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Alaric Boyle

"Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there too." WIP

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a character in “Everlasting Ties”, as played by chanelindistress

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Queen Bee || Senior ||Xiyeon Pristin || Open
Powerful, captivating, and frightening, it was a surprise to see the spawn of the infamous Chuck Bass and Blair Waldorf - practically New York royalty - denigrated to second place in respect to the 'new kid on the block,' but this is no new kid - at least, not to this lifestyle. And from her perfectly polished nails to her prim posture, there's no denying the magnitude of wealth and intimidation this one holds...even if, from time to time, she founds herself out-shined by [Dytto]. At least the other girl knows her place, or so she tells herself. Lines get blurred in that relationship and it's easier to just surround herself with followers who both fear and are respectfully loyal to her than, consider the girl a close friend. It's a lot better than her relationships w/ [Becky Gomez] and [Sasha], the latter of whom disappeared for a year only to return now and think that she's still in the running for [Xiyeon]'s crown...which is preposterous and she has no qualms with proving that to the girl. Even if she did miss her. She is sometimes reluctantly best friends w/ [Cody Christian] and [Steven R. McQueen], and used to date the latter until last Homecoming to branch out to new flavors like [Lucky Blue Smith]. But she wants her ex back, while still having her fun, and does not like his newfound closeness with [Corie Rayvon], just like she does not like the girl's closeness with her former best friend [Becky]. It seems peasants forever have a penchant for wanting what's not theirs.

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Henry Bass || The Player || Senior || Cody Christian || Taken by Girl2Fine2
It would seem that though Chuck Bass has grown from his old ways, his son has decidedly taken upon the task of bringing that old thing back, often known along The Upper East Side as a heart-breaker...which...by the way, is not his fault. Most people, like [Becky G] walk into the situation knowing that he's the hit-it-and-quit-it type, though it stands to reason that his true philandering ways didn't start until [Sasha] up and left him last year. They had been dating since middle school and though their relationship had its ups and downs, he had truly cared for her and was hurt. And though people like [Corie Rayvon], whom he cannot stand, has read him for filth about the matter, he likes to say he's over his ex-girlfriend and is not at all interested in her return, even though his sister [Dytto] disagrees. His best friends are [Xiyeon] and [Steven], though he has known the latter the longest. Besides, he has other things to focus on besides his ex, like getting into Columbia and solving the mystery that is his growing...whatever-you-call-them-because-they're-not-feelings-feelings-for-[Kim]. Which aren't even feelings to question in the first place because he's as straight as an arrow, right?

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______ Van der Woodsen || The Power-Hungry One || Junior || Sasha Pieterse || Open
No one can deny whose child she is with her penchant for running away when least expected and without warning, though the fact that she's ashamed to take her father's name does leave an ache in Dan's heart after thinking that he's finally carved out a place for himself among the rich. That's his problem, she's probably surmised to herself; the true power comes from her mother's side of the family. But that is where the similarities between herself and her mother stop, and the similarities with her godmother, Blair Bass-Waldorf, begin. Though stunning and cunning, this perfectionist was taken aback just before sophomore year last year when she came to startling realization that she had developed feelings for her best friend, [Dytto]. It didn't help that she had dated the girl's brother, [Cody], for a time. She still cares for him, that much is certain, and now that she's back, she wants to go back to the way things were before. Back to when she was [Xiyeon]'s favorite, [Dytto] didn't look unwelcoming, and [Cody] wasn't ignoring her calls. However, though she thinks she's "fixed," the first stirrings of feelings do still exist, which is why she's hoping to get [Cody] back. Things were right when they were together. Then she can focus on getting the crown [Xiyeon] promised her, even if she has to steal it from the older girl when she least expects it.

