𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚.

( jessie mei li. non-binary, she/they, animal love i + charlene kaye. ) that’s DOROTHEA "THEA" LIN hanging in that gang of friends? i heard they’re a part of the LICHEN pack. rumor has it they’re TWENTY-FOUR years old. currently, they’re posing as a BARTENDER at THE WOLF’S EYE, and during dark you can always find them going home to THE BRONX by SUBWAY. (deanna, 26, she/her, est)

“I LOATHE anything sweet.” Except fruit maybe, she liked the feeling healthy part of it. Candy or sickingly sweet pastries though ? Definitely not for her. She almost lets out a laugh at the very unnecessary compliment because honestly, she’s just glad she got rid of them. “No, thank you.” Sugar really was the devil, the way it just controlled people. She hums in confusion when the intelligible words bubble past the other’s lips before she finally places them together. “Dylan. You really don’t have to remember it in order to thank me or something, we’re good.”

HE ATTEMPTS TO KEEP THE COOKIES OUT OF REACH. “That’s because I don’t do days off.” He doesn’t remember the last time he had a full twenty-fours where he didn’t have anything work related to do. If it wasn’t for the bar, it was for the council. “Did you really just ask me about that?” He quirks an eyebrow. He won’t acknowledge the fact that it has been a while, with how hectic and insane things have been. At the mention of the cookies, he takes another one. “One less cookie for you.”

A vague spark of recognition registers in Percy’s brain as she takes a seat across from the person. She crosses her legs and rests her sketch pad upon them. “You don’t have to move at all,” says Percy, knowing that’ll make her job all that much easier. She frowns as she begins sketching out familiar features. “Do I know you from somewhere?”

“ PROBABLY NOT, ”   thea says immediately, although they know it’s likely not true. they recognize the girl too, but it’s not like thea gets out much—where could she even know her ?   “ you don’t go to fordham, do you ?   or live in the bronx ? ”

“No, Thea, I couldn’t!” Anthony stammered now. “As soon as he did it, he just sped off and disappeared. And then I look like a dumbass for chasing a nobody down an alley. Today is just not my fucking day!” 

With that, Anthony left out a huff. “Nevermind that, though. How are you doing?”

“ DO YOU MEAN DISAPPEARED LIKE, literally disappeared ?   out of thin air ?   or did you just fuckin’ lose him ? ”   they ask, eyebrows narrowing a bit. with this city, she wouldn’t be surprised if they houdini’d out of nowhere.   “ if someone punches me, i’m going after them. sounds lazy, ”   thea comments her unsolicited opinion. they shrug.   “ fine. i look better than you, not that it’s hard. ”

makara nods, finally putting the pieces together. since coming back, she was all over the place when it came to seeing everyone && even making new friends. cause.. she still wasn’t quite sure when she would be leaving or if she was completely staying. taking the drink and putting the straw to her lips, taking a quick sip before responding. “part of the eclipse pack… years ago. i’m makara.” saying with a curt nod. 

LIPS PURSE FOR A MOMENT, and thea wonders just how well this woman knows james if she’s not even from their pack. but it’s not like james has anything against the eclipse pack, judging from his friends and employees.   “ you know beck, then ? ”   she asks, wondering just how long YEARS ago was.   “ he used to work here. ”

aiyana stood awkwardly for a moment , cursing under her breath towards herself. eyes then going back to the other, she gave a reassuring nod of her head. “i’m okay.. honestly. just one of those days. – i’m aiyana by the way, usually i’m not like this…” figuring the small talk would alleviate the awkwardness. 

“ HUNGOVER ? ”   thea guesses, with a nod like she understands. she does, sort of.   “ thea. ”   they’re not really one for small talk, but the woman was hot. sue her.   “ i guess that’s why you need the caffeine, huh ? ”

beck does a literal stumble for a moment and when he noticed thea, he sighs and goes back to popping a piece of gum. like it was enough to hide the smell of scotch seeping from his pores. he keeps going, pretending not to have heard the woman. it lasts for just a moment, drunken tongue unable to keep quiet.

“go away, thea.” he mumbled, weary and tired from the day he’d had.

