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Gerald Andrews

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a character in “Cherry Blossom War”, as played by SlightlyInsane

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Image Image Name:
Gerald Finn Andrews

Age:
20

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Mate:
He is not in a relationship with anyone.

Occupation:
None right now, but he is looking.



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Species:
Human

Rank:
Clueless Human

Ability:
Though he doesn’t have any supernatural abilities, he is pretty good at singing. However, he also likes to just wail the notes to annoy his friends. He can also whistle.

Appearance:
Gerald is a lean young man standing at 6’. He has pale skin and dark hair. His hair is always a messy heap on his head. He has no interest in brushing it. Despite his thin looking body, he does have some muscle.
He usually wears a T-shirt, jeans, and a jacket. Occasionally he will dress up just because he can. When he does dress up he has to wear a bow tie.

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Personality:
Gerald is a dork. He's a nerdy band kid who loves reading and jamming out to music. He can be awkward and sometimes has trouble saying what he means. He's a lovable fellow though. What he lacks in communication skills, he makes up for in genuine kindness and humor. He is kind to everyone he meets, even if they annoy him. It's just who he is and how he was raised. He cares about his friends deeply and would do almost anything for them. He's the friend that will answer your call at 4 in the morning and the one that will offer to come over to your house even if it is 4 am. If you're sad, he's sad because you're sad. He'll do everything he can to make you feel better. Gerald also likes to make others laugh, even if it's at his own expense. He has a habit of making bad puns, which he thinks are hilarious even if others don't. He's also sarcastic, but not bitterly so, just enough that others might call him sassy.

He rarely gets angry with others and when he does, it is usually because he is tired or he has a good reason. He is also rarely sad, because honestly he's a little ball of happiness and optimism.
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History:
Gerald Finn Andrews is the third child in a family of five. He was born and raised in Cherry Blossom along with his sisters Ira and Sylvia. They are three years and a year older than him respectively. He loves them dearly, but both have moved out of Cherry Blossom whether it be for schooling or for a job.

Gerald's life has been fairly uneventful. While there are days he remembers fondly and others not so much, there's never been anything off about his life. He had a happy childhood, hung out with his friends in high school, and then attended college. He received an Associate's Degree in General Studies. After the two year program was complete, he still wasn't sure what he wanted to do with his life. He ended up moving back home and hasn't secured a job yet.

He has no idea about the war between werewolves and vampires, but he's familiar with the concept. (He hates to admit it, but he read the entire Twilight series.)

Other:
Despite being thin he eats a lot. If you don't finish something, he gladly will.

So begins...

Gerald Andrews's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: November Mortlake Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Bernard Freud Character Portrait: Aiden Tovar Character Portrait: Connor Chulainn Character Portrait: Johanna Walker Character Portrait: Kirstin Lee Blair Character Portrait: Killian Cervantes Character Portrait: Atlas Anderson Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Julia Sinclair Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Meredith Lagrange Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Olivar Furen Character Portrait: Lester Lokwoul Character Portrait: Calvin Hansen

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Julia Sinclair, also known as Jewls in her work place. being the towns most famous stripper wasn't something most girls, if any, would consider and accomplishment but Julia did. She didn't care what people thought of her profession or what people said about her attitude about her profession. she loved what she did, arousing men the way their wives or girlfriends couldn't it was amusing to her how human men were when it came to things like that. While dancing she caught sight of a very pretty girl who she planned on making her dinner.

after her shift was over she stayed behind watching the girl. She ordered a few drinks as she watched the girl interact with other at the bar. Juli had to admit she would be attracted to the poor girl if she hadn't already planned on feeding from her. Sad really she thought as she finished her second drink. Waiting for this girl to leave the club was kind of boring. She had to sit there watching the girl talk to other people and also watch her colleagues dance on stage, they weren't terrible but they were bad. they were trying to hard to be sexy while Julia didn't have to. She had enough confidence to know she was the hottest thing in the room no matter what people said.

