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{"I could destroy the world faster than you could achieve World Peace"}

{ Full Name }
Ashley Anderson Vincent
{ Nicknames }
Ash
{ Alias / Known As }
Dragon Princess
{ Age }
Twenty; 20
{ Gender Identity }
Female
{ Orientation }
Homosexual
{ Nationality }
African American/Caucasian | American
{ Role }
Supernatural | Dragon/Dryad/Demon

{ Personality }
Before Ashley met Victoria, she was an innocent butterfly. Wouldn't harm a fly and easily brought a smile to everyone's face. Her best friend was her older brother Andrew. But when she was about 10 she met Victoria Montez. And interesting demon that intrigued Ashley. Ashley had trusted everyone she met around that time of her life. But she didn't know what Victoria was up too. By the time her friends and family found her she was corrupted beyond belief. Her thoughts unpure and evil. Ashley no longer trusts anyone would rather be with out them. Ashley became more seductive and hot headed with age.

Ashley doesn't have any friends and she believes that friends are created to stab you in the back. Everytime she makes a new friend she finds out that they used her and then she has to kill them. The amount of people that she had to eradicate because of false loyalty is way too many. It's best if Ashley doesn't make any friends and she tries not to. Sometimes she finds someone that intrigues her, but that does not last long. The only person she only trusts is Victoria. In fact Ashley loves Victoria even if Victoria won't love her back. The one sided love and the need to always satisfy Victoria, might be the only thing keeping her going.

Ashley has learned the art of manipulation and uses that to her advantage. And she is almost a natural born liar. Ashley likes the thought of power in her hand. She likes to be on top and everything she does is to benefit herself. She cheats and plays dirty to get what she wants. And if she needs to rid of a few people she won't mind doing so. Anything extra is because she had free time. Even though Ashley looks like the little girl that used to put a smile on your face, she is whole knew person. And she would much rather watch the world burn.

{ Powers }
Ability to change into a dragon || Her dragon is black in color and large. It is able to breathe fire and fly. It takes a lot of energy to be able to shift between dragon and human. She can potentially lose her human side when she shifts. Her mother could also find her in her dragon form so she just tries to stay away from it.
Ability to manipulate the earth || She can move anything from rocks to plants. She must have full concentration on what she is trying to manipulate. She cannot change the shape of the earth no matter how much she tries. Can only use this ability in the earth realm.
Ability to move throughout the different realms || Doesn't require energy to shift through realms. Can only open a portal big enough for two people. And she has to wait a while before opening a different portal.
Enhance Abilities || Her senses are heightened. But when she is using one sense the others are dulled. She can run faster than the average human, but she is limited to how far. Unfortunately she isn't fast enough to cross water. Takes more energy to run than it does to change into a dragon. She is stronger as well, but she can only lift about the size of two average size cars.
{ Talents (not power-related) }
Singing
Lying
Manipulating People
Stealth
{ Flaws (not power-related) }
Hard-Headed
Doesn't Trust Others
Cannot Cook or Bake
Would Rather be alone while doing something

{ Family }
Kristina Anderson || Mother || Dragon
Thomas Vincent || Father || Dryad
Andrew Vincent || Brother || Dryad/Dragon
{ Notable Relationships (if any) }
Ashley Montez || Close Friend/Lover(??)

So begins...

Ashley Vincent's Story

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#2015-06-23 20:42:06, as written by Kaeru

Eida & Alec

Eida scoffed for what felt like the tenth time that morning, her hand instinctively reaching for the wet wipes she kept beside her mirror at all times. With a rather disgruntled expression, Eida wiped the makeup from her eyes and threw the wipe down in the bin, releasing a barely audible squeak of disapproval as she did so. It was, approximately, her tenth time trying to make it even on both eyes. Her crazy, irrational, perfectionist self had prevented her from simply 'going with it', as her brother called it. Speaking of her brother... Eida did a little twirl as she spun on her heel, eyes narrowing in on the limp form which lay lazily upon her bed. She scoffed, yet again, and threw the entire packet of wet wipes. They landed on his stomach, eliciting a winded grunt from the teen. His head lifted so that he could glance at her, before he released an audible sigh. "For the last time, I'm not doing it for you." She tilted her head to one side. "Okay, I'm not doing it for you again."

It was - at the very least - another twenty minutes before Eida was finally pleased enough with her appearance that she was able to leave the room. Alec trailed after her, cradling his arm with a flushed expression. Eida skipped down the hallway, her body practically twitching with barely-controlled glee. "Thanks for helping me out, bro!" she yipped as she made her way down the flight of stairs leading to the ground floor - or lobby - of the hotel. It was still incredibly early, all things considered, so when she threw herself into the kitchen for breakfast she wasn't entirely surprised that she found no one in there but herself and her quietly muttering brother. Alec made a straight line for the fridge, hissing as he lifted his arm to open the door. He pulled out some milk and threw it to his sister, who had already gotten the cereal. While she grabbed the bowels, he grabbed the spoons; they both set them down at the same time, and fought for the right to pour their cereal first, before doing so again with the milk mere moments later. This was a battle they faced almost every morning.

It wasn't until Alec tucked into his bowel that he realised they hadn't made a third for Alexis. He gave his sister a quick glance, which seemed to have sent the message well and clear. Eida scuttled off towards the door, swinging it open and swallowing a moment as if to brace her vocals for the onslaught they faced. "Alexis!" Eida called, hoping that the silence of the hotel would carry her vocals far enough. "You want a bowl of cereal? Or something?" Truth be told, she didn't even know what her Aunt happened to be doing at that time, but upon the checking of her watch she realised they had a little over half an hour to leave, so she didn't hurry. Gesturing to Alec, he used his back to keep the door propped open in case of a response, as Eida threw her spoon into her bowl eagerly.

Alexander and Scavenger

"I don't know why you're so nervous," muttered Scavenger as her pale optics followed the older man who appeared to be pacing the room breathlessly. "She'll most likely just be happy to see her husband again." Alex halted. Though his expression was one of unfathomable passivity, his eyes were dark and hard as they shifted towards her; they settled for a few moments before wandering aimlessly on. Alexander didn't bother to utter a response. Too involved in his own train of thought was he that actual words were something of an impossibility. Lips twitching with the urge to move, Alex grumbled something incoherent, and continued on about the room, from one corner to the next. Scavenger merely shook her head, and threw her arms out in the air with a grunt as she attempted to drag herself up off of the arm chair.

They were in Alex's apartment at that time. It was a nice little place, although the only furniture - excluding the bathroom and kitchen - in the place was a bed and a chair, both located in the living area. Alex had to move ever since Scavenger decided to pay him a visit and ended up barrelling through the portal, onto his bed. He did not seem pleased about that. He'd proceeded to throw the bed through the doorway out of the room the following morning, but not after throwing her about the place first. He was a strict one, that Alex. Scavenger's gaze travelled to the doorway, which barely qualified as such. Upon trying to fit the bed through, Alex had realised that it didn't fit, and decided it was easy just to create a gaping hole in his apartment as opposed to dismantling the bed and building it again. An amused grunt filled the silence.

"We should go," Alex finally spoke, causing Scavenger's head to swivel around, pale eyes fixating on his face. His face lacked emotion, but his eyes held a hurt that could not be described with words. Huffing, she nodded and stepped forward a little, extending her arm. Alex, with an increasing sense of hesitance, did the same; their hands met but Alex's grip was practically non-existent, leaving Scavenger to shift her hand and curl her fingers around his wrist instead. In an instant, they appeared behind the school.

Both making their way around to the front of the building, they parted ways to prevent rousing suspicion. As far as the citizens of Parkwood were concerned, Alex and Scavenger were complete strangers. Teacher and pupil. Nothing more, nothing less. While Alex continued on down the hallway, Scavenger turned right at the first corridor and started towards her first class of the day: Maths. Alex had a class to teach, anyhow. English Literature, if he remembered correctly. Thankfully, he was able to make it through the hallway without encountering any of his family. Upon discovering the location of his classroom, Alex entered and set his case down on the desk at the front, clearing his throat. None of them were present, but no doubt they would begin to flood in once the morning bell rang. He just hoped he wouldn't get any of his grandchildren.

Kellin

Kellin's dark eyes focused finally, eyelids peeling themselves open to reveal... absolutely nothing. His personal quarters in the Wraith Realm were caked in complete darkness. Therefore, even when his sight became clear, he could see nothing but the subtle outlines of his furniture. Groaning loudly, he shifted so that he could prop his upper weight up with his arms, eyes continuing to peer into the gloom for a further minute before he even made the attempt to move from beneath the covers. Padding slowly over to the windowless hole in the side of the building he'd been calling home for the last three years. It was a dreary little castle-type foundation; the outer appearance suggested that one punch from a supernatural being and the entire structure would crumble instantly. Reflecting upon this, Kellin barely held in a sigh. How pathetic...

Kellin fought to turn his entire form around, pushing himself to walk towards the bedroom door. It swung open immediately, revealing a portly man in his late fifties, standing perfectly still with his head lowered. To either side of him stood a girl; pale-skinned, tall, plain-faced and shapeless. They, too, held their gaze to the ground, their hands clasped together in front of them. "Sir Davenport," the middle-aged man practically cooed, tipping his over-sized body forward. The action caused Kellin to move backwards, lest the man's balding head slap into his bare chest. He didn't think he could prevent the general awkwardness of such a situation from turning into anger. He really didn't want to have to kill this man; he was a fairly good servant, as far as they went. Annoying and jiggly as he was, he served Kellin well. "Don't call me that," the younger man replied, turning once more and padding into the centre of the room. "Come on in, Jerry. Upon command, Jerry did just that, the two younger girls trailing silently behind him, eyes still down on the floor. They were new, as far as Kellin knew, but he shrugged it off.

After about an hour had passed, Kellin had been fully washed and dressed. He wore a button-up and some jeans; his usual attire. Standing in the middle of his room once more, Kellin was left with nothing to do. He'd refused his grandfather's command to return to school, but he was not altogether denying that returning to Parkwood on the whole was necessary to their plans. Releasing a short huff, Kellin sat extended his arms and splayed his fingers out into the empty space before him. He squinted his eyes closed as a heavy concentration overcome him. A trick he'd learned ever since meeting Lexi was to pinpoint her exact location, and use it to travel through the Realms. Upon picking this up, he'd quickly tried it out on Alexander and Scavenger (even though neither of them got along too well). As a black space opened up in front of him, a mischievous grin slithered across Kellin's lips and pulled them back to reveal a set of white teeth. He hopped through.

Upon entering Mark's Mansion, the first person he took notice of was Lexi. He took this opportunity, with her back turned to him, to run up nearly silently and wrap his arms around her from behind, nuzzling her neck almost ravenously. "Miss me?" he teased.

