❀𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢❀

           “—-Listen,  it’s just a jacket alright, I’ll hardly freeze to death. You need it more than I do.“ Joshua returned, ignoring the other’s objections as they hauled his jacket over their shoulders. The whitelighter wasn’t the most social of people, for he had his friends, he didn’t believe in the need to make anymore, nevertheless he could recognize when someone was in need and wouldn’t hesitate to help if the situation presented itself.

“Sorry——WHAT was that? Your lips were moving but I forgot to listen.”

“Its your LOSS then. Perhaps you need your ears examined.”

❝I think this is GLORIOUS. A light show is just what we needed.❞ Oh, well - it actually wasn’t, but it was a nice DISTRACTION. A refreshing change. Not to mention how much she loved to dress up, so any opportunity would be welcomed. ❝Is there any chance you have seen tonight’s birthday boy?❞ It had been a while since Kat talked to her cousin and a part of her wanted to fix that. The other part? Just wanted to ENJOY this thing.

“Things certainly have changed…” she mumbles as she makes her way through the crowd. For her it was just yesterday in which most species refused to be in the same room as each other yet witches, werewolves, vampires and many more were there together. Were they getting along? It seemed so. “How odd.” How odd indeed. But were things really as they appeared to be?

daniel grinned, a party was a party to him. he took a long swig from that bottle in his hand and looked around. “came here at the right time.” 

Having been at the party for all of ten minutes Kol is already starting to get bored and almost regrets coming. That is until he sees a beautiful brunette pass by him, which piques his curiosity. She leads him to a secluded area of the stadium and with less prying eyes on him the vampire decides to strike now. He rushes to her with such speed and before she has a chance to scream he compels her to stand still and not make any noise. Thankfully because of the party she has her hair up in a bun so it makes it easier for him to sink his teeth into her carotid artery. There’s a bit of sweetness in her blood, perhaps maybe B positive or AB negative? Either way the moment is rather short lived since it is rudely interrupted by the presence of someone behind him. “Sorry darling, not quite in the mood for an audience.” Kol wipes away a few spots of blood from the corner of his mouth as he looks over his shoulder to see just who is ruining his dinner.

              “Holy shit.” Grace cursed under her breath, the girl had never been accustomed to nice let alone fancy things, and as she made her way into the stadium she couldn’t help but feel rather out of place. Sure she looked the part, but she definitely did not feel it as she smoothed out the fine gown the lady at the boutique had been kind enough to let her borrow. And a stranger at that, people trusted too easily these days. Clearing her throat she helped herself to a glass of champagne as a server passed by, crystalline irises tracing the length of the room as she tried her best to fit in with the crowd.

               Nathanael couldn’t help the chuckle that surpassed his lips at her thanks, it wasn’t something he was used to hearing especially when his blunt tongue tended to make more enemies than friends. “Suppose no one can fault you for satisfying your boredom.” He offered with a simple shrug. “A princess huh, seems there’s a few of those around tonight. And here I’d had you pinned as the type that would prefer to stand out of the crowd, not get lost in it. Guess I was wrong.”

“Hm, you think so?” She gave a smile to him, amusement as his assessment. “Well, not standing out in a crowd has its advantages ya know. Ninjas wear black for a reason. When you blend in, no one ever sees you coming. Then again with a face like mine its hard to blend in.” And as much as she wished what she meant was vanity, it was more along the lines of she was a Halliwell, and the sister of Wyatt and Chris. 

“you’re welcome.” she smiled.

“Never, mm.” Parker teased. “I guess you do have a point. You’re really rocking that tiara by the way, You look like a Disney Princess.”

“A disney princess? Ew. Now I wanna shred it.” She chuckled. “Blame the spell I cast. I did not anticipate this as the effects.” 

            Nathanael cocked a brow as he looked up from his near empty beer only to meet the brunettes gaze. He didn’t know her, but he knew exactly who she was. Why she would ask the opinion of the most anti-social person in the room however was anyone’s guess. “Honestly, I think it’s a little much.” He mused in return, curious irises gauged her reaction as he spoke. “You don’t strike me as the type to need to over compensate.”

At his opinion Melinda let out a laugh. “Thanks for being honest.” She said sincerely, though she was amused by such words. “Usually I’m not. But I was bored.” She admitted with a sleigh chuckle. “So I cast a spell to make me look like a princess and wa-la.” 

“i think it looks beautiful.” ivy shrugged smiling at the other woman.

“you look beautiful.” she said giving the other a smile.

“thank.” she smiled.

Kiran felt the air leave him the moment he saw her figure. She was alive. Alive and stood just feet away from him in the most beautiful dress he’d ever seen. She was talking to someone in front of him, but the way he carried himself forward.. The way he stepped in front of the other person, just to answer her question; anybody would have thought she’d been talking to him and him alone. 

Maybe he shouldn’t have moved forward. It was dangerous enough for him to be here. But to be near Melinda, too? He was asking for trouble. 

“Absolutely stunning,” he breathed. the first breath that had felt real since he’d awoken. They were the truest words he’d ever spoken to her, he thought. He stood tall, waiting for her gaze to find him. “Hey, Melly,” 

Melinda could only chuckle as someone stood in front of the current guy she’d been talking to. He’d been such a bore, after all. So she wouldn’t be too annoyed with them. Before she could get a single word of teasing, or anything alike it, her eyes met his and suddenly she could no longer breath. Instead, she stared. Eyes wide, unable to blink, shock plain within them. 

“... I....” Her words... she struggled to make them. To speak. She wanted to reach out and touch him, cup his cheek, pull him in and hold him so terribly close to her. 

But she knew better.

Lips, pressed into a thin line, it took a moment before she was able to speak. “I’m hallucinating, aren’t I?” she pressed her hand to her lips. “Stupid Wyatt must of spiked the drinks or something. Dammit it.” Despite that, despite knowing it wasn’t him, she found tears building in her eyes.