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( London Thor / Female / She/Her ) â Vidya Aves has been living in Port Leiry for 8 years. They currently work as a manager of the greenhouse at Bistrot de Ville, and are 26 years old. No one is sure if theyâre actually a Human or if theyâre connected to Reardon. They tend to be quite misleading and cruel, but can also be loyal and loving. â ( Bec / CST / he/they / 23 / none )
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who: @vidya-aves Where: the Halloween rave
Mara slinked through the crowd, eyes roaming the shifting masses as she sought out fresh entertainment. She fed on the chaos and revelry that the rave offered, an opportunity to play with little consequence. Spotting a vaguely familiar face she began to quietly track the woman across the werehouse. The witch couldnât quite place her face, but that didnât quite matter, the uncertain chase was half the fun, so she tagged along.
The connection struck her just as Vidya slid up to the bar, as she came in close enough to feel the aura of blood that emanated out from her. She worked at the lovely restaurant Eris and Mara had made it a habit of dining at, at least once a week.
âLet me buy you a drink, you work at Bistrot de Ville donât you? The food is to die for, and I hear you are a vital part of that." she offered in form of compliment, a knowing grin spread across her lips, leaning against the bar as she spoke. "Do you sample the food yourself? Or is that something only the chefâs do?â
Tonight was fun!! She had needed a nice break from work, lately, and things so far had proven just lovely. The people, the music, the activities⌠even the almost-pickpocketing had just meant a little extra excitement!
âOh my gosh, thank you!â She chirped, brightening at the womanâs offer. âThatâs literally so sweet!! Yes, I work at the Bistrot. My dad owns it.â She was a little surprised to be recognized for the restaurant â while the promise of fresh from the ground produce was a part of the restaurantâs charm, most didnât pay attention to who was behind it. âHeâd be thrilled to know you enjoy it. I do get to sample a lot of whatâs on the menu, perks of working there! I stay out of the kitchen, though,â she said, with a little laugh. âIâve got a green thumb, but I do not have a chefâs touch.â
She slid her cup across the bar to the bartender for a refill. âIâm Vidya,â she said. âItâs very nice to meet such an avid customer, MsâŚ?â
who: open where: the halloween rave when: 1ish, middle of the party
She let out a soft laugh as the witch claims to read her future â misfortune to come, allegedly. Vidya knew better than that, but there was a 50/50 chance this was just someone trying to make a few bucks making things up, anyway. She leaned forward, trying to get a better look of her alleged reading, andâ something slipped out of her pocket.
She turned her head just in time to see someone hustling off, her wallet in hand.
Treat: There's a witch hocking fortune-telling for a few bucks at a table nearby. She predicts misfortune in your future, just in time for you to feel somebody lifting your wallet or bag off of you!
Well. Her father certainly hadnât raised a pushover. Vidya slipped out of the seat and hurried after them, well trained in sneaking around. The wannabe pickpocket was fast, but Vidya managed to snag a sleeve and pull them aside, throwing them against the wall.
âHi there,â she said, with a giggle. Years of training and work for her dad (and Reardon at large) made handling these sorts of things a breeze. She gripped the front of their shirt tightly. âLook, Iâll make it simple. Give it back, and Iâll let you go.â They looked at her with a contemptuous suspicion, and rolled their shoulders as if to try and push her off. To strengthen her argument, she flicked the silver razor open and let the dull edge of it rest against their collar. They winced, and she noted the small welt its graze had left behind. âMaybe donât do anything dumb, âkay? All you have to do is hand it over, Iâm big on forgiveness!â
Their eyes flickered from hers, to the blade angled at their neck. They reached into their coat and pulled it out. She took it and slipped it back in her pocket, blade still nudging against their skin.
She smiled at them, and pressed it just a bit harder into their skin. âWasnât too hard, was it? Geez, you made me go to a lot of work here. Shouldâve just saved yourself the trouble.â She snuck a hand into their jacket and snagged the first thing her fingers hit. âCall us even now!â She said, finally releasing them. âHappy Halloween!â
When you chase them down, though, you get your wallet back, and you take an Invisibility Potion off of them as tax.
