BluBlood

BluBlood x JulienJaden, A Twisted Kind of Charm

She kind of gathered why they hadn't ever crossed paths over the last year. A lot of their old hangouts were a bit dried up from Nadine's attention. "Yeah, while you were gone," she remarked carefully, "I broke it off with Diana and just, you know, if I'm not getting laid I gotta get out of the apartment for some reason. There's a lot of trails out there and I keep busy on my bike or on foot.."

Her voice trailed off after the sarcastic slip of her ex-girlfriend's name. She pictured Diana, a vision of acrid red hair, vixen over webcam as a living, and during the day scoring too much blow. The last Nadine had seen of her had been a psychological shit-storm, cracking wide the bedroom door to catch a rage of enticing music from the computer. Strung up from her own demise made the young redhead swing limply from the ceiling where they had anchored a fetish swing. Diana's throat got caught kinked up in a chain link noose as a new asphyxiation stunt for her viewers. High on dust and foaming from the mouth, Nadine's unannounced entrance had saved her life but brought a halt to their wicked crazy love life.

She choked on her drink when he brought up the word 'voodoo,' giggling into the booze which sent it down the wrong pipe. His change of subject, the joke in his tone brought her back into the soles of her heavy boots. Even with a good amount of heel, she had to avert her eyes higher in order to catch that familiar gaze. "Voodoo? You don't even..." her words spread out a childish grin suddenly. His mention of the witchcraft, religion, and healing class on behalf of Dr. Price brought up a confident little idea which would take advantage of Gabriel's stupor. "His class, you remember the content? Tip of the damn iceberg," Nadine's hand cut the air sharply.

"In fact, that class, and my friend Cassie," she nodded over to a head of braided blonde hair in the living room, "Got me going on a little bit of practical magic." That honey shimmer of mischief flickered over her dark eyes as the music changed into a techno song of peppy proportions.

BluBlood x JulienJaden, A Twisted Kind of Charm

No worries! I have been mentioned before and gotten notifications... Not sure what went on there. Oh well! We have it down now. ;)

I threw up a post. I feel a bit bashful considering I have read some of your prior experiences in IC posting and it is amazingly advanced. If you feel you are losing motivation from my simplicity of writing, please be honest. I am out of practice and just leaping back into creative writing. Hence the 1x1 versus a group environment.

BluBlood x JulienJaden, A Twisted Kind of Charm

The slight frame of the woman teetered back from the second run-in, a wash of realization stirring the dazed expression. Her jawline lost its tension and a smile of prim even teeth were bared against the obscure lighting. When he leaned in to speak she caught a whiff of bile and immediately understood that Gabriel, her old friend, was past the point of no return. He had popped the cork on his happy hour, and Nadine crinkled her nose at the smell. “Yep! I need a drink!” she agreed, her meticulously penciled eyebrows arching with visible concern. "And I'm guessing you have a fast-track ticket to the bar here?" In jest she pulled on the hem of his shirt, tongue flicking out flirtatiously in the change of events.

It hadn't been her intentions to run into somebody like this but it made her feel bolder in the luck bestowed. As they made their way up to the island counter serving as a generous self-pour station, Nadine's consciousness was plucking up memories whose details wanted to ask more out of him. Gabriel seemed a jaded kind of novelty, seemed off his rocker, he had been off her radar. Despite being a self-admitting hermit, she kept a vice grip out on the pulse of some parts of town. She was avid on putting out her artwork on campus at the university and setting up inside of every coffee shop, restaurant, pub, hole-in-hell places, selling them to keep the bills down with her full-time lifestyle.

"I seriously thought you took a powder, Gabriel. Where the fuck have you been? Did you bring your sister?" She swiveled around him, hand out eagerly for that little cup of awesome sauce. For a moment she flinched, timidly eyeing over his shoulder, trying to remember if Gabriel's sister was even old enough to drink.

BluBlood x JulienJaden, A Twisted Kind of Charm

No rush, it's the holiday weekend! Lol enjoy it while you have break from school. Best wishes to you and your family and friends.

That is weird it did not give you a notification, because the link of your name does go to your profile. Oh well, I am back off to go plays santa's helper! I have a few packages/letters to send out.

