#trc:kiki

[kiki-wiccan]

Masquerade Sweets (open)

Kiki was delightfully surprised when Stan came home with a gorgeous gown and mask. Mentioning that a masquerade was taking place at the veil. The wiccan had never attended a masquerade before. The only things she really knew about them was from media portrayals. Her vampire definitely knew her sense of style seeing as he got her a black black ball gown. It had sparkling silver details making the bottom of the gown look like a starry night sky. Her mask was black with silver jewels and black glitter lining the gorgeous design. She couldn’t even bring herself to scold him for buying her something that seemed so expensive. Not when she saw the small smile that lined his features when he saw her reaction to it.

When the day of the masquerade arrived she got all dolled up. Putting her hair up in a neat bun and doing her makeup to match her gown. Black eyeshadow with silver glitter, black mascara, and black eyeliner, neatly making her usual lines. Slipping on the gorgeous gown she practically beamed as she did a twirl in front of the bathroom mirror. It honestly made her feel like a princess, she’d never work something so fancy. Slipping on her black heels and grabbing her mask she slid it on and admired herself in the mirror.

Arriving at the veil with Stan, they ended up separating due to some buisness the vampire said he had to handle. Kiki didn’t mind and watched her vampire walk off before glancing around the venue. Everything was beautifully decorated, ever since coming to Tabula she seemed to attend higher class parties. She was used to casual highschool and college bashes but the city gave her a whole new view on party life. Her blue optics landed on one of the long tables of food. Walking over her eyes sparkled as she grabbed a plastic plate and placed any sweets she saw on it. Not really paying attention to her surroundings she gasped softly when she bumped into someone. Saving her plate full of goodies from falling she gave an apologetic look. Offering a kind smile she apologized. “Sorry! I wasn’t really paying attention....” her eyes scanning the figure before her.

[kiki-wiccan]

   “Uhm...oh--I mean...usually in the closet-? But uhm...my sewing machine is in my bedroom mostly...I’m usually reading in the parlor and uhm...” It went without saying that Garridan’s parlor was more of a library if anything. While at times he’d sew in there, he found it quite difficult seeing as he’d amassed stacks of books--though organized--everywhere. He didn’t even have a television or any sort of entertainment system, seeing as most nights were spent doing body retrievals and embalming. Hosting funeral services was also another thing in of itself; so it made more sense to indulge in his craft within the confines of his relatively empty bedroom. 

 

            “You’ve never shopped for fabrics--? Oh...well. Uhm--it’s easy! I suppose it’d just depend on ah...we’d have to measure someone...or come up w-with our own. It just ah, depends on the type of materials you’d like.” While Garridan by no means considered himself on the level of fashion designers, he was fairly adequate at going about making clothes with supplies from a regular fabric store. He wasn’t one for flashier items, anyways.  “No, don’t worry if you don’t know...just uhm...well, one evening you should stop by-! And uhm...we can reference your pictures. Pick out what’s best...but only if that’s alright with you.” 

           The blond felt his stomach churn slightly, burning with a searing cold. After growing up during the time of rations and food shortages, Garridan had learned very quickly to finish everything he’d picked out--even at the cost of his own well-being. Absent-mindedly sipping from his glass, the vampire simply went along with Kiki’s whims. The wiccan had proved herself to be trustworthy, and seeing as she had come with Stanislav; she didn’t seem keen on leaving the premises. Which was good for the mortician, seeing as he was already feeling out-of-body. 

          Outside it was certainly cool, and by then Garridan had finished off a single glass. Eyeing his second-glass with a vacant look, he took to sipping even more. His limbs tingled with an electric-like pulse as the blood seemed to stick to the walls of his throat, and while he wasn’t as drunk as he was at Red Rose; the cold flush of his cheeks and light-headedness that came with downing his drink made Garridan regret his earlier decision to follow Kiki’s lead. What was that about pacing himself?

              He frowned slightly as he finished his second glass, laying down on his side and curling up. Sliding off his mask; he seemed somewhat groggy as he shut his eyes, emitting a soft sigh.

            “Mmmmm....stars are so pretty. K-kasumi told me...” His blond brows furrowed momentarily as he hiccuped, but then his expression laxxed. “He told me stars have names...that’s very cute huhhh? It...it makes me happy...”

“That’s where I thought it may be!....I’m pretty sure that’s the only room in your home I have yet to see”. Though the wiccan had been throughout most of the vampires house, she found they tended to spend most the visit in the parlor or kitchen. Sometimes the guest room when Kiki would spend the night at his humble abode.

She’d never really looked at fabrics before. Despite going to arts and craft stores plenty, she always avoided the fabric section. Mainly because she didn’t need or want anything involving fabrics. But now the image of her fantasy designs coming to life was very much appealing. “I would love to Garridan! I just need to go through my sketchbook and find out which designs I want to bring to life!”

Watching as her friend curled up on the ground, she stared up at the twinkling stars. “Ohhhh mmm reallllly? I wonder....” she slips out of her heels and kicks them away. They were starting to hurt her feet anyway and weren’t very easy to walk in the grass with. Letting her bare feet touch the grass she did a twirl before letting herself plop down beside Garridan. “Mmm what if! Starssss had uhhhh their own personalities!!! Mmmm andddd their own livesss up in spacceeeee! I wanna be friends with a staaarrr!” She giggled at the thought, imagining herself befriending a star in the sky.