Finally the girl was heading out the bar, hopefully heading home. Juli finished her last drink and followed her from a distance. She followed her down the street, stalking her like she had been taught all those years ago. Just as she was ready to make her move on the girl she sensed something that she was sure was going to ruin her night, werewolves.





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Lillian had gathered a few wolves to help her scout the town for vampires. It wasn't hard to sense a vampire in a town full of humans however tonight they weren't having much luck. She had split the four of them into two teams, one was sent to the west side of town while she and Serena scouted out the east. The streets were deserted, it being a Friday night most people went to bars or college parties which was perfect targets for vampires. No one ever paid attention at parties, just a bunch of drunks dancing and drinking while some poor kid was getting feed on by a blood-sucker.

Lillian grunted seeing a drunk couple wobbling down the street past them. She never understood humans habits of drinking, they just woke up with a blistering headache the next morning or drank until they puked. Lilly didn't like feeling sick for any reason so to voluntarily drink so much that you feel sick sounded ridiculous to her. "Anything yet?" She asked Serena checking if she'd sensed anything yet. She probably hadn't but it was better to ask than assume.

Being the Alpha wasn't an easy job for anyone but especially Lillian. Even after earning the title she found herself continuously having to prove herself to everyone. Weather it be other Alphas or her pack members, it was much more annoying when her own pack members did it to her. She was always forced to injure them in someway to get it through their heads that she meant business and wouldn't take their crap.

Taking a deep breath, getting ready to call this scouting off she got wind of what they had been looking for. "You smell that?" She whispered to Serena, nudging her in the arm. She scanned the streets searching for where the sent was coming from.





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It was late but Vivian was the type who like to practice her magic after most had went to bed for the night, plus it was safer that way. She was still learning about her abilities there were still things she didn't know how to do or make. Just recently she discovered she was able to extract vampire venom from a werewolf, but it wasn't like she would be able to practice that any time soon. She also found out that there was an herb that would help her keep her energy up while healing with her chants. Normally she had to ask Sienna,though she was usually reluctant, to help her when she practiced her chants since chanting took more of her energy but with this herb she would have to. The downside to this find was that the herb was rare and not even found in Cherry Blossom anywhere.

Vivian sighed as she looked through her book of herbs. There was still so much she didn't know and she hated it. She thought that by now she would know at least most of what healers should know but she didn't even know half. It frustrated her that she felt like she was far behind, she partly blamed her father. He should have embraced who she was and allowed her to at least read her mothers books. Instead he burned them and forbid her from even mentioning magic to him.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: November Mortlake Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Aiden Tovar Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Julia Sinclair Character Portrait: Levi Winters

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Interacting With: Nova Mortlake
Mentioned: Aiden Tover and Julia Sinclair

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It was another late night for Elisabeth as she cleaned up the last of the coffee spills on the tables. She tossed the rag onto the counter before sitting down in a chair. She sighed and leaned back against the wall. Closing her eyes, she thought about what she should do next. She had finished cleaning the tables at the coffee shop. All that was left was to check that everything was in its place and then to lock up.

However, her job was not what she was pondering. She was wondering if she should stay out for the rest of the night to scout around the town. It wasn't the most pleasant job, but somebody had to do it. Since she was new to the coven and the youngest vampire, it was her job to look around for potential... meals. It wasn't something that she liked doing. Her former coven had been in a large city, where they were able to feed with ease. They also tried to target people who had no relations to others so that they wouldn't be missed. Here though, a meal was a meal no matter who the person was.

The job of a scouter was also fairly dangerous, rivaled only by that of the tracker. The scouter merely suggested people and kept an eye out for people who seemed a little too curious. The tracker actually stalked the victim. Elisabeth was glad that she didn't have to do that. Of course, Julia could always ignore her suggestions or choose her own target. This was usually the case, which made Elisabeth feel a bit useless and angry with Julia. She would never tell her this though, because Elisabeth knew she couldn't control the other vampire. Besides, she would let Aiden deal with Julia if she ever got too out of line. After all, Aiden was the coven's leader and a highly formidable force.

