Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2017 6:59 am Post subject: Claire and Clover
Clover Khiev is a regular ass guy, although there were some interesting notes about him. He was probably historically one of the larger Cambodian men to ever exist, he was tall and sculpted, broad shouldered with big hands. His hair was dark, long and tousled but with curious white bangs due to his Poliosis. While it was strange, it complimented his other features well. He is also an immigrant, his family coming over to the states when him and his sister were very little.
His given name at birth is actually Phuong but upon starting schools in the states it seemed appropriate to pick a new name. Something a little 'whiter,' so he has gone by Clover sine he was a boy. His family has been overwhelming supportive of him and his life, the different paths he's chosen. Whether he was bringing home a girl or a boy, or when he got his nose pierced, his parents or sister have never complained or been rude.
However, the most interesting thing about him that in spite of his family's loving relationship, he has yet to reveal to anyone is...That he's a vampire.
It happened a couple years ago, he was working the night shift at seven eleven while trying to finish school. In a rather less than momentous exchange, he was led from his post inside by the hypnotic eye of a handsome vampire. While technically assault, he was kind enough to spare Clover and leave him with a brief run down of the rules, it was still an adjustment. Clover previously didn't even believe in any supernaturals.
So fast forward, Clover was in...some bad shape. He'd gotten a job a blood bank (how lucky) but he had taken some time off for a cousins wedding so he hadn't eaten in a while. It was late now as he was staggering home through the bronx. He felt weak, nauseous, his vision was definitely blurring. What was he supposed to do? Blood banks were closed, he'd never attacked someone before and he hadn't planned on it.
Small prey.
Clover was an animal lover, in his human life he was a vegetarian. He felt guilty even considering feeding on an animal. But what choice did he have now? He wandered into into an alley in hopes of finding anything, cat, rat or dog.
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Claire Bendito knew from a very early age that she and her family weren't exactly "normal" and not for the normally abnormal reasons that made a family "not normal". Firstly, she had grown up in a busy household made up of primarily women mostly because Bendito women only had girls, as was such for generations until Ricky, Claire's twin brother, made a surprising and miraculous entrance into the world just minutes after her. Secondly, she had grown up well aware of all the supernatural hullabaloo in New York. Thirdly, she
was aware because she and the rest of her family, Ricky exempt, were all brujas.
She came from a long line of magic women, all of whom had their own individual talents and worked various magics that made them all prosperous in one way or another. Claire's mother, for instance, was a woman who specialized in love and love potions. Claire chalked this up to the fact that her mother was a hopeless romantic, though very foolish from the stories she'd heard from her aunts. Her aunt, Luz, could take one look at someone's palm and tell them, with grave accuracy, their fortune for the next five years. Her grandmother, though now technically deceased, could put together the most successful good luck charms that she had ever seen. So long as you had one of Luisa Bendito's charms, you could never go wrong.
And then there was Claire, one of the most peculiar of the lot.
Claire Benedito tried to make herself a well rounded bruja, able to put together charms, hexes, spells, and everything of that sort. She'd even taught herself to read tarot cards with enough accuracy. However, there was one thing that Claire specialized in and that was death.
From a very early age, Claire was able to predict a death so long as it was going to occur soon enough in the near future, but it wasn't until the accident much later on in her life that she gained the ability to cross between the veil so to speak, able to confer with the dead and, under the right circumstances bring them back.
She was unaware that tonight was a night she'd perhaps have to use this ability on one of her very own: her cat, Seņor Box.
She had just locked up the bodega downstairs and was halfway up the stairs that led to the apartment her family shared when the aforementioned cat leaped from her arms and made a mad dash towards an open window in the hallway that led to a fire escape in the alley. She watched as he jumped from the fire escape to the alley below. With a roll of her eyes and a sigh, she turned back around on the stairs and reluctantly went to collect her cat. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Clover was practically dragging himself down this alley now, the palest he had ever been. He wondered if his maker was this desperate when he bit Clover? He slumped over finally, throwing his back against a brick wall and sinking down onto his butt. His mossy hazel eyes rolled up, zeroing in on a cat hopping down into the alley.
