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greythorne

greythorne

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The only safe harbour for supernaturals is under threat, while they try to live a life as normal as possible.

10,250 readers have visited greythorne since partially-stars created it.

Introduction

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ImageImageechoes of you - marianas trench. hallucinations - pvris. work song - hozier monster - walking on cars. give me love - ed sheeran.

welcome to greythorne. a small town on the coast of british columbia, the nearest city a three and a half hour drive away. you would never find greythorne unless you were looking for it. and even then, it's quite difficult to find. and that's the way it's inhabitants like it. greythorne has a secret. well, a secret kept only to the outer world.

for years, greythorne has been known as a safe harbour. a safe harbour for those not accepted anywhere else. for those that others would call "monsters". witches. shapeshifters. lycans. vampires. anything and everything that isn't human. anyone whose true form would make the rest of the world scream in horror.

but not in greythorne. it seems that supernatural creatures of all sorts, of all backgrounds and natures, end up in greythorne at one time or another. some stay there their entire lives. others leave in search of another safe home, while others take their chances in the real world. but greythorne is a home for everyone. something about greythorne means that humans find it practically impossible to find it, and never stay for more than a night. there is a small handful of humans in the town, those who know the secrets and are either related to or in a relationship with some of the supernatural creatures that live there.

the secrets of the town are closely held and closely protected. anyone who risks exposing the secret will be, at best, exiled, or at worst, killed. it sounds drastic but for many, greythorne is the only place they can survive, because their secrets are too visible to be hidden from the real world. they have no chance of survival. anything that threatens the safety of its residents will be dealt with and will be dealt with severely. and everyone knows that.

but there are some who know about this town who should not. some who are determined to burn this town to the ground and destroy every monster who walks the streets. these hunters have, for hundreds of years, kept their distance. but no longer. no more. a new leader has taken their helm and he fears no town. he fears no monster.

these hunters are human, but hunting often runs in the blood. they are fast and strong and possibly the only humans that may stand a chance against these creatures. they burn with a hatred and a fear that often burned in their families before them. and they are organising. and slowly, but surely, they march on greythorne.

greythorne is aware of this threat. or, at least, the elders are. but eager to avoid panic, they deign not to tell the common person. and so, everyone goes on with their day to day lives, able to feel the slowly growing sense of dread, but unable to identify its cause. but they all know. they all know something is coming. they all know. some just choose to ignore it.

and then the town is attacked in a brutal attack that leaves dozens dead and many more injured. they fight off the threat, but they know it's only a matter of time. something is coming, something which is too large to ignore. some just want to get on with their lives. others want to face the threat head on. but life must go on despite it all.



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rules;

first things first, a reminder that god-modding is forbidden. god-modding typically means controlling a character without their player's permission. so when in doubt, ask. romance and violence are pretty much a given for a drama-driven rp like this, but keep it within site rules. most importantly, if things get steamy, either fade to black or bring it off site. there will be adult themes within the rp. if the content veers into uncomfortable or distressing, please PM me and we can work around it or i can ask other players to alter as necessary. please keep the drama to the ic. any issues arising among members of the rp should be dealt with over pm. reservations go in the ooc as they're easier to keep track of. real face claims only, please. characters can be as old as you like, but must be and must appear to be over 18. you have 48 hours to submit a WIP. that WIP can be a blank sheet, i just want something in to know you're still on board. you will then have 5 days after submitting your WIP to finish your character. i will grant extensions as long as you pm me. any further questions or issues, please pm me! i don't bite, promise. when reserving, i'd like your character's face claim, a 250px wide image of said face claim (don't worry if you can't find one, i'll figure something out :D), an aesthetic image (again, i can find something if you can't), their speech colour, what type of creature they are, and a brief description (take a look at my characters for inspiration!) i

i have set up a discord server for chatting and discussing relationships! you aren't obliged to join, but i would strongly recommend as that's where most of the discussion and plotting will take place, and it's also a great opportunity to get to know your fellow writers!

this is a continuation/reboot of safe harbour


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phoenix woods | 24 | witch | josh ramsay | icat

phoenix has had his heart broken more than anyone else in greythorne. between perfect relationships turned toxic and falling for people who could or would never love him back, he's had a run of bad luck. but he's promised himself that he won't fall for anyone else, that things will change. he recently started his own business as a distraction, but it's more work than he initially expected.

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rosie thompson | appears 23 | siren | hayley williams | icat

finding out you're adopted is bad enough. finding out you're adopted after discovering your supernatural abilities is worse. rosie is a child of the eighties who stopped aging a few years ago. her family moved away but she stayed in greythorne, the only place she'd ever felt at home. she's currently working on her doctorate in greek mythology, and is determined to protect the town at all costs.

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Markus Valegood | Appears to 23 | Lycan | Tyler Hoechlin | Wolf's bane109

Once a well known and mannered man, Markus turned to a life of that of a recluse, and wanting to find a cure to get rid of the Lycanthropy that he was born with, and he considers a curse to himself and anyone else that was either born with it or turned against their will. He doesn't want much in life except to find the cure to help others and himself, as well as being left alone, but there's a voice in the back of his mind warning him of something. Something that can't be good.

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Jaiden Price | Appears to be 21 | Witch | Ashley Burch | Wolf's Bane109

After a tragic accident resulting in both of her parents deaths Jaiden traveled for years trying to find a place to call her own, she found herself hearing whispers and rumors of a small town for people like herself, witches, Lycans, vampires, ghosts, all the like, but they were only rumors, right? Eventually she found the town that she heard so much about and has been in the town for a few years now, living her days out as a recluse in her home, too afraid to hurt anyone else ever again.

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Violet Marsden | Appears to be 19 | Ghost | Mckenzie Foy | Wolf's Bane109

Violet once lived a life like any other human, until a tragic accident took place ending her life at a young age. She used to be one of the rare human residents in Greythorne, making her home and last place of residence in the most supernaturally occupied towns. She refuses to accept the fact that she had died and is unable to move on from this world until she finally accepts the fact that she is truly dead, but part of her feels if even then, she wouldn't be able to leave as if something else is keeping her stuck in an endless loop and she wants to figure out what it is.

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Alex Garcia | 23 | Witch | Diego Boneta | Nonconformingrole

Alex has lived in Greythorne with his grandmother since he was little. Being attuned to the necromancy instead of an element, his mother didn't know what to do with him. Necromancy is still quite stigmatized, even among other witches, so he and his grandmother feel safest here, away from misunderstanding humans.

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Zada min Albahr | Appears 25 | Mermaid | Emeraude Tobia | nonconformingrole

Zada moved into town a few years ago, seeking out a quiet place to relax after years of... less than reputable living. She’s devoured her share of hearts, and now desires to rebuild the family she’s lost, though in a less conventional manner. She wants nothing more than to live a quiet life, but recent events have made that quite difficult.

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Elijah Patrov | Appears 29 | Vampire | Sean o'Pry | mombie

Elijah is an old and classic soul and has been a Vampire for almost 300 years now. He's been through it all - the death of lovers and friends, the joys of the same. One can fit a lot of tragedy and happiness in that lifespan, but it's too much. He just wanted to go someplace where he wouldn't have to deal with this pesky thing called love and friendship. He moved himself to Greythorne about ten years ago and has thus far enjoyed the Supernatural relationships and the quiet. Yet, the Mortals came anyway, and now he has to come out of his peaceful living to shed some hunter blood.

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Camila De Santo | Appears 25 | Demon | Eiza Gonzalez | mombie

Camila goes by another name in Hell, Ultara. She was one of the many demons in hell that tortured unfortunate souls. However, centuries ago, she went up to the Earthly realm to bring her wayward brothers and sisters back home. Then she fell in love with a mortal, and as all these cliche love stories go - it all went to Hell pretty quickly. In the midst of trying to escape a forced return home, she found the little safe haven of Greythorne. She's been here for at least half a decade just trying to enjoy a little slice of life outside the brimstone before she is ultimately forced to go back.

