to the core.

" please tell me you remember who I am. ” not feeling the need to say hello especially after learning about memories being taken away seemingly permanent. anyone she cared for not remembering would be far too painful to imagine; a small shake of the head, a brief sigh. “ either way, it’s good to see you here, magnus. ” smiling slightly, “ both you and alec. ”

enjoying an overly sweet treat hadn’t been on the agenda, but then again the colored haired girl never had much outside of auradon. all of the royal duties which luckily seemed to cease a smidgen before ending up in unfamiliar territory. “ where I come from, this stuff doesn’t exist. ” taking another scoop of frosting onto her finger.

zoe hart (hart of dixie)

the isle of the lost certainly was no picnic in the park, especially for those deemed as the top ranking villain children. luckily, the purple haired dragon had come into contact with people whom would be her gang; family. one in particular stood as the rock: evie, gosh what would she have done without her ?? actually, how did they manage to take a hot minute to become close ?? all in the past she supposed. “ I see you never gave up hope. ” tone rather monotonous, not too surprised with the blue haired girls optimism. the hug allowed a sense of normalcy to come back; maybe hope, a glimmer that maybe she wasn’t lost again. “ we’ve dealt with much worse. ” a brief grin, “ we got this, e ”

the institute underlying felt as though it had constricted itself to keep everyone in rather than get a taste of what the world was like. at least, that is what hushed tones would try and keep hidden while working away; as though she didn’t notice. the downside to it, there had been a small part that agreed a little until a little fiery girl came in to shake everything up for the shadow world. and yet, the raven haired huntress had found herself behind a stool with elbows pressed against a booze covered table. no longer with an institute or wicked adventures involving her skilled weapon expertise.  “ if you don’t know how to make it, I can come behind the bar and teach you a thing or two. ” a flirtatious grin only to achieve getting something faster rather than explaining it by detail. a low huff escaped before she found herself doing a double take - by the angel. without so much as a word, her body found itself slowly weaving through people before standing face-to-face with a look alike. no, this had to be a trick. “ who are you ?? ” serious tone, preparing to activate the snake bracelet if necessary. “ better question, what are you ?? ”

an exasperated sigh was all the former para rescue airman could muster up within the moments of being on an abandoned road. support struts lifted exposing the inside of the cars engine, a shake of the head. of course this would happen today. “ first someone tells me they are from a comic and now my car is mad at me. ” though, that doesn’t mean sam wouldn’t at least attempt to stay positive about the situation. and optimistic he remained, especially at the sight of a figure which seemed to be approaching him. “ hey man. ” greeting far too casually, but what was said couldn’t be undone. “ mind giving me a life to sals - ” coming to a pause at the sight of no vehicle causing his brows to furrow deeply.

“ don’t you still look like a snack. ” showing a teethy grin before a slight roll of the eyes, not knowing exactly why the man was in her presence again. to prove something ?? to take her from hell again ?? both were unlikely and frankly madison no longer needed saving. eyes narrowed while studying the other, something was missing from her mind which involved him. it was fighting to come out but the mind would not allow it to; not yet, perhaps not ever which was fine by her. three chances didn’t come around often so fuck it. wait a second, how the hell did she happen to die for yet another time ??

zoe hart (hart of dixie)