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MALphelia :: Black Magic of Mullholland Drive
Who: Alex, Marshall, Ophelia, and Harley. What: The boys trying to get their bodies back feat Ophelia and a little bit of Harley later. Where: After the Magic anon 4/19 Notes: Cursing, Anger, Cuteness, Failure.
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thebloodhunter:
“Why does everything you say sound like it should be on a t-shirt at Hot Topic?”
Harley snorted, looking away. “Maybe that’s my side job,” she wriggled her eyebrows.
declanxcaprio:
“I’ll kiss you. Don’t worry, but I don’t think it’s the right moment yet.”
“I can’t wait for the right moment then.”
marshall-chamberlain:
Marshall let out a small laugh as she called herself a cunt. “At least you’re admitting it.” He comments with a small smirk. “Drink up, Harley, you’ll need your strength this week with all those creepy crawlies.”
“Well, I always knew I was a bitch, I guess being jealous makes me slightly more bitchy,” she uttered, looking up to him. Licking her lips. “Yeah, don’t remind me,” she took a drink, drinking the rest of it down. “Thank you,” she ran a hand over her throat before putting the cup in the sink. Slowly moving towards him. Pressing her forehead to his shoulder closing her eyes. “I really am sorry.”
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marshall-chamberlain:
“Momentary would be missing a meal, maybe two.” He says matter-of-factly. “This is..many more.”
“Well, I went weeks before, not eating till I was stark raving mad, so this is momentary,” she hummed at the taste from the mug. “I know-- I’m fine, I don’t plan any lock ins in my room any time soon, I’ll eat normally again. I wasn’t feeling very-- sociable,” she shrugged. Looking too the mug again. Taking another sip. She sighed softly, she sounded much like the child which annoyed him. Biting her lip she looked to him. “I’m sorry I’m a raging cunt.”
thebloodhunter:
“Wow, how edgy of you,” Hunter replied, raising his eyebrows at the blonde.
“The undead life gets boring after awhile,” she shrugged, tapping her fingers on the wall above her head.
declanxcaprio:
“I’m sorry to hear that.” He smiled a little bit, though the smile came off as a smirk. “That’s entirely up to you. But I think we both know.”
She looked back up to him, humming softly as she pursed her lips. “I mean you could kiss like shit, maybe you should give me a little preview for the show to come.”
alexanderxchamberlain:
He gave a laugh, this time it was genuine. “He’s definitely the decent one, but run away if you must.”
She stared at him. “Maybe I’m doing both of you a favor if I do,” she muttered, leaving the room after that, not looking back.
declanxcaprio:
“Then I’m not going to make you share it. Keep it a mystery. They’re more magical.” He chuckled. “By all means, do what you like. But you deserve something more pleasant,” he dragged out the last word slowly. He looked up at her question. “Is that where you see this conversation going?”
“A little too hard there Casanova,” she smirked just a bit. “Do I? Huh, well I mean if you want to show me what you believe I deserve, go for it,” she bit her lip just a bit, tilting her head as she stared at him. “Depends, where do you see it going?”
alexanderxchamberlain:
“I noticed,” he muttered. “Once again, whatever. I couldn’t give two shits about you. I wasn’t messing with your life. I was messing with Marshall’s life. You were incidental.” He snorted. “That’s Marshall. Nah. That’s both of us. Make him jealous then. Maybe not by making out with his fucking brother next time. But I didn’t do jack shit to you except tell Marshall something that I had every right to tell him. On the bright side, you’d be interested to know he admitted you were his pair, even if he refuses to guess you. He knows it’s you.” The anger had boiled out and he was done with the conversation. She could cry and yell and he’d just stand there waiting for it to be over. “Great sob story. Are you done now?”
She rolled her eyes shaking her head. “God, you are so fucking frustrating, incidental or not, you still had no right,“ she crossed her arms just a bit. “I’ve made out with lot’s of brother’s you weren’t special, Marshall on the other hand is and you knew how I felt about him, that’s where you were wrong,” she uttered. Freezing at his words, she licked her lips. “It doesn’t matter now, as you said even if he knows he may not pick me, so you know keep rubbing it in, or you can do us bother a favor and fuck off,” she glared, back at him again. “I’m done with this conversation,” she muttered as she made her way back into the kitchen. “God for a split second, just an inkling in time I though you were the decent brother, but I wonder if there is a decent brother between you two.”
marshall-chamberlain:
Marshall gave her a look and slid the mug towards her with a flick of his wrist. “Drink up.” Was all he said as it stopped just in front of her. “Take care of yourself..”
