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catching damon’s eyes, a rush of relief flooded cleo’s body and her heart thumped a beat faster in her chest. the presence of her mate was always soothing, offering a degree of tranquility to cleo’s typically distressed demeanor. cleo chuckled, “well, i will never object to your company. besides, i think we’re allowed to give into temptation… every once in a while.” resting a hand on his inner thigh, cleo offered a gentle squeeze with the hint of a smile playing at her lips. grabbing at her beer with her other hand, cleo got a speedy chug in. the rush of alcohol brought a warmth to her chest and widened her grin. “what are you drinking today, love? my treat.” she offered, signaling the bartender to approach.
while he certainly didn’t make drinking before dusk a regular habit ( much like he used to do ), damon also wasn’t the type to cast away an offer. more specifically, an offer from his mate, and she was right, of course. it’d be a bland world if everyone was to consistently resist temptation. so with a calloused hand raised to gently press against the small of her back, fingers gingerly tracing across her spine over top of the fabric barrier, the werewolf turned on the stool to face cleo a little more. “ guess it’d be pretty impossible not to, huh ? and good to know you’re not sick of this old mug yet, babe. ” his jest was amplified with a quick wink directed at her, before blue hues averted to the bartender approaching. “ i’ll have what she’s having ... maybe bring over a couple extra, too. ” tongue poked out to slowly drag across his bottom lip, free hand sneaking into his own pocket to fish out a money clip. without a word, he pulled a few bills from the fold and pushed them across the bar’s counter, toward the bartender, a sly smirk tugging up the corners of his mouth. “ if your plan’s to get me drunk, you’re goin’ down with me. ”
henry had still been questioning a potential suspect about the emerald witch disappearance when he heard a familiar voice on tv and turned around to see who it was, putting his notepack back in his jacket pocket as he sat down to look up at the tv. “already? damn, chief sure is fast.” he spoke to no one in particular as he looked over at the person sitting beside him. “what do you think about all of this?”
ever so slightly pointed ears perked at the other’s spoken thought, naturally nosy and equally as curious. her interest had already been bubbling over the news, so when he turned to ask her opinion, verona couldn’t help but to smile, dimples plunging against her cheeks. “ it’s crazy, isn’t it — what kind of lunatic steals a body ? like, straight up messed up. ” a soft southern twang was evident as she spoke, lifting a glass of amber liquid to her lips before pausing, “ if somebody went through all that trouble to take it, must be worth a lot of money. ” giving him a pointed look, she went on to take a drink, then gave a gentle shake of her head. “ but here i was, thinkin’ body snatchers were a thing of the past. ”
cleo embedded herself into the stiff bar stool, stretching her shoulders backward until she felt a pop in her lower back. angling her head to each side, she took in the peculiar sight of a mostly vacant bar, likely in it’s current state due to the presence of the sun outside. day drinking wasn’t a common practice for the werewolf, but the rumor was that this bar had perfected french fries, and she found it morally reprehensible to sit in a bar without a beer.
“heineken, bottle, please!” cleo called out to the lone bartender. bouncing her leg gently, cleo seized a few one-dollar bills from her pocket, depositing the cash to the surface before her. she resolved to get a buzz going before eating, as any pleasure-seeking person would do. the bottle appeared before her eyes, and cleo offered a friendly smile to the bartender, “keep the change.” positioning the cold rim of the bottle against her lips, cleo felt the warmth of a presence materializing in the stool beside her. with a swallow, cleo turned her head, “day drinking tempted you, too, huh?”