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travis graveson | 29 | human | scott eastwood | maci-care

travis has been undercover for the hunters for a year now, secretly sending them information. he was under the impression that the attack would simply be used to intimidate that nobody would be harmed. but when people were murdered, he began questioning everything. especially because he's become extremely fond of some of the so-called monsters...

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Neden Isimir | Appears to be 26 | Fallen Angel | Lynn Gunn | Wolf's Bane109 |

They were once a Guardian of Heaven and Earth, the best any had seen in over a Millenium. They were a master swordsman and knew battle strategies better than most had. But above all else, they had a soft spot for humans, which eventually lead to their downfall. On one such travel to Earth, they had met a mortal that they had fallen in love with, and upon being called back to Heaven, they had been given the ultimate ultimatum. Continue down the path they were headed and be outcast from Heaven to live as a mortal, or forget that wretched woman and continue on with their status. Neden chose to defy God himself, and as a sign of rebellion, they ripped their own wings from their back and cast them at his feet in a last-ditch attempt as the ultimate form of 'fuck you' and left heaven willingly. What was the point of serving someone that claimed to love every one of their creation, but force such brutality and cruelty? Since then, Neden has traveled the world and met plenty of people that have opened their eyes to exactly how cruel the lord was to the human race. Even furthering their certainty in their choice to rebel.

Now, they find themselves in Greythorne a few weeks after the attack that left the small town in ruin. They will do whatever they can to help rebuild this town and keep the locals safe, even if they have to do it from afar until their time to make themselves known, as they can feel something else coming. Something far worse than what happened that fatal day...

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Kaylessa Valven | 22 | half-elf | zooey deschanel | Maci-Care

Kaylessa has been in Greythorne her whole life, quickly becoming the younger sister of most that life there, due to her young age, even in elven terms being young. Though she is known around for being the optimistic and cheery little elf that just wants everyone to be happy, and with her powers of healing she can also make sure everyone is "healthy happy" as she say. Due to growing up in Greythorne she could be described a little ignorant at times, but she doesn't take offense to this, and is known to seeing the best in all people and believing even the heartless and the soulless have good within them.

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Greythorne our primary setting

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

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To say that the past few weeks had been some of the most stressful days in their life, would have been an understatement. Neden had been given a task unlike any other than they ever had in their entire existence. While it wasn't the worst, given the exact circumstances involving it, that didn't stop it from leaving a bitter taste in their mouth. This entire ordeal, would involve them to go into and behind enemy lines, directly collecting information and resources for this trial they'd be having for Travis. Which, in and of itself was already hard enough. Neden had never once needed to do something along this nature, and while it was an odd feeling, they couldn't deny a part of them was curious for what it would be like once it came to pass. But on the other hand, the more they focused on it, Neden could feel a pit form in their stomach whenever they thought about it. But after they gathered their things, had a small, last conversation with both Evelyn and Rosie, Neden parted ways and left Greythorne once more. But with an entirely different motive than their previous adventure outside of the town.

Tracking down and locating certain members and bases for the Branded weren't even an issue for Neden. From their memories of passed experiences, they knew where to look. Who to go for, and what to ask without arousing any suspicions upon themself or anyone else for that matter. It was almost as if deeply buried, previous memories and instincts took over the entire time that Neden was searching for memories. In fact, Neden couldn't help but realize this was almost like their days when they were a part of the Branded, all those years ago. Sneaking behind enemy lines, obtaining information, and then eventually going back to report their findings. As easy as it was to do, the reality of their past actions came rushing back in bursts. Which often led to constant nightmares and night-terrors when they slept while they traveled about, to even small bouts of panic attacks when certain situations started to become too much for them. But Neden carried on. They had a task at hand to complete. A whole town of supernaturals were relying on them, Neden couldn't let them down. No matter how easy it may have been to turn back and forget the whole mess. Or how easy it would have been to leave Travis high and dry, fending for himself-They made a promise. That they'd help with this trial. Not just to Travis. Or Evelyn, but Rosie as well. And everyone else. If the angel was being honest with themself, thinking about letting down Rosie, hurt them the most, out of all of them. Something Nenden didn't want to think about. It was more than just letting her down with the trial, more than betraying their word to her. But they didn't like focusing on the why behind it. This wasn't about them, never was.




It was only once Neden had rounded up all the information that they knew they needed, that they had decided to head back to Greythorne. Even though Neden still had three days before the trial, they wanted to get back. Clear their head, and then work on everything that would come afterwards. But what Neden had come across on their way back to the small town, or more precisely, who they ran into, had caused a short delay in getting back. It wasn't a face that Neden had ever expected to see ever again, not since that day. The day where their entire existence had become what it is now. When they were given a choice, forget a mortal, or be cast down to earth. Well, by now it was all too obvious what their choice was all those years ago.

To say that they weren't ready to confront this exact 'demon from their past' well, Neden wasn't sure what left more of a bitter taste in their mouth. The truth they were being forced to face once more, or the taste of iron and blood that they had tasted on their tongue during the conflict. All that they knew, was that they were letting him go. But not before making sure he knew what kind of hell Neden had gone through, partially because of him. While it would have been so easy to have killed him, seeing as only a Celestial being can kill another one. Would have been so easy, they thought over and over again as they stood over the blonde male. His blue eyes stared up into Neden's hazel eyes as they stared back at him. Towering over him as a sword was clasped tightly in their hand. Would be so easy, they repeated over again in their mind. All Neden remembered from that encounter, was a soft and gentle voice in their ear telling them that it wasn't worth it. Killing him like that, wouldn't solve anything. It wouldn't bring Sarah back, nor Markus, or Violet. Hating him any more would only bring them down a dark path further, and if they continued, there'd be no coming back from it...




Neden had closed their eyes as they stared down at him, and the next moment they opened their eyes. To see above them, nothing more than the circulating ceiling fan of the small bedroom back in the home that they called their own. It had been about two days since they had gotten back into Greythorne, keeping their initial presence unknown before it would be the next morning and the trial would begin. Neden let out a soft sigh as they slowly sat up, their body still aching from the few previous days. Bruising covered their body in multiple areas, a few scattered cuts and bruises covered their face, but it wasn't terribly worrisome. But it would be rather obvious that they had delt with something during their time outside of Greythorne.

The angel slowly began to get dressed in a fresh set of clothes when what sounded like something hitting the glass of the window. Neden stopped for a moment, gripping the cane that they kept next to the bed. While they didn't have a reason to continue using it anymore, as their leg had since long healed by now, they had it refurbished into a hidden sabre. The blade residing within the length of the cane. With a single flick of a finger, the top hand grip could pop off, and be pulled out to reveal a long, thin blade. Looking back over to the window, Neden had walked over slowly, cane still gripped in their hand.

They would have entirely overlooked it, if they hadn't heard something coming from the bushes and what sounded like pained animal sounds. The angel sighed and exited the home, walking over to the back of the house where they heard the sounds coming from. Once rounding the house, Neden saw what it was. A small, black crow, was on the ground. With what seemed like metal chains around both feet. Their brows furrowed and within seconds, Neden had helped free the creature from its confines. "There ya go, little guy.." they said softly. The crow looked up at the angel with a tilted head, before letting out a soft caw. With further inspection, Neden noted that the bird seemed to have a slightly injured wing. Scooping the avian up, they placed him gently on their right shoulder. "You can stay up there, and I'll figure out how to help with that wing, alright?" they gave the crow a small smile. "I know what its like to have your wings...well...'clipped', shall we say? I'll find a way to get you right as rain again, lil' fella-" Neden stopped as they heard the familiar sound of their phone going off.