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Jaxon Heize || The Bad Boy || Senior || Lucky Blue Smith || Taken by SleepingInTheGardens
Despite what [Cody Christian] has to say, no one is trying to copy off of him. Some people let loose and be who they are because of a deep-set hurt in their lives - and yes, everyone is pointing their fingers at you, [Cody] - and others just are what they unashamedly are for no reason other than because they can be. Or at least, that's what he likes to tell everyone. There's a lot of things he doesn't say for him to be as open about the things and people that he does. Besides, only one of them was the original bad boy of these mean, elite streets and that had been [Lucky]. As long as you don't judge him, he's liable to not judge you, which is why he's such good friends w/ [Becky] and [Kim], despite everyone reasoning that someone as wealthy as him wouldn't be caught dead with them. As if people haven't noticed how much he doesn't exactly fit the mold of the upper crest denizens of the popular crowd. Of course, despite seen as below the very people he's grown up with, he's not exactly as accepted among the less fortunate of his peers, as seen in his relationship with [Broderick]. Luckily for him, though, he's not of the mind to care about what others think of him...at least, he tries not to anyway.

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_________ Bass || The Social Butterfly || Junior || Dytto || Open
It's notable with this one that though her mother might have spent damn near a lifetime feeling like she was in the shadow of her own best friend, she made sure her daughter knew how special she truly was and it shows. The younger Bass sibling has never had a problem with her self-esteem and though she's never been crowned as the sole ruler of Constance Billard's halls, she doesn't really want it nor need it. Not when she's living the fast, wild life that her godmother once had; she's always the one having her parents save her because she was drunk and disorderly after a late night with [Becky Gomez], whom she is surprisingly even closer with after [Sasha] abandoned her even though [Xiyeon] doesn't approve. Which, by the way, she is definitely upset about. Is she a little thrilled that her best friend in the whole wide world is back? Yes, is she hurt that she was told by her godmother to let the girl do her despite never getting an exclamation? And now [Sasha] wants to come back like she didn't break both [Dytto]'s and [Dytto]'s own brother's? Yeah, not happening. At least she has [Ronald Epps] to distract her, despite knowing - once again - that [Xiyeon] and their crowd, in general, wouldn't approve. It's not like any of them can control her, right? She's [Dytto] Bass - no one controls her. Though, it does stand to reason that someone needs to better control this girl, especially after the very bad heap of trouble she and [Becky] are trying to put out of their heads from earlier this summer. She's on a downward spiral no one seems to know they need to stop.

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________ Van der Woodsen || The Athlete || Senior || Steven R. McQueen || Open
The surrogate baby Eric Van der Woodsen and his longtime beau always wanted, he is [Sahsa]'s big cousin. He's also best friends w/ [Cody Christian] and [Xiyeon Pristina]. He's known the former for a very long time and the latter is his ex-girlfriend, whom he still cares for...just not the same, which is the complete opposite of what she's expecting. It's not his fault, not really. She wanted space - though she wanted to keep him in place for when she was ready to be the "power couple" everyone saw them as again - and he wanted...change. And he still does. Which is why he found himself intrigued with [Corie Rayvon], despite knowing how it would be ill-received given the luxury he was brought into and the friends he has. Last year, his coaches told him that he would benched if he didn't bring a few grades up, and surprisingly enough, the then sophomore was taking junior level classes, and was the first person recommended to him, despite her reservations and protestations. Though [Cody] is perplexed because of his own preference for their shared best friend, [Steven] - especially now after having spent part of his summer with his tutor-turned-friend - finds himself wanting a lot more than friendship. He just doesn't know yet how to not care about his standing in the public eye, especially with the secret destruction his family life is undergoing.

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Naomi 'Naya' Jennings || Tutor Girl || Junior || Corie Rayvon || Taken by Girl2Fine2
Tutor Girl. The day [Dytto] playfully dubbed her as such because one of [Xiyeon]'s followers was in the library getting help from [Corie] was definitely not the worst, but definitely not one she looks on fondly. She absolutely detests the name and anyone who says it, especially [Xiyeon] who seems to sneer it on most days or croon it that sickeningly sweet voice that she just feels is condescending, even if [Xiyeon] claims she has no ill feelings towards her. One of her best friends, [Becky] says bullshit on that front, but [Corie] knows there's a little bias there. Nevertheless she hates her label, even if it's all she's ever been. Besides, hooking up, partying, and being crazy wild on school nights are a lot easier said than done - no matter what [Becky] says - especially when [Corie] has so much of her family's ambitions riding on her being studious. Which is why [Steven] hit her like a freight train; she didn't see him coming. And now that they're friends - now that he's seen parts of her she doesn't show everyone - she doesn't even know how to want things to back to the way they were, but she does know she's terrified of of wanting more, especially considering that not many know they're even friends. Her childhood friend, [Ronald] tells her to take that jump, but as she falsely promises him, she will if he does.

