deshabille: «vampire is totally f i n e» (☀ like a microscope)
2014-09-14 06:57 pm

twenty ☼ spam & voice

private } stiles, scott, allison, lydia, cosima, hannibal )

dreamspam } open

[This is the second time this has happened - at least, the second time it's happened on the Barge. This time, she isn't craving, or at least not any more than she ordinarily is. No, the instability comes from without rather than within, and this time, there isn't a godsdamned thing she can do about it.]

[The dreams don't start out contagious. They just start out bad, bad and familiar, hunger and blood and blackness and laughter, half-memory and half-siphoned in from another place and another time. Flashes at first, seconds of memory and fiction thrown up by her mind that fling her back into consciousness with eyes wide and red in the darkness, teeth sharp and closing on nothing.]

[When they begin to spread out from her own psyche to others', they get both more vicious and more concrete, like watching a full movie instead of a clip. She doesn't wake up anymore once she sinks into a dream, just lies on her cot in her cabin as if she's dead. The dream itself sneaks out under her door to find a second, someone else to play with. Anybody at all is fair game.]


A )

B; cw blood + gore + vampirism )

public } voice

[For once, she sounds flat, distracted, disinterested. None of the eager curiosity or easy sarcasm that typically brightens her voice are there now.]

The dreams are back.


( ooc; mal is experiencing a recurrence of her mirror-barge door symptoms, which include night terrors and time loss! and because of her canonical tendencies towards flashsides {contagious hallucinations} in times of stress . . . her night terrors are totally contagious, too. dream B will contain typical vampiric themes, so dream A is available for people who aren't interested in all that shit. pp with any questions ♥ )
deshabille: «vampire would gladly knock you off your high horse» (☀ calm & tender terminal kind of care)
2014-01-09 05:06 pm

twelve ☼ video

Former, current, or, in fact, future members of the Tenth Foot, this is your corporal speaking.

[Yes, even if you are from the future or the past, she is still your corporal.]

[A significant pause. Then:]


Stand up straight. You're embarrassing me.

[That will be all u_u]
deshabille: «to avoid conversation vampire never keeps same address» (☀ four blocks run and hide)
2013-05-19 08:53 pm

two ☼ backdated; private + spam + voice

private | charles, erik, anya, pietro )

spam | CES (backdated 5/19)

[It's evening by the time she comes back here. Things look familiar in the way that they might have been part of a dream, once; cement and steel and dust and grime. She looks at the structures appraisingly, neither pleased nor displeased by them. They're just there. Just something that she might face, soon enough.]

[She's trained already, but she doesn't need rest, so she runs, fast and in as indirect a pattern as she can. Even stopping and starting, dodging imaginary pursuit, she's a blur, her eyes narrowed to slits against the dirt in the air. She learns the feel of the structures as she uses them for leverage when she hits top speed. It doesn't take long, too, before she's climbing, which is slower but not much.]

[Soon enough she finds herself at the top of an abandoned, half-constructed building, only a few stories tall but higher than anything she'd have found in Borogravia but a steeple. She sits with her feet hanging over the edge and considers her options from here. She has made her first decision, and now . . . here come all the rest.]


voice | 5/19, immediately post-paintball

Well. That was fun.



( ooc; SO i completely didn't do anything with paintball because of work, so feel free to assume anything re: mal being extremely serious about paintball once she actually learned the rules. she was 4th floor, blue team. )