Bloody Bella

Isabella Morel|| Vampire || 50/29|| Musician|| 

[isabellaxmorel]

whispersof-whatwas‌:

Estelle kept an unreadable expression as she looked down at the younger vampire, her sapphire eyes boring into her, the eyes almost hypnotic “Then that is indeed progress, Cherie. You are adapting well to your new way of life” she said simply, not being able to help but indulge in the fear and submission that the other oozed in her presence. “Do you enjoy the power?”

It was impossible to take her eyes away from Estelle, she always drew her in more than any person could. “I have always been known to adapt quite easily to things.”She replied with a gentle smile appearing on her lips. “I do, I never thought that something like this could ever happen to me”

[isabellaxmorel]

ephemercl‌:

“I’ve done it more times than I like. I don’t really like to be approached by people unless I know them or they’re a fan. Mostly because it’s just someone who wants to get with me or just wants to annoy me.” She shrugged a shoulder before ordering the woman a glass of the same wine she was drinking. “They sure are a pain in the ass. Anyways, how’re things going with you?”

“Or worse, it’s somebody that wants to get with you just because of who you are, I’ve had that happen to me on more than one occasion” She replied shuddering as she thought back to her last encounter with somebody like that. “Things are going well, I am busy in the studio always writing away and staying away from social media. What about you? What have you been up to?”

[isabellaxmorel]

whispersof-whatwas‌:

“You would be wise to address me better than that, cherie.” Estelle said simply, her gaze burning down onto the vampire, the almost ethereal queen stepping over slowly “Have you been feeding?” she asked simply, ignoring everyone around them and simply honing in on Isabella, forcing the other to keep the gaze with her.

“Oh please forgive me, I didn’t mean to address you in that way.” Isabella said her eyes looking right into Estelle’s watching her walking closer to the young vampire. “I have been feeding, I have not forgot about that. I speak only the truth to you.” She replied honestly. She was always an honest person,even growing up, she did lie about what she was but never lied to those above her.

[isabellaxmorel]

hllywoodsdead‌:

“Not long.” Vysera wasn’t one for discretion, and couldn’t find herself getting the hang of the little white lie. She’d been watching for a while, since she had overheard the tune the woman was humming. She had a take away coffee in her hands, one of the few vices she allowed herself while in human form, and a few files from Fee’s office in her bag, but this woman seemed far more interesting. “How do you do that? Just… Making the music.”

Isabella looked down at her notebook and then back up at the woman before she replied to her. “Sometimes it just comes to me and sometimes I will have to wait until it comes to me. Years and years of making music also helps too.” She said holding up her notebook. “Even if I loose this I still have it up in my head.” 

[isabellaxmorel]

Isabella very rarely went anywhere without her notebook and pens, inspiration hit her anywhere and everywhere and preferred writing the idea in that rather than on her phone. She was tucked away in a café humming to herself and scribbling down words that would soon turn into lyrics. She looked up for a moment and noticed somebody standing at her table. “Oh hey, how long have you been there?”

[isabellaxmorel]

ephemercl‌:

The voice caused her to quickly turn her head, a smile replacing her once sour expression. “Oh, sorry. Wasn’t expecting it to be someone I know.” She swung her legs down from the chair, reaching out a hand to push the seat out so the woman could sit down. “I wasn’t really in the mood to entertain some drunk moron or a creepy weirdo. Well unless they were my kind of creepy weirdo, and not a man trying to get up my skirt.” She shrugged a shoulder, tapping her fingers against her glass. “Do you want a drink?”

“Hey it’s fine, I do that sometimes aswell, I think it’s a stranger and then I find out it’s somebody I know. It’s cool.”She smiled as she sat down next to her. “I don’t think that anybody would be in the mood to do either of those. Those kind are a pain in the ass that warrant a fairly good kicking of their asses.” She replied and nodded her head. “Yeah I would love one, anything will do me.” 

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[isabellaxmorel]

ephemercl‌:

She’d had a long day filled with incapable and unprofessional people. At first, she’d wanted to go straight home, bury herself in a blanket and watch as many horror movies she could before falling into a deep sleep. She quickly changed her mind when she passed her favourite bar though. She’d taken a seat up at the bar, not wanting to be too far as she didn’t feel like making a trek every time she wanted a drink. The place was quite busy, only one seat left next to her at the bar that she’d slung a leg across to prevent anyone sitting there. She didn’t feel like being closed in on both sides by irritating strangers. She was enjoying a glass of wine when she felt a tug at the chair. She didn’t bother looking up, she just waved a hand dismissively. “Yeah sorry, that seat is super occupied. So uh, go away?” She spoke with a bored tone, not once turning in the other’s direction.

Isabella was known for hanging out in bars and clubs, it gave her inspiration for her music. This bar reminded her off one from back home, a place she went to quite a lot before it closed down. Walking up to the bar,she noticed there was only one seat left and it seemed that a familiar face was claiming it as her own. “Well that’s kind of a rude way to great me, can’t even move your legs for me?” She asked hoping her voice would catch her attention.

[isabellaxmorel]

xtori-massarox‌:

Tori is looking at the script for her upcoming movie she could really use some help going over some lines so she looks at the person next to her with a smile. “Hey do you mind help me go over some lines with me?” she asked them.

Isabella had been busy looking over something on her phone, an e-mail from her manager when she heard the voice speaking to her. “Run lines with you? Sure why not, it keeps me from answering my manager.” She replied.