They stared at her for a moment, then bolted away. Vidya just giggled again and flicked the razor shut, tucking the bottle into her vest pocket. When she looked up, someone was staring at her. âOh!â She said. âJust getting my wallet back. The nerve of some people, huh?â
who: @frnoialles where: the halloween rave when: middle of the party
"Oh my gosh, your costume is so cool! Please tell me you've got the other two here, that is amazing!"
Okay, so she's a bit excitable tonight. It's a little invigorating, having a night out with no chaperone and no sweet (but slightly naughty) pup to drag her around. There's music, and people, and she's had about five sips so far of a wine cooler and loving it.
There's an added air of mystique to tonight, too, with no loyal Buttercup to sniff out and alert her for supernaturals - honestly, with how packed the place is, the poor dog would be overwhelmed in a heartbeat. So it's onto Vidya's intuition to keep herself safe (and she's kept an eye out for Reardon members here tonight, just in case something gets wildly out of hand).
But, anyway. This woman's costume is a-dor-able as can be, and Vidya's loving it. She's got this ethereal beauty that really sells it - and come on, who didn't think the Hex Girls were gorgeous?
"Sorry," Vidya giggles, and she realizes she's maybe starting off too strong? "I just had to say something! This is amazing," she says, gesturing to the woman's whole ensemble with a flourish of her straight razor.
Before leaving the shelter, he'd managed to trade chores for a few bills in his pocket. American money still confused him to some degree, but research was proving easy enough - as well as just trying. He counted out enough (potentially) for something for himself, and something to bring back to for his companion.
The burger place with the silly name was becoming something of a staple for them - affordable and delicious were two highly sought after qualities, and Bun Intended managed both.
Food in hand, he settles into his seat - ready to enjoy when he sees and hears something bounding over towards him. The meal is immediately forgotten for a moment when he reaches down to allow the dog to sniff his hands - and he manages to get a scratch behind her ears before she's called back to her owner.
When he looks up, he doesn't feel on edge - dogs are easier to manage than people. No need to speak, no need to be embarrassed. He offers a slight smile to the other patron by way of saying 'it's alright' before he realizes he may need to actually say something.
"I - I don't.. mind." He tries, halting. "She is.. cute."
As she settles back against her owner's side, Buttercup paws at Vidya's leg. An innocuous, cute sort of gesture, but a very important one. Werewolf, she's signaling. Vidya gives her a quick scratch under the chin and mumbles, "Good girl." Best girl.
Vidya looks back up to the man and smiles as he speaks haltingly. "Thanks," she says, as she sets Buttercup's burger down on the ground for her. She pours some water from one of the cups on her table into a small, portable bowl she keeps for the dog. Once she's done with that, she looks at Buttercup (waiting with pleading patience) and says, "Okay, you can eat now."
Buttercup digs in, and Vidya settles back into her seat. "I just wanted to make sure she wasn't going to steal any food - she's sorta got a weak spot when she's hungry and forgets her manners." She gives the dog a small scratch along her spine as she eats. "If you want to call her back over when she's done, her name is Buttercup. She's really sweet. Just careful around the collar spikes. A lot of people in this town seem to have really intense metal allergies, it's soooo weird how that happens!"
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There was a rule in the Graver household. WellâŚthere was a rule in the new Graver Household. If Rylan was eating, Argus probably also deserved a little treat. Rylan had ordered an obscene amount of food from the local burger joint two of the four bags laid open in front of her. Of course it wasnât all for now, the two other bags were for after the sail home. ButâŚRylan had been momentarily distracted, feeding ground beef to Argus who was momentarily covered by the table, when another, similarly canine figure approached their side of the food.
Rylan choked back laughter at the expression on the poor houndâs face, âDonât apologize.â They shook her head smiling at the other owner before slapping the table top lightly, âArgus. Paws.â The paws and nose of her eyes barely poked up over the table, still licking his lips of any beef taste he could still get off of his last bite. âYou donât have the only dog who thinks Bun Intended is an exception to the training rules. This is Argus.â Two taps of her toe. âDown boy.â And he whipped back under the table to lick the floor of whatever taste it might still contain and Rylan turned their gaze to the visiting pup, âAnd who do we have here?â she queried.