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#2015-06-24 01:37:23, as written by Simple_Imperfections

Ashley started up at the white ceiling, coming up with the many reasons why she shouldn't be going to college. For one she was a dragon/demon/fae and heir to a throne if she manages to kill off the rest of her family. Ashley will not need anything that she learns to take over the world. And Ashley never liked school. Her eyes gazed over to the clock and a heavy sigh escaped her lips. She was going to school. If her mother still loved her, she would be proud. Her eyes went to her phone and she took hold of it. For some reason she keeps expecting Victoria to need her or call her. But it never happens. It may never happen. But Ashley will keep checking. And she will keep hoping. Pushing herself up, she swung her legs over so that her feet were touching the ground. With a yawn, she was up and running around her apartment getting ready for school. She looked over herself in the mirror and was rather satisfied with her look. Grabbing her back pack and cellphone she left the apartment.

Ashley ran her fingers through her hair as she kept gazing down at her phone every once in a while. She doesn't need me right now.. She walked down the street. Ashley could just appear before the college, but she wasn't exactly eager to get there on time. Adjusting her backpack, she walked up the steps. Her first class was science. If they taught her how to blow things up, she would be more excited for the class. Ashley headed inside and looked around for anyone she knew. Then she started looking around for family. Not that she wanted to see them. In fact she was going to avoid them. Family was dangerous. Especially with the mayhem she created when she was younger and then pretty much ditching them for a demon that doesn't even want her. Getting to her classroom, she took a seat and waited.

Amorie has been sitting at her window ledge for about an hour or two. She was completely dressed for school and she was completely annoyed. Some ghost had woken her up early and demanded help. Amorie tried so hard to convince the ghost that another five minutes of sleep would do the reaper some good, but it wasn't having it. So for an hour she helped the ghost find peace. Sort of. Amorie was a bit bitter when she passed the soul on, so it isn't all that peaceful. Since she couldn't go back to sleep she just decided to get dressed. But she was really early. So she sits on the ledge. Amorie watched the sun rise. She watched the early birds catch the worm and the second mouse get the cheese. But she was ready to go to school. "Amorie?" She turned to see her dad all dressed up in a business suit. She raised an eyebrow before standing up. "I am going to be gone all day. No boys. No parties. No raising people from the dead." The brunette rolled her eyes. No that she ever followed the first rule. He kissed her forehead and then just vanished. "Typical. Didn't leave food money." Just as she said that, one hundred dollars appeared on her desk. A smile formed on the blondes face. "Thanks dad."

The reaper checked the clock once more and realized that she should be heading to school. Or to Alec's house. Alec's house sounded better. She could just walk to school with him and Eida. Grabbing her phone she texted him.
[TO] Alec
[MSG]I'm coming over.
Amorie didn't think she needed to ask since he lives in a hotel and its open to everyone. Leaving the house, she started heading towards the hotel. When she got there she walked inside and saw a girl ringing the bell. Amorie smiled. "Alec! I'm waiting for you in the lobby." She called out. She threw herself onto the couch and started playing games on her phone.

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#2015-06-24 16:36:05, as written by Kaeru

Eida & Alec

As Eida lifted the spoon into her mouth, the first thing she actually became aware of was the overwhelming sounds of her Aunt's boots crashing against the stairs; having been living with Alexis for as long as she could remember, Eida knew instantly that this was not a good sign. The lack of colour on her brother's face only confirmed it, really. They were both about to get one hell of a tongue-lashing. Alec practically threw his body out the doorway, only a second before Alexis entered the kitchen. Eida stood in complete silence as Alexis questioned her, before she shrugged her shoulders subtly, expression one of innocent fear. "Well... not now," she huffed, struggling to get the words out with a full mouth. Alec didn't bother contributing to the conversation. Instead, he turned and set the empty bowl into the sink, watching as his sister set her bowl down on the kitchen counter. It was a while before anyone said anything, but they both spun around to stare at Alexis when they heard the sound of glass shattering against the kitchen floor. In the next second she was gone, and the siblings were left stunned.

Another few moments passed by, with Eida making her way out of the kitchen just as an unfamiliar girl rang the bell in the lobby. Eida's eyes travelled to her almost immediately; she didn't recognise her from school. In this same second, one of Alec's friends entered and began to call for him. Eida lost interest pretty quickly, and instead turned towards the girl from before. Her grandmother wasn't around, and probably wouldn't come downstairs before this little encounter became awkward, so Eida simply stepped behind the counter. With her arms raised to rest her elbows on the wood, and her chin resting in her hands, Eida smiled. "How many I help you then, Miss..?" she asked, pausing. All the while, Alec had begun to walk towards his friend, a rather serious expression painted onto his features. He didn't bother sitting down beside her, but merely shot her a quick glance again. "We should go," he mumbled, temporarily distracted by the couple who came in, "before my weird ass family finds one more way to completely confuse and/or annoy me this morning." With that, Alec began to make his way towards the door, retrieving an umbrella from the holder to the side of it. He flicked the little tab once he was outside, and raised it above his head.

Alex

Alex's gaze was dragged upwards from his desk as a sudden burst of power became noticeable to him suddenly. Not only that, but it was located directly in front of him. It took a while for Alex's mind to register that he was seeing his daughter, Alex. She must have teleported, or some other method of travel, because otherwise he would've sensed her coming down the hall. But, at that moment, her transportation as the least of his concerns. His daughter, his actual daughter, was stood before him, staring at him. Alex was silent under her stare, until a look of realisation crossed her features and immediately his own gaze travelled to the girl sat in the room. She didn't seem to phased, as she went back to reading her book quietly and without much fuss.

Alex released an audible sigh, but didn't speak for a while, until... "You're probably waiting for an explanation," he murmured, as his hands busily worked to set out pieces of paper, textbooks and other such items which had been provided for him upon accepting the job. He glanced briefly at one of the books and snorted his amusement aloud. Othello, one of Shakespeare's great tragedies, and thoroughly unenjoyable to read. "I'm not going to go into details," he continued, pausing briefly to examine a piece of paper which he lifted to his face, before letting it drop to the desk, "but the last three years have been... interesting. I came to a realisation, it would seem, that this world is terribly divided... This world is a horrible place of war, of death and destruction. I think you'd be proud to know your old man is working to change that." He looked up then, an unsettling smile working its way across his lips. Every now and then, he would glance at the other girl, but she seemed to have placed some headphones in her ears, so Alex had no reason to hold back. Of course, there was another girl who had entered, but he could've sensed her power from a mile away. He ignored her greeting, too involved in his own conversation to bother replying.

"Anyhow," he started again, not giving Alexis the time to respond fully to the information which he'd admitted so willingly to her. Alexis was a special, special girl, and Alex needed her. Revealing every little detail right now would be a catastrophic error; she most likely wouldn't agree with him, and that would push them further apart. "I'll pop by the hotel today for a little visit, if you'd like... I do hope your mother hasn't missed me terribly." Alex had - by this point - finished setting his desk up, therefore allowing him to pay full attention to his daughter.

Kellin

Kellin was forced to loosen the grip of his thick arms as he felt Lexi beginning to turn under his weight. It wasn't until she came to be facing towards him that his hands instinctively moved to her hips, dragging her body closer to his and holding it there as she spoke. His eyes, which had previously been trailing her lips, flickered up to meet her gaze. A rather playful smirk slipped across his lips, though his stare was serious and a heavy frown still weighed upon his brows; the combination made him look almost menacing. As Lexi leaned in to kiss him, Kellin was more than prepared for the onslaught that was due to come. So absorbed in this kiss was he that he barely took notice of the fact that she was pulling away until he felt her teeth nicking at his lower lip, drawing out a throaty growl.

She was probably feeling proud of herself for that little move. Kellin wanted her; of course he did. Who wouldn't? Kellin's eyes opened and trailed her features once more, though this time his expression was one of utter frustration. Instead of catching on her lips, like his gaze usually would, it instead travelled down to her neck. One of the hands located on her lip flashed towards her hair, allowing him to grab a fistful of it in his over-sized hand. Still staring at her neck, he yanked her hair back, revealing it to him, whilst all the while shuffling them backwards until they hit the nearest wall. And, instead of biting into her like he thought would've, he fought against the urge and simply began to trail kisses from her jaw to the endpoint of the neck. Rather aggressively, Kellin released Lexi's hair and used the hand on her hip to shove her to the side. "Damn it," he muttered, raising a hand to touch his lower lip, his smirk returning so suddenly that he surprised even himself.

Glancing about, he huffed. "Is Logan around?" he asked, still keeping his smirk.

Scavenger

Upon entering the classroom, Scavenger took notice of how boringly average the people around her were. Most of them weren't even supernatural, so she had no one to play with... However, she did manage to spot a few girls wandering about which caught her interest. Sitting on the desk, facing the front of the classroom, Scavenger playfully grabbed at a few of them that passed her by, eliciting a few stunned squeals. One or two of them moved instinctively to their boyfriend, who would give her a brief earful about boundaries before storming off again. Scavenger's only response was to laugh and shrug it off, before targeting the next girl with an even higher sense of eagerness than before. That was, until Scavenger's eyes caught sight of Ashley wandering through the doorway. With a devilish grin, Scavenger raised her arm and gestured as if to call her over.

"Well, look at you, attending college, being a good little girl," Scavenger cooed, mockingly. Upon closer inspection, Ashley didn't look too happy, but Scavenger was hoping to change that... Although, teasing her wasn't exactly the best way to go about doing it. "You okay?"

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#2015-06-24 17:49:47, as written by Simple_Imperfections

It has only been a couple of minutes and Ashley was already trying to think of ways to get herself suspended from his place. Of all the places she needed to be, this place was not one of them. She ran her fingers through her hair before gazing down at her phone. Nothing. Looking up she saw Scavenger gesturing for her to walk over. For a moment she hesitated, but she eventually made her way over. Ashley was rather found of this girl even though she didn't trust Scavenger. But Ashley doesn't really trust anyone. "Well, look at you, attending college, being a good little girl," Ashley rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hip. "And look at you. Annoying me so early in the morning." the gal retorted. Then the same teasing girl asked if Ashley was okay. Did Ashley look upset? She would need to work on her facial expressions when she thought about Victoria. She doesn't want the world to be able to read her. "Yeah I'm fine." She adjusted so that she was leaning against the desk. "Remind me why we show up here again?"

