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Post by Morgan Karga on Jul 30, 2016 2:09:33 GMT -5
Before Morgan takes any amount of time to answer her question, or remark about the many posters of barely clad women hanging all over her apartment, she pushes the door closed and latches it up. Every last lock. After that, she, again, approaches Marisol real close-like, to the point where the woman's back is nearly against the wall. With the two fingers of her right hand, she pushes the hair away from the woman's neck. "What do you wanna talk about?" She asks in a real low tone, almost close to a whispering hiss. But her eyes on more focused on the flesh.
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Marisol Rios
RPers
Night Lupis Pack Leader
Aw yeah pizza and fries
Posts: 100
Character Name: Marisol Rios
Character Age: 23
Character Abilities: Heightened Healing
Super Sense
Job: Owner of McArthurs
Wallet: 180
Bank Balance: 11,400
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Post by Marisol Rios on Jul 30, 2016 2:27:32 GMT -5
Marisol flinches and steps back feeling the wall press up against her causing her fists ball up and her face turns red as she stumbles over her words, "you know um hating werewolves that kind of stuff" She briefly glances around the room for ways out but the door is locked...heavily, shit. She might have to fight her way out of this and she didn't want to at all she wanted peace but Morgan was making this hard. Then an idea hits, "D-do you really think drinking my blood is okay I mean it could have bad effects or something." Or good ones or nothing but she doesn't need to know that.
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Post by Morgan Karga on Jul 30, 2016 2:31:29 GMT -5
She stops for a moment, her lips puffed, teeth clearly showing. "Drink your blood? Whatever gave you that idea..." Morgan pulls back a little bit. "What exactly do you know about the friction between vampires and werewolves?" Her hand placed firmly on the wall behind Marisol, looking for an answer quite intently, and even she isn't exactly sure what her motive is, besides clearly wanting to see what a werewolf bite might actually do for her.
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Marisol Rios
RPers
Night Lupis Pack Leader
Aw yeah pizza and fries
Posts: 100
Character Name: Marisol Rios
Character Age: 23
Character Abilities: Heightened Healing
Super Sense
Job: Owner of McArthurs
Wallet: 180
Bank Balance: 11,400
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Post by Marisol Rios on Jul 30, 2016 2:46:38 GMT -5
Marisol flinches and fights the urge to bare her own fangs against Morgan, keep it civil don't escalate yourself when you got into this bad situation try and diffuse. "Well I don't know much when i ran with an old group over in Louisiana the, uh, vampires and werewolves didn't get along for their own reasons but it had to do with werewolves being hunted by vampires and vice verse." Marisol pauses, "You see the vampires thought that werewolf blood has properties bene-er had effects on them so were seeking out our kind and we started disappearing rapidly being found dead everywhere in the town." I make a face of self-frustration. Those they took alive they planned to keep if our blood proved beneficial and gave the supposed power boost they thought it'd give them. I add hastily, "but you know the general verdict is that werewolf blood is most likely bad for vampires so I think they were trying to eliminate us because we were a threat." She stops briefly before adding, "I only know that here you ban vampires from associating with my kind so i figured a treaty may be on the table since there isn't any um, active or current bloodshed going on here. That's about all my knowledge." I really shouldn't be spilling the beans but i don't think fangs in my neck will feel very nice and I've kept that from happening so far.
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Post by Morgan Karga on Jul 30, 2016 2:50:58 GMT -5
Morgan's nails scratch at the wall in a very audible way. Her darkening eyes watch and listening and she says, "Do you know why I prohibit vampire and werewolf interaction?" She hisses, "It's not some turf war, some petty little thing about a new age kind of racism..." Her hand comes down from the wall and her index finger glides over the pulsing vein in her neck and for a tiny little second, Morgan shudders, "I don't remember a whole hell of a lot about myself from before the fog, but I do know and remember that your kind, at least outside these perpetual walls, sometimes become addicted to vampire blood. You know the stories I'm sure, the magical healing properties, the rush. It's like a drug." Her teeth grind, "I was a target for a decade before I finally got away. That is why I prohibit vampire and werewolf collusion." Morgan's sentence ends in a rough snarl.
