Recent content by Victoria O'Connor

  1. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Victoria’s face was tense mixture of concern, frustration, and confusion. Her fighting leathers were heavily spattered with blood and the scent of the stuff was thick. It wasn’t as appetizing as it usually was, not with the harsh tang of holy water and blessed charms in the air. ”It is a...
  2. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Victoria did not understand. What in the fuck did that mean? She had felt a connection to the young one, it was true. Maybe it had been because she was the only vampire the Regiment had sent, maybe it was because she had a quiet intensity that Victoria admired, maybe it was just because she was...
  3. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Victoria turned to Harlowe's sudden outburst, curling her fingers back even further from the wooden door. At first she wondered if the young woman had been injured in the fight, or perhaps struck by a splash of holy water carelessly knocked loose, but the hall was still and no foe had been left...
  4. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    A gentle hoist and the vampire was back on her feet, although there was no look of gratitude upon her face. ”And you would have died. Painfully, and completely.” She wondered if Harlowe knew what holy water did to a vampire if fully submerged. ”Don’t think so little of me,” she said in a...
  5. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    The noise was deafening. How many of the fucking things have they got over there?! Victoria cursed to herself, taking a peak beyond the cool stone just to pull her face back in to avoid another bolt. Harlowe, despite this, continued her slow progress. The rest of the regiment moved from pillar...
  6. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Victoria ducked behind Harlowe as another bolt ripped past her face. She didn’t have the proper time to admire the shield’s craftsmanship, or work out just how it had erupted into existence, but she was glad that it had. There were steady thunks as bolt after bolt struck it. The wooden stakes...
  7. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Upstairs the tremor of Samson's charge reverberated through the floors, but few if any felt it. Armored boots stomped over the marble tiles alongside monstrous hooves and claws, and sounds of clashing steel, whistling arrows, and crunching bone overpowered all. Victoria kept close behind...
  8. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales Clashing Fangs

    Victoria curled and flexed her toes under the scalding ripples in time with Fallon's wandering fingers. She studied every sinew of the garou's neck and shoulders with her right hand while her left explored other, softer parts of her body. Silver captured her attention, and the rubies could not...
  9. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Victoria visibly wrinkled her nose at Arnold's approach and took a step back as he approached the door. Her grimace faded the closer he got, and she almost showed hope when he reached out for the handle. It was quickly replaced with frustration and even greater disgust, and she coughed at the...
  10. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Victoria winced at the heat that radiated from the door at Harlowe's approach. "It can obviously tell what we are somehow," she said impatiently, but with a hint of admiration. It was, after all, a very useful enchantment. She looked over the group of misfits, the line of their shoulders all...
  11. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales Clashing Fangs

    Victoria eyed Fallon's approach through a floor-length mirror in the corner. It was a historic item more so than functional, for when she leaned hungrily into Fallon's arms the cool silver showed the garou gripping at empty air. She felt her knees tremble at the kiss but managed to keep her...
  12. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales Clashing Fangs

    The devilish brightness in Victoria's eyes dampened at the mention of her "friends." She had hoped to keep their fantasy going just a bit longer in her head, but they would need to face reality soon enough. Better to meet it head on. "While in this castle, they are my subjects. Any tongue that...
  13. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Victoria was extra wary as they stepped through the damp tunnels, but she didn't detect any other relics or painful wards. She frowned at Harlowe's observation, for she had to agree that the twisted metal and crumbling bricks of these tunnels did not match the pristine marble overhead. "Why...
  14. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales Clashing Fangs

    "Long enough," she answered coyly, sliding a hand down Fallon's chest to her navel. Her finger bobbed lightly over each arc and contour of the body beneath and her eyes followed its path until the flash of Fallon's eyes drew her attention back. She loved those eyes, how they glimmered in the...
  15. Victoria O'Connor

    Private Tales To make unclean

    Victoria could feel her periphery return to cool darkness as the twisted iron shape was kicked from view. She blinked the tears from her eyes, her embarrassment eased by seeing so many others affected. Good, her rage was already burning bright enough. "You could look upon it." she said to...