don't be scared of the dark... || closed

[painted rose]

Liz
She could she through the dark so she raced to were Bri was. She stuck the animal blood bag in Mason's face. She was thinking if Mason had his fangs out he could suck through the bag. She whispered to Bri that it was her and what she just did.
Mack
He couldn't see but he just started to run forward. He bumped into something sharp at his stomach and leg.he whined. He limped down the hallway. Liz could smell Mack's blood. She could tell he was hurt. "Mac get back in the kitchen!"she screamed.

[~hope Mikaelson~]

(Sorry)
Hanna
"I got it."I walked to the stuff and then grabbed a bowl and started to make the cake.I started to sing part of this world.Now I need the dry ingredients.I turned to go get them.I keep on singing.I think I like this place.I wonder what it would be like a vampire.

[closet-maverick]

Jackson shrugged and turned back to the cake. 'Those are easy words coming from someone who murders teenagers.' her words kept ringing inside his head, and he felt himself get angrier by the second. This was why he didn't like humans. All that they are are just a bunch of arrogant, uncaring idiots. Who else murdered his parents? Even when the most of the vampires' diet was animal blood and when they did drink from humans, they wouldn't kill them unless they have been angered by them in some way. He clenched his teeth and concentrated on watching Hanna add to the cake.

[samm.]

~ Briella Ann-Marie Chandler ~

Letting out a small squeak, she pulled her knees up to her chest, wincing as her ankle throbbed in protest. Its just darkness, it can't hurt you. Its just darkness, it can't hurt you. She chanted over and over again in her mind, wildly looking around, trying to catch a glimpse of movement. It wasn't until Mason appeared in front of her that she paused in her movements. He was right though, if she'd just been a good servant and did as he told her to, she wouldn't have hurt herself, and this would have all been over with long ago. "You're right..Sorry Master." She mumbled, turning her head to the side to bare her neck for him. She heard Ritas voice, but in the darkness was unable to see her, and shortly after that Liz's voice broke the silence, though she was much closer than Rita was. She didn't answer, instead she simply nodded, highly doubting he'd choose the blood bag over her bared neck.

[Reaper *]

JT 'Travis' Kane
"Women. Always a hissy fit with 'em.." He muttered, glancin' at Jackson for a moment. He continued with his part of the cake, snatchin' a large spoon to mix it up.

[~hope Mikaelson~]

Hanna
I finished mixing the cake and then i turn the oven to 350.I put the cake in the cake pan and put it in the oven and set a time.I finished the song and then sat to the counter.I forgot jackson was in here with me.I started to sing the start of something new.

[chromatic.]

Mason turned and hissed at Brita after she had threw her shoes at him, then simply shoved Liz and the cold blood bag away. One they were out of the way he smiled as Briella bared her neck. ''Now there's a good girl.'' he said before he bent down opening his mouth and extending his fangs. Once he was mere centimeters from her neck he stopped. He then realized that he couldn't do it...that he wouldn't do it...He slowly leaned back up revealing his eyes to be back to their normal blue color but the red was just barely behind it. His eyes traveled from her face to her twisted ankle and winced a bit. He took her ankle in his hand and twisted it back in place before biting his wrist, letting his blood pool out and held it up to her lips. ''Drink...I'll make you feel a little bit weak but I'll heal your ankle.'' he said softly as he looked away ashamed of himself.

[painted rose]

Liz
"Owwww."she whined as she rubbed her arm. She wondered why her body hurt so much but then she remembered vampires have super strength. She could barley keep her eyes open. She bit her lip and fainted.
Mack
"Shoot."he said when he realized how much blood he lost. When he saw Liz he scooped up some blood of the ground and poured it into her mouth. He took a rag from the floor and wrapped it around his wounds. He tried to pick up Liz but fell in the process.

[samm.]

~ Briella Ann-Marie Chandler ~

Feeling his breath against her neck, her eyes closed, awaiting pain that never came. Slowly opening her eyes, she turned her head to look up at Mason, surprised when his blue eyes met hers. Why..no, more like how did he stop? Watching him for a moment, she glanced down at her ankle the same time he did, not expecting him to do what he did. Her nails dug into her palms while she bit her lower lip to keep from screaming out in pain as he twisted it back into place. When he bit his wrist and held it up to her mouth, her head tilted slightly in confusion. Once he had explained, she gave a soft nod, glancing at his wrist where blood was slowly pooling. "Thank you." She whispered against his wrist before her lips made contact with the blood, her cheeks lighting up in a rather obvious blush.

[closet-maverick]

Jackson walked out of the kitchen and down the stairs into the cellar. Barrels of wine lined the walls and shelves, but it was what was at the end of the room behind a locked door where he was headed. Where the cold room was. Here, instead of wine, hundreds of bottles of blood sat on their shelves. He grabbed a bottle off the 'O Negative' shelf, and after a moment of hesitation, put it under his arm and picked up two bottles of wine as well before he headed back up the stairs. Since the first bottle was made of tinted glass, it was impossible to tell what it was because of how similar it looked to red wine. Jackson walked past Travis and Hanna into the dining room where he set the bottles down on the table.