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"Would you vote for me because of the vag vote, or because of the supernatural vote?" Adrian said with a grin. "This is vital information." He said then waved a hand. "For, polling purposes." He said then sighed. "Yes, this mysterious witch is ruining everything."  He said with an eye roll. 

I wonder who will run for mayor.

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"It's more of a pity that he won't be remembered for anything interesting, public works, or improvement of the city. Just for being murdered." Adrian said with a sigh. "I didn't even vote for him." He shrugged. "This witch is going to ruin everything." 

The Mayor is dead.

Pity.

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Adrian cleared his throat and then grinned. He ran a hand through his hair and straightened his shirt. 

"Clearly. I will. I'll get the Supernatural vote, and the vag vote. Obviously. I will win by a landslide." 

I wonder who will run for mayor.

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Adrian let out a laugh. He had to cover his mouth from spitting out his drink. He coughed and then looked at her. Wow, the girl was playing quite the game wasn't she? 'Whatever kind he was?' 

"I'm a merman." He said then shook his head. He rolled his eyes. Not two moments earlier he had shown fangs at the girl. As if she couldn't figure out what he was. Please. "Best not spill any water on me." He said then shook his head. "I'll sprout fins, like aquaman." He said then raised an eyebrow. He shrugged.  "if you want to buy me a drink, by all means." He said then nodded. He pointed to his glass. He then slid his stool a bit closer to the mousy brunette. "You." He said brushing a hair out of her face. "Might be able to fool the vamps, humans, the others." He said then leaned in a little closer. He raised an eyebrow. "But, I can smell it on you, your magic, herbs, little witch." He said then leaned back. "Were's." he said then tapped his nose. "They can tell." He said then grinned a little maliciously. "Liar liar pants on fire." 

"You offered a drink and I declined, that’s why the conversation starter and I have nothing against your kind, whichever it is. I’m partial to all this, really.", Anita stated calmly. For once the words weren’t forced out of her mouth, not quite the truth and more than half lies. She truly believed in not siding with either the humans or the supernatural kind, if a war was to happen, she was not going to be one of its casualties, not when she’d work so hard for the life she had now. A good life, an honest life.

She took a sip of her drink, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. That one was a provocative man, she could usually handle them but his questions and veiled accusations made her uncomfortable, she shifted around for a bit before stepping up and walking up to him, propping her elbows on the counter and offering with a warm smile “Let me buy you a drink.”

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"Not being pessimistic," Adrian said tugging Ais on the arm. "Just being realistic. Out of the two of us, I was the one that was caught in an angry mob of humans, remember?" He said nodding. "I don't know were they even here? Lets go. They are going to say it was us. Come on lets get out of here Ais. Grace can certainly handle herself." 

Finally I'm out of that...

The hand on his back made Aisling jump but he was relived to see it was only Adrian who was with him. “Pessimistic attitude. But I’m not leaving until I round up the rest of us. Have you seen Grace or Daniel?”

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"Then why are you talking to me?" Adrian asked the little mousy girl sitting next to him. "Why are you at a bar?" He asked. "You seem so incredibly cautious." He said eying the woman then her boot. The movement to her boot caused a rustle of scents to the air. He felt his nostrils flair and he raised an eyebrow. So she was just an average woman who carried around witching herbs? Cool cool. At least his attempt to flush her out worked. The girl wasn't as human as she made herself out to be. 

"That's, awfully un-American of you." He said drinking from his glass. "We are the the country of can do, and control your own destiny and voters." He said. "You could send your senator a nasty letter about me. Get those supernaturals off the streets, and all that." He said with a laugh and a wink. 

The man-no wolf sitting next to Anita bares his fangs and though it doesn’t come off as an agressive gesture, her free hand goes immediately to the athame she keeps hidden in her boots. She wouldn’t be foolish enough to use her magic while surrounded by wolves but defending herself like an human would is perfectly acceptable.

She shakes her head and downs the rest of her cocktail, the conversation making her uneasy and she replies in a slightly offended tone. “I’m just living my life. The government can do whatever the fuck it wants, I have as much say about it as you do.”

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"If you need a drink. I'll buy you a drink." Adrian said lingering at the bar. He grinned over at the pretty girl. Why not. He was stuck at this charity event for another hour. He might as well drink and socialize, er, yeah, socialize. He gave the girl a big smile. "Another drink?" He asked cooly. "Did you start early? Oh come on. It hasn't been that bad has it?" 

