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Mel Williams

"Worrying about the future is just another form of nostalgia."

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a character in “Return to the Dark Ages”, as played by Miss Nomer

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Melanie Adriana Williams || "Mel" || Twenty-One [21] || Selkie || Pansexual






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"All the stuff that comes with being a selkie. And, FYI, the "supernaturally good housewife" thing hasn't been around for quite a while now, if it ever really existed."
Mel, like all Selkies, has the ability to switch between two forms: that of a run of the mill seal, and a human. It's kind of similar to being a mermaid, she supposes, except that she's a lot less attractive while in her seal form than Ariel was when she had her flippers. She can be in the water without automatically changing back into a seal, but she has to actively be remembering not to do so- it's like holding your breath, minus the whole 'needing to breath for survival' thing. Also like other Selkies, Mel has the ability of seduction, which sounds about as vague as it is, really. People of the opposite gender, and some women if they are interested in other women, are typically naturally attracted to her- sexually, anyway. That actually fades with exposure, though; people get used to it, unless she's purposely vamping it up for some reason. This ability also grants her very mild ability to manipulate people mentally- doing what she wants can be very tempting to others if she wants it to be. That being said, her ability isn't extremely potent, and a very good sense of self restraint can protect people. Besides, she only ever uses her abilities on out-of-towners, really.

Skills
Excellent Poker Face || Surfing || Swimming || Skateboarding || Manipulating People || Cracking Tension || Sea Life Tends to Like Her || Dancing

Weaknesses
Weak To Extreme Heat || Allergic to Cats || Often Reckless || Irresponsible || Musically Challenged || When She Drinks, Drinks Too Much || Always Late To Events || Bad With Money || Terrible Cook || Bad With Longterm Planning

Fears
Fire "You would be too, if extreme heat made you feel like you were going to shrivel up and die."

Electric Storms "Lightning and water. You do the math, okay?"

Claustrophobic "I don't like small, cramped spaces. I need to be able to move and breathe."


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{"Stop and smell the artificially scented roses."}



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The Ocean || Sea Breeze || Surfing || Swimming || The Beach
Skateboarding || Basketball || Dancing || Climbing Things
Jokes || Comedy Movies || Puns || Cheesy Pick Up Lines
Marine Biology || Being a Selkie || Sea Life || Marine Life Conservation
Being Outside || Summer || Sunshine || Bikinis || Being Barefoot
Lemonade || Fruit Smoothies || Cranberries || Bacon Cheeseburgers
Flirting || Parties || Sex || Being Around Other People || Friends


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The Terata Act || Discrimination Against Non Humans || Mob Mentality
Electrical Storms || Fire || Tight, Enclosed Spaces || Fear
Seafood || Ocean Pollution || BP Oil Company || Oil Spills
Winter || Snow || Bulky Clothing || Thick Boots || Knit Hats
Being Indoors || Boredom || Sitting Still [She Fidgets A Lot]
Long Classes || Lectures || Being Scolded || People Without Senses of Humor
Being Alone || Complete Silence || Bullying || Overly Sensitive People


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{"Only the narcissistic truly know themself. So, naturally, I'm on a first name basis with Mel."}



ImagePersonality
Confident: Always
Reckless: Usually
Quiet: Never
Playful: Usually
Good Listener: Sometimes
Loyal: Always
Sensitive: Rarely
Honest: Usually
Energetic: Usually
Sentimental: Rarely
Goofy: Often
Flirtatious: Usually
Flexible: Sometimes
Serious: Rarely














Mel is the sort of person whom people look to when they want to have fun, relax, or just hang out. She's a good time friend in that people typically only want to hang out with on her good days, or on theirs. This is because Mel knows how to have fun, perhaps a bit too much of it, and can be very determined about helping others unwind and goof off. Whether it be with a joke, by taking them somewhere, or with a silly face, she will do whatever it takes to bring up someone's mood. However, she is not the sort of person who people look to for advice on the future, unless the future involves trying to destress themselves or something along those lines. She doesn't do well in situations of high levels of stress, and has come to take a 'day-by-day' philosophy regarding life. She flirts, plays around, and describes her life as 'parties and bullshit'. A life of immediate rewards best fits this reckless girl, who prefers to ignore the future simply as a means for coping.

When it comes to Mel, she likes to keep things light and easy. The most serious she gets is regarding her loyalty to her friends, and outside of that she keeps things unsentimental and fun. The girl knows how to laugh at herself because she doesn't take much seriously, and because she's never been very sensitive- regarding herself and others, actually. It's not that she's rude- she just doesn't always think properly before she speaks at times, and sometimes forgets that not everyone thinks on the same wavelength as she does.


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{"The thing I love about the past is that you can be praised for moving on from it."}



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Biography
Like many other selkies, Mel was born in her seal form. She was a bit of a late bloomer as far as learning to shift into her human form goes, however, and did not learn to do so until she was around six years old. It was lucky that she managed to accomplish it around this point, though, for the normal laws about attending school applied to the town of Teraton, where she was born and raised. At first, she was incredibly awkward around non-selkie children. After all, she hadn't met any before, unless in her seal form, at which point she wasn't able to speak with them. She continued to be a rather socially incompetent child until she entered the third grade, and her mother began teaching her how to surf. She became good at it- very good. It was the sort of thing that built confidence, at least in her case, and as learning to surf at some point was not entirely uncommon in the beach town, she was able to form friendships with other children through it. This was the beginning of the creation of Mel as she is today- a social butterfly with somewhat unreliable tendencies.

Her development as a person happened rapidly following this point- it's as though she tripped over a step that most people had already crossed and immediately broke out into a sprint. Her previous awkwardness was all but forgotten by both she and her peers, who welcomed this new Mel with open arms. Of course, it helped, especially come high school, that her Selkie blood gave her an attractive exterior. She had grown up in this town, and was one with the salt air by the pier and the sprinkle of bars and clubs that could be found in it's tiny downtown area. Of course, despite rushing ahead, she never really thought much of the future. She was so enamored by things of the present, the sort who loved to focus on everything around her, and therefore left no corner of her mind available for thinking of the future, something which was not helpful when she reached junior year. There are a few universities throughout the US that were established as almost exclusively supernatural-schools, catering to the needs of the various species, but Mel opted to go to one nearby. She loves to travel, but also wanted to be able to live in town and work in the town's only night club.

Besides, she couldn't exactly afford to live far away, what with the payment for dormitories and such. She thus remained a recognizable member of the community, vibrant and perhaps a bit too outgoing than one ought to be. She's studying to be a marine biologist, with a vague plan to help with conserving the ocean, but can hardly imagine ever actually graduating. If she could, the young woman would remain young forever.







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So begins...

Mel Williams's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Chris Waltz Character Portrait: Maya Dre Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: Lydia Fatebane Character Portrait: Theo Osonia Character Portrait: Noah Talon Character Portrait: Victor Samil Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Somerald Morris Character Portrait: Kit Otari Character Portrait: Maysilee Morris Character Portrait: Rafia Brelyn Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Tanya Graves Character Portrait: Riley Donovan Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago Character Portrait: Nadia Young Character Portrait: Ciaran Llewellyn

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{ June 21st | 6:00pm | Teraton, North Carolina }


The Summer Solstice Festival has been a staple of the Teraton community far before it became set aside for the relocation process of the supernatural community in the area. Once simply referred to as the Summer Fair, it has now come to be called by a more appropriate name. It is most greatly celebrated by the witch community of the somewhat small town, and many run stalls or have special sales for the event. Lights are strung across buildings and trees to create a magical, picturesque atmosphere. The festival is something that most look forward to, and while it is not incredibly large, it is a dear part of the community.

It serves as many things. For the witch community, it is expected that young witches, coming of age, begin to create some product, or develop some skill for a service, which they will demonstrate here. The faerie community is also known to take special joy in the event, especially the summer fae, as a matter of course given that it is a summer holiday. Many people also take it as a romantic event, and the music [different bands or DJs on various corners] as well as the lights help this concept along. It also happens to line up to be just after the schools get out, so clusters of high schoolers, middle schoolers, and elementary schoolers can often be seen in various places.

Attractions of Note
Ferris Wheel [Provided By The City Council]
The Magical Lane [All-magic Corner of Witch's Wares]
Local Bands [The best of which playing on a platform in Town Square]

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Chris Waltz Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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Mel had signed up to work the latest shift at Teraton's only decent night club, where she is employed as a bartender, because she's grown up going to every single Summer Solstice Festival since she could exchange a tail for legs, and doesn't intend to break that favorite tradition now. It's less of an issue with nostalgia and more a case of loving the experience of it all. The bands, the people, the shops- everything is right up her alley, as far as a festival goes. If only there were more dancing. Then again, there is dancing, depending on the band playing, or in the nightclub. She's certain to stop by there before her shift begins. Mel smells faintly of sea breeze, as she always does, and her hair is still damp from having just showered away the salt and sweat of spending the daylight hours surfing and playing basketball, two of her favorite pastimes. Luckily, it doesn't matter if her hair is wet, because the weather is warm, summer definitely taking over where spring had once reigned. She loves it.

I want to go on the ferris wheel, the selkie woman muses, craning her neck backwards slightly to look at it. Honestly, it isn't particularly large, or else it wouldn't have been able to fit in the park that is a center piece to the town, but it does look fun- perhaps a bit slow, though.