Amorie felt like she was waiting forever and almost texted Alec again for him to rush his but down the steps. But she heard Eida greet the girl in the front which meant Alec wasn't so far behind. When she saw him, she smiled. When he saw her, he was suggesting they leaved this instant. Amorie stood up and rolled her eyes. "Good morning to you too." She muttered. Pocketing her phone, she followed him out of the hotel while avoiding the family that had wandered in. She placed herself underneath the umbrella next to him while adjusting her backpack. "I was thinking after school we have a sleepover. My dad is leaving me alone again and I don't want to be alone while ghost beg for my help." She said. But then a girl appeared before them so they stopped. The girl was staring, almost admiring Alec. Amorie just stood there, awkwardly, rocking back and forth on her heels.

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#2015-06-25 17:09:05, as written by Kaeru

Alex

Alex didn't quite know how to respond to Alexis' response, although he'd half expected her to be so incredulous about his passivity towards abandoning them those three years ago. Still, he remained completely silent as she told the blonde who had entered to leave. Scoffing a little, he gave a glance towards her, but said nothing in objection. He feared doing anything to the contrary would only worsen his daughter's mood, and that was something Alexander always tried to avoid. Often times he would think that her temper was even worse than his own, which was saying something. As, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Alexis turn back to him, and his eyes widened for less than a second before his brows lowered in a frown. He was trying his best to stay focused, but it was becoming a much more difficult task.

As Alexis continued on, Alex found himself becoming more and more confused. After Slade died, he repeated in his mind. After Slade died? That wasn't how he recalled the events at all. In his own mind, Slade had died one year after he'd disappeared. In actual fact, Slade had come looking for him after some time, furious, to see why Alex had abandoned his wife. It was a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time; Slade has overheard a conversation which he really shouldn't have, and while Alex was entirely prepared to explain himself, Scavenger was not. She cut him down one night as he walked around in the forests surrounding the hotel, and taken his body for good measure. She'd claimed she'd done it for Alex, to preserve his secret, but he was furious. Not long after, before the body began to decompose, he ordered one of his best Necromancers to bring his son back; Alex had never been a fan of Slade, but at the end of the day they were family.

While he reflected upon these events, Alex barely noticed how his daughter prattled on. It was only when his eyes came into focus that he noticed the distressed expression she held on her face, and he could've sworn she was about to cry. But, no, that wasn't Alexis. She didn't cry; she got angry. Her finishing sentence was enough to curl Alex's fists into tight balls, but he immediately unclenched and shook his head slowly, eyes lowered. The world doesn't even know you, it doesn't need you... The words replayed in Alex's mind like a broken record. When he raised his head again, his eyes were dark and muted, as opposed to their usual stunning blue. He tried his best to push past it, but the words left his lips before he could stop them, though he managed to dull them down into a hollow mutter. He repeated them, once... twice... His eyes refocused and found Alexis', and it was upon this that he took a breath, before exhaling a soft, drawn-out sigh.

"Slade's not dead," he finally said, lowering himself down into his chair with hesitant, jittery movements. "Well... He is, but not entirely... You see, when I discovered that he was murdered, I was outraged. I... brought him back, from the dead. Or, a Necromancer did." He paused briefly. "It was explained to me that Slade would be able to walk around and act like he normally did, but for a long time he wouldn't be able to leave the Realm he'd been resurrected in, or even communicate with those from another Realm. He was, at the time, in the Wraith Realm." Alex leaned over his desk, pressing his hand to his forehead as another disgruntled sigh broke through his pursed lips. He shook his head some more, before glancing up. He lifted himself up almost immediately and walked around the desk until he was facing Alexis properly. "You must understand... I never meant to hurt anyone. Leaving was not my intention... It was not my choice," Alex continued, visibly shuddering upon the last few words, as if merely recalling the memory of the events which he endured was painful enough to side-track him. Regardless, he persisted on with strained, uneasy vocals. "I love you... I love your mother... And I'm here now. I'm..." He glanced about. "I'm here."

Alec

Alec held the umbrella above his head, huffing as he eyed the grey skies and rain which threatened to completely ruin his day, more so than his family already had. He waited until Amorie stepped through the door and joined him to start on forward. Craning his neck around to listen to her as she spoke, Alec snorted his amusement aloud, having almost forgotten what this girl did for a living. Being the Grim Reaper, he had once thought, must've been a pretty cool job, but after meeting and befriending Amorie, he was beginning to change his views on that. He'd heard often of her sleepless nights and awkward encounters, and he was not shy about admitting that he felt somewhat bad for her. But, at the end of the day, Amorie seemed like a cool girl. He flashed her a subtle smile, nodding. "Oh, yeah, sure thing. But, eh, not here... At yours?" he asked, but his smile quickly dropped as he noticed that she'd stopped, and he did so too. Turning around, he finally caught sight of what had halted his friend. A girl, around his age, stood in the rain... Was she... She was wearing a Gothic Lolita-styled dress. How odd.

When the unknown girl peeped a greeting, Alec offered her a distant, effortless smile which he would usually give to new people, a stark contrast to the playful grins and obnoxious smirks he would shoot at his closer friends. Saying nothing at first, his eyes trailed her outfit once more, and he cocked his head to one side in a way that suggested curiosity, though his eyes were cold and disinterested. "If you're looking for a place to stay, my sister's dealing with customers inside. But, regardless, you should get inside, lest you catch a cold... Why the hell did you leave the house in a dress on a day like this?" he continued on, keeping his vocals soft as possible, even though his question was rather intrusively forward. Extending his arm, he reached for her hand, aiming to pull her under the umbrella until she answered. He gave a quick glance to Amorie, almost as if apologising for the distraction on their journey to the school, before focusing once again on the girl.

Scavenger

Scavenger nodded absentmindedly at Ashley's response. Even though she didn't truly believe it, she was in no position to pester the girl. Despite being her superior in terms of Remei ranking, she had found it incredibly hard to give her orders, now and in the past. There was just something about this girl that caught Scavenger off guard every time she saw her. It was odd, and incredibly hard to put into words, but it was there and it was real, albeit slightly confusing. Running a hand through her black hair, she gave out a short huff.

Scavenger's eyes settled on Ashley's movements as she shifted to lean against the desk, which caused the short-haired girl to smirk slightly. "Because, my dear, we're Alex's eyes and ears around this place now," she replied, having leaned in and settled her voice into a hushed whisper. "Which, in a lot of ways, makes us the important ones." Scavenger leaned back after a few moments and gave a wink to the dark-skinned girl stood before her, eyes glinting with a mischievous playfulness that she held only for Ashley. Releasing an unintelligible sound, Scavenger positioned her hands behind her, allowing her to lean back a little; she finally allowed her eyes to wander away from Ashley's form, having spotted another girl walking through the door. This one, she thought, was interesting. Giving a playful growl as she passed by, Scavenger once again attempted to reach for the girl, and was not surprised to feel her hand being slapped away, though the girl did not look at all frightened or even shocked. Scavenger gave a laugh, while the girl took her seat only a few desks away.

"Gah, the girls here are usually so timid," she remarked with a sigh, shifting her gaze back to Ashley. "This sucks, though... I knew Alex was going to send you, but I wouldn't even have to be here if Kellin ever bothered to do his damn job properly." She absentmindedly flicked some rubber shavings from the small area of desk near her hand.

Slade

Each and every day, Slade began to feel sensations; whether it was a tingling in his fingertips or the prick of a blade against his skin, every single feeling gave him reason to believe that his Life Tree was healing his deceased form, and slowly returning him to life. Today, he knew, was a particularly special day for everyone. They'd all gone back to Parkwood. Being the naïve little creatures that they were, they had no real clue that Slade had quite recently recovered the ability to open portals. It was only today that he'd actually managed to stick a hand through without feeling like his skin was on fire and mere seconds away from blistered. Today, it felt normal... He was becoming normal again.

Staring at the portal before him, a grin broke out across his lips, brightening his features. It was an odd thing, smiling... He hadn't done so in such a long time that it felt a little unnatural. Part of him wondered whether he was even doing it right. Shifting his gaze right, he stared curiously into the mirror of his bedroom within the Wraith Realms main Castle. Yup... you look like a maniac right now, he thought, seemingly to himself. He relaxed his features, letting the unintentionally crazed grin drop from his lips. Before he knew what was happening, his legs were carrying his entire weight towards the portal. Only a few seconds later, he was being pulled through.

He felt the cold air of the human Realm hit him like a brick, and he tumbled backwards slightly. The portal by this point had closed, and so he was at no threat of being pulled back through. He could smell the rain lingering in the air, but he was in the forest so he was shielded from the moisture that threatened to dampen his hair and clothes. He could sense home. He knew he was near the hotel. Turning around, he spotted an all-too-familiar figure, sat down by what he quickly realised was his Life Tree. Figures the portal would've taken him straight here. But, that was the least of his worries. "Mom," he blurted, vocals cracking a little as if he was experiencing a strong flurry of emotions. Happiness, relief... sadness. She looked so broken, even from here. "Mommy," he repeated, his legs failing under him. He dropped to his knees.

Kellin

Kellin's eyes were focused on Lexi as she spoke, his single-minded desire corrupting every single muscle of his body. Oddly, he reminded himself of a lion, crouching in the tall grass as it watches its prey. A predator, waiting for its dinner ever-so patiently. As she continued to speak, Kellin failed to grab onto the words, and so they did not register in his mind for the longest time. The only thing he took real notice of was the way she moved closer and trailed her finger down his chest, but moved away before she reached his waistband. He had half a mind to grab her there and then, but he had a feeling that she wanted to continue on playing her little games for a bit, so he patiently obliged. That was, until she turned to walk away, and Kellin heard himself growling, low and teasing, as he started to follow after her.

It was then that Logan's voice became audible to him, and he snapped his head around to shoot the lad a glare. Again, much like a lion who had been interrupted during its hunt, and almost cheated of his prey. But this lion was a persistent one, and so he immediately returned his focus to Lexi, a visible shiver running down his spine as her laugh filled the silence. This time, he didn't stop walking; he moved towards her with his usual Vamp-like quickness and grabbed her by the hips once more, but instead of pushing her to a wall like he thought he would have, he slid his hands around and down the back of her legs, gripping onto them as he lifted her up and positions them around his waist. He then immediately wrapped his thick arms around her waist and sent his lips crashing into hers, unsteadily climbing the stairs as he did so.

Part of him knew that Lexi wouldn't have minded the rough, forceful nature of his desires, but this entire deal was still new to him. He'd spent the larger majority of his teen life bedding ordinary mortal women, and so suddenly not having to hold back was strange. Part of him didn't want too hurt her too much, and other parts of him were animalistic and cruel in their intentions. As he reflected upon this, he quickly registered that they were moving down one of the hallways rather quickly, and he burst through a random door. It probably wasn't the room Lexi had initially suggested, but that mattered little to Kellin. Entering the room, he finally released his grip, pushing her by the hips off of himself and onto the bed. His eyes were cruel and lacked humanity as he stared down at the blonde, still growling.

