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@bloodofmalk 
            
            /  I miss my wife, please some lovin'

/ !!

*    :p 

@FANGEDFXCK 
            
            A slow silence settled over Cordelia as she watched him retreat further into the bed, his voice heavy with exhaustion. For the first time in hours, the teasing smile on her lips faltered. Then, almost stubbornly, it returned—smaller this time, softer around the edges. She crossed the room without another word until she stood beside him, looking down at the cocoon he'd made for himself.
            "Mm..." she murmured quietly. "You always tell me to leave when you want me to stay the most, mon cœur. [My heart.]" A small sigh escaped her as she lowered herself to the edge of the mattress, careful not to crowd him this time. "You think I couldn't care less..." She laughed under her breath, though it lacked its usual madness. "If I didn't care, I wouldn't still be here." Her fingers hovered above the blanket for a long moment before lightly smoothing the fabric over his shoulder instead of touching him directly. "So no..." Her burgundy eyes lingered on the shape hidden beneath the covers. "...I won't go." A faint, stubborn smile tugged at her lips. "You'll simply have to survive me a little longer."

@bloodofmalk 
            
            His eyes remained downcast, watching how his own fingers picked at his skin, trying to keep his rigid body calm when she refused to do the same to hers. The laugh landed on weak feet; Levi didn't move an inch from where he was laying, like a man accepting death and hurrying it to take him. He blinked slowly at the mention of another, and dug his nails just a bit more into the warmth of his palm. "..go." He breathed the word out as if it were heavy, and shifted to hide his face further into the pillow. "This is exactly what I am talking about, but you couldn't care less. So leave."

@FANGEDFXCK 
            
            A flood of giggles spilled from the small vampire's kiss-swollen lips before melting into an exaggerated pout. "Oh, mon pauvre... [Oh, my poor thing...]" she cooed sympathetically, though the mischief dancing in her burgundy eyes ruined any sincerity. "You promised me your attention. Don't tell me I've worn you out already." Her teeth caught lightly on the edge of her nail as she regarded him with a teasing, almost childlike smile. "Mm... perhaps if you're truly all spent..." She gave an innocent little shrug, smoothing a hand down the front of her outfit. "...I'll have to find my attention elsewhere." Her gaze flickered back to him through her lashes, a knowing smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "It would be a shame to waste a dress like this, don't you think, mon cœur? [My heart.]"

@baredclaws 
            
            "You'd have to decide which part of me you're trying to help first." She smiled sweetly. "The woman... or the voices?" A pause. "They rarely agree."

@bloodofmalk 
            
            
                      Nyxara stared,  her expression unreadable on her mouth.   She would never be able to curse someone,  HE wouldn’t allow her.  Voice in her head.. protector.  Story for another time,    "    As much as it would satisfy me to do so,  I have other things to use magic on than waste it on you.     "     Her accent was thick with Russian,  maybe Slavic?  Hard to place.  It made her sound much more cold than she ever intended to be.  But it always seemed to keep people away,      "     Maybe next time I can turn you into a goblin or some old lady.   I’ll let you choose.     "    Nyx seemed to upturn her chin slightly,  turning her gaze to elsewhere 

@-s0uInxtf0und 
            
            [A soft, delighted laugh spilled from Cordelia's lips as she took another unhurried step forward, as though the warning itself had only encouraged her.] "A curse?" She echoed with unmistakable intrigue. "Mon Dieu... [My God...] that's much more interesting than a handshake." Her burgundy eyes wandered over the darkness beneath the woman's hood with almost clinical fascination before settling back on what little she could see. "Everyone keeps warning me about monsters." Another quiet giggle escaped her. "No one ever asks whether I'd mind becoming one." She tilted her head, smiling with maddening sweetness. "Go on then, ma belle. [My beautiful.] Curse me..." A thoughtful pause followed. "...I'd quite like to know which one of us regrets it first."

@bloodofmalk 
            
            
                    Nyxara leaned away,    "    Whatever you like to believe.    "    She muttered,  under her hood a slight glare formed not that the woman could see it.  But it was there under the void that covered Nyxara,    "    Most people here would warn you I may curse you for simply being 5 feet from me—  I suppose you did not get that memo.    "

@featheredgrace 
            
            A delighted little hum escaped Cordelia as she clasped her hands behind her back, rocking gently on the balls of her feet beneath the angel's unwavering stare. "Mm... everything." Her smile widened with childlike fascination. "Angels are supposed to be impossible, yet here you are..." She tilted her head, studying him as though he were a puzzle she'd already begun taking apart. "You warn me to keep my distance, but you haven't left." A quiet flood of giggles bubbled from her lips. "That makes two curious creatures pretending they aren't." She leaned forward just enough to inspect the brilliant blue of his eyes, her own burgundy irises glowing with unmistakable intrigue. "I want to know what Heaven sounds like..." Her voice softened into an almost conspiratorial whisper. "...and whether an angel can be tempted into asking one more question."

   castiel  gave  a  look  that  was  much  like  a  silent  scolding.  while  she  wasn't  an  immediate  threat  not  every  vampire  came  across  as  terrifying.  each  one  has  different  tricks.  they  could  be  convincing,  conniving,  tempting  even.  
            
            blue  eyes  fixated  on  hers  and  he  tilted  his  head.  “  you  have  very  selective  hearing.  what  are  you  so  curious  about  anyways?  hm?  ”  of  course  he  was  curious  too,  why  wouldn't  he  be?
            
            @bloodofmalk 

@featheredgrace 
            
            "You think I'm pretty? Those are dangerous words, mon trésor [my treasure]." The small vampire responds in a giddy manner, almost completely disregarding the rest of the statement as well as the warning. Almost. 
            
            She leans closer to the angel, hues of deep burgundy scanning him over in fascination before a soft flood of maddening giggles escapes her lips. "I don't think I want to keep my distance...I'm too curious." 

@regiisluna 
            
            It depends on who's asking. A patient. A prophecy. A mistake. [The vampire smiles deviously before shrugging her shoulders loosely.] But if you truly require a label, you can call me a Malkavian. 

oh ? - ah , how rude - would you care to join me in the garden ? it'd be nice to have someone to chat with . . 

@-hiidden- 
            
            Only when something is interesting enough to stay awake for, ma belle [my beautiful]. Besides, the night has always been kinder to "creatures" like me. 

@mirrorwebs 
            
            You are quite right, mon chéri [my darling], would you like a taste? C'est un délice [it's delightful].

@FANGEDFXCK 
            
            / I ADORE YOU <3

@bloodofmalk 
            
            /  I love you