#sntslomidzes

[devilsvenom]

@sntslomidzes

"You know, in some cultures if you dance like that with a girl and don't take her home, it's considered an insult." She teased as he finally appeared at the space that had become their meeting spot. The hunter was sure she had missed one or two arranged meetings, however she had been indisposed.

It had been a nice night, hadn't it? Not including the kidnapping, of course. She assumed that he either took part in the festivities or left quickly; Lis hadn't seen. Too focused on getting her siblings out, too focused on words from Nolan's lips and not fast enough for the hand wrapped around her throat. The thought of it made her shudder, phantom pressure returning to haunt her, remind her of her mistake. At least the kidnapping was to be thanked for one thing— if either of her siblings had realised who she had been dancing with, it was at the bottom of their current concerns.

Annalise hadn't had much time to recover, but it was enough. Blood had been lost, her body was still getting used to the rise and fall of it all in her system. Drained enough to negate any verbena in her bloodstream, then bled by someone who she used to let fuck her. Well, she knew how to pick 'em, right?

"How was the rest of your evening?" She knew she hadn't been missed, didn't know why that stung; put it down to her severe abandoment issues, always being left and never enough to stay for, never enough to miss so much you had to come back for.

[laurestcphens]

👄 + Ezra

"I hardly see what is so interesting about that walking migraine." Nothing personal against the boy, other than his family name, but his antics have caused more than a dozen headaches over the decades that Laure spent precious time in cleaning up. "At this point, I have to wonder whether he is the one torturing his sisters, or they're the ones torturing him. After all, it hardly seems like any of them are that pleased with their current circumstances." A shame really, that the clan as a whole is brought low by such a dark spot. "Sometimes, death is a mercy. Perhaps especially us vampires tend to forget that."

[devilsvenom]

closed / @sntslomidzes

She knew when she was being hunted, any good hunter did in her opinion. Lis had watched her own six for long enough to sense another following, or pick up on the signs. Wherever she had been heading, she certainly wasn't now; wondering if the stranger was brave enough to follow her somewhere no one would hear them scream.

Taking a turn down a side street, she forced her way into a long abandoned building. Walking to a somewhat stable central point, she turned and faced the entrance, "I left the door open for a reason. You've been following me for four blocks, you're not so slick. May as well stroll your way on in here." Lis drawled, fingers already wrapped around the handle of the knife tucked into her back belt loop. She had a gun of course, but she rarely carried it on her outside of arranged hunts. They took all the fun out of it, and Annalise preferred to get hands on, or at the least blades on. "Are you gonna keep hidden, or are you finally gonna grow a pair and come and attempt to get whatever it is you're after? I've been itching for a fight." a pause, "Aw honey, are you getting stage fright?"

[enchaentingly]

“It’s dangerous to walk at night alone.”

late night wanderings sentence starters, accepting!  ˎˊ˗

       stumbling into an alley, she knows the first thing to do is to rid the cramp in the arch of her foot. it takes a lot of dizzy tipping before she’s stable, one hand planted against the wall of the alley so she could take off these heels. they’re so pretty, and she likes being just a little bit taller if only it means she gets to twirl on her tiptoes while she dances. but now, it hurts, and it’s too much and they just need to be all done, and maybe she’ll stop falling all over the place. once her shoes are collected in her hands, flat footed, her eyes flutter open to see the figure standing at the end of the alley. oh. sudden, like a nightmare. she’s not sure how she hadn’t noticed him, and noticed the sensation of her feet against the cold ground before she noticed she was walking towards him. 

       she felt entranced by his eyes, brown and that flicker of flame glimmering in a way that draws her curiosity, inescapable.  “ but i’m not alone, you’re here, right? ”  her smile is soft and playful, tucking a strand of honey blonde behind her ear.  “ strangers are just friends you haven’t met yet, and i feel like i’ve seen you before, in a dream, or something. ”  she’s allowed to be drunk and flirty with the pretty boy who has a gecko on his shoulder, and blood on his mouth.