“ WHAT, AM I NOT ALLOWED TO TALK TO YOU ? ”   they scoff, doing the opposite of going away. instead thea follows him until she’s caught up, wrinkling her nose as the stench of alcohol hits her.   “ jesus, are you trashed, or did you just take an alcohol bath ? ”

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Thankfully it’s a quiet afternoon and there’s not many people to notice what’s in her hands. Alsı knows this isn’t the ideal place, but it was the nearest and warmest place she can think of on her way home. “I found a cat eating out the dumpster behind my work! I couldn’t just leave them there.” she says as she walks up to the bar area. She’s cradling the cat in her arms like a child. It’s loosely wrapped up in her coat that she’d taken off to keep the cat warm and it seems content in her arms. “What should I do? Is there a cat shelter around here?” she asks the other for advice as she looks a little lost holding the cat.

“ DUDE, DO WE LOOK LIKE A CAT SHELTER ? ”   she stares incredulously at the cat, before laughing.   “ you know this is, like, a bar, right ? ”   james would immediately send the woman and the cat packing, but what did thea care ?   it was the most interesting thing to happen all evening.   “ but i don’t know, truthfully i’ve never picked up a dumpster cat before and tried to save it. we have wifi, if you wanna look it up. that thing probably has fleas, you know. ”

EH, NOT HIS FAVORITE. “eh, it wasn’t my favorite.” he states honestly before laughing as he sees the expression on Thea’s face. “I’m not much of a tea person.” he smiles, what could be better than hanging out with a friend, right? “Don’t act like that doesn’t make you a little happy hm?”  he smirks “my company.” he can’t imagine being here alone for hours. He’d rather spend it with someone. “Good thing I have money.” he lets out a light laugh. “We can play game loser buys drinks.”

“ IT’S NOT MADE WITH TEA, ”   she laughs.   “ it’s just what it’s called. it’s just jameson and peach schnapps, and some sour mix. your taste buds are shot. ”   they start cleaning up the made they made, making herself a drink while she’s at it.   “ no comment, ”   thea says sweetly.   “ what kinda game are you talking about ? ”

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“YEAH, YEAH. And I know it’s yours, too,” he points out, reaching to take the box of cookies from them. “Thanks.” He gives them a small smug grin. Now he’s going to hoard the cookies. He shakes his head when she refers to the council meeting as a cult. It’s not the first or second time she says that, but it amuses him all the same. “No, it’s not how I spend my days off.” He scoffs at her suggestion. “Maybe I shouldn’t.”

Status: Closed With: De, Choose Your Fighter

“And before you know it,” Anthony couldn’t stop his rambling. “I turn a corner around my apartment building, and some jackass spun around and punched me in the face!”

“shit – sorry.” aiyana moves out of the others way, taking in a deep breath to calm her nerves. “i already ordered, i was just having a moment…” she trails off awkwardly. “go ahead,” motioning the woman. 

“ IT’S FINE, ”   she mumbles, moving up in line. eyes watch the other for a moment, trying to assess if they should say anything, before eventually deciding for it.   “ you good, lady ? ”

Percy approaches  the person awkwardly, her sketchbook tucked under her arm. “Hey, is it alright if I draw you? I’ve gotta get a couple of sketches done for a class, and you’re like the only person here that’s even remotely interesting to look at.” (@duskstart​)

THEA’S EATING AN APPLE UNDER A TREE AT CENTRAL PARK, eyes squinting up to look at the person who approached. they seem familiar, but she can’t exactly place why.   “ me ? ”   they asks, after swallowing a bit of apple, hand on their chest. she can’t tell if the girl is serious, or trying to hit on her.   “ ah, sure. go ahead. as long as i don’t have to move. ”

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. 

“ 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 ?

“just a double shot of whiskey – i believe it was jameson.” saying as she sits down in one of the stools at the bar. the soft smile on her face appeared once more. obviously the way she had just approached the woman was a tad bit… unconventional. “thea.” she says her name, more so to herself. “are you related to james?” she knew james before she left, remembering that he had a sibling && knew somewhat of the family dynamic. “don’t worry – i’m not some entitled hunter or someone looking for vengeance.” adding before tilting her head towards her. 

THEA CRINGES A BIT AT THE ORDER, only because jameson is her least favorite whiskey, but makes the drink anyway. looking up at the name of their brother, she hesitates for a moment before nodding.   “ you mean the owner ?   yeah, he’s my brother. ”   she’s not sure if she’s asking in a werewolf way or a normal person way, but the woman now has her attention. placing the drink in front of the woman, thea can only snort.   “ i’d hope you’re not a werewolf, werewolf hunter, ”   she says quietly enough for just them to hear. thea can smell the wolf on her, even in this form.   “ were you part of the pack or something ? ”   she didn’t look familiar.