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Seraphina Stanford

"I want to get out of this town!"

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a character in “Making of Myths”, as played by phoenix_lynx

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N A M E // Seraphina Stanford || A G E // Eighteen || G E N D E R // Female || S P E C I E S // || Human




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Seraphina has always been the innocent naive girl who was always tagged as looking like a deer caught in headlights. From as early on as a small child she would find herself intrigued by absolutely everything and although brought herself trouble by not listening to the adults, Seraphina was seen as simply endearing.

The girl has always been bright and bubbly with optimism practically oozing out of her. Perhaps some may find this annoying and rather naive, especially since she hardly shows any negative emotions out and is always seen with a smile. Seraphina is very much a social butterfly who craves affection, socialization and making friend does come somewhat easy to her. Now although she is charming and outgoing, she herself knows not everyone will like her and accepts it quite honestly. Seraphina openly accepts criticism because not everyone is as lovely as her and even though she tries and sees the beauty and good in everyone, that isn't always reflected by other people.

Truth be told she has been hard to handle at times, often getting into trouble as a little girl by running around and exploring places all by herself. Even at this age her love for running away and adventure is still very much intact and apparently her innocence can get a bit of a burden to some. Honestly speaking Seraphina isn't a child anymore and although shows herself of to be someone pure and innocent knows that there are bad things in this world but the difference between her and another individual is, that it doesn't cloud her judgments. She continuously believes in the good. A dreamer, that may be a good way of putting it. Seraphina is a hopeless dreamer, her optimism may be just too extreme and because of this she tends to get hurt very easily and therefore has made her quite the emotional individual. Others would find her sensitivity to be her weakness as well as her emotional habits which can push her to really high highs or horrible lows. She has been told by a few to be emotionally unstable which Seraphina has neither agreed to or denied the fact.

Seraphina is rather blunt and her honesty may not always produce the greatest emotions ever. As someone who finds it difficult to lie, she tends to voice her thoughts without even thinking and has jokingly told others that she has no filter. While some find her bluntness refreshing, it isn't a surprise that many find it annoying and mistake it for her being mean. Seraphina is probably the last person who would want to be mean to someone on purpose.






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|| Matthew Stanford || 44 || Father || Alive ||
||Viola Stanford || 29 {age of death} || Mother || Deceased ||

Seraphina was born on a warm summer’s day in Lake Grove, Virginia. Although she was born with a few birth complications she surprisingly survived to become a happy healthy baby girl. Her mother who had named her Seraphina after finding a picture of a young women {who was an ancestor of the Stanford’s} with the same bright eyes as the little baby was pleased to welcome the bundle of joy home. Her father, Matthew worked hard at a nearby school, mostly teaching History and English Literature whereas Isabella, her mother was a stay at home mom taking care of Seraphina.

Seraphina was a very calm baby who hardly cried which was something the neighborhood praised. As a young girl she was often seen outside the house, playing around with the other kids in the town. She loved to socialize and made friends quite quickly and seemed like the peacemaker within her group of friends who resolved issues without hesitation. After all she hated seeing people hurt and was very much a peoples pleaser.

At the age of 5 the worse thing possible happened to Seraphina. Her mother had passed away during the early morning due to a sudden unknown illness that only got worse as the night went on. The doctors had concluded that Viola had died peacefully in her sleep and no one would have known about her condition worsening until it was too late. Matthew took it the hardest, blaming himself for not being around Viola as much as he could have been. Seraphina took it upon herself to ensure her father's happiness and tried to make it easier on him. She became the woman in the house; cooking, cleaning, not causing any trouble and tried her hardest to not show her own sadness over her mother's death. Matthew at that time found it difficult to take care of Seraphina due to him grieving and therefore she was placed under the care of many different families around the neighborhood. He also enrolled her into ballet classes, thinking that picking up a hobby would do good for her.

Ballet became almost an escape to her and till this day she continues to perform and practice. Seraphina has never missed a lesson nor a recital and tends to put her all into perfecting this skill of hers.

As a student Seraphina was a bright girl although this was merely achieved out of pure hard work. Her teachers sang her praises for being an optimistic bubbly girl with a big heart. She was labelled as a teacher's pet from many of her peers who mistook her for being stuck up. And as naive as she is Seraphina couldn't separate the good from the 'fake' good people, causing her a lot of heartache and betrayal.