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Marisol Rios
RPers
Night Lupis Pack Leader
Aw yeah pizza and fries
Posts: 100
Character Name: Marisol Rios
Character Age: 23
Character Abilities: Heightened Healing
Super Sense
Job: Owner of McArthurs
Wallet: 180
Bank Balance: 11,400
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Post by Marisol Rios on Jul 30, 2016 3:13:09 GMT -5
At that Marisol feels a flair of anger that seems to be heated by the mark between her collarbones at the mention of the blood she feels a growl more wolf than human rise in the back of her throat, "And vampires do the same fucking thing." she pulls on her shirt a button ripping loose as she shows the mark between her collarbones, a brand mark etched into her skin deeply now made into a scar. "This is what YOUR kind did to me because of the blood wars. But i'm not about to start a stupid war and make enemies over something that happened in the past because whether we like it or not we are both stuck in this wonderhell of a place for who knows how long." She takes a deep breath and continues lashing with her words fangs baring in a snarl, "i've been hunted just as much as you but at least i'm trying to make the best out of a shitty situation. I don't need you to like me or anyone like my kind." She takes another breath her eyes stinging for a moment glistening with tears. She shakes her head causing the anger to fleet out as fast as it came and she turns red from embarrassment at the outburst and grumbles, "I'm just trying to make it out alive and part of that means not starting up what happened in Louisiana all over again." She sighs and adds softly, "sorry about the yelling I usually have a better handle on my anger."
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Post by Morgan Karga on Jul 30, 2016 3:19:17 GMT -5
Morgan laughs, "Make it out alive?" Her head coming back a little, eyes not so dark as before, "Nobody makes it out of this town alive." Deciding against a bloodletting, even against her own better judgment that says she desperately needs to feed, she backs away, letting her hall fall down over her shoulders. "Well..." Shrugging, "This is my place, isn't it nice?" She says with her back to Marisol.
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Marisol Rios
RPers
Night Lupis Pack Leader
Aw yeah pizza and fries
Posts: 100
Character Name: Marisol Rios
Character Age: 23
Character Abilities: Heightened Healing
Super Sense
Job: Owner of McArthurs
Wallet: 180
Bank Balance: 11,400
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Post by Marisol Rios on Jul 30, 2016 3:28:12 GMT -5
Marisol sighs from some relief when Morgan backs down, dodged a bullet or at least fangs today. Marisol allows herself to sink down the wall into a crouching sit and looks around again noticing the posters lingering on some more than others before landing back to Morgans frame. She may be a vampire but she has good taste in woman and is a looker. "Yeah it's nice, a lot nicer than my home which is basically a backpack. But whatever gets the job done I guess. I do give you points for the posters. Most of them are tasteful." Marisol starts to fiddle with her collar not liking the feeling of her scar bared to be seen by everyone. No one needed to know about her own little demons. She then adds, "Sorry about the werewolves hunting you by the way. I know it won't fix anything but I hope you at least got your revenge on them." A bit of bitterness leaks into her voice, "I didn't on mine and I hate that." But when I get out of here I will.
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Post by Morgan Karga on Jul 30, 2016 3:49:48 GMT -5
(ooc: was going to write more but i am quite sleepy atm lol about 5am here, can we pause this until later?)
