Death I Have Embraced

So tell me why we wingless angels fall We'll die if our wings don't grow at all [Independent Vampire OC] [FC: Kate Beckinsale] [Mun is 18+] [Tracking: tatteredxwings]

[thatbitch-siren-blog]

Siren||Vi - Push. Pull. Repeat.

[thatbitch-siren-blog]

Even in the seriousness of this situation, a sound of humor leaves her lips as she lifts herself from the seat. Vi always had a way with words and threats, daring anyone to try and cross her with promises of death if they did just that. Did she think Siren a fool? The young woman may have been quick to leap into a something blind but she wasn’t a total idiot. “And I will do the same to you.” Her blue eyes glance over to her as they travel through the mansion. “If you get in the way of what is mine, that is. Which I wouldn’t recommend. I can’t really control myself when I get…unbalanced. And when they took…” Siren pauses, taking in a deep breath as her gaze went forward and away from Vi. “…it away, I ended up somehow turning these Hunters into a pile of blood and brains, I guess. I don’t know what the fuck came out of them…Look, Vi, I doubt you’d betray me…but, please, never do. Especially now.” 

[tatteredxwings]

The vampire swallowed the retort that threatened to burst out at the threat Siren made. But, she retained the facts presented to her. An unstable Elementalist had enough raw energy to completely devastate a huge area, and it seemed like Siren was completely over that threshold. This  break-in was going to be one of the hardest she's ever attempted. "I'm not interested in what they took from you. What interests me is something more of valuable." The vast information stored in the Hunters' databanks. Vast archives of names, places, events. And all for her. "Now then..." she said as she came to the kitchen, "Just follow me." Opening the door to the basement, she carefully descended the rickety stairs into the gloom. Her natural state made it easy to pick out the lightswitch at the bottom of the stairs. "My dear friend, what you are about to witness is only something very few people have only dreamed of seeing," Violette began as she flicked on the lights, illuminating a brick basement housing old furniture, dust, and cobwebs, "It's my coven's second home." Moving aside a moth-eaten couch, she pressed in a particular brick and stepped back. From behind the wall, sounds of moving machinery sounded before a section of the wall moved back and then retreated into the floor. A hallway with sterile-white walls was then lit up by subdued halogen bulbs. "Welcome to the Vault. Please be quick,  for that door will close soon and we need to reach the Inner Sanctum before the failsafe is enacted..."

[housewifestrife]

 Humming as she turned her head to the side slowly with a smile still lightly across her lips. Nothing much she could do right? It wasn’t her own fault she was taller then her sister. “Momma ain’t gonna do m-much… A-And ya know that… I-i seem ta remember ya bein’ th-that one ta pick on me before… Orpunchingmewhenyoudidn’tlikewhatcameoutofmymouth.” Taking her hands over to a kettle as she let her shoulders relax. Violette is lazy… Hell anyone knew that. “A-And?” Turning her head to the side as she continued to ready the coffee then Sara after would most likely get a cup of milk instead of making herself some tea. Something simple… It was putting something in her stomach anyway, it was late… Early… Something. Food would be a good thing. 

[tatteredxwings]

"If I whine loud enough I'm sure she'll do ssssomething about it." She was not going to be defeated by her height, even this late at night. or was it morning? Midday? Either way, she swallowed her pride and stomped off, returning momentarily with a chair. "I sssooo fucking hate you," she hissed as she put the chair against the fridge and began to climb. Victory. The coat was back in her possession. Her mood did greatly improve as she put that protective outer layer back over her body. "I did say i was sorry for hitting you, didn't I? Then again, you started it by making fun of me, so I had to defend my honor." After making sure everything was in order, she turned on a heel and followed after her sister. "Will I be able to use the kettle after you, or are you going to place it on a high shelf?"

[neveraskedtobeahero-archive]

cute tag game!

list five songs that your muse dances around to in their underwear! then pass it on to however many of your followers you like!

tagged by: neveraskedtobeahero

Silhouette of Life - 10 Years

Slow, Love, Slow - Nightwish

Without Fear - Lacuna Coil

The Raven - Nox Arcana

Pumped Up Kicks - Foster the People [When she's certain no one can hear her]

This was actually a bit difficult, usually it's all waltzes and the like for her.

tagging:   anyone who wants to do it but uhh humansorbeasts, solelycan, betterhealing, beastsandmaiden, housewifestrife

[psychotheory]

Gift of Vi for her mun~

Vi belongs to tatteredxwings.

