Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Pepper LeForge on Mar 30, 2018 1:21:34 GMT
Winking at her as she shoulder bumped" like you was expecting anything else chere"
Listening to Mel she ate and nodded agreeing with both her lions, watching the others come out they looked dog tired and she smirked giving a pleased nod to J. Between the docks and him they kept the Lions tough and out of trouble because they were too tired to brush they teeth most of the time much less get in to things that would look poorly on the pride. Rubbing her bare leg against Aminitas playfully under the table.
She wanted to know how the cat was but it could wait they had company, tapping one of the boys as he walked past" take a beer and a plate to the driver in the car please"
getting a very quick yes ma'm in reply he knew she'd chew his ass if he didn't do it. The lion in question couldn't have been more than 17 his lil peach fuzz goatee made her smile. Shed taunted the crap out of him so did the others but he wouldnt shave it.
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Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on Apr 24, 2018 2:00:58 GMT
He was casual about it but it was always his way to look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially now as with Chidera’s training and attention he spotted things he wouldn’t have consciously before. " Sounds like good timing but for us every day is Fat Tuesday since the green been flowing in from that New York Big Shot you know him? Samuel ?"
Namely she smelled of Vampire faintly like a passing scent except it lingered. She was from Chicago and he’d heard about being the only city not having fallen victim to the Vitamin V outbreak or clean-up. There were still a few V-heads that popped up every now and again. And most importantly she watched everyone with cop eyes. All in all a wary person form the City of Monsters and well having watched Aminta and Pepper in action as well as seeing how innocent Chidera could make herself he was wary. Not judging just appreciating what it was he thought he saw. And he thought he saw a similar if not kindred spirit. She’d kill and worse to protect her own. Pouring another round he toasted form a distance and finished his plate.
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Post by Mel Haze on Apr 24, 2018 3:51:41 GMT
She looked from one to the other and answered in the order she remembered being asked" no I was originally a cop from Atlanta infected in the line of duty and treated like something you would wipe off your shoe by those I used to call friend then worse by those who were supposed to help me with my new..situation.My best friend had already moved to Chicago made a place for her self. shes the leopard leader there.. so she asked heiro to give me a chance..I been there ever since"
She noticed jeadon notice her and smirked glad they had someone quick on the uptake"Samuel yes we have met a fair few times"
That bit said with a bit of a weird smile but most people who knew samuel in any form either cringed or twitched mentioning him that she noticed" he helped the pride here?"
she wondered if heiro knew not that he should mind it seemed to be doing well for the pride and thats what the abstract wanted for the lions to do well.
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Aminta Eliades on Apr 24, 2018 4:19:20 GMT
She knew when Jaedon was fishing. His mind worked always forward even if it was sliding sideways. He was locked in on some minor tell that betrayed Melissa being far deadlier than she seemed. She chewed and smiled. Using a fork as cover her voice low enough only for Pepper she said, “Only the best always.” Louder as she chewed and swallowed far more daintily than one would expected from her usual rough and tumble appearance.
" I am glad you landed so well after your infection. I’ve met your Rex he and his brother are… Interesting. Two sides of a similar coin yet bookends somehow." She shrugged glancing to Pepper as the best way to put it politely eluded her. They were beasts, monsters, and very bad men; Yet they both did so much good by accident and on purpose. It was an interesting puzzle to solve yet she couldn’t quite right it. Perhaps she hoped to find some kinship in that both sides of the line style of being.
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Post by Alexandras Haiht on May 2, 2018 4:07:02 GMT
The sun wasn’t set yet she was up. She was so awake it was nearly painful. Laying using her breathing exercises didn’t have the effect it usually did. She as all vampires didn’t actually need to breathe but the exercise was a mental one as well. It was a mindful practice forcing her thoughts to slow so she might order them. Yet in this she was failing. It was the effect of having flown back to New Orleans. It was being once again on the soil that birthed her twice. Once during her living days then once more into the unlife.