Being an ultimately social creature, the woman decides to first find other people to hang out with before doing anything else. She remains on the look out for the usual suspects: Belinda, Jae, CJ, Skye, or Derrick. Anyone will do, really, which is often the general opinion of Mel, who has very few, if any, deep bonds with her fellow townspeople- even the ones she's known since youth. I'll check out the magic shops- Jae or CJ are bound to be around, Mel decides, making her way outside the shadow of the ferris wheel. She passes by the musical stage, where a band which is slightly more folksy than she likes is playing a song that sounds almost celtic. The band is comprised of exclusively Fae.

"You haven't seen Jae or CJ around, have you?" Mel stops and asks an older looking witch, who sells medicinal herbs and healing enchantments. The response is brief and vague, completely unhelpful. In the end, she is forced to resort to texting people, despite generally preferring to just arrive places without notice. Mel isn't one for planning- or, therefore, punctuality.

To: CJ, Belinda, Jae, Derrick, Skye, Chris
Anyone else looking for company?


Mel decides that if she's going to just allow herself to happen upon people, or wait for responses, she might as well do so while listening to music. So she wanders until happening upon something more her stile- a corner with a DJ playing dance music, and several people dancing around to it, and joins in with the movement. It's her natural habitat, after all.



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Jem's family is well known for their potions, and thus it is only natural that he be helping out at the family potion stand, where the Whelks are selling panaceas, liquid happiness [without the side effects of most drugs], bottled luck [selling out quickly for some of those carnival-style games], and other such things. Several of the concoctions were brewed by Jem himself, as he is quickly gaining on his parents as far as inventing new sorts of potions go, despite his lack of experience and crystallized knowledge to rival theirs. He can here bands playing in the distance, and a dimpled smile reveals itself every time a customers tops by to purchase something- especially when it is one of his own creations. Typically somewhat insecure, his potions are one thing that Jem is able to put a vote of confidence in with.

He wonders where CJ is, but supposes that the other male witch, and his closest friend since grade school, is working at the Shantley family restaurant. Jae, both a friend and someone for him to occasionally avoid, will probably be found there as well, unless she's selling her own services or wares. Jem doubts that she is, actually. Curses are the girl's specialty, after all, but they were banned from being sold, unless fitting within specific guidelines, by the city council a few years ago after a very, very nasty incident. If one thinks that bullying is bad in human schools, they would shudder to see how far it can go in a school composed of adolescents with supernatural abilities and still forming senses of reasoning and restraint.

"You can go and look for your friends now, Jem. We're all set here," Mathilde, Jem's mother and the person he inherited his distinctive dimples and blonde curls from, tells him with a smile. Her voice is somewhat soft, but holds a certain power to it that leaves no room for doubt that she is incredibly competent in what she does. She is a well-respected woman in the town for a reason, after all.

"Thanks mum," Jem responds with a dimpled smile. "I think I'll go see if CJ's at the restaurant."

He takes off the apron-esque cloth he had been wearing [to avoid spilling potions on himself], and places it down on a chair neatly folded before heading off into the crowd. He walks quickly, not liking to be alone in a large group of people like this for too long. It makes him feel impossibly lost and miniscule, despite being slightly above average in height, and knowing the layout of the town like the back of his hand.

The walk to the Shantley family restaurant is brief. Jem pops his head in and sees Alexander, CJ's brother, walking by. "Is CJ around?"

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey

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Jaelynn peeked around a booth with wonder apparent on her face. She should have been on Witches Lane but she wanted to explore some. There were people everywhere. Children screaming and running around most likely high on cotton candy. Adults were chatting up a storm with friends and greeting new ones. The teenagers were doing what most teenagers do. Act cool but when really the child in the, wants to burst free. Jae giggled a little thinking of how cool if a little child squirmed it's way out of a 17 years old chest. Now that you think about it, it's actually not a pretty sight. She shuddered in disgust. No one wants to see that image ever. EVER.

Jae looked down at herself taking in her appearance. She decided to go for dark colors even though she isn't a big fan of it. But whoever made the galaxy idea was probably a genius. The various of colors and the little twinkle of the starts was hypnotizing actually. Was she the only one who thought that? Most likely because Jae wasn't normal. Jae let her eyes wander around a little. She didn't see anyone of her friends here. She was alone at this wonderful festival. Jae pouted and ran her hands through her hair. A habit that she's really not trying to break. She loves playing with her hair. It's so pretty and long. She planed on getting a purple streak in her hair just because it looked good on her. Mel told her that.

Jae continued to walk around, and she noticed that she passed a lot of concession stands. The smell emanating from each one of them was breath taking and made her tummy rumble in anticipation. All Jae needed was one bite of a well grilled hot dog and she will be set. She felt her jeans pockets and felt spare change and some spare bills residing within it. Most likely enough for a drink. Jae sighed knowing that she wasn't going to eat for a while. But liquid will do. "That's enough for me." She spoke and stopped at one of the food stands and waited in line. While Jae waited she took the money out and counted how much she had. $3.75 exact. And then some lint but we're not going to go into that. Jae looked up at the menu and saw that water coast only $2 and soda was $3. Once it was her turn to order she asked for a water bottle.

Her phone buzzed to life signaling that Jae had a message. Grabbing her water, she moved out of the line and took her phone out. She put in her pass code and it opened up, instantly revealing the message.

To: Jae
From: Mel
Anyone else looking for company?


Jae smiled and instantly replied to her older sister. Long story.


To:Mel
From: Jae
My love, my heart, my soul, I'd thought you'd never ask. I've missed the warmth of your presence. COME SAVE ME! I'm at a concession stand near the Ferris Wheel.


Jae pushed the green send button and started to chuckle thinking over her long message. Poor Mel's probably going to be embarrassed. Though Mel should be used to them by now. Jae leaned against a pool and started to drink her water waiting for her sister to come.


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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago Character Portrait: Ciaran Llewellyn

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{ 3:00 pm}

"Five, six, seven, eight" Belinda counted, making the teen girls around her being performing a synchronized dance. She tried to focus on them but try as she might she couldn't stop watching the clock. Her class would end in fifteen minuets allowing her to run home and get dressed for the festival. She bit her lip anxiously. "Ah Miss Belinda" Mariana Royce, a little fairy teen called. Mariana bit her fruit punch colored lips. " Yes Mariana? Mariana looked around before saying "Um can we leave a little early so we can get ready for the festival?". Belinda beamed before happily releasing them from class. She hopped in her car and quickly drove to her own cottage on the beach. She quickly took a shower and washed her hair before running to her closet. she slipped on a cute little outfit consisting of a light coral crop top and high waisted short shorts which she paired with a soft sweated and platfom 6' booties. On most girls that would look overly sexy but with her baby like features Pin up make up and long hair that hung all the way to her butt, she just looked adoable in the hottest way possibe. She also just barely reached 5'6 in her booties. She slipped out her house and grabbed her bicycle. Once she securely placed her booties in the basket hanging on the front she rode to Derricks house.
{6:00 pm}

Belinda finally rode to Derricks house. She paused at the door to text him when she felt it buzz. She smiled when she saw it was a text from Mel. She glanced at the screen before carefully typing a message, which was a little annoying since she had acrylic french manicured nails.
To: Mel
Message: Hey babes I'm hitting up Derrick for a ride, look for the super long ombre hair, super tight top, super short shorts, and super high booties


To:Derrick
Message: I'm coming in your house. I have my key. If you have a girl in there hide her now.


She took her key chain out her purse and pulled out her bedazzled key to her house with a D engaved on the back. She pushed his door open "Hey : Derrick where are you?" She called. She didn't search for him though. She walked into his kitchen, though she knew he probaly had nothing healthy or perishable in there. She ended up justb pouring a glass of water and sitting in his living room. She plugged her white eaphones in her ears as she waited to show. She hoped he was home. She opened up a text again to pass the time.
To: Ciarran
Message: Hey, I better see you at the festival.

To: CJ
Message: Hey think you'll win me a teddy bear tonight?

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Noah Talon

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The only thing that could have improved the Summer Solstice Festival for Skye would have been if it had been a Spring Festival. However, given the amount of fun Skye had every year at the festival it wasn't too hard for the faerie to forgive the town planners and simply enjoy herself. And she did enjoy herself. Having left the veterinary clinic earlier that day and finished any remaining homework, Skye could now be found participating in one of the many games that had popped up in the festival. The particular object of this game was to hit moving targets with a water pistol. It was a game that Skye wasn't particularly skilled at, but she was determined to conquer it because one of the prizes was a stuffed toy bear. Bears were some of her favourite animals, especially when they were fresh out of hibernation and still slightly dopey from their long sleep.
"Come on!" She said, biting her lip and sighting down the water pistol's length, this time the bear would be hers. The game began, flying targets shot across the area and Skye did her best to keep up. Her hand shook and she knew that her aim was off. Following the rules wasn't going to work, she would have to get creative. Skye blinked, throwing up an illusion in the time it took her eyelid to open. She continued to fire at the targets, but where they actually all missed her illusion created the impression that each hit its mark. It wasn't just a visual illusion, there was a splat sound every time her bullet of water hit the target. Finally the game came to an end and Skye, grinning from ear to ear, turned to the stall keeper, "Did you see that?" She asked, "If you hit all the targets you get a prize, right?"
The stall keeper nodded. "Which one do you want?' he asked pointing above his head to the various prizes available. Skye pointed to the bear and the man pulled it off the rack for her. Skye thanked him and took her prize. She hadn't lied, merely shown the man what she wanted him to see and let him come to his own conclusions. And if it was slightly on the mischievous side, well, she was a faerie. It was only to be expected.

