Announcements: Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newbies » RPG Chat — the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Aphantasia » Skill Trees - Good, Bad & Ugly » In-Game Gods & Gameplay Impact » Cunningham's Law » The Tribalism of Religion » Lost Library » Game Theory » The Hidden Void » Removing CS From an Indy Universe : Solution » On the Matter of New Players and Orphaned Plays » STOP BLAMING US FOR RPG BEING SLOW! » Polytheism » The Game of Life » Just War » Science and Philosophy » The Bible as Literature » Humans in the MV. Questions and thoughts. » Surviving the post-holiday apocalypse. » SL: 1097 Bestiary of Monsters » What latest tech excites me? »

Players Wanted: A Fairytale World in Need of Heroes & Villains! » Are You a Crime Addict? » Wuxia RP » Looking for roleplayers » New Realistic Roleplay - Small World Life ٩( ´・ш・)و » Mentors Wanted » MV Recruiting Drive: sci-fi players wanted! » Veilbrand: The Revolution » Gonna do this anyway. » Looking for Kamen Rider Players » Elysium » Looking for roleplayers for a dystopian past! » Revamping Fantasy Adventure RPG, need new players » Here, At the End of the World (supernatural mystery drama) » Seeking Role Players for a TOG Based RP » so I made a Stranger Things RP idk why not come join » LFP - New Roleplay » Gifted/Mutant individuals escaping the gov » Spaceship Zero! A retro horror sci fi RP with rayguns :D » mahou shoujo rp »

0
followers
follow

Eibhlin Canniff

"Red is a very... enticing color for a flower, yes?"

0 · 637 views · located in Pennsylvania

a character in “Bellingstone, Pennsylvania”, as played by °ẞ0llisīic°

Description

Image
Image
"Red is a very... enticing color for a flower, yes?"



Image
Image
Image
Image

| {Name} |
Eibhlin (ave-lin) Canniff

| {Nickname} |
Since her name is difficult to pronounce by sight, she just tells people to call her Eva.

| {Age} |
Looks nineteen but is really one-hundred nineteen.

| {Birth Date} |
Born on November 3rd.

| {Gender} |
Eva is Female.

| {Sexual Orientation} |
She is Bisexual. She doesn't care which gender they are. She'll love them same.

| {Coven or Pack?} |
Part of Dubois Coven.

| {Role} |
Vampire; Coven Member #4.



Image
| {Appearance} |
Eva is a rather good looking girl. Her skin is pale, and she makes sure she doesn't get any marks. It's smooth to the touch, and it almost feels like porcelain, based on what others have said. Her eyes are a soft grey, that complements her bright, ginger hair. She gets her hair color from her Irish background, as well as her accent. She usually wears pastel colors, and sometimes black. Flowy dresses and shirts describe her average attire. Eva wears flats most of the time, but alternates to sandals for the summer and ugg boots for the winter. Her winter apparel usually consists of a dark, natural colored sweater, a wool jacket, a light colored scarf (not too vibrant), and dark jeans. You'll also notice that her hair is rarely put into an up-do of any kind. Sometimes she'll braid a part of it, and leave the rest down. And lastly, like most women, she has her ears pierced.


| {Likes} |
Books, Roses, Rain, Night, Tea, Calm Atmospheres, Sleeping In, History

| {Dislikes} |
Parties, Loud People, Children, Coffee, Bitter Foods, Dogs, Being Rudely Awoken

| {Personality} |
Eva is a generally calm, and nice person. She doesn't mind hyper people too much, but she does get irritated by them. When she's angry, she'll begin to be sarcastic although keeping a stoic, calm demeanor. But she's a carefree person when she's happy. She likes to pay more attention to the beautiful things in life, rather than indulging herself in technology. She still has a phone like any normal person though. Eva is also a hopeless romantic, which resides in the novels that she reads as well. She likes to think that she'll find her 'soulmate' one day, and live a happy life with them. Her vocabulary is quite refined, and she prefers to not use slang of 'The 21st Century'. She gets a lot of weird looks from this, but she doesn't care one bit. Eva can also be outgoing and talkative when she wants to, prefebably on a good day. In the mornings, she is very lazy, but recovers once she is up and moving. She espeically doesn't like getting up early, she prefers sleeping in. Eva is grumpy when she first wakes up.

