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Vivian Greenwood

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a character in “Cherry Blossom's War”, as played by thehalfbreed443

Description

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ImageImageName:
Vivian Greenwood

Nicknames:
She prefers her actual name

Age:
20

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Species:
Witch

Ability:
Healer
She is able to heal using herbs and/or chants. Using chants take up more of her energy so she will only use them in emergency situations. She isn't able to heal fatal wounds just yet since it would take a lot of time and energy for her to do so. She needs total silence when chanting, she is still unable to concentrate when there is too much noise or movement around her. Her ability however does still leave a scar of the wound. There are myths of witches with her ability who are able to restore life but this practice should never be used.

Occupation:
Pharmacist



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Brown

Eye Color:
Hazel

Height:
5'5"

Weight:
125

Scars:
She has a scar running from the back of her neck to her shoulder blade, from the night her mother was burned.



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Personality:
{Fun-loving || Free spirited || Loyal || Friendly }
Vivian is a free spirit, she hates the fact that she has to hide what she is. She believes she should be able to show the world without being punished for how she was born, but it isn't that way. She's heard of witches hating their ability but she loves it. She feels she wouldn't be her is she didn't have it. Her ability made her who she is in a way. She has a deep belief that witches should stick together whatever coven they are in. She also believes that the war between the three species can be laid to rest, somehow.

Hobbies:
Piano || She loves to play
Studying magic || She's still learning

History:
Vivian was born with both parents and her life was pretty much normal until her mother was burned when she was very young for being a witch. The towns people broke down their door and brought her mother out into the yard. Vivian ran after them trying to save her mother but was pushed out of the way onto a broken plank of wood. The wood stuck into her neck but didn't kill her, she spent weeks in the hospital. Though her father knew of her mothers nature pretended he did not in order to save Vivian and himself from the same fate. After the burning of her mother Vivian's father told her everything and made her promise not to use her ability no matter how tempting. She didn't until her ability made it's self known when she was cooking and burned herself. After awhile it became too hard for her to fight her nature she practiced in secret. She practiced in the woods on the outskirts of town in the dead of night until her 18th birthday. On that day she went to the woods and found other people there. At first she thought she'd been found out by people in town but it was soon revealed they were witches also. Once the witches explained what was going on she chose her coven. The next night she packed her things and left the house leaving her father a note and never went back.
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So begins...

Vivian Greenwood's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Brooklyn Simmons Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Lisa Ericson Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Meredith Lagrange Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Johanna Walker Character Portrait: Olivar Furen Character Portrait: Lester Lokwoul Character Portrait: Alex Cunningham
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Julie was starving, she hadn't fed in days thanks to the werewolves recently prowling the town. She was getting sick of hiding from them and depriving herself of food so she decided to go out. From what she knew there was a party that night at some house, perfect place for a meal. She put on a tight red dress that showed off plenty of leg and cleavage with her red pumps. Red lipstick and a brush through her hair and she was ready to go. Walking down the sidewalk alone in the dark wasn't a big deal to her but it was an unwritten rule of the town not to. Of course Julie could handle herself so she really didn't have to worry about anything happening unless a werewolf decided to show up.

The party wasn't too far from her apartment but it was slightly chilly making her wish she had a car or a ride. Unfortunately she could afford one, not that she really needed one but using her speed isn't a good thing in this town you never know who's watching especially at night.

Finally she arrived at the party, tons of people to choose from. Julie smiled as she walked in the door. She took a drink from the table and gulped it down before grabbing a second cup. After the second drink she wasted no time getting on the dance floor.





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Lillian had called for a meeting earlier that day, she was early. She had planned for the pack to go out scouting for vamps as they did most nights. She liked the idea of them not being able to hunt every night and being forced to go days without feeding. It meant they were actually afraid of them. She paced around the table that sat in the middle of the meeting room in their pack house. The pack house was located in the woods, away from town to keep away from the humans. If humans did find it it was usually assumed that it was a normal cabin.

She went through plans for the hunt in her head but she needed the opinions of her pack mostly her Beta, Serena. Serena was the one who kept Lilly's head on straight, she made sure Lilly didn't act just out of anger especially when it came to the other pack or anyone questioning her role as Alpha.

Being a female Alpha wasn't easy, everyone questioned your leadership and your ability as an Alpha even your own pack members. Lilly could usually handle it if it was another Alpha but her own pack members usually set her off. She remembered a time when all she wanted was to be a tracker, she had the skill but when the two packs were whole she was, and still is, considered a runt. There was no way their Alpha would have allowed a runt to be a tracker, too much of a risk. She didn't understand it until later but she was always angry that she was never acknowledged for her skills until she was considered for Alpha.




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Vivian had nothing to do tonight, she'd already done some practicing and parties weren't her thing. She made herself some tea as she tried to think of something to do. She curled up on her couch and thought [i]Maybe just a book[i] she thought and got up to search for one she hadn't already read in her house. Finally she settled with her mothers spell book she's read it multiple times but it always made her feel closer to her mother.

She didn't know her mother was a witch until after she'd died, she was sure her mother would have told her and her sisters when they got older but she died when Vivian was very young. Her sisters found out about their mother and lied to her about it when she finally found out. She left after that, she couldn't see herself forgiving them for hiding such a thing.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews
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Location: The Cafe She Works At
Interacting With: Julia Sinclair, Arthur Madden
and Katherine "Rin" Jiang (texting)
Mentioned:

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Elizabeth put the last of the plates away. There were a variety of shapes, sizes, and colours, but she always managed to have them fit nicely inside of their cupboard. She stood, closing the doors and looking around. The cafe where she worked at was empty and had been for at least half an hour. Only a few late nighters had come in, making her job of cleaning and closing the cafe much easier. She let out a yawn, despite the fact that she had no need to sleep. It had become a habit for her to yawn in order to appear more human.

Running her fingers through her dark brown hair, she let out a sigh. It had been a couple of days since she had last fed. The two packs had made it a point of trying to let the vampires (and each other) know who was in charge of the town. Elizabeth had thought that the pack splitting would make feeding easier-- after all she was now able to have a job in town instead of just wandering around-- but it hadn't. She wasn't starving, but she could feel the urge to feed in the back of her head like a nagging thought that popped up when you least wanted it. In a few more days she would need to feed. How she would go about doing this would have to be planned out. Perhaps she could scout someone or find someone Julia was tracking. If she really needed help finding and securing a meal, she knew she could turn to Arthur or to the one who had turned her. However, her protector rarely set foot in the town, preferring to feed off of people who wandered into the woods.

Elizabeth walked to the front of the cafe, looking outside at the street. She wondered what the werewolf situation was like tonight and what the rest of her coven was doing. Arthur could be doing any number of things at the moment. Rin was probably working given her occupations. Julia might be working as well. Perhaps she could text them and ask if they had seen any wolves out. She pulled out her phone and sent a group text to the three. Anybody see any werewolves yet? She hoped that there weren't any wolves out, as she wanted to go scouting or maybe even feed. She continued to gaze out the window as she waited for a response.




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Location: The Movie Theater/On the Street
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
Mentioned:

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Gerald stepped outside into the cool air. The movie he'd been watching had just finished. He probably should have headed home, but he really had no intention to. He was still wide awake and ready to do something after sitting for a couple of hours. He turned and began to walk down the street, heading wherever the wind decided to take him tonight.

He was aware of the unspoken rule of Cherry Blossom: don't walk alone at night. Yet, he never seemed to pay much attention to it. He thought he was capable of defending himself should anyone decide to attack him. He also found it inconvenient to always walk with a buddy. Sure, there were people who were missing or turned up dead around town, but nothing had ever happened to him when he walked at night. Perhaps he was lucky. Others might say he was ignorant or stupid.

The young man stopped on a corner underneath a streetlight and pulled out his phone. Chances were that Vivian was still awake. Maybe she wouldn't mind if he came over or if they went out somewhere. Hey, so I'm guessing you're awake. I'm out walking around. Want to do something? he typed. He looked at his message and decided to edit it, omitting the part about him being out. He didn't want her to worry about him being out alone. Hey, so I'm guessing you're awake. Want to do something? Gerald hit send and then continued walking.




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Location: The Woods Outside of Cherry
Blossom/The Pack House (Lillian's Pack)
Interacting With: Lillian Smith
Mentioned: Serena Roberge and Levi Winters

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Roman normally enjoyed walking through the woods. Tonight, however, he did not. Too busy thinking, he had fallen into the creek. He hadn't realized how close he was to the bank of it until he had slid down the slope and into the water. He was now wet from the waist down, making him uncomfortable and irritated. Why couldn't that have happened to one of the bloodsuckers or to Serena? Really, anyone but him would have sufficed.

After rising from the creek, he had continued on his way and now found himself only a minute or so from the pack house. As he walked, careful not to make too much noise or to fall again, he wondered if Lillian was already there. Something told him that she was. He also suspected that Serena and Levi had not yet arrived, but were somewhere in the woods walking to the cabin.

Roman could now see the cabin, lights in the windows. So the Alpha was there as he had guessed. He sighed, cracked his knuckles and neck, and proceeded towards the cabin. Not bothering to knock, he entered it. Breathing in deeply and letting out a sigh, he looked down at his wet clothes. Would any of the other pack members be bothered if he attended this meeting in just his boxers? It was a bit chilly and uncomfortable in the wet clothes and he wanted to remove them. Not seeing Lillian in the immediate vicinity, he removed his shoes, socks, and pants. He decided to leave his shirt on for now. Picking up his pants, Roman proceeded to step further into the cabin.

Maybe he had an extra pair of pants here. He sure hoped he did at least. "Lillian!" he called out. "I'm going to warn you now that I don't have pants on!" He doubted his good friend would care much right now-- after all there were filthy bloodsuckers and the other pack to worry about-- but he decided to give her a fair warning just in case she ran into him while he looked for a pair of pants and a towel.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Lisa Ericson Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi
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Lillian froze when she heard footsteps come in through the front door of the pack house. When she sensed it was only Roman she went back to pacing the floor. Roman was her long time friends, they basically grew up together until he and his family moved but that was before the pack broke in two. Though she'd never admit it she was hurt when he left to go to New York with his family but she understood. When he returned and she had to chose between him or Serena as her Beta she chose Serena. After that she noticed him being a little cold towards her and she already knew he didn't like Serena much since she and Lily had gotten close since he left. She understood why he was hurt by her decision but she never had the chance to explain why she chose her instead of him, maybe she would soon enough.


"Lillian, I'm going to warn you now that I don't have pants on!" She looked towards the door in confusion but honestly didn't care at the moment but it would be un-Alpha like of her to allow that so she responded in a slightly awkward voice "So put some on!" and with that she silenced and paced thinking of her plans for the hunt. She knew there was a party tonight and if she knew vampire's she knew they would find at least one leech there. However they wouldn't be able to use everyone there in case it was a distraction to let the others hunt.

"What the fuck Roman!" Lily heard just as she sensed Serena had walked through he door. She smirked finding it sort of funny but she continued to pace and only looked up from the floor when Serena, thankfully, walked through the door instead of pants-less Roman. Serena let her pace for a minute or two before breaking her concentration. "Lily you need to stop pacing, gonna give yourself a headache." Lilly couldn't help smile "My headache started when Roman said he didn't have pants on." She muttered but forced herself to sit down. "I can't help it. You know how I get, Plans aren't my thing. What if something goes wrong?" As an Alpha she couldn't help but worry about her pack and the innocent people that could be hurt in the process of them trying to kill the vermin that are vampires. Hey I think there's a new wolf in town. I've never sensed him before, think you can check that out for me tomorrow?" She asked before turning towards the door Roman I swear, get some pants on and get in here!





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She had picked out her potential lover/dinner, who was a little more drunk than she was but the drunker the better. While they danced together she felt someone bump her from behind and was ready to turn around and yell at whomever it was but saw a woman. Now Julia isn't one to yell at woman unless there's a good reason like she's being a bitch. The woman apologized with a smile and went further into the crowd with her friends before Julia could respond. There was something about her but she couldn't put her finger on it at the moment. She ignored the feeling, for now, and lost her dinner somehow. Frustrated she left the dance floor for another drink or two and pulled out her phone. She saw a text from Elisabeth, a group text, Julia hated those but she replied anyway -Not that I've seen. Out at a party, Plenty of humans ;)- She pushed send and put the phone back in it's place in her purse before picking up a cup and chugging whatever was inside.

Before she picked up the second cup she sensed something she didn't want to worry about tonight, werewolf. She scanned the room but couldn't tell who it was so she focused on acting as human as possible. She pulled out her phone again -Werewolf just arrived. Might head out, might not.- She sent the text and put the phone back. She honestly wasn't sure if she should even be worried, this one was alone but it could have called for backup once it sensed her.





