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Ember Payne

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a character in “Bellingstone”, as played by Lilac

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"And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet."
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends: The Poems and Drawings of Shel Silverstein




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FULL NAME
Ember Grace Payne

NICKNAMES
Em, Emmy

DATE OF BIRTH
April 3, 1896

AGE
122, Bitten at the age of 16

OCCUPATION
Pretends to be a homeschooling high school student
Runs an Etsy shop where she sells crochet and knitted things

GENDER
Female

SEXUALITY
Heterosexual

DIALOGUE COLOR
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PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
She's a twig of a thing, but a long twig at that, standing at 5'9 and weighing in at around 125 lbs. She hit a growth spurt shortly before leaving her human life behind, and is glad that she did, because she likes being tall. Her skin is very pale, though it barely lightened a few shades in her second phase of life, and has always been nearly just as porcelain as it is now, back then. Her hair is light blonde, and her eyes bright and blue, and as she despises, very, very light sensitive.

PERSONALITY
Unlike Lucy and Theo, Ember can't say that her personality has changed much from the time that she was still a human to now, despite that being over a century ago. Immature isn't the word to describe her... or maybe it is, but it definitely isn't the word that she would use. Maybe a better word to describe her would be impish. She's a troublemaker and always has been, and she loves it. "Life isn't fun when you're following other people's rules!" you'll hear her insist whenever she's trying to convince someone into joining her in the fun, as she sports a mischievous smile that's hard to say no to. Whether it's as silly as pulling a chair out from someone when they're about to sit down, or feeding off of a neighbor who she knew was having an affair, and ensuring that the body was left on the other man's property in a way that framed him for the crime (which prompted the Paynes to have to move one of the many times that they did, fifty or so years ago...), Ember likes trouble, big or small. As she will tell you, it's not her fault; the trouble just seems to find her, even when she's trying to behave. Though it would be nice to say that she has morals and knows when to stop, the truth is that she takes it too far quite often. She's intelligent enough to know when the laugh won't outweigh the negatives, but if she knows that she can get away with something without consequences on her part, she's definitely going to do it because... why not?

Especially when compared to her sister, Ember is a social butterfly. She's definitely not as reserved or independent as Lucy is, and she can't imagine living a week, nonetheless years alone like Theo did before he "found" them. She likes having people to talk to, and she talks quite a bit, so it's a good thing that there's two people in her household for her to interact with, because it's likely that Lucy would be long gone if she had to deal with it alone, despite how used to it she probably is. Arguably the most affectionate out of their family, Ember doesn't have to try hard to keep up the facade that she's only been on the planet for sixteen years, because her spirit still has that bubbly and youthful energy of a teenager, too.

LIKES
Mischief & Adventure
Crafts
Pop Culture
Socialization
Music (she's mastered many instruments)

DISLIKES
The implications that come with forever being a minor
Responsibility
People without a sense of humor
Trivia
Math

FEARS
☠ For no good reason, she's scared of hunting alone
☠ Eternity - being able to live for centuries and centuries is scary, sometimes, when there's no clear end in sight
☠ Any of her mischief getting her into real trouble, or forcing her siblings to abandon her





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BIOGRAPHY
Ember was born into an upper middle class family at the end of the 1890's. Her mother died days after her birth due to complications from the birth, and though Ember knows that it's not her fault that that happened, there's always a part of her that has felt guilty. Her father worked his way up from being poor, into being an influential businessman and politician in Wisconsin, and her older sister, Lucy, was always bright and well-liked in their community. Ember was never quite as driven as her father, or intelligent as her sister, but her grandmother taught her how to knit, sew and crochet at a young age, and so it was pretty much decided that after school, she would probably go on to become a housewife. At sixteen, Ember still felt like she had the world ahead of her before that would happen, despite knowing that many girls her age were already getting married or engaged, so it didn't worry her. She knew that she didn't want to just be some man's wife, but she didn't think about it often.

It was around that time, however, that her father came home one afternoon with a couple, one that Ember knew as being friends with her father, and their son, who was probably only two or three years older than her. He socialized with the other adults, insisting Ember spend time with the boy, John, and after it was all over, her father revealed that he intended on her marrying John. What she thought would never happen was happening so quickly, and Ember was too rebellious to just have an adult discussion with her father. Instead, she decided that the only plausible solution was to run away. She wanted to wait until her sister was home from Massachusetts before she did, to say goodbye to her one last time, so she waited a few weeks until Christmas time. It was cold, but she insisted that Ember go out for a walk with her in the woods behind their house, just like they used to do before Lucy went off to college and became a nurse. She was waiting for the right time to explain to her that she needed to borrow some money for a train ticket out east, when a storm came in and the girls sought shelter deeper in the woods. That was really all that Ember remembered. The next thing she knew, she had been turned by Theo, who, for good reason, Ember was terrified of for the first few months that he basically held them captive, but oddly, grew to love as a brother over the next century. The fact that he had provided her a guilt-free way to escape the life that she was already trying to escape helped.

