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Alex Garcia

Why do I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone?

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a character in “safe harbour”, as played by nonconformingrole

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Everyone has some sort of tie to the dead. The feeling you’re being watched, cold chills in old house, that shot of energy up your spine when you pass by a crowded graveyard. Some humans can even spot glimpses; spec tors in the dark, whispers in the wind. Witches who have the gift of necromancy tap into that, and so much more. There is a lot of ritual in necromancy- you can’t exactly accidentally raise the dead; it requires literal blood, sweat, and tears… Sometimes you own, most time’s someone else’s. Alex is good at raising the dead, summoning ghosts, communing with restless spirits. In fact, they tend to follow him, stick to him like glue. He often unintentionally calls on them in times of stress, and when he's alone (or just thinks he is) he often talks to them. Necromancy also involves a good bit of ritual, all of which he’s learning. His powers are strongest when he’s cleared his mind and is completely calm, which is difficult, as necromancy can be dangerous at best, and downright catastrophic at worst. When experiencing strong emotions, he tends to be blocked off from most of what he can do, aside from summoning the ghosts of worried grandmothers past. His biggest gift is that the ghost of the past occasionally bring him visions of the future- nothing concrete; feelings, images, and premonitions, but more than enough to have caused some strange behavior. He is, of course, sensitive to silver, with reactions ranging from an allergic reactions, to burning and blisters, depending on exposure time.

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Alex projects a calm, cool, confidence. The kind you only gain through experience and self-assurance. If you don’t know him well, you may mistakenly think he’s the sort that always has everything under control and never worries about anything.

Under the surface, though, there’s something hidden. You can see it if you meet his eye long enough. Some may think it to be some sort of malice or ill-intent, but what’s there is a strong dose of anxiety- simmering just under the lid, threatening to boil over if you don’t keep a close eye on it. In fact, just about everyone who’s been in town long enough will remember at least one of his anxiety-induced episodes. Communing with the dead, it seems, is not peaceful work.

Another side to him, though, that you may see if you’re unlucky enough is his flirtatious streek. He’s very flirty, whether intentional or not, and maybe that just adds to his air of confidence, and maybe it makes him annoying, but it certainly makes his sexuality obvious, as he will flirt and bat his eyes at just about anyone he finds even mildly attractive. He’s lately leaned into the bad-boy role a bit, letting the rumors that may have stemmed from his romantic escapades run into his personality.

He tends to be blunt, but not in a thoughtless or cruel way, more like he doesn’t know how to sugarcoat his opinions. He does, however, know when it’s best to just keep them to himself. He’s very thoughtful, and his friends often reap the benefits of that. He is also very slow to trust, and is often unnecessarily untrusting and wary of people and their motivations.



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In July of 1995, an 18-year-old Marisol Garcia ran away with a witch from Arizona, leaving Greythorne to join this boy and his coven, with little more than a note left for her parents. Soon afterwards, she found herself pregnant, and Alex came into the world. When he was a toddler, he kept resurrecting birds and butterflies, and his mother- an earth elemental witch- didn’t know what to do with him. She knew as he got older, this would become more difficult for him, so when he was four years old she sent him to live with the only necromancer she knew: her mother.

Alex grew up being nurtured and loved by his grandparents, and visiting his mother for major holidays, and a month in the summer. He couldn’t help but feel he didn’t belong in her world, however. His grandfather passed away when he was only 14, and his mother failed to attend the funeral, after which he began to refuse to visit her. She visited a few times, but he hasn’t seen her since he was 16.

When he was 15, still coming to terms with his grandfather’s death, growing into his powers, and the stresses of high school were all getting to him. One night, he went to bed, and had a vision of death, destruction, chaos, and darkness. He woke to a bedroom full of the dead, come to see him in his hour of darkness. Most people in town remember that cold February night, where Alex Garcia ran out of his home into the snow, wearing only a tee-shirt and his underwear. He was running from something most of them couldn’t see, couldn’t feel.

Since then, he’s done his best to stay in control, but he knows plenty of people in town still see him as that boy. He’s dated plenty, nothing long-term, lots of hook-ups. Still lives with his Abuela, and recently started a new job at the funeral parlour. As if he needed to feed into stereotypes. He wears the scars of learning necromancy, physically and mentally. After all; giving blood, sweat, and tears can take it's toll.

He’s really working on himself, lately. Trying to find his inner peace and such, which has isolated him.

So begins...

Alex Garcia's Story

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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plans had been in motion for months now. it had been discussed, time and time again, but it was only here, now, that anything was finally starting to happen about it. their scouts had finally found the town. stray, random scouts had found it over the years, but multiple scouts had found it. which finally meant that they could start moving. it was just a matter of time. greythorne had been found. greythorne would fall, and every monster that walked it's streets would be destroyed. it was just a matter of time. its residents didn't know it yet. but day by day, hour by hour, the hunters came ever closer.




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There was a rare few hours of peace in Greythorne. As the sun peaked above the trees, still only starting to rise, and those who would rather avoid the sun slunk back indoors. The town was quiet for a few hours as people began to rise and began their day. At times like this, it was easy to forget the danger that awaited them. It was even easier for those who either didn't know or who didn't want to know.

Peace was something that Phoenix Woods hadn't known for a long time. It seemed that there was always something turbulent in his life, keeping his thoughts a constant wave of emotion. For months, his life had been the same thing. Every waking hour was spent working on the cafΓ©, making sure that he was too busy to think, too busy to hurt. More than once, he'd ended up painting or building or crafting recipes at 3AM when that awful, crushing loneliness kept him awake. Even when he'd opened for business, there had always been something to do. He'd questioned so many times if this had been the right decision. But he'd had to do something, he'd had to walk away.

His parents had rang him that morning to wish him luck. The conversation had gone about as well as he'd expected, which was to say they avoided the question of when they'd be coming back to Greythorne to see him and the cafΓ©, had told him how exhausted he had looked, and had boasted about how truly wonderful the French riviera was. He still had never quite forgiven them for just walking out. They'd had a bitter argument, one their relationship had never quite healed from. They made Phoenix feel as though it had been his fault they'd been "trapped" in that small town for so long. They told him on a Friday and were gone by Monday.

Phoenix sighed and leaned against the frame of the French doors, closing his eyes to soak in the sunlight for a brief moment. Today was the launch of the cafΓ©. Despite the fact that it had been open for six weeks already, things hadn't been finished, and he'd literally only just gotten enough money together to fund the party. It was no wonder he looked exhausted. He didn't think he'd slept more than five hours any night in the last six months. Even last night, he'd had to wake up at 4AM to start baking for the day. He couldn't remember what it was like to feel peaceful. Or even to have energy.

But he didn't have time to dwell on it. He sighed, pulled on his leather jacket, closed the doors behind him, and made the short walk to the cafΓ©. The smell of fresh paint was masked with the smell of fresh herbs and flowers, making him feel just a little more relaxed. Some of the staff were inside already, getting set up, and he just smiled and nodded at them, taking the first tray out of the oven. And the day began.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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There was nothing. Nothing but Alex, and a sense of dread. A smell. Metallic... Pennies? Blood. He spun, but could see nothing, nothing but darkness, not even his hand. It was quiet, he could practically hear his heart beating. Something else. The wind? Whispering? Crying? Who was crying? He touched his face. Is it me? Lightning flashed, and he saw a glimpse of a cross, taller than him. Taller than anything. Then nothing but dread. Dread. Dread. Dread. Dread. Dread. Dread. Dead.


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Alex's eyes shot open, and he felt the cold sweat coating his face and chest, soaking his shirt and giving him a chill. He groped in the dark to find his glasses, so he could read the clock. 3 AM. Wonderful. He laid back into bed, willing the dream from his mind. He tossed and turned for a while, and eventually fell back into a deep, dreamless sleep. His alarm went off at 6, just like every morning, and just like every other morning, he started his day. He donned his glasses, pulled on his running shorts and changed his shirt before slogging down the stairs, yawns punctuating his movements. He went straight for the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water and quickly finishing it, then pouring another to sip on as he made- and ate- his breakfast. After breakfast, it was back upstairs to brush his teeth, put in his contacts, and put on his running shoes. He took his time, there was no use in rushing. Before he left the house, Alex packed his fanny pack with the various things he foresaw needing; keys, cash, protection talismans, pocket knife, chalk, gum, eyeliner pencil, his phone, and a pen. One can never be too prepared.

Alex and his grandmother didn't live far from town, the walk only took a few minutes. The route of Alex's morning runs was less direct, and typically took him about 30-45 minutes to complete, depending on his pace and the weather. He loved mornings, while the world was still shaking itself from sleep. It was peaceful, and gave him time to collect his thoughts. He took a few minutes to stretch, and was on his way. Alex didn't listen to music while he ran, he liked to be able to hear if someone was approaching. He also liked the sounds of nature, and being up before most people were off to work made that easier. He didn't typically encounter too many people on his runs, not that he would stop and chat if he did, but a smile and a quick wave were a typical greeting.

Today's run wasn't record-breaking by any means, it was nice and easy, but it was a good run. Alex stopped in front of Phoenix's cafe, though he'd already been several times, today was a launch party of sorts and Alex wanted to support his friend.

