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Kaylee Bryant and Daniel Sharman Crackship Request for gbuelvasv-blog!
“Alright, i’m going to help you get one,” he said, looking down at the young child that was being taken for a spin by the game that had a gold fish for the price. He picked up the small dart that he was meant to aim in a circle on the back board and lined it up, throwing the dart, and when it started to miss he gave his hand a little flick to send the dart into place with his magic. The guy behind handing over the small fish in a bag and Kaleb gave it to the kid. “Now you better go find your parents,” he said with a chuckle on his lips before turning to look up at someone that was looking his way, tilting his eye brow at them in case they had seen what he did. “Pretty good, ha?”
DANIEL SHARMAN? ISAAC LAHEY, the 27 year old WEREWOLF, who’s been known to be +LOYAL & +FUNNY but also -SCARED & -VIOLENT. They’re now a prisoner in this accursed town, but how will everyone react when they find out about THE FACT THAT HE CAME TO TOWN WHEN A PARENT WITH A STUDENT AT THE SALVATORE SCHOOL, CAME TO HIM ABOUT THEIR CHILD’S DISAPPEARANCE? (CJ, HER/SHE/ 26/ AEST)
millaxwestphall:
“I will make it so!” Milla said, her eyes shining a brilliant gold, a result of her anger. How could her brother not see that she could fix this? She could take back the city that could’ve been their home. “I will wash away the stain of his blood with the blood of a thousand vampires if I have to,” she said, clenching her fists. “Don’t you dare,” she growled, slamming one hand down on the bar. “They are my family. You are my family. That will never change. But that also doesn’t mean I will abandon my birth mother. I can use all the family I can get now, and I will do whatever I can to ensure I don’t lose anymore.”
He looked at her for a moment when her eyes went gold before he just frowned. “No, you won’t,” he said sighing when she snapped at him. He turned around to look at her. “All you will do is add more blood, that’s why our parents never wanted us to live there. Never wanted any of that drama in our lives. Because you don’t wipe away blood with more blood, you just add to the pain.” He picked up a glass and turned it over in his hands to wash it. “You want help with that woman when all this is over, when we have Jasper back. Then fine. I’m pretty sure if i can get enough magic to being the dead back, i can break a curse. But murdering everyone, that’s not going to make anyone better. All you are going to do is loose yourself. And probably the rest of us.”
xrecklessimpluse:
sebastian was a fast learner but the vampire did find some things to be odd . like the man's clothes and how blood was being donated . “ and what is it that you’re doing here ? “ he questioned .
“While i love bonding with strangers that i dig up from the ground,” he said lightly. “This is for me to know. And I would prefer no one else in my business. At least till i get drunk with them,” he joked. He knew others would be like and his leap of faith with Amara seemed to be working, though he figured Amara might be able to get him to forget if it turned out this guy was a problem. “I think you are going to need new clothes,” he said, turning to gather his things before turning back towards his house. “Come on.”
millaxwestphall:
“I can handle the witches,” Milla said sternly, squaring her shoulders. “Once the vampires are gone, New Orleans can change,” she said, determined. “Well, I am going back. My birth mother is a crescent wolf, Kaleb. I will find her. After I kill anyone who stands in my way.”
“That’s the biggest lie anyone has ever said,” he said. “No, it’s never going to be good, Amelia,” he said, using her full name instead of her nickname. “That is where our brother was killed. Murdered. I don’t care if you drove everyone out and started over, that stain will never be over.” He would never trust that place. Was it possible to feel more heart break than he was already at her words. Focusing on the rage at her foolish revenge and their family not being enough, over anything else. “Well good to know with are both disrespecting everything our parents taught us,” he said darkly, turning away from her pretending to do literally anything else behind him. “Though i guess if you are looking for your birth family, what they think doesn’t really matter, does it?”
xrecklessimpluse:
it was strange hearing the witch talk about having more blood at his home . “ there are more bodies i can drink from ? “ his brows rose , assuming that’s what the witch meant . sharp blue eyes looked at the man's clothes before reviewing his own . “ too long . “ he answered vaguely . “ i was dessicated by a witch who was trying to protect me .” he answered truthfully . “ but she was killed before she could undo the spell . ” he was sure the witch wanted more information about his past but that wasn’t something he wanted to get into .
“No,” Kaleb said. “No, I live with another that needs to feel on blood. We have some-” he looked over his clothes. Yeah, he wasn’t going to know what a fridge was. “You can’t drink people here. Unless you want to end up dead. People donate now, for medical practices. We use that blood. No one gets hurt. Though you might have something in common with her. She was asleep for about 2000 years.” Though the seeing the dead would always just be an amara thing. “Don’t call attention to this place, I have things i need to do. I don’t need hunters or other witches turning up trying to get in the way.”
millaxwestphall:
Milla shook her head, letting out a sigh as she tapped her nails along the bar. “I know I’m not staying around here,” she said. “New Orleans will be safe, once I do what I’m here to do, we won’t have to worry about vampires ever again.”
