Recent content by Aletheya

I'm working on a painting right now, but it's not complete yet. It's much more difficult than doing it on paper! I'll post a pic when it's done.

Been away for so long... D: I miss this RP...

Seeing the Prince in such an altered state, Kathryn laid a delicate hand on his arm, squeezing softly. "My Prince, I wish we were meeting under better circumstances, but unfortunately it is not so." She started, her usual contralto low and soothing. "Mr. Grim here," she pointed at her guest...

Kathryn ascended the stairs with confident steps, assured of the Sheriff's competence. As a courtesy to her guest's endearing paranoia, however, she kept a sedate pace, allowing him to assuage his fears by guarding her. On arriving upstairs, she found the Malkavian looming threateningly over a...

Kathryn blinked at the human who had just landed face first at her feet. "A present!" She declared, excited, and hollered up the stairs. "Thank you, my dear Sheriff!" Crouching over the unconscious man, she sank her fangs on his neck and drained some of his blood, taking care to leave most of...

Kathryn grabbed his shoulder to stop him. "I didn't understand whatever you just said." She mouthed. "The Queen's English, please?"

She took a few sips from the flask, feeling her thirst abate a little and some of her own wounds starting to heal. "Please, by all means, lead on." She invited, with a slightly manic grin. "And to pay for the damages, I think you know what kind of gifts I like." She winked at him and reloaded...

Nothing else was moving in the living room. The haze of frenzy started to dissipate from her mind, leaving her breathing deeply, contemplating the destruction around her. Damn, she was thirsty. And her dress was a wreck. And her favourite Louboutins were completely ruined. And by all that was...

The enemy had let her go. Satisfied with that, her rage was once again directed at those who were invading and destroying her domain. Once again grabbing the fallen shotgun, she shot at anything that moved toward her, and stomped on their fallen bodies with her sharp high heels for good...

Something was preventing her from ending the miserable wretches that had wronged her. Something her nose was not identifying as an ally. An enemy, then. Snarling, she thrashed and scratched and bit, kicking and punching as best as she could while in a vice like hold. Cursing her weakness, she...

Kathryn growled with every drop of blood spilt, firing on the intruders with unnatural speed whenever she could ne sure she would not hit her ally. Her precious floor and walls were getting so dirty! And her dear paintings and tapestries, she didn't even want to see the damage they might have...

Rising from her seat with a long-suffering sigh, Kathryn grabbed her smartphone and sent a quick text message to both the Prince and the Sheriff. It was extremely simple, consisting only of the words "Code Blue", and had been preset on her phone so the recipients of this message would be...

Kathryn adjusted her weight in the chair to a more comfortable position as she thought. Truly, by her accounts, his price was not at all unreasonable, but Princes could be awfully territorial. And there was still the Sheriff to deal with. Alexander would most likely heed her advice, he always...

Kathryn laughed in astonished amusement. Oh, she hadn't had such an entertaining guest in years! "Are you asking me for the best way of bribing me, Salazar?" Her eyes sparkled with her characteristic mischief, and she reached into a small discreet drawer on the underside of the coffee table...

Kathryn gave only a cursory glance to the contract, choosing instead to observe her guest. He had proven to be quite capable, and bold as well, as his price attested. Humming quietly, she inclined her head, a frown replacing her warm smile. "As you know, I cannot answer for my Prince. All I can...