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located in Greythorne, a part of greythorne, one of the many universes on RPG.

Greythorne

A small town located somewhere in British Columbia which is known as a safe place for supernatural creatures of all kinds.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Rosie Thompson Character Portrait: Neden Isimir
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ALEX GARCIA
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to be alive: not just the carcass, but the spark.
that's crudely put, but. . .

if we're not supposed to dance, why all this music?

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Alex grinned when Phoenix agreed to leaving early, taking a moment to pump his fist and very lamely whisper “Yes,” to celebrate his miniature victory over attending oppressive fancy parties. He couldn’t help but sigh contentedly when Phoenix kissed his cheek and took his hand, the combination of love and whatever carnal desires were running through his head were enough to bring any man to his knees. Phoenix practically had him on a leash- Alex would go wherever he desired. This ball wasn’t something he’d choose to go to, not after last Halloween, but for Phoenix… Anything for Phoenix. And, hey, if he could get laid at the end of the night he’d do just about anything, so that probably played into it too.

As soon as they entered the mansion, though, Alex started to feel caged in. He tried not to look too tense, but he knew he couldn’t hide that from Phoenix if he tried. They’d known each other too long, Nix knew all his tells. Luckily, Phoenix seemed distracted by looking around long enough for Alex to take a few deep breaths and try to slow down his heart rate. You’re fine, He thought to himself, You’re going to be fine. Nothing bad is going to happen. But he couldn’t shake the dread that settled into his chest. Was this anxiety or an omen? As much as he really didn’t want to he started almost frantically scanning the room; exits were found, and he tried to make out the identities of anyone wearing masks. Marianne Ward, Silas Thorne, Kevin-

He jumped when Phoenix spoke, quickly turning to face the other man.

Alex reached out and placed a hand on Phoenix’s arm. It was just Phoenix. He was fine. He just needed to breath, ground himself, calm down. ”Uhh…” He vocalized, looking right into Phoenix’s eyes for some sign of assurance- this was fine, he was okay. He was okay.

His mind flashed to someone he’d seen while quickly surveying the room and he said, ”Actually, I need to talk to, umm,” He gestured vaguely in Rosie’s direction; he knew it was very likely if he didn’t head over there now that she’d be too busy for the foreseeable future. ”So why don’t you go talk to Zoe, and I’ll go have a quick word with Ms Thompson, and then I’ll get us both a drink and come find you.” He forced out the thoughts that, the last time he’d left Phoenix to go do something else at an event like this, he’d been stabbed and technically died. Before Phoenix could ask, he added, [color=#3A0A4D][b]”I’m okay, I promise, just got a little overwhelmed. I’ll find you.” He leaned in and gave Phoenix a kiss that was just a little too long to be considered chaste, and went to work his way over to Rosie.

He started talking before he’d even come to a full stop in front of her, ”Hey Ms Thompson, could I have a moment of your-” He paused, only then fully realizing that Neden was there. He looked between the two of them for a moment, ”I’m not… Interrupting something, am I?” He shook his head, ”I’ll be quick.” Focusing back on Rosie, and trying to sound a lot more confident than he felt, he said, ”I want to try to help with… All the attacks and stuff, uhh…” This was going great, ”I know I’ve said I can’t control the visions, and I can’t, but I can force them on, and I wanted to try to see if we could maybe predict if and when an attack would be.” He took a deep breath, nervously shifting his gaze to the floor, ”I know that trying to predict the future isn’t a sure bet, and I don’t have the best track record but… Greythorne is my home, and I want to try, and in the past year everything I’ve been able to interpret has come true, and I don’t know if I’m finally coming into my powers or just finally figuring out how they work, but I want to try… If you’ll give me a chance.” He nodded, mostly to himself, and looked back up at Rosie, really hoping he wasn’t interrupting something serious and important to beg to be given the chance to try to predict the next time people in town would be murdered.