Nonetheless she worked hard at school and all in all had a good amount of friends. As soon as she hit 14 she took on odd jobs for work which didn't require a lot of experience. The town has always been somewhere she belonged and the community did a great deal to help her and her father after Viola's death. As far a future aspirations, Seraphina hopes to go out of the town and see the world, wanting to become a professional ballet dancer as well as continue with her art work.


So begins...

Seraphina Stanford's Story

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Character Portrait: Ophelia Fynche Character Portrait: Evelyn Potter Character Portrait: Seraphina Stanford Character Portrait: Vivian Smith Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Leonora Avery Character Portrait: Erik Livingston Character Portrait: Victoria Durant Character Portrait: Dimitri Hendrix Character Portrait: Mikel Cornett Character Portrait: Aaron Riviera Character Portrait: Roman De Luca
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October 28 || Nighttime
xxxxxx Ophelia arrived back at Lake Grove at early evening. Her bright red Ferrari came to a halting stop in front of the town’s local hotel. β€œBasically Four Seasons” she stated with an eye roll. The last time she’d been here she’d compelled a women to take her into her house, but present day that just wouldn’t have worked. So here she was, the girl whom was used to all the glitz and glamour in life, checking into a dump. This better be worth it, Ophelia thought to herself but knowing full and well that she just had to know what was going to happen to this town with the other vampire’s back.

Ophelia herself was a striking difference to the rest of the town, while it all seemed old and rustic, she was young and modern. How ironic, Ophelia thought as she took in the fact that she was 413 years old. Although she looked none of it with her thin legs and bouncy hair, her soul was ancient. Her body was adorned in tight black leather pants, a black tank top and a leather jacket, all completed with curly hair and black pumps. Defiantly up with the times, and the bad girl image.

After checking into the hotel, putting her bags away and applying a bit more red lipstick Ophelia was out the door again, time not to be wasted with such important things going on. It was better to get things done quickly so she could leave as soon as possible.

She found herself in a local bar, ordering tequila on the rocks, slowly sipping it while she looked around. The town had the same appeal as it did back in the day and somehow somethings never changed. Grinning to herself she remembered the good old days, having the wonderful woman that welcomed her into her house for dinner every night, rivalries with the other vampires, tricking the witches into giving her what she wanted, life was perfect here.

Ophelia took this chance to listen in on other conversations, see if she could pick up on something useful to her. She focused her hearing and she tried to distinguish voices. Between the bickering couples and drunk men she heard two girls talking about a party. Perfect, she thought.

After she heard Halloween party Ophelia couldn’t help but smile, her love for costumes running deep. Oh the irony. Swiftly she slipped off the stool and went back home to whip up the perfect costume.

An hour later Ophelia was ready, adorned in a slutty nurses costume with fake blood splotches splattered across her body and 7 inch red high heels. With her dark makeup Ophelia looked equally terrifying and sexy, the main two things she is always trying to achieve.

Getting into her red Ferrari Ophelia skidded off towards the party, arriving fashionably late. Slipping out of her car she looked around at everyone, a smirk growing on her face as she scanned the area searching for familiar faces. It was good to be back.

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Character Portrait: Ophelia Fynche Character Portrait: Evelyn Potter Character Portrait: Seraphina Stanford Character Portrait: Vivian Smith Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Leonora Avery Character Portrait: Erik Livingston Character Portrait: Victoria Durant Character Portrait: Dimitri Hendrix Character Portrait: Mikel Cornett Character Portrait: Aaron Riviera Character Portrait: Roman De Luca
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Willow slid down the banister of the staircase that lead to a tiny door squeezed between the general store and pet store. Her apartment was far from glamorous, nestled a top the old general store. But the rent was cheap and she was able to stay under the radar. She needed a costume for the stupid halloween party. She liked halloween but going around a bunch of retarded towns people that call her a freak isn't always her cup of tea. She skipped down the sidewalk, blasting music in her earbuds as she made her way towards the only costume store in this tiny little town.

