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“Being brave isn’t glorifying. Being brave is messy. Being brave is walking forward when you thought you couldn’t even stand. Being brave is doing the right thing no matter the consequences. Being brave is being selfless.”
— Did you know that doing the right thing can feel like doing the wrong thing? ( c.d. )
carmilla meme » favorite minor character ■ danny lawrence [How do we stop a vampire?] ❝Staking, decapitation, immolation. There’s something here about driving an iron needle through her heart. You know, normally I’m not into this kind of stuff, but in the case of the seduction eyes, I could definitely warm up to the thought.❞
deifrm·:
❛ thought i told you to slow down. you don’t look fine. ❜ had leaned forward slightly in case the other needed help. a quick flash was worry that was unnecessary. if there were something to worry about , the warrior princess would be a lot less carefree. but , for now , they both can relax.
sympathy ‘pon her features , however. knows what it is like to be out of commission. injured and unable to help. but there is no need to rush. danny is right , the boy is freaking out , but xena had assured him that danny will be fine , and she remains true to her word.
hands reach out to guide the summer back into a seated position. unless she wants to deal with the headache that will follow. ❛ all of your friends are fine. promise. ❜
caught ! / -- in arms stronger, admittedly. wiser warrior, really. settles with heavy hesitation. hurts, pounding with a dull knife rattling without a hilt in the confines of a skull. “ i’m fine. “ liar, liar, the world is on fire. swallow, metallic echos of days earlier. “ -- are you going to tell me what all happened or do i want to avoid it for as long as possible ? “ forced a laugh, or the edge of one. oh how heavy guilt feels on these shoulders especially the kind without evidence, without memory. unhinged violence by a puppet on supernatural strings. cut them & the knots remain. silence, long --- with eyes everywhere by upon the others. “ i need to be sure they’re okay, if anything happens to them .. “ it will hurt ? the guilt will become unbearable ? maybe, definitely - both.
mrscoultxr·:
Already outfitted for battle. Mrs. Coulter smiled to herself as Danny entered the room, eyes drawn to the bow and quiver. Those who adapt, survive. Certainly, she thought, they had picked just the right person to lead her around this hellish wasteland. A wasteland harboring a great chaotic, demonic energy, something almost God-like. It would be a challenge, but to harness such massive power…
If she was excited by the prospects of her thoughts, Mrs. Coulter did not show it. A charming smile. Glinting blue eyes. A warmth radiating, a sense of calm and collection. And the golden monkey, poised down by her ankles, watching carefully. The secretary spoke up.
“Ah, Ms. Lawrence, this is Mrs. Coulter. She’s in need of an escort about the campus while she conducts her–” the secretary glanced quickly at a piece of paper on her table “–research. Might you be available for this task?”
Mrs. Coulter stepped forward then, and extended a hand to Danny.
“I’ve heard a great deal from the staff about you, Ms. Lawrence. If you don’t mind my saying, I believe I’d feel safest with your accompaniment.”
research. that’s sketchy. major sketch detected. / but then again, this was the board, this was the organization that the summer’s second most loyalty lay with currently. at least, it seemed that way. “ sure thing. “ head tilts, hand grasp. strength in touch. “ they’ll eat your pet. “ not wrong, who is they ? what is they ? / ! they is several things, many options to be had in the fires of the campus state.joking tone, slight.“ might want to keep the tour group to a minimum. “ the hero is protective. pride in veins, the specks of red that pulsed in a golden heart. in the breath of a soldier. bright girl -- “ if you don’t mind me saying, i think i agree. “
deifrm·:
oh , she’s sweet ! like hemlock and cassava. danger hidden behind pretty / dead eyes. does not argue against such sentiment , however. nice to hear such saccharine words directed at her that jane will not deny them.
a twitch at the corner of her mouth , a barely there smile. ❛ i am a very bad thing , danny. ❜ hadn’t been. once. unapologetic of what they are now. does not think this is a bad thing to be. does not mind the power she wields or what it has been used for. lashed out / but the revenge is no longer necessary.
❛ i might have been innocent , but not anymore. i made my own choices. as will you. i am a bad thing , but you are not. it is all up to you. ❜ jane decided who she wanted to be somewhere between memories of pain and fire. waking up fulling to bright lights as she was unearthed. now there was no turning back. she had found some semblance of peace , in warm eyes and red hair.
“ i don’t see that. “ blind, eyes wrapped in the silk of a struck smitten heart. / the lion sleeps in a meadow ablaze & still dreams soundly. softer. softer. softest. -- this girl is a gun that fires bullets of wildflowers. switches, &finds self on opposite tableside. no longer across, but beside. outstretched arm over smaller framed shoulders. -- treats the other like just cracked glass. couldn’t quite tell you why. perhaps a hero can only thrive in the wake of something to care about. / & does, care. truly. “ i’m sorry. for bringing it up. “ why does this feel so ...... safe ?
