beautiful disaster

@lapomerets

It had been a couple days since he had gotten the approval on the application for his own apartment. No more staying in his dad’s guesthouse. It had grown even more weirder when his dad chose duty and abandoned ship.  Not to mention being home made him feel weird when it came to Winter. He always felt like his father and family of hunters judged him while he stayed there.

The apartment was bare because he hadn’t had time to move most furniture items in. He had busied himself putting some homemade Enchiladas in the oven before he texted Winter the address and to come over. Lukas had a surprise for her too, because he had made her a set of keys to the apartment too. In case she ever felt the need to escape and he was out hunting.

The time felt like it dragged on for hours until he heard the knock on his door. He peeked through the peephole and tossed open the door. Sending the scent of freshly made enchiladas out the door towards her. He beamed down to her and stepped backwards into the apartment so she had room to enter in. 

“Hey Win, what do you think? Not a bad place, right?” 

Things had been on edge in the city recently, her mother was on edge as was Lukas’ family. It seemed the whole city was at a stand still and any slight breeze could tip it all over. She spent a lot of her time away from the city as much as she could. Or with Lukas when she was able to sneak away with him. The man was her best friend, maybe more, she wasn’t sure what they were right now. Another thing that was on an edge in her life. She knew which way she hoped it would fall, but there wasn’t any way for her to know until push came to shove. 

Winter was excited for him, he was getting his own place and he was excited. His emotions were contagious. They always were.  

When her phone went off she knew it was from him, the only other person who would be texting her was her mother and she was at work today. After getting address she was happy to head over. Flying was faster than any other method they had and it was the most freeing feeling in the world. She’d offer to let Lukas fly, a little fae magic and he’d be able join her in the sky for a little while. But she was still hesitant on the supernatural aspects of who she was. 

When the door opened she grinned, “Your own place!” She followed him inside, looking around and letting the scent of the food hit her stomach. “You’re awful for keeping your cooking abilities from me for so long you know that right?” Looking around again she nodded, “I like it. But do you like it?”

      Roger barked out a laugh at his brother.   “ You’ve lived here for twenty-one years. If you don’t know how to get around the subways yet, that’s on you. I’m not going let the poor tourist accidentally end up in Bay Ridge.  Now do you know where we’re going, or do you need me to navigate ? “    He figured they could both use a break from their neighborhood and do something fun in the city – Asher was certainly excited, the toddler looking around at the subway station from his stroller.

“What if I want to go to Bay Ridge?” He moved around to the front of the stroller and let his nephew grab his finger, “I’m bored. Was actually just coming to see what you were doing, and the baby.” He made a face at Asher before looking back up at Rodger. “I’ve... run out of things to do.”

felix was one of the reasons why humans and the human cops had no idea what was going on. not only did felix solve cases but they also shielded the truth from the humans. “ i was there till the end , “ felix admitted. everything had happened so quickly. the fire. the earthquake. getting their family & pack members to safety. their feelings were still incredibly fresh. “ we all got out safely. “ a few injuries here and there. nothing they couldn’t heal from. “ a lot of the younger kids left before everything happened. “ 

“I wish I could have helped...” Winter looked down at her hands, “Not... that I would really be that much help.” Her helplessness was what brought them together. Her needing to be saved. “I’m glad you’re not hurt. You’re the big hero here, imagine if it was up to me to save you. Unless you really need a popsicle or ice sculpture I’m not sure how much I can do. ” It wouldn’t make them feel better she knew that, there was too much happening and too much that was all on their shoulders. But if she could make Felix smile a little she’d count it as a win. “I left too. I didn’t even know it happened.” It was good that she had, she couldn’t count on them to save her again. Couldn’t keep counting on people to save her. 

      “ Where in Brooklyn are you looking to go ? “   he asked the man, looking at the subway map despite knowing already where the lines went.    “ At this stop here, the F and M trains both go to Brooklyn, but they’re different directions. “

“Looking for Simone Durand actually.” He was one of the leaders, another part of a faction he didn’t quite fit in. He was in the middle of both and didn’t actually belong anywhere. But Simone was offering a little bit of connection to part of that world.

