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Ivy Burns | forever 22 | previously a member of the five

[ivyburns]

trouble is a friend | ivy and wendy

[bloominghuntress-deactivated201]

"Don’t!" Wendy said quickly, raising her voice as the other girl stood up. Looking around, she took a deep breath and adjusted to calmer tone. "I mean, please, don’t leave." She was loathe to say please to a vampire, but her deep curiosity was overtaking her disgust for the moment. It was a twisted sort of thing to feel, an echo of kinship to the thing she most hated, but it was there. She had to know why. And it wasn’t like she’d attack the brunette in public, or by herself, no matter how…harmless Ivy seemed. Wendy had learned her lesson.

"I just need to know why I feel like I know you." Wendy tried to explain, grimacing softly. The words didn’t sound right, but she wasn’t about to admit that she felt connected to her. "I get these vibes." She sighed heavily. Viola would probably kill her if she knew she were talking this casually about her abilities to a vampire. "I can feel out vampires. But with you, it’s like you’re not just a vampire…"

[ivyburns]

Ivy paused, deciding to at least hear the girl out before she went running off. It seemed important to her, whatever it was. Her words only made Ivy more and more uneasy, but she sat down anyway, her body tensed to run if this went badly. Ivy sighed, the gears in her head turning as she tried to see if she recognised the girl. She might have seen her around town before? It was a small place, but Ivy was pretty good with faces, and this girl didn't ring any bells. Suddenly it clicked, and her mouth popped open in surprise. "You're one of The Five," she said, her voice low and intense. "Aren't you?" It made sense, why Ivy and this girl would have some sort of warped connection. Though she had never met any others from her weird time as a supernatural hunter, she knew that they all had a connection. Now that Ivy was a vampire it wouldn't be as strong, but it explained why there was something there. 

[purplepirate]

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[ivyburns]

[stands with her back to the wall, drink in hand as she watches people and tries to stay unnoticed]

[ivyburns]

trouble is a friend | ivy and wendy

[bloominghuntress-deactivated201]

It completely amazed Wendy how many vampires simply came and went in this town like they were normal, everyday citizens. Amazed and enraged her. They shouldn’t have the right to mingle with innocent humans, to eat their food and enjoy their comforts. Still, the Grille was filled with them on busy nights. Wendy was sitting at the bar scanning the crowd. She hadn’t been planning on confronting anyone tonight, not without Viola, but she was keeping track of who she suspected to be a vampire in town. The best offense was preparation. She had to drill that into herself. Stop herself from being reckless.

But when her eyes fell upon Ivy her brow furrowed. The girl gave off a vampire vibe, but - something else. Something familiar. Wendy was taken aback when she realized it was like a faint echo of what she felt around Jeremy or Viola - that sense of being connected by something unknowable. That thread to this brunette was tentative, cracked and fading, but there was definitely something…

Making up her mind, she walked quickly over to the table and slid into the seat across from Ivy. Wendy needed answers. “Yes.” She said, dispelling with any pretend pleasantries. She didn’t need to know how this girl was, or what her name was, not yet. “What are you?” She dropped her voice, eyes darting to the side momentarily. “I know you’re a vampire, but not like the rest. There’s something…” And when she looked at Ivy, it was like she could see the Mark on the vampire’s skin. She couldn’t, really, but the picture in her imagination was so clear. Like the tattoo belonged on her. “Who are you…”

[ivyburns]

Ivy was so taken aback by the forwardness of this girl that she could only stare at her for a moment. Nobody ever approached her like this, not in public, and it took a few seconds before she could finally process it. Ivy leaned forward, keeping her voice low so people around them wouldn't hear their conversation. "How do you know that?" she asked her, frowning in confusion. The girl was definitely human, there was no doubt about that. Ivy could smell it all over her. But there was something more, something familiar... she couldn't exactly put her finger on it, but it made her kind of uneasy.  "I don't want any trouble," she said, quickly standing up. Decades of self preservation told her to run. Ivy couldn't hurt a human, she was here to protect them, so her best option was to get away as fast as she could and hope that the girl wouldn't go trying to find answers. 

[fangsandcurls]

I need a drink.

[ivyburns]

What's your poison? 

[amystifiednobelist]

What is the saying that people say? Oh right, it’s five o’clock somewhere.

[ivyburns]

That's something I can get behind. 

[purplepirate]

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[ivyburns]

trouble is a friend | ivy and wendy

Being a vampire hunting vampire wasn't something that Ivy was proud of, not the vampire part anyway. Walking the earth as the very thing you spent most of your existence trying to destroy was nothing less than a nightmare, and if Ivy had her way she would have died a long time ago like she should have. But there was the one part of her that knew she could use this to her advantage. She could spent the rest of her existence fulfilling her destiny, even though it technically wasn't her destiny anymore. She still firmly believed in everything she was working towards before the day she was turned into a monster. 

And while she was stuck in Beacon Hills, which was in fact riddled with these blood sucking creatures, she might as well do everything she can to kill as many of them as possible. She spent a lot of her time watching people, since she didn't have many friends, her enhanced hearing made it easy to eavesdrop on people's conversations. It was amazing how much she had learned about the people in this town, and nobody had managed to figure out who she was yet. 

Tonight was no different than any of her other nights this past week. Ivy sat at a booth in a far corner of the Grill, a plate of fries sitting in front of her that she wouldn't touch and had long gone cold. It was when an unexpected brunette slid onto the seat opposite her that her boring evening became a lot more interesting. Plastering her friendliest smile on her face, she looked up at the girl. "Can I help you?"

[ageofcriticism]

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[purplepirate]

[violentdelightsrp]

Ivy Burns is eternally twenty-two years of age, a vampire and looks a lot like Emilie de Ravin.

Being a vampire hunter who is also a vampire is never an easy life. Being one that was actually still alive, now that was just a miracle. Ivy was a living miracle and she didn’t pretend to be unappreciative of it. Long ago, she promised herself that she would continue to hunt the worst abominations of this world, even if it killed her. So far, so good, after all. She was stuck in a town filled to the brim of just the things she was born to kill… and she had yet to actually kill any of them. You could say that she was far from making any progress. That was when an idea struck her. She could use what she was to her advantage. Ivy began to feed upon her fellow vampires in an attempt to kill them and soon developed an addiction. She didn’t know how it happened, only that it was a different sort of thrill than she ever expected possible. When the ritual occurred, however, something changed. She’s starting to feel different. Something about her is changing. Her hunger is starting to dissipate while she isn’t starting to desiccate. Without much in the way of allies, Ivy doesn’t know who to speak to about this. In fact, she’s starting to think that the only way she might be able to figure out what’s going on is by making friends with the people she swore to kill: the Mikaelsons.

Ivy Burns is taken and closed to auditions.