MISCELLANEOUS
She struggles, and sometimes outright refuses, to survive off of animal blood like many of the other vampires in Bellingstone seem to do.


So begins...

Ember Payne's Story

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The transition that came with moving to Bellingstone still had not settled down for Ember. Out of her family, she was the one who was probably the most resistant to the change, actually, even if she didn't dislike the town as a whole. She wasn't used to living around other supernatural beings. She had met other supernaturals before, but never had she and her siblings settled down in a town with them. They were more used to living on the outskirts of human towns, sometimes in isolated and minutely-populated places where the nearest neighboring house couldn't be seen for miles, or sometimes in more crowded areas where their arrival and departure wasn't given much thought. Small towns like this, where everyone seemed to know everyone, wasn't their thing, but Ember wasn't opposed to it. If anything, that was the one thing that her siblings were more fearful of, but when it came to her, she liked the socialization. What she disliked were the rules. Never before had she been expected to feed off of animal blood. The thought alone, she would tell you, was enough to make her sick to her stomach. That was why it wasn't a rule that she followed. It wasn't the only rule that she broke frequently, but it was probably the most serious. In her defense, she knew better than to feed off of any humans in Bellingstone, or even in the surrounding communities. She felt like it was dramatic, but most of the time, TJ insisted on driving them out of the state once a week just so that Ember could have her way and feed off of humans. By the end of the week, she was usually itching for more, but she never gave in to her siblings' pleas for her to just settle for animal blood while they were in Bellingstone. It was stubborn, illegal and immoral, especially when they were living in a town founded off of the idea that multiple species could co-exist without one killing the other, but Ember never felt remorse for her human victims. It was just something that had to happen, and though she personally didn't feel the need to keep it a secret, she did, just out of respect for her siblings who she knew weren't interested in having to move again so soon.

She always hunted at night, and only a couple of hours ago did she, Theo and Lucy arrive back home from their weekly out of state trip for her. Since sleep wasn't a necessity for vampires, all that Ember felt when they got home was re-energized. Walking into Felix's diner still meant that her eyes immediately fell upon the humans that were sitting there, some in booths and others at tables or at the counter, as it was impossible for her to ignore how sweet they smelled even when she wasn't hungry, but it was nothing she needed to act upon. "Good morning my little darlings," she sang in a voice that was overly sweet as she helped herself to a seat at the counter. Axel and Sydney were there, two people who Ember interacted with regularly on Saturdays. It was sort of a ritual for her to come to the diner for breakfast, and sometimes other meals throughout the week. Her brother refused to frequent the place because of his own personal issues with werewolves as a whole, so in part, the habit began simply as a way to annoy him. It had grown though once she realized that there was amusement in bothering the employees of the diner, and since Ember often found herself bored, getting under people's skin had become her favorite pastime. "I would like a menu and for you to let me know what you have that's gluten, GMO, sugar and fat free," she stated happily, knowing good and well that the werewolves across the counter knew that human food wasn't necessarily or beneficial at all to vampires. She was only pretending that she was on some strict diet, of course, but making their lives a bit harder only made hers more fun.

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He had moved to the kitchen by the time Sydney's text came through. Axel's right hand held a pan over the stove, pushing an egg away from him before pulling sharply, flipping it over with ease. His left hand, however, he used to fish the buzzing phone out of his pocket. With a thumb, he punched out his response -

To: Syd
See u soon ;)


- and pocketed the phone after sending it her way. One step further, he told himself. The winky face wasn't inherently flirty, but it felt like something a real couple would send each other. But they were far from there - they had been for six years, and it would certainly still take ages for their relationship to be anything worth calling a "relationship". He knew they would never have what she and Albrecht had, and frankly, the idea of it was vaguely nauseating.

It was nothing against Sydney, of course. Perhaps in another life, they might have had something authentic, not bred out of some sort of mourning - she for the love of her life, he for his life. It was nauseating, instead, to think of the many ways in which he was becoming his older brother. Meeting expectations, following the unspoken guidelines Al had set - he should have lost his mind years ago.

He pushed his way through the swinging door and into the dining room, carrying the eggs he had just cooked along with a pot of coffee. Axel placed the eggs at the appropriate table, filling coffee mugs as he crossed the room.