No wonder he looked so confused when she mentioned figure skaters. “Well, there’s a really famous korean figure skater who has exactly the same name as me.” She continued, “people who do know her always comment on it, so I’m kind of used to it.” She apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to confuse you…” 

“I get that, I’m a twin so I’m used the the whole ‘that’s not me’ thing.” He sometimes still got called Adrian by people. “I mean I was. But I’ve been confused over a lot more than that before.” He snorted. “You’re good.”

despite it being summer, mei was still in school taking a theatre course. she’s always loved baking so it only felt right to make some cookies for her class, only she over-baked and found herself with five boxes filled with cookies that she needed to get rid of. she saw a familiar face and rushed over to them, definitely looking ridiculous with all the tuppleware she was carrying, ❝ do you want a box of cookies? i promise they taste good and there’s a bunch of different flavors. ❞

“I’m all about free stuff." He didn’t know what kind of cookies they were but he’s not really that bothered about it. He’d almost eat anything that was handed to him, hopefully it didn’t end up being poisoned. “It’s not... poisoned or anything is it?” He had to ask. 

the night of the gala had come and gone, but the entirety of new york seemed to be feeling the repercussions of it still. even angelina - who had been no where near the sight of the party or it’s following tragedy - felt it. which is why she stood among the caution tape and charred skeleton of a building, hood up like that would make her any less conspicuous, eyes scanning. there was a feeling she got being there, a feeling of loss of life but also a feeling like a door opening. things were happening, and the little witch didn’t know what. however, a soft voice broke her from her thoughts, though she didn’t look over. “ i think that’s the worst part. ” among the ruins were cards, discarded and burned, pieces of a mystery no one had a lead to. “ so much is happening, but we’re not moving an inch. ” small hands went to the pouch pocket at the front of her sweater. “ kinda scares me, t’ be honest… ” that was the first time she admitted that out loud, a break in the usual bright facade. 

Not knowing anything. That was the story of Winter’s life. She didn’t know anything about herself for part of her life. “I’m used to not knowing things.” Eyes shifted from the scene in front of her to the woman, “Usually those things don’t... threaten everything.” They mostly just effected her, this was bigger than her. Bigger than any of them. “Not knowing scares you? Or... what?”

“exactly,” esée agreed with a nod as she looked around the bloodied floors before watching the fae from under her lashes. “a martyr ?” she snorted, rolling her eyes, “what kind of martyr murders two so called innocent humans ? they aren’t a martyr,”  esmée tsked, leaning down as she traced the blood on the floor. “no. they are trying something with us. they are planning something and i doubt it’s any good.”

“There are... extremists all over the world. They think they’re doing good when they’re not.” Cults were a good example but she didn’t know enough about it to use them. “Maybe they want... to not hide? And they think killing humans will make it better. I don’t know. There has to be people who think that somewhere.” 

@lapomerets

Silas’s shift had ran later than normal at Seabirds. He pulled off the paper captain hat and folded it to stick into his pocket. The sun had been setting over the overcast, but he still put on his sunglasses. Not wanting to be stopped by anyone he might know. He had started to walk around on foot, but got turned around somewhere.

He knew for a fact Adan and him normally didn’t cross paths on their way home.Yet as he dodged the tourists and other lost souls like himself through the streets he thought he spotted the familiar figure. Silas took off his sunglasses tucking them with the paper captain hat in his pockets. 

“ CHAVARRIA!” The young man called out with his hands cupped around his mouth to amplify the surname. “Wait up!”  He quickened his dodge through the pedestrians in his way until he was side by side with Adan. “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. Heading home already?”

He should go home, he’d gotten the rest of his things from Connie at the Godfrey house the other day so he should feel more at home. But everything felt empty to Adan. Nothing felt normal when he was alone. For so long it was he and Adrian, from birth it was the two of them. And he was still getting used to being without his twin. Almost four months. Still he felt he should be better at it. 