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The New "Lonely" Boy || Junior || Broderick Hunter || Open
Having grown up on the same street in Brooklyn as [Corie], they've spent a lifetime being on the outside looking in and wanting what they've never had. He being more vocal about it than she. Especially about his seemingly perpetual crush on [Dytto]. Even when he and [Corie] tried dating only to find that they were best as good friends, he had never been able to truly put the very popular, elusive girl out of his mind. It was an obsession, [Corie] had said. A very weird, disturbing one [Becky] decided to opine, though he doesn't listen to her often because he's still trying to figure out how she managed to get Miss-Set-In-Her-Ways-[Corie] to even tolerate her ass, let alone like her. And so it shocked him out of his mind when he and [Dytto] had met up at a party this past summer. Shocked him even more when he found himself in her bed...and not for just one time, though it seems that that's all he's managed to get out of her. He's always wanted more; he's always wanted her, that crowd, that adventure, that more. But it all feels out of his grasp, especially with assholes like [Cody] and [Lucky] in existence, the latter of whom seems to be able to get away with anything and thinks he's one of them when he's just as privileged and hard-to-touch as the other rich kids.

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The Shit Stirrer || Senior || Becky Gomez || Open
What [Xiyeon] doesn't tell everyone is despite the difference in their socioeconomic classes - despite their seeming differences now - they were once the best of friends. This isn't a case of her having fallen from grace as she would have never gotten along with that privileged crowd to begin with, it's not because they simply grew apart like her mother thinks - it's because she confessed to having feelings for [Xiyeon]. And instead of reasoning with her, instead of having a goddamn conversation about it, she was ditched and now she hates [Xiyeon]. And it drives her up the wall that the queen bee can be so cold when [Becky] had been the one who had known her best, had been there for her when no one else was. Would be still, if she let her. Her new and better best friend, [Corie], tells her to stop pushing it - to just let bygones be bygones and live her wild ass life, but [Becky]'s not feeling it, not when being caught in [Cody]'s bed when [Xiyeon] comes over has the other girl sneering in disgust. Plus, if it makes prissy [Sasha], the one who used to be favored by the queen bee, upset to eventually learn that [Becky]'s been in the girl's ex's bed, then so be it. Not like it's the worst thing she's ever done, as [Lucky] and [Dytto] have been privy to the knowledge of. Besides if [Sasha] wants to join in, as the kiss the two girls shared two years ago has [Becky] thinking, maybe they can all finally get that stick out of the frigid bitch's ass.

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The Sweetheart || Junior || Kim Hwi-Young || Open
To be fair, he is honestly as lost about his relationship with [Cody Christian] as the wealthier student seems to be, and clearly did not anticipate anything coming of them having been partnered up for a science project last spring. But they were and it...well, it didn't go to absolute shit like [Lucky] kept telling him it would. It was actually pretty nice and even genuine when it's just the two of them, and though [Cody] seems to like his position most of the time, [Kim] doesn't think he's as much as an asshole as he is performing as one. He's actually pretty fun...and yes, attractive. Who hasn't noticed that? And yes, he does feel some type of way that [Becky] seems to be right proud of herself for sleeping with [Kim]'s...secret friend, but he hasn't been able to say anything about it. Doesn't want to piss her off. At the same time, he doesn't know what he's supposed to say. How does anyone come to terms with feelings for someone they weren't supposed to develop feelings for? Especially when they're entirely impossible ones and you're just a guy trying to hopefully make an impression during Ivy Week to the school of your dreams? He did not sign up for any of this shit.

So begins...

