mystikais

@mystikais / yes ! sorry i was working .
            
            hm .. perhaps i do not wish to feel any other emotion .. i am fine dealing with insatiable hunger for all eternity rather than having to grasp the concept of sudden human emotions . they come with confinement.. limitations of the mind .. - he smirked lightly , watching the other carefully as he nodded slightly . - i do .. i pity those who have to bear all that .. emotion and nonsense in this lifetime .

@KlLLCR 
            / i hope it’s okay that this is so late! 

id: @KlLLCR 
            you think breaking your curse would make you weak? why— because you’d feel something other than hunger and maniacal rage? [ he speaks with a kind of curiosity prickling with a sharp sarcasm, biting back the urge to scoff. this was his opinion after all and it was his decision he’d have to live with. his voice becomes softer, swallowing slightly. ] do you think we’re weak, isak? 

/  it’s so sexy!! 

@scarredtouch 
            / than you! yours is so cute too! <3

/      it’s cute!!

 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ [ edena tilts her head when the color of the other’s eyes switch from green to gold. she’s familiar with the potential reasoning behind it, whether it be magic or possession. she doesn’t think to ask about it because right now, it’s not a concern. and whenever it would be hers? well, she’d ask only then. ]    i’m trying to find a grave but i got lost, and i’m pretty sure i was given the misdirection on purpose.   [ she holds out her hand, a small but polite smile on her lips. ]   i’m edena. what’s your name?

id: @scarredtouch 
            [ rowan tilted her head at that. she was somewhat decent at remembering faces in passing but as her jaded hues glanced at the other in calm observation; her mind was blank. with a flash of gold, new eyes find hers; a pit forming in her stomach. her head shakes; a slightly worried merlin speaks. not much unnerved him, but this did. he wasn’t ready to crossover yet. ] we haven’t met before, but we will eventually. [ a nod follows, lips tugging into a smile, ] what brings you here?

id: @lostinluck 
            yeah, of course! do you just want it out of your face? 

id: @FANGEDFXCK 
            for future reference, [ rowan smiles small, a bit nervous as the other startled her with his quiet and sudden entrance, taking the small vial out of his hand, ] i’d say not to pick up a random potion you find on someone’s shelf— [ she reads it carefully, eyes widening with a hum. ] this is poison that i was using for an antidote. see? aren’t you glad you didn’t drink that?

/ pls

/    pls!

damnit—-  you’re right.   ( .. )   okay,  fine!  what do i need to do again?  

id: @eadimidium 
            because you’re a great friend and you love adventure?

[ the fresh iron scent infiltrates her nostrils and her worry suddenly starts to overcome her.  julia is quick to aid the other,  carefully guiding her over to take a seat.  the dhampir notes the bloodied marks.  the couch is replaceable,  s͟h͟e͟ isn’t.  without a second thought,  julia takes off her jacket and presses it against her open wound. ]   yeah,  we did.  you did such a great job—-  remember what i said about burgers and milkshakes after?  we still need to do that.    [ the words come out as an attempt to keep her awake.  the pressure is enough to temporarily stop the bleeding but she knows there is more she needs to do. ]    hey,  hey—-  i need you to hold this right here,  okay?  can you do that?  

id: @eadimidium 
            i… i shouldn’t be. [ was all she could muster for a moment, her head spinning. her hand presses against her side to examine the wound only to lose her balance at the amount of blood that came from only brushing her finger tips against her jacket. she holds onto the couch, gasping as she tries to make her way to the cushion, absentmindedly creating bloodied handprints on the couch but she was in too much pain to notice. she sits down, laying her head back on the couch. her eyes glow but only barely, feeling too weak for much of anything. ] we got him though, right?