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Revamping for new Roleplay. Will no longer be Izabella Mochizuki but Ophelia Danvers. STAY TUNED

Eh might bring this back

((I thought we were doing that HardTime email?))

Mitsumi sighs and leans back against the counter, unable to bring herself to look up at him. Instead she keeps her gaze fixed on the black and white tiles of her parent's kitchen. There's a single, tiny drop of blood from her quick feeding right besides her left boot. She covers it with her heel...

((the four of us should probably do this in an inbox))

Izabella just huffed and rolled her eyes when the guys made playful jabs at her blood thirsty ness. She even went as far as snapping her fangs in Macal's direction at the use of his nickname for her. All these years and she still hated being called pup... The teleporting caught her off guard...

Izzy smirked slightly and shrugged, her hair falling back behind her shoulders. "You try telling my husband to lay low...did you honestly think he could stay in that little cabin for more then a few hours without going nuts..." She winked in Jirro's direction, feeling a bit more at ease now that...

Cora had been too into everything going around her when the other girl walked into her. She could feel her body inch backwards, as she almost lost her balance and quickly recovered. Before she could stop it from happening, the strap to her duffel bag shifted and slipped, and the curses formed at...

((sorry for the delay)) Mitsumi blinked in surprise with how quickly Akira shifted back to his usual state. She couldn't get the image of how horrified he had looked while he stared at her only moments before, out of her head. Shaking her head, she forced herself to smile gently when the...

She felt as if her heart was about to burst free, the way it hammered away in her chest as things moved around her as if in slow motion as Akira was suddenly invading her space, and Mitsumi's breath caught in her throat as a gasp, feeling his fangs scrape against her neck. And then he bit her...

((Raina would probably get along with Mitsty and Akira since they're both black bloods. They could help with the blood thing))

Cora was a bit startled when Josh just jumped up off from the couch like that, her eyes shifting to feral for a moment and only calmed down once he had left. "What the hell was that all about?" she mumbled, scratching at the back of her neck. Taking another look around the office, she noticed...

Cora looked up from her scribbling an studied the teacher for moment. She wondered if this place was really that big that two people could teach here and not know about it...crazy. Shaking her head, she looked back down at the form, her eyes scanning the questions, making a face at some and...

Izzy barely even flinched as her husband sank his fangs into Akira’s neck, but one hand did shoot out, grasping at Mitsumi’s wrist as she growled out a protest, moving forwards as if to stop him. “Don’t,” she warned her. “-your father knows what he is doing…” Ripping her hand free from her...

((combined Josh/Cora post between @MagicPocket and I)) Grabbing her bag from the seat besides her, Cora stood up and after offering Faith another smile and a tiny wave, followed Josh out of the cafeteria. In a better mood now, she adjusted the hold she had on her belongings and took...

Izabella looked between her husband and daughter for a moment in pure confusion as she watched Akira introduce himself like they had never met before. "Yes...I'd like to know what is going on as well..." Moving closer to her husbands side she watched as Mitsumi started chewing on her lower lip...

((sorry for holding anyone up. I've been out dealing with family issues but I'm heading back to NY in a few hours so I'll be able to get online to do all my replies once I get home tonight. Sorry again :/ ))

((Ill do my posts tomorrow, sorry if I'm holding people up, in Maryland for the week to see my fam, things have been hectic. Plenty of free time after tonight))

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Ignoring most of the questions being shot her way, Mitsumi leaned back against the back of the couch, never taking her eyes off of Akira as she balanced her body against the edge of the furniture. "My parents..." she mutteed softly when he questioned who lived there. "Jirro and Izabella...