Icchadhari Naagin

29. Shape-Shifter. Naagin. 

[adelinedrxke]

“Forgive me for being a little irritable over losing my shifts at the Bloodhound because of some dumbass curfew. What are we, rebellious twelve-year-olds in some terrible sitcom?”

[seshakaur-blog]

“Apparently. All I know is that I better be getting paid despite the fact this curfew is withholding me from getting to my job. Like what were they thinking?”

[seshakaur-blog]

“You do realize there is a curfew in effect right? That means no late night shifts, and if your here for some entertainment, i’m sorry to break this to you but, the shop is closed until this mess is resolved and I can get back into my normal routine. Did you at least bring a snack for the both of us?”

[axjohnson]

        “It’s all done and over with — finished. I’ll grab a few things then head out the door, being in the hospital made me feel exhausted. Anything I could help with, though?”

[seshakaur-blog]

“Since you are asking, I was hoping to run to the supermarket to grab a few things myself. Stock up you know. Probably by myself an electric heater and a few blankets just in case. This time I rather be in my apartment.”

[sarah-dxvis]

                         “ —- Yes it’s after curfew, no it was not intentional. I may have fallen asleep at the library, so it was either spend the night after hours or brave the walk home. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t have done the same.”

[seshakaur-blog]

“You sure are brave, and well I wouldn’t say no because I would have done the same. But, I would be a little more discreet, hide in the shadows you know. Never know what sicko is hiding out here.”

[shelbyfontaine]

          “If you’re going to start acting like I need to be coddled like some wounded child, I’d rather just walk home by myself. Only asked if you wanted to come since y’know — still some piles of snow on the ground and shit. Let’s just move on, yeah?”

[seshakaur-blog]

“I’m just saying you need to slow down a little, walking fast in snow can only get you that far until, your slipping and sliding like it’s a ski ring. But if you insist, let’s get going then. You have a bottle of Grey at your place no?”

[bcthgarrison]

          “You sure you’re okay? You look like you’re going to be sick, in my opinion.”

[seshakaur-blog]

“I think I am, never mix alcohol with a latte. That shit is death. My stomach is churning inside all because I was trying to stay warm. Fuck this weather.”

[cal-rook]

“Lemme get this straight. I didn’t kill anybody and I’m not a witch but because of some bullshit curfew I’m gonna lose out on all my prime business hours? Super. Sure hope everyone starts wantin’ to get drunk during the day.”

[seshakaur-blog]

“By the looks of it, none of us have an option, until the culprit is caught. It might just happen. As for you and I, daytime might just have to do until they crack this bitch and find the asshole that is ruining it for us all. Not to mention, I hate that now I have to start my day earlier then usual. Uh, where are my manners? I’m Sesha.”

[dante-cortes]

“I regret going out with that search party. That was…I’m not sure I have words for how horrible that was.” 

[seshakaur-blog]

"Well maybe next time you won’t volunteer. Let that be a lesson. That is if there is a next time. Besides it’s not like you’ve seen a ghost, now have you?”

[littleacedoherty]

     Ace had given her last blanket away to a little girl crying over the cold. But now the cold has slipped into her bones making them rattle and her teeth chatter. Being offered a coat she shakes her head. ‘ You need it too, I’ll be alright. Bit of a chill never hurt nobody. ‘

[seshakaur-blog]

At the women’s refusal, Sesha’s small smile began to disappear as quickly as it came. Shrugging her shoulders, she still held the coat out despite shivering herself, “its a huge coat, we can share it.”

[vincepetrov]

“I thought we could make a little trade; you see, I’m in need of a lighter. Mine’s done for and if I don’t have a cancer stick to take the edge off of how bad my throat is burnin’, I might get irritable. So you can understand how it might work in your favor to help out.”

[seshakaur-blog]

“And how do you plan on us finding this lighter? I mean i’m not sticking my hands in anyone’s pocket. Besides we do need to light some of these books on fire in a pail, heat is more needed. Don’t you think?”

[delicaitlyn]

“This is kind of as close as it gets to fresh air, warmer or not in there, it’s..–” Too much, it was damn near too much. Their blood supply running low made it all the more difficult to think about anything other than the amount of people she was in here with. “I just needed air.”

[seshakaur-blog]

Sesha couldn’t help but to place her face against the wall, it was warm, thank goodness it was warm. Freezing to death was not the way she planned to on dying. “You don’t mind sharing the room with me now do you? Couldn’t even get a blanket there.”

[seshakaur-blog]

faerodrick:

He smiles back at her, watching her incredibly silky hair falling down a little. Yep, this is an attractive lady. Chill the fuck out, Rodrick. “You know, I’ve only ever had it served out of a big gallon cooler at house parties but I imagine we could get the bartender to bring us a bucket if we tipped them well enough. I’d just be concerned about it being a clean bucket, I’m not sure if they keep buckets around for serving drinks out of.” He moves his heads and hands expressively while he says all of this, and his smile lights up his face while he speaks. “And yes. I feel the same way. Then again, I– should probably ask about what kinds of things you find interesting and fun.”

Resting her hand on the table, fingers gently placed alongside her jawline, Sesha’s dark eyes searched that of the male before her. Intrigued by his choice of drink. She then cringed at the idea of the bucket not being clean, it was then she decided that maybe for their sakes that they stick to glasses or mugs instead. “Maybe we should just use the usual then, the last thing you and I want is to get sick or die of some sort of contamination, and trust me, I am no fun patient.” She added with a small laugh, “anything that grabs my attention you know, most importantly to make me laugh. God only knows how much I love to. And you?”

