Paige Teller

"Why do people love me but hate you?" DEATH RESPONDED - Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth."

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cunningcharlie:

Charlie couldn’t help but smirk at the other woman’s comment. “If you’re so close, how come you’ve got no idea who I am?” Shaking her head, she drew the handgun, comfortably slipping into the role she had played a thousand times. “Now, I know you don’t mean to be inhospitable. After all, kidnapping is a serious crime. Not that you bloodsuckers really pay attention to things like laws. But I’ll have you know, I’ve killed your kind before, I could do it again. And, if your brother shows up, one of you is getting a bullet to the heart. So maybe you should let me leave.” She cocked the gun. “Or we can test vampire speed verse reflex and bullet speed, if you prefer.”

“You come with weapons?” she said, genuinely interested how a woman who had a gun would have issues with men following her, to the point she reaches out to a stranger for assistance.  It was almost comical that the blonde was such a mouse only moments before, looking trapped in a cage and desperate for escape, yet she dropped the facade.  Flight or fight was a curious thing.

“Well color me surprised,” she said, almost mockingly,”  The real question I have... is what my brother could possibly have to do with such a bitchy hunter.  And if it’s something to keep me from killing you here and now.”

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spellbound-titus:

“Well, I’m not making any promises, but I believe there might be a way to be an immortal witch. Or a magic vampire, something similar.” It was actually how he’d stumbled upon the hybrids, working on immortality. The fact they were so malleable was a blessing he didn’t expect. And yet, immortality still evaded him. “I would like to think so. However, currently it’s just a theory.” 

“A theory,” she repeated,” So nothing that’s actually been done, and something that would have a considerable amount of risk if attempted?”  The idea was less appealing knowing the risk, but not something she wouldn’t still consider.  If she was stuck as she was for all eternity, why not have a little magic to play around with? ,”  How would a person know if they have an ability in magic if they’ve never actually had it before?  Wouldn’t there be an issue where, even if you could be both witch and vampire, you may just not have the capacity to use magic while others might.”

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immcrtalbeast:

liam was going to reach for another bottle but then realized that his sister took them from him - so he just sits there staring at the counter with eyes narrowed in suspicion…drunken suspicion but it still counts.

‘ you’re working with a bunch of students who are centuries younger and are much worse than five years drunk on pure sugar candy – you really deserve a little bit of fun and drink. especially drinking but not too much. ‘ he shrugged his shoulders lightly at her little complaint - if there was one thing liam knew is that his sister most likely had more to say but didn’t want to say it. ‘ hmm – well we should go do something fun for a change. we are stuck here for awhile - might as well go have some sibling bonding thing - thing. ‘

She looked at him a moment, unsure why exactly he seemed to be drinking so much lately.  Usually, for humans, it was a sign of something being wrong, and while she knew her brother internalized a lot of things that bothered him, she didn’t know if it would manifest in this way.   They’d both had their spurts of weird behaviour and phases in time, and this could just be that.

“I don’t know that we have the same definition of fun,” she said, a comment that wasn’t a jab, as much an observation that they seemed to be in different parts of their life at the moment,” But we could try to find something, I suppose.”

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immcrtalbeast:

‘ uhm for your information i only get drunk after i’m off the clock. the only time i drink on the clock is when customers asks so - ha ha. ‘ liam stared at his sister for a full minute - they haven’t exchanged this many words in awhile so her asking him up for what’s been doing catches him off guard. ‘ it’s sutton - there’s nothing exciting happening around here other than the witches being creepy and the expired milk of hell being extra creepy. what have you been up to, paige master?’

She glanced down to the bottle in her hand, she had come down here for a drink herself, and with a slight shrug to herself she tipped the bottle to her lips.  Her brother was already drunk, she could spare a few drinks herself.

“Nothing exciting.  School keeps me busy enough.  If I’m not teaching, I’m grading or planning lessons,”  she took another drink.  After a moment she scrunched up her face a little,” You’d think after 300 years I’d have something more interesting to say about how I spend my time.”

