#c: taurus

[dxne-duclos]

Jude; A Surprise Unwanted

    Dane had a few quiet days to himself, luckily. His week since he had been back were just an onslaught of faces and catching-ups. Imogen was the first he had to endure, along with his brothers, then Wren, Rory...the list went on. So it was nice to have his house empty for the weekend, some camping trip planned while he was gone. Aaron and William tried getting him to attend, but he blamed course work and errands on the reasoning he had to stay. Lies. Dane needed some time to decompress, to center himsel; like some hippie mentality. Honestly he had a bottle of scotch that was calling his name and with others gone he could bring out his books and read up on magic with out a worry. 

     Three fingers deep, the amber liquor was poured. It’s oak-y scent was sweet to Dane’s nostrils before sipping. This was heaven, not to most, but for the Aries he loved being alone---made it easier to get what you wanted. However the door bell rang, chiming through the house and loudly in the den where he stood.  “Fuck me.” exhaling to himself, placing his drink on the table before he walked briskly to the front door. Who could it be? Perhaps Amazon if he thought about it, probably some freshman deliverying to the house instead of the house’s P.O box. 

    With a heavy sigh, he swung the door open when his face flashed with shock before smoothing into intrigue. “Well, well the hermit has left his cave...I feel like I should be clapping or something.” he opened the door more, motioning for him to come in before he began to walk away and back to the den (assuming he’d follow). “Come now Jude, bore me for a bit will you?” 

[dxnes-mob-blog]

Butting Horns

    A simple text, short of 200 characters; that’s all it took. The message was simple, a place to meet, and with his rolex fastened along with his car waiting downstairs, Dane was off to meet up with no one other than Jude Castillo. The Books as Dane calls him behind his back, was the left hand man or would it be right hand man? Really the young visionary gunning for the top should know this, yet regardless Jude was the brains behind most operations. The calculator, the one who handled accounts on top of accounts, a paper pusher, the lap dog of the infamous Desmond Beaumont. Frankly Dane would feel sorry for him if he didn’t seem content, let alone efficient. As much as they two weren’t different, they shared some level of respect since both of their worlds floated between the same gravitational pull---so to speak. They both had common enemies and common goals. Both had time to make money off one another... So when Dane got the message all he saw was chance to cash in, work his way up, or at least get a free drink off of Jude.

    Thirty minutes passed by between traffic lights and congestion; it was terrible to drive through downtown on a night like this but Dane stayed patient. He focused on his phone, while his other hand nursed a glass of chardonnay. His eyes kept trying to read through the text, to see if there was picture as to why Jude was summoning him so late---while in the fashion that was so cloak and dagger. Honestly he’d expect this from Faye, but not for him. Either way the car rolled up in front of the bar, it’s neon lights glinted against the limo’s windows while he swung open the door to exit. 

        “Bosley, I’ll be here for a good hour, just circle around and don’t go far.” he spoke firmly.

     With that he entered, lending his coat to the man in the front while he moved passed a few drunk bankers and their mistresses toward Jude. The dim light shaped around his body, as he sat alone in the back corner booth. His frames hung slightly down his noise, causing Dane to smirk at how handsome he could be if he wasn’t so meek. “Castillo, my man.” he brazenly spoke while approaching, “Two shots of tequila please.” waving at the bar tender before sitting. “Long time no see....” 

( @bull-shift )

[stvrsiign-blog]

Connor prided himself on having an eye for pretty people, be they male or female. What he did not pride himself on, however, was his excessive need to flirt with every pretty person he saw. Even if he was good at it. "I absolutely love your outfit. Did you buy it all together or did you piece it from things you already have?" @bellatorvm

[stvrsiign-blog]

One of the greatest things about being gifted by a member of the Greek pantheon was that Connor could tell when other gods were in the vicinity. It was a kind of warning, a sense that went off in his head. He would always thank Aphrodite for that. So when he saw the man enter his shop, he instantly knew: Norse pantheon. He didn't know which of the gods this was, but he knew it was Norse. "Can I...uh...can I help you, sir?" @kingxfmischief

[stvrsiign-blog]

Name: Connor Farley Birthday: April 25, 1987 Age: 30 Sign: Taurus Chinese Zodiac: Rabbit Positive Traits: Passionate, Responsible, Patient, Powerful, Reliable Negative Traits: Stubborn, Possessive, Uncompromising, Overprotective, Materialistic Biography: In the days of myths and legends, there was a bull that Poseidon sent to the king of Crete, Minos. The bull was to be sacrificed but Minos instead substituted bulls. Enraged by the act, Poseidon had Aphrodite cause Minos' wife Persiphae fall in love with the bull. From their union, Persiphae gave birth to a half bull/half man creature known as The Minotaur. After the Creten Bull was slain by Theseus as a sacrifice to Athena, it was Aphrodite who took pity on the creature and immortalized it in the stars as the constellation Taurus. As passion was shown to the bull, passion became the defining trait to anyone born under the sign of Taurus, causing Aphrodite to choose those who are most passionate to represent her during the meeting of the Twelve Signs. Born in New York City, Connor Farley was never shy to hide the things in life that he was passionate about. As early as grade school, he found that while other boys preferred playing football and baseball, he enjoyed flowers and cooking. Rumors started in high school that Connor was gay but the teenager never once let it bother him. After all, the rumors came from those who spent time surrounded by a locker room of men while Connor had the attention of many women. After high school, Connor spent a skip year travelling, which is where he attracted the attention of Aphrodite. Aphrodite saw that every aspect of Connor's life was filled with the same passion, be it the way he treated others or be it how he felt about his floral arrangements. Aphrodite extended her invitation, offering Connor the business that he always dreamed of. Connor took it, settling down in Manhattan to open his own flower shop while acting as the current representative of Aphrodite.

[doeheartedgirl-blog]

All caught up with my coursework, I'm finally free!

[doeheartedgirl-blog]

I am drowning in coursework. Who let me think becoming a Healer was a good idea?