#traith

A package arrives the day after Christmas containing wrapped gift and a message. 

Thomas, 

I'm so sorry that i was required at my home for Christmas. I'll be back before the New Year and I trust that we can celebrate properly then. Until that time, I hope you'll enjoy this gift. I'm certain you'll look fantastic in it when I see you next.

XOXO,

Elisa

The present contains a tie, cuff links, and kerchief, all in the same pattern and silken material.

Ooooooooh, heeeeeeeeey.

You are every bit as attractive as the book makes you sound.

Phew.

Wow.

Uh.

Hi.

Hi there.

Did I say hi already?

Whoops.

@t-raith

Send me “📝 + (fandom)” and I’ll reply with a character I would RP from that fandom

Buffyverse. Hmm, I’d probably have to go with Dawn. She was one of my favorites. (And not because I use her as a fc already!) Or maybe Druscilla. Idk man.

Star Wars. This one is hard since I’m not a fan of it. Honestly, I have no idea who I’d rp as from this fandom.

Sometimes, luck liked to shine down on Sophie. Today was not one of those days. She was soaked down to her bones, caught in a rainstorm she had no idea was going to happen. It had been nice when she left her place, so she had no intentions of driving anywhere, which she now sorely regretted. Hair plastered to her head, flannel clinging to her body she shivered as she entered the building.

Hazel eyes scanned the area for a seat somewhere near a heater so she could get dry and warm, nose sniffling as she looked. If she was going to get a cold from this the world would pay-she wasn’t exactly sure what kind of revenge she could preform against mother nature, but she’d figure something out. Maybe she’d skip a recycling day.

Her day was saved when she spotted a table right by a radiator--but her face fell when she saw someone sitting at it. Still, she needed warmth. Moving towards the occupied table she made herself look as pathetic as she could, which at the moment didn’t involve much work. 

“This is by far the strangest Vamp hunt I’ve ever been on.” Ettie said, quietly to herself around a set of steel chopsticks in her teeth. She watched the club behind her in a mirror as she gathered her blonde hair into a ponytail, twisted it around a couple of times and then stuck the chopsticks through to hold it all in place. She looked at her reflection, light make-up, strapless black dress that she had to hoist up and pull down at the same time. Two inch black strap heels that made her feel like she was going to fall over on.

She normally didn’t do make-up, there wasn’t much point when you spent most of your time in the grim, and normally ended up covered in viscera. But she pulled out eye-liner out of a bag and fixed her eye makeup as she watched a man several feet from where she stood. 

God, he was pretty. And if she didn’t know any better, she might be tempted to go over and hit on him. But tonight wasn’t about that, at least, not yet. Right now she watched, followed and only if it was entirely necessary... Who was she kidding?

With all the wide googly eyes he was getting from the club patrons, there was no way.

That’s why she had a couple of things in her bag, a small UV flashlight, a vile of holy water, and a small needle with tranquilizer. Just to be safe.

Once her make-up was done. Ettie shoved her makeup back into the bag and went to the bar. She stood two stalls down from him, leaned far over the bar and smiled at the bartender. “Heya, can I get Dark N’ Stormy? Thanks.”

The way she was standing gave a nice profile view of the back of her smooth and muscular legs, her ass, the line of her bare neck, and the way she was leaning did nice things for her breasts too.

Elisa was actually really looking forward to this trip. She hadn’t traveled just for the fun of it in forever and she almost never had company unless she was seeing someone. Technically, she was seeing several people, Thomas included, but it still felt different. He was still new and exciting. This felt like an adventure.

She looked over the various bags she’d packed with pursed lips. She knew that there were a lot of them, but she really couldn’t seem to narrow down the cases at all. She needed to be prepared for anything. Sure, she planned on shopping in Vegas too, but another suitcase could be purchased, or they could just leave a few things in the hotel room, she wasn’t picky.

The past week had been spent preparing. She’d spent as much time with her other pets as possible. She didn’t want for them to feel neglected with her leaving and she didn’t want to lose her power over them either. Stefan had been over as often as he could manage, but she refrained from making him miss work. She wanted to soak in as much energy as she could before being alone with Thomas for so long, but she knew that she needed to be careful. What she’d taken would have to be enough.

Members of her following came in and grabbed suitcases, taking one in each hand before forming a line to the door and then the lobby. She donned a pair of large round sunglasses and waited for him there in. Her dress was simple, but it drew the eye and she soaked in the adoration of her admirers as she waited for her prince to come and fetch her.

Elisa gave it another few days to make sure that all of her packages arrived before. When the metaphorical dust settled, and she’d gotten rid of most of the flowers and had a corner dedicated to her pile of chocolates, she had to admit that more gifts weren’t coming.

Which meant that a few of her chosen few hadn’t sent them. It was disheartening to realize that she hadn’t met her goals as easily as she’d hoped, but she had wanted a test of her progress, and this was as easy a scale as any.

She knew that Thomas would probably be more resistant to her magic than most. She should have been dosing him regularly, but she’d gotten caught up with her other preparation and allowed several weeks to pass. 

Of course one session wasn’t going to be enough. What was she thinking? She needed to be more focused this time She couldn’t let herself get distracted. She’d been trying to walk a lin, to not get too caught up in his own magic, but she saw now that she needed to take the plunge and overwhelm him in experience. She could trail off a bit once he belonged to her. She could protect herself then. Now was not the time for caution.

[Text] I need you.

There. It was time to finish what she started.