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open starter for @veritasislestarter muses: kendrick x utp location: anywhere in justport

"...Right," Lorens tone dripped with contempt, a look of disgust washing over his features as Kendrick went on and on about humans. "And people enjoy this, you say?" Each word spoken was drawn out as the fae attempted to wrap his head around the other's vision or rather, lack thereof yet he came up blank. "I guess there's only so much one can expect from a place called...Boneyard..." he hesitated in repeating the name. "Ran by dogs."

closed starter for @bloodwiine ! ( phin & luna ! )

Truthfully, Luna had lost track of time, having found themselves in a trance while they worked on their latest design. But, what was the fun in admitting that? "Surely you understand how it can be," Luna couldn't help but taunt, loving getting a rile out of her brother. It was often too easy. "You bump into a rogue pirate and get swept onto a voyage, he was very handsome, if that makes you feel better." Sliding into the chair, she reached out for their vanilla latte, sighing contently after a single sip. "Maybe I just love when I'm spoiled, I can't be too late though, this is still warm."

He should have bristled at the insult-- but in his heart, Asterion knew that he was just Adriana's charity case. Why else would she possibly be helping him when everyone else had forsaken him? "I'm a lot more useful alive. That's why your sister has allowed me to stay, I'm sure," he shrugged. It was the only reason he could think of to why he was still alive and comfortable with the vampire.

His amusement faded some at the other's lack of biting back, it wasn't fun that way and he certainly wasn't his brother. "No," he spat out, boring a serious expression. "My sister isn't the type to collect people based on skill, that's more our thing," he admitted, talking of both himself and his brother. "If my sister gave you a roof, it's because she cares about you, I just have to figure out why and whether you're deserving of said care. I, however won't kill you, so you can breathe." If he was a threat to Addie, he would and without hesitation but not if it was someone his sister cared for. He knew better than that. Not after Lazarus' previous interference.

Phin blinks at the other, startling awake. It was rare, that after a one night stand, he'd fallen asleep, but the other had worn him out. "You-- huh?" He mumbles sleepily, blinking at the other again. "I'm pretty sure you had it last night?"

"The penis," he repeated in a panicked whisper, not yet aware of his surroundings or fully awake. It wasn't until a gush of cold wind from the window swept by that he truly realized he was awake, taking a moment to pat at and take in his surroundings, he finally exhaled a heavy breath. "Oh, um, sometimes I talk in my sleep, I might still be half drunk too," he admitted with a raspy chuckle. "Not my penis, I promise

closed starter for @bloodwiine ! ( will & eddy ! )

It couldn't be, could it? Eddy froze in her tracks, turning toward the source of the familiar voice, eyes instantly watering. There was no mistaking who it was and she couldn't help but jog over, fully prepared to lunge herself at him for a long overdue reunion and hug but at the sight of the toddler, Eddy stopped once more. "The fuck?" was all she managed to spit out.

A sparkle lit up in Scarlett's eyes as she smirks. "Yes, well, I've got my fair share of those who'd love to see the end of me, as well. Life must be boring if one's too likable. That means you haven't made enough waves." Scarlett smiled up at Silas as he stepped in closer, her eyes searching his handsome face indulgently - so sue her if she loved a little eye candy - before she twirled a long curl around her finger. "Careful what you're askin' for, Hot Stuff," she teased, tapping a finger against his chest. "I've done some things that could turn the toughest man's stomach. What's the old saying, it's a pirate's life for me?"

"That's quite poetic of you, if you ever decide to retire you might consider writing a book," he complimented, a playful tinge to his tone, meeting Scarlett's gaze. Silas dared to take another step forward at the other's evident interest. His hand brushed against her waist, fingertips dancing over the fabric of her dress, "I think you and I both know life is too short to err on the side of caution, certainly if you want it to be a fun one." Silas continued to tease, pulling her into him, his other hand cupping Scarlett's, pressing them both into his chest. "It's a good thing I'm no ordinary man then," he purred against her ear. "Arr, when do we set sail?"

It was oddly reassuring to hear that she wasn't actively seeking a way to stab him or otherwise cause him the same pain he no doubt caused her. Still edging along the wary side, Asterion picked up his own cue. "I'll play," he agreed, pausing only momentarily before continuing, "And buy. Of course." He eyed the pool table, glancing up at Essie after a second. "What bigger fish are you focusing on?"

"Good, promise me one thing though," her smile faded into a serious expression as she set up the pool table, debating between who ought to break or if a coin should be tossed. "Don't dare go easy on me, because I won't be giving you that luxury. Now, heads or tails?" Essie called out, fishing a coin from their back pocket and tossing it high into the air. "My parents and twin, sometimes I wonder if I should be thanking you. I drink gin and tonic, by the way, heavy on the gin."

closed starter for @bloodwiine ( will & gabe ! )

"Seeing as this place happens to have the best coffee in town and you don't own it, no," Gabe chuckled, unable to help sporting a satisfied smirk. "Are you sure that's the case? You, after all are the one that addressed me, one might think you wanted me to bother you." Glancing in the direction Will nodded, his grin only grew, "I can see they're very busy," he remarked before daring to take a step forward, his gaze falling on the coloring book. "You know every artist needs a cocoa break?" He directed his question at the child before adding, "I should know, I'm an excellent colorer."

closed starter for @bloodwiine ( liam & utp ! )

Coby was taken aback by Liam's bluntness, cheeks turning bright red. He wasn't sure how the other was even thinking about that at a time like this, not that he hadn't thought about Camden. God, he missed him. Was it even fair for him to show up now that he was well... a ghost? "I'm not even sure we can still enjoy food," Coby admitted, focusing his attention on the first half of the statement as his mind circled back and forth. "Maybe with other gho-," he began but quickly cut himself off. "No, why is that the first concern of yours?"

