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isa-rivera:

“I prefer the intimacy of candlelight.” Rose used a single finger to lift Isa’s chin, interrupting the succubus's original plan to kiss her deeply. Rose denied her enjoyment of the emotions that came with acts of intimacy, but she craved the sensuality of it all. “The glimmer of skin dancing with the light and shadows, a tease of a curve or the temptation of a blush.” Her words turned to moans the moment that Isa resumed her exploration of Rose’s body. Her hands threaded into the other woman’s hair, urging her to continue.

#c: isa

What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain?

It changes from moment to moment. Currently what I most desire is a joie de vivre. Mine has left me. Sacrifice hardly seems necessary to regain it.

#answered

hxlfcrxzy:

“I am not one to worry Rosalie, but you know you are one of the few within my cohort. I wish the best for you-” he reached over and placed a hand on her shoulder, an uncharacteristic show of compassion, even if it could be deemed as nothing more than his resting his hand “-even if I do not show it.” He sighed, looking away for a moment as he took a new sip of his wine. “There is a lot going on at current with our kind, admittedly, but you are a priority of mine. Do not push me away for your pride or because you do not think I care, mi rosa. I care.”

He was quick to bat her hand away from his cheek, shaking his head the more she spoke. “Sugar? Pleasure? Do not be ridiculous. They achieve nothing. I require fear in its purest form. You cannot obtain that through delicate touches and the fluttering of eyelashes. When you inflict the pain, on them or the people they care about, they break. They bend to your will and crumble. Self preservation is the only thing those humans are good at. And yet…” he huffed, “this one does not budge. Broken. Drained. And yet…still willing to protect his friends.” His hand came up to his chin, a finger brushing at his lips in thought. What was he doing wrong, him, Fox Lucero, the man who never did wrong?

Rosalie envied his cerebral disposition. As often as she pretended that emotions were beneath her, for those whom she cared about, her feelings ran deep. She would do nearly anything for them. The fact that Fox resorted to physical touch in an attempt calm her both was endearing and worrying. Perhaps she was not as apt at deception as she once was. Another item on her ever expanding list of things she needed to correct. “I know you do, and I do appreciate that, Fox.” With another, she’d have turned her head and kissed the hand resting on her shoulder, used a pet name and a lie to ease his worry. Fox saw through her little ruses. There was no point in pretending.

She grinned, shaking her head. “You may balk, but perhaps an experiment is in order?” She would willingly bet that there were a few choice humans remaining in the ranks who were unsatisfied with the current events enough to blindly trust a sympathetic ear. “The humans lack the intelligence that we gain through our existence. They entangle the ideas of love, loyalty, and trust. If you were to gain one, you collect all.” Not that there was not a time for punishment. Her rage at what the humans had done burned just as brightly. It was simply a matter of changing strategies when the one they were utilizing no longer bore results. “Would you allow me to try to crack a secret from him? I promise I shall leave you the more entertaining aspects of the inquisition.”

#c: fox

hxlfcrxzy:

“A wandering mind is one thing, and I can excuse that. But your mind does not wander normally.” He was straight to the point, eyes unblinking and watching her every move from here on. “Which has me concerned, regardless of whether you claim you are fine or not.” He paused, letting his words linger in the air a while longer, before folding his arms across his chest, leaning back a little. “But, I trust you mi Rosa, and so I shall take your word.” She would do the same for him, so he must do the same, even if something was wrong. If he pressed too much, she would close herself off, and he couldn’t allow that. Again, he would do the same if it were the other way around.

Attention turned back to his experiments, and he swivelled the wine in the glass before taking another prolonged sip. “The humans appear to be testing me as much as I am testing them. They seem so intent on keeping their secrets that they would rather embrace the pain I can inflict than actually speak. Or-” he chuckled, “-they die before they get a chance to. But the point stands…it makes it borderline impossible to find someone, if everyone else is so quick to throw themselves down in the firing line. What do I need to do, to get them to want to bring someone out into the light?”

