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☽ Emma ☾

Sparrow both groaned and awkwardly laughed as she rolled onto her side on the bed. But Emma wasted no time, scooping her sister back up and dropping her down with another thud.   Emma looked over at Casey, a smirk on her lips.

  “Alright, Casey- what’s fair? One more?”

Casey blocked the door, not that she thought she could stop Sparrow if she ran in her direction. Maybe tackle her or something. She was small, but sturdy. She'd put more than a few demons and vampires on their backs.

But, as it turned out, it was unnecessary.

When Emma body-slammed Sparrow onto the bed, she cheered and pumped her fist. "Fuck yeah! FUCK YEAH!"

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☽ Emma ☾

“Magic stuff. Spells and the like. Like things that travels well and have easier-to-obtain supplies. Or small enough to carry around. Back when we were on the road, I kept a box in the truck with my spell ingredients in it.”

Sure, she was younger then, and it was more of a tackle box than anything, but it easily blended in with the other tools in the back of the truck. Which helped when they had tried to keep her magic side under wraps.

Emma sat down with her own plate and started to pick away at her dinner.

Casey smiled her appreciation. Didn't have to tell her twice. She was up in a moment, and had her plate piled high with pasta and two pieces of bread. Back in her seat, she tucked into her food without a second's hesitation. She barely even glanced up when Emma vanished. There had been a time when seeing someone vanish or poof away would've surprised the hell out of her. Now such things hardly fazed her.

It didn't take long for her to finish one piece of bread and start on the other. For a time, she focused just on eating, but when she finally felt like she wasn't starving to death she asked,

"What stuff?"

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☽ Emma ☾

“Good choice, I’ve been told I am insufferable in an argument.” Emma teased lightly, her fingers gave his hand the softest of squeezes as she relished in the warmth and sensations that coursed through her. 

Her free hand brought her bottle to her lips, and she finished off the last of her current bottle of beer. As soon as she set the empty bottle down, her fingers sought out and trailed along the wrist of the hand that already held hers.

He found it a shame that she'd kept so much of herself hidden. Of course, Mason could say the same of himself, but his thoughts weren't for himself tonight.

Mason said nothing right away, but kept watch on Emma's face, watching the change in her expression--the blush, the smile, how her eyes sparkled. His thumb caressed hers with gentle back and forth motion before he placed another kiss to her knuckles.

"Happiness looks better on you," he told her, smiling. His hand gave hers another tiny squeeze. "But I won't argue."

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[emmaxmeyer]

{ooc}

Hey, still around. These last few months have just been rough.

Had some health stuff with hubby, health stuff with me, and then good ole depression setting up shop to stay for a while for both of us. Plus other drama.

I’m around on discord and stuff. I’m just trying to get through this.

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{ooc}

stress is still stressing, and depression is still depressioning, but I'm feeling slightly less like a pile of shit today. i wanna do all the things but we'll see what this spicy brain allows. <3

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☽ Emma ☾

  Although Sparrow thought Casey's distraction would deter Emma’s attention, it did not. But that didn’t stop her from trying to push past her. But one of them had spent years grappling. The other hadn’t. Emma’s arms quickly grabbed Sparrow by the middle; she lifted her with little effort. Despite all Sparrow’s wiggling and protests, Emma body-slammed her younger sister into the bed.

Casey had never been super fast but she raced through the house, taking corners at breakneck speed, leaping over discarded toys with ease.

She burst into the room to see Emma and Sparrow facing off. Mildly out of breath--fuck she needed to cut back on cigarettes--Casey blocked the doorway.

"Get 'er! Kick her ass!"

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☆Lisa☆

 “I also have spooky spiders. Not real ones. They’re plastic. But we could plant them so they stick out against the black.”

Little feet thumped against the floor as she ran to another play drawer, taking out a handful of little plastic decorations she’d gotten around Halloween.  As she got back to CJ, she opened up her hands to show her. “Spoooooky.” She said in what her mother called her gremlin voice. “But they’d be all invisible.”

