blood of my blood

private multi-muse account for hidden washington rp group

[musingnook]

@misteriios || dina "Wow, those look great on you! You should definitely get them." Star smiled and nodded at the customer, trying to sell them on the earrings they were looking at.

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@hairgrowin || david "Do I know you? Or are you just being a creep for no reason?" Star asked, rolling her eyes at the stranger.

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@wheelsrusted || michael "Hey, do you have an appointment or just walking in?" Star asked, leaning against the jewelry counter.

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@hiddendarkrosesx || crowley "Do I know you?" Martin questioned, locking eyes with the stranger staring at him. "I don't believe we've met before."

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@pagesofmanylives || cassie "How's my favorite niece?" Martin asked with a smile, sitting across from Cassie at the table. "They're not terrorizing you too much at the hospital, are they?"

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@wvsteria || malcolm "Do I know you?" Martin questioned, looking the man over. He was certain they had never met before. "I couldn't help but notice you staring at me from across the cafe."

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@vcndetta || ainsley "You're Ainsley. The reporter, right?" Martin asked with a smile. "I always remember a face. You're very good at what you do."

[tragcdysewn]

closed starter for jane volturi!! ( @musingnook )

"if you're here to act as aro's little lackey, you can go back and tell him i'll happily burn him alive." the vampire comments upon noticing the familiar scent. she drops the drained body at her feet, wiping the blood from her mouth before turning fully to jane. "and let him know he's not a king here, no one needs to obey his pathetic attempts at orders."

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"Do I know you? Who's Aro?" Jane questioned, crossing her arms over her chest. Jane watched as the body fell to the ground, and her tongue darted out of her mouth to lick her lips. She suddenly noticed her hunger. "I'm not a lackey, and I don't follow any king. I do as I please, thank you."

[renegadedmvses]

closed start for cameron cook - @musingnook

"never thought i'd miss going to bloody tescos." donna mumbled to herself as she stood in the middle of the grocery store aisle. she was missing her home comforts, and her family of course. but simple things like good english breakfast, and proper british biscuits. the simply things.

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Cameron chuckled when she heard the other woman in the aisle. She wasn't normal one to talk to strangers, but what she said reminded her of Rupert. "My husband always talks about Tesco. He complains that he can't get a proper English breakfast here. I tried to make it for him once. He said he appreciated it, but it wasn't the same." She shrugged. "What part of England are you from?"

[wvsteria]

hazel approached the other when offered the blunt. they'd been spending most of their time outside at this point and trying to get their mind clear. all the time as a wolf had accidentally sobered her up but this just looked like an odd cigarette. "what's this?" she asked going around to sit next to them, looking at the thing.

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Nellie let Hazel take the blunt, and held out a lighter to light it up. "It's a blunt. Weed flower wrapped in tobacco leaf paper." She explained. "You smoke?" She asked, squatting down and leaning back against the wall of the building behind her. "I'm Nellie. If you're looking for more, I sell that, and other stuff."

[rcvcrics]

"obviously not, if you were willing to make her your harlot while crawling into bed with someone else. have you no shame?" its hypocritical, but he could confess he was rather good at not cheating in the brief relationships he'd had. "and now you're likely here to what? demand revenge for your mistakes?"

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"I did no such thing!" Colette shouted in a loud growling tone, her nostrils flared and her irises flashed gold. "Your brother is a liar, I would never do that to Rebekah." She gritted her teeth and continued, "I may have my secrets, but that is sincere. I loved her. I still do."

[tragcdysewn]

"i'm sure there are witches who could answer that far better than me." she really had limited knowledge on such things, considering how little time she'd had to even attempt at learning. "aww, did you miss me?" she teases lightly, though it's nice to know that someone had gone looking for her after she'd been put away, even knowing that there was nothing that could have been done. "they wouldn't have told you anything, i'm sure they tried to play it off as a peaceful transfer of power after i left the city." the irritation at that shows clear on her face, but it quickly twists into surprise. "i thought their father had driven them out for good. what brought them back?"

