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[sonataforsybelle]

@nodominion @devilsfool

Rose and Sybelle had been feeling a little daring that night.

Tonight, they would be hunting a little differently. Why bother feeding on prey in a dark alleyway and then go through all that hassle getting rid of bodies when instead they could do... take out ? Their hunting grounds tonight were amongst young students having a pool party in a countryside home in one of the nearby villages (but not so nearby that it was forbidden). The muddy gardens and fields weren't very... sophisticated and were clearly a hassle when having to handle a dead body. Wouldn't it be so much better to drink their fill from the comfort of their own bedroom, on a comfy bed or chair ?

If anyone asked, no one knew who had the idea first, pitched between incredulous looks and giggles from either women. Sybelle had been such a good, obedient little soldier her entire life ; suddenly breaking so many rules at once was exhilarating.

What was the worst that could happen, they told each other in bravado and overconfidence ? No one would know ; they would just sneak their prey in, making them believe they'd landed a hot date with two beautiful girls. Revealing the court's existence didn't count if the prey was going to die anyway.

After a car ride that made Sybelle question her lifechoices, her phobia having never completely healed, she shook the anxiety away as she pulled her date by the hand and exchanged a conspiratory look with Rose. The guy was smitten with her, and all she had to do was to smile and nod and let him think she was going to let him do more than kiss her. She knew he wanted to get her drunk to have his way with her ; she'd picked him for this reason, distracting him from doing that to a human young woman. Plus, for an asshole he wasn't that bad looking. She prefered kissing girls, really, but for the killing it was always men. For now, he was mostly gawking at the castle as they circled the entrance.

We should climb the fence from the other side and enter through a window from there, she signaled to Rose.

"Holy shit, you girls are rich rich," her guy said, and she just had to laugh. "Wait until you see the bar."

There was no bar. Obviously.

[lovecreature]

Had it not been for the Duke's influence, Terra was well aware she would have been ostracized; instead, big dowry and such a sponsor, men and women would smile at her and flock to her, even if very clearly disoriented by her lack of knowledge of society matters. She didn't need false friends, so she was the one isolating herself, attracted by the buffet than people there. It hurt, however, because she truly desperately wished for the chance to be around other humans, because she needed to think of herself as such, and for finally some peace and normalcy. In a more secluded area with seats, a group of men was laughing and asking one of their own to give some of his poetry. Terra stood there, perplexed, listening to every word and understanding that it was meant to describe some emotion she wasn't familiar with. He didn't even seem happy about that himself, or so she thought, unsure of her ability to read expressions as well. "Ah, Miss Branford, what do you think of our William's poetry?" one asked, dawning a glass of wine. "I didn't understand it," she admitted bluntly, which for some reason elicited more little laughs, "But it sounded nice. Like music." That ended the laughs, which was baffling.

"It did?" "Well," another man whispered, "She would not have heard much poetry with her special circumstances-" "Shht" "No, he's right. I lack the education," she agreed, even if it clearly made the men tense up, "And I apologize for it, sir William. But I appreciated the sound of it." Suddenly the men all seemed to agree that yes, the sounds were alright, nothing to add, and they all but ran off from the conversation, clearly not wanting to go against her word.

@bloodybigbad

[sidelovecreature]

@kisumshi - Gojyo

It was strange to be interacting with so many men after being around women - or at least just Terra lately - for a while, but it was also fun. And, well, Gojyo was interesting. And honest, and good looking. So, while her dog Pudding played with Jeep, she lured him away with alcohol and jokes. "Alright, alright, mate, now, remember I warned you, so if you look grossed out, I am going to---cry, really loud, because how dare you? Who do you think you are, bitch?" Grinning, she worked on the tie behind her head that kept the veil on her face, before showing it, the large scar on her cheek down to her red-painted lips. Her mother could've passed out from the shame.

"So, seriously, since you are a lady-connaisseur, how bad is it? Am I really doomed to be a spinster? Honest. I'll probably marry some rich old man anyway, there's always that option."

[supeladies]

"What's up with the cape, homie?" Maybe her mother didn't mean that when she told them to go ahead and get to know each other while she was gone, but it was the best Lynn had. No way she could control her face, though.

@h0mlander

[justaprankhan]

Hannah is overwhelmed by emotions, in a way she has not been since finding the Sanatorium and having the chance to think, because not only can she now easily guess that all the commotion she's heard happened because the others are back - some or all, who knows - but the monsters are around, people must be dying, and she's found Jessica, Jessica of all people, bleeding and possibly freezing down the mines.

The others are here. She's scared for them. She's scared of meeting them again because if she does, that's it, it's really true that this is her life, this is who she is now, and she's not ready. She has to protect them. She hates them. She wants to go home. She won't go home until she gets to kill the Big Monster. It has to die.

"Jessica, hey... it's me," she puts down her flame-thrower and the dufflebag she always carries around just in case, so she can take her coat off to give it to her; Jessica is wearing only a t-shirt and jeans which is just not enough, especially because she must be in shock and shock makes you cold, doesn't it? Her thoughts are about to spiral back into old memories, but adrenaline brings Hannah back to the present, "We have to go somewhere safe, can you stand?"

At the very beginning, back when she was kinda delirious from the pain, she has let herself be lulled by fantasies of going home and somehow finding in herself the sharpness needed to tell them to go to hell, to fight, to blame them. Now all Hannah knows is that she's not letting a girl her age be torn apart and eaten, even if it kills her. But it does suck that it's Jessica.

@fcllmoonlight liked for a starter

[supelovecreature]

@fracturals x Hughie!

She hasn't been there long, hiding from her own captors the same way Kimiko and the others were hiding from 'supes'. Because they found files about her, that said she could use radiation and perhaps even be a danger to their worst enemy, the scary man with the beard has allowed her to stay, even if she has already said she didn't want to kill anyone. "So..." Terra starts, when she finally finds the courage to talk, waiting for her popcorn to be ready, and she's almost sure his name is Petit Hughie, "What... what powers do you have?"

[selinakyl-ee]

There was sudden rapid knocking on your door. Upon opening it, you saw a short orange haired girl who looked like someone you knew…

Hi Uhm- Ms. Kyle, right? I have something really important to say, and it may sound kind of crazy-

You know how 6 years ago, you went through a really bad breakup with Edward Nygma?

@quite-the-enigma

Selina tilted her head as she stared at the girl who stood in front of her. The girl started talking about something, mentioning Edward Nygma, her ex.

The thing was, not many knew about him. And who was this girl?

"Yeah. Him. What about him? And who are you?"