With furrowed brows, Neden checked and saw that it was Rosie, asking if they could talk. For a moment, immense panic filtered through them. Had something bad happened? Or were they just over thinking things again? Probably the latter, if they had to guess. Knowing Rosie, she'd be there within a few short moments, quickly sending a 'Sure! Be there in a bit!' text, Neden began the walk back to the meeting place within the woods...




It didn't take very long before Neden had arrived at the meeting spot, leaning against a few trees as they waited for Rosie to arrive. Occasionally petting the crow that had taken up temporary residence on their shoulder. It was only when the sound of encroaching footsteps that Neden finally spoke up once more, "...Rosie? Is that-" before they even finished, they saw the all too familiar form of Rosie walking over to them. A genuine smile overtook them, their expression was incredibly soft as they stepped forward a few feet before stopping. "Everything okay, Rosie? I got here as soon as I could." they asked softly, combing their fingers through their once again platinum blond, almost white hair.

Rosie’s face broke into what felt like the first genuine smile in a while as she saw Neden. And then she got a proper look at Neden, and her expression faltered for a second. “Yeah I’m fine, just wanted to check in. Jesus Christ Neden, what happened to you?” She asked. “Did the hunters catch you?” She was glad that Neden had at least made it back safe, but she couldn’t help but wonder what exactly they’d been up to while they were gone.

Neden returned that all too familiar smile with one of their own for a moment. Their expression changing for a moment as their brows furrowed, "Is it the hair? It's the hair, isn't it?" they questioned, combing their hair once more, with a chuckle at their lame attempt at a joke. "But..really, no. It...It wasn't anyone from the Branded." they began, clearing their throat.

They looked around for a moment, eyes carefully scanning around the two of them. "Walk with me…" they said softly, before nodding with their head for a moment before they began to walk. "I did meet with some Hunters though...But, it's fine. I took care of it all. It was just...Weird. being on...that side again." Neden stopped for a moment before taking a deep breath, "I didn't realize how fucking terrible that life was...Until now. Which is why I'm more than happy to say that...I think I have enough of a defense for...You Know Who."

Rosie laughed and just shook her head slightly as Neden made the joke about their hair. She was glad at least to hear that they hadn’t been caught by the Branded. They began to walk slowly, Rosie with her hands in her pockets. She genuinely had no idea what that must have been like, interacting with hunters after all this time. Weird seemed like an understatement, but Rosie wasn’t going to press or comment on that. That wasn’t why they were here. She sighed with relief as Neden confirmed that they had a defence for Trav. “God, Neden, he’s not Voldemort,” she joked, but it felt a little forced. “Evelyn says she’s got something as well, something she thinks should really help. I can only hope it’s enough to convince everyone. They’re… they’re really angry. Not sure I can blame them.”

Neden chuckled at Rosie's retort for their nickname for Travis. "You're entirely right...Too much hair….and a nose." They nervously chuckled once more, before composing themself as matters became serious again. Neden sighed with relief when Rosie confirmed that Evelyn had found something at the very least on her end. "Good. Good, I...I was worried about that actually, I-" it was only at the mention of Evelyn and Travis, that the crow that had been perched on their shoulder seemed to stir awake. But not before pecking the angel's cheek, "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Neden bit back, which caused the Crow to retort back with some chirps of its own. Neden shook their head, "Well I'm not fluent in Avian, I'm sorry-" the Crow cawed once more at Neden, immediately shutting them up as they rolled their eyes, "Yeah fuck you too."They grumbled.

Neden blinked and looked back at Rosie, chuckling nervously for a moment, "Sorry, new guy here and... Haven't really figured out what his issue is just yet. But he won't be too much of a distraction, promise." They gave her a reassuring smile, "Promised you all I'd have something when I came back, and I think I do...At the very least we have a fighting chance now. I promise you that, Rosie.." their expression softened tremendously for a moment, their eyes scanning over Rosie for a moment, before stepping forwards and giving the shorter woman a tight hug. If Neden was being honest, they missed her terribly. Rosie seemed to be the only real friend they still had in this town, and they'd be lying if they said they weren't scared of losing her too. "I missed you, Rosie…" Neden said softly, before pulling a bit away from the hug.

Rosie laughed as Neden and the crow on their shoulder seemed to engage in some sort of stand off. Rosie couldn’t say she’d seen Neden with the crow before, but she also couldn’t say she was surprised. Neden had a habit of collecting the weird and wonderful creatures around them as friends, so a surprisingly animated crow was just another creature to add to that last. Although Rosie swore there was something almost familiar about that crow, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

“I dunno, if things go wrong, we could use him as some sort of distraction,” she joked as Neden promised he wouldn’t interfere. She swallowed and nodded as Neden promised that they had a fighting chance. Rosie hadn’t realised how much she’d needed that hug until Neden already had their arms around her. She somehow managed to maintain her composure, but she wasn’t quite sure how. “I missed you too, Neden. It’s been boring without you around the place,” she added with a wry smile, before sighing. “It’s nearly time. I should probably go, make sure everything’s set up and I’ve got everything prepared.”

Neden grinned back at their friend as they looked down at her, "Oh of course it was boring without me." they joked, before sighing and nodding their head in agreeance. Realizing they'd have just roughly under a few hours to prepare everything, it all began to close in around them. Their chest tightened a bit, and their throat and mouth went dry. Neden simply nodded again, "I'll be there soon and, it'll be okay. We got this." the angel gently patted Rosie's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze before they turned and began to walk back home before getting their supplies and everything they'd need for this trial. It was going to be a literal trial of life and death, and they'd be damned if they didn't try.





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Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Zada min Albahr Character Portrait: Zoe Peña Character Portrait: Trisstana Glasser
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ZADA min ALBAHR
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her liquid gaze held fated depths, her full lips invited touch. there was power, too, in her air of stillness: she might have been an Archangel, something winged and terrible come to rest.
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With Triss back in her own body, she and Zada were more than happy to go back to Zada’s home to celebrate. The next morning, Triss found a letter as Zada sat on the couch, calmly sipping a cup of tea. Zada asked Trisstana to read it, and the nixie sprawled across the couch to rest her head on Zada’s lap.

Some hunter was to be put to trial. Zada didn’t really care, they could all rot as far as she was concerned. Still, she was a little curious. ”Anyone you know?” It was half joke, half serious. If the person on trial was anyone who’d ever hurt Trisstana, she’d gladly go to watch them suffer. But when Triss said that name, Travis Graveson, Zada sat up a little straighter and reached for the paper in Trisstana’s hand.

”Why would he come back here…?” She mused. Most of the town wanted him dead on the basis of being a hunter, he’d betrayed all of them, and he’d hurt Rosie in the process. Zada decided then that she was going to be at that trial.

When the day came, she was ready. A large part of her wanted to see him suffer, not just die. Zada didn’t believe in second chances for crimes like his, how could he make up for the lives the town had lost? He couldn’t. But she glanced over at Triss before rolling out of bed, and Zada wished her lover could have seen the town before the attacks. It had been so vibrant and wonderful before, but humans came in and ruined it all. She dressed, went to get breakfast started, and when she heard Triss rummaging around in the spare room Zada went to go check on the other woman. ”New dress?” She asked, referencing the one laid out in the room. Zada raised an eyebrow at the explanation, and followed it with, ”Would you like tea, or coffee?”

Later, as they sat at the table, Zada looked over at Triss, ”I’m going to the trial today. I am interested in seeing what becomes of Mr. Graveson.” She tilted her head ever-so-slightly to the side, as if to manually indicate that she was going to ask a question, ”Were you interested in joining me? I know attending the trial of a man you’ve not met isn’t exciting, so if you had other plans I’d understand.”

