Open Starters - Eternal City RP2024-03-28T14:47:51Zhttps://eternalcityrp.com/forum/categories/open-starters/listForCategory?feed=yes&xn_auth=noLending a helping hand (Rosabelle and Lachlan closed)tag:eternalcityrp.com,2023-02-11:6610746:Topic:4346462023-02-11T22:27:04.990Z✓ Rosabelle Iris Greyhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/ScarletDiamond
<p>It was a dark night when Rosabelle got off work when she decided to meet the Alpha of Alphas. Rosabelle wasn’t used to meeting new people but since he was her alpha, she needed to meet him. While making her way over, Rosabelle made sure she looked presentable as she wanted to make sure she was presentable for her alpha. Once she got to Lachlan’s house, she knocked and waited as she kept her senses up due to her past. Dom had told her that she was safe in Evermore but Rosabelle was still…</p>
<p>It was a dark night when Rosabelle got off work when she decided to meet the Alpha of Alphas. Rosabelle wasn’t used to meeting new people but since he was her alpha, she needed to meet him. While making her way over, Rosabelle made sure she looked presentable as she wanted to make sure she was presentable for her alpha. Once she got to Lachlan’s house, she knocked and waited as she kept her senses up due to her past. Dom had told her that she was safe in Evermore but Rosabelle was still nervous and scared that the men might come after her.</p>
<p>Rosabelle straightened her jacket and held her bag closed before she heard the door open. She was startled alittle as she looked at him. Her eyes examined him as he looked tired and overwhelmed. “H-Hi, umm I am Rosabelle Grey? I just wanted to meet you since you are the Alpha.” She said softly before she looked down at the ground in nervousness. “W-Would you like some help?” She asked as she glanced at him for a moment, “You look tired and look like you need help.” She said nervously as Rosabelle didn’t want to offend the Alpha.</p>
<p>The Ailuranthrope looked at her alpha to see if he would like her help, even thought she wanted to help her alpha to get some rest and not feel overwhelmed. “I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make it sound like that.” She said nervously as she looked down at the ground again as she kept standing there nervously. “I can leave if you want me to.” She said as she looked at him for a moment before looking back down.</p>
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<p><a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1fcefa347c11352137d7ffab92a8f103/tumblr_inline_o1voghtbTd1tae3h3_250.gifv" rel="noopener" target="_blank"><img class="align-right" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1fcefa347c11352137d7ffab92a8f103/tumblr_inline_o1voghtbTd1tae3h3_250.gifv?profile=RESIZE_710x"></img></a> It had been far too long since she had gotten to travel anywhere 'just because' so much so that she hadn't had the first idea what to pack for the trip, it had taken her many hours of back and forth through the manor, taking things out, putting things back in, shaking her head and sighing at herself before she finally found herself…</p>
<p><a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1fcefa347c11352137d7ffab92a8f103/tumblr_inline_o1voghtbTd1tae3h3_250.gifv" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1fcefa347c11352137d7ffab92a8f103/tumblr_inline_o1voghtbTd1tae3h3_250.gifv?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>It had been far too long since she had gotten to travel anywhere 'just because' so much so that she hadn't had the first idea what to pack for the trip, it had taken her many hours of back and forth through the manor, taking things out, putting things back in, shaking her head and sighing at herself before she finally found herself zipping up the suitcase ready to go. She did one last check-in on Mal, reminding her not to cause too much trouble for the guard covering her in her absence before finally making her way out and jumping in the taxi over to Caleb's place.</p>
<p>When she arrived she thanked the driver and tipped him before taking out her bag and standing for a moment, so this is what the prospect of an entire week of freedom felt like. Honestly it was so foreign to her because working was pretty much a constant thing for a guard and she had generally been okay with that, the Ailward manor was her home before it was a workplace and her work rarely felt like a chore. But the idea of being able to just go and explore was exciting to her.</p>
<p>Heading up to the door she knocked and waited for Caleb, hoping he was ready to set off on their new adventure as much as she was, because she was practically bouncing on her toes in excitement and she couldn't wait to share that with him. "Hey" she spoke softly and allowed a bright, easygoing smile to cross her lips "Are you ready for our adventure?" she questioned.</p> A Series of Unfortunate Events (Jihoon & Sunmin)tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-09-30:6610746:Topic:4295112021-09-30T16:28:44.893Z✓ Jihoon Limhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Shadow
