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Pangaea: Solstice

Pangaea: Solstice

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A world where humans evolved alongside magic, a utopia some would say. This solstice marks a new era for some, and while some are celebrating others have more insidious plans in mind.

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Character Portrait: Kayleigh Walsh Character Portrait: Niamh Monaghan Character Portrait: Diana Mercury Character Portrait: Priyanka Aarush Character Portrait: Chiyoko Ito Character Portrait: Ziran Chao Character Portrait: Sebastian Flores Character Portrait: Percival Lawless Character Portrait: Crowley Character Portrait: Briar Ambrose Character Portrait: Wrenz Caprine Character Portrait: Dakoda Montour
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TW!!!! (themes of violence, death and ritualistic sacrifice. Skip to picture with words Solstice Festival to skip these parts)


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Screams echoed off the stone brick walls, the shadows quivering as the flames writhed. Halls that had been paced in silence for decades now desecrated by the shrill ring of death. A trail of destruction that led down into the depths of the earth, littered with the corpses of those who thought they could keep her from getting what she wanted.

The remaining guardian stumbled into the final room, the place the dark witch had come for; the temple. Sealing the door behind him, the wards lit up as they activated. He pulled several books from the shelves, dropping them across the table and hurriedly turning the pages searching for something - anything that could save the temple. All of their final defenses had been decimated, there were only a handful of beings capable of doing so with such ease.

A loud knock began at the door, first a dull repetitive rap that crescendoed into a cacophony of deafening blows. The guardian couldn’t waste time looking up or covering his ears. He continued to rifle through the pages trying to figure the right spell, his eardrums beginning to ring. The doors had been made of elder oak, carved with ancient runes and blessed with divine magic. They had been meant to survive a direct attack by any earthly creature, which is why when the guardian could hear it begin to be torn from its hinges he realized what must be on the other side of the door.

He couldn’t help but to watch as the doors to the temple which had stood for centuries was ripped from place, thrown aside like it was trash and not an ancient magical relic. The wards lit up with resistance, a thin transparent veil that would serve as a last line of defense. For the first time, the guardian had time to look at the trespassers. The woman spoke first.

“You know, you should really let us in.” She said, pressing her blood stained hand against her cheek in thought. “I imagine you know this is end for you. Why prolong it?”

Her English had a slight accent that he couldn’t place, not infernal but he could have sworn he had heard them speaking it earlier. He looked back down to the book, running his fingers over the infernal text fumbling for an absolution to banish the demon.

“Who are you?” The guardian shouted.

“I am the Way. There is no other.” The women called out, eyes flashing inken black.

“And you? Speak your name foul demon!” The guardian absconded, raising a hand in absolution towards the figure beside her.

Way laughed, looking over to the demon lord himself - Sabazios. It was always entertaining for her to watch as these religious zealots fumbled over exorcisms that might banish some lesser demon. There was always a moment of complete horror as the realization struck them that made their faces freeze in the most amusing expressions.

Sabazios stood beyond his charge, blocking the churning of infernal flames filling the corridor behind them and casting them both in a menacing shadow. He towered over her, his demonic form a bastardization of a human body in every way. Curled horns encapsulated his head and dark hair, protrusions of a similar fashion running down his spine and along his shoulder bones. His skin was dark and in some areas covered in thick scales that glowed with the inner heat of his flames. His eyes glowed with a similar heat as he looked down at Violet, letting her control this dance for now.

“You know I can get in whenever I want, right? I’m giving you a chance to earn a merciful death.” Violet taunted the guardian, tapping at the wards so that they lit up. Sabazios stayed put in the doorway, letting his flames lick up his heels and spring around him like a pack of well trained dogs.

The guardian scoffed. “As powerful as you and your demon may be, only divine magic can break those wards and you two are stained with infernal origins. No way you could ever execute divine will.”

“Mm, no - maybe not.” Her voice was teasing, lips curled into a wicked grin. “But maybe my new friend will.”

A young woman stepped from the shadows, though her face made her look more like a child. She still had the sort of soft features that only youth could provide. Her eyes were glossed over, staring blankly into the distance. Her garb bore the same colors of the guardian, though much more ornate with gold threading.

“No,” The guardian gasped, “Priestess! Are you alright?”

“She can’t hear you. Well, she can hear you but, she’s not listening...to you that is.” Violet wrapped an arm around the priestess, ruffling her hair affectionately. “It was so cute she tried imprisoning me in a crystal. Sometimes it’s hard for me to make new friends too, so I won’t hold it against her.”

“Go on, show him what a good girl you are.” Violet whispered in the priestesses ear, pushing her forward.

The priestess nodded, still staring off into the distance though moving with direction. Bringing the amulet around her neck forward, her hands gave off a soft glow as they moved around the amulet suspending it in the air. Drawing from the amulet’s power, the glow gradually grew into a blistering light. The priestess spoke in celestial, Violet only picking up on every other word but recognizing the formula of the spell. One by one the wards fell, shuddering down the length of the doorway dismantling the final security measure.

“I will not allow you to cross this threshold, demon!” The guardian shouted, summoning a divine light materializing it into a spear. He threw the light bolt towards Violet, raising both her hands to deflect and dematerialize the projectile. Her fingers wound in a hypnotic pattern, surging the shadows around them towards the guardian blowing him back.

Raising her hands as she crossed the threshold, she looked back to Sabazios with an all too toothy smile: like a child reveling in it’s own chaos, asking for teacher to look. The guardian pushed himself upright again to attempt to cast a spell. Violet spoke in infernal as she walked forward, fire emanating from her fingertips into a stream of roaring flames. The guardian reacted defensively, interrupting their spell. They managed to subdue the flames, but his efforts bought Violet all the time she needed closing the distance between them.

Violet stabbed upwards between the jawline and the spine, ripping the blade across the width of the guardian’s neck. His flesh gave little resistance beneath the edge of her athame, cutting a clean line that immediately made his head bend back in an unnatural angle when she gripped the hair at the top of his head. Spilling his blood over the altar, she struggled to hold him upright as his body went slack. She whispered in infernal as he faded, her eyes turning black as her shadow magic surged through her. His body fell with a dull thud, Violet discarding it with a heaved sigh. The demon lord grinned in the doorway, entertained by his charges unquestionable violence.

“Now you don’t get to die until I say so, enjoy the show.” She crouched down before she spoke, making sure the guardian had a good view of her. It was a simple spell, one that trapped a consciousness in it’s body. She had made some tweaks to extend past death - though a dead vessel didn’t serve much use beyond being a prison.

“Alright then, let’s get on with it.” Way stood back upright, turning back towards the altar. Her dress had been saturated with blood during the course of their descent. The black silken fabric turned a deep shade of red clinging to her skin. A stark red handprint on her cheek, the only part of her that wasn’t covered in blood at this point was her hair. She knew Zios had grown weary of their recent work and while her taking the lead was a bit messier, it was her attempt at minimizing the contention. Though some things were beyond her capabilities and unfortunately it was always the ugliest parts.

“Come now.” Violet beckoned the young priestess, patting atop the altar. Still under Violet’s charm the priestess came without another thought. Guiding the priestess to lay her head down, Violet looked to Zios. She reached across the altar to hand him her athame, tilting her head to the side. “Your turn, Lord Sabazios.”

He moved from the doorway without question, the majority of his flames staying put but a small trail along his footsteps. As he moved closer, he slowly pulled his demon form into himself, his horns and bonelike protrusions sliding under human flesh, scales and molten head simmering under skin. By the time he made it to the opposite side of the altar, the man that stood before Violet and the priestess had a handsome, young face full of roguish charm, but very human. His eyes, though brown and simple, had a darkness to them that betrayed his infernal origin.

“Your name” He said down to the priestess, tucking a stray hair behind her ear in a soothing manner as he also reached for the athame offered to him.

“Rhea.” Her voice was hollow, drunk on whatever spell Violet had enthralled her under. The demon lord nodded, sliding his hand down her neck, along her collar, caressing her chest bone with the practised ease of someone that has sacrificed thousands. His touches were smooth, hot, and languid- one never rushed this sort of thing, even if their death meant nothing.

“I am sure you meant for your life to come to more than this, Rhea” His voice was barely a whisper, words meant for only the girl below him, “But know that at least your death has brought this demon a moment of pleasure”

He slid the ornate dagger forward, his movement minut but sure, driving the blade through her ribs and upwards. The priestess made no noise, her eyes steadfast on his own entirely black ones. Though he cut directly into her heart, she did not die immediately and he pitied her resilience.

Sabazios held her gaze only until the moment she passed and then stepped back, brushing his hands off on the altar and shoving them into his pockets in the manner of someone entirely done with their predicament. “Are you finished?” He asked his charge, casting bored eyes across the high ceilings of the hall.

Violet had already moved on, rifling through a blood spattered book with mild interest. She glanced up with mild confusion, as if she was surprised he was still here. The demon could be anywhere he wanted at any time after all. Though he never left before the job was done, that much she had to give him credit for.

“Huh? Oh, yes. That’ll be all for now.” She said, forgetting herself for a moment before adding. “Thank you, Lord Sabazios.”

He disappeared with a *crack*, leaving behind a wisp of smoke and a subtle sulfuric odor. Violet set down her book, looking back to the guardian who remained trapped in his lifeless body. A smile split across her face, taunting the lingering spirit. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten you, we haven’t even gotten to my favorite part yet.”




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Midgrasp was the center of Ariosas, making it the focus of the celebrations. Though there were parties rippling out through the entire city, the festival took place along the fringe of the inner ring of the city. There were stretches of vendors, street performers, stages scattered. Earlier in the day there had been a parade but the sun was beginning to set which was when the real festivities began.

The nest was located just off a side street from the festival, it’s door open with a few folk lingering near the entry chatting politely as they shared a smoke. There seemed to be a welcoming presence radiating from the place that illuminated the otherwise dingy cobblestone passageway that led to the abode. It was apparent that the nest had been designed with great care. Every room was decorated meticulously and with great extravagance.

The harpy who owned the nest had an eye for treasures, and an even better eye for how to showcase them. He had created the nest as a way to facilitate his true work, but it ended up becoming a project in itself. Arlo had transformed it into not just a place for the wandering traveler to lay their head, but also a place for people to come together. He provided a neutral zone that wasn’t as common these days, at least when it came to where you could get a good drink.