Sorry mister kitty.
With his last ounce of strength, he moved so fast from his spot on the ground to where the cat was landing. He caught the cat in his arms, he furrowed his brows in remorse (briefly).
"Sorry..." He uttered before throwing his head back and sinking his fangs into the poor little kitty.
Claire had just made it back outside and was rounding the front of the bodega to the alley on the other side when she heard Seņor Box let out a frantic hiss and wail. She hurried into the alley and let out a loud gasp when she saw her cat being man handled and sucked down like a Caprisun.
"Put my cat down!" She yelled, not minding at all that his man was a vampire, just he fact that he was trying to turn her cat into dinner.
She bounded into the alley and grabbed a trash can lid as she rushed by, instantly swinging it at the vampire as she cursed at him. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Clove sucked on the cat quite ravenously, pausing only once a girl started swinging a trashcan lid at him, snapping him out of his primal state. He sort of gasped, surprised, pulling away from the cat but not yet releasing him.
"Sorry! Sorry! This is your cat, isn't it?" He sputtered, embarrassed. But not that you know, he was a vampire who was caught in the act. Just that, he was sucking on a cat at all and said cat belong to a very pretty girl.
Clover dropped the cat and raised his hands up in surrender.
"Sorry, I'm sorry. It's been a long weekend, I haven't eaten." Clover tried to explain. "He'll be okay, I didn't get much. Just uh, maybe some neosporin for the punctures, to prevent infection."He offered sheepishly.
Claire hucked the lid at the vampire before scrambling to gather up her cat into one arm while casting a protection ward in the air in front of her with a bitter snarl on her round face.
"It was a long weekend so you eat the first creature you see? I have long weekends, too, but I never attack innocent cats!" She seethed at him before going to check on Seņor Box. He was shaken but he'd live. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
"I mean, you wouldn't, since you don't survive on blood. And I thought it would be better than assaulting a person, which point taken, I guess it's not." Clover retorted, puffing out his cheeks a little bit in frustration before pinching the bridge of his nose and wincing his eyes shut. He'd gotten enough to tie himself over for the trek home, but he still wasn't feeling well.
Being yelled out certainly didn't help, but, it was warranted. What can you do?
"I'm really sorry, I know you won't believe me, but I would've never killed him." He pressed his apology again.
"You're right, I don't believe you." Claire spat, still fussing over the cat. "You know, if the Society knew you let yourself get so hungry, you'd get fined." _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
The Society? Clover thought. What the heck even is that? Oh well. He shook off the thought.
"I guess that's fair. I work at a blood bank, this never happens, or at least it hadn't. I have this huge family, cousin was getting married so it had just been chaos this weekend, I wasn't looking out for myself. Surely that's something you could've related to at least once in your life?" Clover said.
Claire went to retort that she'd never almost ended a life making her mistakes, but that wasn't entirely true. She squinted at the vampire, bitter but not willing to admit defeat.
"You'd better just leave this neighborhood's cats alone or so help me I'll cast a hex so bad on you that all your hair will fall out." She said. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
"Like I said, not a normal thing, I'm not sure that's anybody's type." Clover shrugged before raising his brows at her threat.
"A hex so bad...It will make all my hair fall out." He repeated but posed like a question. "That is...Pretty bad." He added, biting back a bit of a smile. It was probably a pretty upsetting threat for some people and he was sure that was like, a slap on the wrist sort of hex. But it made him smile for some reason, although if she had threatened anything else short of staking him, he still would've smiled.
Claire bristled, raising her hand her free arm in a readied manner, as if to cast a spell.
"If that's too funny for you, I can do something worse, like make your flesh rot or your limbs fall off." She said. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
"Well, if that happened would I be dead or just, you know, an oblong?" He asked, referencing a popular classic adult swim cartoon. He stood up then from his previously crouched position, revealing his full height. Extending his hand out to her and edging closer, "my name's Clover." he offered then, a friendly introduction. "What's your name?"
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