#blxzinghell

[cldblccd-blog]

@blxzinghell

“Got a light, stranger?” She hides in   c i t i e s   now, because she knows that he can’t stand the smell. S m e l l   has been a much more constant companion than sight in the long, long centuries he’s been   c h a s i n g   her, but he’s getting close, and though he may be a   d e m o n ,   he has room in him for a little bit of good-humor. He is   a l o n e   in the world (except for   h e r ;   Haggard is long gone and she is the only one who remembers him------it leaves him little option in the way of celebration) and so he could do   w o r s e   than sharing a moment of self-satisfaction with a   s t r a n g e r .

[liilacwood]

@blxzinghell

“You’re so dark that you   s h i n e --------------“ She holds out a milk-pale hand, but does not touch him, because even as   d i m i n i s h e d   as she is she is a wild thing at heart, and wild things can barely   t o l e r a t e  the touch of man. Her middle and ring fingers are the same length, and she smells like lavender and camelia with no contamination from the city. “Do you know me, magician?”

[ofcreatures-blog]

xx. @blxzinghell

          Thierry glanced up from the glass he was drying when he heard the door to the bar open. The man who walked in wasn't that alarming himself, but as he stepped closer and the vampire caught wind of his blood, that was when his interested was piqued. There was a scent like ozone running through his veins. Most people had blood that smelled like...blood. Nothing more, nothing less. There was something different about him. "Something I can get for you?" Thierry asked before placing the glass down to focus his attention on the man, friendly as always but still rather cautious.

[jennarawson]

“Don’t apologize. I don’t want that from you.” {blxzinghell}

@blxzinghell

“Then what do you want from me, John?” Jenna asked because she honestly didn’t know and it was pissing her off. Her big brother, well one of them anyways, shows up at her door bleeding and everything and she patches him up, saying sorry for his pain and he tells her that. What the hell? She huffed as she held her hands over the wound and said a little spell she learned from John to heal it a bit.