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bloodsiings‌:

SHE DIDN’T EXACTLY HAVE plans for the night except her ice cream and some soap operas – a rare night off from 18-hour shifts and blood and gore. she’d settled into the couch in slippers and just a t-shirt when the name ‘ bitey sucky mcclubby fuck ’ flashed on her phone, and she sighed, fumbling for the remote and the phone at once. he barely greeted her before launching into a spiel, but it didn’t matter ; she was up and putting a lid on her ice cream, spoon still in the carton, the minute she picked up.

“JUST GOTTA PUT PANTS on, honestly.” she said, absently, stuffing the ice cream back into the fridge and sliding into her room on the slippery hardwood. she’s seen enough as a paramedic, seen people bled half-dry and unable to move, left behind buildings, seen people bitten all up and down their arms and torn up skin half-healed after years of being a ‘ donor ’ – she pinched the phone between ear and shoulder, pulling on a pair of jeans by jumping up and down and wrenching them up her thighs.

“HOW SERIOUS IS IT ? soonest is – maybe ten minutes ? keep pressure on any wounds, don’t let them fall asleep,” the same instructions she gives EVERY time this happens – routine, by now, but she can’t stop herself from worrying.

EYES GLANCED DOWNWARDS towards the human, the flush pink color that usually emits from human skin gone without a trace. as soon as the incident occurred, nicolai already had one of his workers run through the usual drill --- one he had heard from the woman over a million times. he was more than aware of the earful he would get if those directions were not followed to a t after all. “not good. but if you can get here in ten, he’ll be fine. probably. now if you’ll excuse me, i have quite a lecture to give before your arrival.” without waiting for a response, the man hung up, glaring eyes stabbing into the vampire trembling in fear. “now, NOW. what shall we do with you?” with a whip of his head, a woman and a man took the vampire by his arms and led him past metal double doors. doors that insulated the most loudest of screams.

ten minutes had passed and the brunet opened the doors of the club to let the human in. “he’s over there. he’s awake still but i’m not sure for how much longer. i’ve already dealt with my side -- it’s all on you now.”

#(bella.)

IT WAS HALF PAST THREE, far too early for the vampire who despised waking up when the sun was still out. nonetheless the hatred for mornings were not always true as the man enjoyed waking up early for the stock market to open -- though those days are far gone now. in any case, he sat comfortably on a leather coach, staring up at the ceiling of one of his many nightclubs, bourbon sliding easily into his mouth. it had been a while since he turned, but his current situation still strikes him as ODD, every now and then. the clacking of heels against tile floors is what snaps him out of his reminiscent mode, sitting up to meet eyes. “we’re not open yet, you see,” hands brushing around in thin air at the lack of people, “was there anything you NEEDED from me? though if it’s for a sexual deed, i must decline -- it’s far too early for that right now.” the last sentence was met with a light chuckle, nicolai’s distinct smirk forming onto pale features.

#okAY so like i know not everyone goes to nightclubs so like you can change thE LOCATION IF YOU WANT asdajidad #im so bad at open starters im sorry #bbstart

ofviboras‌:

She feels inclined to open her mouth and retort the person whose holding up the line. It’s lunch rush and her boss was not a patient man. Renata gazes up to the front with a scowl on her face. “Hey! People have places to be, so hurry up and order your fucking skinny macchiato already!” The vampire shakes her head and turns to the person behind her. “Can you believe this? What a prick.”

“OH RENATA RENATA,” he repeated her name, the vowels rolling off his lips with ease. he gazed over at the human woman who clearly was disturbed by the vampire’s sudden outburst, the trembling of her fingers apparent as it held her credit card. “don’t you think we ought to give the humans as much as time as they need? it is... limited, after all.”

#renata.

BELLA !

location: lucifer nightclub.

WHEN NICOLAI FIRST moved his business from international trading to nighttime entertainment, he originally felt the change would be easy, more fitting to his current inflexible schedule. he realized early on, however, that this was naive of him with vampires being more of a nuisance to deal with than the average human being. in regards to his club, he upheld strict regulations for the “symbiotic” relationship he endorsed inside of its walls, especially when he adamantly believed in respecting of the body. hence, when a vampire felt the need to take more than needed, the gavel came down with force.

it helped, that he grew acquainted with bella. though he was well aware of her dislike for the immortals, he knew of her love for humans just as well. with his business booming, he felt no need to report such incidents to the authorities especially with his ability to handle it on his own behalf, keeping pesky media out of it. tonight was another one of those nights and nicolai was not happy, to say the least. dialing bella’s number came naturally to him, and he rubbed his temples in annoyance. “bella? yeah. we have another incident at Lucifer’s – the one downtown on 2nd. when can you get here?”

@bloodsiings

#closed.#bella.

elijahnortham‌:

happy hour at the bar and restaurant he worked at could be terribly busy or slow as heck depending on the day, there was no in between. today seemed to the be the former than the latter. far too much time he had to just stand there and he had already wiped down the bar far too many times. sighing out loud, he had resorted to counting the amount of garnishes, lemons, olives, even those stupid little umbrellas he sometimes had to put in drinks. elijah almost felt a bit of excitement as the person came up and sat in front of him in the stool. “i can make just about anything, what can i get ya?”

IT HAD ONLY BEEN A FEW HOURS since the man officially woke up, now that his position required less soaking in the sun and more avoiding it like the plague -- no pun intended. regardless, a few hours of dealing with vampiric nonsense meant he deserved a drink -- and what a better place to go than elijah’s? since the day he accidentally stumbled into the bar, nicolai has been enraptured -- to say the least -- with the boy’s mixing skills. it took a certain skill to satisfy his elitist palate.

polished shoes hit the wooden floor, as he took a seat in front of the blonde. he placed the back of his hands underneath his chin and leaned onto the counter, “you’ve never disappointed me thus far so --- SURPRISE me, but make the alcohol content high. i had to deal with a few annoyances today, you see. i’m quite fatigued.”

#elijah.

Was that GODFREY GAO? Oh no, it’s just YAN ‘NICOLAI’ WU. HE is a THIRTY-THREE/FORTY-EIGHT year old NIGHTCLUB OWNER. They are VAMPIRE, who is FOR peace with the other species. They are SUAVE & ELOQUENT but FICKLE & HAUGHTY. They are BISEXUAL and paired with GIOVANNI MATHERSON .