Skye continued to explore the festival, taking the crowded streets slowly as she both dodged around people and paused to look at any interesting stalls. There was plenty to catch her attention, especially in the Magical lane. Her eyes scanned over one stall's collection of products, everything from a clear skin potion or a charm to make your hair gleam to a concoction that allegedly granted the user the temporary ability to turn invisible. Although Skye could use her glamour to effectively become invisible, she was toying with the idea of buying the potion anyway when her phone buzzed, indicating a text message from Mel.

"Anyone else looking for company?"


While Skye was quite capable of enjoying the festival alone, she had no doubt in her mind that with Mel, or in fact any of her friends, the festival would be so much better. So she wasted little time in replying,

To Mel
"Company is always welcome, let me know where to find you and I will come.
Skye."


After hitting the send button Skye replaced her phone in her pocket. She assumed that Mel would have sent texts to a number of her friends, which meant that their party should be a decent size. Skye couldn't help but smile, she was certain that tonight would be very enjoyable. Skye took a last glance at the invisibility potion, memorizing where it was, before turning on her heel and beginning her search of the crowds for her friend.




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The public library is an old building, it's walls thick and the windows double glazed to keep out the noise. Even so the sounds of the Summer Festival managed to filter through; the softened music of the bands, the shrieks of joyful children and so on. Noah found the disruption to the library's normal peaceful atmosphere irritating. It also made him somewhat nervous, after all he couldn't stay hiding amongst the rows of books forever and when he left it would be to crowds of town folk.
"Why don't you go enjoy the festival? While you're young enough to dance and flirt with girls." Mrs Long, the elderly librarian said, catching Noah staring off towards the festival for the third time. "I wish I'd spent more time enjoying myself. Now I can't go ten minutes before my feet are swollen and I need to sit down. You've got to live before you get old boy."
Noah simply shook his head and returned his attention to sorting through the recent returns. Mrs Long was a shapeshifter and apparently seemed to be unaware or to have forgotten that Noah, as a demon, had the potential to live past the normal life expectancy for a human. All he had to do was keep feeding on strong life forces, it not only made him physically stronger but lengthened his life.

However forgetful Mrs Long may or may not have been, she was at least determined to see Noah enjoying himself for once. Taking a pile of books she thrust them into his hands, "Put these back on the shelves and then you're leaving." She told him, her hands on her hips in an effort to look stern. "And none of this dallying about either, not when I know you can teleport."
Unwilling to argue with the old woman Noah did as he was told, turning on the spot and reappearing on the other side of the library. However once out of Mrs Long's sight he took his time returning the books to their proper spots, drawing out the time until he would have to leave the relative safety of the library. Eventually he couldn't find any more excuses and on placing the last book back in its proper place he teleported back to the front desk, making Mrs Long jump slightly in surprise.
"Are you sure you don't need me to stay?" Noah asked, still hesitant to leave, "I don't mind staying to help." Mrs Long shook her head and began to make shooing motions at Noah. "I'll see you tomorrow Noah." She added before returning to her work, a satisfied smile on her face.

Noah sighed and made his way out of the library, pausing in the doorway to ready himself for the inevitable. The noise on the street seemed to grow ridiculously loud once he was outside. Noah made to teleport back home, an expense of energy that he wouldn't have usually used on such a short trip, but he deemed it necessary to avoid the festival crowds. However he hesitated as he caught a few notes of music. It wasn't the loud, partying music that he despised so much, rather what sounded like an acoustic guitar. He weighed up the pros and cons of each path and finally, reluctantly decided to seek out the music. Noah flicked up the hood of his jacket and dug his hands into his pockets before sliding into the crowds. He did his best to avoid attention as he followed the faint music. Luckily for him his progress was relatively easy thanks to his ability to walk through solid objects. Whenever he came up against a barrier he simply stepped through it, saving both time and having to ask people to let him pass.
Eventually he found the source of the music, a local duo playing to a small crowd down from the larger music acts. It was Noah's sort of music; calming and real, not like what passed for music in the clubs these days. Noah found a place at the back of the crowd and settled in to listen to the band. Noah couldn't help but let a rare smile pass across his face as he sent a silent thank you to Mrs Long for pushing him outside. Without her interference he might never have known that the festival could actually be enjoyable.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Chris Waltz Character Portrait: Theo Osonia

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As he sped through the world on an old and beat-up Vans skateboard that used to belong to his friend in New York, Christopher Waltz realized just how small the town of Teraton really was. He had discovered nearly every corner and crevice of the tiny South Carolina community, but the young man never actually took the time to slow down and really appreciate his surroundings. With a perfect sunset sinking downwards from the center of the sky, and the twinkling lights of the Summer Solstice fair shining in the distance, now was the perfect time to do so. There were so many things on Chris's mind, and this simple moment was a sort of meditation for him.

Once he approached the hustle and bustle of the fair, Chris kicked the skateboard up, instinctively grabbing it behind him, and locking it underneath his arm. He took a moment to look at his surroundings, and then entered the festivity. He was greeted by the many vibrant colors and other-worldy scents of the Magical Lane. Of course, Chris was never really one to buy things, but with so much movement, brightness, mystery...one couldn't help but dart their eyes from booth to booth. Chris didn't believe he had too many good friends from the race of witches, (besides Jae and Jem, of course...) but by all means, he was fascinated by the race's culture. They had such spirituality and significant traditions that couldn't help but intrigue him. He took a moment to stare at the glass crystal balls that his neighbor was selling, and waved to Mrs. Johnson as he passed by (she was a master at divination, but was somewhat blind towards modern culture, as she still wore frumpy dresses that smelled like mothballs from the Victorian era). He then passed by a stand run by a tall, robust man with many rune-symbol tattoos running down his biceps. He was a woodcarver for sure, and had many small pieces lined up for sale. From a small card that was taped to the stand's table, some of the items were supposed to bring good luck. The charmed articles, as the sign said, were adorned with small green tags. "See anything you like?" the man asked. Chris's eyes gazed firmly at a long, black bear pendant with a rune sign on the top of the creature's forehead. Like the card had stated, a light green tag was attached to the necklace's chain. "Actually, yeah, I do," the young man replied. "How much for that?"


Tucking a small bag containing the bear pendant in his sweatshirt pocket, Chris hurried past the musical stage that featured a lighthearted band playing nature-like folk music. The charmed pendant wasn't for himself, but for someone else who was a shapeshifter, and happened to have a Kodiak bear as one of her two animal forms. Her name was Theodora Osonia, and she was stunning. Well, at least in Chris's eyes she was. There were always rumors going around about the girl's true motives, but Chris refused to believe any of the gossip that Theo's personality disproved. She was beautiful and intelligent, and could be fierce while also having a joking nature, something that he had never seen before in a person. To put it simply, Chris had an enormous crush on her, and all of his friends knew it. Some of them even picked on him for it, but over time, he learned to accept the jokes and the teasing. There was only one true problem regarding his fancying of Theodora Osonia: he could never tell her he liked her. He had no trouble striding into danger without even a second thought of consequences, but there was absolutely no way that he could bulk up enough courage to tell the young woman anything he felt. He knew he was just too graceless...

Chris was brought back to earth from his thoughts when he believed he caught the sight of Mel Williams's poofy blonde hair bouncing in front of him. Not quite sure it was her, he watched the girl frolic confidently to an energetic spot that sported a DJ and a multitude of dancers.
Suddenly, he could feel his phone vibrating in his pocket.

To: Chris
From: Mel
Anyone else looking for company?


He looked back at the girl again for a brief second, catching her facial features, and chuckled. Indeed, it was Mel. Of course she'd be dancing like a damn lunatic even at the Summer festival when she worked at a night club, for Pete's sake. It was just in her instinct to do so. The dance floor was her habitat, as he knew she would proudly say. He composed a new message, clicked the send button, and started to approach her.

To: Mel
From: Chris
Turn around


He lightly smiled, his hands in his pockets, and tried not to bump into any crazy dancers as he got closer to Mel. He hoped he wouldn't frighten her while she was having fun or anything.
"Hey!" he exclaimed loudly in the midst of the roaring music. It was kind of strange, as his body was stiff and straight while everyone else's was moving to the loud beat. "How are you? What's up?"

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Chris Waltz Character Portrait: Theo Osonia

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Theo took her sweet ol' time strolling down the sidewalk on her way to the Summer Solstice Festival. She had not gotten too dressed up for the occasion with her hair pulled into a messy braid on her right side and she was glad that most other people had decided to dress casually as well. Normally, Theo would not have cared; however, she remembered the first year that she had been in Teraton she had worn a nice dress and heels, not realizing that it was more of a street fair than anything. After that first, awkward year, the Summer Fair had quickly become one of Theo's most anticipated events in the small, normally uneventful town. It was a chance to let lose -not that she didn't do that normally- and also a chance to watch the new witches demonstrate their products and skills -which was actually one of Theo's favorite things about the fair. However, most importantly the festival symbolized summer -Theo's favorite season- which meant hot weather and everything outdoors.

As Theo drew nearer to the festival lights, she offhandedly wondered whether Chris would be there. Since first meeting the caring, lovably awkward young man, Chris Waltz had quickly become one of Theo's favorite people and most trusted friends. It wasn't just that the two of them were both shapeshifters. There was something else about Chris that made Theo love being around the young man and she could never put her finger on it. She knew that he had a small crush on her, but he had never admitted -and she knew that he knew never would admit- it to her. Rather, he'd give her gifts on special occasions and compliment her offhandedly. As she thought about Chris, Theo suddenly felt conscious of her appearance -which absolutely never happened. 'I should've worn something better looking,' she thought and then mentally shook herself from the thought. 'What am I thinking?' Theo had never truly cared about what someone thought of her looks -unless it was when she was pulling a con on someone and she certainly would never think to con Chris. He was one of the few people that Theo completely trusted and one of even fewer people that she had ever considered telling her history to. Her backstory was a part of her that was kept secret to virtually everyone and she had always planned on keeping it that way. 'But what would he think of me if I told him I was a dirty con-woman?' Theo though bitterly to herself. Chris trusted her and he had never believed those rumors that she was a thief. What would he think if he heard directly from her that those rumors were true? 'That's not me anymore,' Theo told herself sternly. She had gotten her kleptomania under control and she no longer needed to steal to stay afloat. And Chris would understand if she told him the whole story. Right?