Genuinely, she wouldn’t have been upset if Trisstana chose not to go, though she had no clue what she’d do if she didn’t.





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ZOE PEÑA
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she let herself drift along the meanders of melancholy, her ear attuned to the music of harps echoing over lakes, to all the songs of dying swans, to all the falling leaves,
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Zoe had spent most of her time over the past few weeks settling into her life above the flower shop. She loved it there, felt truly at peace among the different plants. They’d only recently opened back up for business, and every day seemed like an adventure. Zoe was meeting new people every day, it seemed, and had gotten to the point where she’d started to recognize familiar faces. Something about all of it was really empowering to her.

She knew there was some kind of trial, but she wasn’t invested. She hadn’t been in town long enough to know what was big or important; of course, hunters were a big deal, but Zoe couldn’t fathom the thought that they hadn’t had to deal with them before. She preferred to spend her day much like she’d been spending all her days lately: tending to, and getting to know the plants that were quickly sprawling through the ground floor of the shop. She’d started learning how plants almost have personalities, and she certainly had more to talk about with Phoenix anymore.

There was a sort of lingering magic there, in the flower shop. Not the kind that helped plants grow, as much as Zoe may have wished for that, but the sort of magic that made you feel calmer, more real. She figured that Aurora must have been a special person, for her magic to still have that effect on the building after her death. Zoe wondered, sometimes, if it was alright that she was there. She’d thought about whether or not she was interrupting something and had considered asking Alex for some guidance there, but she figured he wouldn’t be much help, so she hadn’t bothered.

Zoe saved a lot of watering time by using her powers; a gentle mist often wafted across the shop in the mornings, and when necessary she’d hit other plants again later in the day. Zoe was anticipating Jaiden coming by, she often did. They’d been spending even more time together since Zoe moved into the apartment above the flower shop, and she looked forward to it in earnest.

So when she heard the door open, Zoe turned around with a bright grin to see Jaiden, ”Good morning!” She said, chipper as ever. The two got to working, chatting idly as they went. The time she spend with Jaiden had quickly been shaping up to be the best parts of her days.

”Thanks again,” She said as they went, ”You know, for all of this. Taking a chance on me, being such a good friend, coming by to help. It all means so much.” Zoe was sure Jaiden was sick and tired of her thanks by now, but she didn’t know how else to express how grateful she was. Truly, this had been one of the most fulfilling experiences of her life, being able to do something for herself that she could be proud of, totally separate from her family name and expectations. How do you properly thank someone for that? She wasn’t sure.





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but the past is a closed door, and she can’t see any future. maybe she’ll go on from day to day and year to year until she simply withers, folds in on herself, shrivels up like an old spider.
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There was a sort of tension, the morning after the swap, when Alex wasn’t sure he was going to wake up in his own body or somebody else’s, so when he woke up in that familiar cocoon of blankets he tended to make on stressful nights, he felt more relieved than even the night he’d nearly died. True to his word, he’d gone straight to his abuela’s house, came home with a whole stack of books. Ancient things, some of them, hand-written and hardly any of it in English. He put long hours into studying, phone calls and visits with Abuela. He hadn’t poured himself into something like that since he first started collecting rocks and crystals.

He didn’t particularly enjoy it; he’d always struggled with the nature of his abilities, they scared him. He knew it was long past time he learned to properly utilize them, though.

When they’d found the note about the trial, Alex wasn’t initially sure what to think. Yeah, Travis had been a hunter, but Alex also remembered him fighting hunters at the last attack. Ultimately, like with many things Alex felt conflicted about, Alex decided to just stay out of it and hope it resolved itself.

There was one other thing weighing on Alex’s mind: the flower shop. Or, rather, the person who used to own it. Jaiden had fixed the place up, and nearly every day Alex saw the building, felt almost compelled to go inside, see how the place had changed. He’d spent a lot of time there before Rory had died, but that felt a lifetime away now. Sometimes he wondered if he would’ve gone with her to the festival like she wanted, if things would have been different. He was perfectly happy with Phoenix, but he felt an immense sense of guilt for Aurora’s death. If he’d just listened and been careful…

Thinking like that wasn’t helpful, though.

Instead, he was sitting at the table leafing through one of many books he’d borrowed that probably should have fallen apart years ago. He’d not been sleeping much lately. He’d been having nearly the same dream every night, and he was trying to figure out just what that might mean. Going to someone and saying “hey, I had a nightmare, something bad is going to happen.” historically didn’t work out very well, though Rosie might be more willing to listen than people had in the past.

He shut the book and sighed loudly, hoping to catch Phoenix’s attention without having to ask for it. ”I was thinking,” He called out, as if vaguely hoping he’d be told his idea was a bad one, ”I think I’m gonna head over to the flower shop today, say hi.” He paused for a second, ”I, uh, I’m interested in seeing what Jaiden’s done with the place… You know?”

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Character Portrait: Zada min Albahr Character Portrait: Rosie Thompson Character Portrait: Neden Isimir Character Portrait: Travis Graveson Character Portrait: Trisstana Glasser Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox
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After the Zada and Triss got back home, the two spent the rest of the day close to each other, starting with a much needed bath and then embracing each other before falling asleep.

The next morning, Trisstana was relieved to wake up and see she was still in her own body, that Seterah hadn’t gone back on her word. She booped Zada on the nose as she said she was hungry and quickly got out of bed and headed into the kitchen, grabbing a pastry out of the cupboard, by this time Zada was already behind her making herself some tea. As Triss was about to follow Zada to the couch, she noticed some envelope on the ground addressed to her and Zada. “Hey Seafish, some letter here. For us.” She said as she picked it up and used one of her claws to cut the top of it open cleanly. Zada beckoned Triss over as she asked the nixie to read it.

As Triss got to the couch, she laid her head down in Zada’s lap and her legs stretched across the rest of it, one hanging off the edge and the other ending up on the opposite arm of the couch. “Hmm… some trial going on in two weeks. For a hunter!” Her voice popped as she scanned the letter and focused on some points more than others. “Oh Rosie is in here too, that’s the siren you’re friends with right? I guess she’s in charge of it.” She continued to talk, reading more of the letter to herself and giving the short and important parts to Zada.

Trisstana was a bit confused when Zada asked if the hunter was anyone she knew, obviously she didn’t know any hunters by name, so how would she know the one in the letter. “Uh, oh! Here it is. Travis Graveson? Sounds like a hunter name.” Triss could barely get the name out of her mouth before Zada snatched the letter and read it herself, leaving Triss just staring up at her partner. She listened carefully as she ate her pasty as Zada told Triss about this hunter, not having any nice things to say about him.


The next few weeks went by smoothly, the two of them mostly went out for some time in the lake or when Zada needed to pick up some things and Trisstana would follow along. Back at the house Triss tended to either staying close to Zada’s side or doing the occasional cleaning around the house. When the day of the trial finally came, Zada seemed prepared and ready to go. Zada looked over and gave Triss a smile before getting out of bed and mentioning breakfast, Triss just nodded and headed into the bathroom to start getting ready.

When Triss exited the bathroom she went over to the closet to pick something out, but then heard a noise like something flopping down on the bed and turned around to see what it was. One the bed was the outfit she wore when she made the deal with Seterah. This spooked her for a second as she stumbled into the dresser and made some noise. Zada quickly came in, presumably to see what the noise was about, and asked about the dress. “Uh… yeah. Just got it recently from the delivery store.” Trisstana felt bad for lying to Zada, something she’d never done before, but wasn’t sure what else to say. Zada seemed to leave the dress at that as she asked what she would like. “Tea would be fine.”

