It's Just Us Now, Pet [Clarissa and Jem] - Eternal City RP2024-03-28T10:09:58Zhttps://eternalcityrp.com/forum/topics/it-s-just-us-now-pet-clarissa-and-jem?feed=yes&xn_auth=noJem could feel that his head…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-03-10:6610746:Comment:4250932021-03-10T18:48:02.990Z✓ James Richard Chadwickhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Jem
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Jem could feel that his head was spinning, his mind was all over the place. Then his heart was racing too. Still trying to process all he was being told. Taking in the fact that he’s lost more people who he cared for. With the list of people who he cared for was now dead and was longer than those where were alive. Jem couldn’t feel that he was cursed. Doomed. Feeling the people all around him just keep dying. Jem’s never been good at handling grief that it…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Jem could feel that his head was spinning, his mind was all over the place. Then his heart was racing too. Still trying to process all he was being told. Taking in the fact that he’s lost more people who he cared for. With the list of people who he cared for was now dead and was longer than those where were alive. Jem couldn’t feel that he was cursed. Doomed. Feeling the people all around him just keep dying. Jem’s never been good at handling grief that it gets worse each time, bleiving he was the cause. His birth mother died during childbirth after complications that happened when he was born. Believing he killed his mother. Still it was something he’s never got over but he’s never admitted outloud to anyone. He’s always just kept it to himself. It was no secret that he’s never bothered to look into being a Dhampir. It was a part of him that he’s never accepted still trying to hang onto being a normal human for long as he could. Yet in reality he was far from it. “Are you immortal?” He wondered curiously it was something he’s never thought about or had asked before. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/5379a07d9f8231b3dd2a64bf8fd088e6/3c11a831b92760f3-24/s540x810/ee891c3edd145ec44f757194528602569de7c3ab.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/5379a07d9f8231b3dd2a64bf8fd088e6/3c11a831b92760f3-24/s540x810/ee891c3edd145ec44f757194528602569de7c3ab.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>“I twisted my ankle once when getting the mail. Sprained my arm when making my bed. Or the time when I tripped over confetti” Jem started to list how he was quite accident prone. Warning her for what she was in for. “I don’t know we’ll have to see” He didn’t have much faith inself, he had a habit of putting himself down. “Okay, okay I’ll be careful” He promised nodding his head knowing now he didn’t have a get out of jail card like he had before. Jem wondered to himself what they were going to do. How they were going to explain Cornelia’s death to other people, to her work. Or if they’d just pretend to be her that she had to take a leave of absence. Knowing they couldn’t tell the truth, Jem knew that at least. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Jem started to panic a little, still his mind was all over the place. Not thinking straight. Finding he was starting to say the wrong thing, he was just panicking a little. Whilst doing so he was hurting Clarissa’s feelings without knowing it at first. Soon as he heard his proper name being used he knew he had done wrong when he spoke of leaving. Now seeing how he should be saying the opposite as he comes to relise that they were really the only family each other had. “I’m sorry for what I said. I was just worried, scared that you didn’t want me. I didn’t want to feel like a burdun.” He apologised softly looking ashamed of himself for the way he had acted out and had spoken to her like that. Jem raised his brows curiously and watched as Clarissa pulled out the family portraits that Cornelia insisted for them to do. It was the only picture they had and will have of them all together. It took him a long time to relaise that he belonged and was part of a family till now. Legally he was Bradford with how Cornelia had officially adopted him not long ago. “You're the only family, the only person I have left… We’re stuck with each other for now on” </span></p> It had always baffled her tha…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-01-19:6610746:Comment:4240142021-01-19T17:03:09.936Z✓ Clarissa Bradford ~Admin~https://eternalcityrp.com/profile/CLB
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It had always baffled her that Jem didn't jump at the chance to learn about his supernatural heritage; to learn how to conjure up runes and feel the chosen weapon vibrate within his hand as if they were becoming one. Sure, she understood the shook that came with the very late realisation of being more than human; she too was well into her teenage years by the time she received full confirmation of her Angelic routes - despite the countless of…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It had always baffled her that Jem didn't jump at the chance to learn about his supernatural heritage; to learn how to conjure up runes and feel the chosen weapon vibrate within his hand as if they were becoming one. Sure, she understood the shook that came with the very late realisation of being more than human; she too was well into her teenage years by the time she received full confirmation of her Angelic routes - despite the countless of</span> <i><span style="font-weight: 400;">accidents</span></i> <span style="font-weight: 400;">which happened when she was a child. Clarissa at that mere age was dumbfounded, confused and as lost as ever but the moment her foster family pushed her into the deep end, she couldn't get enough of her new found species. "It's a shock, yes. But the longer you put it off, the more you'll remain. Hell, you can choose to be immortal too, never age and see the world" Rissa prompted. