✧ modest flame ✧

❝ my mother’s trust issues are leaking into my chest and I’ve got my father’s nose and his tendency to stop calling back so I’m sorry about the 9 missed calls I have from you and the 6 voicemails I never played I swear I’d love you if I could ❞

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deliaxzhu:

Delia had made it to the firehouse before much of the crowd, quickly inserting herself to help in whatever capacity she could to keep things in order. Or as best as possible under the circumstances. Approaching Aurelia, she could see the frustration in the medic’s face. The traveler quickly nodded, “I can get the guys to clear up more space up there and set up some sort of quarters. We can start shuffling people up then, just give me like.. less than ten minutes. I’ll come back down to get them, just maybe start organizing who is going up there without panicking anyone more. You know about how many fit, right? I’ll be right back!” By the end of her statement, Delia was off and heading for the upstairs, knowing the more people they got higher up the better.  

“It’s probably trashed up there.” It wasn’t all that easy keeping the place tidy when on considered how often and how quickly a shift could turn to chaos in a town like East End. “Just, whatever you find put it in the control room, we’ll sort it out once this is over.” Most of her unit was elsewhere, something that worried her in itself, but they’d all been trained to handle natural disasters and the like beyond what the most were. “Having enough room for everyone shouldn’t be a problem, it’s bigger than it looks, for now..-- women, children, elderly... anyone that can’t swim...” Realistically, the only people she seemingly felt comfortable leaving on the ground floor were those with immortality tied to their fingertips. 

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cordeliajaymes:

— ( @axreliawnters )

“Okay seriously, there has got to be something we can do to pass the time. I feel like if we all just sit around freaking out then it’s just going to make everything ten times worse.” And right now, they didn’t need to add to the tension. The world was falling apart outside and they needed something to distract them. “Think there’s a deck of cards lying around here somewhere? Or maybe like a pool table in the break room? Firefighters have that sort of stuff for downtime, right? Or I don’t know… something.”

Pass the time; it wasn’t an easy thought to swallow, all too often she was one of those putting their lives on the line to help in instances like this, she’d worked for the fire department for too long to be so comfortable simply finding something to pass the time. But the cards she’d been dealt left her here, not terrible; considering she’d almost drowned less than a month ago, the encroaching waters held enough mystery to their depths without such a reminder. “Yeah.-- it’s all upstairs, I think one of the guys left cards against humanity behind last week, the pool cue’s are locked up though, actually come to think of it, I should probably stash away the darts too.”

[axreliawnters]

“Yeah, wow..-- No, okay. That’s definitely not a good idea.” It felt like she’d spoken the same words over and over since closing off the building, too many people intent on their ability to survive all their own. “Look, can you..-- I need help getting as many of the med kits as I can, there’s about a dozen around the place. Just.-- go, take someone with you.” A quick gesture of her hand sent the surprisingly less stubborn kid off towards the few trucks still here before she turned to her new found company, frustration splitting her features as she frowned casting hues across the myriad of faces that flooded her workplace. “We’re going to have to move people upstairs,” though the firehouse was without doubt well enough quipped, there were still too many uncertainties within the parking bay.

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traveleravery:

“You know, this place is definitely not what I imagined it to be. I seriously think my assumptions have been dampened by watching too many episodes of Chicago Fire.” Typical Avery. When he should be more concerned of what was to come, he found a TV Show reference to ease his nerves. “I wonder if they’ll let us test out that fire pole. Or wait–does that mean that I want to become like a stripper, because yeah that’s definitely not something I ever want to happen.”

“Chicago fire isn’t even slightly accurate.. in their depiction of anything, don’t let Dick Wolf’s name in the credits fool you.” Aurelia didn’t mind, in fact, she might have preferred such a left field conversation over the myriad of stressing ones she’d already had. “I don’t see why not, as long as you don’t make it look so enticing that everyone gives it a go.” She laughed despite the dreary circumstance. “I’ve used that pole a thousand times before, and have only considered stripping once or twice with the help of tequila, I think you’d be safe from judgement.”

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vincexpetrov:

“The point is to say fuck ‘em and keep on keepin’ on.” Though it was certainly easier said than done in the face of such raw, unrelenting power. Especially for a human with little more to defend herself than a bracelet and some vervain pills. “The bad guys always find a way, kid. Nothin’ you can really do about that which is why you have to get the hell outta dodge. While you still can.” I’m not leaving. Of course not, why would someone he cared for actually take heed of his warnings and give him a moment’s breather? No rest for the wicked, or something to that effect. “With Ivan.” Regrettably so; he should have been there at her side to prevent near tragedies like this from occurring.

“Oh is that what you want me to do now?” Aurelia could only imagine the carnage he’d find and later wreck in his path if he knew she’d taken such a blatant stubbornness to something she certainly couldn’t win. “Duly noted.” It was never any different, his incessant need to drill into her that East End wasn’t the place for her; but she was here and alive; how much more could she use to argue that she was fine? “You don’t want me to leave, you want me to run somewhere that holds no guarantee that there’ll be someone to jump into a lake after me.” She still didn’t know how to thank August for what he’d done. “Iva..-- Your brother is here?” He’d been little more than a phantom that Vince had once spoken of, fondly and as if he’d long since died. 

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jaxondubois:

“Or maybe you’re just losing your touch.” Jaxon had stood back, watching the encounter between Aurelia and the bartender. “Next bar it is. Maybe you’ll have better luck with the next guy.”

“Oh come on, we all know I’ve never had any touch in the first place.” She was and always had lacked a certain charisma that might have won her anything close to a free drink. “you -- you’re my guy, my luck rests on you scoring the next round, Jax. Don’t fight it.”

