#helltownhqstarter

it was a thursday night, diwata knew they've got things to take care of tomorrow but they aren't needed until the early evening. so she was by the bar, nursing her....third? fourth? mug of bavarian lager. she would do the drinking at home but she couldn't stand how quiet it gets sometimes, given she had been living by herself for the past couple of years now. she downs the rest of her drink and gestures the bartender for another when a familiar someone from distance catching their attention. “are you just gonna stand there for the whole time or are you going to join me?" diwata says without looking up, as she takes a sip of her drink.

"here, looks like you need it more than i do." there's really no solid news yet of what really had went down at the summer solstice, but it seemed enough for antoinette to conclude to herself that whatever may have happened, it was a sight nobody deserved to see. she knew that there was always something strange in this town, a place she grew up in, but as of late, the dancer knew it was more than just the feeling that engulfed this place. she moved close, cautiously to sit beside the other person. "anything i can do? keep the drinks coming, or something else? just tell me what you need, babe. i got you."

Bellamy's thoughts were racing faster than her hands could tap against the keyboard of her laptop. "What the fuck..." She whispered aloud as she stared at the screen, the envelope she received tucked safely under the notebook she brought along with her. "This doesn't make any sense..." She continued, ripping out a page and crumpling it up in her hands. Her mother had been missing since she got back into town and the blonde would be lying if she said it hadn't been on her mind — among other things, but she couldn't wrap her head around all these people randomly disappearing. It was clear Bellamy was frustrated, especially now with an the mail she'd received — she needed to know what happened.

" — audrey ?? " emilio called out, getting knocked around like a pinball machine as he barreled through the chaos in search for his wife. panic was ripe on his features, eyes wide and burning like the flames that only seemed to grow with each limb it consumed, smoke pluming in a thick cloud and the horrendous smell of burning flesh. " AUDREY ?? " he cried out again, nearly getting knocked to his feet, mist veiling his eyes from both wild fear and the thick smoke burning them. " my wife , " he pleaded to the first person he could find, grabbing them by both their biceps. " my wife. please — have you seen her ?? she's . . . she's short. red hair. hard features. her names audrey. "

"i apologize, my eyes were on the ground the entire time i--" sunset stops herself from eventually ending on a yap-fest in front of the person she accidentally just bumped into, hoping she hasn't spilled their food or drink, if they were holding any. the blonde tends to wander, not just in her head from time to time. she had been taking everything in around her, her surroundings, the music, the feeling of freedom, she wasn't used to it very much, still. "i'll, i'll get you whatever i've knocked out of your hands." sunset finally takes the moment to look at the other.