| {History} |
Eibhlin Canniff is of Irish decent. She was born there, and learned the language. She was brought up in a well-mannered family that was quite known in the Irish vampire community. Although her father was never around a lot, she was happy. Her child-hood was filled with many classes and seclusion. She didn't have many friends, and she didn't think she needed them either. The people she read about in her books were enough for her. But, she did have one friend who was human. One incident occured that changed how young Eva looked at things. When her friend came over to play one day, Eva hadn't had any blood for a couple of days, so she was craving. She smelled the sweet smell of her friend's blood, and with no control over herself, attacked the poor child. Luckily, she didn't drink any of her blood, and her now ex-friend was delivered home. Eva wasn't punished, and was given animal blood to drink so it wouldn't happen again. This was when she realized that humans were fragile creatures, and she wouldn't drink their blood unless she absolutely had to.

Unfortunately, the human child told her father what happened, and he was an Irish hunter. So, for years he planned an attack on the Canniff family. During those years, Eibhlin studied and studied about ancient history, which she liked a lot. She stayed homeschooled so the same accident would never happen again in a public environment. So, her life was back to normal. When she turned sixteen, something terrible had happened. That was when the attack was executed. In the midst of the attack, the father of the girl Eva attacked when they were younger searched for her. Eva and her mother had already rushed to a ship headed for America. He was far too late to try and kill her.

The couple of years in America were normal for Eibhlin and her mother. No hunters, and no incidents. They settled down in Bellingstone, Pennsylvania knowing it was almost like a safe haven for supernatural creatures. They became part of Dubois coven and started a fresh, new life.



Image
| {Theme Songs} |
Halsey-Castle | Halsey-Control | Lorde-Team

| {Face Claim} |
Sophie Turner

| {Dialogue Color Code} |
#FB3383

| {Writer} |
°ẞ0llisīic°

So begins...

Eibhlin Canniff's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Andrew Hammond Character Portrait: Maxine Taylor Character Portrait: Desmond Joseph Grey Character Portrait: Johanna Collins Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Anthony Summers Character Portrait: Pfeiffer Griffin Character Portrait: Urainie A. Patel
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Location; Downtown Bellingstone.
Time; 7:00 P.M.


Image

Image


The night air was cool and crisp as ever within the downtown area. It was a day of festivities all over the downtown area of Bellingstone and it was quite the spectacle every year. Today was the day that everyone within the town of Bellingstone, Pennsylvania have been waiting for. Founder's Day - A day of celebration and the day that the town was founded by the finding fathers. People have lined up to watch the parade, which was long as always and now people were within the town center, awaiting for their mayor to take the stage and give his normal speech about this fabulous day and now night.

Hidden within the crowd, dressed in a black leather jacket, pants and white t-shirt, stood the alpha of the Wolff pack - Nicholas. He had his arms folded over his muscular chest, blending in with the normal townsfolk. His eyes gazed around as he kept a close eye on his pack, making sure every single one of them behaved. Nicholas turned his head back towards the stage as Samantha was up there now, standing behind the podium and waited until the crowd hushed before speaking. "Welcome, people of Bellingstone to the Annual Founder's Day ceremony." A few people applauded as she waved her hand towards the mayor. "And allow me to introduce the mayor, Mr. Maxwell Carter."

The crowd roared as Samantha stepped aside and Maxwell stood up and took to the podium now, waving with a smile. Nicholas didn't bother applauding but he stood there motionless even. "I thank everyone that participated in today's events and organized everything. Obviously, it wasn't me because things would've been all over the place." There was scattered laughter along with his own as he continued speaking. "I stand proud before you today because of this magnificent display that brings a community together." Maxwell waved his hand towards something that was covered up, a statue more than likely.

"And now, my surprise." Once the sheet was ripped off to reveal the status, a body was also there hanging lifelessly with multiple bite marks and even a few scratches. People gasped, screamed and a few collapsed onto the ground while Nicholas stared at the body, noticing that the body wasn't the attack of a werewolf. The mayor walked closer to the display and broke down. "This is my nephew! Who did this?!" The mayor was in a furious rage and demanded answers as the authorities were starting to arriving. Most seemed like it was implemented by someone else. Nicholas' mind automatically went to one word - Vampire. Those vile and disgusting creatures of nature, well then again, so are werewolves but they do not require human blood to live.

