Wonderful post my dear! Lacy is kind of a prick >:(!
I shall get something to you ASAP and hope the birthday thing went well!
I shall get something to you ASAP and hope the birthday thing went well!
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Oh my gosh, Prisk. I have the same problem :(! I'm so self-conscious with keeping my body to a certain standard that I can't not go to the gym and such. If that makes sense? It may seem weird to folks, but, like, it's such a big deal to me :(!
Wonderful to hear! Again, I'm so sorry for the delay. I'm working on something now. Real life duties called to me for the past few days. If I must be gone for longer, I shall let you know with all due haste!
My thoughts exactly. ESP much :)?
Oh but it's so very interesting! I can gush out so much science geekery at you right now, but I'm going to stop myself right here and just smile and nod. But, yes! Orgo and Psych! My summer shall be well spent.
:O! Am I being usurped? Legally usurped? Yes, I think I'm being usurped! My GM ambition stolen away so easily </3!
Wonderful to hear! Again, I'm so sorry for the delay. I'm working on something now. Real life duties called to me for the past few days. If I must be gone for longer, I shall let you know with all due haste!
My thoughts exactly. ESP much :)?
Oh but it's so very interesting! I can gush out so much science geekery at you right now, but I'm going to stop myself right here and just smile and nod. But, yes! Orgo and Psych! My summer shall be well spent.
:O! Am I being usurped? Legally usurped? Yes, I think I'm being usurped! My GM ambition stolen away so easily </3!
I present to you the honor of being a Co-GM dear :)!
Not that it's that big of a deal ...
Not that it's that big of a deal ...
I have the help of music and images help me with that! Immersion really gets me into the mindset of the character, you know? And that's totally fine! Another gym goer! If I'm not in class, writing, eating, sleeping, or enjoying time with my friends, I'm known to camp out in the gym >>....
Don't ever feel like you need to apologize for not posting right away! I'm very patient, and I'll afford my partner's as much time as they need! Within moderation of course.
Not at all! My door's always open!
If I should remember, I'll pass on his name.
Social media is meh for me. I only use it for group invites and stuff like that. Otherwise, it's kind of just there. I regulate it of course, but I hardly post anything on my social medias. This, however, like you, is where most of my attention is at. The Guild and iwaku are kinda social media in of themselves. In a manner of speaking of course!
Not at all! I'll be taking Intro psychology and organic chemistry. It'll be a fun semester. He...
I'll hopefully get something to you soon! I haven't forgotten about this :(!
Don't ever feel like you need to apologize for not posting right away! I'm very patient, and I'll afford my partner's as much time as they need! Within moderation of course.
Not at all! My door's always open!
If I should remember, I'll pass on his name.
Social media is meh for me. I only use it for group invites and stuff like that. Otherwise, it's kind of just there. I regulate it of course, but I hardly post anything on my social medias. This, however, like you, is where most of my attention is at. The Guild and iwaku are kinda social media in of themselves. In a manner of speaking of course!
Not at all! I'll be taking Intro psychology and organic chemistry. It'll be a fun semester. He...
I'll hopefully get something to you soon! I haven't forgotten about this :(!
Precisely what we'll find out when we get there :)!
Take your time :)!
That definitely makes sense! I was thinking of having a coven move into their location just to spice things up later on, you know? Maybe another war is starting, and they're looking for more people.
That definitely makes sense! I was thinking of having a coven move into their location just to spice things up later on, you know? Maybe another war is starting, and they're looking for more people.
Why thank you!
In her eyes, they're just a bunch of pompous punks who squabble over pointless things. There's history behind her dislike of covens. Not all of them are inherently bad. That's just her perspective :)!
In her eyes, they're just a bunch of pompous punks who squabble over pointless things. There's history behind her dislike of covens. Not all of them are inherently bad. That's just her perspective :)!
There's the intro! Let me know what you think or if you want me to change anything. I hope you enjoy it :)!
Four centuries of life was a lonesome thing indeed. Many spoke of immortality being a gift, but was it truly? Living through so many wars and meeting so many people just to see them die, Tera was probably jaded to everything. She'd come a long way since her humble upbringing as a citizen of the British Empire. It was harder to remember now, but her real father was a carpenter while her mother sold things at the market place. It was a good life. A simple one. She loved the vampire that turned her when she turned 26, but she despised him now.
The woman's way of life was never constant. One of the downsides of being immortal was that one never aged while their friends did. At most, Tera stayed in a position for a decade - maybe a bit more - before finding something else to do. The casual excuses of cosmetics, eating well, sleeping well, and living a stress free life could only work for so long. Someone asked if she did surgery. She remembered replying with a firm no. Little did the human know they were one question away from a big slap to the face. Probably would've snapped their poor neck.
Tonight, however, Tera threw her worry to the wind. She was at the Evening Solace - a rather posh club off the coast of Santa Monica. She worked nearby, UCLA to be exact. Normally, a tenured research faculty member could hardly afford coming to venues like this or owning a home in a primer, secluded by wood part of Beverly Hills. It was thanks to her accumulating wealth from her company - a computer software company - that allowed her to live such a carefree life. Though she didn't have to, she donated generously to charities. It was odd however. By rights, humans were her prey. Her food. However, her bloodied years had passed her long ago. Now? She just wanted to be alone and enjoy the countless years she had left.
Hearing footsteps and smelling a scent she had become all too familiar with, Tera slowly turned to her college - Dennis Frey. "Punctual as always," she said with a smile as she gestured to a seat. "I thought we'd relax tonight. After what happened this week in the lab, I think we deserve a rest, no?"