Despite the harpy not having much weight on his own to enforce the neutral ground, he was strangely well connected to the elite of Ariosas giving him and the nest an extension of their influence to maintain the peace. It was without a doubt that at any given major party at the nest the guest list would be stacked with large names. One of the harpies' closest friends was Princess Briar Celestia Lightfoot, the two often photographed with Sebastian Flores - a less prominent figure than the princess of course but still of high pedigree.

It would surprise no one to know the three of them had been preparing the nest for the party all day together, now all piled in the same nook of the nest together looking out onto the fruits of the labor adoringly. The entire place was picture perfect ready as Diana’s instagram story had demonstrated. She’d been one of the first to arrive, never one to miss a photo opportunity. At her side was the devilish minx, Kayleigh. The two next to one another were lethal, all legs and curves.

Sitting among all these stars huddled in their own little world was Percy Lawless and Wren Caprine. Neither were really that notable, but they both seemed to be somehow sucked into this fantastical world leagues beyond their own. It made sense, the two were outright adorable snuggled together in the egg shaped hanging wicker chair. Their love seemed to radiate, warming the entire room around them. Percy hung from that chair so often it was a wonder he hadn’t imprinted his shape into the cushion already. Though the halls of the Nest were full there were still some notable names not in attendance. Chiyoko Ito had already been photographed at some political function, though she had a reputation of partying well into the night along with the rest of the girl squad as the tabloids so cleverly called them.


ImageZiran was notorious for arriving fashionably late so few even batted an eyelash when she hadn’t shown yet. Gossipgrams who loved to theorize about who would or would not attend the party had polls in their stories. Almost all who they had predicted out of the high profile guests had arrived, though there was one that had a 50/50 split that still hadn’t made an appearance. Priyanka Aarush hadn’t been at the nest as much since her previous security detail broke into the place to retrieve her, though she still would make surprise appearances so it was really a toss up.

The sun elves considered the Solstice a sacred holiday. Back in their oasis in West Bengal the Aarush family had leagues of sun elves throwing light shows into the sky above. There were some sun elf troops that performed in Ariosas, as well as fireworks - but it wasn’t the same as the night sky lit up by flashes of sun.

Her aunt and uncle hosted a traditional sun elf celebration and though it wasn’t the same as home it was still glorious. Usually their festivities would last way into the night but here they would end at sunset, many having other obligations at night. Raavi and Maya Aarush would usually go to some corporate party. Previous years they would ask Priya to come along but she usually would end up breaking out at some point.

Due to Arlo’s less admirable ways of making income, the Nest was relegated to the ‘High Risk’ list of locations her security team weren’t allowed to let her go to. However Priya had pleaded and begged and with some tears and promises she had no intentions of keeping, she was able to get acquire permission to attend Arlo’s Solstice party - after they had they completed their solstice ceremonies.


Leaving straight from the sun elf ceremonies Priya had no time to change, arriving in full traditional regalia of the Aarush Sun Elves. Gold coins hanging from her clothes jingled as Priya all but skipped down the passageway towards the nest. Two large figures followed behind her, the sun elf looking back at them both with excitement.

“Oh my god, aren’t you so excited?” Priya squealed, falling back between the two to link her arm through both of theirs. Even in the dimly lit street Priya still seemed to glow gold. Not just the rich tones of her skin but the bits of gold brushed on her face and the delicate and ornate golden henna on her hands and feet.


ImageFreshly energized from a day of soaking in such a powerful day of sun Priya felt like she were ready for whatever the night would throw at her. She didn’t even falter when she recognized Nia hanging near the entry smoking a cigarette. While Priya didn’t mind hanging around Nia, she wasn’t about to wait around at the edge of the party while her security detail had a smoke break. She was impatient and ready to go in and see her friends.

“Hey Nia,” Priya said with a polite smile. She kept her pace as she walked by, making sure not to give her security detail the opportunity to ask her to hang back so they could both catch up with Nia. Besides they had made it to the party, they didn’t have to follow her every second. Within a couple minutes she was able to find Diana and Kayleigh, Priya coming up behind Diana to wrap her arms around her resting her head on her shoulder.

“Hey babies,” Priya smiled to both Diana and Kayleigh. “What I miss? Anything good?”

Looking around she could spy Arlo, Seb and Briar all together in a corner. Priya gave a little wave and a smile, holding up a finger to indicate she’d be over in a minute. The nest was big enough that it was possible some other people of note were around, but she doubted if Briar and Diana were here that Chiyoko and Ziran would be somewhere else in the nest, unless . ..

Priya shook her head, rotating the golden bangle around her wrist to reveal a screen sending Chiyoko a message.

‘im mad im here and ur not’

She sent it, biting her bottom lip nervously. Priya hated how much she over analyzed every interaction between the two of them. They had drawn that line in the sand and they kept trying to make that barrier thinner and thinner. She knew the moment they crossed that line Chiyoko would realize Priya wasn’t the girl she imagined she was, and she’d leave. Just like Diana, and Itsuki before her. As fun as it was to fantasize, it had to remain just that with Chiyoko because it wasn’t worth the heartbreak.

That being said, Priya did keep picking unavailable people to spill herself into. Be it emotionally or physically or maritally, she kept picking people she knew it wouldn’t work with. She wasn’t mature enough to figure out why. Unable to help herself, she shot Arturo a message as well.

‘hey outlaw, if you don’t want to get into some trouble definitely don’t show up at the nest right now :p’

It wasn’t her most mature way of handling the insecurity of where Chiyoko and Ziran could be right and what they were doing and who they were doing it with. . . Priya couldn’t let her mind go there. The night was only just starting and she didn’t want to spend it pouting. Looking back to Kayleigh and Diana she wiped any residual emotions from her expression flashing them both a smile. “By the way, did I mention how hot you both are tonight?”

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The Solstice Festival. It had never been anything of major importance to the Monaghan family, like it was to others. They were merely human after all. Of course they had celebrated it like the others, but it was never truly in a way or the same reason that other species celebrated it for. The Elves were known to be celebrating in honor and worship of their respective Gods and Magic, Shifters such as wolves had celebrated for its connection to the moon. But some humans, they used it simply as a way to celebrate for the sake of celebrations. But the Monaghans, they had their own reasons. While it may not have been something special or ritualistic, it was respected in their home for the Supernatural folks.

But this year, it was different for Niamh, at the very least. It'd be the first Solstice they got to celebrate with their blood relatives. Ever since finding out about their Succubus nature, Nia's aunt and uncle, Amanda and Havi had made it a point to make sure to educate Niamh on most things about their species's culture, history, religion (if some decided to follow it), and so forth. For Succubi, the Solstice was traditionally a day of celebration that would be hosted in their own territory. But, seeing as what Niamh's circumstances were, they'd have to make due here. In Ariosas. Niamh had spent the entire day preparing for the party at The Nest, as it was the place they always went to nearly every time there was a party of special event. And they'd be damned if they didn't go this year. Until then, they celebrated with their family.

If there was one thing that Niamh discovered about Succubus, it was that they truly did know how to throw a party. Which, wasn't much of a surprise seeing as their species was a self indulgent breed. Niamh have spent a large portion of the day with Amanda and Havi, just lounging around the Monaghan home, smoking and drinking. Small talk and occasional jokes were passed around just as often as a bottle or blunt wad handed over to the next. While Niamh didn't exactly have the closest relationship with Amanda or Havi, Nia could at least tell that the two truly did care, and were trying. And however much Nia did try to shrug off their help and demand they didn't need it, in the end, having people who at least understood was enough.

The transition from human, to something entirely different in the snap of finger was beyond terrifying, but knowing they had people who were willing to help, it lessened the strain and fear. If just only a little. Slowly the hours passed, and the sun was beginning to get close to setting. Which meant they had about an hour before the party at The Nest would begin. Niamh parted from their family and had made their way over to Arlo's. Thankfully, Nia had lived by rather close and made it much earlier than they had intended.

Normally, Niamh would have waited outside, and gone in when enough people had showed up, but seeing as it was a special day, they had gone in to scout out Arlo. And when they found the Harpy, Nia gave him one of their signature hugs. It was soft and gentle, but always held a sense of warmth. A sort of hug that could make just about the hardest of stone soften. The two chatted for a bit, before Nia figured they'd go and see some of the others. But made sure to hand Arlo over an old pocket watch. It was one that Havi had cleaned up and repaired. No one would even know that it used to be considered a relic due to how much it sparkled in the sunlight. Niamh knew it would help keep him distracted long enough. Smiling when they knew their intention worked, and watched as the Harpy was entranced by it as he went to put it somewhere safe.

Nia had looked around and seen a few of the others there already; Diana, Kayleigh, and a few others. Nia sent a small smile and wave their way. They would have approached and struck up a conversation, but Niamh knew it was probably best to avoid that for tonight. There wasn't any noticable tension between Nia and Diana, but this was one of their off periods between them, and Niamh wasn't going to cut it short just yet. Didn't want to appear too desperate. So, instead, they decided it'd be best to take a smoke break. Clear their head, and maybe see who else would be coming to the party.

Niamh hung at the front end of The Nest. Keeping their back pressed against one of the walls as they propped themself up against a small outcropping of the stone wall. If anyone told them to stop sitting in a place that wasn't technically a spot, oh well. They could be doing worse. Nia retrieved their packet of cigarettes and lit it with their lighter and leaned back comfortably. The music from inside The Nest was audible enough from where Nia sat, so the air wasn't entirely silent with where they stationed themself. But it was enough away from most people that they wouldn't be bothered if someone didn't come looking for them.

The Succubus placed the cigarette to their lips, took a deep inhale, held it, and slowly let out a plume of white smoke. Nia eyed the orange and yellow embers at the end, entranced with the heat for a moment before they heard a voice say their name. Almost instantly, Niamh recognized who it was. Looking up, they gave her a small grin, "Priya." they answered softly back. Normally, Niamh would have used a more sarcastic, cynical tone with the Sun Elf in question, which would have most likely been referred to as Princess. But, not today. Niamh figured they could do some common decency, and greet her properly without any provocation. Niamh gave the Sun Elf a small nod as she walked passed, not bothering to stop her on the way in.

