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Post by Bridget Crowley on Jul 17, 2017 1:57:12 GMT
 This week had been a good week for Bridget as she woke up on a beautiful Saturday morning. She had gotten enough tips with her waitress job at one of the diners in Forks, that she had been able to finish getting a proper outfit for her role in an upcoming play that she had been practicing for. The play wasn't going to show for a few more weeks but it was always good to have a costume already done and over with before things got crazy with rehearsals. Currently, Bridget was enjoying a walk in the park after having breakfast with her adoptive parents and little sister in Seattle. Her parents had been a little worried about Bridget going out on her own but she had told them that she was fine. Nothing would happen to her in broad daylight on a beautiful Saturday morning like this. Though Bridget would never admit it, she was worried about her parents and little sister being here in Seattle at this point in time. There had been a slow but steady string of murders happening in Seattle, exclusively at night too. The young woman knew deep down that they would be ok though and that these murders would be almost like a phase. The sky was just overcast enough that you didn't need sunglasses but the sun was out enough that Bridget felt that she didn't need a jacket or sweater on. She had put on a comfortable sky blue dress on that ended mid-thigh and would twirl if she moved just right. She had thrown on a pair of strappy yet comfortable candles, a pair of matching earrings with the emerald green necklace that Bridget never took off. Bridget smiled as she passed a couple walking their dog and asked politely if she could pet him. The couple agreed and the dog instantly adored her. She was soon on her way, bouncing slightly with her steps to the music that was playing in her headphones. She didn't notice that someone was watching her. notes: |
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have i gone mad? im afraid so, but let me tell you something, the best people usualy are.”
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Post by Jefferson Frye on Jul 17, 2017 2:40:36 GMT
[googlefont="Griffy"][googlefont="Abel"] SEARCHING IN THE DARKNESS WE ARE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT RUNNING FROM THE DAY Insanity and solitude should never be mixed together. That was the lesson that the English Victorian vampire Jefferson was having to relearn as he sat on a shade covered bench in Seattle park. He was wearing a pair of nice dress pants, calf high leather boots, a red button down frilly sleeved long sleeve shirt,a red thick scarf, a black buttoned vest and his trademark Top hat. The reason he was sitting alone was because he had recently learned that the vampire woman Saxa who he thought he was going to be with was not going to be waiting for him after all which meant he was once again alone in his ever growing madness. As Jefferson sat alone in a park full of humans he couldn't help but something someone..different. It took only a moment for Jefferson to spot the rather good smelling,beautiful and well dressed blonde petting another human couples dog after attracting it with a sort of animal magnetism. “Curiouser and curiouser!”Once the girl in the headphones began skipping away from the couple and their dog Jefferson just stood up slowly and made his way over to her deciding to stop in front of her. Knowing that she probably wouldn't be able to hear him with her music listening headphones on her head he quickly pantomimed removing them from her ears. He then took a single step back and quickly bowed like an English gentleman should to a young lady even going as far as to remove his treasured top hat until the bow was over. Once he stood up straight again he gave the young blonde a small gentle smile as her sweet smelling blood filled his nose. "Hello Lass, I was wondering if I could trouble you for a few moments of your time. I noticed how good you were with that couples dog. That is quite the gift for a rather extremely lovely woman like yourself to have. I couldn't help but take notice. The name's Jefferson Frye of Westminster England."It was true that the woman's expertise with the couples dog caught his curiosity. Some human's displayed rather unique abilities that would manifest as actual powers if turned into a vampire like himself which caused Jefferson to take notice. What truly caught his eye however was her astounding beauty. It was as if she was already a vampire with how perfect she looked. If he didn't smell the blood flowing through her he would have mistaken her for one of his kind. She even looked a little like his dead wife Emma with her beautiful blonde hair. This conversation was going to be difficult. outfitBridget Crowley   |
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Post by Bridget Crowley on Jul 26, 2017 17:49:32 GMT
Her sky blue dress swirled around her as she skipped along, Bridget was just going to start singing when all of a sudden, there was a man who appeared right in front of her. The young woman had no choice but to stop sharply, enough that the back of her dress swung into and around her knees while the front came very close to hitting the man. "Hey!" Bridget exclaimed in a high voice filled with annoyance as she started to yank off her headphones roughly. But then the man did something that Bridget had never seen before, he bowed to her and took his black top hat off of his head quickly before placing in its proper place on his blonde hair. When he straightened, the man spoke to her. The man said that his name was Jefferson and stated why he had stopped her. The annoyance that the young actress ebbed ever so slightly, " You could have tried to do that a little nicer, you know. I almost plowed into you." Though Bridget relented with a new smile, " Though thank you for the compliment. My name is Bridget Crowley, it's nice to meet you, Jefferson. Animals tend to love me, so I make it look really easy."While Bridget spoke, she looked over Jefferson's outfit. It was weird to be seen with that sort of outfit in America. Though she had seen slightly similar ones in Russia when it got cold. It was very refreshing to see actually, even if it was very dated. After all, Bridget herself loved to wear different kinds of outfits from different eras and time periods. "I love your outfit. The top hat really pulls the look together and so does the boots. Very nice touch. Do you like animals, Jefferson?" Jefferson must have had a deeper reasoning for interrupting her stroll through the park than just to compliment her ability with dogs. Though with him being from England, maybe he was just being polite? notes: |
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