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Phoenix Woods [64] can anybody find me somebody to love?
Alex Garcia [60] Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
Jaiden Price [58] "A set of empty bones."
Aurora O'Siodhachain [48] i can be someone's and still be my own
Evelyn Fox [43] why don't you run from me?
Cassiel Davis [42] wings that once bore hope are now stained with blood
Markus Valegood [40] "It still doesn't burn as much as the thought of you."
Violet Marsden [27] "Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts."
Oliver Brennan [24]
Zada min Albahr [12] I know that I am beautiful while basking on the ocean's waves and I know that I can eat flesh and bones at the bottom of the sea.
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AURORA O'SIODHACHAIN
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #B16C6C
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #B16C6C
CASSIEL DAVIS
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C
The two played carnival games back and forth, Jaiden winning nearly all of them. Aurora liked to think it was because she was just going easy on the witch. Still in about ten minutes the two had wracked up nearly ten different stuffed animals - so much so that Aurora had given at least three to a small pixie girl that was eyeing their hoard. It had all lead up to the perfect moment, Jaiden’s eyes trained like a hawk on the ring toss, Aurora clutching the fabric of her skirt so tight she thought it might rip. The toss seemed to happen in front of her in slow motion, so that when the ring landed perfectly on the blue bottle it was like a moment out of a movie. Rory squealed in delight, throwing her arms around Jaiden in a hug nearly knocking the witch down in the process. “You did it! Oh Jai you’re amazing!” Her voice was slightly muffled as her face was buried in Jaiden’s shoulder from the hug. Aurora only turned away when the Satyr behind the counter unhooked the giant unicorn and handed it to her. She took the thing into a giant hug, relishing in the fact that it smelled kind of like raspberries.
Phoenix’s comment earned a chuckle from Cas, his eye softening slightly as he glanced his way. Cas matched the witch’s distance, leaning in himself “I don’t quite mind playing the Damsel in Distress Woods, if that’s what your implying. Although I like to believe I fit much more into the role of the fire-breathing dragon”. With a smirk on his face he leaned back to look at Alex, who certainly wasn’t enjoying the flirtatious banter happening before him. Cas didn’t have much time to talk to him however, as he made no haste in offering to get Phoenix a drink before being swallowed whole by the masked crowd in front of him. A small sigh bubbled out of the Angel’s lips and he angled his head slightly towards Phoenix but kept his gaze trained on the crowd in front of him. “I hope I didn’t scare him away, I’m not that intimidating, right?” If you didn’t see the coy smile on his face the statement almost sounded sincere.
“Well, I guess it’s just the two of us - I hope you don’t mind that I’ve seemed to scare everyone else away” Cas fully turned to face Phoenix his eyes tracing the curves of the dark wings that he wore on his back. It seemed that his heart began to beat a little faster now, and he was definitely feeling nervous. He couldn’t exactly understand why however, there was nothing to be nervous about. Yet as he found himself staring into the witch’s steely grey-blue eyes, Cas just knew. “Phoenix, I - ” His eyes darkened suddenly as he abruptly stopped his sentence, his eyes frantically searching the seemingly normal crowd of festival goers around him. Cas gripped Phoenix’s upper arm, probably too tight, and pulled him to his side his eyes not leaving the crowd. “Something’s not right” His voice came out as a whisper, so quiet it seemed to fade into the noise of the festival. This entire time, Cas had been quietly filtering out the thoughts in his head bouncing around from those near him. He was glad he finally decided to listen to what they were saying. “You need to leave, now” Cas turned to Phoenix his eyes dark and his tone commanding. He wasn’t offering the witch a choice, he was telling him what to do. Cas knew it was abrupt but he needed to get Phoenix out of here, he refused to acknowledge why he cared so much. Even though he already was beginning to figure out the answer.
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A massive grin formed on her face when she has pulled ahead to the area for where all the fair games were held, in a small little area away from most people were, so no one would be hurt or get in the way of people playing. Jaiden chuckled at Aurora's comment that she would be the fairy's favorite person if she managed to win the stuffed unicorn, which was always such a hard prize to win in past years, "What? You mean I'm not already?" she sarcastically retorted with an overly dramatic look on her face with outstretched arms. The two played a multitude of games, going from ski-ball to darts, to one of those strength tests, to the oh so very cliche and obviously rigged ring toss game. Jaiden had more or less become a professional at the other games, but the ring toss is where she always lost, always due to that one bottle in the center. She glared heavily at that one, it was always her downfall. Always that one pesky thing to ruin her winning streak at the carnival.
Jaiden looked up at the Saytr that stood behind the counter, eyeing her with a grin. "Still think it's your year, Price? Or are you just going to embarrass yourself again this year?" he mused as he looked at the young witch. Jaiden gave him the thousand-yard glare as she huffed, slamming down a five-dollar bill on the counter to get the five rings for the games. The saytr smirked as he handed her the rings and stood back as he planned to watch the show that would unfold. It was going to be the same thing as always, she'd land the first four, and fail on the last one. Jaiden took a deep breath as she eyed the layout in front of her, the same as every year, but this time, she was going to win and get Aurora that damned unicorn, even if it killed her. The first four rings were an easy win for her, they always were, now, now it was time for the real test. That pesky blue bottle in the middle, her eyes made that her target as she grasped the last ring. With a small pop of her neck and a deep breath she tossed the small ring, seemingly in slow motion in left her fingertips, flying through the air until there was a soft metal clang of the ring landed around the neck of the bottle.
Her eyes widened as she saw it land, a large grin appeared on her face as she looked at the saytr behind the counter, quickly giving him the bird before she felt herself being forced into a hug by Aurora who squealed with happiness and delight, almost having been taken to the ground as she wasn't expecting to be hugged so forcefully or suddenly. Jaiden smiled and hugged the fairy girl back, fixing her hair a bit after the hug. Turning to the man behind the desk she motioned with her hand, "C'mon, give the girl the damned unicorn." she said as the saytr chuckled, handing her the stuffed prize. Jaiden turned to Aurora and with a flush and flurry, she handed her the stuffed prize with a smile, "For you, m'lady." she said with a small smile. As the two finally walked away from the booth she turned back to the saytr and mouthed out "suck it" with an overdramatic way, turning back she beamed back up with a happy tone, "So, now that you have your prize, what's next-" she stopped in her tracks as something felt...Wrong. There was no other word to describe it, it was just the feeling one gets before something bad happens, or already happened and you just get that sinking feeling in your gut. Jaiden looked around for anything out of the ordinary. There was nothing, until her eyes scanned down a small alleyway, there was a group of people and someone was on the ground, it took a moment, but she knew who that was. Even in the costume, she knew who it was. It was Alex, just something in her gut told it was him.
It was then that reality hit her, they weren't safe here anymore. A random group of people, more than likely Hunters were now here, and were already starting to attack people. She had to act fast, and so she did. Jaiden turned to Aurora, and with a solemn look on her face she spoke quietly, "You need to get out of here, it isn't safe anymore, Rory. Just, trust me, okay? I'll see you later, you just need to find our friends and get out of here, now." she said as she turned her back on the young fairy and began her walk to Alex, dodging and weaving between people, people that were so unaware of what was going on. Finally she made her way passed all of the people, standing in the entrance to the alleyway she could feel that sensation coming back, that small voice in the back of her head. It was something she hadn't felt since the day of the accident, but here it was again, and this time, it was louder. More demanding, and angry. She found herself forming a small spark at the end of her fingertips as she finally felt even the smallest ounce of courage to finally make her presence known. "You douchebags, leave him the fuck alone." she called out, her voice not sounding as threatening as she had originally planned.
The men stopped for a moment as they looked up, eyeing her. They all laughed when they saw the costume, that sure as hell wasn't helping. One of them, the larger one in the group spoke up, "And what are you going to do?" he called out as he took a large metal pipe and began walking towards her. Jaiden's face was next to emotionless as a large orb of fire slowly formed in her hand, holding it up infront of her she took a step forwards, "Don't make me, because I really don't want to hurt anyone else." she muttered, the man smirked as he continued walking forwards. Jaiden cracked her neck quickly as she watched the man close in on her, "Alright, but I warned you." she said as she caused a large pillar of fire to abruptly appear in front of the man, causing him to jump backwards as it came near centimeters from frying the hair off of his head and face, "I said, fuck off." she said coldly, slowly walking towards the group, forming large pillars around the men. Panic and fear formed on their faces as they finally gave up their cause and began to make a run for it, leaving the two witches alone, but before the man with the pipe spoke up. "You shouldn't have done that.." was all he said as he turned and left, fleeing into the woods with the others. Jaiden quickly ran up to Alex as the pillars of fire were extinqushed, kneeling down she gently touched Alex's shoulder, "Alex? Are you okay?" she questioned with immense worry as she removed her mask, not wanting to deal with it anymore. She knew it was no longer safe for them to be there, and they'd need to leave.
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Phoenix had been so lost in his complete and utter delight that Cas seemed to actually be flirting back that he almost missed Alex's awkwardness. It wasn't the first time he'd been in this scenario either. As a teenager, Phoenix had dragged Alex along when he'd been going to talk to whoever Phoenix's latest crush was, mostly as back-up or so somebody with a bit of sense could drag him away if things went south. He shot Alex an apologetic grin as the other man walked away, nodding ever so slightly as Alex warned him, as always, to be careful. At this stage, it could have meant a number of things. Be careful, this man is still a stranger, you don't know that he's not dangerous.
Or possibly just, "be careful, don't get your heart broken again, I can't face having to watch disney movies with you as you sob into your ice cream. again."
But then Alex went, and Cas made a comment about scaring his friends off, and Phoenix was lost in the conversation all over again. "They scare easily. But I've never been afraid of fire breathing dragons," Phoenix retorted, smirking a little. He suddenly became acutely aware of how close Cas was to him, close enough that he could smell his aftershave. Subtle, sophisticated, and entirely unfamiliar. Phoenix met those shocking blue eyes and he could feel his heart pounding, his breath almost catching in his throat. Somewhere, feeling as though it was entirely disconnected, his phone buzzed.
And then there was a change in Cas' expression, and he grabbed Phoenix's arm and pulled him slightly out of the crowd. Cas' voice was barely a whisper, but Phoenix heard it. He could also hear and see that... fear. Not fear for himself. But fear for what was about to happen. He glanced at his phone to see if anyone had texted him, but just frowned at Alex's half text. Cas told him to leave.
"Cas, what the hell is going on? I can handle..." Phoenix trailed off as the pieces clicked in to place. The text. The sudden panicked faces of those around him. And that awful feeling that something was wrong.
"Something's happened to Alex." He didn't even realise he was saying it until it was out, and then he was running, shoving his way through the crowd. He saw Jaiden a few hundred feet in front of him, saw the distinctive light of flickering flames, and followed them down an alley, where sure enough, he found Alex and Jaiden. Alex was on the ground, with Jaiden kneeling beside him. "Oh my god. What happened?" He asked, taking a few steps closer.
He didn't know how he heard it when he did. He didn't know how he noticed or how he reacted fast enough. But he heard footsteps behind him and turned to see a glint of something silver heading for his heart.Vines erupted from the earth beneath them and abruptly dragged the man away, but not before the knife had a chance to tear a ragged cut along Phoenix's shoulder. He cried out in pain as the cut burned far more than its shallow depth should have allowed. The knife had to be pure silver. The vines had pinned the man to the ground, and Phoenix kicked away the knife. "Greythorne isn't going to survive much longer," the man swore, struggling against the vines. Phoenix could feel the reflexive increase in energy as they tightened around him. "You'll all burn in hell. You have no idea what's coming," the man added. Phoenix just stared, terrified as he realised he had no idea what to do next. He turned around to see Alex still on the ground, and Phoenix swore he could see blood. His own shoulder felt like it was on fire. And apparently this was only the beginning.
Or possibly just, "be careful, don't get your heart broken again, I can't face having to watch disney movies with you as you sob into your ice cream. again."