Alaric Boyle's Story

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Character Portrait: Sable Rosary White Character Portrait: Jordan James Lachowski Character Portrait: Chantal Lambert Character Portrait: Claude Lector Character Portrait: Odette Faye Character Portrait: Alaric Boyle Character Portrait: Keela Williams Character Portrait: Rebekah Harvelle Character Portrait: Toby Turner Character Portrait: Benson Mailer Character Portrait: Leviathan Salvatore
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ImageClaude groaned as the morning sunlight permeated through the old tattered blinds and shone on his eye lids. How long had he been asleep? 40 minutes? 40 hours? 40 days? No. 44 years. He was the eldest vampire and as he rose he saw a dark dusty room in front of him, weathered from the years of neglect. He moved from his bed, his pale bare feet touching the cold floor. The floor was nothing compared to his own cold veins. Thump. Thump. His feet made this sound as he strode down the hallway of the house. The house was silent, you could hear a pin drop in the entire house. Soon, when he did what was to be done, the house would be lively and they would be close to moving out and doing what needed to be done. He knocked on one door. His girlfriend. He knocked on another door. Toby's. Then he entered the last and walked over to the small sleeping figure. "Awaken my child."

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Character Portrait: Sable Rosary White Character Portrait: Jordan James Lachowski Character Portrait: Chantal Lambert Character Portrait: Claude Lector Character Portrait: Odette Faye Character Portrait: Alaric Boyle Character Portrait: Keela Williams Character Portrait: Rebekah Harvelle Character Portrait: Toby Turner Character Portrait: Benson Mailer Character Portrait: Leviathan Salvatore
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Odette's eyes opened in a snap. She slowly looked up to see the familiar face of her father. He looked different somehow though... Maybe it was the way his eyes were slightly hollowed and his cheeks a bit thinner, the way all vampires looked when they were starved. She supposed she looked this way too, as her jaw ached and fangs throbbed for the coppery taste of blood.

How long had they truly fallen asleep?

She slowly sat up on the bed and stretched, all of her joins giving off a sickening pop and crack noise, that only made her sigh in relief. It felt good to be able to move her body again. It seemed like a lifetime since she had done so...

"Father..." She whispered quietly. "In which time are we? What is the year?"

She could tell from the dust moats that floated through the air that they had been asleep a long time... Even her clothes seemed to be covered in them. She brushed herself off as she stood and looked up at her father for answers.

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Character Portrait: Chantal Lambert Character Portrait: Alaric Boyle
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"Yes, I know," Chantal replied softly, eyeing the dainty white cup of hot green tea she ordered. But the gentle response was only a lie, a mask to hide the actual frustration that burned within her. She awoke this morning with a message from Damon, her manager, requesting to meet for breakfast. Late and still groggy from spending half of her night going over various storyboards to no avail, she rushed to the cafe she worked at only for another lecture. What did it make this one? The fifth? Sixth? Damon sighed in front of her, sitting back in his chair and crossing one leg over the other. Green eyes were fixed on her face with a dash of sympathy.

"I'm not snapping at you or trying to rush you, but eventually, you are going to need to come up with another storyline. Maybe a branch off of the original - we can expand the universe...create a new love interest - " Chantal's eyes shot up quickly, a hint of determination blazing in the usually warm orbs.

"This is not The Vampire Diaries," she said resolutely. "If and when I have a new idea, it will not have anything to do with the first series. I want something...different." Chantal, feeling like she was getting too excited, sat back, grabbed her cup, and took a few sips. She could hear the breath that Damon let out and cringed inwardly. Another lecture in...

Three...

Two...

One...

"Fine," he replied and Chantal looked up, surprised. Damon stood slowly, eyeing something over her head. "I will try to put off the publishers, but I need something, Mai. Perhaps you need to get rid of...distractions." Chantal blinked, mouth agape with confusion and she followed Damon's gaze to see a smirking Alaric at the register. Smiling just a little, she turned back to her editor and nodded. Damon only shook his head in reply and after bidding her safe week, left. A few moments later, Alaric was taking his place.

"I think you intimidate Damon," she remarked to her companion. Alaric shrugged, wrinkling his nose in distaste. He was not a fan of that Damon person. Despite the obvious concern the other man had for Chantal's career and studies, the not-so-discreet display of protectiveness Alaric showed for Chantal only seemed to make itself even more notable after Ric discovered the man's feelings for his ward.

