#kryptoreth

[hiighhcpes]

@kryptoreth

    "we are taking the day off!" declared beth the moment that morbidus stepped out of the bedroom. she had used the key that he had provided her. of course that was because he was still working from home and she was helping him. no one exactly knew the true nature of their relationship. she was grinning up at him from her spot on the floor. she had spread out some blankets and put some pillows around as well. she knew that he was likely surprised since he always spent most of his time working. she motioned for him to sit beside her and gave him her best pleading look," we both have been working like crazy and i think it's time we relax a little." she went to tuck her legs beneath her in an effort to get more comfortable," so i thought we could maybe watch some movies and i would get some food later," she explained," i feel like you need a distraction, you are working yourself too hard." plus she needed a break herself. she had to balance time working with him and at oscorp. she had actually had more than a few run ins with norman. he was always asking her what dr. morbdius was doing. she always stammered out something about how he should ask michael. maybe that was why she decided to take matters into her own hands," and i miss just spending time with you."

[sistersweird]

@kryptoreth​  liked here for a starter

“So I heard this town had some sort of mysterious protector these days, I’m guessing that’d be you?” Anabelle asked, as the bookshop’s owner returned to the back of his store, finally.

The ghost-witch was seated comfortably on his desk, smoking a cigarette that wasn’t much more than an extension of her will. The ghost tended to travel, usually hovering in larger cities, but she liked to stay appraised. 

And powerful warlocks quietly helping people, masquerading as bookstore owners, well there was something interesting about that. There were always too many magical problems in the world, not enough willing to help. A lot of them in places far more densely populated than Greendale.

[r-omanov]

For @kryptoreth

“You know, Morbius, just because your have a cooler name than I do, doesn’t mean that you’re smarter,” River grumbled, tossing her backpack down onto the floor as the two entered her room. She reached for an elastic from her nightstand, pulling up her carefully curled blonde hair and proceeded to swap her contacts out for a pair of large black rimmed glasses. The transformation was gradual and you could see how she pulled away at her sweet-summer-child public persona and became who she really was - young but jaded with a darkness in her stubborn gaze, whose intelligence and skill didn’t come so much from passion but as a means of survival.

"And to prove that I am, I’m going to help you hack into that research centre database that you’ve been trying to infiltrate. In fact...” she turned her head, a look of utter cunning now in her eyes, “I’ll do it for you before you even manage to finish that coffee.”

The moment that followed was a bit strange, as though River has proceeded to disappear inside of her wardrobe but a proper peek behind the denim and pleated skirts showed a hidden room. Small and with no natural light, but equipment with a vast computer system that stretched her entire desk. Six screens, multiple computer fans to keep the system running smoothly - it was a bit much for an average twenty year old girl.

“So, give me their name,” she started, sitting herself onto the spinning chair in a cross legged manner, “And pull up a chair - but don’t sit next to me! - I hate people over my shoulder while I work.”

[midnightblosm]

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Georgia Rose Hall.  Sometimes she wished she could change her last name.  Hall was synonymous with Hollywood, and in her field of study, she didn’t have many friends because of it.  It was a common misconception that every role Georgia had gotten so far, was because of her family’s ties.  Her father, a director, her mother, a costume designer, and her brother Evan, an actor.  It was a family of connections she refused to use.  Instead, Georgia decided to go to college and study acting, film, and dance -- and audition for roles along the way.  Her circle of friends was fairly small in comparison to other college students, but she liked it that way.  She’d been away shooting a small role on a TV show, had taken the previous semester off for it, but now she was back.  A few new people joined her friend circle, from what she was told, and she was sitting at a coffee shop after a long day of classes awaiting everyone’s arrival.  First hang out in months, and she was pretty excited. One of the other girls nudged her side just as she picked up her gigantic mug filled with her favorite mocha -- her eyes immediately looking up as a group of guys walked up to them.  Most of them, she already knew... but one was a new face.  Oh.  “Hi....”

[nottobecrossed]

@kryptoreth

“You don’t need another companion.”

“Ok, ‘need’ is a strong word.” Sydney agreed when her maker, Eden, scolded her lightly in the car. “A more accurate term is want. But I want one!”