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The Nephilim shook her head as her lips formed a closed mouthed smile at his comment. "I have trained far worse than you, Pet. Believe me" It was true, how some of the cadets got into the League was beyond her; some couldn't even tie their own shoelaces without losing their balance and stumbling over. "Besides, being a Dhampir, you'll have some natural ability to fight, meaning you'll pick up the moves a lot quicker than someone like myself who was not brought up in an Angelic community" Rissa reassured him, she knew deep down that it was fear, anxiety, the unknown which prevented him from wishing to progress with his newfound life. "Just be careful, if you get caught we may not always be able to pull some strings to get you out of prison" Which meant -</span> <i><span style="font-weight: 400;">We no longer have Cornelia to save our asses within the force. </span></i></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/8ec2a2971502a74528efb1f408127389/2996aad70827e13a-61/s640x960/8dcf97dbcd24607ab147d6d366b0aab49dbb1ae2.gifv" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/8ec2a2971502a74528efb1f408127389/2996aad70827e13a-61/s640x960/8dcf97dbcd24607ab147d6d366b0aab49dbb1ae2.gifv?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-left" width="280" height="149"/></a>Clarissa exhaled and pinched the bridge of her nose as Jem suddenly exploded from his chair; the feet of the chair making a rather ugly sound against the wooden floorboards. She tried to take a few deep breaths to control herself and to not say or do anything which could make the situation worse; this was certainly a situation when she needed someone who was a bit more tactile, who knew how to handle emotional outbursts. Rissa cussed under her breath and allowed him to spit words of anger and desperation her way; without him knowing, it pained her to hear him say he would leave. "Why would I want you to leave, James?" For the first time, in perhaps forever she used his real name; she stood up, her brows furrowing to gain balance due to the alcohol intake. Quite frankly, she didn't like the tone he was spitting at her and she growled through gritted teeth. "You're putting words into my mouth and if you haven't noticed, you're family whether you like it or not" Tough love, right? "Sure, if you want to leave, the doors open" She nodded towards the front door. "But both of us know we're better if we stick together, and with the world going to shit out there, I couldn't live with myself if you got yourself into trouble" </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Rissa exhaled and grabbed the family portrait Cornelia made them have last Christmas. "We're dysfunctional, fucked up but once you're in a Bradford's heart, there is no leaving, not really" Which was true, she had left someone she loved once, and he had stayed there; took permanent residency. "So go, or not. I'll be that fucking annoying shadow which you can't shake" </span></p> Jem was different from other…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2020-09-20:6610746:Comment:4145802020-09-20T13:24:57.821Z✓ James Richard Chadwickhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Jem
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Jem was different from other people his age. Something he accepted a long time ago. Even as a child, he knew he didn’t fit in, believing in and being influenced by his aunt and Uncle. Being the kid that no one else wanted to play with at the playground. One that the parents would whisper and usher others for him to stay away. Jem didn’t mind. Prefering to keep to himself. More used to being the loner type of person. Finding he had more friends with people who…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Jem was different from other people his age. Something he accepted a long time ago. Even as a child, he knew he didn’t fit in, believing in and being influenced by his aunt and Uncle. Being the kid that no one else wanted to play with at the playground. One that the parents would whisper and usher others for him to stay away. Jem didn’t mind. Prefering to keep to himself. More used to being the loner type of person. Finding he had more friends with people who were adults, fitting in with people who understood him a lot better. Jem had always gotten along with Clarissa who at first was a bit nervous around him at first. Since he knew she was never around kids but it didn’t take long for her to push past it when he was opposite what she expected. Soon as he mentioned wanting to hear the stories and things that she tries to keep from him for his innocent ears but he wanted to hear more about it. Sometimes he would manage to pry something from Cornelia wanting to hear about her investigations and cases</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/0cd6b42cd77054afebb63f82a913ee3b/tumblr_pu2p4786n71sb2hm8o5_500.gifv" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/0cd6b42cd77054afebb63f82a913ee3b/tumblr_pu2p4786n71sb2hm8o5_500.gifv?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right" width="269" height="174"/></a>The Dhampir had a weird imagination at times, and would be the one to say something others are too worried to say but think about. “I could never do that” Jem knew whatever she could tell him could never change things between them, they were somewhat family. He’d been adopted into the crazy Bradford family. Not one to sway away. It never mattered to him living under the room of Assassins, it was even somewhat more reliving. Having more protection. Speaking of which, Jem stayed quiet as Rissa was calling him out from ditching his Dhampir studies. Having not even started it at fact. “I know how to look after myself to an extent” He started to say but knew it was like fighting a losing battle. “I just haven’t gotten around to it” Jem knew it was bad of him but he was trying to keep the last thing that reminded him that he was once human. Still it all felt strange to him, finding out about supernatural creatures being real and no longer bedtime stories. Jem knew that she was right and he needed to learn to fight. “Are you sure you want to train someone with zero skills or training?” Chuckling softly, shooting her a teasing grin knowing that she’d be soon regreeting offering her help. Jem didn’t know if he’d be a natural or not, he wasn’t that bad at gym at school. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Pizza was everyone’s weakness using it a few times before to get on Rissa’s goodside, like now. “Pizza works every time” Pointing out the truth. He could eat pizza any time. Hot, cold, for lunch, dinner or even leftovers for breakfast too, sure that she was the same. The fake ID thing didn’t phase Rissa, he knew that it wouldn’t but he hadn’t dared to show it to Cornelia knowing that she’d throw him into a jail cell. Something she’d always threaten him if she’d catch him drinking alcohol. Whilst with Rissa it was all different, she was more rebellious like him. “I only use it from time to time, just parties and a few bars” Shrugging his shoulders a little, letting him know he wasn’t someone to use it to buy bottles of booze to him from others. He could blame it on the drinking age being 21 whilst in other countries it’s 18, almost like the government wants young people to rebel. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The conversation soon turned into something more serious. Jem wanted to hear the real reason why she’s been keeping away. Able to sense that Russia was acting strange soon as he stepped inside the door and necked him to sit down with her. That she’d been putting it off for long as she could. Jem knew a few things about the Bradfords family secrets but not much. Having stayed away from wanting to know or hear about his father's killer. Soon as he learnt and heard the real truth, Jem froze with shock. Feeling breathless, like he’d been punched in a gut, trying to process his worst fears coming back to him. Jem started to panic. More people in his life kept dying around him. The Dhampir stood up quickly from his chair, stumbling almost. Still in shock. “Fuck” He cursed, running his fingers through his curls. “I’ll go, I’ll leave” He started to say, still not thinking clearly. His voice was breaking a little, tears falling down his face. “You don’t need to be landed with me, out of pity” Once again he was all alone, Jem knew the real reason last year that Cornelia only took him in out of pity from the guilt of the truth behind his father's death. Jem didn’t want to for the same to happen now. “I can grab my things and go, if that's what you want?” Giving her the easy option. Jem didn’t know if she still wanted him around, he was an adult now. Not needing a legal guardian or anything. True if he left he didn’t have anywhere to go but it wasn’t the first time he’d be living on the streets with no family left. </span></p> Clarissa couldn’t stop her ey…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2020-09-04:6610746:Comment:4142732020-09-04T19:50:46.796Z✓ Clarissa Bradford ~Admin~https://eternalcityrp.com/profile/CLB
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Clarissa couldn’t stop her eyes narrowing ever so slightly at Jem’s response - why would he want to hear about all the death and destruction she had created? Sure, they were mighty fun stories, and would make some great movies; but to tell a what…? Seventeen year old kid about what she did throughout the years, somehow didn’t sit too right with her. “I’m not quite sure you would want to hear of some of my memories, Pet” She responded somewhat sheepishly. “It…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Clarissa couldn’t stop her eyes narrowing ever so slightly at Jem’s response - why would he want to hear about all the death and destruction she had created? Sure, they were mighty fun stories, and would make some great movies; but to tell a what…? Seventeen year old kid about what she did throughout the years, somehow didn’t sit too right with her. “I’m not quite sure you would want to hear of some of my memories, Pet” She responded somewhat sheepishly. “It would probably make you look at me differently, as well as Isaiah.” It was true, and she guessed she wasn’t ready to lose someone else because of the life she once had. She noted his expression and she sighed a little, maybe they could come to a compromise. “But, as I refuse to tell you those, I can teach you how to fight. I haven’t seen you go anywhere near the Dojo yet, and really… Is a place like this, and living near a Bradford, you probably need to know how to look out for yourself” She commented. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/89e6a583f70c74b6416dd9d6756f7928/c6b36c9aa5fa0fca-8c/s540x810/9086469ab20f7af0567159261707cc8be48d6ebe.gifv" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/89e6a583f70c74b6416dd9d6756f7928/c6b36c9aa5fa0fca-8c/s540x810/9086469ab20f7af0567159261707cc8be48d6ebe.gifv?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-left" width="335" height="223"/></a>“You know that is a route straight into my heart” Clarissa mused, it was one of her favourite meals, and times - pizza and beer, with her feet up watching some shitty film on Netflix. She did, however, roll her eyes when he took out his fake ID which suggested he was 23 years old; she suppose she couldn’t judge too much, she had plenty of fake IDs and still used some of them today, if she didn’t want ‘Clarissa Bradford’ to be tracked. The Nephilim winked at their sudden rivalry at cooking dinner, and strangely enough, found herself looking forward to that evening, whenever it may be; hell, she needed something to look forward to - everything right now looked bleak.