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[alphakenner]

"You know you're not supposed to be in here." - Charlie

"What else was I gonna do, drink that horrible excuse for coffee that you keep out front? I'd rather drink paint thinner. Instead I can just come into your office and take the good stuff." He looked up from where he was stirring sugar into the black coffee in his mug. "Whatcha gonna do, arrest me?"

[alphakenner]

Yeah, that happens sometimes. (Cael)

"Which part? The part where he grows wings or the part where he brings down a storm that almost levels New Orleans?" Jackson gave Caelius a look over his beer. "The hell is his bachelor party gonna look like?"

[alphakenner]

"Hey, Kiddo," Jackson looked up from one of his latest projects around the compound and pushed sweat-damp hair out of his eyes. "You know what? You just happened to catch me at the perfect time." Setting a few things back in a red toolbox he'd found, he favored her with a smile. "Where shall we hang out?"

"hey uncle jack? do you think we could like....hang out or something? i feel like we haven't spent any time together lately." @alphakenner

[alphakenner]

Jackson didn't look up, just raised his hand to wave her off. "There's a little dog under the truck. I don't think it's got a collar or anything but he's too scared for me to get a closer look yet. I'll be out of your hair as soon as I get a hand on him, I promise. Didn't mean to disturb anybody."

⊹. ࣪𓉸― tonia rivera / open starter / @darkskiesrpgstarters

it'd been a slow shift, not that she was complaining about there being no emergencies but she was bored out of her mind. there was only so much screen time she could share with the guys at the station, so she removed herself from her spot on the couch and moved to do any kind of prep she could on the truck. her ears pick it up before she saw them, she wasn't alone. "hello? yeah, you over there behind the big red firetruck. hey, can i help you?" she asked while making her way around the truck for the person to come into view.

[alphakenner]

"Free country," Jackson chuckled, tipping his beer in her direction before she began to move closer. There was something familiar about her, something in the face and the eyes, but damned if he could put his finger on just what it was. He stood from the porch, smiling as she approached, but nothing could have quite prepared her for the introduction she gave herself.

"Ollie's...," he chuckled as he finally figured out where the familiarity came from. "Honestly, you'd be surprised what I'm open to believin' these days. About the only thing I can't believe is that his ugly ass had the genes for a beautiful granddaughter. You said you're Evey's friend?"

"Figured I'd just lurk," Cora mused with a small grin as she pushed off the tree and stepped towards the male. He was much younger than she remembered which only meant one thing- he was the past Jackson and not the version of Jackson that she had grown up knowing as she grew up alongside his daughter. The very one that happened to be her best friend. Perhaps that had always been fate, a Randolph and Kenner always somehow managed to end up best friends. The blonde certainly wasn't complaining about it. "You're not going to believe this," she muses in almost a taunting tone. "But I'm Oliver's granddaughter and your daughter's best friend."

[alphakenner]

"I suppose it would - even though I don't think four hundred years would be enough for that. I don't think a thousand would," he shook his head, thinking about what it would be like to lose one of his own. "I'm glad that they do. I wish I shared those memories, but as long as one of us does then it has to be enough. I think you'll be surprised, though, in the end - even if it's a different kind of relationship, you and he will build it together." Jackson considered that for a long few moments. "Can I ask y'all...you talk about her like this is fate. Like you've known her all along. You haven't, right?"

There was an awkward clearing of his throat given as he finally lifted his head, baby blue irises meeting Jackson's dark pair. "Perhaps not but four hundred and something years gives you time to come to terms with the fact that you may never see your child again," Kaidan admits softly. "And to mourn the loss of a woman you loved. At least you're kids knew you to be there as they were growing up. Sebastian was just a newborn so I fear that there will always be a sort of distance between the two of us no matter how hard I try to establish a relationship with him. If it's any comfort, I only wish to give your daughter the life she deserves, to give her any and everything her heart desires. She will be treasured and adored and treated like a queen by not just myself but my inner circle and the people of my court as well. I intend to do right by her."

[alphakenner]

"I can only imagine. That kind of loss isn't something a person can just get over, even less so when it's something public to your people. I'm glad to hear you've been reunited, but you're not wrong. It's incredibly difficult trying to be the father that they deserve at the same time as we try and learn about them. Which is part of why I'm not going to interject myself in Evie's love life or influence her decisions. I might be her father, but I don't have the right to do that."

His gaze remains trained on the floor, the muscle in his jaw flexing as his frame shifts slightly. "The loss of my first wife and son was a hard loss on not only myself but also my people," Kaidan eventually speaks, attempting to mask any hint of emotion from his voice. "But it was centuries ago and- well, I've been recently reunited with my son. I suppose we can both understand the struggle of trying to be a father to full grown kids that we know not much about."