Will was just minding her own business as she bounced down the road, her thoughts on the coming events with the return of the vampires when a figure jumped out right in front of her causing her to come to a stop like slamming into a brick wall. Glancing up while she pulled out her earbuds, she prepared to unleash a bunch of wrath upon the person that interrupted her favorite song.
"What the-" She was cut off mid sentence by some of those preachy church people that had a stand out on the sidewalk in front of the town church.

Before she even had the chance to say no thank you or just ignore them and walk around, one woman had already began preaching to her.
"something something Going to hell! Repent!... blah blah Reject this Satanic holiday that draws the Demons of hell to Lake Grove. Vampires! Witches! ABOMINATIONS!" Will was about to just walk around the stupid woman but couldn't help but smirk at the mention of the, most definitely real, abominations. "...Witches you say?" "Oh yes," the woman added in an amused tone that showed she was more than thrilled that Willow was taking and interest in her bogus testimony.

"Lake Grove is home to some of the most powerful witches in the world. Rumor even says that The Phoenix witch resides in this exact town!" She was truly amused at this very oblivious woman, "Phoenix?" A witch that is said to be immortal. They can die but then come back to life shortly after. I strongly advise you keep a wary eye out for those in this town, for they may not be what they seem and take you on the path to hell!" "Witches..." She half snorted as she held out her right hand to catch a green apple that appeared out of nowhere and fell into her hand. Her left hand raising to scratch at the scar that wrapped around her neck, before grinning "Lemme know if you ever find this... Phoenix!" With that she took a bite of the apple while scooting around the woman who's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of her head. Will raised her free hand to wiggle her fingers in a wave, "Ta!"

Finally making her way to the costume store, she slipped through the door and waved at the store owner before rummaging through racks and racks of clothing. She was about to give up when she saw bright red fabric sticking out from a rack towards the back of the store. She couldn't help but laugh out loud at the irony when she pulled out the sexy dress that was very reminiscent of a Phoenix. Without hesitation, she bought the outfit and quickly returned to her apartment to prepare for the evening. The dress was made of red silk with an open back and a slit up the right side that reached all the way up to her hip. The matching red gloves connected to orange mesh, sequin wings that attached to her black choker. Wearing a black venetian masquerade mask and black stilettos, she finished the look off with gold make up and different assortments of feathers throughout her blonde hair. Over all she looked like a sexy fiery goddess... And she loved it!

Will probably would have been on time to the party if she didn't spend so much time staring in the mirror in aw, not even recognizing her own reflection. She arrived just in time to see a woman slip out of a Ferrari dressed as a slutty nurse costume... typical.
"You know... Ferrari's are a rare thing in Lake Grove." She eyed over the car before giving the woman a once over, not very impressed by the typical costume choice. "It'll be easy to find you if you ruffle any feathers." With that Willow twirled past the woman and made her way inside.





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Roman could not be happier now that he's free. It didn't take him long at all to begin to reek some havoc and add a good couple dozen names to the ever growing list. "What the hell am I going to do when I run out of skin?" He thought out loud to himself as he looked over his naked body in the mirror after exiting the shower. He didn't bother putting on a towel or covering his form as he walked throughout his house. He noticed the windows were open, but again he did not care. Considering he thought of himself as basic perfection he didn't see why he needed to hide that from the world, plus he simply had no shame.

Rome sighed as he opened the doors to his closet, eyeing over contents of the quite large walk in that held more clothes than most people could wear in a life time. He chuckled at the irony of his own thought. Making his way to his costume section... Yes, he had a section specifically for his costumes, he tried to decide what to wear. He had it narrowed down to 2, almost going with the Count Dracula. He had always had a love for theatrics and what better than dressing up as a vampire, pure perfection. But instead he decided to go with the classier option, one of his favorites... The Phantom of the Opera.It took him longer than most women to get dressed in the simple black suit, red cape and white mask that covered half of his face. He also made sure to slick back his hair and put black makeup under the eye sockets of the mask for the full effect before he left out of his over priced house. Waiting outside in the driveway was a limo that would escort him to the party.

The limo pulled up to the large party just before a Ferrari pulled in behind him, followed by a woman in all red that must have walked... Pity. He stepped out of the limo, closing the door before adjusting the suit coat and cloak upon his shoulders. He couldn't help but smirk towards the woman in red and the woman dressed in a scandalous Nurse costume... He had no arguments with getting on a first name basis with either. Adding them to a mental list of women to keep his eye on, he nodded his head in a polite greeting towards the girls before heading to the party. Being the gentleman that he is, he felt obliged to hold open the door for the ladies,
"Ladies first." Once the blondes had entered, he followed in after them and weaved his way through the crowd towards the bar.

