dorian ♕’s
Comments
(group member since Nov 28, 2020)
Showing 1,381-1,400 of 1,660

He nodded. "Young Mya Keesh said the meadows!" He tilts his head. "Are you going to accept my hand?"

He extended a hand to the girl. "Name? And area, of course." He looked back towards the crowd. "This young lady seems to think she can take a Venandi!"
Yumiko wrote: "Dorian wrote: "Yumiko wrote: "ok so do i just put it here"
Yup!"
okay"i actually have a demon wip, so if you need it for info, or inspiration, or just greater help, tell me to post it
Yumiko wrote: "the information"yes
Yumiko wrote: "ok so do i just put it here"it can be a wip, if you don't want to do it all at once!
Yumiko wrote: "ok so do i just put it here"Yup!

Marcus stood. He cocked his head. "Where, then? Since you think I am so easily beatable." He leaned in, right next to the girl's ear. "Since, you seem to think I won't make it out." He stands and throws his arms out. "Ladies and gentlemen! Come, once, come all, to the wonderfully, spectacular challenge!"

Marcus' smile slips off his face. "I wouldn't want to hurt a small, petite, beautiful girl like you. You might not make it out."

Marcus gave her a smile. "Is that a challenge, little girl?" He sheaths his dagger and props his feet up on the table. "I don't think you'd do well to challenge
me ."

Marcus chuckled, and continued cleaning his nails. "I could kill any of you in a blink of an eye." In a flash, he stabs the dagger between the girl's fingers. Any closer and her fingers would've been cut off. Marcus tilts his head. "For instance."

Marcus glanced around him. It was clear that everyone hated him here, whether they were witches or not. He shrugged. Venandi tended to have rumors of naughty things behind closed doors.
*this could actually be a tie in to half of your guys' stories! Some of your guys' characters were sexually assaulted, the assaulters could've been Venandi!*
Ark~ Welcome to our freakshow~ wrote: "Name: Ryan Callahan
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Sexuality: Bisexual
Need: Maybe a SO?"Approved! We'll find you one, soon!

Marcus opened, then closed his mouth. The girl slid over the question like it was glass.
Fine. Two can play that game, then.
"Why shouldn't I?" He grabbed his dagger, and began using it to clean his fingernails.

Dante wrenched himself out of Cas' grip. "You? It's because of you that we're in this mess in the first place! And her talking about, talking about.." He winced, and gripped his mind. "Fuck. It hurts to even think."

Marcus smiled. The girl had a slight sass to her. "Are you a witch, girl?" He crossed his arms and raised a brow. The threat, the threat of what he would do to the girl if she was a witch, went unspoken.

Dante sighed. "Your mother almost killed me. In my dead family's house." He didn't look around. Couldn't look around. He got up, then paused as the world spun around him. "Woah."

Marcus leaned forward, and set his tea on the table. "So." He said. "How about them witches? Menaces aren't they?" He throw his head back and gave a bold, loud laugh. He looked at the girl-- Selena--. "What about you?"

Marcus narrowed his eyes on a particular group. Grabbing his tea without a thanks, he set himself over to them. He slid in the seat that was next to the man --Silas--

Marcus glances at the girl beside him, and gives her a smile. The girl flinches, and Marcus grins even wider. "I'll have a tea, thank you. Make sure it's peppermint." He turns around, and sits on the counter. Swings his legs. Plenty of people need to order, but Marcus knows they won't make a move with him here.

Marcus the cafe with a whisk of wind. The conversation died. The cafe went quiet. Everyone stared. He was a Venandi, no one would ever think--
He made his way to the counter, and leaned forward. "Hello."