Dennis nodded as he ordered a bloody mary. The very name made Tera's canines elongate ever so slightly before she bid them abstain. "Thanks to you, we still have our data. I wasn't aware you knew how to manipulate those god forsaken machines!"
Tera laughed in her high alto voice as she tipped her Smirnoff to the man. "My hobbies - as many say - are quite peculiar."
Dennis nodded. "I've only heard stuck up men speak like you have. Tonal wise."
Taking a sip of her drink, Tera grinned. "A matter we've discussed at length," she said. "There's charm in the old mannerisms of speech, no? Ah, the rest of our guests are here."
Several of their work colleagues waved to the two, as Tera waved back. She was dressed elegantly as always. Se wore a white blouse with a matching black cuffed blazer and black jeans. She wore black knee high boots as well. Darker colors were her preferred. Color was spectacular, but only for certain occasions. As Tera exchanged greetings with the others, a scent - another one all too familiar to her - demanded her attention.
"If you all will excuse me for a moment?" she asked before getting to her feet.
The smell was that of her own kind. A vampire. A child of the night. Ever since the coven wars from 2 centuries back, Tera seldom mingled with her own kind. It was lonely, but she didn't want to deal with the territory wars or the conflicts. It was exciting once, but as she grew older, the whole affair was silly and stupid.
Her eyes fixed on a gorgeous woman as she subconsciously thought of her own appearance. Her brownish-blonde hair was tied into a neat, impeccable bun while her eye liner and eye shadow accentuated her violet eyes. Her clothes hugged her form in a appealing yet quite conservative manner. She was hardly the 'put out' type of woman.
Clearing her throat, she gestured to the seat. "Is that taken?" she asked. She studied the woman's face before a slight bit of recognition came to her. "Are you not the reporter from the News Channel? I certainly had my doubts concerning your origin. Now? There's no questioning it."
Taking the seat, Tera stared at the woman. "Are you with coven or are you alone? I've avoided those fools for the past century," she said so only the two women could hear. "If you're attached, I ask you not reveal my presence. Things would get ... problematic."
The woman's way of life was never constant. One of the downsides of being immortal was that one never aged while their friends did. At most, Tera stayed in a position for a decade - maybe a bit more - before finding something else to do. The casual excuses of cosmetics, eating well, sleeping well, and living a stress free life could only work for so long. Someone asked if she did surgery. She remembered replying with a firm no. Little did the human know they were one question away from a big slap to the face. Probably would've snapped their poor neck.
Tonight, however, Tera threw her worry to the wind. She was at the Evening Solace - a rather posh club off the coast of Santa Monica. She worked nearby, UCLA to be exact. Normally, a tenured research faculty member could hardly afford coming to venues like this or owning a home in a primer, secluded by wood part of Beverly Hills. It was thanks to her accumulating wealth from her company - a computer software company - that allowed her to live such a carefree life. Though she didn't have to, she donated generously to charities. It was odd however. By rights, humans were her prey. Her food. However, her bloodied years had passed her long ago. Now? She just wanted to be alone and enjoy the countless years she had left.
Hearing footsteps and smelling a scent she had become all too familiar with, Tera slowly turned to her college - Dennis Frey. "Punctual as always," she said with a smile as she gestured to a seat. "I thought we'd relax tonight. After what happened this week in the lab, I think we deserve a rest, no?"
Dennis nodded as he ordered a bloody mary. The very name made Tera's canines elongate ever so slightly before she bid them abstain. "Thanks to you, we still have our data. I wasn't aware you knew how to manipulate those god forsaken machines!"
Tera laughed in her high alto voice as she tipped her Smirnoff to the man. "My hobbies - as many say - are quite peculiar."
Dennis nodded. "I've only heard stuck up men speak like you have. Tonal wise."
Taking a sip of her drink, Tera grinned. "A matter we've discussed at length," she said. "There's charm in the old mannerisms of speech, no? Ah, the rest of our guests are here."
Several of their work colleagues waved to the two, as Tera waved back. She was dressed elegantly as always. Se wore a white blouse with a matching black cuffed blazer and black jeans. She wore black knee high boots as well. Darker colors were her preferred. Color was spectacular, but only for certain occasions. As Tera exchanged greetings with the others, a scent - another one all too familiar to her - demanded her attention.
"If you all will excuse me for a moment?" she asked before getting to her feet.
The smell was that of her own kind. A vampire. A child of the night. Ever since the coven wars from 2 centuries back, Tera seldom mingled with her own kind. It was lonely, but she didn't want to deal with the territory wars or the conflicts. It was exciting once, but as she grew older, the whole affair was silly and stupid.
Her eyes fixed on a gorgeous woman as she subconsciously thought of her own appearance. Her brownish-blonde hair was tied into a neat, impeccable bun while her eye liner and eye shadow accentuated her violet eyes. Her clothes hugged her form in a appealing yet quite conservative manner. She was hardly the 'put out' type of woman.
Clearing her throat, she gestured to the seat. "Is that taken?" she asked. She studied the woman's face before a slight bit of recognition came to her. "Are you not the reporter from the News Channel? I certainly had my doubts concerning your origin. Now? There's no questioning it."
Taking the seat, Tera stared at the woman. "Are you with coven or are you alone? I've avoided those fools for the past century," she said so only the two women could hear. "If you're attached, I ask you not reveal my presence. Things would get ... problematic."
Tera Reviera Huntington
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