@VOORH33S
Elliot stood there, leaned back against a tree. “Man people make it too easy sometimes, they’re stupid.” He shook his head a bit. “Nice kill though man. That was impressive.”
@myersmask ; Alex didn’t respond right away. His head tilted slightly, eyes still fixed on where the body lay. After a long moment, he reached up, dragging his thumb slowly across the edge of his mask. “…You talk too much.”
you can stop being a lurker. i know you’re there. come on out!
; cb && lmk if anyone would like to plot !!
⠀⠀⠀ i can tell, by the scent of your [b]blood, that you relish the darkness.
⠀⠀⠀ not nearly new enough, [ the reaper added with a low click of his tongue. ] what’s this obsession, anyway? are you really /that/ starved?
Can i help you...? Just mind your buisness
What — ? Like what you see , babe ?
@VOORH33S There was no avoiding the subject—that much was certain. Rising from her place at the edge of the dock, Katherine drew herself up to her full height, straightening her posture with quiet composure. She folded her arms loosely across her petite frame, the gesture more habitual than defensive. A flicker of irritation crossed her otherwise angelic features; she rolled her eyes, as though the explanation itself were an inconvenience. “I’m dead.” The words were delivered bluntly, almost carelessly, and she allowed them to linger in the air—heavy, deliberate—before continuing. The pause felt calculated, as if she were measuring just how much truth to offer. “I was given a choice,” she went on, her tone smoothing into something more controlled. “An arrangement, of sorts. Ancient beings offered me… eternity, in exchange for my service.” Her lips curved faintly, though the expression carried little warmth. “I’d call it a fair trade.” Yet even as she spoke, there was a restraint in her voice—a careful withholding, subtle but unmistakable, suggesting that whatever she had gained had come at a cost she was not yet willing to name.
@kruegerisms ; her comments intrigued him; how did she know his father? and why hadn’t he known about her before? but he didn’t linger on her mystique. “i asked you a question,” he stated. his eyes finally drifted over to her, taking in her presence again.
@VOORH33S Katherine allowed herself a fleeting glance at his reflection, her eyes tracing the sharp lines of his stoic features. The sight stirred something deep within her—what remained of her heart seemed to pulse in response. It was a strange, unwelcome comfort, one that carried equal parts warmth and unease. Emotions long buried began to surface, stirring an anxiety she could not easily suppress. Perhaps it was time to visit “Daddy” again—the only one who had ever known how to force those lingering traces of humanity back into silence. His question caught her off guard. The reaction was immediate, her head snapping toward him before she could mask it behind her usual composure. Of course he knew. He was hardly human himself—the son of something far worse. When she spoke, there was the slightest hesitation, a flicker of calculation behind her eyes as she weighed how much to reveal. “You catch on fast… are you sure you’re his kid?” she quipped, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. “No offense—but your father was no rocket scientist.” The humor came easily, deflecting just enough to confirm his suspicion without offering him the truth.
is there a reason why you're.. staring at me or.. ?
i didn't know the woods belonged to you.. last i checked this is a public space, man.
@VOORH33S
; cb for a quick starter abt alex trying to kill your muse <3
“ you should really consider keeping the mask on — it suits you much better .”
@VOORH33S “Oh, please—” she drawled, her tone dripping with playful arrogance, “I’m the best thing that’s graced these woods in years. You really want me to leave and take that away?” A slow, knowing smile tugged at her lips as she tilted her head, eyes glinting with provocation. “Face it, lover… you want me here.” A beat passed, her voice lowering, more dangerous now. “Badly.” Katherine lingered beneath his gaze, basking in it as though it were something tangible—something she could drink in. Attention had always been her vice, an insatiable craving she never quite managed to starve. And from him? It was intoxicating. He looked as though he had been sculpted by something divine, every line too deliberate, too perfect to belong to anything mortal. Before she could second-guess herself, the mischievous blonde closed the distance between them. It was a bold move—reckless, even—but restraint had never been her strength. Tilting her chin upward, she met his height with quiet defiance, a smirk curling across her crimson lips. “I think you like my games,” she murmured, voice soft but edged with intent. “Besides… I’m sure it gets lonely out here, all by yourself.” Her gaze flickered, searching, testing. “I could fix that.” It was all deliberate—every word, every step, every glance. A carefully spun lure of temptation meant to draw him in, to wrap tight and unseen. He hated it. Hated her. And she knew. That was what made it so irresistible. Because despite the venom that lingered between them, despite the way their very presence seemed to spark something volatile and dangerous, Katherine found herself unable to stay away. As if whatever bound them ran deeper than hatred— and far more dangerous.
@kruegerisms ; [ * he watched her movements as if he were stalking prey — his full concentration centered on the blonde. he quickly licked his lips * ] i want you out of my woods and away from me, for good. understand? i don’t have time for your games.
@VOORH33S “Aw, baby… is that really what you want? Because I don’t think it is.” A soft purr threaded through her voice as she spoke, low and assured. She brushed a sweep of blonde hair back from her face, the gesture effortless, almost practiced—an easy display of the overconfidence she wore like a signature.
