LAWRENCE MURPHY
Vampire
Posts: 316
Age:
106
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Penny Bartlett
Played by:
Jodi
how does he know who he even is?
Last seen Nov 20, 2024 15:54:32 GMT
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Post by LAWRENCE MURPHY on Nov 28, 2023 19:37:18 GMT
Lawrence didn’t even want to go to The Ruby Slipper Club the previous night. Phoebe had dragged him, banging on about graduating and how they were going out with her friends to celebrate. Just because he was an emotionless asshole didn’t mean he couldn’t have a drink with his sister. Phoebe’s words, not his of course. Plus, some of Phoebe’s friends were hot, so there was a chance he could take one of them home. For her sake, he’d keep them alive. He didn’t want to listen to Phoebe yelling at him for killing one of her friends. One less headache for him since there was a massive one due to come once she found he’d taken their mom’s bones. They were buried somewhere in the woods near Mystic Falls, but Lawrence wasn’t certain on the coordinates. He didn’t care enough to properly note them down. He was on his best behaviour most of the evening. He could feel Phoebe’s eyes fixed on him, making sure he didn’t do anything wrong. He even went as far as engaging in conversation with her friends, pretending he gave a shit about what they had to say. Every now and then his mind would wander, picturing himself slamming his teeth in their neck and permanently shutting them up. Once it reached the early hours of the morning he decided he’d had enough of Phoebe and her ridiculously drunk friends. One of them was practically draping herself across him as he sat down in the booth. He shoved her legs off him harshly, almost sending her tumbling to the floor. He was done with being on his best behaviour. Phoebe wasn’t going to control him all night. Lawrence headed to the bar, grabbing the attention of one of the female employees. It was the same girl who’d been serving them free shots all night. Phoebe said something about knowing her from college. There was probably a backstory to it, but he’d stop listening. He told the bartender he needed her help with some stock in the storeroom to which she happily obliged. Soon as they stepped into the storeroom he turned on her though. Her screams were cut short by Lawrence draining the blood from her, fading into nothing but silence. He propped her up against the barrels of beer before wiping the blood from his mouth. Lawrence didn’t bother heading back into the club, he wandered off downstairs instead as he slid his phone out of his pocket. ‘Good luck getting more free shots from the bar. I’ve cut off your supplier.’ He hit send as he entered the bar. The next morning he was woken by a text message on his phone from Kit asking him to come in early, but Lawrence didn’t. He walked into the club a minute before his shift was due to start and Kit was there already waiting for him, beckoning him to Hector’s office. “What’s up?” He asked as soon as they stepped inside, not taking a seat but choosing to stand with his arms crossed, “What’s so important that you needed me here thirty minutes early? So important that you felt the need to text me at 8am.” It best be fucking important otherwise Lawrence would be snapping Kit’s neck like a twig because Lord knows he’d thought about it plenty of times over the past few years. This time he could do it without feeling any guilt. KIT CLARKE |
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KIT CLARKE
Werewolf
Posts: 136
Age:
33
Occupation:
Manager at The Ruby Slipper
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Katja De La Cruz
Played by:
Julia
"You make my cold heart warm with a touch."
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 19:01:45 GMT
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Post by KIT CLARKE on Jan 7, 2024 20:09:07 GMT
 ━ nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky ━
After it was all handled, Kit went home and scrubbed his skin raw, but it didn’t help with the dreams that night. He barely slept.
In the morning, he took it upon himself to check the cameras. He’d wanted to do it the night before, but he’d been too focused on ensuring nobody else saw their coworker dead in the stockroom, or the puddle of blood she’d left behind. There was a chance it was some vampire who’d visited and would never come again, but at least Kit could print out the grainy photo and hang it up, telling everyone to refuse him access if he did show his face.
But he didn’t have to worry about all that. He had to worry about losing another staff member on top of Santana… because it was Lawrence. Lawrence had come in with his sister and her friends, and later led Santana to the stock room to kill her. Kit went back and forth with the guy a lot, but Lawrence losing his humanity was no secret, and Kit had sworn to keep a closer eye on him. Now a girl was dead, and Lawrence had to go. Finally.
After all of the bullshit he’d caused, and the things he’d let unravel while he was on the clock, he was finally gonna be done here. Kit was only sorry it took so much to get them there.
He texted Lawrence to come in early, and when he didn’t, Kit was fucking seething. He waited by the side door until Lawrence walked in one minute before his shift started, and motioned for him to follow through the door. Kit went to Hector’s office and sat in the desk chair, trying to hold back his seething anger.
Lawrence didn’t sit, though, and while Kit had downed a vial of vervain for good measure, he didn’t like having someone standing over him. “So you did get my text.” Kit puffed (though he hadn’t thought otherwise), then pointed at the couch across from him. “Sit th’fuck down. Now.” He ordered, and shifted a foot back to put space between them, as well as turning towards the computer screen. He clicked an icon at the bottom, and a new window appeared, showing a continuous loop of Lawrence taking Santana to the stock room. There was footage inside the room, but Kit didn’t want to see it again. He pressed the space bar to stop the video, then turned to frown deeply at Lawrence. “The only reason you’re not rottin’ in a cell right now is ‘cause I can’t tell the cops a vampire killed ‘er.” He narrowed his eyes, but he knew Lawrence wouldn’t care about any of this. Maybe that's what made him the angriest in all of this. “You’re done here. Get the fuck out.”
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LAWRENCE MURPHY
Vampire
Posts: 316
Age:
106
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Penny Bartlett
Played by:
Jodi
how does he know who he even is?
