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For all of her talents, style and fashion have never been one of them. To be more precise, she's never bothered to pay much attention to them. She's had the luxury to rely on her wit and skill to open doors for her, and many who pass her off as a mousy bookworm are either worth ignoring or showing up, depending on what they have to offer her. As such, she's probably appearing a little less nice than Adonis, though she made an effort for her. She's wearing a long, loose gray skirt and matching coat, a green sweater, and black ankle boots. Practical attire that leaves her ease of movement. She's also got a scarf around her neck in a darker, forest green checkered color that is charmed to attack should any try and choke her with it.
Thessaly isn't physically that strong, so she survives with magic. Deceptions and illusions are her favorite sorts, perhaps no surprise then why she's been drawn to Morpheus and his realm of Dreaming.
It's why she doesn't mind smiling at a man who houses a monster inside of him - or rather, who has become one with the blood beast.
"Don't mind if I do." Playfully she takes off her scarf and drapes it around his neck, it remaining harmless like a normal scarf, and she shrugs out of her coat to lay on the back of a nearby chair. Her green eyes scan the space with open curiosity, though she keeps her fingers to herself. "This building has a lot of stories in its walls, doesn't it? Don't worry. I won't read yours, at least not before dinner." Can she actually pick up stories from walls? No. She'd need to find a spell for that. She's just messing with him.
"How are you? I hope better than you would be if you needed my help in the kitchen. If you're King of Hell, I'm Queen of Takeout."
Thessaly isn't physically that strong, so she survives with magic. Deceptions and illusions are her favorite sorts, perhaps no surprise then why she's been drawn to Morpheus and his realm of Dreaming.
It's why she doesn't mind smiling at a man who houses a monster inside of him - or rather, who has become one with the blood beast.
"Don't mind if I do." Playfully she takes off her scarf and drapes it around his neck, it remaining harmless like a normal scarf, and she shrugs out of her coat to lay on the back of a nearby chair. Her green eyes scan the space with open curiosity, though she keeps her fingers to herself. "This building has a lot of stories in its walls, doesn't it? Don't worry. I won't read yours, at least not before dinner." Can she actually pick up stories from walls? No. She'd need to find a spell for that. She's just messing with him.
"How are you? I hope better than you would be if you needed my help in the kitchen. If you're King of Hell, I'm Queen of Takeout."
I have a friend but neither of us are exactly responsible for each other's survival now.
We may not know each other well but I find it hard that anyone would call you boring. Or do they say it to try and piss you off?
I did at one point, but she was killed around the same time as Dom in recent years.
We may not know each other well but I find it hard that anyone would call you boring. Or do they say it to try and piss you off?
I did at one point, but she was killed around the same time as Dom in recent years.
[ She grins at the exact timing. ]
I suppose we can hold off for a day. It's more fun when they're not expecting it anyway.
I know your strengths as well as I know my own.
You know I will just as I look forward to your stories. Keep me updated about that library, won't you?
I suppose we can hold off for a day. It's more fun when they're not expecting it anyway.
I know your strengths as well as I know my own.
You know I will just as I look forward to your stories. Keep me updated about that library, won't you?
The way you said that makes it sound like you still feel responsible for your friend's survival.
It's been a long time since anyone was foolish enough to try and piss me off, so I suspect it's more that most people don't really appreciate devouring libraries as much as I do. There are some of us out there, but many more who don't bother.
Sorry you have to live with that loss.
It's been a long time since anyone was foolish enough to try and piss me off, so I suspect it's more that most people don't really appreciate devouring libraries as much as I do. There are some of us out there, but many more who don't bother.
Sorry you have to live with that loss.
I suppose I do. She and Dom were close before he was killed.
I can only imagine how dumb they would have to be to try and piss you off.
Do you have a favorite library?
I appreciate that. It's been easier for me than it has been for my friend but there are days.
I can only imagine how dumb they would have to be to try and piss you off.
Do you have a favorite library?
I appreciate that. It's been easier for me than it has been for my friend but there are days.