Niamh practically avoided locking eyes with Crowley. They knew he didn't like them very much, which, was entirely understandable. Nia wouldn't pretend to like him either in return. But it didn't mean they would treat him unkindly or in a cruel fashion. They just weren't friends, but there also wasn't a need to treat him rudely either. Instead, Niamh gave him a simple nod as a greeting as he passed by. But Niamh did notice the third figure that was with the other two, as it was how the trio worked by this point. The Succubus gave a small, genuine smile to the werewolf. As well as giving a small nod of greeting, "Koda." Niamh's voice came out a bit softer than they would have liked. They eyed the werewolf up for a moment, making sure to look over the outfit and body paint properly, before their grin spread a little more. "You're looking...Good. Enjoy the party." they gave her a small wink. They weren't going to stop her from going inside with Crowley and Priya, seeing as that's why she was here. But they'd be lying if they said they wouldn't appreciate a...certain company. At least for a little while.




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The whole of Midgrasp was reveling in the pure chaos of the Solstice festival right outside the window, and Chiyoko Ito was stuck inside the overly zealous estate of one of Lupin’s most generous supporters. They left the windows open for all the fireworks and music, and Chiyoko sat on the edge of the window looking down below.

”What's the matter, kit? You seem distracted,” Lupin managed to find her in the few moments of solace after spending most of the day hanging off his arm. For a man that usually focused entirely on his own problems, he did have moments where he could see right through Chiyoko’s facade of a dutiful fiancé. Though the little pet name he decided on after hearing her mother call her ‘cub’ was something she had to force back a scowl for. She finally turned to him, and held her hand out for him to help her off of the windowsill. ”There’s a beautiful party outside and you have me locked in here with all these stuffy people,” Chiyoko answered plainly.

Lupin chuckled, looping his arm around her waist and directing them back towards the heart of the function. ”I’ve hardly seen you these past few weeks and you’re already trying to leave me again?” Lupin questioned her, turning and brushing her hair back behind her ear. ”I’m starting to think that you like those little friends of yours more than me,” Lupin said this as a joke, but Chiyoko could see it didn’t quite meet his eyes. Oh sweetheart, if only you knew.

”I think you’re jealous that I have friends,” Chiyoko returned the teasing. He scoffed in return, sounding light, but his hand around Chiyoko’s waist tightened and their pace quickened back to the where the other guests were still drinking and schmoozing to their heart’s content. Chiyoko’s friendships with what the tabloids called the “girl squad” had become a reoccurring topic in the arguments between the couple. Chiyoko didn’t have the energy for the petty arguments Lupin started, but her mother never failed to remind her that she needed to keep him content if she wanted to keep his powerful presence in her life. There were plenty of rumors about the intimacy between Chiyoko and some of her friends, but there was never a reporter or colleague that dared speak about it in her presence, especially if Lupin was around.

”I think you forget that this very expensive ring on your left finger obligates you to me. And I don’t enjoy hearing that my fiancé is off gallivanting into the night with less than savory characters,” Lupin finally murmured to her as they stopped in the lobby, careful for any eavesdroppers that would leak their little bickering into the press. Chiyoko had the ability to make anything disappear - hell, it was the reason she and Diana had become close - but it was such a tedious task.

Still, she would have a little fun, raising her eyebrow at him. ”Priyanka Aarush is an unsavory character?” Chiyoko’s voice was innocent, but her eyes were shooting daggers into him. She knew exactly what she was doing, bringing up Priya. Due to her family’s status, there was never an objection to Chiyoko’s friendship with Priya. She never failed to remind him that she was a powerful asset to be on good terms with, so that she could stay close to the sun elf for as long as she could. Her family wasn’t too fond of Priya hanging out with shifters, but at least Chiyoko was a representative’s fiancé; they were none the wiser to the kitsune’s actual influence on their daughter, and she hoped to keep it that way.

But neither Chiyoko nor Lupin liked to be wrong, especially Lupin, even if he knew all too well how stubborn she could be. ”You know who I was talking about. That Mercury woman is a terrible influence. Is she the one dragging you out to all of these parties?” Lupin asked.

”She's my client,” Chiyoko answered simply. Playing these games with him became boring quickly, and she walked into the main group of guests to end their argument. He wouldn’t dare fight with her in front of his supporters and had to play a part just as she did. Before she could enter, she felt him grab her hand, though it was more gentle than the statement he’d just made. ”Don’t make me worry so much, kit. Go enjoy the party with your little friends,” Lupin pulled her in, kissing her forehead. For all his annoyances, he wasn’t interested in involving her in his work, which allowed Chiyoko plenty of free time to pursue her legal work - and pretty women who came by in her line of work.

As if reading her thoughts, a text message from the very person she wanted to be with tonight popped on her screen. She couldn’t help but grin; Priya was already waiting for her to arrive. Chiyoko was aware of the ceremonies that the sun elves put on during Solstice, so she wasn’t sure if she would be able to see Priya today. Kitsune only celebrated the festival as everyone else did, but it was customary to wear all white during any event. The younger of the packs, especially the yako, took it as an excuse to party once the night fell and the moon was bright. Special kitsune moonshine that didn’t affect their shifting was center stage, illusions danced in the air in their own little world that they made for themselves.

Before Chiyoko befriended her current group, she was often in the heart of those parties and one of the last to leave. But she hadn’t gone in a long time. She could have made other plans too, found where Diana had gone to party or called up Ziran for some company, but meeting with Priya was the best outcome. While she was fond of both of the other women, Priya had quickly taken up most of her attention and affection. Everything just seemed a little better when she was with her walking sunshine.

’Don’t pout, pretty girl. I was just leaving.’


”Miss Ito, my dear, shouldn’t a young thing like you be enjoying the Solstice by now? There’s no need to stay all cooped up with us old folk, is there?” The host of the party finally made his rounds to Chiyoko, reaching for the kitsune’s hand and pressing a kiss against her knuckles. There were a lot of things she put up with to stay at Lupin’s side, including playing nice with his supporters. It was amusing how they saw her only as the young, charming fiancé of Lupin when she’d already lived on this earth for over a hundred years. ”I wouldn’t want to make my exit too early. What would you all think of me?”

Like she would even care. She was very aware of who she was, as a person and as a kitsune, so the opinions of others never bothered her. ”We’d think that you’re someone that’s enjoying their youth! Mr. Wandeross, you’re not keeping the poor girl here, are you?”

Lupin had locked into another conversation, and barely had time to give Chiyoko a roll of his eyes before waving her off. ”Don’t worry about him. He likes these kinds of events, talking to his supporters. I have friends who’d like my company tonight,” Chiyoko came to Lupin’s defense, wishing the host well and making her exit before she could be pulled into another conversation. As she made it outside, she looked through her contacts for a specific name. Once it landed on Dakoda Montour, she sent off a message.

’Leaving an event with the wolf. You think I could have a prettier one come pick me up? Your boss wants to see me.’

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Others may have looked forward to the festivities surrounding the Solstice but to Crowley it didn't hold any importance. The day would've past like any other if not for the possible complications the celebrations in the city would cause him and his work.

Crowley had been employed by the Aarush family to protect and watch over their eldest daughter, Priyanka Aarush. The sun elf heiress had proven a handful to others in her security detail, disappearing and engaging in all kinds of 'inappropriate behavior'. After several such incidents Crowley had been recommended to the Aarush family and subsequently employed.

The job had proven to be difficult, especially with the intervention of Priya's many friends. Unfortunately for her and them, Crowley was much more tenacious and difficult to handle than those who were previously in her security detail. He had an uncanny knack of locating her and was highly capable of dealing with more direct 'confrontational' tactics.

After the two learned that the other wouldn't be easy to deal with they formed a tacit understanding between them. As long as Crowley could perform his duties and Priya presented her desired itinerary, including questionable events such as 'parties', to them beforehand they would try their best to accommodate her. The heiress would still try to push the boundaries of such agreements but Crowley and the rest of her security detail did their best to keep her from endangering herself.

One such questionable event was the nightly festivities at The Nest. Crowley wasn't fond of the place considering most of his experiences there were while he was working. He didn't understand the appeal of the eclectic 'treasures' surrounding them or the hedonistic individuals lounging there.

Crowley and Dakoda followed closely behind Priya as they arrived at the infamous Nest, after attending the more traditional celebrations earlier that day. As they approached the entrance Priya's eyes filled with excitement while Crowley sighed and rubbed his head preemptively for the headache he would most likely have. She then said, “Oh my god, aren’t you so excited?” Linking her arms with Crowley and Dakoda afterwards.

“Don't know why I would be. Are we leaving early?” Crowley replied completely deadpan before looking away before he saw whether or not Priya pouted towards him. These small interactions between the two had taken a while to form, due to the nature of their relationship, but the two were more or less friendly unless one made things difficult for the other.

Shortly afterwards the group was just outside The Nest, where they were greeted by Nia near the entrance. Priya and Nia shared a small greeting before Priya entered the building, leaving her security detail behind. Crowley sighed as he had planned to take a small smoke break outside with Nia but Priya probably knew what he was thinking and decided to leave before he could. Not to be outdone by her Crowley pulled out a cigarette case from inner breast pocket, lighting a cigarette on the already burning end of Nia's cigarette.

After lighting his cigarette Crowley took a small drag before saying, “Thanks.” He then shared a nod with Nia before heading inside. Before fully entering he turned around and said towards Dakoda, “I'll continue watching over the heiress. You can take a small break if you want, it has been a busy day. Just be ready in case anything happens.”

Once inside Crowley spent a short time before spotting where Priya had run off to. She was greeting the pair of Diana and Kayleigh. Before approaching the group Crowley decided to finish his newly lit cigarette, knowing that Priya would complain if he didn't. Finding a seat among the many in The Nest near the group he carefully watched over Priya, observing her and those around her.

He noticed that Priya had sent a message from a magical contraption on her wrist. Crowley wasn't very knowledgeable about magical technology due to the fact he couldn't wield most if any of it. Taking out an old retro-tech messenger, Crowley messaged Koda that Priya had most likely sent a message to someone and to keep an eye out for any black-listed individuals.