"Look at that - reminds me of your dear brother," the dining patron remarked, stirring cream into her coffee as she looked up at Axel, smiling gently. "Thank goodness you never were as tall as him." He offered a smile of his own - albeit an awful, pained sort of smile - before he retreated to the counter once more.

It was while he dealt with a new smudge on his counter that he heard the door open, foretelling Sydney's entrance into the diner. Without looking up, he could tell from her tone that she had her arms crossed, brow cocked in that way of hers. Axel gave a soft sigh and stood up, pressing a hip into the counter as he crossed the towel over his shoulder casually.

"Anything interesting?" he parroted, blinking in feigned surprise as she turned from him to stow away her belongings. "Hon, I didn't think you took me for a gossip." Axel opened his mouth to speak again, but he cut himself off as she asked about Al. His throat caught for a moment, and he crossed his arms over his chest tightly.

"Haven't heard that one in a while...few years at least." How hard it had been those first few months with whispers of Albrecht returning, staying out West, living his life, dying. Axel gave a soft sigh and uncrossed his arms, forcing himself to calm down again. "Syd, it's been six years. It'll be a cold day in hell before I see that jackass again." He could have continued speaking, but that was when the door opened again, and Ember waltzed in. Her voice, sing-songy and laced with a sickeningly sweet tinge, filled the dining room of the diner and caught Axel's attention. He rested a hand briefly on Sydney's shoulder, rubbing his hand against the fabric of her blouse in an affectionate manner, as if trying to give her some reassurance. It was the least he could do.

He focused his attention onto Ember now, crossing his arms as a smirk of amusement caught in the corner of his mouth. Axel was quite used to this Saturday routine by now, and though Ember always managed to waste a fair amount of his time, it still managed to provide a moment of amusement before the day began to drag along.

"Morning, sunshine," he replied. "Lot of conditions you've got today. Sounds like you'd be looking for a glass of our finest tap water." Still, he slid a menu from behind the counter so that it rested in front of her spot.

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Tap water truly probably was the only option at the diner that met all of Ember's requirements, but she scrunched her nose up at the suggestion. "Tap water? Really? Isn't it too early for you to be so... insulting?" she inquired, as if she were somehow way too good for tap water. It was obviously silly, because Ember didn't need anything from the diner. A drink packed with protein and vitamins would offer her no more nutritional value than tap water, because her body didn't absorb... anything. Barely anything, at least. The only thing that she needed to survive was blood, but she could still consume food, even if it didn't have much of a purpose. After being changed into a vampire, Ember actually struggled to let go of many of her human habits, including eating three meals a day. Even if she didn't need to eat, it still felt proper. Aside from that, she often got bored, and sitting down and eating was a way to kill time, if not give time a purpose. She ate meals regularly for at least twenty years or so as a vampire before the ritual faded out. Now, she liked to eat only as a purpose of socialization by frequenting the restaurants in Bellingstone. If she could have just come in, caused her trouble and left, she would have, but obviously that was only acceptable to do when she was a paying customer.

After a long and dramatic sigh, Ember's eyes scanned the menu, but she wasn't actually reading it. She pushed it to the side after only a few seconds, a smile returning to her face as she said, "I'm feeling spontaneous today. Surprise me." She looked to Sydney then, her smile widening ever so slightly. "You know, I read that Liam Neeson ate wolf meat a few years ago for some movie he was in. If anything ever happens to you, instead of having your ashes scattered in your favorite place like people do, you should give Axel permission to cook you and serve you here. I would pay to see what you taste like." Though she usually started her days off on a more innocently-annoying note, Ember was feeling energized today. She couldn't resist jumping to a more graphic, and yet equally humorous (in her mind) topic.

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A few customers had walked into the diner now and Sydney could not just wait for Axel's responses. She really needed to know something and needed to know it now. She had let out a sigh with an eye roll then went over to take the customers orders and pinned them into the appropriate place for the cook to see but gathered up the drinks herself and delivered them. She told the customers that their food will be out momentarily then she walked back around the counter and eyed Axel, arching another brow towards him. Once his lips had parted to speak, she was on edge. She was really eager to hear what he was about to say and couldn't wait for him to spill something that would make her feel better, at least a little bit.

"First, don't ever call me hon. It's weird coming from you." She spoke in a honest tone then sighed. "I do not take you for a gossip, Axel. I was just hoping that you heard something about Al, that's all." Sydney said as her eyes flashed over towards Axel, who had just called Albrecht, her lover and his own brother, a jackass. She slapped his arm and scoffed slightly as the bell dinged that the orders she had taken were ready. She turned heel and went to grab the plates, delivering them to the table then went back by Axel's side. "I'm sorry. It's just that I miss him so much and these rumors about his return are really getting to me."

