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@chris-elkar , @judassamara , @isabellexlaurent

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totally not from belle

Thank you for being you. 

XOXO

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Thanks for being one of the few cool ones. You’re a good friend or whatever.

-Will

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Vivie holds the small bear to her chest with mixed emotions. She knows her sister would probably tell her to throw them away, but Vivie just can’t bring herself to do it. Looking around, she shoves the little bear into her uniform pocket before closing her locker and heading to class.

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The cookies come with a cat ‘Hang in there’ card, but it’s unsigned

Vivie smiles as she looks from the card to the cookies, having a feeling she knows who sent them. 

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Vivian “Vivie” Laurent| 17| 2B| Art Club| The Artist

What are their goals in school and beyond?

Vivie's goal is to eventually become an art teacher, and maybe even feature some pieces in the local gallery.

What is their home life like?

Vivie's always felt like the odd one out in her family. Her sister and mother are powerhouses when it comes to achieving their goals, steamrolling anyone who gets in their way. Meanwhile, Vivie is very much like their father, a gentle, caring, and carefree man who tends to go with the flow. Although she knows her older sister will always have her back, Vivie also feels like Belle keeps her at arm's length, especially at school.

What is their school life like? Are they academically gifted? Are they popular? Are they introverted? Are they a delinquent?

Vivie is quite the opposite of her older sister's school career in several ways. Where Belle is the popular Queen Bee, Vivie is more laxed, often choosing to stay out of the limelight... and her sister's way. She can usually be found in the library with her face in a book, in the courtyard with her paint supplies, or covered in paint in the art studio. Her grades are not as good as she would like them to be, but she does what she can to get by, even becoming class president to impress her mother and sister.

What extracurricular club do they take part in?

Art Club, Medium: Painting, Gouache and Watercolor

How are they going to spend Valentine's Week this year?

Vivie had hoped that she would be spending it with her rough around the edges beau Jax. After a falling out over Winter Break, however, Vivie has kept her distance and maintained the break-up, despite how much it has hurt her to do so.

Do they have a crush on anyone? Do they wish to confess to their crush?

Despite their fight, Vivie still has feelings for Jax. A small part of her is keeping her eye out for someone who might make him jealous.

Connections:

Big-Sister: @isabellexlaurent

Cousin: @teddy-byrne

Ex-Boyfriend: @thejax-reed

Friend/ Art Club Member: @will-rogers

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laurel lance per episode ★ 1.07 muse of fire

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Who: Viv x Elena ( @elenaramirez ) When: 11PM, Week of Full Moon Where: Shadow and Spirit

Vivian had decided after a dinner with the board of ASI that she'd go for a walk around the city. It had been a while since the last time she'd allowed herself to explore the city streets between her work and research, and she couldn't deny she was getting restless. There was a lot on the vampire's mind as her heels clicked on the sidewalk, and the cool night air on her skin was a welcome and refreshing distraction. Viv smiled as she people-watched as she moved down the busy sidewalk, the downtown atmosphere alive and thriving since it was so close to the full moon.

Watching a few people hustle into a local bar, the blonde decided a drink sounded wonderful, grateful that the establishment seemed supernatural friendly. Making her way over to the bar, she slid into one of the far-off barstools and glanced at the small bar menu in front of her. Glancing up as she noticed movement in the corner of her eyes, her smile brightened at the familiar face serving drinks nearby. "Well hello there, stranger," she mused warmly at seeing Elena.

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Despite whatever was controlling her thoughts, Vivian still stood there in a momentary stunned silence at Jax's words. It was as if he had reached right into her soul, found her deepest insecurities, and presented their opposition. She was used to everyone throwing what she was back in her face or expecting the worst of what she once was but Jax seemed to see something more. The sentiment was fleeting as her anger crashed back into her. "You say that like it's so simple. It's not, Jax..."

Vivian had only seconds to process Jax' admittance of fear before she felt him return the kiss. Heat flooded her senses as she felt him lean in closer, consumed by his scent and the kiss. The ferocity of their spat deepened the kiss as she felt the doorframe press against her back, her hands snaking up his neck to tangle in his hair. Just as she'd parted her lips to deepen the kiss, she felt a hypnotic snap in her brain, as if the magician controlling her brain had released her from his hold. Realization followed, hitting her like a bus and breaking the kiss. Her green eyes were bright with shock as a blush began to flourish on her cheeks and neck. The normally overly chatty blonde was too stunned to speak in the Beta wolf embrace as she came to, looking from the charred mistletoe at her feet and then back to the Beta pinning her against the doorframe.

