Valencia Bellefry

Witch ;; 25 years old. DISCLAIMER: I am NOT Penelope Mitchell, nor am I in any way affiliated with her. This is a closed RP blog.

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Seven Devils || Valencia & Lucian [feat Eve] (closed)

"Take me down to the levy, take me down to the stream, take me down to the water. We're gonna wash our souls clean," Valencia sang to herself as she sauntered (yes, sauntered) down the street. She didn't have to be wearing a sexy dress or heels or any of that stuff to feel sexy. Valencia was well aware of the fact that she had a natural sex appeal, and that even in her jeans and leather jacket, she was just as sexy as a Victoria's Secret model.

She was on a mission, and with all of her extra senses, it wasn't all too difficult to accomplish. She'd sensed Luke as soon as she'd come to town, but she'd done her best to keep herself concealed from him until she was ready to see him. Something about Lucian Vranian put her slightly off kilter. And as Valencia was always in danger from vampires, it was never a good idea for her to be off kilter. She had to be ready to protect herself at all times.

This meant that getting both Brant and Nora to allow her to go to meet him alone was a task all in itself. Nora being the particularly difficult one. Brant was tough, sure. But he also trusted Val's judgement. Whereas Nora was sworn to always be at Val's side. But somehow or other, she'd convinced Nora that Luke would never hurt her and that she didn't need to worry. 

So, as she hummed her way up to Luke's front door, she could feel and almost see both of the vampires in the home finally becoming aware of her presence. But just as Eve had been about to rush the door, Val raised a hand and it swung open on it's own. Wind brushed Val's blonde curls back over her shoulders as she gazed into the dark eyes of a fanged-out Eve. "Oh, calm down," Val rolled her eyes to the brunette before stepping across the threshold and into the house, walking towards where she sensed Luke.

She stopped once he came into view and gazed evenly at him. It had been a few years since she'd seen this pair of vampires, and seeing Luke brought back all the strange sensations in her brain and her chest.

"Lucian," Eve purred near Valencia's ear, "Remind me why we don't eat this one?" Eve's green eyes turned to her Maker as she smiled a bit, fangs still bared, "I forget how hypnotizing she smells."

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I have fallen so many times for the devil's sweet, cunning rhymes. And this old world has brought me pain, but there's hope for me again. Well, won't you take me down to the levy, take me down to the stream. Take me down to the water, we're gonna wash our souls clean. Take me down to the river, take me down to the lake. Yes, we'll all go together, we're gonna do it for the good lord's sake.

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Never Die | Allyson & Valencia

[allysonbellefry]

The lights might have been literally shocking, but the thing that impacted Allyson the most was the appearance of her long-lost cousin.  Staring in wide-eyed amazement, her mouth turned dry, her tongue forgetting every word it had ever learned to shape, save one.  “Val?”  Pulling her shoulders tight, Allyson watched as her cousin purposefully raised her hands.  Light seemed to ring the witch in a shimmering corona, and Allyson felt cold.

At the sound of her cousin’s voice, Allyson shook her head.  “Neither,” she responded, abandoning her search for her keys as, knowing her cousin’s Bellefry training as well as she did, she realized the house was already open.  “Why don’t you come inside, where it’s warm?”  Allyson tried to smile.  “There’s alot to discuss.”

Truth be told, Allyson hardly even knew where to start.  Her cousin had, at one time, been her best friend, but Allyson had ruined that with her own weakness.  Allyson would have understood if Val couldn’t forgive her: if their roles were reversed, Allyson couldn’t say what she would have done.

Pushing open the door, Allyson walked inside and held it open for Val, only to shut it behind her.  “That was an impressive display of power,” she said, before turning to face Val.  “I have to ask.  Are you here for revenge?”  Allyson didn’t really believe in dancing around things.  If Val was holding a grudge, well, Allyson had earned that ill-will.  That being said, she hoped things could be fixed between them.  “I, uh, I guess you heard about my mom, dad, and sister?  I’m all that’s left of the people who pushed you out.”  But Allyson had never meant for that to happen.  Yes, she wanted to shut out the witch part, to pretend that problem didn’t exist, but she had never wanted to loose Val, herself…the problem was that she couldn’t have it both ways.

