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Full Name: Jackson 'JJ' Jones

Age & Birthday: 34 years old, February 4th

Hometown: Las Vegas, Nevada

Occupation/Role: Soldier / Mechanic

DETAILS

History with The Saints: The jones family have been Saints since the 90s. Mechanics, getaway drivers, runners. In later years, the Jones helped with modifying weapons, too. Andy Jones still owns the auto shop where Jackson has worked with his brother and been with the saints since their teens.

What They’re Known For: Jackson doesn't have a straight forward reputation. Some people know him as easy going, and others would describe him as volatile and confrontational. But everyone agrees that he's a decent mechanic, and it's rare for any of the vehicles he works on to ever cause problems for a job. One of Jackson's main roles is as a getaway driver.

PERSONALITY

Core Traits: Stubborn, Independent, Outspoken, Careless, Reckless, Chaotic, Detail-oriented, Confrontational, No-Nonsense

Strengths: Jackson is a skilled (chaotic) driver with a knack for being able to boost things, fix things up and also improve them. He's detail orientated which seems to contradict his otherwise chaotic personality. He might pull up with sirens blaring behind him, shouting at you to get in, but he weirdly as it all under control.

Weaknesses: Jackson prefers to be "right" than to resolve anything. He's quick to deflect most things, and he's also quick to confront things he doesn't like. He's not the easiest person to get along with, but he also is honest and loyal. So there's that.

What Keeps Them Up at Night, If Anything?: Jackson doesn't regret much and it's impossible for him to feel remorse. There's a part of him that enjoys this life, the fast pace and the unpredictable nature. The other part of him wishes he could have made something more of himself, and also lead a better example for his brother and sister.

How Do They Handle Conflict?: Jackson is usually confrontational. However, he isn't always aggressive but he calls shit out and he won't back down. His more volatile nature comes out when the stakes are higher, or if the situation calls for it.

HISTORY

Current Situation: Jones' are reworking vehicles vehicles and switching up their methods to see if whoever is targeting jones-modded vehicles know exactly what they're looking for.

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Full Name: Sofia Ferreira

Age & Birthday: 29 years old, August 18

Hometown: Santa Fe, New Mexico

Occupation/Role: Dispatcher & Inventory Control – Desert Rose Logistics

DETAILS

History with The Saints: Sofi followed her older sister Bri to Vegas. No dreams of a big life, just a need to survive. She picked up shifts wherever she could, kept her head down, and eventually landed a steady gig at Desert Rose Logistics, a shell company that moves product for the Saints. She started at the desk, handling paperwork but she’s quick and detail obsessed and now she’s the one who keeps the manifests clean, watches for red flags in shipping logs, and quietly adjusts numbers when things don’t match up. She just makes sure nothing goes missing, and if it does, she’s the first to know.

What She’s Known For: Sofi’s the girl in the back office with pink hair and chipped nails. She’s not what anyone pictures when they think of essential personnel but nothing moves through Desert Rose without her knowing about it. She’s known for catching inconsistencies, texting the right person when a shipment goes hot. For remembering plate numbers, times, and odd patterns without writing anything down.

PERSONALITY

Core Traits: Stubborn, Sensitive, Avoidant, Teasing, Observant, Sharp, Sarcastic, Playful

Strengths: She’s razor sharp with logistics, reads movement patterns like maps, and has an unnerving memory for detail. She keeps to herself but listens to everything. People underestimate her, but she stays one step ahead because she’s always watching.

Weaknesses: She second guesses herself constantly. Struggles with confidence, especially under pressure. She takes things to heart, even when she pretends not to. And when she gets overwhelmed, she usually becomes cold and avoidant.

What Keeps Her Up at Night: Sofi worries she is a replaceable name on a spreadsheet and that Bri moves through rooms she’ll never be allowed into. That Nacho only notices her when he’s bored and never when she actually needs him to.

How She Handles Conflict: She shuts down fast goes quiet and doesn’t argue. Sofi is more likely to withdraw than ever fight. But if she’s really hurt she’ll cut someone out of her life without explanation. And she won’t come back.

