#{c;aurora}

{ @auroras-sinistra } Xeno felt his patience wearing thinner and thinner with every word the man at the front of the room. He was getting so sick of the violence and chaos that the leaders of Aversio were perpetuating. Despite his better judgement, he couldn’t bite his tongue any longer. He stood suddenly, knocking his chair out beneath him and seeming to startle the smartly dressed brunette beside him. “This is bullshit!” He called out aggressively. “What we’re doing is wrong! We’re hurting people, can’t you see that?! We need new tactics, we need safer tact-” Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a soft, yet strong hand on his arm, pushing him out of the room. “Wha- hey! What’re you doing?” The part of him that knew his outburst had been out of line begrudgingly allowed himself to be removed from the scene. 

The library is exactly where Peter went to in order to find Aurora. He figured since he met her outside there. Maybe she came there a lot and well...he was going to go to her place but she never gave him her address.

The wolfy boy walked into the quiet building, wearing a nice suite and bow tie. He had another spot he wanted to take her but it was far more fancy. Once he spotted her he rushed over to her. “Aurora! Hey!”

Hayley had put Hope in her highchair to keep her from getting into anything while she got dinner prepared. Over the years the young hybrid’s cooking skills had improved, but it was still simple enough with chicken, pasta and a meat sauce. Hope banged her little wood blocks together and all over the tray, content for the time being. By scent alone Hayley knew whom was approaching the door and simply called, “Come in!” The charms and protection spells would have kept anything else at bay regardless. “I think that’s everything,” she muttered to herself in thought.

A distraction was what Ana was fishing for, and maybe the shopping sprees and hiding out in her apartment were cover up’s for the awful events, but she couldn’t help it. She had promised Aurora she’d visit the boutique anyway. “Hey you,” she greeted brightly and with a wave. “Told you I wouldn’t forget.”

Natalie stared dumbfounded across the desk at Aurora. The one was poised and confident in her position as she leveled her gaze with that of Natalie Dupont. The younger female was caught off guard by the sudden inquiry.

“Help you?” she repeated, tone flat while she finally relaxed back in the cushioned seat across from Aurora. Arms folded defensively across her chest, the death eater resisted a laugh. “I don’t see what’s in it for me.”

It was a harsh onslaught of words as Natalie shot her down. If she was going to jeopardize herself or chance things on simple curiosity and impulse then she better have a good excuse. What was there? Mere curiosity and nothing to hold it up? That was like a building without a structure. 

“I need to be assured I’m not going to be the one getting the bad half here,” Natalie reasoned, her tone softening as she rolled her shoulder’s and with it some of the tension. “Honestly that’s about it.”

September 15th 9:00 pm

It was going to take more blood than what Remy had even stocked in bags at home. Her energy was shot, and the wound hadn't healed up much by then. It soaked the front of her shit in blood as she clutched a hand to it and pressed her free hand to the side of one of the ambulances. She crept between the vehicles as she knew exactly where she was attempting to go. Could have called Brady and maybe even Nolan, but she was always worrying someone. She couldn’t put this on their shoulder’s too. Not like this. Peeking around the front, Remy had to duck when a slew of people came out in shift change, but it was just the one witch she was trying to find. 

Remy straightened up, trying to act normally as she approached. She could see her not far off, and when close enough, she grasped the woman’s arm, a pleading look in the little vampire’s eyes. 

The hospital was typically too crowded for one to spot the little vampire as she moved through hallways and corridors to find the appropriate room. She was just like anyone else trying to find where they were going so no one paid much mind. At least heightened senses helped lead her right though in a place like that the stench of death was just as bad as the allure of blood. She found it though and crept into the room, holding slender fingers against the doors frame to quietly close it behind herself. The fridge door was swiftly opened and she started stuffing the blood bags into her own saddle bag. Just a few for just in case scenarios she had reminded herself.

A tell tale click of the door though made Remy freeze. The kind of surprise that made the hair on your arms stand on end as you knew if you turned around someone was in the doorway while you were caught with your hand in the cookie jar. She was all wide eyes and silence as she finally looked up to the figure. A moment passed while she freed her fingers from around a bag of B positive and let it drop into the bag. 

“I know this looks bad...”