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spellbound-titus:

Slightly disappointed that she wasn’t gifted, he leaned in. “But what if there was a way to make it both?” He asked, quietly. Titus didn’t like to speculate, he liked to try things and manipulate situations until he knew for sure it couldn’t be done. He’d been working on a way to be immortal for a while, but so far every witch he’d tried it on had died. Shame. “To be fair, it depends on what ability you’re blessed with as a witch. We have our limits too. And we don’t get forever to figure them out.” 

“How do you mean ‘both’?” she said, looking at him questioningly.  She’d never thought about what it would be like if she could be both witch and undead.  It didn’t seem possible, because she figured she’d have heard of it before if it was,”  Is that actually possible?”

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cunningcharlie:

“I wouldn’t test the theory. Somehow I think we’d both come out seriously injured at the very least in that scenario. So, you admit your brother is far from innocent? Good. Maybe you should ask him just how far.” Charlie spat at the other woman, walking backward toward the door, hand on her weapon. “He might surprise you yet on how much you just don’t know.”

Of course Paige knew her brother was far from innocent.  It sort of came with the territory.... and well... their own history was a bit rocky.  No matter how much she understood what he’d done, it still hurt that he’d done it.  She didn’t need some random stranger telling her what she knew about him.

“I think you underestimate just how close me and my brother are.  I rather like the idea of him coming home and finding you here, given the filth you seem to be spewing, it may do some good to just let the two of you work it out.  It sounds like there’s some unfinished business and he may like having you waiting here to finish it.”

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cunningcharlie:

The other woman was eyeing her like she was a snack. She’d been so pleasant before, it hadn’t been hard to figure out why Liam put her on a pedestal, but now…. Charlie was having trouble resisting the urge to shoot her. She’d probably only wound the vamp, as her hands were unsteady and she had disobeyed rule number one: No emotions. 

She never was good at that one.

“Look, Paige, if you’re under the impression I don’t know what you are, you’re wrong. If you think I’m some defenseless human, you’re also wrong. And, if you’re under the impression your brother is someone innocent, well then you’re delusional as well as wrong.” Sighing, she tightened her grip on the gun. “I would recommend not pushing my buttons.”

“You don’t scare me, and thus far you’ve not said anything surprising.  I don’t care if you know who I am, even if you’re not defenseless I doubt you can do much, and while my brother may not be innocent, I’m sure I know far more about him then you.”   Her eyes narrowed on the blonde,” I don’t know what issue you have with Liam, but you have two options.  Leave my house now, or we can wait here for him to get home.  I figure you’re smart enough to take the first one.  You seem petty enough to make a fuss and have no real reason to back the behavior.”

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collijim:

“I guess you’ll never know.”

“I’m sure I’ll live.  Hopefully, you survive the storm, given your aversion to it.  Don’t melt away or anything.”

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cunningcharlie:

When she paused, that moment of concern written across her eyes curled in Charlie’s gut with the familiarity. How could she have missed it? How did she not see Liam written all over his sister’s face? 

“Yeah. I know you.” She spat out, turning uselessly in circles. Shaking her head, she turned back. “You haven’t figured it out yet, have you? Or did he not tell you about me? I suppose he did always want to protect you from anything and everything that could cause you pain.” The words were bitter, just jealous enough to infuriate Charlie more. “Nothing to disappoint his perfect sister. God, I fucked up so bad.” 

“Great, all good. I should just go. Away. Forever. Tell your brother to go to hell, I’m sure he has directions.” She paused, an awful idea churning in her brain. It was crueler than she’d thought herself capable of, but revenge was a powerful motivator. Liam had taken her sibling. Wasn’t turnabout fair play? Right hand, shaky with nerves and indecision curled around the gun tucked inside her jacket.

Paige frowned at the blonde as she went on, looking a lot like a trapped animal trying to seem more tough than she was.  A familiar tug came at the sight, an easy victim, if she just gave into the more monstrous side of herself.  She looked weak enough to go quickly, if Paige moved fast.  NO.  She had been good as of late, and she wasn’t going back to the sadistic state she was in when first turned.

It appeared this woman wasn’t going to actually do anything to help her, as her tone while speaking seemed to be talking down to Paige.  An anger started to stir as she cursed her brother, familiar instinct and protection stepping in and covering her own irritation at the turn this conversation turned.

