Olive

|| Witch || 23 || Heterosexual || Sick ||

[aleksi-velasco-blog]

For a second he gathered himself in the store, looking around he tried to put the interaction out of his mind. Then a few more seconds and she was back, a small shock of blonde hair around a shelf. Mentally his brain came to a halt. The ghoul gave a look like he was ready to run again… but no response. He just stared at her, trying to will her away like that.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

His stare was making her uncomfortable. She wasnt sure if it was something she had said or done. She started picking at her fingers nervously. “Um… is there something on my face,” she asked quietly as she started to blush. 

[aleksi-velasco-blog]

Lacing his hands together he opened his mouth then shut it. Shit, he’d made this awkward with his leering which was… Sadly, this was not a first. She seemed normal enough considering she could see him, like she worked here. 

His look rose again to her, hoping she’d stop the nervous gestures if he responded. “No. Nothing’s there… just…” The ghoul tapered off, touched a finger to the binding of a book beside him, pushing it in. He then removed it. “There’s nothing there.” He said it more flatly, resolutely this time around.

Lacing his hands together he looked the blonde over. “Do you have any history books?”

[asweet-sickness-blog]

She watched him patiently with a smile as he responded. He seemed awfully nervous for someone so intimidating. His tattoos interested her but she tried not to start. “Oh- Uh. Um.” His question surprised her, “We do. Just uh. Follow me.” she said nervously before walking backwards a bit.

[carrier-ofsouls-blog]

Event || Smokes || Daniel, Phoenix and Olivia

[daniel-isnt-dead-blog]

Daniel’s form flickered as the strange girl pushed his hair behind his ear for him. The gesture was small, but while she did it her expression softened. He stilled himself for some reason, eye widening, freezing as she realized what she’d done then looked away nervously. He was oddly not bothered, but then again… she seemed nice, seemed like she would and could help. When she uttered the word ‘yes’ his face lit up and he patted Phoenix’s shoulder excitedly.

Trying to calm himself his expression flattened into a more serious one. Daniel nodded at her, shuffling so he held out his cigarette and tried to look formal. “I-I…” He didn’t want to think about Venice anymore, but the woman flashed through his mind again. He tried to picture when exactly she’d taken the locket, but couldn’t. That simple fact made his face red and his expression turn more resolved. “I hope you’re right. I… she didn’t seem like she wanted to see me again but I need it. I’m attached to it… sadly.” Half of him wondered if it was because of something he’d done wrong. No one had done something like this to him… without reason. His body fluttered, transparent again and he made to stand, wind blowing his hair out of place again.

( @carrier-ofsouls )

[carrier-ofsouls-blog]

As she muttered the yes a smile grew on the reapers face. She would help and this was great news, he wouldn’t have to use force. Which made him happy. Threatening someone seemingly as fragile at this girl would make him feel dirty. Daniels pat had made him sway, a sign that the reaper would be far from helpful. “Dan.” He said looking up at the ghost. “I fear I wont be much aid for at least several hours.” he stated with a frown.

@liv

[asweet-sickness-blog]

She was still red faced from her inappropriate action as he shuffled into a more serious position. Liv ashed out her smoke as she started coughing slightly. The fact that she had been sitting outside smoking all night was starting to catch up with her. She hardly smoked. This fact was starting to show. 

“If you um...” Olivia’s face turned bright red at the thought of the boy in front of her with Venice. “She doesn’t see people twice unless she has to...” she said honestly. “But if she has your locket... I can take you to her and help you get it back.” She wasn’t sure if Venice would listen to her but she had to try. The look on the boys face worried her. “So... you’re a ghost then?” she asked. She would be more enthusiastic about the question if the situation wasn’t so dire. “I- um I have never met a ghost before.”

@daniel-isnt-dead

[aleksi-velasco-blog]

For a second he gathered himself in the store, looking around he tried to put the interaction out of his mind. Then a few more seconds and she was back, a small shock of blonde hair around a shelf. Mentally his brain came to a halt. The ghoul gave a look like he was ready to run again… but no response. He just stared at her, trying to will her away like that.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

His stare was making her uncomfortable. She wasnt sure if it was something she had said or done. She started picking at her fingers nervously. “Um... is there something on my face?” she asked quietly as she started to blush.