Elisabeth opened her eyes again and looked around the coffee shop, now quiet after a long day of kids and adults alike passing through. She stood back up, pushing the chair closer to the table. She stretched, her arms rising above her head momentarily before falling back to her sides. β€œNova? Are you still here?” she called out. The two were good friends in addition to being coworkers. Elisabeth knew that Nova would pull her weight in cleaning if they were closing together. Also, her need for organization came in handy.


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Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
and Levi Winters

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Gerald yawned as he walked down the street. He had just finished a late running movie and was headed wherever the wind took him. Normally, he would be inclined to head home but tonight he felt like walking around a bit. Oblivious to the fact that he could soon be caught in a fight, he strolled casually through the town.

He wondered what his friends were doing. Nearly everyone within 4 years of his age was a friend of some sort to him. He was just that outgoing and happy to talk to people. There were a few new people to the town who he didn't know very well, but if they looked his way he would smile and wave. No sense in just ignoring them, plus it was rude.

Gerald pulled out his cell phone to see if he had gotten any messages during the movie. He hadn't. He scrolled through his past text conversations. He decided to text Vivan to see if she was still awake. Even if she was curled up in her bed, she was still somebody that he could talk to. Hey, are you still awake? he texted her before putting his phone back in his left pocket.

He continued to walk towards the town square, where he saw Levi. He hadn't spoken to Levi much in his lifetime. Levi was a senior when Gerald was a freshman in high school, but that wouldn't stop him from saying hi.

"You're out late," Gerald commented as he approached Levi. He figured he'd make some small talk as he waited to see if Vivian would respond to him. Even if Levi had no idea who he was, Gerald figured the other man would at least greet him.

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Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Levi Winters

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ImageLevi hadn't walked down these streets in four years yet he knew them like the back of his hand. Every lamppost, every crack in the payment, and the ever lingering smell of blood. He hated it once but now, it had nostalgic feeling.
Casually walking, his fumbled with the keys in his pocket and the closer he got to the shop, the more nervous he became, his heart was racing more then normal. He got to the shop, it was all boarded up, the metal door of the garage padlocked, but still in big bold letters above the door, practically screamed "Winters Auto Repair and Body Shop" It was a generic name, but Levi didn't think he wanted to change it. It was apart of the Cherry Blossom visual. He remembered going to school in the morning, riding the bus, watching sign as it passed by. He knew it belonged to him, but he didn't want it.

Now it was all he had.

He ran his hand through his hand and sighed. "Just do it, Levi." He told himself, before kneeling down and pulling the keys from his pocket, he unlocked the padlock on the garage door, and then move to the main door, and with relative ease for a werewolf, he pulled the boards from the door, nails hitting the ground with a clang.

He had just finished picking up the nails from the ground and was on his way inside when he heard footsteps approaching.

"You're out late."

Levi turned to see a familiar face. Decidedly human but he couldn't recall a name. "No rest for the wicked, I suppose." he said with a smile and a shrug.
"I think I know you, but It's been awhile, your name is....?" He let the question trail until it came to him. "Gerald....Right...Yea, Band Geek if memory serves." He said with a chuckle, meaning no offense by the term. "I think I had to fix something for the band once." He said, setting down the wood planks and offering his hand in greeting. Levi was always handy, his mother said it was in his blood, hence the body shop his father owned.

"Nice to see you." He said. "What are you doing out so late? Waiting for someone? Cherry Blossom isn't really the place you wanna be out alone." He said with a shrug, leaning against the wall of his father--his shop.


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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Aiden Tovar Character Portrait: Connor Chulainn Character Portrait: Johanna Walker Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Julia Sinclair Character Portrait: Serena Roberge

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Lillian followed Serena's gaze only to see the last thing she wanted to see, Conner. A growl formed in her throat but she controlled herself, the recent split in the packs was bad enough to allow hatred between the packs but Connor didn't exactly respect her as an Alpha even more than other Alphas across the world. She found him arrogant and annoying, from her brief and minimum run-ins with him.