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Marisol Rios
RPers
Night Lupis Pack Leader
Aw yeah pizza and fries
Posts: 100
Character Name: Marisol Rios
Character Age: 23
Character Abilities: Heightened Healing
Super Sense
Job: Owner of McArthurs
Wallet: 180
Bank Balance: 11,400
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Post by Marisol Rios on Jul 30, 2016 3:54:02 GMT -5
(never you must RP this forever now. forever. Just kidding yeah, it's getting late get yourself some sleep. this RP is taking weird turns from possible sex to feeding to being friends or enemies it's just...so weird and i love it. and my character is so confused on what she wants anymore other than a truce lol so yeah go sleep and get some good rest and have good dreams don't let any of the bed bugs bite either if they do smite them with your fists of fury)
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Post by Morgan Karga on Jul 30, 2016 3:55:15 GMT -5
(lol alright :3 was a fun rp, i'll be back later today byebye)
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Post by Morgan Karga on Jul 30, 2016 22:06:26 GMT -5
"It's in the past." She says with a little reluctance. "Some part of it anyway." Looking around at her own posters, "I don't get a lot visitors, with good reason." Morgan flops into the couch and flips open her laptop as if it's just another day, home alone, scrolling around whatever random webpage she had open last. "I don't keep food here, or drinks really. So the place isn't really all that good for those who aren't dead."
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Marisol Rios
RPers
Night Lupis Pack Leader
Aw yeah pizza and fries
Posts: 100
Character Name: Marisol Rios
Character Age: 23
Character Abilities: Heightened Healing
Super Sense
Job: Owner of McArthurs
Wallet: 180
Bank Balance: 11,400
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Post by Marisol Rios on Jul 30, 2016 22:24:33 GMT -5
Giving up on her collar keeping her mark covered she gives up and rests her hands on her knees, "I'm not surprised about your lack of visitors your home kind of spells that out for you unless you were going for an abandoned apartment decor type theme." Standing up and stretching she adds, "I find it kind of ironic that, you hate werewolves yet you bring the leader of them here to your own house even though you don't really bring visitors over at all." After her stretching she walks over to the couch and leans over at Morgans feet and says, "I mean this means you either trust me a lot, which I doubt. Or you are planning to do something else." And to be honest I don't know what's going on in that head at all she could legitimately be looking up 1001 ways to kill a werewolf to decide on how she wants to kill me. Or she could be watching gossip girl and neither would surprise me at this point. Marisol sniffs the apartment smelling nothing but Morgan around it. She wasn't kidding about not having food or visitors it doesn't smell like anything but Morgan. Kind of unsettling. It's like she's everywhere instead of one spot.
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Post by Morgan Karga on Jul 30, 2016 22:36:16 GMT -5
Tacking her fingers away at the keyboard, "You were talking about some kind of truce?" She doesn't turn her head, face thoroughly buried in the screen, "How do I know that's something that'll last?" She flips her cigarettes out of her pocket and strikes one up even with her eyes still glued to the shining blue. She opens her email and finds a message she's been waiting for, reading that she had actually managed to acquire the deed to Nocte Aeterna and that the building, the entire venue, now belonged to her. Not even a stitch of enthusiasm comes over her though. Her face still just as stone as it was before she opened the message. "Is that what you really want?"
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Marisol Rios
RPers
Night Lupis Pack Leader
Aw yeah pizza and fries
Posts: 100
Character Name: Marisol Rios
Character Age: 23
Character Abilities: Heightened Healing
Super Sense
Job: Owner of McArthurs
Wallet: 180
Bank Balance: 11,400
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Post by Marisol Rios on Jul 30, 2016 22:49:56 GMT -5
Marisol nods, "Yeah I want some kind of a truce, i know we don't have active warring going on between our kind and i want to keep it that way." Marisol thinks about the trust thing, "I don't really know how to gain your trust other than to ask you to believe me but you don't seem the type keen on believing someone on their word." How could I prove trust... then an idea hits her. It might be bad but she knows it may be her best shot, "I could do something for you, a condition, give you something, or do a favor to prove that i'm at least serious. If that is what you want." She then adds, "because I am completely serious in trying to build a truce." I believe that my kind is more than raging balls of teeth, claws, and fur. Starting a war with the vampires will only set everything i've done so far back.
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