Eida

Eida almost chuckled at the girl's awkward response as she finally offered up her name. Elena, she repeated, how lovely. As the girl's next question came, Eida simply nodded her head, choosing not to comment on her nervousness. "The only one for miles," she replied. Lifting her elbows off of the counter, she flipped open the book which sat - old and dusty - in front of her. When she found the page she was looking for, she reached for a pen from one of the pots, but didn't write anything just yet. As the girl spoke of her need for a place to stay, Eida lowered the pen to the book and scribbled Elena's name in one of the free spaces. As such, she completely missed the smile offered to her, and only glanced up once Elena continued on. "Ah, no worries. I don't judge," she said, though her words mixed with a gentle chuckle as a soft smile worked to lift the corners of her lips. "But, yeah, sure. You're welcome to stay here for as long as you need. And, uh, we can sort the payment out when you leave..." Eida continued on, though she quickly realised that the girl's focus had been placed elsewhere, so she simply turned to retrieve a key from one the hooks on the wall behind her. It was a small thing, golden, with the number '5' engraved into it.

When Elena asked for her name, Eida smiled brilliantly, setting the key down on the counter in front of the girl. "My name is Eida Iris," she replied, her tone cheery as she flopped backwards into the black computer chair. "My grandmother owns this hotel," she continued on, hands finding their place on her knees as she spoke. She thought briefly about her grandmother, Erieda, who was most likely sat near Simon's Life Tree, as she often did. Eida worried about her grandmother, in all honesty, but had gone with her a few times just to keep her company. Alexis took care of her, mostly, but Eida helped out when she was needed. This train of thought came across as an absentminded stare. It was only upon refocusing that something painfully obvious occurred to her, and it caused her to stand up again and peer curiously over the counter. "You didn't bring any luggage?" she asked, her tone suggesting that she was suddenly quite wary, though her expression remained passive.

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#2015-06-25 19:24:59, as written by Simple_Imperfections

Ashley secretly hated working for Alex. It was not because she had a problem with Alex because she didn't. In fact they got along fairly well when they were both having a good day. But taking orders from people is something that she despises. Even getting training from him and Scavenger was pretty much hell. It has made her a better fighter and such, but if she could have found a way to do all that by herself she would have. And she was sent to this cursed college because of Alex. Being his eyes and ears was a sacrifice on her life. Especially because Ashley was avoiding the people that he needed to be watching. Scavenger referred to them as the more important ones and she just rolled her eyes. Ashley just ignored the wink and grin. They weren't important. They were pawns in a game of chess. Unfortunately that game is also just another step to the ultimate win. Which Ashley wasn't even clear on. Ashley only joined Remei because Victoria works closely with them. She just wanted to get close to her. But that hasn't gotten her anywhere yet.

More people walked into the classroom and Ashley just glared at them. They looked happy to be here and Ashley has yet to find anything good about this place. Except maybe for Scavenger, but Ashley would never say that allowed. Scavenger might have been cute, but not even her grin was going to make this place seem anymore pleasant. Crossing her arms, another girl walked in and Scavenger took it upon herself to try and grab at her. The girl swatted her away which received a soft giggle from Ashley. "Gah, the girls here are usually so timid," "It's funnier when you get rejected though" She said. Ashley brushed the ends of her hair off her shoulder before recrossing her arms. "This sucks, though... I knew Alex was going to send you, but I wouldn't even have to be here if Kellin ever bothered to do his damn job properly." Her dark brown eyes immediately looked over to the dark haired beauty. She knew Alex was going to send her here. And on top of that, she might of had Kellin here with her. Ashley is only nice to him because she has to be. "So you were just going to let me be at this damn school all by myself?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

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#2015-06-25 21:25:16, as written by AvalonKnight

EDEN

Eden was a little shocked at the girl's rude response and didn't move as she watched another girl scurry out of the room. The girl sent off and dark angry aura but it didn't frighten Eden but by the looks of it the man and the girl really needed to talk things out. So with that thought in mind she left to give them privacy. 'Well looks like I'm not going to English Lit today, next class I guess' Eden thought to herself before sighing and walking to her next class.

Reaching the next class Eden saw there was more people here then her other class and a small smile lite up her face. A dark skinned woman and a short haired woman caught her eye as Eden saw the short haired one try to grab at a passing girl. But it was the dark skinned one that really grabbed Eden's attention. 'She's this generations Dragon Princess, how interesting' Eden thought, curious to see what she was like since Eden had only heard rumors of the current Royal family. With a smile she scrolled up to the two.

"Good morning, my names Eden and I'm new to town. Its a pleasure to meet you both" Eden said polity to the two women. She placed her bag and books on a nearby desk and sat down, hoping that the two of them won't mind if she sat by them. Eden slowly drifted into thought, reminding herself to both visit that hotel and drop some of her resumes off around town. Then afterwards she had to go grocery shopping, finish unpacking. Eden mentally groaned at the list of things she had to do. Just another boring day.

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#2015-06-26 22:50:43, as written by Kaeru

Kellin

Kellin's growl hitched in his throat as he spotted Lexi's sudden movements; she was now crouching on all fours, moving closer. Before he could even register what was about to happen, a grin broke across his lips and revealed a set of sharp fangs, slowly elongating. He sensed the confidence in her movements almost immediately, if the stare she was giving him wasn't already indication enough. He fought every instinct and urge in his body which told him to reach for her, which was a rather difficult task considering the circumstances. But, regardless, he managed to retain some of his self control, even if the low growl had suddenly returned again and blended into Lexi's snarl; his chocolate eyes watched her every movement as she leaned closer and unzipped his jacket with her teeth. Kellin, now unable to fight against his urges, wrapped his arms around her upper torso, fingers digging into her back as she leaned backwards, pulling Kellin - whose lips were now hungrily seeking hers - with her as she went. The next few moments were ones which Kellin pushed to the side in his mind, though he was pretty sure that when he felt claws running down his chest, Lexi was wearing less clothes than before. Deciding not to pick over this, he pushed himself away and shimmied himself out of his jeans, before quickly returning to his previous place between her legs.

Before he'd even had time to prepare himself, Lexi was flipping him onto his back, causing a brief expression of shock to flicker over his features, but it was gone as quickly as it had appeared and was soon being replaced by one of eager desires. He felt his entire face becoming more and more flushed as she went on kissing down the length of his torso, and there was an audible, albeit incredibly short, whine of pure confusion when the kissing ceased and she leaned up again. The words which were spoken into his ear caused a shiver to run down his spine, and his body fell still as the implications of this finally settled in his mind. She's going to bite me... he thought over and over again. Believe it or not, he'd never let another person drink from him before; a little nibble every now and then, but never a proper bite. Make no mistake, Kellin would never have likened the situation to anything such a loss of virginity; the sole reason he was rigidly panicking was because Lexi was batshit crazy, it was painfully obvious. If she liked his Dryad blood, she'd tear his neck to all hell. That was something he'd like to avoid.

As a faint click became audible, Kellin had to crane his neck in order to be able to see who'd entered. When he realised it was only a made, he was not ashamed to admit that he was a little relieved, although the sudden lack of weight pressing down on him suggested that Lexi was not longer on top of him, and it was then that he glanced down to check for himself; when he saw nothing but empty space, he propped himself up and turned his entire weight around, his entire body going cold. In a mere second, Lexi had her jaw clamped around the woman's throat and, in one seemingly effortless movement, she ripped it straight out. The shock, much like before, was soon replaced with another sensation... He felt an odd tingle spreading over his entire body, originating in his throat. As his eyes spotted the blood, which was spewing all over Lexi's half-naked form, his eyes shifted a pale amber, and he soon found himself on all fours, a feral snarl sounding in his throat. He hadn't even acknowledged that Lexi was looking at him until he heard her voice, and he whipped his head towards her.

Urging himself forward, Kellin straightened himself up and left his weight fall from the bed, before he moved slowly towards the body lying on the ground and the woman still sat on top of it. Honestly, with the mix of emotions coursing through his body at that time, he didn't know which one to tackle first. Was he to feed first, and deal with Lexi later? She seemed to be suggesting it as she held her hand out for him; a gesture which he chose to ignore. He dropped to his knees and moved a hand towards the raw wound, catching some of the blood on his finger which he instinctively moved to his open mouth. His tongue flickered over it, and all of a sudden he was an entirely different person. His bloodlust had heightened to the point where every second he sat near the body without drinking was so utterly painfully. "You bitch..." he spoke, his voice coarse and evidently strained.

It wasn't until a few seconds after which that he lowered his gaping mouth to the deceased form lying below Lexi, and he clamped his jaw around it. It was messy. He didn't enjoy messy kills, but he was so unbelievably hungry at that point that he didn't really care. As he ripped into it a little more, he felt the blood gushing against his cheeks and neck, spilling down his torso when he moved to sit up. Mouth parted, slumped over and breathless, Kellin returned his gaze to Lexi, his expression void of all humour. Moving closer, he felt his right arm shifting to allow a hand to clamp around the back of her neck, holding her in place, whilst the other was running against her inner thigh. "You crazy, sexy bitch," he continued, moving his head towards her blood-soaked neck. His tongue, which was now making its way through parted lips, ran from the bottom of her neck all the way up to her chin, collecting as much blood on its journey as was possible, before he pressed his lips to hers once again. His tongue ran alone her bottom lip, almost as if asking permission to enter.

He wanted to move back towards the bed. He wanted to get to the main act. The thing he'd actually come here for. Not all of this crazy as fuck killing and bloodlust; although it was an added bonus, he felt as if this was going way too far and way too quickly. But, as he reflected upon this, he realised that he'd been asking for it when he initially pursued Lexi. At first she had been something of an enticing mystery to him; dangerous, sexy and able to show him a good time. But this... This was way beyond even Kellin's limitations. Still, he was here, and he might as well have stuck with it. Breaking away from the embrace, he nudged his head to one side, gesturing to the bed whilst still maintaining eye contact with the gorgeous blond in front of him.

Slade

As Slade felt his weight dropping to the forest floor, the first thing he became aware of was his mother's familiar voice shouting his name, and the shift in the air he felt as she rushed towards his collapsing form. Despite himself, Slade allowed a smile to fall upon his lips. Oh, how he'd missed his mother. Missed her voice, her smile, her motherly embrace. He knew Erieda had never asked to be a mother, and that it was all some horrible mistake having been impregnated by such a heartless monster, but all things considered Slade couldn't have asked for a better mother. All of this he'd had at least two years to reflect upon and fully appreciate. Sure, he'd been close to his mother in the past, but never before had he truly realised how much he was unable to cope without seeing her everyday. In seconds, he felt that all-too-familiar embrace around him, and he visibly relaxed under his mother's hold.

