"I'm wild by blood, and I'll never be tamed."

Nayeli Beauchene --  Blood werewolf | 44 years young | Mistress of -------.

[wxld-bloodx]

The Goodbye.

   It had been a difficult choice to make, really. She didn’t know if Nahuel would want to go, she wasn’t entirely sure if SHE wanted to go. In the end, she knew that this would be for the best for BOTH of them. Nayeli had sat him down, spoken to Nahuel and told him her plans... She wanted him to be free. But she wanted to be with him.

   The biggest part of it all was getting the hotel taken care of. There had been a couple of commitment stays that she waited out, and then it stopped accepting reservations all together. Nayeli allowed Nahuel to leave first after saying his goodbyes, and she stayed behind to facilitate the actual move and say her own farewells. A part of her wondered, stemmed from distrust from a past male, if he would still be there when she made it, or if he would take the opportunity and run... She shook the thoughts from her head. He would be there. She trusted him.

   Finally, the last of the boxes from the main house is loaded up into a car and she gave a final look at the estate that had been a home for the past year. As a sucker for mementos, it would take her a while to sell the property. Flicking the sunglasses from her head and onto her face, she got into the car to go to the airport.

*-*-*-*-   FRANCE. *-*-*-*

   The plane landed the next morning, and Nayeli stepped out into the open air. France, a place of familiarity for her. Her second home, though she had a taste for traveling and showing Nahuel as much of the world as she could. As the men unloaded her possessions and put them into a moving truck, she sat in the back of a sleek, black car and it took off down the street.

   No text or call had been sent, partly for the fun element of surprise. After all, she was a day early. But she knew where to find him. This was the best little cafe in town. There was a click of heels before tanned arms draped over his shoulders, and her chocolate brown hair spilled over his shoulder. “Nahuel,” her voice practically a purr as she lowered her lips to his ear, “Maintenant nous pouvons vivre.”

[wxld-bloodx]

vampiressxmarie:

“Oh. That’s a very strong scent coming from it. Does it always smell so..bad in there?”

“Mm.” That was difficult to answer. “Normally there’s a bad smell, there’s no way around that. Hot or warm days are worse, and if the guards are on a warpath, it’s worse. Some will revoke shower privileges.”

[wxld-bloodx]

goforcalcb:

“gasp, how did you know that? are you psychic?“

“Not quite, Sorcerer Smartass..” She held up a folder, “Incoming file.” Nayeli didn’t let him read it of course. It was quickly tucked back with the others and put into the bag at her side.

[luna--sterling]

Cross Cutting ||

[wxld-bloodx]

luna--sterling:

“Because leaving stay barbed wire in the Chateau halls is a good idea…” she scoffed sarcastically, holding up the weapon and catching sight of the bloody bits of flesh caught on the knots and edges.

“I’ll be sure to pass that along to the Deputy Warden,, thanks Lun.” The Mistress took the wire, giving it a good look-over. It wasn’t really any of her business honestly, but it was better than blindly leaving it to remain in the possession of a slave.

[the-fault-in-estella]

Forgetful - open

[wxld-bloodx]

the-fault-in-estella:

“I was sure it was in here somewhere…” She looked up at the person checking her out of the store and said apologetically, “I’m so sorry, I seem to have forgotten my wallet at home…” 

Nayeli wasn’t really one to always get into the business of others, but she slid her card across the counter. “Put it with mine.” The clerk stared at her blankly before another look from Nayeli lit a fire under his ass and he continued.

[wxld-bloodx]

goforcalcb:

“they don’t call me captain optimism for nothing. just trying to stay productive.”

“So I see. Caleb, right?”

[faye-karlsson-blog]

Denial ~ Open

[wxld-bloodx]

faye-karlsson:

Faye had heard that voice a couple times. Her face screwed together and she took a deep breath, exhaling, before looking towards the mistress. “Nothing.” It was nothing. She should learn to keep her thoughts inside of her head. That was part of survival in a place like this. It crippled the very soul of anyone. “It really is nothing.” She added. 

“If it’s really nothing, Faye, I do have to recommend that you keep empty comments to yourself. You know how things like that run in this place. You don’t give the right answer and someone gets mad...” Not to mention she was human, she wouldn’t heal.

[wxld-bloodx]

effy-fontaine:

“Good to hear. Well I’ve been better, things with the girls have been..hellish to say the least.” 

Nayeli smiled. “There are three strong personalities in that house and all of you are women. Certainly sounds like well baked hell to me. I’m always here if you need me to take a bite.”

[wxld-bloodx]

vampiressxmarie:

Marie came to a stop when something reached her nose, trailing her gaze around she slightly furrowed her brow. “What’s that smell?”

“Could be a few things. Probably the Chateau, though.”

[wxld-bloodx]

goforcalcb:

“They don’t call me Captain Optimism for nothing. Just trying to stay productive.”

“Cute face like that, I can’t see you staying in here for very long.”

[faye-karlsson-blog]

Denial ~ Open

[wxld-bloodx]

faye-karlsson:

Faye had stopped counting the days she had now been in this dreaded city. It seemed pointless going forward. She had spent so much of her time in denial that it was easier to lose herself into a fantasy. That fantasy always seemed to disappear when she would either be brought back to the Chateau, or be awoken by a guard reminded her of what was required of her. She still held onto the snarky side of her, or at least tried to. She could hear footsteps stop outside of her cell. “You win.” She was exhausted, never looking at who stood there. 

Nayeli had been keeping a low profile since everything. Unlike some, she hadn’t had a miserable experience, but it did have her mind working. What if she did want a child? She had to push those thoughts from her mind, though. They weren’t really the best in a city like this.

She was dropping off  some files when she passed the girl’s cell. Her brows raised and she stopped, “--what?”

[wxld-bloodx]

goforcalcb:

“Well, at least I can work on my reverse tan, anti socialism and fixing this permanent scowl.”

“Look at that. Already looking at the bright side.”

[wxld-bloodx]

effy-fontaine:

“And yet I haven’t seen you, what a shame. I’ve been well, and how about you gorgeous?”

“I’ve been doing rather well. Better now. How about you and your girls?”

[imperatorreyes]

[wxld-bloodx]

imperatorreyes:

If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart.

[brokenxwolf]

Have a stiff one

[wxld-bloodx]

brokenxwolf:

“I was thinking more in case you give birth here, I’m not much of a midwife.” He teased with a smile “France? Never been, looks quite nice though.”

Originally posted by hoechlder

Nayeli raised a brow. “I’d... I’d have to be nine months to be ready to give birth-- are you saying that I already look that fat?”

[wxld-bloodx]

effy-fontaine:

“Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing.” 

“Always around, always around. How have you been?”

[wxld-bloodx]

atownofmonsters:

“Depends on how you look at it.” The dress itself wasn’t hideous. It was more so the color. Then again, maybe his fashion sense differed from everyone else’s. “Does it come in another color?”

“Wine, plum and black are the only three colors, I’m afraid. There is white, but who ever really wears white on a regular basis?”