Can we do the plotty plot? Don't know how you feel about OC's... ~thebigbadpureblood
Sure thing. I’m fine with that :)
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Can we do the plotty plot? Don't know how you feel about OC's... ~thebigbadpureblood
Sure thing. I’m fine with that :)
Before I throw any ideas around, is there anything you're not comfortable with doing?Â
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(This is a side blog so instead of being in shades, I thought I'd just say this here)
Benny had cut through the old community center, trying to avoid the rain on his way home. Of all the days for him to walk to work…His boots made muffled noises against the tiled floors, and rain pattered down against the large plate glass windows to one side of the hall. The place was empty.
As...
Daisy had been looking desperately, trying to find her son. He had wandered off in the forest and she had noticed his hat on the ground by an abandoned building. She picked it up and grasped it, the anxieties of a mother taking over as she walked into the building. "Jasper?" She stopped when she heard music, going towards it in hope. Her hope diminished as she saw it wasn't the boy she was looking for. She watched him, however, still. As he stared at the keys, she spoke. "E-excuse me?"Â
Daisy hadn’t slept much since she gave birth but she couldn’t care less. She smiled as she held the sleeping baby boy in her arms. The sun had begun to come up when the phone began to ring. She frowned slightly as her son stirred, having just put him back to bed. She...
Daisy smiled at his whispering, going to gently place the baby in his crib. She made sure he stayed asleep before going out into the kitchen. "Nah...I was wide awake and I just got him back to sleep. I'm alright though...you?" She asked, tone hushed still but not a full whisper. She had sincerely appreciated his help though all of this, still trying to figure out how she could repay him.Â
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Daisy hadn't slept much since she gave birth but she couldn't care less. She smiled as she held the sleeping baby boy in her arms. The sun had begun to come up when the phone began to rang. She frowned slightly as her son stirred, having just put her back to bed. She stood and answered it, whispering. "Hello?" Luckily, the noise hadn't woken the sleeping bundle.Â
" You look like you were expecting someone else, " The hunter said, her tone almost sarcastic. She didn’t care who...
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Daisy sighed, "lead the way then. I'll tell you if anything comes up..."Â
There was a loud banging on his door at an ungodly hour. Daisy didn't mean to sort of show up at 2am on a rainy morning, thunder and all. She didn't mean to be drenched and shivering on his front porch. She didn't mean to come bother him like this. But she continued to pound on the door. She sucked in a breath and let it go, knowing he was either asleep, not home, or dead. She really hoped he wasn't dead. ~thebigbadpureblood (hello!)
//Hello, my friend. How goes it?//
He wasn’t sleeping. Sleep wasn’t his friend most nights. Really 2A.M. was too early for him to be sleeping. Instead he was in the shower. “Shit!” he said, startled when he heard the pounding on the front door. Clearly it wasn’t a solicitor. Too late (too early?) for that. So it might be important given the urgent way the person was knocking. Within two minutes Nick at least had pants on and a towel around his shoulders. He was working on buttoning up his shirt when he finally answered the door.
He was a little surprised to see Daisy standing there dripping with rainwater. “Oh whoa. Hey. Holy fuck. Come in before you catch yourself a cold.” Way to greet someone smoothly, Nick.
(Eh. Life goes on. But good to hear you’re doing pretty good~)
Daisy took the towel, thanking him silently and drying off a bit. She then heard the question he asked and wondered if it would change his perspective of her. “I’m a careful person…completely careful…I hardly leave my house, actually. One night, I went out to get a drink with a coworker and there was another one like me there…and he took his Alpha status too far and now I’m pregnant and I don’t know what to do…”Â
She held the towel in her hands, playing with a loose string off of it. She said it and so that had to make it even more real…right? “So there.” She  added, “about two months in now..” She said. She had hid under baggy clothes to try and hide it, to run from it, but she wasn’t going to anymore. “I mean, I want a baby. I’ve wanted one for a while…just not like this. People say how others get together and get married and live happily ever after but I never found anyone who was willing to go beyond friends because maybe I’m like a broken toy or something…”Â
Upon hearing what she had to say, he felt fucking angry. Not at her, never at her. What happened hadn’t been Daisy’s fault at all. He wasn’t sure how the Alpha status worked, but the way she’d said it made it sound like he’d more or less forced her to submit to him because he knew he had power over her. And Nick wasn’t okay with a guy who would do that to anyone. Honestly he felt an urge to find that guy and kill him sometime.
Later. For now he forced himself to remain calm. He couldn’t get angry right now. It wouldn’t help anything. But you would not believe how quick he had his arms around her in a hug. He didn’t care at all that she was still soaking wet. “I’m sorry that happened to you,” he said. “I’m so sorry.” He wasn’t sure exactly how she felt about everything, but probably not very good.