Nicholas couldn't bare witness of this sight anymore as he stepped away, authorities all around investigating especially Angie and Christopher. Nicholas waltzed into one of the nearby restaurants and sat down at an outside table, pulling out his cell phone and sending out a massive text to his pack members.

To: The Wolff Pack
Meet me at Gino's Pizza now. Last one here buys dinner.


Nicholas sent the message while a waitress came up to him and asked what we wanted to eat. He licked his lips while staring at her up and down then shook his head while ordering two meat lovers pizzas. The waitress nodded her head and walked back inside. Nicholas even ordered everyone cups of water to go with their pizza. Nicholas sat there, pondering whether or not the vampires might've done this or not. If it was a war they want, a war they were surely going to get but how can two clans of supernatural being war with hunters also lurking in the mist. His eyes caught sight of the mayor on the phone. Nicholas used his enhanced hearing to listen in. "Desmond. It's time."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image






The air was full of the smells of a carnival--or festival as it was now referred to: popcorn and various fried treats. Rem wasn't much for the fried scene. The grease almost always made him nauseous. The smell wasn't any better. Thankfully they were close to the popcorn so it wasn't too awful. Up here, the wind was cool on his face and the view was the second most beautiful thing he saw. The first, was Eibhlin.

Her flawless pale skin seemed to glow in the moonlight and her grey eyes seemed to shine. The Ferris Wheel stopped with them at the very top and allowed them a few moments to enjoy the view. He hoped that he had timed it right and the fireworks would begin shortly. It was better to view up here anyway. It was far from the excited beating of the human hearts full of the ruby drink he craved, but no. He would never allow himself a taste of it. Or at least, never again. He had seen too much death in his life to bring about more. At least for humans. Vampire had to drink something and animal blood was the second best. Sometimes.

He wrapped an arm around Eva and pulled her close to his side. For the first time, he wished that his body produced heat. It was cool enough up here it could be considered cold. Especially for someone as thin as Eva. The best he could do was block the wind from one side. He leaned over and placed a soft kiss on the side of her head. Her hair smelled like roses. "A penny for your thoughts," he joked. "If I can guess what they are, can I get that penny back?" A smile spread across his face, but it was quickly wiped away by the screaming.

He moved his arm and leaned forward as far as he could in the ferris wheel car without tipping them too far. With his vampiric eyes, he found the source of the commotion. The mayor had revealed a new statue for today, the day they celebrated the founding of Bellingstone by his father, and the ancestor of Nicholas Wolff, and hanging from it, covered in blood and... bite marks? His jaw clenched slightly. It was a body. Someone he had seen a few times around town. Mayor Carter's nephew. If anyone in his coven was responsible for this, they were going to be in for some deep trouble. Especially once his brother found out. Merde!

He looked down below him as the crown scattered like ants. His eyes found Nicholas moving through the crowd before moving below them to see that the operator, because of their curiosity, abandoned the controls leaving the two vampires and the rest of the riders stranded. He sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. "It appears we're stuck here for a moment, mon chéri."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





The view of the fair was beautiful. Colorful fireworks lit the sky and the sweet smell of confectionery filled the air. The parade went on for the annual anniversary of Bellingstone's founding founders. Sitting beside her in the ferris wheel cart was her love, Remy Dubois.

The ferris cart stopped at the top and gave the two a view of almost everything below them. Many people crowded around the mayor as he gave his speech. She reminiscenced about fairs she went to as a child and all the fun rides she'd go on. After Rem's sweet line and peck on the side of her head, Eva giggled. She playfully slapped Remy's arm with the back of her hand. "That was so cheesy Rem! Did you come up with that yourself?" She smiled along with him but jumped a little as screams came from below. Remy leaned toward the cart window to see what was going on. He looked back at her with a slight change in his expression. He sighed as he ran his hand through his hair.

Eva looked confused and her voice was laced with slight worry. "What is going on down there? How bad is it?" She wanted to know what was going on so she could help, but she knew that it was probably inevitable, and they were stuck in a ferris wheel cart at the moment. "Well, I guess we'll have to wait it out. I'm sure we'll get down in a matter of time and patience. Beidh muid breá (We'll be fine)."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image






Rèmy's eyes watched out the window for a moment. He was debating whether or not to tell Eva what he was seeing, though he was sure she could see it for herself if she really tried. The fact she didn't meant she probably wouldn't want to know. So he did what he usually did in tense situations. Make it lighter. "Just trouble. Probably those blasted wolves." He leaned back and wrapped his arm around her once more.