[enchaentingly]

who: @sntslomidzes . ♡ where: Catmint Cottage .

       dressing up for a party like this never ceases to draw those giddy feelings reminiscent of girlhood from her. her heart flutters in her chest as she goes along, bubblegum pop filling every crevice of the room, the sunset coloring the room a beautiful pink, fit for her mood and makeup and costume and the color of her feeling. while not a precise one, this was a ritual of its own, as frolicky and floaty as she is. dancing and singing along as she does her mascara and dusts glitter and blush across her pretend fairy cheeks. she gets to be a fairy for the night accompanied by her pirate. while beautiful and with that dangerous edge that rushes her wild heart, he’s never been especially ruggish to her. so maybe he’s a pirate prince, and her a fairy princess, only to match, and because she loves fairytales.

       it’s as if he’s a dream, appearing only as she thinks of him, standing outside her window. allie, a frozen doe watching him, unsure that he’s even real. the shock and gasp finds her immediately, causing her to drop the makeup brush from her hands as she blinks at the window pane. eventually, she finds it in her to move, rushing down the stairs- very fairytale in her nightgown -to the front door, finding him there and tossing her arms around him with a squeeze.  “ oh my gosh, i was just thinking about you! i’m so glad you’re here! ”

[devilsvenom]

@sntslomidzes asked: 'Vampire on my ass!'

She didn't think she had ever seen him run from anything, so when he ran into their normal meeting place shouting things that she couldn't make out until he was a few inches away, the panic rose. Annalise immediately stood, taking out one of her many weapons - this one was her favourite, a verbena coated dagger - and looked towards the door. Stepping forward, putting the clearly shaken vampire behind her to protect him, she waited. Had she seen blood on him? Was he injured? Was he okay? Annalise couldn't look back to answer her questions; all it took was a blink and whoever was chasing him could gain the upper hand.

Stalking forward, she felt the familiar rush of wind of a vampire moving faster than normal. He wasn't joking. Fuck, she hoped he had been joking. Using her hunters mark, she invoked the magic that made her stronger; she felt it course through her veins, and the training kick in. Acting as though Ezra was a human to protect, and protect him with her life she would do, she waited. Not yet... not yet... NOW. Her knife sliced through the air, seemingly at nothing, and she spun fast on her heels. She had felt it connect, known she had slashed at the chasing vampire. As much as they wanted to, eyes couldn't glance to Ezra, too much distraction waiting to happen; her eyes were focused on her prey and she, the hunter.

Almost leaping forward now, she flung herself at the would be assailant, knife coming down again and again and again as she stabbed. They were on the floor weak, so she pulled out her stake and turned the vampire stranger over, kneeling above them with stake in hand, one quick strike away from ending their immortal life.

[hesterlomidze]

Where: Lomidze House Who: @sntslomidzes

“Ezra?” Hester’s voice carried itself through the halls of the big mansion that the siblings lived in. “Ez, are you around?” Knowing he could hear her if he happened to be home. Or, another big duh factor, if he didn’t wear the headphones she had gifted him. Of course there had been many replacements over the years, headphones were known to be fragile, especially its fragile cables, but that was the thing. Even though he could and was able to buy his own stuff, it was Hester who got him new ones every time. She liked that he asked her for help, even for something so simple…. It made him seem so innocent still. Even though they both were not, she still saw that precious beautiful boy she’s seen grow up many centuries ago. In that smile of his, there was a purity that made her undead heart flutter. 

“Oh- there you are,” Hester let out a relieved smile at the sight of her baby brother. Even though they technically had forever, she still feared of ever losing him. Ever since the terrible happening in Yemen she-

She swallowed down a dry lump in her throat. Her eyes took in the fair sculpted cheekbones of his face, those eyes that could persuade her to do almost anything. For a moment her mind- her eyes had filled with fear, though as quickly as it had clouded her mind, as quickly it had left when their eyes met. “I’ve got something to show you!” She perked up, her hand reaching out for Ezra to take if he wanted to.

[kevma]

location: outside of retrocity time: after dark who: @sntslomidzes

The sounds of bells and celebratory cheers are somewhat muted as he stands near the service entrance of the arcade. Even though he loves his job there, it's still a job, and he legally has to have breaks, so he takes it as an excuse to go out into the alley and do some PT exercises in the fresh air. Saturn is curled up near the door, while he does a few stretches to strengthen his muscles.

At this time of night, the fog from the ocean has rolled in, providing even less visibility than normal. And usually no one wanders this far back, which is why Kevin prefers to do so here, without any prying eyes. After a few reps, he can feel his knee beginning to strain so he switches to upper body. However, Saturn begins to growl, snout pointed directly towards the mouth of the alley and Kevin looks over his shoulder. He moves swifter than he should, to grab her collar and prevent her from darting towards whatever she is picking up on. "What is it?" he murmurs, stroking her ears to help calm her down. "Is someone there?" he calls out, louder this time for whoever may be approaching through the fog.