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"Very funny." Stephanie rolled her eyes, but was quick to drop the subject. So she hadn't hurt anyone this time, that didn't mean she hadn't before, and she didn't particularly want to dive into that subject. Thoughts seemed to flicker through Scott's mind and she found herself clinging to the emotions rolling off him; it was... intoxicating. He said something and Stephanie had to blink a few times to pull herself back to reality. "I- Um... I don't know." She couldn't take her eyes off him. Had he always been so... attractive? Something flinched in the back of her mind at that notion and it was enough to snap her out of it long enough to wonder if maybe she was hungrier than she thought. Was she about to attack her friend? A panic built up inside her, but she was too close to him and the gums hiding her fangs ached and-... and she wasn't staring at his neck, she was... staring at his lips. "Oh..." Scott had been talking through her whole internal revelation, but she had missed all of it. Her hands flew to her mouth and she laughed, everything suddenly making sense. "Oh my god, you're horny!"

"Oh good. Who was the lucky victim?" Scott responded as he drew another lungful from his cigarette. His thoughts went momentarily to the night Carrie had very nearly bitten him. He'd been rattled then, angry, even. Would he have let her now? Shit. She'd straddled him so confidently in that chair he'd let her do almost anything if they'd continued what they'd started. He was happy to have Stephanie distract that trail of thought as she approached with words of Franks'. Her gasp didn't quite reach his attention. "Busy day at Franks'," he noted, knowing Alex was there in 'good' company, if one could classify it as such. "Anything on there today?" Scott asked, seeing that his smoke was now half finished, and it was time to say goodbye to yet another friend. "I consider smoking part of the job, so I smoke wherever I work. Thought I deserved a change of scenery though." He stomped the remnants of his cigarette out on the ground, and continued to not tell her about his mission, "might stroll through the forest."

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Stephanie's eyes narrowed as she tried to piece together what Piper was telling her and, more importantly, why she was telling her. God, she really didn't have the brain capacity to keep up with her thought process and she was about to make a sarcastic remark about how academia wasn't a strength of hers, when something triggered in the back of her mind. Silly girl. How many times had her parents called her that when she had told them she could sense the emotions of others? Was Piper trying to tell her that she was the same? Could she sense emotions too? "I-... No, I don't-..." Stephanie wanted to leave this conversation and get as far away from her as possible, but after all these years, was it possible that there was another vampire like her?

"No," she answered despite the obvious sarcasm. One of Stephanie's go-to defences, Piper had found. She pressed her fingertips together, continuing to focus solely on Stephanie. Again, this was important. She wanted to open up to her, to offer something of herself.

"I wanted to tell you about me, before I was turned. My parents did their best with me, kept me out of sight or insisted I was a silly girl to anyone who asked too many questions. I would know things I wasn't supposed to back then. Say the wrong thing all the time. Repeat back or answer questions that no one had said out loud. Voices that weren't mine-," she pressed her fingertips then to her own temple- "In here. I was human, but I wasn't human. Do you understand?"

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Stephanie smiled pleasantly up at him, head tilted just a fraction. "Actually, I'm counting on the Resistance wiping out all three of you." The smile stretched into a grin, "A win-win-win, if you will." Even discussing his hopeful demise, she still found herself pressing closer to him, a hand resting on his torso. It was like her entire being craved the buzz of his emotions and she wasn't sure if the hand was reaching out to pull him in, or if her last brain cell was working hard to keep him away. "When they take you out, I hope I'm there to watch."

Chris waited with anticipation for her answer. He knew that the dome wouldn't be coming down anytime soon, but it would come down eventually. Unfortunately for Stephanie, he doubted even then that she would escape. "Rats in a maze... That's a good one, Steph. Vampire paradise on a sandy beach for you, hm?" Chris flashed another grin, pressing a dramatic hand to his heart, "Is there no convincing you to invite at least moi? I could probably ask my daddy dearest to keep your grand-sire at home. A win-win, if you ask me."