He entered the building, and walked to the counter, digging through his pack as he waited for Phoenix to have a spare moment, he didn't want to interrupt. When Phoenix had a moment, Alex smiled, almost as if to assure his friend, "You did it. Abuela's really proud of you, by the way. I think she's planning on stopping by later today." He paused for a moment, "Also, I have something for you. Don't make a big deal out of it, it's nothing big." He held out a small adder stone, tied to a length of suspiciously red cord, "To help keep negative energies at bay."

He turned to Jaiden, wishing for a moment that he looked a bit more put-together, but still offered the most charming smile he could muster, and said, "Good morning." It was more so he didn't feel like he was ignoring her, but he continued, "You look good," he paused, quickly looking at her more closely, "cool jacket." He winked, more lighthearted than anything, and took a seat of his own.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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AURORA O'SIODHACHAIN
outfit: x x location: phoenix's cafΓ© x hex: #B16C6C

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ImageAurora was always up just before the sun rose in Greythorne, she often thought of it as when the sun awoke - she awoke. Still that didn't made her bed any less comfortable this morning as she allowed herself a little extra to relax under the covers in her bedroom. Aurora was thankful enough to live in a tiny loft right above her shop. Her routine had been the same for a few months now and to most the familiarity would be comforting but to her it was boring. Wake up, ten minutes of yoga, smoothie time (arguably her favorite), feed Pip and Pym her scarlet and blue macaws, get ready and then open shop. However, she wouldn't give it up for anything. Aurora loved her life in Greythorne. The quirky, yet charming town had picked up her broken pieces and put her back together again. For once since her family's death she had felt whole again. Mainly due to her adoptive family who lived just a few blocks away from her, but running her flower shop had also given her a purpose.

Thankfully this morning she had something to look forward to. Phoenix, one of the witches in town, was opening his brand new cafΓ© and as a fellow business owner and friend she wouldn't miss it for the world. Not to mention he had kindly brought by some pastries and sweets for her to try and she was in love. Aurora had spent the whole week preparing a beautiful arrangement of succulents and flowers for his cafΓ© as a 'housewarming' gift.

She loaded the arrangements on to on of her carts, she'd be lying if she told herself she didn't go a tad bit overboard but it was Aurora we were talking about. The shop was only a few blocks down so after loading up all the flowers she made sure to change out of her ridiculous daisy pajamas into something more casual and cute. Aurora got a few odd looks as she pushed the floral cart down the sidewalk - the cart was practically bigger than herself - but she didn't mind, the fae was practically immune to odd looks or remarks.

Aurora was all smiles as she finally made it to the quaint cafe, using her back to open the door pulling the cart inside. It was a beautiful and cozy establishment and a small part of her swelled with pride, he had done such a wonderful job. Not to mention the smell, it would attract fairies for miles. She was happy to see Jaiden and Alex were already there, flashing a small wave and smile in Jaiden's direction, and made her way over to where Phoenix was. The two weren't best friends by any means, but anyone that practically lived in Greythorne was a friend to Aurora. She knew her sporadic fae nature was a turn off for most, but it simply made her - well her. "Phoenix it looks amazing! And oh my I could smell the tarts from down the block" She giggled slightly tucking a dark strand of hair behind her ear. "I hope you don't mind but I brought in some flowers to help. If- if it's too much I totally understand. I definitely went a little overboard with the petunias..." Aurora gestured to the cart near the door filled to the brim with dainty pastel flowers and modern succulents. She turned slightly to Alex, and couldn't help the smile that lit up her face. "That reminds me, I have that order of Gardenias ready that your Abuela called about a few days ago".

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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PHOENIX WOODS
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xxxi'm sorry but i fell in love tonight
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Phoenix had just reappeared behind the counter to fill one of the displays when Jaiden walked in. Phoenix grinned a little bashfully as he saw the huge grin on her face. They'd been friends for as long as Phoenix could remember, and it felt like their friendship had never really changed, despite everything they'd gone through. If anything, they'd become closer. "Between you and me? I'm so exhausted I've forgotten what most other emotions feel like," he said with a laugh. "No, I'm... excited. I needed a fresh start," he admitted, continuing to fill up the stand. "My parents are very supportive, by which I mean they actually admitted that they'll try and arrange a visit. At some point. If they can, you know, squeeze me in." He said with an eye roll as he leaned on the counter. Somebody appeared then to order a takeaway coffee, and Phoenix straightened up as he started to prepare it. He handed it to the gentleman with a grin and a free cookie.

He caught Alex's eye and grinned, making his way over to him. He blushed a little as Alex complimented his work and said that his abuela was proud and that she'd be in later. The protection talisman stunned him for a moment. "Thank you, Alex. Hopefully we won't need it," he said, tying it above the coffee machine. The arrival of a ginormous cart of flowers, and its wielder, made Alex's grin widen.

"Aurora! Oh my god, these are amazing! I love them!" The slightly overboard floral displays mightn't have quite fitted in with the vaguely understated style Phoenix had gone for, but he didn't care. Plants always had a place in his home, in his heart. "Thank you so much!"

"So, come on, what can I get you guys? It's all good, I promise. And you'd better agree with me because I was up at 4AM prepping the dough for those croissants," he laughed.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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Jaiden smiled when Phoenix finally had the time to talk to her as he was clearly busy, she couldn't help but grin slightly as he admitted while he was excited, he was also nervous and incredibly tired. That was evident from the slight bags under his eyes and slight differences in how he acted, subtle things she was able to pick up about him. She was worried about him, but she knew he was able to take care of himself and if he needed anything he would ask. "Well, look at it this way. You're finally living your dream and being able to do what you've wanted for years, and I couldn't be any happier for you, Nix. Just don't overwork yourself and take your time. You're the boss man here, and even you need a break every now and then." she said with a reassuring smile, even though she wasn't one to talk as she barely slept and was always busy with her own things, especially being someone that worked from home and most people. But that wasn't the time for that, she was here for him and that's all that mattered.

Her attention was taken away from Phoenix as someone else sat down next to her at the counter, it was another resident that she knew somewhat, wouldn't say they were the best of friends, but they were nice enough to each other, all considering they were both Witches, as was Phoenix, which was something that was kind of a bond for the three of them. She smiled and gave him a small smile as he said good morning, "Mornin', Alex." she said with as friendly as a tone as she could muster.

A small chuckle came from her when he complimented how she looked, and that he liked her jacket, giving a small flirtatious smile and wink after he spoke. "Heh, thanks, Alex. And I like your uhm....Fanny pack." she tried to hold back a chuckle after she said that, but it was all too funny of a thing for her to take seriously, and she hoped Alex wouldn't have gotten offended by the small joke she made. All but too quickly her attention was taken aback by a small chime from the door as someone else entered the cafe, as she turned her head a large smile overcame her as she waved at the person that entered. It was one of the few people that she considered a very good friend aside from Phoenix. They had their differences, but with how nice and welcoming Aurora always was, it was always pleasant to see her, especially since most if not all of the plants Jaiden had in her house came from her shop. "Morning, Rory!" she happily exclaimed as she gave the fae a large smile and wave, looking back at the others as they all talked about the grand opening of his shop, and how she brought all the flowers for the store and that she too had an order in for Alex's grandmother.

She smiled as all of her friends were here, looking back as Phoenix asked what they'd be having and that he was sure they were going to love everything his store had to offer. "Surprise me, Nix. I know you won't disappoint." she said with a toothy grin and small chuckle as she gave him a bit of a teasing tone.




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The morning sun had all but come up and cast its glow over Greythrone, meaning most were getting up as others were retreating to their homes. And much couldn't have been truer for one of the individuals in the outer forest of the small town.
The past night had been an all but overly stressful night for one named Markus as he had one of his transformations again, being nothing but a slave to the moon, which would be his master until the time he died, which would result in his freedom of what he considered a curse. Or, if there was a cure, which he heard whispers about, but he doubted they were true.

He was now making his way back to his small house that was tucked far away from the town, away from most people, and most of the drama that followed it. It was also a way of him making sure everyone was safe and far away from his uncontrollable anger and violence whenever the moon would be at its fullest, and most controlling form. He had just finished feeding on the corpse of a very large, and well-maintained buck that had gotten jumped out of nowhere, and had been giving the most merciful death he could give the creature, simply snapping its neck between his strong jaw when he was in his wolf form. He had small crevices where he would put extra clothing after a transformation where he had a certain area for where he would hunt as a wolf, while he was in the mindset of a beast, he wasn't fully deranged, but under relative control. He had gotten dressed into one of his most preferred styles of outfits and slowly walked back to his home, but stopped as the thick hairs on the back of his neck bristled, something didn't feel right, as if he wasn't entirely alone in these woods.

Markus remained still as he listened for any movement or scents he didn't recognize, it was when he picked up the scent of three others that his attention was grabbed. Snapping his neck to the north of him he began to move more slowly, and carefully as he proceeded to follow the smell he picked up. Shortly thereafter he found an unconscious man lying in a clearing, with no one else around. At least that's how it appeared to any mortal being. He still was able to pick up the feeling of someone else being there, a somewhat familiar presence. He stepped closer to the body that lay on the ground, it was a hunter for sure, as they had the mark on their neck covered by their shirt collar. He growled to himself as he knew it was true, people were coming, and they weren't bringing anything good with them.