Tossing her purse on the counter, Allyson walked into the next room and pulled the window closed.  “You need a place to stay?” she inquired.  “I’ve grown roots, you see.”  Turning back to the other blond, Allyson formed a half-hearted smile.  “And…I’m not a Hunter anymore, Val.  That life…I thought it was for me, but I realized I’d just been backed into a corner.  I don’t think I was ever really cut out for that.  I’m sorry it took me too long to realize it…I wish I’d gone with you.  Val, I want to start over, I want to be family to you, no take backs, no doubts.  I-I hope you’ll give me another chance.  You always deserved more.  We’re all the family we have left.”

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Val sauntered into Allyson's house as if she owned the place. She went straight to the couch and spun around dropping onto it and crossing her long legs. She pursed her perfectly plump lips as she gazed at her cousin. "Allyson, if I were her for revenge, I would have already begun," she told her simply, "After all, isn't that what we were trained for? To find the best path of attack and take it quickly?" Val threw one arm back on the top of the couch as her eyes glanced down at a magazine that sat on the coffee table in front of her. Her fingers drummed the air and the magazine lifted, floating open just above Valencia's lap as she dully glanced at the pages. "I might not be a hunter anymore, but I certainly still remember the lessons taught to me," she said before letting the magazine fall closed in her lap.

Her eyes turned up to meet Allyson's though, as she confessed that she was no longer a hunter. This, out of everything, was what shocked the curly-headed blonde. "You're not a hunter?" she asked, obviously in disbelief, "So... What do you do? Like... sit around?" She then picked up the magazine and laughed lightly, "Read magazines all day?" It was baffling to the witch to try and imagine her cousin doing anything but hunting. Suddenly Val couldn't wait to tell Nora about this.

"So I guess I don't have to worry about bringing you around my house now," she said with a chuckle, "Because, I couldn't see you and Brant getting along too well if you were still a hunter; though I suppose Nora would have stopped you..." She pondered on this thought for a moment longer before giggling and standing from the couch before walking over and placing her hands on her cousin's shoulders, "Everyone deserves a second chance, darling. And if you want one, then you shall have one."

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Holy water cannot help you now; thousand armies couldn't keep me out. I don't want your money, I don't want your crown. See I've come to burn your kingdom down. Holy water cannot help you now, see I've come to burn your kingdom down. And no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out. I'm gonna raise the stakes, I'm gonna smoke you out.

And now all your love will be exorcised, and we will find you saints to be canonized. And it's an even song, it's a melody, it's a battle cry, it's a symphony.

They can keep me out til I tear the walls, til I save your heart and to take your soul. For what has been done cannot be undone in the evil's heart, in the evil's soul.

Seven devils all around me! Seven devils in my house! See they were there when I woke up this morning. I'll be dead before the day is done. Seven devils all around you, Seven devils in your house. See I was dead when I woke up this morning. I'll be dead before the day is done.

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Family Matters | Valencia & Nora

For the past three centuries Nora had never really had a home. Yes, she had a family which made up for it but settling in one place for too long had never been the Bellefrys style. Apparently that was just the glorified life of a hunter. For the the most part Nora had adapted quickly to the hectic lifestyle…but things were different now. She wasn’t with her family anymore. She wasn’t under their control.

Not entirely, anyway.

Valencia Bellefry was going to be the death of her. From the moment Nora had laid eyes on the curly headed toddler, barely a year old, she knew she was a goner. There was something about Val that made Nora feel…well, feelings. Yes, Nora cared about the Bellefrys; hell, she had spent the past three centuries looking out for them but Val was different. Val had always been the exception. Which is why Nora had gone against her families orders, after everything they’d done for her, and took off with Val. The plan was to find Allyson, which they had. Thankfully.

But what now?

Not long after the sun went down Nora made her way into Valencia’s house, thankful to find the blonde sitting comfortably with what the vampire assumed was a spell book in her lap. Closing the door securely behind her, Nora made her way over towards the blonde and took a seat on one of the couches opposite of her. It wasn’t like brunette to sulk but…well, stranger things have happened. “How much longer are we going to stay here?” she found herself asking, her blue eyes full of, dare she say it, hope, as she looked at Val.

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"Dammit!" Valencia cried out. She'd been trying a new spell for nearly two hours, but to no avail. Low drum melodies played quietly in the background of the dark room in which she sat, surrounded mostly by candles. Her head turned sharply as she felt Nora pass over her barrier and then came through the door. The wind of Nora's pace of movement brushed the mop of curls on Val's head back over her shoulder, the candle's flames flickered sideways and then struggled back upwards. She could feel each of the flames, could feel them starving the room of it's oxygen in order to keep living. How alike flames were to humans.