“ always does. ” after settling himself in the stool beside cleo, damon offered a defeated shrug, as if caught in some heinous act without explanation. truth be told, it was her scent that lured him inside the bar. of course, he’d been passing by with the intent of visiting a little after dusk settled over the city, but he was content with bending the rules of his own indulgences if it meant spending a some time with cleo outside of the pack. “ it’s just the giving in part’s what i’m usually good at holdin’ strong against, but ... ” giving a click of his tongue to emphasize his evident failure in resisting bad habits, blue hues finally lock gaze with the brunette and his lips stretch slightly to display a lopsided smile. “ here i am. ”
striding across the concrete, aleksandria’s heart thumped laboriously against her chest. her breaths became ragged and aleks could feel her ears increasingly becoming hot, the soles of her feet faintly aching. spotting a nearby bench, aleks took refuge, lounging against the rigid form. focusing on slowing her breathing, aleks felt her heartbeat decelerating steadily. a presence joined her on the bench, and aleks welcomed the appearance. in an attempt to socialize, aleks turned to the individual, “the news today sure sends you for a spin, huh? who steals a body?”
basketball had always been an essential means of relieving stress for nick, whether it be via an actual game or just hanging out, shooting some hoops. in this case, it was the latter of the two. dribbling the ball against the pavement, he’d just been heading back home when he stumbled across a familiar face. unless part of his close circle, nick would generally give a wave if spotted and keep on going. however, aleks was one of the few who’d been around during his lowest, and while it hadn’t been the most productive point of his life, he still appreciated some semblance of friendship they’d developed. “ some fucked up crypt keeper’s my guess. ” giving a shrug of his broad shoulders, the brunet lowered himself down beside her, balancing the basketball between his wrist and knee. “ or maybe a methhead trying to get out of debt. ”
“ hey , bub - i know , i’ll be home soon , ” she said , phone pressed to her ear with one hand while she balanced a box of cupcakes in one hand . “ sam , but cassie back on the phone - i love you too . cassie , hi ! ye - shit , ” she cried out , foot catching on a lift in the cement and causing her to lurch forward . her phone hit the ground with a crack , followed by the box of cupcakes hitting the ground and rolling out of the box . “ awesome , ” she groaned .
“ oh shit, ” he spoke under his breath, blue hues witnessing the split-second ordeal from afar. without a doubt, nick had recognized his sister’s voice, a plan of attack set in motion as he hauled ass between a brisk walk and a light jog in order to catch up with her. but with the cement stealing his element of surprise and her box of cupcakes, nick opted to do what little he could to salvage any unsoiled baked goods. “ alright, well, the good news is there’s a cupcake or two that might be passable. ” carefully picking up the box, and her phone, the brunet handed the device out for willow to take, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. “ the bad news is you can’t multitask. ”
gabriela sipped on her coffee , brows furrowed in concern as she watched the news broadcasting on the tv in the cafe . a missing body , how does this just happen . “ this whole thing is so … wild , ” she said with a sigh , setting her cup down and brushing her long blue hair over her shoulder .
“ honestly. i mean, who would really want to steal a body ? that’s a little ... grotesque. ” the hint of a sneer caused the bridge of her nose to wrinkle slightly, brow narrowed at the very thought of literally carrying dead weight around. slim fingers gingerly toy with the straw of her iced coffee, while her chin found refuge in the opposite hand, elbows leaning against the table’s surface. “ i’ve heard of artnapping, but a body ? ridiculous. ”
hey all you cool cats and kittens ! it’s carole desi from big cat rescue and i’m here to deliver a tubular trio to this glorious group. i’ve been on the hunt for a solid supernatural rp for idk how long and i’m so stoked to find a home in bloodshq & begin writing / plotting with every single one of you ! admittedly, their backgrounds are pretty underwhelming because they’re all new muses ( lord help me ) and i’m still getting a feel for them, and i have just a few wanted connections up for grabs listed at the end of each of their blurbs, so if you see any that strike your interest please feel free to slide into my ims ( but i’m also super open to anything, so feel free to hit me with your ideas too ! ) & now without further ado, i give you DAMON BELMONT , NICHOLAS SPENCER & VERONA ADLER.
i’m not scared of the dark
she’s in love with the idea of being loved.