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Sloane Danvers as Poison Ivy

ft. @axel-mathis (and Ryen as Robin earlier in the evening for trick or treating)

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Sloane tried to take a breath, it made her whole chest shudder as she pushed her hand through her hair. She’d been doing that a lot today leaving it looking less than perfect, stringy would probably be the right word, and messy. “Uh…yeah she fell asleep on me and I didn’t have the heart to wake her up.” She also didn’t have the mental capacity to considering how preoccupied she was with thoughts spinning around her brain a million miles an hour with no sign of stopping. Madly doing sums in her head, working out dates, counting things out to make sure she wasn’t way off before she brought it up with Axel. 

Nodding as he repeated what she said the redhead swallowed. “I think it could be a problem, yeah. I mean I’m not totally sure but I’ve done the maths and gone back through all the times I’ve been ill recently. How I’ve been feeling.” It wasn’t coming easy to her, getting the words out. She felt dizzy, fearing for Axel’s reaction. Even Ryen’s little giggles as she rubbed her chubby hand along his stubble wasn’t really registering with her mother who was panic eyed. “I’m late.” She blurted out finally - looking up at him as if pleading eyes could make him somehow able to prove her wrong. “My period is late. About three weeks.” @axel-mathis

Axel smiled down at his daughter who still had sleepy eyes. "She just nap?" He looked at the clock. It was awfully late for a nap. Hopefully she wasn't getting sick too. He picked up Ryen's little hand and quickly rubbed it against his stubble, which he had recently learned was a surefire way to get her giggling.

Hearing Sloane say she didn't want to lie down, he looked at her confused. A conversation. Well that rarely was good news. "A problem?" Axel followed Sloane, feeling his heart begin to race. What sort of problem could they have that had Sloane feeling and behaving like this. "Sloane what is going on?"

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“Yeah, I themed my top to the activity. Never tell me I don’t take fashion seriously.” Sloane rolled her eyes with a small smile, but looked up with a frown when she said poor Ryen. “I’m just joking.” Not liking the implication she was making about Ryen needing pity in any capacity as if she was some kind of bad mother. 

“You do realise I was asking because I care about you, not because I’m accusing him of anything. You guys found out you were pregnant out of nowhere - I’m just asking how he’s dealing with it. I’m still asked about Axel, I’m still told people will do something to him if he’s not being good to me. In fact people are just fucking rude about him full stop, but that's not what i'm doing to you about Arkin. I don't know him, i'm allowed to check on how he's treating you, you don’t have to take it so personally.” That served her right for trying to show her friends she supported them and would be there to protect them. “What does the dance studio have to do with anything? I’m just checking that he’s supporting you int he way you deserve.” She lapsed into silence, scooping the inside of the pumpkin out with focus. Upset that her attempt at being supportive had just been taken in that way - and that she only thought her boyfriend was a good one because of some kind of expensive gift he’d given her. Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder if Sterling really did want to be her friend, because she got the impression otherwise sometimes. "I'm just trying to be a good friend - that's all." @sterlingxlevin

"At least it's... sort of the color of pumpkin guts." Sterling laughed, knowing she wasn't helping at all. It was actually funny watching Sloane try to gut a pumpkin without making a mess. "Poor Ryen. She doesn't stand a chance."

The topic of Arkin came up and Sterling looked away from her own pumpkin and chewed on her bottom lip for a moment. She understood that her ex had left her when she got pregnant with Sunny, but Arkin had proven he was nothing like her ex and she had nothing to worry about. It was almost upsetting that Sloane couldn't see that. "Why wouldn't it be? He comes to every appointment he can, he stays over at my house all the time. He's there for me and I trust him that he's going to stay. Just because he hasn't built me a dance studio doesn't mean he doesn't care." Sterling laughed. "Besides, I have the money to build my own myself if I wanted." Sterling was half teasing, but she didn't get why every time Arkin came up there was some kind of threat to him.

"I am. After trick-or-treating with Sunny.“

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Where: pumpkin carving at Sunrise Winery Who: @sterlingxlevin

“Why did I wear this top, I knew this was going to be messy…” Sloane muttered as she carried on scooping the inside of the pumpkin out, honestly she’d thought it would be pre scooped because this was Aurora Bay for fucks sake but…well it wasn’t. “If I take this home and Ryen doesn’t immediately speak her first words and they aren’t ‘wow mom that’s the best pumpkin I’ve ever seen’ then I’m grounding her for every halloween until the end of time.” It was actually a fair bit of a workout doing this, and she glanced up at Sterling as she paused for a moment. "So talk to me, fill me in on what's been going on. I assume everything is fine with Arkin and I don't have to kill him anytime soon? Oh also what are you thinking of being for halloween - you’re coming to Sharky’s right?” 