With the departure of her contemporary, Rose resided in a reflective mindset. The years wore on her. The world around her continued to change, yet she doubted her capacity to evolve with it. Never had she doubted her desire to survive and overcome, but there was a certain weariness that weighed upon her. “I never thought you to be the worrying sort.” She smiled sweetly at him, taking a sip of the wine to hide the slip in her mask. So much already bothered their kind that Rosalie hardly saw her difficulties as worth mentioning. The cure came. The cure always came to stoke the embers and zest for life when things felt dire. It was after all what kept their existence exciting. Time was all that would be needed to ease her troubles.

She listened closely to his woes. Humans were such predictable creatures that when they did not act as expected, it became time to allow Fox to run his experiments more thoroughly. “The way that I see it, you have two options. You can either try different forms of pain- perhaps something more psychological where they fear for themselves or others. Or..” She leaned forward,thumb tracing his cheekbone. “You try the sugar. When pain doesn’t work, pleasure is the oposite side of the coin. Endear and indebt them towards you.”

#c: fox

hxlfcrxzy:

He couldn’t help but smirk, so she still had some bite, that was always good to know. Some things would never change. “Do you know better? I just figured a long overdue reunion could use a wine that has been long overdue being opened.” No games in that, although he did know how much she enjoyed her wine. If anything it could be seen as a subtle bribe into opening up, and he didn’t care much if he was called out for that.

“Yes, I do recall Demitri was your first suspect. Understandably so.” He let out a small chuckle, recalling the brief interactions he’d had with Demitri. The closest thing a vampire could be to a rabid dog quite honestly, although was it him or the Davenport brother that was the most unruly? That would be a test for another day. “It’s usually about four days before putrefaction begins…which means you must have stumbled across the guinea pig on the eastside, a few blocks from the Collectors Quarters? Mi Rosa? Rosalie?!” His voice raised, seeing how she had been distracted by something as simple as a smudge of lipstick on the glass. He growled, eyes narrowing a little as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a handkerchief and passing it over to her. “You really need to pull yourself together Rosa, it’s bad enough that we still have Teddy cascading off the rails. I do not want to add you to that too.”

“Of course, Darling.” Rosalie bet her life on trusting Fox. His brilliant mind uncovering plots long before they had a chance to hatch. Anyone foolish enough to call Fox an enemy surely would not be among the living for long. Her finger brushed the curling, aged label on the dark bottle. “1907. It was a good year.” Aged to perfection for their consumption, tinged with blood untainted by the more modern maladies. Looking towards the past yielded a nostalgia that often complicated matters. She needed to stop all these silly emotions from getting the best of her.

She chuckled lightly. Demitri certainly was something, yet he had his place in their society. She preferred other methods to the rampant destruction and disregard that Demitri displayed, but it did remind others to be wary of vampires- just as Fox’s experiments did. Displaying trophies in such a cavalier manner had to be something innate in the men. Neither she nor her fledgling were ever so careless with a kill. “I apologize. My mind wandered. It is terribly rude of me.” Rose patted at her lips, removing the excess lip color as well as cleaning the glass. He was correct. She needed to focus. She needed to get back to herself before she could slip. “I am fine. Truly.” She forced a smile, placing the glass back on the table. “You were telling me about your latest experiment.”

#c: fox

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“There are a few things I wish to discuss with you this evening.”

This catch up was much needed, two old friends sat in the bar of the Hotel Castillo sipping away at a bottle of blood-infused wine, the good kind that was always kept on the top shelf of the more secret shelves. The ones only the regulars or the most trusted know about. It tasted old. Expensive. Just how Fox liked it, and he placed the glass back on the table after finishing his latest sip, reaching across to refill the ladies glass.

