severe voice testing for this oc

[notrenessmee]

Really? Honey, I was doing just fine in that cozy headspace of yours. Really, I was. If you must bother an OC of yours, try the loud silver-haired one or that docile artist boyfriend of hers. You do that often enough, you don't need to bother me. Am I right?

[Pause.]

Well, at least I tried to get out of this. They're right, you really are persistent. Figures.

Don't think I'm delighted to be out here, though. The only reason I can think of to thank you for bringing me out here is that it means I don't have to deal with my knight on his shining motorcycle. By the way, he's an absolute dick. Thank you so much.

[A sigh.]

As long as it means getting Mom out, I guess it's worth it. I'll deal with full bloods wanting me dead, hunters wanting me dead, and that asshole if it means we can be a family again.

By the way, I'd demand you change this username if you hadn't spelled the reference wrong. Way to go, sweetie.

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[notaraptorwhisperer]

[Hey. Hey. Fistbump for usernames about what they're not? Except, you know, that's not how she rolls.]

It could always be worse?

[notrenessmee]

Yeah. I could actually be caught by one of those clans. Think I'd prefer that to the hunters, though--they're taught not to see people like me as human, despite being half human. So it's easier for them to kill us, you see? Pretty shitty, if you ask me, especially since I have no plans on working with any damn vampires except Mr. Knightly McDickface. Ever.

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[notaraptorwhisperer]

[This face for a moment, her tentacles twisting behind her.]

[notaraptorwhisperer]

I was going to say that at least you have a mother.

[Also, you're talking to the red-eyed tentacle girl about being not seen as human?]

[notrenessmee]

[Touche, touche. Sometimes her bitterness blinds her a bit. Her expression softens--but only by a little.]

That's true, even if she's in a brightened cell that will drive her nuts after a while. I plan to rescue her before that can happen, so that couldn't be any more null and void. ...what happened to yours? [Tact. She has very little.]

[notaraptorwhisperer]

Died.

[Eleria can return bluntness in kind! She usually doesn't, because she's pretty sure the only reason she's alive is because she plays so nice with humans, but...]

[notrenessmee]

My condolences.

[That's something Sophia dreads way too many moments of her life. That she'll be too late, after believing for years that she had already lost her mother.]

[notaraptorwhisperer]

[...]

It's fine. It was a while ago, now.

[Like, a whole three years (which is admittedly something like a fifth of Eleria's life).]

A brightened cell?

[notrenessmee]

Yeah, vampires don't do well with sunlight. My mother's one of the really old ones, and even though those ones have overcome most of their problems with the sun? Extended periods of exposure to it can still be damaging, usually leading to absolute insanity after a while.

How about those vampires? They're pretty kind to those they view betrayed them, aren't they? Real nice friends.

[notaraptorwhisperer]

[Eleria's brow knits, and she considers this, and it sounds pretty awful, but...]

... What... is a vampire?

[notrenessmee]

[That's a new one.]

To put it simply, they're creatures who hunt at night and feed off the blood of human beings. While they can survive off other types of blood, I've human blood is preferred. [A beat, and her lips curl into a smirk:] They're also the victims of some really crappy supernatural romance novels.

[notaraptorwhisperer]

[Hey, you're all new ones for her. What the hell is a "supernatural romance novel"? The only word in there she knows is romance, and it's not a word she's ever had anything to do with.

In any case, she's nodding in understanding, muttering,] Like a demon, then.

They sound like assholes.

[notrenessmee]

Yeah, like demonic assholes. You catch on pretty quickly.

I'm Sophia. And you are? You do have a name, right darling? [With how she's seen humans treat those unlike them, she's not entirely sure she can assume.]

[notaraptorwhisperer]

I do. It's Eleria.

[She pauses, then says, in her mildest most well-mannered tone,] I'm not human, either.

[notrenessmee]

Gathered that much, honey. I don't see many humans with tentacles. [But she's grinning, so her words are in more friendly humor than anything else.] I find those fascinating, by the way.

[Sophia had a great interest in the abnormal before finding out that she herself fell into that category. Despite that discovery, it's not something that's completely gone away.]

[notaraptorwhisperer]

[Eleria hesitates for a moment, suddenly self-conscious, and curls them tightly against her back, as she warns Sophie, all her earlier assurance dissolving into nerves and awkwardness,]

They're... supposed to be bad luck. And you probably don't need any more of that.

[notrenessmee]

Rest assured, sweetcheeks--I probably couldn't get any more bad luck, even if I actively tried to. It'd probably screw up the system and turn my luck into the good kind.