#thelambsofiscariot

frankenstein is a man of science. if you don’t prove you’re NOT of peacock blood, then you might as well be, we don’t discount any possibilities in science bINCH .

It was a dilemma.

Normally, she would not have hesitated like this, hesitate to draw her weapon on one of the people that betrayed her father... and her. Yet all she could do now was twist her expression into a hostile frown, not shifting her gaze from the red-haired noble even as the bustling of the city beneath them could serve to distract her. Perhaps this was the reason she hesitated as well. Drawing humans into her rage was not ideal. The aftermath could be regulated, of course, with mind control... but if a fight could be avoided, no matter how degrading it may be on her power as Lord, then she would prefer to avoid said fight.

        “You know, Gradeus, that’s why you don’t have a girlfriend. You are unimaginative and don’t know how to treat a girl. Try having two at once and have one watch as you kill the other. Or consider keeping them trapped for a while in general. Let them hope. Maybe mutilate them a little bit first. Slash and gone? Guys... always done after three minutes.” 

         Ignes was another type of person entirely, yet... they understood each other, in a very particular way, or so she liked to think. She knew his secret, he knew some of hers. They weren’t even, but this was a solid base for interesting interactions.

lol how ironic were these two asks

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❝Hush, Heathcliff.❞

The berated feline’s response was an INDIGNANT meow - far LOUDER than he is prior few - before ducking back into his keeper’s satchel, his tiny framing nestling among the assorted contents. Emily’s lips pursed, her amber eyes narrowing in a COMEDIC show of disdain as she regarded the bag; that kitten of hers was an utter menace, and it was BLATANTLY obvious that he would continue to be this way for the remainder of the journey. 

❝Why did I insist on taking you? You’re such a bold, little thing.❞ Emily mumbled in the quiet air, breathing a HEAVY sigh as she continued to trek down the street. She was currently located in South Korea, in a city of which she could not recall the name of. As she held a current standing of an IMMORTAL witch, she found it prudent to journey across the globe and collect any information that interested her regarding the SUPERNATURAL species that were beginning to flourish anew in the world. 

Apparently, in this very city, there was an abundance of ODDITIES occurring, and Emily had even heard the utterance of ‘ancient vampire’ through the grapevine in the Underground. Curiosity had seized her in a vice-like grip and had screamed at her to venture forth and seek out the source of these rumours.

Roctis has eight times more sin than her but that’s only fitting… they’re still both good cinnamon rolls. raskreia can’t execute Roctis because SHE’s the #1 sinner. These two good saints have to live in peace together.