A short distance away an individual had taken out a magical camera of some sort and was aiming it towards Priya and her friends. Not knowing whether it was paparazzi aiming for a sneak peek at the heiress or the influencer, Crowley maneuvered behind them before touching the camera. Once his hand touched the magical device the camera began to malfunction and broke in the unlucky person's hands. Crowley then put out his cigarette on the person's shoulder before saying, “Careful now. Wouldn't want to lose something more precious than that camera tonight, would you?”

The unlucky fellow started to run towards the main entrance, leaving the broken remnants of their camera behind. Crowley stomped on the largest remnant, crushing it under his feet, while walking towards Priya and her group. By the time he arrived he overheard Priya say, “By the way, did I mention how hot you both are tonight?”

Silently Crowley approached and then stood closely behind Priya. With as little emotion as possible and with a tired tone he said, “Don't believe you did but I could be mistaken. Unlikely but possible.” He then closely looked towards the pair before continuing, “I would have to agree with your observation and conclusion.”


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The Solstice was one of the best nights of the year for sirens. With parties happening across the city, everyone would be indulging in all of their vices for just one night. Most of the time, a siren wouldn't even need to lure anyone in to encourage them to do foolish things. A walk through the city was enough as they surrounded themselves with people too intoxicated to know better. And oh, if you wanted to find someone to tempt... there were so many options. It was heaven on Earth for their kind.

Diana always adored the Solstice. The city shone with lights that reflected off of bodies and the glitter that coated those bodies. Drinks poured readily, and it was so easy to find someone to focus your attention on for a night. Not to mention, it wasn't hard to find a really good party. The main thing on nights like this was to find somewhere you could have fun. Her inbox was always filled with invitations to parties hosted by brands and other influencers. It was somewhat known in the industry that the party to be at was whatever one Diana Mercury showed up to. People would offer her money, an unlimited bar tab, the best hotel room in the city, whatever the hell she wanted. She had the world in front of her.

But those parties were sterile, clean, boring, even when they claimed they wouldn’t be. There were too many people there that were too worried about their reputations, too many cameras around, too many prying eyes. Everyone was much more worried about how it would look on Instagram instead of actually having fun; and so, they were very definitely not Diana’s type of party. So when she’d heard of a party at the Nest, she’d messaged Kayleigh right away to begin planning their evening.

Kayleigh had been hanging out on Koda’s couch that evening, just trying to figure out what she would be doing. It wasn’t like her to not go out for the Solstice, but she didn’t want to go to just any party, she wanted to go to one where she knew people and she knew shit would get fucked up.

The Solstice was the time of year where everyone gave in to their wildest dreams and succumbed to the dark side, the kind of realm that Kayleigh lived in constantly. Once filled with chaos and shenanigans. Kayleigh thrived in the party scene, which is probably why working at the campus bar was such a good fit for her.

Luckily her prayers were answered when she got a message from Diana. Instantly her face lit up and the brunette sat up on the couch cushion intently into her phone conversation at this point.

She had sent a couple of messages back and forth to Diana and they had agreed upon getting ready at Diana’s place so Kayleigh immediately started to pack up her makeup and a couple of outfit options as well as some shoes. She was not going to come unprepared because if any night was the night to look absolutely stunning, it was tonight.

Kay had hailed a ride to take her over to Diana’s place and instantly just walked in the front door. “Hey, Di! Are you ready to get crazy, because you know I am!” She said with an excited tone but rather calm demeanor.

The girl walked at a fast pace as she normally did and made her way into the residence of her dear friend. “I picked out a couple of outfit options, I will lay them out for you and if really need be I will try them on to get a better vibe or opinion.” She said kind of talking fast, but it was typical of her. “I want to look hot, no questions asked.” The brunette started and immediately found a mirror to sit in front of to do her makeup.

“Any ideas of what you wanna go out in yet?” She asked, turning to look over in Diana’s direction.

Diana didn’t even look up as Kayleigh came in, talking a hundred miles an hour, only grinned at the presence of her best friend. She was standing in front of her own wardrobe, contemplating her options with a glass of champagne in one hand. “You always look hot, darling,” she said lightly. “And I’m sure you’ll look amazing in everything.”

At the question of what she wanted to wear, she grinned. “Like you, my goal is to look hot,” she said. “But of course, this is a Solstice party, so it’s got to be somewhat glamorous. So it’s all about striking that balance,” she mused, before reaching into her wardrobe and pulling out a fur coat and a short, tight, little black dress, and holding them up to her. She turned back to Kayleigh. “I think this should do nicely. So come on, let’s see some of your options.” She poured Kayleigh a glass of champagne and made her way across the room, handing her friend the glass before turning back to examine the outfits in front of her. “These are all gorgeous, Kayleigh, and you’ll look wonderful in all of them,” she said genuinely. “Which one is your favourite? We’ll start from there,” she suggested.

Kayleigh watched Diana as she pulled out what she was going to wear and immediately gasped. “Di, stunning, you will look as hot as the sun itself.” The brunette said with a bit of laughter at the joke she had just made. It wasn’t common that she would make those kinds of jokes, but she was feeling happy and excited today, that was for sure.

She accepted the drink and began to drink while applying eyeliner steadily. Kay looked back over to Diana and the options she laid out on the couch. One of them was more of a formal dress, but it was long form-fitting, and a black dress with different aspects of jewels and dazzle. Then there was just a very casual option of a mid-length dress, and lastly her favourite option.

“Well my favourite one is the short black dress, to show off my legs, but also keep me relatively cool as the place gets crowded with more individuals. But then I was going to pair them with a nice black open toe heel, I have it there with it. I just don’t have anything to make it go ‘wow’ but let me try it on.” She said before getting up from her spot on the floor.

Kayleigh had no shame in getting changed in front of her friends, so immediately she let her shorts slide down to the floor so she could kick them off and then grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt and slide it off, picking up the strappy, v-neck black little dress and slid it on over her head. The dress had an uneven hemline to it and was almost a handkerchief cut.

“Then I was just thinking of doing a classy low bun by the nape of my neck kind of thing. Might make it more dramatic if I get really drunk and want to shake it out or something.” She said with a bit of a laugh and did a couple of quarter turns of her shoulders to get some views of the back of her dress.

At the comment of how hot she’d look, Diana blew Kayleigh a kiss, before laughing a little. She nodded as Kayleigh explained her outfit options, sipping at her champagne the whole time. She also had liked the little black dress; it was simple but striking, and she knew Kayleigh had the figure to pull it off flawlessly; a reminder she got as Kayleigh stripped off to get changed.

She nodded appreciatively as Kayleigh pulled on the dress. It was stunning as was, showing off the other woman’s legs amazingly. “Honestly, darling, I think your good looks and those amazing legs are all that that dress needs to make it pop. Everyone at the party will be positively falling at your feet when you show up looking like that, trust me. You look stunning,” she assured, as she began to get changed herself.

Kayleigh winked at Diana and flipped her hair over her shoulder with a bit of a laugh. This is why getting ready with Di was one of her favourite pastimes, even if they were just getting dressed up to take pictures for their socials. Kayleigh was a damn good photographer if she did say so herself. Downing the rest of the champagne in her glass, she made a bit of a face and set the glass down in the kitchen. Champagne was never something you should just down, but Kayleigh wanted to waste no time.

After the pair had made sure they were party-ready and took their pre-party selfies and pictures, the two were on the way to the Nest. Upon entering the nest they were greeted by Priya immediately. The girl’s arms wrapped around Diana from behind as she spoke.

“Hey babies,” Priya smiled at both Diana and Kayleigh. “What I miss? Anything good?”

“Hey girl!” Kayleigh said with a big smile on her face. “You missed an awesome pre-drink and get ready.”

Diana grinned as they finally made their way into the party, scanning the room around them in search of more familiar faces. She passed Nia with nothing more than a friendly smile and a nod, not even considering stopping. It wasn’t what either of them needed right then.

Instead, they found themselves in the main party, and Diana smiled as she felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around her waist. For a moment, Priya seemed distracted as she looked out at the room. And then her attention came back to Diana and Kayleigh, and Diana decided to let it go. At her compliment, she smiled, lifting a hand to cup Priya’s face from the side. “I could say the same for you, my darling,” she said.

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The Solstice had been one of Percy's favorite days of the year since he was little. Young, curious eyes would watch out the bay window of his living room, the windows thrown wide open so he could listen to the music and watch the fireworks light up the air. Each year never ceased to amaze him, and the need to be in the middle of the chaos grew stronger each passing year. There were so many different customs and experiences between all the different species, but this one day of the year they all seemed to blend into one big crowd of magic. It was a fascinating experience to observe, all the different costumes and music and dancing and food; Percy could write a whole book on the festivities of Solstice. He always felt especially drawn to magic species more on this day than any other, as his heart yearned harder to be one of them. Being a human in a world of magic was arguably the most boring thing to be, in Percy’s mind.

Percy's parents, like most humans, did not have a special connection to the Solstice. Frankly, The Lawless couple were not big on magic in general - which was uncommon in their world of magic - so the Solstice was just another day for the whole family. It felt like a cruel and unusual punishment, having the very people that created him have no interest in magic or celebrating the Solstice. Once Percy was older and could venture out on his own, he decided that he would celebrate this day as proudly as the other species did. In fact, it was on a past Solstice that Percy had wandered into the Nest.

The Nest always seemed to glow even brighter on the day of Solstice, and the people he met inside changed his life.

Ziran Chao was always offering him soups or remedies for his symptoms, and after offering whatever he could to repay her for her kindness, they'd set up an agreement to take a few shifts at her shop. And Briar Ambrose was quite possibly one of the most interesting people he'd ever met, enjoying all of her stories of growing up in the fae realm and her indulgence of his overflowing curiosity. Not to mention the Nest's host, Arlo Daylee, was another who indulged his endless questions, so he would often be trailing behind Arlo or Briar spitting off whatever came to mind.

He met Wren at the nest too. She seemed to fill every missing part of him, and her presence grounded him in the curiosity-peaking world of magic. It felt like a sudden romance, replacing overwhelming thoughts of what all Percy had missed by being sick and human, replacing it with happy memories they shared together since starting to date and thinking of her when they weren't together. He never felt like a nuisance to her.

