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A Personal Blood Bank || Closed - Reboot
@mercuryblake
Lucian sighed as Juliette went to bring Mercy her breakfast. He wanted to go with her and try to get through to their newest addition to the manor, but after the previous night, he knew it would end terribly. Her wounds were still all too fresh for him to start the repair and build her trust in him.
He knew she had no reason to trust him and he couldn’t blame her after the terrible treatment she’d had from her previous masters and the auction houses. And though he’d gone through this with every person in his care, it never seemed to get easier. In fact, it almost seemed like their treatment had been getting worse the longer humans were enslaved to the supernatural.
Juliette knocked on the door to Mercy’s room softly, hoping the woman had been able to get a little sleep after a stressful dinner with Lucian’s presence. “Mercy, dear?” she called, “It’s Juliette. I brought breakfast.”
STARTER for @mercuryblake muse: soren | verse: post-BW
For centuries, he was told that vampires and lycans could never mix. But his parents had managed to defy that belief and created him. His mother had died for it while his father was branded a villain among his mother’s kind and a martyr among the lycans. He was told that his existence was a miracle and a source of fear among those who shared his maternal grandfather’s beliefs.
But as he sniffed the air, he considered that maybe he wasn’t the only one.
Following her scent was easy even in his ‘human’ form, and when he saw her for the first time, he stood there, almost slack-jawed and in utter awe. “.....wow.” So she had more fur than he did when he was in his hybrid form, but it could have been just a further oddity.
❔ for a couple of four muses that i’d like to throw at yours!
from @mercuryblake
L-R: F.arbauti, J.ormungandr, Soren, T.hor
@mercuryblake: *tapping against a table*
connor had been designed to be able to easily detect the emotions of others. he watches as the others fingers tap against the surface in front of her - she seemed distressed, though he knew it wasn’t any of his business even if that was the case. a moment’s hesitation, and he speaks. ❛ — is there something on your mind? ❜
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"Can I ask you something?" Mercy asked, voice low so as not to disturb the pups sleeping around or on them. She lifted her head, eyes finding Fenrir's rugged features.
from @mercuryblake
“You can and may.” Like her, his voice was gentle, gentler than his usual gruff tone. All three pups were sleeping close by ( in Skoll’s case, on his back ), so he was careful not to wake them. The youngest had pressed herself against Mercy’s side, occasionally letting out a soft woof as if she was chasing something or someone in her dreams. “What question do you have for me?”
Lost and Found
continued from [x] @mercuryblake
Dustfinger let out a breath of relief. He should have remembered how frightened Capricorn and his men were of Mercy, and rightly so. She nearly had burned the place to the ground once.
He noticed her eyes scanning him. “Yes, I’m alright, too,” he assured her. “Much better for seeing you.”
He cast a nervous glance over his shoulder, unsure of how long Capricorn would allow the two to be together. He might consider them more dangerous as a pair.
‘ i’m not here by accident. ’
“Mercy.” Her name escaped his lips as a gentle whisper, hardly stronger than his belief that she actually was here. Standing right in front of him again. After all this time. He’s thought she was dead, captured, or lost in another world entirely. And now that she was here, and clearly purposed to find him, he wasn’t entirely sure what to do with her. How could they just pick up where they’d left off, when so much had happened without her. How could anything have changed, when there had been so much between them?