#open!

[whccares]

“Caine should do an adventure that’s just getting drunk and playing an incredibly chaotic game of bingo, checkers and tag. In one. All together. At the same time. No rules.

. . . That’s it. That’s the post.”

[barrowbound]

big eyes wide and unblinking, little fingers scrunched together, as if to keep from grabbing eagerly as nól asks: "do you have any candy?"

[stabsilk]

muffled, facedown: "can i pay you to pretend that never happened?"

[stabsilk]

"just one clean shot to the back of their heads, and everything's fixed."

[crownedwithashes]

It seemed an evening like most others. The quill in his hand carrying swiftly over parchment, the scarce candlelight flickering like the memory of the sun upon his script, the grotesque, rasping hounds laying in quiet vigil near his feet. Castle Volkihar erupted from the sea in a veil of fog so choking most sailors considered it an ill omen, nevermind the blood drinkers... yet it stood proud, stalwart, above the crashing sea made black by night.

The sounds of his coven roaming the halls beyond his chamber door were ever present. He listened intently to the vampires he served as they went about acquiring the first meal dolled out to them, and discussed all matters of interest, political and otherwise, amongst themselves. Not far, he sensed his sire lurking and feeding, likely to stay unseen by most.

A night of little consequence.

Two harsh clangs at the door brought his face up, and his writing hand fell away to rest.

"A disturbance, my lord," called one of the guards.

"Enter, and explain," said Rowan, rising calmly to his feet. The dogs followed suit, stretching their limbs.

The chamber doors creaked on their hinges as the man stepped inside. "Probably nothing to fret over, but someone was spotted down near the docks. Washed ashore, seems like. I don't suppose you were expecting company?"

Rowan turned his head a bit. "I was not." Without further delay he pushed in his chair and descended the small stairway, death hounds trailing like a shadow. "Very well, let's find out who has come to visit."

[evelicious]

“                take   a   picture   ,   it'll   last   longer   ~                 ”  OPEN !

[6exta]

HE'S   WATCHING   CLOSELY   &   IN   SILENCE   ,   CAREFULLY   CHOOSING   HIS   MOMENT   TO   ANNOUNCE   HIMSELF   .           were   they   friend   or   foe   ?      actually   ,   he   didn't   care   .   the   question   at   the   forefront   of   his   mind   is   …        CAN   THEY   FIGHT   ?  OPEN !

[evelicious]

THE   BODY   IS   MANGLED   .   FLESH   TORN   ASUNDER   &   NEAR   UNRECOGNISABLE   .   WHAT   WAS   ONCE   A   MAN   DANGLES   LIMPLY   WITHIN   THE   GRASP   OF   EVELYNN'S   LASHERS   .               a   morbid   sight   indeed   for   anyone   unlucky   enough   to   stumble   upon   her   in   this   dark   ,   dank   alleyway   .   so   many   people   like   to   throw   around   their   moral   compass   …   they   try   to   say   ‘   he   didn't   deserve   it   '   —   evelynn   begged   to   differ   .               she   will   be     JUDGE   .   JURY   &   EXECUTIONER   .         OPEN !