“You already have 3.” She reminded her, as if the blonde had forgotten, but Sydney just rolled her eyes.

“And I’m bored with all of them.” Obviously. Otherwise she wouldn’t want another one.

They weren’t even coming here for Sydney. They were coming for Marcus’s new little progeny, Charlee, to get her first companion. And she looked positively vexed by the whole situation. A basket of nerves normally, the girl looked like she might bolt for home on foot once the car stopped.

The blonde heard her maker sigh and could almost hear her roll her eyes as well, “fine…” She ‘agreed’. Knowing that if Sydney wanted something it was easier just to give it to her than fight her over it. She smiled as the car halted at it’s destination

Their driver came ‘round to let them out before the four head up the stairs to the doors of the gilded building and are immediately greeted by the pudgy mistress of the house, eager to serve her affluent clients of the Cross Clan.

“Ah! Madams and Monsieur Cross, what a pleasure!” The lady of the house, greeted with a deep curtsy Sydney was scared she’d throw her fat back out.

“Madam, it is always a pleasure.” Eden returned with the hint of a smile, tipping her head just the faintest to human. Which was a great gesture from someone of her station. The first progeny of a Great, coupled with her age, Eden was someone revered and admired. To be acknowledge, in anyway, by someone like her in this new world they had made was a great honor. “We’ve come to see you because my brother’s progeny is in need of a new companion.”

“I also might be looking for a newer model!” Sydney chirped beside her maker, having too much fun with this. “I’ll trade you two for a new one. Or at the very least a discount on the new one.”

“Sydney….” Eden cautioned in almost a low growl at her behavior. Though old and powerful she did still have a soft spot for human lives, it seemed; also a monogamist with her companion (bleh!). Having them bartered like actual livestock or refrigerator in her presence always irritated Eden to no end.

“Yes, Yes! We have something for everyone!” The madam assured as she took them off to a waiting room to get the potential buyers specifications in mate and find something suitable.

A few moments later, after being told what they were looking for, the owner returned and urged Sydney and Charlee to follow. “Wish us luck!” Sydney teased at their makers as she pushed Charlee along to go with the madam.

The young girl was taken off to one room, to look for her companion, and Sydney to another to look over her selections. Which, as it turns out, was few. Maybe she had been a little too picky in her specifications, but she knew what she wanted.

Besides which, being selected to be a companion, let alone her companion, was a great honor. She wasn’t going to just take anyone to be hers.

“Please, take your time,” the fat human told her as Sydney looked down the line of boys and girls presented with a discerning eye. The process reminded her of when she had been human many, many years ago and watching her father pick a horse.

She went up and down the line a few times, getting a closer look at a few, before her heels stop in front of a boy. “What’s your name?”

[wanderingxmuses]

Growing up as an only child was rough for Natalia, especially when her father was in need for an heir. But saw potential in his daughter after her mother ran away. He saw her as a fitful heir to take over the thrown once he passed and the other kingdoms weren’t okay with that. No one believed a woman should be in charge of the most powerful kingdom, which led to the incoming threats on the princess’s life. Her father being the paranoid tyrant he was, assigned her a bodyguard that was to trail her 24/7. Nothing annoyed the woman more than being treated as a child. When the man had walked into the room, Natalia curtsied before him. “While I thank you for you service, I assure you my father is over reacting about these threats. There’s no need for you to watch over me, so you can just return to your previous post.” It wasn’t that she was ungrateful, but she didn’t find it necessary. The princess had proven that she was more than capable of taking care of herself when her father sent her to...take care of his enemies. 

@kryptoreth

[sweetlipsandroses]

kryptoreth @kryptoreth

Stepping out of his quarters as he had been charting a course to channel the rough yet high seas ahead as he was favoured by his crew which he had managed to pick up & rescue along the way, those that were deserters or even outcasts  & weren’t accepted anywhere due to their criminal yet rough & troubling lifestyle. Boots would thud & creak against the scrubbed deck as he placed his hands upon his hips, the young captain would stray his blue eyes down the uninvited guests on his ship as he would flip his blonde locks away from the side of his face.” There is no need for an arrest for we may look to be a ship who serves the Queen & the royal navy however we only pose that way so that we can make port to any island her majesty owns.” Lucifer curtsied as he bowed his head & body to mock her as the rest of the crew laughed & chuckled. Lucifer placed his hand upon the handle of his sword sheathed by his waist as his blue mischievous eyes would remain intrigued yet observant on the young miss who had strayed into what seemed to be the lion’s den.