Having had enough as she was sleeping or trying to and not dead to the world. She risked it she unlocked her coffin. Lightly raising it hoping to find darkness. The scent of Magnolias and Lilacs she risked more as her hand was not burned. She raised the lid surprised to find herself wide awake she threw her shields wide to scan the area she was in. The Inn on Bourbon and a gasp catching in her throat. She didn’t have to look far as Gates sat in repose reading…
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Master of Maîtres De Sang
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Post by Gates on May 2, 2018 4:09:37 GMT
" I was wondering how long you would toss and turn. Instead of rising… greetings, Alexandras. It is a pleasure to see you again. " This said as he crossed the room shields high and tight so as to not overwhelm Alexandras. Gates offered his hand to help her rise from her coffin. “ Alexandras dear, welcome home.” Saying so as she rose he placed the softest kisses against her forehead a benediction of welcome and sign of forgiveness.
Meetin her eyes with a hand placed beneath her chin so she couldn't look away. "This is no slight of hand nor a trick of the light. Even when you are not here this is your home. You will always be welcomed to visit."
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Pepper LeForge on May 2, 2018 5:36:19 GMT
Pepper grinned, at all the cloak and dagger of it, then stretching soft and cat-like" so you gon hang till dusk or go site seeing before your visit to the kiss tonight? I'm sure Chidera will be very interested to meet you"
Wondering where their little spiritual moppet was. Reaching out to him and feeling him on bourbon flipping cards for tourist making bank. He could speak French and had easily picked up the patoua. Feeling better now that she knew where he was, she finished the last morsels on her plate" if you gon stay a bit we can take that fancy hooch to the holy place and give you a bit of a blessing while you here"
Looking to her companions and standing to take her plate in there was a chart with who had dishes tonight which is the one everyone hated but they had a restaurant style dishwasher that shed insisted on once they got the lions from chidera.
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Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on May 5, 2018 2:59:46 GMT
Jaedn didn’t say anything though it was harder than he’d ever admit to not. Instead he filled his mouth with a nice long swig. Chidera. Really? Wow now that was a as the locals who grew up here would a say ‘a fine how do’ Chidera was as close and sometimes more lion than any other person he’d met save Gates the two Banks brothers and well himself. Melissa, he hadn’t seen in action but if her eyes were any indication she was at least enough of a lines to survive as long as she had and call on the power that meant. In other words hopefully she had a guide with her when she met or else there would be definite fireworks. There would be that natural feeling out that could result in blood or more.
" Pretty-boy’s not back yet she might as well wait until he drags in so she can meet him. Wouldn’t do for her to scare him when they meet during the parade Pep. You know hes gonna work the crowd and if she down here for Mardi they will definitely meet. Hard not to really."
Finishing his drink he refilled sipping before going on. “Why don’t we head out to the Venatorious and get a fill of what he’s managed out there. “
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Post by Mel Haze on May 5, 2018 6:54:59 GMT
it was to good an offer to not so she nodded and stood willing to go but listening always listening to what might be unsaddled. Wondering who this one they called pretty boy was.she was picturing some clean cut buff college boy almost surfer looking maybe even a bit frat bro.
As they walked the magic grew and she heard the large gators splashing in the water and shivered a bit not wanting to meet one of those in a dark place. they had maybe an hour or so till duak and she wouldn't take long to freshen up at the hotel and change. Alex had helped her pick out one of rini's designs for the first formal meeting of the kiss.
The mesh and lace dress sported geometric panels of darker wine lace almost tribal African in motif it covered her neck to the floor but the peek boo panels were artfully arranged to cover her most delicate bits amply. it clung tight to the mid-thigh then dropped in a mermaid style out. She would pair ir with a smokey garnet eye and lip.
The place they ended up stole the breath her beast stood and stared the voices whispered over her and she flinched as odly tho he hadn't died here a very familiar spirit stood close but not able to enter. Masrshal lau even in death eas a dogged hunter of shifters.