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Just as she settled down with her mother's spell book she heard her phone buzz. She tried to ignore it but her curiosity got to her so she put the book down and picked up the phone to see a text from Gerald. She smiled, she liked Gerald he was nice and probably one of the only friends she had in town who was actually human besides the sheriff. -Sure. Not doing anything. Where we meeting?- she texted back and got up out of her seat. She picked up the book and put it back in it's hiding place before going to find something suitable to wear. She finally found something, a casual outfit, jeans and a tshirt with a pair of sneakers. Pretty plain but she was fine with it. She sat back down awaiting a response as she finished her tea.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus
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Location: Cafe
Interacting With: Nathaniel Searus (briefly), Julia
Sinclair (texting) and Shane Dawson
Mentioned:Arthur Madden, Willow Sanders,
and Katherine "Rin" Jiang

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Elisabeth continued looking out the window, daydreaming of simpler times. Times before she didn't have to glance over her shoulder at night, before she was in this war between species, before she was a bloodsucker. Some days she would think about her family and wonder how much they had been hurt by her death/disappearance. After all, her body would never been found even if she was truly dead. The vampire who had turned her had transported her across the country by the time she awoke. Still, it would have been nice to have a proper goodbye with her friends and family. But there was no use in being sad about it, as it was out of her control and always would be. On a few occasions she had observed her siblings from a distance and they seemed happy enough. That was good enough for her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of eyes on her. She turned to meet them, making eye contact with a young male next to a motorcycle. Though it was only a moment or two before he put his helmet on and rode down the street, Elisabeth felt that he was familiar. She knew she had not seen his face around Cherry Blossom before, as she knew nearly everyone here-- whether they knew it or not. It was her job to scout the town for potential meals (though she considered this part of her job pointless, as others often ate whomever they desired), know who was in Cherry Blossom, and know what was happening around town. No, it was not his that was familiar but his entire being. She was almost certain that he too was a vampire.

Perhaps she should follow him and find out who he was. What would Arthur think of this? The coven leader could be quite unpredictable. He might decide to rip off the other man's head or he might happily offer him a spot in the coven. Something told her it would be the latter, considering the current werewolf situation. Though the pack was split and the two resulting packs did like to ruffle each other's feathers, they still had the common goal of protecting the humans from vampires. So far none of the coven had been bitten, which was a good thing. Elisabeth had never experienced a bitten vampire before, but Arthur had told her that it results in the afflicted slowly going crazy and attacking the members of their coven. This was not something that Elisabeth wanted to happen to her, though she had a feeling that some of the wolves would rather just kill her on the spot.

Willow would likely be one of those wolves. Truth be told, the young vampire was rather scared of the Alpha. She had a formidable look and presence. It was as if she were telling the whole world that she is not to be messed with. Lillian was intimidating too, but not like Willow. Still, both Alphas could hold their own in a fight.

Elisabeth was again pulled out of her thoughts by her phone vibrating. She looked at Julia's message, saying she hadn't seen any vampires and was at a party with lots of humans. Elisabeth didn't need to feed tonight nor did she enjoy parties. The music was loud, the humans reeked of alcohol, and there were just too many people in one place. She could see Julia thriving in that sort of environment though and was happy to hear that her coven mate was ok.

She was considering leaving the cafe early when Sheriff Dawson walked in. Any hopes of finding out who the mysterious young vampire was would have to wait. Elisabeth was obligated to serve any customer no matter how close to the end of the night that they walked in. Besides, she should have suspected there Sheriff would come around for a late dinner. That's just what she did.

"It's slow in here today. You think it's because of the parties?" the Sheriff commented as she took a seat at the counter. Elisabeth walked from he window back to her spot behind the counter. "It's been pretty slow all day. Nobody has been in in at least half an hour." Thus, she had started cleaning up the cafe ahead of schedule as she hadn't expected any more customers. "It could be," she said, responding to the Sheriff's second statement. "It could also be that Cherry Blossom isn't safe at night. After all, people say you should always walk with a buddy." It was the truth after all-- Cherry Blossom wasn't safe at night. The Sheriff knew as much too, though Elisabeth doubted she knew the true reasons.

"How have you been Elisabeth? It's been awhile." The Sheriff was glancing over the menu, despite coming to the cafe quite frequently. Humans were odd that way. Had she done that as a human? Elisabeth really couldn't remember. "I've been fine. Just working here and reading lots of books." She was thankful that she didn't need to attend the local high school to pass as human. If she did, she felt she would go insane. Instead, she was able to work and obtain money for books and clothes. What she didn't spend was saved for whenever she decided to fix up her house, which would probably be deemed unsafe to live in if a human lived there.

She smiled as she handed Shane a glass of water. "How have you been Sheriff Dawson? It can't be easy trying to deal with all of the recent deaths in the town." There was no denying the deaths of humans around the town whether it be vampire related or natural. Elisabeth decided to bring it up for two reasons: she was interested in what the Sheriff had to say about the murders and because she didn't know what else to talk about. A human her age would probably be curious about what the Sheriff was doing. Humans were both curious and disgusted by murders, so Elisabeth believed this wouldn't raise any alarm by her asking about it. Plus she could gauge how much the Sheriff knew about the true nature of the murders, though she still had doubts that Sheriff Dawson was aware of the supernatural presence in the quaint town of Cherry Blossom.

Elisabeth's phone vibrated in her pocket. She pulled it out and read the text from Julia, stating that a wolf was at the party. Of course, that wasn't enough to convince Julia to leave. The blonde vampire would probably stay unless it was either of the Alphas or Betas. So there was probably no need to be concerned at this point. Elisabeth couldn't do anything anyway, as she was busy doing her job. Ok, don't make a scene and be careful, she replied before placing her phone back in her pocket. If Julia did need help, she could always call Arthur or Rin.




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Location: The Street/Somewhere in Cherry
Blossom
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
Mentioned:Edmund "Markus" Bales, Willow
Sanders, and Levi Winters

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Gerald decided to head toward the center of town, knowing that the streets there were well lit and well travelled (at least during the day and early evening). He had no personal concerns of being attacked as he walked, but he figured he would play it safe just in case tonight was the night someone decided he was a perfect target.

He continued walking, enjoying the cool spring air. It wasn't terribly late, but he was still surprised to see a trio of people on the next block. The trio quick dispersed, with a male and female heading his way while the other male walked away opposite of them. The female called out to the lone male. However, Gerald did not pick up on what she said. His phone had vibrated in his pocket. He read the text from Vivian, more intrigued with it than whatever the woman had said to one of the men. Remembering that they were walking towards him, he moved off to the side so that the two would be able to pass him.

Honestly, Gerald hadn't planned what to do, where to go, or where to even meet. He just wanted to do something with someone. He really should have thought ahead, as now he was left staring at the keyboard of his phone. It was late, so most stores and restaurants would be closed right now. The movie theater was still open, but he wasn't in the mood to see another one. He tried to think of somewhere where they could go that would be open, have something fun to do, and wasn't near any shady parts of town.

He couldn't come up with anything and felt increasing pressure to reply to Vivian. Well, what do you want to do? he decided to ask. I'm at the center of town right now. Even if he did have any ideas for what to do, he would go with whatever Vivian wanted to do (unless it was along the lines of robbing a bank or another illegal activity). He just wanted to hang out with his good friend.

Gerald placed his cellphone back in his left pocket before proceeding to walk down the street.




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Location: The Pack House
Interacting With: Lillian Smith and Serena
Roberge
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Apparently taking off one's pants was no appropriate in the Pack House, even if one did so because he fell in a creek. Roman had been hoping for a more playful response than the one he received from Lillian, but wasn't surprised by it either. He really shouldn't have taken his pants off, but at least he announced it before walking further into the house. It wasn't as if he was planning on walking around without pants on for the rest of the night. As soon as he found another pair and a towel he would be properly clothed.

Just as he was about to go in search of some pants, Serena walked in. And I thought falling into the creek was bad. Well at least she didn't- "What the fuck Roman!" Nevermind. Roman couldn't help but grin as Serena passed by him. While it was rather unfortunate that she saw him in such a state, it was also rather amusing. She obviously didn't think it was judging by her reaction.

Roman laughed as she quickly walked around him with eyes averted. "C'mon, I'm not naked or anything!" Serena, not caring if he was naked or not, disappeared into the meeting room. Still amused at her horrified reaction in comparison to the terse one he received from Lillian, he entered the house on the quest to find pants. He knew he had an extra pair in one of the rooms, but wasn't sure exactly which one. He had been drunk when he'd dropped them off, but at least he was thinking straight enough to actually bring clothing to the house in case of emergencies.

He quickly checked the bedrooms of the Pack House, but didn't find his clothing in any of the wardrobes or drawers. Where the hell had he put his clothes?! He closed his eyes, trying to remember. When he'd come to the house, he'd gotten a glass of water before putting his clothes... somewhere. Well, at least he knew they weren't in the kitchen. That still left quite a few places for them to be. Maybe they were in one of the bathrooms?

Roman returned to the master bedroom, which had a bathroom attached to it. Upon opening the closet door he found not only spare towels, but his clothing crumpled into a ball.Some might be concerned as to why he had placed his clothes in a bathroom closet, but weirder things had happened in Cherry Blossom. He grabbed one of the towels and began drying off his now damp legs. He started to dry off his boxers when he heard Lillian's voice. "Roman I swear, get some pants on and get in here!" He chuckled and deeming himself dry enough, put on his extra pair of pants. He tossed the wet pair into the sink, making a mental note to come back for them tomorrow.

Grinning, he walked into the meeting room. "Worry not, I have pants on now," he informed the girls. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest. "So what's our plan of attack for tonight?" he asked seriously. Hunting vampires and protecting an entire town wasn't something to be taken lightly.

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Julia scanned the room in search for the werewolf but a party wasn't the best place to narrow down a werewolf, or anyone actually. Too many scents and way to many people made it harder to pin point the scent to just one person. The funny thing was, the werewolf stood right next to her. Now obviously they both sensed each other and Juli smirked when the werewolf girl moved away from her. Well, that's my cue. She thought to herself taking one more drink and made her way to the door.

She was sure there had to be another werewolf at the party and she wasn't about to fight them both on her own. She took out her phone and texted in the group chat -Leaving the party. Two werewolves...maybe more. Not going to risk it. Will call if I need help- With that she left the house and walked down the sidewalk. This was not a good thing, the girl had to have saw her face which meant if they encountered each other or even saw each other from afar she would know right away she was a vampire. Maybe she could just get as far from the party as possible and find a bar or something. Damn town. Damn werewolves. Pain in the ass of my existence. She thought to herself glancing behind her to be sure she wasn't being followed.





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Her cup now in the sink and all the lights in the house besides the kitchen light was off. The text had come in from Gerald, she hadn't planned on what to do but she guessed it was better than staying home alone. She grabbed her jacket and made her way towards the center of town after locking her front door. It wasn't too late, they could always just sit in the diner which was usually open this late or a walk. Not much to do in a small town especially at this time of day or night.

It was a strange town, there were rarely any outsiders who came through and when they did they didn't stay long. Visitors have often said the town had a strange vibe to it and of course they were right. This place was full of werewolves and vampires fighting and on top of that the werewolves weren't on the same side when it came to each other. Not to mention the coven of witches that lived there also. It was much easier to hide being a witch than a werewolf or vampire. Witches don't have a scent, the only way you would know is if you caught them practicing.

It was good that she didn't live too far from the center of town, she didn't walk very far to find Gerald and when she did his back was to her. She snuck up behind him "Boo!" She screamed and poked his sides. "Don't you know it isn't safe to walk alone at night?"

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Elisabeth chuckled internally as the Sheriff replied to her comment about walking with a buddy. She was definitely a formidable woman, but a gun wouldn't do much to bring down a werewolf or a vampire. It would hurt them, sure, but there was also the matter of actually hitting a wolf or vampire before it either got away or attacked you. Poor humans, they didn't know how bad they had it. There was a reason vampires and werewolves were called 'supernatural.'

The Sheriff asked Elisabeth what she had been reading lately, commenting that she had recently read Pride and Prejudice. "I just finished 1984," she replied. She thought it was a terrific book, even if the ending left a lot more to be desired. After Shane closed the menu and set it down, Elisabeth dutifully took it as her lone patron stated her order. The young woman would have guessed the Sheriff would order her usual, but you could never be sure. Sometimes her regular customers would order something completely different on a whim. She set the menu under the counter and listened carefully as the Sheriff replied to her inquiry.

"It's never easy being a Sheriff somewhere like this," the Sheriff said with a shrug. "There haven't been as many in the past month, but they're still showing up... A lot of people are thinking it's wild animal attacks. Coyotes and such... Let's just say I'm not so naive." Elisabeth had a bad feeling about what the Sheriff meant by this. Many humans believed in the supernatural, or at least the possibility of it. If the Sheriff believed that something supernatural was going on, then there would be no stopping her until she found out the truth behind the murders. It would be bad for all involved if a human could prove the existence of the vampires and werewolves in the town.

"I'll go get your food ready," Elisabeth told Shane. She disappeared back into the kitchen. She was the only one working right now, as the cook had left early due to "feeling ill." The young vampire suspected he just wanted to leave so he could go out or be with a lady friend. Either way, she was more than capable of making a cheeseburger and fries. Several minutes later, she was finished. She placed the burger and the fries into separate boxes, setting the box with the burger on top of the fry box. Elisabeth grabbed a plastic bag just in case the Sheriff wanted one. She returned to the front and placed the boxes on the counter before Shane. She placed the bag next to it.

