Memento Mori
Death comes to all
§ William Reade


Vampire
Sep

premedmotivation:

This study spot! 

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          There was a knock on the
           door, and when the Ancient
           opened it, his eyes lit up at
           the sight before him. It was
           his favorite Mayfly, with all 
           her dark waves and powerful
           blood.

           More importantly, the plant 
           William had so vitally needed
           was tucked under her arm.

           With a slim phone pressed to
           his ear, he gestured Tisha 
           inside silently before closing
           the door. Holding a hand over
           the receiver, William’s voice
           was low:

     ”Sorry, make yourself
       comfortable, I’m just
       wrapping this up.” 

            With all his unnatural speed,
            he leaves Tisha to her own
            devices in his living room, 
            rapid French following him 
            through the door to his study:

       "Désolé, Dephine, un client vient
       d’arriver. Puis-je vous rappeler—?”

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Aug

          “You’re hardly someone
            I expected to see again
            so soon.” 

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William’s skin isn’t exactly cold— it’s room temperature.
If he holds onto something warm, such as a mug of
coffee, his hand will eventually become warm too.
So, for example, if a human were to lay on top of him
for a significant span of time, he would actually be
warm to the touch.
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Aug

vampirxsms:

"Oh, thankyou so much! 

You’re so kind.”

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          “It’s a compliment
           you receive often, 
           I would hope.” 

    Almost two thousand
    years old and William
    could still charm. 

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Aug

vampirxsms:

"It’s a pleasure to 
 meet you!”

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"I’m Bella. Bella Rose."

          “A beautiful name.
            It suits you.” 

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Aug

vampirxsms:

"I don’t think a skill
like that ever really
goes away, especially
if you still play every
so often.”

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          “Either way, it’s
           a skill I don’t have
           a particular affinity
           for.” 

          “Oh, have I introduced
           myself yet? William Reade.”

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Aug
First day of classes tomorrow, so I’m
hopping off to bed~ Night, lovlies 
#ooc
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Aug

celaenaxsardothien:

  ♔   Celaena hand fell away from her amulet as she watched the man  no, the  c r e a t u r e   emerge from the shadows of her cold room. Her eyes roamed his body, searching for any form of threat and noticed that he seemed rather… plain. He had no muscles that promised a difficult fight, nor did he seem to be in possession of any weapons that she could clearly see. However, she would not be fooled into thinking that he was harmless. She was Ardalan’s Assassin; only a simpleton would venture into her quarters alone with no means of defense.

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What are you doing here?

she asked, her blue eyes narrowing

An overwhelming sense of invasion suddenly washed over her, and a cold rage bubbled in the pit of her stomach.

Who are you; and what means do you have for invading my private                           quarters? Speak now, before I end your life.

    “I am called Tynan.”

         It’s not a lie, not completely. Though
          no one has called him that in centuries.
Her words prompt a twitch of a smile from
          him, a gesture that isn’t entirely friendly.
          Recent years of disuse had hardly dulled
          his gifts of arcane speed and strength.
          The Vampire’s expression  smoothed into
          something neutral. 

     ”I’m a newcomer to these
      lands. Rumors of your—
      talents reached me, and 
      I grew curious.”

          Another half-truth. 

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