▲ Their Coming Straight for the Castle, They Want me to be Their Queen.
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Apr 20, 2016 17:26:15 GMT -6
Post by NAEVIA BLACKWOOD on Apr 20, 2016 17:26:15 GMT -6
Naevia, Meeting, TATE BLACKWOOD lyrics @ Lana Del Rey. notes – words - 1030ish
In the Land of Gods and Monsters I was an Angel
War, a large battle fought between two or more sides that can cause many deaths of those fighting it. Naevia loves the whole concept of war, its bloody, bloody, and bloody, she loves the chaos she receives from it as it surges through her body as power. The good thing about Naevia, well bad for everyone else, is that she can control and used destruction as power, so things like wars and mass death feeds Naevia strength making her stronger, if she is in the area. All thanks to her father, Tate Blackwood, Naevia has seen the potential in her magic, she has seen the feats she could go and she is a real threat to many. She is different, no one has seen such power that she holds, though there are probably some out there, Naevia is just the only one being a walking time bomb. Naevia is truly a bomb waiting to explode because nobody knows what we will happen if she is killed, will she blow up and cause mass destruction on her way out? Nobody knows and no one is willing to find out without risking being obliterated, and Naevia loves the uneasiness.
Naevia has come to San Francisco for only one reason and that is to real as its Queen and continue her role as pack Alpha in some new terriotory. The ruins of Rome were becoming a bit old and creaky for the elaborate tastes of Naevia, her mother, the great lycan Lupa, had ruled the pack there for eons, though once Naevia became Queen she ruled in Rome for some years before constantly moving her pack looking for a new place. Naevia’s pack has its roots in all of Rome, they have the hearts and minds as Romans, war is their calling and Naevia is their Domina, their Queen, and they will fight for her until the end. Although there are some who speak against her as they see her as not a true Roman because she does have Greek blood in her as well, which is her Wiccan father, Tate. She is also not fully a lycan, which makes illegitimate in the eyes of others to rule as their pack alpha, so early on in her career as Queen, pack memebers tried to rise up against Naevia.
Now, for those who haven’t met Naevia, destruction and chaos is in her blood, she may have Greek heritage, but her heart is all Roman. She dangerous, she is deadly, and she will kill anyone if she feels like it, so those who wanted to speak up against her reign as Queen were dead. Naevia made a very bold statement that spoke loudly, by crucifying those who were against her, and having people watch what will happen to them if they spoke or fought against her. Since then it has been nothing but loyalty and fealty, and the Roman pack ruled by their Roman Queen. Naevia refuses anything to do with the Greeks, especially because of the Blackwoods casting her out of their family, deeming her an unfit choice. All because they couldn’t handle what she was as they were willing to kill her than help her, but to be honest they really couldn’t help nor save her.
Naevia understood that, she understood that the Blackwoods couldn’t help what they couldn’t understand, but to kill her was crossing the line. They made her a monster, they made her a cold-blooded killer when she didn’t have to be, at least not cold-blooded. Naevia mostly kills like she does to make a point to them that she is not to be fucked with as they should have killed her when they had the chance. Now, she is making it her mission to be a thorn in their side, especially her father’s, even-though he was the reason of her escape, she could tell he wanted her dead too. Nae is pretty sure her father has heard of her arrival and it’s only a matter of time when she was going to pop, and today was his lucky day.
The alpha female took once step onto the lawn of the blackwoods and already she could smell their scents. A lot of memories began to flood in from when she used to stay with the elder Wiccans, trying to become something she wasn’t. Back then, she used to be close with her father and tolerated her aunts, though now she considers them estranged. A smile played on the halfbreed’s lips as she walked towards the big mansion, the smell of mortals inside the home already had the lycan side of her quite excited. Once she was in front of the door, she knocked twice before awaiting some from their staff to open it. The maid spoke,” May I help you?” Naevia tilted her head to the side as she looked the mortal up and down,” You can tell daddy that his favourite daughter is home.” With that she pushed passed the mortal and waltzed inside with the mortal trying to make her to leave. Naevia ignored the mortal as she began to explore the home,” Interesting shit they have here….” The maid tried ushering Naevia out to leave,” Miss, please leave, you are intruding on private property, I will be forced to call-” Quickly, Naevia grabbed the maid by her throat, the Lycan side of getting the best of her as her eyes glowed their golden color.