[alphakenner]

The moment was overwhelming, but Jackson pushed down the urge to fight against being tugged into the other's mind. He hadn't imagined so much information being able to be communicated so quickly, at least not in a comprehensible fashion, and he was breathing hard by the time his mind was his own again. "Damn," he muttered, pushing long hair back from his face. "That's...wow. Okay. Condolences, first off."

"Very well," Kaidan nods simply before a silence overtakes the room and he's quickly diving straight into Jackson's mind before transporting the wolf into his memories. Images flash before them both, as Kaidan explains everything there was to know about his people, about the courts, images of Velaria and each of the courts, wars and storms he had conjured, the loss of his son, every miniscule detail given to the other before he finally pulls out of Jackson's mind, his hands having been shoved into pockets at some point during the process and his gaze dropping to the floor between them.

[alphakenner]

Jackson noted the term, nodding. It all sounded vaguely impossible, but there was a lot he'd have considered impossible not so long before. "The threats ain't necessary, but they're heard. If you're with Eve then you're pack, and there ain't nothing means more to me than that. Whatever you show me here is between you and me, simple as that."

Kaidan nods simply before he unfolds his arms, digits wrapping lightly around the edge of the desk as he met Jackson's gaze. "To explain simply how I'm about to do this," Kaidan offers simply. "I'm what is known as a Shadowsinger amongst my people. It's very rare but it gives me the ability to meld with the shadows and use them as a sort of spy as well as the ability to enter other people's minds amongst other things that I won't go into full detail about as it's not what is important right now. What I'm about to show is- let's just say that if I find that any of the information that I give you has been handed out to Triad or anyone else for that matter- Evelynn's father or not, it won't be pretty. I do not take the safety of my people lightly."

[alphakenner]

"That's a good starting point, then, what we've got in common." He watched Kaidan stand and come around the desk but didn't move to mirror it, just turning his chair a little to keep an eye on the man. "Alright," Jackson nodded. "And to be clear, I'm not here to find out your weaknesses or something, I'd just like to learn a bit if Eve's getting involved with y'all."

This time a rather boisterous laugh escaped the fairy as he settled back into his chair, a rather impressed look against his features. "I suppose we've got that in common then," Kaidan jests lightly before his grin falters and his eyes squint at the male across from him for a moment, debating whether or not he wanted to trust the other with information about his people before eventually releasing a sigh and pushing up from his chair, circling the desk before leaning back against it, arms folding over his chest. "It'd be easier if I just showed you," he mused.

[alphakenner]

"I didn't say it'd work," Jackson grinned wryly. "Just that it was what I would try. Wouldn't be the first time I tried something stupid, I assure you." He did make a mental note of Kaidan's apparent immunity to that sort of thing, though. "Alright, then. Where do I start. Tell me more, if you would, about your people. Where you're from, that kinda thing?"

Amusement was quick to flash across his features, corners of his eyes drawing lines as he cracked a grin across his lips and released a low chuckle. "I think you'll find that attempting to kill me with a shotgun would be absolutely futile," Kaidan counters matter of factly. "There is not much that I fear in my realm let alone the human realm so trying to intimidate me would be pointless." He gives a nod of his head as he leans forward in his chair, ink covered forearms resting against the edge of the wooden surface of the desk. "She's not but feel free to address these concerns with me," the High Fae offers. "I want nothing more than to ensure that there is no tension between myself and her family so if you have questions or concerns, I'm an open book."

[alphakenner]

Jackson laughed loudly as he pictured what it'd be like having a movie stuck in his head for that long. "I don't envy you that one, honestly. I didn't have to live those years because of these time travel shenanigans, but I spend enough time with the pack kids that I can guess. Hopefully you've got a good supply of tylenol at home."

Closed Starter - @alphakenner

"Having a 3 year old daughter is not for the weak," Wesley grumbles softly though his lips twitched with amusement. "I've had We Don't Talk About Bruno stuck in my head for the last 4 days. Why? Because my little one refuses to watch any other movie this week. Last week it was Moana and I can almost guarantee that next week it will probably be Frozen again."

[alphakenner]

It felt better to Jackson having the desk between them than if they'd just been sitting opposite each other without it; mostly because it would keep him from standing or being too animated in the course of the conversation. "If I intended to come between you, I'd have walked in here with a shotgun and enough trash bags to clean up a crime scene, and I'd have brought the Chief with me. As much as I have...concerns, Eve isn't some ten year old with a crush who needs her daddy to sort out her love life."

