#august 01.

[bebevlnt]

Location: haus of asphodel Person: gusgus @augustcavaliere​

“I just think it’d be very nice if instead of making an entire community upset with us, if we robbed a Tiffany’s.” She is teasing for the most part, sitting in the high backed chair in the library and filing her nails. Bebe’s eyes flicker up at him, her mouth drawn into a frown and she sets her nail file down on the small table beside her chair before rising from it. “I can’t say I’m not worried about you.” Something she’d only ever admit to him and him alone. They’d gotten out of every scrape they’d ever gone through, she’d been at his side the entire time, but Rome but this is something on a scale they haven’t quite yet encountered.

[trissraval]

location: house of asphodel library

They just kind of wander around the place like they used to. But it’s different now, it’d once been so lively and now they spent time moving things, clearing away dust. It’s a bit of a tomb now, it feels like they’re living in the skeleton of where Erik’s coven used to be. And he can kind of dig that. “You don’t think this looks kind of suspicious, chief?” Settling on the arm of the large chair in the library, he reaches to pat August’s now shaved head, lips quirked into a frown. “Coven disappears, we take a hot second and then we just fuckin’ slide on in here?” It wasn’t something that would ever be spoken out loud, but they couldn’t care too much about the lost coven. It had been here and now it was gone and his primary concern had always been the man before him. @augustcavaliere​ 

[amalasingh]

Person: @augustcavaliere​  Location: As he’s tryna sneak out The whole place is in chaos, the tension that has plagued the whole ceremony has come to a head and Amala is an opportunist, if she’s not going to be able to control herself, she’s going to make it count. It’s something she’s conscious about as she moves from room to room, teeth sinking into a mortal if they get in her way, less to drink from and more to maim. She’d been made a fool of at Halloween when those witches had left her home in ruins, her once cozy seat on senate now practically burned her. It kept her from taking matters into her own hands and one of those damn Asphodel witches had to be around somewhere, they were far too smug to stay away, she just- “You.” The witch was so tall he was hard to miss as he ducked into the hall and she doesn’t waste any time in hurrying after him, practically throwing people out of her way. There’s too many people, other vampires fighting each other for a shot at the blood of a mortal, fey, or worse, each other.  “I should kill you!” She calls after him, emerging into the hall, fangs bared and dress ripped in several places.