If anyone needs me, I’ll be getting a drink. Again. 

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Holy shit what happened?

"AIS" Adrian said slapping him on the back. "The mayors been murdered." He said then pulled him back. "everyone's going to think this is our fault. We gotta get out of here. Now."

Finally I'm out of that...

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"Your a real charmer you know that." Adrian said rolling his eyes. "Just kissing me is a burden, and makes you abnormal. Kissing me would let your family down." He said then held his chest as if he was injured. Well, he was. But now it was just for show. His voice was getting louder because Adrian was getting angrier. "Heavens forbid I try to slip you tongue. Or. Or." He said waving a finger. "Cop a feel. You're ancestors would roll over in their graves." He said rolling his eyes. "Best not tell them that you even know me princess Hawthorn. Don't want to besmirch the family name." He spat out. Adrian reached over and grabbed the drink on the bar top and kicked it back. Then he grabbed Anna's drink, which was not so potent, and drank that too. He spun and darted after her. 

"What exactly, do you expect to have happen? If you kissed me?" He asked her blocking her way? "What sort of flood gates are going to come crashing down?" He said ducking into her line of sight. "What do you actually do for yourself? You have a kid sister don't you? Your dad is a alive.  I've seen him. He is pretty in control. He's not going to keel over and die anytime soon. It's not fair that you have to live in this." He held his hands out. "Perfection bubble." He said forming a circle with his fingers. "What was so bad? What did you do in the past? Kill someone? Set them on fire? Shoot them just to see the life drain from their eyes?" He said then waved his hands. "It doesn't matter. Anna you aren't a bad person. Anyone that thinks that you are is crazy." He said at a rapid fire pace. "Am I that incredibly bad?" He said shaking his head. "Don't answer that. I just thought." He shook his head. He rocked on his heels back and forth. "Oh to hell with it. You're already pissed at me." He said then leaned forward and kissed her. He grabbed her by her jaw and pulled her to him pressing his lips against hers. 

Anna frowned at his question, startled by his tone. Being cautious was all she had known, it was how she had lived her whole life. Careful, organized, being in control. How else was she supposed to live? As the next head of the Hawthorne family Anna had a lot of responsibility and she simply couldn’t let herself be reckless and spontaneous. The witch opened her mouth to speak but Adrian continued talking, and she quickly realized that everything he said — he was right. She almost couldn’t believe it was the same person from just five minutes ago.

"I am being myself.” She  snapped eventually, allowing herself to look him in the eyes now. “I care about what other people think, I am responsible and cautious and I don’t want to let down my family again.” Anna wasn’t sure where all these feelings had come from, but his words triggered something inside of her and she couldn’t help herself. “I can’t ‘loosen up’…it’s just not me.” She said, letting out a bitter laugh. “I want to kiss you, Adrian. More than anything. But I also want to be normal for one day and not think about this burden that I’m carrying. We can’t always have what we want, though, can we?” Anna didn’t even care that he could probably hear her heart beating in her chest like crazy, it didn’t matter anymore.

"I will see you around, Adrian." She said and started walking away. 

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Adrian found himself grinding his teeth. He shot a sideways look at Anna. What was wrong with him? He should ask her. But he was somewhat worried she'd tell him.  Adrian Prost could get any girl in this city to fall for him. Any girl but, this one. So he stood grinding his teeth. He could reach out and grab Anna, and kiss her. He could insist that she face this whole thing. But, Adrian wasn't, like that. He wouldn't force something like that. He could also just shrug and let her leave. But, he couldn't do that either. 

"Doesn't it get exhausting?" He asked her in a harsher tone than he had anticipated. Werewolves were known for jumping from one emotion to another. Adrian, however, could change emotions dramatically and instantaneously. "Living in your perfectly logical box were everything makes sense and is organized?" He said exasperated. 

"Maybe if you cared less about what others thought, you'd allow yourself to be yourself instead of bottling everything up all the time." he said quickly.  He could feel it slipping out before he could stop it. He wanted Anna so very badly. He wanted to love her and worship her, and all she was saying was no, no, no. "Its only a matter of time before you explode." He said then rolled his eyes. "I'm sure I'm not the only one that's given you that warning. Loosen up Hawthorn. God." Adrian was all hostility now, at her, and at himself. He knew he shouldn't say things like this, but he couldn't stop himself. 

