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"When? Last month?"
"Jesus fucking Christ…" He appeared before her taking her by the wrist, frowning out how frail she looked. "You are desiccating, Chey. You can’t do this."
She tried wrenching it away even placing her hand over his own to tug, finding no result. Even undead he was stronger than her, but that'd never been a problem before. "I don't know what the even means." She complained glowering at him.
"You look like shit….have you been eating?"
She froze slightly before grabbing a can of lysol 'fresh dew meadows' hopefully 'fresh dew meadows' covers up well. "...I ate."
"I just need some stuff." She said out loud grabbing a blanket and random belts from around her room. It didn't help that everything still smelt faintly of the vervain she used to smoke when she was annoyed. Alive and annoyed.
She looked at the girl. “How about you? Are you old enough to drink?”
"No," She grinned slightly "but I am dead enough. I'd like to think that balances things out." She joked darkly.
Dance with me..
"It’s simple enough I could easily show you"
"...Alright."
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Rebekah raised a brow at Chey but a smile came to her face, smitten with the girl before her. “Yes, darling?” she moved a stray strand of hair from the girl’s face and she tapped her shoulder. “Why are you pouting, love?”
"I'm bored. I don't know what to do besides wander around and I've done that twice. Plus I keep having to be super careful about what I do because you put me in the white dress."
Dance with me..
"Oh come on, you can’t come to a ball and not dance"
"Don't know how."
Persephone's a bitch. | Open
"Well…guess I should be happy you aren’t living on the streets. You should know though…you left some stuff in your room. I moved back to the underground…"
"You know…in case you ever get the inkling to visit."
"I'm surprised you haven't picked up a new little Orphan Annie, Daddy Warbucks. Don't you have a selection of girls to fill up my bed anyway?"
"I mean I wouldn't want to intrude."
{ OPEN }
"Because— I’m only sixteen. Did you not just hear me say that?"
"I'm seventeen, you can totes drink. It's fun, plus it's only illegal if you get caught."
"Wow, long time no see." He commented when he saw who it was stood before him "Yup, still very much alive…surprisingly"
"Right? It's been what two months? Six years? Time flies pretty fast now. Impressive." She grinned before setting her empty wine champagne glass down taking the new one that was immediately handed to her by a passing waiter. They'd been ordered to keep her on ice all evening. One glass after the next to keep her blood lust down, to take off the edge so that she wouldn't ruin the evening. Or her white dress. "So any dastardly adventures with life and death to tell me about?"
Stiles stood near the side of the room, not having seen anyone he actually knew yet. Or at leas he didn’t think he had. He bowed his head, fiddling with the uncomfortable midnight blue mask that matched his suit, which was a shade of blue so dark it was almost black. As he did this he heard someone say something to him. Looking up he stared at them, not having actually caught what they had said “What did you say?”
"I said, it looks like you're still kicking and stuff." She replied arms crossing over the white and gold bodice of her snow flake like dress.
Persephone's a bitch. | Open
"Well….look who decided to join the party. Where the hell have you been?"
"...Living here? Figure you're busy with your harlot squad."
{ OPEN }
"Uh— No thank you. I’m not really old enough for any alcohol. But thank you for offering."
"Dude. Why would you not?"
Dance with me..
"You have been stood there on your own for too long"
"Uh, I don't know you."