Keeping her alive is keeping him alive for you, a little? You're sweet.
You're smart, then. Although I'm underestimated less these days. That is something Sionnach and I shared. I knew her when others still dared to presume about us. I didn't always like her. I never trusted her. I understood her, though.
I do. It's not in this realm, however. [The library at the Dreaming will always be her favorite, even if that bridge is burned. She's evaded Morpheus through magic ever since.]
Do you think it's been easier because you've had her roughness with it to focus on instead of your own?
... sorry. Time has taught me to trim manners more than it should.
You're smart, then. Although I'm underestimated less these days. That is something Sionnach and I shared. I knew her when others still dared to presume about us. I didn't always like her. I never trusted her. I understood her, though.
I do. It's not in this realm, however. [The library at the Dreaming will always be her favorite, even if that bridge is burned. She's evaded Morpheus through magic ever since.]
Do you think it's been easier because you've had her roughness with it to focus on instead of your own?
... sorry. Time has taught me to trim manners more than it should.
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[Centuries later, Piper will have to deal with Kaz's mental math fixation. Sin's line can't escape math nerds.]
I never much cared for revelry set on another's terms, anyway. Old men capturing what the cosmos say leaves a sour taste to any wine.
Stalemates are better than terms of endearment.
I shall. Spin outside fate's thimble until then, Sister.
I never much cared for revelry set on another's terms, anyway. Old men capturing what the cosmos say leaves a sour taste to any wine.
Stalemates are better than terms of endearment.
I shall. Spin outside fate's thimble until then, Sister.
Back when Adonis still went by 'Ben' (aka, during the days David and Jordan were still alive), his style of dress outside of work had been far more casual. Afterward, he'd had a look he wanted to convey. It also turned out that many demons he'd run into had been pretentious fuckers and if he had any hope to make a name for himself, he'd needed to dress the part. Regardless, how she dressed wasn't a big deal to Adonis.
He recalled seeing her at the party and it amused him that after all these years after Sionnach's death (and David's) that there was someone around from those days who had known both of them. It was kind of nice.
Adonis smirks as he shuts the door behind her and raises the wards again. "I can't think of a place in this city that doesn't have a ton of stories to tell," he says before setting her scarf on top of her coat. He'd be cooking soon and he didn't want anything to wind up on it somehow. "If you do find something interesting out, please share with the class."
Could she do it? He's seen and experienced a lot through the years by witches, at this point, hardly anything surprised him.
"I'm good," he says with a grin. "Nothing wrong with takeout. I do it often enough myself when I don't want to cook for just myself. What can I get you to drink? I have wine and any kind of liquor you may desire."
He recalled seeing her at the party and it amused him that after all these years after Sionnach's death (and David's) that there was someone around from those days who had known both of them. It was kind of nice.
Adonis smirks as he shuts the door behind her and raises the wards again. "I can't think of a place in this city that doesn't have a ton of stories to tell," he says before setting her scarf on top of her coat. He'd be cooking soon and he didn't want anything to wind up on it somehow. "If you do find something interesting out, please share with the class."
Could she do it? He's seen and experienced a lot through the years by witches, at this point, hardly anything surprised him.
"I'm good," he says with a grin. "Nothing wrong with takeout. I do it often enough myself when I don't want to cook for just myself. What can I get you to drink? I have wine and any kind of liquor you may desire."
Maybe? Ugh, don't let that get around. It'll ruin my reputation.
[ Though, lets be honest - considering their history, the entire Underworld knew he'd go to battle for Piper. ]
Let's be honest here, no one should have fully trusted her or always liked her. But, she was part of who made me who I am. Her magic was something else.
Interesting. What realm? I'm only learning about other realms outside of the underworld.
[ He considers her question for a long minute before responding. ]
I'm not entirely sure. Maybe.
Time does that, I've found. No apologies needed.
[ Though, lets be honest - considering their history, the entire Underworld knew he'd go to battle for Piper. ]
Let's be honest here, no one should have fully trusted her or always liked her. But, she was part of who made me who I am. Her magic was something else.
