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maskormenacelogs2017-02-23 07:08 pm
callhousekeeping) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-02-23 07:08 pm
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something something gaga lyric
WHO: Countess and JPM
WHERE: The Castile
WHEN: Earlier this month
WHAT: contagions make affection a not-just-one-way thing?
WARNINGS: assholes, murders, vampires, etc
She blames the quiet. It's unusually quiet this morning.
That's the reason she goes off looking for him, eventually winding up in the wine cellar, where she is unsurprised to find him occupied with a victim. What else would he be doing? Hotel owning business??? Don't be ridiculous.
"Having fun?" she asks, looking half interested as she runs her fingers along the bottles before she picks one out. "You must be the only one not feeling sluggish today. Not a peep throughout the rest of the whole hotel."
WHERE: The Castile
WHEN: Earlier this month
WHAT: contagions make affection a not-just-one-way thing?
WARNINGS: assholes, murders, vampires, etc
She blames the quiet. It's unusually quiet this morning.
That's the reason she goes off looking for him, eventually winding up in the wine cellar, where she is unsurprised to find him occupied with a victim. What else would he be doing? Hotel owning business??? Don't be ridiculous.
"Having fun?" she asks, looking half interested as she runs her fingers along the bottles before she picks one out. "You must be the only one not feeling sluggish today. Not a peep throughout the rest of the whole hotel."
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Her fingers cover his, cold skin on that of a man now living again, and she purses her lips.
"Is she going to leave if he doesn't fall over the edge? Or are you going to kill her?" Ordinarily she'd be at his throat for even the potential of it, but there's something equally alluring about the idea of Raina dying. If Countess can't have her, then Chilton certainly shouldn't. He should be a good, patient boy, and lick up the scraps once Countess moves on.
March looks dopey and Countess looks like she's eyeing prey.
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He leans an arm on the cushion behind him so he can prop his cheek up with his hand. It's rather picturesque, young man enamored with a lady, though the setting would likely be more a park bench, lake filled with ducks and other lovers on boats behind them. Only no one would paint these two with soft pastels and quiet blues. That would simply be obscene.
"Raina doesn't strike me as a woman who gives up. He may stumble at the edge once or twice, but he will jump right over it. I'd prefer sooner and not later, but. Ah. We cannot always have what we desire in quick timing! Waiting can be its own reward."
Just like getting to gaze upon his predatory wife is its own reward. Hearts are all but falling out of his eyes.
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She twists her wrist and links their fingers, digs her nails into the back of his hand as she leans toward him. "Although... James, what would happen if she died here? Would she stay? Forever?"
People have died in the Castile, but she's never bothered to ask if it has the same powers as the Cortez, if it feeds on souls and keeps them around for their misery. Understandably, she's been a bit more fascinated with the souls she already knew suddenly being alive and free to roam again.
"It would be terribly lonely if everyone eventually checks out."