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Everything you’ve owned is G O N E; Everything you know is WRONG Everyone you’ve L O V E D has left Everything you’ve touched is dead

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—- ♘ ( Jeneva was about to place the buds back into her ears before she heard the male speak to her. She raised an eyebrow and almost backed away when he opened his arms. While she knew that the young male was joking- Well she hoped he was-, she stepped forward before placing her lips on his quickly before going back to her buds. To the witch, a kiss meant nothing. It was a gesture she gave and received without a complaint.

“Happy?”

She caught him off guard, but he eagerly kissed her back. Something between a groan and a whimper escaped her lips when she pulled away-- much too quickly for his liking. When she pulled back, he chuckled under his breath, shaking his head in disbelief. “ To be honest, I can’t believe that line worked. Not that I’m complaining. ”

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Lillie had spent time in New Orleans before, but she still loved the atmosphere. The blonde tagged at her phone, the entire box of technology vibrating with the name Stefan. Her eyes huffed, her eyes darting at the screen with a sigh. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk to him, but she just wasn’t in the mood. “I’ll just call him back,” she spoke to herself before peaking back up with her blue eyes. When the male in front of her spoke, she rose her eyebrows. “Oh, I wasn’t talking to you? But it’s good to know that you weren’t listening, if I was…” she laughed softly to herself, crunching her nose for just a second.

He looked around, where there was no one else in direct ear shot. “ Okay then. ” A smirk lit up his features, and he crossed his arms across his chest. “ Now I’m hurt, ” he replied, feigning a pout. It didn’t last long though before it was replaced once again with a smirk. “ I don’t make a habit out of eavesdropping on conversations, so you’re safe. ” He wrapped his headphones around his iPhone and shoved it into one of his pockets. “ Where ya headed? ”

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Lexi rolled her eyes and pushed Jeremy’s shoulder playfully. “Way to be friendly, Ghost Whisperer. And here I thought we were having a nice conversation,” she teased him before laughing. “I was saying we should either explore New Orleans or get into Damon’s super secret stash of bourbon and have drunk misadventures in the bayou. I was going to let you decide but now I don’t want to. You were very rude,” she said, sticking her tongue out at him before walking ahead of him.

When he actually focused on the girl and recognized who she was, a lopsided little smile lit up his features. “ Lexi? ” His laugh echoed hers. “ I almost didn’t recognize you. I mean, I’m not used to seeing you so-- alive. ” Though he didn’t know Lexi very well when she was alive, or undead, or whatever a vampire was, he did have a few conversations with her while she was a ghost. One of the benefits of his time as a medium. “ I like the sound of that. But it’s not really secret if we know where it is, is it? ” He feigned a pout before cocking his head to the side. “ You do know I’m still technically underage, right? ” he teased.

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briellagerald:

Briella had been casually stepping over the streets of New Orleans, eyes curiously shifting around the dark area as she looked for something― or someone to feed off of. She hadn’t been too acknowledging about her own species, although all she knew was that there had to be some kind of animal lying around the streets. Who can blame her? It’s only been at least two weeks since she’s turned into a vampire. That was until she spotted a hooded figure strolling down the sidewalk right in front of her. “Hey! Kid!” Briella shouted, crossing her arms while walking towards him. “Do you know where the..pet shop is?” She inquired, looking away with an inpatient expression. “I said, do you know where the hell the pet shop is?”

Jeremy’s eyes widened slightly before furrowing together, causing a crease to form between his eyes. The sour expression quickly softened though as he gave her a once over. “ Cute, ” was the first word to leave his lips. Typical. “ Nope, sorry, ” he finally answered, shaking his head. “ I’m new to town. I was actually looking for a new home for our family pet though, if you’re interested. His name is Damon, and he’s almost house trained.”

#briellagerald

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—- ♘ ( With a bright night upon them, Jeneva couldn’t help but have the need to run. Pointless to her as she rarely broke a sweat or found the need to do so, but she always liked to engage in activities that humans found either fun or irritating. A run at first had found itself to be irritating but she quickly picked up on it and soon found herself running almost every night. The witch was approaching her finish point when a male caught her eye. Well not the male in general but the word stuck on his back. She came to a slow stop before grabbing, dangling it in front of him.

“You had this stuck to you.”

He didn’t feel a damn thing. Sure, the streets were crowded as usual, but he never felt someone put the piece of paper on his back. He had to give him props for that. He grabbed the paper out of her hand, eyebrows knit together. “ Kiss me, ” he said, obviously changing the wording from the ‘kick me’ that he read. A smirk spread across his lips. " Well, while in Rome... ” he took half a step towards her and opened his arms jokingly, as if going for the kiss.

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“ i asked if you were gonna fucking MOVE ?? because you’ve been standing in the same damn spot for f i v e minutes. and your big ass head is just a nuisance. ”

“ Whoa, ” he exclaimed, holding his hands up in mock surrender. “ Calmeth thy tits, ” he replied with eyebrows raised slightly. “ I was texting my sister. ”

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New Orleans was either the best or the worst place for Jeremy to be, depending on how you looked at it. On one hand, there were vampires all around, just waiting to get friendly with his trusty ol’ stake. On the other hand, he wasn’t a murderer. He didn’t get off on killing vampires, even if he did enjoy the adrenaline rush a little too much. He didn’t kill unless he had to, but it still made his blood boil whenever he caught glimpse of a vampire out of the corner of his eye. Most nights, he ended up just strolling the streets. Maybe he was looking for some trouble, like some kind of vigilante or something. Maybe he was just bored in the French quarter-- although that was unlikely. He was lost in his own thoughts when he heard a voice that spoke over the hustle and bustle of the New Orleans streets. Plucking his headphones out of his ears, he put his hood down and turned towards the source of the voice. “ I didn’t hear a word you just said, ” he replied, giving them a thumbs up.

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