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( adeline rudolph. cisfemale. she/her. i can’t handle change & r.o.a.r. ) well, would you look at hana mun this year? i believe they have been training for twenty-one of their twenty-six years of life. this makes them a high hunter in their family, but they’re also pretty good at archery. when dusk falls, you can usually find them heading home to queens by subway.  ( cassidy. 25. she/her. cst. )

here is my new hunter baby! under the cut is the jist of her bio but if you would like to know more, please click the source link for her intro! as always, like this post if you’d like a connection or to plot with her xo // @duskintro

tw: death/murder mention

“Great” she said as she starts walking gesturing for them to walk with her. “have you ever visited Amsterdam?” she asks and all though the question sounds like it’s come out of know where, its Hana’s comment about walking in New York city that has her thinking back to her time there.

hana followed her, picking up her pace so it was quick enough to catch up to her in order to walk with her side by side. she looked at anna, eyes raised with mild curiosity. “yes,” she said, nodding her head. “my uncle and i visited when i was a teenager.” in all honesty, she had followed her uncle there on a mission that he’d been on, but the other didn’t need to know that. “i liked it.” what she’d seen of it. she’d traveled the world and yet, she felt she had seen nothing of it. 

“ SO THAT’S A NO, ”   thea snorts, though unsurprised. she can only assume the coworkers in question are men, in which case she can’t exactly blame hana for the comment. there’s a small nod as she’s given the cashier’s name, lips curling into a smirk when the question gets thrown back at them.   “ i mean, if you’re offering, sure, ”   they’re quick to combat, without really thinking about it. but if a pretty girl is offering their number, who is thea to say no ?

hana smirked in amusement, neither confirming nor denying her allegations, because while what she was saying was true, she wasn’t going to be caught talking smack about her coworkers if one so happened to come by during the time that she was doing so. raising her eyebrow, she laughed softly, nodding once. she moved and took a sticky note from the desk, grabbing a pen and writing her number down along with her name. “here,” she said, offering it to the other. “hopefully you’ll actually use it.” she smirked and brought her hand back. “and your order is ready to go. it should be in in about a week or so. if not, call the store.” 

There were times where Dorian was being real, it wasn’t that he pretended to be someone else. However, his true personality was hidden, in pieces separated, scattered. Was he good? bad? guess it depended on the person opposite him, he could lie, but he do so for good reason. Hana was not one of those people that he would say he could mess around with. (both as a friend or even more) , she mattered. He could easily shut himself down, act as if the people around him were nothing but bodies, he found Hana to be the calm waters before a storm, she could perfectly destroy anything in her path, but she controlled the speed of the wind. Of her force, so listening, was something he did when he wanted to hear. he could sense a slight skip in her heartbeat, but wasn’t sure if it was because the subject was touchy. He wouldn’t blame her. “If I died today, would you miss me?” he states flatly, not quite what she would expect—then again he didn’t expect to even ask. why did he want to know? he had a piece to hold onto, such as her heart beating to know she was alive. “I know I don’t, but I do.. “ he then takes a piece of the lemon cake, eating it before drinking his coffee. “Walking you home like a perfect gentleman would be reason enough.” he smiles at her.

hana raised an eyebrow at him, wondering where the hell that question had come from. she wasn’t sure if he was being serious or not, only because conversations with dorian didn’t seem to ever grow serious in nature. however, the look on his face told her otherwise. if she could read minds, she would use the power to try and figure out what he was thinking. “of course,” she said, her voice quiet as she licked her lips and bit down on her lower lip. she looked down to her cake, picking off a piece and popping it into her mouth for something to do. she chewed while he stole another piece of her dessert. “walking me home, huh?” she asked, smirking as she looked back at him. “are you trying to get me to bring you back to my place, pierce? i didn’t think you’d put out on the first date,” she teased, stepping back from the seriousness of their conversation and turning back to an area that was comfortable for them - easy flirting. 

“ HUH. ”   she looks back at the girl, blinking at her for a moment.   “ you’re pretty smart. ”   spoken like a fact, not a question.   “ is that a requirement for people who work in book stores ? ”   the question makes thea smirk slightly, as if hana’s actually asking for her number.   “ thea lin, ”   they tell her, holding their gaze, as she rattles off her phone number too.   “ what’s your name ? ”

she laughed softly. “i appreciate that,” she tells the other, because it was true. hana enjoyed compliments, and she especially enjoyed ones that had nothing to do with her appearance. “i don’t know. i’d have to ask my boss. though, i will admit that some of my coworkers barely pass that credential, if there is one.” she typed in the girl’s name, followed by the phone she provided, staring at the screen as she did. “hana,” she told her, turning and giving the other a slight smile. “want my phone number too?” she teased. 