"Well at least we have each other and this fantastic view. Although it makes me wish I had my paints." He rubbed her arm up and down as if to warm her. Although if we're stuck up here forever know that I will eat you." To further the joke he nipped at her earlobe once and backed off smiling. Outside the car, he watched the people out of the corner of his eye. He saw the flashing lights of the police cars and could hear the screaming in one of the cars. Probably someone who wasn't fond of tight spaces. He wasn't a big fan of them himself, but the view wasn't bad, the air wasn't stifling, and he had pleasurable company. One of things she had said moments ago finally registered in his brain. "Wait. Of course I came up with the penny thing on my own. I am French. You know how we love our cheese." He winked at her, but his eyes strayed to the statue once more.

First the tourist family and now this. Something strange was going on and he was sure no one in the coven was involved. They were all old enough to know the consequences. And such a public display... No it couldn't be them. Maybe the wolves were trying to frame them. Something hard twisted in his gut as he realized what was going to happen, soon if not already in progress.

The hunters were coming.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Andrew Hammond Character Portrait: Johanna Collins Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Anthony Summers Character Portrait: Pfeiffer Griffin Character Portrait: Urainie A. Patel
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

Image

Nicholas looked up and saw the waitress bring the pizza out along with Pfeiffer entering the premise. His eyes scanned over her as she sat down beside him now. Nicholas stayed silent during the time she was sitting there until she spoke, saying something about him being worried. "Honestly, Fife, I am." He spoke then leaned over towards her. "I just heard the mayor telling someone that it is time. Meaning hunters." Nicholas whispered while leaning back over just as Anthony and Johanna made their way over.

With a slight eye roll as Anthony ordered a beer, he demanded that they both sit down this instance. "All right, you two, listen up, hunters might be coming into our town so we need to be prepared. Got it?" Nicholas said sternly while pointing directly at the duo. He grabbed a slice of pizza and started chewing on it then looked ahead and saw two vampires stuck on the Ferris Wheel. Nicholas wiped his mouth with his arm then stood up. "Excuse me." He said while turning heel and walked up to the door. "Let me know when Andrew and Urainie gets here." He spoke then walked through the restaurant then through the front door, walking over to where the Ferris Wheel was.

Once there, he looked up and saw Remy as he wiggled his fingers up at him. Nicholas watched as the person handling the ride returned and turned on the device, letting people off as their carts and he was happy to see Remy and his date, Eva on the ground. "Long time, no see, bud." Nicholas said while patting Remy on the back, waving towards Eva in the process.

"We need to talk." He pulled Remy into a nearby corner and spoke softly. "We had nothing to do with this. And I damn sure know your vampires didn't do it. It's too sloppy for your guys type of work." Nicholas mentioned but eyed Remy again. "I am hear to warn you, your brother and your coven. Hunters are coming. Be prepared." Nicholas said while leaning against a nearby building with a sigh.

Boy, just when you thought living in Bellingstone couldn't get any worse, it sure is fixing to. Nicholas waited there to hear Remy's responses towards him.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Eibhlin chuckled. "To be honest I doubt it's 'Just trouble.' I have a feeling it's something worse. There's also this feeling that something bad is going to come from this. But, it may just be me." Eva nodded, looking out at the beautiful view, agreeing with Rem's statement. She squeaked at the nibble on her ear. "You jokester! Keep those fangs of yours to yousrself." She smiled.

Eva watched as people, in a panicked manner, scattered down below. Whatever happened must have been worse than she thought. She still had that deep feeling in the pit of her stomach. Like.. something or someone was going to arrive soon. It was a familiar feeling of danger, and death. She recognized this particular sense. The hunters are coming. She could almost feel the same thought radiating off Rem in waves. Another scream dissapated from one of the police cars. She knew it must've been panic from the aftermath of the event. She really wanted to know what was going on, but at the same time, didn't. Eva looked back at Rem to hear his comment. "And that's what I love about you. You're original." She rested her head on his shoulder.

Eva was pleasantly surprised as the ferris wheel began to move again. Looks like their peace and quiet was cut short. When Eva stepped out of the cart with Rem, she was confused to see Nicholas Wolff, alpha to the Wolff pack, before them. She eyed him as he pat Rem's back, waving at her. She waved back awkwardly, muttering under her breath, "Bud?" She watched Nick pull Rem to a corner to talk. "Must be about the current situation."