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“Hide yourself away like a hibernating bear? Honestly that sound kind of nice. Don’t get me wrong I love Aurora but I do miss the fact that New York had actual weather. Like seasons. Here it just feels like the seasons are varying levels of warm.” Puffing out her cheeks before letting out a big sigh, shaking her head. “I think I’m going to try and convince Axel he wants to take me and the baby somewhere snowy for a couple of weeks so we can actually feel weather again.” @connievanderbilt

Who: @dancingdanvers Where: Connie's place

"I'm done with Summer." A decree coming from someone who regularly found herself beach bound. "Ready to become incommunicado until the new year once the cold hits. Be the hermit I was always destined to be in this life."

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Whatever had gone on between Sloane and Nikki was clearly in the past, that much is obvious if you saw the two girls interact. Plus Sloane didn’t let just anyone hold her daughter, but she trusted Nikki entirely with Ryen. The baby clearly loved her, one chubby hand reaching out towards the visitor with a giggling sound, seeking attention. She took after her mother in that respect. “Not going to lie, I’m very proud of this little costume. Although I’ve convinced Axel to be Batman for halloween I think, so I can be Poison Ivy and then Ryen will be Robin. At least I think I’ve managed it - stay tuned.” She laughed as she took the bags from the blonde, swapping them out for the baby as she lead them into the house. 

“Stop it! Look at that Snow White, it’s your apple! Only this one isn’t poisoned. Right?” She glanced at Nikki as if actually waiting for confirmation of that, eyebrows raised, before breaking into an amused smile. “The weekend from hell? Well that doesn’t sound very nice. Want to elaborate or are you being a woman of mystery all of a sudden?” Her not being relaxed was kind of the understatement of the century, it made Sloane pull a face, hating that she could be read by Nikki like that. He ability to mask emotions was clearly failing recently. “Honestly? That’s because I’m not very fucking relaxed really. Things are…feeling rough. It’s a bunch of first work problems obviously but you know…” That didn’t stop them feeling very real to her. @ambivalenceshefelt

Oddly enough, Nikki seemed to have acquired perks in this house though she wasn’t sure when that had happened exactly. Honestly, she’d bet that before Ryen was born there was a Wanted, Dead or Alive, poster of her face somewhere in the house. But oh well, she had worked hard and earned that —insert evil laugh. “She is!” Nikki exclaimed. She loved kids, she was good with them, they loved her too. She was born to be the cool and fun aunt, she’d claimed that title when she was like..seven years old, when Cody was born. She literally grew into the role.

“Yes! I went into this toy boutique and they had so many things for you, yes they did” she said in a cheery tone. “Oh and I think there’s a teether in there that would go great with your costume, look at that!” Turning to look at Sloane, she offered a smile and extended her arm a little so the other girl could take the bags. “Thanks.” She chuckled and brought her hand back to Ryen once the bags were off her. Walking a little further into the house, Nikki made sure to pay enough attention to her steps while holding a small child. “I had the weekend from hell, and..sorry..but you don’t seem too relaxed either.” She told Sloane honestly. || @dancingdanvers

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“You’re such a drama queen.” A roll of her eyes as he declared he was never fun. 

She was convinced that if he just gave it a chance he might actually enjoy coming out of his shell - which was why she was taking it upon herself to coax out the softer side of Bora. Ironically since…well she was Sloane Danvers, soft wasn’t really an adjective people used for her very often. She was persistent in making him hang out with her for exactly that reason, and with Ryen. Every time he had her in his arms the man seemed to soften somewhat. It was pretty cute. 

At his chuckle she gave him a look, her plight not something that was funny. “I mean, I guess so. Some ways, not all of them or we’ll have a little asshole on our hands.” Reaching across the table to tickle the baby’s stomach, careful not to get her long red hair into her ice cream. “Maybe, although truly I’d rather she didn’t become a ballarina or even enter that world, it’s a hellscape. I don’t want that for my baby.” The strife that came with it she knew far too well, was still dealing with to this day, the idea of her child going through that as well made her almost want to start crying. “Whatever she wants to be, we’ll support her.” Which was the truth - mostly. 