Trisstana sat at the table in the dress Seterah had dropped off, obviously wanting her to wear it and be reminded of her deal. Thankfully Zada quickly spoke up and took Triss’ mind away from the demon. She turned to look at her partner as she spoke and asked her if she would be interested in joining. “I have no other plans seafish.” She said shortly, as she finished her tea and went to put her now empty cup in the sink. "Is it soon?"

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Travis’ rest wasn’t completely uninterrupted, too many nerves going on from the trial as well as what had happened the previous night with Evelyn at the cemetery; his mind was a mess. He woke up early before the sun could fully rise, but just stayed in the room for a bit. Usually when he woke up he’d go downstairs to take his mind off things, but knew he would need all the energy he could use to get through today and what all would happen. Trav grabbed some nicer looking clothes he had planned to wear and headed to the guest bathroom to get ready, hanging up the jacket to let the steam from the shower get out any wrinkles he might have missed.

As Trav was getting ready he heard some noise and assumed it was Rosie and quickly threw his shirt on and fastened his belt before walking out. “Hey Rosie, I wa-” He began talking but was interrupted when the door shut. Either Rosie was ignoring him or just didn’t hear him before she left. He let out a sigh as he walked back into the bathroom to finish up getting ready.

Shortly after fixing his hair and made himself a bit more presentable, Travis headed back into the living room and into the kitchen to get himself some breakfast. It was more of a habit than any actual hunger for something to eat. Travis quickly pulled a bowl and a box of Apple Jacks out of the cupboard and a carton of milk out of the fridge. He whistled a tune to himself as he poured the milk into the bowl and then the cereal before leaning on the kitchen island as he began to eat.

Not before he got two bites into his food there was a knock on the door and Travis leaned over to see who it was through the window, and was relieved it was someone he knew, though felt a bit awkward seeing it was Eve. “Door’s unlocked!” He said loudly, though not sure how much of it was understandable as he said with it with a mouth full of food. “Sorry, was mid bite.” He said as Evelyn opened the door and walked in.

“You know… you don’t have to eat shit like that anymore. Just some of the good stuff will keep you going.” Evelyn teased Trav with a smile as she walked over, getting herself some breakfast of her own before pulling up a stole. “Where’s Rosie at? She still getting ready?” She asked. Travis let out a chuckle as he swallowed another bite. “First off, it’s just what I do, still adjusting to all of this, sorry I’m not pure like you yet.” He said with a smirk, and then letting out a sigh. “I think she left to go somewhere. I tried to catch her before she left, but not sure if she didn’t hear me, or didn’t want to talk to me. We haven't really talked much since you and Neden left. She’s been focused on this trial.” He said, before finishing his cereal and tilting the bowl up to drink the milk that was left.

“Speaking of which Eve, about last night…” Travis started to talk, but could tell Evelyn was about to interrupt him. “Wait, let me finish please,” He quickly said cutting her off before she could speak. “Sorry if I stepped over a boundary. Not entirely sure what came over me.” He continued, looking across over at Evelyn. “It’s fine, Trav. I didn’t mind honestly.” She said with a smirk as she got up to place her dishes in the sink. Travis got up quickly and helped her, taking the dish out of her hand gently, saying he would deal with it and walking up beside her.

It wasn’t long until the front door opened and Rosie and Neden walked, Travis shot them a wave and a smile. “Morning to you both.” He said as he walked away from Evelyn be back to the counter as they made their way in and the three of them spoke for a moment, Travis excused himself for a moment, saying he had to get his jacket form the room and he would be right back, leaving the three to talk among themselves.

“Hey Rosie, before we leave. Can I talk to you?” Travis asked as they spoke about getting ready to go. “Just us two.” He added on at the end. Rosie agreed after the two of them headed into her master bedroom to get some privacy to speak.

Travis shut the door gently as Rosie entered the room, her taking a seat on the edge of the bed. Travis let out a sign and rubbed his hands together anxiously and nervously before speaking. “I just, want to say Rosie. Don’t do anything just for me.” He said shortly. Taking a moment to pause, kneeling down in front of her and slowly taking her hands and looking at her, giving a look as if it was okay he held her hands. Shenodded before he spoke again. “You get to make the final decision it seems, but don’t choose to save me to rescue me just because you feel like you have to or because of our past, whether what you believe what we had was real or not.” He spoke slowly, keeping his composure. “I don’t want you, or Neden, or Eve to risk yourself for me. What’s coming, no matter what it is, I don’t know if I deserve forgiveness. But I know I tried my best to remedy what I have done, and I’ll continue to do that.” He paused for a moment, looking back at the siren.

Rosie softly spoke, saying it would be fine and not to worry too much. Travis let out a slight chuckle under his breath. Of Course Rosie would say not to worry, she had everything under control. “Rosie… I-” Travis began to speak, but was interrupted when someone from the other room called out for them. “Well, I guess we should get going then.” He said, not going back to try to repeat what he was going to say, standing up and dusting off his pants before opening the door and holding it open for Rosie.

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Phoenix was more relieved than he could put into words when things were normal the following morning, and the morning after that. Phoenix knew that their dealings with the demon weren't likely to be done. But as things settled into their new normal, it was easy to put that to the backs of their mind. Alex was spending more time with Abuela, learning about necromancy and demons. Some visits, Phoenix went. Others, he left Alex to go alone. He knew tat as they learned about demons and dark magic, it should have been stressful, scary. Phoenix knew that it unsettled Alex sometimes, that it was frightening. But they were in it together. And they were finally coming to terms with this thing that had haunted Alex for so long, a bittersweet feeling.

But it came with the caveat that Alex hadn't been sleeping. Phoenix could tell that something was weighing on his mind. He trusted Alex to talk to him about it whenever he was ready, or at least, if it was related to necromancy, that he'd tell Abuela. Now, he knew that Alex would talk about it. Phoenix wondered if it was the trial. The trial had been sticking in Phoenix's mind more than he'd expected. Maybe it was because Trav had helped them, had saved them. But at the same time, it was hard to reconcile what he'd done. Phoenix had decided almost as soon as they'd gotten the invitation that he wasn't going, but there was the occasional moment when he wondered if he should. But on the morning of the trial, it was the last place he wanted to be. He was sprawled across their couch, flicking through one of the many books they'd gotten from Abuela. It was one about protective charms, one Abuela had mentioned to him many times before, but it was only now he was getting to read it. Abuela had given it to Phoenix, knowing that Phoenix had a knack for managing to work protective charms in using plants and teas, but it was old fashioned and difficult to work his way through.

So when Alex sighed and shut his book, Phoenix gladly looked up. He wasn't quite sure what to expect, but honestly, he thought it was a good idea. He'd been meaning to drop in himself, but just hadn't gotten around to it. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Can I come?" He asked, stretching. In reality, the question was, "Do you want me to come?" He didn't want to overstep the mark if Alex wanted to talk to Zoe or Jaiden himself, but also knew that Alex might appreciate the moral support

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Neden Isimir
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xxxI'll be good, I'll be good
xxxAnd I'll love the world, like I should
xxxYeah, I'll be good, I'll be good
xxxFor all of the times that I never could

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After shortly departing from Rosie, Neden nearly high-tailed it back to their house to gather up their things. Which was only a messenger bag that they had meant to take with them. Stuffing a few papers, a notebook, and binder into it, they slung it over their shoulder and rather literally ran out the door, closing it behind them. Using their unfurled wings, Neden was able to get back to Rosie's house a few short minutes later. Their crow companion was nestled gently in their hands, before propping him back on their right shoulder. Letting the bird perch on them, as they had no issue with it.