"Then that only means that I am doing something right," he replied gruffly and Chantal giggled. Her day didn't seem like it was going to go too bad.

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Character Portrait: Chantal Lambert Character Portrait: Alaric Boyle Character Portrait: Rebekah Harvelle
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ImageRebekah walked down the street, her surfboard at her side and a sweater over her bathing suit. She saw the cafe that she normally went to. The bell gave a slight ding as she walked inside after setting her surfboard outside. She saw the normal cashier Alaric at the cash box. She noticed that Chantal, a good friend of hers, was standing right near him."Hey Chanti, flirting it up with the staff?" She grinned. They were good friends of hers. "Hey Alaric. Do we have enough in the back to make a smoothie?" She was a fan of smoothies. Peach or strawberry were her favorite and on days she had gone surfing she liked to get one in the afternoon.

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Character Portrait: Sable Rosary White Character Portrait: Claude Lector Character Portrait: Odette Faye Character Portrait: Alaric Boyle Character Portrait: Toby Turner Character Portrait: Clarissa Saunders
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ImageToby blinked rapidly as he was dragged from his position on Claudes foot by Odette and into the kitchen where settled in one of the seats and watched patiently as she began to search for blood. "If you see any coffee, give me a shoot.", he called cheekily over to her before leaning back against the table and closing his eyes, just taking a step back and smiling as he felt the slight sliver of sunlight shinning through the blinds touch his skin. It was good to be aware... Now all he needed was a Coffee...

Toby opened one eye as Claude entered the room and could already feel the slight grin coming over his features at the possibility of finally getting some coffee. "Brilliant! Mind if I escape to find whatever new establishment has been set up to bring me the miraculous beverage of god?", he asked Claude in an almost pleading tone though he knew his leader would let him go without a problem. He was pretty much useless without his coffee fix...

He was already shrugging on a denim jacket as well as a set of slip-slops (As he loves to call them.). Though he was still dressed in the clothing he had slept in, the fact that it was just a tee and jeans meant he could go out without having to change... Though maybe a shower was in order... Oh, it could wait till he got back, until then, a heavy dousing of deodorant.

"Anyone want to join me for coffee?", He questioned, his hand resting upon the door handle. It was a question asked more out of politeness then anything as he was pretty sure every vampire in the room put blood over coffee... Unlike him... But he was just weird and he didn't care.

[Editing on Cyber's reguest.]

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Character Portrait: Chantal Lambert Character Portrait: Alaric Boyle Character Portrait: Rebekah Harvelle
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Chantal was about to make a remark when she heard the familiar BING of the bell, signalling that yet another customer had entered. She glanced over her shoulder to smile at Rebekah, who faithfully carried her surfboard. But then the smile morphed into a thin line as heat rushed almost immediately to her cheeks at Rebekah's statement.

"Wh-what...? I-I-I-I w-wasn't..." The nervous stammer was rather comical in Alaric's eyes and he snickered, causing a small but harmless glare to reach Chantal's eyes. Contrary to popular belief, they were only two people who could actually entertain Alaric and they were the few whose presences he could handle. Rebekah and Chantal. He smirked at Rebekah.

"Sure, there should be," he responded to Rebekah, ignoring the rather adorable and comical pout on Chantal's face for a moment. A beat later, his eyes met hers and his smirk widened into a smile, teasing almost. It was actually astounding. Alaric must have been in a good mood today. Chantal could hardly remember a day where he wasn't off in some corner brooding. "Think you can go find it without me?" Chantal's pout deepened.

"I...you...shut up, Ric," she grumbled under her breath, knowing very well that only he could hear her. Alaric only chuckled again. Chanti set her cup down in front of him and glanced back at Rebekah over her shoulder. "Peach or strawberry?"

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ImageRebekah was looking out the window as they had their little blush fest. She smiled then turned back to Chantal when she called. "I think I'm going to go with peach today." She replied then looked at Alaric when Chantal disappeared behind the door leading to the back of the store. "So do you like her or are you worried about her and her editor?" She had feelings that weren't as apparent as Chantal's for Alaric. The way she spoke about them she seemed like the concerned friend. She didn't know exactly what the editor had done but he didn't set right with Rebekah.

