#bu11seye

❛ you  were  pounding  on  the  glass  of  my  bedroom  window—  i  don't  know  about  you,  but  i  find  disturbances  like  that  hard  to  sleep  through. ❜  one  hand  rubs  at  bleary  eyes  while  the  other  tries  to  stifle  a  yawn.  ❛ how—  how  did  you  even  manage. . .  to. . .? ❜  

JEKYLL LOOKED UP from his work, offering her a sheepish smile. “No, it’s… IT’S OKAY. Sorry if I seem distracted. Just trying to finish a few things.” He put his pen down, then gave her his full attention. He didn’t want to be rude, after all.

@bu11seye asked: [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift. (thank you!)

The gift sits between them for a second. She might have vampiric senses, but gifts for her still take her by surprise. Finally, gentle fingers take it from Jessica; her smile matches the joy in her eyes. She has been told before that she smiles too much, but now she has an excuse to and she's not going to apologise either!

"You really didn't have to," she states, glancing up from the wrapped present to meet the other's eyes, "I don't expect these things, I just want to be able to help when I can."

@bu11seye asked : ❛  i didn't think you'd care so much.  ❜ ( gwyn )

The princess looked at the other. "I do. I know people think I am some spoiled princess and while that may be true, I will not act like one." She said softly. "I care, a lot. About everyone. The people who are close to me especially." Gwyn smiled.

 hand   wraps   around   the   banister   already   at   the   entryway.   chad   heard   the   footsteps   outside.   with   how   long   he   has   been   rooting   in   his   hell   hole,   sound   of   approaching   humans   was   one   he   learned   to   recognize   rather   quickly.   the   heightened   sense   of   precognition   however,   wasn't   all   it   was   cracked   up   to   be   unfortunately.   eyes   dart   over   to   the   intruder   as   the   door   creaks   open,   lips   are   pressed   into   a   fine   line.   ❛❛    just   because   the   door   is   open,   doesn't   mean   you   can   just   walk   in.    ❜❜    the   ghost   huffs,   crossing   his   arms.   sure   the   murder   house   wasn't   occupied   with   living   tenants   right   now,   but   that   didn't   mean   anyone   could   just   wander   in.   didn't   help   that   the   locks   changed   every   time   this   place   was   abandoned,   leaving   the   door   available   for   any   wandering   seekers.

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@bu11seye asked: [ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders. (hello & thank you!)

Esme's fingers curl instinctively around the edges of her blanket. She doesn't need it any more, but the feeling of the the softness against her marble-like skin is undeniably reassuring.

The fire has begun dwindling as the sun begins its gradual ascent over the horizon. It has yet to hit her skin, though with the blanket around her, it will do nothing but illuminate her face. In the twilight of early morning, Esme is relatively safe from discovery.