But then Alex went, and Cas made a comment about scaring his friends off, and Phoenix was lost in the conversation all over again. "They scare easily. But I've never been afraid of fire breathing dragons," Phoenix retorted, smirking a little. He suddenly became acutely aware of how close Cas was to him, close enough that he could smell his aftershave. Subtle, sophisticated, and entirely unfamiliar. Phoenix met those shocking blue eyes and he could feel his heart pounding, his breath almost catching in his throat. Somewhere, feeling as though it was entirely disconnected, his phone buzzed.
And then there was a change in Cas' expression, and he grabbed Phoenix's arm and pulled him slightly out of the crowd. Cas' voice was barely a whisper, but Phoenix heard it. He could also hear and see that... fear. Not fear for himself. But fear for what was about to happen. He glanced at his phone to see if anyone had texted him, but just frowned at Alex's half text. Cas told him to leave.
"Cas, what the hell is going on? I can handle..." Phoenix trailed off as the pieces clicked in to place. The text. The sudden panicked faces of those around him. And that awful feeling that something was wrong.
"Something's happened to Alex." He didn't even realise he was saying it until it was out, and then he was running, shoving his way through the crowd. He saw Jaiden a few hundred feet in front of him, saw the distinctive light of flickering flames, and followed them down an alley, where sure enough, he found Alex and Jaiden. Alex was on the ground, with Jaiden kneeling beside him. "Oh my god. What happened?" He asked, taking a few steps closer.
He didn't know how he heard it when he did. He didn't know how he noticed or how he reacted fast enough. But he heard footsteps behind him and turned to see a glint of something silver heading for his heart.Vines erupted from the earth beneath them and abruptly dragged the man away, but not before the knife had a chance to tear a ragged cut along Phoenix's shoulder. He cried out in pain as the cut burned far more than its shallow depth should have allowed. The knife had to be pure silver. The vines had pinned the man to the ground, and Phoenix kicked away the knife. "Greythorne isn't going to survive much longer," the man swore, struggling against the vines. Phoenix could feel the reflexive increase in energy as they tightened around him. "You'll all burn in hell. You have no idea what's coming," the man added. Phoenix just stared, terrified as he realised he had no idea what to do next. He turned around to see Alex still on the ground, and Phoenix swore he could see blood. His own shoulder felt like it was on fire. And apparently this was only the beginning.
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Evelyn just playfully raised an eyebrow as Markus grumbled that she wasn't his type. She almost immediately picked up on what Markus meant. Violet was a ghost. Literally haunting the town. She nodded knowingly, but Violet confirmed it. Ghost. Evelyn wondered what that had to be like. At least she had some hope of a... a cure. What did Violet have?
But Violet clearly seemed eager to brighten the conversation up, and Evelyn went along with it. Talking about how terrible her life was had never been her style, and she didn't plan on starting now. So when Violet asked if they were going to go have some fun, Evelyn beamed. "Can't speak for Mr. Grumpy there, but I want to play some games. Ooh, or did you see the carousel? All the horses are painted to look spooky, it looks so cool."
But as Evelyn looked back towards the fair, she felt something... off. Some people around seemed tense and worried, and they hadn't been a few seconds beforehand. Something was off. She shot a knowing look at Markus. Perhaps the information they'd gotten had been right after all.
"How about we go take a walk around the fair first? See what's happening, what there is to do, just... really take everything in?" She said, hoping he'd get her meaning. She wanted to have a scout around, see if there was anything... strange happening. Just to check.
But Violet clearly seemed eager to brighten the conversation up, and Evelyn went along with it. Talking about how terrible her life was had never been her style, and she didn't plan on starting now. So when Violet asked if they were going to go have some fun, Evelyn beamed. "Can't speak for Mr. Grumpy there, but I want to play some games. Ooh, or did you see the carousel? All the horses are painted to look spooky, it looks so cool."
But as Evelyn looked back towards the fair, she felt something... off. Some people around seemed tense and worried, and they hadn't been a few seconds beforehand. Something was off. She shot a knowing look at Markus. Perhaps the information they'd gotten had been right after all.
"How about we go take a walk around the fair first? See what's happening, what there is to do, just... really take everything in?" She said, hoping he'd get her meaning. She wanted to have a scout around, see if there was anything... strange happening. Just to check.
Alex Garcia
Suddenly, he felt something that could only be described as feeling like diving face-first into an ice cold lake, except nothing like that at all. He gasped, and shot to his feet, moving straight through Jaiden as if she weren't there at all. He first instinct was that he had died, but when he turned to look, his body wasn't there. He wasn't in any pain, and he couldn't decide if that was a good thing or not. Instead of blood, some sort of glowing white substance was leaking from his wound, and floating up into the sky. Weird. "Do you-" He started, but he quickly realized that Jaiden couldn't see him, he turned to see Phoenix, he hadn't even noticed he was there before.
Alex turned and tried to see if there was anything he could do to figure out what was going on, and he quickly found that movement was going to be an interesting task. The alley, which moments ago seemed appropriately scaled to the town, now seemed to stretch on forever, as if purposely built to be daunting. He started looking into his pockets, found his phone was there, briefly thanked the universe that he'd been able to get it there. He tried to see if he could send out a quick 'hey, no worries, I'm probably okay' text, but most of the features didn't seem to work. The flashlight was functioning, and while he didn't know what good it would do, he did flash it a few times- as it did make him feel a little more grounded. "Great. I have a flashlight. That's exactly what I need. That's really going to help."
OLIVER BRENNAN
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If he was being honest with himself, Oliver really didn't want to be on festival duty. His mother had insisted he work First Aid, but Oli knew it was a simple attempt to get him to socialize more with the townsfolk. What good that was doing too. He didn't understand why she cared so much about him putting himself out there. They'd only be in Greythorne for a couple more months like every town. When his mother first started opening up clinics he tried branching himself out only to find
Yet, here he was surrounded by a few small children's rides while his parents were out enjoying the festivities. So far he had patched up three small cuts, a few hot apple cider burns, given out sixteen icepacks, and even pulled a splinter out of a child. Not that he minded helping others, he was actually quite good at it, Oliver just detested being placed in unpredictable social situations. It was so out of his element. Besides, if the worst thing he was going to see was a tiny splinter then it was going to be a pretty boring couple of hours.
So when the (crazy) fairy girl came running up to his booth and grabbed him by the collar he knew he was in trouble. God, she was tiny - but so scary. After moving to town Aurora had been in the clinic a few times, and talked his ear off with each visit. His mom loved her. Recognized her too the moment she walked in, apparently the news of her congregation's death spread fast and since the Elves were rather close with the fae they were amongst the first to chat about it. Oliver felt bad for her, yet at the same time could never understand how a person with her baggage could seem so happy.
Holding a ridiculously large unicorn in one arm she grabbed him swiftly by the collar with her other and yanked him down to her height earning a small yelp from him in the process Her eyes were frantic, he'd never seen her so upset (or even upset for that matter) "Oliver, I need you help-" She really didn't seem to be hurt anywhere as he gave her a once over "my friend is hurt. Really, really bad and I need you- please you have to do something". Oliver paled slightly at the request, how could someone get seriously injured at the festival? Perhaps the most dangerous thing here was the tiny Ferris wheel. "Well, uhm - yeah but-" He sputtered out as she barely gave him a chance to process the situation, yanking him out of the booth and through the crowd. Oliver tried to apologize to disgruntled festival goers as Aurora mowed through the crowd taking him with her. "Can you explain the injury? Broken bone? Concussion?" He called to her, of course she didn't respond. The fairy stopped abruptly pointing in the direction of a poorly lit alley. "There?" His tone was entirely afraid. She nodded before shoving him in that direction, and by the time he turned to ask her about the injury again she was gone.
Oliver stared at the alley, his mind thinking of all the horrible scenarios that could go down. Still, if someone needed help he had to. So he placed one foot in front of the other towards the dark, scary alley trying not to think about how he just took instructions from one of the greatest tricksters on the planet. When he reached the alley, Oliver did not expect the scene before him. Two people, a man and woman were hovered over another man on the ground - he really couldn't get an apt look at his face yet. And another was... well, yes, tied to the ground with vines? Oliver wasn't going to ask any questions. He had never seen any of them before, they must've never visited the clinic. The man had a particularly nasty gash in his shoulder and Oliver quickly noted the injury in his mind like his mother had taught him. The woman looked fine, just... pissed. Very pissed. Aurora never said anything about two injuries. Damn fairies. They were both too focused on the person in front of them to even acknowledge his presence so he cleared his throat awkwardly his face aflame when they finally noticed them, afraid they might pounce on him too. "I'm here to help!" He thought that was the best thing to start with, considering the woman looked murderious. "I'm uh, Oliver. Sorry erhm, Aurora sent me" He bounced on the balls of his feet suddenly wishing his mother was here, she was much better with the talking. "I- I can heal him... I think" Maybe he should've left off the last part. Sure the worst thing he'd ever healed was a broken femur but this couldn't be that bad right?
Oliver just let the healer in him take over and he kneeled to the ground next to the two hovering over the body finally glancing at the face of the person on the ground. Oh dear. Alejandro Garcia. Twenty-Three. Male. Witch. Oliver could never forget his chart. He was quite impressionable when he came in for a cold. Oli barely recognized him, he had been beaten bloody. This was no kiddy-ride accident. This was targeted. A wave of fear washed over him, and he realized that he had probably gotten in way over his head. Come on Oliver, just do your job. Oliver placed a hand at Alex's wrist. Cold, he was terrifyingly cold. For a fleeting moment he thought the man was dead. Finally he felt the faintest of a pulse, and let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Digging into his pack he grabbed his small flashlight and briefly checked Alex's eyes, they were almost completely rolled back and dilated. Not good. Oliver quickly dug into his pack again pulling out a roll of gauze. He shoved it into the hands of the woman and pointed at the other man's gash in his shoulder. "You need to pack and apply pressure with that with guaze to stop the bleeding. I- I can't do two things at once, and Alex will die if I don't do something now" That was the only explanation Oliver offered the strangers before grabbing his small pocket knife out of his bag. There had to be internal damage. Oliver had never healed someone to this degree, this might even be a challenge for his mother. His hands were shaky as he used the knife to cut through the top of Alex's costume - he sincerely hoped he didn't mind, but it was either that or let him die. Oliver placed one hand over the other, and placed his hands directly over Alex's heart. And he closed his eyes, and pushed every ounce of magic he had into Alex's body.
A. He was a horrible conversationalist.
B. People were scarily unpredictable.
C. A couple months was not enough time to make friends. Good ones at least.
B. People were scarily unpredictable.
C. A couple months was not enough time to make friends. Good ones at least.
Yet, here he was surrounded by a few small children's rides while his parents were out enjoying the festivities. So far he had patched up three small cuts, a few hot apple cider burns, given out sixteen icepacks, and even pulled a splinter out of a child. Not that he minded helping others, he was actually quite good at it, Oliver just detested being placed in unpredictable social situations. It was so out of his element. Besides, if the worst thing he was going to see was a tiny splinter then it was going to be a pretty boring couple of hours.
So when the (crazy) fairy girl came running up to his booth and grabbed him by the collar he knew he was in trouble. God, she was tiny - but so scary. After moving to town Aurora had been in the clinic a few times, and talked his ear off with each visit. His mom loved her. Recognized her too the moment she walked in, apparently the news of her congregation's death spread fast and since the Elves were rather close with the fae they were amongst the first to chat about it. Oliver felt bad for her, yet at the same time could never understand how a person with her baggage could seem so happy.
Holding a ridiculously large unicorn in one arm she grabbed him swiftly by the collar with her other and yanked him down to her height earning a small yelp from him in the process Her eyes were frantic, he'd never seen her so upset (or even upset for that matter) "Oliver, I need you help-" She really didn't seem to be hurt anywhere as he gave her a once over "my friend is hurt. Really, really bad and I need you- please you have to do something". Oliver paled slightly at the request, how could someone get seriously injured at the festival? Perhaps the most dangerous thing here was the tiny Ferris wheel. "Well, uhm - yeah but-" He sputtered out as she barely gave him a chance to process the situation, yanking him out of the booth and through the crowd. Oliver tried to apologize to disgruntled festival goers as Aurora mowed through the crowd taking him with her. "Can you explain the injury? Broken bone? Concussion?" He called to her, of course she didn't respond. The fairy stopped abruptly pointing in the direction of a poorly lit alley. "There?" His tone was entirely afraid. She nodded before shoving him in that direction, and by the time he turned to ask her about the injury again she was gone.
