#wal:event05

[buriedinthemidnightsoil]

"Are you.. hurt..? what happened..?" (FINN&LESTAT). @fcrafcrtnight

after his encounter with louis, lestat had torn off his mask and wandered away from the main room hosting the ball. he wasn't entirely sure what had happened. all he knew was someone or something had attacked him. he felt weak. he needed blood. he was still on the ground, trying to talk himself into moving not just waiting for the sun to take care of him when a man came by. "what does it look like?" he asked glaring at the human. "blood... i need blood" he didn't bother answering the second question, he didn't have a good explanation. he quickly stood up, ripping the collar of the man's costume, and bit him. he could slowly feel his strength returning to him.

[demongemz]

"it’s as if my dreams are slipping through my fingers, even though they came true before." (FINN&WILL).

Will had a pretty packed day; he'd been doing some updates to the shelter to ensure it stayed up to code; after all, he’d always been handy even if he didn’t fully use it; he preferred this type of mindless work. He’d missed so many things since going off the cliff was Hannibal but he knew how desperately he’d wanted to run away with him, how weeks turned into months and quickly turned into years of denying the very obvious connection between them. He’d just finished fixing one of the cages when the voice made him freeze. When he woke up here alone with nothing but the memories of diving off a cliff covered in blood fresh off a bloody victory he couldn’t help but turn away. “Hannibal…I thought you were dead” was all he could hope to utter, staring at the man he loved clearly still in so much pain walking with a cane. “Isn’t that what you always taught me? Dreams can always turn into nightmares the tighter you hold on to them.” @fcrafcrtnight

[demongemz]

“Stop using the Dracula accent, it’s not cute.” (astarion & abigail)

Abigail chuckled softly looking at the other, she hadn’t seen many vampires before coming here but lately, they seemed to have been falling out of the woodwork.” Why does it displease you master?” she snickered tilting her head for a moment bouncing over to Astarion, she’d been rather hungry and this chaos seemed to be perfect for a good meal. “Cutting the shit I think I found a perfect mark, but I was wondering if you wanted to tag team? I’ll play a helpless little girl and you go in for the kill but you have to share” @bejcwcled

[buriedinthemidnightsoil]

“Your ensemble seems very macabre. Was that intentional?” ( claudia & lestat ) @daydrcamings

lestat scoffed at his daughter's words. perhaps in the past he would have worn something more glamorous, more cheerful but now? now he couldn't bring himself to wear anything but black. he felt as if he was in mourning. mourning a husband who so easily replaced him with a human. no a black mask that almost served as a veil felt fitting. "i don't see a reason to dress cheerfully. i'm not very fond of masquerades anymore. i can't imagine why." a voice in the back of his head kept telling him this was a trap, to get out. surely claudia wasn't dumb enough to try the same trick on him again? "is this another ruse? you chatting me up while louis gets his knife ready? is he going to slit my throat again? hmm? is the lack of memories all an act on his part? is it supposed to distract me? do me a favor. this time burn my body. i don't fancy waking up in a dump again. waking up without him."

[buriedinthemidnightsoil]

stephen was getting real tired of not having the answers, of this place doing things he didn't have a spell to fix. this... what was going on seemed like something the darkhold was capable of but wanda was supposed to have destroyed it. ...unless a version from another universe had been brought here. no, no he'd only go down that rabbit hole of worries if there were more signs. in the meantime he had other issues: a foot tall, talking, ghostly, furry problem. ever since the fog had shown up he started being followed around by a ghost basset hound. he was trying to get a coffee when one of the baristas started talking about the no pet policy. "look if i could get rid of the fur ball i would but it's following me everywhere! and i don't see why i'm the one person you enforce this rule on. do you know how many times i've come in here and seen some woman holding her stupid teacup rat thing. just give me my damn coffee!" @walstarterblog

[buriedinthemidnightsoil]

lestat was sitting in a cafe enjoying a coffee on his day off. he was trying to relax and enjoy the book he'd brought with him. instead though his thoughts kept drifting back to that nightmare of a ball that had been on the news and the fog that had been recently plaguing the city. it felt like he was always on edge these days so when he thought he felt someone staring at him he tried to ignore it. however the feeling lasted for a long time. he turned around and noticed a young woman looking at him. "can i help you? you've been staring for a while." @snowonthebeaxh

[demongemz]

❝ You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it. ❞ (stephen & agatha)

Agatha smirked softly listening to the other she could feel the power radiating off him and well she was nothing if not desiccated, after all, if the man wanted to throw some of that her way she wouldn’t say no. “Are you the one making the stupid mistake? I saw the way you looked after that female doctor, is it safe to say little Doctor Strange has a crush on a taken woman?’” she teased him before rolling her eyes “Either way I’ve come because I’m bored and I thought what a perfect idea is to come to steal you away and we can have a little witchy time together” @bejcwcled

[demongemz]

Abigail had to admit she hadn’t seen her father in some time now and it worried her, she would always love him regardless of whatever fight they had going on. Yet when things had changed with Claudia and the feelings she had been conjuring lately she couldn’t think of anyone else to speak to but her dad. She might've known the spread she laid out was something she hadn’t done in centuries but it never seemed to make her father pleased with her when she did, get them dinner…discreetly of course. “Father…I thought you might join me for a bite…unless you are too busy…” she mused looking at the other. @fcrafcrtnight