"If you don't mind me asking, what did you mean earlier about not thinking these were wild animal attacks?" Elisabeth was honestly curious, from both a human and vampire scout standpoint. Humans were naturally curious creatures, so her question shouldn't be anything out of the norm for the Sheriff. As a vampire though, she wanted to know exactly how much Shane did or didn't know and what she thought was really going on in Cherry Blossom.




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Gerald continued walking, oblivious to the fact that Vivian was now behind him. "Boo!" she screamed and poked his sides. He nearly jumped out of his skin and let out a very manly scream. "Don't you know it isn't safe to walk alone at night?" she asked him as he turned around to face her. His heart felt like it was going to pop out of his chest. Of course he knew it wasn't safe to walk alone at night, but nothing had ever happened to him. He figured as long as he stayed on the main streets he would be fine.

"Yeah, you never know when a wild Vivian will appear and scare the crap out of you," he replied, grinning. His heart rate had slowed down as the adrenaline subsided. "So what's the story, morning glory?" He grabbed her hand and twirled her around, as if the two had been dancing a few moments before instead of Gerald screaming like a little girl. He was hoping she had an idea of what to do, even if it was just walking around town. He was happy she had decided to meet up with him, not that he suspected she had been doing much else. He knew that she lived alone, which he thought must be quite, well, lonely. Gerald didn't mind alone time, but he was too social to just be by himself all day.

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Not soon after yelling for Roman to join them, with pants, he walked into the meting room with a grin on his face. When they both turned to her asking what her plan was she straightened her posture in her seat. "We should split up. Serena, you should take half of our scouts and fighters and I will take the other half. Roman you'll be with me." It was a rough thought and it made sense, splitting up gave them a better advantage in searching for vamps. She wasn't too keen on making details of plans but she always had the final say especially when her Beta and Delta couldn't seem to ever agree.

She pushed hair out of her face and continued "We shouldn't need too many scouters or hunters, just enough for each group to be able to fight one or two vamps. Also if one group get's ambushed the other will have wolves who aren't injured." With that she leaned back in her chair waiting for feed back from the two people she trusted hoping there would be no fighting among them. However she knew there would be, there always was.




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She could feel the wolf following her, inwardly she groaned. This wasn't going to end well. Either this girl called for backup or Julie would have to attack in order to stop being followed. She was sure she'd be able to take her but honestly she wasn't up for a fight. She hadn't fed in days and feeding gave her more strength than she already had. She continued walking as though the girl hadn't followed her but obviously she would know she was sensed.

It was an inward debt with herself, attack the girl or just run. If she attacked there would be a chance she'd get killed plus her compulsion didn't work much on werewolves, at least not long enough for her to get away and feed before leaving town. However if she ran, there was certain chance she'd get away alive but with no feeding. She sighed and readied herself, deciding to attack she hadn't had a good fight in weeks so why not?

Withing the next few seconds she turned and rushed towards the wolf pushing her forearm on the girls neck and pinning her against the nearest brick wall "Puppies should stay near their mommy. Puppies that wonder get killed." She said with a smirk. Maybe not the best decision but she really wanted the chance to feed.




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Vivian couldn't help but laugh at his scream, she'd never heard him scream like that. She smiled at his comment and shrugged "Yea you never know when I'll show up." She grinned as he turned her in a circle. "There's a party not too far from here." She said making a suggestion, it was the only thing she could think of but she honestly didn't even want to go to the party. She wasn't the party type, nor did she like big crowds to begin with. "Or we could just walk and talk. I have to get somethings at the Herb shop but if you would rather go to the party that's fine too." She said with a smile. She hoped he would be fine with just walking and talking, she was better in those types of situations.

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"I'll go get your food ready," Elisabeth said as she disappeared into the kitchen. Shane frowned slightly as she realized that not even a cook was there to help her. Shame. No one should work alone, especially not in a town like this. It wasn't long before the girl returned with her food and a bag. Shane smiled thankfully as she placed the boxes in the bag and shifted to her feet.

"If you don't mind me asking, what did you mean earlier about not thinking these were wild animal attacks?" Shane froze mid movement. She was hoping the comment would simply brush off Elisabeth's shoulder. Either that or the rumors about herself would have graced her ears. Although the girl was nice, she had to tread carefully around the subject and be careful of what she did and didn't say. "Half this town thinks I am unfit to be Sheriff... The other half could be easily swayed to their side if the wrong words slip from my mouth." Shane smiled weakly towards the girl. "I won't give stock to rumors. The answer will reveal itself when I have proof... Until then, it's only wild animal attacks."

Shane smirked slightly as she searched her jean pockets for money. Pulling out a $20, she placed it in Elisabeth's hand before closing the girl's hand and patting it with her own. "Keep the change." No doubt that was more than double the worth of the food. But working alone, having to cook, wait and clean yourself can't be easy. "Take care of yourself. And get home before it gets too late... If you need someone to walk with you, just give me a ring."

Shane waved before stepping out of the diner. She casually walked the streets as she ate her burger, keeping her eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. After finishing the sandwich, and now only picking at the fries she noticed a pair of familiar faces. Shane slowly made her way towards Vivian and Gerald. "How's everything going?" She said as she joined the pair with a warm smile. "I'm glad to see you both are smart enough not to travel alone." She chuckled softly, before holding out the box of fries towards them. "Fry?"




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Willow had a permanent smirk upon her lips as she walked with her arm locked with Markus'. She had always loved fresh meat but something about her Phantom gave her chills... Clearly all the good kind. Will had already made a mental note to cross his path again very soon so that she'd have a chance to decode the mysterious wolf. He intrigued her in more ways than words could explain. Attraction for wolves was on a whole other level, especially because they could often sense when the feeling was mutual... And Will knew it was. Not many would stand toe to toe with her and not be intimidated or falter. But Levi stood his ground, and that enticed her.

Her mind was clearly elsewhere and it took her way too long to register the words Markus spoke to her.
"They're already about to start, and you know Lillian and her 'planning sessions' as well as I..." Willow smirked as she watched his face turn in disgust. He didn't have to explain his thoughts on the matter, she was more then knowledgable towards how he felt. And more often then not the feeling was mutual. "It might be more satisfying to interrupt in the middle of her beginning spiel, and unravel her for the rest of the night; then just coming fashionably late." She pursed her lips, reaching for her phone in the back pocket of her tight jeans to check the time. "As much as I love that devious mind of yours, I believe we may have no choice but to arrive fashionably late."

In a small town like Cherry Blossom, it took no time at all for them to reach the location of the meeting. Willow turned her head towards Markus, her eyes glistening in excitement. "Oh how I enjoy making an entrance." With that, Will released Markus' arm and walked straight for the entrance strutting almost as if to show off her sex appeal and dominance. She did not hesitate to kick open the door and waltz right into the room. Willow made her way right up to an empty seat beside a male wolf that she recalled being called Roman. Her devious grin never left her lips as she took a seat. "Hello handsome." She whispered towards the male beside her, shooting him a quick wink.

Willow leaned back in the seat, crossing her long slender legs while stretching her arm across the back of Roman's chair. She made sure she was comfortable as her gaze remained locked on Lillian's as she caught the end of her little introduction.
"... Just enough for each group to be able to fight one or two vamps. Also if one group get's ambushed the other will have wolves who aren't injured." Will couldn't help but laugh while shaking her head slightly. "Sacrifice the few to save the many, eh Lill?" She cocked her head to the side while pursing her lips. "Since when has it been a good idea to split up?... Haven't you seen any horror film... Ever?"

Willow looked over to Roman, her hand that rested upon the back of his chair, reaching up to twirl a lock of his hair. "By all means... Don't listen to me. After all, what could I possibly know?" She smiled towards her current male company before drifting her gaze over to Lillian. "All I know is... When I plan to do more than scouting, I would never risk my pack by splitting them up. A unit is more powerful than a pair." Willow's grin grew as she leaned forward, resting her free elbow upon her knee, her chin in the palm, while her other hand still grasped Roman's chair. "You better than anyone should know the effectiveness of a group with a strong will, Lillian... If not, you'd be the only Alpha."

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Elisabeth listened and watched Shane observantly as she answered, noting her discomfort at the subject. "Half this town thinks I am unfit to be Sheriff... The other half could be easily swayed to their side if the wrong words slip from my mouth. I won't give stock to rumors. The answer will reveal itself when I have proof... Until then, it's only wild animal attacks." The vampire wouldn't push the subject anymore than it had to be. It confirmed her suspicions that the hushed whispers about the Sheriff's beliefs of the true cause of the attacks likely had credit to them, though rumors tended to get out of control in one way or another.

The Sheriff paid Elisabeth with a twenty dollar bill, telling her to keep the change as she closed the girl's hand and patted it. "Thank you," Elisabeth said earnestly. It was a hefty tip, but one she was grateful for. Part of the reason she had chosen to have a job in town was to scout for the coven. Another part was to maintain her "human" standing in town. And yet another was because she was hoping to fix up the house she lived in. It was a far cry from what it used to be and she would love to see it restored. That, and she would also like to have chairs that hadn't been broken by either Arthur or the one who had turned her.

"Take care of yourself. And get home before it gets too late... If you need someone to walk with you, just give me a ring." The Sheriff left the cafe then, heading out to patrol the town. Elisabeth chuckled a bit, as the Sheriff didn't know how capable the girl was of protecting herself. If enhanced sense, speed, and strength was't enough to save her, she could always throw a car at her opponent. Still, it was nice of the Sheriff to offer.

Confident that no more customers would show up, she quickly checked to make sure everything was clean and stowed. After doing this, she sent a text to Arthur. I think there's a new vampire in town. I don't know where he went though. Got bogged down by the Sheriff. I'll check around town before heading home. She decided to omit learning that the Sheriff was most likely suspicious of the supernatural activity in town. That was information best saved for a meeting in person. Plus, depending on where he was he might throw a fit and destroy something or someone.

Elisabeth removed her apron and hung it up. She looked out of the cafe window. Seeing nobody, she looked at her jacket across the room on the coat stand. As soon as she thought about it, the jacket removed itself from the stand and flew over to her as if someone had tossed it. She quickly put it on and looked out the window again, making sure nobody had seen her use her ability. Every now and then she got somewhat lazy, plus it wasn't a bad idea to practice using your ability. The vampire left the cafe and locked the front door. She looked around, wondering which way she should go. She could follow the scent of the other vampire, but his trail had dissipated in the time since they two had seen each other. Likewise, she could just wander the town in hopes of finding a potential meal or any of the werewolves. If she did find a werewolf and was able to remain undetected by it, which wasn't the easiest to do considering their enhanced senses, she would let the rest of the coven know where it was. Caution was always the best choice when it came to werewolves, especially at night when they were apt to hunt the vampires.

In the end, she chose to follow in the path of Nathaniel. She might as well try to figure out who he was and what his business in Cherry Blossom was. If she found a meal or a lone werewolf along the way, it would make the trip even more worthwhile.






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Gerald blushed a bit when Vivian laughed at his scream. He knew his scream was rather... high pitched when he was surprised, but it was still embarrassing, as he'd somehow managed never to scream that way in front of his friend before. However, his pride quickly recovered and he grinned back at her. "There's a party not too far from here," she suggested. "Or we could just walk and talk. I have to get somethings at the Herb shop but if you would rather go to the party that's fine too."

Gerald didn't mind parties, but he knew Vivian wasn't a fan of them. If he really wanted to go to a party he would have gone there earlier, but he wanted to hang out with one of his best friends. "Walking and talking sounds good to me," he replied, looking at her. "Though I've gotta ask: what do you need from the herb shop?" He guessed that she was referring to the shop owned and managed by the Lagrange family. He'd been there a couple of times with his mom, but herbs really weren't his thing.

Sheriff Dawson seemed to appear out of nowhere as Gerald turned to look forward. He stifled another scream but still jumped a bit. "How's everything going?" the Sheriff asked politely. "Well, you're the second person to give me a minor heart attack in the past few minutes, but I'll be ok," he replied as his heart beat calmed down. He smiled to show there were no hard feelings. The Sheriff was a nice enough lady and she did the best she could to keep the town safe.

"I'm glad to see you both are smart enough not to travel alone." Gerald declined to comment that until a couple of minutes ago he had been walking alone. He didn't want or need a lecture from the Sheriff, though he understood her the root of concern. She offered out a box of fries to them. "Fry?" Gerald happily accepted, taking a handful. "Thanks Sheriff Dawson," he said before eating one.






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Roman plopped down in his chair, resting the urge to swivel in it. He listened as Lillian laid out the plan for tonight's hunt. They would split the pack in half, with Serena leading one half and Lillian and Roman the other. It sounded like a good plan to him. The less time he had to spend with Serena, the better.

Roman opened his mouth to make a quip, but was promptly stopped by the sound of the door being kicked open behind him. He didn't need to swivel his chair to know that Willow, aka the Royal Bitch, had arrived. He thought it was a suiting name for her, in the literal definition of the word and the more insulting one. Willow took a seat next to Roman. He glared at her, though that did nothing to stop her grinning. "Hello handsome," she cooed. Roman growled in return, knowing that it wasn't much of a compliment coming from her. Pretty much any guy could have received the same greeting from her, regardless of his appearance.