His gaze shifted towards the chair before nodding silently, running his hand down his tie as he moved to seat himself in his own chair with the desk as a barrier between them. "That depends on whether or not you're going to try and come between her and I," Kaidan admits bluntly. "I think I've made my intentions more than clear that I would sooner let this entire city burn than lose her."

[alphakenner]

Jackson couldn't hold in a laugh at that. "You're not wrong there. Wouldn't have been the man I turned out to be without her whooping me as much as she did." He'd been a rotten little troublemaker of a child, like many of the pack had been, after all. "I damn well better be stuck with you, because I wouldn't have it any other way." He shook his head and brought a hand up to cup her cheek. "It don't matter to me if and when you take the cure, Drea. Growing old at the cabin with you isn't about whether we age. It's about...becoming old. Sittin' on the porch with kids and grandkids, living a quiet life. Doing all the things we ain't had the chance to do, in any of our lives."

"Mary would've whooped you worse than ever about a lot of things, Jack," Hayley teases lightly, a grin shot up at the male before a soft laugh eases from her lips as his lips meet her head. "Good because you're stuck with me this time. Third times a charm as they all say, right? We'll be able to do all of that as soon as we get rid of Triad. We'll go back to our cabin in the bayou, we'll watch our kids fall in love and build lives of their own just like we did, and maybe even one day we'll get to watch our grandkids run around playing in the bayou. I've thought about the cure but I- I worry about not being able to protect the kids, to protect Hope but maybe one day- when all of these threats are gone and life goes back to normal... or as normal as it can be... maybe then I'll be more enticed to take the cure so that we can grow old together."

[alphakenner]

"It's cute that you think you could take it easy on me," Jackson shot back with a grin. The thing about being a wolf was that there was always an innate connection even to those who weren't pack. They were the only of the supernaturals who had that born into them. He racked the balls with easy grace and gestured for Ryker to begin.

He gives a simple nod of his head, a grin tugging at his lips. It'd been a lifetime since he'd known what it was like to have a friend or any semblance of a pack. Being a rogue wolf was exhausting most days, never having a family to turn to when times got hard but having Peyton and Charlee as well as Lucy and Brooklyn in his life and now Jackson- peaceful was the only way he could describe the feeling. Even with Triad breathing down their necks. "I ain't takin' it easy on ya," Ryker quips.

[alphakenner]

Jackson's grip was tight without being painfully so, and he balanced his beer carefully in one hand as his head rested against hers for the moment he was granted. When Sierra leaned against the railing he did the same, looking out at the pack and the family they shared. "Lord, I don't know where to start. Went from being young and still in the Bayou to havin' two cities where there was one and not having to turn anymore. Met my wife and found out she'd had a life with me before. Met my kids," his voice cracked on that word, and he brought a hand up to rub at his eyes.

"Found out about Triad, what they do and what they've done. Leaned there's such a thing as Fairies. Seen blood spilled on both sides." He rested his hand on Sierra's shoulder. "And for all that change, found there's one thing that don't. One thing that can't. Pack. It's damn good to see you, kiddo. And I'm guessin' I'm younger than you now, but that's still what I'm gonna call you."

The younger Kenners smiled widened as she wasted no time moving into her cousin's embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around his torso. "It's so good to see you again, Jack." Sierra let out a small sigh before stepping out of his embrace and moving to lean against the porch railing. "So, fill me in on all this Jackson since.... all of this." she mentioned, gesturing vaguely around.

[alphakenner]

There was no mistaking that she was barely holding in a laugh, but Jackson did his best to push past that for the sake of the conversation. He pushed his hair back from his face and sighed. "I don't know how to do this, Charlie. I'm tryin', but I don't have the years with her or all the talents her dad had in the future. I'm coming in cold, you know?" He would try to his last breath, but he knew that it wouldn't be perfect.

"He's...annoyingly suave. Like the city boys we used to make fun of, you know? Name's Kaidan something. Eve says he's Fae, which is a word I had to go and look up, which apparently is where the bat wings come from? He talks a good game about how much he cares about Evie, but I'm strugglin'."

Her hands rise in a placating way though the amusement remains against her features, a soft huff of laughter escaping her lips. "You're right, I'm sorry, it's not funny," Charlie hums, attempting and failing to mask her amusement. "It's just-- I mean-- Evelynn is an adult, Jack. If she wants to be involved with a 'sumbitch that grows bat wings', she's going to be involved with him. All you can do it be there for her, offer her guidance and support." She falls quiet for a moment, hands folding together in front of her as her head tilts to the side curiously. "Tell me more about this batboy guy."