"Avoiding's gonna do you more harm than good Vald. Shut up and go drink a turkeys blood." She said. Turning back to Vivienne her eyes diluted back to the icy blue they were before, " So shall we leave? My house is near here" She suggested.
(I meant avoiding Livia, so that he didn't hit her, not Charolette.)
Viv grinned, whishing she were taller. "Sure!" She was unconcerned that Charlotte was out to get her, if she was, she could easily take her out with time to spare. Might as well take the risk, it was more fun that way.
"Oh, to be young again," Livia murmured to Vladimir, finally ready to speak.
(Sorry X.)
He turned to her.
"Get it in your head, you whelp, that your thoughts are no secret to me either. I predate you, by around fifty years, and, unlike you, I am more than some nameless thing's progeny. Mind who you're talking to, you know of my thoughts, what I want you to know." He finished, turning the corner
He decided he'd go find Elizabeth, and maybe his colleagues. He had work to do.
"Sure," Livia sighed sarcastically as he walked off, "Older than me." She traced her finger over the lunar shape of her ancient amulet.
(Not you. You're the only one here who actually predates him. Ancient Rome is further in history than Pre-Renaissance I was talking to X's character. The only one here older than Vlad IS Liv'.)
It goes…
Livia: 2,000+ !!Dios Mio!!!
Vladimir: 558
Charlie: 503
Viv: 456
(aw come on Viv's the youngest)
(What you guys didn't think I was keeping track?)
(Not you. You're the only one here who actually predates him. Ancient Rome is further in history than Pre-Renaissance I was talking to X's character. The only one here older than Vlad IS Liv'.)
(Whoops. Hahah she's so old.)
btw Viv is ever so slightly trigger happy but a cinnamon roll at the same time)
(S'cool, Vladimir is a terrible person.)
(Alright, I made Vlad leave 'cause I gotta get in a few sets. Be back later, have fun!)
It goes…
Livia: 2,000+ !!Dios Mio!!!
Vladimir: 558
Charlie: 503
Viv: 456
(WHOOPS I typed 503? She's actually 603 >w<)
(Vlad is still at work, though, but I'll commentate.)
Livia started to go back home when she suddenly started to become hungry. She was aware that she might go into a frenzy, but it didn't seem so bad. She didn't particularly care if she killed someone or turned them, or that she might be caught and killed. After all, 2000 years was a long time.
(So, where are we in terms of plot?)