After she spoke those words, the door opened again and it was their usual chipper customer, Ember. She felt Axel's hand upon her shoulder then couldn't help but eye him with a soft smile. Of course, she liked Axel as Alpha but truly, she was in love with Albrecht. Her gaze then went to Ember, who had all of these terms and conditions about her order. With her brow raised, she was about to comment and respond but Axel had beat her to the punch already. Snickering at Axel and shaking her head, some more customers had walked in and she went over to serve them.

Upon her returning back around the counter, her phone had chimed in her back pocket as she couldn't really see who was sending her a text right now. Sydney grabbed the coffee pot then went over to fill up some mugs after giving another customer their coffee first. She delivered her customer food and thanked them then hoped that they enjoyed their meal. Sydney went over towards the counter again, looking at Ember with a smile. "So, is our finest tap water pleasurable enough for you? Or do you need another look at the other menu options?" Sydney joked as her gaze when down towards her phone, eyes locked with the device as she seen June's name stroll across the screen and read his message.

This was a sign of relief right here but then again, she honestly wondered what he had heard and what he knew. Before she had a moment to type out a response, Ember's words were targeted directly at her. "You know, if I didn't have these customers and you didn't look like a teenager, I would totally kick your ass. Plus, I have too much to think about right now so you're at the bottom of my list. When I get to you, you'll know it." Sydney said as the hairs on the back of her neck began to stand up. She spoke so that only Ember could hear her and knew that her comeback was not as good as she wanted it to be. She was really losing her touch because she had a lot of other emotions filling her up inside right about now.

Once she had regained her composure, she turned away from Ember and finally responded to June's text.

To: June Bug
Not really okay but what have you heard, Junie?


Sydney sent the message then turned back around, her elbows upon the counter as she leaned down now and sat her phone down not too far away from her, waiting for June to text her back.

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She had only left her home moments before getting a phone call from her student's mother, Rebecca. Who constantly claimed as if Ophelia wasn't giving her daughter, Naomi 'the attention she deserved.' The vampire could admit, the girl had talent. Could she become as famous as Lia was when she was younger, no. Then again, very few ever impressed her enough for her to see herself in them. Which was the main reason Lia believed herself to be the best teacher in Bellingstone. She had gone through the ups and downs of being in the limelight with; film, music, dance, etc. She knew what she taught and didn't feel the need to prove her talent and experience to some mere mortal who couldn't shut her mouth for two seconds to hear the teacher's professional opinion. Ophelia was rubbing her temples, trying to control her temper as the tongue lashing continued. Leave to some dance mom to ruin her good morning. She took a deep breath looking towards her diamond rings, fixing them as she spoke disinterested to the mother. She wanted to "I--..M--...Madam Bishop. I understand. Now understand me, I have done this for decades, I have been the muse for composers, singers, artists for generations," Ophelia wasn't above bragging, anyone who spent an hour with her could tell you that. But, it was never out of the need to brag. She didn't need to do anything, she just enjoyed talking about the experience she had gone through in her life. "I know what I am talking about with your daughter, Naomi is very talented, and when I am with her I give her my undivided attention but I cannot just throw away my other students for her." Naomi was good, great every once and a while when she got out of her own head and truly listened to her teacher but not great enough for Ophelia to drop her other thirteen students. They were all talented, some with the potential to be phenomenal but those were the ones who didn't want to commit their lives to their craft like Lia has said to do time and time again. She continued to listen to the mother as she parked her car and fixed her cat eye sunglasses in the rearview mirror. Adding a small 'mmhm' every once and a while to let the woman believe she was listening. When really she just wanted her cup of coffee from the wolves' diner before going to deal with mainly entitled humans for the next few hours, wishing someone would just stake her with a silver pole already (jokingly, of course.)

"Madam, we can talk more about this when it is time for her session but, for now, this is where I am to end the conversation." Before the woman could protest her hanging up, Ophelia pressed the 'end call' button in her car and took a breath of relieving that she could finally relax once more. She had too good of a night and morning to let someone ruin it within minutes. She looked at herself for another moment in her mirror, fixing her flyaway hairs, her red lipstick, and necklace to make sure everything was perfect before she walked around town for the rest of the day. She had an image to uphold after all. Smiling at what she saw, the vampire locked her car, walking across the street to get to the diner. She needed her daily cup of black coffee even if the caffeine did as much for her as anything else, it was more of a taste thing for her. She smiled towards the group of men who held the door open for her but, kept her head forward. When she saw Ember at the counter speaking towards Sydney, someone Ophelia didn't know a lot about other than she was a wolf. Lia chuckled softly, taking a seat next to the younger vampire. "Ember, isn't a tad early for you to be harassing the townsfolk?" Her smirk grew as she slid glasses on top of her head before turning her eyes towards the adolescent looking girl.