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Rissa slowly nodded as Jem had a couple of questions, particularly around Jon’s secret and that Abraxas was indeed dead; she couldn’t blame Jem’s apprehension, if she hadn’t been the one to turn the Devil’s heart into mush - she probably wouldn’t have believed it herself. But it was the next part she was waiting for, and the moment the shock blanketed him; she found herself wanting to bolt for the door. It had been the very reason she had held off from telling him in the first place; and ideally, she would have loved Jon to be here to help, yet he was off doing God knows right now. “They’re dead, Jem.” Clarissa confirmed, and glanced away for a moment to try and control her own tears that dared to stain her cheeks. With a rough swallow, she turned back to the teenage Dhampir and reached out across the table to wrap her hand over his. “They died, fighting. To make you… Me, have a better life. One without Abraxas.” </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">What a lie. She didn’t even believe that herself and she sure as hell knew Jem wouldn’t buy it. “I should’ve told you sooner, I should’ve come to check on you sooner than today.. But I--I needed, fuck I don’t know what I needed. But I should’ve come” </span></p> It was now no secret between…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2020-06-05:6610746:Comment:4083492020-06-05T20:44:31.508Z✓ James Richard Chadwickhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Jem
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It was now no secret between them to know the secrets and the dark things that Clarissa and all the other Bradfords follow. After Cornelia came clean and told him the truth he learnt that things were not all that it had seemed. Not knowing that there were trained assassins under the same roof as him. Jem hadn’t asked for all the full details not really wanting to know about the murders or gruesome crimes and tasks they’ve committed. He always thought it was…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">It was now no secret between them to know the secrets and the dark things that Clarissa and all the other Bradfords follow. After Cornelia came clean and told him the truth he learnt that things were not all that it had seemed. Not knowing that there were trained assassins under the same roof as him. Jem hadn’t asked for all the full details not really wanting to know about the murders or gruesome crimes and tasks they’ve committed. He always thought it was badass and cool. Knowing he’d always be protected with how his own fighting skills were still very limited. Never fully interested in starting his Dhampir training. Still want to live the life of a normal teenager for a while longer. Even if it would catch up with him sooner or later. “Wicked, you gotta tell me sometime” Looking amazed by it all maybe more than he should have. Jem knew that she still has enemies or connections who are after her for her past but knew she’d take care of it. “You’ll give them hell back” Already knowing that Clarissa wouldn’t take it and fight as hard back, with whoever dares to face her. “I still need to start my training” He admitted sheepishly but he knew that she probably already knew. It hadn’t been that long really since he found out he’s a Dhampir let alone to do any training for it. Not even knowing if he had the skills or abilities to do any of it. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://66.media.tumblr.com/8f7154c9d757a8440c2e21fc6fef2c42/ec988098eebce49a-a9/s540x810/4253bcd6e4c426ba5187d29e5dd1e1cc23ac9e3d.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://66.media.tumblr.com/8f7154c9d757a8440c2e21fc6fef2c42/ec988098eebce49a-a9/s540x810/4253bcd6e4c426ba5187d29e5dd1e1cc23ac9e3d.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>Jem always saw and thought Clarissa of the cool aunt the one who lets you get away with murder and sneak chocolate or alcohol to you in secret. Never that strict. “I can treat you to any pizza place in the city” He revealed knowing that it’s something she can’t say no to. How everybody loves pizza especially Rissa plus it was something he’d be able to afford too. The lengths of his allowance he’s got left this month. A smirk appeared on his lips as he reached to his pockets pulling out his wallet before flashing her his fake ID card showing it to her. “Calculating here I am 23” He teased cunningly even if she’d probably known he had a fake ID how most people his age had one. To get themselves into parties or clubs. Jem knew she wouldn’t even care or tell him off for having one at least he’d told her, knowing it’s enough. Hearing the idea of a cook off he almost felt excited about the idea of experimenting. It's been so long since he’s had a proper home cooked meal. “You're on” Jem grinned thinking it’s a good idea, makes a change from takeouts thinking that they don’t really do many family things together often. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Often he’d find himself confused trying to piece together things he’s been told about Cornelia’s family and supernatural world. Still quite new to it all. Jem knew that Bradford's father was the same man who killed his father. That he killed his father to get through and take a shot at Cornelia. That's why she took him in, starting to feel pity and to blame over his father’s death. “So Jonathan being hiding was your secret weapon in a way?” He wondered thinking that’s what it seemed like to him. Something to have the upperhand against Abraxas. Jem took another few long sips of his drinks as he carried on listening to Clarissa. Almost spitting out his drink hearing that they killed him. “Wait he’s dead?” Taken by surprise, he felt relevant now that his father’s killer was dead. No longer having to live in fear of being hunted down and killed for being alive. Jem thought at first that this was it but could see the look on Rissa’s face that it didn’t end there. Almost able to tell that something bad happened that she’s not telling him till now. Jem froze in shock hearing her next words. He was speechless, in disbelief. All thinking it’s a joke that it’s not real but could see on her face that it wasn’t. Seeing how broken she was now she’s let out what's she’s waiting till tell him. “Their dead” Still feeling shocked, all his emotions and feelings coming out. Losing more people in his life to the same man. “That's why she never came back because she’s been dead” He sobbed, tears started to fall down his face only finding out that Cornelia died. Not realizing or thinking till now something bad had happened. Almost blaming himself why he didn’t even notice she was missing and gone for so long because she’s been dead all along. </span></p> Clarissa chuckled briefly at…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2020-04-11:6610746:Comment:4048632020-04-11T18:41:15.432Z✓ Clarissa Bradford ~Admin~https://eternalcityrp.com/profile/CLB