Taking a seat at the bar, he ordered a scotch on the rocks before sitting back and taking in the view of the large party. Making sure to glance at every being in the room, he began to make a tally of the people of interest and those that he had no desire of even crossing paths with. One thing he knew for sure... That tonight he would not be leaving alone, or hungry.

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Seraphina sighed gently to herself as she brushed out the tangles in her hair. It had been an incredibly long day filled with various different part time jobs and babysitting between them. She could hardly keep her eyes open and if she didn't have that party to attend to, she'd probably already be in bed.The fact that the girl couldn't say no had become the bane to her existence, especially since her father couldn't attend due to him catching a cold a few days prior. As the woman of the house, it was only right for her to attend for the both of them, and after all, it was meant to be a happy occasion of celebrating.

With a quick glance towards the clock Seraphina cleared her throat, mumbling about whether she even had anything to wear for tonight's grand occasion. A masquerade seemed too formal for her liking but it seem nice for once to be dressing up. "Maybe I should just not attend, I don't even have anything suitable to wear," she whispered to herself, biting her lower lip. Seraphina rushed to her closet, scanning every item of clothing she had and finally let out a frustrated yell. "I'll never be ready in time at this point."

At this point Matthew who had heard his daughter yell popped his head around the corner. "Sera, you okay poppet?"

Seraphina smiled towards her father and ushered towards her closet with a 'I have nothing to wear' look. She fell onto her bed and stared at her nails which she had painted beforehand for the occasion.

"I thought that might be the case, I've got something out for you, it belonged to your mother back when she was around your age..." Matthew walked to his room to get the dress and quickly returned with it. He held it up for her, waiting for her reaction.

Seraphina widened her eyes in shock as her eyes trailed down at the gorgeous blue dress, with an excited squeal she ran up to her dad offering him a hug before taking the dress. Shooing her father, she quickly got herself ready for the party. As someone who wasn't a huge make up fan, she settled for some light and natural make up, something to make her eyes shine. Slipping on her black heels which she hadn't worn in such a long time, Seraphina put on her black studs and walked out of her room, grabbing her clutch as she went. Her eyes fell on a masquerade mask that had been put there by her father and with a smile she left the house. She would be a princess for the night, her costume? Cinderella-ish.

Before long she had arrived at the place and had already settled indoors with a glass of champagne.







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Mikel took a glass of champagne when the waiter offered him one and without acknowledging the poor boy took a sip. He was far to sober to be here and although had told himself not to attend, somehow he found himself putting on a suit and attending anyway. The mask which he had found at a shop nearby was oddly comforting, hiding his identity was something he did too often these days.

Before he knew it he was already on his 5th glass, and with much to his dismal he was yet to get tipsy. This whole vampirism meant that his alcohol tolerance was extremely high. Back when he was, well human and in Annecy he was such a lightweight that he was always teased for it. His tolerance was worse than his own sisters and during dinner parties the town would joke about his drunken behaviors. But now drinking away his sorrows wasn't an option he had. Another negative to add to his ongoing list of being a dreaded vampire.

He scanned the crowd, seeing a few familiar faces but then again he had the tendency to stay away from people and engage in little interaction so no wonder he didn't know too many people to get close enough to. He quickly grew tired of people, socializing became more of a chore than not, especially since he lived for far too long. Death would be greatly rewarding at this point. But then again not before finding the one who did all this to him.

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β€œThank you my dear, I do have a thing for the classics… But Count Dracula was my back up choice,” the man said before leaning in, like he was telling her a secret. β€œAnd I’ve seen double the Dracula’s as there are witches here.”

β€œReally?” Nora replied raising her eyebrows, as she looked around at crowd. She had yet to see a Count Dracula, she would have to keep her eyes out. Then her drink arrived and as she was about to get her money out, the man paid for her drink before she had a chance. She smiled slightly picking up her drink before she turned back to him, Nora’s older sisters had always taught her not to refuse a guy who wanted to pay for you. β€œThank you, you’re so sweet,” She said gently as she laid her hand on his arm and leaned into him slightly, a move she had watched her sister do many times. She took a sip of her drink and savoured the flavour for a moment, it was very sweet and had a lot of fruit flavours through it.