This year being at the Nest with Wren and his friends was the perfect place to escape after what happened with his parents a few days ago.

His parents had always insisted that they wouldn't involve magic in the search for a remedy to Percy's mysterious illness. To them, there was surely something in standard medicine that would cure him. Growing tired of the constant messages of 'we don't know what's wrong with him', he decided to research magical medicine on his own. He met Ziran at the Nest, and though her remedies did well to manage his symptoms, there was still a nagging feeling that there was a root cause that everyone was missing.

After study whatever books he could find of magical illnesses, he happened to hear about Cyrus Dumonte and his mother. Cyrus was a common guest at the Nest, and he trusted anyone he met there more than someone looking to take advantage of a naïve human. Convincing his parents to join him wasn't an easy task, especially since Percy hadn't seen his father Barclay in weeks. The air was tense between the three as they sat at Penny Dumonte's table, and dissolved into lawlessness as Penny told them Percy wasn't their child.

Percy knew better than to cross a witch, but his parents were a different story. They ignored the deadly seriousness in her eyes as they adamantly denied her claim and labelled her a scammer. They were also quick to assure Percy that he was their child, but the way the witch had looked at him when they left, it was difficult to doubt her words. He played those words on repeat in his mind, wanting to believe that she wouldn't lie to him just for a quick coin, but fighting with the same thoughts that Barclay and Constance were his only family and wouldn't lie to him either. It was too painful to think that they'd hidden such an important aspect of his life, the possible pathway to a cure, just so he would believe that he was truly their son. And if he wasn't, could it mean that he wasn't human either?

Percy holed up in the Nest for the next few days after the incident, hoping against hope that he would see Cyrus and ask him if his mother was telling the truth. After the insults his parents threw her way, he was unsure that any attempt to find out what the witch really knew was likely ruined, but he had a hard time letting go of it. This felt like the first real step towards the truth he'd ever gotten, and he didn't want to believe it could be ripped away from him so easily.

The only time he left the Nest was to change for the Solstice. If anything would make him feel better, it would be the event he looked forward to the most every year. All of his friends would be together, and he and Wren promised to meet up at the Nest later that day. Once he had everything put together, he almost made it out the house, but a weak voice called his name as he was halfway out the door. "You haven't been home since..." His mother stopped, knowing mentioning the meeting would only upset him, "Are you sure you don't want to stay for dinner? Your father made-"

"I'm going to see my friends. I just came home to change," He interrupted before she could continue, and left before it could turn into an actual argument. He was old enough now to make his own decisions, and getting stuck with his parents over an awkward dinner would only ruin his Solstice experience this year.

Sitting in his favorite chair with his favorite person made his thoughts calm down enough that Percy actually managed to nod off for a moment. After running on depleting adrenaline for several days, his body finally caved in to sleep, at least for a little bit. As the Nest started to awaken with party guests and music, Percy blinked back awake and sat up in the chair for a moment, and then settled back in with Wren. "Are you excited? The party is just getting started here," Percy said to her with a grin, his arms settled comfortably around her.

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The solstice was a day and night of festivities and tradition throughout Ariosas whether you were human or not. While the fae and other species all had their own ways of celebrating the wondrous occasion, the wolves in specific would come alive with the buzzing energy from the powerful full moon that would replace the sun in the sky above them tonight. Shining a pinkish-orange, mimicking the solstice sun from the day, the atmosphere was to be alit. Depending on the small packs scattered about, the ones underneath the great Ahiga will fill the forest and woods all around Ariosas with chants, songs, dance, and howls until morning. As for Dakoda, the young wolf spent her day in high spirits guarding her favorite client, dancing along with all the vendors, dropping bucks on little stuff here and there before attending Priya’s parent’s solstice celebration. It was one of her favorite holidays to spend with them since she was hired a little over two years ago. The dancing, the music, the culture were all exciting to her. Now that those festivities were done and over with, all three of them, Priya, herself, and Crowley headed off towards the nest for the real fun, though she wouldn’t say it too loud near him.

She watched, with a big ole smile on her lips as the little sun elf practically pranced down the passage towards the nest, sparkling underneath the streetlamps. Koda had to fight the urge to skip and dance down the street right alongside her with the energy buzzing through her as well, but with Crowley next to her, she didn’t wanna be scolded for being unprofessional. It was a good idea not to push it so early into the night but there were absolutely no promises for later on. “Oh my god, aren’t you so excited?” Priya brimmed, hooking arms with the two of them. Dakoda gave her a large wolfy grin, practically overflowing with excitement. A part of her wasn’t sure if it was the moon that was affecting her, or that holidays like these don’t happen every day, OR that Priya basically got her parents to let her go to this party with just some tears and puppy dog eyes. With the addition of her guards tagging along. Ah, how she was so grateful for Priya being in her life.

“Don't know why I would be. Are we leaving early?” Crowley said, his deadpan face earning a small suppressed snort from Dakoda. “That’s actually funny, dude.” she briefly replied, abruptly turning her head back forwards, a familiar scent catching the wolf’s attention, almost inviting her in. It was followed by the smell of cigarette smoke. As the nest came into sight, even from afar, Dakoda already knew exactly who they were approaching by the scent. A face she grew very fond of, Niamh Monaghan.

Priya greeted them as she skipped her way past, into the nest, leaving her and Crowley to follow suit but not without receiving their own greetings. Dakoda beamed back, giving them a once-over coupled with an impish look after. “I could say the same,” For some reason, her heart raced a little upon having them compliment her look. The day was so long already, Dakoda almost forgot about the outfit she had on, surprised that the gold paint adorning her arms and shoulders was still going strong, with no smudges. After the eventful morning, attending the sun elves' celebration and now beginning the real party at the nest, she was both lucky and grateful for the moon’s boost of serotonin, and Nia’s boost in her confidence.

Crowley lit his cigarette and began heading in, turning to face the two briefly, “I'll continue watching over the heiress. You can take a small break if you want, it has been a busy day. Just be ready in case anything happens.” nodding happily, accepting his offer Dakoda shrugged, smiling nonchalantly. “I guess my party is starting out here.”

Niamh couldn't help but grin slightly as Crowley had lit one of his own cigarettes, using the burning embers of theirs, which was returned with a small nod of their head as Crowley made his way inside of The Nest, following after Priya. They couldn't help but feel ever so slightly bad for the poor guy. But that moment of grief was short-lived as Nia turned back to face Koda, giving the werewolf a small grin as she spoke. Complimenting the attire the Succubus had decided to wear, which was a bit last minute, and Nia only ended up deciding on it due to their aunt Amanda helping in the end. But good to know it wasn't such a bad idea.

A small chuckle escaped their lips when Koda declared that the party for her anyway, would begin out here. Giving a small shrug of their shoulders for a moment, "Well...Inside is great and all but, I do have to admit. Just a bit stuffy in there, even without all of what I got going on, up here." they mused, pointing to their temple for a moment. Taking a short drag of the cigarette for another moment. "So..." Nia awkwardly began, taking a moment to pause as if to think of what they were going to say next, "-How hard was it actually getting that guy to come here, anyway? I swear, if he keeps frowning like that, he's gonna get age lines before he knows it." Nia said with a small chuckle and smile, and a bit of an overdone roll of their eyes.

“Hmm, that crowded, huh? “ Dakoda replied, relating to them in her own head. Settling herself against the wall next to them, Koda looked up at the clear night sky, watching the stars twinkle as Nia took a drag. It was comfortable just being next to them, but the cigarette smoke tickled her nose for a moment, causing Koda to let out a tiny sneeze. She never minded the smell or smoke, it just sometimes tickled her nose. Her head turned towards Nia as they began to speak again, their small laugh softening her gaze. “Surprisingly, not that hard for once. I mean he’s not happy about it but, my goal is to at least convince him into taking a shot with me tonight. Who knows? He might loosen up a little,” a soft chuckle escaped her lips. The chances of that were very slim but the wolf could only hope, right?

Niamh gave a small nod as Koda explained how it wasn’t that hard getting Crowley to come to the party, all things considered. But he wasn’t exactly happy about it. “Well that’s a total shocker-” the Succubus quipped back under their breath. If they knew Crowley enough, it was that he was so hard to read, even with their innate ability of reading emotion simply being beside someone. They had also noticed how the smoke was affecting Koda, and after one last drag, they stomped it out under their boot. Watching as the sparks turned to ash within seconds.

Dakoda stifled her short laugh upon hearing her friend’s quip. “Right?” From the side of her peripheral Koda watched as Nia put out their cigarette. They didn’t have to, Koda didn’t really mind, her nose would’ve gotten over it but she appreciated their gesture still. Shaking her head slightly, grinning she reached into her pants pocket pulling out a little black tobacco tin but instead of cigarettes, there were her pre-rolled blunts. Pulling one out, she pressed it to her lips, turning to face Nia. “Mind if I get a light?”

Looking back over at Koda as she spoke, requesting a light. They retrieved the small black lighter from within their pocket, easily setting it alight. The dull ember glow at the end was all the signal they needed. “There ya go, m’lady.” the Succubus said with a small wink before leaning back against the wall. Their eyes occasionally drifting back off into the night sky. “So, how long do you bet it’ll be before you get called back inside? I bet like, maybe ten minutes.” they said with a small smirk.



“Why thank you, my good sir,” Koda replied, in her best British accent, following their wink with a small grin in return as she pulled away to lean back against the wall. She took a long and deep drag from her blunt, making sure the smoke lingered in her lungs for longer than one would with nicotine. breathing out a small puff of smoke, the rest being absorbed by her lungs, Koda breathed out a sigh she didn’t realize she was holding in. It was relieving as she stretched her arms towards the sky on her tippy toes, some things popping here and there while listening to Nia. “Well,” she began, before stretching. “I’ll give it five if I’m lucky enough.” She commented between holding the blunt in her mouth and settling back down from being on her tippy toes. She took a few more puffs from it before holding it out to Nia.