Theo was jolted out of her thoughts as her left arm collided with a tall, brunette woman who looked back at her with a sneer. Theo put on her normal, playful grin as she turned and called an apology to the woman who had already seemed to forget about her. The five-foot tall shapeshifter pushed the uncharacteristically serious thoughts out of her mind as she shoved her way through a crowd of people that had gathered at one of the booths. She did not stop to see what it was, not feeling bothered to be in the middle of a large crowd.

Coming out of the crowd, Theo found herself in a less dense part of the festival. Dance music was playing loudly and a group of people where bouncing around to the beat, but the crowd was more dispersed, each person giving the one next to them some room to dance around. Theo gave a quick look around at the people that were caught a glimpse of a dancing blonde woman and an awkwardly stiff man. Getting a better view of their faces, Theo saw that it was Mel and Chris standing only a few feet away from her. Theo smiled at the sight of her "rival" and the guy that she had been thinking about just moments before. Getting into the music, Theo chuckled as she began to dance along with the group. She made her way slowly to the two that she had seen previously. She was jostled a bit by a young male witch would was already too drunk for his own good, but Theo pushed him off and continued toward the others.

As she finally came up behind Mel and Chris, Theo laughed and spoke directly the Mel first. "My 90-year-old neighbor's got better moves than that," Theo said with a chuckle and a mischievous glint in her eyes. "And she's had both her knees replaced." Anyone who knew anything about the relationship between Mel and Theo would have known that they considered themselves rivals. Not in the sense that they actually hated each other, but in the sense that they would constantly push each other and compete with one another. However, Theo loved their competition and, in truth, she considered herself to be friends with Mel. The friendly rivalry was good for the both of them.

Theo then looked over at Chris and gave him a wide smile. And although no one would notice, her smile was just a bit wider for him than it would be for the others. "Chris," she said with a chuckle before continuing. "Ya know, I never picked you as one to dance much," she said in a teasing manner as she nudged his shoulder. Somehow though, she couldn't help but think back to what she had thought on the way over here. Would he look at her the same way if she were to tell him about her unlawful excursions? Theo was once again forced to push away the thoughts as she continued to dance to the music. She was never one to act in a serious manner -even at times when she should- and she was not going to start on one of her favorite nights of the year in this town.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey

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Cj literally tossed a plate to his brother, a huge grin forming on his face when he didn't drop it. Below them, there sat shattered plates from there three previous attempts of using the plates like frisbees. "No more," Alexander said, trying to be stern, but failing, and cracking up at the shocked face Cj shot him, making him crack up. Madden, entered the room and Cj put on a blank face, quickly exiting the room, and the ridicule his twin sister would give them two.

A huge grin formed on his face as he piled his arms with plates; two cheeseburgers, a specialty salad, and a chicken bartuci; as well as a tray of cups. Cj made his way to table 10, asking two tables along the way how their meal was, and gave the family their food. "How's the puppy, Mr Carpson?" He asked, engaging in a short, but sweet conversation with the family who'd he'd known since his second day at the restaurant. Leaving them to their meals, Cj walked back into the kitchen, receiving a quick shove from Madden as she exited to take orders. Alexander gave him a quick laugh, taking off his apron. "I'm heading out. See you soon, probably," he muttered, grinning at his brother before signaling to a girl smiling in at Alexander from the window. Cj smiled in reply, taking down the order he had just served. After Alexander exited the kitchen, Cj reached into his pocket and pulled out a pill bottle.

He popped two pills, already feeling his last dose wearing off. His mind was getting jumpy, and while serving the waters to the Carpson's, his hand had grown shaky. At least he wouldn't be a mess during the festival.

Speaking of the festival, a quick look at his watch told him he only had five more minutes. His phone vibrated in his pocket twice, a message from Mel and a message from Belinda appearing. Cj sent each a quick message.

To: Mel
Most definitely. Tonight we party hard?
From: Cj

To: Belinda
I'll win you the biggest prize I can, maybe more ;)
From: Cj

Chuckling lightly at his flirty exchange with Belinda, Cj pocketed his phone. He took a peak out of the kitchen, searching for Jae. Where was she? No matter, his eyes fell on Jem, now at the door, talking to Alexander, who then nodded toward him, and grinned. He quickly made his way to the door, almost bumping into an old lady as he moved, careful to apologize. "J-money," he chuckled, giving his best friend their usual handshake and grinning wide. "I've got two more tables, then we're out of here."

He made his way back to the kitchen, checking the order list then picking up two drink trays and a plate of some type of fish. The drinks were for a group of girls, probably about 16, each sending Cj flirty glances, which in reply he smiled. He then brought the fish to a man sitting alone at the bar, a man he knew to have worked at a restaurant in a different part of town. It seemed other's could not keep themselves away from their food, like it was bewitched or something. Dropping the trays back off at the kitchen, and giving his mum a quick hug goodbye, Cj made his way back to Jem, grinning widely at whatever it was they'd be doing tonight.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Chris Waltz Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: Theo Osonia Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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After his brief encounter with Alexander, who soon leaves, presumably to go walk around with the girl who had been staring through the window when Jem walked in, the dimpled boy does find the person he's looking for. Hopefully the Shantley parents are planning to let their primary workers take the night off. It would surprise Jem if they didn't- it's not like they've kept the siblings locked in working for the past several festivals. As far as families go, CJ has a really good one, Jem thinks. They all seem to get along very well, at least. Not that Jem would ever complain of his family- they stick together, even if his mother and father have the tendency to argue quite a bit. It's a good thing neither of them are the sort to put aggressive words into action- especially with his parents' potions, which would be too perfect for bits of revenge or irritation and such.

CJ promises to be done soon, which merits another smile from Jem- not that his smiles are really a rare commodity to come by. Both of the friends, best friends since childhood, are known to be the sort who smile quite a lot. After all, they share a sort of sociable cheerfulness, as well as the fact that it kind of brushes aside any other issues the two may have. In Jem's case, people tend to forget how bad his sulking can be, or how emotionally sensitive he is [almost child-like], when faced only with a boyish smile and a joke. That's the way he likes it, of course. He's too dependent on the presence of others to allow them to slip away so easily.

As his brunette friend returns, this time for them to set off and enjoy the festival, Jem finds himself smiling once more. "So, where to first? Games? Music? Meet up with people?" he asks, never having had qualms with letting other people make decisions for him, especially ones so trivial. Besides, he doesn't know how long CJ's parents will let one of their few waiters go for- or how busy the restaurant usually gets during the festival, now that he thinks about it. He's never hung around the place during the Summer Solstice.

"Maybe we could find Skye?" he adds, mentioning their mutual friend [though he perhaps sees the spring faerie as more than a friend].



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Mel owns a phone. She knows how to use her phone. She even goes sofar as to use it fairly frequently. That being said, she is one of those people who will send a text, put her phone down, and not look at it again for an hour, leaving the other person mildly confused. At the moment, she can argue the excuse that the music and dancing and cute guy dancing diagonally from her served to redirect her attention. Whatever the argument, the young woman doesn't notice the response texts that float in, focused on dancing and the music and the fact that the weather is impossibly perfect at that moment. It's her ideal summer day, really- perfect weather, perfect waves, perfect shots, and good music.

And, she soon finds out, good friends. It's fortunate that Chris actually physically approached her, because she hadn't noticed his text, just as she hadn't most of the other messages. Hearing his voice, she turns around to face the shapeshifter, whose hands-in-pocket, make-self-smaller stance looks impossibly awkward among the pulsing semi-crowd. She grins at him, her wide and easy smile as distinctive to her as Jem's dimpled one is to him. "Hey! My mood, man- on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend," she adds with a twist of her smile that gives it a funny looking quirk towards one side. As her speech patterns often suggest, Mel is a rather relaxed, non serious person. "Speaking of moods, here comes your lady love," she refers to his less than subtle crush on Theo Osonia, the girl hair that Mel has often compared to a supernova. To Mel's credit, she drops her voice slightly, out of courtesy for Chris's anxiousness.

Mel raises her eyebrows at Theo, smile quirking once more, "I took lessons from her." She looks over Theo once, then beams. "Nice to see you aren't wearing heels this year."

Finally, her attentions are located in such a way that she feels a text coming in. Leaning in towards Chris, she whispers [as quiety as she can to still be heard, "I'm gonna ditch this crowd. But first, I'll leave you and lady nova over there to the privacy of the mob." With a wink and shoulder nudge, she is out of sight, weaving through the crowd until she reaches clearer lands, where she can check her phone and wait for Chris and Theo to join her, if they choose to. This is just like Mel- bring people into her own habitat, only to leave them there to fend for themselves.

To: Jae
Oh, love, I'm blushing. I trust you'll wait for me. For a few minutes. Or an hour. I'll get there eventually

To: Belinda
I'll be looking for that top- and maybe the face. :-)

To: Skye
Maybe near the Ferris wheel. Stay tuned.

To: Chris
Wow, long time no see. Having fun in the crowd? Knowing you, I'm surprised you aren't crowd surfing yet!