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Ember's remark only caused him to light up, the grin on his face broadening to expose beautiful teeth and crinkle his eyes. "Isn't it a little too early for you to be so snarky?" he countered. He considered throwing in a "young lady" for good measure, but they both knew she was already far older than he would ever hope to live to. "Or is bottled water more up your alley?"

He watched for a moment or two as she perused the menu before retreating to the kitchen once more. Axel continued cooking, working on some mixture of breakfast and lunch items as the time wore on. He glanced through the window separating the kitchen from the dining space to catch Sydney glancing down at her phone. Axel opened his mouth, as if to ask a question, but he was silenced as Sydney hissed to Ember, her voice to low even for his heightened senses to register from behind the window. But he could tell something was bugging her and bugging her greatly.

Axel loaded a few plates on a tray and brought them out to rest on the counter beside Sydney. One plate he picked up and slid gently along the counter to Ember. It bore nothing outstanding - an egg or two scrambled up with a hash brown next to it. But he had placed a large helping of ketchup along the edge of the plate. If one squinted enough, perhaps it could look something like a comical rendering of a blood splatter - certainly, that was what Axel had in mind when he placed it there, far enough away from the rest of the food that she couldn't request a new plate due to contamination.

"Looks to be to your liking," he remarked as he slid the tray towards Sydney. "Let me know if I can get you anything else, sunshine." Ophelia walked in as he finished speaking, and the wolf offered her a quick smile and a wave. Turning away from Ember now, he looked back at Sydney, who leaned against the counter, glancing occasionally at her phone.

"Everything okay, Sydney?" he asked, taking care to steer away from pet names for her for now. "Something the matter?" He could tell something was weighing on her - the pack had that sort of sixth sense when it came to each other. Her emotions were filling the air around her, pressing into Axel and causing him to grow vaguely anxious. He hated to see her like this, or any pack member like this. Perhaps these rumors about Al still got to her though Axel had long ago given up any hope of the prodigal son returning. Instead, he had been left in this shit town with the pack to look after. If Al were smart, he'd never come back.

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"There's nothing I enjoy more on Saturday mornings than you and your empty threats," Ember replied, smiling in an innocent way that was indirectly devious as Sydney turned away from her. She had found a straw a few inches away on the diner counter and was nearly ready to wad up the paper wrapped that concealed it into a spitball to launch at Axel's head now that he had returned from the kitchen. He gave her a plate of food before leaving her with a sarcastically cheery comment about her needing anything else, but before she could act on her instinct to deploy the spitball, or question Sydney about what she was so busy thinking about, Ophelia had taken a seat next to her and was questioning her on whether it was appropriate to be bothering everyone so early in the morning. Ember was tempted to remind her that time was a man-made concept, and that the sun being newly-risen didn't dictate her behavior since she wasn't like these people who had just woken and were probably still grumpy and tired. She was also tempted to tell Ophelia that she got the best reaction out of people when they weren't fully awake and on their guard yet, but she didn't. Even if she unfairly felt like werewolves and humans and a few other supernatural subcategories were less superior than vampires, she didn't think that other vampires were inferior to her. In fact, Ophelia was far older than she was, and Ember could admit that she was far wiser too. While that didn't mean that she was immune from Ember's behavior, since it was basically ingrained in her personality at this point, it did mean that she was aware of who she was dealing with, and she tried to behave accordingly.

"I'm not bothering anyone important," she reasoned, glancing towards Axel and Sydney who were talking a few feet away. She was feeling quite inclined towards asking them what they were talking about oh-so privately, but she kept her attention on Ophelia for the moment. "Isn't it a little too Bellingstone-y around here for you to be looking like you just walked off of Fifth Avenue?" she countered then, as she used a fork to move around some of the food on her plate, shooting a glare at Axel's back when she noticed the purposely placed ketchup splatter on the plate. Ophelia always dressed well. She was a sophisticated woman in every sense of the word, so her superior fashion sense wasn't shocking, but Ember would still poke fun at it.
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Sydney continued to lean upon the counter, her phone still in her hand as she started to twiddle the device between her hands now. She anxiously awaited for June to text her back as every time her phone, or someone else's would chime, her eyes would become locked with her own phone. Upon hearing Ember's response towards her, she did not bother to respond but made a scowling face towards her then looked up and saw Ophelia walking in. 'Oh, great, another vampire.' She thought to herself as two vampires inside of the diner was enough for her. She managed to get herself upright and walk over towards Ophelia, her gaze meeting hers. "Would you like tap water, as well? Or would you prefer a bottle?" Sydney asked towards Ophelia, mocking her rather sophisticated aura as she smiled towards her then handed her a menu anyway - Just in case.