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Aminta Eliades on May 6, 2018 1:56:09 GMT
Without thinking overlymuch on it xhe moved with Pep when they were in close poxiity so she found herself nearer the chore chart as Pep cleaned her plate and set it on the rack. Shaking her head tsking as she did. “Now that’s going to be a kako pragma,” She said lapsing into her nearly naïve Greek. Dauphine was on dishes and had a late shift at the docks. The on-call was Peter and he was a surly as a bear in winter and usually needed prodding to get things done timely. Catching Peps eye she nodded no as in not a major issue but one not to deal with in front of guests. Elias the scruffy hared whelp would usually step up it was his way but in front of guests he could easily and often be counted on to put on airs to puff himself up. She slid her glass into Peps hand with a nod to get Melissa to the Vena so she could handle the chore wheel. It was a matter of conversations had.
In the last few weeks as they settled more into the family that most Prides hell most clans aspired to it had usually fallen to her to be the mid-line the make or break. So a conversation was usually enough. Jaedon was all in on responsibility and its consequences which usually meant he was too stern. Pep was usually as sweet in delivery as honey in the sunshine as such it usually came off as kinder than she meant it. Even when she was reading one of the Pride for filth it was about as kind as an offer to dinner. Which was weird in the grand scheme of things as Pep had a steal to her most men would envy especially in one so young. Aminta guessed it was a southern thing. Only folks she knew could cu your throat with a smile, an apology for the mess, and mean it.
She was usually the plain direct and this is what it was parent as such when she offered one thing or another it put the responsibility on them as she while making a living of lying never did with the Pride.
“You go ahead and go I’ll be right out,” She said so Melissa wouldn’t read anything into her statement or take offense at the silent communication around her.
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Pepper LeForge on May 6, 2018 5:17:18 GMT
Pepper understood it all fast and nodded taking both her companions one on each arm and keeping them moving Jeadon would get what just happened but it wasn't anything to dwell over so she ushered them out and noticed when Mel shuddered " yeah everyone feels this place different cher"
Letting her go to wander and wait on Nita and then burtram, who she reached out to again calling him with mental pictures of where they were. She felt him pack up and prepare to come home" burtam will be here shortly"
She felt the changes for sure he had calmed the spirits for sure but there was still something off it meant they would have to suck it up and go to Hawaii soon.
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Post by Burtram Waters on May 6, 2018 6:14:45 GMT
He felt the tentative pings from his queen and smiled finishing up hiis day at least a thousand ahead of the game. He got into the beater he had brought to come and go to the house. Not wanting to always ask for a ride. He made short work getting home and parked. waving to folk as he went past but heading for the holy place.
Having shed his gypsy looking scarves and bangles. He was left in simple tight jeans beat-up cowboy boots and a purple tank top that had faded to a light eggplant shade. Eyes rimmed in khol with his naturally long lashes mascara. His mane of golden brownish curls a riot unconstrained all over is head.
as he got close he felt one he didn't know and sniffed at her noticing the man standing outside the glade unable to cross but definitely dead. The look he gave the boy made him shudder it was a very dangerous searching stare then a smile that told him he should be glad he was dead" did yall bring friends cause chile der a man out there looking fo some body"
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Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on May 6, 2018 17:01:32 GMT
As Pep and Ami exchanged looks Jaedon without meaning to ram-rodded his back thinking over what it could be noticing Ami’s proximity to the chore wheel. It meant a scheduling conflict. And knowing the Pride as well as he did he thought of two who would be behind such a thing and those who would make it worse. He immediately began thinking on how to best get the message across to them that it was for the betterment of everyone and not to make waves. Yet Pep was at his elbow leading him and Melissa out to the Vena. He chuckled to himself as it was clear the Regina’s were doing here best to minimize making a scene in front of their guest. It was the smart and polite play yet one he hadn’t thought of. He’d immediately locked onto what was the right thing cut to the point. He hadn’t immediately thought on how it would appear. There was more work to be done. He knew that and nodded to no one but himself. Saying aloud as he felt Pep dial up her energy and Melissa take in the holy.