Neden had followed Rosie into the house, knowing they'd need to regroup and probably go over a few things first before heading over to begin the trial. They hadn't realized exactly how sweaty their hands were, until they fidgeted with them a bit out of instinct. They gave Travis a small smile and nod as he greeted them, giving Evelyn a small nod of greeting as well.

The angel didn't expect Travis to immediately ask for a moment to speak with Rosie, but they also weren't going to deny him that. It was simple enough. "Of course, Travis. Take all the time you need." they gave him a small smile, before turning to look around. It was only then that they realized they had been left alone with Evelyn. Neden didn't think about that, until after they were alone, immediately wishing they hadn't told Travis to take their time with things.

To even attempt trying to distract themself from the ever growing anxiety, Neden silently pet the crow on their shoulder every few seconds. Occasionally talking to the bird as it communicated with small low rumbles. It was only when the crow looked over at Evelyn for a moment, then back at Neden, that it pecked their cheek. Once. Then twice. Neden flinched their face away, furrowing both eyebrows, "What is your problem?" they questioned the crow. Which only resulted in another rumble.

The angel rolled their eyes, "Then stop pecking me, you asshole. It's not my fault you're grumpy." Neden retorted. Looking up awkwardly in Evelyn's direction, "Sorry...Lil' man here is new and, I don't know what his problem is. Probably not used to so many people in a short time.." Neden cleared their throat once more, "We...We should probably get going, yeah? Should get there a little bit early, get everything sorted..."






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xxxI'm way too old to try so whatever
xxxCome hang
xxxLet's go out with a bang

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In the following weeks, Jaiden had spent much of her time helping Zoe get everything squared away and sorted since getting her moved in. Outside of that, Jaiden didn't have much else going on, even after being informed about Travis' trial. She didn't exactly care to go, nor did she plan to. Sure, being there to support her friends would have been the right thing to do, sure. But Jaiden knew if she went, it wouldn't end well. So, she decided instead to go over to the flow shop and see how Zoe was coming along with things.

Even in such a short amount of time, Zoe was already doing a better job than Jaiden had been expecting. Sure, it was just flowers and plants, but it was a relief to see that Jaiden's instinct was correct. Not only was Zoe doing a good job with customers, but having her around the town helped Jaiden feel oddly less alone. Like she had someone who she was able to talk to. Someone who didn't know her past, or who she used to be. Someone with an outsider's view.

By the time that Jaiden arrived to the store, Zoe was already well into her work. Another thing that impressed Jaiden. No matter how early or late Jaiden was arriving to the shop, Zoe already had everything on lockdown. If she was already doing this well within a few weeks, Jaiden doubted Zoe would have any issues in the future.

"Morning'!" Jaiden responded as she entered the store, side stepping the customer as they exited the store. Thankfully, work wasn't too intense at the store. They were able to take everything as easily and slow as they could, all things considered they did just sell flowers and other plants. But with the store finally being opened again, people tended to come in droves.

Jaiden was in the middle of tending to a few withering plants when Zoe thanked her again. Which, honestly seemed to be more of a routine than the actual work was, by this point. And everytime, Jaiden's response was the same. There really wasn't much to be thanking her for. She just did what any decent person would do, or at least she was doing what she hoped someone else would do in return for her, if she was in the opposite woman's shoes. "Like I've said before, Zoe. You don't need to thank me." Jaiden started, standing back up and turning around as she disposed of the withered remains of the plant into the bin. "If you're gonna make a new life here, it's only fair that you get a chance at making it happen." she said with a small smile.

"Besides, I think you're the only person in this town who'd be able to handle this. Aside from Phoenix of course, but I honestly think his true love is caffeine." Jaiden joked.





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xxxit's the only way i can escape
xxxit seems a heavy choice to make
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Rosie was glad of the short walk back to the house. The quiet gave her a little while to think and to start to mentally prepare herself for what was to come. She wasn’t particularly in the mood for conversation, so when she walked in to see Evelyn and Travis out and about, she had to force a smile. When Travis asked to talk to her by herself, she nodded, her smile slipping a little.

She wasn’t totally sure how to react as Travis told her not to make any decisions based on their history. A part of her was hurt that he thought she would, especially after everything he’d done. She’d been blatantly ignoring their past ever since he’d gotten back.

She sighed and shook her head. “Travis… it’ll all work out. Don’t worry about it, we’ve got it in hand,” she said. Then Evelyn called out, asking if they were ready to go, and the conversation was over.

She walked out to the kitchen and looked at the three gathered. The moment was finally here, where everything came together. She cleared her throat. “Alright, before we go… I just want to say thank you. These past few weeks haven’t been easy for any of you, but you’ve all… you’ve all been great. And no matter what way today goes… you should be proud of yourselves. You’ve done your best, and that’s what matters. Now, let’s do this thing,” she said with a smile, before picking up her bag.

The town hall had been set up for the trial. People were already in and seated by the time she arrived, gossiping among themselves. She could feel eyes on her and see people whispering to each other as she took her seat, scanning through the papers in front of her.

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ZADA min ALBAHR
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her liquid gaze held fated depths, her full lips invited touch. there was power, too, in her air of stillness: she might have been an Archangel, something winged and terrible come to rest.
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Zada nodded as Triss said she had no plans for the day. That seemed to be the trend. ”Well,” Zada started, getting up to clear the table, ”I would love to have you join me.” She stopped to plant a kiss on Triss’ cheek, ”I believe it’s going to be starting before too much longer.” She said, as she loaded their few dishes in the dishwasher (she loved that thing), ”I hope they find him guilty, Trisstana. Men like him have no business walking around free.” Zada took all that Travis had done very personally. Hunters killed people like her, and on top of that he’d hurt Rosie. Some things just weren’t forgivable.

After she finished with the dishes, Zada turned to Triss and looked her over, eyebrow raised. This new dress was nice, she liked it. She reached out and grabbed at some of the fabric, feeling the texture on her hand, before letting it slip from between her fingers to drape back over Triss’ body. ”I like this,” She said, voice dripping with approval, and maybe something else, ”You’ll have to wear it again.” It was a suggestion, not a demand. Zada knew she wouldn’t have the time to properly appreciate the garment until later, and even then it might have to be put off until later.

It wasn’t long before she was pulling on a coat (she didn’t really need it, she didn’t get cold very easily, but it tied the whole outfit together) and running her fingers through her hair, making sure she looked perfect. She nearly always did, she made sure of it. ”Are you ready?” She called out as she applied a layer of red lipstick, slowly fixing herself up to the level of perfection she expected to see looking back from the other side of the mirror. A light spray of the same perfume she’d been wearing for the past twenty years and she was ready.

She and Trisstana walked arm-in-arm towards the town; Zada had enjoyed the closeness of another person. Even since opening up her home and her heart to Triss, she’d felt more… At home in the town. She may never be able to return to the sea, but maybe she could create her own pod here, in some way.







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ALEX GARCIA
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but the past is a closed door, and she can’t see any future. maybe she’ll go on from day to day and year to year until she simply withers, folds in on herself, shrivels up like an old spider.
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”Can I come?"

As far as Alex was concerned, Phoenix could follow him just about anywhere. He knew the hidden meaning behind Phoenix’s words, though. You don’t know someone as closely as they’d known one another for as long as they had without learning how they think.

Alex nodded, ”Actually,” He started, speaking even as he got up from the table and made his way over to the couch, ”I was wondering if you’d do me a little favor.” He held out a hand, a silent offer to help hoist Phoenix up off the couch, ”I need a cup of green tea to take over, with so much honey that it’s absolutely sickeningly sweet.” Alex paused, wondering if Phoenix would recognize the tea he used to get for Aurora in that short span between Phoenix opening his cafe and Rory’s death. He almost hoped Phoenix wouldn’t make the connection. ” And then I guess it’d only be fair to let you tag along, too.” He rolled his eyes, feigning like it would be some burden if the absolute love of his life joined him on a little trip to the nearby flower shop. He’d need moral support, anyway. He didn’t talk about it much, but Alex knew that Nix knew how guilty he felt.