"Go on then." He said with a shrug. "Go home, make your grand exit. Go read a book, or something delightfully PG. I'll just stay here sulk, and drink and ponder all the things we should be doing instead." 

What they were doing was childish, he was right. She was acting completely immature, even Adeline would know better than this. “It’s just a kiss.” Anna repeated after him, as if she was going to convince herself that it wouldn’t mean anything at all. As he leaned in closer to her, she tried her best to avoid his eyes, those big, blue eyes that could probably persuade her into doing anything he wanted. Anna was about to answer his question, she was going to lie to him that she indeed didn’t want to kiss him, but a moment later he reached out and brushed a piece of hair from her face and even though he had barely touched her, the witch felt shivers down her spine. If such a simple touch had so much power on her, surely she would lose sense of space and time if he kissed her. 

When he leaned back to the bar, Anna frowned at him, almost immediately realizing what he was doing. She wasn’t going to give in so easily, though. Not yet. His words made her think anyway, and now that he wasn’t so close to her and she couldn’t feel his warm breath on her face, Anna could think more clearly. If they kissed, things would change. A werewolf and a witch — it was impossible. “Usually I’m the voice of reason in situations like these.” She said, a small smile resting on her lips. “I think the reasons why we should not kiss are quite clear.” Anna sighed, glancing at him only for a moment before focusing back on her feet. “So I guess now would be the right time for me to leave.” She said quietly. 

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I’ll seek you out Flay you alive One more word and you won’t survive And I’m not scared Of your stolen power I see right through you any hour [x]

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Juliet & Adrian || Event Chaos

Adrian leaned on the door to Juliet's apartment and heaved a sigh. He tapped the door again and waited. He leaned his head on the door frame and then looked over his shoulder at the driver. Adrian wasn't entirely sure what he was doing here, just that he was supposed to pick up Juliet, some, young hot, witchy girl, to go to the charity ball. The stipulation for picking her up was that she had to be hot. That was the only way he was going. It was some thing, for his dad. His dad new her grandmother. It was a thing. Adrian's dad explained it to him but Adrian stopped listening. He didn't really care. 

"Ah. Lovely." Adrian said straightening up. He stopped leaning on the door bell. He gave the girl a charming smile. "Can I interest you in a ride to the rather dull charity ball? And possibly some drinks? I'm looking forward to the drinks." He said then held out his hand. "I'm Adrian Prost." He said then gave her a quick bow. "Pleasure. You look lovely." He said then held out an elbow to escort her to the car. 

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"Oh come on Anna." He said in a low growl. "If I lose, what do you even win?" He said flicking his eyes back up to meet hers. "What satisfaction is there?" He said then put on a pout. Adrian's hand slid around her waist and pulled her closer. "It's just a kiss." He said with a smirk. "It's not, even anything that, naughty." He said then let out a throaty laugh. Adrian edged ever so closer to her. He bit his lip and looked up at Anna with sad eyes.

"What's the matter beautiful?" He said then nuzzled his nose against hers again. "Don't you want to kiss me?" He asked. He reached up and brushed her hair out of her face. The teasing he was doing was killing him. Theoretically, it should be killing her, too, but it was actually killing Adrian. He was going to die. If she didn't kiss him. He would turn into a rage monster and die. He wanted Anna Hawthorne more than he had ever wanted anyone in his life. He ran a tongue over his teeth and eyed her for a moment. Adrian pulled her in close and took a breath in, breathing her in, her scent. He closed his eyes and then let her go. Fine two could play this game. 

"You're probably right." He said then shook his head and leaned back against the bar. "We shouldn't." 

It frustrated her that she so easily lost all control over herself, why did he have such power over her? Anna wasn’t used to this, she had to retrieve her control, she had to prove him wrong. Her heart betrayed her though, and for just a moment the young witch forgot a werewolf was standing in front of her. He had an unfair advantage and it was true that her heart was going crazy, her uneven breathing made it even easier to notice that she wasn’t neutral to this whole…situation. Adrian’s warm breath on her cheek made her close her eyes only for a second. She couldn’t let him win. “Okay.” She mumbled. “I accept.” This time she sounded more determined, trying her best to calm down her heart rate. “You will lose.” Anna knew that wasn’t true, she had already lost the battle by letting him so close, she wanted to kiss him, to feel his lips on hers, but even if her heart ended up betraying her again, she could at least put up a confident facade. 