Taking a bite of her ice cream she made a face. “Maybe that’s what you get for marrying them. Just do me a fucking favour and don’t start talking to Axel about how shitty your marriages turned out, I’m already up against a brick wall trying to convince him he wants to change his mind about his stance on marriage so he will marry me. You barreling in talking about asshole ex wives would rally set me back.” Maybe that was a bit dramatic but she didn’t need any more ammunition for her boyfriend to use against the idea. 

Her eyebrows popped up at the mention of calling, though returned to their usual place when he mentioned sending soup. “Your compassion from a distance is what I love about you Bo.” She joked, licking a bit more ice cream delicately off her spoon. 

Ryen’s coo melted her heart, making her smile probably, eyes soft as she looked at the baby. His next question came with a different tone though, and she looks up at him from where she’d been prodding at her ice cream, eyes wide. Considering the options between telling him the truth and brushing over it like everything was fine. 

“You know, life can be hard sometimes, but it’s nothing I won’t come out the other side of, right? I mean…I shouldn’t complain. I have a house, an amazing daughter, a boyfriend I love, the rest is just…noise.” She gestured around her head as if brushing away said noise. “It’s all…superficial stuff really. Worry about Axel’s work, worrying about Ryen, still battling with hormones having a baby threw at me, I’ve not been feeling well recently which isn’t great. It’s just sometimes…everything goes a bit…dark.” She muttered, not really sure how to explain all the shit going on in her head. @borawinters

"I'm never fun."

Though it's an exaggeration, fun and Bora weren't often used in the same sentence if he could help it. He found that that sort of demeanour made people want to be around a person, and he barely had the patience or time to spare for the people he wanted to be around.

As Sloane describes the changes in her daughter, Bo scans her little face to take them in as highlighted by the person best equipped to notice their intricacies. It was easy to spot the obvious ones since he last seen her -- she was longer, heavier -- but the shift in hair colour does make him chuckle even if did cause Sloane some strife.

"I suppose you'll have to hope she takes after you in other ways," He moves the hand of the arm supporting her little body under one of her legs, moving it gently but deliberately in his best guest attempt at a pointe. "A little ballerina, perhaps."

With Ryen mostly settled against him and no loud protests to being held, Bo picks his spoon up with his free hand, dipping out another half-spoonful of the ice-cream he only half liked.

"Because they're terrors. They exist to terorrise me," He says as he brings the spoon to his lips, the truth of those terrors being he knew some of them were deserved on his part.

( That didn't make it any less grating. )

"I can imagine," He sympathises, though his sympathy was less for the man himself and more a shared economic strife. He's still waiting for his own stock portfolio to bounce back, certain it would with how evenly distributed the risk was for his investments.

"You should have called," He says, though he's quick to clarify that he wouldn't have personally done much when she had been struck down by sickness. "I'd have sent soup."

There was a coo from the baby around the same time said the word soup, getting a smile from him.

"See? She would have loved it."

It's when another hush falls does he look across the table properly, intuition that he tended to ignore because he had no personal gain from following it niggling at him enough to ask his next question.

"How are you really doing, Sloane?"

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“Okay, in my defence….I didn’t know we actually had to stand on the grapes. I assumed they’d give us like… a big stick or something to use. Feet wine isn’t really my personal favourite.” She wrinkled her nose, her want to find an interesting way for the two of them to spend the day while also drinking a lot of wine seemingly scuppered. “You think I want to get grape juice on my feet? Because I do not!” @gwen-moreno

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location: sunrise winery

"Okay, wait, hold on." Gwen couldn't possibly wrap her head around the idea that Sloane was proposing they do for her birthday this year. Each year, though, it seemed the woman was trying to outdo herself. "Are you telling me we have to mash these grapes to make our own glass of wine?" Surely it was just a tourist attraction to draw people in. She didn't know how she'd explain wine stained toes.

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“Well you should let Imani dress you more, it’s really working for you. Wait…Imani…she’s dating Connie right?” She called out over the music as they danced - the name wasn’t the most common so she could only assume it was the same person. It was unlikely there was more than one Imani in town. “Why thank you - I dressed myself.” She laughed, giving Aylin a little twirl so she could see the whole outfit, complete with the entirely impractical shoes for the sand. 