Interesting. What realm? I'm only learning about other realms outside of the underworld.
[ He considers her question for a long minute before responding. ]
I'm not entirely sure. Maybe.
Time does that, I've found. No apologies needed.
You're a lord of hell. You deserve all the reputation headaches you get, you know? Nobody comes by that title without a kick me sign on their backs. You want my protection, you have to pay for it.
With a dinner a century. On your dime.
[Thessaly is a cold-hearted, pragmatic witch who few like and even more want dead. A vampire a few centuries old is nothing to her. Or at least, it should be nothing. Adonis is on her radar now, though. For better or worse. He's piqued her interest. Her past. A vampire makes her almost remember a tendril of what it means to be human, with his sentiment and his duties. She won't forgive him for that. She won't forget him for that.
He's piqued her interest.]
You shouldn't trust me either, my lord. That is more warning than I give most.
It is called the Dreaming. It has every book in the galaxy imagined, let alone published.
What do you do on the days you can't just worry about her?
With a dinner a century. On your dime.
[Thessaly is a cold-hearted, pragmatic witch who few like and even more want dead. A vampire a few centuries old is nothing to her. Or at least, it should be nothing. Adonis is on her radar now, though. For better or worse. He's piqued her interest. Her past. A vampire makes her almost remember a tendril of what it means to be human, with his sentiment and his duties. She won't forgive him for that. She won't forget him for that.
He's piqued her interest.]
You shouldn't trust me either, my lord. That is more warning than I give most.
It is called the Dreaming. It has every book in the galaxy imagined, let alone published.
What do you do on the days you can't just worry about her?
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There are a few old kind like her running around, but the problem for Thessaly is that eventually, most of those individuals become people you no longer want to know. Either other immortals start to remind her of parts of the past she'd rather forget, or there's a falling out along the way as fights for resources happen, or they simply grow apart and become indifferent as the world turns around them. It's very rare for her these days to both find someone new and also find someone who knows a part of her past.
Not that Thessaly is actually immortal. She's spent millennia finagling for magic to keep her alive. What's truly innate to Thessaly is a thirst for knowledge and a ruthless ability to put herself first, and magic ended up being her means by which to do it. On rare occasion, she finds someone else worth protecting, too.
At his smile she offers one back of her own. "You don't look half-bad in green," she comments at her scarf around him. She turns her back then, feeling secure enough to wander around instead looking at the items on his shelves. Books, knickknacks, pictures. Her green gaze takes it all in as she replies back to him. "Wine sounds heavenly. Or is hellish the appropriate term?"
Her eyes fall then on an image of Piper. Thessaly's gaze widens, then narrows in curious thought. This has to be Sin's descendent. She hums a little as she studies the image, noting that Adonis seems quite comfortable with her. "Well, well, well. I had wondered how canny the likeness would be."
Not that Thessaly is actually immortal. She's spent millennia finagling for magic to keep her alive. What's truly innate to Thessaly is a thirst for knowledge and a ruthless ability to put herself first, and magic ended up being her means by which to do it. On rare occasion, she finds someone else worth protecting, too.
At his smile she offers one back of her own. "You don't look half-bad in green," she comments at her scarf around him. She turns her back then, feeling secure enough to wander around instead looking at the items on his shelves. Books, knickknacks, pictures. Her green gaze takes it all in as she replies back to him. "Wine sounds heavenly. Or is hellish the appropriate term?"
Her eyes fall then on an image of Piper. Thessaly's gaze widens, then narrows in curious thought. This has to be Sin's descendent. She hums a little as she studies the image, noting that Adonis seems quite comfortable with her. "Well, well, well. I had wondered how canny the likeness would be."
I may say shit like that but to be frank? I don't give a shit about my reputation... especially in hell. I know what I got myself into when I decided to take it on after a decade getting revenge on the place.
[ Slowly, he's found a few denizens who aren't minding the change in leadership. Small improvements. ]
I can honestly say I truly trust a small handful of people. Hope you're not too upset that I haven't quite decided where you fall on that list yet.
