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She’s special. That’s the only memo she’s given when she upgrades everything and slashes the costs. She’s not sure if she’s been here before, but given her hesitance, Claire opts to believe that maybe she hasn’t. That just means showmanship up, casual dress way down. (She’ll stick with her white ensembles.)

     “I— sorry, you want me to hunt with you?” He says it        as if it’s the craziest thing she could possibly suggest—        maybe because, to him, it almost is. “I—— are you        sure Gale’s busy? It’s not like I have much experience...”

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                                                Gwen Russo                                                        (OC)

                            “He already suspects you to be a TRAITOR, Aiden.                              He may not have said anything, but Klaus isn’t blind.”

           Her tone is sharp and she speaks rather quickly; something that is very unusual           of her. Normally she would speak calmly, with confidence, for she knew exactly           what she would say and would be the possibly outcome. Right now, however,           she is nervous and her insides, even though she won’t admit it, are full of anxie-           ty---for a good reason. God, how idiotic Aiden has been. How many times did she           warn him that he ought to be more careful? How many times did she tell him to co-           ver up any signs of him having broken his sire bond? The answer is MANY. She           knew this would happen if he wasn’t careful; you couldn’t escape from the Ori-           ginal hybrid. Gwen continues staring harshly into her fellow hybrid’s eyes, a si-           lent prompt for an answer. When she receives none, she lets out a frustrated sigh,           her heels clicking loudly against wooden floor as she turns around. Goddamnit,           Aiden, goddamnit. What will I do now? You’re going to make me choose between           my life and the love of my life.

tris cannot deny the feeling of CURIOSITY. the girl knew it was rude to pry on others but somehow she was simply fascinated. she stared at the other for a slight moment before she gathered the courage to speak.