Thorek smokes. He has since he was fifteen. While he’s an ice-core, the heat and burns of smoking is something he’s grown accustomed to and he hardly notices it anymore, although sometimes if he’s smoking for too long he’ll be sweaty by the time he’s done.
Most of the time, he smokes tobacco from a pipe but will also smoke cigarettes and weed. Weed is something he almost never did after the 1950s, but he began to do it a bit more with Jeremy although it’s still a rare occasion thing.
He was very open about his smoking until the 1980s when people were beginning to really become against it. Now he hides it out of shame. Because of his healing, he doesn’t really have any of the normal physical symptoms like the teeth and nails, but he does smell like smoke.
°˖ ✧◝ .* Eli Thorvold Walker-Castren *. ◜✧˖ °
Dolly and Thorek’s eldest son. He takes after his dad with his cool and calm demeanor, ice powers, and coloring. But make no mistake, he is a Walker and he won’t take any disrespect lying down.
He has two pitbulls named Sugar ((all white with blue eyes)) and Spice ((all black with red eyes)) and a teacup piglet named Hamlet ((splotchy pink and black)), enjoys peppermints, and was born on Christmas.
Jeremy being the most popular dad at parent-teacher conference/coffee with the principal/any school event because he brings enough booze for all the parents to spike their drink to help muddle through it.
Isa continued to give Jeremy her big, wide eyes as she let out a few playful whimpers to coax him into doing what she wanted.
"Pweaseee?" she further begged, tugging at the sleeve of his coat.
Jeremy rolled his eyes.
"Alrigghhtt," he agreed with a light sigh, leaning down to give her a kiss. God, she had him on a ball and chain now, but he strangely didn’t care. "I’d build you another treehouse, but we don’t really have any trees on the property so you’re gonna have to settle for a little clubhouse."
Jeremy immediately wrapped an arm around her. She was tiny, and cute to boot. She also looked like, while possibly innocent, fun between the sheets.
"Tell me about yourself, pretty doll," he cooed to her. He wasn’t too worried bout time. Jeremy had nowhere important to be. "How was your day?"
Isa stiffened up some when the man had wrapped an arm around her shoulders. She could almost feel herself shrinking even more. ”U-Well my day has been fairly okay so far.” she stammered to answer as she smiled up at him, a nervous laugh slipping from her lips. She tugged a bit on the sleeve of her light pink top.
"What’d you do in school today?" he encouraged her to talk. His partner was making faces at the two, but Jeremy ignored him. "Hm? Study anything interesting? You know that stuff’s important, pretty doll."
Reaver gave a mental, wicked grin but outside gave a kind smile.
"Of course, Doll-Face! I have just the thing!" he cooed to her. "Why don’t you shower while I go get something for you and come back?"
He had in mind one of the new string bikinis his company had designed. They had a single, modest piece but Logan be damned. He wasn’t going to pass up a chance to put the young princess in something that really showed off her curves to the boys of Albion. Especially since he and Logan were mainly the only ones. After all, there was a private section of the beach that was for royalty only.
Dolly’s face lit up and she beamed happily, “Oh Sir Reaver you’re the best!” She gushed and gave him a quick hug before going to take a nice hot bath to get the day started.
The maids that came in to assist the princess eyed Jeremy warily when he started chuckling darkly and skirted around him to quickly go into the bathroom and start the hot water.
While Jeremy was gone she had her hair washed and soaked in expensive rose oil.
Jeremy chuckled, and he returned the hug before moving to go and get the promised fashion. He knew exactly what he wanted, and he quickly picked up before strolling back to the palace.
Dolly was ready to go, dressed for now in a casual dress. He handed her the shopping sack with the outfit. He had also picked up some matching glasses that would protect her sun from the eyes, as well as a new matching towel. Only the finest for royalty.
"There you go, Doll-Face. Albion’s finest and newest fashion."
"Only if we can pull it off flawlessly," Valerie replied, smirking at the other ghost. She and Jeremy were meeting in private, as they both had the feeling that Thorek wouldn’t approve of what they were planning.
Jeremy gave a playful scowl.
“You didn’t make me any breakfast? Rude,” he lightly scoffed. He had eaten enough for four people before he came, but food was food. He wouldn’t turn down a second breakfast. “Yeah, she doesn’t suspect anything. What about Snowball?”
"I didn’t make breakfast, period," Valerie replied easily. "Thorek made breakfast before he left. I just reheated it, is all." She shook her head. "Keep that up, though, and I’ll have to tell Isa she isn’t feeding you enough apparently." It was a joke, and an old one by this point. All of them knew that Jeremy was a bottomless pit when it came to food.
"I stayed up late enough last night that I’m pretty sure Thorek thinks I’m still crashed," She replied. She followed it up with a yawn. "Truth be told… I kinda wish I were. But that’s okay. I can take a nap after we’re done getting things set up. I have had a couple days where I ended up being exhausted all day for no apparent reason, so if I claim it today, I don’t think Thorek would be suspicious. Still," She added as she stepped back into the house long enough to grab the few things she herself needed, "We should probably do this as quick as possible, just in case I do actually decide to turn narcoleptic today."
Jeremy gave a light scowl at her. Isa was always on his ass about how much food he consumed, and how she could barely keep up with him. If Roxi took after him, they’d quickly eat through all of their money.
“Chill out, I ate before I came here,” he commented, making a face at her. Despite his words, he went to their fridge and pulled out a giant bag of grapes to take with him. He popped a few into his mouth. “Then let’s get rolling and get shit done. I’ll take us to my place and we can drive from there so that we don’t have to carry all the crap. Isa’s doing some big charity thing at Roxi’s school, I told her I had to go to class so she should be gone.”
//Hey now everyone needs to go follow thehuntedhuntress because she’s Senpai, okay?
//I’m going to be slowly trying to churn out all the replies while I fix my ugly awful theme and work on Thorek’s biography so that I can finally reveal this big part of his past that I’ve been working on.
Jeremy pulled down the sunglasses and poked the anon’s eyes.
"Many things that I cannot openly say," he commented with a small smirk. "But I think you’re looking personality-wise, aye? They’re always wanting to know personality-wise for some dumb reason. I’d probably say he’s just cute overall. Little stumbling ball of nervousness and pretending he’s some big strong bad boy that can take me on," he chuckled. "Just absolutely adorable in that, as well as that smile."