Her eyes lit up as the other dog peeked up from beneath the table. âOh, my goodness, what a cutie!â She exclaimed. She glanced back over at Buttercup. âYou see? Heâs at least sticking to his table.â
Buttercup let out a soft bwoof and settled her chin on Vidyaâs knee. Vidya rolled her eyes fondly and scratched behind her ears. âThis is Buttercup,â she said, smiling at her fellow dog-owner. The food was a bit of a distractor, sure, but Buttercupâs lack of a signal let her know this was another human. âSheâs a good girl, sheâs just also very tempted by food, and she knows sheâs allowed to eat here.â
Vidya took the burger for the dog and, as Buttercup perked up in rapt attention, set it down on the ground. The dog stared down at the burger, then looked up at her pleadingly. âEat,â she said, with a small nod. Buttercup needed no further instruction. Vidya sat back in her seat, and looked back to the other person. âIâm Vidya, by the way. How long have you had your boy?â
Vidya Aves | Halloween Costume
Buttercup is safely home, away from the crowd, noise, and stress, but Vidya knows how to keep herself safe. An event like this is bound to be full of supernatural, so the verbena charm stays on underneath her costume, and the silver straight razor in her pocket is more than just a prop (should the night call for it).
âRest now, my friends Soon I'll unfold you Soon you'll know splendors You have never dreamed All your days My lucky friends Till now your shine Was merely silver⌠â â Sweeney Todd, Sweeney Todd, âMy Friendsâ
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âThese new daylight necklaces, or whatever they are, theyâve got me worried. A lot of whatâs kept me useful is that I can do things during the daytime, and now just⌠any old vampire with the right jewelry can do that. I know Iâll still have advantages they donât, but it really takes away from my whole thing. Now itâs going to probably be more about being able to slip past the attention of hunters and supernaturals, which is⌠fine, but itâs less to do.â
â˝ď¸- hobbies
âIâve taken up running since I got Buttercup! Itâs good exercise â I get a lot of lifting and stuff done thanks to my work, so itâs a nice switch up to round out my wellness. And she really enjoys coming with me, itâs a good routine for us! Iâm not trying to break records, but Iâm a lot faster than I used to be.â
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âThe BESTest of good girls! I BEGGED dad to let me have her when I saw her. She was just the sweetest, and I made a good enough argument for dad to give in. He might say he doesnât like her, but sheâs the best fed dog in the world between her actual meals & the scraps she gets. She comes with me pretty much everywhere â it gives her plenty of exercise and enrichment, and dad sort of insists on it since I canât sense supernaturals on my own. Sheâs really well trained! She behaves great (well⌠unless food gets her attention), she detects supernaturals accurately, and sheâs a great guard dog.â
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who: open! where: bun intended when: early evening
Whatever gifts her father had as a chef had not passed on to Vidya. She could cook, but she didnât particularly like to (and it wasnât much better than simply edible). It was probably why the greenhouse had so easily become her territory â it kept her out of his kitchen.
All that was to say, while he was away, she had the opportunity to explore the other cuisine Port Leiry had to offer. Her favorite place so far was a burger spot with a welcoming policy for pups â something both her and Buttercup appreciated.
Normally, Buttercup was well-behaved, but she was⌠well, ever so slightly food motivated. So it wasnât until Vidya felt the leash slipped out of her hand that she realized the dog was making an attempt to help herself to someoneâs momentarily unsupervised meal. She tugged on the leash just in time and called, âButtercup, back! Sit!â The dog huffed and padded back to sit by her chair. Vidya sighed and looked down at her. âYouâre being so bad and for no reason, I got you your own burger,â she told Buttercup. "Stinker."
She looked over at the patron at the other table. âIâm so sorry, I swear sheâs trained. Sheâs just a little excitable about food.â
