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[vixe]

Adelaide Thorne ☽

new place, new faces

First things first, buy light blocking curtains for every room in the house, Adelaide whispered to herself as she drew her current curtains closed. The new curtains were just the one of the many things that she need for her new house. Adelaide made a mental note to go to the store soon.

After closing the curtains, she made her way into the kitchen, and made her self a glass of blood from her hefty supply she’d accumulated over the years. Usually, she didn’t like drinking blood. She only drank it because she had too and today she was feeling more peckish than usual. While sipping on her glass she made her way into her bed room and starts to unpack her various pieces of clothing. After she has her closet stocked up she laid down on her bed, looking up at the ceiling.

By this time, the sun was starting to set and she made up her mind that it was a good time to hit the town and explore, even though she had been here many many many years ago it would be fun to see how the town had changed from the last time she’d been there.

Getting up from her spot on the bed she threw open her newly made closet and changed into a different out, an outfit good enough for her to be seen in public with. Once she was satisfied with how she looked, she walked out the door whilst locking it behind her. She didn’t have a car, but she did have a very old bicycle she found.

Even with being a couple hundred years old she didn’t have a lot of money, she didn’t like to be the center of attention. She just wanted to blend into the back ground. She didn’t want to be found, that’s why she changed her name and moved back to New haven, nobody knew her. She could had a fresh start.

While going into town seemed like a good idea at the time Adelaide immediately wished she’d stay home. She thought that it was going to be a quiet night where she could explored her new environment but boy, she was very wrong. As she rode into town, from her little house in the woods, she made marks about everything she saw in her head. It wasn’t long until she got into the heart of the town as she did, she stopped her bike and leaned it up against the side of a building. She wasn’t worried about it, because who would want a 7 year old bike anyways?? The seat had foam sticking out of it and the handle bars were rusted over.

She made her way into a little bar, it was a speakeasy vibe. She could remember a time where she used to go to actual speakeasies. Timidly, she made her way over to the bar.

In a small voice she asked the bartender. “Can I have a glass on red wine?”

➣ location: home< speakeasy
➣ mentions: izayoiix
➣ tags: izayoiix
➣ apparel: x

➣ coded by: @aeonian

 

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↓ Dorian.

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[div class=postinfo]outfit: x
location: Mirage Night Club
interactions: Sadie, Laurel, Mason, Mallory
tags: jasmyn , apolla , AnimeGenork [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=text]

Dorian let out a low chuckle as Sadie spoke, nodding his head. "I know they are," he replied to her with a wink, "You don't seem like the nervous type, but one can never be too sure. Besides, a drink is good for a variety of occasions, not just nerves." When the tall brunette sat down alongside him, the warlock simply nodded and took another sip from his champagne, his signature smirk never truly leaving his lips. "Business as usual, dear. Though I'm fairly certain I spend more time in this club than I do my own home," he answered, shrugging a shoulder. It was true, most of his time was spent at Mirage regardless of whether or not he was supposed to be working that day. He was a regular at his own club, and didn't see anything remotely wrong with that. It paid the bills and kept his bed warm every night.

Hazel eyes turned to the blonde on his other side, happy that she seemed to be enjoying the drink. "It's a Krug Clos d'Ambonnany 1995, which I'm fairly certainly translates into 'expensive but definitely worth it,'" he answered with a shrug. It was usually the type of bottle people would save for a special occasion. But every day was a special occasion in his book. "And I'm not too sure Sadie would want to join us," he continued, turning his gaze back over to the brunette opposite Laurel, "but she's more than welcome to if she wants." Dorian winked at Sadie a let out a low chuckle, intending to continue the conversation when someone dropped into his lap, wrapping their arms around his neck.

To be honest, Dorian wasn't surprised to see Mason and Mallory in the club that evening. They too were regulars, both in Mirage and his bedroom. "It would seem that all my favorite people are here tonight," he said with a grin, reaching around Mallory to set his glass on the table. With a snap of his fingers, two more empty champagne flutes and a second bottle of bubbly appeared on the table. "Mason, Mallory, you both are looking particularly delicious tonight. Help yourself to some champagne." Dorian wasn't one to have favorites, but he could definitely see the disdain between Laurel and Mal. They did not get along, but that wasn't really his business. "Now, now ladies. This place is a club, not a boxing ring. Drink and be merry, or whatever they say."

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↓ Elektra.

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[div class=postinfo]outfit: x | x
location: The Grill
interactions: Tyler, Jasper
tags: jasmyn , izayoiix [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=text]

Ty seemed to look at her for a bit too long, causing Ellie to stiffen ever so slightly. He appeared to be a bit confused by her presence, but she couldn't really put her finger on why. It's not like she had ever met him before. She had only arrived to New Haven a little bit ago anyway. At the mention of him living outside of New Haven, Elektra briefly wondered if she had met him in her travels at some point. She had been around for quite some time, so it was a possibility. But she was almost entirely certain she would have remembered a vampire with a face like his. Both men were handsome, the she-wolf could give them that. If she wasn't as guarded as she was, it would be nice to get to know them. But that couldn't happen, not after Samuel.