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">He settled pretty fine in college, that’s how Jihoon thought would go. But god was he wrong, at the moment he’s trying his best to escape from this dispute between Seojun and the dance team because both were arguing and somehow, the poor valkyr got stuck while he was supposed to bake a few cakes. Yesterday, he remembered heading over to the cafe just in front of the university’s entrance because he wanted to get a cup of coffee before resuming his shift at the…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">He settled pretty fine in college, that’s how Jihoon thought would go. But god was he wrong, at the moment he’s trying his best to escape from this dispute between Seojun and the dance team because both were arguing and somehow, the poor valkyr got stuck while he was supposed to bake a few cakes. Yesterday, he remembered heading over to the cafe just in front of the university’s entrance because he wanted to get a cup of coffee before resuming his shift at the bakery that he got a part-time job at. He wasn’t sure what it was about the very bread that’s been popular for the past week with the students, but Seojun got into an argument with Ryan, who’s the president of the dance club, over a loaf of bread. Okay, it’s not</span> <b>just</b> <span style="font-weight: 400;">over a loaf of bread, it’s the last stock of the chocolate bread he had worked with Freyja. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">He didn’t think people liked it that much that it sold out for the first three days and now his grumpy roommate who was ready to tear the other guy in shreds is also one of the many who’s fighting for it. “Cats are so sensitive…” he muttered, Seojun reminds him a lot like Dae. Speaking of which, he missed the niveis. He lifted his head up from the couch where he found himself sleeping on, after spending the entire night finishing the cakes. He supposed he could've finished them much earlier if it wasn't because of the incident yesterday but he was glad he could diffuse the tension between the two. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ab/d3/bf/abd3bf228abf9214ab10601ac9b96297.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ab/d3/bf/abd3bf228abf9214ab10601ac9b96297.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="240" class="align-left"/></a>Jihoon craned his neck and stretched out his arms "I really shouldn't sleep on the couch overnight…" he groaned, the ache was very much there but it's bearable. He took a quick shower and changed out of his work clothes into something more casual before heading out with the cakes in the containers. He promised to give Yeon and Dae the first taste, and the valkyr intends to keep his promise. Perhaps he was daydreaming about how delighted Freyja would be if he came visiting with another cake because the last time he surprised her at the cafe while she was doing her work, she took the cake pretty well. He ought to bake her another next time, just the thought of seeing that face light up with happiness and excitement is more than enough for a payment.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Of course, while he was walking down the pavement with the containers in his hand, daydreaming about his crush, the last thing he'd expect was a bike was heading his way.</span></p> Lumiere, darling. (Caleb and Octavia)tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-05-11:6610746:Topic:4272722021-05-11T02:16:45.606Z✓ Caleb Eli Segal ~Mod~https://eternalcityrp.com/profile/CalebSegal
<p>Typically, the human had no trouble silencing his cellphone and surrounding himself by the brightly colored palettes, stark white canvas, and large windows that formed his studio. Today was a different matter entirely. Caleb was distracted. He lay back on the wooden floor, staring up at the roof, and balancing a paintbrush between his thumb and forefingers. It was his favorite paintbrush. One could even say it was lucky. It had belonged to his mother and painted many a great piece before…</p>
<p>Typically, the human had no trouble silencing his cellphone and surrounding himself by the brightly colored palettes, stark white canvas, and large windows that formed his studio. Today was a different matter entirely. Caleb was distracted. He lay back on the wooden floor, staring up at the roof, and balancing a paintbrush between his thumb and forefingers. It was his favorite paintbrush. One could even say it was lucky. It had belonged to his mother and painted many a great piece before he’d taken it into his own hands. He swept the brush across his wrist, trying to stir some image to his mind. Normally, the cherry wood and soft horse hair bristles would ground him. Right now, they only seemed to tickle. Focus. Where was his focus? <a href="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/8911539893?profile=original" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/8911539893?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="150" class="align-right" style="padding: 3px;"/></a></p>
<p>He sat halfway up, gazing at the fan which spun above him. The past few days were playing again in his brain. He’d pinched himself six times in the last few minutes. It was definitely real. He closed his eyes, letting the air blow over his face. Perhaps if he just let his mind wander. Images danced back into his mind. The dock. The flowers. Her blonde hair falling across her eyes. His hands everywhere. Her fingers in his hair.</p>
<p><em>Play it cool</em>. Already, the confusion that had reigned in his mind was fading into the background, replaced by a steady, but shy satisfaction. <em>Play it cool</em>.</p>