As Lillian finished speaking, Willow set her arm across the back of his chair. He ignored it. Seduction would get her nowhere with him. He refrained rom glancing at his friend, Markus, who had dutifully interrupted the meeting along with the other Alpha. Roman wasn't sure what had compelled Markus to join Willow's pack. He'd never asked, as he didn't want their friendship to feel any tension because of it. Whatever the case, Roman as more focused on directing his distaste for the other pack at the Alpha herself.

"Sacrifice the few to save the many, eh Lill? Since when has it been a good idea to split up?... Haven't you seen any horror film... Ever?" Willow chimed into the conversation as if she actually had a place in their pack. "Well, we could always sacrifice you and your pet. I hear vampires like the taste of werewolf blood." Roman commented, though he meant no ill will towards Markus. He decided not to comment on Willow's second remark.

The Royal Bitch proceeded to twirl a lock of his hair, which he again ignored. As much as he wanted to transform and bite her hand clean off, he was restraining himself for Lillian's sake. However, too much more of her crap and he might have to. "By all means... Don't listen to me. After all, what could I possibly know?" She shot Roman a smile, which he responded to with a snarl. "All I know is... When I plan to do more than scouting, I would never risk my pack by splitting them up. A unit is more powerful than a pair. You better than anyone should know the effectiveness of a group with a strong will, Lillian... If not, you'd be the only Alpha." Roman stood swiftly, looking down at the still seated Willow. "You should take your own advice then," he growled at the other alpha. After all, she had only shown up with one other wolf. Two to three weren't the best or the worst odds ever, but they were still favourable to the group of three. He glanced at Lillian before looking back at Willow, as he was ready to strangle her.

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"Walking and talking sounds good to me," he replied, looking at her. "Though I've gotta ask: what do you need from the herb shop?" She smiled, relieved that she wouldn't have to deal with an over populated house. "Herbs" She said with a smirk, she knew he wanted specifics but it was hard for her to explain what she'd need them for without giving herself up. She'd never had to explain it before and it was the only thing she wasn't prepared for. It couldn't be such a bad thing since there was a shop dedicated just for herbs in town. She saw Gerald jump a little as the Sheriff appeared in front of him and she couldn't help but smile.

"Everything is great! We were just headed to the herb shop. She chimed in linking her arm with Gerald's. "I'm glad to see you both are smart enough not to travel alone." Vivian nodded "Of course not, but Gerald was out alone before we met up here. Don't worry though, I thought him a lesson." She said with a smirk. She declined the offer of fries, she wasn't much for fried foods.




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Before she'd even finished she saw Willow enter the room followed by Markus. How she didn't sense them come in was beyond her. "Sacrifice the few to save the many, eh Lill?" Lilly growled and stood out of her seat. "Since when has it been a good idea to split up?... Haven't you seen any horror film... Ever?" Inside she wanted to attack but her mind knew that wouldn't be at all smart. It would start a useless battle, not to mention Willow was hundreds of years older then the rest of them. "Well, we could always sacrifice you and your pet. I hear vampires like the taste of werewolf blood." Roman spoke up before Lillian could open her mouth to defend her plans.

Willow proceeded to touch Roman's hair, playing with it. "By all means... Don't listen to me. After all, what could I possibly know?" She glanced at Roman, who didn't seem to happy either. "All I know is... When I plan to do more than scouting, I would never risk my pack by splitting them up. A unit is more powerful than a pair. You better than anyone should know the effectiveness of a group with a strong will, Lillian... If not, you'd be the only Alpha." Obviously that was more than Roman could handle silently before he stood "You should take your own advice then"

Finally Markus spoke, “Must simple observations and idle chit-chat really delve into the threat of violence?” Lillian turned to him "Roman! Sit down", She said without looking away from the pair "I suggest you and your so-called Alpha leave our territory. A true, respectable Alpha would never barge into another Alpha's territory without permission and especially not try and provoke a fight." She growled at Willow. She'd had enough of this bitch provoking her and making her question her own actions. She'd crossed their territory more times than Lillian could count.




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“And vampires shouldn’t be anywhere at all.” Julie gave her a fake hurt look but smirked "Too bad." Lucky for the wolf Julie hadn't planned past pinning her. Within the next few seconds the girl was out of her grasp and was running in the opposite direction. Julie had never actually seen a werewolf transform from human to wolf. She had to admit it was pretty impressive. She didn't have the energy to chase her down and kill her. It was time to find a new target, maybe she'd stop by the diner.

She began walking towards the diner slowly. Everyone she past on the street seemed to be paired with someone else. Not that she minded a two course meal it was just too much of a job for her at the moment. She'd have to kill the first quickly then chase down the second. Not to mention finding a discrete place to feed. [i]This day is getting more and more annoying by the second.[i] When she got to the diner she tried to open the door but it was locked. "Damn it! She said out loud. Lucky for her someone heard her, "Yea, she closed up about five minutes before you got here. I was coming up to get something to eat too but I saw her lock the door." Julie turned and smiled at the man "Late night snack?" she asked The man nodded "Yea, you wouldn't happen to know another place would ya?" Julie smiled "Sure I do, and I know a short cut." She replied walking down the street a few more feet before turning down an alley.

There was no way this guy was from around here. He'd know that this was the only diner that opened later than other restaurants. She lead him down the alley, far enough so they wouldn't be seen by anyone on the street but close enough for her to make a quick exit. Five minutes later she felt refreshed. She walked out of the alley and down the street whipping extra blood off of her face. It takes awhile for a vampire to learn how not to make a mess on themselves while feeding but for Julia it was easy.

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"Well, you're the second person to give me a minor heart attack in the past few minutes, but I'll be ok." Gerald replied as Shane joined the pair. She laughed softly, returning his smile while using her free hand to pat on his shoulder. "Sorry... Didn't realize you were so easy to scare." Vivian caught the Sheriff's attention next as she spoke, linking arms with Gerald. "Everything is great! We were just headed to the herb shop." Shane's smile grew. She appreciated those in town who didn't think she was crazy or run in the other direction when she approached. "You'll have to let me know how it is. I've been meaning to stop by and see if they have insence or anything but... Cop duties." She shrugged her shoulders while laughing softly.

"Of course not, but Gerald was out alone before we met up here. Don't worry though, I thought him a lesson." Shane couldn't help but laugh at Vivian's response to her comment about them traveling the town together. She simply rolled her eyes. She knew Gerald knew better, but at least he got Viv to meet up with him. Shane snorted slightly when he took a handful of fries. "Thanks Sheriff" Gerald said followed by Viv politely declining. "I don't blame you... It's horrible for you. But I never have time to actually get a decent meal in a town like this."

With that Shane lightly patted Vivian's shoulder and nodded her head towards Gerald. "Have fun herb shopping. Stay safe and you have my number if you need me." She never wanted to intrude on someone's plans or anything. So she took her leave before making it awkward with her presence. It was always hard being Sheriff because most people walked on eggshells around her. They were always either freaked by her strange beliefs about the town or worried she'd arrest them at the drop of a hat. Sheriff was no doubt a lonely job, but someone had to do it.




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"Well, we could always sacrifice you and your pet. I hear vampires like the taste of werewolf blood." How rude. Willow thought to herself. It was one thing for someone to threaten her. She didn't care about threats on her own life but gearing it towards her pack and especially her Beta made her skin crawl. To the best of her knowledge Roman and Markus were friends. But that was definitely not a way to treat someone you call a friend. The words caused her to snap her hand away from the wolf, but left her gaze strong and intent on the pup.

Roman quickly shot up from his seat after her second comment.
"You should take your own advice then." Will quickly jumped to her feet, meeting Roman's gaze as she whispered beneath a growl. “You’re lucky I respect my Beta…. Because if not, I’d be wiping your entrails from the underside of my boots.” She loved how simple observations seemed to turn to threatening gestures from the other side. Typical. “Must simple observations and idle chit-chat really delve into the threat of violence?”

Lillian finally got her chance to speak, starting it off by yelling at her inferior pup and telling him to sit down, before turning her attention towards Will. "I suggest you and your so-called Alpha leave our territory. A true, respectable Alpha would never barge into another Alpha's territory without permission and especially not try and provoke a fight." Willow put up her hands innocently. "If I wanted a fight... I would have came with more back up." She then dropped her hands before taking a step towards Lill. "And you know damn well that this isn't your territory. We share Cherry Blossom... Or did you forget that?"

Willow took a step back as she realized the comment about being a 'respectable alpha.' She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth before biting on her bottom lip and nodding her head. "Maybe I'm not a respectable Alpha..." She said in a quiet, yet serious tone. "You all think I'm a bitch... But at least I'm not uptight, and I do not dictate over my pack." Will shrugged her shoulders as she walked back over towards Markus.

Pivoting on her heels she decided to leave on a final note.
"There will come a day Lill... Where you'll need our help. With us divided more of them will come, and you know I'm right." Will pointed at Lillian as she spoke. "Hate me all you want because in the end it's going to hurt you not me." Willow was the oldest wolf there, and she knew Lillian knew she was speaking truth. Sure, Will went there to ruffle feathers but there are more motives than just pissing off the other Alpha. And the advice she gave she meant whole heartedly.

With that Willow walked around her Beta and towards the door. She held it open for Markus as she walked through. "Don't come crying to me Lillian when half of your pack is dead because you didn't take my advice." Will didn't wait to see if Markus was following because if she knew he would be. After awhile of walking in silence, she slowed her pace so that she was in tune with him and looked towards him. "Who would have thought the day would come where they'd be the one throwing out the threats?" She then chuckled, shrugging her shoulders innocently. "Ok well threatening first... I simply gave advice and then all hell broke loose." She rolled her eyes. If there was ever a doubt in her mind why she left that pack, that instance right there was more than enough to reassure her.

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Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus
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Location: Streets and Hotel
Interacting With: Nathaniel Searus
Mentioned: Rin Jiang and Arthur Madden

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Elisabeth walked at a steady pace, so as not to seem in a hurry to get anywhere. Besides, there really was no hurry. She suspected she would come across the new vampire in due time, whether it be tonight or tomorrow. It wasn't very hard to find someone in Cherry Blossom, especially when they weren't trying to hide. His trail wasn't clear at first, but as she meandered around the streets she picked up on it. She continued along, his scent beginning to grow stronger as she approached the hotel.

She lifted her gaze from the sidewalks to the hotel as she continued down the street. The bright lights surrounded it, helping her to catch sight of the vampire and a human. She doubted either could see her given the glare of the lights. Likewise, she wouldn't have been able to see them had it not been for the lights. Her pace quickened to a brisk walk, so as to allow the other vampire to prepare himself and the human to leave. As she guessed, the human removed himself from the conversation the two appeared to be having. The vampire stayed put.

Elisabeth could now see him clearly as she approached. He looked young, about twenty or so should he be alive. She couldn't help but smile at the thought of having a member of the coven closer to her age. Rin had been 21 when she was turned, but the two years made all the difference. She could legally drink and was fully considered to be an adult. Elisabeth would never reach that age.

The other vampire left his post by the railing, entering his room. Elisabeth suspected that she was finally close enough for him to have seen her. She continued, glancing around. There were no humans in sight. The young vampire finally reached the hotel. She gingerly climbed the stairs, not wanting them to made any loud noises. Once at the top, she found an open door into Nathaniel's room. She tried to mentally prepare herself for whatever the conversation might hold. This was the first time she'd encountered a lone vampire since her time at Cherry Blossom. There had been a few others who'd joined in the past few years, but it was never her who went to meet them as they preferred staying in the woods until they knew they had the full protection of the coven. Then they would feel free to go into the town.

Come what may, Elisabeth thought as she entered the room. All of the lights were on, as if to welcome her. The room seemed overcrowded with furniture, however the functional bed and chairs were a welcome sight in comparison to her own home. Nathaniel sat in one of two offices chairs, the other a good distance away from him. "Good Evening...?" he greeted her. She noted his tone of voice. He was likely cautious of her, given that he was on the turf of a coven he didn't belong to. But at the same time he was genuinely welcoming her to the room.

"Good evening," she said in response as she took a seat in the other office chair. She quickly examined him. He seemed well mannered-- the opposite of Arthur. A soft smile crossed her lips as she began speaking. She had no ill will towards the other vampire and she wanted him to know that. She was merely curious as to he was and what he was doing in Cherry Blossom. "My name is Elisabeth. I'm part of Arthur's coven as I'm sure you have surmised." She paused wondering how to go about asking why he was here. "May I ask what has brought you to Cherry Blossom?" Despite wanting to be polite, she felt that her question still came off as being too direct. However, she was curious and was not in the mood for small talk.




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Location: Town
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood and
Shane Dawson
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Gerald cringed a bit as Vivian mentioned that he had been walking alone. He really didn't want to hear a lecture from Sheriff Dawson about why he should walk with someone else. Thankfully, she didn't give him that lecture, opting to talk about the herb shop with Vivian. He really had no interest in herbs (unless they were on his food), but he would still accompany Vivian nonetheless.