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Marcel pursed his lips and nodded. That was probably true, he supposed, but he wasn't exactly on the best terms with most witches. His lips formed into a smile and her teasing pulled a chuckle out of him, "Of course I missed you, beautiful. And I know you missed me too." He teased back. Marcel nodded in agreement. The French Quarter witches were tight lipped, he knew. They would never give him a straight answer. He scoffed and continued, "They managed to kill their father so they thought it was safe to return. They made a mess of things, like usual."

[wheelsrusted]

“ i'm sure you're right , but i can't shake the feeling of paranoia that's haunting the back of my mind. do you know what i mean ? like that voice in the back of your head that's constantly antagonizing you and making you doubt your happy moments ? ” he didn't know how else to phrase it. “ we'll just hope whatever brought us here doesn't make them show up , too. ” nolan nodded , a slight smile spreading across his lips. “ i had a lot of fun , yeah. ” a lot ? he was definitely curious now. “ for you ? all the time you need , bonnie. ”

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"If you want, I can get you some vervain for protection. I have a witch friend who sells it at her shop." Bonnie offered, hoping it would bring some ease to his paranoia. She gave her friend a smile and nodded, "I'm glad you had a good time. I don't even know where to begin." She crossed her arms in front of her. "I died twice after you left. Almost died a third time. I guess that's what happens when you overuse your magic."

[renegadedmvses]

closed starter for genesis lythe - @musingnook ianto had gotten used to washington by now, and to being alive. he'd gotten himself a nice little job making coffee, and there were no alien hunts or world ending disasters to distract him from that. it was nice, it was normal. and jack was here too, it couldn't be more perfect. this place was really starting to feel like home. he was walking home from work, a to-go cup emblazoned with the logo of the coffee shop on the side, in his hand. when he spotted her walking towards he didn't clock it at first, but then he did a double take. alien, that much was obvious. but if ianto had learnt anything in all his time with torchwood, it was that alien didn't necessarily equal dangerous, but it definitely surprised.

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Genesis stepped out of the store, grocery bags in hand. Having to go out and buy her groceries was certainly something to get used to. Not to mention cooking for herself. She had really taken replicators for granted. She looked up and saw a man staring at her. Nothing new. She was used to the humans staring at her, but most assumed her facial were some sort of tattoos. This man stared at her as if he knew something. "Can I help you?" Genesis asked with a friendly smile.

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Was that [MICHAEL SHEEN]? Oh no no, that was just [MARTIN WHITLY], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [PRODIGAL SON]. They are [FIFTY-FIVE] years old, use [HE/HIM], and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here?

he believes he's lived here his whole adult life

what is your character's job?

cardiothoracic surgeon

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom?

i haven't finished the series yet so that's why i made him unaware lol i'm basically writing his character as he is in the show minus his real memories

has any magic affected your character?

no

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[tragcdysewn]

"i doubt she hates you. ari and i have had our differences, but that has nothing to do with you." she doesn't think that their sister would blame nellie for doing what the other two couldn't and getting the hell out. "trust me, i know all too well how terrible they were." brielle's already weighing how much she should tell nellie, how deep their parents crimes went, without turning her against their middle sister before ariella got to say her piece. "do you think i go to clubs? i work at a bar downtown, but i have no idea what the clubs are like."

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Nellie pursed her lips and shrugged. She wasn't so sure about that. Ariella wasn't exactly happy when Nelle ran away, she doubted her feelings had changed now. "I'm sure you know a lot more than me. I know there must've been things I wasn't told. They always liked to say I was too young to worry about it." She rolled her eyes. Nelle chuckled and continued, "Well, I don't know. I thought, maybe, you would decide to let loose for once. Now that we're not stuck in that hell coven. We should go out together, Bri!"

[hiddendarkrosesx]

@musingnook [Vox + Marcel]

"I think the problem with wanting to rule the world is the people. It's very hard to get people to do what you want without threatening them or their families. Like, I don't want to be an asshole all of the time. Just do what I want and things will go smoothly, you know?" vox sighed. "hell is no better. "

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"That's how I usually like to run things. At least with some people. I'll get a handle on things here, eventually." Marcel replied. That's certainly how he treated the witches, of course. They needed to be kept in line. "What do you know about hell?"