Slowly Markus rose back to his feet as his back was turned, he craned his neck to the side as he took in the scent one more time, making sure he was entirely sure of who it was. He had only seen her a few times, but her scent was recognizable. It was the smell of a vampire, one he had a few encounters with, but not many as she was new to the town. He kept his back towards her as he spoke, "You can come out you know, no one's going to hurt you, Evelyn. At least I won't. Maybe the sun will though, you need to be more careful." he said with a calm, and deep voice. It was true, he wasn't going to hurt her, he had no reason to unless she proved herself as a threat, but with the sign of two hunters now in their woods, in search of the small town, he began to worry. With the smell of burnt flesh, he could tell she was in one way or another injured from the encounter, most likely being exposed to the sunlight that came through the trees. He removed his jacket and extended it out to her hiding place, if she wanted to stay out of the sun she'd need to be under more layers until she got home.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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Alex shrugged at Phoenix's words of thanks, hoping he wouldn't need the stone. Alex was sure he did, he just had a feeling that something was very wrong, or would be soon. He had to do anything he could to keep the people in his life safe. But then, she did it. Jaiden pointed out the fanny pack. Dammit, he should've worn something different. Maybe skipped his run this morning. That would've thrown off his whole day. Calm down, Alex, it's not that big of a deal. Should he say something? Shrug it off? I'm overthinking this. He chuckled, though it came out sounding more than a little fake, "It's a look." He shrugged, and flashed a charming smile at her, "No pockets."

Alex heard the door open, and didn't think a thing of it, but Aurora's voice was all too familiar. Suddenly, Alex found himself really wishing he looked more put-together. Still, he listened attentively when she addressed him, the hint of a smile playing on his lips. He honestly knew nothing about the flowers, nor did he particularly care, but he nodded like that was the most interesting piece of news he'd received in weeks. "Thank you," he said, a bright smile lighting his face, "She'll be happy to hear that, I'll let her know." He shrugged, "Normally I'd say that I'd stop by myself and bring them home for her, but I don't know I'll be able to do that, today."

Alex looked back to Phoenix, who wanted his order. He thought for a minute, and shrugged, he didn't want anything heavy, he wasn't particularly hungry. Normally, he'd just go for coffee, but this was Phoenix's big day, "How about you let me be the judge of that croissant dough?" He shot a quick wink Phoenix's way, "And some coffee?"

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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AURORA O'SIODHACHAIN
outfit: x x location: phoenix's cafΓ© x hex: #B16C6C

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Image"Really? Oh, I'm so glad!" Aurora placed a hand over her chest, a large grin on her face. "Of course. I also may or may not have enchanted them just a teeny tiny bit. Just so you wouldn't have to water them the first few weeks. I figured you'd have your hands full already". She then dropped her voice low in a serious manner but couldn't help the curve of a smile on her lips, "If it starts getting 'Little Shop of Horrors' in here call me".

Aurora nodded at Alex's response, bouncing slightly on her heels. "That's alright. I could always just drop them by later on this week, it's no rush". Her attention was then stolen again by Jaiden's warm welcome.

She turned to the witch all smiles, walking over to the table where she sat. "Hey stranger. How are the cats? Oh and of course I cannot forget about Melvin." She adored that darn little hedgehog. Whenever Jaiden ordered flowers Aurora made it her mission to hand deliver them each time. It was mainly an excuse to see Jaiden's adorable fur family. "Let me know if those Hellebore's ever need some revamping" She giggled wiggling her fingers to suggest that somehow the fae had some sort of pixie dust up her sleeve. Jaiden's Hellebores were the first flowers Aurora had ever grew that were black. It was definitely a switch from her normal pink and rosy palette but she enjoyed the challenge. Not to mention they turned out beautifully.

Aurora turned her head as Phoenix spoke of getting them something to eat, not realizing how hungry she actually was. Rory had been so busy making sure she had everything ready to go for Phoenix that she skipped her usual green tea with yoga. She grinned at Phoenix, "Anything strawberry and you know you'll have my vote".

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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PHOENIX WOODS
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xxxi'm sorry but i fell in love tonight
xxxi didn't mean to fall in love tonight
xxxyou're looking like you fell in love tonight
xxxcan we pretend that we're in love?

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Phoenix nodded and grinned as Jaiden requested a surprise, already forming an order for her in his mind. Alex asked for a croissant, and Aurora said anything strawberry. "Alright, coming right up." Despite how early it was, there seemed to be a steady trickle of people in already. Spotting that one of the trays of samples he had dotted around the cafe was a little bit low, he grabbed some cookies and headed down to refill it. As he did so, he overheard a conversation, one that made him frown a little. Apparently people had been spotting hunters around the town. Or, at least, strangers that were either hunters or looked scarily similar to them. But because they hadn't been witnessed actually attacking anyone yet, the townspeople couldn't turn on them. Not until they had proof.

Phoenix went back up to the counter and finished his order, turning around and presenting them. "So, salted caramel latte and a jelly bean cookie for Jaiden, americano and almond croissant for Alex, and a strawberry green tea and a strawberry muffin for Aurora," he said. He scanned the cafΓ©, half making sure that there was nobody looking for his attention and half making sure that there wasn't anybody who could possibly be a hunter. But it was a sea of half-familiar faces, people who he recognised if only in passing.

"Did you guys hear about all these mysterious strangers apparently appearing around the town? Most people think they're hunters. I'm just wondering if the promise of my amazing jelly bean cookies finally lured the humans to town," he joked. There had been talk of hunters coming to Greythorne for as long as Phoenix could remember. Sometimes, there genuinely was a threat. Other times, someone had just gotten really lost and had decided to stay around for a while. He didn't know if he believed they were hunters or not. Frankly, he preferred the ignorant bliss of hoping they weren't.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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J A I D E N P R I C E

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Jaiden smirked and chuckled as what she said certainly caused some of fluster and annoyance in Alex. As his body posture and how he acted drastically changed. She shook her head as she spoke, "I'm only joking, Alex. Calm down, man." she chuckled as she turned her attention to Aurora she walked over to her, asking how he fur-babies were doing, "Hey, Rory! They're doing good actually. You should stop by sometime as I know they'd love to see you, especially Melvin. They miss you." she said with a smile and chuckle as she thought about the last time that Aurora was at her house, and how she absolutely fell in love with her pets, especially the hedgehog.

"Oh, and those flowers turned out amazing! I'm excited with how well they turned out, so thank you for those. And you bet I will, but I doubt they will, your flowers never disappoint. They haven't yet so, I look forward to future orders, I have some plans in mind for getting some more in fact." she said with a smile, finally turning her attention to Phoenix as he finally came back with the drinks and food everyone had ordered.

A large smile spread across her face as she heard him announce what he brought for her, she could already tell she'd be a regular with how everything smelled and looked. "My man, Phoenix! This looks amazing, thank you so much!" she said excitedly. Happily taking the cookie and coffee from his hands, she took in the smells, "I'm definitely coming here from now on. Way to go big guy." she said with a smile after taking a sip of her drink, the smell and taste were to die for and she knew she'd be fully dependant on his shop for now. She raised her eyebrow at the mention of the Hunters. She hadn't really thought about it, considering she usually was in her house aside from when she would walk to the town for food and other things.

"I mean, I'm not entirely sure what to think, if I'm being honest. I've only heard some things, but not much. If it's true, I think we'll be fine, we have people here that can take care of it, right? I mean, they can't be that bad...Right?" she said with a small tint of anxiety and uncertainty as she wasn't entirely sure what to think. Would it make going back and staying at her house unsafe if it was true? She did live in the middle of the woods, far away from people, and if anything happened she could be in big trouble. But if it came down to it, she could protect herself, either with or without using her powers. Or so she thought anyway, she wasn't that big of a fan of having to hurt anyone, especially with what she was cursed with, but if she had to, she'd use her magic, even if she didn't like it.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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Alex smiled as Jaiden assured him she was joking; he knew that, he did. He just let his anxiety and overwhelming need for people to like him get the best of him, yet again. He shook his head when Aurora mentioned making the delivery to the house later in the week, "She's planning on coming into town later today, anyway. Stop by and support Phoenix, you know. I don't know what time, though." He shrugged, "If she takes too long, I'll tag along. You know we love visiting you at your shop."

He smiled, turning to the food Phoenix brought. His face fell blank as he tried a bite, and he chewed carefully. He nodded, "That's good." He took a sip of his coffee as Phoenix talked about the rumors of hunters and sighed, "I don't have a good feeling about it..." For a short moment, he looked visibly conflicted, "I've been having dreams again. Death, destruction, no survivors. You know how it is." Alex normally didn't like to talk about his dreams and premonitions; hardly any of them came true, and people tended to roll their eyes and not take him seriously. "All I'm saying, is please be careful."

He rested his elbows on the counter, briefly massaging the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger, mumbling, "I just don't like it." He was, however, known for being a little over-cautious towards strangers, and he knew that about himself, but the last thing he wanted was a silver knife in the back.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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AURORA O'SIODHACHAIN
outfit: x x location: phoenix's cafΓ© x hex: #B16C6C

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CASSIEL DAVIS
outfit: x x location: phoenix's cafΓ© x hex: #A09C9C

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ImageAurora turned in her chair next to Jaiden to dress Alex, "Sounds prefect. I'll keep an eye out for you two" She spoke with a mischievous glint in her eye. It was slight, but nonetheless there.

Turning back to Jaiden, her heart melted at the thought of the animals missing her. "Oh of course. I'm getting so close to understanding Melvin. It's really on the tip of my tongue. Who knew hedgehog was such a difficult dialect?" She spoke with a slight giggle. Her Zoolongualism was definitely rusty as she hadn't used it in years but she tried practicing whenever she was over at Jaidens. Raising an eyebrow at the witches' comment about the flowers Aurora grinned. "Plans? You know I'm all ears, you think it- I can grow it".