Resting one hand on Aylin’s shoulder as they danced she felt a bit of relief that they seemed to be back to being in an okay place with their friendship, the argument they’d had not something Sloane wanted to dwell on. At the suggestion of a drink her eyes lit up (like she needed more!) “Yes, I do. I want a drink. Let’s go.” Nodding towards the bar enthusiastically. @aylinxc-s

It had been a long time coming and maybe this was who she was now. Someone who could let loose, enjoy themselves. Not be completely riddled by anxiety. Her smile only widened as Sloane met her out on the dancefloor. "Oh stop," Aylin tried to shout over the music. "My friend Imani dressed me." Her outfit was completely out of character for her, but wasn't that the point? "You're stunning, as always!"

The music continued on and they danced together, bodies moving in time with the beat. In the massive crowd of people, the heat swelled. The summer nights not quite over yet. Aylin fanned herself with her hand as she swayed with the music. "God, it's hot!" She laughed. "I think I need a drink. You want one?"

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“I mean, I guess so. But then that begs the question of what qualifies as ‘unfinished business’ - like what if you consider your business unfinished but whatever higher being doesn’t so you’re denied the chance to be a ghost and finish it. I’d be pissed.” The ghost (ironically) of a smile drifted across Sloane’s face as she thought about scaring he living shit out of everyone - now that was something she’d get on board with. “What would be your go to party trick? In terms of scaring the shit out of people? Assuming those aren’t the only way to get peoples attention.” It was a stupid conversation really but having it was actually allowing Sloan to get out of her own head a little for a while so she’d take it. 

“Huh? Oh…no I’m paying literally no attention to them at all. They’re talking about mermaid’s now? Little off topic for a ghost tour but go off I guess.” She chuckled, remembering how much she wanted to be a mermaid when she was a really little kid, swimming around in her family’s pool pretending to be Ariel. Convinced she was one of her sisters because of their red hair. @mikeyxcallahan

"No I just mean it would make sense that not every single person who dies becomes a ghost if the unfinished business thing were true. Like, not everyone could possibly have unfinished business, you know?" Mikey laughed when the woman mentioned ghosts being assholes and she shook her head. "Admittedly, I think if I were a ghost I would be so bored I'd try to entertain myself by scaring the living like that. But maybe making noises and making things fall are their only way to get people's attention. It's possible. I mean, anything is, right? I just wish I had some proof. I'm very much the type of person who has to see it to believe it. I guess that's kind of why I decided to go on this tour. Maybe we'll see something."

Then the redhead was asking about the merfolk and Mikey couldn't help but laugh again. "Are you not paying attention?" She nodded at the tour guide. "That's what people say they see at the docks here. Merfolk. I don't believe it for a second, but middle school me would have loved the idea of merfolk being in Aurora Bay."

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"Well, i'm sure you'll work it out soon enough." Sloane responded with a tight smile, eyebrows raising a little when the blonde mentioned she must have some good connections, laughing softly. "Well I was born here so I don't really credit the last two years with the connections I have here." A shrug of her shoulders as she tucked some bright red hair behind her ear, wondering why there was a sudden want for them to know where to find her. She'd never felt like Hannah wanted anything to do with er, and Sloane wasn't all that fussed with that mostly. 

"Sometimes I guess, I go there for classes with a friend of mine. Not for ballet obviously but other disciplines." `If anything she'd been considering becoming a teacher herself while she was taking a break from the professional scene...as she was choosing to look at it in order to stay sane. "My boyfriend built me a dance studio in our house - so I mostly dance there." A slightly smug smile showing up on her face. @hannahxsinclair

"Not sure." Hannah wouldn't mind moving to Aurora Bay, especially if things were good after meeting her father, but it all depended on that. What was finding her father going to be like? Would they get along? Would he get sick of her being there? It was all a lot to think and worry about, which was why she decided to leave her answer simple. She really didn't know how long she'd be in town but she hoped for a while.

"Two years? Wow, that's crazy. I guess you've got some good connections. I read there was a dance studio in town, perhaps I can find you there sometimes?" She was fishing to see if she still danced, honestly.

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Sloane was just walking on the beach when she saw a brunettte go ass over tit while scattering cheese fries all over the sand. It was kind of comical actually, like it was in slow motion, but the way she landed looked painful. So much so it made the redhead wince. The facial expression caught by the woman on the ground as she lookd up, the single raised eyebrow on Sloane's face indicating her opinion of what had happened without her even needing to speak. 