Overcome with such sudden emotion, Slade couldn't fight against the violent sob which shook his entire body and robbed him of any energy he'd retained after his fall. He extended his arms and wrapped them around his mother, moving willingly with her as she rocked him back and forth. "Mom," he whimpered, seemingly in response to her words and the kisses she would place on his forehead. As she pulled away from him, Slade had no choice but to loosen his grip, although he couldn't bring himself to maintain eye contact with her for more than a few seconds before he felt more tears stinging his eyes. He looked instead at the ground beside them, still sniffling. He leaned into her hand as she began to stroke his face, eyes peeling themselves open as she began to speak again.

"I'm here," he repeated, finally looking at her whilst nodding in confirmation. "I would've... If I could've, I'd have come home sooner... I would have let you know that I'm alive, but I-... I couldn't. Fucking Necromancy tricks stopped me from opening portals or communicating telepathically, y'know." He paused for a moment or two, as if to let the information settle in his mother's mind, before he continued on. "No one would take a message to you, either. Wraiths are always so bloody difficult to strike bargains with." Leaning into his mother's embrace once more, he was beginning to feel more and more like a little child as opposed to the thirty-eight year old man he actually was. But he didn't care. "I owe dad for bringing me back... Apparently he went totally ape-shit when he found out. I... I asked him to carry a message, but all he said was that certain circumstances prevented him from travelling to or communicating with you for a while..." He looked at his mother, tears brimming once more. "Gods... I've missed you so much," he quickly blurted, lifting a hand to brush his thumb across her jaw.

Alex

Alex took a step back as Alexis began on again, and he realised that it would be much more difficult to work his way around her than he'd originally thought. The less human side of him despised how children could be so difficult, with all their petty little emotions and constant need for compassionate, fatherly love. Whereas the more human side of him wanted nothing more than to take his little girl into his arms and ensure her that he was worthy of her trust and attention. But, either way he chose to go about doing it, he needed Alexis, and if that meant being the apologetic, caring and truly emotional father she seemed to be seeking, then that was how he would have to act until he'd got his claws officially hooked into her. And so, as she went on and on about how hard it was to wait for him, Alex had an expression of pure understanding and sympathy painting onto his expression; noticeable enough, but also sufficiently subtle so as not to appear mocking or fake. A flawless performance, if he did say so himself. He would promise himself, at the very least, a proud smirk when Alexis' back was turned. But, for now, his entire focus went into making his little act believable. It was then that a thought crossed his mind... Am I even paying attention?

When he refocused again, he managed only to catch the last few seconds of her rant, and almost immediately his expression dropped. Despite everything, those were as far from his true feelings as were entirely possible. Sure, his daughter was born different, but if anything he had always favoured her for it. She was a truly special girl in more ways than one, and she was his daughter. His very own child. A little annoying at times, but still a product of his own creation. And, as such, he felt an urgent need to deny every single word exiting her mouth in that moment. "Alexis, no," he spoke, keeping his vocals soft but with an obviously urgent sense of denial; a reflection of his true emotions, no doubt. "Quirky as you are, and always have been, you are my daughter without question. You may choose to deny that I am your father; I know I'm as far from one as a person could possibly be. I have made a lot of really shitty decisions in my life, and I know that. I spent my entire marriage to your mother trying to make up for all those horrible things. This is not something that I want, but it is something I must do." Part of him wanted to take a few steps forward, and to wrap his arms around Alexis in a way that was comforting but not to over-step his boundaries.

"I should have come back straight away," he suddenly blurted. "I just...." Alex looked up, an expression of pure frustration settling upon his features and furrowed brows as if even having to admit this was something entirely unfavourable in the most disgusting of ways. "There a lot of things I am not permitted to speak of which have prevented me from visiting Erieda, from even communicating with her..." he continued. "Now that I'm back in Parkwood... I guess I just got nervous. It's hard to think I could be... but..." Alex stopped for a moment. "Please, take me to her... I... cannot locate her. My thoughts are too..." Alex's voice trailed into a gentle but decidedly incoherent murmur of seemingly gibberish.

Scavenger

Scavenger released a laugh at Ashley's response to her words, like it was a complete surprise that Scavenger hadn't been on the initial 'school party bus' to the mortal Realm. She was Alex's second-in-command. Had Kellin not bailed on his duties to the Remei and to Alex, Scavenger would most likely have been sent to keep an eye on Erieda, Alexis or another of the more important targets for the boss' plans. Being sent to attend school in the hopes of picking out small pieces of gossip here and there as a job for the novices and soldiers. This was known. And yet, here Ashley was, acting like the logic and information had completely skipped over her. Regardless, Scavenger didn't point it out. To do so would've probably only worsened Ashley's mood, which Scavenger often found herself trying to avoid. "I would have visited," the short-haired girl offered as a response, a gentle smirk tugging at her full lips. "Maybe would'a grabbed you and pulled you into the nearest broom closet for a little fun," she continued, deciding to give a short laugh afterwards to signal that it was only a joke.

It was then that an unknown - which wasn't too much of a surprise considering Scavenger knew absolutely no one - strolled up to the two girls so casually that Scavenger was only slightly taken aback by her confidence. After a second, Scavenger's smirk spread into a grin which reached both ears, and she pushed herself upwards shortly afterwards; her hands instantly fell into her lap, and began tugging at some of the rips in her skinny jeans absentmindedly, whilst glancing up at her occasionally as she would speak. "Mm... Eden, such a lovely name," she dark-haired girl remarked. To say that the unfamiliar blonde had caught Scavenger's attention was an understatement. Aside from Ashley, Eden was the only girl who hadn't tried to flee from her eager grip; not that Scavenger would ever be so forward with Ashley, but still... She forced her smirk to soften into a genuine smile. She held out her hand briefly for a shake. "Pleasure's all mine," she urged, lowering her arm once more.

As much as Scavenger really wanted to continue her conversation with Ashley, she felt she could not be completely rude to those around her on her first day at the College, lest she get a bad reputation for it. If popularity was any concern to her, which she felt it should have been, then she would try her very best to get on people's good sides. Polite conversation, it seemed, was an effective way of going about this. And so, with a soft chuckle making its way through her parted lips, she casually leaned forward. "What brings you to Parkwood then, Eden?"

Alec

Alec stared down at the stammering girl with eyes that quickly softened, releasing his brows from the weight of a frown and giving him a rather gentle, understanding expression. He suddenly realised that maybe grabbing her and pulling her forward was a bit too extreme. He should've known, in all fairness. He should have taken one look at the quivering girl stood before him and thought, maybe I shouldn't physically assault this one by dragging her about the place. However, much like Alec's usual self, such thoughts hadn't even crossed his mind. His movements were through pure impulse as opposed to careful, thought-out and logical decisions. Such was his way of life. It couldn't be helped.

Even so, when the he noticed the girl's eyes fluttering as if she was about to collapse, a sudden feeling of regret washed over him like ice-cold water, and his eyes widened slightly as she toppled. Almost as if on cue, this was when Amorie decided to start paying attention, and did what Alec could not; she grabbed her, and pulled her forward. Alec visibly cursed as the girl's body came crashing towards his own, and as the umbrella was taken from his grip, he opened his arms in order to catch her, grunting with the effort it took to keep her off the ground. As Amorie spoke, Alec shot the blonde a harsh glare, as if to say, you'll pay for this. Awkwardly, Alec shifted his arms around a bit, still attempting to keep her from slipping out of his arms, but it was like trying to hold a glass of water with grease-covered hands. Every way he bent to keep her upright, she seemed to find another place to slip. After a while of incredibly awkward flailing and grabbing off places, Alec had managed to position one arm under her upper back and the other under her knees, hoisting her up properly.

"Man... I didn't ask for this bullshit. Not today, of all days," he muttered as he turned, almost laughing at the way the unknown girl's limbs flapped about limply with the sudden movement. He was grateful, at least, that Amorie was holding the umbrella over his head. He gestured to her, signalling that he would walk forward, and kicked the door open with his foot. Making his way casually past the two girls stood with his sister, Alec made his way upstairs, found an empty room, and asked rather bluntly for one of the wandering staff members to unlock the door for him. As he made his way inside, the man flicked on a switch, to which Alec replied with a murmured 'thank you'. He laid the girl's unconscious form on the bed, over the sheets, and stepped back. After giving her a quick glance over, he grumbled incoherently to himself and walked out, slamming the door behind himself with enough force to have the walls around it trembling.

When he was downstairs again, he grabbed Amorie's arm - albeit gently so as not to cause her any harm - and pulled her eagerly out of the hotel. He just wanted to get away from all the weird shit. Just for one morning. As he started on his way to the school, he gave the blonde a glance. "So, about that sleepover..." he started, smiling.

Eida

It didn't take a whole lot for Eida to realise that maybe she shouldn't have been so intrusive towards the girl. She was clearly nervous; for what reason, Eida had no clue, but it was not her place to pry. Instead of pushing the situation further, Eida simply nodded, avoiding eye contact as leaned against the desk, which was propped up against the counter. As Elena presented a pouch, Eida was about to shake her hands and tell her that it was not necessary to provide such things, but curiosity overwhelmed her then and so she just stared, mouth parted ever so slightly. "Your secret is safe with me," she peeped, her voice quiet but hopefully still audible from such a short distance away. She continued to watch quietly as Elena proceeded to pull random items out of her little pouch, and Eida was drawing closer and closer to the conclusion that she should stop the dark-haired girl; Eida was starting to feel slightly bad about not saying anything at first. When Elena pushed some cash across the counter, Eida repeated her nod, though this time it lasted for a second or two. "We're not very expensive," she explained, a little hesitantly. "That will float you for a few nights, actually, Eida continued to assure the girl, before she spoke again. Eida made a small, unintelligible sound as the girl's voice cut short, and she followed her gaze to the blonde who had just entered.

Upon finally registering who the girl actually was, Eida's eyebrows widened to the point where even she was surprised that her eyeballs didn't pop effortlessly from their sockets. "Emily!" she practically squealed, applying sufficient weight onto her arms to propel herself over the desk in a graceful leap. She landed without issue and ran barrelling to the tall blonde, wrapping her in a tight hug before she had any chance to protest against it. Not that Eida thought she would, but still. It was no secret that Eida and Emily had been friends for some time, and neither was it hidden that Eida held a deep, unyielding affection for the girl. Such was evident in her quickly-spreading grin and poorly controlled glee. She was so involved in her reunion with her friend that she hadn't even noticed her brother shimmying down the lobby and up the stairs with an unconscious girl held in his arms. Loosening her grip, Eida stepped back a little bit, hopping up and down on the spot rather subtly. "You're back," Eida blurted, almost rolling her eyes at her own statement of the obvious. "How-... I mean... why? How long are you staying?" God, how she hoped it was for a while.

