Under The Midnight Moon

Link half smiled, laughing as the witch sat down. He wasn’t expecting to see her again. “You did anyway.” He commented. He moved the book down onto the floor, kicking it into his bag. “Not my kind of thing. Dancing. I was busy poking a few vampires to see if they got hangry.” 

Being the nosy woman she was Adira tried to subtly get a glance at the book he had been studying. She had to resist huffing when she was unable to before it was tucked away. “Well it was indeed extravagant-- but between me and you-- I would’ve much rather been flirting with death around a bunch of vampires too,” Adira confessed, recalling the tense, brief conversation she had with Claudia-- it had put her in a sour mood the rest of that night. “I don’t see any bite markings, I assume your experiment went well?”

Hazel sipped her drink yet again, reaching for the bottle at the witch’s comment. “Oh yeah it’s a real blast. Every bone in your body breaking and re-mending in a different shape. And let’s not talking about the claws piercing through your skin at a hurtling rate. Why wouldn’t it be my favourite time of the month?” She lifted the bottle, offering the witch a glass. “A bite is all it takes.Be careful what you wish for.” 

“I suppose I’ve always been a gluttony for pain-- not that it doesn’t sound excruciating.” Adira took the glass graciously and let the woman fill it up. “As much as I enjoy new experiences I quite enjoy being a witch. Do you mind me asking how long you’ve been a werewolf?”

Ryan coughed, looking down at the blood on his hand. His research had taken it’s toll on him last night… he needed to start being more careful. He wiped his hand on his handkerchief and flicked open yet another book. Although when he felt a presence he quickly slammed it shut. “Oh… hey hi there. Fancy seeing you here. You… felt the need for books and an iced latte too?” 

Adira was passing by the cafe when she happen to catch a peek of a familiar young man sitting at a table by himself. It was hardly surprising to see him again in the small town but what she wasn’t expecting to see was Link coughing up blood into his hand. Adira furrowed her eyebrows watching as he cleaned himself up. Without a second thought she entered the cafe and approached him. “May I sit?” She asked with a smile, though she didn’t bother to wait for his answer as she settled across from him. “More like a friendly conversation with Crestle Cove’s resident lippy witch. I didn’t get to see you at Claudia’s party, I would’ve liked a dance.”

“If there’s one good thing about this weekend. I barely feel a thing.” She lifted her glass of wine and took a long sip. “I can keep going all day and not a thing… Trust me nothing will knock this wolf out before the full moon. I’ve tried.” 

“So I take it you enjoy turning?” Adira turned to give the woman her full attention. “I admit it’s an experience I wish I could have the opportunity to have, at least once.”

Natasha was always thinking. It didn’t matter if it was about her small store that still needed fixing, her apartment payments, if her shoes matched her outfit, or if her lack of witch coven involvement was lacking. The woman always had something on her mind. Which was why, where ever she was now-whether it was in her own store/at the coffee shop/or anywhere in town-she hadn’t caught what the person behind her had said. “I’m sorry, what was that?” Natasha asked, quickly turning around to see who had posed the question/comment. @crestlecovestarters·

“I said, you look strikingly familiar to someone I just saw down the street. You wouldn’t happen to be following me would you?” The brunette teased with a playful look. Adira had been aware of some twins that lived in town, however she had yet to meet either one of them until now. Then again she had been quite caught up in some of her own studies the past week and hadn’t socialized with the town people too much.

He nodded. He had never left Crestle Cove for more then a vacation and he had little interest in leaving. “An army?” He chuckled shaking his head. “We’re an old town and the witches are a huge part of our history. We’re protected here. We don’t want trouble.. It’s a good community if you’re willing to do your part.” 

Adira listened and just gave a quiet nod in response. There was already so much magic and history that the town was the perfect place to host some magical phenomenons. If she stayed around long enough she was sure something interesting would occur. Focusing her attention back on him she smiled holding out a hand, “Well, Link, it’s been a pleasure but I should be going.”

Aria had been sitting in the room and was confused to her another voice. “Let’s just say parties aren’t exactly my thing… and perhaps neither is this town.” She sighed, realising that she was talking back to a stranger. She shouldn’t talk so freely around them. “Sorry… have we met?” 

Adira couldn’t help but feel a small pang of sympathy for the woman, her nose wanted to wrinkle at the foreign feeling. She hadn’t gotten the most warming welcome here so far, but to be fair Adira was fully prepared to throw any of them under the bus so in the end could she really be upset about it. “I don’t believe so, I’m Adira Klein.”