While waiting, Eva turned toward where the speech by the mayor was held. What she saw shocked her. She watched as two men began to cover the mayor's nephew, who was covered in a few scratchs and many bites, with a white sheet. "So that's what this is about..." It was definitely the work of a vampire, but she knew it wasn't anyone in the coven. They knew that if they did something like this, there would be consequences. So, who did it? She contemplated this as she waited for Remy and Nicholas to finish their conversation. It was too late to unsee what she didn't really want to see in the first place.

She couldn't even begin to think who would do such a vile thing.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Image






Rèmy smiled shyly. He loved when she said the word love. Especially about him. He leaned his head against hers, as much as he could for being so much taller than her. He gave another gentle kiss on the side of her head. Then her forehead and her cheek and nearly went in for a kiss--then the ride jolted as the operator returned and allowed them to disembark from the car. He nodded a thanks at the operator for no hard feelings and smelled something... kanine. Werewolves.

Right there, just outside the exit of the ride stood Nicholas Wolff. He wiggled his fingers at Rem and all he could think of was My that looks silly on a muscly guy like him. He tensed as Nicholas pat him on the back in greeting. He was not much use to the dogs touching him. Especially Nicholas. Nor did he expect the nickname "bud". Something was indeed wrong. "Um.. Hello to you too, Nicholas." He said, eyeing Eva. He barely got all the words out before he was pulled away.

He couldn't help but feel relieved that Nicholas knew none of his coven members would dare attack a human. Not from this town anyway and certainly not the mayor's nephew. His gut twisted again as Nicholas confirmed his fear. The hunters were indeed coming. "You're right. My people know better, and I'm sure yours are trained enough to know better." At least some of them, he thought with a smile. When it came to Pfeiffer and Johanna, there was bound to be some trouble, but if Nicholas said it wasn't them, it wasn't them. Or he was trying to cover for them and--subsequently--his own ass. However, Rèmy was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"You're positive they're coming? There's no doubt?" He needed to be sure. His eyes darted to Eva. he needed to be sure for her. And the rest of their family. He slipped his phone--probably his favorite invention of the new world--and sent a text to his brother:

Brother,
Assemble the family. There are things we need to discuss.

-Rem


With a sigh, he slipped it back into his pocket. Things were about to get very complicated.






Btw: I messaged Scarlet Loop and they said the coven leader should be done by tomorrow and they'll try to post before they get too far behind.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Andrew Hammond Character Portrait: Johanna Collins Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Anthony Summers Character Portrait: Pfeiffer Griffin Character Portrait: Urainie A. Patel
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

ImageImage






The waiter came back around and dropped off a cup of ranch for Jo who finally released Ryan. She picked up the slice she had been working on (and had dropped several times now) and dipped it into the ranch before taking a bite. Yes, perfect she thought. She nearly choked on the bite at the look on Fife's face. "I've always done it, Fife. Picked it up in middle school. Pizza without it just isn't the same. It's actually pretty good you should give it a try." She slid the small plastic cup towards Fife.

Her seat neighbors on either side seemed pretty tense as the conversation took on a darker tone as discussions on the hunters continued. She wanted to be skeptical like Tony and believe that maybe he was calling someone else. That the hunters weren't coming. That they wouldn't have to fight or fear for their lives. However, she trusted in Nick's abilities to read situations and if the Mayor called for someone after an attack, it was most likely the hunters.

Ryan's near squeak in response to the question about her interview made Jo pause. That only happened when she was either lying, or telling only half of the truth. She smiled sadly at her alpha and said, "I'm sorry, Peaches. I'd hire you if I could. They don't know what a mistake they made not taking you on."

She looked over at Tony and saw his eyes darting around, searching for a threat. She could see his hands beginning to shake. Oh boy. She reached over and tapped his leg, offering her hand palm up in case he needed something to ground him. To remind him that even if there is a threat, they're all here together and are pretty tough in a fight. They did need to retrieve Nick though. He was with Rèmy though which probably meant that Eibhlin was with him. The thought made her heart ache. She turned and saw her Alpha with the french twit and poor Eva standing off to the side, her hair blowing in the wind behind her. Sending Tony over there could be disastrous. Too much testosterone. Sending Ryan would be the better choice, but Jo wasn't sure how she'd react to the vampires after finding out about the body.