<p>The Frenchman banished the images from his mind, covering his eyes. What was happening? What was wrong with him? Art was the one thing that he’d always been able to connect with no matter what. Even in past relationships, his time with his ideas and sketchbooks had sometimes dominated his presence in the moment. Now? Now it was the total opposite. Caleb groaned and carefully stashed the brush away. He needed a cold shower. An ice bucket would be helpful, really. As he resigned himself to the fact that there would be no painting done today, there was a soft knock at the door. He peered through the window and it only took a moment for his blue eyes to focus on Tavia. <a href="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/8911539483?profile=original" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/8911539483?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-left" style="padding: 3px;"/></a></p>
<p>He grinned sheepishly, and opened the door, and stuffing his hands in his pockets. She was his confidant, his bias. Why, on today of all days, did he have to forget almost every English word he knew? In that silence, his could not avoid her beautiful green eyes. Something inside him melted with relief. However, he continued to stand in the doorway, slightly mesmerized by her sudden appearance. <em>Ai. Oh mon dieu</em>. Say something! Something English.</p>
<p>“Hi.” He scratched the back of his neck, turning quite pink. What was the word? “It’s....” He wanted to lift her close and inhale her flowery shampoo. Terribly distracted by the fuzzy feelings inching around his body, Caleb chuckled. “Je suis desole, Octavia.”</p>
<p>Frenchglish. Of course. He might have been losing his bilingual brain, but artists weren’t naturally good speakers. He could communicate everything he needed without words. <span>The stupid grin refused to leave his face, but Caleb’s gaze was soft as he reached for her hand. His grasp was gentle, but firm. It took a bit of effort, but he managed to translate before speaking this time. “What a...nice surprise. Good morning, Tay.”</span></p> Monachopsis (Daehyun & Yeonseok) [COMPLETED]tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-04-03:6610746:Topic:4266722021-04-03T09:31:48.488Z✓ Daehyun Stormwindhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Silver
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Has it always been this empty? That's the first thing Dae thought of when he passed the balcony, Yeon has never been one to decorate his place all that much, in fact the niveis thought him to be someone minimalistic with how simple yet classy the interior design of the penthouse was. It looked the same since they left it like that. It's been a while since Yeon departed to NYC to embark on another chapter in his journey, one that made Dae beyond proud. But he…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Has it always been this empty? That's the first thing Dae thought of when he passed the balcony, Yeon has never been one to decorate his place all that much, in fact the niveis thought him to be someone minimalistic with how simple yet classy the interior design of the penthouse was. It looked the same since they left it like that. It's been a while since Yeon departed to NYC to embark on another chapter in his journey, one that made Dae beyond proud. But he couldn't deny the loneliness he felt either, he didn't have his partner in crime physically by his side anymore and he couldn't even call him without having to issue an appointment beforehand. At least that's what the receptionist told him anyway and he decided that he shouldn't bother a busy man like that over a chat. He can just visit him next time when he wants to, right? </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/bb/eb/7f/bbeb7f549507e4bde4da8f9d0a2ecbf5.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/bb/eb/7f/bbeb7f549507e4bde4da8f9d0a2ecbf5.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="240" class="align-left"/></a>Well that didn't happen. A month ago, he went to the company Yeon relocated to, but was met with heavy traffic. And by heavy traffic, he meant the amount of people who actually wanted to be granted an audience with Yeonseok Lee too. Supposedly, Dae would've gotten access either way because of who he is but he didn't want to burden the valkyr with his troubles so he steered clear. He kept himself busy with new clients, he improved his tracking too, at some point, Dae grew tired of this. Even bounty hunting feels meaningless now, there was no excitement to it, his adrenaline couldn't even begin to cover 10% of what he feels. He didn't want to take his time away but yesterday he realized he had to see him. Even from afar is fine. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Instead of taking any transport, he decided to fly because that was the easiest for him, not to mention it gives him time to collect his thoughts while he's up in the air. Dae did make note to stop after flying a few hundred miles to recuperate. It took him some time but it was definitely faster than driving there too. That was how he found himself leaning against Yeon's balcony while it was raining heavily, the thunder was mocking him for sure, but Dae couldn't give it any mind to even care. He's so tired both mentally and physically. The niveis was soaked from head to toe, he actually looked like how his cat, Cleo, would be when she just got splashed by water. The hoodie covering his hair barely left anything untouched, the city was bustling with the density as usual, and Dae scrolled his contacts, typing a message to Yeon, "Are you busy?"</span></p> Safe and Sound (Open to Sariah and Luna)tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-03-29:6610746:Topic:4263672021-03-29T12:11:14.856Z✓ Sariah Amelie Holloway ~Admin~https://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Tria