Oliver stared at the alley, his mind thinking of all the horrible scenarios that could go down. Still, if someone needed help he had to. So he placed one foot in front of the other towards the dark, scary alley trying not to think about how he just took instructions from one of the greatest tricksters on the planet. When he reached the alley, Oliver did not expect the scene before him. Two people, a man and woman were hovered over another man on the ground - he really couldn't get an apt look at his face yet. And another was... well, yes, tied to the ground with vines? Oliver wasn't going to ask any questions. He had never seen any of them before, they must've never visited the clinic. The man had a particularly nasty gash in his shoulder and Oliver quickly noted the injury in his mind like his mother had taught him. The woman looked fine, just... pissed. Very pissed. Aurora never said anything about two injuries. Damn fairies. They were both too focused on the person in front of them to even acknowledge his presence so he cleared his throat awkwardly his face aflame when they finally noticed them, afraid they might pounce on him too. "I'm here to help!" He thought that was the best thing to start with, considering the woman looked murderious. "I'm uh, Oliver. Sorry erhm, Aurora sent me" He bounced on the balls of his feet suddenly wishing his mother was here, she was much better with the talking. "I- I can heal him... I think" Maybe he should've left off the last part. Sure the worst thing he'd ever healed was a broken femur but this couldn't be that bad right?
Oliver just let the healer in him take over and he kneeled to the ground next to the two hovering over the body finally glancing at the face of the person on the ground. Oh dear. Alejandro Garcia. Twenty-Three. Male. Witch. Oliver could never forget his chart. He was quite impressionable when he came in for a cold. Oli barely recognized him, he had been beaten bloody. This was no kiddy-ride accident. This was targeted. A wave of fear washed over him, and he realized that he had probably gotten in way over his head. Come on Oliver, just do your job. Oliver placed a hand at Alex's wrist. Cold, he was terrifyingly cold. For a fleeting moment he thought the man was dead. Finally he felt the faintest of a pulse, and let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Digging into his pack he grabbed his small flashlight and briefly checked Alex's eyes, they were almost completely rolled back and dilated. Not good. Oliver quickly dug into his pack again pulling out a roll of gauze. He shoved it into the hands of the woman and pointed at the other man's gash in his shoulder. "You need to pack and apply pressure with that with guaze to stop the bleeding. I- I can't do two things at once, and Alex will die if I don't do something now" That was the only explanation Oliver offered the strangers before grabbing his small pocket knife out of his bag. There had to be internal damage. Oliver had never healed someone to this degree, this might even be a challenge for his mother. His hands were shaky as he used the knife to cut through the top of Alex's costume - he sincerely hoped he didn't mind, but it was either that or let him die. Oliver placed one hand over the other, and placed his hands directly over Alex's heart. And he closed his eyes, and pushed every ounce of magic he had into Alex's body.
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Markus growled under his breath slightly at the comment of him being grumpy, he admitted he wasn't always the nicest person to be around but grumpy? That was a bit of a stretch, for him anyway. He shook his head trying to not let the comment get to him too much, she was teasing and that's all it was. He began to nod in agreement when Evelyn asked if they wanted to go have some fun and play some games, but after a moment of merely scanning the area, a chill ran down his spine. All of the small hairs on the back of his neck bristled, standing on end, as well as the tips of his ears twitched as if his wolf senses felt something before he could. It was then that he realized what it was that he felt, dread, and a primal fear he hadn't felt in some time. They were all in danger. Everyone here was at risk of being in danger, he didn't know why, not until an all too familiar smell wafted his way through the air. He knew what it was, and the scent caused him to be even more unnerved.
Blood. Someone was hurt, and by the strength of the smell, it was multiple people. If he let his wolf side take control, it would become a feeding frenzy, like a starved shark drawn to blood in the water. He knew where the target was located, "That, that would be a good idea, Eve." he mumbled, his mind elsewhere but was still able to understand what she meant. He nodded at the both of them and began to make his way towards where the scent came from, slowly shedding off his costume, dropping the hat and mask behind him as he walked, stalking the scent. Finally, he came to the scene of the smell.
Markus immediately knew what had happened, the scene before him was evident enough. Hunters were indeed here, specifically Branded ones. They were no longer safe, Greythorne was no longer safe if it ever was. He looked down at the scene before him, Alex was laying on the ground, his heartbeat was barely audible, and as he scanned the area, Jaiden was already at work on bandaging up Phoenix, the local witch with the cafe. He grunted, his skin crawled as he looked at the man trapped within the vines, "You'll be mine next." he said with a deepened voice as the wolf within was slowly crawling its way to the surface.
He looked at the others and sighed, picking up a few more scents that led into the forest, knowing full well who it was. It was the other Branded ones. Three to be specific, one smelt slightly burnt, clearly having been attacked by Jaiden, a smile formed, she did well to scare away three hunters by her own, he thought to himself. But scaring them away wouldn't do enough to keep them away forever, they would come back, with more men, heavily armed, and would slaughter everyone. He took a deep breath and stalked his way into the forest as he cracked his neck, closing his eyes for a moment, when they opened they were of his wolf's side, mimicking eyes of wolves, as well as his jaw and canine teeth elongating. He was now a predator on the hunt for its prey and he was going to track it down if it took him all night. The further he went into the forest, the stronger a smell he picked up, but this time, it was blood. Lots, and lots of blood. Markus kept to the shadows as he slowly prowled about until he saw a form in the darkness, hunched over something.
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Violet picked up on what the two were trying to say, they were in danger and would need to get out of here, but not without making sure the others were safe as well. Violet too felt something was off, watching as Markus got into a trance-like state, waling away and into the crowd. She knew what that meant, and proceeded to follow after him, grabbing onto Evelyn's wrist and practically dragged her along through the crowd. Bobbing and weaving through the mass of people until they made their way into a small alleyway, where a horrific scene awaited them. Alex was on the ground being tended to by someone Violet had never seen before, but how he was acting and what he was saying showed he was there to help, clearing helping Alex. Jaiden was also there, tending to a wound on Phoenix' shoulder. A man was wrapped up in vines, clearly one of the people responsible for this attack. The aura she got off of him, as well as the one she saw radiating off of him was pure dread and malice. She growled under her breath, finally going over to Alex, seeing he was still out cold, she knelt down beside the man who was tending to him, "I-I'm a friend of his." she stuttered, gently placing her hand on him she could feel his soul slipping further and further away as his heart rate slowed more and more as time went on. "C'mon, you asshole. You can't die yet, that's my job and mine alone." she whispered softly into his ear as she looked down at Alex, there was nothing she could do, well, there was one, and it wasn't safe and would more than likely end with Alex dying. She couldn't take that risk, all she was able to do was stay there and keep her eye on him as he laid there, motionless.
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Lynn. Oh god, her baby brother. She had left him to take care of her booth. The thought of him was the only thing propelling her legs to move as she tore through the crowd to where she had set up her booth. But. Her friends, someone was hurt. It could be any of them. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the flaming red hair of the elf that she knew worked at the clinic. The fae made a beeline for him, and allowed no questions asked before she shoved him in the direction of her friends. Oh for the love of all things good she hoped they were okay.
Aurora sprinted back to her booth, her heart sinking as an array of pots and plants were smashed and destroyed. "No, no, no" She repeated to herself as she got closer, she couldn't lose them again. Not again. A horrible sob racked her body as she neared the cart with Lynn nowhere in sight. "Lynn! Lynn where are you?" She yelled at the top of her lungs, her eyes frantically searching the crazed crowd around her. "Aurora!" She was afraid that his voice was merely a ghost until she spotted him a few booths down, cowering behind a cardboard sign. Aurora sprinted over to him, wrapping him in a hug, silent tears falling down her cheek. "Oh god, Lynn. I thought- I really-" "Aurora it's okay, I'm fine. I promise. Aurora, the hunters-" "I know, I know. You need to leave now. Tell Lucinda to lock and board the doors, okay?" Since Nymphs were Earthen spirits, they could travel by tree. It was a fascinating thing to see, and Rory had always been a little jealous of her adoptive family. "But what about you?" Lynn looked at her with pleading eyes. "I'll be fine, I promise. I just need you to get home okay. I just need to make sure you're safe." She smoothed a lone piece of hair out of his face and guided him to the small oak behind the booth. "Go" She said ushering him to it. He gave her one last sorrowful look before he faded into the tree and was gone. Aurora let out a heavy sigh of relief, wiping the tears away from her face and turning back to the chaos ensuing in front of her. Her friends. She had to find them.
Aurora tore through the crowd, as much as a girl of her stature could. She could just see the alleyway in the distance before someone grabbed the back of her dress, knocking her down onto the asphalt. Aurora promptly had the breath taken out from her as a woman brandishing a scary looking scar on her face wrestled her to the ground, pinning her arms to her sides. Rory screamed and tried to squirm but the woman had a grip of iron. "Well, what do we have here?" She spat as Rory continued to struggle in her grip. "Let me go!" The woman simply chuckled at her attempt, "how cute". Aurora knew there was no way she was getting out of this. She tried to glance around her but everybody seemed to be running and not paying attention to the small fae on the ground. As Aurora turned her head the women got a good glance at her ears and her eyes widened slightly. "A fairy huh? You know I always heard you lot were useless but I never actually believed them. Such a shame really, what a waste" The woman switched her grip to Rory's throat and squeezed. Aurora screamed in instinct but it simply came out as a choked wheeze. She desperately tried to claw at the woman's face but her grip was made of iron, and it wasn't long before Aurora's vision began to blur. Is this how her family felt? Is this what it feels like to die? Aurora struggled on a few moments longer before she eventually felt her body relax, she desperately tried to think of her friends in the moment. Of Lynn. Lynn was safe. That's all that mattered.
Cas saw Phoenix’s expression change in an instant and he knew he should’ve just been quiet about the whole ordeal. Should’ve just offered to take him home. “Phoenix! Wait, Phoenix stop!” Cas called after him as the witch sprinted off into the crowd leaving him in a crowd of confused festival goers. They were being ambushed. Hunters, seemingly hiding under the guises of townsfolk just waiting for the most vulnerable moment to pounce. It was clever and calculated. Humans, such troubled, mindless creatures yet so profound. Cas had been watching them make mistakes for centuries, and they only seemed to get more chaotic and messy as the years went by. He should walk away. This event would be the perfect escape for him, to leave and never come back. Cas thought about it, as he ran after Phoenix. He was getting more lenient as the years went on maybe colder, but maybe he was just tired. Tired of it all. The moving, the hiding, the lying. Or maybe it was the guilt. So many times he slipped away when he could’ve helped, so many lives lost. Sure he wasn’t the heavenly angel he once was, but Cas still had morals, he still had a heart.
By the time he reached the alley, he feared he was too late. His gaze shifted from Alex’s seemingly lifeless body to Phoenix. Cas’s eyes fell instantly to the dark maroon that had begun to bleed through the shirt on his shoulder. He wanted to go to him, heal him, comfort him, berate him for being foolish, but he kept his distance and instead held Phoenix’s gaze. It seemed that his witch friend had already begun to help patch him up. A shout at the end opposite end of the alley caught his attention. His eyes darkened. It seemed that the hunters had come looking for their friend. Cas briefly glanced to the others then to the witch helping Phoenix, “Do not let go of that gauze, and do not move” He didn’t need anyone else getting caught up in the violence. Cas sprinted towards the end of the alley, his blue eyes a now steely grey. Four of the men slowed to a stop in his presence and he heard the thoughts filtering through their head. What was he? Or better yet, what could kill him? He really didn’t want to break the bad news to them. It seemed that the men didn’t want to stop and chat either as the all four charged him. For Cas it seemed as if time slowed to a stop and with the fluidity and grace of a dancer he avoided the men’s blows, knocking two off their feet and punching another square in the jaw. The fourth came up behind him and attempted to grab him from behind but Cas flipped him over his head hard on the pavement with a sickening crunch. It was then one used the distraction to stab him in the slide with a rather wicked looking blade, but Cas felt nothing at all. The man was astounded at his reaction backing away slightly. Yes, that’s right, leave Cas thought as he stared the man down. He didn’t want to kill anyone, at least not if he had to. Of course, these buffoons couldn’t take the hint. Cas had merely been putting on a show, at least to scare them off. It hadn’t seemed to work. So when two came charging at him, Cas flicked his wrist in the general direction and the mens’ neck snapped in an instant both dropping like flies. He flinched slightly at the sight, it wasn’t pretty. The man on the ground had begun to stir after being knocked out and the other one looked in horror at his two friends. “You- you’re the devil!” He shouted backing down the alley as the corner of Cas’s mouth shifted up in a slight smirk. “Something like that” He called after the man took of running. The angel sighed walking over to the man on the ground, crouching to his level. “I’m sorry” He said quietly before slowly closing his hand into a fist, the man’s neck snapping with a small crack.