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"I promise you, no shifters were harmed in the making of this blood bag." Stephanie smiled softly as Molly tore into the bag. It wasn't so long ago that she had been this ravenous- she still could be, if she didn't maintain her blood intake. In all honesty, if it wasn't for her ability to feel everyone's emotional state, she would probably have less control than Molly was showing. "Any time. I mean it. If you're struggling, come find me." God knows where she would be if Blake hadn't offered her the same. "Do you have any friends in the Resistance? I'm sure someone can get regular blood to you. Some of the older vampires try to teach control too."

Molly stared down at the little bag, unable to tear their eyes away from it. If the hunger that they'd been feeling before had felt like a lot, now that the blood was so close, it had become all-encompassing, the only thing that Molly could focus on. "As long as no one got hurt..." Molly murmured. At least they wouldn't be crossing that particular line again. Then, the urge took over, and before Stephanie had even finished speaking, Molly's teeth were tearing the bag open, and they were drinking eagerly. "It's good. Just what I needed." The hunger was somewhat abated, that was for sure. "Th-thank you."

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"What's luckier still is that I've already eaten." She wiggled her eyebrows in jest, but was hit with a delayed thought that maybe this specific friend wouldn't appreciate jokes about vampirism. Her smile faltered a little and she composed herself; it was just so nice to not be crippled by the devastation of the town. "Just on my way to-..." The closer she got to him, she was hit with a wave of... something. Stephanie gasped, almost feeling like her pulse was racing. "Franks'..." She finished her sentence, watching him curiously... longingly. Her fingers tingled at her sides, wanting desperately to tangle themselves in his hair. What was happening to her? "What about you? Heading somewhere or are you not allowed to smoke underground?"

Scott was preparing for Carmen's orders by having a well deserved smoke before heading to Chris Andrews' last known location, and to the surprise of no one it quickly became evident that even this simple joy would not be relished in solitude. What was with the bloodsucking inquisition today?

He took a long drag from his cigarette, breathing out slowly, as Stephanie approached. She was possibly the most dangerous of them all what with her compassion, care, and concern. All cursed c-words. "Thorne. It must be my lucky day. Going anywhere?"

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Stephanie could sit in Piper's presence for months on end and she still wouldn't be able to figure out her emotional state; it was highly unsettling. "Elated." The fear from Piper's would-be victim faded the further they ran, but it didn't exactly ease her nerves to be left alone with her. "Are you waiting on a medal?"

Piper had to concentrate to stay focused on Stephanie. This was important. "It was only a question. Go on-," she said, canting her head (menacingly) at her might-be victim, "Run along." Looking back to Stephanie, she said, "Happy?"

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Stephanie bit her lip a little and nodded. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't sustain herself on animal blood. It did nothing for her. "It is, but I was given it from a friend." The Resistance had a lot of blood on ice to help out with the increased vampire population. Stephanie was pretty sure that they even had people donating. "Wait..." She looked at the bag in her hand, "This one is actually shifter blood. It's pretty bland, but it's still got more of a kick than animal blood. Like lightly salted Doritos." She cringed at her own comparison; she probably wasn't helping.

Molly wanted to say no out of stubbornness. After all, they'd been telling themself that the longer they ignored the compulsion to drink, the easier it would get. So far, the longest they'd lasted was twenty days. Not even three weeks. Pathetic, really. "Is it human?" they asked, even as they started to reach a hand out. At least it wasn't from a warm body. That had to count for something, right?

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Her eyes narrowed, her head shook, but something deep within her felt delighted. Delighted to be in his presence, delighted by the way the world was becoming, delighted... because he was delighted. Fighting the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips was difficult. Stephanie knew that the way her body reacted to him wasn't her fault and it sickened her, but it was also incredibly relaxing to have his emotions blanket everyone else's. It was a feeling she could become addicted to, if she wasn't careful. "Well, for starters, we wouldn't be trapped under a dome like rats in a maze. I'd be a thousand miles away from here- away from you, and her. Maybe somewhere hot, with an extra-bloody mary in my hand."