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Clarissa chuckled briefly at Jem’s response of her being stuck with one of her enemies and she pondered over the idea of that happening; she had been in similar scenarios before when both herself and her enemy were being held captive and in fact, it drove them both mad - but she did gain a weird sense of admiration for the other being. After all, they were both hired to do a job and that was it; at that time, she had to do whatever was necessary to survive,…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Clarissa chuckled briefly at Jem’s response of her being stuck with one of her enemies and she pondered over the idea of that happening; she had been in similar scenarios before when both herself and her enemy were being held captive and in fact, it drove them both mad - but she did gain a weird sense of admiration for the other being. After all, they were both hired to do a job and that was it; at that time, she had to do whatever was necessary to survive, and killing people offered her a lot of money. “Most of my up front enemies are now dead, thank you” She retorted in a joking manner. “However, I am sure there are some that are still very angry about what happened in the past and would love to get their own back” Which was always at the back of her mind, she was a vengeful spirit herself, so she could only imagine what other people on the receiving ends of her actions may well feel. Yet, she now had people she cared for and if the shoe was on the other foot, she would attack the people they loved rather than go for them directly. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">“Hmm, and what would the prize be?” She pressed, although if she considered the prices she would choose herself; they were not age appropriate for the young man who sat opposite her. Yet when he mentioned what he could treat her too, her lips pouted as she nodded; thinking about it for just a moment. “We still have three years before you are able to do that legally. Although I am sure I can pull some strings to let you in before then” She winked at the dhampir, yet saying this, she had no way of knowing how the news would affect him and she did not want him to go down a dark path of alcohol, drugs and sex - primarily because had done that in the past herself and would not wish that upon someone she now cared deeply for. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://media.giphy.com/media/iMmSdGWBntNsc/giphy.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://media.giphy.com/media/iMmSdGWBntNsc/giphy.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-left"/></a>Clarissa quirked a brow at the statement that he could cook better than Cornelia, and if that were true, he could quite possibly cook better than Clarissa herself; who loved a take away just as much as the next man, but due to the active lifestyle she chose, she did attempt to eat healthily. “Well, we shall have to plan an evening together where you can put your cooking skills to the test” She teased, at least knowing this much - the two would be spending more time together. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Clarissa did ponder over what would happen - her apartment was too small for the two of them; and despite him being 18, she felt he was still too young to live in this house, especially on his own. Due to her jobs, she perhaps could afford to keep both but that would be a discussion for a later date. The Nephilim nodded as Jem commented on what Aurelia did to keep Jonathan safe. “It was for the best, Jonathan would not be the man we know now if not - I may not even be alive if it was not for Aurelia’s actions” She mused, it was strange how everything was linked. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Rissa inhaled sharply, and chewed on her lower lip briefly. “He was outnumbered, he had all of his</span> <i><span style="font-weight: 400;">known</span></i> <span style="font-weight: 400;">children in the room but still proved to be a good fighter. He died, I killed him, and Jonathan removed his head and heart so that there was no chance he could come back.” Her head lowered. “You know how we Nephilim don’t die that easily.. But there were other casualties before I killed Abraxas... He had managed to” She swallowed roughly, she had not needed to voice this to anyone yet; not even the faction knew. “He managed to kill, both Cornelia and Isaiah” The air tightened around the two, and she glanced at Jem through her eye lashes; waiting for some response. </span></p> By now Jem was used to being…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2020-03-01:6610746:Comment:4017112020-03-01T20:46:17.455Z✓ James Richard Chadwickhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Jem