As a few people left the diner now, Sydney wished them a good day and cleaned up the area that they were sitting. She piled the dishes up in the back, knocking over a few as she cursed to herself and picked up the broken dishes off of the floor. Sydney stood upright now and walked back through the doors, checking her phone and leaned back upon the counter. Axel's voice startled her slightly as she turned towards him and looked around before grabbing him by the arm and pulling him aside so no one could hear them speak.

"Well, June sent me a text about certain rumors going on around town. About what? I am not sure yet." She said just as Johanna, someone she looked at as a little sister and she offered a wave, came in with her usual goodies and then went to asking questions. Sydney sighed as she went to answer her but her phone chimed and it was finally June, who answered her previous message. Her eyes widened at his response and her mouth parted slightly as she gasped softly to herself.

Instead of typing a reply back towards June, her eyes gazed back and forth between Axel and Johanna as she muttered. "He's heard the same thing as everyone else, Albrecht's back in town." Sydney responded as she looked at Johanna now, who knew the look on her face all too well that they must chat later about this matter. "So, if he is back, what exactly does that mean for you, Axel? Why hasn't he contacted any one of us or me?" She questioned towards him now and bit her bottom lip out of nerves. As she awaited a response from Axel, she completely forgot to text June back but started to type a reply.

To: June Bug
I've heard the same thing! Not sure but there is a possibility.


Once she had hit the send button, her attention went back towards Axel as she sat her phone down now beside the register. She even grabbed the two large boxes that Johanna had brought them and walked into the kitchen with them before returning and standing before them once again.

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With her casting her eyes towards Ember with a small smile as the younger girl spoke to her. She couldn't do anything but chuckle a bit. She saw so much of her young self in Ember; a spitfire who didn't quell her opinions and remarks for anyone. Ophelia had to respect that and she couldn't help be remember how long ago that was but while she was a tad more eloquent than she was centuries ago, she still had a razor sharp tongue of her own. “Ember, please. Have you never heard the quote; you can never be overdressed or overeducated?” She raised her perfectly arched brows towards the girl after setting her purse down on the seat next to her. No need to get her favorite marooned colored Saint Laurent all dirty. She did have a reputation as a sophisticated, elegant 'fashionista' to uphold after all. Besides the floors look a tad... dingy if she was to say so herself but then again everything in this town as a tad dingy for the centuries old vampiress if it didn't belong to her or one of her close colleagues. “It's what I live by and either way, I'll take that little quip of yours as a compliment.” She winked towards the girl with a smirk growing bigger and bigger on her pale face. “Side, I could make you look like you just walked off Fifth Avenue too if you just let me dress you for once.” She was always trying to dress the girls in this town up, they were like her own personal dolls that she could pamper and dress as she pleased but, of course, either they didn't trust her enough to let her or they rather dress for 'function over fashion' or her favorite that 'that they didn't need fancy clothes to feel important.' Whatever the hell they meant by that. She didn't need her fancy clothes to feel important.

She knew she was important, the clothes just helped other realize just what they were dealing with. A woman with style, sophistication, but still had a darkness to her that people knew not to toy with. It was actually quite a shame that her 'favorite dolls' felt that way seeing that she didn't offer to dress just anyone so those she did extend the offer to had to be something special. She turned her attention from Ember to another blonde walked towards her. She grew usual inviting smile as the young girl's glare met with Lia's piercing eyes. With Sydney's response, she chuckled softly while shaking her head. “No thank you, darling. I don't drink tap and we both know you don't have bottled.” She took the menu from Sydney with a kind but condescending smile before looking at the pastries they had. She slid the menu to the other side of the counter away from her as she cleared her throat. She tried to wave Sydney or Axel towards her without having to seem like a complete asshole. “Excuse me. I'll just take a cup of your finest black coffee if you don't mind. And you know what, what the hell it's my cheat day I'll take a slice of that coffee cake as well. Thank you.”

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Valerie smiled as Benjamin linked his arm with hers. The faerie wasn't one to feel comfortable casual physical contact with most beings, considering that she usually kept her distance from other creatures save those she knew a little better, but she had come to feel rather comfortable around the vampire. It was nice to have a closer friend, at least, even if it wasn't an earth faerie like herself. She did spend time with a limited number of Bellingstone citizens, but each of those people had a more defined type of activity and moment to be around.

When they finally reached the diner, Valerie could feel a level of tension that was not common at the family-friendly place. Her blue eyes glanced around and she spotted a few familiar faces, including that of Ember, the young vampire she spoke with at times. Valerie had loved the blonde's mischievous nature from the beginning and enjoyed hearing her stories. She also spotted Ophelia. Valerie wasn't familiar with the female vampire, but she had always appreciated the elegant style the vampiress took on. It always made the town look a little much more sophisticated than it was whenever she was around.