"I'm sure we could come to a compromise. Isn't that what it's all about?" Chris asked, flashing her a devious grin. Everyone knew that Stephanie was the toxic favourite of Piper's little clan - the one that got away. And still, she refused to join them. "Go on, tell me. How would your beautiful day go?"

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Stephanie's brow furrowed as she tried to shake off Molly's emotional state. Even without her empathy, she would have been able to see the look in their eyes. It was the same one Stephanie had most days. "Hey, no... Here..." She reached into her bag and pulled out a second blood bag, holding it out to them. "Don't starve yourself. It-... It just makes it worse..." She had been a vampire for almost four years now and she still struggled... How bad must it be for all these new vampires?

"No. I'm not hungry. Go right ahead." It was a lie. They were starving.

@havensdalestarters

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"Do you even care that it's before curfew?"

"Can you run?" @havensdalestarters

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So here's the thing about being an empath in a town that's been taken over by actual supervillains, is trapped under a magical dome and has its residents concerned over the threat of death on the daily: it sucks. For the past three years, Stephanie has been living with a tinnitus-like buzz of fear ringing through her body in a consistent hum. She is suffocated by the grief of Havensdale Valley to the point of being numb, so when someone different pops up nearby, she takes notice.

Seeing Scott Smith on what seemed to be a cigarette break, she couldn't help but smile. When was the last time she had seen him? Her days were definitely blending together. "Hey, stranger."

@scott-smith-hih

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"I think our definitions of beautiful days are vastly different." Stephanie could certainly do without the constant buzz of fear in the air, but she wasn't sure that Chris' mental state was good for her empathy either.

"Beautiful day, isn't it?

@havensdalestarters

[s-tephaniethorne]

𝒮𝓉𝑒𝓅𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒾𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑒

Pronouns: She/Her Birthday: 27th January 1995 (22) Species: Vampire & Psychic - Empath Turned: June 2013 (physically 18) by Jace Ryder Alliance: Neutral - Unaffiliated Occupation: tbd Location: Inside the dome

So What Happened?

Stephanie Thorne had known she was an Empath long before she was ever turned into a vampire. Technically, she’s a Psychic and while it’s volatile magic-- sometimes when Psychics are turned into vampires, it terribly enhances their powers. That was the case for Stephanie, who, once able to cope with feeling the emotions of others, was overwhelmed by her heightened vampire senses and by the feelings of others. It was crippling.

She was starting to get things under control with the help of hunter Blake Huang. Only then tragedy struck for Blake and he kinda went off the rails... Which meant he didn’t have time for Stephanie anymore and at the time, vampires at all. Her bloodlust, her cravings, were getting out of control when she ran into Jessica and Lua Harvelle’s dad. She didn’t mean to, but she drained Mr Harvelle dry.

Stephanie fled the scene, little did she know Jess was right around the corner to cover it up. With no humanity, she didn’t care at all, seeing only the potential for leverage. Stephanie tried to act as normal as possible! She went to prom with Steven Beaumont and had a nice time (kinda!). She hung out with her football team at the after party, broke up that embarrassing as hell fight between Tyler Manning and Jesse McArthur. She even had a few laughs about Joey Savatore announcing that he was in love with Isabel Valentine.

When Founder’s Festival happened... Stephanie screamed. Being an Empath on that day was unbearable. It was just like the massacre she survived when Jace Ryder turned her into a vampire. She thought that day would never end. Against her wishes, Stephanie was protected by Jace’s clan-- by Piper Renderos. They want her to join their messed up family, but she won’t. She never will.

Stephanie has a family of her own. Her 7-year-old little sister? Well, she’s really her daughter and Stephanie would do anything to keep her safe. But what’s more, she needs to keep her safe from herself. Stephanie is terrified of accidentally hurting her loved ones-- again.

If one good thing came out of all this pain, Stephanie and Blake’s alliance was rekindled. They’re both on a road to redemption together. They only meet above ground and Stephanie refuses to be looped in on anything to do with the Resistance-- she doesn’t trust herself.

After the ‘AU’ dream-- now known to be a spell that was cast on the town-- she feels a connection to Nina Jones. She knows it was only a dream, but they were a family.

Wanted Connections

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