She didn't know much about Connor but she knew he doesn't hunt for vampires the same way she does. She knew they would be outnumbered if a fight broke out over the bloodsucker. If anything happened to her Beta it would be on her head, but she was constantly battling the feeling of having to prove herself and she found it impossible to just let him win while she moved on in defeat. Call the others. Have them come quick. I'll confront him while you guys deal with that thing." She said turning to Serena hoping she wouldn't give her a hard time. Lillian may be an Alpha but in times like these Serena was more level headed.





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Vivian was in the middle of practicing a chant when her phone buzzed causing her to loose her concintration. "Damn, almost had it. She said with a sigh and picked up her phone. "I could have sworn I put you on silent. She muttered at her phone. She saw that she had a text message from Gerald and smiled, he was one of the few people in town who was more than nice to her.

You know I am, it isn't that late.

She texted back and closed her book and put it back in it's place on the bookshelf. She cleaned up her herbs and put them in their designated glass jars and placed them back on their own shelf. With that she turned off the light and left the room being sure the door was locked behind her. She took extra percussion's to keep her things hidden since she realized she was a witch. She made her way to the kitchen and decided to make some tea, it usually helped her get to sleep.





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Shit! She thought as soon as the smell of dog hit her nose. She wouldn't dare look around to try and find them, it would make her an instant target. For now, hopefully, they weren't sure if it was her that was the vampire of the poor girl she was following. There goes my meal She rolled her eyes and continued walking. She pulled out her phone and texted Elizabeth, the new addition to their coven who took the scouter position Werewolves are out, hurry home. Let Aiden know.

She didn't particularly like the girl but she was a fellow vampire and coven member so she felt she was obligated to let her know the situation. Plus if she got home with bruises and scrapes she wouldn't have to explain to Aiden what happened not that she had to.

Still watching the girl she noticed she seemed to have texted someone, which as a vampire she didn't care much about, but this meant that this girl had friends and those friends would miss her if she was suddenly gone. Time to go. She thought suddenly changing her direction now going back towards the way she'd just came from. She had to loose the werewolves somehow, but it wasn't exactly an easy thing when you were the only vampire on the streets.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: November Mortlake Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Connor Chulainn Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Julia Sinclair Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Levi Winters

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Interacting With: Nova Mortlake and Julia
Sinclair
(texting)
Mentioned: Arthur Madden and Connor
Chulain

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Nova appeared and asked Elisabeth if she needed any help. "Not in particular, I wasn't sure if you were still here." Nova moved to clean the tables that Elisabeth hadn't, complaining about how cold it was in the coffee shop. Personally, Elisabeth had very little sense of when something was cold. She suspected this was part of her vampirism, but she also recalled times where her family was astounded at what she would wear. They had taken a trip to Washington and while the rest of her family was bundled up, all she needed was a light sweater. Perhaps she was born warmblooded, only to be turned into something that drank blood.

Both girls continued to clean. While Nova wiped down the rest of the tables and then cleaned out the coffee machines, Elisabeth made sure the plates, glasses, and ingredients were stowed away nicely. She considered using her telekinetic abilities to speed up the process, but what did it matter? Leaving the shop a few minutes early wasn't a big deal, especially since she didn't need to feed for a couple of days.

As the two finished up, Nova turned to Elisabeth to ask if she was doing anything that night. Before Elisabeth could answer, her phone vibrated. Hoping she didn't seem rude, she quickly pulled it out of her pocket and glanced at the message. It was from Julia, informing her to get home quickly. Elisabeth resisted the urge to let out a small groan. She typed a quick response, K, then put her phone away and looked back at her friend. "I wasn't planning on it. I'm pretty tired." She yawned to prove her point. Vampires didn't need sleep, but Elisabeth had perfected the art of yawning. All humans yawned, so she should do the same to fit in. "I was just going to walk home and call it a night."