β€œBut, if you do not mind me saying, you are by far the best looking Witch at this party.” He said as he gently rubbed fabric of her dress. Though when he dropped his hand it brushed hers and it was so cold, it made a chill go up her spin. It also seemed to make a little nervous too, though she wasn’t sure why.

β€œOh, now you’re talking rubbish,” She said waving her hand at him, completely forgetting shew as supposed to be being flirty. β€œYou clearly haven’t seen my sister, she is dressed like a witch too, and she used to be a professional model, so yeah, no contest,” Nora said laughing, he could have used a more convincing line. β€œYou know, she’s actually dressed the exact same as me. Since this Halloween she thought it would be funny to dress up as me,” Nora said taking a step back so she could include some exaggerated arm movements in her explanation. β€œMole and all.” The whole time whilst she kind of went off on a rant, he was just kind of watching her with a slight smirk. Leonora couldn’t believe she’d spent her whole thinking guys this attractive couldn’t possibly actually exist, when there was one here, right on front of her.

He then got to his feet and put his up towards her, "Would the beautiful Witch care for a dance?”

Nora took another mouthful of her drink, finishing it of rather quickly before she looked back at him, who was waiting for her answer. β€œUm,” She said faltering slightly. This guy was really not Nora’s type. He last boyfriend, Geoff, had spent the last two years backpacking around the desert. He was also Buddhist who meditated for two hours a day and gave her healing crystals for her birthday. Basically her type was the complete opposite of the impeccably dressed guy in front of her. β€œYeah, sure,” She said with an excited smile after she made up her mind. Who said the very cute guy had to be her type in order for her to dance with him?

She took his arm and led their way to the dancefloor but paused on her way there when she spotted a familiar face. β€œOne, second,” She said smiling softly at her almost dance partner, as she led slightly away from the dance floor. β€œPhina!” She called as she wrapped her arms around Seraphina’s shoulder. β€œMum’s going to be so sad she didn’t get a chance to see you all dressed up. You look gorgeous,” Nora gushed as she held out her arms taking in Seraphina’s floor length gown. β€œDoesn’t she?” Nora said to over her shoulder to the guy she was about to dance with. Then she turned away from his and back to Seraphina giving her a β€˜look and the hot guy I’m with’ look. β€œAnyway you should find a guy and come dance with us!”

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The champagne had finished quicker than Seraphina had wanted and with a quiet sigh she grabbed herself another glass. It was fun watching everyone come alive with all the creative and colorful costumes. She smiled to herself, glad that she ended up attending otherwise knowing her, she would have regretted it. Taking a small sip, she noted that she should take her time with the alcohol as she was known as a little bit of a lightweight and ruining this dress wasn't an option.

"Seraphina darling, is that you? Oh my you looking wonderful!" An older lady rushed over, gushing at the young girl.

Seraphina smiled kindly in response as she motioned at her company's dress. "Your dress is wonderful as well Mrs. Markall, I'm glad to see a familiar face!" Mrs Markall had been an old family friend for many years now, she was the one who helped out her mother when she was busy. The whole community was really a family to Seraphina who all chipped in when times were tough on her father who couldn't raise her due to grief.

The two talked, or mostly it was Mrs. Markall who did as she was quite the talker. Before long she got called away and Seraphina was yet again alone. Deep in thought, the girl wondered whether she should ask someone to dance or just wait it out some more. It took her by surprise when a pair of arms wrapped around her shoulder and it was no one other than Leonora. Her 'older sister' she'd like to imagine.

"Nora!" With a huge grin she hugged her back. "Oh I got a little bit late working at the cafe so I couldn't see you guys beforehand."

She blushed at the compliment and shook her head ever so slightly, "Jeez if anything it's you who looks beautiful." Seraphina took a quick look over Nora's shoulder to spot the handsome companion and with a small smile winked at her friend. "A guy huh? I don't think I see anyone willing," she joked.