"I'll go," She said, wiping her mouth with a napkin. She stood, offered Tony a soft squeeze on his shoulder as if to say "It's alright" and walked towards her alpha and her past. As she left she heard Tony point out a man staring at the group and preyed she hadn't made a mistake and leaving her pack. At least she knew Ryan could kick some serious ass if she had to. Which helped... a little.

She approached the Alpha silently, as she was taught and cleared her throat.

"Alpha. The pack requests your presence at the table." She grinned mischievously. "Andrew's buying."




Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Maxine Taylor Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Matthieu Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image



Image



He had lived through enough of these that they eventually grew redundant. And so, as his brother and the coven and the rest of the town joined each other in Founder's Day, Matthieu had retired early and returned to the one thing he was still truly passionate about. His bookstore wasn't much, but it meant the world to him.

For a few months, back in the eighties, it had been a law office. But that was short lived - no one needed a lawyer in these parts. And so he had closed that down in the late nineties and the store had remained empty for quite some time. And then he had come home from Columbia and decided to use the space to start one of those hole-in-the-wall sort of bookstores that crop up in small, American towns. Perhaps a tourist would stop by once and a while, but truly, he owned it to have an excuse to own so many books. Matt was a romantic in that sense. Perhaps annoyingly so.

Matt sat on the front steps of the store, which was only a block or two from the festivities. In fact, from where he sat with his cup of coffee, he could watch the fireworks almost as well as if he had been there. He was close enough that he could hear the screams that went up. For a while, he could have mistaken them for excited screams, but no, he knew that sound.

"Putain..." he murmured to himself, standing up slowly and walking into the street. He attempted to look over the heads of the crowd, but they jostled around him, bobbing up and down just as he did, effectively blocking his vision. "Merde!" But now they started to hurry away, knocking into him as he weaved between people. Finally, he grabbed one of the townsfolk by the arm.

"What's the matter?" he asked sharply, jerking his thumb at the square.

"Mayor Cartwell's nephew, man," the woman replied, tugging her arm free. "I wouldn't go there." She continued walking as he stood there, finally able to see now as the crowds thinned out. He knew not how long he stood, staring at the corpse, but it was long enough that by the time he came to his senses, they had begun to cover the poor man. It was his phone that had startled him, and he grasped for it quickly to read what he knew was a message from his brother.

Matthieu could have asked for the details, but he found that to be unnecessary at this point. The Coven would have enough to tell him. And speaking of which, he started to draft a message on his phone, addressing his entire Coven -

Meeting ASAP at my place. Stay on the down low.

And with that, he started down the street quickly, looking about himself in concern. While the humans of the town might not jump to conclusions, he was certain the wolves had already started plotting, scheming. Hell, it could have been them for all he knew. And yet it could have been a vampire as well.

He turned on to his street in only a few minutes. It was a Victorian style place, standing noticeably among the other, slightly less impressive models. With ease, he unlocked his door and left it unlocked for the others. He put on as many lights as he could, set up tea and coffee on the stove, and sat down in his parlor to wait.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Matthieu Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Image






He waited politely for Nicholas to respond, but the look in the werewolf's eyes told him all he needed to know. He opened his mouth to bid farewell to him, but stopped short as a small figure walked towards them. She wore a jacket and jeans, ripped at the knees, and boots. Her short dark hair, blew gently in the wind carrying the scent of pizza and pine trees to him. He smirked, his eyes finding the grey of Eva's and took a step towards her. Without acknowledging the young werewolf, he pat Nicholas on his shoulder as he passed. "Looks like your mutts need you. Enjoy your pizza." He only used the insult (if it was infact an insult to them) to ruffle Jo's fur.

He stopped barely a breath from Eva, and tilted her chin up to him. "My apologies, mon chèri." He rested his forehead against hers, looking into those grey eyes that hold him captive every time. He closed his eyes and sighed as if savoring the moment of peace for as long as he can. "My darling, Eibhlin, I'm afraid things are going to be come very dangerous, very soon. I know you can handle yourself, but please don't be surprised if I try to protect you." There was a soft smile on his face as he opened his eyes once more, but there was no smile in there. He was serious, and a little worried. Things had apparently been at peace for far too long, and war was coming. He could hear gunfire, probably from guns containing silver bullets. It was all around them. It was... gone.