He felt a bit bad for having eaten so many fries, but he was hungry for something other than theater popcorn. The Sheriff bi them good luck with herb shopping, reminding them that they had her number should they get into any trouble. Gerald didn't see how the two could possibly get into trouble while going to the herb shop. "Have a good night Sheriff!" he called after her.

Gerald looked back at his friend. "So, to the herb shop then? You'll have to lead the way, I have no idea where we're going," he admitted. He trusted that Vivian knew where she was going. Worst case scenario they use Google Maps or something to find it.




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Location: The Pack House
Interacting With: Lillian Smith, Serena Roberge,
Markus Bales, and Willow Sanders
Mentioned: Arthur Madden

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“You’re lucky I respect my Beta…. Because if not, I’d be wiping your entrails from the underside of my boots,” Willow commented. Roman snarled in response, but made no attempt to move toward or away from her. He'd probably lose in a fight against Willow, but he'd fight till the very end.

“Must simple observations and idle chit-chat really delve into the threat of violence?” Markus commented. Roman felt that this was directed towards him, but he had to admit his childhood friend was right. There was no sense in violence at the moment, though he never minded a good fight. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh. "Roman! Sit down" Lillian commanded him shortly after Markus spoke. He rolled his eyes. Though he really didn't want to sit next to the Royal Bitch, there were no other chairs. He could sit on the ground, but he'd only look like a moody child put into time out then. Alternatively he could sit on the table, but that didn't seem like a very good option. He sat back down his chair, rolling it out of Willow's reach so that she wouldn't start touching him again.

He sat quietly as Lillian told Willow to leave. Willow in response had quite a few remarks about both of the packs and their respective alphas. Oh, pack politics. He never like them, but the pack needed a hierarchy lest they have an anarchy. Roman was somewhat surprised the coven had a hierarchy given that Arthur was the leader. He continued to stay quiet as Willow spoke, though he would love to throw in his thoughts. However, he felt that Lillian could handle herself well enough and that any more words or actions from Roman would lead her to take her anger out on him.

After Willow and Markus left, Roman looked at his friend. He opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it. He had enough sense to know there was truth in Willow's words, especially about the threat to both packs regarding the vampires. Perhaps someday they would team up to take out the coven, but today was not that day. He leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. This night was not going well for him.

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Lilly was getting sick of Willow, more times then not she was just being a bitch but this time Lillian knew she was right. They wouldn't get rid of the vamps for good unless they were a whole pack again. However that wouldn't happen, that would only start another fight over the Alpha position. Willow was much older than most wolves, being a former elder and all was her advantage. Lilly had worked hard to be Alpha, to earn respect and she'd be damned if she would live under an Alpha who relentlessly reminded her of the fact that she was a runt and undermined her.

She tossed her chair into the wall closest to her "She constantly does this to me. Throwing salt on wounds I thought I closed a long time ago, She yelled referring to her being a runt. It was hard for her even now to control her pack, which was why she dictated so much over her pack. She was strict to form respect for her. "Roman, you are in charge. Do not go on the hunt without me. I'm going for a run. She said and walked out the room before anything else could be said.

Once outside she took off shifting as she went. Running was one of the only things that could calm her down and help clear her head. The wind in her fur felt so freeing from her worries, sometimes she wished she could stay a wolf forever but her pack needed her.





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"Goodnight Sheriff! Vivian smiled and waved. The sheriff was great at her job but in this town she was in over her head. Human vs vampire wasn't a fair match and everyone knew it. [color=]"So, to the herb shop then? You'll have to lead the way, I have no idea where we're going,"[/color] She smiled at him and nodded, she'd almost forgot where they were going. [colro=357A61]"I'll lead the way.[[/color] She joked and began walking down the sidewalk. She'd been in the herb shop so many times Meredith probably knows what she would need without asking.







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It was time to go home, dog smell was beginning to fill the streets and it wasn't safe. Not to mention she'd been out for way to long. The wolves had to have sensed her and may have been on the hunt by now. At least she was able to get herself fed before the night was over, which made her wonder how others in the coven had done in their hunt. Most of the other's brought the humans back to the main house for the rest of the coven who were unsuccessful but Julia didn't much care. If you can't hunt for yourself tough shit, it was the same for her as well. If she couldn't hunt for herself she just wouldn't eat until she was successful.

Her apartment was outside town lines, where the wolves couldn't get to them. She would like to live in town but they would have to wait until the wolves killed each other off. It took a while to get back home but she made it. She shut her curtains, uncertain as to why she'd opened them int he first place and jumped right into bed.

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Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus
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Location: Hotel Room
Interacting With: Nathaniel Searus
Mentioned: Arthur Madden

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“If I’m allowed to be so frank, it is a pleasure, Elisabeth, and my name is Searus, Nathaniel,” the other vampire introduced himself. She was thankful that he was quite civil in his speech, a contrast to how Arthur could be.

“I’m here in Cherry Blossom looking to join Arthur’s coven. One that I hope won’t be needing or looking to use my Revenant abilities anytime soon.” Elisabeth couldn't help but be intrigued as Nathaniel decided to share that he was a gifted vampire such as herself. Though she was curious as to what sort of ability he possessed-- given that those in the coven had quite a variety of them-- she did not ask. It was Arthur's right to know first what ability this other vampire possessed. She could always ask him a later time should he be accepted into the coven.

She remained quiet as he continued, telling her of his job at the hospital and promising to uphold the codes by which vampires were supposed to live. Elisabeth hadn't been expecting him to mention any of these things, but didn't mind that he did. She wondered briefly what it must be like to work in a hospital when you fed on blood, but her thoughts of this disappeared as Nathaniel asked her a question. “Is there anything else you’d want to know?”

Elisabeth shook her head before answering orally. "No, what you've told me will suffice. I'll let Arthur know that you wish to be a part of the coven." She rose from her seat, preparing to leave after their brief conversation. "He'll come by here tomorrow night to speak with you." Truthfully, she couldn't actually promise that Arthur would do that. He might have his own plans and want to sit in a pub all day instead of meeting Nathaniel. However, something told Elisabeth that she could get Arthur to stop drinking or fighting long enough to let the new vampire into the coven. The coven leader and its youngest member were quite close, having a sibling like relationship.

"Goodnight Nathaniel," Elisabeth said with a kind smile as she left the room. She closed the door gently behind herself before departing the town in favour of her home in the woods.




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Location: Town
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood
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"I'll lead the way," Vivian joked. Gerald moved his arms to side, gesturing for her to lead the way before following after her. He again wondered what she could need from the herb shop, but figured she was probably getting herbs for on food or tea.

Did they sell tea at herb shops? He really didn't know. If they did, he'd have to remember which kind she got so he could buy it for her birthday. He knew she liked tea, so it seemed like a good gift to him. Tea and a book-- yes, that would be a good combination! He smiled to himself as they continued to walk, thinking of how happy his friend would be when she eventually received these presents that he had yet to purchase.




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Location: The Pack House
Interacting With: Lillian Smith and Serena
Roberge
Mentioned: Willow Sanders

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Roman remained quiet as his friend spoke, throwing her chair against the wall. He cringed a bit, knowing that he would be the one to fix any damages done. "Roman, you are in charge. Do not go on the hunt without me. I'm going for a run." She abruptly left before the Beta or the Delta could ask her if she'd misspoken. Truthfully, the young man thought Lillian had said the wrong name in her distress. He didn't see any reason why he should be in charge over Serena.

He looked over at Serena, who had been looking at him but by chance turned away almost immediately after he'd looked at her. “I can’t deal with any shit from you right now Roman. I’ll be upstairs, call me when Lillian gets back.” Serena soon left the room as well, leaving poor Roman to pick up the pieces of what had just happened.

"I wasn't going to say anything," he mumbled to himself, looking at the fallen chair across the table from him. The chair itself had managed to stay intact, though it might be unsafe to actually sit in. The wall had a nice dent in it from where the chair had struck it. He would deal with the wall later. He crossed the room and righted the chair, switching it with the one Willow had sat herself down in. This way, should the chair end up collapsing when someone sat in it, it wouldn't be him, Serena, or Lillian. Maybe it would collapse when Willow sat on it the next time she decided to barge in on their meeting.

With the meeting room looking presentable, Roman left and sat in the living room. All he could do now was wait for members of the pack to turn up and for Lillian to come back. It probably wouldn't be of any use to try an talk to Serena at the moment, given that she seemed angry at him. He sighed. I could use a beer.

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Events for the next two days

Arthur met with Nathaniel and after a couple of hours of getting to know the youngster (history and all) he was accepted into the Coven. He isn't too sure what the boy's position will be but he will be assigned it soon.
Arthur senses witches in town and has given Elisabeth the job of finding them, with the help of Julia if needed.

Lillian's pack went on their hunt and as Willow had said some of her hunter's were hurt. Thankfully no one was bitten. Lillian is contemplating what Willow said about the two packs having to join together again to rid the town of vampires however she refuses to take orders from Willow.

Vivian and the coven grow stronger without realizing they were being sensed by Arthur. Vivian knows something big is about to happen but isn't sure what, sh'e afraid she must reveal the coven to the wolves sooner than expected.

Four bodies have been found in ally ways, three female and one male. All look as if they've been attacked by animals but they are drained of blood. Religious people think demons. Police think animals. Everyone else think there may be a cult forming.

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Vivian was getting worried, she keeps having this feeling that something big and bad is going to happen soon but she can't seem to find out what it is. She's used every future telling spell she'd found in her mothers spell book but each time it's just something that doesn't matter. Unfortunately she doesn't know how to read cards but one of the other witches in the coven do so she's working on that while the rest of the coven has been working on strengthening their powers. It's been going well, everyone is getting stronger which will help them when and if they ever have to fave the vampires in town.

The card reader found nothing, she thinks something is hiding the answer from them but why? This makes Vivian think the coven will have to reveal themselves to the wolves before they are ready. If the wolves know then it won't take long for the vampires to know. It will put the coven's life in danger.




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Arthur had given both Elizabeth the job of finding these phantom witches that he says are in town. Julia doesn't trust Elizabeth to find them seeing that she has a job. Well, Julia does too but she doesn't exactly have to be there. She took it upon herself to 'help' find them. Arthur never said whether he wanted the witches brought to him dead or alive but if they were alive they would cause more problems so dead it was.

Being cooped up during the day was horrible especially for someone like Julia. She didn't like being held prisoner by something that was billions of miles away, seemed ridiculous. Thankfully it was nearly sunset, it was almost time for freedom. Though she could probably go out now, Julia liked to be safer and wait until the sun was totally gone out of the sky.




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The hunt went horribly, members of her pack were hurt just like Willow had said. It frustrated her that Willow always seemed to be right no matter what she did. This honestly made her consider taking up Willows offer to rejoin the packs but that would only be Lily giving up her position as Alpha and there was no way Lilly would do that without a fight. Even if she did follow through with it Willow would constantly remind her of how bad of an Alpha she was.

On top of all of this there was a new wolf in town which Lilly found out Willow had visited. Willow was most likely trying to get him to join her pack, Lilly was going to make it harder for her to do so. Lilly needed to find him and have a chat with the wolf. She followed his sent, once she was in the streets. This was a new sent, so she didn't know this wolf. The scent lead her to the old Auto shop, the light was on. Strange, he must be the new owner. She thought and followed the scent to the diner. There he was, she could only see the back of his head. She went inside and sat right next to him at the bar, Coffee, black. She ordered then stayed quiet for a few seconds before turning to him.

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Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews
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Location: Cafe ---> Julia's House
Interacting With: Julia Sinclair
Mentioned: Arthur Madden

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Tonight was one of the nights where Elisabeth did not have to close the cafe. Thus, she left as the sun began its descent. Arthur had assigned her a Julia to search for witches in the town. How he knew there were witches at all was beyond her and she even considered the possibility he'd just been too drunk and thought he sensed witches. It wouldn't be beyond him. But he was the coven leader and what he said (usually) was what was done. So now the young vampire was tasked with finding these mysterious witches and also tasked with trying to get along with Julia while doing it.

The two rarely saw eye to eye on things, but nonetheless Elisabeth respected her as she was Elisabeth's elder. The young vampire let out a sigh as she walked. She did not own any mode of transportation other than her own two feet (unless you counted her telekinetic abilities, though they were unacceptable to use in most cases). Though her parents had taught her the basics of driving, she hadn't lived long enough to put what she learned into action. She wasn't confident in her ability to drive and thus never bothered to try. A bicycle wasn't a bad option, but truthfully she didn't mind just walking everywhere. It was relaxing to her.

Elisabeth arrived at Julia's home and knocked on her door. "Julia?" she called to the other vampire. She highly doubted that the blonde was at her job right now, given that she had coven tasks to attend to.

As she waited for a response, Elisabeth briefly thought about what the pair would do. How did one find a witch? She had been told that witches looked and smelled like humans and thus finding them using appearance or scent would be impossible. Unless they stumbled upon one casting a spell or something she highly doubted the process would be easy. Plus, how would one incapacitate a witch? Were they allergic to anything? Were their bodies as fragile as humans? Elisabeth had absolutely no idea, as she'd only met one witch in her sixty-two years of being on this earth. The witch she had met was a lovely young woman who had briefly hosted Elisabeth and the one who turned her while they were traveling to Cherry Blossom. Based on this experience, Elisabeth held no ill will towards witches though she knew that not every witch was bound to be nice.