Well, there were certainly more vampires among the crown today than the usual, but Valerie doubted that was the source of tension. She looked over at Sydney and Axel. She would've normally gone up to greet Axel, but the pair was speaking. Valerie supposed that news of Axel had reached them by now; after all, news traveled awfully fast in towns like these.

Valerie had arrived during the time that Bellingstone was still recovering from the werewolf's disappearance, but she knew enough of the story. A jilted woman, a leader leaving without explanation. It was an ugly story and, although she would never tell anyone this, Valerie was angered at the thought that the werewolf had been willing to leave his family without even an explanation. Valerie had lost her clan to a fire and she would do anything to have gotten the chance to tell them goodbye before the fire destroyed every faerie she had cared for and the love resurrected so often in her dreams.

"Morning," Valerie said, smiling slightly as she came up to the booth that seated Ember and Ophelia. Her eyes turned to Ember for a moment longer; she had not sat down with the vampire to talk for some time and couldn't help but wonder what pranks she had been pulling off lately.

Valerie motioned towards the booth that sat behind where Ophelia had taken a seat, the only empty one since everyone usually went for the booths and there really weren't that many in the diner to begin with. Valerie avoided open tables if possible; it meant being more open and, with humans around, it was just a burden.

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Ivan scuffed at he pavement gently as he matched Lucy's pace. Certainly, he was in no major rush to begin with. The library's patrons always came and went at a sluggish pace throughout the day. The vampire chuckled softly and pushed his thick-rimmed glasses further up his nose.

"She's resourceful," he commented, pulling his knapsack higher up on his shoulder. "The sheriff's office is in for one hell of a day if they do manage to take her in." He knew nothing of Ember's taste for human blood, but he would be lying if he said he had ceased consuming it all of those years ago - back when he and Felix first wrote the constitution for the supernaturals of Bellingstone. He often made time for a quite bite here or there when he left on his occasional trips outside of the town. It was easy for a werewolf to make those restrictions - they didn't need to consume human flesh at all and were sustained just fine on a normal diet. Vampires had not been created to live that way - animal blood worked, but it was like drinking grape juice in a vineyard. Or something like that - it was a difficult thing to equate to anything else.

"I think I will join you, as long as you don't mind. What does a few more minutes without books mean to this hick-town, right?" Ivan looked over at her, flashing a quick smile. "You sure an old man like me doesn't cramp your style?" Sometimes he wondered what it would have been like if he had been turned a decade or two earlier like some of the town's other citizens. Instead, he was stuck in a perpetually forty year old body with a mind that had never stopped trying to keep up with the latest trends. Hell, he looked like someone's dad who had gone crazy in Forever 21. At least he always looked put together.

"Have you been reading anything interesting as of late?" Of the two sisters, he found Lucy far easier to connect with, given their mutual love for books, especially fiction. He didn't mind any of the Paynes, in all honesty, but TJ seemed stand offish more often than not, and Ember was a bit too much of a handful for him.

Ivan held the door for Lucy as they arrived at the diner, ushering her in with one hand before he followed behind and let the door shut. The diner was hopping, full of far too many vampires and werewolves - and a faerie, he noticed. Ivan had no enemies, as far as he knew, and while he was never particularly close with any citizen in particular, he imagined they all knew him by now either from the library or from his wandering from shop to shop.

The tension today was palpable, and he could sense it in particular from the wolves, all of whom had gathered near the counter around Axel Wolff, the reluctant Alpha. A particularly unfortunate man, Ivan couldn't help but think, waving quickly to the young man and his pack as he followed Lucy to where Ophelia and Ember sat. He managed to come up just as Val stepped back, giving him the perfect opportunity to sidle in slightly, standing next to the faerie.

"Morning, ladies," he greeted, nodding slightly at the general direction of the group. "Fine day, isn't it?" Ivan slid himself into the booth Valerie had gestured at, figuring he might as well take his time now that he was already late to the library. "Although something's brewing, no? I can feel it in the air."