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"Good thing I only order tequila on taco Tuesdays!" Adrian said with enthusiasm and a grin. "You need a better Friday plan rather than working though. Quit being so responsible, damn. It's a total yawnfest." He said nodding. "Blow off work and go out with me." He said with a devious grin. "That's clearly the better plan. 

I’m so glad that Black Moon has been attracting such sloppy drunks lately. I just love wiping up spilled tequila. Best Friday night I’ve had in a long time.

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"Don't ever do what again?" Adrian said nuzzling his nose against her neck. He grinned at her then looked at her for a moment. He then let out a sigh and a laugh. "You know, I have super sonic wolf hearing." He said his eyes glinting in the light. "I can hear your heart beat. It doesn't agree with you're voice." He said then gave her a devious grin. "How about this." He said then lifted his glass to his mouth and took a drink. He sipped it then set it down. "I'll come in, just close enough to, almost, kiss you." He said leaning in close. "If you heart-rate doesn't go up, and eyes don't dilate, and you don't want to kiss me. Well." He said then grinned grazing his nose against hers. He exhaled breath on her cheek. He looked at her green eyes. "I won't try again." He said then raised an eyebrow. "What." He said letting his nose run against hers. "Do you say Anna?" He said teasingly. 

"I will have to disagree with that." Anna replied, and before she could comprehend what was happening, Adrian’s lips were on her, and her body responded instantly, unable to restrain herself. 

"Don’t do that ever again." she suddenly spoke as her heart beat hard in her chest and her emotions swirled inside her. 

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Adrian looked at the girl next to him for a long moment. He eyed her for a long moment then chewed the inside of his cheek. Adrian turned to face her then smiled showing a pair of wolf fangs. Okay. So trouble did really, find him. He couldn't help it. But he didn't believe for a second that the broad next to him was a human. He then pushed his hair out of his face.  "Oh." He said then nodded. "You then must feel really secure in the fact that the human ruling class is making all the supernaturals itchy and hostile." He said raising an eyebrow. "You side with them then?" He inquired with a curious glance. "The mere mortals?" He said then shrugged. "That's an interesting stance." He said and shrugged. "Very, non, confrontational, well, sort of. Until you run into someone like me that disagrees with you." He said then laughed. 

Anita let out a small sigh of frustration. Everyone had those words upon lips these days. The government act, the government act, the government act. And it would seem the supernaturals just weren’t afraid to come right out and present themselves as what they were, a boldness that Anita was far from favouring.

She had gone on for years posing as a human, only one person close to her knowing her true nature, gone on for years of limiting her use of magic to a strict minimum. Years of efforts to fit in, to carve a place for herself in a community that she hoped would be far less cold and cruel than her own flesh and blood had been to her and she had succeeded, only for all her hard work to be endangered by a bunch of self sufficient, arrogant jerks. God, it made her sick to her stomach. Of course speaking aloud those bitter words was not an option, she couldn’t go around blurting out her secret. Never trust hands that belong to another, lest you find yourself in the clutches of a monster or two.

As she toyed with the tiny blue umbrella that rested on the hem of her cocktail’s glass, she looked up to her interlocutor, her eyes meeting his blue ones briefly but her gaze not settling there. “Those rules don’t apply to me, sir. I’m human.” she responded. The last two words coming out of her mouth in a monotone, she didn’t even register her own lie anymore. Striving for normalcy was a constant in her life and so was perpetually fooling herself into thinking she’d achieve it. “But if you still want to know what I think of the act then I think the government is just trying to give us a sense of security.”

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"Amelia." Adrian said pointing a finger at her. "I like it when you work so much more than when Ais does." he said with a quick grin. He then said to everyone in the bar. "Tip your waitresses!" He then nodded. "Of course darling." he said then turned the newspaper over again. "What, are you going to do about these changes killer?"

"I hope there’s a tip in there." She pushes a drink towards him. "Drink up champ. The government isn’t going to make this easy."