<p>Sariah loved storms, it was a weird thing to enjoy but whenever one was forecast she would make sure to clear her schedule just so that she could sit by the bay window of her house and watch the lighting crash across the sky. She would open the window just a little so that she could hear the crashing of the rain and then she would curl up cozy with a book for a few hours. It was one of those things she could look forward to and would clear her schedule for. …</p>
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<p>Sariah loved storms, it was a weird thing to enjoy but whenever one was forecast she would make sure to clear her schedule just so that she could sit by the bay window of her house and watch the lighting crash across the sky. She would open the window just a little so that she could hear the crashing of the rain and then she would curl up cozy with a book for a few hours. It was one of those things she could look forward to and would clear her schedule for. </p>
<p><a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/becd9f7f40150681db1d84f7b6e37345/tumblr_ndnz7ncpo51rrjfhto4_250.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/becd9f7f40150681db1d84f7b6e37345/tumblr_ndnz7ncpo51rrjfhto4_250.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>So when the forecast came up this morning for a storm tonight, she knew she needed to make it home from work on time to see it. She had packed up her things in advance and waved herself off from her fellow organization members before heading to the subway and getting the short train across the city to her place. She got in and greeted her cat, Ada, who was already antsy since this morning. She swore her cat was a weather predictor somehow because she always got in the strangest mood whenever one was on the way.</p>
<p>She fed her before heading up to shower and make dinner, by the time the storm clouds had finally rolled in and the rain was crashing against the window pane, she was cuddled up under a blanket. She had moved into her house after living in an apartment for so long and she felt spoiled by the amount of space she now had to herself. Originally she had picked a bigger place with the idea of entertaining her boyfriend but since the breakup it was just her. She was just up to the second chapter when she heard a strange crashing noise outside which took her attention for a moment but quickly passed but by the second one she was setting down her book and getting up to investigate.</p> Homecoming (Seojun & Argent)tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-03-05:6610746:Topic:4251732021-03-05T12:40:58.822Z✓ Seojun Ahnhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Singularity
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">How whimsical and troublesome can one be? The sound of the poor lad's bones being crushed under the weight of his boots felt almost satisfying for the therian. He has been hunting this valkyr down after he caused a big stir among two rival gangs in Budapest last month. Fortunately, his search ended up leading him back to the one place he has been trying his best not to return to; Evermore. But when Argent comes calling, what the hell could he do about it aside…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">How whimsical and troublesome can one be? The sound of the poor lad's bones being crushed under the weight of his boots felt almost satisfying for the therian. He has been hunting this valkyr down after he caused a big stir among two rival gangs in Budapest last month. Fortunately, his search ended up leading him back to the one place he has been trying his best not to return to; Evermore. But when Argent comes calling, what the hell could he do about it aside from putting on a thin-lipped smile and abide like the obedient cat he is? He was already known as her pet leopard anyway, his reputation couldn't go any lower than being proclaimed as someone else's pet. But at least it was Argent's. Of all the Ailward Aspects, she was the best option there is, if he was being honest. "Seriously, you need to stop running away from the inevitable, you prick" he sighed heavily and picked him up.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">He was about to question him some more but realized<a href="https://data.whicdn.com/images/336547411/original.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://data.whicdn.com/images/336547411/original.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="240" class="align-right"/></a> the blond male wasn't responding. Seojun shook him a bit and still received no response, "Did you just pass out on me? I didn't even step on you that hard-" he was halfway rambling about how he barely hit him that hard until his gaze fell on the gash he left on the male's torso, "Oh… yeah that's my bad." He did chase him in his snow leopard form earlier and pretty much taunted him until the corner until giving him a small scratch. He wasn't sure if he should just leave him there for the authorities to come chasing because a part of him still wanted to interrogate him to find out who he was working for since he had to settle quite the mess but another part of him didn't want to bother. "I'll just visit you in prison for some questioning later" he huffed and decided to drop him off near the precinct. His clothes were still clean, aside from the blood from the male's wound that got on him earlier. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">A few minutes later after walking down the street, he realized he had something to do; report back. He promised the Aspect of Light that he would come back in 2 days time and he really did. Now he was left with no choice but to report back because like it or not, Argent is still his boss and that's enough rebelling from him. It wasn't hard to find her, he found out she enrolled herself in the local university and getting the information on which unit she stays at wasn't hard. Before long, he found himself standing in front of the dormitory's entrance, his dark hues staring at the window of her room. It was dark since it was already night, and since it was the weekend, he knew Argent would be home. Seojun may not look like it but he cares deeply for her to know her quirks. He couldn't enter using the usual route since it was suspicious for him to pick the lock to her place so he climbed up. As expected, her window wasn't locked and there was no one at home. Yet. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The therian didn't pry into her privacy aside from climbing into her room and leaning against the chair while waiting for her to come back. He wasn't that bad of course, he left her a simple message saying he's back in Evermore. When the lights were turned on, he had his legs crossed and waved slightly at the person who entered the room, "We can start by hearing how much you missed me."</span></p> ~The Blacks' Valentines Restaurant ( Open To 3 More) ~tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-02-07:6610746:Topic:4246372021-02-07T09:22:50.455Z✓ Macie Blackhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Katie
<p style="text-align: center;">Will valentines be a good hit in Evermore City? Will it go to plan? Will Macies Restaurant be beaming with customers or will it be empty? Why don't you come and have a say in the way Valentines day is run at The Blacks'? Hope to see you there!</p>
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<p>It was one rainy day and Macie was sat at the till in her restaurant waiting for some customers to come in. She was wearing some black…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Will valentines be a good hit in Evermore City? Will it go to plan? Will Macies Restaurant be beaming with customers or will it be empty? Why don't you come and have a say in the way Valentines day is run at The Blacks'? Hope to see you there!</p>
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<p>It was one rainy day and Macie was sat at the till in her restaurant waiting for some customers to come in. She was wearing some black trousers, a white blouse and some black shoes. Macies hair was tied into a pony tail to keep it out of the way when serving customers. However, it had been a quiet few weeks. What with the new year beginning and everyone been busy doing other things. She had barely any customers visiting her restaurant lately which was a shame as the restaurant was named after her parents and she wanted to make them proud of her.</p>
<p>Macie sighs and grabs some paper then goes and sits over at a table to brainstorm some ideas to get more customers into her restaurant. Party? Charity event? Dating night? Free drinks on a certain night of the week? Macie thinks back to when she was younger and remembers been brought up in Foster Care wondering where her parents was. Maybe she could hold a charity event where it helps Foster children find there forever homes? Maybe she could do something for mothers day?</p>
<p>All of a sudden, Macie came up with a good idea. Valentines was coming up. She could host a day / night where singles or couples could come to the restaurant and have a free glass of champagne per person. The restaurant could be halved for singles who wanted to just have a meal in peace or singles could sit with other people who are single and get to know eachother. Weather it's to make new friends or find a relationship. And the other half could be for couples who want to be left alone and enjoy a romantic night together. That was settled that was what Macie was going to do!</p>
<p>Macie was going to need some help to organise this event. She thought it was best to get outside people to help because they'd be the customers and they know how they would like things to be to attract more customers. She messages three people who normally passes by the cafe and normally comes in.</p>
<p>"Hi everyone,</p>
<p>Macie Black here. I have got a brilliant idea and I'd like the customers input to make this event a big hit. It's to do with valentines day. If you at einteresfed and want a say on what happens at The Blacks' restaurant why don't you pop over this afternoon? We can have some lunch and talk it over. Lunch is on the house!</p>
<p>Hope to see you soon.</p>
<p>Kind regards</p>
<p>Macie Black "</p>
<p>Macie sends the text and then gets up and sets a table for 4 people (including herself) in hope some people turn up to have a say. She was very excited and hoped some good would come out of it.</p> Another Day *open to any*tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-02-06:6610746:Topic:4246262021-02-06T17:51:41.691Z✓ Jackson Blackfordhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Thomas