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#2015-06-27 18:05:43, as written by Simple_Imperfections

Scavenger had claimed to visit and pull Ashley away for some extra fun times. The laugh afterwards led Ashley to believe it was a joke. But if the dark haired woman actually pleased Ashley enough, she might have just let it happen. But she wasn't going to say anything. So far her day has been anything but awful. Scavenger was keeping Ashley from hating everyone and threatening the lives of people she does not care for. There was some silence between her and her Scavenger. It was almost the end of a conversation that could have also been the start of another. But a girl, whom Ashley did not know, approached the both of them. With a smile of innocence. The smirk that Ashley tends to only hold for Scavenger quickly disappeared. Ashley did not care for meeting new people. Did not care to get to know anyone. And did not care this girl, whose name was Eden. Scavenger on the other hand was almost pursing Eden. Engaging her in a conversation, that Ashley did not want to be a part of.

The dark skinned girl would have much rather carried on the silence with Scavenger than make nice with Eden. But she sat there, examining the girl that was being pursued. She seemed normal enough except for the feeling that Ashley was standing before a dragon. Which left her curious to why she was getting that feeling. It must have been her own dragon trying to tell Ashley something. But she pushed the feeling away. Done with her examination, she took her attention away from Eden and Scavenger. When she was needed, her name would be called. But until then she was going to wait for Victoria to need her. Ashley glanced down at her phone and then looked back up. Nothing.

Amorie already knew that somehow, someway, Alec was going to get her back for this. But right now, their one concern was to get this girl inside. Walking inside the hotel, Amorie stayed in the lobby. There were two girls with Eida still. The blonde gave a smile and a wave to Alec's sister to be polite. But then she rocked on her heels, waiting for her friend to come back. If he was ever going to come back. For all she knows, he was going to stay until his mother came back to deal with that girl. But when the hotel walls shook and her chill went down her spine, she knew Alec was coming. The door slam was evident of that. She was going to comment something about him slamming the door, but he had dragged her out of the hotel. Amorie still had the umbrella up to protect them from the rain. They were headed to school and Alec brought the sleepover back up with a smile. The blonde raised an eyebrow and decided bringing up that girl and the door slam wasn't the best.

Linking arms with her friend the continued to school. "Well after school you can just come straight over. After you pack clothes and whatever else you might think you need." She said. Her father said no boys, but Alec wasn't just some boy. He was good friend of hers. "No family. No craziness. Movies. Popcorn. Well except for my occasional disappearance." That she had no control over and never will. Sometimes she is needed and she can't avoid the responsibility.

Nicholas examined himself for a bit to make sure that nothing was seriously damaged on him. But barely a scratch. It was just the impact of the fall that hurt. The person that he crashed into just stumbled a bit. He looked a tad frightened but that last but a second. He was honestly expecting the male to fall, but it was better he didn't. He asked if Nick was okay and he took hold of his hand to stand up. "I am fine." Nicholas released his hand and dusted himself off. That was when the male introduced himself as Logan. Looking back up, Nick admired his features. He was a very handsome man. Although Nick just moved here, he wanted a friend. Even if he was going to pursue this friend. "Name's Nicholas." He was a bit intrigued with Logan's accent. It was exotic sounding. In fact he wanted to hear the male speak some more. He took his skateboard back from him. Nicholas' wasn't very exotic. Though his hispanic background gave him the ability to roll his Rs and have an accent. He didn't speak the language. He wish he could have.

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#2015-07-06 20:53:52, as written by Simple_Imperfections

Nicholas did not think that Logan would come and help him with unpacking. It wasn't like Nick needed help. In fact he just wanted the cute company. But Logan said he would help and he didn't need food unless he was hungry. Unpacking wouldn't cause hunger. It would just require constant breaks due to how boring it could be. "So it's that house right?" Nick nodded and started leading the way towards his house. There was something dangerous about this that was tugging at the back of the Hispanics mind. He knew nothing of this stranger and he was letting him into his home. This is stuff his mother warned him about. "Beware of strangers, hijo" "Don't give it up to everyone" And other non sense like that. Nicholas was grown and his mother was still warning him about strangers. Strangers can become friends. Even if he was to heed his mother's warnings, he couldn't do that now. The cute stranger already agreed to come and help.

He got up to the door and unlocked it. Nick left the door open to signal for Logan to follow him inside. There were boxes all over the living room. There were even more boxes in the basement and in some of the other rooms. The only room that was completely unpacked was the kitchen. His bedroom still needed some work. All the furniture was set up, he just needed to put stuff on shelves. Nicholas tossed his phone onto the couch and turned to look at Logan. "As the guest I will let you pick where we start. The kitchen is the only place that is completely unpacked." He stated.

Amorie was completely tuned out to whatever was going on in the class. The game had her attention. That and her father. She was just wondering what he was doing and how important it was. He didn't leave her day often. This was rare. He never tells the blonde what he is doing so she is just left wondering. Out of nowhere the blonde let out a frustrated sigh and slammed her phone down onto the desk. She lost. She couldn't pick that phone up for a while. When she calms down, then she will play again. Until then, she needed another distraction or she will start bouncing off the walls. Amorie started tapping her feet against the floor not caring who it bothered. She closed her eyes and just tried to pretend no one was around. After a while, she couldn't hear her feet on the ground. When she opened her eyes, she was in some alleyway. In her right hand was a giant scythe. The blonde groaned. It was reaper duties.

Amorie pulled the hood over her head and turned to see who was dying. It was a teenage boy. He couldn't have looked older than her. He had shaggy blonde hair and almost looked like he weighed nothing. There was a bullet wound in his chest. Whatever had happened with him, it clearly did not end well. The reaper moved closer to him and it bent down. Reaching into the boy's chest, she pulled out his soul. She examined it. White with a few dark spots. Mostly he was a good kid and too see him like this made her sad. Another reason why Amorie hated her job. She watched all kinds of people die and she hated it. Mumbling a few words, the soul faded away. She had sent it to the angels. They would deal with it. Amorie waved a hand and she reappeared in the bathroom of her school. Checking the mirrors, she made sure that no essence of her true form was showing. Luckily it wasn't. She pushed the tips of her blonde hair off her shoulders and she headed back to her classroom, trying to think of an excuse to why she was in the bathroom.

Ashley could not think of an exit besides walking out. But since Alex was a teacher, he would figure out that she was blatantly disobeying his orders. And that wasn't an argument she was ready to deal with. Not right now. Maybe later on in the day when someone starts to seriously annoy her. Scavenger was still trying to talk to the blonde girls, whose name had already left Ashley's mind. So the dark skinned dragon took a seat in her chair. Put in her ear buds and turned the music all the way up. When she was needed, Scavenger would let her know. But for now, she doesn't want to be bothered. She doesn't even want to be at this cursed school. Glancing down at her phone, she sighed. No text. Ashley had hope that Victoria was going to need her. Although she doesn't know when, she just knew. But until then, she was just going to keep checking the phone.

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#2015-07-08 11:54:32, as written by TheCrimsonLady

This was taking entirely too long. How was she supposed to do anything, while her daughter was out there, probably screwing up everything.

It was a shame really, that the proud daughter of the Demon King, the true Demon Queen, Victoria Montez could bare such a insipid wretch. She had so much potential being of her blood, but it was the other half that made her the fool she was.

Victoria paced the halls of her dark castle, exiled to the deepest part of the demon realm, where no one, not even demon dare tread.

Save of ones still faithful to her and her father. Most of them were now loyal the half breed. Symone...

"They used to shout my name..."She mused aloud, as she sat down in the throne, her black gown spilled down around her.
"Now they whisper it..." She hissed to no one. The Fae bitch they call Queen struck an accord with the Faeries, now the realms were at peace.

Victoria hated it. The Fae should be dead at her feet, now holding hands in peace. They were worthless, useless creatures, who should be destroyed for their high sense of entitlement. They think themselves superior because they were the first creatures to pass between realms? Ha! And she gave birth to half of one.

But soon...Very soon, they would be crushed, her half breed along with them.

Alexander only thought himself in control, but Victoria had her own plans. She would let him do as he pleases for now, and once he's gotten what he wanted, she'd take it from him, relive him of his head, and they realms would be hers.

Provided that wretch of a girl did as she was told....

She had to be sure.
She looked to her left, and there beside her throne was a table, and on that table sat a moblie phone.

She'd been to the mortal realm as a child, and understood most of their gadgets, she found them irrelevent, but they had their uses.

She picked it up and moved her fingers across the screen.

{Ashley, Darling?}

She wasn't sure if the device would work across realms, but Ashley insisted she'd have one.

Ashley was the one thing that Victoria found tolerable. She was beautiful but more importantly, she was obedient, exactly how Victoria wanted her.

When that didn't work, Victoria took a breath.

She couldn't actually enter the mortal realm, without Symone, nor her Mother, Erieda the so called Unkillable noticing.

Unkillable....Hardly. She'd find a way...the Fae Whore killed her father, and her daughter seduced her brother....They all deserved to die.

Victoria rose her chin, her eyes glowing, and projected a vision of herself to Ashley's location.

She would materialized as if she were standing before her, but she wouldn't be tangible, nor would her presence be palpable.
She found Ashley with one of Alexander's minions, to whom she completely ignored.

"Ashley, Ashley, My love, The device you gave to me did not work...."She said, her voice smooth as silk. She knew Ashley responded better with those silly terms of endearment. Victoria needed no such foolishness but she was easier to manage this way.

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#2015-07-08 20:26:18, as written by Kaeru

Scavenger had been staring at the wall for what felt like hours, lost in the chaos of her own mind. She thought about Alex's plans, and her part to play, the secrets the two of them kept from the world - from his family... she thought about the fact that she did not believe the plan would work, that she really didn't want it to. In truth, she was scared about what the world would become, what Alex would make it into, and the thought in itself caused a cold shiver to run down her spine. She visibly tensed. Scavenger, through no fault of her own, was inexplicably drawn to the man she called General, and this made her vulnerable to all kinds of manipulation. Turning her head slightly, the short-haired girl felt a trickle of sweat running down her temple, and as it rolled down her check she allowed herself a small shudder. It had gotten so cold...