The fae's attention was promptly stolen at the words, strawberry and tea, her face lighting up like a child of Christmas. "Phoenix, this smells" she took a small bite of the muffin in front of her, "and tastes delicious". Rory was graciously enjoying the tea and muffin in front of her, after all sweets where a fairy's weakness.

Unfortunately at the mention of hunters, her face suddenly turned ashen. It seemed that the rather chipper one of the group suddenly became the quietest as the others discussed the possibility of hunters in Greythrone. She absentmindedly picked at the muffin wrapper to distract her mind from straying to places that she didn't want it to go. Hunters were always a touchy subject with Aurora, for obvious reasons. It was as if the mention of them turned on her flight-or-fight response. The anxiety from the others were slowly seeping towards her like a thick cloud that left a bitter taste on her tongue.

Aurora suddenly stood up from the table, a cautious yet weary smile on her face. "I'm sorry, I'm just gonna - get some air. And check on the flowers, they're looking a little wilty" She looked towards the cart of flowers near the door, that looked exactly the same as they did when she brought them in this morning. She quickly dashed towards the door opening it, a small squeak coming from her lips as she ran smack into someone who happened to be walking into the cafe. Aurora slowly lifted her eyes to the tall form who stood in front of her immediately noticing his piercing blue eyes, and the coldness that seemed to surround him. He was haunting. "I'm terribly sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going and-" She stopped mid-sentence as he placed a hand on her shoulder freezing her in her tracks. "It's alright, no trouble really." He offered her a smile but it didn't quite reach his eyes. The man stepped aside and Aurora took the opportunity to slip past him out on to the sidewalk taking a comforting breath of fresh air. She instantly felt better. Still, she cast a weary glance back at the stranger watching the door close behind him.

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Cas wasn't one for cafΓ©s. Especially not busy ones. But he had seen a few flyers around town in the week that he had been there and couldn't help himself when he saw 'homemade jams' listed as a product. His damn affinity for blackberry jam. It got him in more trouble than he ever could've imagined.

For one he nearly squashed the girl at the door. A skittish one at that, her thoughts were bouncing off the walls a mile a minute. He had met a few with a mind like hers. Most likely a fairy or nymph. After a century he seemed to clump them into synonymous groups. The angel cursed himself for the unwanted attention he had already gathered for himself. As there were more than a few eyes on him. He ran a careful hand through his blonde hair, surveying the inhabitants of the cafe before making his way up to the counter. Cas searched through the menu and his eyes lit up slightly as he saw a near perfect blackberry scone sitting in the display case, as if it had his name written on it.

Casually leaning against the counter, he turned back into the cafΓ©. All the inhabitants seemed busy, happy. It was one thing he seemed to like about Greythorne. Maybe, perhaps, why he was still here. Cas was on his through BC and the town had been the only for miles. It was merely supposed to be a stop, a day or two - which had easily turned into a week. He reminded himself it wasn't like he was in any big hurry anyway, but the longer he stayed the more chance he had to meet people, to make friends, to make mistakes. He'd learned it the hard way.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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PHOENIX WOODS
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outfit : herex|xhex: #575772
xxxi'm sorry but i fell in love tonight
xxxi didn't mean to fall in love tonight
xxxyou're looking like you fell in love tonight
xxxcan we pretend that we're in love?

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Phoenix frowned at Alex’s mention of his dreams. He trusted Alex’s gut on the matter, trusted that the dreams couldn’t mean anything good. But nothing had happened yet. Hopefully they’d pass on through and this would all blow over. Everything going to hell was the last thing he needed right now.

He fixed a smile back on his face as he turned around to serve a customer, but Aurora’s sudden departure made the smile slip a little. He turned his attention back to the customer and fixed them up with their lemon and ginger white tea, handing them a free cookie and asking them to spread the news. β€œIs Aurora okay? I hope I didn’t upset her by bringing up the hunters,” he said. He didn’t know much about Aurora or what had brought her to the town, but the speed with which she practically ran out the door made him think it couldn’t be much good.

Somebody called him away to ask him a question. His staff were good and only ever asked him to sort something out if they’d given it a try themselves. He’d trained them in himself, but he couldn’t take all the credit. They were hard workers and he was immensely proud of them. He turned back around to serve a customer at the counter... and for a moment was struck entirely speechless, a rarity for him. There was a man at the counter, and he was honestly possibly the most beautiful man Phoenix had ever seen. His white blonde hair was that perfect type of messy that Phoenix could only ever hope to achieve, and those piercing blue eyes felt like he was looking into Phoenix’s soul. He recovered his composure and fixed the biggest smile he could on to his face.

β€œHi there! What can I get you?” He asked, leaning on the counter a little. He was pretty sure he’d promised himself and/or Jaiden (he had been exhausted and a little drunk at the time, so couldn’t be sure if he’d said it out loud to her) that he was never going to fall for a pretty face again. He knew that if there were hunters in town, he should be especially careful. He didn’t recognize this man and knew that he should probably be careful as a result. But... that perfect face and that perfect hair.


EVELYN FOX
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xxxwhat do you want from me?
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xxxwhat do you know?

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Evelyn just scowled at the mention of the hunters. Her skin was still stinging like hell, and she knew it was going to take a while for it to heal up. But Markus had an oddly calming presence, and she figured he was probably a good ally to have on her side. She raised an eyebrow as he mentioned questioning. β€œI like your thinking.” She said with a grin.

She raised an eyebrow as he made a comment about a vampire such as herself, but just scowled and folded her arms as he commented on the fact that she was obviously relatively new to this. β€œIs it that obvious?” She mumbled. But the offer of treatments and of finally getting answers was just too tempting. Plus, Markus seemed to be more experienced, and he might be a relatively good source of information. And he was a pretty elusive person, so she would be lying if she said she wasn’t curious about learning a little bit more about him.

β€œAlright, I’ll grab his feet, you grab his arms,” she said, bending down to grab the man’s feet. He was broad and muscular, and there was no way Evelyn would have had a hope of moving him by herself. But Markus looked strong at least, so they should be able to manage. Especially because she was pretty sure she’d heard that lycans were stronger than regular humans.

β€œSo, a question for you. Like you said, I’m pretty new to this. I knew a hunter at one stage but he wasn’t a... hunter as such. His family were hunters, but he wasn’t. But none of them had a mark like that guy does. Why do they have a hunter’s mark? Because it makes them stand out, and they’re easy for us to target. Otherwise, we’d hesitate because we wouldn’t know if they were just some poor normal person or not, and they’d have a few seconds of an advantage on us.”

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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J A I D E N P R I C E

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Jaiden smiled as Aurora mentioned she was getting close to understanding how to communicate with Melvin, which caused her to smile and chuckle a bit. Aurora did seem to have a natural affinity with that small creature, seeming to understand him more than Jaiden ever could. It would make sense, Aurora was a Fae, or well, Fairy, so it would make sense that she could talk with animals. She also nodded when Aurora gave her a grin about the flowers, and if she had any in mind that she would gladly make more, which she would gladly indulge her friend in. But before she could really answer or think of what to say next, Aurora got up and said she was going to check on the flowers for a moment, and watched but was taken back as the others gave their opinions on what they thought about the hunters, which caused her to go back to thinking about them.

Jaiden's mind had been distracted by several things, primarily by the notion of hunters in the town. She never had the luxury of running into one, yet. But what she knew about them, genuinely scared her. There was a group, a large one mind you, of specially trained individuals to track down and kill certain species within the supernatural world. The main ones she knew were Vampire, Lycan, and Witch Hunters, knowing full well that there were others out there, but those were for some odd reason the three most talked about Hunters. And they happened to be some of the most fearsome Hunters in existence. She was finally snapped back into reality when Phoenix began to talk to the next customer, with too big of a smile on his face. She barely even looked to the side until she saw what Phoenix was looking at, it was a boy, rather tall, slim, messy blonde hair, stark blue eyes, and pale skill.

She looked back to see Phoenix with that look on his face, causing her to slightly choke on her drink as she knew what he was thinking. "Jesus Christ, Phoenix. Really?" she coughed as she cleaned up the spilled coffee off of her, giving him a certain look in return, Phoenix would know what it meant all too well. Her eyes were somewhat squinted, her nose was partially upturned, tightly clenched jaw, and her arms were crossed. It was the look of disappointment and judgment, as he had indeed promised her he'd never fall in love with another pretty face again, albeit it was when he was incredibly drunk, but even then, he had made a promise and was doing well so far. But the last thing he needed right now was to form a crush on a random stranger, especially right after hearing about news of Hunters being in Greythorne...




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| Outfit | Location: Greythorne Woods |

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Markus grinned when she mumbled something under her breath, normally it would have done undetected, but since his hearing was that of animal's, he was able to hear it clear as day. "Look, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant, that after you've lived as long as I have, and met as many other supernatural beings as me, you learn to pick up on things. It's not a bad thing, it's just something you learn when you have nothing better to do in your free time of a century.." he said rather bluntly. He didn't care that anyone knew how old he truly was, as it didn't matter to him, if anything it helped keep others at bay, if they had the impression of him being older than he was in appearance. He turned and looked when she grabbed his ankles and helped drag him back to Markus' humble abode, which wasn't as far of a treck as anyone would probably think otherwise.