[aleksi-velasco-blog]

Noting the old building the ghoul stood outside for a solid five seconds, squinting. The place had a old paint job, handmade text on the front sign, faded. After he was done staring his feet moved first, a solid work boot moving then the rest of him in stride to the door’s handle. Pulling, a bell sounded on his way in. It was a place lined with books in neat rows despite their age. There was that slightly vanilla, vinegar smell of old pages that hit him as he entered… and then a voice chimed as well.

Aleksi always notices the teeth before the person, the smiles. This girl looked directly at him, greeting him and his eyes narrowed at her expression. A flat, “He-hey…” and he paused where he was standing, mouth narrowed out into a line, and eyes drifting off. He dropped his head and shuffled off into an aisle to the right to get out of her line of sight.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

She watched as the strange tattooed man awkwardly greeted her and skittered into an aisle. Leaving her standing there confused and unsure as to if she should offer her assistance. After a few seconds of deliberating she peeked into the aisle. “Um. Do you need help finding anything? ... or are you just browsing?”she asked in a quiet nervous tone.

[carrier-ofsouls-blog]

Event || Smokes || Daniel, Phoenix and Olivia

[daniel-isnt-dead-blog]

Still looking at the reaper there was a sudden gust, a push of air and the smoke from his body was pulled into the street, dissipating suddenly in small curls. Slow to respond Phoenix turned first to grumble at the girl next to them… Daniel marked his sudden change in demeanor, eyes following his gaze to the girl next to them. She looked at them, scared but sympathetic. Her eye’s caught his and he lowered his hands from his face, stopped fidgeting. 

“You know her then…” A small airy realization. His heart leaped, form becoming more solid. Swiping at his hair, he moved it out of his face and shuffled closer to her on the rough surface of the stairs. He gave her a sympathetic look back, she seemed kind, quiet and like she truly felt bad for him. The latter part of her comment didn’t matter to him. Sadly, he wasn’t listening to that and had barely heard it. “If you know her, you… you can help me, possibly…” He gestured to his neck, patting the empty space. “She took a keepsake off of me.” His look fell at the thought the witch was just doing this simply because she could or for any other reason.

He put all he had into his look at her, arms down now as another car rushed by. “I… literally can’t live without it. I’m not sure if she knew or just…” He gazed between Phoenix, still sitting there with a newfound miffed expression, and the small witch. “If you now where she is, I need your help.”

( @asweet-sickness )

[carrier-ofsouls-blog]

Nix raised an eyebrow with interest as he looked between the ghost and the witch. His eyes stopping on the girl curious as if to if she’d help his friend. If not Phoenix would make her. Even drunk the man could be… persuasive. He shuffled closer to her and the ghost. Leaning in as if they were about to exchange a secret. “Yes. You can help right?” he said eyeing her.

@liv

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Olivia swiveled to face the red head. “Yes... she’s...” Olivia paused staring up at him unsure of how to describe the woman. She was a mentor of sorts and kind of a friend. She watched him swiping at his hair as he shuffled to her. His look full of empathy and sadness. She reached up tucking the hair away for him, not really realizing how awkward the motion was for two strangers. Placing her hands in her lap she looked down. Listening to him ask for her help.

She shifted nervously as the reaper came in closer to her as well. Her eyes looked at the reaper. “Yes.” she said nervously looking back towards the ghost. “I know where she lives. I- I um can take you there if you’d like.” she bit her lip unsure of how Venice would react to her bringing the ghost to her door step.

“If you can’t live without it... I don’t see her being difficult about giving it back.” she noted “She wouldn’t take it without a reason... I hope.” She started picking at her finger out of nervousness. Her blue eyes still staring up at the boy.

@daniel-isnt-dead

[imogepoots]

Imogen Poots for Nylon Magazine by Guy Lowndes

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Event || Downtown

[kyleblackburnx-blog]

“Hey there, I’m the super guy here. Don’t try to take my spotlight,” he raised a finger in front of the girl before blinking down at the extended pack of gum. “Uh, sure. Why the hell not,” he replied with shrug, taking a piece. He stared at the piece before eyeing at his outfit with a frown. With a sigh, he placed the piece of gum on the floor near him.

