a young god

“okay listen, it’s not like i meant to, i just really don’t want to get out of bed, y’know??”

“ do i look like i care about your lame excuse? “ emerald asked grabbing the hem of his shirt and dragging him up on his feet with her inhuman strength.

    “John Doe found dead in an alley with a single stab one and a slit throat,” he snickered, reading the passage in the paper. Glancing upward, he regained his composure before finishing the passage before him. “——a tragedy, ain’t it?”

emerald simply rolled her eyes. being an eight hundred years old vampire meant a lot of articles like this one and she got already bored of it. “ yeah a tragedy indeed, “ the brunette said sarcastically with a sigh and continued checking her nails out. she wondered if it was the guy she had for dinner last night but then she remembered if it was him the article would say something about animal attack so she brushed the though off.

“ Quiet. I’m getting sick of hearing your voice. My patience has its limits ”

“ oh shut up, athan! you know i couldn’t care less about you or your patience so bear with me, “ emerald replied with a fake smile playing on her lips.

Freya had been messing around with some of the human food that was in front of her at the table she sat at. Someone had been wanting her attention but didn’t say anything, so she decided to look at the person herself. “Did you want to say something?”

emerald’s sight wandered from the food on the plate and the female’s face several times frowning at both of them seeing she is obviously not satisfied with what was laying in front of her. “ no, i was just wondering what did that, well, whatever it is, do to you? “

It happened so quickly, Sasha wasn’t even sure that it happened. One second she was walking and the next, she was falling on her ass. When she saw a shadow appear over her, she opened her eyes. “If I just lay here, will I turn invisible? Or can you pretend you didn’t just see that? Sometimes I remember I’m not a cat and I can’t land on my feet all the time.”

emerald watched the brunette walking a few steps ahead of her fall on her butt out of blue and couldn’t help the laugh escaping through her throat. she headed towards her extending her hand for the girl to grab with still visible big grin on her lips. “ no and no. how could i erase such a perfect image of you falling on your ass from my mind? “

“i’m going to need more alcohol if i’m going to make it to the end of this party.” she said looking around the room.

“ how come everyone is in such a grumpy mood about this? i mean it’s a ball! you might never get another chance to go on one so light up a little! “ emerald spoke up with a playful smirk on her lips. 

          ‘ It’s only for a few hours, Amálie, grin and bear it. ’

                    The traveler, to nobody’s surprise, was particularly out of place at events like this. Their entire inner monologue was full of reassurances to themselves, reassurances that a few hours away from the safety of foliage and odd potions wouldn’t hurt, yet there was still an unshakeable, constant flood of familiar anxiety. They reached out for a drink from the nearby table, though their grip was too loose and soon the entire glass was sent cascading to the ground, a loud shatter ! alerting nearby guests to their clumsiness.

          “ Oh no… ” They whispered, torn between kneeling down to help collect the pieces and looking like an absolute fool, or ignoring the mess and looking disgustingly haughty. “ I should’ve never left the apartment, ” they mumbled, biting down on their lower lip and running it between their teeth.

to be quite honest emerald was actually looking forward to the ball way more than a sane person would i’s just that balls were em’s favorite part of the last century. there was no doubt of that emerald was about to cause some troubles as she usually did however she wasn’t the first one to do so, of course if she could count a little accident as trouble. she headed to the girl kneeling next to her to help the brunette pick up the shattered pieces on the ground flashing her an understanding smile.

“ be careful or you might cut yourself, “ emerald whispered with the feeling of her fangs brushing against her lower lips on the thought of warm blood. she would be lying if she didn’t say the temptation was big but with a simple head shake she brushed the though off. “ come on, it’s not that bad. enjoy it because this may be your last ball with the world literally going to hell, “ em shrugged as she stood up to put the pieces of glass on the nearby table.

emerald vasilyev’s gown for the founder’s ball.

mask !