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 eye of newt..., Lillian and Lucas
years old 4 posts PM
PLAYED BY Jackal

It was time to stock up on a few ingredients and Lillian had been looking forward to when the nest were going to stop and camp for a bit so that she could go exploring. A few months in and Lillian had found some books on the local wildlife to see what she could possibly find useful for some of the potions listed in her father’s book. From willow bark to hemlock, maine seemed to be a very good area for gathering what she needed.

The problem for Lillian was that she wasn’t allowed to run off into unknown areas without an escort which meant that she needed someone to be with her, even for this simple task. Being new to the area there was no knowing that lurked in the woods and mountains. She was in the search for some tree barks, a small animal or two and maybe a rare moss or flower if she was lucky. She stepped over a fallen tree and then looked behind her in the moonlit night to see Lucas no too far behind.

“Brother Lucas if you see any snakes or lizards could you catch one for me?” She knew that Lucas was not a fan of being her babysitter, but she did look up to him and enjoyed having him around, even if the only reason he protected her was because someone told him to. Still in Lillian’s eyes he was her older brother, not by blood of course, no she was human and of witch bloodline. Her parents were no more, and from what she was told it was the vampires, her nest, that took her in, saved her.

Her memory was lost of those days but she believed them, after all they had been nothing but kind. The occasional threats of being eaten were normal and she took them in stride nowadays. She paused to look at the fallen tree, hoping to have some moss growing on it that she could collect, but she saw was dark shadows.

”I should look into making a night vision potions or salve, human eyes seem to be inadequate in the dark like tonight.” She mostly whisper to herself and she placed her backpack down and got down on the ground closer to the log.

lucas o'shae
years old 4 posts PM
PLAYED BY eyoooo
They had gotten themselves a small place in Silverspoons. They always kept some sort of job, someone at least always at home with Lillian. They made sure the schedules lined up and it was easier said than done since night jobs were a bit harder to get then some. Still they always managed. Honestly Lucas could have cared fucking less but their fearless leader, so smart they thought they were, saw the pay off in keeping a little witch around. So much use she had been thus far. Ever did he want to sneer at her but always was he kept in check.

Sometimes he wondered just why the fuck he ran with a nest of vampires. Safety in numbers. Especially for their kind. They were hunted. Not that anyone wasn't safe from being hunted but Vampires he felt, had a long run of being fucking hunted. He had gone on for his own for a time and it had not....worked out very well. So he had learned his lesson as much as he might fucking loath it. Luckily he had two jobs these days, and didn't get stuck with Lillian too very often because of it. A fighter he had been at Sister Margaret's but for the past month and a half he had also been working for a local reaper gang...whatever the fuck it was. He didn't care. He just found the people he needed or spied good targets himself and ushered them on for their souls to be reaped and sold and he got good fucking money for it.

Funny he hardly knew what to do with money anymore when he did have it. He kept a good chunk of it for himself. At least from the reaper job. Both brought in good money. People always knew it was smart to bet on him you know? At Margaret's that is. He gave some of what he made for the Reaper to the their nest leader. Didn't have to tell them exactly how much he made off that job right? So he....pocketed it and he bought himself booze and cigarettes for the most part. Some new clothes that weren't stained in blood despite you know...his clothing being primarily black for that very reason.

Lucky him however, it was his night off. He needed cool down at the ring. Getting too popular and too obvious he was winning all the time. Lame. And he had no targets currently for his other job. He could make one. He eyed Lillian as he trailed behind her. A helpless little witch. He was sure they'd enjoy that. But he'd get his ass handed to him for it. So he shook it from mind and lazily kept the light from the flash light he held in front of him. For her benefit of course. He hardly needed it. He snorted when she spoke, called him brother. It was annoying, like she was apart of some cult and they were just one big happy fuckin family praising jesus or some stupid shit.

"Sure." Because he was sure if he didn't get what she wanted their leader wouldn't be pleased. They coddled her when she needed things. But suppose it was the point of it all. Nurture her be a better witch for their benefit. As she seemed to come to a stop, he kept the light where she was, noticing a fallen log and sighed. He really fucking hated babysitting.

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PLAYED BY Jackal

She looked up from the place that she was crouching from, she had to blink a few times from accidentally looking into the flashlight. She wondered sometimes about Lucas, she knew he did not like helping her, but she wondering if he found anything positive about her? She knew she did her best, she was learning and running test with her spell work and potions daily.

Her charm work was the part that was weak, she did not know how much of her mother’s talent she had but she knew that the vampires wanted her to make a ring that would allow them to move during the daylight. She held back in doing so, blaming that she needed more research. That was true to a point, but her main problem what that she needed help, charm making and certain spells were not that easy to learn alone.