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Willow's gaze drifted slightly, bringing her hand up to scratch her head. But she quickly looked up when she heard the male say, β€œOh, and just for the record, I'm not anyone's turf." With that she glanced up beneath her blonde locks to peer at the male with a sly grin, biting on her lip slightly, "Good to know." Of course it wasn't long before the nurse piped up again saying something about Will being childish finishing off with, β€œI’ll be in touch.” She wanted to reply in some smart ass remark as the nurse walked away, but Will decided to keep her mouth shut. She wasn't scared of the woman, on the contrary she kind of enjoyed frustrating her. She didn't have one doubt in her mind that the woman would most definitely find her again, and she honestly didn't care. She just rather not have half of the damn population of Lake Grove know that she's immortal... for the time being.

Willow peaked over her right shoulder to see Viv in a red hood coming her way, shooting her name,
"Will!... Willow! She didn't need the male to say it, she knew that now 4 was most definitely a crowd. The smile on her face fading ever so slightly when he said, β€œI think, I’m going to get some fresh air, plus me and Ophelia have some catching up to... I hope to see you later." Will nodded in his direction at his comment, her gaze locked on his as he passed her. She was taken by surprise when he leaned in to whisper to her, "A phoenix." Ding Ding Ding We have a winner. She couldn't help but grin at his comment, biting her lip at him. Before he walked off her hand that rested at her side gently reached out to grab his hand, "Don't keep me waiting for too long." Her thumb softly stroked his wrist before she released her hold of him, letting him walk off.

It took her a minute after he had left that his skin was cold... Vampire, obviously. But for some reason this didn't bother her. He wasn't a Doppelganger, she knew what they all looked like, set it to memory. He was just... a vampire. Her grin grew slightly as she made her way over to Vivian, closing the distance quickly. Upon reaching her friend, she grabbed Viv's hands in her own, whispering under a hushed breath,
"You have the worst timing, you know that!? She smiled, glancing over her friends costume, "You know that Halloween is like the one day where you could try to dress even the tiniest bit sexy?" She laughed softly before nodded her head in the direction of the bar, "Let's go get a drink."






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Roman couldn't help but chuckle to himself at the girl's ramblings as they sat at the bar. It was adorable, he thought to himself. She was so innocent... So pure, that maybe a small part of him would hate to corrupt such a young being. As of right now, he only wanted to enjoy the company of the beautiful woman. His grin grew as he could tell the wheels were turning in her head as she contemplated the idea of dancing with him. But finally she took his offered hand and said, "Yeah, sure." He let her lead him towards the dance floor, his gaze permanently locked on the beautiful "witch".

Rome was taken by surprise when the girl slipped from his grasp and ran towards yet another gorgeous creature dressed like a princess. The girls were obviously happy to see each other, laughing and what not, and being the gentleman he was her stood there patiently, not minding the conversation. That was until he heard the one dressed like the witch say,
β€œAnyway you should find a guy and come dance with us!” The other girl glanced towards him, Rome nodding his head in a polite greeting as he slowly stepped towards the woman while the Princess said, "A guy huh? I don't think I see anyone willing."

With that, Rome stepped between both girls outstretching a hand in either of their directions, "Well luckily, God seemed so fit to grant me with 2 hands." He smiled in both of their directions, whispering softly while he added, "And I just happened to be an awesome dancer." He chuckled softly, raising a brow towards the women. It was true, he was quite good at dancing and although he had never danced with 2 partners, he didn't think it could be quite hard. Plus, even being the monster he is, couldn't see leaving one beautiful woman alone while he danced with another. Seemed quite logical in his mind to just... Dance with both.

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β€œA guy huh? I don’t think I see anyone willing,” Seraphina joked, and Nora looked up and around to eye off any possible dance partner’s for her pseudo little sister. Seraphina had pretty much grown up with Nora and her sister’s, and Nora had to say, it was nice not being the youngest all the time. Plus Seraphina always just kind of fitted in so naturally into Nora’s family, that sometimes she forgot they weren’t actually sisters. Especially since there were so many girls in the Avery household, no one noticed an extra running around.

Nora always spent most her time convincing random guys to dance with her at these town parties. Since she loved to dance and have fun, and she was too shy to ask anyone. β€œLook at you, Seraphina, just ask a guy, any of them would die for a chance to dance with you.” Nora said, stubbornly. Seraphina was easily one of the most beautiful people Nora knew, inside and out.