He scoffed at the comment. “Yeah. It’s pretty great.” He finished his own can of soda and aimed for the nearby trashcan. When the can disappeared into the trashcan, he whooped and grinned proudly. “Apparently even Spiderman needs to show his I.D. Not saving his ass next time.” 

[asweet-sickness-blog]

She put her hands up defensively. “Woah I’m sorry. I didn’t know Spiderman was a diva as well.” she smiled before watching his spectacle with the gum. She looked at the gum placed on the step then back at the boy. “Sorry. I didn’t really think about the whole mask thing.” she quietly said while rubbing her neck.

She watched in amusement as the can sailed through the air and into the trash. laughing at him when he had a small celebration. “I honestly wouldn’t either. Though wouldn’t a hero do so anyways?” she asked before pausing and studying him. “You’re really strange.” she said before she could catch herself.

“No. I-I mean in like ...a good way? Not in a you are a total weirdo way. But like a entertaining and cool way.” she added quickly while waving her hands about trying not to sound like a dick. “God I am terrible with words and apparently terribly rude” she muttered before placing her forehead on her knees in defeat. ‘Meet new people. Then call them strange. Good job Olivia.’ she thought as she huffed.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

The bookstore was musty. The scent of the old books was a comfort to the witch as she slowly put books on the shelves to sell. The store was a good fit for her. Quiet enough and hardly lethal to her. It was also nestled away on a side street close to home. As the bell of the shop rang she turned to greet the newcomer with a smile. “Well hello there!” she beamed.

[cicatriz-exp]

Me encanta su nariz.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

“A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.“

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Event || Downtown

[asweet-sickness-blog]

“No drinking and web slinging?” she smiled taking another sip of her pop. Feeling he fizz trickle down her throat. She watched as he motioned with enthusiasm. It was entertaining and made her smile.

She rolled the can in her hand listening the the aluminum crinkle slightly as she did so. “There was too many people.” she said quietly “I’d rather not socialize. What brought you out here?” She said resting her chin on her knees.

[kyleblackburnx-blog]

“Can’t really do that if I’m drunk.” He chuckled lightly in amusement. He took another sip. “I’ll trip over a roof or something,” he added. “Not to mention the part where I fall and hit the pavement- like poof.” He finished with his hand making an exploding movement. He shook his head and shrugged. “Sorry, that was way too morbid.”

He snorted. “Classic. And here I was, thinking that I was the only one that is shit with socializing,” he motioned before clearing his throat with a scratch of his head. “I might or might not have gotten pissed when that asshole bartender tried to card me.”

[asweet-sickness-blog]

"No of course not." She said smiling largely at him. "I think you just described me as a super hero with out alcohol." She said with a chuckle. She finished off her soda and reached into her pocket grabbing a pack of peppermint gum. Offering the other a stick before taking one of her own and popping it into her mouth.

"It's always nice meeting someone else who doesn't really excel in social situations." She stated before smiling once again. The boy had a temper it seemed. "You don't have your I.D? Not that it'd do much for you Spidey." She smiled looking at his still half covered face.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Event || Downtown

[whatgoes-bump]

“I’m glad you think so,” he said, nodding and flashing her a smile.  “Enjoy the rest of the night, Olivia, yeah?  And if you need anything, I’ll be around.”  He then gave her a small salute and made his way back into the party, clapping a few shoulders, giving a few greetings, and looking to find Claire.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Fin.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Event || Downtown

[whatgoes-bump]

He reached out gently, taking her arm to stop her. “Olivia,” he said and indicated the petals that adorned her. “Look here. There is an inherent elegance in nature. Something so beautiful that we… as a people, cannot recreate.” He chuckled lightly and stepped away from her space. “And the fact that you can? It’s a wonder to behold.”