She nodded, taking the mug. “Thank you,” she uttered, sipping on it again, slowly wrapping both palms around the mug. “I have been for some time, just a momentary lapse in judgement.”
marshall-chamberlain:
He rolled his eyes, ignoring her basically as she did to him to make her own ‘drink’. “Alright then.” Was all he said, sipping his own cup as she’d chugged hers. “Do you want the rest of mine? You clearly need more than a cup..”
Licking her lips she nodded some. “Yes,” she winced, her voice was a bit hoarse. “Please,” she moved to rub her throat just a bit. Turning to face him finally, her fangs catching her lower lip.
alexanderxchamberlain:
Alex’s eyes flashed red in anger. A piece of the counter broke off from him gripping it too hard. “He already hated me. I wanted him to kill me. So you’re saying that your using me was perfectly okay, and my using you was somehow not.” He shook his head. He was smiling through his anger, though it was continuously bubbling up inside him. “Your relationship with my brother is not my fucking responsibility. Your fucking my brother is nothing compared to my long history with my brother. It was my fucking right to tell him whatever I saw fit to tell him. You can whine and cause a hissy fit as if I ruined you. But you ruined yourself. You’re nothing but a child that can’t take responsibility for her own stupid mistakes.” He called back to her. “Nothing changed after eight hundred years, and it sure as hell isn’t now.”
Tears were already threatening to spill as she stared back at him. “Well-- you failed at that,” she muttered. Selfishly she knew maybe they both didn’t have the right to use each other in that way but they allowed it, still she wasn’t happy at all, no because Alex had all the leverage in the matter. He used her to get Marshall to kill him, but he used her in the darkest of light where she thought she would have that moment to talk to Marshall with out outside forces pushing in, twisting it all. Sniffling more, she shook her head, looking away from him, wiping her face. “You just don’t get it, you tampered in my fucking life in a way you weren’t allowed. Next time you want your brother to kill you, don’t use me to make the guy that I love hate me!” She yelled back. “Maybe, you wanted to die, maybe you still do, I fucking get it, I had a plan I was going to die twenty some odd years ago, instead I’m this now. The only thing that really make me happy is your brother and I hate seeing him prance around with every person. That’s his life if I’m not what he wants then so be it, but I don’t like watching every person on this show come in and out of his room, so when you said make him jealous, I thought maybe it would make him finally fucking see me, but I had to tell him, that was mine thing to tell him because whatever you fucking said fucked it all up!” She yelled tears falling down her cheeks. “I know I made a mistake! I told him so my fucking self, I regret even playing your little fucking game, mostly I regret meeting you! I hate that I did it, I hate that I didn’t listen to the gut feeling, mostly I know everything Marshall said was right, but I was too fucking scared and the easiest thing was to listen to you, because I always pick the chicken way out,” She disappeared down into the infirmary, dropping the man off down with the doctor down below. Ignoring his last words, the both knew each other’s faults. He was a dick and she was a brat.
alexanderxchamberlain:
“You’re so fucking full of yourself!” Alex exclaimed. He glared back, stunned. “Because your precious fucking relationship with Marshall is exactly what I sought to sabotage,” he shook his head. “I don’t give a shit how Marshall feels about you. Never did. I didn’t ruin it. You kissed me, remember? If he hates you now because you locked lips with his brother, that’s your own damn fault or Marshall’s, since he chooses to be worked up over stupid shit.” He laughed angrily at her pitiful attempt to demean him. “How giving of you,” he muttered sarcastically. “God, my brother sure knows how to pick ‘em. He chose a bratty child. Amazing.”
Harley laughed again. “No- sweetie no, I wasn’t elaborating to you wanting to destroy anything between Marshall and I, you selfishly did so, not because you wanted to hurt me, or him, you wanted him to hate you, but you didn’t have a right to use me for that, so fuck you, fuck you and your high fucking horse. I was going to tell him! You told me to make him jealous and I fucked up and I did what I thought would, but that was not your right, to blab about making out me, for whatever deep seeded reasons you saw fit. Maybe if you stopped thinking of yourself for once, you would of seen that it wasn’t just him you were hurting but me,” She yelled back. Moving towards the stairs with the man on her shoulder, she climbed down the stairs towards the infirmary. “He knows I’m a brat and child, and I’m working on it, maybe you should work on being less of a dick.”
declanxcaprio:
“You look like you have a story to tell.” He frowned, blue eyes turning darker as he stared into hers. He shook his head, a slight wry smile appearing on his face. “You shouldn’t do that to yourself. It’s a crime to do something so terrible to someone so lovely.” He brought her hand up to his lips. “Beautiful.”
“What if it’s a story I don’t want to share,” her blue eyes finding his, biting her lip as he seemed to want to find out more about her. “Well, I do like the pain,” she smirked just a bit, tilting her head towards him, chewing her lips just a bit. “Thank you thought,” she watched him closely. “Are you trying to get into my pants?” She smirked just a bit more.