Niamh only gave a small nod as they were thanked, pocketing the lighter once more. There was a small pause as Koda had stretched, and then she began to give her answer for how long she bet it would take for something to go wrong. Stifling a small chuckle, Nia nodded, “You’re right, ten is too generous-” an eyebrow arched upward as the blunt was offered to them.

They blinked for a moment, as if internally having to make the so hard decision of taking it or not. The choice really wasn’t that hard. Niamh gave a small nod, before gently taking the blunt from her friends hand, pressing it to their lips as they took a long enough inhale- they’d repay it later-, held it for a moment, eyes closed, before exhaling slowly through their nose and mouth with an audible sigh. The smoking coming out as if it were that from a dragon. A soft chuckle escaped Nia before they handed the blunt back to Koda, “Greatly appreciated, mate.” they said with a small smile.

“Everyone needs to take a hit or two a day, the world might be a better place-“ Koda pondered the idea for a moment, taking the blunt from Nia with a small nod when they offered it back. “Actually, scratch that, we don’t need a shortage of snacks.” She half-laughed, as she pulled the blunt back up to her lips, taking a few short puffs. Unconsciously, Koda began focusing on the music that thumped from within, it was hard to miss the rhythm with ears like hers, and it made her slightly bounce on her toes. She was feeling the slight pressure behind her eyes, the corners of her mouth wanting to pull up into a small smile, the moon, and weed beginning to mingle. Dakoda smothered out the blunt halfway, tucking it back into her tin and popping a piece of gum into her mouth. Save that puppy for later. Turning back towards Nia, she smiled her goofy little smile up at them pushing up onto her tippy-toes trying to close the height between them. “So, you wanna-” she began, but before she could finish her sentence, Dakoda’s watch lit up by her side, quickly catching her attention.

Reading Chiyoko’s message, a wicked grin appeared on her lips, oh this was going to be fun. “Well, that didn’t take long at all,” she mentioned, looking back up at them. “What was that? Like. . .” Koda counted in her head for a moment. “Twelve minutes?”, she said, shaking her head slightly still in good spirits.

Niamh had somehow been a bit surprised by Koda suddenly piped up again, this time facing them, and was a little closer. A slightly nervous smile creased their lips for a moment, but a soft sigh instead took over as Koda looked down at her watch. Clearly, she got called away, and sure enough, Koda confirmed it by announcing how long it took.

With a small nod and chuckle, Niamh spoke, "True. Must be a record by now." looking down for a moment, Nia cleared their throat, "We can uh, we can catch back up whenever you get back from taking care of business. I'll probably be inside so, just look around and I'm sure you'll find me later." they gave Koda a small wink and nod, before pushing away from the wall and made their way into The Nest.

“Don’t worry, I will.” She replied, sending them off with a little wave and smile before turning on her heel, and starting down towards her apartment once Nia disappeared back into the nest. As she paced down the street, Dakoda pulled up Priyas contact on her watch and shot her a message.

Pri-Pri: I’m going to go fetch. I’m going to tell Crowley that I lost my wallet along the path and went to retrace my steps real quick. Need anything while I’m out?

Pressing send, Dakoda pulled up another contact and shot Crowley a quick audio message through her watch.

“Hey, I think I lost my wallet on the path here. I’m going to retrace my steps real quick.” The watch let out a soft beep signaling the end of the message. Just to sell it though, Koda added a, “hopefully I find it soon. I took out a decent amount of cash for the festivities today.” She made sure to sound a bit worried but equally annoyed before sending that off to him as well.

The last contact she pulled up was Chiyoko. Making time, she typed out a message while periodically dancing around people walking on the same side of the street as her. All without looking up, her ears helped with that also.

Kit-Kat: From one wolf to another, you just love to dabble with the dangerous people huh? I’m on my way, give me fifteen.

After sending her last message, Dakoda took her keys out of her pocket, approaching her apartment. Instead of heading inside though, the wolf veered towards her left, to where her bike was parked on the street. She crossed her leg over, hopping on, and stuck the key into the ignition, the all-black metal steer roaring to life once she turned it on. She let it run for a minute, letting it heat up before taking off, tearing down the street.

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Character Portrait: Kayleigh Walsh Character Portrait: Diana Mercury Character Portrait: Priyanka Aarush Character Portrait: Ziran Chao Character Portrait: Crowley
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The party had been going on for a good hour when Ziran finally made her entrance. Despite the Solstice being a worldwide holiday, she wouldn’t be Ziran unless she squeezed in a few extra hours of work. She’d been kind enough to give all of her employees the day off, but it didn’t mean that medicine didn’t still need to be delivered or that partygoers wouldn’t want something to take the edge off. As much as she enjoyed her business, there seemed to be a disconnect between holiday and service wherein a handful of people still expected Tian Guan to be open despite the exceptions being made for nearly every other industry. Lucky for her, nobody expected her to be punctual so she took all the time she needed getting ready.

With burgundy lipstick, painted nails, and an endlessly spacious clutch, she exited her cab with all the flourish of an A-List celebrity. The outside of the Nest was sprawling with young party hoppers and paparazzi hoping to catch a glimpse of Ariosas’ elite.

Her friends were already inside and presumably on their way to getting absolutely wasted so she made sure to take an extra shot of whisky before arriving and a pill to reduce her Asian glow.

“Ziran! Did you get my email about partnering up?” one man asked, sliding next to her and pointing towards his phone.

Before she could answer however, a younger woman piped in.

“What’s your relationship with Arlo Daylee?” she asked before flashing a photo, "is it true you're supplying him with-"

Holding back an eyeroll, she smiled before answering.

“Today is the Solstice, everyone. Let's focus on celebrating before talking business.”

Large gatherings weren’t new territory for her. The Chao family was known for their lavish galas, inviting everyone from immediate family to business partners to friends of friends so long as they weren't paparazzi. It wasn’t uncommon for Chao parties to double as networking events, often leading to partnerships (both business and otherwise).

That was where the similarities ended however.

Her family didn’t look too kindly on recreational drugs, finding them to be a crutch compared to other types of stress relief. Granted, alcohol was still allowed on the basis of being considered a food rather than a narcotic. The level of alcohol consumption alone would be enough to make her father shudder. She didn't want to think about how the rest of the Nest's behavior would reflect on her if she made a fool of herself at the party.

Weaving her way into the crowd, Ziran spotted Priya along with two other parts of the infamous “Ariosas Girl Squad.” It was hard to miss the elven princess in her summery glory. Even among the extravagant decor, her brilliance was impossible to obscure and the Chao woman adored her for it.

“Hello, hello! Sorry I’m late everyone! Work was absolutely swamped today” she announced after approaching the four, “and I would absolutely love to grab a drink."

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The solstice was easily the biggest event of the year, and this would be Wrenz’s first year observing it outside of goblin fashion. While she was glad to have integrated herself into a group that viewed her like any other miscellaneous member of the fae, there was a pang of guilt as she passed over some of the more traditional goblin dressings for the occasion. The solstice was a day of celebration and remembrance, and goblins didn’t do celebrations halfway. People didn’t see the gems and trappings as beautiful or awe-inspiring like they viewed traditional elven garb. Still, her heritage showed through to anyone who knew the signs in her multiple pairs of earrings and excessive bracelets that announced her every movement. Some things are too precious to give up.

She felt excessively lucky- when word came out that she had an outside party to attend for the solstice Sild had started scouring for something fantastic for her to wear, and found it in a dumpster near the theater. Someone’s costume had a malfunction at the end of a show, and the goblins gave it new life for one of their own. After tonight, Wrenz would hold on to the jumpsuit until it came time to bestow it on someone else who needed a piece that stood out. That was their way.

The nest wasan intoxicating place- Wren had come into this life during the past year, and she’d cherished every moment, every shoulder brush with someone full of magic and light and life. It had been the best year of her life, and she’d felt reinvigorated for the first time since she’d lost her parents. Then there was Percy… Wrenz felt like they had something special simmering there, but she didn’t know how long that would last. Relationships with a foundation of half-truths couldn’t be built to last.

The day of the solstice was spent sitting and fretting over every little bit of her appearance. Not being there with the clan wasn’t a big deal. She was with them for the same reason they were with her- survival. Every goblin understands that the family you need is the one you create for yourself. Friendships are paramount to survival, and you have to nurture the ones past your front door just the same as the ones at the hearth of your home.

As Wrenz pinned up her hair, she couldn’t help but wonder if she was making the right decisions in life. Sure, playing dress-up and pretending her name was Wren made life a hell of a lot easier, but she had to live with the constant fear that something would go wrong and she would be exposed. So she checked and double checked that her tail was properly secured and hidden away, made sure to remind herself not to smile too widely, and reminded herself not to get too wasted. She had to stay in control.

But sitting with Percy before the party, she felt so totally comfortable and content as he drifted away. She was glad enough to let him sleep for a while- the gods knew he needed the rest- but couldn’t say she was upset when he woke. ”Are you excited?” Percy asked, and Wren couldn’t contain the laughter that bubbled up from her chest.

”I’ve never been to a real solstice party before,” She confessed, her fingers working almost on their own accord to to muss up and re-settle Percy’s hair, ”I’m thrilled.” She smiled and, to hide the wide grin that threatened to break across her face, leaned in to plant a kiss on Percy’s jaw. ”I couldn’t think of a better person to celebrate with.”

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While others were celebrating the day, Cy and his mother were at work. Solstice was a powerful day of magic, creating a cosmic energy that one could harness. They had ingredients to harvest, potions to at various process levels, artifacts charging - sun up to sun down Penny had Cy running around nonstop. They might not have had much income today but they increased their asset value tenfold within the span of a few hours.

“Alrigh then that’s everything,” Cy said as he hung up the last bunny blossom. “Imma head out, ma.”

“Excuse you -” Penny called from her work station, her head peeking out into the door frame.

Cyrus gave her a sly smile. Her hair was still piled atop her head, wrapped in a scarf to keep it out of her face as she worked. Penny rarely rested, usually only in her chair facing the door, and only after drifting off to sleep. Cyrus was a hard worker but he didn’t think his mother’s work ethic was healthy.

“Please, rest.” Cy came around to kiss her atop her forehead. Though she was the mother, they’d always both taken care of one another. She waved him off, slapping his chest lightly at the suggestion. He knew she would refuse, but no harm trying.