Instead, there was a soft vibration from his back pocket. His phone. Matthieu he thought and opened the text from his brother.

Meeting ASAP at my place. Stay on the down low.


He reached down and took ahold of Eva's hand with his free hand and stuffed his phone back into his pocket with the other. The seriousness in his eyes was gone, replaced by their usual amused sparkle. "Our great leader commands we make way for his castle." He bowed before her like a knight. "Come, my princess."

He took a large, "marching" step in the direction of Matt's home and resumed a normal walk. "I'm not sure I'm fond of festivals. It appears there is too much death to be had. Although, I always have a grand time when I'm with you."





Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff Character Portrait: Urainie Patel Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Andrew Hammond Character Portrait: Johanna Collins Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Anthony Summers
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

Image

Nicholas looked at Remy as he spoke then nodded his head at his questions. "Yes, I am sure." Nicholas responded a little violently then rolled his eyes at Remy when he pulled his cell phone out and started texting. A sigh escaped over his parted lips as Nicholas looked at him again. Within a few minutes, Remy was walking away with Eva. He watched them for a moment then looked at Johanna as she came up to him. Nick nodded his head then walked back over towards his pack with her, squinting his eyes and seeing Urainie there. "Uh-oh." He thought to himself, knowing the look upon her face wasn't pleasant.

Upon his return, he eyed everyone with a smile, showing his pearly whites before them now. "Alright, I heard that Andrew's buying, you guys. So, eat up." He said then looked at Urainie and she still at that look at him. Before she could say anything, he clapped his hands together and eyed everyone again. "Well, guys, glad to see you all alive and well. Especially our lovely Alpha female, Urainie. How did the interview go?" He waved his hand over there towards her then flashed another smile.

"Urainie, can we talk over here for a moment?" Nicholas asked then grabbed her arm while pulling her softly off to the side, not too far away from the pack. "Please behave." Nicholas said when he walked back over towards his pack, grabbing a slice of pizza then mainly eyed Andrew. He soon walked back over to where he left Urainie and took a bite out of his pizza before speaking.

"I know you're mad but I knew that they would've been safe. I wasn't that far away." Nicholas said while waving his arm to where he was standing just mere minutes ago talking to Remy then noticed how kind of far away it was from the pizza restaurant. His gaze turned back towards her as he took another bite from his pizza, throwing the crust into a nearby trash can. "Can you please stop that look of death? It creeps me out." Nicholas said while placing his hands up over his face to hide her stare.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicholas Wolff Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Johanna Collins Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image





Eva looked over to see Rem headed towards her. Her breath stopped when she saw Johanna, but she turned back to Rem. "You don't have to be sorry. It must've been important." I know it's important, she thought. "Yes, I know. But promise me that you won't interfere if I decide to save myself. Capiche?" Eva frowned a little at the worry in his eyes. She sighed smiled reassuringly at him. "As I said, we'll be fine. You have me, and the rest of our family." The silence stopped once something vibrated in Rem's pocket. Remy took out his phone and read a text. Shortly after, he put it away and took Eva's hand. Eva decided to play along with his little 'act'."He requires our audience? Very well, prince, let us continue home." Eva walked with him, hand in hand, as she smiled sadly, "Many deaths, indeed. All we can do is stick together and fight as a family."

Eva mummered, "Despite the circumstances, we may have to join forces with the wolves. For there is a larger enemy and battle ahead of us. Stronger in numbers isn't a myth, of course. We'll both need eachother's help and protection."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Maxine Taylor Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Henrietta Blackwood Character Portrait: Matthieu Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image
Image





Rèmy squeezed Eva's hand once. "Hey, protecting and saving are two different things. But I promise." They continued their walk down towards the Dubois estate. The street was lined with old victorian style homes and quiet. Every home was dark, either because it was so late or because everyone was out at the festival. Authorities were probably detaining as many people as possible to get eye witness statements for their reports. Unfortunately, whoever killed the mayor's nephew and stuck his body to the statue, did it when they knew no one would see and did it for a reason.

Rem wasn't entirely sure he wanted to find out what that reason was. Eva murmured something about working with the wolves and he chuckled. "Don't mention that to Matt. Not sure how he'd take it. The others may not be interested either considering how things are with them. Not all of them had found a friend." He said the last of his words softly. He saw the look on her face when Johanna walked in. "While I agree that we should work together, that probably won't be happening. But we can fight hard as a family. Especially Henrietta."