The whole thing would be a nice distraction from the trial, anyway. Alex wasn’t interested in it, really. He knew he probably should care more, but he couldn’t bring himself to.

As they made the- admittedly short- walk over to the flower shop, Alex decided to confide in Phoenix. ”I’ve been having nightmares again,” Phoenix knew that, of course. They shared a bed. ”I’m not sure what they mean, but I keep having the same one, so I’m sure it’s… Something.” There wasn’t much else to say, really, ”I’ll spare you the details. They’re often more gruesome than they really need to be.” He’d never told Phoenix details about his dreams, just what he thought they’d meant sometimes. Sometimes interpreting vague prophecies was harder than others.

As they got to the flower shop, Alex got the door, holding it open for Phoenix to go in ahead of him. This was a twofold kind of situation; it gave him a chance to be nice to Phoenix, and it gave him a chance to hang back for a moment, hesitate at the door without it looking like hesitation. This might not seem like the biggest deal, but Alex was afraid of what he might find waiting for him inside. Aurora might not have died in the shop, but she’d spent time there, her spirit would be comfortable. Alex could have easily avoided the place for the rest of his life and been happy, but he knew he needed some sort of closure, so he was forcing himself to do the difficult thing and face the feelings he was afraid of.






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ZOE PEÑA
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she let herself drift along the meanders of melancholy, her ear attuned to the music of harps echoing over lakes, to all the songs of dying swans, to all the falling leaves,
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Zoe had known that Jaiden would brush off her thanks, but she continued to be of the opinion that Jaiden simply didn’t understand just how much this all meant to her. If she hadn’t been given this opportunity, Zoe would be back in Arizona, teaching piano and babysitting the coven’s children. While Zoe loved the coven she’d grown up in, and she was so thankful for all they’d all done to raise her, it had never felt like her life. It had always felt like her parent’s life.

"Besides, I think you're the only person in this town who'd be able to handle this. Aside from Phoenix of course, but I honestly think his true love is caffeine."

Zoe had to smile at Jaiden’s joke, ”I think he’d literally die without it at this point.” Something about bringing Phoenix up reminded Zoe of something she’d wanted to talk to Jaiden about, ”Jaiden,” She started, a little unsure of how to broach the subject, ”I was wondering if,” She broke off her train of thought as the door opened up again, but instead of the “typical” customers walking in, Phoenix and Alex came through the doors. Zoe grinned at the two of them, ”Hey guys!” She shot a glance at Jaiden, a silent promise to finish up that thought later, and then turned back to Phoenix, ”Good to see you. Is there anything I can help you find?”

”We wanted to come in, check the place out, see what you’ve done with it.”

Zoe shot Jaiden a look; she didn’t know if Alex had been close to Aurora, and she never knew how to gauge his mood, but Phoenix was there, which was typically a good sign as far as she was concerned. ”Well, Jaiden and I would be happy to-”

Alex cut her off, ”Is there somewhere I can put this?” He held up the cup in his hand, indicating that’s what he was referring to, ”I brought it for Rory,” He’d said that to Jaiden, and Zoe had to admit that was the most sincere she thought she’d ever heard him, ”I wanted to, umm…” Alex shrugged, not finishing his own thought.

Zoe walked out from behind the counter, gingerly taking the paper cup from his hand, ”I’ll find somewhere out of the way for this, where nobody’ll bother it.” She offered a gentle smile, and Alex nodded in return. For a brief moment, she could tell they understood one another. Then she turned to go find a spot for… Whatever this was. She wasn’t going to ask.

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xxxi fought all through the night
xxxoh, oh, but i made it alive
xxxthe sun's starting to rise
xxxoh, oh, these are beautiful times

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Phoenix raised an eyebrow as Alex asked for a favour, taking his hand and the offer of help getting off the couch. He’d been lying there for long enough that he was already starting to get stiff. He nodded at the order. He hadn’t made it in a while, but it rang a bell of familiarity. It didn’t take long for the pieces to fall together about why it was so familiar and why Alex was requesting it now of all times. But the minute that Phoenix realised what- who- it was for, he immediately made the decision to not acknowledge the fact that he knew. Alex didn’t need that today.

He made the tea in a to-go cup, and gave it to Alex to carry on the short walk over to the shop. It seemed like something he wanted to do and Phoenix figured it was important that he was the one to handle it and to… do whatever it was he wanted to do with it. When Alex mentioned the dreams, Phoenix just nodded. He didn’t claim to know much about the dreams or even to understand them, but he did know that repetitive, graphic dreams were seldom a good sign. He wasn’t sure what to say in response to it. This wasn’t something he could really help with, as much as he might have wanted to. So instead, he offered the only support he could. “You know, if they’re bad, you can wake me up. I don’t mind. You don’t have to deal with them by yourself.”

Phoenix’s emotions tended to have an effect on plants, but the opposite was true too. Just walking into the shop, filled with plants and flowers of all kinds, seemed to be enough to lift his spirits even more. Phoenix would have liked to have said that his decision to give Alex and Jaiden some space to talk after Zoe left to leave the tea somewhere safe was a conscious one, but truth be told, some succulents caught his attention and he wandered over to examine the display without even thinking.

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Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me

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Travis followed behind Rosie into the kitchen where Neden and Evelyn still were, speaking about what they’ve done and thanking them. Travis only nodded in response before the four of them left and headed to the town hall.

As they approached, Evelyn led Travis through the back of the town hall while Rosie went through the front. This would give Travis a bit more time to get a hold of his thoughts before being brought forward in front of the town, seeing most of them for the first time since the meeting where Rosie read the note out about there being a hunter among them. Where Rosie lied and gave him a chance to save himself, wondering if she would do the same again.

“Hey, can you give me a minute? Just to freshen up and get a hold of my nerves.” Travis said to Eve as they were in the back. “Sure, it’ll be alright Trav.” He opened the door and headed into the bathroom, taking off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves. Travis splashed some water on his face and leaned against the sink. He let out a deep breath as he let the water run, staring just down at the sink. “Hello Mr. Graveson.” A voice came from in front of him. Trav quickly looked up and instead of seeing his reflection in the mirror, he saw a dark haired woman. She was more than fairly attractive, a sort of divine beautiful she held in the way she stood and presented herself.

Travis was taken back for a second, not entirely understanding what he was looking at, trying to think of the types of creatures that would present themselves to him like this. “Excuse me?” He spoke, more of a question rather than trying to leave. He turned off the water as he straightened his posture. “You’re excused, but don’t leave yet. I see this is a major day in your life, potentially one of your last, which would be a waste of an... Immortal creature like yourself.” The woman continued to speak. “Can I help you?” Trav asked, slowly trying to piece everything together.

“No. But I can help you. The odds aren’t in your favor Travis, and you’re worried about the outcome of this trial led by these mortals. We can make a deal to get what we both want.” The woman, or creature, leaned in close as if she was going to come through the mirror as she spoke. There was something about her words that kept Travis intrigued, not wanting to leave. “I can give you your freedom and clear your worries about your friends, all it ta-” She started to speak again, but Travis interrupted her. “Demon.” He said out loud, finally piecing it together. “I don’t have time t-”

Travis himself was interrupted by sharp words from the demon. “Don’t interrupt me. You may be immortal, but you’re nothing compared to me. You may address me as Annanza.” Her tone shifted for a moment, showing annoyance. “Don’t call me demon, it’s vulgar. You may address me as Annanza and nothing else.”