Cas wiped his hands on his jeans and stood back up glancing back down the alley. It was when he finally assumed that the hunters were gone when his shoulders hunched and he fell sideways against the brick wall of the alley. His skin was so pale it had become practically translucent, and his hands were trembling. It had been years since Cas had used his abilities, as even the smallest bit drained everything from him. It was at this point he became practically, human. He coughed, wiping his hand on his mouth smearing blood on the back of his hand and no doubt his face. He probably looked like a vampire. Not to mention the wounds on his back had begun to sting. No doubt they had reopened, as if his wings had been tore off yesterday. He began to shuffle back down the alley towards the others, trying his utmost to regain his composure but felt like he had been to hell and back.
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Jaiden nodded as the stranger instructed her on what to do, keeping the gauze tightly placed on the open wound, doing her best to keep it from bleeding any farther, if not being able to slow it down enough. She looked up as Violet moved from Alex to Phoenix, putting pressure on the wound as she looked past Jaiden into where the carnival was, "Go help, Aurora. She needs someone, I can sense it. I got this. I have enough time left to help.." she said softly as she nodded, Jaiden looked at her and nodded, quickly sprinting to her feet as she got up and made her way back to where the fair was, people were scattered and almost everyone had left in a mass panic. Great, people panicked, she thought to herself as she walked through the panic torn remains of the festival. She looked around and saw torn remains of damaged goods and toys, torn down booths, trambled chairs and stools. It was a mess, all because of those damned hunters. She groaned as she continued her search for Aurora, finally seeing two figures off in the distance. She kept to the shadows and alleyways, making sure she was out of sight and out of mind with whoever it was, if it was another hunter, she'd have to be careful.
She felt her heart and stomach drop when she got close enough to realize what was happening, it was some stranger holding someone up by their throat, slowly squeezing tighter and tighter, their will clearly fading fast as they were limp. It was Aurora. A small growl escaped her lips as she needed to act fast and careful, she couldn't attack the hunter and put Aurora in danger, and she couldn't be slow in case the hunter outright killed her. There was nothing she could do that would prevent the latter from happening. She shook her head as that same small voice came back in her mind, it was above a whisper, but she could hear it. She knew what it was saying, what it was trying to get her to do. It was the same voice she heard the day her parents died, well, murdered...And it was the same voice she heard earlier. It always said the same thing in a haunting whisper, Burn them. the voice said. It sent a chill down her spine, she wanted to give in and make them pay, make all the hunters pay, it would be so easy. She could do it with a snap of her fingers, and burn everything down around her. But it would make her the same monster she was years prior, nothing would have changed, she would have only gone back to letting her instincts take over, it was something she couldn't afford. Not now.
Jaiden slowly had a plan form in her mind as she slowly stepped out from the shadows, hands behind her back as she slowly proceeded forward towards the hunter and fairy. "Let her down, and we'll give you whatever you want, okay? No one else has to die." she said softly, fear was evident in her voice as she spoke. The hunter snapped her head in the direction where Jaiden came from, a small, chilling grin formed on her face, "And why would I do that?" she questioned, her voice was cold as ice and chilling to the bone. No emotion, no feeling, no humanity. As if she was a puppet on strings. Jaiden took a long sigh as she slowly moved forward, stopping as the woman took out a small silver blade, placing it right to the fairy's stomach. "Move any further, and I'll gut her." the woman stated coldly, her eyes as dark as an empty void, seeming to pierce her very soul.
The witch took a deep breath, calming her nerves. Raising her hands above her head, exposing empty hands to the woman. "You said it yourself, right? Fairy's are useless, they have no point. What you really want, is a witch. Someone useful and powerful, someone that could be on your side or give you the information that you want. So, drop her, and I'll let you have what you want." she said as calmly as she could, trying her best to sound as confident as she could. She knew what she said would hurt Aurora's feelings, but she needed to say it, to make sure she was safe and untouched, at least as much as she could help it. The woman's gaze fell from Aurora for a moment, and up to Jaiden. Eyeing her silently, a grin formed as she dropped Aurora into the hard, cold cement below. Slowly walking forwards towards Jaiden.
Perfect, she thought. With a flick of her wrist the hunter was surrounded by pillars of fire, walling her off from escaping as well as attacking her or Aurora. The woman let out a sharp hiss as she eyed the witch that stood before her, who slowly began walking. The closer she got, the smaller the pillars of fire got to her, slowly boxing the hunter in. The woman glared at jaiden as she felt the heat of the fire get closer, and closer. Her skin was slowly heating up and began to blister, as Jaiden's anger rose, the heat and power of the fire grew. Jaiden looked to the side for a moment, seeing Aurora was on the ground, her chest rising and falling, but slowly, she would be okay for now at least. Jaiden snapped her attention back to the hunter, slowly closing the distance between the two, Jaiden reached through the wall of hellish flames, latching onto the woman's wrist, squeezing tightly with a seering pain, which left a small burn on the hunter's wrist. "Let that be a warning. Get the fuck out of here, before I change my mind and burn you where you stand." she said coldly, any emotion or empathy had all but left her in the moment of when she locked eyes with the hunter.
Just as quickly as the wall of flames appeared, they were gone, the hunter looked away, cursed the witch and made a run for it, disappearing into the treeline. Burn them..., the voice sounded once more in her head. Jaiden shook her head, "Leave me alone." she mumbled under her breath. Snapping back to reality, Jaiden quickly ran over to the fairy, kneeling down beside her she checked her breathing once more, it was raspy, but she would be fine, until further notice. Jaiden gently placed her hand on the woman's shoulder, she was there, but not fully coherent. With as much strength as she could muster she gently picked Aurora up and carried her in her arms, back to the group of the others, she'd need help and Jaiden wasn't going to risk any more of her friends being hurt. Not tonight. "You'll be okay" she said softly as she neared the group still in the alley, tending to the others.
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This was their home. This was supposed to be safe. They were supposed to be safe here. And all of a sudden, they weren't. All of a sudden, one of Phoenix's friends was bleeding out in an alleyway and he was clutching his own injured shoulder, able to feel his energy rapidly depleting with the energy of holding down a hunter. It felt as though the vines had wrapped around his own chest, making it harder to breathe. If he wasn't safe here, where would he be?
He only seemed to pay attention to reality again as Jaiden suddenly appeared in front of him, pressing something against his shoulder to try and slow the bleeding. It was silver, Phoenix wanted to say. It would need more tending than that, the skin would be burned, but somehow, he couldn't find the words. Cas' appearance stopped him from slipping in to the depths of his own mind again. The concern written all over his face might have flattered Phoenix at another time, but he just nodded numbly. And all of a sudden it was Violet that was there. Phoenix frowned.
"Violet, go back to Alex," he said, surprised by how steady his voice came out. Gently, and wincing slightly, he pulled her hand away from his shoulder and held the gauze in place himself. "He might need you right now." Despite the fact that he'd known Alex for what felt like forever, he had never claimed to understand his best friend's power. He'd never wanted to. He didn't even know how the hell or if it would even work in these conditions. But... Violet saw things differently, and she might be able to...
Well, worst case scenario, she couldn't do any less than Phoenix himself could.
Which was a big fat nothing.
Activity down the other end of the alleyway caught his attention. He turned just in time to see one of the men drive a knife into Cas' side. And, for a moment, Phoenix's vision went black. At that moment, it seemed his brain couldn't handle any more. He felt a release somewhere within him, one that only drove the anxiety higher. And sure enough, when his vision reappeared and he turned to look at where the man he had pinned to the ground had been, he'd somehow pulled himself out and had vanished. But he hadn't attacked any of them, having apparently realised that he was outnumbered and that one of him didn't stand a chance against even one of them. So Phoenix turned and, still clutching the gauze to his shoulder like a lifeline, almost ran down the alley to where he could see Cas, ghostly pale and shuffling towards them.
"Where did they get you? Where are you hurt?" Phoenix blurted out, searching desperately for some injury, for blood on his shirt but... despite the fact he had seen the knife go in, he couldn't see anything. Phoenix's mind couldn't quite comprehend it in it's exhausted state. "Cas, I saw them stab you," he blurted, still not quite... understanding.
He only seemed to pay attention to reality again as Jaiden suddenly appeared in front of him, pressing something against his shoulder to try and slow the bleeding. It was silver, Phoenix wanted to say. It would need more tending than that, the skin would be burned, but somehow, he couldn't find the words. Cas' appearance stopped him from slipping in to the depths of his own mind again. The concern written all over his face might have flattered Phoenix at another time, but he just nodded numbly. And all of a sudden it was Violet that was there. Phoenix frowned.
"Violet, go back to Alex," he said, surprised by how steady his voice came out. Gently, and wincing slightly, he pulled her hand away from his shoulder and held the gauze in place himself. "He might need you right now." Despite the fact that he'd known Alex for what felt like forever, he had never claimed to understand his best friend's power. He'd never wanted to. He didn't even know how the hell or if it would even work in these conditions. But... Violet saw things differently, and she might be able to...
Well, worst case scenario, she couldn't do any less than Phoenix himself could.
Which was a big fat nothing.
Activity down the other end of the alleyway caught his attention. He turned just in time to see one of the men drive a knife into Cas' side. And, for a moment, Phoenix's vision went black. At that moment, it seemed his brain couldn't handle any more. He felt a release somewhere within him, one that only drove the anxiety higher. And sure enough, when his vision reappeared and he turned to look at where the man he had pinned to the ground had been, he'd somehow pulled himself out and had vanished. But he hadn't attacked any of them, having apparently realised that he was outnumbered and that one of him didn't stand a chance against even one of them. So Phoenix turned and, still clutching the gauze to his shoulder like a lifeline, almost ran down the alley to where he could see Cas, ghostly pale and shuffling towards them.
"Where did they get you? Where are you hurt?" Phoenix blurted out, searching desperately for some injury, for blood on his shirt but... despite the fact he had seen the knife go in, he couldn't see anything. Phoenix's mind couldn't quite comprehend it in it's exhausted state. "Cas, I saw them stab you," he blurted, still not quite... understanding.
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She could immediately see the shift in Markus as they made their way back towards town. Good to know it wasn't just her being paranoid at least. But as she got into town, an all too familiar scent reached her. Blood. A mix of supernatural, and the sweet, metallic, addictive scent of human blood. She hesitated, but Violet grabbed her wrist and pulled her further in towards it. Evelyn instinctively held her breath for fear she'd lose control.
But Markus and Violet dragged her to the site of an attack, where the smell of blood was overpowering and intoxicating. She pulled her wrist free of Violet's grip and pulled away, but Violet didn't notice, her attention on one of the injured. Two injured, one bleeding profusely, one who appeared to just have a wound to his shoulder but who seemed completely out of it, staring at his surroundings and not reacting to any of it. Witch blood wasn't as good as human blood, but it would do. She shook the thought from her head and paced back a few metres, still able to smell it despite her holding her breath. She could feel that... that monster in her, wanting to attack one of them, wanting to drain them, wanting to feel satisfied for the first time in months.
