Supernova

Lyra Carmikael Original in every sense of the word Better than you

[x-lyra]

luc-ianx‌:

it seemed to always be like this, that lucian wondered if nothing had changed at all from the amount that he had been away. “blood bags have been compelled dear sister. though i’m sure our brother would be delighted to have them.” he tells her, watching her with weary eyes as she moved for the bottle of whiskey that was on the other side of the room. he stayed seated of course, before nodding his head hearing her words on their brother. “the state of our house is concerning because its clear who made the mess.” he tells her, his voice always soft when he was just merely talking to his siblings. “thank you, lyra. for bringing him home.” he then offers, though he knew that wasn’t what she was asking of him, but he thought to thank her anyway, since it was obvious who found him. “where was he?” he asks, because he had also been looking for cassius, and lucian had no such luck in finding him.

                            Silence fell over the room, save for the sound of her perfectly painted red nails tapping gently upon the side of the crystal glass that the whiskey was slowly being poured into. Silence continued as Lyra took a few moments to savor the taste, her back comfortably turned on Lucian as his words hung in the air as they so often did; they had always been the patient two, sometimes agonizingly so. “There isn’t any need for concern, brother.” now she turns, her icy blue gaze meeting that of Lucian’s soft stare, the one he always wore when speaking to any of them, though it did little to soften her own; nothing rarely did. “In the bloody ocean off of a remote island that had been cloaked for centuries apparently. Someone went to great lengths to ensure he wouldn’t be found and other than the fact that he’s Cassius Carmikael and that should be reason enough, it seems there is more to why this happened than originally thought.”

[guiltyofbeingadwarf]

[x-lyra]

                                                 ( @zxkecallen )

                                ‘Don’t stop on my behalf, love. Quite enjoyed having something to watch after a little midnight snack.” 

[x-lyra]

luc-ianx‌:

“and yet you turn up to tell me that, always.” he says, closing the book he was just flipping through, resting his hands on top of it as he looks to his dear sister. “merely wondering sister what has gone on here. i come home and the house is in a state.” though no one rarely walked in on it, but if they had? by chance? “and what is of our dearest brother? and you dearest sister. what have you been up to?” it seemed even though she didn’t want a committee meeting, he was giving her just that.

                    “Someone has to.” Lyra challenged, though perhaps not in a traditional sense of the word or how it might have appeared to anyone bold enough to be listening in; Lyra had always been the head of her own life, regardless of sibling ties or loyalties. “Cassius happened and surely you have compelled blood bags for such an occasion, hardly seems worth the bloody conversation.” the blonde stated while now standing from the chair she had chosen to sit at before the whisky on the other side of the room called to be poured into a glass and drank. “Out of control, but all that will be sorted soon enough. I’ve been finding our brother, which you already know. Now you can go back to worrying about the state of your home.”

[x-lyra]

x-cassius‌:

                                       ( @x-lyra​ )

                  Shitty, he felt shitty— his brain couldn’t even seem to process any other words which would be able to describe whatever was going on inside of him, Cassius now seemingly fighting himself in order to gain control once more. The control he’d had almost his entire vampire life now stripped from him, making the Original go that much more crazy; he was ready to rip the walls from the manor in order to get the anger that was boiling at the surface out. He was a shell of what he was once was and he honestly didn’t know what to do about it, hence him now screaming out for his twin as he began to pace back and forth uncontrollably. “I can’t—-” No, he could… couldn’t he? “I’ve text Maddox.” He mumbled, sensing his sisters presence without looking up from the wooden floor that was stained with old and fresh blood. “Did you get them?”