As they had begun walking, Evelyn, if he remembered correctly began to speak again, he wasn't the biggest talker himself, more of a listener. But with the questions she brought up, he couldn't help but want to answer. He had too much time on his hands over the years, and he spent much of it learning. He knew if he was going to live for a long time, why not spend it the best way he could? Gather as much knowledge as he could, especially when it came to his past, and his relationship with Hunters. He finally nodded to her questions as he thought on what to say exactly, until he finally came up with the proper explanation, especially about the mark on their neck. "Well, first, you're very much so correct. Not all Hunters have them, just a small amount do, like our friend here." he said in motion to the man they were carrying back through the woods, if anyone were to see it, they'd suspect a murder, or maybe something else. But Markus didn't really care, not many people came into these woods, and those that did knew that someone watched over these woods.

Markus looked at Evelyn for a moment, and then back to where they were going as they continued walking, "Those that do have the mark, are what we consider rogue Hunters. Hunters that have either went against the Hunter's Code, or have been proven to be too dangerous and were given a mark. My best guess with these two? I got the sense of them being a bit of both, but if I were to assume, I'd say too violent. Even Hunters have a code to follow. And whatever these two bastards did went against it." he stated all too plainly as if he was simply talking about the weather or what he was going to do that day. Hunters didn't really scare him, but what did were the ones like this. Why would they be coming here? He doubted they'd be the only Hunters to come here, and he'd expect more to arrive at any point.

"Anyway, my home is just a bit further up this way. We can discuss more when we're behind closed doors. We don't know who else could be watching, or listening. Even though I don't sense anything, yet." he said as he looked back at the woman that was helping in carrying the Hunter. Something about her, seemed off. She wasn't like most vampires he met, especially not the new ones that he had met before. She was almost too human, and for her own good and safety. It was something he'd have to help her learn. While he wasn't the biggest fan of vampires, all considering his ast with them, he wasn't going to turn away one that was obviously too new, and in a way innocent to the world she was recently welcomed to.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Alex couldn't help but chuckle at Aurora's mischievous tone. He didn't know if it was her fey abilities or her personality, but something about Aurora just made him feel... good, happy even. In a way he didn't typically feel. But all the talk of hunters clearly affected her, and it wasn't long before she was practically running out the door. He stared at the stranger that walked in right behind her, only for a moment, before turning to say something to Phoenix, who was completely and utterly distracted. He rolled his eyes and stood, "I think I'm going to check on her. I have to head out, anyway." He rummaged through his pack to pay for his order, and decided to cover Aurora's as well, "Here, go ahead and cover her's, keep the change, you know the drill." He started walking for the door, but he paused for a moment, briefly considering offering another word of warning, but he decided against it. He had no specifics, and he didn't want to worry anyone more.

Once he walked out the door, he sped up for a moment to catch up with Aurora, cleared his throat to get her attention without startling her, "Hey, you okay?" He paused for a moment, "I just...' In truth, he couldn't let her rush out like that and be alone unless he knew without a doubt she was going to be okay. He knew that hunters left everyone with feelings of anxiety and dread, feelings he with which he was entirely too acquainted. "I'm never right about these things, you know, there's probably nothing to worry about."

He offered a smile, though he wasn't the best at being comforting, he was trying. "I also wanted to make sure you don't get run over, I'm pretty sure you came close to being completely flattened back there." He shrugged, "Can't have anything happen to you, then where would I get all my flowers?"

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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AURORA O'SIODHACHAIN
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CASSIEL DAVIS
outfit: x x location: phoenix's cafΓ© x hex: #A09C9C

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ImageAurora stopped when she heard Alex behind her, turning to face him. She was a little surprised that Alex had come after her - he was sweet, she knew that all too well but he didn't seem like the comforting type. If she was being honest with herself she was a tad embarrassed with her actions, but Aurora's mind ran a mile a minute most of the day... it was a fairy thing. It's incredibly easy for her to multitask, and even more so to get sidetracked. Her mother called it fae ADHD. "Yeah- yeah, just hunters and... not the best of memories" She said inwardly cringing as she said the word 'hunters'. Aurora never had any problem disclosing her past, as painful as it was. Honesty is the best policy, her father always spoke. It didn't always help either that fairies sometimes had a hard time telling a lie, but there were definitely ways to get around it. However, she made her tone more lighthearted in an effort to make Alex less uncomfortable. Not that she liked being pitiful either.

"Hey, don't sell yourself short. The things you see- it's, I guess what I'm trying to say is that you're a damn good witch" Rory playfully shoved his shoulder, she couldn't help the fact that her empathy might of given him a tiny feeling of happiness. But everyone needed that once in a while right?

Aurora giggled at his comment, tucking a stray strand of dark hair behind her ear. "It was an honest mistake really, I wasn't really looking and I would much rather get flattened by that tall glass of water than anything else" She wiggled her eyebrows remembering the snow-haired beauty she ran into, biting her lip slightly to hold in her laugh. "I promise you I'm not going anywhere, I don't think I could bear seeing my favorite customer go somewhere else to buy mediocre flowers".

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Cas couldn't help but match the gaze of the man behind the counter. He would be lying to himself, if he hadn't seen the look before. After a few centuries you start to pick up on the social cues of others around you. A lazy smile appeared on his face, as the man in front of him took a moment - almost as if he forgot what he was supposed to say. But then a wonderful smile lit up his face, and Cas bit the inside of his cheek to help him keep his cooly demeanor. Smiles were the one thing that always got to him, he'd seen thousands but could only remember a few. He knew right away this was one he would likely never forget.

The man leaned across the counter slightly and Cas smelled fresh coffee and a hint of cinnamon. Stop. He was being foolish. Selfish even. In the beginning Cas was frivolous and careless when it came to paying too much attention to others, and reaped the consequences. Morbidly put, there's only so many people you can watch die you care about before you finally decide that you can't do it anymore. He was really thinking too much about this, it was just a man in a coffee shop, with a nice smile. A very nice smile.

Cas was thankful when the man asked him his order and he suddenly remembered the reason he was here in the first place. He pointed to the perfect looking scone in the case, "a blackberry scone and..." he leaned forward a bit cocking his head slightly to the side in a curious manner. "I couldn't help but notice on the flyers you had homemade jams? If you have a few jars of blackberry, you very well might make my day. If you haven't already". Oh he really wanted to get himself into trouble today, didn't he.

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Alex nodded when Aurora mentioned her distaste of hunters; he was familiar enough with her story, though he'd never personally asked for details. He was glad she seemed more upbeat about it, even if he did suspect it was to avoid awkwardness- no one liked being particularly vulnerable in public, and sometimes he was glad for that. Vulnerability- his own or otherwise- was not his strong suit. He couldn't help but smile when she pushed his shoulder, but he genuinely wouldn't call himself that good of a witch. True, the future was an incredibly easy thing to change, and that didn't mean he shouldn't take his dreams seriously. But he also had a very hard time trusting what he saw, especially because it seemed none of the things he saw ever came to pass.

He shrugged when she joked about the man she'd run into, trying to hold an air of nonchalance- but yeah, he got it. "He was handsome, I'll give you that." He leaned in close, whispering, "Phoenix is already practically in love with him, though, so it looks like you'll have to settle for someone less dreamy to run into in the future."

He nodded, "Without your help I'd be buying some seriously sad looking flowers. You'd end up haunting me, I can see it now." He smiled at Aurora, eye glinting somewhat mischievously, "I'm telling everyone that I'm your favorite, by-the-way. All the little old ladies are going to be jealous." He winked, "Is Abuela's order of..." He trailed off, clearly already having forgotten what flowers they were, "um, flower- gardenias! Is it a lot? I left the cafe sooner than I thought, I might be able to stop by and pick them up, after all. Might be a nice surprise for her."

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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ImageAurora bit the inside of her cheek as he teasingly leaned close whispering into her ear. She assumed he was close enough, he could probably count the freckles on her face. After he pulled away to look at her she feigned a look of sadness, blowing a small sigh out of her lips. β€œThat’s a shame. I would’ve scared him off anyway. I always do”, She said partially joking, but there still was some truth to her tone. Rory hadn’t done much dating since her arrival to Greythrone. She’d tried, but all she had managed to do was scare off a werewolf and a siren. Aurora had summed it up to her fae nature - no one simply could keep up with her. Regardless she was happy, and kept herself too busy to think much about romantic relationships.

Aurora rolled her eyes at the haunting comment placing her hands on her hips. β€œOh yes, I think a 5’4’’ glitter bomb would be particularly haunting” She wiggled her fingers in his face mimicking the β€˜highly-unrealistic’ boo’s that humans had attributed to ghosts before ending in a fit of giggles. β€œOh really? My favorite? I’m curious as to how you came to that outlandish conclusion” Rory said raising an eyebrow. β€œYou know, I think my favorite would have at least remembered their order of flowers. Nonetheless, I like to think of myself as a rather forgiving person so I’ll let it slide this time” She turned on her heel and began walking down the sidewalk calling back over her shoulder. β€œYou’re more than welcome to pick them up now, I’m on my way back anyway. Unless you’ve had your daily dose of Aurora today and can pick them up tomorrow.”

