𝖎 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖛𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖊. - desmodus mori

[bleedinghare]

Who: adeline, regina, & the patrons and staff of desmodus mori (that includes you!)
When: the first week of octoberil
Where: desmodus mori
What: adeline & regina are spending their evenings together at the vampire bar entertaining guests! are you feeling thirsty, or are you just here for sweet faces and conversation?
Warnings: sexual themes, vampires, references to blood & gore


Adeline had arrived early— making certain to shut the velvet-bound door promptly, for fear of letting in what small bit of light remained on the streets— giving her time to introduce herself to the bartender, to a passing host or hostess. She’s thanking heaven; they kept their less-than-pallid patrons in mind, with the bartender mustering up a complimentary double of brandy for her time. Content to wait for company to present itself, the rosy-cheeked Puca makes herself comfortable on the leatherette barstool.

—she does stand out more than a bit, however, given the venetian velvet stylings of Desmodus Mori; given her newly-limited wardrobe, she had nothing red to wear. Closer to red, however, was pink— perhaps more rosy in the dim, nearly matching the flush of her skin that pressed into the frill of her neckline, that sat beneath her jewelry. Shorter than she was accustomed to, yes, but not without merit; an oddly-placed confection amidst heavy velvet drapery.

As both patron and staff-elect find their way in― as music begins to weave through the occasional word― her gilded eye lights on a familiar face, her own blooming into a beam as she beckons Regina nearer with open arms.

𝖎 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖇𝖆𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘. - for regina

“Gina!” Adeline cries gleefully, drawing her nearer to embrace her, to whisper.“I should have expected you might come!”

She grins, coy and playful, keeping Regina’s hands in her own even as she draws away. “―have you come on business or pleasure?”