#event.krampus

[hearthstonc]

who? @romeoverga where? hakan's party, on one of the castle balconies notes: some catch up between apocalypse survivors <3

"Is it too loud for you too?" She asks as she keeps her gaze fixed on the darkness, trying to count the stars above in hopes of keeping the growing headache at bay. Civilization is still too much at long doses, after years of death and despair, and her senses are far too used to that silence and emptiness to manage through the sounds and the smell for to long without breaking a glass or seventeen. "Or is it the smell?" She wonders before sighing. "Or is that just me."

[hearthstonc]

who? @serkanxulusoy where? all fours when? during the holiday market period

"Are you planning on going out and seeing the booths?" The bar is emptier than usual, most of their costumers drawn by the Saturnalia market crowds. It's pleasant, the low murmur of people talking but the lack of their usual brawls. Tomorrow they will be back again, but for now? For now is quiet and she doesn't have to focus on not breaking her glass and growling at a random delta.

[hearthstonc]

who? @andersxragnulf where? the saturnalia market

"So, what do you think it's going to happen in Lupercalia?" It's a question everyone is asking, and echoing throughout. Everyone wants to know who is going to be the new Alpha of one of the biggest packs in Europe, after all. And soon, they will chance to witness history. Part of her cannot wait, but a bigger part is increasingly nervous about it all. They can't afford another Alek. Not now.

[dionaeia]

who? @lulucretias where? the top of the pyramid when? after saturnalia started

“I am probably the worst speaker of my siblings,” Dionaeia admits with a snort as she sits next to the dragon on top of the pyramid and offers her from the bottle of warm mulled wine she bought from the Holiday Market they can see on the distance, in between the buildings and the alleys. “And I have been told that when it’s not anger, I am unable to deal with my emotions, so I had to take some time to think what I was going to say before I sought you out.”

It’s a soft admission, delivered with a rueful smile as she keeps her gaze before them and takes a deep breath. “Still, I am glad you are here. I am glad you chose this path,” she says slowly, carefully to lay out the words she had thought over and over before she felt ready to talk with the niece she had failed so miserably without realizing it. “And I am sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me. I should have paid more attention to Octavin after Nettelia, but— I guess I wanted to hide from the truth and the memories, and you were left to deal with him alone.”

[warborniphigenia]

who? @adriannicodemus where? casa de nicodermus-price when? Dec 17th, later in the night near midnight notes: doing my starters for Iphigenia in chronological order so this takes place after jamie's starter

"You know, at this point it almost looks like you didn't want to meet. Is it because I scared off your boyfriend?" She muses as she takes one last sip of her tea and places it carefully on the coffee table before her. Iphigenia had been waiting for long enough to make herself some tea with the permission of the poor dearie she had scared off and then for that same tea to grow cold, so she assumes that either Adrian was avoiding her, or he had to put out a fire either at his parish or the Senate. Either way, she was going to find the entire conversation all too amusing by his response, she just knew it.

[warborniphigenia]

who? @wae-teeth where? casa de nicodermus-price when? Dec 17th, night notes: doing my starters for Iphigenia in chronological order so this takes place after serissa's starter

"Well, you are the right height, but far too pale to be the man I am looking for," Iphigenia comments with far too much amusement as she eyes the skinny man before her with faint amusement. There is a faint light of recognition on the back of her head, the sense that this man is on her progeny line, is far removed from it. Curious and curiouser, it looks like someone had forgotten to update her on the family group chat regarding relationship developments. All the more amusing to her, and the worst for Adrian she supposes. "Now come on, young man, aren't you going to let me in? Is that how you treat your housemate's sire? My, oh my."

[warborniphigenia]

who? @serxssa where? il cane nero, bar when? Dec 17th notes: doing my starters for Iphigenia in chronological order so this takes place after harlow's starter

Her meeting with Harlow had been informational, at the very least. Iphigenia had suspected that the end of the world had begun in Rome, but to hear the confirmation from Harlow’s lips is enough for her undead lungs to let out a long and tired exhale. To hear that Romulus pet Pluto vampire had finally lost his leash, on top of the whole other mess? Well, that was certainly annoying. Romulus had fucked that relationship beyond belief, and now the fucker had died and left her with the mess to clean up. She had half a thought to grab a necromancer to revive the fucker just so she could kill him again, alas, it is not to be done. Sighing, she makes her way to the bar, orders a drink and turns to the side to eye the dancer approaching her, a slow smile spreading through her lips. Interesting.

"I see that Harlow only hires the most beautiful, as always," she says, smile a touch playful even her eyes soften when she meets the nephilim's and sees a faint reflection of her experiences on them. "Here on your break, darling?"