Val was pulled from her reverie by Nora's voice and the witch's eyes landed on one of her two favorite brunette companions. Brant was, unfortunately, out for the evening - something about finding a girl to spend his night with. Val did her best not to be offended, but she knew even her very cherished vampires needed time without her.

"Nora," Val said softly, standing from her place on the floor and walking over to the couch that she now occupied. Dropping down beside her, Val reached out and took hold of her hand, "I..." She didn't even know where to start, but she supposed the best place was, "I can't leave yet." But, she knew that Nora wasn't going to like the reason. In fact, Nora was going to hate the reason. "There's a war brewing here. Between Vampires and Werewolves. I know you're about to yell at me - or more likely just treat me to that insufferable silence you're so good at - but I am the most valuable weapon either side could have. I know you think that means I should run for the hills since it might put me in danger. But with you and Brant in combination with my own power, we could win the damn war ourselves if we wanted."

Val glanced around them, as if she were looking at the house; but with her senses and ability to feel nature and even the wind outside, she was looking at this town. She could see it all in one glance, see where each breathing creature was, and feel those people as the early January wind wrapped around them. "I have to stay. I have a foot in both sides of this war. And I have to stay and make sure that those I love don't come to harm," she said, her eyes returning to Nora, "And that means Allyson, too. She's a hunter, true, but she's going to need our help, too."

Val followed this with that tender, almost childlike, smile of hers (the one she used to win Nora over about 85% of the time), "Please, stay."

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So you wanna play with magic? Boy, you should know what you're falling for. Baby do you dare to do this? Cause I’m coming at you like a dark horse. Are you ready for, ready for a perfect storm, perfect storm? Cause once you’re mine, once you’re mine there’s no going back.

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Devil & Me || Valencia & Dean (closed)

Valencia was beyond frustrated. In two days, more than half her "coven" had deserted her and decided to go back home. How could they? After all that she'd done for them? Almost every single one of them were with her for a reason; she'd pulled them out of some dark time in their life, or helped a family member of theirs. For them to just up and desert her was like a slap in the face. One she didn't appreciate. She was most unsettled by her vampires leaving her. Sure, she could protect herself. But she enjoyed the company of vampires; and the protection they brought.

So, this was how Valencia found herself at Fangtopia. Dressed in a dress as red as the blood that pulsed through her veins and a pair of black heels, she looked like what vampires so affectionately called "Fang Bait". To further this, as she entered the bar, every vampire eye in the place turned to her. Her blood was the most desirable in this place. It pulsated with magic; it smelled and tasted sweeter than any other, and it was a draw to vampires like a flame to moths. 

Her eyes scanned around her. She was here on a good night. There were plenty of attractive vampires around. But her eyes landed on a particularly interesting and handsome men in the place, who was seated in a couch across the bar from her. The way he sat, the leisure in his manner. She liked him already. That trademark grin came to her lips and she walked towards him. The crowds parted like the red sea around her. She stopped as she stood before him.

"Can I join you, handsome?"

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New Puppy || Valencia & Toby (closed)

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Toby wasn't exactly proud of the pull this girl seemed to have on him. Scratch that -- he wasn't proud at all. Still, he was a Belfront and an idiot and he was more than a little interested in what Val had to say or do that pertained to him, and while none of these were any excuse at all...

Toby exhaled softly through his nose, trying to remain composed as though she wasn't getting to him. She definitely was. "Sure, I'll grab a drink. Just let me..." His eyes moved back around, his words lost on his lips. He didn't need to clean now.

"Nevermind," he shook his head, the space around him serving as a reminder that he should not have been going to grab a drink with her, nor talking to her, nor even being in the same space as her. Still, there was something that seemed to pull him to her. Toby's eyes narrowed in confusion for a moment, as though debating with himself over something he had yet to determine.

Then again, let's face it -- the only good things that came from Toby's gut intuition was knocking Brett up on the first go round and trying out for pee wee football in the second grade. As long as he didn't end up in jail he was probably okay, right?

"You lead, I follow," Toby quirked a small grin as she moved about. "You're not gonna fly there, are you?"