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Cas’s eyes lit up in delight as the man placed the lovely looking scone on a plate and setting it in front of him. If he were being honest, he might of ordered every jam the store had, after all he had plenty of time to try all of them. While he was back in the kitchen getting the jam, Cas’s eyes roamed back to the rest of the cafe instantly locking eyes with someone who’s burning gaze had been boring into the back of his head the entire time he had been talking to the man at the counter. It was a woman, who didn’t look particularly happy with his presence. A best friend most likely, she didn’t trust him. She was probably right. When she had noticed that he had caught her gaze she turned away leaving the store, causing him to turn back to the counter just as a handful of jam jars were placed in front of him.

Cassiel bit his lip slightly to keep from grinning wildly as the man, Phoenix, rambled on in front of him. Asking too many questions for Cas’s normal liking but at this point he found that he really didn’t mind. The comment about the homegrown berries made him raise an eyebrow and he truly didn’t doubt that they were as good as Phoenix described. β€œPromising me endless jars of jam is a little dangerous. I might drive you crazy” He said with a slight chuckle, β€œI’m Cas, Cas Davis” He had dropped the last half of his name a few years after the fall - he didn’t feel like he was Cassiel anymore, not to mention he never liked giving too much information to anyone. Cas had adopted the last name Davis on the third day he fell after he ran into a man with the same last name. It was simple, common, not too flashy, it worked.

Cassiel wasn’t surprised that Phoenix asked him many questions about who he was and why he was here. He didn’t blame him, if a stranger strolled into his quiet town too he’d be a little suspicious. It wasn’t the first time that someone had fired questions at him, but it had been quite sometime so for a moment he was a little taken by surprise. Maybe it was the fact that the last couple of years he had distanced himself from others to avoid this exact situation. It didn’t take him long to get over the small little hiccup before the words flowed out of him convincingly. He had spent years perfecting a story, in fact many. The business owner, the professor, the traveler, the list went on and on. It was sort of amusing to him, to see how creative and elaborate he could possibly get with his backstory. He always found it interesting how easily others believed him, of course there were certain things you had to follow. For one, he could never tell too little or too much - either end of the spectrum seemed suspicious.

Still, looking into Phoenix’s eyes he felt bad. Bad about lying. Cas normally never felt any sort of adherence to anyone in a while, but this man in front of him made it a little more difficult. Especially when he threw flirtatious banter his way. β€œTo be quite honest” oh how he humored himself sometimes, β€œGreythorne was simply a stop. I only meant to stay in town for a night, I’m on my way up to White Horse in Yukon. My sister lives there. I guess there’s just something about this town that wants to keep me here. And I have a terrible feeling that your jam might be the cause of that” He said with a chuckle and a slight wink.

Cas’s expression faltered however when he felt an odd, pulling sensation and took a small step back noticing that a girl had quite literally walked through him. Any normal human might’ve fainted at the sight but Cas assumed that most everyone in this town had some sort of oddness. At least, most of them didn’t have any problem with hiding it. That thought alone unnerved him slightly, after seeing the Salem ordeal unfold he’d imagined every supernatural being were weary of being open about themselves. Ghosts were also something that Cas resonated differently with, most of the time he felt bad for them. Lost souls stuck in the middle. As he looked inquisitively at the young ghost in front of him he assumed she must have a place waiting for her above. She didn’t seem too menacing. He offered her a warm smile as she realized what she had done, β€œdon’t worry, I promise you that’s not the first time that has ever happened” a teasing glint in his eye. That was the truth.

Not wanting to intrude on Phoenix’s conversation with the ghost girl, he placed way more than what he owed down on the counter grabbing his scone and jam jars. β€œThanks for the scone and the jams, - oh and keep the change” Cas offered one last alluring smile in Phoenix’s direction before settling himself into a quiet corner of the cafe, not wasting much time before biting into the scone. Out of his two-hundred something years on Earth it was quite possibly the best blackberry scone he had ever had.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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PHOENIX WOODS
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Phoenix had promised himself that he wouldn't fall head over heels so quickly again, that he wouldn't fall for the first stranger that paid him even the slightest bit of attention. But one conversation with Cas, and Phoenix could feel himself falling down that rabbit hole all over again. He kept a plentiful supply of blackberry scones on the counter at all times and made sure he always had blackberry jam on hand. He'd forgotten how good this felt, the rush of seeing the man walk in.

And then there was still the nights when the loneliness weighed so heavily on his chest that he had to stay moving for fear it would pin him down and suffocate him. Cas had never intended on sticking around, he reminded himself. Why was he doing this to himself? Why was he letting himself get his heart broken all over again? How hadn't he learned by now? He was beginning to run out of distractions, and pouring his excess energy into his houseplants had backfired. The lavender had nearly taken over the balcony, and there was now a little pot of it in every room in his house, as well as some of his friends. The blackberries were thriving, though.

But a distraction arrived in the form of the annual Fall Festival. It seemed a little stereotypical for a town that largely consisted of the monsters that others dressed up as, but it was Phoenix's favourite time of year, and offered the perfect distraction as he concocted the perfect fall recipes and planned themed events for the cafΓ©. Everyone's favourite evening was the second last night festival, and it was the first night Phoenix was letting himself have off. The cafΓ© had a small stall, overflowing with handcrafted treats and serving themed drinks, but his staff had pretty much ordered him to go enjoy himself, even just for a few hours.

Phoenix loved the food and the smells of the festival, but deep down, his favourite part was seeing the entire town in costume. For a night, anybody could be anybody, and you had to do a double take as people walked past or waved. He hadn't exactly put in a whole lot of effort into his outfit, switching out the vest for a long sleeved black t-shirt at the last minute, but the wings had been his distraction for the past few nights. He'd DIYed a cheap masquerade mask and overall, was pretty happy with the result. So having been shoved away from his stand with a cup of his custom spiced cider in his hands, he found himself grinning as he wandered around the festival.


EVELYN FOX
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The hunter in the woods had proved to be a surprisingly willing informant for their plans. Then again, faced with an overly chatty vampire and a grumpy lycan, who wouldn't be? But what they'd found out had unnerved Evelyn. There was apparently more hunters coming to the town. And the majority of them were branded. That's what they called themselves. The Branded. The ones deemed too dangerous. No, Evelyn didn't like the thought of them working together at all.

And clearly, they weren't superstitious. If Evelyn had had to pick a time to attack a town of the supernatural, she wouldn't have chosen the few days in the run up to Halloween. She didn't know if they were any more powerful, but she figured that only an idiot would chance it. But no, apparently they had plans. And of course, the whole town was out in force, in masquerade to boot. Thankfully, she didn't see any stereotypical vampire costumes. She was on edge enough, and seeing one might have just driven her over. She was rather proud of her outfit, topped off with a mask she'd found at the last minute. Once upon a time, she would have worn something a little more daring, but she wanted to be able to move and to fight if she had to. And besides, there seemed to be a range of outfits, ranging from truly artistic to the usual "sexy" ones.

She wished that this hadn't been her first time experiencing the festival, because it was amazing. The sights, the sounds, the smells. Everyone seemed so happy, so relaxed. Evelyn found herself praying that nothing would happen, that they'd been lied to. She couldn't let herself relax. Everyone that she didn't immediately recognise posed a threat, and with everyone in costumes and masked, it was impossible to immediately recognise anyone. She exhaled heavily. It would be fine. It had to be.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Time had passed by slowly as the next few days came and gone. Jaiden visited the cafe almost every day as she needed her coffee fix, never letting it go with how Phoenix always looked at the man that came in for his jam and sweets. His name was Cas Davis, and something was odd about him, she couldn't place her finger on it, but something just didn't sit right with her about him. But her real priority was somewhere else, the next few days would be bringing Halloween, and the town's local fest, the Fall Festival. It was one of the few things that she honestly looked forwards to, and she already had her mind on ideas for outfits. She had finished her's off all too soon as she had the concept in mind for a while, and was busy at work making what she would end up dressing with. On the other hand, the hard part was the mask. Every year people would dress up and wear masks, and every year she would have something different, this time she decided to opt for a small and rather basic, leather mask that was dyed a crimson color with some small details on it, nothing over the top, but was fancy enough for what she was trying to achieve.

There were a few people she had in mind that she remembered that they requested that if she had the time, she could make some masks for them as well, and she happily obliged. Then she remembered two other people specifically that would need masks, one would be more ornate and fancy than her own, and the other would be more on the basic side of things, as she knew the latter person wasn't much for dressing up, unless it was the Festival. Then he went about as out and extravagant as he could. Over the last few days she had finished their masks and personally delivered them herself. Their reactions were as she expected, one was excited and happy with how it turned out, the other simply thanked her.

But the day finally came, The Fall Festival was here and Jaiden couldn't be any happier. She had gotten some of her chores done for that day and was getting things ready for the evening, getting into her costume and grabbing her mask, she'd it on when she got closer to the downtown side of where the festival was always held. Finally, she made it and found herself smiling, so many people. Humans and supernatural alike, they were all dressed up and communing with one another. She smiled and put on her mask before she decided to join in on the fun, she grabbed some coffee and snacks from one of the stands and began to walk around and look at the other's costumes and see if she could spot any familiar or unfamiliar faces. Her mind was on the thought of Hunters, and if they were here, it would be almost imossible to find them out in this large of a masked crowd.