CURRENT SITUATION

Sofi’s right in the middle of the supply chain. Lately, she has noticed regular suppliers going quiet, and certain products aren’t coming in or going out like they used to. She’s not high enough up to know why, but something’s shifting behind the scenes. Two weeks ago, a shipment went out under her login. She didn’t authorize it. She wasn’t even on shift. Worried it might come back on her, she deleted the log. Now she’s hoping that’s the end of it. But she’s not holding her breath.

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daniela doesn't notice that her own daughter is grinning with amusement at the entire moment. she's too busy grabbing coffee pods from the cupboard, slamming them onto the counter and switching on the coffee machine like she's activating a missile strike. "i am not having the beef with the lobby hobbies, inesita, okay? you always say i make the drama, but thees time i am not the drama! i see it with my two eyeballs. someone, they go to my little etsy window on the line and they see what i do," her hands are up again, waving with passion and fury. "like a thief in the daylight, they do the same theeng!"

but then, daniela pauses, all because of ines mentions business cards. she falls straight into silence, considering and plotting. slowly, a small nod moves over her head. "si..." she mutters, still thinking. "si, i make the business cards. i make them nice, with the gold and the glitter. elegant. professional and then i go put them everywhere this glass copy is going. they wanna copy me? okay, but now they gonna advertise me too!" she jams the coffee pod into the machine and slams it closed with a dramatic thud. "and you help me, no? you take some to your work. put them in the bathroom, oh and with people bill? we can do this marketing...old school."

When the front door flies open and her mom comes tearing through like she's headlining a one woman telenovela, Ines has no choice but to lift her gaze from her phone. Because it's impossible not to look when Daniela enters a room at full volume. But, it quickly becomes a fight with her own laughter. Ines bites the inside of her cheek. Not because it's funny, it's not, okay? Her mom works hard on those stained glass pieces. If someone's out there ripping her off, yeah, that's a legitimate reason to go Defcon One. But still… Ines can't help it. Her lips twitch like they've got a mind of their own.

It's the whole production that gets her. The gesturing hands. The suddenly thicker accent. The Columbian-ness of it all. Not to mention, the part where Daniela calls a stained glass swan a chicken and somehow means it. And honestly? The fact Daniela demanding justice sounds like a very violent threat. Or promise.

"Did you ask at the store?" Ines manages to actually be helpful, while successfully combating her sense of humor. "Like, where they got their stock from? Maybe it's factory glass and you're just beefing with a Hobby Lobby." she slides off the kitchen stool, somehow invested now. "Oh, what if we do business cards? We could leave them at the stores. Or like, tuck them in between the chicken glass? People always prefer handmade chickens."

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"it's not that bad. people kept saying i'd get into it." jackson shrugs, taking no notice of finn's judgey tone like it's background noise. he keeps his eyes on the tv, relaxed as anything because he knows the exact face his brother's making without needing to look. "you can't shit on something you haven't even seen." jackson laughs next as finn decides to plant himself right in front of the screen, dead center.

jackson sighs, but he doesn't say anything. he fumbles for the remote, hitting the volume up button a few times as if he's ready to drown out finn's dramatics. "just sit down properly and watch it, finn. jesus." he mutters, kicking one of the cushions out of the way to make space. "you're dying to." he adds, grinning as he sees the way finn perches himself on the arm of the couch as if he has somewhere better to be. "it's better than your weird-ass runway project fashion shows. least it got a plot."

their home

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"The Bear?" Finn's voice pitched up an octave, full of judgment as he crossed the living room. The sort of walk where half of him was masking straightness and the other half wanted to sashay. He stopped dead in front of the TV, arms folded, one foot turned in like his ankles couldn't commit to the same direction. He didn't even look at Jackson, just squinted at the close up of a sweaty, chain smoking chef. Jeremy Allen White launched into something about hands, or family, or sauce...and it was enough to make his nose wrinkle. "If I wanted to hear men yell and be emotionally repressed, I'd just call Dad," he muttered with a dry chuckle.