Her eyes automatically shifted to Ashley, and was comforted to find that the girl was still beside her, though now she remained seated at her desk, not paying attention to her surroundings. Ashley, it seemed, had become absorbed in her music, and so Scavenger was hesitant to disrupt her focus. A small frown pulled her eyebrows together, forming a crease in the space between, and she shifted herself from around the front of her desk to sit at her desk. She was trembling; there was no denying that. She ought to train herself not to think about Alex. It never did her any good. The man had never loved her before, and he'd given her no reason to think he'd change his ways any time soon. Releasing a sigh, she allowed her weight to settle into the chair. Speak of the devil... she thought, as Alex strolled through into the room. Scavenger turned away.

The quiet muttering of students came to a surprising halt, but Scavenger had not figured out the reason for it until she dragged her gaze upwards, and saw a figure before her whom she recognised almost instantly. Victoria. Another of Alex's allies, but the one which Scavenger trusted the least. There was something sinister about the woman, something which she was not so readily revealing to the world. Scavenger had learned to keep to herself with her thoughts and opinions, however, and so she merely pinched her lips together at the sudden sight, her eyes instinctively rolling with the words that came flying from the older woman's lips. My love... Scavenger repeated the words in her mind, but said nothing of this aloud. Folding her arms and pressing them to her chest, Scavenger relaxed into her seat.

Clearing her throat, Scavenger gave Ashley a warning glance, as if to suggest that she needed to remove Victoria's image from the school building as quickly as possible before one of the mortals took notice and started to ask questions. Whether Scavenger cared enough to seem considerate with Ashley or not, Scavenger was still the girl's higher-up, and she would assert her authority in certain situations without even a second of hesitation. She cared little for Victoria's views on her subtle command; while Alex did not love her, he at least protected her. That, in some sense, gave her an advantage over the older woman, and one which Scavenger had no problem using at the earliest opportunity. Merely to check, Scavenger leaned a little to the side, catching the way Alex bore a hole into the back of Victoria's 'image'. He was not pleased.

Dahvie listened to his wife's words in complete silence, his sceptical expression suggesting that he still wasn't convinced that she'd felt him in the way she thought she had. Like she had said, there were a lot of phantom feelings happening over the years, and Dahvie had been made to deal with that more often than he'd have liked to. And, as it was painfully obvious, trying to be the strong one in the relationship had only been making him much weaker. His immortal blood was supposed to make him eternally youthful, but he was starting to feel more like a 38-year-old than he actually looked, which was unsettling in its own right. If this continued, he'd die at a mortal age, in the body of a 17-year-old. The thought on its own caused his eyelids to flutter close and a soft sigh to escape his lips, even as he felt his wife guiding his hand to her lips. He paid it no mind. It had been a long while since he'd touched his skin to his wife's and felt the familiar tingle of desire.

Dahvie only became fully alert when he felt his wife slipping away from him, and he forced his eyelids up. They felt heavy. He hadn't slept enough last night for him to be any kind of energetic this morning. And so, as his wife went about her business getting dressed and such, Dahvie made his way over to the open window and sat on the ledge, dangling his legs over the edge and staring down at the drop. It was large, but nothing that his supernatural body couldn't handle. He thought briefly about what it would be like to just... let himself fall. He'd feel the wind whipping through his mortal clothes, before his legs hit the ground with an almost satisfying crack. He knew how to fall correctly and roll to safety. It was more of a case whether he'd allow himself to survive, or just drop.

He heard conversation behind him, but the sounds and voices all blended together into a low buzzing in his ear, and he became so involved in the wind that he cared not to focus on the specific words. The wind, which was threatening to pull him into its embrace, was much more welcome to him than anything his wife's servants could utter about him behind his back. His pale eyes were glued to the ground, before suddenly only Symone's voice was audible to him, and it was clearer somehow. Turning his head slowly, he allowed himself to stare at her for a moment or two whilst tugging at his bottom lip with his teeth, as if he was in deep thought about which motion he would choose. He could push himself forward, and test his will to survive, or he could go with his wife and face the possible disappointment of not seeing his old friend; this, as well, would sense Symone back into a state of depression. Neither path seemed like the obvious one, but he still had to choose. Slowly, he pressed his hands into the rock around him, before sliding back into the room and facing his wife. "Yes, I'm ready." He narrowed the space between them and placed his hand in hers, focusing anywhere but her eyes.

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#2015-07-09 00:32:41, as written by Simple_Imperfections

Nicholas waited patiently for his new friend to decided where they should start unpacking. It left them both with two options. Connect the wifi and never move from the couch. Or unpack the bedroom to actually get something done. It was a true dilemma. Getting Logan up to the bedroom could prove to be beneficial to them both later on. But it could also prove to be pointless and actually full of work. Hooking up the router would give them complete internet access which could prove to be a distraction from everything. Nicholas would never finish unpacking if he was too busy looking up silly kittens on YouTube. "I guess I'd rather be nosy than be the guy who set up your router and made you forget you had an entire house to empty." Logan placed the router back in the box and caused Nicholas to chuckle. The stranger had made his choice. "Well then let me show you to the bedroom." He said as he wiggled his eyebrows seductively. Nick was only kidding for the most part.

Turning on his heels, he guided Logan up the steps and through the hall. The master bedroom as the very last door. Inside it had many boxes and a bed frame. The dresser and tables haven't been set up yet. The rest of his bed was leaning up against the wall. Nicholas was very lazy when it came to this part. He was perfectly content with living out of boxes for a little while longer. "Guess we should get started." The Hispanic encouraged.

Alex had finally graced the classroom with his presence. That wasn't enough to get Ashley to pause her music. All he was going to do was teach the class and she was not hear to learn. She turned the music up a bit louder and glanced over towards Scavenger. She seemed just as uninterested as Ashley was. That was new for the dragon. To see her without a smirk glued to her face. Whatever was running through the dark haired gals mind was really bothering her. Ashley had half a mind to ask, but she decided against it. This was not a time to act sentimental. Not when Alex was teaching them and they had a job to do. Running her fingers through her hair, she decided to pull her ear buds out. Ashley was expecting to hear the voices of annoying mortals, but it was silent. Looking up from the phone she saw Victoria. Her Victoria. "Ashley, Ashley, My love, The device you gave to me did not work...." If Ashley could look more shocked, she would. Device? Device...? The phone. Ashley forced Victoria too keep a cellphone with her in her realm to keep contact. Apparently cellphones couldn't transfer phone calls and texts over different realms.

The dark skinned beauty should say something. Anything. But she was still stuck on the fact Victoria had actually shown up. Scavenger cleared her throat, which snapped Ashley out of her thoughts. Neither Scavenger nor Alex was pleased. In fact, Ashley can already see that she was going to get in a world of trouble for this. Not that she cared. Victoria showed up. Standing up, Ashley gestured for Victoria to follow her out of the classroom so that they could talk and not have to worry about mortal ears. When out of the room, Ashley let a smile form on her face. "You came."

Amorie walked into her classroom as two others walked out. If the reaper cared enough, she would have been a bit worried about why they were leaving. The blonde saw that the teacher had finally shown up and she just took her seat in the back. If the teacher wanted to question her he could. Not that she would tell him the truth. Amorie considered for a moment explaining exactly what she was doing and where she was just to see the look of confusion on his face. The thought caused her to giggle. She sat down and kicked her feet back up on the desk. Looking around she was half expecting Alec to be here at school already. But he wasn't. And he didn't text. Out of concern for her friend, she sent a quick message.
[TO]Alec
[MSG]Where ever you are, stay. School is boring. Just don't forgot the sleepover.

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#2015-07-09 11:55:37, as written by TheCrimsonLady

Victoria paid no heed to the countless others in the room. She knew Alexander was there but cared not an ounce. She wasn't physically there, so he couldn't actually touch her, nor could she him. Ignoring his and the minion's glares, Victoria followed Ashley out, though it was more that her image floated along with her.

"You came," Ashley spoke, and Victoria chuckled.

"Not exactly, my dear." she cooed, reaching out and brushing her spectral hand over Ashley's face/ "I have been banned from this realm, you know that, your...Aunt, made sure of that." she told her, lessening the spite she injected into the word Aunt. "I am only here to check on you, See how this realm has been treating my sweet girl." she lied, with a smile. "Also to make sure that the girl has yet to ruin our plans."she said with a nod as if it were an afterthought. "But first, my love, tell me, how is this place?" she asked her, sounding a lot like she actually cared. She did not one bit, but she needed Ashley to stay by her side, and if she were honest- which was rare unless the truth hurt more- then she would say that she did enjoy Ashley's company as carnal as her company had was. She was the niece of her sworn enemy after all, she just happened to be attractive.

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#2015-07-09 18:26:01, as written by Simple_Imperfections

Ashley knew that Victoria wasn't actually here. Her Aunt Erieda had made sure that she wasn't ever allowed to come back to the Mortal Realm. Ashley used to be quiet fond of her family up until they had done everything in their power to keep Victoria away from her. That was when she lost it. The only person that she hasn't thought about killing was her brother. Killing him again wasn't a good sign so she has avoided it. In fact she still talks to him on the promise he doesn't tell anyone. Their conversations are secret and happen behind closed doors. Victoria said that she was here to check on Ashley and the smile on her face widened a bit. But then she added her daughter Sunday. Ashley doesn't like Sunday. At all. She was nothing like her mother. "But first, my love, tell me, how is this place?" The dragon didn't even know where to start. "I hate it here without you. I am surrounded by family and then Uncle Alex insists I come to this stupid school." She started. This entire mortal realm experience was not fun. Especially with people telling her what to do all the time. It was not her cup of tea. Scavenger was someone she tolerate more than the others. The dark haired gal was still not her favorite, but it was better than Alex Davenport going around telling Ashley what to do and what not to do. "When can I come home?" The only reason, Ashley joined this group was for Victoria. If she had known the misery involved she would have second guessed the decision.

Amorie started playing games on her phone once more. Nothing important was going on at the moment. As usual. The only interesting thing happening right now was her high score. As she played, she shifted around in her seat to get more comfortable. She didn't plan on putting the game away anytime soon. Then her game was interrupted by a text from her friend. She lost. Again. Mumbling a few swear words, she checked the message. His family was throwing a party and he was inviting her. Amorie didn't mind. Especially if Alec wanted to go. He wouldn't deny her friend of his family so she would support him. Even if he found them annoying seventy percent of the time. So she texted back.
[TO] Alec
[MSG] I don't mind attending the party. We can always ditch if it starts to get weird or boring. And if we leave, then the sleepover becomes an option. Deal?

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#2015-07-09 21:25:58, as written by TheCrimsonLady

"I hate it here without you. I am surrounded by family and then Uncle Alex insists I come to this stupid school." Ashley complained and Victoria nodded, feigning sympathy. "When can I come home?"

