Aug 2, 2013
I can't anymore. I hope I'll be back later or maybe in a couple of days, seeing as how I'll be admitted at the hospital again next Friday. Anyway...I still owe Harmony, Lorne, Dean & Victor.
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I can't anymore. I hope I'll be back later or maybe in a couple of days, seeing as how I'll be admitted at the hospital again next Friday. Anyway...I still owe Harmony, Lorne, Dean & Victor.
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Lorne-the-host followed you.
"Lorne, darling!" Anastasia's eyes creased cheerfully as she embraced the colorful suited demon before leaning back. "It has been far too long. Decided to take me up on my past adventure offer?"
She took a few steps back from him and glanced at the kitchen, "Want something to drink? I have nothing too fancy like your classy establishment but alcohol is alcohol."
Claire strolled the streets of LA, unknowing of where she was headed, but took comfort in the fact it was further and further away from home. Her father was on another rampage and she could still feel the cut on her arm slowly seething red liquid. She pressed it harder with her thick black hoodie and squared her shoulders; a girl with her guards down on the streets of LA at night never ends well.
She entered a liquor store, purchased two bags of twizzlers, and before she could shove them in her purse, she made the mistake of sniveling a little. She tried not to make eye contact and feigned a smile.
The surly man behind the register asked, "Hey, lady, you okay?"
Claire smiled. "Yes, thank you, sir."
"You need any help?"
The pressure of this stranger was racking up her nerves. To calm them, she postured herself in a sense of familiarity and said, "I need a sanctuary." She smiled and turned to leave again but his voice halted her.
"A sanctuary, huh?" There was a sound of paper ripping and fast scribbling. "I know just the place for you, sweetheart." He handed the torn Chinese takeaway menu to her and between the grease stains it read 'The Caritas,' followed by an address.
"Caritas," she read out loud. "What is that?"
"A place where anybody is safe," the man said, winking and she could swear his eyes gleamed red. She gulped.
Leaving the store, she re-read the name of the mystery place till it sounded foreign. There was nowhere else to go. The night was getting colder. And the directions led her east, further away from where her father was. With a rejected sigh, she began to follow the address.
It led her to a flight of stairs. She took one step and had to regain her balance due to a purple-ish...man (?) racing down the steps. Her turned to her halfway in his rush, revealing white eyes with no pupils and a slug-like mouth. Her eyebrows shut up. "Sorry," he sincerely said, then entered the bottom door.
She followed after him and gaped at the sight.
A nightclub. She was in a nightclub with a bunch of demons. She had encountered demons before, the day her sister left to be what a British man over the phone called a, "Potential slayer."
On the stage was a green demon with red horns and a snazzy outfit singing Elton John's "Your Song." His vocals were, well, quite beautiful. She found herself keeping her eyes on him as she gradually entered the club and found a seat at an empty table. Before the song ended, she ordered herself a seabreeze and silently began chewing on her twizzlers, mentally slinking into a dark corner. The cut on her arm stopped bleeding, thank God.
+lornethehost
She'd been in Los Angeles as a trip, really. She hadn't really had anything better to do, when she came across a club. It was interesting, to say the least, especially when she walked inside, eyes widening at the sight of all of the different creatures. Her gaze wandered around, trying not to panic, unsure what to make of this.
They all seemed... fine? No one was hurting anyone, and there was even a particularly big gray one singing karaoke towards the front.
"...What?"
ooc: Sandra <3
I know I owe like, all of your muses. I love our threads so much, I want the replies to be perfect and Cordelia hasnt been in the best mood for the last couple days. Seeing as all your muses are people she loves to the moon and back, I don't want her giving snappy replies and hurting feelings.
I LOVE YOU and I promise as soon as she's not so snippy I will be right on those, okay dear ? <3 <3
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ooc: i'm the worst rp partner ever
I've been sitting around for days wondering why everyone had abandoned me. I just scrolled through and realized I didn't get any alerts. Tumblr has been eating my notifications. I AM SO SORRY GUYS. I'M WORKING ON REPLIES asap. I love you all, and I'm so thankful for all of you <3 I'm tagging the people I so clumsily dropped just to let you know I still love you and am getting to it right away.
Give me a nudge if you aren't tagged and I missed you. I feel so terrible guys, really.
xoxo