"..you're a good person, Vivian." Jaxon huffed after a short silence, looking at her with sadness in his eyes. "I haven't been given a reason to think otherwise and even if there was something else -in your past, it's clear that's not who you are anymore." The doctor was unlike any other vampire he had ever met. She meant good and did good. So much good it was a wonder she had any time for herself. Shrugging his shoulders, Jaxon cast his eyes to the side, hurt over his situation with the pack. Wanting to stick around for Gwen but..still at a loss when it came to his own identity.

The beta would have stood there, caught in his own thinking but the quick sting of sadness faded the second he heard Vivian again. She liked him? He couldn't understand how that was possible, let alone when he had started to feel that way about her too, but he couldn't ignore it. "I know." he flinched, enduring the knocks against his chest. "I know it's scary..I'm scared too, Vivan..but I've run out of reasons to care about what everyone else thinks." Jax felt those same fingers, clasping at the edges of his jacket and then a pair of lips brushing his. Only then, did he dare lean forward, probably as shocked as she was to be returning the kiss in a place so public. He squeezed her hips with calloused fingers, pushing her against the doorframe as the kiss grew. Within a moment, the mistletoe dangling over their heads withered, falling at their feet.

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"You're joking," she let out in awe before chuckling. Danny was always the opportunistic one, and owning a bar is an idea he tossed around from time to time while they were together. Now she realized where that idea came from and a part of her warmed at the thought. It was as if Jax was presenting pieces to a puzzle she'd long since put away but had always wanted to finish. Taking a sip of her drink she almost snorted the contents at the name Danny had pitched. Wiping her mouth as another chuckle escaped her lips, "God, he was so bad at naming things. We almost adopted a stray dog when we first moved in together and he wanted to name her Gertrude. Turns out she was our neighbor's dog who liked to climb under our fence and steal food from our trashcan." Viv shook her head with a smile at the ridiculousness of the memories as she brought her eyes back to the album.

The vampire wondered what brought on this sudden vulnerability from the Beta. A part of her hoped it was a return from the vulnerability she'd shown them when he'd confronted her about the necklace. She was grateful to him for seeing her for who she was, and not just what she was in those moments, which made her feel as though she could trust Jax, like Danny had wanted her to all those years ago. She glanced over to where their fingers slightly grazed one another, the warmth playing off her cool skin and sending prickles of electricity up her arm. Viv looked up at him then, thinking about retreating with the album as he suggested but a part of her resisted that thought. "no no, it's fine. It's... it's actually kinda nice to talk about him with someone else," she admitted softly, her heart aching and full all at once. "Besides, something tells me a few of these might need some context that only you can provide," she teased, pointing to a candid photo of a young Jax and Danny nearly pissing themselves from laughter by a bonfire. "U-unless you have to get back to work, of course... I don't want to keep you from your party..."

The smile felt reassuring. It was something Jaxon could work with in his attempt to smooth things over with the doctor. Carrying that sense of guilt over his departure from the pack for the better part of the year had been exhausting. Lonely, too. But somehow, she made the load feel lighter...or rather, her company did. Vivian made him feel normal and he..well, he needed that. Badly. "..yeah." the beta huffed as he lightly traced the edge of the album in their grasp, almost brushing her hand. "Did he ever tell you we almost became business partners? He actually wanted to name the pub The Wolf Cave. Shame we didn't get to do that-" Jaxon smiled sadly, darting his eyes to another photo. "There are a lot more pictures in this album, if you want to take it with you. A lot more stories..but I understand if this is too much right now."

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Viv hesitated at Isabelle's question, biting her lower lip as she searched her brain for a coherent response. In truth, the young vampire didn't know the reason for the avoidance. Much of it was fear, but the other part was a strange familiarity that Vivian couldn't quite place. Even though Louis' memory spell was broken, some of her memories were still fuzzy, and painfully locked away behind a wall of trauma. Had Isabelle been a part of that past? Surely Vivian would have been able to sense the danger from the moment she met Isabelle. Even if she couldn't remember, her body surely would have, right? "I'm honestly not sure..." she trailed off nervously.

The blonde watched Isabelle work her magic making them a drink, admiring the grace and poise that radiated from Isabelle in all that she did. "I... with the, uhm..." Viv started, trying to carefully find the words that desperately wanted to escape her. "The spell," she finally blurted. "I-I don't understand. It was supposed to show me what I was truly searching for, what my heart desired, and it...it broke for you? How could that be?" Her bottom lip found its way between her teeth once again, already feeling silly for even bringing this up. What if it was just a simple fluke that she'd let run rampant through her brain until it made her sick. Vivian could already feel the embarrassment eating at her stomach as she waited for Isabelle's response.