His eyebrows did the heavy lifting then, one arching with academic judgment, the other twitching like it was bored already. Finn was moving slowly, not quite ready to leave but not quite willing to commit and instead he perched delicately on the arm of the couch, crossing his legs like he was halfway through an audition for Emotionally Complex Couch Goblin #2. He didn't look away from the screen, though. That was the problem. "I can't believe you want to watch this when you can just get it livestreamed at the diner."

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Claire Winters

32 years old, February 6th

Clearwater, CA

Manager of The Parlor at The Avalon

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mom to max & jakob's ex

brianna's twin sister

is a bit of a control freak / perfectionist and prefers things her way or no way and can be highly strung. awful at delegating because she thinks she can just get things done more efficiently.

lowkey trying to steal avalon ideas and save up to open her own hotel or bed and breakfast in town

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Delilah Edwards

21 years old, January 15th

Clearwater, CA

Singer / Bartender at Buckle Up Buttercup

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daughter to Jimmy and Deborah

always grew up wanting to sing or perform in one way

calls herself honorary southern because of her dad

works at the country themed bar near the beach

is a singer songwriter but obviously not very popular lol

recently her ex sent her nudes around town before leaving because she dumped him

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Matilda 'Tilly' Lennox

27 years old, March 2nd

Clearwater, CA

Server at The Penrose / Part time at The Still Point

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celiac that's why she looks like that LOL

wants to be a writer / poet but is not as confident as fox

perfectionist / anxious controller of things

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Zeyna Sadık

27 years old, February 5th

Clearwater, CA

Journalist at Clearwater Gazette

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After mom committed suicide, Zeyna became interested in/obsessed with holistic health approaches to treating mental health issues

Studied journalism and works at the gazette, her articles usually focus on self care and mental wellness

Is a bit of a hypochondriac thinks there's a "right" and "wrong" approach to taking care of oneself, essentially is afraid of losing people

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ALVAREZ HOME + DANIELA / INES

the door slams behind daniela as she storms into her home. her keys are tossed, heels clicking across the floor and her purse thrown down to the couch. she doesn't even greet ines, she's already marching and groaning. "ay, i am going to have to sell everytheeng!" she declares, her voice rising by the second. "i go to the hobby store, the craft store...everywhere! and what do i see? huh? li'l glass theengs! like mine! mine!" daniela stomps over to the kitchen, tossing her sunglasses onto the counter next before her hands flap and her tone shifts into something more...focused. "somebody in thees town is copyin' me! stealin' from me! my beautiful glass ideas! they even have the same shape of the chicken! who want a glass chicken unless they know my chicken!? i am goin' to find out who does this and when i do...justice." @hxckedvxid

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Angel Cross

24 years old, August 12th

Clearwater, California

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Works at Jade Palace

Tries to avoid her cheating ex Kyle Anderson the best she can

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Jackson Carter

36 years old, February 4th

Clearwater, California

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Works at the bar and grill

Has been involved in crime and spent time inside

Feels responsibility to make sure his brothers are all good

An army reject and still gets caught up in things he shouldn't

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Daniela Alvarez

54 years old, July 10th

Barranquilla, Colombia → Clearwater, California

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Daniela and her family moved to the US when she was 20. She modelled for a short time.

Met Santiago and had Carmen when she was 22, then Lola when she was 24. And little Ines came along seven years later.

Daniela helps Santiago with the grill and the discount store, but also tries to make a success out of her Etsy store.

Always making weird things, lately is trying her hand at stained glass designs.

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Name: Alectrona Vaisman

Age: 27 years old, Sept 1st

Species: Witch

Role at St. Eligius: Attendee

Hometown: New Orleans, Louisiana

Current Residence: St. Eligius

Time in Prague: 1 month

Personality: Sociable, Passionate, Helpful / Secretive, Impulsive, Dishonest

ABOUT

Allie is here with her family under false pretenses, pretending her magic is failing so she can gain access to St. Eligius. In truth, her magic is perfectly intact.

She specializes in object magic such as enchanting, imbuing, and repurposing magical items. She's a thief, not a seller. She has no stall, no branding, just quiet flips of trinkets and charms through backchannels. Never anything too serious.

Until now. She lifted a small object off a stall in the Red Vein, couldn’t help herself. It looked mundane enough, easy to rework and pass along. But the object has its own will.