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">By now Jem was used to being able to tell when people are keeping secrets. Seeing what was happening now. Able to sense the tension in the air from a mile away along with knowing by now when Rissa is doing her axious leg bounce. Making it more clearer now that she’s keeping something from him, trying to keep him finding out. Jem hated how everyone around him was constantly keeping secrets that he’s too young to know the truths. That he wouldn’t be able to…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">By now Jem was used to being able to tell when people are keeping secrets. Seeing what was happening now. Able to sense the tension in the air from a mile away along with knowing by now when Rissa is doing her axious leg bounce. Making it more clearer now that she’s keeping something from him, trying to keep him finding out. Jem hated how everyone around him was constantly keeping secrets that he’s too young to know the truths. That he wouldn’t be able to understand. Sometimes he would think if he didn’t find Cornelia’s murder board that night and then being in the accdient she wouldn’t have opened up and told him the truth. That Jem would have gone back to living a normal human life, not knowing his whole life was a lie. All would have been a lot simpler but he was happy to know the reasons why all his life he’s felt that he’s never fit in anywhere. How he feels at home in Evermore, with both living with Cornelia and Clarissa stopping by. Finding himself slowly fitting in with other Dhampir too. Something before he wouldn’t be able to do. Now seeing finding out the truth wasn’t so bad after all. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://66.media.tumblr.com/358dc8a2ff11cf5588a2ce8142230a40/9638615e8db7df29-9e/s540x810/a0707b05dfb720946900c3bf4f7bbeb5b132e6b9.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://66.media.tumblr.com/358dc8a2ff11cf5588a2ce8142230a40/9638615e8db7df29-9e/s540x810/a0707b05dfb720946900c3bf4f7bbeb5b132e6b9.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>Jem's never felt like a burden around Clarissa, finding she always spoke to him at the same level and didn’t treat him as a child that everyone else still sees him as. “What about with one of your enemies” He joked pointing out, still not knowing how his words were very much true. Jem still didn’t know how much Cornelia had told Clarrissa about his past and upbringing. With how he didn’t really want people to know. How he always hated how people pitied and looked at him differently when they knew the truth. Prefering to keep his past to himself, much easier that way. He was sure that other people were the same having their own secrets they prefer to keep hidden. A grin appeared on his lips finding it amusing Clarissa wanted to reward herself with a gold star. “Maybe if you get so many stars you get a prize” He joked smirking to the Nephilim making light of it all. “Treat you to a cocktail at your favourite cocktail bar” Teasing her only more knowing her weaknesses. Jem had his own fake ID he used from time to time but he was sure that she already knew it with how he remembered her saying how she had one at his age. “Like even I can cook better than her and that's saying something” Jem pointed out, he always let on he couldn’t cook but he knew the basics but never needed to. Preferring to live on takeaways instead of putting the effort in, he knew it was bad of him. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Still Jem was trying to wrap his head around everything that Clarrisa was telling him. Seeing how there were some parts of it missing, able to tell that she was trying not to tell him the dark secrets of what really happened. Thinking of it he never really did know what Cornelia was up to. That she was always so secretive even after she opened up about the truth about him. Jem thought after the accident that she’d let in more but in reality she still closed off her secret trips away for work related things. With how he had no idea Jonathan was kidnapped and she went to save him. How nieve jem was to think she was away for work. Now he was trying to find out what happened from Clarissa thinking that it really should be his foster mother here instead. Jem couldn’t help to look over his shoulder almost hoping that Cornelia would be there, thinking that she let Clarissa tell him what happened instead. “Didn’t Aurelia fake Jonathan’s death to keep him away from your father?” Trying to remember what he was told before not having taken much focus on the Bradford family tree with how he didn’t really want to learn about the man who murdered his father. Jem froze a little, taken back almost trying to think and imagine in his head of what had happened when they were all trying to save and free Jonathan. “Outnumbered?” Still looking confused. “How did you all get out? Did Abraxas manage to escape?” Jem pressed, trying to get the answers out of Clarissa. Both of them were finding themselves needing more alcohol to get them through it all and the rest of the night. </span></p> Clarissa could feel that her…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2020-02-09:6610746:Comment:3996932020-02-09T20:14:13.110Z✓ Clarissa Bradford ~Admin~https://eternalcityrp.com/profile/CLB
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Clarissa could feel that her leg was bouncing up and down from the ball of her foot and she was eternally grateful that the table was able to cover up the nervous twitch that was appearing; well, she wouldn’t have said she was nervous per say, perhaps it was just due to being uncomfortable. Yes, that was definitely it - of course. Since being in Evermore, she had been confronted with many challenging things that she had not yet faced in her lifespan but it was…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Clarissa could feel that her leg was bouncing up and down from the ball of her foot and she was eternally grateful that the table was able to cover up the nervous twitch that was appearing; well, she wouldn’t have said she was nervous per say, perhaps it was just due to being uncomfortable. Yes, that was definitely it - of course. Since being in Evermore, she had been confronted with many challenging things that she had not yet faced in her lifespan but it was safe to say that these things were nothing compared to what she was about to do. How on Earth was she able to tell a young man that his adoptive Mother had passed away? By the same man that broke up his biological family? Rissa mused this over internally, and if it were anyone else, she would have put on her Assassin front and told him how it was; straight up, no messing about. Yet, because he was now family to her, there was simply no choice in the matter - she had to come across as caring and nurturing. It was the right thing to do; and lord knows that Cornelia would have her for breakfast if she went about it in the wrong way. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://media.tenor.com/images/c072c7d8c10e92993b84c4e8107e380d/tenor.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://media.tenor.com/images/c072c7d8c10e92993b84c4e8107e380d/tenor.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-left"/></a>“So it may seem. But I suppose there are worse people to be stuck with” Which was the truth, yes he may be young and annoying but there was something Clarissa found to be quite endearing. But would she ever mention that to him? No. Not a chance, she had her way of showing her love and at the moment, she wasn’t quite there with being all soft. A warm smile slowly filtered across her lips when he mentioned that she had already done a lot more than the biological Aunt that he had; Rissa didn’t truly know the extent of what happened with that family, and she didn’t really want to know all too much - simply because she would get protective and probably do something reckless which could result in something far worse than what they have now. “Well, I will put a gold star sticker for best Aunt on the fridge when I get home” She wiggled her brows, a slight laugh bypassed her lips as she did so. “I think her allowing takeaways each night is more down to the fact that she is a shit cook, and has a busy life.” Rissa teased, she was sure if her sister and a better balance at work and home life, the amount of takeaways she had would have been reduced significantly. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Clarissa glanced at the drink in her hand and remained silent for a few moments as she allowed Jem to process the information that she had just shared; and she did feel sorry for him. He had been kept in the dark for so long, and she knew that despite him knowing that wasn’t his fault, that there would still be a level of guilt that would reside at the bottom of his stomach. Eventually, once he spoke, Clarissa nodded. “Correct. There were whisperings that the child was not his, particularly after the unexpected death of Jonathan - who you know is well and truly alive.” She grinned. “When in reality, it was Abraxas who was the cheater, as it was his scandalous ways that brought Isaiah and I into the world” She laughed before continuing. “No no, we stayed but out of reach and sight - we could hear things but that was it. Eventually the sounds did not sound great so we jumped in as soon as possible but completely underestimated just how skilled Abraxas was, even though he was outnumbered.” It was getting to that point in the story and Rissa could feel some bile beginning to form in her stomach. </span></p> Lately he’s been too busy wit…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2020-01-27:6610746:Comment:3989192020-01-27T21:42:14.915Z✓ James Richard Chadwickhttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Jem
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Lately he’s been too busy with his studies with how he was able to somehow get into college taking a few courses. A few years back Jem didn’t think he could see himself getting into college with how in school he was never good at it. Back then he wasn’t able to get the help that he’s needed until moving to Evermore and living with Cornelia. Where he found himself given chances and opportunities before would never been given to him. Along with extra help seeing…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Lately he’s been too busy with his studies with how he was able to somehow get into college taking a few courses. A few years back Jem didn’t think he could see himself getting into college with how in school he was never good at it. Back then he wasn’t able to get the help that he’s needed until moving to Evermore and living with Cornelia. Where he found himself given chances and opportunities before would never been given to him. Along with extra help seeing how before his exams came up she organised him to have a tutor to help with his English. At the start he hated it but soon found study sessions with Jae weren’t that bad. Finding that he was actually a good teacher able to learn a lot more with his study techniques. Jem wanted to make sure that all the help that he had from both Jae and Cornelia to go to waste. Keeping up and keeping busy with his studies. Even finding himself too busy with that and other things to not even notice or take a moment to think of all happening around him. Only now jem was able to see and think about how it’s been now weeks since he had seen or heard from Cornelia. With how she always made sure to contact him when she out of town for business. This time it was all different. Not like before. Almost able to sense something wasn’t right. Even more so how Clarrissa have turned up out of the blue something she didn’t do lately. Since Jem knew that she wasn’t one for flying visits and all and how she looked like she hasn’t slept for weeks too was not good. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://66.media.tumblr.com/abcc9879d3695c693d4d6c1030326cfb/9638615e8db7df29-3c/s540x810/c61af69f00c00c758617474affce6906d361aa8c.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://66.media.tumblr.com/abcc9879d3695c693d4d6c1030326cfb/9638615e8db7df29-3c/s540x810/c61af69f00c00c758617474affce6906d361aa8c.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>At times he was still surprised how he wasn’t kicked out by now that not everybody have given up on him just yet. “Your all just stuck for me right?” He teases her, with how he knew clearly that Clarissa wasn’t good with kids. Luckily he wasn’t a kid anymore so it wasn't that bad. Jem knew how Clarissa was the cool aunt how everytime she comes around she manages to easily bribe him. How he’s able to get away with murder around her and she’ll be fine with it. “You’ve already done a lot more than my other aunt ever did” He pointed out, both of them gave each other a look. Jem knew that Cornelia told him of his past and bad childhood he had how his aunt and uncle treated him poorly using him only for the money his mum had left him. Still he was still a bit confused about how he was allowed alcohol with how he was underaged and all that it was something forbidden. Remembering all the times Cornelia threatened him saying she’ll lock him up in the drunk tank at the station if she catches him drinking. Whilst Clarissa was offering him some without any catches. “True she always lets us has takeaways each night and endless amount of coffee” The two main things he lives off these days. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Jem sipped his drink cautiously keeping his focus locked on Clarissa who was starting to unravel all that was going on. With how he was eager to find out what was she was keeping from him not wanting her try to avoid the confrontation. Never did he get the full secrets of the Bradford family with how Cornelia avoided telling him about her pasts. Truthfully after finding about who killed his father he didn’t want to hear about Abraxas and why he went down that dark path. “So did he at first think Cornelia’s mum was having an affair was that where it started to go wrong” Wanting to understand, too he was curious to hear a little more of secrets coming out. Feeling that he was starting to feel like a proper part of the family, wanting to be let in more. Jem knew that Cornelia was someone who wanted to do everything by herself, she was impulsive in that way. Wanting everyone else to be saved all before her. “So what happened after? Did you and Isaiah leave?” Surprised of this all happening with him not knowing at all any of this that Jon was kidnapped how easily it could of been him too.</span></p> Emotions. Clarissa had spent…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2020-01-12:6610746:Comment:3972952020-01-12T15:41:11.459Z✓ Clarissa Bradford ~Admin~https://eternalcityrp.com/profile/CLB
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Emotions. Clarissa had spent the majority of her life being told how to suppress them; for two reasons, but ultimately to keep her alive. As a child she was an explosive, she simply couldn’t control them at any given moment - she would lash out at the Foster care system, the other children in the system but also to the many Parents who had taken her under their wing. Furthermore, when she reached the age of eighteen and she was invited to join The League of…</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Emotions. Clarissa had spent the majority of her life being told how to suppress them; for two reasons, but ultimately to keep her alive. As a child she was an explosive, she simply couldn’t control them at any given moment - she would lash out at the Foster care system, the other children in the system but also to the many Parents who had taken her under their wing. Furthermore, when she reached the age of eighteen and she was invited to join The League of Assassins, they had told her that if she kept going on as she had done so, in this line of work would lead to her death almost straight away. Thus, it was not particularly the fighting skills she truly needed to train on, but how to shove her emotions way down so that she almost forgot she had them; in other words, to be able to walk around without a conscious. Yet here she was, feeling almost every emotion under the sun but unable to truly let them out; perhaps it was because she was with someone, and it was easier to do so on her own, or simply because she had not had the pleasure of truly feeling for some time, that she just didn’t know how to let them out. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;"><a href="https://78.media.tumblr.com/fbb67bd1c97d1bd08e4fae8e08f8f3a2/tumblr_p14egntScV1saszuqo3_400.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/fbb67bd1c97d1bd08e4fae8e08f8f3a2/tumblr_p14egntScV1saszuqo3_400.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-left"/></a>Clarissa smiled at his comment.”Well, I could still get rid of you. But unfortunately this thing for a conscious would not really allow me to” She huffed, she had never had one of these before, and quite frankly; it scared her. In fact, if she was going to function like a normal person which she would need to do now, she had to get to grips with this whole malarkey - maybe there were classes for this sort of thing. “I don’t know why I say that, because I’m your only Aunt. Besides, well.. The biological one” She cleared her throat, almost regretting she brought it up considering what had happened to his family; but she did not want him to forget them either - he may not have many people left in the living but in another place, he had plenty watching over him. If he believed that, that is. A small exhale escaped her nostrils. “I think she would make an exception today - she was--isn’t as strict and by the book as you may think” She informed Jem, recalling the many times that her baby sister had covered up for her at the police station after a series of crimes or attacks. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">She could see the confusion upon the boy’s face as she downed the first glass eagerly, and it was like he had never seen her do so before; thus, she offered a quick smile his way before his question hit her. Clarissa rolled her lips in thought and leaned back into the chair. “Cornelia was brought up, or at least got the impression that the reason why Abraxas was hateful upon us, was because of her and of her Mother’s pregnancy. A lot of his bitterness towards his family stemmed from that pregnancy. Rumours flying around the place, it sounded messy. Makes me realise I</span> <i><span style="font-weight: 400;">may</span></i> <span style="font-weight: 400;">have had something better off” She commented, the pad of her finger ran across the rim of her glass. “So because of that, she felt the need to do things almost alone when it came to Abraxas, for example, on this mission to save Jon - she requested that Isaiah and I only go so far before leaving her to do the rest” The Nephilim shook her head in regret and distaste. “Which was one of the many parts us Twins didn’t like”</span></p>