay for as long as you'd like considered the fact that your parents hurt you, gave you up moments after you were born, and straight up hate you."
Dirty Dancing — Ebony and Jamie
"Personally I have over 4 million followers on Twitter." He smirked and took a drink. "Let me sing you a song. You’re gonna choose. just say which ever of these two titles appeal to you more: Good Girls or Mrs. All American?"
For a moment Ebony was unsure of what Twitter was, but she realized that it was a media website. "Really? 4 million?" she repeated, putting more emphasize on the million. "Considering the fact that I'm not America, I'll go with Good Girls." Ebony allowed a grin to crawl onto her lips instead of her usual smirk.
Booze and Entertainment — Ebony and Adam
Adam could hear as Ebony slid out of his bed, but he made no movements to get up wanting to sleep. When he heard his door creak open he opened his eyes, lifting his head up a little to get a look at the person and when he saw her again he smiled at the bottle in her hand, sitting up. He took a giant gulp, after all, he needed more to begin feeling any drunken state; then he handed it back to her. “He does, but that..” He said gesturing towards the bottle with a smirk, "is one of the few I imported for him.” He admitted. “So you came for me, in both senses, and you stayed for me.”
Ebony narrowed her eyes at the Salvatore as he took a large gulp of the liquor. "Just because you're a vampire doesn't mean you get to drink most of the bottle," she pouted. Once the bottle was in her hands, she also took a large gulp, disregarding the fact that she did weird things whenever she got wasted as a demon or a mere mortal. After being informed that Adam imported the bottle, she gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. "Well then let me correct myself— you have wonderful taste in liquor as well as women." A smirk crawled onto her face as she complimented herself.
Val looked up at her, “A-All of them?” Val’s thoughts went to the time she met her father and mother, but what quickly took over was her mom’s hurtful words. Finally she thought about the memories that she had begun to make with Adam and Jenny. “I-I don’t know… It’s been bad… but… I just… I’m not sure… Would I still remember that they are my family?”
"All of them for eternal happiness, which seems like something you are in need of desperately," she coaxed her with a smile. Due to the fact that Valeria seemed hesitant, Ebony decided to throw anything card on the table. "The Salvatore family is one you don't need. The only thing that comes with being a part of the family is pain, agony, and misery." Internally, Ebony was smirking. "They would be another face you have to meet, but you'd be truly happy."