[ Adonis finds her fascinating though and she's on his radar just as much as he's on hers. When she mentions the Dreaming, he thinks of Morpheus and has to wonder if she knows him. Surely she does. Perhaps he'd reach out to Morpheus about her. ]
Ultimately, she can and has been able to handle herself exceptionally well so I focus on the things I need to focus on.
[ And if he sends her food or their mutual friend sends her food because she forgets to eat while taking over New Orleans, then that's just a small price to pay to look out for her. ]
[ Slowly, he's found a few denizens who aren't minding the change in leadership. Small improvements. ]
I can honestly say I truly trust a small handful of people. Hope you're not too upset that I haven't quite decided where you fall on that list yet.
[ Adonis finds her fascinating though and she's on his radar just as much as he's on hers. When she mentions the Dreaming, he thinks of Morpheus and has to wonder if she knows him. Surely she does. Perhaps he'd reach out to Morpheus about her. ]
Ultimately, she can and has been able to handle herself exceptionally well so I focus on the things I need to focus on.
[ And if he sends her food or their mutual friend sends her food because she forgets to eat while taking over New Orleans, then that's just a small price to pay to look out for her. ]
So in the wake of revenge, you chose to stay and reform? There was a word for that, you know. Before language laid bloom to stone. A king driven by purpose. A lover who spurns the cold. What a hellscape, my lord. Have you exchanged vows with your duty yet?
For what it is worth, from a humble tourist, the place is less dusty.
You shouldn't trust me. I rather like having you around. You'd last far shorter if you did. And where would the fun lie in that?
And where does your focus lie upon?
For what it is worth, from a humble tourist, the place is less dusty.
You shouldn't trust me. I rather like having you around. You'd last far shorter if you did. And where would the fun lie in that?
And where does your focus lie upon?
What better revenge than their "enemy" taking over and reforming it? Not that I can and would ever hope to reform it completely - it has its charms, I suppose.
Ah, my first plan of making it less dusty has been achieved. It's a promising start.
Glad we agree.
Paving my way and focusing on the hellish landscape that is the Underworld.
And you? Where does your focus lie upon these days?
Ah, my first plan of making it less dusty has been achieved. It's a promising start.
Glad we agree.
Paving my way and focusing on the hellish landscape that is the Underworld.
And you? Where does your focus lie upon these days?
It has its purpose. For some, purpose is synonymous with charm.
How do you plan to build upon the promising start to arrive at a satisfying conclusion?
My focus is on me, myself, and I, my lord. I am no one's citizen, I am no one's duty. I come and go as I please, and with such freedom comes the awareness I am on my own to make the most of my time and survive by my own wit no matter the cost.
How do you plan to build upon the promising start to arrive at a satisfying conclusion?
My focus is on me, myself, and I, my lord. I am no one's citizen, I am no one's duty. I come and go as I please, and with such freedom comes the awareness I am on my own to make the most of my time and survive by my own wit no matter the cost.
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Oh yes, I'm very familiar with those who find the two synonymous. I've been friends with many.
I'm still sorting that out. Every week and month is a new challenge so I doubt it will ever be dull.
I can't fault you for that. If it works for you, then ultimately that's what matters. Living for as long as I imagine you have, you've had to adapt, I'm sure.
I'm still sorting that out. Every week and month is a new challenge so I doubt it will ever be dull.
I can't fault you for that. If it works for you, then ultimately that's what matters. Living for as long as I imagine you have, you've had to adapt, I'm sure.
"I don't look half bad in many colors," Adonis says with a little smirk. "Except maybe yellow."
He watches her wander around the penthouse then turns and walks over to the wet bar. "Red or white," he asks as he pours himself a little whiskey before taking out a wine glass.
At her words, he turns around and spots what she's looking at - a rare picture of himself and Piper. "It's a bit insane how similar they are. I didn't notice it as much at the beginning but now it's hard not to. Their personalities aren't similar but she has a dark streak that could rival Sionnach's."
