@naturesloopholed and I somewhat plotted a thread
After seeing her dorm room and waving goodbye to her parents, the dhampir turned to face their family friend, Ali Salvatore, who looked at her with an reassuring smile and had reassured her that everything is going to be fine. I’m excited for this! Nessie thought to herself, as she had follow the beautiful blonde back the way towards her dorm room to meet her neighbour. Ever since Ali had told them about this school, she was excited to be normal and not to act human around the unsuspecting humans. Here she can be herself.
Nessie followed Ali, excited and nervous at the same time, she wished she had Uncle Jasper to be here and calm her down, as they had passed her new dorm room, to the next door. Ali had knocked on the door, and called out, “Hope, it’s me, Ali, can I come in? There is someone I want to introduce you.”
“Yeah I’ve seen some weird magic stuff. First thing that comes to mind are these li’l talkin’ apple guys called “junimos” that live in the old community center. They don’t seem to like people much, though, so I can’t guarantee you’ll catch ‘em.”
it had barely lasted minutes but gideon feels exhausted. maybe it’s the come down of the adrenaline surge that pulsed through his body. maybe it’s that feeling of accomplishment. maybe it’s somethign else entirely. he’s not sure. he combs his fingers through his sweat-damp hair and makes his way toward the pali house to drop off his things. he grabs a towel or two, changes out of his clothes into a pair of swim trunks, and makes a b-line toward the hot springs.
he’s almost there when he sees a familiar face and a half smile blooms over his mouth. “gage!” he calls out, jogging over to him. “wanna join me at the hot springs? got an extra towel if you need one.” he remembers their last conversation and gage’s decision on not playing nomiki’s game. he understands, but maybe with more familiarity he’ll be able to make sure that he wants to join in on the next one. crazy witch or not.
@rosefromdeath asked “I’ve never seen so much blood in my life.”
The blonde vampire had smelt the blood before she entered the abandoned building to see piles of corpses laying all over the floor, blood everywhere. Someone must have had fun, Ali thought to herself, as she noted that bodies were in various stages of decomposing, and saw some bodies were young. Too young, a waste, Ali thought to herself, sadly and angrily, till she hear Gabriella’s voice.
“Gabriella!” Ali said, surprised, turning around to face her. She did not hear her friend come in. ” Ali vamp speed over to her, turning her around so she was facing Ali, not the bodies, and said, “You shouldn’t be seeing that.”
“Also…I gotta ask…those horns and wings…what are they made of? Because I know they aren’t real, right? Heh…”
Starter for @schattenmagier
Finally the winter cold had released Yharnam from its grasp and Laurence had been eager to walk around the city without having to fear to freeze to death. He had taken a walk, enjoying the warmth of the spring sun, fed the cats and surprise visited some of the blood ministration clinics to see if everything was still in check.
Now that noon had come closer Laurence had organized himself a pretzel but wasn’t too keen eating it surrounded by the public, with people who would recognize him and ask him for blood vials or - and that was worse - accuse him of being responsible for the beastly scourge.
So Laurence had found a rather secluded alley in which someone still had put a bench and sat himself down to enjoy his meal in peace. Well, he wanted to enjoy it in peace but he stopped when he saw someone sneaking into the alley, looking around as if being followed or wanting to make sure that nobody followed.
Laurence wasn’t been able to seen very good from his position and he decided to make himself a bit smaller even, interested in how the figure who approached his position would react.
before stopping at the banquet hall, gideon stops by his room and drops off his swords. he grabs a heavier jacket for the brisk evening air, and then heads back out toward the large hall.
he sits down after grabbing a salad and a fork and starts picking at it idly, contemplating just what the fuck had went down. teams seems like a dangerous game to play, but he’s all for it. he just doesn’t know who, or what team, he should be part of. there’s many that share his same views, but would they work well together? or does he need to try to see things from the other perspective a little more? he stabs at the leafy greens with his fork before placing it into his mouth. he’s lost in thought as he looks up, seeing some of the others coming toward the hall.
“Unfortunately, I know that feeling all too well.” the blonde vampire sighed, turning her head to stare at the young witch. At her age, she has many memories, some were good, some were bad, but the majority was good, great memories and she will always remember those ones. “What memory is causing you grief, Wendy?”