“Alright then, Cy. Have fun - and don’t make any enemies.” She hollered the last part after him as he left, Cyrus laughing as he closed the door behind him. Though he had no intentions to piss anyone off tonight, he couldn’t say the same for Arturo. Cyrus lived within walking distance of The Cavern. He didn’t bother texting Turo to see if he was there, he usually was.

The celebration wasn’t as rampant this part of the city, more just fuck ups getting fucked up than any actual celebrating. Cyrus kept his hands in his pockets as he walked, always looking around to make sure nobody creeped up behind him. You could never be too safe around these parts. When he reached the bar he didn’t need to look around, already knowing where Arturo would be.

Bent low over the table, Arturo lined up his stick with the dinged up cue ball ahead of him. Some ass-head satyr was perched on the other side of the table, an unearned shit-eating grin plastered across his goat face. Arturo roiled at the idea that the guy thought he was good enough to beat him, but the satyr was in town for the solstice clearly had no idea who he’d pitted himself against. He had a half mind to shove the stick up his hairy ass and mop the floor with him, then find someone worth playing with for a change. But the satyr had bet real gold- something only the fae creatures did on special occasions- and Turo wasn’t about to pass that up.

The cue ball ricocheted off the side and pulled in two strips, tallying up the grizzlies score to over half. He sent a toothy shifter grin across the table and wandered around to his next line up, pausing momentarily when he glanced Cy making his way over.

“Yer so late I assumed ya weren’t comin” He called out in way of greeting, focusing back on the table again.

Cy laughed off Arturo’s remark, waving a hand dismissively as he went to the bar to buy himself and Arturo a pint and a shot. Though liquor tended to make the grizzly side of Turo come out, Cyrus was in the mood for shenanigans. He eyed the satyr Arturo was playing as he approached the table, sliding their drinks onto a nearby table.

“Who’s the sucker you managed to rope into waging a bet against you?” Cy asked loud enough for the satyr to hear, offering Arturo one of the shots.

Arturo hit another strip in and grinned, his competitor’s smirk quickly turning into a scowl, “Some fuck head in town for the solstice.” He made eye contact with the satyr as he down his shot and chased it with half the beer, then turned back to Cyrus, “You buying me shots like a cheap hooker means I should probably wrap this shit up fast. Do we have somewhere to be?”

“Hey - I’m just trying to catch up. Ya mans been working all day. We can’t all spend our days being degenerates.” Cyrus mimicked dusting off his own shoulder, sliding his now empty shot glass next to Arturo’s. He grabbed his beer, watching as Arturo wolfed down half his pint some of the beer dribbling down the sides of his mouth. Cy shook his head, laughing to himself. “You’re a fucking animal, man.”

The grin that spread across his face was pure animal, that sort of edge only a predatory shifter could etch into their features. Teeth too long, smile just a bit too wide. The look in his eyes was far more Ursus than Sapien, dark and hungry, “Don’t remind me, I’ve been thinkin’ about goat all night” He looked over at the satyr and licked his lips, glad to finally see the guy tremble. Just as fast as it slipped over him, Arturo shrugged the animal away and stepped back up to the table to finish the game.

Three more shots and the game was over. The satyr tossed Turo’s gold on the table and fled back to his group, keeping the large wooden object between him and the shifter. He could pick up some whispered conversations between the fae friends the satyr had escaped to, but Arturo was already redirecting his full attention to Cyrus.

“Pretty sure that whole groups got bags of gold on ‘em tonight” He explained as he thumped his earnings on the table, a sly look making him look more like a mischievous teen than a deadly gang enforcer, “Be a shame if they revealed that to the wrong guy”

“Wringing a few fae folk dry on Solstice night? Didn’t know you had grown so tame.” Cy joked from over his drink. Obviously he wasn’t one to knock a hustle, if Arturo wanted to make some money tonight then Cyrus was ready to make some money. Admittedly Arturo was punching below his weight, the satyr looked like he might have shit himself towards the end. However what their kind were doing in a place like this confounded Cy. Everyone knew there was nothing but trouble at the Cavern, if Arturo hadn’t taken advantage than the next person would have.

“You know me though, won’t ever turn my back on some coin.” Cy leaned forward, darting his gaze over to the fae folk. “Though to be honest, not sure how much longer they’ll be sticking around after you made their friend go back with his tail tucked between his legs.”

The table they were standing over wobbled as Arturo leaned across it, staring at Cyrus with an expression of equal mirth and irritation, “That tame comments got me thinkin’ you're the one that needs your teeth knocked out instead of that bucktooth goat man. Maybe we can start our night with yer head gettin’ dented in by a cue ball?” Turo finished off his beer, eyeing Cryus over the rim, “The place’s been full of fae for the solstice. Somethin’ ‘bout this night makes ‘em think they're invincible or some shit. Thought it be nice to remind them who's dive this is.”

Though Turo’s threat was anything but empty, Cy had to give point for creativity. Unable to mask his amusement, he put his hands up in false surrender. Without skipping a beat Turo shifted his ire back to the fae that had infiltrated his bar. The gap in the perception between fae and shifters was astronomical, resentment was only natural. Cy didn’t really mind but he wasn’t about to tell Turo that - though he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to resist mentioning a certain fae that Arturo didn’t mind bringing around here.

“Wonder if some other fae told them about the place, you know - the strangest types come in here sometimes.” Cy smirked, just ambiguous enough to give his implications the benefit of the doubt.

Arturo’s eyes narrowed, slow on the draw but pretty sure he knew who Cyrus was referring to. That particular topic was a pretty clear no fly zone and he’d been pretty clear on that with the human. Turo exhaled noisily, his chest jostling on the table as he practically folded across it, “What’s that, witch?”

“I aint say shit.” Cy’s smile said it all, tossing back the last of his beer.

Arturo’s phone pinged, the buzz deflating him enough to back down and pull the device from his pocket

‘hey outlaw, if you don’t want to get into some trouble definitely don’t show up at the nest right now :p’


He grinned toothily at the message, knowing Priya well enough to know to read a cry for help by now. Arturo rarely frequented The Nest, the inhabitants and scenery more breakable than he was comfortable with. He’d started (and ended) a fight there once and ended up shattering some flowery heirlow against the wall- he’d never seen a more berserk reaction from a harpy. But Priya liked it there so Turo found himself dragged inside that hoarder's den more often than he liked. And shit, he knew she knew what he was doing, texting him like that.

Arturo looked up at Cyrus, his previous aggression forgotten, “You brought ‘er up so… feel like doin’ a little prison break for the princess?”

Cy scratched his neck, he should have known better than to mention Priya. His powers of manifestation always seemed to bite him back somehow. Admittedly he was a little restless from having worked all day and wouldn’t mind a bit of chaos. Plus he would bet money wherever Priya was, Ziran likely was as well. She had been making every effort to avoid him, rightfully so. As far fetched as it was, Cy still made attempts to get back on the influential business owner’s side. His mom was still hitting him upside the head for burning that bridge.

“Yeah - sure. I guess since I brought her up.” Cy said out the corner of his mouth, the two knowing damn well Arturo would have ended up taking the sun elf’s bait one way or another. He slid on his jacket, following behind Arturo to his car.

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Character Portrait: Kayleigh Walsh Character Portrait: Diana Mercury Character Portrait: Priyanka Aarush Character Portrait: Ziran Chao Character Portrait: Crowley
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“Hey girl!” Kayleigh said with a big smile on her face. “You missed an awesome pre-drink and get ready.”

Priya had masked her pouting by distracting herself with texting Chiyoko. She wished she could just tag along on a whim to Diana and Kayleigh's plans, but it was never with ease. Not that Priya would have wanted to have skipped out on her solstice celebration with the other sun elves, but it often felt like she was left choosing between two lives. It was either her culture and family, or her identity and her friends. When she looked back up to compliment the two, Crowley had stepped in beside her.

“Don't believe you did but I could be mistaken. Unlikely but possible.” He said, then closely looked towards the pair before continuing, “I would have to agree with your observation and conclusion.”

"Johnathon! You flirt!" Priya squealed, swatting at his arm playfully. He was always too formal for his own good, though he'd thawed over time. Given that his relationships with many of his friends was often filled with contention it was amusing to see him play nice with them. Diana smiled, raising a hand to cup Priya's face gently to say. “I could say the same for you, my darling.”

Priya felt a clench in her heart, immediately falling under Diana's spell. Her presence was so potent. A heat spread across her face, color rushing to her cheeks as Priya glanced down. She wanted so badly to play it cool but she never could, letting out a nervous laugh as she put her hand over Diana's.

"Diana, please - you know your touch makes me weak." Priya pleaded, her words serious but her tone playful. She was always just one text away from being Diana's again, though that text came less and less often these days. There was no point in playing coy, they all knew Priya fell in love over and over again - usually with the same few people round and round. At this point it was more of a joke than a love life, or so Priya had accepted.

“Hello, hello! Sorry I’m late everyone! Work was absolutely swamped today” Ziran swept in at the perfect moment, as usual “and I would absolutely love to grab a drink."

Priya pulled her head back as Diana dropped her hand, looking over to Ziran. As usual, Ziran was oozing class and culture. It amazed Priya that Ziran could work all day and still look like an absolute queen. Though Ziran's beauty was unmatched, all of Priya's friends were beautiful. Ziran's entrepreneurial aptitude and sharp wit however made Priya shudder with both fear and awe. Though she had no reason to believe otherwise, Priya was convinced that Ziran must hate her and desperately over compensated on the off chance those thoughts might be true.

"No worries! I just got here too, let me go get us all some drinks. What does everyone want?" Priya asked, waiting for everyone to tell her their drink of choice before turning to Crowley. "I assume you'll be coming with me, so you can help me carry them."

She linked arms with Crowley, pulling him towards the bar with her. He was used to being dragged around by her at this point, if you can’t beat ‘em - join ‘em, right? Priya might not have been as small as Wrenz or Kayleigh, but she still was dwarfed under Crowley’s shadow. If he wanted to resist, he could - but he knew she would go whether or not he wanted her to, and it was his job to follow her after all. Arlo had hired bartenders to work the party, Priya waving one down and checking her texts while she waited for one of them to come over. She had two; one from Chiyoko, the other from Koda.