“So tell me amor, how are things in the world of mi rosa favorita? Your little…outburst at the group the other night was…unexpected.” He kept the stem of the glass held between two slim fingers, gently sliding the base along the table top in cyclical motions, the wine gently circling with it. “That is my first area concern. It was a general question at the group, I know that, but you’ve been quiet and I barely know these things. I always told you, you could tell me what you think. If you had a problem how was I supposed to know?” He sighed, lifting the glass to his lips to take another drink, eyes not once moving from Rosalie’s. “You know how I work, about mis juegos. I assumed if there was an issue, you would have come to me instead of airing your issues publicly.”

rosalie-winters

The invitation came as a surprise to Rosalie who had planned her night around a bit of research. There were more than a few pieces missing in the puzzle that comprised the current situation. No matter what she attempted to do, the vampire’s mind refused to calm. A distraction proved ideal, if only to allow her the joy of being in Fox’s company for a few moments. Her eyes drifted to the worn label of the wine. “If I didn’t know better, I would think you attempting ply me with alcohol. Good thing I know better.” A bit of a warning without the bite of a threat. If this were a game, she had little mind to play at the moment. She did so love their little games, but she refused to turn into a pawn.

“To be quite frank, I had not thought that you might be the one responsible.” Many a times a body left improperly disposed of demonstrated the disregard of most of the lives of humans. The chattel certainly were beneath a vampire, but the rot of the body plagued the streets luring vermin brave enough to ignore the smell. She pressed her lips together, gazing at the lipstick stain on her wine glass. Had she forgotten to blot? Normally such a small thing would never escape her, yet it had been the little things that added up to the burden that rounded her shoulders just enough for someone who knew her well to perceive.

#c: fox

isa-rivera:

Isa couldn’t help but smile at the other woman’s words, her head tilting back under those enticing kisses to her sensitive skin. “Mmm, my plan is to either wear you out or see the sun rise. It’ll be fun to see which happens first.” At Rose’s suggestion about the call, Isa reluctantly moves away to grab her phone to only return once it was against her ear and ringing. The demon leans down to tug a strap of the other woman’s dress from her shoulder, her mouth teasing over her collarbone before the concierge finally answers. She hums out her demands to them through the phone between gently nips and licks lower and lower.

Reaching behind her, Rosalie tugged her zipper down. “The sun shall rise long before I am tired.” She was a bit disappointed that Isa underestimated her stamina, yet hopeful that for once there would be another who could keep up with her appetites. The moment that Isa tugged at her dress, the garment fell to to the floor, pooling around Rose’s feet. She moaned, enjoying the woman’s mouth upon her skin, not caring to remain quiet while the other was on the phone. Let whomever she was speaking to hear and be jealous.

#c: isa

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What are your priorities right now?

Finding some feeders before the mer drive off all the humans. It really was a nasty little trick that they pulled.

#answered

FMK: Cecilia, Teddy, Fox

Fuck Teddy because he has a talent in that area. Marry my darling Cecilia. As for the K, I doubt whether it matters if it stands for kiss or kill. If I tried to show him affection, I believe that kiss might end up killing my dear Fox.

@theteddy-byrne @frccdxm @hxlfcrxzy

#answered

How are you dealing with the absence of an Overlord?

If you are asking if I miss my friend, the answer is and will always be yes. He was an important part of many lives. However, if you are speaking of him as a leader, then that is the business of vampires only and Matias for some reason.

#answered #kaz

[ BITE ] ; the sender bites the receiver somewhere on their body. REVERSED - from Matias

Curiosity killed the cat, and a few months ago what Rosalie was about to attempt would get her killed as well. With dear Kaz gone, Matias no longer held the same sway he once did. She'd still respect the bond that he shared with Teddy, but he was no longer a feeder for the Overlord. Matias was back to being another human working at the club. The man's recent behavior hadn't fully endeared him to her. She still believed that he was an annoyance more than anything else, but at least now he respected others. The fall from grace humbled him even if his name came up more than other humans. What was it that continued to draw the powerful to him? Selecting a private booth, Rose patiently awaited Matty. She smirked, seeing him hesitate as he walked through the curtain. "Oh do calm down, darling. I'm merely a customer for the evening." She scooted over, making room for him on the couch. "Would you care to join me? I can guarantee that I can make it worth your while."

Her fangs poked out slightly the closer that he got. Something more was going on in that little brain of his. One would think that working at Bite would have taught him better than this. She brushed her fingers against Teddy's marks. Interesting that he still had those, but that was not something that she wanted to discuss now. She leaned over, lips caressing his neck before gently piercing the flesh.