" Ain’t that the truth I’ve been in a few and this one here seems wilder. Spiritually bigger than most. I know part of its to do with Pretty-boy. He’s like a spiritual gardener, groundskeeper and designer all at once. "
No sooner had he finished had he felt pretty-boy growing closer. He smirked at the quote Ami tossed out a lot. ‘Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.’
He smiled and nodded as he came barreling through a long-limbed hippie wild-child still wearing that thick mascara that made him seem even more wild and spiritual that the tourists ate up like it was the finest last meal ever down in the quarter. Looking back towards the entrance he looked from Melissa to Pretty-boy and back. She didn’t seem plussed by the news but neither did he or Pep which meant either she didn’t know or was unphased. He wasn’t blind to such things but the phantasmal other blended together for him. Unlike Pretty-Boy who could tell the difference between color and intensity of those who crossed over he could at times draw sketches of them.
“Don’t start like that, pretty. This here is Melissa she a friend of Samuel and the Chicago Rex is hers. Melissa this is Pretty-Boy he is our Spiritual Succurro in all but name and training.” He said by way of introduction and giving himself a way to politely close the distance between he and Burtram. Occasionally with closeness or touch he could piggy-back on what the boy saw. This was unexpected the spirit outside was not a lost lion but something else he couldn’t get any details except male, not lion, anger/rage, predator.
Wasn’t a lost or driven off lion spirit didn’t mean much to him as such. New Orleans was the third most haunted city in America there were ghosts of ghosts everywhere.
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Post by Alexandras Haiht on May 6, 2018 21:17:34 GMT
Oh really she thought a brief glimmer of her old unending anger flashing behind her eyes. How dare he act as if his banishment was a gift. Stopping herself as she followed that thought to its end as well as the truth of his words. He was right and that was made her even angrier. Though not in the old way not the hot blinding way. No something else as shameful way. A way that she had no experience in dealing with. A way that sat in her chest and pointed its fingers at her. It was an anger that turned inward and lazily cut through her as if it had all the time in the world. As if it had been sitting there the whole time just waiting for her to notice. His words caused her to notice. And she noticed it with the same attention to detail with which she ran Aeolas’ household and businesses.
Damn him she thought. He was right as she had flourished and yet managed to not meet her potential. He’d in that way that was so galling knew. He knew that there was more to her and more she could do and yet she stayed in the comfortable she didn’t push herself. Pulling her head away from his all too warm flesh she stepped away. Backing away really as there was very few places to go. The suns light filtered through the window casing a warm tangerine hue to the room. It was lovely. The scent of the courtyard wafting in whispering with it home. She closed her shields hard and fast she didn’t want to slip up showing too much of herself. Because in that moment the only thing she wanted was her friend. She wanted her lioness. She wanted to see Melissa. She also knew until Gates was done with her that was not an option.
" I am surprised to be greeted by you Master Gates. And I thank you for your welcome and time. “ Alexandras paused considering her next words very carefully. “I would become more presentable so that I and my companion might properly greet you as is proper and true.”
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Post by Mel Haze on May 6, 2018 23:25:07 GMT
Mel heard him and was taken a back he was nothing like she expected but everything she should of. Lith wild pretty to almost androgony but the jawline was what said male.
His voice was soft but musical to her ears, definitely intresting she could see and sense that if he was to so called read someone they would be truly read. Her eyes had widened that he could see henry, but then jeadon explained.
She cleared her throat to greet him but was a bit scared to touch him because she thought he might get the second spirit from that night to show and then she'd loose it." Nice to meet you..pepper said your name is Bertram "
She didn't want to have pretty stuck in her head to link him but admittedly it fit.
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