Still not wanting to interrupt Lisa, CJ was content to watch as she gathered more paints. She made a face when the girl handed her an assortment of paints. Chuckling, she set them aside with the others.

Her brow furrowed as she tried to envision what Lisa pictured then shrugged. "Why not? Let's put in some rose bushes."

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★Ana★

Oh she beamed with excitement- that was an even better suggestion. Ana’s nails hadn’t been painted in a while; only flecks of purple nail polish were left on a few fingers. “Oh yeah, I’m in.” 

With eager feet, Ana was keen to follow Casey. “What do you wanna watch?”

One hour could easily turn into two. Casey weighed the possibility and ultimately just shrugged. Fuck it. YOLO. Letting the kid stay up an extra few hours wasn't the end of the world.

She returned the enthusiastic hug with a squeeze before peeling Ana off of her.

"I was gonna turn on a show and do my nails," she admitted. "Nothin' exciting. You want in?"

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{ooc}

Sorry I haven’t really been active on here. Family health stuff has kinda taken the front seat right now, shits a struggle.

I’m around on here or discord usually if you’re looking for me. ❤️

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☽ Emma ☾

“So? Why can’t it work like that? Like, sometimes you gotta advocate for yourself.” She didn’t see the big deal, especially since she was closed off much of the time. Knew it made it hard for people to know when she needed something.

“I care. Did something happen, or uh, is it more like ‘everyday feels like it's crushing you' depression?”

There was a pause from his part as he stared at her with some judgment in his eyes. "No, that's not how it works. Now you're asking because I'm telling you, not because you want to... which... is not how it works, It's not how it is supposed to work, but no. I'm not fine if you really do care."

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☆Lisa☆ 

For a while, Lisa refused to budge. But the fake snore got louder and louder the more Casey wiggled and moved. Her body spread out more- her arm lazily reaching up to pretend to cover Casey’s face with her hand. But the arms were just too short to reach. But with all the wiggling and giggling, Lisa slipped from Casey’s knees onto the floor, where the giggling just got louder.

Casey gave a huff, followed by a groan when she heard the snoring. The fake-sleeping bit. Totally classic. Of course she played along.

"Seriously?" she said in that annoyed-but-not-really tone. It wasn't actually convincing, but it didn't have to be. "I'm trapped?"

She wiggled again, rocking her body back and forth as she struggled to free herself from Lisa's deadweight. "Must. Save. Self."

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★Ana★ 

 “Uh that’s so cool, it’s like an extra super power.” Although power was something this family wasn’t lacking by any means, it was still very fascinating to Ana. She loved finding out interesting facts and tidbits, and loved when people told her stories about stuff. So she happily listened to CJ gush about her bike, imagining how cool that would be to have THAT as a surprise. 

“And you named her Thunderchild? Is she loud and fast?”

When Ana sang her praises, CJ just inclined her head in agreement, smile smug. This kid wasn't half-bad. CJ knew where to go now when she needed an ego boost.

"It helps being able to remember almost everything," she said. Her cigarette came to an end so she put it out then held the bannister, legs swinging lightly.

"Actually, he got the frame from a junk yard, then got the parts and built a body, the engine." CJ waved a hand dismissively. "He says it took awhile, probably cause he did it in secret so he wouldn't ruin the surprise." And boy, it had been a huge surprise.

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☽ Emma ☾

Her eyebrows raised in consideration, a bit of amusement in her eyes. A good chunk of the shit she used to get in trouble for DID involve arson. At least that was before she got better at not getting caught.

“Oh, I was just going to say I could pop in and out, but…arson? Oh, you better believe I’m down.”

Aaron accepted the joint and took a big draw from it, finishing it. Then he leaned back in his seat, resting his hands against the back of his head.

"Retrieving's probably gonna be the easiest fucking part." Well, compared to curse breaking, or whatever the fuck she'd have to do. Aaron was just speculating though.

His smile widened. "I was gonna go with arson." It was usually a serviceable distraction. "But if you got a suggestion, I'm all ears."

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{ooc}

brains kinda pudding right now , but idk like this is you want me to come bug you to plot stuff.