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Davina Claire ;; [ en·chant·ress ] an attractive woman skilled at using magic, an alluring...
Davina Claire ;; [ en·chant·ress ] an attractive woman skilled at using magic, an alluring...
| thesalvatoreraven
Damon sighed as he walked down the street to the local bar. He pushed open the door an his eyes scanned crowded building before seeing the young woman he was looking for. He rolled his eyes as he witnessed Emilia scare the poor bartender. The young woman had changed ever since the death of her sister. She was biting at the bit to declare war against those that had caused her death. Damon couldn’t bare to see her go down like this. He leaned against the bar glancing over at her.
“Gee thanks for making me feel so loved Em.” He drawled flashing the bartender a charming smile curling the corners of his lips as he ordered a glass of bourbon. “To be honest I’m more worried about our own town rather than Beacon Hills.” The glass was placed in front of him and thanked her taking a sip from it. “And from the looks of it you are avoiding your kill-people urges flawlessly. However I need to remind you that you need to start building a pack. You’re not strong enough to go head to head with the Hale pack or the True Alpha.” He explained, “Not that I’m condoning acts of revenge, I’m just stating a fact. We have to protect our own territory. Any pack can come in and take what they want. You may be an alpha but there are others that are stronger than you.”
He raised a brow at what she said and turned to face her more, watching her claws curl around the glass. “Is that a threat Emilia because remember the last time you threatened my life, I left you in a mountain ash circle for a week. I don’t think you want a repeat of that. So think before you threaten yes?”
In no way was Emilia trying to threaten him, okay, maybe she was but she was because she was allowed. He wasn't her father, nor was he flesh and blood, just because she would protect him till death didn't mean she appreciated his snark. Etched in her psyche was the feeling of having a numb ass from sitting on it too long, there was nothing to do inside that bloody mountain ash circle, no-one to torment except him. He had been her sole company for a whole week and even then he was too busy being his promiscuous self to be bothered to entertain her. By no means did that mean she was jealous because he was more like an annoying migraine that would never leave than a lover but she would have l o v e d to have not seen half the things she did. ❝This town has always been an in-between town for me, this is not my home, and I do not care about the people in it. They are all so ... needy. Much like you really,❞ She paused for a moment to laugh before she rose her brows at him and shook her head, unimpressed. ❝My point is that someone could come here and wipe out the entire town and there wouldn't be a bone in my body that cared, at all. I'm holding out doing it myself because it would make you unhappy, and I have other people at the top of my shit list. Besides, who says that I want to take them on? For all I know they weren't the ones that were the cause of Erica's death. Maybe it was someone else, and for that I wouldn't need a pack.❞ She spat the word almost as if it were a putrid taste in her mouth, bitter almost. She had enough power as an alpha and if she had to turn a few rookies here and there on the way to Beacon Hills then she would, but she needed to get out of this town before he had a massacre to cover up on his hands. Really, it was her choice if she left or not. And while she didn't want to leave without him, if he wasn't going to come then she had no choice but to. Then again he was her emissary so the fact that he strongly advised her against going made her a little wary and cautious. Maybe going there would bring more harm than good - after all she did hold the same looks as their beta once had. She could also use that to her advantage. ❝You're a dick, you know that right? I really don't see how people find you charming at all. Do you know how bored it was in that circle? I had to pee in a cup, for a week, pee in a cup do you know how draining that is? Fine, you want me to make my own pack then fine. Why don't I start right now?❞ She questioned, ❝What about the pretty skank behind the bar? Then you'll have two girls to deal with, double the sass, double the bitching. Sounds great, doesn't it?❞
Erica was walking into town finally, after having stayed in a secret location until it was time to come back, until she was guaranteed to be safe…but that didn’t mean that Erica’s best friend Boyd was safe. She had heard about his death and was heartbroken, having loved him so much more than it had seemed.
Hearing someone calling out her name, Erica gasped, realizing the scent was the same as before. “E-Emilia?” She cried out, eyes tearing up a bit.
[ There must have been a perfect explanation for why the person before her responded to her sisters name, looked like she did, and acted like she did. Because she had been told that Erica had died, and while she didn't know how she somehow felt like a part of her had died. She had mourned the loss of someone she loved and now they were standing before her? How was she supposed to react? ] ❝You ❞ [ She stumbled for the right words to say before she closed the gap between them and brought her into a tight embrace. ] ❝You bitch, I thought you had died. Someone said that you brought out your claws one too many times. I came back because I thought I was going to have to bury you! Why didn't you get in touch?❞
[ she has one of those unfortunately familiar faces, but the answer to -whose- isn’t stuck in the back of her brain. it’s plastered in missing and wanted posters, desperate calls for help.
she backs off, because running is never a good idea around doppelganger wolves. ]
[ For the most part Emilia was harmless, she was kind unlike Erica had been, but she wanted to know something and the easiest way to find out was to track down the one who had turned her sister. And it led her to the classroom, of which held a teacher, someone linked to Derek - or supposedly anyway. What did she know? She had rid Beacon Hills from her life a long time ago. ]
❝You look worried, or stunned, either way you can calm down. I couldn't harm a fly let alone...an actual person. I just want to know how to find Derek and then I'll be out of your hair, figuratively speaking of course.❞
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"I’m definitely not going to hold my breath and hope for the best, and honestly, I don’t see my restrictions being loosened even a minuscule of a fraction. But kudos for the request, really."
