#dusk:start

location : any bar 

Stood outside the bar, the hunter rocks back on his heels. One hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette betwixt fingers. It burned down quickly with each quick inhale and exhale of the smoke that clouded the air in front of him as the rain poured. “Another round for the road?” he asks the other as he flicks the cigarette out into the road.

location : manhattan

Jia was becoming increasingly frustrated as traffic wasn’t moving through Manhattan and she would be late for an appointment. She sat in the back, phone in hand typing rapidly as she fired of emails, the occasional sigh escaping her as every time she looked up from her phone, she noticed that the car had barely moved. The driver sensed her frustration, apologising for the delay, but it did little to ease her annoyance. She looks ahead seeing how the car in front wasn’t moving whilst the cars ahead where now some distance away and this person was holding up everyone behind them. In the middle of the street Jia steps out of the car, walking over to the vehicle in front and tapping on their window to get their attention. She wasn’t pleased, and had a few words to say to the other.

location : manhattan

when : early morning before sun rise.

The streets of Manhattan were quiet at this time, just before the sun rose and the city would start to wake. Logan left the tower block apartments that he occasionally stayed in rather than his home in Queens, simply because it was closer to work and made life easier when he wasn’t haven’t to contend with traffic on his route. Routinely every morning he’d go for a run before needing to get ready for work and running alongside him was his american staffordshire terrier. Basil was keeping up nicely to say he was still only a little pup. As Logan glanced to his side to check Basil wasn’t getting too tired, he didn’t spot the figure before him until it was too late. He collided with them, almost toppling over with them in the process before he manages to steady the two of them. “oh, I’m sorry. Are you alright?” he is quick to ask.

where: any random park

jin was most troublesome when he was bored. there are only so many ways to really entertain a huli jing and the most efficient are the tricks he causes himself. humans were the easiest prey (though he preferred werewolves) as they were the most gullible so he finds park to get comfortable in and let’s the mischief take over. first he has a jogger freak out because for a split second their dog had tow heads, then he uses his frost breath to freeze a puddle and cause a man in a suit to slip and fall. he’s just starting to warm up when he feels a pair of eyes on him. figuring it’s someone who recognizes him for his celebrity diving persona, he gives them a warm smile. “anything i can help you with?”

location II bar in manhattan 

“i am just really glad that the met gala didn’t end up with falling crows, a founding family member being murdered again or everyone getting trapped against their will. wouldn’t you agree?” bruno swirls his drink some before taking a quick sip. he had just gotten done with all of his clients for the day & went to his usual spot in manhattan nearby his work. “though if something did happen, my schedule would end up being even more booked than it is now.” 

location : either she crashed at your muses place or your muse crashed at hers.

when : could be after the met gala or after a random night out.

anna wakes up on an unfamiliar surface. her eyes slowly open and squint as the sun beams through a nearby window casting its shine across her face. she rolls over onto her front as a heavy breath leaves the witch. “tell me there’s a magic cure for a hangover. i’ll give you anything you want. i feel like i’ve been hit by a mack truck” she groans as she rubs her aching head.

Now that the hustle and bustle that the met gala brought was over, Justin could finally feel himself breathe. That was just what he was planning to do. The sun was setting and there was nothing better than watching the sun set over the Brooklyn bridge. He pulled out his phone and tried to capture the light as it set, sadly the picture just became a mush of colours and overly dull. Justin sighed and put his phone back in his pocket. "Note to self, never get me to photograph anything."

location: met gala after party

it felt like a huge weight lifted off of remy’s shoulders by the time the after party came around. the last few months had been so hectic as he assisted not one, not two, but THREE stylists as they prepared for the night. but luckily everything went well, their clients were satisfied, which meant remy was sure to work with them again. finally able to enjoy the night, something in the corner of his eye catches his attention and he quickly whips out his phone and snaps a picture before he has time to think to ask. “oh,” he blurts out, feeling a bit foolish he walks over to show the other the picture he just took of them. “sorry, it just looked like a really good shot. i can delete it if you want?”

location : met gala after party.

“so, what’re we drinking tonight then?” logan asks as he stands next to the other at the bar.  his intentions for the evening were work, but as his partner had said all work and no play makes logan a very dull boy.  and as the evening went on he’d relaxed more, started enjoying himself over a few drink, plus it was easy to pull information from people when they were also having a good time, so it still worked to his advantage.

He wasn’t exactly sure why he decided to arrive, this really wasn’t his kind of crowd. However, a couple people he knew were here, and it was more of supportive care than anything. Gotta support the peeps. Walking right in, his eyes looked over at the food, and narrowed in on the buffet before him. “Bless.” he states as he walks over to the table. “Don’t mind if I do.” he states aloud, no one in particular but he smiles nonetheless, he was going to enjoy himself.

she had walked into the gala arriving with her maker, if anything she’d accompany him where he’d go. So even if it was to some party, she’d do so. This was something she was familiar with, considering she worked for a fashion magazine. She knew she could keep her distance from Jesse, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t know where he is. She had to start the party off with a drink, passing by one of the waiters offering appetizers, she picked one up and ate it heading to the bar. “Cranberry and vodka.” she states as she leans on the counter.

Minh was in a bit of a daze that day. She hadn’t gotten enough sleep and she felt that it would be a small miracle if she got through her shift without too much trouble. Minh was still being plagued by nightmares and she couldn’t imagine them stopping anytime soon.  She was lost in her thoughts when she thought she heard someone speaking to her. “I’m sorry, can you repeat that?”