"What could have possibly prompted such a response?" Both women were shocked to find that the other was their happy ending. The true love that she held in her heart for Vivian certainly extended well beyond a silly little Halloween stunt, yet she hoped that the other woman would attribute it being the bond of a clan leader. Vivian had after all proved to be one of Belle's prized sisters. Still the fact that she was also Belle's happy ending hinted at something that was far better left in the shadows.

The elder busied herself with warming a blood bag. While there were a few donors kept on hand, this conversation was best to be kept between the two woman until Isabelle knew exactly what it was that Vivian had been avoiding. She lifted a brow. "Quite a bit occurred. I fear you will have to be a bit more specific than that." Opening a filing cabinet, Belle poured a few drops of a potent brandy into the glass. She had a feeling VIvian would be needing it.

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"Uh-oh, are the deities expecting some mischief tonight? Or just the usual wariness that comes with the territory of this event?" she joked with a light laugh. She admired the being's smile, finding it charming to see it for once, and not his usual eyes in the cab's rearview mirror. Viv was enjoying this side of Elio outside his usual cabbie duties as they moved through the dance floor. "I didn't peg you as much of a dancer. You are just full of surprises, aren't you?" she added. "Well certainly no complaints here. Although I'm sure you might later if I keep stepping on your toes," she added with a coy smile. "I am, surprisingly enough. You guys really know how to throw a party. "

Elio easily fell into step without a thought-- graceful on his feet despite how ungracefully he usually paraded through life. "Wonderful thus far, although the night is still young," Elio answered back with a grin. "I will admit I might have neglected hosting duties in the main entryway in favor of dancing... Although thus far there have been no complaints. May I ask how you've found the festivities thus far?"

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"It's gotten me this far, hasn't it?" she fired back, knowing he was right but too stubborn to admit it. "And what exactly is it that you see, Jax? Because from where i'm standing i'm nothing more than a monster in sheep's clothing, and it's only a matter of time before the monster comes out again," she admitted, painfully aware of how much she was sharing and not enjoying it one bit. Her mouth fell agape at his own admission. She'd purposefully been ignoring Caleb and probably even Gwen too if she were being honest. Even though her and Gwen had mended fences, she still worried about additional fallout from Viv's medaling. "Jax that...-that's not true and you know it! You deserve to have a connection with your daughter too!"

Vivian's nostrils flared at being challenged, too blinded by the way the words were coming out than what was actually being said. How dare he challenge her like this about a highly sensitive matter and more than just a simple answer. "It's more complicated than that and you know that. I can't just say that I like you and that be that? Have you forgotten we don't exactly play for the same team. The minute we get involved we'll have the elders swarming down upon us, not to mention our teammates who are not exactly going to be team fraternizing with the enemy. " she angrily rambled, jabbing her finger into his chest with every point she made. She was doing her best to dodge the question that was clearly still hanging in there between them. And how dare he be so... annoyingly sweet about the whole thing, giving her a choice like she actually had one. "You... You," she tried to continue, continuing to jab into his chest before her hands encircled the lapel of his jacked, unable to resist any longer. "Fuck it," she blurted out before crashing her lips into his.

Jaxon exhaled, feeling tension begin to settle in his body the longer they talked, perhaps some nerves, too. "That's harsh, even for you. Is it workin'? Telling yourself you don't deserve good things? Because from where I'm standing, that's not what I see, Viv. It's who you are now that matters, you hear me?" Aaaand she shut him right up again, his eyes flicking to the side to avoid hers in light of the compliments. "I said that's what I intended to do..not that I'm succeeding. Trust me, there's still time to screw that up. Haven't you heard? Apparently, I'm this terrible person who ruined Lycaon's good name. Not to mention, the life of the man who raised my kid."

Reed's anger had not simmered down, but now it was coming across as annoyance more than anything else. How ridiculous was it that he was pitying himself in front of her and discussing what was going on between them at the same time here, of all places? "No. Although I somehow don't think you're gonna take my word for it. Am I wrong?" Jax scoffed, going quiet as Vivian came up to him, holding his stance because..somehow, this was the only way they could get to the bottom of this. "...well, do you or do you not, Viv?" She'd heard him, so she knew he was not playing here. This was new and scary and maybe even wrong, given her involvement in the family drama, but fuck it, right? "I like you. I do. But we don't have to be anythin' you don't want to. I get it.."

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"I think it's safe to say I might have been...." she admitted with a frown, wringing her hands together lightly as she stood there. Although Vivian had wanted answers the moment the Halloween festivities, a part of her was scared of what they might be. She also feared the possibility of getting her hopes up in what might turn out to be just a demonic trick to chaos disorder and chaos.