‘Don’t pout, pretty girl. I was just leaving.’

‘I’m going to go fetch. I’m going to tell Crowley that I lost my wallet along the path and went to retrace my steps real quick. Need anything while I’m out?’


Though Koda didn’t say as much, Priya could guess that she was going around to scoop up Chiyoko. She did her best to mask her excitement, discretely angling herself so that Crowley couldn’t see her messages. Koda always looked out for Priya, making sure she didn’t miss out on real life just because her family was paranoid. Reacting to Chiyoko’s message with a heart, then texting Koda a quick - ‘nope - just hurry back. :p’, Priya went back to her message to Turo seeing that it was read. That meant nothing, like Diana, often ignoring her texts only to show up and take her on a wild night of adventures.

The bartender interrupted Priya’s prepared list of excuses for Arturo, ordering herself and the others drinks, making sure to order Crowley’s non-alcoholic drink of choice. She had yet to have seen him drink on the job. Though she once might have tried to sneak him some sort of seltzer spritzer, they were on better terms now. She didn’t see the need to trick him, that's what her friends were for. As the bartender made their drinks, Priya began to drift into thought. She had spent so long looking forward to this night and now that it was here, there was a nervous energy in her stomach.

“I feel so weird tonight.” Priya frowned, looking over to Crowley with a huff. “Like I’m not myself . . . like I’m pretending to be someone else.”

It was a feeling Priya often struggled with. So many people only perceived her through the small scope her social media provided, at what point was she more of an idea than a person? Admittedly there was more of a sense of existential dread than usual, but that’s what distractions were for. As if on cue the bartender returned with their drinks.

“Here you go,” Priya said, handing Crowley his and Ziran’s drinks. She balanced Kayleigh, Diana and her own drink in her hands gesturing for Crowley to follow her back to the group. In the walk returning to the group, gradually Priya pulled her mask back up - the brief glimpse into her not-so-sunny demeanor already faded by the time her friends were within view.

She handed Kayleigh her drink with a smile before swooping in beside Diana to slide her drink into her hand, lingering their touch. Priya looked up to Diana, positively glowing beneath her gaze. Like a sunflower, her face always turned and lifted to others like they were her sun. Any memory of insecurity immediately faded because right now someone she was the beauty in the eye of at least on beholder. She smiled up at Diana before moving beside her to face the others.

“I’m still baffled my family gave me permission to come tonight.,” Priya sipped her drink, looking over at Crowley. “So no one give Johnathon too hard a time, who knows - maybe this can become a regular thing again?”

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iza kuroi
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it had been a long time since she had felt such agony. tears pooled in her eyes, every ounce of her remaining will keeping them from falling. her hands trembled, their fingertips stained red. as the pain bubbled in her throat, her affliction was inescapable.

she took another bite, finishing off what remained of the devil's-inferno-hot-sauce-dipped hot wing. bravely licking the remnants of the sauce from the edges of her mouth, she smiled through the pain. "It's actually not too bad!"

"'Not too bad'? You're crying, right now." The interviewer responded in dubious amusement, prompting a loud laugh from the actress, any remnants caught in her teeth hidden by her hand.



"And... turn this way! Yes, beautiful! Gorgeous!" The photographer was bent in a way reminiscent of paranormal possessions, both the natural curve of their body and gravity seemingly inconsequential to the performing of their craft. "A bit more of an angle to the face... a bit lowe- yes! Perfect!"

Astra was used to the compliments, but nonetheless felt compelled to smile in response to them. Affirmations, apparently, never got old. Still, she maintained her severe expression, so as not to betray the photoshoot's ice-queen concept.



"Why hide from it, when you can Fae-ce it?" Any traces of tiredness were hidden deep beneath an enigmatic smile, and a face full of the entire Fae-ce It makeup collection.

"Aaaand... cut! Astra, love, that was great. I think one more take and we'll be all set. That okay?"

Astrid nodded cheerfully, "Sounds good!" As she bent down to help the dainty makeup artist reach her face, she stifled a yawn, and glanced down at her phone.

Thank fuck- enough time for a powernap before the party. It had been a long day, but, with the day being what is was, it was also one she had no intention of ending, any time soon.

not before getting seriously hammered, anyway.




the tin was circular and slender as a compact mirror, its body dark and plain save for the dappling of silver stars across its lid. Its contents were far more colourful; ten red-and-blue tabs, a number that turned to nine as Astra tapped one from the tin, and placed it with a habitual ease onto her tongue.

it wasn't wise to mix medication with drugs of a more illicit nature, but any reticence that Astra had once held that significantly diminished over time, encouraged by a lack of unfortunate events during previous attempts. her fear, it seemed, paled in comparison to her self-assurance, at least when it came to parties. or perhaps it wasn't arrogance, but rather a lust for a freedom she seldom otherwise granted herself.

medical science doesn't care much for the personal philosophies and anecdotal reasoning behind the evasion of its guidelines, but that was, and always would be irrelevant, so long as Astra was having a good time. Which she was, or, rather, would be soon.

She considered bringing the tin with her, but then remembered where she was going, and put it back into her dresser before leaving her home for the car waiting outside. Iza, hair already wild and pupils already diluted, leaned out of the passenger window.

"Took you long enough."

Astra rolled her eyes, shoving the vampire's head back into the car with before getting into the vehicle after them.

"That's rich, coming from your chronically late ass."

Iza only smirked, raising their hands to reveal two glasses hooked between their left's fingers, and a bottle of champagne, which they waved lazily with their right.

"Honey, everything's rich coming from me."



they arrived to beautiful lights and chorusing voices. People were cheering, laughing, kissing... all things Astra anticipated for herself as she stepped out of the car. She caught her own name being spoken, but didn't turn in response; she had learned to differentiate the voices of friends from strangers years ago, when it became household. Most did not try to engage her directly, content with taking their videos from afar. But the crowd was dizzy tonight, on drugs and joy and booze, and liquid courage prompted three separate groups to approach her for selfies before Iza, bored of waiting (and of photobombing), dragged her away. As she was pulled through the doors to the Nest, Astra offered a final smile, and an ethusiastic "Happy Solstice!" towards her accumulated audience.

Entering the Nest she was immediately met by familiar faces, though not the ones she was most excited about. She realised, retroactively, that Priya may not have escaped to the Nest yet, but as her thumb hovered over the keyboard of her phone (one that she would likely have had little luck typing on, given how it swirled in her state), she caught sight of them; a collection of some of her nearest and dearest.

"-No one give Johnathon too hard a time, who knows - maybe this can become a regular thing again?"

Catching the latter half of Priya's statement, Astra slipped in beside her, putting a flutter of a kiss on the cheek of the sun elf before shooting Crowley a mischievous smile. Iza, similarly, moved in beside Diana, offering a similarly sly expression.

"No promises."

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Character Portrait: Kayleigh Walsh
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Dakoda Montour

Lonely one, who is it that watches over you when you watch over everyone else.

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Astra Yves

you know you love me, gossip girl (history wip)

Character Portrait: Ez Garcia
Ez Garcia

just your friendly neighbourhood demonspawn (history wip)

Character Portrait: Wrenz Caprine
Wrenz Caprine

Now goblins are cruel, wicked, and bad- hearted. They make no beautiful things, but they make many clever ones.

Character Portrait: Iza Kuroi
Iza Kuroi

genius billionaire playboy philanthropist

Character Portrait: Cyrus Hatcher
Cyrus Hatcher

"Whatever you need - I got a guy that can get you a deal on it."

Character Portrait: Crowley
Crowley

Child of Lilith, Executioner of The House

Character Portrait: Percival Lawless
Percival Lawless

endlessly wandering around fairy rings

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Character Portrait: Ez Garcia
Ez Garcia

just your friendly neighbourhood demonspawn (history wip)

Character Portrait: Kayleigh Walsh
Kayleigh Walsh

"They say I'm crazy, the whole world has gone mad."

Character Portrait: Priyanka Aarush
Priyanka Aarush

Heiress to Feytech Fortune

Character Portrait: Sebastian Flores
Sebastian Flores

A flower blossoms for its own joy.

Character Portrait: Chiyoko Ito
Chiyoko Ito

i wish to become the full spirit

Character Portrait: Diana Mercury
Diana Mercury

bad decision bombshell

Character Portrait: Dakoda Montour
Dakoda Montour

Lonely one, who is it that watches over you when you watch over everyone else.

Character Portrait: Astra Yves
Astra Yves

you know you love me, gossip girl (history wip)

Character Portrait: Percival Lawless
Percival Lawless

endlessly wandering around fairy rings

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Niamh Monaghan

"Some birds aren't meant to be caged, and I just can't see the light of day."

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Character Portrait: Niamh Monaghan
Niamh Monaghan

"Some birds aren't meant to be caged, and I just can't see the light of day."

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Ez Garcia

just your friendly neighbourhood demonspawn (history wip)

Character Portrait: Sebastian Flores
Sebastian Flores

A flower blossoms for its own joy.

Character Portrait: Wrenz Caprine
Wrenz Caprine

Now goblins are cruel, wicked, and bad- hearted. They make no beautiful things, but they make many clever ones.

Character Portrait: Dakoda Montour
Dakoda Montour

Lonely one, who is it that watches over you when you watch over everyone else.

Character Portrait: Iza Kuroi
Iza Kuroi

genius billionaire playboy philanthropist

Character Portrait: Crowley
Crowley

Child of Lilith, Executioner of The House


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Fair warning this is a reboot so while it may not appear as much there are already many writers and characters to come. We are currently at a dozen with more to come - I don't really have a limit, just if I don't know you don't expect me to wait for you.

I will be uploading info about races and stuff for anyone who wishes to submit a reservation. At this moment RPG is operating very slow for me so I don't have the patience to create the new OOC boards and add the info about race/magic/the world so if you want to save us both some time take a peek at the OOC boards of the old rp over here before submitting a reservation. If you want to try something that you don't see outlined just shoot me a DM. Or if you want to test the waters and join the discord first, shoot me a DM and I will send you an invite.

Have fun!

EDIT: I'm currently only accepting reservations for masc characters to help balance ratio.