And then suddenly, a hunter who had been pinned to the ground seconds ago seemed to wiggle himself free and scramble to his feet. Having seen the powers of those gathered, he decided to run instead of taking any of them on alone. But he apparently hadn't spotted Evelyn. In a millisecond, she had him pinned to the ground, fangs a hair's breadth away from his throat. But something made her hold back. Apparently the impact of a vampire hurling herself in to you and causing your head to hit off the ground was enough to knock you clean out. Thinking on her feet, she pulled the belt from around her waist to form a makeshift set of handcuffs and tied her jacket over his head to act as a blindfold. Ideally, she would have had something to bind his legs away too, but this was the best she could do for now. And gritting her teeth, she dragged him back to the alleyway, that smell of blood still overpowering. But what else could she do? She wasn't strong enough to drag him anywhere else by himself, so this would have to do. And then she stood, hovering as far away as she dared get, holding her breath and hoping that somebody would tell her to go somewhere else, somewhere away from that sickening, addicting smell of blood.
But Markus and Violet dragged her to the site of an attack, where the smell of blood was overpowering and intoxicating. She pulled her wrist free of Violet's grip and pulled away, but Violet didn't notice, her attention on one of the injured. Two injured, one bleeding profusely, one who appeared to just have a wound to his shoulder but who seemed completely out of it, staring at his surroundings and not reacting to any of it. Witch blood wasn't as good as human blood, but it would do. She shook the thought from her head and paced back a few metres, still able to smell it despite her holding her breath. She could feel that... that monster in her, wanting to attack one of them, wanting to drain them, wanting to feel satisfied for the first time in months.
And then suddenly, a hunter who had been pinned to the ground seconds ago seemed to wiggle himself free and scramble to his feet. Having seen the powers of those gathered, he decided to run instead of taking any of them on alone. But he apparently hadn't spotted Evelyn. In a millisecond, she had him pinned to the ground, fangs a hair's breadth away from his throat. But something made her hold back. Apparently the impact of a vampire hurling herself in to you and causing your head to hit off the ground was enough to knock you clean out. Thinking on her feet, she pulled the belt from around her waist to form a makeshift set of handcuffs and tied her jacket over his head to act as a blindfold. Ideally, she would have had something to bind his legs away too, but this was the best she could do for now. And gritting her teeth, she dragged him back to the alleyway, that smell of blood still overpowering. But what else could she do? She wasn't strong enough to drag him anywhere else by himself, so this would have to do. And then she stood, hovering as far away as she dared get, holding her breath and hoping that somebody would tell her to go somewhere else, somewhere away from that sickening, addicting smell of blood.
Alex Garcia
He quickly found himself saying words he never thought he would say, "Violet? Thank god!" Then he added, "Please tell me you can hear me. See me? I'm real, right?" He wasn't fully convinced that he wasn't dreaming the whole thing, "Phoenix is right. I think I might need your help." He took a short moment to think, biting his lower lip as he did so, "Clearly, the intuitive- and intelligent- thing to do is probably to stay here. And... I know that." He sighed, "But, instead, I think I have to go do something stupid." He smiled, weak and halfheartedly, "Will you help me? I figure if it goes horribly wrong, well, at least I won't be alone."
With that, he started to walk out of the alleyway, "I'm a little worried I might get lost," he explained, assuming Violet had followed him, "things are a little different on the this side, aren't they?"
He looked around the town briefly, there were occasionally building where he knew none existed, in some places there were multiple buildings sharing the same space, it was both confusing, and it made perfect sense. "There's a clearing in the woods, my Abuelo used to take me there when I was a kid," he explained, "and I feel this intense, burning need to go there." He started heading towards the woods, "I know it's not exactly safe, but..." He shrugged, "What if life, or death for that matter, without risk?" The farther from his body he went, the more he could hear a sound in the distance... Like a faint drumming. It struck him that it had always been there, it was just growing. Barely, but there it was. He thought to ask Violet if she heard it, but somehow he knew she couldn't.
Every ghost and spirit Alex crossed paths with stared at him, because they knew he wasn't quite dead. They could tell he didn't belong, and he knew it. He walked silently for a while, through the town, straight up to the entrance to the woods, then he stopped, and listened. Everything was eerily quiet here, "Is it always so quiet?"
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Zada
She sank back down, so that only her eyes and the tops of her ears were out of the water. There were hunters in the town, there had to be. She would stay in the lake. Any hunter would be a fool to approach it on purpose.
It didn't take long, however, for her to hear the rustling of them within the woods. Humans had always been terribly loud, it was a wonder they'd survived for so long. She emerged more from under the water, and began to sing. Her song had no words, just a simple melody, and she didn't have to sing very loud for it to carry to the ears of men. She didn't want it to carry too far, anyway, one or two would do just fine. More than that and she'd be in over her head. As she sang, she swam as close to the shore as she could get and still be able to swiftly swim back into the depths.
As she had hoped, a hunter walked slowly, almost as if in a trance, to the edge of the lake. He was likely more used to vampires and witches; you don't usually find mermaids this far inland. Zade almost felt sorry for him. She stopped singing for a moment and smiled seductively at the man as he started wading into the water. Before he knew what was coming, she snapped, grabbed his ankles, and pulled him under the water with her. He screamed, only audible for a moment before he went under. No one would ever hear from him again, though. She tore him apart, ate his flesh, crushed his bones. What she didn't finish, she left for the fish. If she had her way, they would feast tonight.
OLIVER BRENNAN
the half-elf ○ attire ○ #CD884A
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Oliver knew something was off. He had never felt anything like how he did now whenever he healed anyone. The world around him seemed to blur as he solely focused on pushing his magic through his body and into Alex's. Exactly how his mother had taught him. 'We are simply a channel Oliver, guiding the magic to where we want it to be' He could hear her plainly in his mind. Elves, at least, Narthalarian Elves used the world's natural magic that already existed, manipulating it to their will. His mother had channeled this into healing others. But there was always a price, the magic teetered on a balance and it was not meant to be tipped. Yet, he felt like he was doing exactly that. Normally when healing, Oliver felt a rush of warm power flow through him and into another, this felt like lava in his veins. And for once Oliver felt a tugging sensation on himself too, like he was being slightly drained. It didn't make any sense, and it frightened him, but he refused to let go. Alex's skin was still cold to the touch under his fingertips. It never took this long. Why was it taking this long?
He was pulled out of his trance-like state when he felt another presence next to him, faint - like a whisper. Oliver turned his head slightly to the side noticing a rather translucent looking girl hovered over Alex, whispering to him. From the way she looked, Oliver deduced she must've been a ghost. It was then something clicked in him, as he remembered something his mother had taught him when he was younger. He was just a child at the time, maybe nine, and he set with his mother watching his grandma sleep in her bed, his face contorted in confusion.
"Mom, I don't understand. Can't we help her?" She kneeled down to his height clutching his cheeks in her hand. "Darling, we can't help them if they don't want our help" He pouted at her response, a fickle child he was. "I don't get it, you can help her feel better!" A look of pity passed over his mother's face and she smoothed a wild lock of curly red hair back in place. "You'll understand it one day, Dilthen ae".
With his hand still firmly pressed against Alex's chest he spoke frantically to the ghost girl. "Can you- Can you talk to him?" Oliver squeezed his eyes shut for a moment as if in thought, trying to decide exactly how to phrase his sentence. "I need you to tell him to accept it. I can't do anything if he doesn't let me. Do you understand? This won't work if he doesn't want to come back. Just tell him to find me, please where ever he is." He flicked his gaze back to the witch and took another deep breath as he continued to let the magic flow through him. Damnit Alex, just let me help you! He thought angrily.
He was pulled out of his trance-like state when he felt another presence next to him, faint - like a whisper. Oliver turned his head slightly to the side noticing a rather translucent looking girl hovered over Alex, whispering to him. From the way she looked, Oliver deduced she must've been a ghost. It was then something clicked in him, as he remembered something his mother had taught him when he was younger. He was just a child at the time, maybe nine, and he set with his mother watching his grandma sleep in her bed, his face contorted in confusion.
"Mom, I don't understand. Can't we help her?" She kneeled down to his height clutching his cheeks in her hand. "Darling, we can't help them if they don't want our help" He pouted at her response, a fickle child he was. "I don't get it, you can help her feel better!" A look of pity passed over his mother's face and she smoothed a wild lock of curly red hair back in place. "You'll understand it one day, Dilthen ae".
With his hand still firmly pressed against Alex's chest he spoke frantically to the ghost girl. "Can you- Can you talk to him?" Oliver squeezed his eyes shut for a moment as if in thought, trying to decide exactly how to phrase his sentence. "I need you to tell him to accept it. I can't do anything if he doesn't let me. Do you understand? This won't work if he doesn't want to come back. Just tell him to find me, please where ever he is." He flicked his gaze back to the witch and took another deep breath as he continued to let the magic flow through him. Damnit Alex, just let me help you! He thought angrily.
CASSIEL DAVIS
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C
The look on Phoenix's face meant only trouble. Cas was not ready to have this conversation, nor did he ever want to have this conversation. Not now. In his best attempt to try and divert the conversation away from him and back to Phoenix, finally catching the witch's hand with his. "Stop worrying about me Woods, you're the one that's hurt. We need to get you- we need to get everyone out of here." His eyes focused on the gauze pressed against Phoenix's shoulder, that had nearly completely soaked through with blood. In a perfect world Cas could've healed that wound in a second, but he wasn't the angel he once was. "We're no use to anyone dead".
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V I O L E T M A R S D E N
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Violet looked at Phoenix and nodded as he told her to go help Alex instead, he needed it more than he did. "Just keep the pressure on your arm, got it?" she said with a rather authoritative tone. She quickly turned and got up, going back over to Oliver and Alex, she could feel that her time was slowly coming to an end, and soon enough her ability to interact with the corporeal world would end and she'd go back to being the ghostly figure once more. She took a deep breath and nodded as Oliver pleaded with her, to try and talk to Alex if she could, and if so, she needed to tell him to let Oliver heal him. She nodded, closing her eyes she placed her hands on his temples and whispered softly, "I will kill you if you die here, Alex." she said with a rather stern and upset tone. She took one more deep breath, closing her eyes and focused. One moment she was there with everyone, and the next she was gone. Opening her eyes she found herself in a place that was like Greythorne, but it wasn't at the same time. Buildings were in different spots, new places were in areas where there were empty lots or woods, and the fog. So much fog covered the area, remaining low to the ground giving it more of an unworldly feel.
She looked all around for any sign of Alex, not seeing anything until a figure slowly began to form together right in front of her eyes. It was Alex, but he didn't look normal, he looked partially transparent and none human, looking much like how Violet looked every day. She smiled and quickly jogged up to him as he called to her, asking if she could see him and hear him. "Alex!" she said rather cheerfully, but her happiness soon died down as she realized what was going on. She knew where they were, what this realm was, and what it was capable of. "And yes, I can hear you, you jackass." she said rather coldly as she spoke to him, for years Alex had treated her like garbage and tried convincing her that she was dead and that it was okay to move on. But only because he was tired of her denial and trying to act like she was alive. He was nice and sympathetic for the first few years, but it was evident that as time went on, he grew tired of it and wished she'd just disappear. She could feel some malice and anger flow through her, but she needed to help him and make sure he got out of this hell hole and back to the real world. As much of a dick as he was to her, he didn't deserve to die, not like this.
She looked around as he mentioned the others, it was true, small forms were around them, they were still where the others were, but at the same time, they weren't. They could hear whispers from the other world from the others and see them as nothing more but ghostly shadows trapped behind a translucent veil. Violet stepped closer to him and grabbed him by the wrist when he said he had to go somewhere, "Alex, stop! If you go, you're going to die and we can't have that happen. As much of a jackass as you are, and as much as I'd like you to know how it feels to die, you don't deserve this. Not now." her voice was cold but slightly sympathetic. It was true, she didn't want anyone to have to deal with this, especially not Alex. Her eyebrow quirked when he asked if things were always this quiet as he looked off into the distance. It wasn't quiet, not for her anyway, it was loud. All too loud, as if a thousand beings were screaming far off in the distance, and the farther they walked the closer and louder it became. She forcefully tugged him backward, closer to her as she looked at him with a horrified expression. She knew what this place was and how dangerous it was, she had been here before she came back and she wanted to leave as soon as she could.
