spare me over another year?

Taking over this town, they should worry, But these problems aside I think I taught you well. That we won't run, and we won't run, and we won't run. Samara Blood || Protector || Half-Demon || 26

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somethingsvfter:

❝ i just wanted to check in, see how you’re doing. ❞ bernie offers the other woman a kind smile, same as always. she has this habit of taking care of people that haven’t necessarily asked for her help. ❝ what’s been going on in your life ? ❞

“I’m doing alright. Same as usual.” Samara hadn’t believed in much. Certainly not that most people could be kind. But the softness in Bernie was abundant, even towards Samara. “Nothing really. What about you?”

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You have me. You always will.

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catsmecw:

A smile, perhaps a hair too sugary, spread across Sylvia’s lips when she noted the woman’s tone. Sweat ran down her face, a holdover from the hours she spent training. “Could I borrow some money for water?” She said, tone as sweet as her smile. “I lost my water bottle.”

“I thought this place had water bubblers or whatever they are. Who pays for water?”

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kingocondiments:

Having stopped a random student in the hall, Mitchell wanted someone to try his latest recipe that he was wanting to teach his students. It was Buttered Chicken, his personal favorite to have on a cold day. The dish could be smelled from outside the chefs classroom and Mitchell was hoping that it wouldn’t be too much for his novice class to make next semester. “I just need someone to taste this and make sure it’s not too spicy. I have grown a bit used to spices and need to know if I added too much cayenne pepper.”

That wasn’t at all what Samara had been expecting. But she could smell the food, and it smelt really good. “Alright. Yeah, I’ll taste it. What is it?”

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There was something about the woman that caught Samara’s eye. Something that tugged at her instincts. It made her distinctly uncomfortable. When their eyes met, it didn’t become any clearer, but Samara got the feeling that she knew those eyes. @ktekne

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rcvenants:

quin pulled his earbuds out of his ears as he sat down across from the other at the cafe. “ – sorry ? what did you say ? i hope i didn’t take anyone’s seat… everywhere else is filled and i have a last minute essay i have to finish. “

“It’s empty. And I asked what you wanted, but you just answered that.” Samara took a sip of her coffee. “You’re the guy who came back from the dead, right?” For four years, people had tried to teach her tact; for four years she’d resisted. Why dance around the truth?

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sugcrcup:

              ;    green eyes ROLL to the side – billie always seemed to gravitate the most irritating of personality / she’d say opposites attract, but that’d be too kind to her own personality.         smirk slipped over chapped lips, true intentions hidden behind such amused expression.  ‘   you have something in your teeth.’ 

“Really? That’s all?” It was Samara’s turn to roll her eyes. Something in her teeth. She ran her tongue over them with a shrug. 

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“Char? It’s early.” Early enough that Samara wasn’t out of bed yet. But seeing Charani enter her room was enough to wake her up instantly. “Is something the matter?” @paledcath

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bctvnist:

Estela’s lips curled upwards into a soft smile. “My son wanted to ask about your lipstick.” She gestured to Cesar by her side. “I let him do my make up sometimes, and he loves the color you are wearing. He has a lot of fun doing it.”

Samara looked down at the small child who was staring up at her. As she did, he stepped closer to his mother. But she fished into her handbag for the lipstick she sometimes carried there. “I don’t remember the name,” she said, unable to find it. “And I don’t have it with me.”

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@somethingsvfter

“Bernie. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Samara acted like she didn’t need help more often than not. Bernie was one rare exception. The other girl had carved out a strange place in Samara’s life. And in doing so, nearly always got a smile from Samara when she saw her. 

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“Whatever this is better be important. I don’t like having my time wasted,” Samara said, fully prepared for this to not be important. At least, not important to her. “What is it?”

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Oh, Death Won't you spare me over another year?

— ✧EMERAUDE TOUBIA ? NO, THAT’S JUST SAMARA BLOOD ! THEY’RE THE TWENTY FIVE YEAR OLD  DAUGHTER OF JASON BLOOD/ETRIGAN THE DEMON (BIOLOGICAL) AND PREVIOUSLY ADOPTED DAUGHTER OF KATE KANE AND RENEE MONTOYA.  THEY ARE ALSO A GRADUATE STUDENT AT PARAGON.  I HEAR THEY’RE PROTECTIVE & HONEST BUT TEND TO BE STANDOFFISH & ABRASIVE. HER FILE SAYS THAT HER POWER IS DEMON PHYSIOLOGY & MAGIC

Back at it again at Krispy Kreme, bringing you Charani’s older sibling/protector.

But what is that I can’t see with ice cold hands taking over me?

SAMARA: [Arabic]  guardian or protected by God; night talk

Her memories of before are fuzzy. She supposes she had a mother once. There’s a half-formed memory in her mind of her face. She recalls nothing else of her. She gave her up young. Or did she die? She doesn’t remember.

Her father she knows even less of personally. She found out later--an immortal man and a demon bound together in the same body. But she’s never met him.

No other family, she ends up in foster care. But who wants a girl whose eyes seem older than her, who seemed stronger and less fragile than other kids? 

Turns out someone did. Kate Kane and Renee Montoya did.

They adopted her when she’s five. These years she remembers better. She loved them once.

She was almost eight when the cult of Trigon took her, right as her demonic side began to show. Her adopted mothers searched, but they were led to believe she’d died.

Samara remembers, vaguely, missing them. Screaming. Crying.

That was a long time ago. A lot has changed since then.

The cult raises her to be a protector and a future priest. To protect her sibling at all costs.

Charani isn’t really her sibling, she knows that. But they might as well be, and she treats them as such.

The cult trained her, in combat and in her powers until they became extensions of her. 

Her powers come as easy as breathing, from sheer practice.

The cult never has her as convinced on the idea of ending the world as they do Charani. But she is thoroughly convinced on protecting her. 

Until four years ago, her world didn’t extend much beyond keeping them safe and becoming their priest one day.

Four years ago, that world burst open when heroes came knocking down her walls.

Paragon is strange, and the world outside is stranger. 

Vague memories don’t help navigate this, especially since she is no longer a small child.

Even now, she is trying to figure out this new world. 

When God is gone and Devil takes hold, who will have mercy on your soul? Oh, Death.

Personality wise, Samara tends to be honest to the point of offence. She doesn’t often care about hurting people’s feelings.

She’s been called an asshole, but it just brushes off. Why should she care, she figures.

When she wants to be, she can be charming, but typically when she’s like that it’s for one of two reasons:

She cares a lot about the person she’s interacting with

She wants something

No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold Nothing satisfies me but your soul

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