[seshakaur-blog]

messofamurphy:

Murphy slowly lifted his head, considering her offer. In a place like this that offer could be taken….a certain way. The tetra didn’t think she meant it like that though, she seemed to genuinely have a problem with the way the other men were treating him. “Um…yeah I’d like that. Best offer I’ve had all night in fact” The prospect of leaving causing a bit of his normal humor to slip through. The man stood up rather shakily, it felt as though the proximity to everyone was somehow closer. “Would you mind leading the way? I know this sounds stupid but uh…when I get panicky i get this thing….I can’t really see all that well right now.”

Helping herself off her little platform, so she was on the ground and not the stage, Sesha gave the man a small nod. Concern now washing over her at the mention of him stating that he couldn’t see well when he got panicky. Not wanting to embarrass him with the men he was with, Sesha led the way until they were far from the other men, and that there were no lurking ears. Turning once more, she had to check and see if the male was still following her or if he walked into a wall, or another person. Luckily he was right behind, “do you want me to hold your arm?” She inquired leading him into the back, pushing open a door to a private room, where she now stood at the entrance. “Word of advice, just breathe. I’ve never seen someone so.....uninterested in this place inside here before.” She told the male, “by the way, I am Sesha.”

[seshakaur-blog]

mercedespeltier:

“I’ve been here for a couple months now, so I’m still discovering all the foody hot spots that are around here. But maybe one day we can find some together?”

“For sure. If you don’t mind, i’ll take your leave, i’m going to be late for work if I don’t hussle.”

[seshakaur-blog]

“Yeah, don’t think it’s in the cards anytime soon but when it is, I’ll let you know. Uh, shit, don’t even know your name stranger,” he realized with a slight laugh before extending his hand, “Matt, sorry got so distracted by sandwich talk I forgot to ask. And I’m not that easily offended. Uh, Archer’s Point, the bar down the block actually.”

Taking his hands in hers, Sesha gave a small shake before retrieving her hand, placing it back at her side. “Definitely is a pleasure, Matt, even more so for the sandwich. I’m Sesha Kaur, and if you haven’t noticed yet, i’m sort of new to town.“ She herself added with a small chuckle, “Archer’s Point huh, never been there. Still have to get use to this place, to bad there isn’t a tour guide.”

[seshakaur-blog]

vincepetrov:

“They come and go like the rest of us,” he replied flippantly, not having paid a terrible amount of attention to those who wandered through Red Creek if they weren’t Aurelia or a close friend. “Don’t recall sayin’ you left a good impression. What occupation is that?”

Tilting her head and moving her hand to move some of her dark locks behind her ear, her eyes now resting on the male. “I am a dancer at Scarlett Moon.” She replied, her gaze firm as she waited to take in his reaction. If only she had said something of the sort back at home, she would have been looked down upon, a disgrace, and most likely disowned. But Sesha had no one, so she didn’t care what others thought of what she did for a living. “What do you do, if you don’t me asking, Sir?” She inquired boldly.

[damien-hunt]

Snake Charmer

[seshakaur-blog]

damien-hunt:

He felt a shift in the room as some of the patrons’ gaze moved to someone who had just arrived, that guest being the woman he’d been waiting for. Her hand moved to rest on his shoulder blade and the vampire turned around to face her, a polite smile on his face, one that he used with the customers.

“Did you walk all the way here, dove?” Damien asked as he helped her remove her winter clothes, “I’m pleased that you made it, and in this weather no less.” He handed her belongings to a passing waiter as the some of the guests eyed them curiously, wondering if she was some VIP. 

“Yes, the surprise,” he nodded, remembering what she asked of him, “Like I said, I’m terrible with these things,” he said in self-depreciating humor before leading her away from the crowd, ”shall we?”  

The cellar was the best part of The Bacchanalia, the tree root chandelier often left his guests in awe. While it was mostly open for events and private gatherings, Damien opted to use it for tonight’s dinner event with the intriguing woman. It was a banquet downstairs with food laid out on the table from various countries that it was enough to feed the people upstairs. Some were popular dishes while others were lesser known, each one carefully paired with certain alcohol in advance.

“So you said you were famished?”

A small but half chuckle left Sesha’s lips at his first remark upon seeing her, but in response she gave a light nod. Last thing the shape shifter wanted was a grand entrance with an introduction in front the people the male had found himself with tonight. “I’ve contemplated about coming here, to be honest.” She told the male as he helped her out of her heavy coat. “If it gets colder out there, i’m afraid i’ll want to stay in for the rest of the night, I hope you don’t mind. I’m sure you have other ladies needing your companionship.” The brunette teased, watching the male as he now lead her downstairs.

“I’m sure you can’t be that bad,” Sesha added.

Upon entering what was to be the cellar of the Bacchanalia, Sesha’s dark eyes took in inch by inch of her new surrounding. The lighting, the colour of the walls, even the magnificent chandelier handing from the ceiling. Oh how she had wish to shift and just slitter up there to take in the few from above.

Before another word was able to leave the brunette’s lip her eyes now catching the sight of the various dishes laid out on the table, her nostrils overwhelmed with the smell only intensifying her hunger. Taking another step so she was now shoulder to shoulder with the male, a small smile on her face, “starving.” Sesha responded as she looked over at the male, “how about a nice glass of wine first, before we dig in?” She asked, arching a brow as the male, before shifting in her spot her front now facing his side. Lifting a hand up she ran it down his forearm.