#pecatus

[bloodtwin]

❝  Sera  &  Astarion  have  both  been  cancelled  today.  How sad   !     But, not  to  worry.  I,  The  Pope  for  Murderers,  am  still  a  morally  upright  individual,  of  course.  ❞

[baldursgte-arc]

@pecatus / cont.

seraphina's back collides with the pillar & a breath that she does not need is forced from lungs that serve no purpose. the blood that she had managed to draw lingers on her bottom lip & paints a mildly smug expression onto her features, her hand curling around his wrist to hold onto him. it's the little moments that matter to her now. taking a bite without permission is a way to feel like she has some kind of control here. it's irritating that she does not, & she has no one to blame. she would find a way to balance this out for herself, but today was not that day. astarion speaks & she is willed to do exactly as he says. "i want to taste you, my love." she makes it sound sweet despite her usual nature. she'll even soften her gaze as if she's just begging for it. "let me taste you?"

[bloodtwin]

"You know, darling. You really do make quite the pretty pitfiend." - Astarion

❝  You  think  I'm  pretty  ?   ❞     @pecatus

[baldursgte-arc]

"You're torturing these men! Gods, what the in hells? Get some bloody therapy, fuck." - Karina to Sera :)

She stares at the other woman. Bored. Unmoved. "It seems that the only person bothered here is you."

[bloodtwin]

"Well, I'm glad papa has blessed our dirty little plot." - Astarion

❝  I  don't  know  how  to  convey  just  how  much  I  hate  those  words  strung  together  in  that  order  without  straight  up  killing  you,  to  be  honest.  ❞

@pecatus

[bloodtwin]

Any amount of smoothness or decorum had completely left his body as he ran at the Bhaalspawn, jumping onto his back and locking his legs around him. In truth, Astarion was actually so irritated he was ready to strangle him, but instead- BITE. Sharp fangs sank into Puck's neck as he began to drink from him, only pulling back once he had his fill, unwrapping himself from the other, "You can be exceedingly annoying sometimes." Astarion huffed, smoothing out his outfit before he reached up to fix his hair.

Puck  yelps  at  the  sudden  weight  on  his  back  --  &  yelps  once  more  when  fangs  sink  deep  into  his  neck.  Astarion's  bites  are  one  of  the  rare  cases  in  which  the  pain  Puck  feels  shows  up  in  his  expression.  His  nose  scrunches,  teeth  hissing. 

❝  Ack  !   H-  hey  !   What  happened  to  asking  before  we  bite  ?   ❞

Puck  nearly  reaches  back  to  claw  off  the  vampire  from  his  back, but he sticks it out until Astarion climbs down on his own. He can't  even  remember  what  he'd  done  to  piss  him  off  this  time.

@pecatus

[accultant]

❝ glad you’re still in one piece. ❞ - Kayn

It isn't often Iago hears such words, but they're quick to agree with a curt nod. The resident distance fighter doesn't often get up close and personal with conflict, preferring the safety of flinging spells from afar. But that isn't to say they're helpless in close quarters- evident by the carnage Kayn finds them in the midst of when a handful of their enemies made the unfortunate mistake of pinning Iago as a lone, easy target.

"I'm filthy," they whine, bloodied, smoking hands held in front of them. Hardly any of the blood is theirs, but they sway on their feet nonetheless. They use their boot to nudge a severed head facedown so it stops staring at them. "You don't happen to have a... a handkerchief, do you?"

[baldursgte-arc]

"Huh? No reply? Such a same. I bet they were very loud while they were debating. Do you think Gale screams during their lectures together?" - AA

"kayn is hardly that versed in his lectures to elicit such a response." his tone is flat, cutting his eyes to astarion. "does this conversation have a purpose?"