#littlenosferatu

[altlcgion]

@littlenosferatu​ asked;  ❝ There’s a chance you might be in the wrong business. ❞     tws starters  //  accepting.

  there’s  a  little  pause  before  the  sparrow  responds.  i  think  you  might  be  right.  her  head  lifts,  and  she  smiles  at  him.  “what makes you think that?”  distinctively  russian,  and  she  doesn’t  try  to  hide  it.  she’s  very  good  at  what  she  does,  yet  she  hates  it.  this  is  never  what  she  wanted  to  be.  she  wanted  to  be  a  star,  a  ballerina  dancing  in  front  of  royals,  yet  here  she  is...

[loathedlineage-a]

@littlenosferatu​ ♡ starter call

                                “I don’t know what’s the big deal? So I had                                 internal bleeding. –That’s where the blood                                 is suppose to be! Inside the body.”

[progenyofprongs]

“ i’ll keep you safe. ”

The four little words were ones that Amelia had heard many times before. Not just from Harry, but from many others as well who were no longer with them. Too many lives had been lost during the times of war, too many people Amelia had opened her heart to only to have them forcibly taken away from her. Harry was all the family she had left: they had to keep each other safe.

Amelia gave a half smile, her dark eyebrows furrowing together in a skeptical - almost as if humoring - expression. "I appreciate the brotherly sentiment, but you do know I can still look after myself, right?" She asked, a soft laugh falling from her lips, "I mean, its not like you turning into a vampire took away my magic."

@littlenosferatu

[fiirstnephalem]

littlenosferatu asked: I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.

" You really look fine... Fine if you were put beside a corpse right now, Harry... " HER CONCERN WAS clear, even though the sarcasm that she presented him with in an attempt to keep a light-hearted air to the gravity of the situation. Either way, Sima was not going to risk having him on the floor when he looked like he could do with being one of them, himself.

She doubted that Eliza would agree to it either. Instead, she gave a shake of her head and followed with a sigh as she reached out a hand in an offering to him. " There is no way that you are working on this ER floor until you have got some sleep... Come on, let's get you to your office and mark you as engaged on the computer system so that you can get at least a few hours of sleep in... Eliza, Tem and I can handle the ER for now. " Of course, she knew that her words were optimistic when it came to the busyness of the ER. There was never any telling as to what they would get come in at any given moment. She'd be damned if she was letting Harry loose out there though, in his current state.

@littlenosferatu LACK OF SLEEP STARTERS / ACCEPTING

[progenyofprongs]

@littlenosferatu​​ asked :     ‘ we’re gonna get through this. i promise. ’

                                 "You're lying ... I can tell." The words were quick to fly out of Amelia's mouth: without skipping a beat. It wasn't even in the tone of Harry's words that Amelia caught his lie but the look in his eyes also. She frowned at him, arms folding across her chest as if she had suddenly become the older sister to their twin duo. With any luck, however, now that Harry had become a vampire ... she would become the older out of them in just a year. "You sucked lying as a human, and you're even suckier now as a vampire." When Amelia realized what she’d said, she raised a finger to her brother to pause him from speaking before quickly adding in typical sarcasm, "Pun intended."

[progenyofprongs]

@littlenosferatu​​​ asked :     ‘ i hope you're finding some peace. ’

               "How-- ... how can you even ask me that?" Amelia laughed in disbelief, expression a strange contorted mix as she tried to work out exactly what it was she was feeling. It was all too much. Amelia hated being oh so overwhelmed with emotions like this ... to not know whether to cry or be happy or get mad. "I thought that you were dead, Harry ... I mourned for you ..." 

Her bright green eyes - now no longer matching her twins since his transformation into a vampire - stung with thick tears that threatened to fall. Again, she couldn't work out in what emotion she wanted to cry in. What was she suppose to feel after thinking she had lost another brother all over again? "How the bloody hell can you expect me to find peace after putting me through all this?!"

[rosefromdeath-a]

@littlenosferatu​​​​​​​​​​​​ asked :     ‘Bloody hell.’ So much for being quiet. Apparating without landing on his arse was an achievement and yet, he had misjudged how squeaky the floorboards could be. Exhaling sharply, his eyes darted around the Cullen’s hallway, wand shoved up his sleeve, sparking just slightly. Her scent causing him to squint. The rest of the Cullens were out at school, he’d seen them leaving, but apparently, for whatever reason, Gabriella had stayed home. ‘It’s ah - me - Harry - I mean, I’m still alive.’ It wasn’t like he’d appreciate being whacked with a broom or something; swallow passing his throat. He guessed he had a lot to explain…

There wasn't suppose to be anyone home. At least, that was what Gabriella believed until she heard the unmistakable sound of floorboards squeaking ... as if someone had taken a step. Gabriella didn't think twice as she made her way over to where she heard the sound. After all, it seemed only logical that it was just one of her siblings who had returned back home quickly. But why?

Her thoughts were immediately eradicated with a loud gasp as soon as she saw him. It wasn't any of her siblings who'd thought to be at school ... rather ... it was the very last person who Gabriella expected to see. Her heart raced with happiness upon seeing it was Harry, unable to contain herself from running over and colliding into him with a hug.

             "Oh, my go-- Harry!" Gabriella exclaimed in a rush, grunting slightly from knocking herself into him. She hugged him tightly, squeezing with all her might as though it had been far too long for her liking since she last saw him. "Where have you-- ... w-what happened!?" She demanded, pulling back from the hug to get a proper look at him. Was he hurt? She couldn't tell. "Why didn't you call us? We've all been worried sick!"

[fiirstnephalem]

littlenosferatu asked: “ did someone hurt you?”

      GETTING HURT WAS OFTEN SOMETHING THAT CAME WITH THE JOB AND SIMA HAD witnessed her fair share of her colleagues being injured by unruly patients. But this one had come out of nowhere, and whilst she was treating another patient too. They’d somehow managed to get a scalpel from somewhere and with it, had again, somehow, managed to stab her with it in the back ~ talk about the irony. The injury had caused her to drop the cannula she’d been holding and about to put into her patient’s arm before she curled like she’d been deactivated in some way and dropped to the floor. 

    She hadn’t known what happened after that; it wasn’t until she’d heard Harry’s voice that a frown knitted her brow together and caused her to lift a hand to her head, rubbing at her skin for a moment before trying to sit up, only to hiss and grimace in pain.    “   I... I think someone stabbed me...  ”

                                                  @littlenosferatu​  ​                 BLOOD & BRUISES  /                                                                                                                                                       ACCEPTING.