dancing witch monkey

“it usually is. but since we’re stuck here, y’know might as well make it home.” he says while being not too keen to elaborating. he thought living in the bayou wasn’t so bad but with the werewolves being cast out left a bitter taste in his mouth. “i know not all of us are city people, i wouldn’t blame you. it can get pretty overwhelming sometimes.” although it rare that he’d feel that way mostly since the last few years of his life was spent in the bayou.

Luke’s still new to learning exactly what the politics and social divides of the city were but he's trying. He so used to free reign in his magic growing up in his coven but then again, Luke doesn't use magic unless it's completely needed. “Why are you stuck here, by the way? If you don't mind me asking that is?" At least toe Luke's knowledge but not experience, werewolves were the stronger species. Something really major must have happened for the vampires to be ruling. "I've got newcomer written across my forehead, haven't I?" He shakes his head before offering his hand in a formal greeting. "I'm Luke."

“We do,” Josh attempted to argue. “But can you blame me for being on edge?” It wasn’t that Josh cared about who came to the city, it was more about who was going to get with the program and who wasn’t. He didn’t want to see a fight break out no matter what side he was on. He let out a sigh, shoving his own hands into his jacket pockets. “I guess we can leave the serious talk for another occasion.”

“No.” He states simply. “I think being slightly on edge backs you smart. But the constant worry is dangerous territory, Josh. You don’t want to go down that rabbit hole." Though the whole sectional divide of the species was a confusing part of NOLA politics Luke didn't exactly understand, what he did understand that the influx of newcomers meant that some established order could be shaken. Though what bugged him was the no magic part. Witches should be allowed to express themselves. He just wouldn't let that jeopardize being a friend with Josh. Josh being a vampire wasn't a problem for Luke and he hoped Luke being a vampire wasn't a problem for him. Luke just tended to side with the witches because that's who he was. "Josh, you're all good, bud.I promise. I was just messin' with ya." He gave him a reassuring smile. Josh made New Orleans an easier place for Luke to reside in. "What you up to? Haven't seen you for a few days. How's it going?"

“I mean after I left the coven when you were children, but if we’re really wanting to air out that dirty laundry when Beacon turned into hell on earth, then…” Jo’s statement trailed off, knowing there wasn’t a need to elaborate on that horrific night. “I don’t know what Liv has or hasn’t told you and truthfully, I’ve never given her a reason to confide in me.” She blew that chance last time and now that what’s left of the Parker siblings are in the same city, Jo wanted to try again. “I merged with Kai, Luke. If you automatically think you’re confused why I’m still alive, you can imagine how I feel.”

“You don’t owe me an explanation, Josette. You made a choice regarding what you wanted to do with your life and I commend that.” It’s true, Luke did. But after Kai slaughtered the rest of their siblings, Luke didn’t know it at the time, but as he grew up Jo leaving became a part of how he is. How he’s so reserved to do magic often. Even why he and Liv are closer than most twins. It’s because they survived together and Liv was all he had. “I’m not in any position to judge. Liv and I left too.” But he figured his sister already knew that. His mood did change now though at the newly revealed information. He’s silent. Dumbfounded. Confused. His eyes widen. “-How is that even possible?” Luke knew everything about how the Merge worked. He had to learn it all. He knew the ins and outs of his coven like the back of his hand. He never knew of any possibility of them both surviving. It was either one or the other. “I...I wasn’t aware you had your magic. And Kai...” He's thinking about his father now. The rest of his coven. If Kai finally was the leader of the Gemini, he had to do something about it. “How did Kai get out?” He has loads of questions because that’s what Luke did to get the answers he needed. 

“Limited edition; i’m like an unaged bourbon that you just can’t get rid of…-unfortunately for you I don’t bat for the other team but feel free to look and stare.” he added sarcastically of course, he was amused was about the only reason he’d kept the conversation going. “Here.” he handed it over. “Enjoy the party.”

“Such a dick..-” she said jokingly of course, not taking anymore time before she moved in to hug him tightly. “I missed you way too much but you had fun right?” Liv hoped the answer was yes because that would make it way more easy to accept that they’d been apart as long as they had. “I know, trust me if i’d known before hand I wouldn’t have told you to come here considering we can’t use magic.” She shrugged. “He is a dick so that can be your first shot.”

Luke can handle her insults. They’re harmless. He hugs her back instantly with a grin. He’d missed his twin more than anything. She was his best friend and doing things without her often felt a little foreign. “I don’t know if my travelling was for fun exactly?” He chuckled. “More like a knowledge quest.” And as he says that he’s thinking could he sound any nerdier if he tried after saying something like a knowledge question. “What do you mean we can’t use magic?” Luke’s a little baffled. He’s done his research on the witches factions in New Orleans. The connection to the ancestors. He knew it all and wanted to see it all for himself. “Screw Marcel. I can only imagine the vampires feel threatened by the witches. He should be careful. A witch uprise against the vampires would be deadly.” 

“The name only further tempts me.” Oblivious as to who she was speaking with, Jo turned around to find her younger brother doing his best to cope with the same awkward air floating between them as she felt with Olivia. There was a pause the woman found the right words, “Listen, Luke, I’ve been beating around the bush with you and Liv and we never really talked about what happened after I left.”

Honestly, Luke’s not really knowing what to expect. Jo was still a blur to him. It’s like talking to a photograph or memory. It’s weird. Especially given the circumstances of their separation in the first place. It’s a lot to handle but Luke’s usually cool demeanour was at least working for him now. He raised his eyebrows in curiosity.  “That doesn’t sound concerning at all. What happened?” There hadn’t been much speaking between the two of them. Luke took off to learn because that’s what he did best. It just wasn’t with the Gemini. 

“Well I don’t like to brag…-wait nope I really do.” he added sarcastically, offering a fake smile, then again he wasn’t sure he’d had a genuine smile in the past year. “Pretty? That’s really insulting, i’m hurt.” Damon chuckled some, before shrugging at the guys next statement. “Don’t take it personally but I’m not a fan of most witches either…most of them suck.” he admitted honestly, he was drunk there wasn’t a need to lie. “Then I suddenly like her way more than you, New Orleans is a party…minus the rules and the guy in charge.”

“Right. Sorry Luke Skywalker…-” he chuckled before downing whatever was left of his flask. “Damon, stranger works too because i’ve been called way worse.”  He wasn’t nice too often and maybe it was only because the guy had caught him in a moment where he was thinking about the one person who made him better. “Nope, Marcel seems like a bit of a dick though. So I’m glad about that…you?”