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Not entirely able to escape the rain, Sierra was a bit distressed, her hair damp and her clothes, especially her jacket, soaked trough as she had used it to cover her bag and her drawings. It had taken a while after the accident she’d had, but now she was able to go outside again. Though without Rowel turning too anxious that was. There had been a long stretch there where her frustration levels had been reaching new heights. All in all, she reminded herself that she was lucky to have such a devoted fiancee. Who took her health seriously and wanted nothing more than for her to be safe. Looking around her most days she was fairly certain not many could say the same. Stepping into the room, she was all swirling around and trying not to drip on the floor, but coming to a sudden halt when her eyes caught the sight of the small box on the table. For a long moment all Sierra could do was stare. And then stare some more. Running a nervous hand trough her damp and curling locks, she had somehow let go of all of her stuff, leaving it in a pile on the floor. Catching the sound of the shower, she went into the bathroom, opening the shower door just enough so that she could see Rowel. “Did.. ahm.. there’s a box on the table..” she said, her tone equal parts curious, nervous and a little hopeful. 

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Sorting this out had been exhausting and hard work and honestly he probably couldn’t have accomplished it if some very kind people hadn’t explained what on earth the clerks had been talking about. But now he had it. It was pretty and simple and very sparkly. He liked it a lot and he hoped his Sierra would like it too. He entered their little den and looked around. It was full of her now. Art pinned to walls, her clothes scattered about in little piles with all the paper and art things that she liked. It felt good now but he wanted a proper den. He put the box on the table and went to shower off the heat of the day.

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xelegantxsavageryx:

It wasn’t a pressing need to feed, but if she was to be in a large group of people, she needed to. Irina took a sip of the sour lemonade and wished it was the vein of a human. Except the fact that she’d sworn off the fresh stuff, per her husband’s wishes. Irina wasn’t allowed to harm anybody. “I would, but Joseph will get feisty with me for drinking the fresh blood.”

While Tatiana supported non violence, and didn’t think Joseph was wrong to ask Irina not to harm anyone for their blood, she also didn’t get the entire blood bag diet. She had tried it, multiple times, and it did not work well. If anything the longer she tried it, the faster her alter ego was able to take over, creating a trail of bodies for Tatia to find afterwards and antagonize over. No, the usual, snatch, eat, erase was her only option. Though purposefully she had fed just before getting ready this morning. “He has an awfully high moral standard. Does he think you can’t fed without killing? Is that it?” Also, Tatiana very much wondered if her twins husband would keep these morals if he joined their ranks as a vampire. “How is his whole bound to a witch situation going? Any progress in breaking the spell?” 

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Irina would be lying if she said she didn’t think about having another child. It would be a good thing, something that would come from her and Joseph, though she didn’t want Katerina to feel like she was being replaced. She also felt better knowing she wanted to continue to mend things, to move forward. The last thing Irina ever wanted to do was to make her feel as though she had no place when it was so far from the truth. 

“We have no choice but to move forward,” she agreed. Both were robbed of this. Irina was robbed of helping her daughter come out in a more natural way, robbed of raising her to be a proper young woman, robbed of watching her sons become fathers, robbed of growing old and dying, surrounded by people who loved her. “I sometimes think about having another baby, but…not yet.”

Hearing her mother express a desire to have another child, at that particular moment, only twisted the invisible knife further inside Katerina’s gut. For a moment she felt both sick and livid at the same time. Of course she wanted another kid. The chance to just.. start over and have a perfect daughter who she would get to raise and be present for and teach all the things that she hadn’t been able to teach Kaylin. Just the thought of that imaginary, possibly future child filled Kaylin with such jealousy she could hardly breathe. As well as pure anger. It was so damn unfair.. that Irina could just start over if she liked, have a second chance with another kid. Because it was not as if she could have the same. You were only given two parents, and there was no second chances to swap them out and do it all over again. 