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Did she really want to go there? to discuss something that she didn’t want to touch the subject of. Especially since he knew she didn’t want to hear it in the first place. But, she wanted this topic to continue. “Life is fragile, even for a hunter.” his voice almost a whisper. Tomorrow was never guaranteed. He wasn’t saying she was fragile, but life can easily be taken now a days. “Would I ever have to worry?, no, you pretty much take care of yourself. Doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy that sound.” he watched as she took a piece of the lemon cake. Eyes focused on her. Could what he said implied that it was because of her, or at least the knowing just by listening to a heartbeat that she was alive? sure, but he wasn’t going to go into detail. Hana could take that however she wanted. “Why? are you going buy me a cookie?” he states with a smile.

it had taken her quite a bit of time to move past the teaching her uncle had given her, the idea that all supernatural creatures were bad or evil. more than not, she had been proven otherwise. dorian, for example, continuing to disprove her upbringing. but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t still wary around most of them, only because it is really hard to change what you had always known. and despite her discomfort, she couldn’t help the slight tightening of her heart when he said things like he just did. she hoped the beating of her heart stayed the same, as not to alert him. “i’ll continue to repeat it until you figure it out, but you don’t need to worry about me,” she reminded him gently, smiling at him fondly. she shrugged her shoulders. “perhaps. if you do something to deserve it.” 

silas couldn’t help the grin that graced his face when she responded. “i guess i’ll just have to go with the pretty face option then.” his tone was somewhat sarcastic as he crossed his arms. “either way, facade or not – would you wanna get drinks sometime?” he needed more people in the city to hangout with. 

“that is your right as an american citizen,” she teased further, shrugging her shoulders with an amused smile on her face. of course, she hadn’t been kidding about his face. it was a rather pretty one, after all. raising an eyebrow at his question, she nodded her head slowly. “sure,” she told him, moving to take her phone out of her purse and open up the contact app. she turned her phone toward him and nodded down toward it. “make sure you put your name as silas “pretty face” whatever your last name is.” 

“Please, I’ll hold my hands up to the occasional theft but murder? That’s not in my repertoire. When it comes to crime I am a one trick pony.” she smiles as she jokes with them. “My apartment isn’t too far, if you don’t mind a short walk.”

“touche,” she said, holding up her hands with an amused smile on her face. little did the other know that hana herself definitely had murder in her repertoire, but she hadn’t done so in a very long time. “this is new york city. of course i don’t mind the walk,” she teased.

     GABRIEL’S NOT ONE TO OPEN UP TO PEOPLE, and it hasn’t always been like this. or at least, never as bad. as the big brother, he had been used to be the one that people would go to. now he isn’t sure exactly what to do. he sighs, setting the towel to the side as he looks over to hana. “i just have a hard time around this time of year,” he begins, and he runs a hand through his hair, tousling it as he did so. “it’s about to be three years, and i still just… i don’t know.” he stops himself, shaking his head. it’s difficult for him to express himself, especially about this. 

hana watched gabriel gently, more so than she ever did with anyone else. her uncle had never taught her to be gentle with people, but she found that it was easy, especially when she cared about the other person like she did gabriel. “i’m sorry,” she said softly, moving to get closer to him, leaning against the counter with the small of her back pressed against the edge of it. “you shouldn’t be so hard on yourself about feeling like you need to ‘get over’ what happened. from someone who knows better, you can’t get over it. you can only... learn to live with it.” 

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Anna gets it - it’s kind of the same situation for her too. She’s pretty sure the only reason she managed to get an invite to the elite party was because of her connections within her coven. “I see, well since you’re not all mopey in mourning like everyone else, do you fancy a drink with me? I may have some how ended up with a bottle from her collection in my hand still when i left the place” she shrugs  innocently at the admission of theft.

hana thought about it for a moment, turning to look at her phone to see what time it was. she didn’t have to be at her shift at the bookstore for hours now, so she had time. she shrugged. “sure,” she said, nodding her head, ignoring the fact they would be drinking stolen wine. “unless you’re planning to take me home to axe murder me? know that that wouldn’t end well for you.” 

“ LIKE COAL ? ”   thea asks, the first thing to come to mind. apparently her knowledge on rocks was smaller than she thought. thea read out her address from the bronx—well, her brother’s address, but it was still hers until she got a place to herself. which at the rate she’s going, wasn’t looking promising.

“sort of,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. “but coal is... rough, and it gets all over the place. and it’s dull. obsidian is smooth and shiny. it’s made from lava,” she tells her, to keep the conversation going. she wasn’t sure that this other girl really cared but she continued on with it anyway. she put the address in and started the order. “name and phone number?” she asked, meeting the other’s eyes again. 

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“No comment.” he teases, it was rather nice to have someone who was confident, more people needed to be. He appreciated that, because that meant she was forward in most things. He sighed at her comment, knowing she that any mention of supernatural and that was a sore subject “relax, it’s the way I know you’re still alive and breathing.” and it was. He could at least hear it, and know, not in the sense to taunt her. Moving to take a piece of the cake, he ate it, not really one for Lemon flavored sweets. “Hmm, this is quite nice.” he smiles “though I do like their chocolate chip cookies too.”