Now it keeps pulling her toward places in Prague where magical surges are happening, dragging her into locations just before or just after something volatile occurs. High residue zones, unstable magical fallout, events she has no business being near. It doesn't matter if she leaves the object in her room, or it's in her pocket. It's like it's attached to her in one way or another.

Sometimes she blacks out. Sometimes she walks in like she was meant to be there. Either way, it's becoming dangerous.

When she tries to deconstruct the object or trace its enchantment, it resists. The magic feels old, foreign, layered with something she can't untangle. And every time she tries to part with it, to sell it, or even hand it off it physically hurts her. A sharp, magical backlash that forces her to keep it.

The stall she stole it from is gone. Now she's stuck with something that seems to be using her for a purpose she doesn’t understand. She's befriended Milo and Astra who are currently helping her.

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Full Name: Zeyna Kaplan

Age & Date of Birth: 25 years old, February 5th

Birthplace: New York, New York

Current Role and Department at LUMA: Admin / Front Desk

Years at LUMA: 2 years

INFO

BIOGRAPHY

Zeyna grew up sandwiched between two brothers, a working mother who took no nonsense and a rotation of extended family who moved in and out of their Brooklyn apartment like it was a subway station. She learned early that if you wanted to be heard, you needed to be sharp. And if you wanted peace, you had to create it yourself.

Her life wasn't particularly dramatic, there were no huge fallouts or fairy tales. Just the everyday grind of figuring out how to matter in a world that was already full of louder personalities. Zeyna's "thing" has always been managing to get by and making it look easy.

School was fine. College was whatever. It never really grabbed her so after a few half hearted attempts at different majors, she dropped out and started working full time. She didn't have a big plan, but she knew she wanted her own space, her own life, her own version of success that didn’t involve hand me downs.

She bounced through jobs from office admin, PA work, even a failed attempt at starting a tiny side hustle making custom jewelry before landing at LUMA. She wasn't looking for a forever job but LUMA felt different. Fast paced enough that she never got bored, chaotic enough that her talent for putting out fires felt like it had a purpose.

ROLE/CONNECTION WITH LUMA

Zeyna is the first person you see when you walk through LUMA’s doors. She's responsible for the front desk, day to day admin and sometimes organizing chaos before it becomes crisis.

NOTABLE MOMENTS AT OR WITH LUMA

Started a running joke that anytime the Wi-Fi goes down, it's because Jakob is downloading anime.

Accidentally started an office inside joke when she referred to Felix's handwriting as ancient runes.

Anytime there's free food in the office, Zeyna dramatically announces it over the intercom like The Purge.

Zeyna started a bet jar called "Chris Date Roulette" $5 to guess the name/job description of the girl Chris would bring to the next event. All money goes to a Woman' Aid shelter.

Every Monday she brings a different Spotify playlist and changes the office music subtly depending on everyone's moods.

PERSONALITY & STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES

Empathetic, Driven, Focused, Stubborn, Impulsive, Passionate, Headstrong, Thoughtful, Outgoing

Zeyna has mastered the art of looking unbothered while having a thousand opinions. She's the type to nod along to a conversation she's internally judging, but only say something when it actually matters. Charming when she wants to be, cutting when she needs to be, Zeyna’s biggest strength is how she picks her battles. Socially, she's warm but guarded and she gives just enough away to make you think you know her, but you'll realize later you never got past the surface. With her friends, though, she's down to earth, playfully dry, and fiercely loyal.

STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES: Zeyna's strengths are her intuition, her ability to adapt, and her emotional control. She can stay level headed in almost any situation. Her weaknesses are her avoidance, she'd rather quietly ghost a problem than have a messy confrontation. And she has a tendency to underestimate herself. She hides how much she cares behind a front of casual indifference, which sometimes stops her from going after bigger goals she could absolutely crush if she just admitted she wanted them.

CURRENT PERSONAL STRUGGLES

Zeyna lives in an apartment with three other women around the same age as her. It's more independence than she has at home, but it's still requiring compromise on her own peace and space. She's at an age where her friends are either coupling up or chasing dream careers and sometimes she worries she's just standing still. Comfortable but not really going anywhere.