[kiki-wiccan]

Exploring (Open Starter)

Knowing better now than to go into the woods after Elidi and her were attacked, Kiki found herself looking for new places to explore. On this particular night she found herself in a more worn down part of Tabula. She didn’t mind however and found it to be quite fascinating to see a different side of the place she now called her home. It was nighttime and the wiccan was trying to be very cautious of her surroundings, knowing that trouble could lurk at any corner. So far the area seemed to be eerily quiet but it didn’t bother Kiki one bit. That’s why when she heard a soft mew while walking past one of what seemed to be an abandoned building she stopped.

Standing still she waited to see if maybe her mind was playing tricks on her. But once again she heard another mew. Now walking up to the broken down wooden door of the entrance, she pressed her palm against it and gently pushed. It creaked open showing what seemed to be a void into pitch blackness. Once again she heard the mewing, not only was it much louder but sounded panicked. Pulling out her cell she turned on her phones flashlight. “Whoa...” this wasn’t her first time in an abandoned building but this was much larger than any she’s explored before. Scattered furniture littered the main entrance. Moving her phone around she noted a staircase and more doors, some missing that led to other rooms.

Carefully stepping around objects that laid on the floor she made her way further into the building, stopping only when she heard that the meowing was coming from up the staircase. They didn’t look sturdy at all but if there really was a cat up there or any animal in trouble she wouldn’t forgive herself if she just left. She placed her foot on the first step and slowly pressed her body weight on it. “Please don’t break...” she muttered to herself as she descended up the frail staircase. Holding her breath until she finally reached the top and sighing softly, she knew that the top floor could be dangerous as well. Shining the light she noted that the meowing was getting louder, walking down the hallway she stopped at the last room. That was where the noise was coming from, pushing open the door the wiccan shone her light around the room. By the way the walls were painted pink and the floor was littered in broken or dirty toys she guessed this had been a little girls room. “I wonder what happened....” noticing rustling from the corner of her eye she turned and gasped softly. Curled up in the corner of the room by a broken window was a small black kitten. Walking over she knelt down and used her free hand to scoop the animal up in her arms. “Hi there....you are so adorable!” She gushed, the wiccan had been wanting to get a cat but her apartment didn’t allow pets.

Maybe this was fate? Holding the cat close to her chest she began walking back down the hallway. Her light shining on the floor so she could make sure not to misstep. While walking she sees something that looks wet on the floor? Red liquid. Her eyes trail where it’s coming from and lands one of the doors to a room that’s creaked open. A chill ran down her spine as her curiosity got the best of her. Maybe it was an injured animal? Maybe the kittens mother? She gently kicked her now bloody shoe against the door fully opening it and she drops her phone in shock. “Fuck!” In the middle of the room laid a body, that’s where the red liquid was seeping from. She snatches her phone back up and wipes the blood off with her shirt. “Hey are you okay?!” She keeps the kitten secure in her arm as she kneels down and examines the body. A knife handle was sticking out of his chest and by the looks of his torn shirt he had been stabbed several times. Reaching out she pressed her hand against his neck, no pulse. But blood was still coming from his body which meant that he had to have been recently killed? She feels her entire body freeze as she hears someone else’s footsteps. In a panic she darts for the closet and quickly turns off her phone flashlight. The kitten squirming in her arms as she tries to keep it still.

[kiki-wiccan]

You can't fix your broken promise

Our ties have come undone

I will not be used to be battered and abused

It's the reason why I choose to cut my losses

Your lies fool no one

[kiki-wiccan]

Mentor and Student

“Two stars are brighter than one”

[kiki-wiccan]

THE AFTERMATH (Starter for @dabrowskievolution @garridansblood

Finally managing to pull herself together Kiki pushes herself up off the hard ground. Wiping away at her eyes so her vision wouldn’t be so blurry. Leaning over she snatched her phone up off the grass and saw Stan had texted her. She stared around at her home one last time before she began walking. Not having a way home she knew that she’d have to get someone to pick her up and it sure wasn’t going to be here. Nearby was a gas station that she used to go to and get snacks while walking with the professor at night. It was going to be a bit of a walk but she knew in the few hours it took to get here from Tabula that she’d be fine. Who would pick her up? Elidi? No she just had broken into her house and made a mess. Tamryn? She didn’t have the empathy or patience that the wiccan needed. Kasumi? No he didn’t know the situation at all and it would be difficult to explain everything from the beginning. Of course the whole time of listing off people in her head she already knew who she would text. Stan, he knew the previous situation and with their bond she wouldn’t be able to hide what happened. Ignoring his other texts she just sent him a text of the address to pick her up at. Pausing momentarily before asking him to bring Garridan along with him.

As she walked along she allowed her mind to wander a bit. Her feet knew where they were going as they had been there so many times before. At that moment she just felt numb, she tried to think of happier things. Sweets, Midnight,Stan...she even tried thinking of all the great memories she had made at Tabula. Those were the thoughts she allowed to take over while everything else was shoved into the back of her mind. Finally making it to the gas station she sat down on the curb and just waited for Stan to come.

[kiki-wiccan]

“Eat me up like apple pie

Make me not wanna die

Love me rough and let me fly

Get me up, yeah, get me high

Tie me down, don't leave my side

Don't be a waste of my time”

(Art comission: ghostly.marie on Instagram)

[kiki-wiccan]

What’s something you really resent paying for?

“When I was a child I bought a magic kit thinking that I’d be able to do actual magic. Turns out that it was just a box full of tricks and illusions.”