"Alex, I know you've never listened to me a day in your god damned life, but now you have to. It's not safe, if you follow what your gut is telling you, you will not come back, and if you do, you will not be the same. We need to get out of here." she pleased, pulling him back along with her. "I sure as hell have wanted you to know what it was like to be dead. To not ever have anyone acknowledge you, or ever be kind to you. To act as though they can't see you, or if they can they ignore you. To know the emptiness and lonliness I've felt for the past ten years, but you don't deserve it, not even after all the hell you put me through." she finally took a deep breath after she found herself rambling, catching any further comments in her throat and putting them aside. Now wasn't the time. What she needed was to get Alex back into his body, away from this realm and it's temptation, before it started getting to her as well, something that she could feel slowly crawling its way up her spine like a snake slithering upon a branch.
"You need to come back, Alex. They need you...I...I need you." she said softly, finding herself saying something she never thought she'd find herself saying.
Alex Garcia
Just as he started to walk back, he heard a sound behind him: a deep other-worldly growl. Alex didn't dare turn to look, he'd been told once not to look the creatures of death in the eye unless he was ready to accept the fate they had in mind for him, and he'd only just decided that he was not ready for that just yet. "Violet, you need to go now." He started walking, "I'll be... Right behind you." He had hoped that if he ignored the creature, it wouldn't be any trouble. He was wrong. He heard the impossibly heavy footsteps behind him, and he knew he was going to have to try to run.
It took a moment to summon up the will to do so, but he started running back through the town. He seemed to both be moving impossibly fast, and unbelievably slowly at the same time. He could've sworn he could feel fire on the back of his neck, burning hotter than anything he'd felt in his darkest nightmares. He could see the chaos of the town now, as he ran straight through it all. He felt like he'd missed it before. He didn't know what changed, but now he felt like he was still anchored to the world of the living somehow.
Alex didn't know what he was going to do when he got back to his body; for all he knew it would be the perfect trap to spring on him. But as he saw the shadows of his friends, he knew he needed to figure it out quickly. He fell forward as whatever was behind him swiped at him from behind. No, no, no... he thought, as he reached out, wildly trying to grab on to something, even though he knew it was pointless. But his hand made very tangible contact with the guy from the new clinic. Oliver? He didn't have time to ponder how, or why, this was possible- he just held on.
And then there was nothing. But he slowly started to feel warm again. In a nice way- a safe way. He didn't know if it was an eternity, or a moment later, but he found himself mumbling the words, "Is Violet okay?"
PHOENIX WOODS
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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If Phoenix hadn't been concerned by Cas' weak attempts to push him away, he would have been by the coughing that followed, and especially so by the splatter of bright red blood over Cas' hand. But there was no sign of any injury, and Phoenix just did not understand. What the hell had happened to Cas? What the hell had happened?
"I'm the one who's hurt? Bullshit, Davis, you're the one coughing up blood. What the hell did they do to you?" He asked. He was about to respond to Cas' comment about them being dead when he heard some activity behind him. There was a moment when he didn't dare turn around for fear what he was about to see. And then he heard a voice, one that made him breathe a sigh of relief. Alex was around. Phoenix could have collapsed with relief. But he didn't.
"You... You're right, we do need to get out of here. We're a liability when we're all here together in a group, if they ambush us all then we're... we're in big trouble. But you're coming back to my apartment so I can make sure you're okay." It wasn't as much of a request as an order. Phoenix wanted nothing more than to collapse into bed and just... cry? Scream? He didn't know what he needed but he couldn't give in to it right now. He needed to look after himself, he needed to look after Cas, and he needed to make sure that nobody else needed his help. He couldn't help, not really. It wasn't like he could help to carry Alex or anything but he just couldn't stand to be helpless.
But he turned around again and seeing the blood on the ground, seeing Alex barely conscious, seeing Jaiden carrying Aurora... it all hit him like a kick to the chest. He couldn't do this. He needed to get away from here. "Jaiden, we're... we need to leave, I need to patch myself up, I need to check Cas is okay, I just... need to go," he mumbled, grabbing Cas' arm and pulling him out of the alley. He couldn't dwell on this any more, he needed to get away from it all.
"I'm the one who's hurt? Bullshit, Davis, you're the one coughing up blood. What the hell did they do to you?" He asked. He was about to respond to Cas' comment about them being dead when he heard some activity behind him. There was a moment when he didn't dare turn around for fear what he was about to see. And then he heard a voice, one that made him breathe a sigh of relief. Alex was around. Phoenix could have collapsed with relief. But he didn't.
"You... You're right, we do need to get out of here. We're a liability when we're all here together in a group, if they ambush us all then we're... we're in big trouble. But you're coming back to my apartment so I can make sure you're okay." It wasn't as much of a request as an order. Phoenix wanted nothing more than to collapse into bed and just... cry? Scream? He didn't know what he needed but he couldn't give in to it right now. He needed to look after himself, he needed to look after Cas, and he needed to make sure that nobody else needed his help. He couldn't help, not really. It wasn't like he could help to carry Alex or anything but he just couldn't stand to be helpless.
But he turned around again and seeing the blood on the ground, seeing Alex barely conscious, seeing Jaiden carrying Aurora... it all hit him like a kick to the chest. He couldn't do this. He needed to get away from here. "Jaiden, we're... we need to leave, I need to patch myself up, I need to check Cas is okay, I just... need to go," he mumbled, grabbing Cas' arm and pulling him out of the alley. He couldn't dwell on this any more, he needed to get away from it all.
AURORA O'SIODHACHAIN
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #B16C6C
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #B16C6C
CASSIEL DAVIS
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C
outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C
It took a few moments but after being able to breath she finally felt herself come to. Aurora took a large gasp of air as if she was resurfacing from being under, gripping to the front of Jaiden's shirt. "What- I was" Her hands instinctively grabbed at her throat, which felt tender to the touch, "The hunter was right there". Rory's next breath came out in a strangled sob and clear tears began to cascade down her cheeks make her eyes seem even greener than they were. "I thought I was going to die" She said quietly to Jaiden as the two reached the alley. The fae then went silent as she saw the disaster laid out before her. It was worse than she could've imagined. Everyone was hurt. "Jaiden, I'm fine. T-thank you" She said as the witch let her down, her entire body trembling. Her eyes went to Alex let out a sigh of relief as she saw he was mumbling. Oliver. He helped, he saved Alex. Aurora wanted to thank the elf but she was too dazed to even move. Nobody was dead, at least her friends were still alive, it's what she kept reminding herself. She wrapped her arms around herself tightly to stop herself from shaking but it didn't help much. At Phoenix's exit she turned to Jaiden her voice quiet and hoarse from the hunter, "I- I don't want to be alone tonight. I don't think I can go home by myself" Aurora knew there was no way she was getting any sleep regardless, but she would feel a little better if she was in the presence of one of her friends.
"I'm telling you, they didn't lay a hand on-" Cas didn't even have time to finish as Phoenix turned at the sound of Alex's voice. He felt a small weight lift from his shoulders, he was glad the witch had survived. Still, he had to deal with Phoenix who was putting up quite a fight. At the mention of going back to Phoenix's apartment, Cas's felt his heart race and his face pale even more (if that was even possible). It was a terrible, terrible idea. Cas had to go home, clean his scars, and leave. Going to Phoenix's apartment had disaster written all over it, and he knew if he went there was a good chance he wasn't leaving Greythorne in the morning. At least not without breaking the witch's heart and his own in the process, which he was so desperately trying to avoid. Cas knew he had made this so much more difficult by investing himself too much in those in this town.
Cas was still caught up in trying to figure out how to escape the situation when he felt Phoenix grip his arm and begin to take him away from the others . "Phoenix wait - I promise, I'm fine. I think you should stay with you friends. They would be better help to you than I ever could" Better help to you than I ever will be, he wanted to add. He wanted to tell Phoenix a lot of things. That he shouldn't be taking Cas with him, that he shouldn't trust him for that matter. That all Phoenix had ever done for him was make him feel welcome in Greythorne, and all Cas had ever done was lie.
After they had made it a few blocks from the festival and everything around them had become eerily quiet Cas stood his ground tugging them both to a stop. "Phoenix" Cas found that for once he couldn't look the witch in the eyes. "You don't want to do this. I- I don't deserve your help. I'll never deserve your help".
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J A I D E N P R I C E
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Everything had been such a blur as everything happened so quickly before her eyes. The half-elf named Oliver had instructed Violet to help Alex if she was able to, talk to him if she could somehow reach him, wherever he was, as Phoenix had already gotten back to his feet and was already going over the man named Cas. She still didn't know how to feel about the guy, and how easy it was for him to win over Phoenix and his attention was scary to her, she hadn't seen him meet anyone ever that did that, and it unsettled her. What about this guy caused her friend to be so infatuated with him? She shook her head as they left, noticing that Alex was slowly coming to, mumbling something under his breath, it sounded like something about Violet and where she was. Now that she thought about it since she left to help Aurora, she hadn't seen her since she came back. She sighed as she looked at the others, they were a mess.
Jaiden looked over at the woman that had complimented their outfits earlier, she hadn't looked so good as Jaiden finally gave her a look over. Her face was pale, well, even paler than usual and had a sickened look on her face. " You don't look so good, you should head back home, I'll make sure to check on you tomorrow, okay?" she offered her a small smile as her attention was then taken away from the vampire to the fae. Giving Aurora a look over and her heart sank a bit, seeing her like that made her angry as well as saddened. The girl was so happy and full of life moments ago, and in seconds, she was simply a shell, asking if Jaiden is she could go with her and keep her company. She didn't blame Aurora at all, and to be honest she wasn't wanting to go home alone either. Anything could happen now that the hunters were gone and could be anywhere, splitting up would be such a terrible idea.
Jaiden gently placed her hand on the fae's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze as she tried giving her a small and reassuring smile, "Of course. I'll stay as long as you need me to." she said softly as the two began to walk away and to the fairy's house, making small talk as they made their way. Normally she would have said they could go to her house, but it is rather far, as well as it being cold, and who knows who or what was in those woods now, avoiding them would be the safest bet. "Whatever you need, I got it covered, Rory.." Jaiden said with a small smile as she stayed close to her friend, making sure that no one of suspect or danger was around, trying to ease the panic they were both feeling, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't even the least bit scared. Jaiden was petrified and had no clue on what to do, but she was going to what she had to. And that started with making sure one of her friends were safe.
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M A R K U S V A L E G O O D
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Meanwhile all of the chaos back at the fairgrounds, Markus was none the wiser when it came to what was going on with the group of friends in the alleyway. His senses were on high alert as he looked at what had caused the commotion and form in the darkened area of the forest. In the area that he looked was a rather large lake that was in a very large clearing with a field. His heart sank as memories of this lake came back to him, he remembered what happened here, and it caused some anger to stir within him. He shook his head, clearing any of those memories from his head, it was almost a decade ago, and it was too late. Too late to do anything about it, and too late to help her. He sighed as he scanned the area, seeing a trail of blood near the edge of the lake, crouching down he eyed the water's surface, something had been there as it was still calming down and rippled, sending some foam in different spots, as well as the blood that slowly appeared from its depths. He knew what transpired, one of the Hunters was lured, and was too easy of a target. Poor bastard, he thought as he studied the water closer, seeing a form lurking in one specific area of the lake. He crossed his arms and stood firm, knowing what, or who he was looking at. He had only seen her a few times, but he knew what she was, it was a rare case that they came on land, but he wasn't any less surprised, especially with Greythorne's past. "You can come out now, you're not hiding from me." he said loud enough for the figure to know they were exposed, even under the water. Markus knew that lake too well, and knew when someone was hiding in there. He was ready for a confrontation or at last a few words for the woman that laid hiding under the blue surface.
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V I O L E T M A R S D E N
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Violet had looked down and away from Alex when he began talking about the fact that he was at her funeral and how it had affected him, especially since she was closer to his age at that time. It seemed like it was so long ago, and truth me told, it was, but at the same time it felt like it was yesterday. Being in a constant limbo where time never really passes for you is a weird life, or well, in her case existance to have. She sighed and shook her head, choosing to ignore that part of what he said, she didn't like talking about it, and now wasn't the time for that.