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deifrm·:
a warning dies in her throat to take it slow , too late for that now. lets the younger woman take it at her own pace. ❛ kirsch ––– – bit of a bonehead ? he’s fine. asking about you though. ❜ a tad endearing should xena go that far , but she doesn’t. at least they’re looking about for each other. seems like they’re going to need it with whatever is going on.
features might be otherwise wrought with concern , but the smile that light bright blue eyes is anything but. a hint of humour on those lips. ❛ just a bit. but no harm done by the looks of it , so don’t worry too much. ❜ or do. she isn’t the boss of danny and there is plenty to worry about it seems. but that can be left up to xena and the others currently working to stop the evil lurking around the school. ❛ you did a number on yourself though. might be a short while before you’re up and running again. ❜
“ god, he’s probably freaking out .. “ worries, constant about that boy. sweet, beautiful, silly, man child -- one that could drive the summer crazy & melt heart in the same sentence. “ -- i hope i didn’t hurt him too bad. “ sees that humor, reaches, lands a hardly punch in the warriors shoulder. “ it’s not funny, zee. “ -- smiles, almost. coughs, rattles in a hollow chest. head tilt, heavy crack at the necks’ base.“ yow - “ wince, evens it out how- ever. sounds symphonic down spine. “ i’m fine. i have to go find laura.fuck where is laura ? & carmilla, i swear to god if -- “ woah there hero, you’re a little unsteady there ! shouldn’t be standing up so fast. “ i’m ... fine. “
deifrm·:
a callous heart beats tenderly. unfeeling and yet feeling all too much. squeeze against the fingers that intertwine with hers , offering up what comfort jane can. does not see the same monster in danny that is harboured inside jane. kept in control now when not needed , but it will forever be a part of her. the pain and death. but that doesn’t have to be the same for the newly made vampire.
❛ you are not a bad thing. and control does not come easily. ❜ remembers her own first waking moments. afraid / vengeful. something had festered inside of her from the very start. rotting despite the pristine state of her body. jane is not a good thing.
has not had much of a chance to give advice , so it is clunky , and perhaps not applicable. but grey eyes are soaked in a tenderness that she has grown accustomed to. ❛ i am here for you. ❜ a witch in more ways than one. if words cannot help , herbs and concoctions can at least ease discomfort.
i am here for you. / hits ears & triggers a smile, not full, not bright. but still sits upon features like it was meant to all along. “ o’ you - you are so entirely sweet. “ means that, in fact is impressed, even surprised each & every time it rears itself upon the pairing. “ wrong but- ... really sweet. “ clutch, throat clears. composure, grasping for it so wildly inside own form. “ you know, you’re not a bad thing, right ? that what happened wasn’t all your fault ... you know that ? / “ switch gears, why be selfish when those you hold close suffered around you -- thumb across back of hand. soft. what a set really -- broken, battered, & ( dead ) more or less. together.
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Silas University. She’d heard quite a bit about this place since passing through the tear. Truly, Styria as a whole had something dark and twisted, corrupted veins writhing beneath its surface. And a whole student body, sequestered off, a breeding ground for trouble. It was magnificent. Certainly something her superiors would wish to know about –a whole force they could take control of before Asriel even had the chance to slip the idea of fighting into their minds. And so she had entered the campus and met with the Board of Trustees, the Chairman Vordenberg, and discussed the possibility of a guided tour. Though they had certainly been wary at first, she could tell –no, she knew– that Vordenberg festered a hatred for the school, and therefore held little concern over protecting its student body.
An escort was picked out, one of the best and brightest of the student body, one who knew how to navigate it and stay safe in these… trying times for them. Danny Lawrence.
“I’ll call her up at once,” said the secretary, spinning the wheel upon a rotary phone, and speaking quickly to the person on the other side. “Her professor is giving her the message,” she at last concluded.
called to, from the back of the room. weapon forgery 101, hard class to miss yet body stands without question. summer is tall, bright tipped autumn in denim & dirty sneakers. quiver settled between shoulder blades, bow just at side. didn’t really go anywhere without it these days. it’s amazing what an apocalypse can do when it rages upon a college campus. crosses the quad, two buildings,lava river, toad spawning grounds. normal& every day, average. corridors & steps - doors, secretaries, securities. board chair sits, proud, as usual. the other face, foreign - but seems cut from lace, & forged in the same mind as the current times. “ you summoned ? “ something about this was uneasy. the hero twitched. “ how can i help ? “
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How do we stop a vampire?! Staking. Decapitation. Immolation. There’s something here about driving an iron needle through her heart; you know normally I’m not into this kind of stuff but in the case of “seduction eyes” I could definitely warm up to the thought.
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VIENNA LAUGHS AT THE NOTION OF SIMPLICITY, AN EYEBROW raising as she dares to take another sip. she steps slightly out of the way of oncoming customers in hopes of continuing the conversation & she sort of hopes that the redhead feels the same, “well it sure makes for an interesting start to my thursday.”
“ sort of a personal --- tradition ? i guess. “ laughter there, at self more than most anything else. gaze focus, locks & holds firm in the brightness of double baby blue eyes. -- follows, a step over, two. out of the way. “ glad to be of service. “ fingers,run back through own waves of red.nervous sort of tick in the midst of confidence. “ -- danny lawrence. “ o’ introduction !
deifrm·:
❛ glad to see you’re back with us. ❜ elbows on thighs / she is bent at the waist , blue eyes keeping track of danny as she awakens. no longer brainwashed , or whatever was going on in this weird campus. the disappearances and now this ? xena is going to offer up her hand since she is here. and it looks like it might be necessary.
a small smile offered up as xena sits in relative patience. one leg is bouncing up and down. ❛ don’t know what happened exactly , but you seem alright. ❜ the brainwashing didn’t seem to have any negative effects once it wore off. then again , this is new territory for the warrior princess.
@tallandbronzed .
groan, it’s audio that echos & reflects. sticky stained mouth, bitter & clear bitten wreckage. -- cough, rattles in the confines of a sternum. & again. sitting up & head clutch ! ouch. literally, just - wince. once, twice& sighs. --- below back to bluer eyes. “ .. i never liked that woman. “ aches, entirely. dull & encompassing. reach, speed stop! knee. steadies. “ who did i -- wheres kirsch ? “ palm to forehead, a supernatural sort of hangover. “ .... ugh, i went total rouge didn’t i ? “
i’ll be on tomorrow guys.
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