Elisabeth lived outside of the town, in an old house in the woods. It wasn't in the best shape, but it worked for her. It was far enough away from town that wolves would not be an immediate threat. It was also in a dense set of trees. She could have chosen to live with one of the other coven members, but she felt better being in her own space. Though she was close to Arthur, she wasn't sure she could handle living with him. She was certain that she would have more broken furniture than she did now if he resided with her.

To get to her house though, she would either have to trek through the woods or cut through town. Something told her that she shouldn't risk going through Cherry Blossom tonight, but at the same time she felt she might have to. What if Nova was attacked by someone? And what if Julia was hurt by one of the wolves? Though the two didn't always get along, Elisabeth knew it was her responsibility to look out for another coven member. She would feel guilty if Julia was hurt when she could have tried to get to her.

"What about you?" she asked Nova. She grinned. "I saw you yawning too."




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Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
and Levi Winters

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Gerald couldn't help but grin as Levi referred to him as a band geek. Yes, that was exactly who he was. It wasn't a bad thing either, in fact he considered it a compliment. He had spent his high school years at every football game, playing the trumpet and hanging out with his friends. There had been plenty of shenanigans, one of the most memorable being when he put a frog inside a girl's instrument case.

Levi mentioned having to fix something for the band once. Gerald chuckled. "Sounds about right. There were probably more broken things in the band room than working ones. Fortunately, the school was nice enough to fix the mold problem." Levi offered a hand in greeting and he shook it. The other man then asked him what he was doing out so late, as Cherry Blossom wasn't traversed by many alone once the sun set. Gerald had never understood the reasoning behind this, as he thought that the town was fairly safe. He had never encountered any strange men handing out candy, murderers running towards him with an axe, or anything that he could deem extremely dangerous.

"I was at a late movie showing," he told the other man. Gerald glanced at the shop sign. He had passed it before, but never gave it much attention. "Is this yours now?" he asked Levi.

Just after he had asked his question, Gerald's phone let out a ding. It was a reply from Vivian. Instinctively, he pulled out his phone and read her text. He smiled. He probably hadn't needed to ask if she was awake, but he had a habit of doing so anyway. He didn't want o be rude. Doing anything? I'm awake from that movie I saw, he responded to her before placing his phone back in his pocket.

"Sorry about that," he said to Levi. He realized that it was rude to text when having a conversation with someone, but it was also rude to not respond to one of his best friends. Gerald figured that he would chat with Levi for a few more minutes before going to Vivian's place. He didn't want to bug Levi for too long if he was busy.

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Character Portrait: Johanna Walker Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Julia Sinclair Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Olivar Furen

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β—€β—₯"I was at a late movie showing," Gerald said and Levi nodded with a soft smile. He watched as Gerald glanced up at the shop and Levi looked up as well. "Is this yours now?" He swallowed. "Yep....actually, it was always mine, I just didn't do shit with it." He said with a chuckle, tapping the brick wall. It was then the Gerald got a text and excused himself. Levi nodded."Sorry about that," He said and Levi shrugged. "I'm about to open her up, You can stick around if you want." He said and turned go inside. He wouldn't mind having some company. This was heavy stuff, opening the door to the place that was his only connection to a man he'd never got to meet. He took a breath and pulled out the keys.
"I should warn you, It might be...actually, it's going to very very dusty." He said with a smirk and pointed to the store with a thumb and if he were honest with himself, he knew he was stalling. Even still, he reached slowly unlocked the door but not slow enough to make it weird.
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Joey rolled her shoulders, still feeling like she was being watched and Atlas hadn't called her back. She quickly typed in Olivar's name and a gentle wind tussled her braids, causing one to tickling her skin, she jumped nearly out of her skin. "Oh Shit!" She fumbled with phone a bit before finding Ollie's number and texted him quickly.
{To Olly<3}
{Olly! Hey, I'm freaking out, so um, I'm gonna swing by the radio station okay? Okay.}
She took a breath and made her way toward the station. She was almost half sure she was going to get him fired one day, but she always popped up unannounced to the point that most of the people at the station gotten used to seeing her. She was cool with most everyone anyway and she had to admit that she had a bit of a thing for Olly, with his odd silver hair and easy grin. They had a bit of a flirtationship sort of thing. Completely innocent....ish. Though right now that was the last thing she could think of. She couldn't shake the feeling of being watched...or better yet, stalked. The station was closer then her place and her grandmother wasn't exactly a safety net, when she looked after her more then the other way around so she decided she could really use some company.