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Location: Library
Interacting With:
Mentioned: Vivian Greenwood

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Gerald had enjoyed a day of reading in the library. There really was nothing else for him to do considering he was still looking for a job and so he spent his days indulging in reading, movies, video games, and being with friends. It was enjoyable, but he knew he really needed to get a job. He was only 20, but it wasn't like he was a kid anymore. He had responsibilities and one of them was to have an income.

Resisting the urge to put his feet up on the table, he leaned back on his chair until only the back two legs touched the ground. He'd heard countless warnings from teachers, friends, and parents not to lean back so far, but he still did it nonetheless. It was a habit of his. He flipped to the next page of the book.

Gerald had always been able to read quickly. This was his second book for the day and he was three chapters from the end. Fifty-three more pages and he would be done with it. Once that happened he had no specific plans, though he might go somewhere to eat before returning home. Maybe he'd ask Vivian if she wanted to go to dinner with him. He knew she lived alone and thought she must get lonely.




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Location: Serena's House
Interacting With: Serena Roberge (texting)
Mentioned: Lillian Smith, Willow
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Roman climbed out of his car, closing the door and locking it once he was out of it. It was no Ferrari, but at least it wasn't a complete piece of crap like his last car. He walked around it and proceeded up to Serena's house. He wouldn't normally stop by, but given the less than spectacular results of the hunt a couple of days ago, he wanted to pay her a visit. She and a few other wolves had been injured during the hunt, but thankfully no one was killed or seriously injured. He was genuinely concerned about her well being (though he wouldn't admit because he was a stubborn dog), as it would be no good to have a dead Beta. He was sure the Royal Bitch would have a field day if that happened. So while he was her to make sure she was healing, he was also here for Lillian's sake.

Both he and Serena knew how tense Lillian was now a days, no doubt the result of being an Alpha. To have a and hunt on the same night as an intrusion from Willow were dual stress factors Lillian didn't need. Thus, Roman was going to suggest to Serena that her two best friends, despite their differences, should take her on a night out. He wasn't sure if Serena would agree and even if she did there was the problem of getting Lillian to agree as well. But the Delta would be taking one hurdle at a time.

However, he was in for a surprise upon reaching her front door. A note, closed, was taped to the door. Before he even processed what he was doing, Roman ripped the note from the door in one swift motion. He did not hesitate to open it, though in the back of his mind he knew it definitely wasn't intended for him and thus was not his to read. But his impulse had taken over and he found himself reading Serena's letter to Lillian.


Dear Lily,
I know that this isn't going to mean much but I'm really sorry. I truly wish that I didn't have to leave but it's the only way to keep everyone safe. I don't know how long I'll be gone but I know you'll be in good hands with Roman as your Beta. Please don't be mad, I can't tell you where I'm going or why I'm leaving but I hope I can come back soon. I know you'll want to but please don't come after me, I don't want you getting caught up in this. Lastly, I know you're about to start pacing so sit the fuck down.
With Love, Serena


Well shit. Roman was about to start pacing at this point, panic filling his mind. What had caused Serena to just pack up and leave like this? What was this threat she was scared of telling Lillian about? How long had she been gone? Resisting the urge to pace or to destroy something, he let out a deep sigh to clear his mind.

There was no way he was telling Lillian about the note... yet. She had mentioned something about a new wolf in town and looking to recruit him before Willow did. If that was the case, she was probably busy right now and wouldn't appreciate him barging in on whatever conversation she was having. So for now, as far as his friend knew, he was just going about his own business. He would only alert her to the situation if he couldn't find Serena.

With that being said, Roman prayed to whatever god there may be out there that Serena was still lingering around town. While he could have tracked her scent, it would be somewhat difficult since she had taken her car. After getting back into his own car, he pulled out his phone to text her. His fingers hovered over the keyboard as he thought about how he should word his text. After a few moments of thought he sent her a text: Hey, where are you? I have food. It was casual enough and not terribly odd for him to offer food to any of the other wolves. Everyone loved food and everyone had to eat food-- it was a good conversation starter. Plus he always bought more food than he actually needed and didn't mind giving what he didn't need to others in the pack.

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"Oh honey... I noticed." Lilly only rolled her eyes, she would have come up with a better come back but having humans around it wasn't a great idea for what she actually had in mind to say. "You should really learn to get your fur our of a bunch. Life's no fun if you're always so high strung." She was high strung for a reason, it showed her pack that she was in control no discussions. She sat quietly, drinking her coffee while Levi, Willow, and his mother had their conversation. It was obvious that it bothered her, just when she's able to try and recruit she's bothered. She only half listened and from what she'd heard she could tell that Levi's mother and Willow were pretty close, considering. Perhaps that's what Willow meant. there weren't many of the town people that Lilly even knew. Of course the Sheriff but other than Sheriff Dawson there were still very few.

Sighing she finished off her coffee and refused a refill from the waitress. "You two enjoy your talks, I believe I was about to speak to Lillian about something important." This caught her attention, Levi had said to Willow then turned to his mother, "I need to head back to my shop, Mom, Call me when you get off please..." This was surprising to her, she'd thought Willow had got him wrapped around her finger by now after all she did have a couple of days ahead of her. Levi stood and as did Lilly. Not giving Willow a second glance she paid for her coffee and stepped outside with Levi following. She turned to him,"It's Lilly by the way. Literally no one calls me Lillian except elders and my blood relatives." She said finally getting it off her chest before he had a chance to say her name again.




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"Do you want me to help you clean up?," The offer amused Julia. It was useless to clean now let alone allow your guests to help. "It's alright. Forget about the cleaning." She said simply and took her place again on the small couch. The apartment itself was a rather good size, not too small not too big most of the furniture could be passed off a new except for a few things broken because of her own anger. Those things she didn't bother replacing, if she was angry enough to break them most likely she didn't need them.

"How do you think we should go about finding these witches?" Elizabeth broke the silence which was honestly bothering Julia but she refused to be the one to break it. "I have no idea. To be perfectly honest it is hard for me to believe a witch coven would be stupid enough to reside in a town like this." She said turning to the young vampire. "Perhaps if we catch one in the act but that could take days. If Arthur sensed them, perhaps we can too if they are practicing magic. Though I'm not exactly sure how to do that.Perhaps my compulsion can help, somehow."




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Things were not going great for Vivian, she still had these feeling even after being reassured by the rest of the coven that it was nothing. She figured maybe it was that she spent most of her time in her house, she needed to be out. So she left her house, with a book of course and headed over tot he diner. It was rare that she went there but when she did she liked it. Everyone was nice and it was usually quiet.

When she approached the diner she sensed werewolves. She wasn't sure how many there were but she was sure there were werewolves. She entered the diner and took a spot in a booth. It wasn't too crowded and that was just how she liked it. It was nice to have the day off but today she had things on her mind and working would help but her boss was animate on not going over her weekly hours. She ordered a tea and asked the waitress to surprise her with anything on the menu. She opened her book and began reading, and by reading she was listening. Trying to figure out where and who the wolves were. It wasn't easy, vampires, werewolves, and witches were very slick in their conversations with each other. They were always careful in the words they chose to use when around humans, which is usually how you can tell.

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It wasn't as easy as she'd though it would be to find out who the wolves were. Then something happened, a woman stood up from her seat at the bar and pushed passed the couple that she had passed on her way in. It was obvious she wasn't happy about them as she pushed the door open. The door nearly broke off it's hinges as the woman walked angrily away. She got on her bike and revved the engine just as the other two stepped outside. She was defiantly a wolf and if she was then one or both of the other two must be as well.

There wasn't anything Viv could do about it now. Besides what if her feeling was wrong? She would have exposed her entire coven when she didn't even need to. It was a hard decision but she would have to wait to see what this 'bad feeling' was trying to tell her at least wait long enough to be able to tell what it would be before it happened.





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Lillian was glad to see that Levi had gotten under Willow's skin by blowing her off. Not many people were able to do that to Willow so it was a treat when it happened. "Lilly it is then," Lilly nodded in approving. Just as she was going to speak again Willow revved her bike and speed off in the opposite direction. It was done on purpose but it didn't bother her knowing that Willow was much more bothered about the situation. Before she could continue to talk again Levi spoke, "Before you ask, I'm not apart of any pack and I'm not sure I want to be." Lone wolves weren't unheard of but they were sort of frowned upon by most packs around the world. Lilly never had a problem with lone wolves but right now she was very annoyed. "Odd I know, but I've gotten use to going it alone." His explanation made sense, it was hard for a wolf to adapt especially seeing that they were also part human.

They walked until they were a little ways away from his shop, "So if you've come to recruit me, it's an uphill battle, I don't see the point in--" Lilly stood waiting for him to finish his statement but nothing came out but a little mumble of her beta's name. Serena? She looked towards the sidewalk in front of them but didn't see anyone. She did smell her, she must have been here not too long ago. "Well you excuse me a moment?" Without waiting he rushed into his shop and closed the door behind him. That was weird She awkwardly stood in front of his shop now waiting and the more she though about what had just happened. Finally it hit her, Serena had mentioned Levi one before well more than once. Serena had told her that she had a huge crush on him and she was there to pick up the pieces when he left without a word.

She looked through the window and made eye contact with Serena and she looked away. Her words to him were faint but enough for Lilly to know they needed to be alone. She would have to catch up with Levi some other time. She gave a nod and went on her way. Hopefully for Serena, she and Levi could settle things. It was time for another run, and maybe she'd meet up with Roman later in the night.





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"Maybe-- if there are witches here-- the coven was here first and the town just so happened to attract vampires and werewolves as well," That sounded probable, usually witches stayed close to werewolves. Seeing that most of these wolves were born here the witches must have been here before the vampires and just haven't realized it yet. "That sounds like a good idea. If we do find a witch, let's hope Arthur is actually hasn't been drinking too much." Julia nodded agreeing, Let's hope not, he will end up killing the witch before we can get answers out of her. With the witch that they do find, if they find one, they would have to get her to tell them who the other witches were. Maybe Julie could even threaten to turn her if she didn't tell. If there was anything she knew, she knew witches hated vampires so much they'd rather die than become one. She smiled at the thought.

She saw the young vampire stand, ready to get the search started, "Which part of town should we start with? I was thinking the east side." Julia stood as well and grabbed a jacket from a pile of clothes she had managed to hide behind her couch. She put it on, "Herb shop. Witches use herbs for spells. From there we can try other shops and what not around the area before moving to another part of town." She said thoughtfully as she made her way towards the door. she let the girl out first before following and closing the door behind her. She didn't bother locking the door since she didn't have anything for anyone to steal.



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Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Brooklyn Simmons Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Meredith Lagrange Character Portrait: Charles A. Greyson
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{ Location: Hospital || Interacting With: Shane Dawson, Hospital Staff (NPCs) || Mentioned: Brooklyn Simmons || #112865 }


I would like to take a look. Nathaniel leaned forward and took the extended walkie-talkie from her passing reach over the counter-top, with a gentle, but firm grip. Sparring only a moment’s notice to glance down at the dials, and even over years of technological advances he was pleased to note that the common radio – while not unlike a CB-one for citizens, but was made closer to military grade models – wasn’t anything excessively fancy (sometimes, mankind could get things right – if it worked, stop trying to make it better, plain and simple). His fingers flicked across two dials with an all-to-familiarity of having used something similar before, until an answering, acknowledged beep echoed from the brother walkie-talkie still clipped unto her belt; both on a shared frequency now, that would not unnecessarily traffic normal police communications (or the hospitals, but those he was fairly certain had upgraded to the cell-phone or pagers by now). Let me know when she arrives. I’d rather address her… away from the bodies. Of course. Nathaniel readily agreed, with a small, and almost sad smile on his lips in return. He removed his badge from his coat pocket to swipe at the reader at the nurses station, opening the doorway of the hallway heading towards the morgue for the young sheriff – giving her a friendly farewell nod for the mean-time, and watched as she made her way down to disappear out of sight eventually. Humph… That was interesting.

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The nurse Janet made her return to her station with coffee in hand, and Nathaniel rose to depart – his shift now officially started, it was time to walk the floors (at least some, before he’d have to return to the morgue, the Sheriff, and the poor Brooklyn Simmons – to fill out and sign the eventual paperwork that always followed such unfortunate events as death and the like). He left the walkie-talkie in Janet’s capable hands, with the instructions to let Shane know when Brooklyn arrived; and contact him to make his way over at his soonest availability.

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{ Location: His Home || Interacting With: Meredith, Willow; Pack 2 Members (NPCs) || Mentioned: Levi, Lillian || #A65200 }


Despite not technically being a part of the conversation at the original hand, between Meredith and Willow – he still well knew exactly who’s scents were clinging to his Alpha (and if he was far younger, not that he’d ever been so childish – the song ‘liar liar pants on fire’ might be accurate in this situation), and had a hunch of what their salutary wolf had been off doing. Markus kept his mouth shut, but still passed a mild warning glance towards Meredith in the kitchen... He had not entirely forgiven Willow for her earlier comment moments before regarding a generalization of men being good for nothing more than their fifth appendage, his exasperated side-glance had flickered with a sense of repressed suspicion at her smiling as he took a small handful of fries; that even her comment in response to his own and the knowing glance she shot, while he understood the full-intent, took a moment to get it’s intended rise out of him – and then a low growl of disgusted agreement rumbled deep within Markus’ chest briefly.