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'Okay, okay, So... Strawberry Banana for Carrie, Mango for Wednesday, Peach for Alex, Blueberry for Jack... Anyone else want anything?' Benson had arrived in a big rush at the Orphanage, and he hadn't even been able to take off his jacket before he got turned right back around and asked to get a few things for the 'family'... Pretty much a smoothie run for the kids.

Without anyone running up and pulling on his leg for another order, he smiled. 'Okay then, I'm off!' He went out and jumped into his old car, and zoomed off to the local smoothie shop. He chuckled as he pulled up to the place.

'Late to visiting, and this is what I get... Talk about karma.' He got out of his car and strode up to the door, hearing its ring as he pushed it open. He smirked.

Talk about a guy like me going into a place like this.

Ben, with his old leather jacket, bulky Timberlands and ripped jeans, looked like the least likely type of person to enter a smoothie bar like this one. But, as he walked up to the counter, he realized he didn't really know anyone there. Just a girl with a surfboard talking with another person behind the counter. They seemed to know each other, that's all.

Judgement avoided... Well, kind of.

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'Okay, okay, So... Strawberry Banana for Carrie, Mango for Wednesday, Peach for Alex, Blueberry for Jack... Anyone else want anything?' Benson had arrived in a big rush at the Orphanage, and he hadn't even been able to take off his jacket before he got turned right back around and asked to get a few things for the 'family'... Pretty much a smoothie run for the kids.

Without anyone running up and pulling on his leg for another order, he smiled. 'Okay then, I'm off!' He went out and jumped into his old car, and zoomed off to the local smoothie shop. He chuckled as he pulled up to the place.

'Late to visiting, and this is what I get... Talk about karma.' He got out of his car and strode up to the door, hearing its ring as he pushed it open. He smirked.

Talk about a guy like me going into a place like this.

Ben, with his old leather jacket, bulky Timberlands and ripped jeans, looked like the least likely type of person to enter a smoothie bar like this one. But, as he walked up to the counter, he realized he didn't really know anyone there. Just a girl with a surfboard talking with another person behind the counter. They seemed to know each other, that's all.

Judgement avoided... Well, kind of.

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Odette padded around the town until she found herself standing in front of a cafe filled with humans. They smelt good. Against her better judgement, she padded in. Maybe she could learn more about the humans in here, and maybe figure out why people seemed so transfixed by caffeine.

She stared up at the menu, a puzzled look crossing over her face. What was all this stuff? She listened to a few orders, only getting more confused. A half-caf soy latte with no whip? What did it mean? It was like a new language. Maybe Toby would have known if he were here... She looked at a man with brown hair. She tapped his shoulder, looking at him and trying not to breath his sent, it was bad enough that she could hear his heart beating. "What is all of this...? Explain to me what whip is..." She murmured.

She paused when she noticed the man at the counter. No heartbeat. He wasn't human. A vampire not in her Father's coven? She stared the man down as she waited for an answer from the human male.

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Benson turned around to face a girl with pale skin, dark brown hair, a distracted look on her face, and... Red Eyes. Benson blinked as he took in the sight of her. This was definitely something he hadn't come across before... And he had seen a quite a bit. He swallowed, looking at the girl, about to ask what she needed.

She beat him to it.

'What is all of this...? Explain to me what whip is...' She was saying quietly. Ben blinked once more and looked around. Was she talking to him? He hadn't really gone that in depth with Shakespeare in school, but it definitely sounded as if she was speaking in that tone, and that wasn't entirely Benson's area of expertise, and she might have been talking to the guy at the counter, but apparently not. She also had this sort of distracted focus, like she was trying to block something out... but by her troubled face, it didn't seem to be working out too well. Ben raised his gaze to hers and gave a small smile.