{To Olly<3}
{"Or how about you meet me there? Hows that sounds...I'm really freaking out@#%!"}


She sent him one more text before wrapping her arms around herself, and telling herself not to look behind her.
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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: November Mortlake Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Levi Winters

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Interacting With: Nova Mortlake and Arthur
Madden
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Mentioned: Gerald Andrews

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Nova was quite startled after Elisabeth had told her she planned to walk home. The brunette couldn't help but laugh a bit in her head. As long as she didn't encounter either of the packs, she would be fine. And if she did, she could always throw a car at them. There was nothing better to get your blood pumping than tossing a car at a werewolf using your telekinetic powers. Obviously.

However, she did appreciate her friends concern. Elisabeth was aware of the rule of not walking alone in Cherry Blossom. In fact, everyone seems dot obey this rule except for a few like Gerald. If he knew what was lurking in the streets, she was sure he would be more careful. As much as she wished she could advise him against wandering at night alone, she could not do so without exposing the secrets of the supernaturals within it. The last thing she wanted to do was to alert a human to their presence. Humans didn't deserve to be burdened with the war between the three species.

Nova suggested that she come crash at Elisabeth's place. Part of the young woman's mind panicked while the other part was highly amused. If Nova saw where Elisabeth lived, she'd think twice about asking to stay over. The house was structurally sound for the most part, but in some spots it wasn't a good idea to walk over it. In those cases, Elisabeth would have to lift herself and move over the unsafe space. Her home also lacked an abundance of furniture. What she had was either old, broken, or for her personal use only.

Elisabeth knew her friend was only trying to look out for her, but the suggestion created a dilemma. Of course, Elisabeth could decline her offer and travel home alone. However, she risked running into the wolves and suffering a brutal death at their hands. If she was with Nova and came across a wolf, there may be less of a risk of her being killed. A smart wolf wouldn't kill a vampire with a human witness. A third option would be to go in search of Julia. Since she knew the wolves were out, there was a chance that they were following her. Elisabeth would feel guilty should anything happen to her. It was a tough choice to make.

"Maybe I could come to your place? It's probably closer to here than mine," she suggested, playing with the key to the shop in her hand. She wanted to leave the shop soon, nervous about encountering the wolves.

Still worried about Julia, she pulled out her phone and quickly texted Arthur. Wolves are out. Check on Julia? She figured that he would be roaming about.




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Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
and Levi Winters

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Gerald let out a soft "ahh" after Levi explained that the shop had always been his. He offered to let Gerald stay as he opened up the shop. The other man made a point of warning him that the shop would be very dusty. Gerald could only suspect as much, as he'd never seen the shop in operation. It was one of those places that was there, but wasn't at the same time. Still, Levi's comment couldn't help but make him chuckle.

Levi slowly unlocked and then opened the door. Gerald noticed his slight hesitation in opening the shop, but didn't ask why. He figured that it was something personal to Levi and that it would be rude to pry. "After you," he told Levi once the door was fully open.

His phone dinged, meaning that Vivian had replied. She asked what movie he had seen. Age of Ultron, he responded. I'm with Levi right now, but if you aren't too tired maybe I could stop by soon? Gerald assumed that Vivian was familiar with Levi, as they had all gone to the same high school. He felt bad for inviting himself over, but he really was quite awake and saw no point in going home. Plus, Vivian lived closer to where he was now than he did. His parents were asleep anyway and sneaking into his house was something he was quite good at. Living in the basement meant that he could enter without going through the whole house.