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"I bet they're going to spit in it," Ember advised, a smirk on her face as she caught on to the condescending tone that came from Ophelia as she flagged down one of the diner's employees to take her order, after her original response. It probably wasn't intended, but there was just that air of superirorty that came off of the woman, whether she opened her mouth or not. In Ember's mind, ti was easy to be superior to a werewolf. They were the bottom of the barrel type. Even so, Ophelia's elegance and sophistication made her seem like a class of her own even among the vampires, who Ember believed to be the most high class of all creatures. She, herself, wasn't necessarily into all of that glitz and glam. Definitely not. She was far more simple than Ophelia, and in actuality, there were many vampires like that. However, after being alive for multiple lifetimes, it was easier to develop more of a sense of who you were and who you wanted to be, and all of that extra time made getting there more attainable. High-end fashion wasn't Ember's style. She had never ventured away from her clan, so in a way, she had never had the opportunity to find herself like Ophelia and so many others did. She liked the security that her family gave her, but that wasn't to say that she never wondered just what she could do in the world if she left one day and didn't tell anyone where she was going. She didn't want to live lives like Ophelia's that would go down in history, but change and adventure were concepts that enthralled Ember. "And it was intended to be a compliment," she confirmed, nodding as her fork played with the food on her plate. "I would never insult you to your face, Lia. I like you too much to do that," she added, in what could either be construed as a compliment or not, though she smiled through it.

The group of werewolves grew by one as Johanna joined them. Her presence didn't do much for Ember, so she opted not to comment on it, and was just about ready to ask Ophelia why she stayed in this little town for so long when the diner door opened once more, and Valerie came in. She sat at one of the booths close to the counter that Ophelia and her were seated at, and her presence made Ember grin with delight. Ophelia was a good conversation partner because she had a lot to offer. She was intimidating to an extent, but not to a point where Ember felt like she offered anything other than knowledge... in her direction, at least. Leaving her seat by the counter would mean losing the ability to pester the werewolves at any second's notice, but she hadn't spoken to Valerie in a while, so the trade-off seemed worth it. "If Sydney does spit in your coffee, just let me know," Ember continued, leaving her plate on the counter as she slid off the bar stool. "I'll make sure she meets the same fate as the mayor did, and they'll dub her murder a mystery too," she insisted with a wink, in what was probably a "too soon" joke. She didn't care though. She felt no attachment to a mayor she barely knew, having only lived in the town for six months. She left Ophelia with that as she made her way to Valerie's booth, taking a seat across from the other blonde. "It's a Saturday and you're still here," she stated plainly, resting her folded hands on the tabletop. "Why?" She suspected that Valerie would be off in the city having fun on a day like today.

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Valerie took a seat on the booth, putting her bags on the floor. From what the faerie could see, with Sydney and Axel preoccupied with their own problems, she would not be getting that tea anytime soon. But no matter, she had eaten and her pains could be sedated for a while longer. Plus, she would be going out tonight. That gave her enough time to converse with the vampires that had gathered. Her eyes flickered towards Ivan for a moment. She had seen him around, that was for sure, but she had spoken to Ember, who had been here for only half a year, possibly more times than she had seen the male. She supposed their circles just never mixed, but this might be a good situation to make the connection.

Her gaze turned back to Ember, who had just asked about her whereabouts. She was right, it was Saturday, Valerie's holy day for partying, where she could go to the city and get her dose of humans. In that way, faeries and vampires were similar-- they both relied more heavily on humans than the werewolf counterparts.

"I'm afraid humans by day are just not that... entertaining," Valerie said with a small smirk. "The best ones always come out at night. Liquor just seems to have that effect on them, you know? It's a shame you can't accompany me."

Valerie had never told anyone about her going out to "feast" on humans, of course. She had gone out clubbing with Poppy before, but her way of feeding was much more subtle than that of a vampire. A kiss would do and, if she controlled herself, no one around would even notice. The liquor helped with an impaired memory and the clubbing, well, it was just fun. Of course, the beneficiary effects for her did not come in full when she didn't go all the way, but she was alive now thanks to her life here and she couldn't risk it.

"It's a relief to know that I'm not the only one feeling this tension this tension," she said, turning to Ivan for a moment. "It definitely kills the family diner vibe."

"It seems like the werewolves are having a little get together..." said, looking over at Sydney, who was exiting the diner with a worried-looking werewolf behind her, "Probably not too happy to know that Albrecht is back."

Her comments were rather light, but she honestly was not happy with what she felt would go down. With Albrecht signing up as a candidate for the upcoming elections, it was clear he was ready to lead again. She didn't know how the werewolves felt about him, but she could only guess there was still resentment in their hearts. Plus, she enjoyed the peace and quiet she had found at Bellingstone. With the scandal of the mayor and what she would only guess would be a scandalous election, she was quite displeased that the unwelcomed visitor had chosen such a time to return.

With that, she let out a small sigh. "So, what have you been up to, love? she said, looking at Ember. "I can only guess you were trying to... cheer up Sydney and Axel during these stressful times?" she added with a small chuckle. No matter the situation present, Valerie was always amused by the vampire's mischiveous objectives. For her, it always managed to lighten up her day.