“Yeah..” her voice hollow as she couldn’t muster any emotion, hiding them all as she didn’t think speaking her mind would help out with that. Moving forward.. How the fuck were they supposed to do that? Sometimes Kaylin wondered if it was odd that they had yet to have those tell tale evenings or whatever. She hardly knew her mother as a person, and her mother hardly knew her either. She probably should be asking more questions, but she was often stumped. Just like now with the damned mention of a baby.. “Then why on earth would you mention it? What? Do you need my approval or something?” She asked, biting back a sigh as it all came out a lot harsher than she had intended. 

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reckless-nico:

Nico didn’t know what to do with this.  This Athena wasn’t something he’d ever had to deal with, and her stubbornness made it clear that what he was doing wasn’t working.  He’d half a mind to change her clothes and toss her over his shoulder, but he knew that in and of itself would be a struggle.  

After a few moments of silence he crossed his arms, looking at her seriously.  “Athena.  I’m taking you outside and taking care of you because you aren’t doing it yourself.  So. I’ll present you with options.  Either you put some clothes on and come with me to this fourth of july thing right now, or I go and hex Jasper so terribly he wishes he was dead.  Or I’ll just kill him.  Both of which are things I’m capable of, especially at this moment.  Please get out of bed before I do stupid things and wrestle you out of it myself.”

Part of her had hoped that by keeping herself away from everyone and everything Nico wouldn’t find out. As of late he had been constantly convinced that he shouldn’t be part of her life, and for once she had figured that silly notion would give her some time. Though it felt like no time in the world would be enough for her to find the will to piece herself back together. At the moment it seemed entirely pointless, and she couldn’t find the strength to even consider picking herself off of the floor as one would say. 

It took some serious effort, to stay focused on the present world long enough to hear all that he obviously had to say. Which was a mix of concern and threats. Neither all that surprising considering the situation. “That’s nice and all but one, celebrating shit won’t do me any good right now and two, you won’t harm Jasper in any way because you know that if you do, the very next thing on your list will be admitting me to an insane asylum or a form of rehabilitation centre. Unless you’re keen on sitting suicide watch yourself.” There was a certain ice to her tone at the end there. Two could play that game, the threat game. The difference was that his threats were, for the most part, pretty hollow. While Nico might not care if she swore she would never forgive him for killing her ex fiancee, he did care about her staying sane enough to want to live. As for the wrestling part, she couldn’t find it in her to care. So what? All in all, none of this really felt as if it mattered.. nothing did. 

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Devon didn’t always know how to feel about placing her kid with a baby sitter. Despite the person being someone she and Daphne both trusted and had tested all the ways she could think of, she heavily disliked being away from their little girl. Then again she also loved the freedom they were granted to just be a couple and have easy fun together. Lately it had been all about being good parents, but they had to make sure they put some effort into their relationship as well. Tonight was such an opportunity to do just that. “Alright. Lets try to pick something fair though. I don’t mind a little competition but if its about strength you know I’ll take it home. Any particular games you’d like to try?” She prompted, an easy smile on her lips. “Yeah? Now that I wanna see. Lets go for that one first.” Sliding her fingers trough Daphne’s, Devon tugged her wife gently with her towards the booth. 

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 A few hours had passed since Daphne’s encounter with the rude woman and Delilah was now back at the Palmer-Slade apartment with a baby-sitter. Which meant Daphne and Devon could now enjoy the festival like a couple of child-free adults. Besides, the fireworks (which would be starting soon enough) wouldn’t have been good for their daughter’s small ears anyway. “How about we try and win some prizes?” she suggested to her wife. They didn’t really need any overpriced stuffed animals, but it was in the spirit of the holiday to take part. “I’ve always been pretty good at that game where you have to shoot the water into the little target.”

