little vixen

“I could have used a friend like you growing up, that is for sure.” Mickey chuckled softly at her before nodding. “Yeah, it is. I don’t know why they kept it from me like that. My parents didn’t seem all that shocked that I was a witch, which makes me think they had some kind of deal with my biological ones. I don’t blame them, maybe it was a better situation for me but this magic…it’s dangerous.”

“well we can be friends now if you want,” she told him happily. “i could definitely use some friends since i’ve just randomly appeared here,” she laughed. she tilted her head. “well since i don’t know them, i can’t say but maybe they wanted to protect you. i mean, there are hunters who don’t think twice about hurting anything supernatural. but there are also some nicer hunters. i think,” she told him. “magic can be dangerous. i can’t do any magic but i know about it. all i can do is shift.” 

Sam lifted a hand to push through his hair, sighing softly as he shook his head. Of course he wouldn’t catch a break. Why would he? Why would life make ANYTHING easy on him? Like in the slightest. At least it didn’t seem like he was the only one that was brought there, which was equal parts reassuring and not. “Yeah, Like… I don’t remember how I got here or have any idea what I’m doing here. Somethings up though. Except I have no idea where to start looking. When did you get here?”

vixey frowned slightly at his reaction. she felt bad for not having a better answer for him. she wished she could. the blonde let out a small sigh. “i don’t either. i just kind of - poof - i was here. it’s super weird. kind of....magicy, right?” she asked with a tilt of her head. her mother had always said don’t be too obvious about magic but when people were suddenly appear, kind of screamed magic. “not too long ago, really. what about you? i guess you just appeared, right?” 

Mickey raised an eyebrow at the blonde whens he said she was a famiilar. He heard heard the term before, but he was pretty sure that was with him playing a game or something. “A what?” He asked the girl. “Yeah, apparently. I was adopted and it turns out that my biological parents were witches as well.”

vixey tilted her head at him. “a familiar. familiars are helpers of witches. we’re supposed to be there for our witch whatever they need. and we’re bound to the witch we choose for life,” she explained with a small smile. “oh well that’s definitely interesting.” 

The blondes presence was distracting, especially when she appeared to lack compassion for anyone but herself. She had no time for arrogance, something the blonde was surely displaying. “How about you go and be arrogant elsewhere?”

vixey’s eyes moved back and forth in confusion. “so coughing is now being arrogant?” she asked, her eyes squinting slightly. “look sorry i bothered you. i’m just trying to figure out where exactly we are,” she said with a slight huff. she was just frustrated. 

@familiarxvixey 

“Do you know what a prison world is?” Mickey asked the other as he picked up his fork and stabbed at the pasta that was on his plate. What kind of place was this and why didn’t the day change? He felt like he was in a never ending loop and you couldn’t really say see you tomorrow because tomorrow never got here. “Sorry for the mild freak out, I just don’t know much about the Supernatural world. I found out I was a witch around 16 and it wasn’t pretty. I didn’t want to learn anything else after that.”

vixey looked over at him and tilted her head. “no but i haven’t spent a lot of time around actual magic. mostly just theory,” she answered from the other table. she blinked before her eyes widened. “wait you’re....you’re a witch?” she asked excitedly before moving from her table to his. “i’ve only met a couple of witches before. i’m a familiar!” she told him. 

Of course she had no idea where they were. Because the way Sam’s luck worked out…he didn’t have any luck. He sighed, an irritated look stretching across his visage as he shook his head. “Awesome…” A frown tugged at his lips and his gaze shifted around to the passing people, trying to come up with some kind of plan other than asking strangers on the street. “This is going to be a weird question..but did you just get …brought here? Like.. woke up here from somewhere else?”

vixey let out a chuckle and nodded. “yeah pretty much how i’m feeling,” she replied with a small sigh. “not really a huge fan of not knowing where i am,” she admitted. she followed his gaze, looking around at the other people. “yeah. just kind of....appeared here. almost like magic, right?” she asked, a small sparkle in her pale green eyes. she wondered if he had any idea about the supernatural. if he did, maybe they could help each other. 

Elijah took another drink, trying to burn away the thirst that was in his throat. Clearly coming back from the dead made one hungry and the few blood bags he had taken hadn’t been enough. He looked up to the bartender in the grill. “You might want to just leave the bottle,” he said, before turning to watch as someone sat down at the bar next to him.  

