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Temporary Hiatus
On temporary hiatus. My flat was on fire so I've lost my home. Everyone escaped unharmed, so I'll be out of the game until I get set up in a stable home. I will return!
taglarianmythicrites:
  “W-What are you here for then?” The words sounded rushed to her own ears.Â
“I need help with a spell, and the pixies tell me your a good witch,” She replied, looking at Tara curiously. “I need a pure spell.”
Ringmaster
lilahemorgan:
Lilah raised an eyebrow at her. “You were out hunting when they found you then?” She assumed it was hunting, trying to make sense of what the vampire said,tended to give Lilah a headache.
“Children are so sweet,” she said a bit wistfully as she nodded. “I didn’t like their cattle prods, so I poked them back.”
Summoning a Guest
the-rebel-you-know:
“Right. Him…. You know, for a psychic, you’re not particularly insightful.” Crowley sighed. “Whatever. Let’s have some helpful information, then. What should I do about him?” He went back to his coffee and cookies, deflated.
“You can’t push what’s chosen to be revealed, it’s not black and white... Though I do like a lovely red slashed all over. “Sam. He wants that one... You’ll find protection close to him, though you won’t like it. She can protect him, those little brands of theirs won’t keep Lucifer out. Not this time. He’s stewed in his cage long enough to find ways around it.”
Familiarity...
faiththesinfulslayer:
Faith had been in LA visiting Angel when he got called away by some mystical something or another. She had no idea what it was and had been pissed off when he told her she couldn’t come along, that he needed her to stay behind in case there was trouble here. Oh well, at least his place was decked out.
She had been casually coming back from patrolling when a familiar voice caused the hair on her arms to stand on end and her hand to instinctively reach for her stake.
“Drusilla,” she stated flatly, eyes staring holes into the vampire, “I thought you were long gone.” Faith crossed her arms in front of her, stake still in hand. “Didn’t Angel send you a strong enough message the last time you were here? I’d say I’m surprised you came back, but it is you. So, what the hell are you doing wandering around LA all by your lonesome?” she smirked. Her voice turned low and a bit sinister sounding, “Don’t you know it can be a bit dangerous around these parts at this time of night?”
Drusilla let out a little sound of amusement as she looked over Faith and pressed herself against the clear glass of the gallery window, “Gone, but not forgotten. Always fretting over those that came before.”
At Faith’s question she pushed off the glass and shrugged her shoulders, “Finding a new family... Wanted inspiration but the city’s all but empty.” Â
The threat made Drusilla pause and glance back over her shoulder and she smiled a bit mischievously. “Watch the point of your stake. Are you entirely certain your new lover won’t be upset if you cast me to dust?”
Ringmaster
lilahemorgan:
Lilah listened as she explained why she was there. “Well what were you doing when they found you?” She asked as she carefully watched the vampire.
“Chasing little lambs through the bramble,” she replied, drawing a pink tongue over her lips. “Their mummy’s had left them to fend alone in the park for a smoothie.”
Ringmaster
lilahemorgan:
Lilah looked at the vampire and smiled politely. “Drusilla,what can we do for you? ” she asked knowing there had to be a reason she was here.
Drusilla leaned forward, stretching across the conference table and turned her head to address Lilah, “Your little toy soldiers brought me here. Said you’d want to see me.”
She cast a nasty look down at the table and pressed her thumb down, as if squashing a bug, “I didn’t like them, but they thought I was being naughty. Your nasty demon partners, think I’m causing too much trouble.”
Familiarity...
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Drusilla found herself wandering the streets of LA, up along Spring Street, her fingertips dragging along the brick of one of the art galleries walls, before she stood at the glass, admiring the art inside, “It feels like yearning.”
She was talking about herself, she’d been so alone the past few years, with no direction. Something had told her to come back to Los Angeles. A laugh escaped her lips, “Angel wasn’t here any longer... But she felt the want to be around a familiar place. Even without Darla or Spike... Though, she could’ve sworn she caught his scent somewhere, but it was different. As if he’d rubbed off on someone.”
“Pointed sticks won’t need to be used,” She said aloud before she turned around the face the dark haired slayer. “Not bothering anyone.”
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Drusilla found herself in a park, in the middle of the night. There was a nice clearing with a bench in the square of the city, where she sat bundled up in a fur collared coat with a warm hat and muff. She wasn’t exactly cold, but she liked the soft feel of the fur muff against her fingers as she stared off at the lights in the windows. She watched the people’s shadows and stories of their lives danced in her mind.
She let out a soft sound that might’ve been a lonely sigh, as she watched.
Ringmaster
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Drusilla spun herself around in the conference room chair, and caught the table as she found Lilah at the doorway,Â
“There you are... Waiting for the next part of the show, wishing you’re the ringmaster,” She clapped her hands together.
Summoning a Guest
the-rebel-you-know:
“It’s corn syrup, but understand the confusion.” Crowley scooted his chair over to Drusilla’s. There was no subtle way to do it, but there was no longer any point in sublty. “Now what we’re properly ball-and-chained, let’s get back to what really matters. Me. There’s a reason I brought you on, and if you’re half as psychic as your loopy material would suggest, you know what I’m getting at.”
She leaned in, almost conspiratorially, “Demons can take on new vessels, as you know, Lucifer is a seeking one close to you. One of those pretty hunters have held his essence before -- One may again.”
“He wants you gone, out off his throne... Wants to reclaim his crowning glory.”
thegod-kingandthescientist:
“Deserved?” Illyria repeated, puzzled. “We deserved what we can take and hold away from others,” she told Drusilla. “The pieces of this world that are snatch are deserved by those who defend them the fiercest.”
“Why do you care for the opinions of the higher beings? We have no love for our lessers.”
“Hm, different sensibilities, different times,” Drusilla said, then her lip turned up in a smile as she looked at Illyria, “Will you help me?”
Where Have You Taken Me?
askthedeanwinchester:
Dean frowned. “I dont like that. Free will is kinda a big deal around here with me n sam n cas. So cut that mind probing crap.” he grumbled. “And i may not have slayer strength but ive got that unkill-ability that the new slayer’s got. Ive come back from the dead more times than i should be able to.”
“Gruff... bad dog,” she said then sat up straighters. “I was sent to find you and bring you back to the witch, she’s got worries of Lucifer switching vessels again. I’m not hear to eat you, sweet boy. Just the messanger.”
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  “Stay back.”Â
Drusilla kept her distance from Tara at the frightened resquest, “Not here to hurt you.”
Starter Call
Apologies for disappearing for a few weeks, life has gotten to be a crazy rollercoaster. I'll have replies up today, if anyone is still interested. Consider this an open starter call. Just hit that little heart if you'd like a thread with Drusilla. ~Nina