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isa-rivera:

Expensive heels click against the marble floor as she walks backwards into her suite, her eyes taking in the other woman from head to toe as the demon bites down on her bottom lip. Fingers reach out to take the other woman’s hand again, pulling her close before snaking her arm around her waist. “No one will bother us here.” Isa says with her lips ghosting across Rose’s, palm brushing down over the curve of her ass as she smirks. “Although we might have to put a ‘do not disturb’ call in for the early morning turndown, that’ll be my job.” She says with a raise of her brow before finally pressing a soft kiss to her enticing lips.

Kicking the door closed with her foot, Rosalie took a moment to admire the beauty before her from the raven locks that she longed to run her fingers through to the shapely legs she imagined wrapped around her. The gentle treatment came as a shock to the vampire who debated pinning Isa against a wall for a taste. No if the demon was to worship her, Rose would return the treatment in kind. “Already planning for the morning when the night is still young.” Her lips trailed down Isabel’s jaw to her neck, kissing every inch of her skin. “I plan to exhaust you this evening. You may wish to make that call now.” She smirked, walking towards Isa’s bedroom.

#c: isa

isa-rivera:

Isa’s lips turn up into a smirk against the other woman’s neck when she answer before she’s pulled into a kiss that steals all of her attention completely. Isa never minded bringing others to her home, the arrogant woman loved showing off the way she was kept and what people were willing to give her. At the mention of toys, her brown eyes light up and she can’t help but picture some that would drive her crazy. “You have no idea, although I have a few right now.” The demon’s hand drops Rose’s before she’s ghosting them down her waist to grip her hips. “My place it is, I’ll take good care of you.” She doesn’t need to be told twice then and guides the other woman out and quickly over to her private suit at the Hotel Castillo where she was living in the luxury she deserved. Isa couldn’t keep her hands off Rose even in the elevator, pushing her up against the cool metal and stealing a deep and passionate kiss from the gorgeous woman until the bell dings and the doors open right into the suite. “Come on…” The demon walks slowly backwards with her arm outstretched towards Rose.

If she still had a mortal soul, perhaps she would fear for it with the way that Isa’s kisses consumed her. If her home held a fraction of the appeal that the owner did, the vampire might come over more often. “You carry toys with you?” She arched her brow, looking Isa up and down. Her bag was rather conservative and her outfit hugged every curve. Rose couldn’t imagine where she might be hiding anything. Leaning into the touch, she allowed the other woman to lead her away from the bar towards something far more intoxicating. She was a bit surprised to find where exactly the demon called home, but Rosalie certainly wasn’t complaining. The luxury of Castillo almost made up for Fernando’s temper and teasing. Her mind hardly stayed on Freddy for long given the demanding grasp of Isa. It took her a few seconds to realize that the elevator stopped on their floor after Isa stole her breath, leaving Rose to follow wherever it was that Isa lead her.

#c: isa

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theteddy-byrne:

Teddy heard the bang of the door as it violently hit up against the wall of the room…but it made no fucking difference to him. Perhaps it was a moment of deafness, where his thoughts got louder than anything else around him, or the fact that he’d been listening to the sound of gunshots for hours on end. He just..decided to bury his face into his arms and wait for it. The end. Anything that might relieve him from this constant nightmare he appeared to have been living.. light, darkness, nothing..whatever it was.

And then…then that something touched him. Touched. Warm fingers, gently brushing his hair away from his damp face before the voice echoed in his head. Najelon? Could it really be him? No. The man had been anything but delicate with him.. but the smell of sulfur did not lie. Glancing up with a jittering jaw, the vampire stared at the figure in front of him still shaking. “..w-what?” What’s wrong, Teddy? Speak, Teddy, the voice in his head said..but nothing, nothing came out. Instead, he just clinged to his bottle and fought against the urge to let his head drop once again.

Whoever this was..they weren’t real. And he was not going to fall for it. Not again.