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Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Serena Roberge

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β—€β—₯"After you." Gerald said and Levi merely nodded and he entered the building. The first thing to hit him was the smell. With his sensitive nose, he was assaulted with the smell of stagnant air, dust and a plethora of dead things he didn't really want to think about. It took all he had not to gag. He did cover his mouth with a hand. "God..." He groaned, with a huff, expelling the foul air from his nose like the wolf he was.

He then, after taking a moment to let the fresh air in, he looked around, taking in the sight of it. The moonlight snuck in, giving the room a hue of blue, blacks and greys. There was a thick layer of dust on everything, including the floor, every step he took, left a size 13 foot print in it's wake. There was a counter with an old cash register, a few shelves with nothing but dust on it, but otherwise it was empty. There was a backroom and an office, and a garage beside that. Levi took in the sight of it all. Wondering if there was where his father, a face he didn't even know, spent all his time. He could honestly say in his life, he'd never seen the inside of this place. He always knew it belonged to him. His birthright, his mother liked to say, it sounded sexy. Birthright, like he was some lost prince and it was his throne to claim, but it wasn't something he ever wanted. He would have preferred to have his father then his father's shop. He wondered all his old childhood thoughts. Who was he? What was he like? What did he like to do? Am I like him? That question he knew the answer to and it was Yes. He was alot like him. He knew he got his....temper from that side of the family. His mother never knew about his father until after he died, and Levi Changed for the first time. It was a helluva thing for her to find that her little boy was really a monster and the man that she loved had been one too. Apart of him blames himself for her drinking. His constant changing, his temper, his incredible need to consume flesh on a full moon. It was hard for him to bare as a child, he could only imagine how hard it had been for her to watch. There was a lot she didn't know about him, which was probably why she never spoke of him, nor ever wanted to. She never even shown him a photo.
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His phone vibrated in his pocket, breaking him from his thoughts. He pulled out of the phone and frowned. Serena? He hasn't seen anyone from this town in years and without fail, he was being swooped back into things. He wasn't joining any packs, not now, not ever. He didn't want to when he was a kid, and he certainly didn't want it now.

He let the phone ring until she left a message. "Gimme a sec?" He told Gerald with a semi bashful smirk. "Girl..."He said with a reluctant rise of his brow and stepped a little further in. He rose the phone to his ear and listened to the message.
"I don't know if you're back in town or if I'm imagining things but we could use your help right now. We have a biter on main street and with the pack split there is likely going to be a fight since both packs are after the same bloodsucker. Anyways I have to go, she's trying to lose us." She said and it was over. His shoulders slumped. "Hello to you too..." He sighed to himself before clicking the phone off.

This was a big reason why he left this place. This godforsaken turf war with the vampires. Let any one of them tell it and it was likely his father was killed by one of them but he didn't know nor did he really care as harsh as it sounded and right now he couldn't even complain because Gerald was very human and probably knew nothing about the weird shit of this town. He sent her a quick text.

{Serena}
{Hello to you too, Reni, it's only been 4 years.}
{We talked about this...I'll call you later, don't get killed}

Image"Hey...So, Word to the wise, Never leave without saying goodbye to a girl....Like ever because if you decide to back, you might find that she wants to kill you for it..." He said with a sigh running his hands through his dark hair. He wasn't lying persay when it came to that. He and Serena had been friends for a long time, and while he did tell her he was leaving, she wasn't actually happy about it. He couldn't even begin to say what terms they left on but he wasn't exactly sure if they were good. "And my mother has a big mouth so now she knows I'm back....yay." He said swallowing the lump that formed in his throat. In the back of his mind, the vampire that was on the loose wasn't what had him all wound up.

"Uh, anyway, did you need a ride someplace or you just hanging out, there's not much to do here since I'm probably gonna be dead by morning." He said with a shrug. " honestly, I could use an excuse...any excuse not to make that return call." he said, oddly pointing back at where he'd been standing, with sheepish grin.

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