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Character Portrait: Lydia Levnot Character Portrait: Jesse Levnot Character Portrait: Leona Wickham Character Portrait: Edmund Wickham
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The music rang in her ears. She hadn't wanted to come in the first place. Parties weren't her kind of gig. She'd rather have a smaller get together with her coven members, playing cards and drinking. But she was here, pulled along by her very different brother. While her brother enjoyed this, she didn't. Truthfully she was probably only brought along because โ€˜A: he thought she was being a crude or B: he needed an excuse to leave the party early. Often was Lydia the responsible one. Being the next Coven leader โ€“ she had to be. It wasnโ€™t the original plan, but when Jesse hadnโ€™t developed the signs and she did, she became the game changer for the family.

A few members of her coven were at the party as well. Lydia kept an eye out for them as well. Anyone could be there after all. Her initial arrival to the party she hung in the back of the room. When guys wouldn't leave her alone, and she had to begin slapping and elbowing a few of them, she made a break for outside. Maybe she was a crude. To drunk men at least. Unlike many of the females at the party, Lydia seemed to have standards. She wasn't a girl for a one night stand. There had been times she'd broken that rule, but it was rare. Typically only happening when she needed the quick stress relief.

She took a seat in the expandable camp chairs, taking a beer from the cooler. She popped open the bottle cap with ease, using her abilities to cheat slightly. Being a witch was something she loved. There was so much more than herself. There were her abilities. Which in her coven, were unmatchable - excluding her own Mother of course. The supreme often put Lydia in her place when she felt she was getting cocky. The bruises around her body and lashes on her back that have long faded a clear sign of the harsh discipline.

Yelling tore her from her mindless thoughts as she stared into the fire. Fire always being something she found intriguing, the way the flames danced like no one was watching. She looked around and saw nothing, across from her she did see a sight she had hoped to avoid. The notorious Edmund Wickham. Famous for taking girls to his bedroom, and the girls leaving without him. His temper also had him well known. Perhaps the biggest reason of all for the fame being the rivalry of Covens. Since the beginning it had been this way. Both houses taught to hate one another. The initial fight of the houses was past forgotten, but the grudge remained. She avoided his gaze and turned her head when someone tapped her shoulder. Ryan, a younger coven member.
"Ms...Ms.Levnot, there's a fight. Your brother, he's beating the shit out of someone" he spoke quickly, and Lydia tipped over her chair as she got up, leaving her beer in the drink slot.

For being 5'2, she arrived rather quickly. A circle enveloped around the two boys. Jesse being on top of some dark haired guy, punches going straight into the guys face. The man on the ground struggled to protect himself, and Jesse was cursing at him at each throw. Lydia pushed her way through the crowd to the two, and grabbed the back of Jesse's shirt. A punch was about to go her way until Jesse realized who it was.

A punch then hit him in the jaw, and it was moments before Jesse beat the guy back into the ground. Jesse grabbed Lydia roughly once he turned his back to the guy on the ground, moving her to the fence where he cornered her. Lydia however, wasn't fazed.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he spat in her face, obviously enraged, and slightly drunk. She whipped her hand out of his grasp and looked him dead in his eyes.
"Getting you out of trouble, as typical" her response made him narrow his eyes. "I had it handled Lydia" he said, his voice rising much louder than hers.
"Ah yes. Because beating a guy into the ground and drawing a crowd is handling it. Grow the fuck up" she growled, soon a pain was in her stomach in which he punched.
"Who the hell do you think you are, miss high and mighty. I'm still your older brother" he whispered near her ear, and Lydia had had enough. She raised her knee straight into his crotch, when he doubled over she kicked him once more. "Check yourself Jesse. Find your own ride home too" Lydia walked away enraged by her brother's behavior, and going back to her spot on the fire she saw Ryan sitting in her chair, drinking her beer. He scrambled up when he spotted her, apologizing and running of to get her a new one.

Lydia sat back down, putting her head into her hands in a vain attempt to calm her raging headache.



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After receiving a call from a friend about the party, he just had to go. Jesse never got the change to go to college. Being a witch prevented that possibility. Both he and Lydia had their high school degree, but their lives now steered far from the social normality. That was what sparked his initial curiosity. Jesse had her famous stories about notorious house college parties. About cops being called, about the women, about the keg stands. He didn't want to hear stories any longer about such an event, he wanted to experience it.

When the phone with his friend was hung up, he immediately texted Lydia. Convincing the girl it'd be good for the people of the Coven to get out and live a little. Typically many were high strung from the pressure their so called "gift" had. Being a witch wasn't without it's cons. The fear of being caught or discovered weighed on all their shoulders. Those that couldn't at least control their abilities were the ones the coven feared the most.

Jesse wasn't the strongest witch by far, but he could control his powers. Strong emotions made such a thing harder but typically he was alright. Instead of the magic, he had the brawn. Luckily, he had something at all. He was the one that was meant to lead the Coven, and he remembered the disappointment on his Mother's face when he didn't exhibit any signs of it. When Lydia did, she was focused upon in the Coven, becoming revered to a point. He despised that side of her. Jesse remembered his sister before they found out, it was much easier then. They were equals, and now he had to ask her permission for things.

Lydia had driven them to the party after much debate. Apparently she didn't trust Jesse to drive as he was going to get wasted. His sister wasn't wrong. He'd had a few too many drinks. While sober he was a nicer guy, drinking brought out the contained beast within. All the hate, all the anger, all the sadness surfaced forward with each sip of liquid. He was too far gone by the time he realized his change in behavior. Now it simply was, and there wasn't going to be a stopping it until the morning after.

So when a guy bumped straight into him, spilling his drink on Jesse - he wasn't having it. It started with the yelling of dirty names, and then threats. Before he knew it they were outside and then there was a crowd. The dark haired guy punched first, and that was Jesse's cue to punch back. He unleashed his anger upon the unknowing participant. After a few punches the man was bloody, and Jesse's fist were red and becoming bruised.

The tug upon his shirt made him raise his fist. Seeing his sister his anger only boiled more before it became her fault that the man got a hit in on him. Jesse made sure he wouldn't be getting up anytime soon. Practically steaming he took his sisters hand, squeezing the blood from it before bringing her near the metal fence, yelling down at her.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" her response made him role his eyes. Of course she was acting as if she was the superior, and the big girl."I had it handled Lydia" he spat back at her, but her calm look only made him more angry. He wanted a reaction from her. He wanted her to fear him as others did. So when he put a punch into her, causing her to knock back into the fence, it was uncontrolled. Jesse didn't expect the retaliation from his sister, so when he fumbled to the ground hissing in pain he only stuck his middle finger up at her as she walked away.

It took him a few moments before he could really get back up. Using the metal fence as support he holstered himself back up, his knuckles purple when he looked at them. People came over to him with worried glances, some cheering at him kicking the guys ass previously. Girls tried approaching him to swoon, which he only pushed past to get into the house. Once inside he took in the smell of boos and sweat. Of course his mind wasn't thinking as clearly as typical. Not watching where he was going he bumped straight into someone of much smaller stature. Looking he saw the person and growled in his throat.
"Leona" he said simply, looking down at the half naked girl who looked as buzzed as many there. The look of disdain on his face was present. As all people of his Coven, he hated any Wickham.