#chasepara

[notintheipswichboyband]

Moronic and Ugly /// Lestat & Chase

monsieurlestatdelioncourt

Chase held his arm out, running his fingers along items as he walked toward the vampire across the room from him. How did he get in? Magic, no, really, that's how he got here. Picking up one of the objects he turned it in his hand, looking at his reflection, seeing the faint burn marks on his neck and the side of his face. Then he looked toward Lestat “Fun fact! Lestat, you are the most ugly and moronic vampire I have ever met.” Chase thought those words over “But you are one of the only ones I have ever met. So that’s not saying much, but you aren’t much, now are you?” Shrugging then he tossed the thing he was holding behind him and started walking toward the other again, nonchalantly. A childish smile faintly working its way over his lips.

[notintheipswichboyband]

are you trying to make me jealous?

PROMPTS FOR A LITTLE JEALOUSY

“And why wouldn't you be jealous? Look at me. I'm firstly, fucking hot. Secondly, extremely powerful. Thirdly, entertaining as fuck.” He pointed at Caleb “Look at him.” Flicking a hand he sent the other flying several feet away “Gone. No more competition. So. -Wait wait, you're supposed to be jealous of me, that's right?" He pauses, narrowing his eyes “You're you in love with Caleb!? Gross! Are you okay?” Waving his hand up and down he lifted Caleb into the air, and sent the other right back down into it. “Did you know he can't even ascend by himself? Pathetic. He needs my help to do that, lame, right?”

[notintheipswichboyband]

(gust)

life-threatening situations...

send (gust) for our muses to be huddling in a tornado shelter during a storm together

It was his fault, he couldn't stop it though. Chase stared up at the sky, raging with thunder, rain spraying in a spiral around him, he narrowed his eyes as the lighting cut through the near pitch black sky above. He let his emotions get the best of him, again. That's where most of these storms around here, started. Ever since he first came into the power, these dark clouds had haunted him. Every step of the way, with each time he was cast out. Mistreated, it would start out small, but the storm grew with him.

Chase closed his eyes wondering when it would consume him, if it could. He had felt it before, that brief presence of death as he burned from Caleb's shoving him into a ring of fire. Exhaling, the burns that now littered his skin from that fight, showing as the glamour pulled away with the wind as it began to form into what was to become a deadly tornado. All because of him. He had stopped asking for forgiveness along time ago, for these things. It just was, what it was. The Power demanded it of him, and the sacrifices that came with it. He had needed more of it, that was all. Perhaps, he had supposed, if he had more, he could finally be full.

He turned away then, moving toward the shelter, narrowing his eyes on the other before laughing “What are you huddled up for? You think it's going to come after you? With me standing here.” Leaning in toward the other, he looked so smug “Cute.” Lifting a hand up, expressively, dramatically, he pressed his index finger to the others forehead “But you don't have to worry about it, not while I'm around. I'm blessed.”

[notintheipswichboyband]

❝ i’ll break your heart. ❞

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺.

He grimaced. Not sure what heart there was left to break with him. he had grown up, once happy, now aware of all that was wrong with it. There was always something wrong, with it. Why he was different from other children, why his parents never felt...like his. It didn't occur to him till his first ascent with The Power, that he wasn't like them. When that happened, of course, it broke him in a way. How could it not have? It made him aware that he wasn't like the others around him. He was aware of what he was losing by not knowing who he was. Why him?

When the answer came, however, it wasn't with curiosity. It was with anger. The unfairness of his separation is apparent. Someone, somewhere, did this too him intentionally. It broke his heart. No. Shattered it, and something darker ate those pieces over a short period of time. Very short. Rolling his jaw a bit, Chase glanced to one side “What heart, though? I lost mine a while ago.” He then answered, not sure what else to say “It's already been broken.”

[thornstocutyouwith]

“here, let’s get you warmed up.” ( chase )

Chase stiffened a little bit, not realizing the other had been there. He grinned before turning his head, wet from the cold night and rainy weather. He had nowhere else to go, and was too obsessed to be anywhere else but here, planning revenge. Chase clicked his tongue a little, saying, “What, my anger isn't keeping me warm enough?” Raising his hands, he looked over himself, just glad he wasn't wearing the burnt clothes he was found in some time ago. That stuff did reek. But now, he was seen as a dead man by the entire world, which made access to his accounts pretty difficult. On top of being a missing person considered dead, and a rumored murderer, his life was slowly starting to get back to normal. His powers had even started coming back now that he wasn't weakened by the nearly burning to death on a rainy night similar to this one. Chase grins “I'm living my best life. See.” He looked like a wet rat that just crawled out of a sewer.

[notintheipswichboyband]

Reply here from @ipswitched

Chase gave a side eye toward the other, annoyed. He offered a friendly smile quickly however "Power. But, besides that. I have no where else to go. I'm still technically dead." Crossing his burn scarred arms over one another he leans in "Not that I should be anywhere else, but here. Right?"

[notintheipswichboyband]

Original post here. @loyaltybroken

Chase gave the other a long, almost confused look. Then shook his head and turned his head away "I'm-…Caleb. I'm the secret…I'm the ghost." He mumbled bringing a hand to his head, pinching the bridge of his nose "The Covenant clearly hid my family and kept us a secret. Hello? McFly? Anyone home." Reaching over he knocked on the side of Caleb's head.

[notintheipswichboyband]

Original post here. @lady-llewellyn

At her snickering, the witch frowned. But he wasn't going to say anything about it till she had said more. He was of course not as well learned as some of the other Son's, in all of this. He had to learn this all by himself, so far. Some things, he had come to realize, were much more readily available to them than others, with the power. He had a connection to storms, spider creation, invisibility, little things like that. But sensing another's aura was a lot trickier to him. Probably not to Pogue, though.

His jaw tightened as he observed the woman, waiting for her to say more, still. Bringing his arms up, he crossed them over his chest as she had started speaking once again. Shrugging then at the question he smiled "I wouldn't know. I only learned about all of this when I turned eighteen. Then I stopped existing for a little while." He hadn't really aged in that time, so one could claim he was dead, and maybe had been, the difference now was the burns and the broken body, still, however.

"Well we aren't very good at keeping our history, I guess." He squint, then exhaled "And why would you want to help me? Do you know what's going on with me and the other's I have to unfortunately be constantly at odds with." It was because the others didn't understand what The Covenant had done. They were the bad guys, he was just the dragon. Created by their negligence, there creed to keep his bloodline a secret, and forced to suffer for a century or more because of it. As far as Chase was concerned, the other son's thought that it was right even though Chase had nothing to do with whatever John Putnam had been doing a century prior "I'm not going to convince anyone why what happened to my family, was wrong. More than wrong. It was evil. And my goal to make those who did that, pay, is right."

Anyone for The Covenant, was for his suffering growing up. They were the enemy, always. They were for the effects. They were for his being damaged. They were for his being addicted. They were the villain of this story. He was just the result.