tragedy and blood

Vaughn Demetrius Murray. | 19 years of age | Slytherin Alum | Heir to the Murray Fortune | I can help you see the light out of your despair; you tie the rope, I'll kick the fucking chair! I feel the malice in my veins. My heart swells with hatred in your name, When you've got nothing to turn black and blue, You've still got hell to look forward to.

[vicki-two]

[lena-corner]

-pauses for a second, almost hesitant to let her leave, not used to this sort of freedom around him. of course, she’s telling herself that she doesn’t have to be used to anything around him, that it’s her right to still doubt and yet… and yet, telling is not the same thing as understanding, or fully believing. but she backs up, nodding a little- Bye then, Vaughn… 

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-rests his hands on the wheels of his chair. each palm is roughened from the action of wheeling himself around when Anthony is not there to cart him from place to place, and he hates the archaic machine he's been confined to. he smiles at her, though, and nods- Bye, Elena. 

[alienstardust]

Grey Damon | On the set of “American Horror Story: Coven”

[butterflycaps]

[feel-so-close-2you]

[ravenswooddaily]

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-remains still for a long moment, looking back up at her, though his gaze holds no extreme emotions—it’s almost blank, but not quite. if she were to squint, she might think it understanding, especially when he nods- If you have to.

[lena-corner]

-presses her lips together and nods, fighting the peculiar exhausted feeling- I have to. 

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-puts each hand up, a slow show of surrender, that he's letting her have her free will--something he's never done in her presence, always being the looming, deciding factor. he's letting her go- Alright.

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-debates reaching for her hand, allowing his gaze to drop towards one of hers, though he ultimately comes to the decision not to do it, keeping his hands on the arms of his chair. he falls into the same silence, waiting for her to break it- 

[lena-corner]

-bites her lip, pressing her own palms together, wringing her hands- I, um… I should be getting back home. 

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-remains still for a long moment, looking back up at her, though his gaze holds no extreme emotions--it's almost blank, but not quite. if she were to squint, she might think it understanding, especially when he nods- If you have to.

[vaughn-murray-blog]

Does that mean that you’ll be divulging these interesting facts? -is growing a bit bristled, noticeably more irritated than he’d been when their conversation had begun- 

[dani-goyle]

Um… No? Nope, I don’t think so.

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-lifts his brows, seeming almost skeptical of her answer- And why not?

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-his smile falls a bit, and he clears his throat as though he’s mustering up a bit of courage- I will make this up to you, Elena.

[lena-corner]

-nods a little, because there’s a conviction in his tone that she can’t help but start to trust again, and she finds herself believing his words, though staying silent in response to them- 

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-debates reaching for her hand, allowing his gaze to drop towards one of hers, though he ultimately comes to the decision not to do it, keeping his hands on the arms of his chair. he falls into the same silence, waiting for her to break it- 

[dani-goyle]

[vaughn-murray-blog]

Does that mean that you'll be divulging these interesting facts? -is growing a bit bristled, noticeably more irritated than he'd been when their conversation had begun- 

[dani-goyle]

That’s okay. I didn’t expect you to.

[vaughn-murray-blog]

Would you mind enlightening me?

[dani-goyle]

After last year? Everybody knows that.

[vaughn-murray-blog]

I'm not following. 

[dani-goyle]

Yes, well, I already knew that. 

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-tilts his head to the side, lifting his brows- Oh yeah? And why do you know that?

[cyprienne]

Because you were always the popular jock, who got all the chicks, and I was the nerdy girl-next-door who admired you from afar… [sighs, batting her eyelashes at him, not even considering how fucking weird/creepy she sounds.] You never did notice me. 

[vaughn-murray-blog]

-stares up at her from his chair, looking rather... dumbfounded to say the least. he blinks a few times, as though he's not sure if she's being serious or not, or if she's trying to play practical joke on him- Right. Yeah, that's it. Of course. What else would it possibly be.

[cyprienne]

Well… no. My dolphin buddies would’ve killed me. 

[vaughn-murray-blog]

...I think I might know why we never hung out outside of classes.

[dani-goyle]

You don’t honestly believe in love at all, do you?

[vaughn-murray-blog]

Can't say that I do.