She nodded as he finally agreed to get out of there and go back, back to where they could rejoin the others. "Thank you. I thought I'd have to pull you back myself, and I wouldn't want to do that as...well, it has bad repercussions that I'm not even sure of yet." she said rather coldly, as it was the truth. There was one thing she could have done, and it would have ended badly if she messed it up, both of their souls could have ceased to exist, and she wasn't going to let that happen, not now anyway. They slowly began to make their way back until Alex stopped walking as if something had garnered his attention. She rolled her eyes and looked back at him, a look of fear overcame her as she pulled and pushed him along as she ran behind him, "Get the fuck out of here!" she snapped, finally seeing as he tripped and fell, then was suddenly gone. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she saw that he had returned to the other side, where he was supposed to be. But, Violet didn't go with him. She has left behind that cursed translucent veil, just shortly behind him. "Oh fuck..." she muttered as she turned around, her eyes wide as dinner plates as she saw what Alex hadn't seen, but only heard, and suddenly..There was nothing. No beast, no Alex, and no Violet. Just an empty space.
PHOENIX WOODS
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 could feel Jaiden’s gaze on him, and it wasn’t exactly happy. He’d probably get an earful from her about this at some stage. But right now, he just couldn’t stay there. He wouldn’t, couldn’t be of any help. If he stayed there any longer he felt like he was going to crumble in to pieces. And Cas needed help, as much as he was going to insist otherwise. Cas tried to insist that Phoenix stayed with his friends but Phoenix just numbly shook his head and practically dragged the man out of the alley with him, back towards his apartment.
And then suddenly Cas stopped, and wouldn’t meet Phoenix’s eyes. The words he was saying didn’t make any sense. Phoenix could feel the frustration building in his chest and could feel the tears burning behind his eyes. But he refused to abandon Cas here. There was something wrong. Cas was hurt, clearly emotionally and physically, and what he was saying didn’t match with his actions.
“Cas. Just... just stop, okay? I don’t claim to know you that well, I don’t know what you did before you got here. But everything you’ve done since you got here? Cas, you just freaking put your life in danger for some reckless idiot that ran headlong into danger for no good reason.” He said with a small grin at himself. “I’m pretty damn sure you saved all of our lives tonight. You definitely saved mine. I don’t know what put it into your head that you don’t deserve this. But for god’s sake, Cas, I just want to make sure you’re not bleeding out on me and maybe even make you tea. And also I really don’t think I’d be able to patch up my shoulder by myself,” he said with a smirk. “So just... just let me do this for you, okay?”
Phoenix found himself wondering where Cas had come from. Who he was. Why somebody so cool and composed the rest of the time somehow fell apart at the thought of someone looking after him. Was that it? Or was there something more to it?
And then suddenly Cas stopped, and wouldn’t meet Phoenix’s eyes. The words he was saying didn’t make any sense. Phoenix could feel the frustration building in his chest and could feel the tears burning behind his eyes. But he refused to abandon Cas here. There was something wrong. Cas was hurt, clearly emotionally and physically, and what he was saying didn’t match with his actions.
“Cas. Just... just stop, okay? I don’t claim to know you that well, I don’t know what you did before you got here. But everything you’ve done since you got here? Cas, you just freaking put your life in danger for some reckless idiot that ran headlong into danger for no good reason.” He said with a small grin at himself. “I’m pretty damn sure you saved all of our lives tonight. You definitely saved mine. I don’t know what put it into your head that you don’t deserve this. But for god’s sake, Cas, I just want to make sure you’re not bleeding out on me and maybe even make you tea. And also I really don’t think I’d be able to patch up my shoulder by myself,” he said with a smirk. “So just... just let me do this for you, okay?”
Phoenix found himself wondering where Cas had come from. Who he was. Why somebody so cool and composed the rest of the time somehow fell apart at the thought of someone looking after him. Was that it? Or was there something more to it?
EVELYN FOX
xxxwhat do you want from me?
xxxwhy do you run from me?
xxxwhat are you wondering?
xxxwhat do you know?
Evelyn felt so entirely useless. The hunter was still completely out cold, so it wasn’t even like she could deal with him. One of the girls from earlier- the one in the steampunk gear- she spotted Evelyn hovering on the periphery and told her to go home, that somebody would check up on her. Evelyn wanted to help. She did. But the smell of blood was just unhinging her control and she refused to let her hunger win. So she nodded, but grabbed the hunter and started dragging him by his coat.
It wasn’t easy, he weighed significantly more than her, and his dead weight made him hard to manage. She abandoned his unconscious form in the woods. If he survived, he survived. If something found him... well, good riddance. She panted a little and straightened up, looking around her. The forest was quiet, but not the peaceful quiet that she usually loved. Nothing in town was peaceful any more. And then there was that smell again, blood. But it was... faint. Evelyn found herself stalking towards the smell, mostly to check that it wasn’t somebody who was hurt. Instead, she found herself emerging on to a lake... and finding a familiar form. She knew the smell of blood wasn’t coming from Markus, but instead from the water.
“Did somebody fall in to the lake?” She asked Markus, frowning. But a look at the water and at the clouds of red made Evelyn think of something more sinister. But Evelyn held back, watching the surface of the water with a frown. She didn’t know of anything that tended to live in lakes, but she doubted it was anything good, anything that she wanted to cross. So for once, she stayed quiet, and just watched the surface of the water. Watching. Waiting. Curious to see what or if anything would come from it.
It wasn’t easy, he weighed significantly more than her, and his dead weight made him hard to manage. She abandoned his unconscious form in the woods. If he survived, he survived. If something found him... well, good riddance. She panted a little and straightened up, looking around her. The forest was quiet, but not the peaceful quiet that she usually loved. Nothing in town was peaceful any more. And then there was that smell again, blood. But it was... faint. Evelyn found herself stalking towards the smell, mostly to check that it wasn’t somebody who was hurt. Instead, she found herself emerging on to a lake... and finding a familiar form. She knew the smell of blood wasn’t coming from Markus, but instead from the water.
“Did somebody fall in to the lake?” She asked Markus, frowning. But a look at the water and at the clouds of red made Evelyn think of something more sinister. But Evelyn held back, watching the surface of the water with a frown. She didn’t know of anything that tended to live in lakes, but she doubted it was anything good, anything that she wanted to cross. So for once, she stayed quiet, and just watched the surface of the water. Watching. Waiting. Curious to see what or if anything would come from it.
Zada
Then she heard a voice, and she really almost ignored it; but since they already knew she was there, she didn't see any point in pretending. She launched herself up to the surface, smoothly lifting her head and much of her upper body out of the water. She smoothed her hair back and looked at the two on the shore. Definitely not hunters, that much she could see immediately. "Can I help you with something?" Her voice was calm, even-toned, and almost sickening-sweet. She smiled at the pair, closed-mouthed, so not to show her mouth full of razor-sharp teeth "If you're trying to round up hunters, I don't think you'll find any here. I did hear some running through the woods not far from here, though." She fixed the Lycan with a look, as if to say "mind your own business," but there was no way to know if he would perceive it that way, and if he did, would he listen?
She knew it was unlikely that they would believe that nothing had happened here, especially if they knew what to look for. That didn't mean she'd drop the act; behaving as though she was innocent had been the difference between life and death in the past. She swam slightly closer to the people on the shore, but noticeably still far enough to dart far beneath the water if she needed to. "I imagine that there has been some bloodshed in town; so tragic, when humans come along and spoil everything we've all worked so hard for." She looked towards the woman, studying her appearance, "I heard the commotion. Felt much safer here."
OLIVER BRENNAN
the half-elf ○ attire ○ #CD884A
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Oliver tried to hide his shock as one moment the girl was there and then the next she was gone. He could only hope that she had done what he had asked as he didn't know how much longer he could keep this up. The fiery feeling that had crept up his fingers was now nearly up to his elbows and he felt as if his heart rate must've been in the 120s. "Come on, come on..." He muttered underneath his breath as each second felt like a minute. Then he felt it.
It was as if all the blazing hot magic that had been coursing through his veins was seemingly sucked out in a small moment. The transition was nauseating and Oliver felt himself swoon as he saw stars in his line of sight quickly blinking them away as he tried to refocus his blurred vision. For a brief instant he thought he had failed, that much like a match the half-elf had burnt out all his magic. However, his breath froze when he head a small mumble from beneath him and he quickly looked down at Alex, whose eyes were still closed. Oliver leaned down his ear lightly brushing Alex's lips as he heard the small rush of air, he was still breathing. "Is Violet okay?" Oliver jumped faintly as he wasn't expecting the sentence and the sudden noise scared him but rather quickly regained his composure. He leaned away and let out a sigh of relief as he began to notice the flush of color return to the witch's cheeks. Oliver finally took his hands away from Alex's chest rolling his weight back to sit on the ground, his head instantly dropping beneath his knees. "Oh thank god, oh thank god" He mumbled over to himself taking a moment to reground before glancing back at Alex's form. Oliver slowly moved to a crouching position next to Alex placing a hand comfortingly on his shoulder. "Hey, take it easy Alex, you're going to be okay" Oliver ran a careful hand through his hair, "Y-you're gonna be fine and I- I'm definitely going to puke" It was like a giant wave of nausea hit him at once, his hands went clammy and his skin turned paler (if that was even possible). He wasted no time dashing out of the alley and around the corner to the nearest trashcan emptying perhaps the entire contents of his stomach. Gripping the edge of the trashcan Oliver groaned quietly, taking one hand to pinch the bridge of his nose in an effort to relieve the pounding feeling in his head. "What did I just do?" He mumbled to himself before sinking to the ground. Oliver didn't even realize the festival around him had gone completely silent, save for the stragglers still running across the street.
It was as if all the blazing hot magic that had been coursing through his veins was seemingly sucked out in a small moment. The transition was nauseating and Oliver felt himself swoon as he saw stars in his line of sight quickly blinking them away as he tried to refocus his blurred vision. For a brief instant he thought he had failed, that much like a match the half-elf had burnt out all his magic. However, his breath froze when he head a small mumble from beneath him and he quickly looked down at Alex, whose eyes were still closed. Oliver leaned down his ear lightly brushing Alex's lips as he heard the small rush of air, he was still breathing. "Is Violet okay?" Oliver jumped faintly as he wasn't expecting the sentence and the sudden noise scared him but rather quickly regained his composure. He leaned away and let out a sigh of relief as he began to notice the flush of color return to the witch's cheeks. Oliver finally took his hands away from Alex's chest rolling his weight back to sit on the ground, his head instantly dropping beneath his knees. "Oh thank god, oh thank god" He mumbled over to himself taking a moment to reground before glancing back at Alex's form. Oliver slowly moved to a crouching position next to Alex placing a hand comfortingly on his shoulder. "Hey, take it easy Alex, you're going to be okay" Oliver ran a careful hand through his hair, "Y-you're gonna be fine and I- I'm definitely going to puke" It was like a giant wave of nausea hit him at once, his hands went clammy and his skin turned paler (if that was even possible). He wasted no time dashing out of the alley and around the corner to the nearest trashcan emptying perhaps the entire contents of his stomach. Gripping the edge of the trashcan Oliver groaned quietly, taking one hand to pinch the bridge of his nose in an effort to relieve the pounding feeling in his head. "What did I just do?" He mumbled to himself before sinking to the ground. Oliver didn't even realize the festival around him had gone completely silent, save for the stragglers still running across the street.
Alex Garcia
Alex sighed, and said, half to himself, "Why'd it have to be us?" Then in his head, Why did it have to be me? Realistically, he understood that hunters weren't going to corner someone they thought would- or could- effectively fight back. Not that it made him feel any better. He felt his phone vibrate and silently thanks the manufacturers of his cell phone case. He sat up, checked his phone. 15 missed calls. 647 text messages. One sender. He sighed again, this had been a nightmare. He shot a quick, disingenuous messaged back to his grandmother: he was fine. He was safe. He would be home soon. He promised.