To: CJ
The hardest! If you're nice, I'll give you cheaper drinks during my shift.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago Character Portrait: Ciaran Llewellyn

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Belinda was happily listening to Mariah Carey swoon in her ear when her phone buzzed in her lap. She smirked as the texts came in the first from CJ then Ciaran.

To: Belinda
I'll win you the biggest prize I can, maybe more ;)
From: Cj

To: CJ
Im gonna hold you to that ;)

She bit her lip to hold in a big goofy grin. Cj tended to have that effect on her. He was like a male version of herself. He was adorable, flirty, and sweet. The dimples were just the cherry on top.
To:Belinda
It wouldn’t be much of a festival if I wasn’t there, now would it? Keep an eye out.
From: Ciaran

To: Ciaran
Will do


Ciaran was the opposite situation. The two got along smashingly but he insisted on believing she was just going to ditch him. He seemed interested in her but refused to let her get close to him. Which infuriated her to no end.

Belinda had already made herself comfortable. She draped her sweater over the side of the chair and slipped her booties off. She was locking her phone when she felt a soft kiss on her cheek. She grinned knowing it was Derrick. "Why aren't you at the festival yet babe?" He asked. She shrugged. "Because I wanted a ride there and I knew all the good mojojojo in the air would be killing you. Soooo I came to give you a boost." She turned so she was supported by her knees on the couch and was facing him. "Your welcome" She said with s grin before pulling him closer by his hoodie until their lips touched. Kissing him was natural for her almost by instinct. She pulled back when she felt herself going overboard. She knew she probably released to many pheromones but she really didn't care.
"Now lets go to that festival, your driving" She said easily as if they weren't just making out a few minutes ago. She slipped her sweater back on along with her booties, applied a fresh coat of red lipstick and pushed her big black round glasses onto her hair. "C'mon no time to waste" She said sliding her small hands into his and leading him to his car outside.


Once Belinda and Derrick arrived at the Festival she almost ran out the car. She was at the excitement level of a small child. She pulled him along as she searched for their friends.

Belinda spotted Mel first as they walked around. It was hard to miss Mel with her platinum blonde hair and golden skin. She raced up to her and threw her arms around her friends neck. "I've been looking forward to this like forevor! She gushed as she let her friend go.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Maya Dre Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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Cj grins at Jem, exiting with him. "Can we do them all?" He chuckles, holding the door for two girls who look about their age, and then continuing with Jem. His comment about Skye draws a nod from Cj, his eyes looking over his best friends face for the usual glint he gets when speaking about the young faerie. He nodded again, his phone vibrating. Pulling it out, he turned at the end of the road, signaling Jem to follow. "Where is she now," he questions, banging out the texts he had gotten.

To: Maya
Heading over now. For sure, I'm with Jem. Find us?
From: Cj

To: Mel
Then I will definitely be nice. When are ya working till?
From: Cj

To: Belinda
I'm down. Let me know when you wanna meet up :)
From: CJ

After sending the texts, he pocketed his phone, turning his whole attention to his best friend. If he was being honest, which he generally was, he missed hanging out with Jem. Sure, they hung out a lot, but it seemed any time they were together now a days, Skye or another girl showed up, which was totally fine, but they hadn't hung out just them two in a while. He shrugged off the thought, pulling his hand up to run it through his hair. They were walking somewhere, and Cj had to put all of his mind into keeping on track, wanting to move and touch everything on any side of them. The food, the people, the loud music. It was all so distracting. His head bounced around, but he was able to keep walking with Jem. Hopefully Jem didn't notice the slight change in his attitude; they'd amped up his meds. But then again, Cj was always this bouncy.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey

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Jae doesn't even know how long she was just standing there. She would take sips of her cool water. Sometimes wave and smile at those who recognized her. She even talked to one of the guys running the stand she was next to. Jae found out his name was Dustin. What a nice name to have isn't it? When her phone buzzed to life with a message on the screen. Jae smiled and put her bottle in between her legs. She shivered. It was freaking cold She dotted in four numbers and her phone unlocked to show her the message she received from she guessed was Mel.

To: Jae
From: Mel
Oh, love, I'm blushing. I trust you'll wait for me. For a few minutes. Or an hour. I'll get there eventually


Jae smiled and shook her head. It was a typical thing Mel thing. Quickly she wrote a reply.

To: Mel
From: Jae
I'll be here..ish. I'll mostly will be wandering around. Let's hope I don't get caught XD


Jae pushed send and pocketed her phone. She picked up her water and chugged the rest of it. She made sure that every last drop was gone before she tossed it in a nearby recycling bin. "What to do, what to do." Jae thought a loud. Just for added effect she tapped at her chin. There was a Ferris Wheel but it's sooooo sloooowwww! So that was definitely a no no. "Looks like I have to win myself a teddy bear and a stuffed lion." Jae declared with a look of determination clear on her face. Jae looked around. She was near all the food and drink stands so didn't see any games. That only means one thing walking. DUH DUH DUUUHHHHHHH!

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"C'mon man that's not fair. I got one of them down. That counts for something right!" Jae protested pointing at the last standing metal milk can. The man shook his head and chuckled. This was Jae's fifth attempt and she was not going to leave until she got the blue panda. Once again the man set up the bottles stacking two on three. He handed her two balls and Jae took them eagerly. She looked at her target, threw her hand back and catapulted the ball. It hit the top two nicely and Jae smiled in triumph. But the game was not over. Jae took in a breath and closed her eyes. If anyone where to look at her they would think she was training for the Olympics or something. Jae opened up her brown orbs and threw the ball. The world seemed to stop as the ball flung towards the three bottles.

"Are you kidding me! I CAN"T BELIEVE IT! Jae cried in anger. It only hit two leaving once again, one. Jae groaned and crossed her arms over her chest in frustration. This was a sign to steer clear. 'This game is rigged." She huffed. The man just snickered at her.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Lydia Fatebane Character Portrait: Noah Talon Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey

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Noah watched the musical duo as they entered an instrumental portion of their act, the guitarist picking notes as naturally as easily as someone else might walk down the street. Noah, a decent guitarist himself, watched with interest. It was only when he felt a shift in the surroundings that he looked up to find Lydia Fatebane coming towards him.

"The hell is that smug look on your face for?" She asked, her own face almost revealing its own smile. Noah shrugged, letting his face settle down into a more neutral appearance.
"I liked the music." He added, although that was all he felt he needed to explain. Noah wasn't much for talking and thankfully he felt that he didn't have to explain himself fully to Lydia. The other demon was much easier to get along with than many of the town's other residents. Lydia turned and joined him, her eyes glancing at the group in front of the two demons. "I have no idea why everyone in this town is dancing and selling things and being happy all of a sudden, but whatever the reason, it's making me nervous." She said, obviously the summer festival was not for her. Noah, once again, shrugged in response. He didn't know either why the festival caused such high spirits. Sure, the music was nice, but there were too many people around for Noah to be completely at ease. You would never see him dancing in the middle of the crowd or grinning with delight at some item being sold.

"Perhaps they just like the excuse to let loose?" He suggested. Noah himself had always avoided the festival in the past, or when he had been forced to attend he had always made sure to avoid the most popular streets. Now his ears could pick up the distant beats of club music and he was sure that if he rounded the corner in search of it, he would find groups of revellers dancing to the loud music. That people liked that kind of music and actually danced to it, in public was something that left Noah confused. "Or perhaps they just like to make a show of themselves." Noah added, picturing the mass of people who would be dancing to the club music.

"But what brings you out tonight?" Noah asked, turning his eyes towards Lydia. If it was rare to find Noah at the festival it would be even rarer to find Lydia. Together they must make quite a sight, after all neither demon is particularly sociable or known for their love of large crowds and people. The Summer Festival seems like the last place to find them, yet for some reason Noah was still there. Although once this band ended their set he doubted how long he would stay. Large crowds made him uncomfortable and the Summer Solstice Festival always guaranteed the largest.





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While Noah was contemplating his dislike of large crowds and dancing enthusiasts, Skye was thriving off it. Technically she was meant to be searching for Mel, and any other friend that she might come across, but the Spring Faerie was finding it hard to stay focused on any one particular thing. With her soft toy bear, the prize from one of the stall games, she had set off through the crowds to find Mel. It had only taken five minutes before her eyes caught sight of some distraction or another which inevitably delayed her from her search. She had yet to actually make it out of the Witches' lane, all their goods were too interesting to bypass without a quick look. She passed the stall run by Jem's family, but on not seeing her friend there she didn't dally, although her eyes did catch on a number of items for sale. Thankfully the buzzing of her phone saved her from completely losing track of time and from spending all her money.

To: Skye
From: Mel
Maybe near the Ferris wheel. Stay tuned.


Turning on her heel she headed back the way she had come, towards the Ferris wheel. This was a dangerous route to come, back through all the tempting goodies that were on offer. Luckily she was able to show a bit more restraint since she had already inspected most of the items. However this route also took her back passed the games where she saw one of her friends struggling to conquer a bottle throwing game. Or rather she heard Jae angrily shouting at the stall operator before she saw him. It wasn't the same game that Skye had recently so successfully beaten, but it was similar. Skye could understand Jae's irritation. Skye paused and quickly sent Mel a reply message:

To: Mel
From: Skye
Keep me posted. I'm just helping a mutual friend beat the 'man'.