"You’re not a broken toy. You may think so, but you’re wrong. You’re a damn good person, Daisy. And should you decide to keep and raise the baby, you’ll be a damn good mother, too. Honestly, people who wouldn’t want a person as good as you have bad taste." He was trying. He wasn’t very good with words in situations like this, but he was trying. "If ever you need help, and it’s within my capability. I will. No hesitation."
Daisy wrapped her arms around him immediately, "Thank you Nick..." She then smiled slightly, "I'm going to keep the baby...I just...wish it was different." She sighed, "but I am happy. I've wanted a child for a while now...and your words...are...thank you. I can't...thank you." She was trying not to cry and was failing miserably at it.Â
There was a loud banging on his door at an ungodly hour. Daisy didn't mean to sort of show up at 2am on a rainy morning, thunder and all. She didn't mean to be drenched and shivering on his front porch. She didn't mean to come bother him like this. But she continued to pound on the door. She sucked in a breath and let it go, knowing he was either asleep, not home, or dead. She really hoped he wasn't dead. ~thebigbadpureblood (hello!)
//Hello, my friend. How goes it?//
He wasn’t sleeping. Sleep wasn’t his friend most nights. Really 2A.M. was too early for him to be sleeping. Instead he was in the shower. “Shit!” he said, startled when he heard the pounding on the front door. Clearly it wasn’t a solicitor. Too late (too early?) for that. So it might be important given the urgent way the person was knocking. Within two minutes Nick at least had pants on and a towel around his shoulders. He was working on buttoning up his shirt when he finally answered the door.
He was a little surprised to see Daisy standing there dripping with rainwater. “Oh whoa. Hey. Holy fuck. Come in before you catch yourself a cold.” Way to greet someone smoothly, Nick.
(It goes…got shin splints…but besides that, it’s pretty good. Yourself?)
Daisy noticed his wet hair and the mess of his shirt as well. “Sorry, didn’t think you’d be awake…actually. Nobody ever is at this hour..unless you’re completely crippled by life.” She then came in and began dripping onto the rug. “I’m sorry. I can clean this up…look at me…wet dog..” She said, muttering the last bit about being a wet dog. “I don’t mean to bother you, Nick…really don’t…but I just sort of needed to not be alone right now…unless you really want to be alone. Then I can find someone else.” Even though there was no one else.Â
//That sounds painful. Hope that goes away soon. I’m doing pretty good, though.//
"Yeah, you’d be surprised the ridiculous hours I’m awake most nights," he wasn’t going to tell her why he was awake so late most nights. Daisy didn’t need to know about the insomnia that he had. She seemed to need him right now. He wasn’t going to bring the mood down if he could help it. He was considerate enough for that.
He shut the door as she stepped inside. “Hey, you’re not being a bother, and don’t worry about the floor. it’s not a problem. It’s just water it’ll dry,” he half shrugged. “I’m more worried about you being all wet like that. Here,” he handed her the towel from around his shoulders. “It’s a little damp, but it’ll do for now.” He didn’t verbally answer that he didn’t mind her being around. Actions spoke louder than words, after all.
"Clearly if you’re having anxiety about being alone, something’s eating at you. So what’s up, sweetheart?"
(Eh. Life goes on. But good to hear you're doing pretty good~)
Daisy took the towel, thanking him silently and drying off a bit. She then heard the question he asked and wondered if it would change his perspective of her. "I'm a careful person...completely careful...I hardly leave my house, actually. One night, I went out to get a drink with a coworker and there was another one like me there...and he took his Alpha status too far and now I'm pregnant and I don't know what to do..."Â
She held the towel in her hands, playing with a loose string off of it. She said it and so that had to make it even more real...right? "So there." She  added, "about two months in now.." She said. She had hid under baggy clothes to try and hide it, to run from it, but she wasn't going to anymore. "I mean, I want a baby. I've wanted one for a while...just not like this. People say how others get together and get married and live happily ever after but I never found anyone who was willing to go beyond friends because maybe I'm like a broken toy or something..."Â
" You look like you were expecting someone else, " The hunter said, her tone almost sarcastic. She didn’t care who this stranger was expecting,...
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"Because you have a better chance of getting out alive with my strong senses. Also, by the time we get out of here, I will make sure we have either parted ways or that you like me enough not to stab me. I have my ways, Charlie. Shall we work on getting this over with, maybe?"
"Just let me die." ~thebigbadpureblood
“No. Don’t you dare say that to me” Perrault said, holding Daisy in his arms, tears lining his eyes.
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(Well hello. I've been busy lately...really crazy so...)
She placed a hand on his cheek, "Hey...no...no tears. I lived my life. I did good...but it isn't meant to be..." She said as she slid her hand down to her stomach. The only area not really sore or damaged. It was beginning to expand slightly from the child inside of her, "you need to save yourself..please Perrault."
"I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay." ~thebigbadpureblood
He sucked in another breath, jaw working as he tried to calm himself, locking eyes with her and nodding jerkily.
(Hi, sorry for the late reply...)
