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Cube stace!!! :3
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Pouring the dark liquid into her thermos, Allison breathed in the rich scent of chocolate and spice before screwing on the top and tucking it into her bag, shifting the box of waterproof matches out of the way so they wouldn’t be squished. She grabbed a few bags of nuts and packed them away as well - she didn’t have any blood-to-go for Kolya but she figured he would have sorted that issue out before coming over.
The familiar sound of the doorbell had her headed for the front door and she smiled as she saw Kolya standing on her front step. “Come in - I’ve just got to get my coat and then we’re good to go.” Tugging on her dark boots, Allison pulled on her gloves before she swung her coat over her shoulders. The unfamiliar bump of her new ring caught for a second on the inside and she carefully threaded her hand through the sleeve, careful not to pull too hard. At least she was safe now. “Alright - I’m good to go!”
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Found outside Koyla’s door, wrapped neatly in shiny silver foil, a delicate ribbon laced the parcel loosely closed. The wrapping paper was indicative of the finer touch that August brought towards, not only his work, but his day to day approach to seemingly menial tasks. Despite the appearance of the well-wrapped gift, it rests in a small puddle of now dried blood though the package in question has only been there for a small amount of time, a sign of the treatment done to the object within.
The Christmas gift, addressed to Koyla, has a small worn tag attached to it like something off of a baggage cart; in elegantly curved handwriting sits two simple words printed in fine, red ink:
for enemies.
*Note* This terrible gift has been dipped in Dead Man’s Blood and is intended for Koyla to use if he’s ever threatened by another vampire.
My Hamilton tier list but I'm hater and I did this in 2 minutes without thinking about it
Lmk if yall want me to do another one that i actually put thought into
How do we feel abt my setup
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She was standing next to Marshall, or rather herself? It was all so weird. Everything was higher and she had to keep adjusting her line of vision, remembering to look down instead of up. It was still weird to move around and everything smelled so strongly - it was overwhelming. No one seemed to know what was going on, some people didn’t seem to even be affected, and she was not aware enough to deal with this. Water, water would be good and then maybe she could start thinking again. Motioning to Marshall (to her?) where she was going, she sidled up to the bar and while waiting for her drink, was surprised to see a rather morose looking Cara next to her.
“What’s wrong Cara?” She asked, forgetting already that she wasn’t quite herself. Marshall’s low voice asked the question and Allison blinked in confusion before it clicked in again. “You are Cara right? Or...someone else? Do you know what’s happening?”
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Allison was on a mission. Her target – Kolya. She’d just finished tending to her greenhouse plants, weeding and watering all morning and as such, was absolutely covered in dirt and green. The afternoon weather was nice, the sun warming the cold ground enough that she didn’t feel the need to wear a coat. It wasn’t often that she walked around town cloaked – it was messy and meant she had to pay more attention or risk bumping into every person who wasn’t paying attention, but in this case she would make an exception. Plus it hid her beige overalls and flannel shirt – the same ones that Kolya had oh-so-nicely talked about in the paper.
Spying her target, Allison glanced down and made sure she was sufficiently dirty before carefully sneaking up on the unsuspecting vampire and wrapping her arms tightly around him, making sure to transfer as much dirt as possible between them.
How I feel walking out of therapy after avoiding talking about my feelings and just doing a puzzle and talking about geography the whole time