It was just like Skye to send a vague message like that. She could and was direct fairly often, but she also liked to play with words. It came from being a faerie, she couldn't tell lies so she liked to play with truths. Putting her phone away she skipped up beside Jae.
"Give it another go." Skye said, flashing Jae a friendly smile and giving her a wink when the man wasn't looking, "I'm sure this time you'll win a prize.' Skye patted the head of her own toy bear prize, everyone deserved to win a soft toy in a festival game at least once in their lives. Skye grinned, and if she had to help Jae do that by creating an illusion of the milk bottles disappearing, well she was more than happy too. That was the curious thing about Skye, she wasn't against breaking the rules or tricking others, but she absolutely detested liars. Many people would consider a lot of Skye's actions as similar to lying, after all she was known to deceive people by omitting truths and using illusions to confuse them. But Skye didn't see it in the same light. As long as she didn't outright lie to people she could live with herself, and quite happily.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Chris Waltz Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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Before she gets any responses via text, Mel is attacked, in the friendliest of ways, by her fellow selkie, Belinda Santiago. Belinda is the sort of person who people either adore or hate, and most tend to lean towards the former, from what Mel's seen. The girl's easy smile, paired with eyes that look like a puppy's, is completely contagious. Not that it takes much to get Mel smiling, of course, but she is now, after returning her friend's surprise-attack hug with a squeeze and a grin, "Hey there, chickadee. Well, the wait is over, isn't it? Which means it is about time to have some fun, eh?" Belinda's enthusiasm would've made the platinum blonde smile, had she not already been beaming in general.

It is hardly a surprise to see Derrick trailing behind Belinda. The two always seem incredibly close, especially when Belinda is between relationships, which she often seems to be. The two share a hug as well, though much briefer than Mel's hug with Belinda. While friends, they aren't quite as close as the two selkie are with each other. "Oh, you know, assembling. Chris is smashed in the crowd with Theo," she adds with a knowing smile. It's hardly a secret that Chris has a massive crush on the fellow shapeshifter. Even he seems to know that everybody knows it.

"Jae's somewhere near the ferris wheel, last I've heard, and I think Skye should be wandering around somewhere. CJ's probably with Jem? Might meet up with him eventually," she lists off the people that she's contacted to hang out with, save for the two who are standing right in front of her. A clenching in her stomach tells Mel that right now would be an excellent time to grab a snack. She relates this suggestion to the duo before her.

"We can head over through the game section. I'm sure Chris won't mind us leaving him behind with Theo," she suggests. Her phone then buzzes in the back pocket of her shorts, so she gives an apologetic smile, not really different from her normal smile, and takes it out.

To: CJ
8-1am

To: Jae
Caught? Been steppin on toes again?

To: Skye
Awesome. Keep up the good work.



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Jem returns CJ's smile with one of his own at the suggestion that they do them all. He's perfectly okay with that- experiencing every bit of the festival. Last year he hadn't attended, having fallen into one of his moods after a bad break up, and he is thus determined for the day lost. Besides, it would certainly help to erase the memories of last year as much as possible- as with the ending of all relationships, romantic or platonic, it had been a huge hit to the ever-sensitive witch boy. He follows after CJ, falling into step right beside his childhood friend. The question gives him a momentary pause, thought-wise. He doesn't actually know where she is and has, not being much of a phone guy, left his cellphone back at home. Guesses will just have to do.

"Well, she's probably around, I guess? Let's just walk around, and see if we happen upon her," He suggests, a compromise in order to free more time to hang out with CJ. His friend has not been the only one to note that they don't hang out as much as they used to. This is the sort of thing that Jem tends to be very quick to notice, even if it is trivial.

CJ is as bouncy as usual, so Jem doesn't really notice his hyperactivity acting up more than usual. Sure, he sees that CJ's eyes are flitting around quite a bit, but that's just CJ, usually. Still, he worries for a moment, wondering if something has happened or if he's had some sort of medication issue. They first bonded because CJ hadn't taken his meds, and Jem had helped to calm him down. Both boys have their own little problems, as far as processing and brain activity goes, even if CJ is the only one of the two who is medicated for it.

"Want to go play a game or something?" Jem suggests, thinking that it would be a good way to help funnel his friend's general nervous energy. Besides, they are reaching the area that has a long line of carnival style games, and it looks like fun. Jem wouldn't mind trying his hand at one of the games, to see if he can maybe win one of the prizes.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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Belinda smirked at Derricks comment before smiling and saying "Yeah I did not get this hot for nothing. she smirked and twirled a lock of her hair around her finger. "Speaking of which yes, I am aware I am breaking the biggest rule: No heels. But these are super comfy and I am super short." She smiled as Mel "Yes let's have some fun"Mel was definitely the girl for fun. Belinda couldn't wait to see what the platinum blonde had planned next. She grasped Derrick's hand in support. She was always extra attentive to him on occasions like this. She knew he was making a sacrifice to be here for his friends. She focused back on Mel in time to hear her Chris comment. She smirked mischievously "Good for them. Just going to throw this out there... She licked her lips and raised an eyebrow " They both seem like they need a little sexual interactions in their lives" She then felt her phone buzz in her little leather bag. She took it out and smiled as Cj's name popped up. She bit her lip as she responded.

To: Cj
I'm with Mel now. I say by the games right now? Gimme a teddy bear, get a kiss?


She nodded as Mel suggested that they go to the games "Actually that is perfect since I just tole Cj to meet me there." She tucked a hair behind her ear. "He ows me a teddy bear" She then turned to Derrick and winked "And you owe me a funnel cake. I love festivals"

She tucked her self under Derricks arm and Grabbed Mels hand as they walkes towards the games.


Belinda squirmed in delite under Derricks arm as they reached the games. A big dopey bear caught her eye and she, in the most childish nature, exclaimed "Ohmergerd I want it. It's so cute"

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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Skye quirked an eyebrow as Jae's face transformed from uncomprehending to understanding, her mind quickly putting together Skye's subtle hints. However, the witch didn't react as Skye had expected, instead grabbing her arm and dragging her out of ear shot of the stall worker. "Um, Skye I don't know about you, but in the world that I live in...that's called cheating!" Jae said, her voice a half whisper and half shout. "I'm disappointed in you." She continued further, a rare serious expression crossing her face, "I don't get you. One day you're threatening our friendship because I lied, then the next second you're deceiving people with your illusions, that's not fair at all."

In all honesty it probably wasn't fair, but when had a faerie ever been known as just? In Skye's mind lying, outright lying to someone's face was wrong. There was no grey area for it, if you lied than you were lowered in Skye's mind. But omitting the truth was something that Skye had no trouble with. Simply allowing people to jump to their own conclusions was Skye's favourite game.
"I never lied." Skye began, a playful smile on her face revealing that she wasn't taking Jae's telling off as seriously as she probably should have. "Lying is for people who lack the will to speak the truth. All I do is show people what they want and expect to see." Skye gave Jae a pout of her own and held up her prized toy bear at eye level with the two girls. "It would have been nice for Mr Cuddles to have a friend." Skye said as she created an illusion. This time Skye's magic was focused on the stuffed toy. 'Mr Cuddles', as she had named him, appeared to move of his own accord. The line of his mouth moving down into a sad frown while tears began to fall from his button eyes. Skye blinked, pushing the illusion further and suddenly the sound of Mr Cuddles sniffing broke through the general sounds of the crowd around them. No one watching would be able to see through Skye's illusion to the inanimate toy bear that was actually sitting in her hands. All they would see was the distraught toy bear crying his eyes out and occasionally blowing his nose on his furry paw.

While Mr Cuddles 'cried' Skye's eyes happened to glance up behind Jae and catch sight of a pair of familiar faces just wondering into the games area. Skye knew Jem and CJ from their younger days since all three had grown up in Teraton together, they were always good fun to hang out with. The illusion around Mr Cuddles had reacted to Skye's excitement of seeing her friends. The bear, previously crying buckets, wiped the tears off his fur and broke into a winning smile. Mr Cuddles stood up in Skye's hand, straightened his bow-tie (because all the best toy bears have bow-ties) and began to jump madly up and down on her palm. Since Skye and Jae were standing pretty much in the middle of the area she hoped that one of the boys would see them and come over, if not Skye would ambush them when she could.

Skye broke the illusion and the bear instantly returned to a lifeless slump. At the same time her phone vibrated in her pocket, indicating another text which was most likely from Mel. However a moment later Skye caught sight of the platinum blonde walking with Belinda and Derrick. It seemed everyone was congregating around the games.
"Come on Jae," Skye said, returning her attention to her friend standing in front of her, "You've probably spent enough money on the game to outright buy the bear, I know I did." Skye coaxed, knowing that the amount of money she had spent on her game had probably been worth two of the things, "Last chance..."

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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Cj turned back to Jem, his eyes still on one of the many colorful games. "Yeah for sure," he said, smiling at the thought of his friend and Skye. Yeah, Jem liked her, he could tell, but just how much was slightly confusing. He tilted his head slightly to look at his friend, trying to catch his eyes, then getting distracted as the two continue closer to the games.

His phone vibrated, and as he took it out it vibrated again. He read each message then replied to it, trying to walk while typing.