<p style="text-align: center;">The day in court was a long and dull one for the district attorney. The case was simple, very cut and dry, and the evidence against the accused would see them all behind bars by the end of the week. The young couple had strange Bonnie and Clyde fantasies they had thought would be fun to act out but they had been very mistaken to think Evermore would be the place to do this. The female was very mentally ill but she had been found stable enough to stand trial and…</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">The day in court was a long and dull one for the district attorney. The case was simple, very cut and dry, and the evidence against the accused would see them all behind bars by the end of the week. The young couple had strange Bonnie and Clyde fantasies they had thought would be fun to act out but they had been very mistaken to think Evermore would be the place to do this. The female was very mentally ill but she had been found stable enough to stand trial and Jackson would ensure they were both held fully accountable for coming into his city to hurting people.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">The day ended with the jury still making their decision. Jackson hated the waiting part of his career but he knew it came with the territory. The sky was dark and snow was lightly falling as Jackson left the court centre headed towards his usual evening haunt. The bar was small and dark, known among the lawyer of Evermore and even some of the criminals of the city as well. It was a place where things could be talked about safely and secretly. Nodding to the owner as he walked in, he sat himself as his usual table and accepted the whisky that was brought to him almost immediately. </p>
<p style="text-align: center;">The night was young but the bar had attracted a few different groups tonight and it was louder than it usually was. With a sigh, Jax ran a hand through his short dirty blonde locks before he leaned back and sipped his drink. ...</p>
<p><a href="https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQF8pBRRfW_C-nX0HH2TcqIxev-nPW82rtBzQ&usqp=CAU" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQF8pBRRfW_C-nX0HH2TcqIxev-nPW82rtBzQ&usqp=CAU&profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-center"/></a></p> "These violent delights have violent ends." (Wyatt and Malva)tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-01-27:6610746:Topic:4240532021-01-27T18:27:30.946Z✓ Wyatt Brookeshttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/WyattBrookes
<p><a href="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/8485920276?profile=original" rel="noopener" target="_blank"><img class="align-left" src="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/8485920276?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="300"></img></a> It was long after normal business hours as Wyatt stumbled through the lot and fell against the door of the Archives entrance. His shaking hand reached out to the ornate handle and let the pin prick his hand to take his blood which would still give him entry regardless. Being one of the trusted keepers of the Diviner building gave him such perks and he was…</p>
<p><a href="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/8485920276?profile=original" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/8485920276?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="300" class="align-left"/></a>It was long after normal business hours as Wyatt stumbled through the lot and fell against the door of the Archives entrance. His shaking hand reached out to the ornate handle and let the pin prick his hand to take his blood which would still give him entry regardless. Being one of the trusted keepers of the Diviner building gave him such perks and he was suddenly feeling unworthy of the honor. If and when Malva saw him in this current state, Wyatt had no doubt that he would lose the privilege along with her respect once she laid eyes on him. That betrayal alone was incredibly crushing though the darkness he was drowning in only invited more of this kind of pain.</p>
<p>His breathing was ragged and the effort he was taking to hold back the power surging inside him was more than he could stand. At any moment he felt like his skin would set fire and the magic would go off like an atom bomb, killing him and anyone within the blast zone. He knew it would consume him into absolutely nothing and that was fine with him. Wyatt couldn't hurt anyone again. Not like he'd just done to his ex. </p>
<p>"Come on!" he screamed in frustration, banging on the door. Looking to the mechanism that should've let him inside by now, he saw his blood was near black and knew immediately that was why he couldn't get through. The Archives no longer recognized him and to it, he was a threat not to be allowed in. "Malva! Malva!!" Wyatt weakly pounded on the door some more, but the useless effort was only making him fall more deeply into despair. The chances that she was even there were unknown to him. He'd teleported here immediately after almost...</p>
<p>The diviner couldn't think about it. Instead, he let the magic within him continue to burn through his existence, sliding down along the door and slumping against the frame. His breathing became more shallow and he realized in that moment that this might be for the better. The grimoire could no longer use him to bring destruction into the world through its incredible powers and though he physically ached to be near the book again, dying was the only way to make it all stop.</p>