#candelaromana

[gambolnoirchat]

It smells like cheap cigars and regret.

Roman must be around.

[gambolnoirchat]

||Shadow-Kissed

“Guardian Belladonna. You will be assigned to the Moroi Roman Torchwick. Today, you will formally meet your charge.”

“Of course, Guardian Ironwood.”

Impatience. It was the only word that could describe the dark-haired dhampir as she paced about the room with a deep frown on her pale features. It was ten minutes past the assigned time, where was that stupid charge of hers? Lips pressed together in a thin line, attempting to halt any paranoia that harm may have already befallen them, she hears the door creak open with a scowl on her face

“You’re late.”

[gambolnoirchat]

“You are the worst type of person.”

And she hopes you are well-aware of this, punk.

[pmknqueen]

candelaromana

mercxrius

pxckpxcket

❝ Hey, hey, hey! I haven't seen your face around here before. Y' new to Beacon or something? I heard a whole load of transfers just came in, so I'm guessing your with them? ❞

[gambolnoirchat]

Wow, Roman.

You really gonna complain about that when you've got alimony to pay?

[vanillet]

[7:06:51 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: fffffffff

he didn't ask for a puppy, gdi

[7:07:58 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: too bad he's getting one

[7:08:10 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: worst christmas ever

[7:08:43 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: omg

[7:10:42 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: someone should draw that

[7:10:53 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: dfgsdfdg

[7:10:59 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: cinder giving maeve in a box to roman for christmas

[7:11:21 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: he just looks

just why

why would you do this

[7:12:12 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: someone needs to watch her

[7:12:32 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: never asked for a puppy, you watch her

[7:15:23 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: bitch i don't got time to

you answer to me

therefore

you take her

[7:15:52 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: this is bullshit, i'm staying in my room, you don't control me

[7:15:56 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: YOU'RE NOT MY MOTHER

[7:17:04 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: EXCUSE YOU LITTLE BOY

GET BACK HERE OR I'LL SCORCH YOUR ASS

[7:17:37 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: OMG I HATE MY LIFE

[7:19:46 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: CRY ME A RIVER

NOW GO GET MOMMY SOME MORE DUST

AND TAKE YOUR PUPPY WITH YOU

[7:22:15 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: GDI

C'MON PUPPY

GOTTA GET THE BITCH IN THE RED DRESS SOME DUST

[vanillet]

[8:13:20 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: ALL YOUR WORK IS OVER TIME THERE IS NO IN TIME, WHY DO YOU GOTTA TRY AND GET HIM TO TAKE YOU OUT

[8:13:42 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: BECAUSE SHE'S A DOG SO SHE'S ALWAYS HUNGRY

[8:13:51 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: BESIDESIT'SNOTLIKESHEMEANSIT

[8:14:41 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: HE'LL BUY YOU A DOG BOWL THEN, IF THAT'S THE REASON

[8:14:43 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: PFFFF

[8:14:58 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: o M FG NYX

[8:15:09 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: I WAS KIDDING I DIDN'T

[8:15:16 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: SHIT I CAN'T STOP

[8:15:17 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: LAUGHING

[8:15:50 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: THERE IS NOW A DOG BOWL WITH "PUPPY" OR SOMETHING WRITTEN ON IT

[8:15:54 PM] ✂Rufus Nyxsmith: JUST FOR YOU, MAEVE

[8:16:04 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: I'M

[8:16:05 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: I

[8:16:06 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: HFUGJKAGH

[8:16:12 PM] ●sweetest scent● {Kona-tan}: OH GOD I CAN'T BREATHE

[maevenn-blog]

let's make a deal 【candelaromana】

【♥】—- How preposterous. How utterly ridiculous. How demeaning. Is this what she had to resort to?

Night had already fallen, and a despicable deed already done. Cool colored hues rested against the busted shop from a distance, before closing in disgrace. It pained her to realize that she was honestly going this low. Surely, there were other ways of obtaining what she needed, and that there was, but it required something that she didn't have. Therefore, she felt as though she hadn't a choice.

A hefty sigh elapsed her lips as she continued to trudge through Vale, in search of a certain niche. She could only follow the invisible trail left by the aircraft that zoomed past the area for only so long. It left her in a tizzy trying to configure the directions, but nonetheless, she eventually happened upon the very location she was searching for.

Eyes fluttered to the crumbled moon, questioning the time. It had to have been late night, or perhaps early morning. Furry ears twitched in response, followed by a small wag of a tail in anticipation. She'd found it. There was no turning back at this point. Turning toward the entrance, icy blue eyes shut along with a drawn out breath. It was now, or never. The lack of defense was scaring her, for lack of better description. This was the only form of defense she had against the enemies. While she knew hand-to-hand self defense, she knew it wasn't enough to fend off what she needed to.

Finally, a hesitant step was taken into the warehouse. Low heels clicked against the concrete, signaling her clear arrival. Her sight hardened as she took another step, and another, and another -- deeper into the dark, abandoned abyss. --Well, it wasn't entirely abandoned.

"... Roman Torchwick?" A single voice echoed among stifled noises, which she assumed to be dust crystals being unloaded. Silently, she drew another breath. Once she knew his attention was in her hands, she hardened her stare, pointed directly toward him.

"I... have a proposition that may interest you."