#devon x ari

[immortaldawn]

holiday market / @arabellaims

Devon held the cup of coffee she had gotten from one of the food and drink booths, being casual as she sipped at it, pretending like it wasn’t something that was normally bland to them. “You know,” she began speaking again to her sister, glancing upward when she spotted the light show projection happening, since it was now the top of the next hour. “I can appreciate that they change the light show up on the building each time. The repetitiveness can get a little boring at times.” 

[immortaldawn]

@arabellaims

Devon would always remember the last night she was human. It was at a party similar to this one, though of course it had less of a modern atmosphere since it was centuries ago. Rogue vampires who sought to create chaos attacked, and if Ari hadn’t saved her that night, Devon wouldn’t be where she was now. She stepped toward the familiar face after having maneuvered past a few flocks of chattering people. “There you are,” she greeted Ari. “How has your evening been?” She then looked amused, glancing around. “We’ve been to so many of these galas that being at them feels like second nature at this point.”