'Okay, what are you looking at there, Snow White?' He leaned over to see the menu, and followed her gaze to "Half-Caf Soy Latte with No Whip." He nodded and looked back to her. 'Okay, er... A latte is kind of like coffee, you know that?' He spoke slowly; the girl didn't seem to be familiar with any of this vocabulary. 'Half-Caf means it's half caffeinated. Meaning that there is half regular coffee in the drink, and half decaffeinated coffee... Which means 'no caffeine.' Er... Soy means that instead of plain milk, from, you know...' He made little horns on the sides of his head, 'Cows, there is Soy milk instead. And whip... Well that's whipped cream, you know...' He made a stirring motion with his hands 'cream that is whipped. You put that all together,' he slowly brought his hands together, 'and you get a, say it with me, right... Half-Caf Soy Latte with No Whip.' He concluded his little explanation with a little nod of encouragement and a smile, as if to ask 'do you get it now?' He then fell quiet, waiting for Snow White to answer.

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Alaric paused at Rebekah's question, hand poised over the tray of cash he was just about to get the change from for his current customer. He didn't respond for a moment, his eyes slightly faraway.

It wasn't the first time he was asked this question and more than likely, it would not be the last. And it wasn't like it was too difficult of a question. He cared for Chantal - perhaps, in some way, he might be able to fancy himself loving her. Maybe not in love with her, but love was...a delicate enough term to be used when describing that relationship. But more importantly...

"My relationship with Chantal is as it is - between the two of us, no offense," he said as politely as he could as he finished ringing up the customer, offering a pleasant smile to the departing male. Blue eyes found Rebekah's and softened. "But I do not...favor that editor. He...his presence is irritating."

He could have been an asshole. He could have been rude; his norm. But...this was also Rebekah - a sweet girl, someone he cared for as well. Maybe not on the same level of strong concern and overprotectiveness as Chantal, but then again that was because a girl like Rebekah could take care of herself. Chantal never would be able to.

As he awaited Chantal's return with the fruit for smoothies (she would be making the smoothies, no doubt), two new people entered. One in particular capturing his attention solely. Pale skin and dark hair, she wasn't like the other. There was no heartbeat. Her eyes were fixed on Alaric just as his were on her; she was dangerous.

There were not many vampires in Seattle. Alaric prided himself on knowing a good number of them; perhaps not all, but a good few. And she was not a familiar face. And unless -

He did not trust her.

And he only hoped Chantal would take her time.


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"No problem," Chantal called over her shoulder and hurried into the back storage room. Well, it was a kitchen and then a door to get into the storage, but whatever. Chantal filed through all of the ingredients they might not have out front and hurried to find them.

Damon complained all the time that she spent too much time here - that she really didn't need this job. With income still coming from her book sales and from the new TV series that would be premiering this year, she and her nice apartment were fine. It wasn't like she splurged often; in fact, she spent more on family than anything else. He would rather her working on a new book while continuing her studies.

What he didn't understand was that she felt at peace her. This was where she spent hours working on her book, where she saw people and used them as the faces of her characters - their temperaments became a part of her characters. She couldn't not be here. Though, she was beginning to think that his dislike of this place had more to do with his dislike for Alaric, which was puzzling but obviously none of her business.

"Aha!" Chantal let out an exclamation of triumph, holding up the frozen peaches. Thinking quickly, she grabbed some cream, milk, frozen strawberries, and the peaches. As quickly as she could she made her way back out to the front and grinned at Rebekah, who was standing close to the register. "Found them! One peach smoothie coming right up. You want whipped cream?"

And then Chantal noted the tension. Well, there was enough tension for her to notice above the chattering customers sitting in seats and the ones still waiting for their orders to be ready. She smiled at one of the workers awkwardly, curious as to why Alaric was practically glaring holes into the brunette female and the male with green eyes. A very cute guy - Okay, time to get started, she told herself mentally and got right to business, brushing past Alaric to get to the register. She tossed him a curious stare over her shoulder.

"Sorry about the wait," she said kindly, a sweet smile on her face towards the brunette female and the male standing behind her. "I'm Chantal and I can take your order."