He shook his head, right now he didn't feel like he'd ever be fine again. "Okay. We're okay. Let's just..." He was talking to himself, like he wouldn't know what to do if he didn't verbalize it. But he didn't know what to do. He knew he needed to be home. Or anywhere but here. But that just felt impossible. Everything felt impossible. He hoped he would wake up, that none of this were real, but he knew it was. "Hey, uh... Oliver?" It was a tentative call, Alex wasn't even sure he was still there, "Still there? You okay?" His voice threatened to break, he still sounded terrified, and on the verge of tears. And he was.
AURORA O'SIODHACHAIN
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outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #B16C6C
CASSIEL DAVIS
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outfit: x x location: fall festival x hex: #A09C9C
Approaching him from behind, her eyes darted to the small - empty - booth next to him grabbing a bottle of water from it's cooler. "Oliver, thank you - I didn't mean to just shove you into the fire, it's just Alex he" She froze finding that the right words definitely weren't there and just handed the bottle of water to him. "Thank you".
Aurora returned back to Jaiden's side feeling more comfortable next to the witch. It seemed as if the hunters had returned back to the safety of the woods but she wouldn't be surprised if some were still lurking around. The walk back to her floral shop was quiet, but Rory felt like there was nothing really to be said. Aurora found herself for the first time in years locking every single lock to the front door. She normally never did, the girl felt safe in this town. Now she felt, she really wasn't sure. "I have a futon bed, and as many blankets and pillows as you could possibly wish for" Rory said the smile finally being able to reach her eyes as the comforting feeling of her home and shop eased a small bit of her worry. "It's just upstairs" gestured for Jaiden to follow as she went up the small spiral staircase in the back of the store.
Cas opened to interject Phoenix's but closed it quickly, as he realized nothing he said would change Phoenix mind. His words settled deeply with the Angel and he felt a sad pang in his heart. Phoenix was good, selfless, he cared so much about those around him - he reminded Cas so much of why he feel in love with humanity in the first place. But that's why he knew Phoenix deserved so much better. Cas came with a warning label a mile long and a death wish, it was only fair to himself and to those around him to keep everything and everyone at arms distance. It was better that way. He had to tell Phoenix, he refused to let himself string it on any farther. The thought was eating him alive. In the moment Cas promised himself he wouldn't leave the town without saying goodbye, without being honest. So after a pause he offered a weak smile, "Okay".
It wasn't long before they reached the small brick building, but when Phoenix opened the door to the cozy, warm-feeling apartment it made sense. Everything around him was very Phoenix, to the potted plants in every corner to the undeniable rich smell of coffee beans. Cas was afraid to touch anything, he didn't want to leave a stain of his presence on how seemingly perfect it all was. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so nervous, or the last time he had ever told anyone anything remotely true about who he was. It had been at least a hundred years. Cas found that it was never easy nor did it ever lead to anything good. Doubts began to cloud his mind as he didn't want to curse this town anymore than it had been. A fallen angel was a bad omen, everything about him was hypocritical - chaotic. It's why Heaven rarely ever let angels fall. Normally they snapped them out of existence when they broke the law. Angels only ever fell for a reason, to be taught a lesson. He turned back to Phoenix trying to calm his nerves, gesturing to the apartment mustering up the only thing he could think of. "I- I like it. It's very you".
PHOENIX WOODS
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 was glad when Cas just agreed to go back to the apartment with him. In all honesty, he wasn't sure he had the energy to argue any more. He just wanted to go home, but he also didn't want to just abandon Cas there. He could feel himself relaxing as he got in to the building and started up the stairs to his apartment. Here was comfortable. Here was safe. Here was home.
He let himself in to the apartment, the light and the warmth welcome after everything that had happened. He locked the door behind them and headed in to the small kitchen in search of the first aid kit. After the first caramel burn incident, he'd learned to keep an extremely extensive first aid kid in the kitchen. It contained enough for most of the baking inflicted injuries he seemed to sustain, but he found himself questioning if it would be enough for this. He grinned at Cas as Cas said it was very him. "Thank you. It's not much, but it's home. Please ignore the excess of lavender around the place, it got... a little out of control and there was only so much I could give away as gifts." All those nights when he'd questioned why he was doing this to himself, why he couldn't just... stop thinking about those eyes and the grin that so often accompanied them, and he'd just poured his energy into his plants in the hope he could exhaust himself or that something good could at least come from it. "Just take a seat wherever, move any plants out of the way if you need to." He called as he found the kit and pulled it out.
He sat beside Cas and opened the kit as well as he could with one hand. "I know I said I wanted to check you weren't dying, but even if you are, I don't think I'd be much use to you like this. So you're going to have to help me patch myself up, I'm afraid," he said with a bit of a smile. "I can handle the silver burns, but I'm going to need you to help me bandage it." Phoenix pulled away the blood soaked gauze from his shoulder, having to push down the vague nausea that arose in him at the sight. He wasn't particularly squeamish, but seeing that much of his own blood would make anybody feel uneasy.
He let himself in to the apartment, the light and the warmth welcome after everything that had happened. He locked the door behind them and headed in to the small kitchen in search of the first aid kit. After the first caramel burn incident, he'd learned to keep an extremely extensive first aid kid in the kitchen. It contained enough for most of the baking inflicted injuries he seemed to sustain, but he found himself questioning if it would be enough for this. He grinned at Cas as Cas said it was very him. "Thank you. It's not much, but it's home. Please ignore the excess of lavender around the place, it got... a little out of control and there was only so much I could give away as gifts." All those nights when he'd questioned why he was doing this to himself, why he couldn't just... stop thinking about those eyes and the grin that so often accompanied them, and he'd just poured his energy into his plants in the hope he could exhaust himself or that something good could at least come from it. "Just take a seat wherever, move any plants out of the way if you need to." He called as he found the kit and pulled it out.
He sat beside Cas and opened the kit as well as he could with one hand. "I know I said I wanted to check you weren't dying, but even if you are, I don't think I'd be much use to you like this. So you're going to have to help me patch myself up, I'm afraid," he said with a bit of a smile. "I can handle the silver burns, but I'm going to need you to help me bandage it." Phoenix pulled away the blood soaked gauze from his shoulder, having to push down the vague nausea that arose in him at the sight. He wasn't particularly squeamish, but seeing that much of his own blood would make anybody feel uneasy.
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J A I D E N P R I C E
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After they had made sure that Alex was okay if one could even consider his current state okay. All that mattered is that he was alive, or at least functioning is all that mattered. Finally, they had made their way to the fairy's house in the small floral shop, making sure to lock the door behind them after they entered. Jaiden had let out a deep sigh as the door locked, they used to be able to know they were safe behind closed doors. Having to lock the doors behind them made her feel like a wild animal being locked in its cage. That's all that this was, a cage, and going outside made them vulnerable to any attacks. The fact they hit during even the faintest of daylight, as well as a crowded area, made her feel even more anxious and nervous about the whole thing. What had really unsettled her was how easy it was for her to use her magic, allowing herself to lose just enough control to help protect a friend. She hadn't let herself lose her composure to tune into her darker side in years, and when she did it was for simple things, but allowing her anger to take full control as she did frighten her, as the last time she allowed herself to be consumed by that small voice in the back of her head, she and her sister were left alone as their home was burned to the ground and their parents were murdered. She blamed herself, and she couldn't help it, she was petrified if she ever let it happen again...
She was taken back down to reality as she heard Aurora finally speak up, not entirely understanding what she had said as she began to walk upstairs. Jaiden shook her head and simply followed Aurora up the spiral staircase. With a sigh she sat down on the foot of the bed, her head in her hands as her mind was wracked with countless thoughts. There was so much chaos in such a short amount of time her brain was now only beginning to process it all at once. Jaiden finally looked up at Aurora for the first time since they got there, concern and worry were clearly written on her face as she spoke, "I uh...I didn't hurt you back there, did I?" her voice was much softer than usual and obviously full with anxiety as she wasn't exactly sure if she hadn't harmed Aurora or not when she went to go help, seeing as everything just became red and a bit of a blur. "If I did, I'm sorry...I just wanted to make sure that you were okay, I shouldn't have left you to go check on them...I should have taken you with me, I'm sorry." she said as her voice broke off in the end, as she could feel the familiar burning sensation form behind her eyes as she did the best she could to prevent herself from crying.
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Markus looked at the woman in the water as she slowly got closer to the edge of the lake, noticing she looked at the two as Evelyn had seemingly followed him. She clearly had smelt the blood and wasn't able to keep a handle on it, Noted, he thought to himself. He'd make sure she was taken care of later, probably find someone willing to help with her hunger. He looked back at the woman, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked her over once more. "I was simply trying to let you know to be more careful, that's all. Consider it a fair warning, Zada." he said somewhat coldly as h turned from the siren and looked back at Evelyn, "I'll make sure you get something, trust me." he said as he gave her a bit of an apologetic smile.
"Anyway, just try not to eat too many of them, alright? We'll need some of them left alive enough to get some answers out of. I don't think that'd be too hard to ask." he said as he gave her a nod, gently taking Evelyn by th arm, they'd need to find something fast as he could tell her hunger was growing stronger every moment that passed by. Great, first the attack and now I have to go take care of a hungry vampire.., he thought himself as he huffed, he wasn't already in the past of moods and this only made his mood dip even more.
OLIVER BRENNAN
the half-elf ○ attire ○ #CD884A
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Oliver turned a the sound of the fae's voice hoping some of the color had returned to his face. He looked up at her rather wide-eyed as she rambled on, his gaze focusing on the faint red handprints around her neck. God. If Oliver wasn't feeling so drained and nauseous he might've reached out to help, at least take away the bruises - or the pain. Yet as quickly as she had offered her apology she was gone, and left Oliver with a cold bottle of water. Ollie thought about stopping her to ask her if she was alright but decided against it looking back at the water bottle. He downed it graciously.
The water cleared a bit of the haziness that he was feeling and he stood up from his spot, trying to focus on not getting sick again. After a few moments of pause to make sure his stomach wasn't going to do a 180 he let out a small sigh of relief as he looked at how much of a ghost town Greythorne had become in a matter of minutes. Mom. The thought of her was brief but he made a mental note to text her. For some reason he knew deep down she was safe and decided not to worry about it.
Alex's voice called from the alley and he didn't sound great. "Yeah, I'm okay just a little shaken up I guess" Oliver made his way back over to the witch, noticing that most everyone had cleared out. Crouching next to Alex he placed the back of his hand against Alex's forehead gently - for once he was glad to feel some warmth there. "I know you're probably getting a little sick of hearing this" Oliver said as he took the stethoscope from around his neck, putting it on, "but are you feeling alright? No double vision, difficulty breathing, anything like that?" He placed the scope over Alex's chest listening for a few moments before taking it off and slinging it around his neck. Oliver was still worried about what he possibly could've done by using so much magic, but on the outside Alex seemed normal. "I'm going to have to take you back to the clinic, at least for the night" he quickly added, "just for observation" in case. "It's probably not best to be out here in, well, the open" Oliver cast a quick weary glance over his shoulder.
The water cleared a bit of the haziness that he was feeling and he stood up from his spot, trying to focus on not getting sick again. After a few moments of pause to make sure his stomach wasn't going to do a 180 he let out a small sigh of relief as he looked at how much of a ghost town Greythorne had become in a matter of minutes. Mom. The thought of her was brief but he made a mental note to text her. For some reason he knew deep down she was safe and decided not to worry about it.
Alex's voice called from the alley and he didn't sound great. "Yeah, I'm okay just a little shaken up I guess" Oliver made his way back over to the witch, noticing that most everyone had cleared out. Crouching next to Alex he placed the back of his hand against Alex's forehead gently - for once he was glad to feel some warmth there. "I know you're probably getting a little sick of hearing this" Oliver said as he took the stethoscope from around his neck, putting it on, "but are you feeling alright? No double vision, difficulty breathing, anything like that?" He placed the scope over Alex's chest listening for a few moments before taking it off and slinging it around his neck. Oliver was still worried about what he possibly could've done by using so much magic, but on the outside Alex seemed normal. "I'm going to have to take you back to the clinic, at least for the night" he quickly added, "just for observation" in case. "It's probably not best to be out here in, well, the open" Oliver cast a quick weary glance over his shoulder.
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