what you’ve loved, you cannot recognize

Bowen wouldn't come to the crossroads voluntarily alone but to him what was worse would be leaving the letter that had arrive on the train in the yard, that would point to him being a member of the underground if the hunters came knocking.

Part of delivering the letter was to be discreet, he couldn't just walk in pass it to the recipient and walk straight out, that would look to suspicious under review. So he had to bide time in the feeding grounds of vampires.

A non-alcoholic drink in his hand maybe it was his fault that he stood in the way of people coming and going to the bar, but he wasn't going to take the blame when his drink spiled on the other, who knows how much that shirt cost with the wealth that normally came with vampires. "I said it that dickheads fault" Bowen was trying to blend in with his suit that he had wore to a wedding and a funeral once.

"What was—" Orville glanced down, and saw his sodden sleeve. "Oh!" He exclaimed, followed by a laugh. It really was amusing to him — at best, he could send the shirt by a dry-cleaners, and at worse would just have the stained sleeve taken off. "Well, mon ami, that dickhead, as you've so called them, would have gotten away with it if not for your observation. How very unfortunate for him."

He caught a glimpse of the likely suspect, and saved that away for later. Even if he held no hard feelings for the spill, the greater offense came in the cover-up. The culprit could stand to lose a couple pints of blood later tonight, no? It was only fair.

Orville stood up straight, and straightened the prosthetic out from its bent positioning with his hand. "Consider your next drink on me, Monsieur...?" He was a bit bemused by the man's appearance; stiff, and what he would consider overly formal for a club like this. "I had not realized there was a funeral reception here tonight," he joked. "Toutes mes condoléances."

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The music was vibrating the walls of her office and Fiadh tapped her fingers across her desk for a moment considering if it was worth pushing things off until later. There were always the wee hours of the morning to be serious. Her fingers stopped and she stared at her door for the briefest moment before deciding it was in fact worth it.

Flashing lights and a booming song welcomed her into the eternal party she had managed to curate for herself. She smiled at those who met her eyes as she made her way to the bar. Fiadh was hard to miss as the reflections of the disco ball never quite reached her as her own skin emit just enough of it's own light it was almost as she had her own spot light. To create that magic she had her lighting guys play with the levels so it wouldn't be brighter than her when the disco ball spun on it's own. It brought her joy to control reality where she could.

Joining someone at the bar who was just receiving their drink, Fiadh grabbed the attention of the bartender before they could pay and cut in, "put it on my tab with my usual." She turned to the other, "tell me, how's your night?"

Orville was rather fond of Harvest Gold. There was something charming in its time-capsule aesthetic, a reminder of the world when he'd last lived in Eden Ros. Colorful, fun, and downright magical (in more ways than one). What point was there in missing the sun when the party in here shined just as bright?

Speaking of light... a familiar presence glided through the room, quite literally lighting the space up, and cut in before he could get his wallet out. "Ah, mon ange," he said, raising the glass to her. "How could one be any less than wonderful in a place like this? It's very good to see you. Ça va? How are you? I hope you are not working yourself too hard."

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Light/ Dark Academia

Here you go 🫶 I was actually going to make a set like this anyway hehe i love dark academia ☺️