Slowly her fangs began to fall into place, showing their pointed edge as a growl erupted from her throat,” I don’t think you’ll be making any calls….” Naevia said as she tightened her grip around the woman’s throat,” Now…didn’t I tell you to find my father, its important that he knows Im here.” Naevia said sounding so innocent, eventhough she is far from it,” If you can’t do that, well, you will be more useful as my lunch for the afternoon, take your pick.”
Living in the Garden Of Evil
Credit to @emily
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Post by TATE BLACKWOOD on May 17, 2016 21:35:02 GMT -6
Don't make me put you in your place You don't think I'd let you make a fool of me yes, war had been upon the mind of the warlock as of late. how could it not have been? as one fifth of the elemental wiccans who made up the blackwood clan, tate could feel the shift in the atmosphere long before the first move had been made. in the flames of the fire he could see the evil that lurked there, waiting to unleash itself upon the mortal earth. it would come in the form of battle, wolf vs vampire, yet it called to him as well. and as much as he wanted to succumb to the darkness within him, the very darkness that was waiting at his fingertips, he refrained. not a single blackwood had acted upon the battle yet, mostly because they were biding their time. it was the hopes of each of them that his was nothing but a heated argument, soon to be over. but he knew better, as he assumed his sisters did as well. soon, their intervention would become necessary for the preservation of the human race and peace between all species. if that mean eradicated the culprits all together, then that was what was warranted.
it had been quite a long time since the coven had been called together as a whole, for an ornately large matter. frankly, the last time he could remember such an occurrence had escaped him. this was big news and bad news too...bad enough that they all needed to step in. tate was vastly aware his sisters would vote for peace before anything else, while he had a different take on the situation. vampires and lycans were always going to be at war. the best way to prevent it was to teach them a lesson - one that wouldn't be forgotten for some time. stripping leaders of their power and frankly, their lives, was the only way to do just that.
casually late as usual, the warlock waltzed into the deliberation room, where his four siblings were already seated. he dealt with eye rolls and a sarcastic retort from eve before waving them all off with his hand. hung over from the previous evening, he wore shades indoors, shielding him from the bright lights of the room. it was an important matter they were to talk of and he'd be sure to pay attention, but his appearance and attitude didn't exactly suggest that. aside from his sunglasses, he was donned in nothing but a robe and fuzzy slippers. he all but threw himself in the fifth, empty chair, slouching in it.
the man lifted his hand to signal his sisters to speak but was abruptly interrupted by a frazzled housekeeper who came to alert them of an unexpected guest. "excuse my intrusion...but you should know there is someone in the foyer causing trouble. she's....a halfbreed of some sort and she's got martha by the neck!" gaze rolled at the mention of this intruder, questioning the woman further, though she was clearly in distress. "'bout yey high, red hair?" in response to her nod, tate assured his sisters he'd handle the situation. while the visit from his child was unexpected, he had to say in a sense, it was expected too. eventually he knew naevia would return. if there was anything about the child of tate that she'd retained, it was her love for stirring up trouble. "back in a flash, kiddos." he chimed to his siblings with an air of annoyance, quickly moving down the staircase with his slippers clapping obnoxiously.