CURRENT WORK STRUGGLES

At LUMA, her biggest challenge is being seen as more than "the front desk girl." But, she doesn’t want to be another person shouting to be noticed. She just wants someone to see the difference she makes without her having to spell it out.

RELATIONSHIPS AT LUMA

INES: Ines is her best friend and one of the few people who actually can bring out Zeyna's more laidback side. They have the kind of friendship where an entire conversation can happen with one look across the room.

CHRIS: Chris flirts. Zeyna thinks she's immune, mostly because she's seen him bring a new girl to every event like it's a rotating audition. She likes him, more than she should maybe, but if he thinks he's getting a free pass just because he's charming, he's got another thing coming.

FELIX: They have a funny, casual respect for each other. Zeyna is more interested in seeing/hearing Nova and Astra stories from his point of view than hearing about his day.

JAKOB: She thinks Jakob's chaotic energy is a ticking time bomb. She likes him just fine but she usually tells him to take the tornado somewhere else until it's at least a gust instead.

GOALS AND AMBITIONS

Right now, she wants to stop living in reaction to everything and start moving with intention. She doesn't know if that means moving up at LUMA, starting something of her own, or something else entirely. Also she wants her roommate to stop leaving crumbs in the air fryer.

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Full Name: Madisyn Kennedy

Age & Date of Birth: 27 years old, July 20th

Birthplace: New York, New York

Current Role and Department at LUMA: Event Planner

Years at LUMA: 2 years

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BIOGRAPHY

Life was always confusing for Madisyn and complicated enough for her to never really know what she should be doing. Her parents divorced when she was young and her father has always been successful, proactive, structured. Meanwhile, her mother was the kind of woman who prioritized superficial success. Raised between these two extremes, Madi was often confused what foot to put forward first.

She quickly discovered she wasn't as structured as her father, but she still sought stability. A thing that could be her own. Growing up, she went through hobbies like every one of them was going out of fashion. Horse riding, tennis, violin, cello, piano. You name it, she's done it all. She even kind of speaks French (with an American accent). But, it didn't matter what she tried, nothing ever stuck.

Madi studied event management on a whim, purely because one of her close friends was doing the same bachelors. She didn't think it would stick, but surprisingly, it's become something that's given her more direction than anything else.

She's worked for a few event companies, mainly small ones or start ups but enough to gain experience. Madi prefers to plan for high end or luxury clients, obviously. But, she's also planned and executed more professional networking events.

When a position was available at LUMA, Madi didn't hesitate to apply. She's now worked there for two years and even helped her friend Aiyla join the company.

ROLE/CONNECTION WITH LUMA

Madi works on the team responsible for planning client events such as launches, dinners, galas, parties or networking events. She also helps put together events for LUMA staff, too. Which is her personal favorite because she loves watching chaos unfold.

NOTABLE MOMENTS AT OR WITH LUMA

Madi's first ever Pink Party event was a success, an party just for LUMA staff in the summer where everyone attending wears pink. Custom made pink cocktails ensued and a random appearance from Ed Sheeran definitely made it a highlight. She's eagerly awaiting for the green light for this years'.

People in the office have started writing down Madi-isms because she says things so wrong but with such confidence that it sounds almost right. "It's not rocket surgery." "It's a doggy dog world." "The ball's in your garden now." "We'll burn that bridge when we get to it."

At a networking event, Madi once mistook someone's husband for a celebrity. He looked like George Clooney, okay? She spent ten minutes telling him she was "so chill about fame" before realizing he was just a dentist. George Toothy became how everyone refers to him now.

Madi once tried to gather everyone's attention for a motivational speech. She didn't pre plan it and had no idea what to say so she just went with "Good job, guys." and ushered them back to work.

PERSONALITY & STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES

Gregarious, Head-Strong, Selfish, Chaotic, Insecure, Upbeat, Fickle

PERSONALITY: Madi is very superficial, stubborn and always talks like everything she says is a fact. She's not interested in something unless it benefits her in some way, and she always thinks her opinions and ideas are better than other people's. She's not needlessly cruel, she just has her own way of doing things. The right way. She's outgoing, kind and bubbly but isn't above judging people's wardrobe choices.

STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES: Madi likes the finer things in life. She didn't grow up in oppulent wealth but her biggest idol was Paris Hilton for a reason. She likes luxury, and her taste has allowed her to have a good eye for detail which is paramount in her line of work. Even if she's difficult to work with, she knows her visions pay off. Her biggest weaknesses are her insecurities, that fear of missing out and the way she never backs down from something even if she's in the wrong.

CURRENT PERSONAL STRUGGLES

Now Madi is older, her relationship with her father is more distant than ever before. He's always traveling, or is busy. Things she used to make easy excuses for when she was younger, but now she finds it difficult to ignore. She's always convinced he isn't proud of her, no matter what she achieves.

CURRENT WORK STRUGGLES

Madi's professional struggles are all related to working as part of a team. She doesn't cooperate and she rarely compromises. She doesn't see it as a fault of her own, she's just convinced she should be promoted so her voice as a manager becomes final.

RELATIONSHIPS AT LUMA

AIYLA: They're best friends outside of work, but they also work on the same team and projects together. Hell usually ensues, and big dramas that the whole office becomes involved in. Or HR.

FELIX: Madisyn and Felix have an unlikely dynamic that's like they were siblings in another life. They squabble constantly but truthfully Madi enjoys annoying him.

JUNO: In some ways they're very similar, and Madi absolutely lives for Juno's fashion sense. They're not on the same wavelength all the time but they can yap. And yapping counts.

JAKOB: Madi can see the threads connecting Jakob through his restless energy, because her brain is fairly similar. However, she absolutely does not want to hear about anime. Ever.

CHRIS: She doesn't really talk to him often, but she befriended Bianca at the event and has stayed in touch.

GOALS AND AMBITIONS

Madi sees her future at LUMA, she just wants to be able to climb the ranks and make sure she's the best event planner ever in the entire world ever ever.

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dyllion sees him running. the big, tall emo wolf who has made her furious just for existing. she fixates on him, determined to see him break first. he reminds her of her brother, who's rotting in the back of the diner because he refused to hug her. who doesn't hug their sister?! she lets out a screech she launches forward, moving with inhuman speed, like she's bending time to reach him before he can get anywhere near that wild looking blonde. why is every other blonde always prettier than her?! why do they get chosen?!

she doesn't even think. she throws herself at him with all her weight, using her broad shoulders and frumpy frame to knock him off balance. she belly flops onto him, slamming into him with a force that almost makes her laugh. before he can recover, her hands form fists, and she starts pounding at his face. one punch, then another, then another, her anger driving each blow. "why her!!?" she snarls, the words flying out between punches. as she mounts him, there's a fleeting moment where she notices how solid he feels beneath her. his muscles. but she slams her fist into his jaw harder. "come on, daddy. are you just gonna let me have this?"

he throws her off, just like that. the suddenness of it takes her by surprise, but she scrambles to her feet, eyes wild, heart pounding with both rage and something darker. her hand goes to her blades and she grabs them without hesitation, fingers curling around the cold metal. "pick me!" dyllion screams as she charges at him again, the blades flashing in the air as she swings at him. one slash across his chest, deep and slicing. another, aimed at his ribs. she moves like a blur, each strike full of anger, desperation, and the need to tear him down. "pick me pick me pick me!" @manybcdthings

Bouse is wrong. Charlie knows it the second her boots hit the dirt. Even during the pleasant conversation. The stand off that feels just as wrong as everything else does. A strange conversation with words that sound hollow, practiced. Borrowed from someone else. The place looks like it's been rotting for years. Peeling paint, busted signage. Bouse was supposed to be empty, but it's not. And yet it is. Charlie stands by the truck, spine straight, jaw tight. She knows everyone else feels it too. No one wanders far. No one relaxes.

And then Serena lunges. It's a blur of motion, too fast and too sudden. One second the woman is smiling at her, the next Charlie's skull slams against metal. White hot pain blooms behind her eyes. Her knees buckle, but Serena's grip is brutal, dragging her back up by the hair. Another hit, then another. The truck rattles with each blow. Her vision shatters at the edges and there's blood in her mouth. Her ears ring and all she can do is think of Teddy. It happens quickly, an instant hit of her daughter's laughter and stubborn frown.