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Val was quite satisfied with herself when he agreed to go with her. The prospect of having such a divine looking man like him on her side. Werewolves were such good companions. So loyal. She could only hope that this man would be as good a puppy to her as all her former wolf companions had been. Based on the look of him, he might be even better. Only time would tell she supposed.

She'd been turning to head out of the place when he posed his last question. Turning her head to gaze at him over her shoulder, she pursed her lips playfully before turning to face him fully again. "We can if you'd like, dear," she said, "I've never been one for brooms. Rather uncomfortable to ride. Besides; all that howling wind makes conversation difficult."

She turned and started out of the place, "I'd rather get to know you, Toby." Val didn't stop till she was outside in the cool autumn air. She felt each brush of wind as if it were a hand touching her face. "And this wind is simply divine," she sighed out happily. She turned her eyes to him as he stepped out beside her and locked the door to the building. Without even asking for his permission, she raised a hand with her fingers flayed open and then moved them in a circular motion until all her fingertips were pressed together. Instantly, he was as clean as if he'd taken a full shower.

"Much better," she said, "For the both of us, I presume." She then turned and headed on towards town. Even her walk spoke of seduction. It was obvious that she was a master of pulling people into her web. "So, you're the local in this situation. Where's the best place to get a drink?" she asked him, turning her eyes to meet his as he caught up with her, "I'm fresh to town and have had... Business to attend to. Haven't exactly had time to try out the bar scene."

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I will keep quiet, you won’t even know I’m here. You won’t suspect a thing, you won’t see me in the mirror. But I crept into your heart, you can’t make me disappear. Til I make you. I made myself at home in the cobwebs and the lies. I’m learning all your tricks, I can hurt you from inside. I made myself a promise you would never see me cry. Til I make you.

I will be here when you think you’re all alone. Seeping through the cracks, I’m the poison in your bones. My love is your disease, I won't let it set you free. Til I break you. You’ll never know what hit you. Won’t see me closing in. I’m gonna make you suffer this hell you put me in. I’m underneath your skin. The devil within. You’ll never know what hit you.

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New Puppy || Valencia & Toby (closed)

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It wasn’t just the fact that Toby had surrounded himself with a bunch of smelly werewolves at work all day long — that much he knew. He had caught wind of her scent almost minutes before she had even walked through; a scent he couldn’t quite put a finger on, but a mix of something sweet and tempting and more appetizing than a deer on the full moon. His stomach almost rumbled. Almost.

He hadn’t been expecting anybody small or blonde or confidently attractive, however. Toby’s pencil almost dropped out of his mouth as the girl strolled on through the construction site, her boots clicking softly over the dirty tile as her gaze looked around the unfinished floor. The university had been carefully picking locations around for more convenient apartment buildings for campus kids — not that that was important at the moment. Toby blinked at her words, eyes narrowing momentarily as she spoke, a ghost of a question lingering on his lips. How had she gotten in? Well, granted he was in here but he had asked Caden to lock up behind him for the day while he finished up writing the daily assessment. But then again, Caden probably wasn’t the best person for that job. His next question, easily, was Why? But neither of those questions meant much of anything. Toby’s mouth quirked up into a small, sideways grin as she claimed to be the person for the job — almost laughed, even. Not a second later, his laugh was swallowed by the sheer surprise of the equipment left out for the next day assembled flawlessly around them — never mind the fact that she was apparently a witch. The floor was complete; a half-day job at least finished in seconds flat.  Toby eyed the finished floor in awe before turning to her, almost caught off-guard once more by her proximity, having been so immersed in the magic that he’d dropped the last of his senses down a bucket, it seemed. He quirked a brow down at her before his slack jaw straightened and his lips curved into a smirk. Finally, he spoke. "Toby," he said his first words since her appearance. "Usually this would be the part where I told you that you couldn’t be here with jurisdiction or a hard hat, but something tells me you can handle your own." He folded his arms across his chest before shaking his head, trying to keep some semblance of power in this instance. The girl — woman — Val was a lot, all at one, it was almost overwhelming. “You still shouldn’t be here, though…”

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Val's lips pursed very slightly for a moment before she let her hand drop to her side. So he wouldn't shake hands. Normally men jumped at the chance to touch her; especially supernatural men. Particularly werewolves, for most of them never knew that witches existed. It was an easy mistake. They were, after all, one in a billion. Even thousand year old vampires would only ever have seen a few in their lifetime.

