[ many things change over the course of 500 years, but one remains the same: Lucrezia likes pretty things. they've had a routine through the last century - Cesare plays his political games, and Lucrezia spends his money, while hanging around and making sure he brother doesn't drive himself into misery. maybe to keep herself from the same. they've only ever really had each other to trust in the world, and while the centuries were touch and go in many places, that, at least, remains mostly the same.
but her ambition was never as grand as his. Lucrezia's satisfied by something so simple as browse through department stores and designer outlets, manicured nails tapping at dress hangers as she cards through them, glancing up a moment to cast a studying look towards another shopper, and the unfortunate garment they have in their hand. ]
Oh, darling. That's not your color. [ Spoken in a crisp English accent, as if she'd lived here all her life, soft and sympathetic and a bit amused, though in a kind way. ] Come here, then. Let me help. I won't bite.
[ not right now, at least. ]
4 - SPEED DATING;
Let's play a game. No, no, put that down.
[ She tugs the little dating card out of her new partner's hands, dropping it to the table face down. We're not going to worry about making notes and taking phone numbers or learning names, okay? She's over small talk at this point, let's please be interesting. ]
I'll give you a word, and you tell me the first thing that comes to mind. Then we trade, and I do the same for you. [ Lips painted bright red smile wide, dimples in her smile, and a soft, playfulness in her eyes. ]
First round. "Love".
5 - THE REAL UNDERGROUND;
[ A woman that looks lost in time stands in a gown that seems like it'd fallen out of the Victorian age, deep red near black in places, blond hair stark in contrast, looking more like a doll than a girl, standing straight backed, at the edge of the platform, looking down onto the tracks like she's thinking of jumping down onto them, when the clocks chime midnight. Bright blue eyes dart up, glancing around, like someone just rang the bell to start the party. ]
'Tis now the very witching time of night. [ She starts to mumble out, gradually rising in volume, reciting something from a play she'd seen ages upon ages ago, still do fresh in her mind. There's a bit of twirling going on, and she probably looks kind of deranged, but she's having fun, and after 500 years, you get to a point where you could really care less how crazy you look, as you sing-song Shakespeare in a subway station. ] When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out.
[ a beat, and she stops, eyes searching around the platform until landing on you (yes you), red lips pulling into a wide smile. ] Contagion to this world. Do you know the verse?
[ if you're a great fan of Hamlet and happen to know where this line leads to, you'll know the next line, that Lucrezia doesn't voice, is "now could I drink hot blood, and do such bitter business as the day would quake to look on." If you're a human, you may want to reconsider being down here with her alone. ]
Lucrezia Borgia | The Borgias | Vampire
[ many things change over the course of 500 years, but one remains the same: Lucrezia likes pretty things. they've had a routine through the last century - Cesare plays his political games, and Lucrezia spends his money, while hanging around and making sure he brother doesn't drive himself into misery. maybe to keep herself from the same. they've only ever really had each other to trust in the world, and while the centuries were touch and go in many places, that, at least, remains mostly the same.
but her ambition was never as grand as his. Lucrezia's satisfied by something so simple as browse through department stores and designer outlets, manicured nails tapping at dress hangers as she cards through them, glancing up a moment to cast a studying look towards another shopper, and the unfortunate garment they have in their hand. ]
Oh, darling. That's not your color. [ Spoken in a crisp English accent, as if she'd lived here all her life, soft and sympathetic and a bit amused, though in a kind way. ] Come here, then. Let me help. I won't bite.
[ not right now, at least. ]
4 - SPEED DATING;
Let's play a game. No, no, put that down.
[ She tugs the little dating card out of her new partner's hands, dropping it to the table face down. We're not going to worry about making notes and taking phone numbers or learning names, okay? She's over small talk at this point, let's please be interesting. ]
I'll give you a word, and you tell me the first thing that comes to mind. Then we trade, and I do the same for you. [ Lips painted bright red smile wide, dimples in her smile, and a soft, playfulness in her eyes. ]
First round. "Love".
5 - THE REAL UNDERGROUND;
[ A woman that looks lost in time stands in a gown that seems like it'd fallen out of the Victorian age, deep red near black in places, blond hair stark in contrast, looking more like a doll than a girl, standing straight backed, at the edge of the platform, looking down onto the tracks like she's thinking of jumping down onto them, when the clocks chime midnight. Bright blue eyes dart up, glancing around, like someone just rang the bell to start the party. ]
'Tis now the very witching time of night. [ She starts to mumble out, gradually rising in volume, reciting something from a play she'd seen ages upon ages ago, still do fresh in her mind. There's a bit of twirling going on, and she probably looks kind of deranged, but she's having fun, and after 500 years, you get to a point where you could really care less how crazy you look, as you sing-song Shakespeare in a subway station. ] When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out.
[ a beat, and she stops, eyes searching around the platform until landing on you (yes you), red lips pulling into a wide smile. ] Contagion to this world. Do you know the verse?
[ if you're a great fan of Hamlet and happen to know where this line leads to, you'll know the next line, that Lucrezia doesn't voice, is "now could I drink hot blood, and do such bitter business as the day would quake to look on." If you're a human, you may want to reconsider being down here with her alone. ]
WILDCARD;
[ idk man hit me with whatever \o/ ]