"Yeah...yeah I saw all of that. It was...quite the feat of acrobatics." She replied, moving the few steps over to where the brunette was laying on the floor. "Are you alright? You came down pretty hard there." Bending down so she was closer to where she was laying, looking at wrist and ankle that had clearly rolled. @addisonxoconnell

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location: the beach (summer bash)

Addison knew better than to wear flip-flops on a night like this, where she planned to be between the beach and the little carnival they had set up. She wanted to try and win every prize, but has been met with nothing. The beach seemed like a better option after the third loss in a row, so she grabbed some cheese fries and made her way over.

She wasn't expecting the fall or the slo-mo throw of the cheese fries as she reached out to stop herself. A flip-flop had gotten twisted between her foot and the sand. The impact was mostly on her wrist and then knee when she finally made it to the ground. She laid there for a moment in defeat before rolling over and looking around, hoping no one saw. But someone did see. "I'm guessing you saw all of that?"

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Sloane: Yeah well, that's because our DNA makes us assholes sometimes. It's no secret. Sloane: Axel doesn't flaunt it and act like he's better than everyone though - he's actually really fucking generous with it. Sloane: I mean, in therapy a little bit but not loads. I don't know what to say without sounding like i've failed Sloane: Oh he knows. Sloane: And he does give me everything, I am happy, I just wish he would want to marry me. Then. we could be like...a proper little family. But he's so stuck on not wanting to. @cvrdelia

Cordelia: Good thing I don't care that he doesn't like mine. And that's good to know, because I don't like your sometimes either. Cordelia: Rich people usually are assholes, that's probably why. Especially those who flaunt it and purposely act like they're better than everyone. Cordelia: Have you spoke to someone about this? Cordelia: You need to tell him this! Cordelia: Don't give up your dreams for Axel Mathis. You need to get what you want, either get him onboard or you need to do some reevaluating. I want you to be happy, and to be with someone who will give you everything and more.

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Sloane: Ugh this is why i love you. Sloane: All the more reason why i should have been invited. I'm having a lot of those recently. Sloane: When are we hanging out please? @connievanderbilt

Connie: Good because I don't plan on stopping. Connie: Oh it wasn't a 'fun drunk' time. More of the existential crisis vartiety.

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Sloane felt like she was losing the god damn plot, not even able to sit down she paced back and forth with her daughter squirming in her arms, desperate for her mom to let her go and play. The problem was the redhead didn’t even really notice, just pressed a couple of kisses to her little head as she whispered a couple of times that she loved her. Eventually the baby fell asleep against her mum’s chest which was surprising since her heart was hammering at a rate of a freight train. Doing mental maths in her head as she tried hard not to spiral, or vomit again. As he heard the door open her head snapped up so quickly it woke up Ryen - hearing her daddy’s voice which made her break out into a half asleep gummy grin. 

“Hey…” she muttered as he came in, letting him take the baby because she was honestly worried she might pass out if she didn’t sit down soon. “No, no I don’t want to go and lie down. We need to have a conversation.” Her voice was horse, it felt like she could hardly get the words out, panic already starting to bubble up in her throat. “I think we might…we might have a problem…” Sitting down on the sofa she put her hand over her mouth, wrapping her other arm around herself as she almost bent over slightly. @axel-mathis

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Where? Home

After getting Sloane's texts with her asking him to cancel his work dinner and come home, he didn't really think too much of it. She said she wasn't feeling well, so he understood her wanting help with Ryen. He asked Emira to do her best to reschedule the meeting and he left. Figuring Sloane probably had something like the flu, he drove home, prepared to simply just take Ryen for the night, entertain her, feed her, bathe her and put her to bed. He had no idea what other dads were complaining about, it really wasn't that hard.

Walking in, he set his briefcase down. "Hey, what's up?" He said as he saw Sloane. Reaching out for Ryen he noticed that Sloane really wasn't looking well. "I got it from here. You go lie down." He said before greeting Ryen with a kiss and a silly face.

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Sloane: If Axel doesn't like it i'm leaving him IMMEDIATLY Sloane: Relationship over Sloane: But aww you didn't have to do that!! I'm so excited to see!! Sloane: You were having drunk fun without me? @connievanderbilt

Connie: I got drunk last night and bought more baby Gucci. Connie: If Axel doesn't like it tell him I don't care. — @dancingdanvers