Still she could do nothing to fix the problem but keep trying after all she was banned for associating with anyone that wasn’t from the nest. The few times she made friends with a human or two had ended badly for her, and it was something she rather not repeat. She looked back at the log deciding that she should stay quiet just a little longer, there was no point is asking what Lucas thought. She peeled away a large piece of the log to find a nest of bugs underneath it. She spotted one that could come in handy in a potion or spell component.

She slipped her backpack off her back and dug into it until she found a jar with a few air holes already drilled into it. She opened the jar and held the glass container in one hand, then with the other and no hesitation reached and grabbed a rather large looking scorpion by it’s tail right under the stinger. She lifted it into the light and took a closer look at it.

“These have many uses, mostly in poisons, but in a few nonlethal potions as well.” She then dropped it into the jar and closed it. Placing the small critter back into her bag she stood back out and started to walk down the path some more.

”Brother, do you have any request while we are out, anything I can make for you?” The others would ask for anything from sleeping potions and powders, memory erasers, things to help them hunt, but she couldn’t remember the last time Lucas ever asked anything of her.

lucas o'shae

years old 4 posts PM
PLAYED BY eyoooo
One might feel for the poor girl really. Though if anything he was being kind in not simply ending her misery or misery she didn't quite grasp she was living. He wasn't so annoyed to simply say the hell with it, snap the girl's neck and bounce on out of town. Safety in numbers. As annoying as the numbers were and they almost were always so fucking annoying. Annoying would be the word he'd use to describe her, should she ask. Maybe it would hurt her feelings but he'd just make a snide comment on how brothers were supposed to find their sisters annoying weren't they? Because they were just supposed to be this big family.

Hilarious really. But what the ring leader wanted, the ring leader got. That was the privlage or ring leader after all and as many times as Lucas thought of taking the mother fucker out for the times he had gotten his ass beat for being something stupid...he didn't. He wasn't so stupid as to not be aware as to how blood thirsty he could get, how angry. Anger didn't do for clear thinking. The best kind of thinking. The sort of thinking that didn't get you killed. He needed a clear thinker. Someone more slow to angry to keep him in the straight and narrow. Always had. Always fucking would. Joy to the fucking world the dog knew he needed a leash.

He had gotten bored of watching her until the moment she spoke of something that could be useful to her. It was more a draw of a look back, a reflex you did when you heard something talking near by. However when he saw what was in her clutches he swore. "Oooooi, Mary, Jesus, and fuckin' Joseph." The more angry or startled he got, the thicker that Irish accept of his got. He watched as she dropped the damn thing into the jar and swore under his breath all over before he came over and gently papped her upside her head. "Have caution. They'd have my ass if somethin happened to you on my watch." He scolded, eyeing the nasty creature caught in the jar and sighed thickly.

Still he kept the light trained in case any other little beasties tries to pick a fight with her after abducting one of their own possibly. Though he didn't see another. At her question he glanced her way before shrugging. No, he had never asked for anything nor did he need it. He had never needed it before. Didn't see the point in indulging now. The others were the the ones that thought it necessary to have trinkets. Lucas didn't give a fuck. He was enough of a terror all his own. "Don't need anythin other than you gettin what you need so I can be gettin home." Boot tiped toes scuffed at the log. "And my name is Lucas. Do I call you sister all the time? Are we in a church? I'm no priest....though you might as well be a nun."

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PLAYED BY Jackal

She hadn’t expected his reaction and found herself confused a bit startled. She lifted her hand and rubbed the back of her head and she wondered what was it that she had done wrong. She remembered this feeling, Lucas had hit her like that before once when she had done something as a child, though she couldn’t remember what. She looked up at Lucas and then at the jar as she put it away.

The wheels turned in her head, yes the critter could be dangerous but that was only if it had stung her, as long as she was quick she had no worry of it getting her. She thought about the problem just a little longer. “Caution, I’ll do so.”

Maybe next time she would wear some hard leather gloves or maybe use a net. She guessed that her bare hands had been the wrong choice. She waited on his answer about him needing anything and then nodded. It was always the same, nothing and that she was wasting his time.

She wished that she could go on her own, use her own time, but no she was always being watched. Unless it was day, and even then she never went off long, maybe an hour or so, never far. A bookstore, a pet shop, little things here and there to entertain herself when she wasn’t tired to sleep during the day like the vampires.

She looked puzzled as he called her a nun, she did not even follow any of the faithful teachings and wouldn’t her being a nun be a bad thing. “I used to call you and the others brother and sister all the time when I was younger, why should now be different.”

She wanted to fight this one, she needed that feeling as if she belonged, she needed it to continue living. ”Secondly, what would make me a nun, I am a witch, something the church hates, as must as they hate vampires, maybe even more.”

Humans, she was human, and yet she was not, because humans did not accept witches, but the nest did, they accepted what she is, if not who she is.

lucas o'shae

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