Wonderful art by xCountingBodiesx!

[anivara-archive]

{♤};;— “I understand how that is— although it’s not scoring papers.” She agreed with a small nod. Ebony had to constantly look over designs, sign papers, approve and write new regulations for the company amongst many other things. Perhaps it was a good thing that she didn’t sleep because then she would have never been able to get anything done.

            When she placed her hand in Ebony’s she gave it a firm, business-like shake. “A pleasure to meet you, Dr. Alice Ashford.” Releasing her hold on the woman, she turned, although she threw a glance over towards the dark-haired woman, “May I ask what it is that you have a Doctorate’s degree in?”

[tatteredxwings]

"As much as I...enjoy teaching, sometimes the amount of paperwork I have to deal with clouds my view of the positives." Maybe a vacation would sort our her wracked nerves. She honestly couldn't remember when she actually took personal time off. Leading multiple roles meant while one persona was busy at work, the other one was on 'vacation' until the time came to switch back.

"Well, I have a doctorate in history from Princeton, but that's only one of the degrees I possess." Five hundred years of constant learning. That thought alone would've brought a blush to her cheeks if she could muster it. Still, better keep it brief. "I also have one for College Education, and then just a simple masters of the French language."

[tatteredxwings]

"They say apathy is death. Too bad I already have them beat."

[agentconrad-deactivated20131011]

Awesome Female Characters| Selene 

“Whether you like it or not, you’re in the middle of a war that has been raging for the better part of a thousand years. A blood feud between vampires and lycans. Werewolves.” 

[literatureandfilms]

I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.

Death, The Book Thief (via hanniebal)

[housewifestrife]

 Holding the coat over her shoulder as she started to walk toward the kitchen. She shut her eyes with a small smirk upon her face before she raised her arm up gathering the cloth up in her fist as best she could trying to keep the coat out of the other’s reach. “And? I-i don’t th-think th-that is muh own problem dearest si-sister…” Turning straight into the kitchen before hopping up on her own toes to place the coat on top of the fridge. “Th-There ya can have it now.”

[tatteredxwings]

Vi was spitting curses as she tried in vain to get her coat back. "I'm so fucking mad at you right now! This isn't funny!" Being cranky compounded with the fact that her height was being taken advantage of burst the dam. Now she was acting like a teenager rather than the stoic killer she was. "Gimmie my coat back or I'll tell mom you're being a prick!"  Seeing her coat placed on the fridge, her jaw dropped as her eyes went wide. "Ssssssssssssssssara....that'sss not fair," she whined. Even though she could easily climb up and get it back, she literally felt too tired to do so for the first time in forever. Just pressing herself flat against the tower, she reached up and tried to snatch at it."You're being sssuch a bitch right now!"

[tatteredxwings]

bxrelyhuman 

"Here's a stretch, but, you wouldn't happen to have a smoke, would you?"

[shotgunshellsandfeathers]

"Ya’ are aware if tha’s the case, ya’d get second-hand alcohol poisonin’, righ’?"

[tatteredxwings]

"Be it that I'm a few centuries old, a bit of alcohol is hardly the worst I've come into contact with."

[anivara-archive]

{♤};;— The corners of pallid lips lift into a subtle smile, “I’m sure it is a much needed break. I’ve only heard of how tiring such things can be.” She comments as she glances towards the papers on the woman’s desk. Silver locks fall over her shoulder as she glances back the way she came in, before looking back at the woman, “Ah— although, before we head off, I wish to thank you properly.” A frigid hand is held out to the woman, “My name is Ebony, a pleasure to meet you—”

[tatteredxwings]

"Rather tiring indeed. Plus, it's a strain on one's eyes. Tea can only cure so much." How long had it been since she picked up this persona? Five, maybe six years or so? Maybe it was getting close to move on. Looking back over her shoulder, a brow arched at the hand held out to her. Keeping up  her smile, she politely grasped the hand, noting how cold the other was. Strange, actually. Was she another undead? "Ashford. Dr. Alice Ashford. And the pleasure is all mine, Misses Ebony. A rather fascinating name you possess. Might I inquire of it's origin?"