Travis was taken back by the shift in tone to serious and back to a seductive tone. He knew he had to be careful, he had interacted with his fair share of demons over the years and knew what they were capable of. “I’m listening to Annanza.” “Good. Now, a being like yourself would be wasted if found guilty, but finding you innocent might not look good for Miss Thompson, the one who now calls themself Neden, and your current vampiric interest-” “Don’t invol-” Trav interrupted Annanza again, but this time was met with her hand coming through the mirror and gripping his collar tightly and pulling them face to face. Her beauty shifted, sharp teeth behind her lips and an anger hiding behind her dark eyes, her nails feeling more like claws at the moment. “I said. Don’t interrupt me. If you do it a third time, the trial will be the least of your worries.” Annanza shoved Travis back.

Not many things intimated Travis, but an angry demon that he didn’t know would scare most people. “My apologies.” Travis spoke, just met with a mumble from the demon woman. “Now, I can use my powers to assist in this trial. I know you’re not afraid of being found guilty and given death, but you have so much more potential. But one thing you are afraid of is the people you care about being hurt.” Travis wanted to speak up, but was met with another glance from Annanza. “I can help shield them from public opinion. Protection is easy enough, after all. All I ask in exchange is a little… Devotion.” She smiled seductively, but let her sharp teeth show through her disguise, “I don’t want much, Travis, just someone to rely on, to tether me to this mortal coil.” She was almost certainly not telling Travis everything.

Travis listened as the demon named Annanza put out her terms, terms he wanted to accept but he was skeptical of what she wanted exactly among her vagueness. The smile she put on sent a feeling through his body, but not one of chillness through his bones, but of confidence and lust through his veins. “Annanza-” “Yes?” She purred, drawing out the ‘s.’ “I’m skeptical of our deal, I-” Travis was interrupted by a knock at the door, followed by Evelyn mentioning they should get going soon. Travis sighed, of course he wouldn’t have time to take this deal into consideration. “So what, you say you’ll protect them and I say I will be devoted to you?”

“I’ll protect them like I would my own children,” The demon tilted her head, looking at Travis through her eyelashes, “You just need to sign,” She reached out, through the mirror, holding what appeared to be an ancient scroll. Travis watched the scroll come through the mirror, still curled a bit, he reached forward to flatten it out to get a better look at it when Annanza grabbed his arm. She quickly pulled him closer, inches between their faces, her hand gently rose up his arm and caressed behind his ear. “I just need one more thing, little one. Some ink for my pen.” She spoke softly, her nails then cutting into his skin tracing a sort of outline over his old Branded tattoo.

As Annaza leaned back, she must have used some sort of magic, causing a sort of burning, tingling sensation behind Travis’ ear. He felt some sort of liquid bubbling up, and Annaza let him reach up to feel it, leaving deep black ink on his fingertips. The demon quickly produced an old fountain pen and dipped it into the ink, not wasting a drop, and handed the pen over to Travis, “You’ve signed contracts before, I assume.”

“Of course.” Travis replied, holding the pin, his other hand reaching back behind his ear and the ink already dried. He turned his attention back to the contract, starting to read it. “You good in there?” Neden asked through the door, Annanza let out a light laugh as Travis turned back to the door. “One second!” He shouted in Neden’s direction, and Neden mentioned they would be out there waiting. “Tick tock, little one. Not much time left, it seems.” She spoke, Travis looking back to her and down at the contract, debating whether to sign or not. “Fine.”


Travis put on his jacket and fixed his cuffs as he walked out, being met with the angel and fellow vampire. “Sorry.” He glanced between the two and then they headed into the main room of the city hall, eyes of most of the town on them.

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xxxthough the pressure's hard to take
xxxit's the only way i can escape
xxxit seems a heavy choice to make
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Rosie was ready to begin, and frankly, she probably would have preferred to just get started. But she looked up to discovered that Trav still wasn't there. She went to shoot a look at Evelyn, but both she and Neden were absent, presumably looking for Trav. She sighed and anxiously tapped her pen on the table a few times. She knew by the atmosphere in the room that it would be hard to turn the room in Trav's favour. She shot a glance towards the front two rows, where she'd asked the jury to sit. They didn't look particularly happy.

She sighed a little with relief as Trav finally appeared in the room. The atmosphere seemed to become even icier as Travis, Neden, and Evelyn made their way in. As they took their seats, Rosie got to her feet and stood at the podium. The eyes of the town were on her, and she could almost feel their doubts about whether or not she was the right person for this. But she couldn't let that worm its way into her head. She cleared her throat.

"People of Greythorne, it is my honor and my privilege to welcome you here today. I could only wish that it was for a slightly more pleasant purpose. Today, we will decide the fate of Travis Graveson, who has been declared a traitor to our town after being discovered to be a member of the Hunting group known as the Branded. I know that many of you are angry and hurt, that you have lost people in the attacks on our town or have been injured yourselves. But I ask that you listen to the evidence put before us with an open mind, and make your decision based on that. I have asked a number of you to form a jury who will represent the town people and make the final decision; so the decision will come from the people and not from me. First, we will hear a representative of our town's elders to describe the course of events and the evidence implicating Mr. Graveson."


She took her seat as the old man stood up. He was old and for a second, Rosie dared to hope that he might be boring and monotonous. He wasn't. Instead, he gave an impassioned account of the evidence they had and the damage that the Branded had caused to the town, and Rosie could tell just by looking at the crowd that they were siding with him. "Thank you. We will now hear from representatives for Mr. Graveson, Ms. Evelyn Fox and Mx. Neden Isimir."

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Trisstana Glasser

"The only thing you can trust, is the flow of a river."

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Zoe Peña

Then I discovered that being related is no guarantee of love!

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Hayden Byrne

"If this is to end in fire, then we shall all burn together."

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Kaylessa Valven

"Happiness and kindness. The true currencies of our worlds."

Character Portrait: Travis Graveson
Travis Graveson

"We all regrets, I'm willing to die to make up for mine."

Character Portrait: Neden Isimir
Neden Isimir

"Cause I could touch a hundred thousand souls, but none of them would ever feel like home."

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Rosie Thompson

"wish I could see what it's like to be the blood in my veins."

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Zada min Albahr

I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.

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Alex Garcia

"I am afraid. Not of life, or death, or nothingness, but of wasting it as if I had never been."

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Character Portrait: Neden Isimir
Neden Isimir

"Cause I could touch a hundred thousand souls, but none of them would ever feel like home."

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Hayden Byrne

"If this is to end in fire, then we shall all burn together."

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Markus Valegood

(Deceased) RIP Lycan Daddy

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Violet Marsden

(Deceased...Again.)

Character Portrait: Trisstana Glasser
Trisstana Glasser

"The only thing you can trust, is the flow of a river."

Character Portrait: Alex Garcia
Alex Garcia

"I am afraid. Not of life, or death, or nothingness, but of wasting it as if I had never been."

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Jaiden Price

"A set of empty bones."

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Zoe Peña

Then I discovered that being related is no guarantee of love!

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Rosie Thompson

"wish I could see what it's like to be the blood in my veins."

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Phoenix Woods

"this thing could get the better of us if we let it."

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Alex Garcia

"I am afraid. Not of life, or death, or nothingness, but of wasting it as if I had never been."

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Zada min Albahr

I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.

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Violet Marsden

(Deceased...Again.)

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Neden Isimir

"Cause I could touch a hundred thousand souls, but none of them would ever feel like home."

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Kaylessa Valven

"Happiness and kindness. The true currencies of our worlds."

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Trisstana Glasser

"The only thing you can trust, is the flow of a river."

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Hayden Byrne

"If this is to end in fire, then we shall all burn together."

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Travis Graveson

"We all regrets, I'm willing to die to make up for mine."


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