Last seen Nov 20, 2024 15:54:32 GMT
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Post by LAWRENCE MURPHY on Jan 15, 2024 15:28:57 GMT
Disposing of the girl’s body didn’t even occur to him. The place was full of vampires, someone else could deal with it. Hector had plenty of compelled cleaners who had dealt with dead humans. This was just another one used as collateral damage unfortunately. He didn’t even want to kill the girl but he had to in order to send a message to Phoebe. Back the fuck off. The blood was on Phoebe’s hands too. She’d never killed a human, but she was to blame for every human Lawrence killed. The whole reason he was roaming around town draining people was because of her. He’d shut it all down to save her life. Losing that part of him was better than losing his sister. The outcome would have been the same whether Phoebe died or not. He wasn’t equipped to deal with the grief of losing his sister, so he’d probably have chosen not to feel anything at all. As soon as he stepped into Hector’s he could sense that Kit was raging. Must have been that time of the month where a full moon was due. “Yeah but it was vague. Next time try telling me why I need to come in early.” He wasn’t going to drag his ass out of bed for no reason. He looked surprised at Kit’s sudden snap, ordering him to sit down. “Alright. Jesus.” He sank down onto the couch, throwing his legs up so he was lying down. He craned himself forward to watch the video Kit was showing to him. “Nice angle.” He commented as he watched himself on the screen. His biceps were looking super defined in the video. The lightning was working wonders. “Woah… are you saying I… actually yeah you’re right I killed her.” Lawrence didn’t budge off the couch though although he was a little relieved Kit was trying to fire him. “I ain’t done anything someone hasn't done before. Hannya practically eats our male customers… also my contract doesn’t say I’m not allowed to kill people.” He threw his legs off the couch, getting to his feet, “How about we meet in the middle? I work my two week notice period then I leave.” Lawrence squared his shoulders back, ready to take down Kit if he tried to take a step towards him. KIT CLARKE |
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KIT CLARKE
Werewolf
Posts: 136
Age:
33
Occupation:
Manager at The Ruby Slipper
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Katja De La Cruz
Played by:
Julia
"You make my cold heart warm with a touch."
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 19:01:45 GMT
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Post by KIT CLARKE on Mar 10, 2024 20:21:47 GMT
━ nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky ━
“Hannya isn’t part of this discussion. And she’s never killed anyone upstairs━she hardly kills them downstairs.” He stated firmly, irritated that Lawrence was fighting this. Why the fuck did he even care? “I don’t give a fuck ‘bout your contract, s’common fuckin’ sense. And you weren’t workin’ when ya did it, anyway.”
And, somehow, he was still arguing for his fucking job. Kit stood a moment after Lawrence did, not afraid of him, especially not because of what he had pumping through his veins if Lawrence really tried going for him. He got up slowly, in no rush to defend himself, as though he didn’t really see Lawrence as a threat.
“No.” Kit growled deep in his chest, taking a step closer to Lawrence to glare down at him, getting close to his face. “Leave now, and don’t fuckin’ come back. This ain’t a negotiation.”
LAWRENCE MURPHY | omg are they gonna kiss rn? |
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LAWRENCE MURPHY
Vampire
Posts: 316
Age:
106
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Penny Bartlett
Played by:
Jodi
how does he know who he even is?
Last seen Nov 20, 2024 15:54:32 GMT
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Post by LAWRENCE MURPHY on Mar 24, 2024 18:41:08 GMT
If you listened carefully you could hear the sound of hooves as Kit rode his high horse. Fucking werewolves always thinking they were better than vampires. As if they didn’t turn into killing machines once a month. “Nah she just takes them out back and does it.” They had a demon roaming around downstairs but suddenly Lawrence was the problem? They were probably too scared to fire Hannya, Hector included. “Even more reason not to fire me. I wasn’t working, therefore I’m free to do what I like.” He shrugged. Kit stood up as well, approaching Lawrence. Someone had had a sip of courage juice this morning because Kit was an idiot if he thought he was stronger than a vampire. However, Lawrence wasn’t to break a sweat over a job he didn’t care about. Kit wouldn’t be able to fight back if Lawrence killed him instantly, but he couldn’t bring himself to snap Kit’s neck. He tried to tell himself it was because it would bring more trouble than it’s worth, but there was a chance it was because he didn’t actually want to kill Kit. So instead he focused on the sound of Kit’s heart increasing heart rate, letting his urges take over. Lawrence’s eyes darkened as the veins ran down his face. His teeth latched onto Kit’s neck for a few seconds before the burning sensation took over. Lawrence jumped back, coughing violently as Kit’s blood ran from his mouth onto the floor. “Clever.” He flashed Kit a grin as he wiped the blood from his mouth, “So you were expecting me to bite you, eh? Kinky.” He let out another cough, wiping the blood from his lips, “I’d offer to clean that up but I don’t work here anymore.” He gestured towards the floor. Fuck Kit and fuck his vervain blood. KIT CLARKE - wrap it up bitch |
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KIT CLARKE
Werewolf
Posts: 136
Age:
33
Occupation:
Manager at The Ruby Slipper
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Katja De La Cruz
Played by:
Julia
"You make my cold heart warm with a touch."
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 19:01:45 GMT
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Post by KIT CLARKE on Apr 8, 2024 21:49:23 GMT
━ nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky ━
He wished he could. But then he'd just be as bad as Lawrence.
Instead, Kit punched him hard, then pressed his claws into his own palm to draw blood, grabbing Lawrence’s arm as he did, and burning him at the same time. The sizzling sound was pretty fucking satisfying. His other hand hooked into Lawrence’s pants and he lifted the vampire like a battering ram, except he tossed him onto the hallway floor on the first throw. “Stay th’fuck out.” Kit snapped, then slammed the office door closed, and let out a heavy breath as he collapsed back onto Hector’s chair. Running the upstairs was fine, but the downstairs? Kit was missing Hector more than he’d care to admit.
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