Not today.

Charlie digs deep. Somewhere where anger and grief sits and she twists hard with a yell, knee driving into Serena's stomach. It doesn't stop her, but it's enough to shift the weight. Charlie wrenches herself free, stumbling to the ground. Her hand scrabbles in the dirt, fingers closing around the machete she dropped in the chaos. She doesn't think. She just moves.

The fight around them is full tilt now. Shouts, gunfire, metal on bone. Charlie blocks it all out. Focuses. Serena's on her again, eyes wild, hands curled into claws. Charlie ducks low, shoulder slamming her back. They crash to the ground together, limbs tangling, the machete biting deep into Serena's arm as Charlie claws her way on top. Blood sprays and Serena's still fighting. JUST FUCKING DIE, BITCH. Charlie doesn't know if she thinks it or screams it as she gets one knee on the thing's chest, raises the blade high. No pause. No hesitation. She brings it down. Once. Twice.

It takes four strikes. On the fifth, the head finally severs, rolling off into the dirt with a sickening thud. The body twitches once beneath her and goes still. Charlie stays there a moment, crouched over the corpse, chest heaving. Her arms are shaking, blood drips from her fingers. Her vision blurs again. Not from impact this time, just exhaustion. Her brain stutters and she pushes herself to her feet. One step. Two. The world tilts. Charlie collapses. With her booty up because I wanted to use the gif because it's a nice booty.

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the laugh spills out of jackson before he can stop it, rough and quick. "damn, all this time i thought jakob was just really into anime. i was kinda impressed he learned all that shit from cartoons." amusement lingers in his voice, but he shakes his head with a small tsk. there's always been something about the ranstrom brother, though. the way they move, scanning every room like they're looking for exits. that's why jackson's not shocked by felix's answer. the fact he was in the thick of it. "iraq?" he asks, quieter now.

iraq was a different hell. it shaped soldiers, or broke them. either way, it told them all what they were made of. jackson follows suit, letting his words trail off as they round the corner and pass a small group walking through the base. his grin stays in place, giving felix a nod once they're out of earshot. "fuck yeah. didn't want the fuckin' questions, right? or the... i don't know..." he shrugs, eyes fixed ahead as he searches for the words. "bet there'd be one motherfucker who thinks all vets would sell everyone out just for an american flag." his voice carries a hint of bitterness, but he laughs about theo.

"i don't think he could hide it if he tried." jackson shrugs again, amusement sneaking into his tone. "maybe that says more about us, though. theo can get away with no one asking questions, but if people knew about us? we ain't scary enough to make them think twice. not like he can. maybe we should up our game." he chuckles, slapping felix on the chest quickly. a gesture so quick, in fact, it barely counts as anything. "should've told me sooner, asshole. would've trusted you a lot more."

Jackson's pointed response came, and for a brief second, Felix was almost ready to brush the whole thing off. Chalk it up to a misreading. His mind trying to tell him there were things that weren't there. Looking for a familiarity out of habit. Projection, even. But then he saw it. The way the other wolf scanned him, quick but deliberate. The way Jackson stood, like he wasn't entirely sure whether to trust it. That's when Felix knew. He grinned, posture easing just slightly.

"Yeah. But I don't think that's exactly hard to tell." he said simply about Jakob, who had practically been Jiu Jitsu-ing his way through the base during the attack. Subtlety wasn't really his brother's thing. He started up alongside Jackson, matching his pace as they walked. When the question came, Felix scoffed, no bite behind it. Just the kind of tired amusement that had replaced surprise years ago. "Only time I saw green was with NVGs. That count?"

But he went quiet as they rounded the corner. A few other wolves passed them, conversation low, casual. Felix cleared his throat, glancing back just long enough to catch them turning the same way before looking ahead again. "Guess you also figured it was best not advertising it." he muttered before his eyes caught Jackson's, his grin sharpening. "And then there's fucking Theo. Walking Green Beret."