What are you looking for?

A soft laugh was offered as a reply, before a nod and the assurance of his presence later that night. They couldn’t speak much longer before being interrupted by the bell, rushing them to go to their own classes. 

“Yes, I know a.... what? No, it’s not Royce.” Frowning expression, Luke tried to not sound like he was lying. He wasn’t, anyway; he did know a super. the fact that it was himself was a small detail. “He’s... an old friend of mine, from school. We kept in touch, and he discovered a while ago that he has powers too. He’s not too known because he isn’t in the saving people business yet, but he definitely has powers, I saw it.” At least it worked. Sloane did seem more interested, even if it looked like she wasn’t completely buying it yet. Luke could only imagine how she would react if she knew he was a super himself. 

@perfectdisastcr // Luke & Sloane

There was a certain satisfaction in making the other woman smile ( as mocking as her grin could’ve been ), a feeling that only grew when he realized she agreed to show him around. It made Gabriel feel that he was doing something right. “Should I? Feel like a big shot, I mean.” There was a small laugh followed by a more honest and less joking shrug, as he thought about his relationship with his uncle. “We don’t see each other much. And this is my first time in the town since I’m five, so if there’s any favoritism towards my surname I haven’t lived it yet.” Gabriel knew that his uncle was a sort of politician, but he never thought much about it. Thanking her for her advice and her agreement to guide him, he started following her with his hands in the pockets’ of his jacket. “I didn’t know my uncle was an active part of the town, if it’s worth anything.” He didn’t use the word ‘important’ on propose, feeling like it was too despotic. 

❝ there’s a hole in my soul. ❞ -- For Grace !!

Low chuckle came from the back of her throat as Bianca heard the guy’s question. Why did people dislike her? “They tend to see me as a bit...” like an asshole “Hostile.” Small shrug to indicate that she would leave it up to him to decide if they were right or not. Even if what he was saying was true, people judged her for what she did and what she continued doing, not just by her behavior in the past but also in the present. “As long as you don’t rat me out, I think I don’t have anything to worry about. And you seem mildly trustworthy, so I’ll take my chances.” What Bianca had her doubts about was handling him her phone, and she clearly hesitated before eventually taking it out and handing it over to him. It wasn’t like she was accepting to go on a date with a stranger; she had just offered to walk him to the Academy, it was nothing more. 

Honest smile graced his lips as he heard Veronica’s reply, classy as ever ( was there anything Veronica Lodge did that wasn’t classy? Doubtful. ) Walking with her through the halls of the school, Matthew had to give it to her; Veronica’s life was pretty chaotic, and she did seem to handle it flawlessly. Kudos to her for that.  

Did she trust Jake? Of course she did, he was her friend. He could do some messed up things at times, but never going beyond a prank that maybe got too far. Not killing someone. There seemed to be a big distance between one thing and the other. “No, of course not, I mean, we don’t even know if what you have over yourself is... Is it blood?” Had he checked? Emma couldn’t recall. They had been so caught up with getting out of there, avoiding the police, talking about a... professor, for some reason, that they had barely any time to think about any of that logically. “I know you didn’t do it, I’m just wondering why would someone spray-paint the word ‘killer’ in your car.” Maybe it was just someone pranking Jake. Or maybe iit had been the killer, to throw people off and use Jake as a scapegoat. The killer. Jake was right, she had seen someone, extremely suspicious, earlier in the woods. Maybe it was better to just get inside the house and think about all of that once they were safe. Thinking about those things made Emma feel the chilly air of the night more intensely. 

He had never been with an herbalist before. It was an awful way to think about future romantic interests, but it was the first thing that came to Gabriel’s mind, and it was true; he tended to be around witches and warlocks of the higher society, and everyone knew most of them preferred more prestigious classes, such as necromancy or demonology. It seemed exactly like the type of comment that would make Finn’s cheek turn that lovely shade of red he had discovered to find so appealing, but Gabriel decided that it would be a little too much, even for him. Instead, he politely smiled, an easy laugh coming from his lips from his comment. It seemed so easy to be in a good mood near Finn. Before he could realize, an hour had flown by, and Gabriel had downed two drinks. “Well, it’s getting late, and I wouldn’t want to... keep you. Someone like you must have lots of important things to do a Tuesday night.” The fact that he looked at Finn’s lips the whole time he was speaking definitely sent mixed signals, but surprisingly enough Gabriel didn’t know if it would be the right time to make a move. Sure, he seemed interested, and it’s not like he lacked the confidence, but Finn also seemed extremely shy, and Gabriel didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. Maybe it would be better to just wait to a second date.  

“Are you saying that Ivy Leagues don’t consider ‘secret bar managment’ as an extracurricular?” Matthew joked back, as they walked down the hall. Even if he didn’t whisper, Matthew was sure to not scream the fact that Veronica was in charge of a bar where there were some activities that weren’t completely... legal. Better be safe than sorry, right? The last thing he needed was to get Ronnie in trouble for not being careful enough while joking. 

Bianca wasn’t running through the halls, but she was definitely walking as quickly as possible. Crashing into someone else seemed something inevitable, the books she was carrying falling to the floor and making a little obvious why she was going that fast. She had permission to have those books, about Lilith and White magic, but then why was she walking so fast?  Bianca was about to apologize, when she realized exactly who had she stumbled upon. Shit. “Faustus. Long time no see.” Ever since the classes had started again Bianca had done everything possible to avoid him. Trying to divert the attention from the books laying on the floor as she picked them up seemed to be the best idea to avoid any unpleasant situations. “Have you abused your power as a Head Boy yet, or are you waiting for a special occasion?” Even if her words were as sharp as before the whole incident, there was something in her tone, and the way that Bianca avoided his eyes a little that showed how wasn’t nearly as aggressive as before the winter break. 

“What?” Emma tried to make sense of Jake’s words, but nothing of what he was saying seemed rational. “You told me Brooke and Riley left the party when we first found each other after the blackout. Why would they be with... What would Mr. Burke be doing here? Are you sure you saw that?” Emma didn’t want to tell Jake that he was imagining things, not after he had shown that he believed her when Emma told him about the killer in the woods, but for an odd reason, a killer somehow made more sense than the scene he was describing. When did their lives turn into that, where a killer with a bloody knife stalking them seemed more rational than seeing Brooke and Riley in a car in the road? But it wasn’t that what didn’t make sense. It was Brooke cheating on Jake what sounded irrational, especially in that situation.