“The fuck?” Eyebrow twitched in annoyance when all he got from Teddy was even more confusion and barely a glance. “You’re a fucking mess.” The Demon almost pushed his head aside as their eyes recon the room and the Vampire’s surroundings again.

First, he snatched the whiskey bottle and threw it behind him, away from Teddy. “Enough of that for you,” he said nonchalantly. Then the glowing screen of a forgotten phone took his attention and made him think about the current situation and the possibilities ahead. They had come to discuss important affairs concerning their schemes and one of the reasons why they had made an official deal, but little could Teddy do to honor his part of the signed contract in the state he was in.

Najelon sighed, still crouched next to the tripping Vampire. “You useless piece of shit,” he whispered at the same time he grabbed the phone and made himself comfortable right next to Teddy. The Demon forced his head down on their lap as his left hand unsuccessfully tried to unblock the phone. Face ID, easy enough. “Say ‘I have a drinking problem’”, Naj mocked half laughing as he placed the screen in front of Teddy’s face. “What was the name of that woman…? You know, the one with you at the ball.” He wasn’t really talking to Teddy, knowing that probably nothing at all made sense in his head at the moment, but perhaps he could still get some helpful answers. “Rose… Rosalyn? Rosalie!”

He searched for her name in the contact list and quickly enough it was dialing.

@rosalie-winters

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The feeder du jour withered and moaned in Rose’s embrace. Normally she’d take her time enjoying her meal, but Rose already was running a bit behind schedule. It had merely been a self-indulgent whim leaving her at the hotel for a few more minutes that she could truly spare. When she’d lain eyes upon the beauty at the bar, the fates blessed her with something truly delectable to savor and enjoy. Which was why she was so utterly disappointed when when her cellphone rang. Just as she was about to silence the call, to continue with her evening, Teddy’s photo flashed on the screen.

“Teddy darling, now is not the best time. Whatever is the matter?” She curled the feeder’s blonde locks around her finger, pouting, pretending to be put out drawing a giggle from the himbo. What she planned to do to elevate the stress that would no doubt come from her responsibilities this evening.

#c: teddy #c: naj

hxlfcrxzy

[text: Rose] Fox darling, I have a present for you. I believe you will enjoy it.

Fox: Oh? Do I get a clue as to what it is mi rosa?

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hxlfcrxzy:

Fox: Partner as in the Asher? Sis you gather a clearer picture on the nature of their relationship? I know Teddy and I had this discussion a short while back.

Fox: Interesting that Demitri’s name prompted a response. I’ll look into that. Could be useful.

Fox: The others can have their fun with the Commander. But I have the perfect plans for the Mackies. They will know true pain. True paranoia. True isolation.

Rose: Indeed. They were quite close when I met with them. Asher was equally upset with the very idea of me threatening Cardelle. Rumor is that Asher has left Calamity for now. It might be interesting to hint that you know just where Asher has gone.

Rose: Good luck getting anything from Demitri.

Rose: You have my gratitude for keeping my hands clean.

#t: fox

hxlfcrxzy

[text: Rose] Fox darling, I have a present for you. I believe you will enjoy it.

Fox: Oh? Do I get a clue as to what it is mi rosa?

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hxlfcrxzy:

Fox: He attacked you? Prompted or unprompted. Also, is this wavering of protection confirmed, or are we speculating. Either way, it opens up the perfect set of loopholes.

Fox: Best case scenario, Cardelle’s protection is lifted and my human gives us Axel’s location. A two in one deal.

Fox: Obviously I have my own plans for the Mackies, but if you desire to settle your own score with Cardelle, please go ahead, I will not get in your way. I still have three others to occupy my time.

Rose: During what was supposed to be a peaceful meeting. I was speaking to him and his partner. When Demitri’s name passed my lips, he lost all common sense.

Rose: The waving of the protection is confirmed. We can hope to get both the leaders out of power and watch the humans scramble when the Hideout leader and the outcast leader are within your grasp.

Rose: I would ask if you catch him that you make his end slow and painful. Let him think that I am coming for him, constantly looking over his shoulder and isolating from those dearest to him. Divide and conquer is entertaining.

#t: fox

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