#lunaxshaw

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Mako, in his own way, gave Tobias a droll expression. The ruins were rickety as hell, certainly scared the bejeezus out of Mako, but they had a mission. Mako had found something, something important about his heritage and, well, he had no family left. He needed something, anything that made him feel whole again. Like.. like he mattered to the world.

“Would you just like the damn lamp and- eurgh,” he grunted while holding up the door, “-get your ass over here, man?!”

“Mom? I’m scared. Come pick me up. I’m just kidding, I know you’re not my mom but  I do need you to pick me up. I’m in Boston-- not that far of a drive or anything, right? I mean-- you’re like loaded so it’s not like you care. I bought a bunch of props for Mamma Mia and I didn’t think it through because I have no way to get them back to town. Also, do you think a sixteen foot porcelain giraffe statue will fit in my apartment? I have vaulted ceilings.”

“My, you do ask a lot of questions, don’t you... Let’s see, in no particular order: 

Best Dressed Women: (+5)

Savannah Daniels, Pippa Percy, Cassie Cresswell, Luna Shaw, Delilah Reyes, Morgan Ambrose, and Nyx Brraganza. 

But really, all of them. Joslyn Blackwell? Ever and Issy? This was difficult. 

Best Dressed Men: (+3)

Less difficult. Wyatt LeBlanc, Tobias Pierce, Teddy Beacon, Ivan Blahnik, and Touma ‘Chou’ Dannika. Of course, Noah Blackwell, Emmett Bryson, and Nathaniel Greyson are also cutting fine figures in their outfits.

Top 5 Best Masks: (+11)

Noah Blackwell, Ian Tyler, Dora Lind, Mac Cameron, Tobias Pierce, Dylan Wright, Cat Santos Rose, Cal Renard, Chou Tannika, Lincoln Rossi, Chase Hastings, Adam Haley, Val Remington, Tom Scheffer. 

I hope you weren’t looking for accurate numbers, I simply chose not to choose. 

Most Likely to be Wasted: 

Jacob Thorne.

Most Likely to Strip: 

Rumor has it Holly Chevalier is looking for a reason to grace us all with a performance of her version of Lady Godiva. Someone get this woman a horse, immediately. 

Most Likely to Prank: 

Once upon a time I would have said Oliver Hastings. Adam Haley, even. Perhaps Scout Matthews, sans humanity. Now, however, I’m beginning to think the mantle solely belongs to Valentin Remington. 

Satisfied?

Bread, his mother had always loved a fresh loaf and he wanted to give her something that would make her smile. She’d been so worried since he’d returned home from the blood moon, injured and bloodied. He still hadn’t told her he’d killed a man, in so many words. Merely that he’d ‘done what was necessary to protect himself and others’ just as she’d taught him. Hoping some baked goods would help cheer her up, Chou had walked up to the counter in the bakery, unable to help but take a deep breath of the appealing smell. He looked up and tilted his head, unblinking eyes clocking the woman opposite, Luna... From the Greyson manner.

“Hello,” he said evenly, nodding his head, “You seem well recovered, Ms Luna.” Chou commented, as though she’d been down with a cold and the two of then hadn’t made a near-death escape from Clave members.

      His apartment had already been settled into with everything he’d brought from Rome, but it hardly felt like home. The kitchen was absolutely bare, save for the set of knives he’d packed in his suitcase in sacrifice of a few pairs of jeans ---those were easier to replace than his tools, and less expensive. He’d spent half a fortune on the things, and wasn’t about to leave them behind for any length of time. A few other key pieces were being mailed, but there was no telling when they would arrive, and he’d gone out shopping to pick up everything he’d need. Yet again, another small fortune was spent on supplies, from a new set of pots and pans to all of the pantry essentials. He’d had it boxed up, rather than bagged, or else the weight of it all would have broken through the plastic before he could have had the chance to get it from the store to his car. 

      As it was, he had tried to juggle a box too many, and one of them toppled from its place in his arms onto the sidewalk, its contents spilled. Jars of spices and herbs rolled down the cement, and he placed the other box down to begin recovering his lost treasure. His relief not to be seen came all too soon, when he heard footsteps approaching from behind. Still, he kept to his work and hoped they’d move along and mind their damn business.

NAME: sweet luna shaw 

RINGTONE: Shania Twain - Man! I Feel Like A Woman

PICTURE:

LAST TEXT SENT: “Luna, the best way to a man’s heart is through the fourth and fifth rib.” 

NAME: big brother 

RINGTONE: Avicii - Hey Brother

PICTURE:

“No. No, no, no, no.” Rapid fire denial, Mako watched just a moment too slow as Luna’s frame jerked from the impact of the hit and got to her as the bullets continued to fly. A duck, a spin and he took the rest.

The Clave were attacking and he needed to get her out of there. Get as many as possible out but her first.

“Hey. Hey, hey, look at me.” Fucking shit, his body felt like it was on fire and it hurt to move, it was hell as his body worked to push out the bullets. With a low groan, he scooped her up and dashed to the back of the bakery, shoving open the door and speeding her away. Faster, faster, he commanded his body and, miles away, laid her on the forest floor. “Look at me, baby. Oh.. oh god.”

There was so much blood and he covered the wound with a hand, cupped her cheek with his other and knew he was shaking. Please, he prayed to anyone listening, please let her be okay.

“That’s my blood. That’s a lot of my blood,” Luna choked out among the pain and he couldn’t stop the choked laugh, picked up a bullet that fell out of him, pulled out his pocket knife. “Oh shoot.”

“Ooh, now wouldn’t that be interesting. Imagine the drama? Let’s see– for the Bachelor I’d go with Sheriff Hot Pants and his five? Well, this needs to be a good mix of personalities to make good television, right? Let’s go with Kara Sykes because we all love a good buddy cop romance, don’t tell me you didn’t feel the tension and chemistry between Benson and Stabler. Throw in Phoebe Stones as the one who gets too drunk to make it to the rose ceremony. Persephone Mitchell as the one that’s too pure for all the debauchery going on. Joslyn Blackwell just for the sheer hell of it, let’s be honest, she’d be a damn good troublemaker and Elena Greyson. The last one standing.”

“The Bachelorette would be Luna Shaw, obviously, because we all want to see her be happy and make cupcakes and brownies and cake and get into flour fights with someone who might not completely deserve the ground she walks on but is simply good enough. Let’s go with Giussepi Ricci and Xavier Tyler as the ones that come in and become really good friends in the process of the show’s taping. Colton Deforest who loses this season and gets his own after becoming a fan favorite. Mark Davenport, who is only there because he’s so good looking that they just had to have him. And then our winner, George Chatwin, the one most tweeted about during the rose ceremonies because he’s so damn cute.”

“I may have gotten a little carried away, but I can’t help it. I love a good dating show.”