"When this is all over and I can return to this realm." she told her gently. "Just do as Alexander says, and soon you'll be returned to me, my love." She told her sweetly."I miss you, darling, you must know that, our bed has been so cold without you beside me." she told her, ghosting her finger over Ashley's lips. "Soon, my love, soon we will be together again, and we can walk the realms without fear of prejudice." she said and smiled.

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#2015-07-12 20:34:24, as written by Simple_Imperfections

Ashley was hoping that Victoria would say that she could go home this instant. But she couldn't. She was to obey Uncle Alexander for a bit longer. Endure the people she was to take orders from until Victoria could be in the mortal realm. "Soon, my love, soon we will be together again, and we can walk the realms without fear of prejudice." The dark skinned beauty sighed a bit, but nodded. Soon. Soon felt like forever. But Ashley wasn't going to argue with Victoria. She would never argue with Victoria. Her intentions for Ashley were better than most. "Alright." Her voice, soft. "I should go. Uncle Alexander is probably planning my punishment for this." Although she never cared for family. He was still her uncle and so she calls him that. Even if he doesn't like it.

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#2015-07-13 13:18:04, as written by Kaeru

Alec turned his head towards Sunday, eyes wide, following her sudden outburst. She wanted to spend time with him. He should have expected as much, but the way in which she'd gone about telling him brought a flush to his own cheeks, although seeing her blush too made him feel slightly less self-conscious about it. Clearing his throat, he shifted his gaze forward, noticing that they were walking over relatively uneven ground; he didn't want to trip. As Sunday went about trying to fix her sudden burst, Alec couldn't bring himself to meet her gaze again, even though he felt slightly guilty about giving off such a negative reaction. He should've taken into consideration how sensitive she seemed, and how slightly crazy she was in addition to that. With the slight nod of his head, Alec forced a smile, but said nothing.

It was then that his phone buzzed against his leg once more, and he read Amorie's text. She wants to go... Shit. He shook his head slowly, then realised what he was doing and typed out a simple message in response to her.

[TO] Amorie
[MSG] It'll get weird before it gets boring, trust me, so we can just ditch after a while. Say a time, I'll pick you up.

Truth be told, Alec was enjoying the prospect of being able to take a night away from his family, where he could just sit down and watch movies until he fell asleep. What had made the idea all the better was that he'd found a friend who would join him in that, or in this case, invite him to spend the night. Sure, Amorie had her quirks - one of which being that she had the tendency to disappear out of the blue - but she was more like him than any of his other friends, and he appreciated that. But, no, instead of relaxing, Alec had to go to a hectic party, one of which his parents and grandparents would wholly disapprove of, to perform in his Aunt's band, be surrounded by annoying family members, and most likely have to deal with the awkward situation of introducing his new ~~stalker~~ acquaintance to his close friend. How fun it will be.

"Looks like I'll be there after all," Alec murmured without enthusiasm, slipping his phone back into his pocket as if the action in itself required most, if not all, of his remaining patience and/or energy. "Oh, and with Alexis, or... 'the dark-haired girl', just stay out of her way and you'll do fine. She won't bother you." He used his free hand to flick a finger under her chin, almost in a teasing manner, but the gentle and care-free sort of way that a friend would to another friend. He smiled, but it did not reach his eyes, which were hollow and tired. Letting his hand drop, he continued the rest of the way in absolute silence, not meeting Sunday's gaze for worry that she might start some other type of conversation, and came to a halt in front of the school gates. He didn't think he'd be allowed much further than that. Allowing his hand to slip out of hers, he gave her another brief and forced smile. "I'm in that building over there," he told her, pointing. "If you run into any trouble, you come find me." And with that, he turned and left, without waiting to hear her response, and made his way over to the college, where he'd find Amorie.

Alec travelled around until he found the classroom that his friend was sat inside of, and entered, looking entirely drained. He took the seat next to her with an exaggerated huff, his hands resting in his lap. "You will never believe what I just got myself into..."

Alex had been seated at his desk for some time now and, after informing the class of which pages they were to cover, had pretty much left his students to their own devices, which they were taking full advantage of. Some were chatting, some were on their phone, others were asleep. Only a select few had actually bothered with the assigned task, but Alex did not care enough to set them straight. Being a teacher was only his cover; a job to pay for his crappy apartment in the town so that he could roam the realms without first having to wander around in a gloomy forest and/or risk being seen by someone who might've found themselves a bit too curious. Whether the students learned anything from their classes or not, it was of no concern or worry to Alex.

It wasn't until he heard the loud sounds of heels travelling down the hallway that he'd even bothered to remove his chin from his palms and glance in the direction of the door, at which point a familiar blonde was making her way through it. It was totally uncharacteristic of him, but Alex felt it appropriate to roll his eyes at the sight of her, before he turned his head back to his class with an obvious look of utter disinterest painted onto his expression. It had become apparent to him over the past few hours that his followers, allies and family were of no mind to simply leave him alone for a bit, and allow him to get on with his 'job' in the peace that he so desperately craved. He'd brought some Remei with him simply because he needed eyes and ears around Parkwood, but other unwelcome visitors were beginning to appear. First his daughter, then his own son - whom he'd thought was locked away in another realm, then Victoria, and now Brooklyn.

As she spoke, Alex let out a slow, steady breath, giving the impression that recent events, combined with that moment, had quite simply caused him to deflate, leaving him as a hollow costume as opposed to a living, breathing man. Shoving his rear outward to shuffle the chair back, Alex had to practically heave his weight up, before he nodded to excuse himself, and made his way out of the classroom, where Victoria and Ashley were still stood, chatting like a couple of school girls. He cleared his throat impatiently, directed a glare at his niece. "Ashley, back inside. Read and annotate the assigned pages in the text book on your desk, or whatever." He gestured for her to enter and, without glancing at Victoria, turned his head back to Brooklyn. "Such a pleasure to see you here," he grumbled, lacking sincerity. "How may I help?"

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#2015-07-15 19:27:35, as written by MoonlightWraith

Brooklyn West

Brooklyn gave Alex an unsincere smile as she wandered into the hallway to speak to him, she hadn't even recognised Ashley until Alex addressed her as such, she looked at Alex in astonishment, she hadn't seen her in years and was astonished by her lack of ignorance as to who it was.
"That's Ashley?" She asked when she was in the room and no longer within earshot. "She's grown to be a fine looking girl." She shook her head ever so slightly, mentally slapping herself for getting distracted. "Anyway, I'm here because I'm enrolling the twins in the University." Brooklyn heard her phone whistle from her bad and she gracefully reached in and pulled it out, without having to awkward search about her bag.

[To: Logan]
[Okay, please tell your sister to check her phone, or even tell me what she wants to study, ugh if it was a friend she'd text them back instantly, I feel like when it comes to family she halfasses everything x]

Having quickly typed the message,she returned to attention to the wraith standing in front of her.
"I'm not here to get you to handle the enrolment, there's no doubt a man who works behind the admissions desk, I can handle him." She gave him a smile, but her eyes betrayed her worry. "All I need is for you to protect them, if it wasn't for your Remei, they wouldn't be in danger in the first place. Alexandria shouldn't be any trouble, but Logan I worry after, he's vulnerable." Brooklyn's smile had faded, her expression now as serious as the worry in her eyes. "If you won't do it because I asked you, do it for your family, they are your grand-neice and -nephew afterall, I know how much you value family, and like it our not I am part of that family now."

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#2015-07-16 17:29:28, as written by Kaeru

Alec couldn't help but laugh at Amorie's guesses, though he shook his head a little as if to suggest that it was something else entirely. "No, strangely enough this had nothing to do with my family," he corrected her, leaning back in his chair. He stretched out his legs slowly and kicked up one of them, positioning it somewhat over the other. "Remember that Goth-type girl who was stood in the rain, and she collapsed on me?" he asked, though it was rhetorical. Of course she remembered; she was there at the time. "As it turns out, she's a Siren," he started, raising a lone brow as if to mock a sense of surprise, which had actually worn off within minutes of finding out. "And... I think there's something worrying about her, but I can't quite put my finger on it." The words were not a lie. While Alec felt the strange urge to protect Sunday - which he assumed was because of her child-like nature and innate innocence - he couldn't help but feel like there was something more to it than merely thinking she was adorable, in an obvious sort of way. "When I ran off earlier, it was because she was calling to me, y'know, like a Siren. The call wore off as soon as I saw her; she said she'd done it because she didn't want to be alone... But... the hotel was full of people." He gave a small shrug, turning back to face the front of the classroom. "I think I accidentally signed up to be her protector, almost..." He gestured to the area behind himself with his thumb, but he meant to point in the direction of the high school. "Thank god she's in that building instead."

Alex wasn't at all surprised by the shock Brooklyn was displaying. As she looked over to Ashley, so did he, and they both gazed for a few moments - it seemed. Alex had witnessed Brooklyn in her youth, but only briefly, at which time she was - he assumed - dating Andrew, and Ashley was only a child. Still small and innocent. A stark contrast to how she appeared nowadays. He was caught off guard by Brooklyn's question, which caused him to turn his head back to her, and he nodded slightly as a response. "Yes, well, she's quite different now," he agreed, though he meant that in more ways than one. Alex said no more on the subject as Brooklyn continued on about her children, which mattered very little to Alex. He only needed Brooklyn as an ally for the time being, at least until he had a stronger foothold in the Fae Realm, and he had enough eyes and ears wandering around that Logan and Lexi were of no use to him whatsoever. However, he was in no position to refuse the extra help, so he merely nodded along, murmuring a forced approval of the woman's decision.

It was the few requests that came next which sparked issue in Alex. As much as he wanted to keep Brooklyn happy, as she was one of his main allies, he didn't feel he owed her anything other than to protect her islands if they were, say, invaded by another opposing force. As such, he looked down at her with an expression of utter contempt for the mere fact that she'd suggested he be her children's babysitter. It was not his job to protect her failure of a son, nor her sex-crazed daughter. When she had finished rambling on about family, Alex's lips pinched together and a frown created a crease between his brows. "No offense meant, of course, but it would make no difference to me whether your children were here or in another realm, alive or dead. I have the men and women I need already here; if I had required the services of you or your children, I would have asked. And I refuse to waste my time making sure your children aren't running into danger; I have other concerns." It wasn't until after his mini rant that he realised how rude he was being. Lifting his hand, he pinched his nose so hard that it turned the skin of his fingers and around his nose white from the pressure. "I'll have Kellin watch them. I'm heard he's quite fond of Lexi, anyhow."

Turning around, he made his way back to his classroom door and, placing a hand on the door knob, he hesitated for only a moment. "If that is all?" he asked, sounding disinterested.

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Ashley Vincent

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a character in “Outcasters: Third Generation”, as played by Simple_Imperfections

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