noirenewyork | Feb. 25th, 2014

Feb. 25th, 2014

HERE @ muserevival

"Sometimes
We'd never know what's wrong without the pain
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same."
All At One, The Fray

It was ironic how the world could sometimes come in a full circles around you just when you were trying to make the right choices for you and those around you. Lately, Jett had been wondering more and more if there was, perhaps, a higher power at play pointing you in the right directions so fate could step in. The thing about that was that when people considered that theory, it was usually for positive gain... not negative loss. What if there was a fate, and what if the choices you were making were mapping out a much larger route to a life where you were just a mere blip on the system? Was he seriously just a code in some fucked up Matrix of life?

( Yet again, as had become his place to think of late, he was perched up on a ledge of one of the highest buildings in New York City... )

showmeheaven

HERE @ muserevival

Visit

As much as Skye loved her loft apartment in the city, it was often nice to come stay out at Xavier and Greg's estate to clear her head and be waited on hand and foot. That was one of the upsides of being a Kindred Vessel, even if her choice of that had been purely selfish because she got an epic pleasurable rush from being fed on. It was just an added perk that both her boys were fucking hot, and it usually led to her watching them get it on together. So, she was a kinky bitch. Sure. She had no fucks to give.

( She was at the manor now more as a favour, however. With Luka staying there in the wake of his suicide attempt, she was on-hand to help with any 'mortal' or 'human' things he might need, still being one like she was... )