He watches her wander around the penthouse then turns and walks over to the wet bar. "Red or white," he asks as he pours himself a little whiskey before taking out a wine glass.
At her words, he turns around and spots what she's looking at - a rare picture of himself and Piper. "It's a bit insane how similar they are. I didn't notice it as much at the beginning but now it's hard not to. Their personalities aren't similar but she has a dark streak that could rival Sionnach's."
We have. Not even the Fates may infringe upon a witch's wants.
See you then.
See you then.
That sounds in the past tense.
It likely won't be for some centuries or millennia, depending on your patience.
You could fault me. I likely wouldn't care, though. That you choose not to though is... well. You're fun, Adonis.
Though I still like you most at Tataki.
It likely won't be for some centuries or millennia, depending on your patience.
You could fault me. I likely wouldn't care, though. That you choose not to though is... well. You're fun, Adonis.
Though I still like you most at Tataki.
She pretends to study him critically. He's a good looking man. There's no question. Perhaps not everyone's type, but she can see the appeal. She's just playing with him now, though. "Perhaps a warm yellow. Something closer to gold. It would suit a realm of blood." She's not even teasing on that end. Crowns of gold and coins of plenty are made for Hell.
She likes Adonis. She finds him intriguing and fun, something novel with enough age to back it. Yet once she lays eyes on Piper, on a Sister, it's clear where her priorities lie.
"It's a survival streak." Thessaly murmurs her response, before giving a distracted, "White, if you have it." She studies the picture, committing it to memory before setting it back. "Power is not rooted in goodness or darkness, I think. It exists. If she has used it to do what is needed, I will not fault her." Perhaps fight her, some day. If their interests clash. Judge a fellow witch though for having capacities beyond what society deems palatable? Never.
She sets the picture back in place and glances back at Adonis. Her eyes are ancient for a moment, before turning to a simple forest green too thick to fall into an abyss. "It is good though that you worry for her. Many are not so fortunate to have one at their back."
She likes Adonis. She finds him intriguing and fun, something novel with enough age to back it. Yet once she lays eyes on Piper, on a Sister, it's clear where her priorities lie.
"It's a survival streak." Thessaly murmurs her response, before giving a distracted, "White, if you have it." She studies the picture, committing it to memory before setting it back. "Power is not rooted in goodness or darkness, I think. It exists. If she has used it to do what is needed, I will not fault her." Perhaps fight her, some day. If their interests clash. Judge a fellow witch though for having capacities beyond what society deems palatable? Never.
She sets the picture back in place and glances back at Adonis. Her eyes are ancient for a moment, before turning to a simple forest green too thick to fall into an abyss. "It is good though that you worry for her. Many are not so fortunate to have one at their back."
My pool of friends decidedly smaller these days.
Perfect. I don't do well with being bored for long.
I could but as a vampire, that seems hypocritical to fault you for something many of mine do on a daily / century basis. You've been fun too, Thessaly.
That's good to know.
Perfect. I don't do well with being bored for long.
I could but as a vampire, that seems hypocritical to fault you for something many of mine do on a daily / century basis. You've been fun too, Thessaly.
That's good to know.
Funny how that works, isn't it. The longer you live, the smaller that pool shrinks.
I do prefer vampires that aren't self-hating. Gets so dull. Just stake yourself already if you're that sad about it.
I do prefer vampires that aren't self-hating. Gets so dull. Just stake yourself already if you're that sad about it.
I figure it's a small price to pay for immortality.
Or maybe it's more like you stop giving a fuck and the people who do decide to exit stage right.
Tell me about it. Brooding vampires are the worst. What's the point in being unalive if you're going to mope about it.
Or maybe it's more like you stop giving a fuck and the people who do decide to exit stage right.
Tell me about it. Brooding vampires are the worst. What's the point in being unalive if you're going to mope about it.
Is there a price you would not pay for it? Immortality.
I should like to see a show with you, my lord.
Right? If your life becomes a bad country song then why are you still here.
I should like to see a show with you, my lord.
Right? If your life becomes a bad country song then why are you still here.
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