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Rip van Winkle ([personal profile] singinghuntress) wrote in [community profile] genessia2018-10-19 08:01 pm

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[The camera clicks on to find Rip humming to her self and carving pumpkins in the kitchen of her apartment somewhere around sundown. There is a soft sound of 'pumpkaboo' from somewhere behind her device, cluing in just what kind of mischief one of her pokemon was getting into tonight. Apparently Pumpkin wanted to show off the apartment as it twisted around and well...

Rip apparently went a little overboard with the Halloween decorations. There were plastic bats hanging from the ceiling, skeleton's on the windows and various bat, pumpkin and ghost themed items strewn all around the apartment to celebrate the holiday. Most of them looked like something one would buy from the store. A few others though? Looked a little questionable.

Like the deer skull sitting on the coffee table with intricate designs carved into it. That thing looked like it just might be real.. or any of the other bone like items that might be strategically placed around the room. ]


Pumpkin? Vat are you doing.. Get over here und put zhat down.

[The camera pans back over to Rip who is standing at the table with a glass in hand. To anyone that didn't know what she was, it might look like a Bloody Mary drink. Well.... that wasn't too far off. She looks amused at her floating device and goes to take a drink just as the sun sets beyond the horizon and night falls.. No sooner is the drink in her mouth than she tenses and then rushes into the kitchen off screen. There's the sound of something being spit out quickly along with coughing and a bit of gagging.]

Vat zhe hell !? Zhat tasted fine a few minutes ago...


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[personal profile] om_nom_namur 2018-10-21 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, so 's all pretty recent.

[That seems a bit odd in and of itself, but hell if he knows who makes those decisions.]

Oh yeah that's good. Shit, let's jus' murder anyone that makes a mistake, why not, eh?

Damn.

[He lays his head on Rip's chest, next to his hand, letting her pulse fill the odd quiet in his ears. He'd never realized how noisy his own blood moving around is until now that it's gone. It's a wonder everything else in the world doesn't hear it too.]

Think we're gonna hafta organize 'gainst these folk. Get an idea a how t' deal with 'em if they decide t' go crusader on the city. An' see what the others has got t' say. They probly know 'bout other threats, as well. If we got an idea 'bout how t' deal with 'em, we'll only be that much stronger if shit comes t' blows, aye?

[And as much as he hates to admit it, they'll probably have to throw Ted into the mix.]
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[personal profile] om_nom_namur 2018-10-21 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, I know we ain't the only ones.

[He sets the empty blood pouch on the counter behind Rip and wraps his arm around her waist again, his other hand sliding up along the side of her neck. He angles his head upward, nuzzling his nose along the underside of her chin.]

Don't mean we ain't got a need t' be prepared. 'S why we gotta talk it out as a team. How long 'fore we got wolf hunters comin' after Rowan? Or some shitty Obsidian fools tryna get the jump on Seventeen? We got incubus an' harpy clients, an' skeletons an' ghosts. Not t' mention the humans. No offense, babe, but we gotta have somethin' t' fall back on the next time yer father decides t' go out t' eat.

[Namur slips both of his arms around her shoulders, and presses his forehead to hers.]

'S our crew, an' the folks we said we'd protect that gets affected. At the very least, we need information on what t' throw at these folks when they come lookin' for a fight, an' what's jus' gonna feed their ego, catch me?
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[personal profile] om_nom_namur 2018-10-29 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Her breath against his skin is warm, entrancing. Namur doesn't want to think about all this other stuff now, even though he's the one that brought it up.]

Sounds like we's on the same page 'gain. So we'll have a meetin' a bit later when folks're feelin' a bit more settled. 'Til then...

[Namur kisses Rip again, slow and sensual, running his fingers through her hair and over her back. It isn't nearly the same without the chemical drive knocking through his body, but that just opens it up for his mind to be more fixated.]

Yer beautiful. An' warm...

[He slips his hands up under her shirt, untucking it from her pants if he has to, so he can feel the blood in her skin flowing just beneath his fingertips.]

I wanna make y' feel what I feel when the tides is turned. Make yer heart skip a beat with a touch. Whaddy' think?