I don’t want to risk us splitting up. That’s not smart. Stength in numbers is always better. But I’m not sure where to start… We could simply patrol. But I was thinking if we went somewhere like a bar or club, natural feeding grounds. We could spilt up enough to where we look alone but have ours eyes on each other and our phones… Unless you all have a better idea.

Willow’s ideas of the hunt were not hardly unreasonable, but Markus liked this about this pack – even as much as the two of them butted heads with each other, she would ask and accept everyone’s opinions about how a night’s hunt would go down. With no one immediately jumping forward, he began shortly himself, My primary concern is the full moon tonight... We could focus on disrupting natural feeding grounds first, but - with bars or clubs, we do have younger members that cannot easily sneak into such places; additionally, those that don't have as much control (yet). We would be split already between those inside, separate enough to look like we're alone but within sight of one another or phones aiding. However, those outside, a mix of the young guns and some experienced I'd suggest, they would be a phones distance away if anything occurred - and possibly fluffier than intended, to crash into a bar or club." Markus offered evenly, not immediately shooting her ideas down - but offering the pros and cons in his 2 cents readily enough. Upon finishing the handful of fries, he pulled his hands back off the table, dusting them off on his jeans, before he continued. We could do it after deterring natural hunting grounds, or we just patrol - looping the town and running streets, and alleys. This had the benefits of – one, getting their scent(s) out and about, and deterring the bloodsuckers; and two, gave the wolves an opportunity to know if there was vampires already headed towards or in the town itself; and last, avoiding any furry complications into 'Human' public places. Markus shrugged, as a 'up to you' statement, keeping his eyes on Willow and waiting for her reply.

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{ Location: Leaving Studio, Town, Diner || Interacting With: Class Participants (NPCs), Vivian Greenwood || Mentioned: Gerald Andrews || #929292 }


“Alright, man, well we’ll see you next week.” “Goodbye, Thanks!” “Good luck running the joint, Adios~” Charles gave a radiant grin, shrugging as he bobbed his head friendly in farewell to the handful of his co-workers and boss that had decided that everyone would be getting the time off to go on a vacation together, to run amuck in the free time they had in the big city far outside of Cherry Blossom’s boundaries, window shopping to their hearts content, hanging around in the many hot spots that littered there, or grabbing a bite in the hundreds of restaurants and bistros dotting across the map. He’d declined on going himself on such a notion of careless frivolity, of just doing water, consequences be dammed; and had simply offered to stay behind, and take on the few more classes of various dance and yoga to cover the slack, and keep patrons happy, while everyone else was gone for the week for the unplanned, spur-of-the-moment vacation.

Really, truth be told, Charles tended to avoid such events, even when invited out or under extreme duress from his few friends. Well, that might have been a bit of an exaggeration, but the point remained that he was certainly more comfortable (than even some of the born locals, given recent events) keeping his own two feet on the ground in Cherry Blossom – regardless of what he well knew went bump in the night. He much preferred that predictability here, it wasn’t quite safe, but it was, most of all, home. He blew out a contented whistle through his teeth, and with a quick glance to figure that everything was put back in its place(s) for the night, ready for the following day, and all the stray water bottles had eventually found their (a) owner(s) (or the recycling can); he headed out, setting the alarm, locked the door, and went out onto the streets of Cherry Blossom.

It was not much of a walk from the studio to the diner in which his mother and Aunt worked at (though this night, they were actually both off in fact – but with a known sweet tooth, and the habit of a chocolate shake after work engrained in his mind, he was headed that direction anyway), but with the sky stretching with the colors of the sunset his footsteps weren’t unhurried per say but simply purposeful in their movement. When he finally arrived, he caught the waitress’ eye, with a small grin, Regular, please. “Sure, just a minute.” No worries.

Instead of sitting at the bar or at one of the open tables, Charles caught the familiar sight of Vivian, surprisingly that the ‘shadow’ of Gerald - all though the comparison was not entirely fair, with the other being as tall as him (and definitely taller than Vivian) with darker hair and fairer complexion; but still had promise in the other not often being two steps behind or ahead of Vivian, so technically Charlie could make such a point between the friends (not that he ever would) – wasn’t around (yet?). Hey, Vivian, Charles greeted, as he made his way over and slipped down into the booth’s other seat, with one of his common bright grins (that probably said ‘Hello’ better than words did anyhow) lighting up his face.

How’s your newest addiction going? He hummed in friendly question, not disapproving but not approving either. With a small hand flick, gesturing seemingly to the ‘new’ book she held that she was reading; but with enough hidden meaning veiled in his words, especially regarding her recent worries and fears that something big was coming to Cherry Blossom (and the possibility of revealing their coven to the wolves) – his meaning could be easily discerned.

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Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Charles A. Greyson
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Not only did they have to find a witch which was nearly impossible they had to avoid the dogs of the town. Since she had a run in with a werewolf just two days ago Julia was on the lookout for that wolf. Still worried about finding the witch, Julia had no idea how to find one and they had no help from Arthur. He gave them no advice or ideas whatsoever. Honestly she should be used to it, he was a drunk bastard but he was their leader and even though he was usually drunk he was a damn good leader in Julia's eyes.

Walking through town as Julia was good and bad. Julia was a beautiful woman if she'd say so herself and got many looks from many people but she also got bad looks. Most people knew what she did for a living and it gave her a reputation which was pretty wrong. Stripping was just a way of life to her and she loved it. Most people think strippers sleep around and to be honest some do but Julia isn't that kind of girl. To be honest she rarely sleeps around unless there are feelings involved which is rare for her. After loosing her mate she could never see herself loving someone as deeply as she did with him.

"The shop isn't too far. If we don't find something there we move on." She said to Elizabeth but didn't look at her. "We have to look out for wolves as well. But since it's a full moon they will most likely be in the forest until morning...hopefully." She said glancing at the sky, it wasn't dark just yet but it was getting there. It wasn't unheard of in this town for wolves to be roaming the streets during a full moon, it was rare but it has happened.

When they reached the shop it seemed to be closed. The lights were off and it didn't smell like anyone was inside. She knew one of the wolves owned the shop but she didn't mention that to Elizabeth but she was sure as soon as they walked up she figured it out. "Closed. Maybe she has some sort of record of who shops here, if we can get inside without being detected." As soon as she said this a woman walked up and cursed under her breath probably realizing the shop was closed. Julia turned to the woman and immediately recognized her. She was from the party she was chased out of that night. She'd gotten a strange feeling from her but couldn't pinpoint it.

"Yea she seems to have closed up early tonight, must have plans or something." She said to the girl and nudged Elizabeth letting her know she was about to mess with this girls mind a little and to be ready. "Yea, I was hoping to get some herbal tea but I guess I'll have to wait." Julia nodded, she'd never used her mind compulsion on a witch but they had to be just like humans. "I recognize you from that party a couple of days ago." Before the girl could respond Julia took a hold of her wrist and began to whisper.

If you were behind the poor girl you would be able to see Julia's pupils dilate as she whispered. "Tell me why you came here." The woman responded without hesitation, "My energy has been low lately, my friend has been channeling it. The tea is a way for me to regain the energy quikcer." With that Julia broke the compulsion and grinned "This was easier than we though Elizabeth." With that she bit the girl on the neck. She wasn't going to kill her, since Arthur wanted the witch alive, but she was going to drink just enough to get her to pass out. Now whether this was the witch Arthur sensed was none of her business. They'd done their task, they found a witch.





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For once, at this moment, for some reason she was content. Serena was speaking to Levi after he had been gone for so long and had broken her heart. Willow was pissed and Lillian didn't have to do anything to cause it. She wasn't sure what Roman was up to but she was sure he was just being Roman which was usually good. Her injured pack members are healed thanks to a member of Willows pack without her knowledge. Everything at this moment was peaceful.

Just as she was about to cross the street she heard her name, "Lil!", Well a nickname of hers. She knew who it was and she turned to greet him but he'd nearly tackled her to the ground. "Damn it Roman!" She balanced them both before they both lost balance and fell to the ground. Roman had both hands resting on her shoulders but hadn't said anything. She waited, he didn't seem sure whether or not to say whatever it was he wanted to say and it was getting pretty annoying.

"There's something you need to know." She knew from his face that it was serious and important. "What is it Roman? Just tell me what's going on?"





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The wolves had gone which left her to her own thought and her book. Reading was the least of her worries though she did read the book her mind was not comprehending what the book was saying, to be honest she would most likely read it again anyway. Something big was about to happen she could feel it but no one else could feel it. They all thought she was worried about nothing but she knew it wasn't nothing.

She was broken from her thoughts when she saw someone slide into the seat across from her, [color= #929292]“Hey, Vivian."[/color] Charles, the rare male witch of their coven. He showed up in town when he was young with his mother. No one knew his history all they knew was that he was a male witch. "Hi Charles." She sent him a smile. She liked him, he was always nice. [color= #929292]“How’s your newest addiction going?”[/color] He motioned to her book but she knew what he was really talking about. She merely shrugged "Not as good as I'd hoped. Can't seem to understand it." She said folding the edge of the page she left off on and closed the book. "It's also not that easy to explain to someone else. she added placing the book on the table next to her half eaten sandwich.

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Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi
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Location: Town
Interacting With: Julia Sinclair and Sienna
De Lucchi
Mentioned: Arthur Madden

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Elisabeth acknowledged Julia's words, but said nothing, content to watch the sun as the last bands of colour began to disappear from the sky. Once he two arrived at the herb shop, she recognized the smell of the wolf that owned it. She knew that the wolf was in Willow's pack, but she had rarely encountered her before. The vampire wondered what it was like to be an herbalist. Perhaps if she was still alive the two could have discussed the wonders of natural medicines, but it was far from a possibility now.

The shop was closed, likely a result of the upcoming full moon. Ah yes, the lovely time of the months where wolves were dominated by their true selves. It was also the one night of the month that Elisabeth generally stayed in town. Trying to reach her house in the woods was unlikely to be successful with the packs out and about, hiding amongst the trees and waiting to descend on her like flies on a corpse. It was not a situation she wanted to be in if she could help it.

"Closed. Maybe she has some sort of record of who shops here, if we can get inside without being detected." The younger vampire was about to offer to use her ability to disrupt any security cameras and to open the door when another young woman approached the shop. Elisabeth observed her closely, wondering if she was a witch. Unlike Julia, she could just barely sense anything odd coming from her energy. Perhaps it was her lack of interaction with witches or of her relatively young age. Either way, she was having a difficult time deciding if this woman was a witch or not.

Julia and the other woman exchanged a brief, casual conversation before Julia nudged Elisabeth. Elisabeth had already gotten the hint, but nonetheless remained silent. One question and answer later and the vampires had found a witch. Julia commented on the easiness of it after knocking out the poor woman. "Yes, quite easy," Elisabeth commented. "But if karma has anything to do with in, we'll be in deep trouble soon as well." She was worried that having such ease finding a witch meant eminent difficulty in the future, perhaps even so soon as tonight. Lady Luck might have been on their side this time, but instant good luck came to very few.

"Alright, time to take her to Arthur." Elisabeth glanced around. No one had seen them, but there was still the possibility of humans seeing them since they were in a fairly busy part of town. Carrying the witch was an option, but would likely draw suspicion as few would expect either Julia or Elisabeth to be able to carry someone with such ease. Lifting the slumped woman off of the ground, the vampire slung the witch's limp arm around her shoulders, as if supporting a drunken friend who needed help walking. Elisabeth looked the woman over from head to toe, helping her to picture exact what she wanted the woman's body to do. Envisioning the witch with her head held up-- enough that she seemed conscious but not enough to reveal her closed eyes-- the woman's head adjusted itself as so. With that, Elisabeth began to walk, her telekinetic abilities allowing her to move the woman's feet along with her own. "This should keep us from looking suspicious, but I'd prefer we move quickly. I don't want to have my energy too low with the full moon lurking," she told her companion before starting to walk down the street.




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Location: A Cafe
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
Mentioned: Shane Dawson

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Gerald finished the last of his meal and glanced at outside. It was nearly dark, meaning he should probably make his way home before anything bad happened to him. However, his naivety about the supernatural and confidence in his ability to keep himself out of trouble overshadowed the rule that most people in town abided by. Nevertheless, he wasn't sure he wanted to be caught by the Sheriff or Vivian for that matter if he was out walking alone. Running into either would likely spur a speech about how it isn't safe be alone after dark.

Handing his plate to the waitress and waiting for his check, Gerald starting drumming on the table top with his hands. He glanced around the cafe, which was barren of patrons save for himself and a man who he knew lived in the apartment above. Looking back at the table in front of him, he saw the small pile of books he'd loaned from the library. Two were for him and the other for Vivian.

Hey, I got a book from the library for you. I can give it to you whenever. He shot Vivian a quick text before the waitress returned with his check.