Kaleb laughed. “And what about witches? They almost killed our sister. Or the earth quake that killed Mom and dad? You can’t stop death. It happens everywhere.” He wasn’t going to live in that loss forever. “Maybe not here. But it won’t be there. I was honest when i said why i was leaving. Our parents never wanted us in that city because of the danger. I’m not going back. Even when this is done.”
xrecklessimpluse:
the blood was a life source . sebastian could feel the drops of blood fall between his lips . it had provided him with a sweet savory taste that he had ached for . as he felt his strength in his arms and legs again sebastian moved quickly. large hands grabbed at the man wrist and bit into his flesh to access more of the sweet liquid . sebastian felt the blood fall wildly into his mouth and down his throat . sebastian thirst made him want to bit into the man's throat and tear him from limb to limb , but that was just his hungry talking . the vile and cruel thoughts he was having forced sebastian to use his speed to get up and generate some distance between the young man and himself . “ thanks for the blood , it was much obliged . “ he breathed . his eyes were red , while the veins moved wildly near his eyes . “ i am in your debt . “ he spoke . “ and a pirate always pays his debt . “
Kaleb watched the other for a moment. He wasn’t sure how long he had been down there but he knew how much Amara had needed to feel better. It was more than Kaleb could give. “I have a little more back at the house, but it isn’t much,” he said. He watched the other for a little long to be sure he was in control before turning, sure the distance the man had made between them meant he was at least trying not to kill Kaleb. He grabbed a cloth and wrap it around his hand, to stop his own bleeding. Not that it was the first time he had bled for someone. “How long,” he asked, looking to the grave. Though pirate kind of answered that question.
millaxwestphall:
Milla had been watching him talking to the other customers, a smile playing on her lips as she watched her brother. “Well, well, brother, look at you getting all cozy in this town,” she said, cocking her head to the side. “I thought we were going to be in-and-out, once we finish what we came here to do.”
“And where are we going to go,” he asked back. “You want to do this and then head back to new orleans just to get him killed all over again? I don’t see anything against staying here after we are done, plus it’s going to take time to learn this new kind of magic without loosing ourselves..”
strfade:
❝ i come from a long line of addicts. having fun and letting loose usually leads to disastrous results. besides, i got into some trouble a few years back when i decided to not care and people got hurt. not something i wanna repeat. ❞ she said. ❝ nice to meet you, kaleb. i actually have two friends with that name. ❞ she laughed. ❝ got a last name, or should i just call you the other kaleb? ❞
“There is a big difference between being a dangerous addict and just.. forgetting your responsibilities for the afternoon and have some fun. But-” he shrugged. It wasn’t really his place to tell her what she did. Just seemed sad. He knew what that look, looked like in someone else’s eyes given he saw it in his. “Kaleb is fine, given i’m the only one here,” he said. “But it’s Westphall. If you must know.”
diarylegacy:
stefanie was more of a home cook but today she felt like getting out and the grill was the town’s go-to location for food. she wasn’t much of a drinker but when she spotted kaleb she made her way to the bar anyway. “you’re everywhere, aren’t you?” she responded with a grin. “i’ll have a glass of iced tea and whatever you’d recommend as a meal.”
“Well i’m working here now, so pretty sure you are always going to find me here,” he chuckled. “The burger is pretty good, though i did make those muffins. So, that are pretty awesome,” he said, turning to get her an ice tea.
@westphallwitxh: 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 & 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚋 » what lies beneath
sebastian had been dessicarrated in a wooden coffin for over five centuries . so when he had finally had a taste of blood that slipped through the cracks of the wooden planks he felt a change within him , finding himself to present in his own body . with his vampire hearing he was able to listens attentively as he heard a young men chant words . a witch no doubt . regardless of his awareness he found himself paralyzed . the blood in his body had dried up to the point where it felt like his blood was replaced by tiny cactus spines . his bones were stiffen while his whole body drowned in pain . nevertheless his mind was able to access the man nearby . a vision of himself lead the man to place he had been held captive . sebastian spoke a few simply words in hopes that he would be set free . “ i know how this may seem but i promise you i’m a good man . “ blue eyes observed the stranger with a calculated indifference . “ and if you set me free i will owe a great deal to you .”
Kaleb wasn’t a fool. He was more than sure there was a good reason that his vampire was were he was, but he was also not the witches and vampires of new orleans. He knew about their prison garden for vampires, that was not for him. The expression magic in his veins made it easy to dig up the body and open it. He took a knife to his wrist and held it over the vampire’s mouth till he watched the form slowly start to wake. “Guess we will see if you are a vampire of your mouth.”
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“I knew that what was left of me would always love you, but never in quite the same way.”
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