                               The manor wasn’t a place Lyra willingly chose to stay at, always opting for her own space rather than the designs of others, perhaps just another facet of the blonde’s controlling nature; something that the twins shared in spades. Control was a priority from the start for the pair of them, maybe for different reasons, one’s that didn’t need to be voiced in the slightest, but control nonetheless and now here Cassius was; utterly without it. The original had only been in the next room speaking with Remi about a plan she had indeed already conjured when his screams rattled the walls, however, Lyra’s body had already begun moving that fraction of a second before hearing her own name in such an unfamiliar tone. “You can.” Lyra stated with conviction, her unfaltering gaze looking at his frantic movements while her ears heard the unsaid words he didn’t need to voice; he needed control, so she would bloody well give it to him. “As have I, he’ll be here shortly, brother. Of course I did, such a silly question, Cassius. Someone covered their tracks, went to a great deal to do it. However, they suffered a fate far worse than that which they gave you.”

[x-lyra]

luc-ianx‌:

@remi–x @x-lyra

“shall we get straight down to business? or should we do the pleasantries first?”

              “Or we could skip the committee meeting altogether, brother, it isn’t really needed. None of them ever are.” 

[x-lyra]

remi--x‌:

                “He’s already devoured some of my best blood – thank you for the heads up sweet sister but our brother already found me. At some point we will have to collect him; who knows what’s going on in that head of his”

                 “Gives you a reason for a hunt, which I’m sure you won’t say no to, sister. At some point, yes, but for now its best to monitor and perhaps clean up from afar; just so he doesn’t end up in another bloody box again. Right now he isn’t remotely in control and that will be gnawing away just as much as the blood lust --- he needs control. So, where is that necromancer of yours?”

[mikaelsonsource]

[x-lyra]

                             ---- ( @remi--x )

                        Lyra had been gone without so much of a word to anyone other than Remi in search of their brother who had been taken for a decade for reasons that still weren’t clear. “Found him.” the first words spoken to her sister when the familiar footsteps were heard and while Lyra never once doubted that he wouldn’t be found, it had started to take its toll, the longevity of it all and the state that her twin was currently in. “He’ll devour the bloody town at the rate he’s going.” anyone else wouldn’t hear the words for what they were; concern and no, not for the people of Red Creek. 

[originalsdaily]

[x-lyra]

cxmillax:

                  Hearing the voice behind her, Cammy jumped to her feet and instantly wiped at her bottom lip, as per habit, before letting her eyes take hold of the Carmikael in front of her. “Sorry that I’m not exactly a professional when it comes to burying a dead body that I killed,” she hissed through her teeth, holding tears back.

                      “A little self-control would go a long bloody way.” not an easy thing to come by when you were so new to the immortal life and while Lyra killed whomever she pleased; it was controlled chaos. “Why exactly are you burying him for any old person to dig up?”

[x-lyra]

rcryblake:

                “I —— honestly have tried that, and I can already feel my butt sweating from the nerves that come with my finger hovering over that send button.”

                   “And what exactly are you nervous about? They’re just men.”

[x-lyra]

thecurseofwyatt:

( “Sorry - Have we met before?” )

                   “Countless bloody times and yet here we are, having the same conversation as you once again have that bewildered look upon your face.”

[x-lyra]

                                      ---- ( @cxmillax )

                   A happy coincidence perhaps, despite Lyra not really believing in things of that matter, and yet here she was, happening upon an appalling site. “Love, you do realize the definition of insanity, don’t you? What you’re attempting won’t change unless you do it differently.” 

[x-lyra]

remi--x:

               “That would be a negative, darling. He’s everywhere I turn yet he has no idea why - its time for this silly little spell to end and for me to win; I’ve been playing for long enough. I hate witches, thank goodness for Maddox”

                 “And soon he shall and this entire sage will begin once more. I can admit that I wouldn’t have lasted as long as you have; ripping his heart out is far too tempting. Do we think our little Carmikael groupie can do what is required?”

[x-lyra]

                          --- ( @x-julias )

                     “You know bloody well that he deserved that little bite --- after all, you of all people know I’ve killed for less; although the night is still young.”

[x-lyra]

                          ---- ( @remi--x )

                “Just wondering if the puppy has started to piece the puzzle together once again is all, sister.”