angelichunts

@dearprey    ( … )     / that’s /   why   you’re   not   telling   him.   this   stays   between   us. 

[ A faint, single-side lip twitch cut through Jasper’s calm expression as she accused him of talking too much, though he kept his arms loosely folded across his chest without taking offense. When she stopped dead in her tracks, his steps naturally tapered off behind her. His head tilted just a fraction, dark eyes dropping to trace the fresh crimson smudges smearing the wall as his vampire senses immediately locked onto the metallic, iron scent in the air. ] " Occupational hazard, " [ he murmured softly, a low, quiet hum vibrating in his throat as he glanced back to her face, his demeanor entirely relaxed despite the blood. ] " And no ( ... )  it wasn't here when I walked through. Smells fresh, though. "

@crimsonhour     ( … )    [     the   hunter   continued   forward   down   the   corridor,   lips   pursing   into   a   thin   line.   she   glanced   over   her   shoulder   at   him,   raising   her   eyebrow.     ]      you   talk   too   much.       [     she   mused   as   she   turned   a   corner,   before   stopping   sharply   in   her   tracks.   callie   felt   her   chest   tighten   as   her   eyes   caught   sight   of   the   crimson   smudges   on   the   walls.   her   eyes   flickered   as   her   feet   slowed,   following   the   trail.      ]      did   you   see   this   when   you   first   came   in ? 

[ A low, quiet exhale parted Jasper's lips, the faint ghost of an amused smirk flickering across his face as he watched her sharp turn down the corridor. His vampire senses easily tracked the rhythm of her footsteps and the subtle shift in her posture, completely oblivious to her internal caution or nephilim heritage, but keen to the tension radiating off her. Keeping his arms comfortably folded across his chest, he ungrounded his weight with effortless grace, closing the distance behind her with silent, fluid strides that effortlessly matched her pace. ]
            " Complaining already ? " [ he murmured smoothly from a step behind, his voice laced with a subtle, playful edge as his gaze focused intently on her lips for a second before flicking up to watch the back of her head. ] " Don't worry, sinclair doesn't keep anyone waiting — least of all someone walking so fast. "

@eadimidium    ( … )     that’s   because   I   have   better   taste   ;)

@eadimidium    ( … )     your   grinning   does   not   provide   me   with   / any /   confidence.   just   saying.     [     the   brunette   responded,   helping   herself   to   a   pot   of   cream   cheese   from   the   fridge,   a   bag   of   flamin’   hot   cheetos   under   her   arm.   she   settled   on   the   stool   around   the   island   in   the   kitchen,   opening   the   bag   and   dipping   a   cheeto   into   the   cheese,   before   popping   it   in   her   mouth.       ]      what   are   you   talking   about   exactly ? 

/  mamaaaaa

@angelichunts / intro

@eadimidium    /    aw   love   you !   I’ll   stick   with   her   and   see   how   she   develops.   I   can   always   change   things   later   if   I   want < 3 

/  well i def adore her!!  but if you’re not feeling her,  don’t force yourself to keep her.  or maybe switch a few things up!  it’s completely your decision bae 

/   also   Idk   if   I’m   liking   her   : /

@wiccaanways    ( … )     and   I   thought   I   made   it   perfectly   clear   that   I’m   not   a   saint.   but   I   also   have   / some /   morals.    [     the   nephilim   muttered,   shaking   her   head   as   she   squinted   her   eyes   at   him.   she   remained   to   the   side   of   the   basement,   eyes   only   briefly   flickering   from   him   to   the   demon   shacked   down   to   the   chair   in   the   centre   of   the   room.    ]     look,   I’m   all   for   killing   this   guy,   but   not   when   he   resides   within   an   innocent   civilian’s   body.