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The next few days had passed by slowly for Markus just as he had expected. He and Evelyn interrogated the Hunter, and what they got was surprising to him. He knew they were of the Branded kind, that much he knew, but the fact that specifically those kind of Hunters coming here brought a tang of anxiety and fear in him. The thought of Brandeds coming to Greythorne didn't sit well with him. As the days past, he kept the Hunter in his cellar, only ever letting him out to use the bathroom and back to the cellar he'd go. Always remaining handcuffed and locked up, he couldn't risk him getting out until he knew what he was going to do with him.

The days continued passing by, and Markus had remembered that the Fall Festival was around the corner, he'd need a costume and mask, even though he wasn't a fan of masks, he knew one person that hand made them with care, he had asked one of the few artists and designers in the town if she could make a mask for him, and she was all too happy to help. Markus didn't know her well, but from what he knew, she was a decent person, rather kind, skittish and introverted, but nonetheless kind to him. He knew what she was, specifically her being a witch, but he didn't care. He had no right to judge anyone, or anything, especially with his past. When the day came for his mask to be delivered he thanked Jaiden with a kind smile and a small hug, offering if she ever needed anything, he'd gladly help.

A small smile spread across his face when he opened the small box, revealing the mask that he had custom made for him specifically. It turned out far better than what he expected and was all too thankful. It was basic, but fancy enough for what he had in mind. The day finally came when the Festival would begin, he dressed into his costume and put on the mask, looking himself over in the mirror, he looked stupid, but he didn't care as much as he normally would. Everyone would look a little dopey and he was okay with that, besides, wearing a mask would help his insecurities and social anxieties a bit. Soon the time came and he found himself in the middle of the festival, walking around with a cup of fresh coffee in his hand and a small smile on his face as he looked at all the people dressed in costumes, but the thought of the Hunter in his basement was on the back of his mind, he wouldn't be able to stay too long, but long enough to have a good time.



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the next few days Violet had felt absolutely awful and embarrassed. She accidentally had passed through the man more than once as the week had gone on, never realizing it until it was too late, always apologizing and feeling embarrassed about it. Half of the time she had spent in the house, watching over her grandmother, more often than not she spent time talking to her, even though it was mostly one-sided conversations. But seeing her grandmother and being able to talk was rather therapeutic for her, and she needed it. She needed a way to escape and find a way to vent, and often rambling to her grandmother helped, even if she couldn't hear or see her.

But as the days passed Violet became aware of the fact that the Fall Festival was coming up, and she'd need to do something about it. As it was Halloween, she'd be at her strongest, as in a sense, a "portal" from the other side would be opened the ghosts would be at their strongest, as well as being able to fully communicate and interact with the living, even though it was only a few hours. Violet relished Holloween for reasons like that, and she took it with glee. She was more than excited when a small box was left on the front porch of her house, it contained a small and rather beautiful mask inside, containing a letter as well. It was from one of the locals, Jaiden Price to be specific. A small smile creeped on her face.

Jaiden had always been nice to her, and no matter what, she always saw her as a friend or as much of a friend that a ghost-like her could have. The day finally came and Violet had decided on her costume, it would be basic enough, but it was all that she could really do. She'd only have a few hours until she returned to her normal state of not being able to be seen or fully interact with the living, and she was aware of that fact. The time soon came and the festival began, Violet happily and excitedly found herself in the middle of the town, amongst the people in costumes, laughing, smiling, and having a good time. This was one of the few times she could be with people and feel alive again, and she took it head on. She put on her mask and happily found herself walking around, smiling and talking with people, finding out the latest news and gossip, simply trying to be able to have that feeling of what it was like to be alive again, and this year, she was going to take it as much as she could.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Violet Marsden Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Under normal circumstances, this would have been Alex's favorite night of the year. He'd spent months working on his costume, sewing and re-sewing pieces, hand stitching details, giving up on the mask and buying it online; all while trying to maintain some sort of historical accuracy, even with his Abuela's constant "Alex, who cares how historically accurate it is? It's creepy. That's all anyone's going to notice." He cared if it was accurate! So, normally, he would be absolutely thrilled, but tonight he was more worried than anything. "You just gotta get the dreams out of your mind, Alex." He mumbled to himself, "I know that hunters are almost certainly getting too close for comfort, but nothing bad ever really comes of it. It'll be fine." Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that he should just climb into bed and skip the festival entirely.

Instead, he got ready; layer by layer, piece by piece. At least I'll stay warm. He thought to himself, trying to put thoughts of fire, death, destruction, and hunters out of his mind. "Alex," he turned when he heard his name. This was the first time his Abuela had seen all the pieces of his costume put together, "my god. Don't you think you've taken the 'melancholic ghost boy' thing a little too far?"

He looked down at himself, "No that's not- it's not... It's a plague...." He sighed, "I am not working out my reasoning with you." She rolled her eyes, mumbled something about scaring children, and the two of them set out for the festival, originally together, but they split up pretty quickly once they hit the crowd. A short wave of panic hit Alex, but he swallowed it down, adjusted his hat, and kept an eye out for friendly faces. He would certainly feel better around friends; instead, he felt swallowed by a mob of vaguely familiar faces, and some he couldn't place at all. The mask didn't help, and he was already considering ditching it for some piece of mind, but he decided to take it a step at a time, everything was going to be just fine.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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xxxi'm sorry but i fell in love tonight
xxxi didn't mean to fall in love tonight
xxxyou're looking like you fell in love tonight
xxxcan we pretend that we're in love?

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One of Phoenix's favourite things about this was the sheer variety of costumes. There was some who were wearing their own clothes and a mask, some who had clearly put most of their effort into one bold, aspect, and others who had gone entirely overboard. And none of them were out of place. Some kids ran over and touched his wings, and Phoenix bent down and bent them towards them so they could feel them properly. They giggled and ran away again, their dad shooting him a thankful look as he jogged after them.

Phoenix did a double take as he spotted one costume, before grinning to himself. Even if he didn't see their face, he only knew one person who would wear something like that. "Alex!" he called as he jogged up to him, already grinning. "Your costume is amazing! Seriously, dude, I was genuinely freaked out!" He gushed. He decided not to mention that he could see at least one kid who appeared to be generally terrified of Alex. "Is your abuela here? Please tell me she dressed up too," he said.

There was a figure standing a few metres away. Phoenix would have immediately recognised that figure anywhere by this point. The only reason he hesitated was because he'd said he wouldn't come. But sure enough, it was Cas, wearing a skull mask and a very, very flattering suit. "Cas!" He called, waving and beckoning Cas over, his grin widening as he did so. The small, sensible part of his brain that he had left sighed dramatically, but it was too late. He could just say hi, he told himself. He could show Cas around a little. He could just be a friendly face. It didn't have to mean anything.



EVELYN FOX
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xxxwhat do you want from me?
xxxwhy do you run from me?
xxxwhat are you wondering?
xxxwhat do you know?

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Evelyn was new in town, and quickly realised that she didn't exactly know too many people. She bought a chai latte and a slice of brownie and ate them as she wandered around, stopping to buy some sunflowers from a stall. The range of costumes endeared her, from kids dressed as ghosts and skeletons and cats to... someone apparently dressed as a plague doctor? And there was everything in between.

As she strolled through the stalls, she fell in love with the people. She spotted two girls talking to each other, one dressed in steampunk gear, and another in a, frankly, adorable pastel witch outfit. "Oh my god, I know this is weird, but I love your outfits! You guys look so cool!" She gushed as she passed, but didn't stop to talk.

She spotted a familiar figure, dressed in a costume that made her smirk. She made her way over to him. "Ahoy there, matey. Glad to have a first mate on this journey of ours." She teased, tipping her hat at him. "Didn't realise this was exactly your scene. Good to know you're not too grumpy to have a little fun." She added. The fact that the two of them had basically worn the same costume made her smirk. "You know, people are going to talk about us wearing the same costume. They might even think we're friends," she teased.

"Did our mutual friend diverge any more information about what's going to go down?" She asked lightly, but the weight behind them was real. They couldn't ignore it, despite how much she wanted to just ignore it all and have a good evening.

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Alex was spending most of his time trying not to run into people, and wishing he'd worn a half mask, at least. He could've done with better visibility, and the ability to, you know, actually have something to eat or drink. The few people that stopped to ask him questions about his costume were met with much more information than they really wanted, and he was once again reminded that most people just didn't care about historical accuracy when met with modern costuming techniques.

Alex heard his name, and before he could even see the other person called back, "Hey, Nix!" As Phoenix gushed about his costume, he took a quick step back so he could actually see Phoenix's. He nodded slowly, "Hey, thanks. I kind of ran out of time in the end, didn't have time to work out the mask how I wanted. Speaking of; around March next year, remind me that I should absolutely not go with a costume that requires a full mask." He cleared his throat, "Those wings are sweet. I'm gonna need to get a better look later without the mask. I'd do it now, but once I take this thing off, I doubt it's going back on." When asked about his Abuela, he shook his head, "She and Louise are... bats? I think. That's what they said, but the likeness isn't that great. Mostly I think they're trying to be sexy, which..." He sighed, "Don't get me wrong- I'm all for that normally, and it's not even that they're in their 60's... But, you know, there is the whole 'my grandma is wearing that.' Anyway, she ditched me, apparently I cramp her style. She's probably off trying to get drunk." He rolled his eyes, also tossing his head back semi-dramatically.