“and you’re worried i’ll suddenly drop dead at a given moment?” she asked despite herself, raising an eyebrow curiously. she’d been the one who wanted to move on from this part of the conversation and now she’d decided she wanted to continue it; though, that was her prerogative. “how mundane,” hana teased, bringing the treat back to herself and taking another piece off, plopping it into her mouth as she happily chewed and swallowed it once more. “but i’ll have to remember that for next time.” 

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“uh, no – i grew up here actually and moved around quite a bit. left the city when i was seventeen.” responding, thinking of how much the moving caused him to not really have a stable… anything it seemed. but it was for the good of the family. he nodded, glad that she was understanding… granted he didn’t know, but she made that clear. “nice to meet you hana.” saying as he took her hand and shook it, giving a smile towards her. “you’re a lot nicer than most people i run into.” he jokes. 

hana nodded her head in understanding. she’d moved around too, with her uncle, around europe. she wouldn’t be able to tell anyone where her “home” was, only because she had stayed in so many different places, she hadn’t been able to grow roots. nyc had been the first place that had been hears. she smiled back at him. “it’s a facade,” she teased, giving him a smirk. “or maybe i’m just always nice to a pretty face.” she waved her hand in his direction, moving to tuck her hand back into her jacket pocket. 

“Texas, a small town outside of Dallas.” He responds, thinking of how he was just glad it was the last time that the family would be moving. Moving to three different states in the span of six years… was a lot for any family. “It’s okay,” saying before he lowered his had as she spoke of her family, he felt bad for prying now. “Wow.. I uh, I am so sorry.” Scrambling to find words, tempted to tell her he understood since had just lost his father a year ago. “I literally just met you && I’m asking about heavy stuff.” Adding as he shook his head, putting his hands in his pockets. “I’m Silas by the way.” 

hana hummed in acknowledgement. she’d never been to texas herself, not seeing how she would have any true reason to actually go there, but she’d heard much about it. “did you grow up there too?” she asked, tilting her head in curiosity. she waved her hand in nonchalance. she’d spent plenty of years using the trauma of losing her parents to her benefit. she didn’t need to do that anymore. “it’s okay,” she promised. “well, not okay they’re dead. but okay because you didn’t know.” she smiled at him, reaching out and offering him her hand. “hana,” she responded, waiting for him to take her outstretched offering.

     GABRIEL GUESSES HE SHOULD HAVE CANCELLED ON HANA, wanting to mope around by himself instead of seeing anyone. he knows he shouldn’t be projecting, but it’s difficult. “i’m always uptight,” he mutters, looking up from what he was doing in the kitchen. he knows she can’t argue with that. “there’s just a lot on my mind, that’s all. i get through it.”

“you’re not,” she pointed out, sighing as she moved her hair over her shoulder and out of her face. standing up, she moved to lean against the counter of his kitchen, her arms crossing over her chest. hana watched him for a long moment, giving her an expectant expression. “we’re friends, gabriel. you can talk to me,” she urged. “what’s going on?”

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“and you’re confident too.” he states with a wink. it was comical yes, she wasn’t wrong, a few visuals have run through his mind. Did she really care about the fact that she was stood up? he wondered, seeing that she was looking at her phone. But as quickly as the thought came, it went. Dorian wouldn’t apply anything serious to it anyway. “of course.” he states closing his eyes for few minutes “and that heart is pumping so delightfully.” he smirks in reply before looking at the lemon cake. “why thank you, you first.” he says as he waits for her to take the first piece. 

“and why should i not be?” hana asked, raising an eyebrow at him with a smirk on her face. she had been raised by her uncle, who was a tad narcissistic, but that didn’t mean that she didn’t learn how to value her own worth. hana scrunched her nose up, shaking her head at him. “don’t do that,” she warned, because while she wasn’t the worst hunter out there, there was still parts of her that were uneasy around supernatural individuals. sighing, she reached forward and took a piece off, popping it in her mouth. she hummed, closing her eyes happily. “so good,” she said after she swallowed. 

THEA JUST STARES AT THE GIRL FOR A MOMENT, not sure how said old man with a penthouse relates to her situation.   “ whatever, ”   she finally says, not unkindly, just wanting to move on from this ridiculous conversation.   “ what kinda rock is that ? ”   thea had been joking when she asked about the rock, but of course she knew different types of rocks.   “ yeah, you think ? ”   there’s a small snort, because the brunette wasn’t exactly hiding it.   “ not exactly my choice. but that’s fine, i can give you my address. ”   it was much too far to come all the way here again, just to pick up some books she doesn’t even want.

hana laughed softly, looking down at the computer and back up to the girl. “it’s... shiny and black,” she tells the other, because there wasn’t much else to describe it as. she continued smirking at the computer as she continued typing. “okay, cool,” she said, nodding her head. she looked up, meeting the other’s eyes. “i’m ready when you are,” she offered.