"This is so much better than a frat party at Briar U." Allie laughed as she danced to the music that was playing. "I seriously needed this!" @ggstarterblog

Azriel had been walking around the party and trying to act like he wanted to be there, when in fact, he didn't. Hearing Allie's words, he chuckled. "Sometimes these kinds of parties are needed, when you least expect them." He shrugged.

"Jesus fuck." Sterling covered his ears and winced as he heard a loud scream in Central Park. He uncovered his hears and sighed. "Apparently someone just saw a celebrity. I'm not sure if I like or hate my fae-hearing if I'm being honest." @ggstarterblog

Azriel tensed when he heard the scream and couldn't help but laugh. "That's fucking pathetic if you ask me." He looked at him. "Are you alright?"

"I need you to get the fuck out of my face right now. I'm literally still in college, and whatever the Bruins do, is not on me, so fuck off, before I punch you in the face." He said and watched as the drunk walked away. Walking up to the bar, he ordered a drink and looked at the person who came up to him. "Put their drinks on my tab too." @ggstarterblog

"Thanks man." Azriel looked at Garrett and then at the bartender as he placed his order. "What was that comotion about?" He questioned.

Roxanne was walking home after a long day at work. It was nice enough out to where she didn't bother with a town car or a cab, why would she anyways, she preffered to walk. Heels clicking on the pavement, she was finishing a reply via text to someone when she felt someone tap her shoulder and she tensed slightly and turned to look at the person who tapped her on her shoulder and laughed. "Not going to lie, I was worried you were be a weirdo, so thank you for not being one." @ggstarterblog

"No, I'm an actual gentlemen and would never harm someone. Unless they deserved it, but you don't deserve to be harmed."

tamlin frowned when azriel spoke to him and he hunt up the phone that he had been on to disconnect the call from the person he had been talking to. "if you weren't aware, shadowsinger, i wasn't talking to you." his lips curled into a snarl. "i want nothing to do with you or any of your friends."

"And yet, here you are, talking to me." Azriel looked at him. "I will give you some advice though; don't think you can get with Feyre just because we're in...this world. Locations might have changed but the past has not."

Brandon nodded and looked at Azriel. "I just...I don't know. I'm stressed about everything and I truly don't know what to do."

"Well the first step is to admit that you're stressed, the second step is to work out, or at least that's what I do."

Nesta frowned and rolled her eyes at Azriel. "I'm busy, Shadowsinger." She said and turned to walk away from him, though she knew it'd be no good.

"I think you can make time for me." Azriel quickly caught up with her and stood in her way. "You don't really have a choice."

"And you call yourself a spymaster." Nesta rolled her eyes and looked at Azriel. "You can't figure out why we're here?"

"Archeron, it would do well to remind yourself who you're talking to and the skills I have. Just because I do not have my full powers here does not mean I am not powerful."

Tony looked at Azriel. "Well it'd help if you could find out who was running Gossip Girl. She's really fucking pissing me off right now."

"Yeah, I can't do that, I mean, I probably could, but a silly gossip site does not bother me at all."

Max looked at Azriel. "So what's the point of having powers if you aren't powerful?" He cocked a brow at him. "Sounds like a waste to me."

"I never said I wasn't powerful." Azriel looked at Max. "And if I were you, I wouldn't doubt me. I don't need powers to kick your ass."

Sarah exhaled and tilted her head back and closed her eyes. After a moment, she looked at Azriel again. "Okay, I'm breathing, I'm more calm." She said. "What powers do you have?"

"The powers that I have are my business and my business alone." Azriel shrugged. "Why do you need to know such things?"

"Hmm, there's still time for me to throw things at you." She shrugged and looked at Azriel. "Is there a reason you need to talk to Xaden?"

"I'd like to see you try." Azriel shrugged, not threatened by her in the slightest. "There is, but I'm not sure you need to know what it is about."

Tucker nodded and looked at Azriel. "Well, do you have any suggestions on how to stop the stupid ass rumors that I have feelings for my best friend's wife?" He asked.

"Tell your best friend's wife to fuck off and cut ties with him and his wife."

Jane’s shoulders tensed, and she let out a sharp, almost bitter laugh. “Dating… dating is really hard these days,” she muttered under her breath, her voice tight. She bit her lip, words tumbling out before she could stop them. “I’m trying to breathe, I really am… but can you blame a woman for not having sex for what feels like… forever?!” Her eyes went wide as the words hit the air. “Oh… crap. I—uh…” She stumbled over herself, cheeks flushing, then deliberately shifted her gaze, forcing the conversation away from her own mess. “Anyway,” she said with a sigh, leaning back slightly. “Azriel…” She let out a short, incredulous laugh, shaking her head. “What are you even talking about? You sound like some kind of… superhero or something.” She paused, taking a breath. “Sorry, I vented. But… are you okay?” She asked, genuinely checking on him.

"A few days versus hundreds of years is really nothing when it comes to sex." Azriel shrugged, pulling from his own personal experience. "And if you're that sex deprived, why not go and sleep with someone from a bar or something?" He suggested and waved a dismissive hand at her questions. "Don't worry about it, I'm mostly just deep in work mode and thinking."

Aurora exhaled and looked at Azriel. "I'm sorry, I'm just a little stressed about all the bullshit going on right now." She admitted and shook her head. "Can't you use your powers to make it stop?"

"No, I cannot and even if I could, there is no way of stopping people like me from entering your world."

Briar groaned and looked at Azriel. "What powers do you have?" She asked and raised a brow at him.

"That's classified, Coleman." Azriel shrugged. "I know what powers I yield and what powers I do not yield and that is all that matters."