Circulating around her much like a shark that had found it’s prey as he smirked.” Such a lovely dress with an incredibly gorgeous person in it.” He chuckled as he praised the lady for her gorgeous looks while her own people were below deck taking out the goods of food & fabric onto the docks as they were being watched & the ship remained guarded by his own crew. Once the last of the items had been loaded off since Lucifer was feeling politely generous today Lucifer would then order.” Bring up the anchor & set sail to the farming lands., please treat the women with care & try not to be too rough with them.” The crew would cheer as Lucifer took a few steps closer to then without hesitation loop his arm around her own as he would escort the young lady to his private quarters. Allowing her to enter in first before he would then shut the door & lock it.” Are you hungry? I can’t imagine what you people do for food when it runs dry?” He teased as he laughed a little.” Excuse me if I seem out of place but this was my father’s ship, he upgraded to a new one & gave me this allowing me to be in charge of my own crew & ship so all this relatively new to me.” He admitted freely as he walked around her while his eyes diverted down to her rear briefly before turning away as he approached his desk.” I’ve always wanted to claim someone man or woman it doesn’t bother me but I am glad to have found you. We’re going to have so much fun together.” He sounded enthusiastic & excited in his mannerisms & tone.” Now please remove that gorgeous dress of your’s slowly so I can get a good look at you.” Instructing her as he would rest his lower back on the edge of the desk, rolling his own shoulders back as he would tip his head off to the side.

Astra stood there, her hands still raised when she started hearing the deliberate steps over the wood.  She glanced up, to see a blonde man standing there, looking down at with his hands on his hips. Yet she didn’t look away, and in return tilted her head to the side, with a “really?” look in them. This man was not that much older than her, so how was he already (at least she was guessing) was in charge of a whole ship? “No one owns the island I come from. We own ourselves.” She replied definitely. Yes they had a relationship with the farm landers, but that never meant they own the people here...at least till now.  She lowered her hands as he mockingly bowed, but at the laughter head only raised higher.  Astra didn’t move her head as he circled around her like a vulture, waiting for a prey to pass so it may devour it. “More than I can say for you.” She replied smoothly, pretending that she did not find him all that attract. Which got a few laughs from the other women and men who had also came in, but not so confident as she did. Hearing that they were going to take off so quickly, she looked to the others to see they looked alarmed. All of them were terrified, after all they were leaving their homes. Yet Astra wasn’t, she was ready for something that was new. The women hearing the cheers let out small sounds of fright, but some were excited and didn’t seem to protest too much as the men came down upon them and took them to have their “fun”.  The dark haired beauty followed him into his office, allowing him to touch her. “We try our best to never run out of the food, if we do, water is still filling.” She supplied, not all that amused by his comment. Once again he walked around her, and she knew why. He was desiring her for sure now. Astra turned her head to look at him, before doing as he commanded. Reaching up, she easily pulled the loose dress of her body, and it slid down before becoming a crumbled circle at her feet. Her skin was smooth, and had a few curves. Astra took a step out of the dress, and walked till she stood on the other side of the desk. She placed her hands on it, leaning over it. “LIke what you see?” 

[degeneratemaidens]

@kryptoreth

third's time the charm, right? the first time she saw him, bianca was already smitten by the attractive man. but, she reckoned that they probably wouldn't cross paths again, so there was no point on doing anything about it. the second time, he was with someone who must be his girlfriend since she didn't exactly see a ring on his finger. nonetheless, she remained professional because what are the chances that he'd even look her way? however, tonight must be her lucky night because there he was again. granted that the same woman was with him, the two seemed to be in a disagreement that was disturbing some of the passengers. when the female rose from her seat to go to the loo, that's when the blonde took her chance. pushing the cart filled with goods and orders, she stopped next to his seat as she brought over a turkey sandwich that he didn't exactly order with a note taped on the back of the packaging. "here's your sandwich, sir--" bianca handed it to him, not exactly waiting for him to response before moving along.