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“Yes thats a very pretty rabbit. Is mama gonna try to win it for you?” she asked her daughter with a soft laugh, noticing how she was eying and reaching her hands out for one of the pink stuffed rabbit animals. It was a cheap thing, one Delilah was sure to accidentally rip apart and which she should only be given when someone was in the room with her to observe her playing with it. Regardless Devon didn’t think it all wrong to try and win it for her, when it was clearly all interesting to her little girl. Walking up to the saleswoman she paid for some tickets, a few rounds, mostly for show. Her sight, aim and throwing arm was close to perfection with her werewolf instincts well intact. She purposefully had to miss up to four throws before she went for near perfect ones, easily winning the correct size of stuffed animal. “The pink rabbit please.” Smiling she let Delilah hold the stuffed animal close, grinning as she cooed in glee. Turning back around, Devon was glancing about, wondering if Daphne had gotten lost whilst buying some snacks, when she caught the sight of a familiar pair of eyes. 

He had aged, no doubt about that, but her brother was still all too recognizable. Noticing he was turning away, after clearly having spotted her first, she was quick to step after. “Odysseus?” Dev called, clearing her voice a little, teeth coming out to graze her bottom lip. She had tried to ask their father for a number on several occasions, even tried a couple of people in the pack, but no one seemed to either have her brothers number, or want to share it. Whichever she couldn’t say. Did he really not want to see her? Have so much as a conversation? She had hoped and not, with equal measure, that he might show up in town. If he did then the chances were high that he had been roped into the marriage arrangements just as her. And if not then she would obviously not get to see him. “Ey please don’t go I.. Its been so long..” 

Odysseus was spending most of his time at this celebration just wandering around, exploring the space and observing the people.  It was a bright affair, and people seemed to be quite enjoying themselves.  He appreciated the moments to be normal, to not worry about how he was disappointing his father or how the pack was doing.  Or to be constantly debating whether to reach out to his sister.  One of his friends had let him know Devon was here in New Orleans, and ever since he’d thought about approaching.  And yet he hadn’t.  She’d run away for a reason, Never contacted him for a reason.  And that knowledge nagged at him.  Odysseus chuckled to himself, realizing he was losing himself in that train of thought again when he stopped dead, recognizing the woman with a child on her hip only a few paces away.

Devon.

He stood there frozen, having the mental debate all over again.  She didn’t want him, that had been made clear.  She didn’t need him in her life anymore, and her life seemed good.  Odysseus let himself pause just a moment, taking in the sight of her healthy and with a sweet baby on her arm before he turned away.  Devon was fine.  He could live happy with that knowledge.

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Now that they were here, Joseph didn’t entirely know why they had decided to come. Noting Irina’s face he could tell it was painful for her, tough to be surrounded by families, by kids and parents, not to mention functional families where their kids were all loving and adoring of their mothers. He hadn’t considered that aspect of the celebration when they left the house this morning. “Just corny? I mean it is, obviously as American’s by default are very corny and traditional about this celebration.” he lifted his shoulders in a simple shrug. While Irina was undoubtedly thinking of her family, Joe was reminiscing about his own. Not just a future one but his old one. During a time he was human. He missed his sisters, missed getting his fathers advice and being spoiled and boasted of by his mother. It was an environment which was impossible to recreate. He was grateful for what he had though. For Irina. Without her there would be no sense of family, of support and love. “We could leave. Or engage. Though any game here you’d have unfair advantages at.” He smiled a little at that. 

It was simultaneously painful and nauseating to watch the families at the park. Painful, because Irina didn’t have the chance to have that. Nauseating, because…well, it was nauseating. She wasn’t one who liked stuff like that, anyways. She tucked her novelty cup of lemonade between her knees and leaned back on her hands, sprawled out on the picnic blanket underneath a shady tree. “Corny as hell,” she commented, looking up at Joseph.

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reckless-nico:

Nico rolled his eyes at Athena’s reaction, knowing the girl had been in love with her charming vampire and that she was sad.  But the dramatics were a bit much to Nico, though of course he’d never say that.  Growling a little at her, he yanked the pillow away and tossed it across the room.  “Put clothes on.  We’re going outside.  I’m not letting you mope in here.  And normal clothes, not the asshole’s T-shirt or something.”