Claudia continued to laugh, nothing was more amusing than an arrogant mortal. “No one. I throw parties because I enjoy them and I can.” She rolled her eyes, clearly bored of the girl. “Oh dear, you deluded little thing. If you have to announce you’re on people’s radars, you’re really not. No, I do not. Only ones who annoy me and don’t try to convince me that they’re important. Or make judgments about me and this town I have been loyal to for centuries before this irritating little girl even existed.”

“Funny that you call me deluded, I approached you with the intent of having a pleasant conversation; I complimented your party and for some reason-- we’ll blame it on the fact you’re a spoiled, rich girl or that you must be intimidated by me-- you flew into some self absorbed rant. Now that doesn’t seem like something a mature and elegant lady like yourself should be doing.” Adira snatched a flute of champagne off a passing tray. Her anger turned to amusement as she began to find the argument immensely stupid, she had expected more of this Lady Claudia. “Someone might think your good Samaritan act is exactly that.”

“I don’t think you are. You’re too forward and talking to me like you’ve known me for years,” he shook his head at her comment. “You don’t even know me. I’m 27 years old, I care about my town and my coven.” Cailan crossed his arms. “I don’t know you, you’re a stranger in our town. If you’re up to something, you should see the mothers.”

“Well I’ve clearly stepped on your toes and I’m finished here so I’ll leave.” As she turned around, shoes still swinging at her side, she added under her voice, “Have fun basking in the feeling of Death, Cailan.” With that she disappeared back into the forest.

Tomas raised a brow, he didn’t like what she was insinuating and he didn’t like people knowing his information. “And why would you like to know? I don’t see how that’s of any consequence.”

“Curiosity,” She responded simple. The fact he was being elusive about the question was enough to lead her to believe he had been there for quite some time-- longer then a lifetime even. “If you really don’t want to answer that’s fine, just know whatever age you might be it won’t lessen your attraction in my eyes.” Adira topped her sentence off with a smirk and a sly wink. “If I were wishing to find out more about this place, where would you recommend I go?”

Cailan half laughed. “No? I don’t even know you. I’m not going to go to the coven and say hey, this girl I just met…” He shook his head, he was protective of his town. “I’m not going to tell you those things. You want to talk to them, you reach out properly.”

“I was joking,” Partly. “You seem to be a rather serious person for some as young and handsome as you.” She hummed impishly before continuing. “I would think you’d want me to go talk to the Mothers, seeing as you are so unsure about me yourself.”

“Most witches in this town are a part of it.” He paused. “Have you never been in a coven before? It’s your standard coven meeting. The mother’s keep a tight ship. They know most things that go on in this town. And you’re on their ground now.” 

“I have, when I was growing up I was in my families coven, but they were a breed all their own.” Adira looked back on her time with her family; they were all dark magic users, consorting with spirits and demons regularly-- Hell, Adira was conceived with the whole purpose to be a vessel for one them. She would be surprised if the coven here were practicing such things. “It seems the coven has amassed quite the army of witches, most of the people I met have been magic users.”

Claudia gave a laughed, unable to hold it in. “Oh, how hilarious. So innocent of you to think I cared about impressing you.” Her eyes barely scanned the girl. “My parties are always impressive. But, darling. You’re not even on my radar.”

Adira’s smile tightened, her ire was stoked by the others comments. “Than who are you trying to impress, the town? Now that is hardly an accomplishment,” She responded with a small giggle of her own, however there was nothing friendly about the sound. “I’ve got to say it seems I’m on everyone else’s radar I’ve met, do you usually disregard strangers so easily? You seem far less protective of this town than everyone else.”

“I’m a supernatural. I’ve lived here my whole life. No,” he half laughed. “I’m aware of this world, I embrace feeling it around me.” He nodded. “Yeah, been in the coven since birth. What the coven won’t like is a random witch snooping around their town.”

Adira couldn’t help but smile at his comment, she considered herself one of the nosiest witches around. “Perhaps you’d put in a good word for me?” She smirked, giving him a playful smile that reached the apples of her cheeks. “What are the names of the Mother’s to your coven? I suppose I should introduce myself to them.”

Tomas chuckled, letting the witch’s hand drop to her side. “Of course, I have been a tour guide many times.” He laughed once again. “I believe i already said, my whole life.” 

Adira nodded in agreement before loosely folding her arms. “For some people that could mean a very long time though, I simply want to know how long that would be for you,” She probed with a smile.