The voice that called out his name was familiar, he didn’t have to look to know it was Silas. It was much better for him if he didn’t look. Running his hand through his hair he looked back at the other man. “Avoiding home actually.” He laughed, nothing was funny but Silas made him laugh at stupid times. “You getting off work?”

“sorry to disappoint you, but i’m not the korean figure skater.” her name was just a name, but sometimes it carried more implications that she would like. whenever she introduced herself to others, they would comment that she had the same name as the famous figure skater. 

“I don’t know any figure skaters.” He laughed, “I’m not an athlete.” He’d only ever seen the olympics when it was on tv’s at restaurants or something when he was there. His life was always put to spell books.

            An eyeroll. ❝ It’s my place , I can talk as much as I want in it. That’s how it just is. As renowned poet Kellin Quinn Bostwick once said , ‘ If y’can’t hang , there’s the door. ’ ❞ He looks at Liam as he pauses the game and leans back , hands resting behind his head as he stares at the ceiling. It’s easy to tell he’s STILL thinking about this whole pizza guy thing , lost in his thoughts with wondering mocha hues before his lips part to ask , ❝ Maybe they’d send him if I specify. Y’know - ‘ send the cute one with the big green eyes ’ or somethin’ like that. Let me - Let me dream , okay ?? I’m LONELY. This is the best chance I got. ❞

“Yeah but if I leave you’ll be stuck talking to yourself. Then you’ll just be crazy.” Hiding from responsibilities was something Liam was by now an expert at that. Right now was down time however, he was free to do what he wanted at the moment. And apparently that was sitting here listening to Cyrus. “Hey there are plenty of fish in the sea right?” He looked towards him, a grin on his face, he thought he was funnier than he was. 

          BEDHEAD  STILL  IN  EFFECT  after  brushing  their  teeth,  washing  their  face  and  changing  into  something  more  respectable  than  just  their  bare  chest,  calvin  made  their  way  to  the  pub  to  collect  themselves  before  their  shift  started.  upon  settling  down  at  the  counter,  they  waved  over  the  bartender  to  ask  for  moonshine,  the  strong  scent  of  alcohol  under  their  nose  once  served  jostled  them  out  of  their  half-asleep  state  and  runs  a  hand  over  their  face,  currently  being  fussy  over  the  cigarettes  they  left  in  their  apartment.  peachy.  “  for  fucking  fuck’s  sake  —  shit.  ”  they  look  over  down  the  bar,  not  even  quite  sure  if  the  other  had  been  looking  at  them  before,  narrowing  their  eyes  in  distaste.  “  what  d’you  want  ?  ”

“You look like shit.” He hadn’t meant to say it, but he hadn’t meant to really be talking to the person anyway. Now he was. “Rough night or are you always so peachy?” Darius asked looking them over. “You looking for something?”

            tabitha gulped down her concerns, scared eyes focused on the b l o o d . she’d usually freak out at such a sight, she wasn’t used to dealing with any sort of violence in her rather sheltered existence. “ i can help you take care of that, if you’d like ? ” as afraid as she might be, she was still a l u x witch. if there was one thing she could do right, it would be healing and helping others.

He wasn’t sure about witches, usually he just healed on his own. Did what he had to, to avoid other people. But he was trying to be around more people, so accepting help was apparently part of that. “Is it bad enough that it needs it?” Probably. He’d been hit in the head with a fucking bottle. 

          “  luis ?  ”    voice is small  ,   laced with  WORRY  when she spots him  .   he doesn’t look good  -  and he usually really does !   will hover  ,   isn’t so sure of what to do with her body at the moment  .   should she help ?   would he even let her ?    “  what happened ?   it looks really  …  bloody  .   can i help ?  ”  

Mei. He hadn’t spoken to her since she basically rejected him. Heu was bitter, getting involved in any kind of way with humans was abad idea but he’d done it and ended screwed over. Luis wasn’t good at ignoring her though, he’d tried that before. “Ended up in the middle of people fighting. Still not sure how.”