Then she guy she was with stepped forward. β€œWell luckily, God seemed so fit to grant me with two hands.” He smiled at them both. β€œAnd I just happened to be an awesome dancer.” She laughed lightly, and smiled kindly at him for being so sweet. She only hoped he was an awesome dancer, because Nora planned on bringing her A-game.

β€œWell, that is awfully lucky,” She replied jokingly before turning to Seraphina and giving her a β€˜what you are you waiting for’ look, pushing her gently towards the guy and the dance floor. There was no way Nora could just leave Seraphina here alone and go off and dance, it wasn’t in Nora’s nature to leave someone else. So he was glad he had suggested it.

β€œThis is Seraphina,” Nora said introducing Seraphina, β€œAnd this is,” Nora paused pointing to her almost dance partner, before she broke out in a laugh. β€œI don’t know your name,” She said, astounded she had been talking to him for so long and she had no clue what he was called. She placed a hand over her gaping mouth. Nora’s mother would have her head, over this apparent lack of manners. β€œI’m Leonora by the way,” She said once she stopped laughing, giving him a little awkward wave, feeling it a little late in the conversation for introductions.

β€œNow let’s go dance,” She said lightly as she twirled her way to the dance floor. β€œMeet you there,” She called out the two of them as she moved quickly, leaving the two of them behind, ducking around a couple of people who were already dancing and disappearing into the movement of the dance floor. Letting herself get caught up in the music. Nora was always racing ahead of people, just being a little too excited about all life had to offer. After all she had plenty of time to slow down when she was old and decrepit.

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Seraphina rolled her eyes at Nora's compliments, giggling a little. With a 'stop' look she grinned. Nora had always known the right things to say and never failed to cheer her up growing up. Especially since she had grown up with the Avery's and had always been welcomed warmly, more so when her mother died.

"Well luckily, God seemed so fit to grant me with 2 hands."

Seraphina raised an eyebrow at the handsome man and then looked over at Nora with a smile, wasn't he such a gentleman. With a shy smile she turned to him for the formal introductions and was surprised to hear that Nora hadn't asked the man his name yet, although then again perhaps she just got too excited to even ask. Before she knew it Nora had slipped away onto the dance floor leaving her alone with the stranger. Seraphina watched as her friend got into the music and wondered how she had so much confidence, but then again she had an amazing personality so how could Nora not be so confident.

"So Roman huh? Pleased to meet you."

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Willow shrugged off the lecture Vivian gave her about the guy being a vampire. Honestly Will didn't care. First of all she had no idea how much longer she would be alive and considering that her time is quickly running out, why not have fun? Plus, just because was a vampire doesn't make him a horrible person. Although, she does enjoy a bad boy. Either way he was a 10 for sure, and if he returns she'll be all over it. Maybe Viv would understand if she knew the truth... She wouldn't tell her but in her mind she figured she'd at least be understanding to an extent if she did know. But either way, they both knew that no one could tame Will so trying to stop her from doing what she wanted was pointless.

When they reached the center of the dance floor, Viv looked at her, "I really hope you don't call me that the whole night, but yes I do. This is a party and I know you'd want to dance so I'm prepared. Besides You didn't think I'd come to a party and not want dance did you?" Will grinned evilly, "Of course I am. And you'd be pretty stupid if you did otherwise, because I'm a dancing machine!" When she said "dancing machine", she spun around probably smacking the surrounding people with her mesh, shaw like wings but she didn't care. They could move.

It was perfect timing, the previous song had just ended, cuing up another song. Considering it was a masquerade ball, unfortunately the music played was generally old orchestral music that made everyone want to waltz like they were on Dancing with the Stars. Not caring what others thought, Will grabbed her friend Viv taking on the male role in the dance by placing her hand on her waist, and using her other hand to hold Vivian's. She began to lead her friend around the dance floor in sync with the other people dancing around, laughing at some of the faces other people were giving them. Again she didn't care, it took a lot to ruffle Will's feathers. As they danced, she realized how close they were to the Doppel she had bumped into moments ago and needing a sneaky way to get a good look at him, she lead Viv into a twirl. While Red Riding Hood spun before her, she glanced over her shoulder at the Phantom of the Opera dressed vampire, when his gaze met hers it sent a chill down her spine.