"Well, you've twisted my leg, I'll go get a drink with you," she said, a grin settling on her lips as she stared at him. That would, after all, get her out of where she wasn't supposed to be, right? "My treat, of course," she said as she turned and paced away from him, her long, lean arms swaying at her side. "After all, a hard working man like yourself deserves to be treated," she spoke as she turned to face him, the same entrancing smile on her lips.

"Unless you have somewhere better to be?" she asked him, tilting her head to the side. Her blonde curls fell from her shoulder to sway with her movement. Val was definitely a woman who couldn't stay still for long. Even as she stood and gazed at the werewolf before her, there was a fluidity to her. A slight sway in her stance. A flirtatious waver to her shoulders. She was always full of energies of all different forms. She radiated it. Power pulsed through her veins and grew stronger every day.

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New Puppy || Valencia & Toby (closed)

"No, no, I asked for..." Val let out a long sigh and brushed her golden curls back from her face, "You know what, leave the receipt and the bag in the kitchen and I'll return it tomorrow." The petite brunette's face that stood in front of Valencia became suddenly crestfallen as she turned and headed back out of town and towards the house that Val and some of her closest coven members shared. None of them actually could perform magic on their own - or at least not anything significant. 

Val turned and headed the opposite way, and into town. As she walked alone, she passed by a building under construction. Always being one to appreciate a male form, Val stopped to watch as they finished their work and began to head home. One, however, lingered far past the others. Even from here, Val knew the man was a werewolf. There had been a time in her life where that would have warranted his death; now, it warranted her attention and her desire to possess him.

After all but he had left, she wandered onto the construction site. Her blue eyes gazed around her, wondering what this shell of a building would become. But soon her eyes fell on the man she'd walked over here for. He'd seen, heard, or smelled her approach. She wondered if she smelled as divine to werewolves as she did to vampires. She sort of doubted it held the same allure. Maybe she smelled like cotton candy to him. That would be fun.

"You're the last one here," she said, a long fingered hand pressed to her hip as she leaned and gazed around them, "Guess that means you're farther up the ladder than the others, huh? Gotta make sure all the business is finished for the day." She wandered over to a table where blue prints were laid out. Her eyes took them in and then she smiled that undeniably sexy smirk of hers before turning to face him, "You should hire me. I'd have this up in a day. No, an hour."

She knew he probably found this funny. She probably weighed one hundred pounds soaking wet. And standing here in her boots, jeans, and sweater, she looked anything but handy. "Don't believe me?" she asked before raising a hand and setting everything around them into motion. Boards began to soar, nail guns put them into place. And within only a minute, she'd finished off the last half of the floor they'd been working on.

Dusting her hands together (as if she'd gotten them dirty), she wore a proud smile on her face. "It's just too much fun to show off, sorry," she said before walking over and stopping only a foot short of him. The woman knew how to flirt; and she was going to pull out all her tricks here. "But how rude of me," she said, extending her hand to him in the small space between them. Her blue eyes sparkled with mystery and trouble as she spoke, "I'm Valencia. You can call me Val. What can I call you, handsome?"

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But You're My Devil || Valencia & Luke (closed)

There were few people in this world that Valencia could say she held a true fondness for. Most people she kept around her for a purpose, or for her amusement. She wasn't a cruel person at all; but she knew the meaning of having powerful people in your pocket, even if she refused to be a power in someone's pocket herself. Many had tried to make her one of their weapons. One of the only two that she hadn't nearly killed for doing so was one Luke Vranian.

Val had been roaming around town, simply getting to know the area when she'd spotted him. He'd already been gazing at her when her eyes met his. Whether he'd been long staring at her or if he'd just found her as well, she didn't know. That flirtatious (and slightly happy) smile came to her lips, making the small dimples on her cheeks appear. "Last place I expected to see a man like yourself," she said, knowing he could hear her even from clear across the area.

She started towards him, but within a moment, he was before her, and their blue eyes were locked. Val truly enjoyed this dance of power they played with each other. While Luke was normally one to be angry at anyone who didn't bow to his will, he seemed to enjoy the fact that there was someone like herself to be found. She didn't direct her power at him, though she'd warned him many times she would if he made advances that weren't wanted. But if she were honest, she'd probably give in.

Look at him, who wouldn't?

"Well, I was certain that this was going to be the most boring town I'd ever seen, but now that you're here, it just might be worth it to stay."

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