To: Jae
We can get food later or something
From: CJ

To: Mel
Perfect. I will be there in a little then
From: CJ

To: Belinda
I'm over there now
From: CJ

CJ sent the last of his texts, and while checking the time, his eyes flashed up as his whole body came in contact with something. He found himself looking at Jae and Skye, his hand now on Jae's arm as he caught her, stopping her from falling. A short, "Sorry!" was out of his mouth before he saw who he'd bumped into, out of habit. At the sight of his close friend, a cheeky smile fit on his face, his arm pulling her in for a hug before letting her go. He grinned widely at Skye too, putting his arms out for a hug. Everyone who knew him, knew he was a hugger. It was just part of being CJ.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey

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"I never lied." Jae scoffed and rolled her eyes. A rare action that she seen others do, but never herself. This was her first and she didn't like what she was feeling. Jae wanted to smile and slap the Skye's back and tell her that this was just a joke and they could get the bear but this was a serious situation. This called for drastic measures. If that meant that Jae had to get out of her comfort zone than so be it. "Lying is for people who lack the will to speak the truth. All I do is show people what they want and expect to see." Jae just couldn't believe what she was hearing. This is coming from a fairy. A FLIPPING FAIRY! "They don't expect me to get the bottles down. So it's going to look suspicions if I did after my gazillion attempt to win." Jae pointed out using her hands for wide gestures. She was getting the hang of this.

"It would have been nice for Mr Cuddles to have a friend." Jae narrowed her eyes in confusion and then it happened. The movement from the teddy bear. It was crying. Right in front of her. Jae felt herself getting sad just looking at him. Now imagine how she felt when she heard him sniffing. Jae put an hand to her mouth and watched the bear show it's emotions. Occasionally wiping at his face to get rid of the stray tears. Then the bear stopped and he looked cheery. Jae tilted her head in confusion. What happened to crying buckets of water? What changed his mood. A buzzing noise could be heard but it was faint. After a while Jae figured it was her phone and then everything came to her. An illusion. Jae's mouth dropped in shock. She couldn't believe it.

Jae snapped out of her shock when a body slammed into hers, almost making her fall if it wasn't for the arm that caught her. "Sorry!" Jae steadied herself and looked at CJ. She recognized that hyperactive voice anywhere. Jae smiled at him and he did too pulling her in for a hug which she returned instantly. Man she hasn't seen him all day. She didn't go in for work since her dad wanted help at Magical Lane. "CJ! Dude, I haven't seen you in the longest! How's life?" Jae joked her mood switching to chipper in a nanosecond. She turned to see Jeremy as well. "Jer-bear! What's up?" Jae said. Man the whole gang was here. Well most of them. That was when Jae remembered she got a text. When she looked it was actually two. One from Mel and the other CJ. No point on replying to his seeing as he was in front of her.

To: Jae
From:Mel
Caught? Been steppin on toes again?

To:Mel
From: Jae
Something like that. Promise to bail me out? XD


Jae pocketed her phone and returned her attention o her friends again.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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Jem smiles, becoming somewhat distracted by the color and noise of the games area. His attention has to be divided in two, now, though he makes a valiant attempt to keep it primarily on CJ, succeeding for the most point. In fact, CJ is also being distracted by the games, as well as his phone, making Jem's friend's attention split into three thirds. Of course, this is usual, and more than likely there are other tiny fragments digging into the other male witch's focus, things which Jem has yet to see or hasn't decided is requiring of any serious attentions from himself.

Then, Jem catches sight of Skye, and he lights up a bit, though she is also accompanied by Jae, who seems to constantly be teasing him for some reason or another. "Ah, Sk-" before he can really greet her, CJ, who had apparently not actually been paying attention due to his cell phone, collides into Jae. Jem's face breaks out into a large grin, for he clearly thinks the collision, and CJ's cheeky grin following it, to be somewhat funny. The blond stands slightly back whilst CJ greets the two girls with hugs, as is his tendency. Jae turns and greets him first, calling him Jer-Bear, which Jeremy kind of dislikes, but dismisses all the same. He simply smiles.

"The usual- potions and books. You?" his response is quite brief, and paired with a bit of a shrug. He's not very good at small talk, typically, but can muster up this much, at least. He's always rather envied those whom he knows that bypass it entirely, leaping over weather and "How are you?"s in favor of significantly greener conversational pastures. With a glance towards Skye, he can guess that the two have already played the games for a bit. Before he can ask where they've won the bear from, Skye interjects, and sort of answers the question.

She does so while wrapping her arm around his waist, contact which he is intensely aware of. He's fairly certain that his affections are entirely unrequited and unnoticed, which can be incredibly frustrating when Skye is constantly flirting with [or in front of] him. Still, hoping his face isn't red, as he's had enough practice trying to keep it from flushing, Jem bumps his hip back at hers. He puts his arm over her shoulder, the gesture more possessive, should one see the slight nuances of his body language or expression, than it perhaps ought to be. "Or something along those lines," Jem responds with a smile. Of course he isn't going to admit that 75% of his reasoning for coming over here was hoping that Skye would be around the game section. He knows her well enough to have been correct, it appears. "Hopefully I have more luck than Jae, though," he adds with a smile, beginning to enjoy [as the initial nervousness fades] having his arm around Skye.



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Mel raises an eyebrow at Belinda, but humor still sparkles in her eyes. "Not entirely sure on what your definition of a little is, Bel, but you're probably right all the same," she agrees, but is already moving on to the next topic mentally. The girl has never exactly been one for sticking to one subject for too long, and figures that how much Theo and Chris are getting isn't something that she's actually particularly interested in.

Mel glances over at Derrick, grinning, when Bel looks up from her phone to announce the two debts which apparently must be paid. It's just like the girl to already have guys 'owing' her things- Bel always has had this way of washing people up in her energy and attitude. It's something Mel grew into, but Bel, she's always thought, was born with. In childhood, this was worth envying. Luckily, Melanie has since moved on from such petty jealousies. They aren't worth the time, and are never very productive, anyway.

Unsurprisingly, after her announcement, Belinda proceeds to drag Derrick and Mel after her towards the games center, in pursuit of a teddy bear. Mel's nearly certain that the girl has at least three already, given her occasionally childish tastes, but smiles indulgently all the same. It can sometimes be hard to take Belinda seriously when she acts so child-like, no matter how short she makes her shorts, but Mel loves her all the more for this. After all, this fun-seeking attitude is one which the two happen to have in common, besides being the two female selkie in their general age range. It's a rather small town.

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While Bel moons over the teddy bear, Mel's gaze wanders, sliding from face to face of the people, young and old, who walk through the stands. Some hold prizes, others look frustrated, and more still are being drawn towards one game or another. All seem animated, and that's what makes the brief people watching worth it. Her eyes latch onto a familiar face, surrounded by more friendly expressions. It's Jae, of course, accompanied by what appears to be Jem, CJ, and Skye. Mel raises her arm, her natural height helping it to extend above the crowd, and waves it about, before finally bringing her hand to her mouth and whistling, low but loud. It briefly grabs the attention of people in the vicinity, and while most look away immediately after, the intent is that Jae's attention will be captured.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Somerald Morris Character Portrait: Maysilee Morris Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago

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Hot. Hot. Hot.

Adding the energy expended in running with her brother into the heat that radiated from Summer’s hand, all combined with the heat of the summer day, May was already at the brink of her toleration for the heat. When you want to do something at least warn me! She could hear her brother pushing the thought toward her, her laughter ringing like droplets of ice shards throughout the town as the two zipped past the crowds. To tell the truth, she did not hold an ounce of guilt for the prank the twins have just pulled. However, she never did feel much guilt, her icy nature not allowing her to feel for anyone except her other half, who worked perfectly with her on their little game with the witch.

“I think we have just played a very dangerous game, Summer,” Even though it was a dangerous game, playing with a witch of voodoo magic, her voice did not hold a hint of fear, simply amusement.

Without much of a warning, she let go of her brother’s hand after catching sight of one of the booths on the side. A few murmurs, an exchange of currency and a weird glance from the booth’s owner later, May returned to her brother’s side, now with a small white umbrella. Strange, to say the least, for even the owner she was speaking to gave her a questioning glance when she asked for the umbrella, but to her, it was necessary. However, she held it as if it was common spectacle, opening the umbrella and raising it above her head, the umbrella casting a shadow over her small body despite the already setting sun. Much better. Although she did not exactly want to make her twin feel bad by showing her discomfort to the heat he enjoys so much, the feeling of unease was still apparent, especially after the umbrella practically rubbed her dislike for his season in his face.

A single whistle broke through the air and her head turned with annoyance at the sudden disturbance in the already chaotic environment she was not taking much amusement in. She no longer had a sense of where the two of them have wandered to, but simply keeping him within her proximity gave her a sense of comfort. However, her annoyance eased to simple curiosity the second she saw who the whistle was directed at, the two groups on the side included people she knew disliked her with passion, especially that spring faerie she held a unknown grudge against. I've found a new target. Her icy gaze flickered with mischievousness, her hand tugged slightly at the corner of Summer’s sleeves.

The already chilly air around her dropped significantly in temperature as she felt people passing by giving the girl with the umbrella a wary glance. The ground underneath her feet frosted slightly at the sudden drop in temperature. However, her eyes were focused on something else, the teddy bear that stood in the faerie’s hands. "You want a warning, Summer? It's about to get very cold.." Her icy voice broke through the chaotic sounds that roamed the festival and within seconds, spikes of ice grew on the bear, morphing it slightly away from the cute appearance it held, frozen horns and a devil’s tail grew onto its body.

“It looks so much better that way doesn’t it?” She whispered to her twin, that smile forming on the corner of her lips.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Chris Waltz Character Portrait: Maya Dre Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: Lydia Fatebane Character Portrait: Theo Osonia Character Portrait: Noah Talon Character Portrait: Victor Samil Character Portrait: CJ Shantley Character Portrait: Derrick Grinnell Character Portrait: Somerald Morris Character Portrait: Kit Otari Character Portrait: Maysilee Morris Character Portrait: Rafia Brelyn Character Portrait: Jaelynn Rose Grey Character Portrait: Tanya Graves Character Portrait: Riley Donovan Character Portrait: Belinda Santiago Character Portrait: Nadia Young Character Portrait: Ciaran Llewellyn Character Portrait: Bryne Netherland

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After enjoying the festival, some danced all night, some went home [alone or with another], etc. A few witches stayed behind to make quick work of clean help, though they did receive help from some volunteers. Now, it is afternoon of the next day, 12pm. As it is summertime, few people have classes, unless they are taking summer courses of course, but some do have jobs, appointments, etc. Some are dealing with hangovers, headaches, and morning afters, while for others it is simply just another morning to wake up to. All of this depends, of course, on the individual character.