She was present, but she also wasn’t. It was honestly why she had slept and slept as much as she could. While in sleep she could hold onto what had previously been the reality. A world where everything made sense. Where she had all that she needed to hold her shattered pieces of a mind together. Yes, perhaps it was pathetic, that without someone she had previously not known she was falling apart. But the past four months had been the best she’d had in years and years. She had felt like she’d found her footing, and by doing so, found herself. And now she was just expected to carry on all by herself? Had she been a more selfish person she would have taken the easy way out. Made an elixir or bought a high dose of morphine. That would have wrecked Nico though.. her taking her own life. Which was why she hadn’t. Why the idea had remained just that, a vague idea in the back of her mind. While the growling registered with her, it didn’t have any desired effect. Her eyes falling limp as soon as the pillow was taken away, eyes reluctantly moving to her brothers face, only half listening to what was being said. Something about going outside and not moping. “Not gonna happen..” she said, stubbornness to rival his leaking into her tone. “Just.. no.” 

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rowelxderyn:

Rowel wasn’t sure. This was much bigger than the event the Torvalds usually held. So many people. It was a little overwhelming but he was excited. He knew this one. This was something he actually understood. What a relief. He grinned at Sierra, “Food?” He asked, “Always good to start with food.”

Sierra would have been awfully intimidated by the crowds and the loudness had Rowel not been right beside her. If alone it was doubtful she would venture into something like this, finding it all too intense and crowded for her liking. She much preferred to observe from a distance or at least be able to move freely among the people, or sit on a bench of some sort to just study people as they walked by. Rowel also seemed excited and at ease with the entire setting, which was all she needed in order to try it out. Giving him a soft nod, she briefly bit her lip. “Yes lets start there.” She agreed, her eyes having caught the cotton candy machines more than once. “Does cotton candy count as food?” 

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While she wasn’t trying to be sneaky, she definitely had the intention of creeping up on him for the sake of the surprise. Tatiana had to contain her glee when she did indeed manage to get as close as she needed to without being detected, carefully placing her hands over Nikolai’s eyes. “Guess who!” she said, unable to make it a question as the excitement in her voice got the best of her and she had to giggle. God it felt amazing to be out, to celebrate something as simple as America’s birthday. As it had been ages since the last time she was able to participate in the holiday both lucid and free to roam as she pleased, she was especially thrilled to be at the picnic. Even more thrilled to be with her fiancee and her family. “Isn’t this great?” 

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Athena couldn’t remember how long it had been since she’d gotten the news. Five hours? Twelve? Twenty? All in all it didn’t really matter. The moment she had some invisible reaper had taken a sledgehammer to all her hopes and dreams. All her reassurances. Her sense of stability. You didn’t truly realise how much of a difference that one person could make in your like until they suddenly wasn’t in it anymore. Not only had Jasper made it possible for her to give out her heart again, he had also built stable ground for her to walk on after years of living on shaky ground where she had struggled and struggled to find her footing. Without it, knowing she would have to face the rest of her life like this.. alone. That was the major issue. The one leaving her feeling utterly helpless and prone to give in entirely. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t keep living knowing waking up each day would be this miserable. Bathed in loneliness. Sure she might have Nico right now, but he was going off on some suicide mission to take their coven out soon, which meant even with him she was living on borrowed time. Feeling that shake to her shoulder she instinctively rolled further into the bed, away from her brother. “I said leave me alone!” She yelled at the top of her lungs before placing the pillow back over her face.

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The level of joy and family bonding all around was fairly nauseating, at least to Katerina. All she saw was experiences and moments she’d never been able to share with her own parents or siblings. All she could help but think was that the world around her was a hella masochistic one which liked to torture her time and time again by showing her things that she herself could not have. Glancing over at her mother, it wasn’t hard to deduce that this type of public event was as painful for her to be apart of, as it was for Katerina. They both saw and longed for qualities, moments and family relationships they did not currently have. Which they might never have.. Then again not all of those were out of reach. 

Her head bobbed into a nod as she ran an hand trough her long, brown hair. “We should. It feels like a damn knife to the chest, having to watch everyone else have what we didn’t get.” She admitted with a certain envious tone. Tilting her head to study her mother a bit, she was feeling more forgiving today than usual. “We still can be a family though. Maybe not like that-” she gestured to the parents with their baby. “-but we have each other at least.” 