Then Phoenix spotted Cas, and Alex nodded, more to himself than anything. This guy was new in town, and Alex knew nothing about him other than he was very attractive, and tall, and apparently really liked jam. Alex leaned in closer to Phoenix, and quickly said, "Okay, what's the plan? Should I flirt with you, make him jealous, maybe he'll make a move. I could flirt with him, make him feel like he has to make some sort of a choice- I won't blow it for you, don't worry." He shrugged, "I could be myself, which, honestly, is the most dangerous option here. He's very pretty." He was mostly joking, and was pretty sure that Phoenix would catch on to that, even without seeing the mischievous grin on his face.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia

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CASSIEL DAVIS
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C

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Imageβ€œIt turned out amazing! I wish I was that talented” Aurora said with a small sigh but a smile on her face. β€œLucinda helped me with most of the putting together - I just got to pick the colors” She giggled, as she remembered sitting at the Carson’s dining table while Lucinda stitched the skirt. Lucinda was amazing, but the more time she spent with her the more Rory missed her own mother.

Rory turned to face Evelyn just as the vampire was already making her way back through the crowd offering her a small smile and gratitude. Evelyn was one of the most conflicted people she had ever met, besides Alex, but she was a sweetie deep down. Aurora made a mental note to talk to her more.

As Jaiden rambled on Aurora giggled, placing a hand on Jaiden’s shoulder in a friendly β€˜I know what you mean’ sort of fashion but also eased a bit of comfort her way through touch. β€œThank you! You look great too as always” Rory could sense the crowd was making Jaiden a little nervous and decided to divert to a more comfortable topic. β€œHave you seen any of the others? Alex told me he was dressing creepy” She rolled her eyes slightly. β€œI tried to get him to be a sunflower, but he wouldn’t budge. Can you imagine how great that would’ve been? I had my Gardner outfit all planned out”.


Cas was glancing at some Talismans from a Shaman’s small booth when he heard his name being called. He froze in place, his face blushing a faint rose as he recognized the voice instantly. Cas turned slowly hoping - praying that the voice didn’t belong to Phoenix and he was simply just hearing things. Shit. As he locked eyes with the witch he felt a mix of instant regret and something else - excitement? No, that couldn’t really be right. Phoenix was standing next to another man, one he recognized faintly from the cafe the first time he had ever walked in. Cas had seen him around a few times since then, but never stopped to chat. He found that he subconsciously walking towards the two, a charming smile on his face. Talking to Phoenix would most likely make leaving in the morning much more complicated. He hadn’t planned on telling anyone, his stay was getting suspicious nonetheless. Not to mention he knew he was getting way too attached to the people in this town.


As he got closer to the two, he began to make out their costumes. A- Al, Alex. Alex. That was it, was wearing some morbid plague doctor get-up which frankly matched the dark cloud that Cas always felt surrounded him. He then turned to Phoenix his smile faltering slightly as he looked at the midnight black wings attached to his back. Cas shoved his hands in his pockets to keep them from shaking as he felt his face pale. Of course, of course this would happen. He cursed the heavens in his mind as he coughed slightly to break the awkward tension, the smile reappearing on his face. β€œSorry, I think there was definitely something else in that Apple Cider” His laugh was curt and a bit strained. Cas turned quickly to Alex thinking about offering a hand to shake but decided against it. β€œI don’t think we’ve been properly introduced I’m Cas Davis. I’m sure you might know me as the man who has been buying up all of Woods’s jams” He nodded in Phoenix’s direction with a slight wink.

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Markus Valegood Character Portrait: Evelyn Fox Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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xxxi'm sorry but i fell in love tonight
xxxi didn't mean to fall in love tonight
xxxyou're looking like you fell in love tonight
xxxcan we pretend that we're in love?

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Phoenix laughed as Alex asked him to remind him not to wear a full mask the following year. Frankly, the thought of one just seemed outright claustrophobic to Phoenix, but Alex had seemed excited about it at first. And Phoenix didn't exactly have room to judge- had he had time, effort, resources, he might have put a little more effort in to his own costume. But he was happy with how it had turned out, even still. Phoenix grinned as Alex complimented them.

Alex's questions about what he should do as Cas approached, and Phoenix barely had time to respond. "Just be yourself, okay? That's more than enough," he said with a grin. But he didn't have time to dwell on it. There was something... strange in Cas' behaviour. At first, he seemed that perfect flawless figure he always was, cool and calm and collected. And then, suddenly, he paled, seeming panicky for just a moment. He recovered quickly, but Phoenix could see the few cracks in the perfect mask for the first time. But the slight wink made Phoenix grin and blush a little.

"Cas, this is Alex. Alex, Cas. Alex and I have been friends since we were kids. And Cas' purchases of jam have probably bought my food for the rest of the month. When you combine that with the charming conversation and company, it's an absolute delight serving you," he said to Cas with a beaming smile. "So, has the Fall Festival made you fall completely in love with Greythorne yet? It's probably my favourite time of year, if I'm being honest," he said. He decided not to dwell on Cas' momentary discomfort. It was probably just Alex's costume. It seemed to unnerve everyone. There was a small voice in his head that reminded him that Cas had only paled as he'd turned to look at Phoenix, but the reasoning behind that was a place that Phoenix didn't want to go right now.



EVELYN FOX
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xxxwhat do you want from me?
xxxwhy do you run from me?
xxxwhat are you wondering?
xxxwhat do you know?

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Evelyn just smirked as Markus rolled his eyes. She'd discovered that calling him an old man was an effective and satisfying way to irritate him just a little, and she seemed to get mileage out of it every time she used it. This time was no different as he explained himself more than necessary. "Sure thing, Grandpa," she retorted with a smirk as they began to walk. She knew exactly what that look meant. No hunter talk in somewhere as public as this. But she hadn't actually said the word hunter, and he had room to be as vague as he liked. He was the one who said the word "attack", in her defense, although he did wait at least until they were away from the crowds.

The change in his tone made her raise an eyebrow, as he went from making plans to telling her to go make friends, essentially. "Figured that figuring out this whole hunter problem is probably a better use of my time right now. Especially because I've got all of eternity to make friends," she said. The words were out before she realised how she'd let the venom seep in to them, her hatred at the thought of living and living and living forever. She'd wanted to live a long life, but never this long. Not with all of the unpleasantness it brought.

"How did you reconcile yourself to this life?" She asked suddenly, not looking at him. "The thought of... living forever, and ever, the only end in sight brought about by someone else. Like, I wanted to live to a hundred, just because that's a really cool achievement. But like, vampires live for hundreds of years. And hundreds of years is way longer than I ever anticipated. How do you even... make friends if you know you're going to live that long? If they're mortal, they're just going to die. If they're immortal, surely you're just eventually going to get fed up of each other. And then they've also got to deal with the whole... drinking blood to survive thing," she said. "With their friend being a monster."

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Woods Character Portrait: Jaiden Price Character Portrait: Aurora  O'Siodhachain Character Portrait: Alex Garcia Character Portrait: Cassiel Davis

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Image"Really? I honestly might have to take you up on that offer sometime" Aurora always liked learning new things, and often spent some of her free time gaining knowledge in random skills such as how to cook an egg twenty different ways or make wreaths. After being confined to the same town for six years you really start to get creative. She didn't really mind the sameness, Greythorne was home. Standing on her tiptoes she gazed around for a few moments with a small chuckle, "I don't even think I can see over the first line of people" Rory shrugged slightly peering at the Carnival booths just a few steps away. Each booth lined with a multitude of prizes her eyes lighting up. It was no secret that fae were hoarders, not as bad as dragons of course, but shiny, interesting objects were so enticing to her. "Could I interest you in a friendly game of Ski-ball? Or darts? If I don't leave her with one of those oversized, stuffed unicorns - I might cry".


Cas bit the inside of his cheek slightly to stop his wide grin at Phoenix's introduction settling instead for a softer smile. He wondered for a brief moment if the Witch knew how adorable he was, and for a fleeting moment what he would think if he knew Cas's real indentity. It was a dangerous thought and he quickly buried it among the rest like he always did. Cas could think of two people on this planet who knew who he actually was, the rest were dead.

As he turned to Alex with a smile, chuckling at his comment. "I believe at this point half the town knows about my jams" He shot a small look in Phoenix's direction, almost teasingly. Normally, Cas turned off the little angelic abilities he had but some minds were stronger than others. It took him a small moment to decipher the jumbled mess of thoughts, but he finally realized Alex was thinking about his necklace. He hadn't even given it a second thought putting it on, it was like second nature to him most of the time. Now he realized how incriminating it might've looked surrounded by a multitude of witches. It took quite a bit of his will power not to mess with it then and there, he realized how much that small gesture might've given away. "Well it's certainly nice to finally meet you, I've heard a bit about you" He grinned out of the corner of his mouth before turning back to Phoenix.


"Greythorne definitely has caught my eye, I might need a little more convincing before I jump to love. Out of all my years traveling I have to say it's perhaps one of the most charming towns I've ever encountered. Certainly has the most charming individuals". The two would most likely think nothing of it, but Cas was getting too comfortable with the things he was saying. In a situation like this he normally turned cold and abrasive, but he couldn't - he couldn't bring himself to that, maybe not yet.

He turned back to Alex, briefly forgetting of the other witch's presence as he had gone silent. ”You humor me. I promise you that I'm the least interesting customer you've probably had.” This would've been a perfect time to casually bring up his leaving, but again he shoved it under the rug as if that would help him at all. Instead he lied, like always. "Perhaps I might, so far everyone's been so welcoming. Not to mention I couldn't leave without a years worth supply of everything in Phoenix's cafe - and there's no telling how long that might take him".