❝ That's cute, really. But I don't give a rats ass about your precious... equipment I just want to know how I can get a hold of your precious twin, Stiles. Or at least his weird friend, Derek.❞
"No, no I saw your dead body, Erica….there’s no way you’re actually here."
❝You can wipe that wounded puppy dog look off your face, I'm not Erica. You must be that McCall kid, Scott..right?❞
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❝What can I do for you, stranger?❞
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Okay sorry guys I've been lazy, and doing my verses page, etc. But I'm getting to replies/starters now. (:
ALLISON ARGENT "I want to feel powerful." hunt"ress (ËhÊn trɪs) a woman who hunts her enemy {Indie...
MEET THE MUSE
ABOUT ME
► Name ➔ Emilia Reyes ► Will you answer all questions truthfully ➔ Probably not. ► Are you single ➔ I have a harem of bitches. Yes. ► Are you happy ➔ No. ► Are you angry? ➔ Sometimes, more often than not. ► Are your parents still married ➔ No.
TEN FACTS
► Birth Place ➔ Beacon Hills ► Hair Color ➔ Blonde ► Eye Color ➔ Brown(ish) ► Mood ➔ A bunch ► Gender ➔ Female ► Lefty or Righty ➔ Lefty ► Summer or winter ➔ Winter ► Morning or afternoon ➔ Afternoon
TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE
► Are you in love ➔ Doubtful ► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ Until it happens, no. ► Who ended your last relationship ➔ He did ► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ Probably ► Are you afraid of commitments ➔ No ► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ No ► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ I don't doubt it. ► Have you ever broken your own heart?➔ Yes
TEN CHOICES
► Love or lust ➔ Lust ► Lemonade or iced tea ➔ Iced Tea ► Cats or Dogs ➔ Cats ► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ A few best friends. ► Television or internet ➔ Television ► Pepsi or Coke ➔ Pepsi ► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ In ► Day or night ➔ Night ► IM or Phone ➔ Phone
TEN HAVE YOU EVER
► Been caught sneaking out ➔ Yes ► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔ Yes ► White water rafted ➔ Yes ► Finished an entire jawbreaker ➔ No ► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ Yes ► Prank called a store ➔ No ► Skipped school ➔ Yes ► Wanted to disappear ➔ Yes
TEN PREFERENCES
► Smile or eyes ➔ Eyes ► Light or dark hair ➔ Dark ► Fat or skinny ➔ Skinny ► Shorter or Taller ➔ Taller ► Intelligence or Attraction ➔50/50 ► Hook-up or Relationship ➔ Hook-Up ► Funny and poor OR rich and serious ➔ Who the fuck cares?
RELATIONSHIPS
► Are you in a committed relationship ➔ Hell no ► When was your last relationship ➔ A year ago ► Do you still love them ➔ No
FAMILY
► Do you and your family get along ➔ No ► Would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ Understatement ► Have you ever ran away from home ➔ Yes ► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ No
► If so, how long ➔
FRIENDS
► Do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ No. ► Do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ No. ► Who is your best friend ➔ My twin, but she's dead. ► Who knows everything about you ➔ Erica
MORE
► Last Phone Call ➔ Mom ► Last phone call you received ➔ Mom ► Last person you hung out with ➔ The cat ► Last thing you ate ➔ Chocolate mousse ► Last thing you drank ➔ Bourbon ► Last place you were ➔ The cemetery
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[ A sharp exhale of breath and Emilia continued tapping the balls of her feet on the floor, impatiently and angrily. Her patience was limited when it came to mortals these days. They were pesky creatures who were just begging to be tortured. She still remembered what it was like to be human, but who needed memories when you were an a l p h a. All her memories from her mortal days oozed negativity, and without her sister, there was no reason to be the 'good guy' anymore. Erica could writhe in her grave all she wanted but she had gotten herself killed and now Emilia would kill those who had been the cause of it. It was as simple as that.
The girl before her stumbled for her words, stuttering a few times before she managed to apologize for the mix up and slid Emilia's bourbon over the bar. The only way she saw to get revenge on those who had wronged her sister was to return to Beacon Hills, the place in which she had resided once before. As she swiveled around on her chair, she rolled her chestnut hues before they landed on the male approaching. ]
❝Speak of the devil and he shall appear,❞ [ She grumbled beneath her breath. ] ❝What do you want, Damon? You've made yourself very clear, I'm to stay away from Beacon Hills, and avoid my kill-people-urges. I heard you loud and clear.❞ [Lips pursed into a thin line as she wrapped her elongated claws around her drink. ] ❝ That also doesn't mean I'm going to do as I'm told, I'm not a child.❞