[asweet-sickness-blog]

The sudden touch made her jump. She wasn’t use to people grabbing her and it always weirded her out when someone did. Her face still hot she looked at the older man. “Um. Thanks.” she but her lip. “I suppose you have a point.”

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Event || Downtown

[whatgoes-bump]

“But of course!” he exclaimed as she passed him, floating a wink her way.  “A gentlemen does what he must.  And how could I not be at the service of one so elegant as yourself?”

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Olivia blushed deeply as Iwen spoke. “I’m not very elegant.” she smiled “I tend to step on my own toes.” she joked as she tugged at her dress.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Event || Downtown

[kyleblackburnx-blog]

He shook his head when the girl finally took a sip. He turned just in time to catch her words, letting a small smug smile appeared on his face when she went with his role. “Can’t drink if I want to save people later with a steady hand,” he motioned a little too cheerfully. 

Noticing the awkwardness in his words, he cleared his throat and took another sip from his can. “Why are you here creating cancer when you could be inside socializing?” He grumbled. 

[asweet-sickness-blog]

“No drinking and web slinging?” she smiled taking another sip of her pop. Feeling he fizz trickle down her throat. She watched as he motioned with enthusiasm. It was entertaining and made her smile.

She rolled the can in her hand listening the the aluminum crinkle slightly as she did so. “There was too many people.” she said quietly “I’d rather not socialize. What brought you out here?” She said resting her chin on her knees.

[carrier-ofsouls-blog]

Event || Smokes || Daniel, Phoenix and Olivia

[daniel-isnt-dead-blog]

Daniel shuffled in place, not paying attention to much. He slumped over so that arm draped over the edge of his knees, cigarette still between his fingers, smoke wafting. His head was in the crook of his other arm. Orange hair a mess now he caught a glimpse of the mousey girl waving magic at the smoke before her. The idea, the very thought of witches was killing him right now. He felt like he was being pressed down on by some invisible thumb. His back heaved, as he took a non-existent breath in, smoke still rising. He started, “… shorter, red hair… l-large chest.”

He was trying hard not to feel bad now, like he was going to be sick. He similarly still felt tugging in the direction he assumed the witch was headed, was leaving still and his form flickered in weakness. He’d have to follow her soon regardless. “She’s a witch by the name… Venice. God, she was, no… she’s is dressed as Jessica Rabbit.” His hands rubbed down his face and he lifted his head to take another drag with worry on his face. His brows really hurt now and he rubbed the hickey.

“I, feel really…” He wanted to say ‘stupid’ but his form erred transparent slightly again. “I don’t know what she wants from it, but without it…” he searched Phoenix’s face. Even drunk the French man wanted to help but he wondered how much the drunker reaper could actually do… how much he could do.

( @asweet-sickness )

[carrier-ofsouls-blog]

He listened to Daniels description. He opened his mouth to speak but suddenly felt a surge of magic push past him bringing the smoke from their three cigarettes with them. It was a strange tingling sensation that ran through his body when it passed. It caused his blue eyes to wander to the small witch in front of them. She looked pale and was staring at the road. She knew something. “What?” he growled at the mousy girl.

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Liv saw the way he was. He was upset with something. The red head had a chip on his shoulder and that chip sounded like someone far more attractive than she was. She continued to play with the smoke until- Venice. It was as if her hand slipped and she released a small blast of magic into the surrounding area.

The sudden harshness in the drunk mans voice made her jump. Her large doe like eyes swiveling to him. “I...” she whispered “Venice is a part of my coven.” she said gently giving Daniel a look of pity. He was cute. Really cute. He deserves better than what Venice does to men. Her eyes studied his face trying to find a way to explain who or what Venice is. All she could get out was a small “I’m so, so sorry it was her.”

( @daniel-isnt-dead​)

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Event || Downtown

[whatgoes-bump]

He nodded and stepped to the door, opening it for the young woman and gesturing for her to lead the way.  “After you, madam,” he said, adopting Gomez’s ridiculous accent.  “I await, at the lady’s request!”

[asweet-sickness-blog]

Olivia chuckled gently “Thank-you sir.” she said giving him a small curtsy and entering the agency. “The lady’s request?” she asked looking back at him.