Better late than never!

BluBlood x JulienJaden, A Twisted Kind of Charm

Ta-dah! Okay, now off to sleep. Feel free to let me know if you vote for a less frivolous title.

BluBlood x JulienJaden, A Twisted Kind of Charm

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The bass reverberated through every floor of the house, Nadine’s head idly bouncing along with the beat. She eyed her friends Carrie and Sam anxiously, the two of them mingling over the noise that swallowed up Nadine’s attention. She was trying to suck down the pressure by drinking gin and juice, hoping the open bar at this birthday party would let her escape the social unease. The bitter taste of cranberry made her purpled painted lips pucker against her teeth. “Carrie, I think I need to—“ right when she reached out, a man stumbled head first into her, pinning Nadine back against the kitchen counter. The weight was thrown off long enough for the slim girl to evade a projectile wave of vomit. The smell alone filling the sink made Nadine pull her friends out into the foyer at the base of the stairs.

“Listen, I can’t take this, I need some fresh air.” They argued back and forth about how cold outside it was, Nadine deciding to head out alone for a few minutes while they meandered within the party. Deprived of hesitation, she threw herself out the front door. The burst of music behind Nadine was quickly sealed shut in an attempt to evade the commotion. On the porch it felt like she was taking her first real breath in the last hour of being there.

Under the full moon everything glimmered in a blue, opulent atmosphere. Every overwhelming detail to Nadine was left inside of the two-story house, and from the driveway she could only make out the faint ricochet of the beat and the folks inside howling and dancing. Out on the three acres of property, nobody could be disturbed by the antics going on, they were just past the outskirts of town. She trudged slowly up the slope in her laced-up boots, wearily gazing off into the distance at a line of tree that began a forest on the end of the backyard.

Finding a spot to hide wasn’t hard in between the cars. The lot was full of them, droves of student vehicles had lined up at the end of gravel driveway. Nadine’s hands fumbled in the pockets of her jeans and studded leather jacket, discovering the remains of a blunt and a shiny zippo. Its front held an engraved heretic whose forked tongue taunted the owner of the lighter. Flipping the top open the flame lit the end of her roll and inhaling the hit was an earnest action on Nadine’s part. The smoke came so heavy from her nostrils, coiling through the jewelry of her septum piercing. Having a moment alone made her greedily suck on the blunt, this being the first opportune time to smoke since finals. December had brought a dry amount of cold weather, but snow had yet to fall on their hometown. A chill crept up the nape of her neck, under the leather collar she felt her flesh pimpling with goose bumps. It churn dup no motivation to be inside, however, Nadine needed to take a moment to relinquish her anxiety. She pinned herself against a hatchback coupe, staring up into the abyss that no city light obscured from sight. The stars were an abundance of glittering webs, encircling the moon’s own brilliance. Devoid of clouds the sky opened up out to her peripheral vision from this angle, a perfect sight to cherish while her inner tension gradually let go.

When she quietly began to return down the slope, Nadine was no longer encroached by the sight of so many people, so many bodies, steaming up the windows and colliding against each other inside. Smokers lingered outside, whining over the midnight weather but the bite of December only excited her now. Trickling in with some more new comers, Nadine pushed a lock of long thin hair back behind her gauged ears. She absently clawed the tiger’s eye stone stretching the hole of her ear, filed claws clinking against the 20mm plug. Twisting her fingers through her naturally auburn hair, the music flooded her senses and the noise washed over her. But now Nadine felt immune, a tunnel of haze bringing a lighthearted demeanor as she searched the party for another drink...

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

My coworkers and their friends are taking shifts in line at the movie theater for Star Wars today.

Music Appreciation Thread

10/10. I love the memory I have for this song. I heard somebody covering it around a fire, sublimely singing, while on a camping trip as a kid. When I heard the original now, I always have the idea of the fire and the woods stuck in my head. Good vibes.

Music Appreciation Thread

MACHINEHEAD!!!!! 10/10!

Smashing Pumpkins - 10/10, I dig this song by them and a few others. Everybody wants to make fun of that voice but come on, that just makes them more iconic.

What Are You Listening To?

"Jenny" by Nothing More