[shotgunshellsandfeathers]

“Ya’ know, ya’ could just let me go, ’ll drink myself to death anyway.”

[tatteredxwings]

"Merveilleux! That'll save me so much work."

[housewifestrife]

Rolling her eyes to the side slowly as she did stand up yanking the coat off of the other with a frown. “Y-Ya can speak like an adult… N-Not like uh child gettin’ scolded by uh parent needin’ ta go do chores….” Shrugging lightly to the other with a small sigh. “Iunno. D-Do people even want ta ch-change is th-that thing?” Coughing lightly at the other’s words before she started to walk away with the other’s coat still in her hands. “W-Well if ya gonna treat me l-like that….”

[tatteredxwings]

Being suddenly exposed to the cool air of the station, she shrieked as she lunged forward in a bid to grab at the coat. "Give it back!" Granted, that was her fault, being only clad in a bra and some old fatigue pants that she cut up into shorts. Groggily regaining her balance, she glared daggers at her sister, her arm outstretched, demanding the coat back. "Right now, I want to change the fact that I don't have my coat anymore!" Then, Sara walked away. "H-hey! Wait! Sara! Gimmie my coat back!" And then she takes off after her.

[likeablackrainbow]

[housewifestrife]

"So then k-keep ta ya word ya goof." Snorting as she rolled her own shoulders back as her hand fell off of the other’s shoulder. "H-has it ever stopped me b-before? I-I ain’t scared of ya Vi. Y-Ya should know th-that by now… Right?" Snarky tone lacing her lips as a smile did sneak over her features. "Wh-What all cause I-I like ta spend ti-time in th-tha kitchen ya ex-expect caffeine from me too?"

[tatteredxwings]

An eyebrow twitched in annoyance. "I'm not making a corvid call for your amusement. I will hiss all I want." Peeking her head out from under the coat again, she narrowed her eyes at Sara before saying, "Well, then I guess we're going to have to change that, aren't we?" True, her sister has changed drastically. Way too drastically for her liking. With all that time gone, why not try and make up for it now? She cracked a wry grin and nodded. "But, you're the pastry master and all that jazz.  Coffee and tea makes great companions to pastries and sweets, no?"

[thatbitch-siren-blog]

Siren||Vi - Push. Pull. Repeat.

[thatbitch-siren-blog]

A brow lightly perks in witnessing an almost slip-up. No doubt both of them had placed themselves in a vulnerable position. Siren being one to show weakness in requesting aid and Violet being one to show care by actually excepting. It was that acknowledgement that kept her lips sealed and from any smartass comments being made. She takes in a deep breath, narrowing her eyes in thought before speaking out, “It’s a long drive there. I’d rather sit and chat about it in the car.” Though, even in stating her mind, Siren moves over to dining table with a huff. “But something tells me you’re not getting anywhere near my jeep until we’ve discussed it three times over.” Her hand motions to the chair in front of her. “So, sit the fuck down and let’s get this over with. The sooner we get there, the better. Now, I already know were this bastard lives. So, what the fuck else do you need to know before we go on our little road trip?”

[tatteredxwings]

The vampire let out a long-winded sigh. This was going to be more work than she real wanted. "So eager you are. I can commend that. But-" Now to play her cards right. She didn't want to be too offensive. "-We're doing this my way.You lost your stuff and I've offered to help get it back. An infiltration does not involve kicking down any doors and playing shoot-them-up.  That gets you killed." Glancing over her shoulder for a moment, she sighed again before turning around fully and walking deeper into the chateau. "Come with me, Siren. I believe now is a good time to let you in on a little secret of mine." Little secret? 'Little' was a laughable term to use. Stopping for a moment, she turned around, a dark look on her face. "But, I swear to you that you tell anyone of this...I will not hesitate to put you down." With that, she wordlessly turned back around and continued to walk.