They had reached the iron front gate of the house which Matt had, apparently, left unlocked. Hopefully he understood the risk involved. He might be strong, but if outnumbered... Rem shook his head sharply. No. He would not think of that. He held the door open for Eva saying,"After you, my lady," and allowed her by before shutting the gate behind them. Unlike the other homes, theirs was fully lit as if Matt was trying to keep the shadows from coming to life. He sighed, and opened the door. "Matt!" he called. turning off unnecessary lights, "If you want the hunters or even the werewolves to find us, you're better off with a big neon sign that reads 'here we are!'"

He made his way to the parlor, his brother's favored room besides his own (or that's what Rem figured anyway) and found him there waiting. He took a seat on the couch and left plenty of room for Eva to sit beside him if she chose to.





Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Henrietta Blackwood Character Portrait: Matthieu Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image



Image



Truly, Matthieu didn't have to wait very long for his brother to appear on his doorstep. He'd just carried the teapot in from the other room and placed it on the coffee table to steep longer when the door opened and he heard Rem's shouting.

"Hm...what a shame," he said as he walked out of the parlor and back into the kitchen. "I believe I placed our sign in the attic." He meant for the remark to come off as humorous and lighthearted, but with the volume he had to add to project it through the downstairs level of the house, he ended up coming off as a bit too vitriolic. Not that he cared in the long run. Perhaps that was better in keeping with the situation's mood.

He grabbed the pot of coffee now and returned with a platter of mugs. Balanced along with the mugs were his creamer and sugar, carried in two antique vessels from some old set he'd acquired on his voyages around Europe. In fact, once, he had a whole set. But things break over time. Especially when they are hurled at the floor or tossed at the wall. So, in the end, his tea set really wasn't a set at all. It was more of a gaudy array of any fine kitchenware he could use.

Matthieu took note of the darkness that had reemerged in the house. God, he hated when Rem did that. But at least he knew how to counteract Matt's tendencies. He balanced the older vampire out well, complementing him in a way that made the brothers such an effective force. For example, Matt mentally noted, his brother had known to seat himself in the parlor. Or maybe he had noticed the tea. Regardless, they had business to discuss.

He sat himself in his armchair across from the couple as he picked up a mug and poured the tea into it. He went through the motions of preparing his tea in silence, unsure where to begin until he settled back into his chair and sighed.

"They think we did it, non?" he asked after some time, already knowing the answer. "Can not blame them, I suppose. They do not know any better." He paused and contemplated this statement.

"Now, explain to me what you saw... Matt started to speak again, but now he drifted off as he heard a knock on the door. "Excusez-moi." He set the tea down and stood again before walking towards the door.

A glance through the peephole revealed a woman by herself, and, assuming he would be fine if she happened to be a werewolf or (God forbid) a Hunter, he unlocked the door and opened it for her.

"Good evening," he greeted, inclining his head slightly in acknowledgement.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Eibhlin Canniff Character Portrait: Rémy Dubois Character Portrait: Henrietta Blackwood Character Portrait: Matthieu Dubois
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Image

Image


Rèmy watched his brother move to answer the door, worried for a moment that it was a hunter. A werewolf wouldn't have been an enormous deal with the three vampires in one place even if they traveled in packs. When he saw it was a woman dressed in an old fashion and elegent. He stood and went to greet her as well. She smelled of earth and blood.

"Rèmy is just fine," he answered. He bowed slightly to the woman who had introduced herself as Henrietta Blackwood. He remembered their father saying something about the woman and the house, but it had been so long ago, he could not seem to remember what exactly it was. Apparently, it was that she was living below the Earth of their gardens for all this time. He shivered slightly, imagining being confined in a coffin down in the dark. He would rather be above with his darling Eva and his brother and the rest of his coven. But she was much older than he and she probably had her reasons.

At her attempt at a joke, he smiled and held out his hand to her in a gesture of greeting. If offered, he would place a light kiss on her knuckles. "Well then you have blossomed beautifully," he said, his charm on display for there was little else to fear than an angered ancient vampire. "Do come in. We have an important matter to discuss. My girl friend is also here," He gestured to the beautiful vampire in the room. "This is Eibhlin Canniff. Eva, this is Henrietta Blackwood."