“I’d be careful what you say,” she said, taking a step toward her as an act of intimidation,”  You might just hurt yourself if you don’t hold your tongue.”   She watched her closely, openly sizing her up.”

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collijim:

“Your loss.”

“Is it though?”

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immcrtalbeast:

‘ it is too a gooder — a good reason to be drinking. one - that is a rude thing to do paige so do not hide the alcohol. two - i work at a bar as a bartender so i have plentiful access to the booze. ‘ liam sometimes hoped his sister could see through his lies and see that he is far from okay – he’s not okay and he hates himself for not being able to tell her. he’s done enough to her and will not bring up his personal demons.

“I suppose getting shit faced at work would be one way to lose your job,” she said, unphased by his excuses.  Rather than continuing to focus on his intoxication, she figured now was as good a time as any to get caught up,”  What have you been up to lately, anyway?  It’s been a little bit since we’ve had time to talk with each other.  What excitement have you been living as of late?”

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cunningcharlie:

“Yeah, I know who you are. Shit, I should’ve known when I walked in. Your brother, does he live here? Of course he does.” Charlie was rambling, she knew it, but how could she be so blind??? Her hands shook as she stuffed them into pockets and turned toward the door. “Is he coming back?”

The woman’s agitation was obvious now, but that wasn’t what worried Paige.  It was her reaction and apparent knowledge of her family that caused her to pause, smile frozen in place.

“You know me, huh?” she asked, suspicious at what exactly she thought she knew.  Given how scared she seemed by the idea that Liam would be around, she could only assume that he had something to do with this.  She didn’t know why, but this interaction suddenly was rather irritating, likely because she didn’t miss that the woman had not given her a name.

Stepping between her and the door she said,”  Well, as you deduced, he lives here.  I’m sure he’ll be back at some point.  The question is, why does that worry you?”

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cunningcharlie:

There was something on the mantel, a picture frame of two people laughing that drew Charlie’s attention like a magnet. “What’s your brother’s name?” She asked quietly, dropping her hands to her sides and away from the photo. His face was obscured by his hand and her hair, but…. it looked like Liam.

“His name is Liam,” she said with a smile,” And I’m Paige.”  She was oblivious to the woman’s concerns or glance at the picture,”  And you are?”

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shelby-manning:

Shelby was never one to admit to being down or anything but okay, she didn’t want people’s sympathy, she was perfectly fine without it. “My day’s far from over, but that’s fine,” she said with a shrug. “As a college student, I’ve got a lot of responsibilities and I’ve learned to accept that. Really, I’ll get through this day eventually and tomorrow will be fine, too.”

“Well, that is definitely the way to look at it,” Paige agreed,” Taking one day at a time is often helpful.  Before you know it, college will be over and you’ll be out paving your way in the real world.”

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immcrtalbeast:

that was the cue for liam to lie - he has never stated if there was something wrong with him. nor has he told her the two weeks of involuntarily vampire body labor for the hunters. it would change nothing if his little sister knew that he sometimes wasn’t all there mentally, randomly has feral moments and genuinely wishes there was way he could find a way for paige to be cured of her vampirism. so liam did the normal thing – he lied. ‘ the reason is because it’s a weekday – nothing for you to worry about. ‘

Paige rolled her eyes at his excuse,” You realize that that isn’t a reason to be drinking right?  You’ll have to come up with something better than that.  Or I’m going to have to find a place to hide the alcohol.”  She really wasn’t sure that she believed him, but she also couldn’t think of any reason for him to lie to her.  She had to admit they hadn’t done much talking lately, which wasn’t necessarily out of the norm.  300 years of time together had it’s times where they didn’t speak or see each other, she liked to think it helped them keep sane, at least a little bit.

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collijim:

“What more do you want from me?” That could have easily been the end of it, but that wasn’t James. “Give me a list, I’ll provide.”

“Sorry, depressing asshole isn’t on my list of kinks,” she said,” I’m a girl who likes a bit more sunshine in her man.”

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wcrpath:

          not like she had seen anything important. still, she shrugs and indulges the other,           ‘  lock’s all humid and gross, the door doesn’t really lock.  and i have nothing to be ashamed of for hiding  that  much, don’t you agree?  ‘

“It your decision whether to be ashamed or not.  I can’t tell you how to feel about your own body.”