"I appreciate that, and I don't mean to put you off him but... he's foul," Zahra admitted, pulling a face. She'd have much rather spent the evening with the man in front of her, even if he was a stranger, but she was hesitant to voice the thought out loud.

"I have a feeling the two of us would clash whether you had or didn't," Magnus admitted with a half smile. The smile faded at the shift of conversation, gaze fixating on a candle flickering on the table in front of them. He was doing everything not to recall the memories, though they were vivid in his mind. "I...can't imagine that has been easy," he managed with a strained whisper. "Yes, not a whole lot these days, but it's good for business, that and I do enjoy it." Magnus admitted, glancing back at Apollo with a flash of a smile, "I would love to, especially now that I have the man of the house's permission, but more important than that," he paused, gaze meeting Zahra's with a longing as he stood, his hand extending. "May I?"

There would have been a time Clove would have cared for such words, to be told he was unlike the other vampires, that he was kinder, softer. This Clove, this shell of a person, didn't have it in him to pretend that kind of thing mattered anymore. He overturned his hand and let the bird's ashes catch in the winter breeze, a cold look settling in his eye. "I suppose you're right." He wasn't that man anymore, he hasn't been kind in a very long time. So why did it still hurt? Why did he see something small and want it to live?

"I like to believe I always am," Evan quipped, a subtle smirk playing on their lips. "Though I can think of a dozen fools that'd disagree," they couldn't help the soft chuckle, their focus now on the other and trying to read them.

"Oh don't be silly, I've never bought much into the idea of territories. This island is beautiful in its entirety, and we all ought to be able to enjoy it." Roisin smiled, her face warming up as she listened to Stefan's train of thought. "Yes, well, I understand that, too. The unknown is frightening. I used to think my biggest fear was death, but I've come to realize it can be a little bit beautiful, in a scary way. Then I went and became a mortician, so yes, I agree wholeheartedly. A little fear ought not stop you from anything." She laughed, then, her nose crinkling up. "You sound a bit like someone I know. They're mistaken for a troublemaker as well, but my life wouldn't be the same without them," she mused, looking up at the sky as she stood beside Stefan. "Of course it's not silly. I've been alive for a hundred years, and shooting stars are just as beautiful now as they always were. Have you ever seen the Northern Lights?"

"That's quite insightful, perhaps you ought to run for mayor or leader or whatever it is they call the people in charge." Stefan considered aloud. "Frightening and exciting, all at once, if I had let fear stop me, I don't think I would've made it to this island at all. A mortician, though? I certainly misread you, my money was on a caregiver of some sort...which now that I think about it, I suppose a mortician could be considered one." He murmured, a faint smile lingering. "One never does have a quiet day with trouble on the mind, not that I do it on purpose." He admitted with a small nod. "Perhaps you just have the right perspective on life, not everyone lives with their glass half full. I thought I had once, turns out it was a Christmas lights mishap, but I do hope to one day. Have you? We don't get them here, do we?"

closed starter for: @bloodwiine muses: lennon x seymour location: main street

Reborn and confused, if he was the lead singer of a rock band, that's what he'd title his next album. Instead, that was his current state of being. Truthfully, he wasn't entirely sure where he was, just that it wasn't the alternative plane of existence he'd grown accustomed to. After shaking the initial shock of being reborn, he decided to wander into town with the hope of becoming acquainted with his surroundings, though the more he wandered, the more his memory started to return to him.

closed starter for @bloodwiine ( noah & minnie ! )

Minnie had become restless, the post-storm calm was nibbling away at her and causing her thoughts to wander and in doing so, turning darker than she'd liked. Everything still felt so surreal, though she finally worked up the courage to leave the house on her own, hoping to explore. The kick of the baby giving an extra encouragement, the baby, she was still in a state of shock shock over both their survivals. She'd purposely avoided the pier as she wandered through, occasionally browsing through a shop.

"Oh fine, but you must tell me about yours, too!," Del gushed, eagerly taking the champagne as she beamed. "So, a few days ago, I got this letter from a secret admirer, and all it had was a mask and an invitation to meet them here, so of course I come, so I show up and-" she paused just long enough to squeal excitedly. "And it was Ric! He's my date!"

"Mine wasn't nearly as romantic, no matter how much I'd like to tell myself it is," Kava admitted, cheeks heating up. Though she loved to envision Kit sweeping off their feet, she knew she wasn't alone in that sentiment. "That's absolutely precious, especially knowing that it was Ric all along!" She let out a squeal of excitement, giving their friend a quick side hug, careful not to knock the champagne. "Not that I'm surprise, it was only a matter of time for the two of you."