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*she sighs* Yeah, I'm good. I just... it's odd to have attachments like that. I can't believe I didn't erase his memories. *she nibbles on her lip* Don't want anyone to come after me. That's why I have to be careful. *she wraps her arm around your waist* I wish I wasn't memorable. Or I wish I could blend into the background better, at the very least. - Abbot
*she turns so she can face her properly, her eyes soft* Well, I think we won’t have to worry about him. He seemed very nice, just a bit shocked. If any questions arise, he’s an older man so we can just attribute it to his age and mistaking you for someone else *she reaches up to cup her cheek* No one is going to come after you. I won’t let them. I’ll keep you safe, I promise. *she kisses her jaw lightly* You’re tall, beautiful, and radiant. It’s tough to blend in like that, but you’re doing amazing. People may look your way and stare, but I never see any questioning in their eyes - other than “how can I date her?”, of course
On your knees, Doll, I'm going to take your mouthm you think you're ready for that? *Erik moaned* -Mr. Erik Robot
Yes, Sir *she says it with a smile as she drops to her knees and folds her hands behind her back, looking up at him*
*Celestina snarls* Fucking die. *Abbot moves fast, faster than you’ve ever seen, and you don’t notice she’s pulled out Celestina’s heart until she stands, panting above her dead body, with the still beating heart in hand. Abbot’s tears are still flowing down her face, and she whimpers when she sees what she’s done* - Abbo5
*she covers her mouth with her hand, eyes wide at what just happened. Her voice is barely a whisper when she speaks* A-Abbot...what...how did you...*she feels a bit faint as she stumbles back, eyes locked on Celestina’s dead body*
*Celestina’s lip curls* “And I did so hope that this would be easier. Abbot,” *she smiles sickeningly sweetly as she pulls a gun out and points it at her* “I hate you. I hate that you’ve been going around, fucking around. That you turned me, turned me into something I hate. Any vampire offspring I send after you, you defeat. It’s so fucking annoying. The only thing that’s keeping me going is how deeply I despise you, at this point.” Wh-what? - Abbot
*she gasps and her hands immediately begin shaking as she steps out from behind her. She holds her hands out defensively* No! Don’t hurt her! Why...you loved her! It’s not her fault you turned, please...don’t hurt her
*Abbot exhales thankfully when she sees you safe and sound at the bar: then, she starts looking around for that blonde. Carefully and slowly, she integrates herself into the room to have a better view. Someone taps her shoulder, and she turns around slowly* "After all these years... it is you." *a beautiful woman, shorter than Abbot, with blonde hair done up in a bun and a thin, pale, frame touches her face. Abbot's words get tangled in her throat, and a sob escapes* Celestina. - Abbot
*she looks around, trying to make sure no one is advancing on her. When she spots Abbot across the room, she smiles to herself, until she sees who she’s with. Immediately, her face drops and she feels her heart shatter. It’s her...Celestina...*
(I KNEW ITTTTTTTT!! I!! KNEW!! IT!!)
Mhmm... why yes we are. *Abbot carries you to the elevator, pressing a button: it starts going down* You know... *she reaches up her other hand and cups your ass, massaging it for a second* I can smell your arousal. Just like I can smell your blood. - Abbot
*she holds in a moan but it slips out. Her face is bright red and she can see that from her reflection in the elevator wall* I...I’m sorry. That’s...I’m sorry. I hope that doesn’t make you uncomfortable....I’m sorry