Elektra took another sip of her bourbon lemonade, pulling the glass from her mouth and twirling the ice around in it. "I don't know about that," she answered with a light laugh, "I quite like it here. Definitely beats some of the other towns I've been to down yonder. I passed through this small town once on a job that was made up of two paved roads and one stop sign. It was so boring, deader than a door nail." Elektra had been to quite a few smalls towns in quite a few states in her lifetime. In fact, the only state she hadn't visited was Hawaii simply because it was too far away. She certainly wanted to go one day, but it would just have to wait until the time was right.

"A guide? That would actually be fantastic," she replied with enthusiasm. Truthfully, Elektra didn't really care much about New Haven, not then anyway. Instead, she was more interested in what information she might be able to get out of Ty while they were exploring. He seemed to be someone who would have a lot of intel and, being an older vampire from what she could tell, he probably had a lot of knowledge about the townsfolk as well. Maybe he could point her in the direction of the Tyler she was supposed to be hunting. Throwing back her own drink, Elektra sat the glass on the counter and hopped down from the stool. "Care to be my tour guide now?"

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[apolla]

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[div class=textinformation] MERCEDES

"Business as usual. Sounds pretty tame." She sipped at her champagne, eyes flitting around to the people at the club before landing back on the two she was conversing with. "Of course, sometimes tame can be good." She was pretty much teasing, having heard rumors about the wild times between some of the townsfolk here. Laurel made a comment about why hadn't he ever invited Sadie to join them, and the brunette nearly snorted into her champagne.

"I'm not a share-y person." She shook her head, leaning forward some so that she could see Laurel. It was then that Mason and Mallory joined them, the latter of the two plopping herself on Dorian's lap. Shifting the bottom of her dress to be out of the way, Sadie ended up leaning back in her seat, eyes on Mason. She couldn't explain it, but she didn't trust the guy. Not that she'd shared that with anyone.

Sadie nearly snorted a second time as Laurel mentioned the clinic. Boy, she was feeling catty today. Deciding not to comment, she leaned further back in the seat, draping her champagne-less hand over the back of the seating area.

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[div class=goldie]code by g o l d i e l o x x[/div]

Spoiler: Mobile

"Business as usual. Sounds pretty tame." She sipped at her champagne, eyes flitting around to the people at the club before landing back on the two she was conversing with. "Of course, sometimes tame can be good." She was pretty much teasing, having heard rumors about the wild times between some of the townsfolk here. Laurel made a comment about why hadn't he ever invited Sadie to join them, and the brunette nearly snorted into her champagne.

"I'm not a share-y person." She shook her head, leaning forward some so that she could see Laurel. It was then that Mason and Mallory joined them, the latter of the two plopping herself on Dorian's lap. Shifting the bottom of her dress to be out of the way, Sadie ended up leaning back in her seat, eyes on Mason. She couldn't explain it, but she didn't trust the guy. Not that she'd shared that with anyone.

Sadie nearly snorted a second time as Laurel mentioned the clinic. Boy, she was feeling catty today. Deciding not to comment, she leaned further back in the seat, draping her champagne-less hand over the back of the seating area.

 

[apolla]

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[div class=textinformation] MASON

Mason chuckled at Mallory's insistence that he carry her. Not that he couldn't do it, she definitely wasn't heavy or anything. She'd scrambled back to sit on his back and shoulders, and he couldn't help but peer up at her, a cheeky grin on his face. "This is an interesting position." Waggling his eyebrows, he started across town to the speakeasy place, humming a jaunty tune under his breath almost the entire time.

She practically leaped off his back by the time they arrived, making a beeline for a friend of theirs and plopping herself into his lap. Mason stood in front of them, arms crossed and a playful smirk on his features. He liked the cattiness between Laurel and Mallory; fuel to the fire was always a good thing. He couldn't help but notice the look Sadie gave him, but he forced himself to not lose his smirk.

Looking back at the others, he nodded to Dorian in greeting. Sliding into the seat beside Laurel, he leaned against her, making sure he was quite comfortable before releasing a heavy sigh. Still grinning, he looked up at her. "How are you, beautiful lady?"

[/div] [div class=tags]location: his bedroom | outfit: click! [minus jacket] | mood: "Carry me hoooooome." | tags: Mallory ( AnimeGenork ); Laurel ( jasmyn ); Sadie; Dorian ( MadiRaiCat ) [/div] [/div][/div] [div class=coverpic][/div][/div]
[div class=goldie]code by g o l d i e l o x x[/div]

Spoiler: Mobile

Mason chuckled at Mallory's insistence that he carry her. Not that he couldn't do it, she definitely wasn't heavy or anything. She'd scrambled back to sit on his back and shoulders, and he couldn't help but peer up at her, a cheeky grin on his face. "This is an interesting position." Waggling his eyebrows, he started across town to the speakeasy place, humming a jaunty tune under his breath almost the entire time.

She practically leaped off his back by the time they arrived, making a beeline for a friend of theirs and plopping herself into his lap. Mason stood in front of them, arms crossed and a playful smirk on his features. He liked the cattiness between Laurel and Mallory; fuel to the fire was always a good thing. He couldn't help but notice the look Sadie gave him, but he forced himself to not lose his smirk.

Looking back at the others, he nodded to Dorian in greeting. Sliding into the seat beside Laurel, he leaned against her, making sure he was quite comfortable before releasing a heavy sigh. Still grinning, he looked up at her. "How are you, beautiful lady?"