"My name is Daisy...and we're going to get out of this..." She said, keeping her gaze locked with his.Â
There was a loud banging on his door at an ungodly hour. Daisy didn't mean to sort of show up at 2am on a rainy morning, thunder and all. She didn't mean to be drenched and shivering on his front porch. She didn't mean to come bother him like this. But she continued to pound on the door. She sucked in a breath and let it go, knowing he was either asleep, not home, or dead. She really hoped he wasn't dead. ~thebigbadpureblood (hello!)
//Hello, my friend. How goes it?//
He wasn’t sleeping. Sleep wasn’t his friend most nights. Really 2A.M. was too early for him to be sleeping. Instead he was in the shower. “Shit!” he said, startled when he heard the pounding on the front door. Clearly it wasn’t a solicitor. Too late (too early?) for that. So it might be important given the urgent way the person was knocking. Within two minutes Nick at least had pants on and a towel around his shoulders. He was working on buttoning up his shirt when he finally answered the door.
He was a little surprised to see Daisy standing there dripping with rainwater. “Oh whoa. Hey. Holy fuck. Come in before you catch yourself a cold.” Way to greet someone smoothly, Nick.
(It goes...got shin splints...but besides that, it's pretty good. Yourself?)
Daisy noticed his wet hair and the mess of his shirt as well. “Sorry, didn’t think you’d be awake…actually. Nobody ever is at this hour..unless you’re completely crippled by life.” She then came in and began dripping onto the rug. “I’m sorry. I can clean this up…look at me…wet dog..” She said, muttering the last bit about being a wet dog. “I don’t mean to bother you, Nick…really don’t…but I just sort of needed to not be alone right now…unless you really want to be alone. Then I can find someone else.” Even though there was no one else.Â
" You look like you were expecting someone else, " The hunter said, her tone almost sarcastic. She didn’t care who this stranger was expecting, she was the one they would...
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"You won't like it if I tell you what I am, Charlie." She said, "but I should anyways. I'm a werewolf. Pure, 100%, second generation werewolf."Â
"Nick? What are you doing here? And how did you get into my house?" Daisy asked. She never left the door unlocked, ever. Windows were shut and locked, he didn't have a key, there was no possible way he got in. She then froze as the possibility came to mind. "Are you who I think you are?" ~thebigbadpureblood
The archangel stares at her ” My name is not Nick.” He sneers slightly “Who are you, little human?” Lucifer watches her for a moment as though she is a mildly interesting television program.Â
"And that’s what we have in common. Nothing to lose, nothing to fear. Well…I have one thing to lose. A human. I’m a pureblood werewolf…who took an oath to never hurt a human even though humans killed my family. It keeps me under the radar and alive. You know who that human is, otherwise you wouldn’t be standing here. I’m a monster, in every way Lucifer. The freak in a sea of people who don’t have to worry about snapping and eating their neighbors hearts or attacking coworkers with fangs and claws, at least. You think you’re the only one with a sad story? You’re not. And Nick won’t let you kill me. I know he’s in there…he’s weak but I still know he’s in there with you and you can bet your pretty little ass that I’m going to want him back at some point."Â
"I have no intention of killing you, not yet. Werewolves are different from humans- they’re a little closer to us greater beings." He grins "You can do so much more than simply rip out hearts. I can teach you things that won’t make you a monster. Of course, I’ll want something in return." He scoffs at the mention of Nick "Nick doesn’t exist anymore. He’s, gone. Nick doesn’t want me to go. I’ve made him better, stronger, smarter, faster. He’s not a failure of a human anymore. Nick is erased. I am Lucifer and I’m not going anywhere.”
"I've made my peace with the beast I am." She said before walking over to him. She placed her hand on his chest and locked eyes with him. "Nick will always exist...he was a soul, a soul burning brighter than the rest because he knew what it was like to burn away from past mistakes." She pulled away then. "But you are too bright...too hot...too powerful. Why did he do it...? Why did he say yes?" She wanted to, no..she needed to know. Nick saved her life, why couldn't she save his? "I'm not a great being...and I never will be. I've fallen from my higher place and I will stay down here with the rest, as I should." She then took a few steps back, hand on her stomach. "When you kill me...leave this be...I don't know boy or girl yet...but they deserve a life of their own...you will kill me because I am no use to you and I've denied your request to give me power. Isn't that how this works? But this...this child needs to happen. Have you ever wanted something so bad that you'd do anything to get it? I've tried reviving my name...and now I can. That's all I want in this world...I was going to ask for his help. Because we've been good friends...even though it isn't his child...but you...you had to come along, didn't you?" She sighedÂ
" You look like you were expecting someone else, " The hunter said, her tone almost sarcastic. She didn’t care who this stranger was expecting, she was the one they would have to deal with.
"Yeah....
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"I just saved your life." She said, "these vampires are ruthless and will attack without even giving you a chance to beg. You can trust me on that. And my name is Daisy...we need to head north."Â