There was nothing Irina could say to Katerina to make her feel as though she was worth the effort of true love. It pained her to know that this was a hurt she couldn’t take away. She watched the families in the park play, a young werewolf holding up her smiling, cooing baby. Part of her wished she could have another child; she wanted to see this one through. If anyone deserved to be a father, it was her husband, but she couldn’t go through having another child. Not yet, not when things were still so broken.

“We should have had this,” Irina murmured bitterly to Katerina. “We should have had longer than five years to be a family.” She would never forgive her sire for ripping her away from her family, for denying her the right to be a mother to her children. If he stood before her now, she would kill him.

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It wasn’t unlike Tatiana to rest on the aloof side, though she was fairly certain the reason for her aloofness was fairly unusual. The vampire could not stop thinking about her fiancee, picturing him in all his naked glory, reliving those tender, yet passionate and almost primal moments they had spent together. When Irina spoke to her, Tatiana was slightly pulled out of her reverie, clearing her throat slightly. While she neither felt the heat nor the humidity, just as her sister, she did not feel the hunger either. 

“Its only for one day, twelve hours tops.” she responded in the same tone, which humans would not be able to pick up on. “If it becomes too urgent, compulsion and taking someone to a secluded area should be possible.” 

Being a vampire, Irina was impervious to the heat and humidity that had humans, werewolves, and witches alike fanning themselves with the nearest apparatus. She had to keep up appearances, however, and had a sandalwood fan blowing her dark hair out of her face. 

“We should have fed before we came,” she commented in a humanly incomprehensible tone to Tatiana, knowing her twin could hear it. “There’s too many eyes here.”

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Sierra’s eyes were scouring the grounds, wide and curious as she tried to decide what might be fun to do. All in all she had never been to such a celebration of America’s birthday. In a few of her foster homes they had climbed up to the roof after midnight to see the fireworks, but that was about it. “So uhm.. where do we start?” she asked her fiancee, giving him a curious look to go along with her warm smile, ready to embrace their first holiday together. 

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Dramatics usually weren’t her style. And while it was debatable wether or not it was dramatic of her to turn off her phone and lock every door and window as she stayed in bed, when her fiancee, whom she had been in love with, had up and disappeared into thin air, was debatable. Somewhere, deep deep in the back of her subconsciousness, Athena could hear the knocks on her door. Knocks turning into slams, turning into something more violent. She could hear it, but she couldn’t find the energy or mental capacity to care or question it. Her only response was the same muttered sentence repeated over and over. “Leave me alone. Go away. Leave me alone..” If it wasn’t painfully obvious, she didn’t want to see a damn soul. Actually what she wanted the most was to cease to exist, as every single bone, muscle and cell in her body was hurting. The mental pain was too much, so much so that she had managed to envision it into physical pain. When a loud voice called out, she only sighed and turned over in bed, grabbing one of the pillows that still smelled like Jasper, and pressing it over her face. 

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“Uhm, you just about ready?” Devon prompted as she peeked into their bedroom, giving her wife an almost tentative smile. Getting a little dressed up and geared up for dinner and a movie, a simple date combination, yet something fairly rare for them to do, was bringing up some slight nerves and tingles for her. She had missed it though, feeling like a couple, being reminded of how exciting it was to be going out and spend the entire night with the woman she loved. Yes, she sucked at showing it but she did love Daphne very much. “Delilah’s down and I left all our numbers on a note on the counter just in case, so we should be all set.” 

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Unable to keep from staring a bit, Tatiana bit her lip as she watched the girl leave, the guy sitting there seeming all forlorn. While she got that the other might have a good reason, she still felt bad for the male. “It should be.. if you can’t break up with someone civilly you should at least do them the courtesy of doing it behind closed doors. That poor guy..” 

xx — “Oh my god,” Savannah gasped. That was the first time she’d ever witnessed a public break up, especially one that ended with food dumped all over someone. “I can’t believe that just happened, I thought that was something that only happened in movies!”