Common Places to Find People At This Time:
The Beach [Surfing, Tanning, Swimming, Beach Volleyball]
Downtown [Shops, Cafes, The Public Library]
The Park [Picnics, Frisbee, etc.]

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Jeremy Whelk Character Portrait: Noah Talon

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The sun is in the sky, the breeze is gentle and warm, and their is a distant sound of birds singing. Of course Mel, lover of the beach as she is, immediately changed into human form upon waking up, and then quickly went to the little shack where she keeps human clothing to put on a bathing suit and grab her surfboard. If you were to cut the girl, she'd likely bleed salt water, and anyone who knows her would immediately look to the beach [or perhaps the basketball court] on such a day to find her. The perfect conditions, and fairly good waves, mean that she's been in the water since around 9 o'clock, switching between sunbathing and slipping on her rash guard to go surfing. There are others out in the water, some who have been up for far longer than Mel, and she can recognize each of them. Many are Selkie, which makes sense- they are the most likely to spend as much time in the water as possible, given that it is their natural environment.

Mel isn't really the sort to discriminate against waves, more than willing to ride out those small waves that other people might ignore. She has a good sense for when nice sets are coming in, as well, having a natural feel for the movement of the water, as again, most selkie do. Still, it had been a small, quick-to-terminate wave that she rode a little distance, only to jump off her board when she spots Noah Talon, who makes up for in surfing what he lacks conversationally. Having seen him paddle in with one arm, she grins, pulling herself up to straddle her board beside him. As she paddles with both arms, and has never done it any other way, Mel remarks, "One of these days, you're just going to paddle around in a circle or something with that one hand deal." She shifts slightly, adjusting her center of balance backwards a bit. Of course, when it gets too deep for her to touch the ground, Mel moves to lay flat on her stomach on the board. Noah occasionally acts differently.

The bubble of a wave coming in the distance, and the feel of the softest pull in the water, catches Mel's attention. She flashes Noah another smile, message clearly expressing the wave to come as she lays back down on her stomach, waiting for that tug which signals her to paddle. When it comes, her hands cut through the water in a familiar pattern, keeping up with the wave, until she pops up and rides it out. Mel crouches down and touches the water, turning the board slightly to move down the wave. With the wind in her hair and the sun on her back, riding the wave, even if it can't compare to some in places like California or Hawaii, Mel is perfectly happy.


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While some spend the beautiful Summer day at the beach, the boy with blonde ringlets and dimples, not a large fan of heat or swimming, is content to find a cool corner of the library, and read quietly on a comfortable armchair that is near the special showcase on mystery novels that the library has set up, right beside the computers. Typically, Jem dislikes being alone, but even he can make an exception for reading, which is like being surrounded by people in a certain sort of way. He is reading a mystery novel at the moment, not a who-done-it but a how-did-it, which is his preference. These are the novels in which the perpetrator is quite obvious, and almost insignificant. The real fun is finding out how they did it, and what critical slip up they made which allowed the detective, always logical and fiercely intelligent, to catch them.

As a child, Jem had always loved those Encyclopedia Brown books- the ones where the explanation for the answer was tucked away in the back of the book. He used to read them with his father, who was home far more frequently than his busy mother, before bed or simply when there was nothing else to do. They created almost picturesque childhood memories, though more likely or not they had been romanticized by nostalgia or his own tendency towards fondness and dreaminess.

Struck by this nostalgia, and by the end of his book, Jem elects to go in search of these childhood books, crossing the computer section to the children's area. Very few people are in the library today, the majority college students and small children, the latter of whom have been tugged off to some room or another to be entertained until their parents get off work. Thus, at this particular moment, Jem is alone in the children's section, making it a lot easier to go and pick out a few of the books he seeks.

A few minutes later finds him back in the armchair, and struck with the realization that these mysteries were extraordinarily more difficult to crack when he was seven than they are now that he is eighteen. Still, at least one or two of them requires thought, and this manages to justify the unnecessary trip down memory lane. Jem almost wants to steal one of the books to show his father, from whom he inherited his sentimentality. It certainly did not come from his mother's genes, for she is a very practical woman indeed.

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Character Portrait: Mel Williams Character Portrait: Skye Karris Character Portrait: Noah Talon Character Portrait: Somerald Morris Character Portrait: Maysilee Morris

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It was the squawking of an army of birds that first roused Skye. She had been half asleep on the sand, her mind drifting between day dreams when the screeching began. At first she thought it was that one seagull returning to frustrate her, but the chorus of birds indicated a much larger number. Skye's eyes opened to see a large number of birds flying down the beach towards the water. No, not the water. Skye's eyes locked on a pair of familiar faces, May and Summer. Hadn't she heard that Summer could control animals when around his sister? As her eyes darted from the birds surrounding the twins to the Summer faerie, she could well believe it.

The birds took to the air again. Even before they had, Skye had known that they would be targeting. She watched with a bemused smile as the army of seagulls turned in the air and headed straight for her. An unnatural line formed behind the seagull that had been perched on Summer's arm, even more reason to suspect their foul play. Well, two could play at this game. Summer might have been able to control animals while around his sister, but Skye could do so just fine on her own. Pushing herself into a sitting position Skye thrust her mind towards the birds. She instantly understood what Summer had asked them to do. With an angry shove of thoughts, the birds, rather than releasing their bowels on Skye, let loose just short. A waterfall of bird shit fell from the small army of seagulls, painting the sand in a green and white mosaic. With a huff of distaste one dropping spattered slightly too close to Skye, resulting in some of the mess sprinkling onto her arm. She gave her hand a violent shake, throwing the shit off before it could stick.

Having mainly safely avoided being covered in bird faeces, Skye cast her eyes down the beach to the escaping backs of the twins. With another thrust of her powers she sent the seagulls back to their nests, she wouldn't be needing them for what she had planned for the twins. It only took one second for her to create and cast the illusion. She didn't even have to be particularly close to the twins for it to work. In front of the running pair, appeared a fully formed, perfect replica of herself. Skye's illusions were far superior to other faeries' illusions. She could fool not just a person's sight, but their other senses as well. If one of the twins reached out and touched the illusion-Skye, they would appear to feel a real person. Not that she planned on letting them touch her. "Oh dear, your little trick appears to have failed." Illusion-Skye said in a perfect imitation of Skye's own voice. "Perhaps I will show you how a prank is supposed to work." The illusion added. At the end of her words a wall appeared around the twins, towering over their heads. Of course, the other residents enjoying the beach couldn't see the wall. It would only be too perfect if the twins made a fool of themselves while trying to escape, but Skye wasn't willing to set her hopes on that. She let the Skye-illusion vanish and instead made the walls surrounding the twins solidify. Yes, they were still illusions, but given that she could manipulate all the senses, they would appear very real to the twins.



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Noah had only just pulled himself onto his board, his legs hanging either side of the board in the water, when a friendly face appeared. He probably should have assumed that the Selkie would be out hitting the waves in weather like this. He returned her grin with a nod of his head and a small smile. "One of these days, you're just going to paddle around in a circle or something with that one hand deal." She commented. Noah frowned slightly, before realising that she was referring to his method of swimming. He shrugged, the smile returning to his face,
"To each their own." He replied. In truth he would paddle with both hands when he was in deeper water, but before actually jumping onto his board he preferred the one handed approach. It probably would have been easier to simply get on his board from the start but, well, he hadn't.

With the flash of a smile Mel seemed to indicate to Noah the approach of a good wave. Noah trusted the Selkie's instincts when it came to the water, really who wouldn't? He mirrored her moves, laying down on his board and beginning to paddle with both hands. Soon enough he felt the coming wave beginning to drag him back and lift him up. Another smile erupted on his face as he pushed himself onto his knees and then, in one fluid motion, onto his feet. Making sure to keep his distance from Mel, Noah steered his board across the wave. With the flick of a foot and the twist of his body he turned the board around, riding momentarily back up the wave.

Happy is not something that people often associate with Noah Talon. The demon rarely smiles, but at that moment, with a surf board beneath his feet and the sun beating down on his back, Noah couldn't have been happier. Seeing an opportunity for further fun, Noah took it. Bending down so that his hand was trailing just above the water, Noah pushed his board to the tip of the wave and then beyond, attempting to get some air as he hit the crest. Although he was going fast enough, as his board left the wave's surface, he realised that he had miscalculated. He tried to adjust himself, but he was already mid air now and ended up over-adjusting. With a startled cry Noah and his board hit the water at the wrong angle. A mouthful of water was his reward, not to mention being spun around like a sock in a drying machine.

Eventually he was able to push his way to the surface and grab hold of his board. Wiping sea water out of his eyes and pushing his hair back, Noah couldn't help but crack a smile. As frustrating as it was crashing, Noah couldn't say that he was particularly disheartened or angry. As he pushed himself back onto his board he glanced back out to sea, already scanning the waters for another wave to try again on. He cast a quick look back over his shoulder, hoping that Mel would return. The Selkie was rather good at predicting which waves would be good or not, and, surprisingly, he found that he actually enjoyed her company.