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Location: Center of Town
Interacting With: Lillian Smith
Mentioned: Serena Roberge

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"What is it Roman? Just tell me what's going on?" Roman let go of Lillian as he reached into his pocket, pulling out the letter he'd found on Serena's door. "I stopped by Serena's house not too long ago. I was going to talk to her about..." He paused briefly as he remembered that he'd wished to talk to the Beta about doing something for Lillian. He still wanted to treat her to a night out and have it be a surprise, however likely or unlikely it was at this point. "Nevermind, that's not important. I went to her house and found this."

He extended the folded up note to her, declining to share that he had read despite it clearly being intended for the Alpha. However, it was fairly obvious he had read it and would be even more obvious once Lillian read the note. Roman could only hope she wouldn't completely lose control. The full moon was near, raising the tension.

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Character Portrait: Brooklyn Simmons Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Charles A. Greyson
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ImageBrooklyn felt her heart racing as they got closer and closer to the morgue. The officer at the station suggested that she go there but was kind enough to give her a ride.
Once they pulled up, she sighed and made her way inside. She met with a kind woman named Janet, to which she called the radio alerting the sheriff of her arrival.

This was not a good sign. If she had any doubt in her mind, that Donny was in this place, it was gone just then. Brooklyn sat in the waiting room, twiddling her fingers, rocking her feet, and then suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in the side of her neck.

"Ahh." She gasped, clutching her neck a moment before pulling her hand away, expecting for it to come away red.
Nothing, not a drop, but there was pain, and it lingered. She looked around, feeling her neck for a bug bite of some sort but found nothing. With thought in mind, she realized, magic was involved.

Taking a breath, Brooklyn closed her eyes. It was a simple spell, something even a new witch could do. She was better with potions, she was master with potions but this wasn't out of her range of abilities.

She reached out with her minds eye, clearly the pain wasn't hers, but whose ever it was, was calling to her, or the closest witch around, so she mentally grabbed ahold of the tether that was binding them, and followed, until finally she saw a face.

"Sienna?" Brooklyn breathed, she couldn't see where she was, nor what was ailing her but she knew this was a cry for him.

She pulled out her phone and sent a text to Vivian and Charles.

[To: Charles: To: Vivian]
[Guys, Somethings up, Sienna reached out to me...I don't think she's okay, have you seen her?] She chose her words carefully, witches were paranoid, on a good day, but with all that was going on, and a full moon coming, there was no such thing as too careful.

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Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Brooklyn Simmons Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Meredith Lagrange Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Charles A. Greyson
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{ Location: Hospital || Interacting With: Brooklyn Simmons, Hospital Staff/Patients (NPCs) || Mentioned: Shane Dawson || #112865 }


The day doctors, and nurses that worked all hours, were all a small team of successful and competitive staff – rivaling the care that big-city hospitals could give, and more related to the sheer amount in differences of work-load at that; but still Nathaniel was impressed still that such a quaint facility did a fine job with the limited patients it dealt with. Three floors upstairs to walk (not including the morgue, or emergency), but one completely empty of patients at this time, went by surprisingly fast, at least by a general walk-through went. It wasn’t long after he’d finished talking with the last patient, an elderly woman with a heart condition and strong memory issues that he sat through the conversation of a time fifty years in the past in vague interests (that the nurse that journeyed with him, had walked halfway out on; he just didn’t get bored so easily anymore, he supposed, because others’ lives interestingly moved ahead while he stayed the same), when the page came from Janet that the girl, Brooklyn Simmons, had arrived…

Nathaniel made his way back down stairs, in a far to unsteady elevator than was normally deemed appropriate if comfortable for most, to the 1st floor – headed towards the morgue, where the nurse Janet directed him to the small waiting room across from the desk. As he approached the close and shuttered door, he deemed through scent as well as hearing that the sheriff had yet to make it back up from her look in the morgue before the other young woman had arrived; he opened it, gently cautious as he moved into the room, glanced down and made his way over to sit down across from the woman he assumed to be ‘Brooklyn Simmons’ just looking up from her phone after apparently sending a text.

Hello Ms. Simmons, I presume, He began, a small, sad smile gracing his lips, but no less friendly and gentle for it. I am Dr. Nathaniel J.A. Searus, however please, call me William. Nathaniel paused, offering a firm hand to shake. I’m here to answer the questions I can for you in this difficult time, but I do believe it would be best to wait a moment longer for Sheriff Dawson, Shane, to arrive as well.

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{ Location: His Home, Town Streets || Interacting With: Meredith, Willow; Pack 2 Members (NPCs) || Mentioned: N/A || #A65200 }


Markus inclined his head in wordless agreement to Willow’s plan, as she rose and made her way outside to make sure all the other wolves were ready. He slowly rose too, throwing his own trash away, before glancing over his shoulder in a passing glance to Meredith, his general exasperation with the world softening momentarily enough to let a small smile ease unto his maw, Try to stay out of anymore trouble, sister. He snorted shortly, leaving with a pointed look, before joining Willow and the others outside. Alright darlings… Let’s go prowl. He offered his right arm for her to slide her left arm under and rest her hand on his forearm, initiating movement forward, guiding them both out of yard and down the street – even as around them people shifted, and wolves snarled and buffed to one another as they turned in graceful lopes towards the woods and out of sight but on the tree-line.

It was all at once, harder and easier, being a pure wolf – than a half-bred mutt, or one that had gaps in their generations – on nights the full moon reigned high. Yes, the change came readily at the force of the moon or whenever the wolf wanted it, and wild-willful emotions could be held and remain in check with age and training. But the change was rather violent and strong, and emotions heightened abnormally to be unsteady regardless how much one fought against it. It was a constant battle between wolf and man (or woman), with an uphill advantage or challenge of always being a little more wolf than human...

Markus’ eyes originally were a dark, rich brown, most days, but tonight seemed a far lighter, honeyed impersonation of brown, of his wolfish nature lurking under the surface waiting (obviously impatiently, as far as eye colors went), as the pair of them made their way around the town’s dark streets and crooked alley ways. And a growl jumped forward to rumble his chest, before he could stifle it immediately after the disgustingly fresh scent of a bloodsucker (or two) that had passed by once and had since doubled-over their path again (a tactic more and more used to confuse those who happened to track by scent) hit his nostrils. He glanced down to Willow, with an almost hungry look in his eyes, as he spoke softly, Should we send the pack a little more forward then us, to see if they can catch an origin or heading better in the scent(s)? They already looked the part of being outnumbered on the city-streets, but there was no need to be stupid about dashing after one (or a couple) vampires immediately. Any information the pack could provide from the outside, was better than nothing at all.

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{ Location: Town, Diner || Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood, Brooklyn Simmons || Mentioned: Sienna De Lucchi || #929292 }


Not as good as I’d hoped. Can’t seem to understand it… It’s also not that easy to explain to someone else. Ahh, Charles immediately mused in response, pausing as he reached forward to idly take the book she’d just placed down up in hand – pursuing the information on the back with apparently curious interest. Once he had finished, he spoke up again, with a shrug and ‘smug’ grin sliding into place on his maw, Well, if you ever need somebody to come and eat your food, I’m there. He offered, genuinely. He was not particularly keen in getting himself (or the rest of his witchy-family) caught up in the mess the warring of three supernatural species would bring to Cherry Blossom, if something big was coming into town like Vivian odd-feelings had been worried about. He did not care for Vampires or even Werewolves much; but he did not want anyone close to him, or even himself in fact, to die in a ‘pointless war’ that their ancestor’s dead bones started so long ago, to be honest. He would try to be there, for as long as his morals would allow for…

Vivian’s phone beeped suddenly, leaving the conversation at a stand-still momentarily as she went to look at and answer the message; and Charlie’s chocolate shake finally arrived, scooted by a passing waitress’ hand. Thank you. He rubbed the back of his knuckle’s gently against the glass, controlling his magic to bring unseen warmth to his fingers – enough to warm the beverage enough so that one could actually drink it with the red-and-white swirled draw provided, without having to wait for it to melt naturally anyway. He took an appreciative sip when finished, as his own phone buzzed a text alert as Vivian’s beeped again.

Aren’t we popular tonight? Charlie snorted, as he slipped his own out of his pocket to glance at the message. “Guys, somethings up, Sienna reached out to me… I don’t think she’s okay, have you seen her?”
He managed not to scowl externally, but internally he was more than a little disgruntled. Brooklyn, his best friend since he’d moved into town years ago and fellow-Witch in the coven, had been off-the-map for days without a word – when they’d always had a text message(s) going, whether or not they physically saw one another that day or not. It had been odd enough situation, but now with the text out of the blue – asking about another one of their coven, Sienna, who as far as he knew was an avid partier and drinker (likely at another party or club or bar; or already holed up in her apartment, or random hotel room with human-friends, trying to sleep off what would be an epic hangover he was certain), location and how she was doing. He almost wanted to text back a quite simple ‘how are you first’, before answering about the other girl, but he didn’t, for now… Charles fingers danced gingerly across the keyboard, making the message seem as proper as he could (without being snippy about it), as he made his offer. Witches were paranoid on the best of days, but it would not do to start freaking out – especially if something hadn’t been proven to be wrong or abnormal yet. He glanced back up to Vivian, asking her thoughts on the matter without a physical word,, as he clicked the send button.

No, haven’t heard from her or seen her since yesterday.
Probably out partying again, I suspect… I’ll swing by her apartment later tonight before heading home.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Brooklyn Simmons Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Charles A. Greyson
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Lilliy saw he'd pulled something out of his pocket as he explained, "I stopped by Serena's house not too long ago. I was going to talk to her about..." He paused then added, "Nevermind, that's not important. I went to her house and found this." while handing her the paper he pulled out of his pocket. She took the note and looked at him skeptical but opened the note anyway.

Dear Lily,
I know that this isn't going to mean much but I'm really sorry. I truly wish that I didn't have to leave but it's the only way to keep everyone safe. I don't know how long I'll be gone but I know you'll be in good hands with Roman as your Beta. Please don't be mad, I can't tell you where I'm going or why I'm leaving but I hope I can come back soon. I know you'll want to but please don't come after me, I don't want you getting caught up in this. Lastly, I know you're about to start pacing so sit the fuck down.
With Love, Serena


She read it through then read it again as if she didn't understand it the first time. How was this possible? They had just crossed paths, why would she leave like this? She looked up from the note "What the hell is this, Roman? Is this for real? This isn't some type of joke or something?" She asked. The writing did look like Serena's and the tone of the message sounded like something Serena would say butt she couldn't believe this was from her Beta. She didn't show any signs of anger due to the fact that she had just seen Serena and didn't believe Serena, of all people, would leave town with only a note with no explanation whatsoever.





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She watched as he took the book from the table and read the information on the back. It wasn't a witch type book, that would look weird but he seemed interested in it. He put the book back where he picked it up from “Well, if you ever need somebody to come and eat your food, I’m there.” She nodded. She knew he wasn't the type to get in the middle of werewolf and vampire business but if he ever offered to help she knew it was genuine. Just as she was going to thank him her phone buzzed. She sighed and looked at it, Gerald. She smiled and opened the text Hey, I got a book from the library for you. I can give it to you whenever. She smiled and moved her fingers over the keyboard
To Gerald:
Thanks :) I'm at the diner with a friend. I can meet up with you after?

She put the phone back on the table but there was another buzz from her phone and Charles as well. “Aren’t we popular tonight?” She paid no attention to his comment but she did find it odd that Gerald had responded so quickly. She looked at the phone and saw it was Brooklyn instead. She opened up the message Guys, somethings up, Sienna reached out to me… I don’t think she’s okay, have you seen her?”
To Brooklyn:
I haven't seen her..or heard from her. How did she reach out?

Everyone in the coven knew Sienna was a channeler, she sometimes used her ability to help Vivian. Vivian didn't know the extent of her ability since Sienna didn't use it much. Vivian looked up at Charles and made eye contact. Her eyes showing strong concern but she said nothing. She was sure he had gotten the text as well from the look on his face. Sienna was known to stay away from magic, much like Charles, but she was a partier. That always worried Vivian to begin with but if Sienna reached out to someone maybe something was really going on.




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Blood from a witch was a rare thing to come by and it didn't taste anything like humans. Julia whipped her mouth to rid it of blood. "Yes, quite easy," the girl paused "But if karma has anything to do with in, we'll be in deep trouble soon as well." Julia rolled her eyes, she didn't believe in Karma. Of course she knew things happened for a reason but she never believed that there was some force out there paying people back for the bad they've done. Karma was created by the people of the world. People are paid back for the bad they do because the people they've done wrong had something to do with it.

She held the girl up with ease, she hadn't though further than knocking the girl out which was good that she had Elizabeth with her. Julia was impulsive it was probably the only reason why Arthur asked Elizabeth to accompany her on this 'mission'. Julia watched as the younger vampire adjusted the witch so that it looked as if she was too drunk to walk on her own. Julia smiled and moved to the other side of the witch to help with the illusion. "This should keep us from looking suspicious, but I'd prefer we move quickly. I don't want to have my energy too low with the full moon lurking,"

"Arthur is most likely at your place, since he has a key. I wonder why he wanted her alive? If it was this easy to find her how hard can it be to find the rest of them and just kill them off one by one?"