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vixey hated not knowing. it was the worst to her curious and ever going mind. she knew she needed to take a chill pill or she would be so wired, she’d never figure out what was going on in the very strange town. she quickly found the bar and danced inside. the blonde headed up to the bar and pushed herself up on a stool, ordering herself a drink. 

Open Starter | Sebastian 

Having to be strapped in a coffin in the last hundreds of years, one would expect he knew or at least notice strange things when it comes to being trapped in a prison world. But as a vampire, Sebastian is rather clueless nor did he knew such things existed beforehand. Everything around them looked exactly the same, the school, the shops and even the placements of little things.

He knew Lizzie was up to something on the day they performed the spell, but nothing seems to have changed and after a while Sebastian brushed it off. Only until recently when he became suspicious again when the blonde begins to act… weird and distanced. Therefore, he decide to take it upon himself to snoop around the school ground.

“Apologise, but I believe you may be trespassing.”

vixey had been wandering the whole town. she was familiar with magic but she definitely wasn’t used to being zapped into an unknown town where it just felt empty. it felt like magic, though. or at least something to do with magic. she could sense that much. 

she ended up in a place that looked like some sort of cross between a boarding school and a home and decided to investigate to see if there was anyone who could answer her questions. who could possible explain what was going on. she jumped when she heard a strange voice before letting out a breath. 

“you scared me!” she admonished. “trespassing? oh. sorry i’m just trying to find some answers. you would happen to have any, would you?” 

Despite his best efforts, Sam had lived a pretty reckless life. There were very few moments of true peace, or rather a lack of total chaos. If he and his brother weren’t running from something, they’d be chasing something. There was really no rest, not even in death it seemed, when he had Hell waiting for him with an unspeakable amount of torture and pain. His life was far from what he’d wanted it to be. Far from the settled down normal image he’d imagined when he walked away from hunting in his late teens. Before his brother came to pull him back into it.  And they’d been like that since.

Finally, as things seemed to start settling down and he thought he’d be able to enjoy at least some part of his life, he got sucked into.. wherever the hell he was. His hands lifted to rest on the back of his neck as he walked down the sidewalk, carefully avoiding running into people before he caved and darted a hand out to stop one. “Hi, I’m sorry, where am I right now? What’s this place called?”

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vixey was still very confused about where she was or why she was there. she’d just been bouncing from town to town trying to avoid staying anywhere too long. she wasn’t even truly sure he was looking for her but she wasn’t going to take that chance. 

she was walking down the sidewalk, her arms wrapped around herself. she’d been down south when she been zapped to wherever she was now and it was definitely a different climate. she bit her lip, trying to keep her teeth from chattering. maybe she should just shift. at least then she’d have fur. she jumped a little when a large hand shot out to stop her. she offered a small smile. “you’re asking the wrong girl. i have no idea where we are,” she admitted. “sorry. guess asking you would be pretty pointless too,” she chuckle. 

SHE ABSENTMINDEDLY TAPPED HER PEN AGAINST THE PAPER– her mind drifted quickly away with herself, she had almost no idea how long she had been daydreaming for, however, the sound of someone clearing their throat was enough to stir her from her trance. Shaking her head softly, Lydia looked up and down at the writing that had scribes upon the lined paper, sighing as she took it, and scrunched it up in her hands. Huffing softly, she tossed it into the nearby bin and begun working from scratch before groaning as she slammed the pen down against the paper top.

“I can’t concentrate– and it doesn’t help with all the excessive noise!” 

@accursedhallowsstarters​ 

vixey had no idea how she’d managed to appear in this new, small town that seemed to be emptier than an abandoned mall but she was determined to figure out why. she chewed on her lip as she flipped through a book. she wondered if it had anything to do with her finding her witch. her leg was bouncing a mile a minute before she let out a cough as something caught in her throat. she jumped when she heard the slam of the pen and irritated voice. “geez, sorry. i couldn’t help it,” she muttered. 

DOVE CAMERON? VIXEY CALORE, the 24 year old FAMILIAR, who’s been known to be +PLAYFUL & +LOYAL but also -FLIGHTY & -SARCASTIC. They’ve been pulled towards the beacon but how will everyone feel about their arrival in Beacon Hollows, when everyone finds out about WANTS TO FIND HER WITCH?