The younger vampire did as instructed, letting out a slow breath as she sat. She was thankful that she didn't actually need to breathe as much as humans or else she might have passed out by now from her nerves. "You would be correct," she smiled faintly, although it didn't quite meet her eyes. "Ahh, some blood might be nice." Vivian watched Isabelle move through her office with such grace and poise that Vivian debated abandoning the entire thing. Before Vivian could chicken out, she found herself blurting out "What happened on Halloween?"

Isabelle expected her secretary or a patient squeezed in for an emergency. She told the other person to enter without looking up from the file that she was reviewing. It was the tiny hi that drew her attention. Never had she known Vivian to be a shrinking violet- always so proud and outspoken. She took pride in seeing the other do what she thought was right, even when that caused Vivian more headaches from saying the wrong thing.

"I was starting to think that you were avoiding me." She gestured to the couch in the room. "Please make yourself comfortable. I trust that you are not my three o'clock." She made her way around the desk towards the couch. "May I offer you a refreshment: coffee, tea, blood?"

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"I can imagine some of those words would have included some light bullying," she teased, the corners of her lips tugging into a smile. Danny had always had a quick wit about him, one of the many things that had drawn her to the wolf. Viv wished she could have seen the two of them interact together, wondering what their banter would have been like. "I bet he would have too."

Viv climbed off the barstool and gathered her bag off the back of the chair. A part of her kept her guard up as she followed Jax, unsure of how much trust she should logically put into the fellow. She also hadn't told anyone that she was coming here tonight which might have been another fatal mistake, not that they probably would have approved anyway.

A small smile pushed through her paranoia as she glanced around Jax's office. Despite the utter chaos that adorned the space, it had a bit of charm to it. As Jax moved towards the desk, her attention was caught on some of the knick-knacks on the selves. Who knew the big bad beta was such as softie, she thought before her attention turned back to Jax. She did as instructed and plopped herself down on the leather couch, setting up their drinks as Jax flipped through the album. As he passed it to her, her eyes roamed the old photos before they landed on a familiar face. The vampire beamed fondly as she took in the candid photo, Daniel smiling wide next to a younger Jax. She swallowed the lump that formed in her throat as she continued to stare. "Look at you twoo..."

"Damn," Jaxon huffed, feeling the weight of that statement. It was hard not to let it sink in, reminisce about past conversations, past arguments. Their lives were not much different and yet, neither would have believed he might be in this position now. "I think he would've probably had some words for me if he had known this was in my future." the wolf added with a chuckle, mostly just to ease some tension. "But the pub? He would've loved. He never got to see it like this."

Washing his hands in the sink, the beta smiled in the most reassuring way possible and stepped out from behind the bar. He realized how odd of a request this was, but he couldn't exactly explain...she simply had to see it. Jax gestured for her to walk in front of him, guiding her to his office, and opened the door. "Hold on, let me hit the lights." The whole place was in a bit of disarray but it was obvious to anyone who ever saw it, that Jaxon spent a lot of his time there. Old pictures, books and even an antique or two decorated every shelf and space in the room. Not that he noticed-After closing the door, the wolf walked towards his desk and pulled an old album out of one the drawers. "So..ever since we had that talk that day, it got me thinkin' and..looking around this place, I found somethin' I thought you might like. Please, sit.." he insisted softly towards the couch there. As the doctor sat, so did he, and opened the album on her lap, looking for a specific set of pictures. "..I knew I kept pictures of around the time I inaugurated Lunar Heights and..look, recognize anyone?"

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Vivian grimaced as his hand found her waist, her eyes scanning the crowd for a potential savior. She'd known her time avoiding Caleb would come to an end eventually, she just hadn't expected there to be so many witnesses when it did. The vampire could feel tension in the alpha's body, no doubt mimicking her own. At least she knew she wasn't the only one uncomfortable by this interaction. She eyed him carefully at his sharp response, wondering what was running through Caleb's mind as they casually swayed on the dance floor. "Fine as well," she returned carefully. "Such a lovely party wouldn't you say? Seems like everybody is having a wonderful time. So many dates and families celebrating together..." she rambled nervously, attempting to fill the uncomfortable silence between the two.

Caleb closed his hand around Vivian's before leading her to the dance floor and his other hand moved to place on her waist as they started their magic-induced dance. Despite their dancing, Caleb could feel the tension in his body and also in hers as they twirled around the dance floor.

"It's been fine," he said in return, perhaps a little to harshly which was very unlike him, but Caleb could not help himself when faced with the person who told him that instrumental piece of information about Gwen. "And you?" He had to hold himself back from saying something snarky because that would be extremely impolite.