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Roman's brows rose in slight smirk when Nora said, β€œWell, that is awfully lucky." He couldn't help but chuckle softly, while shrugging his shoulders slightly. That was when someone bumped into him, trailing before him in a silk outfit of flames or something of that nature, he wasn't quite sure. But what he wasn't expecting was the female to glance back at him, and the second their eyes met, if he had a heart beat it would have stopped. He knew her... She was there when he was trapped 200 years. And by her facial expression she knew him instantly as well. He wanted anything to run over to her and tear her throat out right here, right now. But he had 2 young beauties on his hands, one that was the Doppelganger to Victoria and then her friend. And with all the monsters running around, he worried for this Nora. Not so much for her life, but the life attached to hers... Victoria.

Rome quickly snapped back to reality as the witch introduced her friend and herself, β€œThis is Seraphina, and this is... I don’t know your name. I’m Leonora by the way." He once again chuckled when the girl said she did not know his name. He smiled, grabbing a hand of each of the women before speaking, "I am Roman." Then he leaned over, placing a kiss upon each one of their hands, "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Releasing their hands, Nora then said, β€œNow let’s go dance. Meet you there!" Then in a flash the girl disappeared out onto the dance floor.

Roman shook his head slightly before looking over to the one called Seraphina, "Well she has a personality." He teased with a light hearted smile before the girl said, "So Roman huh? Pleased to meet you." "The pleasure is all mine." He replied before leading the woman in blue out onto the dance floor after Nora. Once they reached Nora, the song had changed to that of a waltz manner. Adjusting his suit, Roman took Seraphina's hand and Nora's, twirling each of them in towards him with a chuckle and a grin. Speaking softly, "Bare with me, I've never danced with 2 partners." Then the moment he concluded his sentence, he shifted a hand to each of their backs guiding them around the dance floor.

Every now and then he'd take turns twirling one of the girls, and dunking the other. He glided them around the floor with ease. When he wasn't spinning them, he had one at each of his sides moving to the flow of the orchestra. When Rome had spun the girls out and away from him, that moment almost felt like it was in slow motion. The 2 brunettes before him mid twirl as his eyes set upon the fiery blonde from before, and when her gaze met his he could sense how uncomfortable he made her. And with that, he grinned menacingly.

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Nora smiled widely when she was approached by Seraphina and Roman. Then the music changed to more of a waltz vibe. Nora looked up and around to see where the music was being controlled from, but was distracted from her search when Roman took her hand. All night she had been noticing how cold his hands were, it kind of a made shiver go up her spin. Though she smiled again, rolling her eyes playfully as he twirled her and Seraphina towards him.

"Bare with me, I've never danced with 2 partners." He said as he placed a hand on Nora's back and moved her and Seraphina around the floor. Nora had never really danced with anyone who could dance at all, drunken dancing at high school parties included. So she was quite impressed. She even gave Seraphina a look to silently say she was impressed.

"Bare with me too, I've never had to share a partner," Nora replied laughing lightly, as he twirled her away. Nora almost stumbled over her own feet. She'd always been a sloppy dancer. She preferred the feel of dancing that how it looked to other people. She got too caught up in the moment, hands flying, feet going where they like. In the middle of spinning around though she caught a glance of some blonde girl staring at Roman she looked really uncomfortable. Then Nora lost sight of her when she spun around again, but she saw Roman looking positively menacing.

The shock caused Nora to lose her balance slightly, and stumble a little. When she regained her balance though she looked back to Roman to see him looking pretty normal again. She frowned slightly before shaking her head, she must have been seeing things. SHe she drifted back towards him. When she came back to him he grabbed her hand momentarily and she felt how cold his hand was again. She smiled slightly as she moved in close to him, rising on to her toes to whisper in his ear, "You have cold hands." She took in his scent and the feel of being close to Roman before she moved back away from him. Pushing lightly off his chest as she moved backwards "You know what they say, cold hands, warm heart," Smiled lightly at Seraphina. "I wonder if that is true for you?" She asked as the music changed. She suddenly grinned and spun away, though when she finished her spin and came back she gave a friendly smirk and raised her eyebrow her eyebrow. "Well?"