gaze rested upon the beautiful young woman before he'd hit the bottom of the stairs. nonchalantly, he called out to her. "enough, naevia. martha has proved to be a very valuable employee of ours. i would have a nightmare of a time trying to replace her. would probably have to sell my soul to the devil to get someone even half as skilled at preparing my breakfast and putting up with my snarky ass." typical of him, he inserted sarcasm into a rather serious situation. only when she didn't release the fire within him caused his temper to flare slightly. ripping his sunglasses off for the first time, he scowled. "i said enough." with a flick of his hand, he sent the red head across the floor, leaving the maid to flee her grasp. by the time the whole motion had played out, he was standing just before her, arms crossed over his chest as he waited for some sort of response from her. he was supposed to put an end to her and yet, his stance was rather casual. he loved his children, even if that wasn't obviously. and besides, how could he punish someone for acting upon the urges that he too had?
hope this is okay. lemme know if i need to change it, yo template by Margie @ Adoxography v2
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▲ Their Coming Straight for the Castle, They Want me to be Their Queen.
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May 25, 2016 23:14:38 GMT -6
Post by NAEVIA BLACKWOOD on May 25, 2016 23:14:38 GMT -6
Naevia, Meeting, TATE BLACKWOOD lyrics @ Lana Del Rey. notes – words - 690ish
In the Land of Gods and Monsters I was an Angel
Naevia could smell the flesh off of the mortal, the blood coursing through its veins mixing with the flavor of human flesh, which sounds so delightful to Naevia that she just might eat the maid, then and there. Although, the Blackwood estate was probably not the grandest spot to eat their help at, mind that she is probably the most hated when it comes to her Wiccan heritage, but Naevia doesn’t care as she lives for the haters. The redheaded halfbreed had been hated all her life and when she finally found some place she could call home, she took over it as it was her birthright, given from her mother, to do so and now she the Alpha of her own pack. The pack hailing from ancient Rome, a pack of war and chaos, something Naevia just loves to play dirty and when it comes to war, Naevia will make it her mission to be there. Apparently, there was a war going on in San Francisco between the Lycans and the Vampires, which was an aged old fight, yet it was something boring to Naevia. She almost passed on the idea of even going to fight in the war, but when she heard who was living there and the place it was expected to be at, she just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to see her father again.
The daughter of Tate Blackwood now stands with his maid in her hands, who was about to become her afternoon lunch. A house warming gift from a daughter neglected because she wasn’t entirely a Wiccan, which was so sad because she had a lot of potential because a daughter of the eldest Grand Coven Wiccan is a big deal. Naevia is very powerful, mainly as a Wiccan, she has an ability that feeds off entirely on destruction and chaos, so the more chaos there is, the stronger she becomes. A nifty ability she picked, no thanks to her father, Naevia will use that to her advantage.
Naevia felt the trembles of the mortal through her grip, which only made the redhead roll her eyes in disappointment,” Why must you disappointment….” Naevia squeezed tightly,” I asked for you to find my father and instead you wanted to play hero, do you know what happens to heroes?” Naevia titled her head,” They-“ Naevia turned her attention towards her father as he turned the corner where she was standing with the maid in her hand, a smile spreading across her lips as things were about to get interesting. Naevia rolled her eyes,” Oh please, daddy, you already sold your soul once. There is no going back from that.” Naevia was about to snap the maid’s neck, but suddenly she was flung from where she was standing and lost her grip on the maid.
Instinctively, Naevia landed on her hands and feet, quickly looking up with her eyes glowing their gold color, growling dangerously, but a smile returned towards her face as she watched her father. The redheaded halfbreed stood up from her crouched position and returned herself to having more human behaviors as her eyes returned to their natural color as well as her fangs disappeared. “This time you are serious? Should have been that serious a long time ago daddy, killing me would have took a massive load off your shoulders.” Naevia said with a slight shrug as she turned her attention on the maid,” So long? Mary is it?” Naevia gave the maid a wink before her eyes wandered back to her father,” Although, Im glad you ddin’t kill me father because you doing that allowed me to do a lot of things.”
Naevia stood closer towards her father,” I got to eat a lot of people for one, and a little birdy told me that a war is coming, now if you didn’t know me any better, daddy, why would I want to come to place where war is going to strike?”
Living in the Garden Of Evil
Credit to @emily
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