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ImageClaude proceeded out of the ancient house with Clarissa. It was time to hunt, but not before observing the surroundings. He will try to stay away from Odette, let her do her own thing even though his heart as a father told him to follow her every movement to make sure she is alright. This new culture was much more different that the time he lived in. The women showed much too much skin. He was lucky that Odette was not like that. She was always sensible. They saw a cafe that seemed to be very crowded so they continued to walk down the streets, seeing many humans and nary a vampire.What did this time have in store for the new Coven?


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ImageRebekah smiled at Chantal when she gave her the smoothie. "Thanks Chanti." She turned to the new woman that Benson had called 'Snow White'. "I recommend the smoothies, Chantal makes them great." She turned to Keela. "Not really, I went surfing this morning." She turned back to Alaric to see him glaring at the new woman in the cafe. "Alaric. Why are you staring at her...? It's rude to stare at the customers."

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Image Odette hummed happily as she ordered her coffee from the woman, looking at the other vampire teasingly. She could tell the man held a connection to the woman. She wouldn't touch the girl. She knew what if felt like to lose people, how it could twist and rip at your heart, even if your heart didn't beat. Thats why she preyed on those who did not deserve to live. Criminals, drug dealers (though these peoples blood often tasted tainted) and other petty scum that lived out their lives in less than kind manners.

After she got her coffee she took a step back, surveying. She watched a human girl scold the elder vampire for staring at her, making Odette laugh quietly to herself. She watched the kind human man who dubber her 'Snow White' go to the counter to order many drinks. She also watched as a nervous looking girl came up to her and introduced herself as Keela. The blonde looked full to the brim with nerves.

Odette laughed softly. "It is a pleasure to meet you Miss...".

People in this age were much more forward. Fourty-four years ago, people didn't socialize with her much. She was odd and dark looking. It was good to see that today's people were a bit friendlier.

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"Right, my apologies," Alaric said gently to Chantal, taking over at the register while she prepared the smoothies. He glanced back at the vampire, cast her a warning glance, and began to play the charming cashier. He didn't technically need the job. With his years of being alive, Alaric had wealth that he hadn't even touched yet. Chantal worked here and if more vampires were coming, it meant that he needed to keep a closer eye on her.

A moment later, he recalled Rebekah's words and gave her a crooked grin in return. "Would you rather I stare at you then?" He teased. "I always had a thing for hazel eyes." He even added a wink, causing a grinning Chantal to make time to punch his arm lightly.

"Stop trying to dazzle people," she chided gently, mirth glinting in her eyes. "It's not nice." She had just finished with the guy with beautiful eyes - seriously, beautiful eyes? - and sighed, content. Chantal's warm gaze then turned to the brunette Alaric had previously been glaring at, Jordan, and the blonde, Keela she believes, that Rebekah had spoken to. She had seen Keela before and actually found the name to be kinda cute. "And would either of you like to try the smoothies? Don't do this often and don't tell anyone I did, but I'll let you try them for free."

Chantal chose to ignore Alaric's disapproving glare.

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ImageRebekah blushed lightly at Alaric's comment then hit him lightly on the arm. "Don't flirt with the boss either!" She answered then looked around the shop. Keela, Chantal, Alaric. They all kept her happy from where she used to be very morbid. She had come out of her shell more and now she was liked by many and even liked to hang out with other people now. The woman that Keela was talking to was particularly strange though. She hadn't seen her in the shop before or in ton. "I'll see you guys later. Alaric, you're in charge till I get back." She grabbed her smoothie that was in a transportable Styrofoam cup then walked over to the woman, standing next to Keela. "I was wondering if you are new to Seattle? I haven't ever seen you around town before." She began then looked at Keela, offering her some of her smoothie.

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Smiling, Chantal set to making more smoothies while Alaric took on more orders. Once they were done, she held one up for Jordan, Keela, and a few more for other customers. Just as she was about to work on a few cafe specialities, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She usually kept it off when she was at work, but after meeting with Damon, she simply left it on silent. Pausing, Chantal pulled it out to see a text from Damon. She looked up at Alaric only for him to be staring at her, expectant.

"I need to step out real quick," she said apologetically, biting her lower lip when Alaric only glanced at her phone, rolled his eyes, and went to make drinks. She took off her apron quickly and headed out, dialing up Damon's number. What did the company want now?