#mothablazing

[wrxthfulguard]

@mothablazing asked: 'that’s quite a scratch you’ve got there.’

RP MEME :  RANDOM DIALOGUE 2.0

"I'll be okay, just need to clean and bandage the scratch." The scratch on Don's left leg had came from a random sinner trying to ambush him while he was outside the hotel on his break, one of their clawed hands had torn a part of his cargo pants to scratch through the skin of his leg, thus the minor injury.

"Managed to knock out my attacker before they could do any more damage... I don't why they attacked me, probably thought I was an easy target to pickpocket."

He looked over at Vaggie, not minding the pain of the scratched leg. "Do you know where the nearest first aid kit is? I'd rather treat my leg in a private room than here in public, don't want to worry Miss Charlie or any of our allies at the moment."

[pcrplevenom]

👫for Vaggie and Soldan! ( @bandofdemons / @mothablazing )

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Soldan sees Vaggie as an older sister, which is important. She lives off strong bonds, and finding her company rather soothing after a long, or stressful day.

She loves the training sessions Vaggie plans out, being naturally ready for combat is a bonus! Only uses sparring levels of fighting, nothing too heavy.

Soldan is always worried about Vaggie, even in a quiet moment. She can't stop this habit, a soft enough heart for anybody that's known her well.

She always gets happy seeing Vaggie! It's nice to catch up, chatting and making sure everything is going alright. Soldan brightens up fast, when in a good mood.

[originemesis]

@mothablazing xxx

Vaggie's eye widened when she saw the megaphone. Then rolled as she covered her ears to prepare for the onslaught of ear-violation Adam was about to pour out. At least he stopped in less than a minute. Some things never changed. She folded her arms, "For your information, Charlie's not angry at me. As for Lute, yeah, I kinda got that impression. She should try yoga. Great for stress."

Lifts the megaphone back up-

"...'FOR YOUR INFORMATION-'"

And it's back at his side again as he rolls his wrist coyly in her direction, ever the unpredictable nuisance. "We do PLENTY of yoga already. Plenty of-" And now he's grunting and power thrusting his hips against the megaphone held like a fig leaf over a certain divine instrument. "-fucking, UHNNF- yoga! UNF!!" From the sounds he's making, she's probably wishing he stuck to the plot of screaming 'vagina', but she doesn't have to suffer long because he's stopped almost as soon as he's started, gesturing idly with a twirl of talons.

"Clearly it doesn't help. Well, with the 'evicting you of your skin' deal, anyway."

[originemesis]

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"Desperate?....you need a screen for that self projection, Adam? You and Lute are obsessed with me. At least I've moved on. I know I'll never be an angel again."

"Like I need any help with 'projecting'." The finger quotes says as much, and those can't be proven contempt in a court of law. Annnnd- then the megaphone comes out.

"-VAGINAVAGINAVAGINA!!"

"See? Perfectly projectable." His grin doesn't waver. Probably because she's a joke- or at least the butt of it. "Psh- obsessed? Is that what you tell yourself while little miss Morningstar is flicking you off? Hilarious! But no, I'm impartial ~ really. Lute kinda wants to make a skin suit out of you, but that's her monkey and circus."

[poisonedspider]

Continued for @mothablazing

"It's just, yeh' know, ah' thought yeh'd be th' best person t' ask this sort of thing to." For Angel Dust of all people to be asking for help with a situation meant that it was something important to him. Normally, he'd be going off about how he could take care of things himself, that he didn't need the help offered, that he had been looking out for himself his whole life.

But romance was something that Angel was still uncertain about. He had never had a partner while alive, and the only thing he had even remotely close to one in death was Valentino. Which really didn't fucking count. He was scared of fucking it up, and rightfully so - the last man he had loved had gotten him to sign over his soul, and now treated him like property.

"It's just....you and Charlie. Yeh' both work so well togetha'. Even afta' th' drama of her findin' out yeh' were an angel before and all that shit, yeh' both worked it out. Yeh' so in love, and it's obvious as shit." A shrug, a push of two upper hands through the fluff of his 'hair.' "How do yeh' manage it? Or how did yeh' both get togetha'? Ah' just..." It was also unlike him to seem so shy. Uncertain.

"Ah' like this person. And ah' wanna tell 'em, but ah' don't know if they'd believe me or if it would come off fake." A slight flinch at the word. "Sex? Ah'm great at that. Feelings? Not so much."

[pinklocksoflove]

@mothablazing

The armored angel floats down gently gaze towards Vaggie it seems this one was seeking the other out specifically

"Easy now. I may be an exorcist but I am not your enemy. As hard as that may be to believe given the reputation my sisters have earned." Ollie takes off her helmet and pulls her chainmail coif down offering a kind smile to Vaggie.

"My name is Olivina but you can call me Ollie. Rest assured I am a protector rather than a conqueror."

[poisonedspider]

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"How many of these fuckin' things are we plannin' on carvin', Vag? Just because ah've got six arms, don't mean ah' wanna be th' one doin' this all night." It felt like they had already carved twenty or so, when in reality it had probably only been four or five, and he was just a diva. He had already thrown a fit about having to pull the guts out of the gourds, leaving that to Niffty, while several of them carved.

He knew that the goal was to make the hotel look absolutely spooktacular for Halloween. It would ideally end up drawing more sinners in, but Charlie had also wanted it to feel like home for the sinners. He couldn't speak for the others, but Halloween hadn't been celebrated at home. A strong Catholic Italian family, raising their kids through Catholic school? No way, this holiday belonged to the Devil. (Ha, the irony).

He also knew that Charlie had wanted them to bond over decorating the place, and of course Vaggie had wanted to do right by her girlfriend. Angel had, too - after all, Charlie had saved his life, whether she knew it or not. But still. "Everythin' smells like pumpkin in here. And ah'm runnin' out of ideas t' carve." He's pointing to one of the pumpkins that Husk had carved - a spider coming down from a web. "And half of this feels like cultural appropriation."

[the-damned-and-divine]

[Vaggie] Well, if Ramon is going to be offering advice... The fallen angel sat down. Somehow she felt safer telling a sinner from the medieval era about 'psychiatric issues' than any licensed shrink in Hell. He was seeking redemption, much like her. Those shrinks were just seeking her cash. So she preferred take a chance. "I have recurring nightmares I can't really explain. I don't know. I'm old. A lot older than I look. Some might just be buried memories. But I'm alas afraid I'll wake up and trauma dump all over Charlie-- eh, that sounds gross. Think I should keep a dream journal or something?" ( @mothablazing )

Ramon nodded along, listening. "These nightmares could be forgotten memories, though they could also be born from fear---or they could mean nothing at all. Dreams are strange and tricky things."

"But yes, I think it is a good idea to keep a journal. If you were to write a short summary of your day just before you go to bed and then record whatever happens in a dream, you could find the answers for yourself with ease."

"Perhaps something a day or a week ago affected your dreams. Perhaps there is a recurring theme. Perhaps you see fragments of a memory and can piece them together in time."

"Though I think you should still tell Charlie about this---not that you should give her the play-by-play of them or make her your official dream scribe, no. But if these nightmares wake you up in the dead of night or cause you to lose sleep, then you should give her the 'heads-up', as it were."