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roscoe-thorne:

“Three stars is the fucking worst. One-star is better. Most people don’t read the one-stars, but three?” Roscoe shook his head. “You’re damn right it’s a low blow. And…you’re also right. About the people. Not that they’re the kind of people we want in town right now, but then again, we haven’t had the best luck lately.” A pause, then a raised eyebrow. “Really?”

“Can you imagine reading the one star reviews? Too many people want to complain and read about all the things people found wrong than tell the world about everything that went perfectly well. Can you disable the reviews?” If it were possible, it might have been a good idea for the time being. “Have we ever had even close to good luck around here? It’s honestly a wonder why people pass through, unless they’re like.. the blair witch project types.” Nodding, she hummed in agreement, “Yeah totally, I’ll catfish the shit outta this. Fake photos, fake names -- only the best reviews.”

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ivcnpetrov:

                  //  —  you didn’t ask for this but idc @axreliawnters​  —  //

“Me? Staring? Yes, I am.” He owned up to his crimes rather quickly as soon as the other noticed him. So incredibly human and so incredibly boring – he couldn’t see what Vince saw in her. Then again, he hadn’t bothered to get to know the woman, nor had he asked his dear brother anything of the sorts. “I wouldn’t be if you didn’t look so clueless. Is that permanent?”

Hues widened at his lack of subtlety, the discomfort that had flit itself across the back of her neck the longer he’d outright watched her didn’t exactly sit well within her chest. “Clueless?” Brows furrowed just barely, it certainly wasn’t the first time she’d ever been pulled up on her..-- distant behavior, though she knew she’d never been called clueless before. “Probably about as permanent as your tact. Fleeting at best, apparently.”

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vincexpetrov:

“Compulsion’s a wicked thing, ain’t it?” He spoke whilst drawing closer, dark hues taking in every minuscule detail as if they might disappear, lost forever at the bottom of the lake’s abyss. Was it too much to ask that those he loved and cared for remain outside of the war’s grasp? Untouched and untainted by the misery which came along with such cruelty? Though if that were possible, Vince still wouldn’t linger in the shadows as he did, awaiting the worst of it and internally pleading that Aurelia see sense and walk away from East End of her own accord. “I s’pose this is a bad time to say I told ya so.” The vampire offered the faintest half-smile before settling into the bench beside her, cautious to leave just enough space for her own comfort.

Bittersweet, his voice had become such a bittersweet thing that even despite knowing she’s sooner regret even acknowledging him, she wasn’t certain she’d wanted anyone else in any moment following gaining consciousness weeks before hand. “What’s the point?” She asked quietly. Aurelia took precautions, she’d worn the bracelet given to her years ago which to her knowledge held enough vervain even before she began ingesting it every morning. “If they can just..--” Frustration bubbled to the surface as if it belonged in the wake of his comment. I told you so. Teeth busied themselves over her lower lip, “I’m not leaving.” Whether he’d outright say it or not, she knew it lived right there beneath his innocent taunt. How could she with her whole family here? With everything she knew --- even while everything she’d never seen held such a pull over her heart. “Where were you?”

[axreliawnters]

“Twenty three dollars... Did he just say..-- Does it come in Beyonce’s shoe? Is it made of liquid gold? What kind of bar is this.. Unless your profit is about to cure world hunger you’re insane.” Aurelia stepped back from the crowded bar, drawing fingertips gently to the arm of her company to steady herself, “There’s no winning with that guy, he’s swinging for the other team or..-- robbing everyone.. next bar?”

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@augustxking

“I just have to,” she paused, drawing fingertips through knotted hair, how long had it been since she’d brushed her hair? “Go see someone twice a week until they’re confident enough to take me off the meds.” Not that she’d needed them in the slightest, despite many people knowing what had happened, those not privvy to the supernatural war raged on the town weeks before hand had assumed mental instability, however fleeting within the blondes ever turning mind. “But other than that..---” Aurelia shrugged, unsure of how she was even supposed to begin in letting August know how grateful she was that he was the only one willing enough to jump in after she’d been carried over the edge by thought not her own. “--- think the pizza is far off? I feel like we ordered hours ago.”

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@vincexpetrov

Time was a fickle bitch, she’d never attest to anything else, lost to it the moment she’d sat herself on the well worn bench more than a few feet away from the lakes edge. Every detail, every flickering thought she’d had still vibrant enough to pick apart even now. Between being stuck in the hospital under suicide watch and then the pneumonia she’d barely left the confines of her own home, but even still she felt the prickle at the back of her neck, something that once might have been a comfort only now drawing a chill over her spine that she couldn’t shake, unsure of who could have been watching so damn closely. Drawing palm over the thin curve of her own shoulder, she glanced over her shoulder, physically relaxing as sightly darkened curls brought familiarity to her chest. “I don’t know how they did it,” He had to know what she was talking about -- Vince always knew without her ever uttering a word.

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xxharvel:

The previous night had been a long one, the dawn only breaking just a few hours prior and Nathan felt his shoulders sagging with exhaustion. He’d endured a hundred nights worth of all nighters and yet it seemed he still got cranky when the sun rose the next day. But what was a cop without their stereotypical coffee and donuts in hand which was what led him towards the town coffee shop where he picked up his favorite, coffee with only sugar and a pink frosted donut, no jelly. It seemed that though the location had changed, the detective had not. So with his well earned prizes in tow, Nathan left the shop, only just then running into someone and nearly dropping his donut. “Oh, excuse me–” Dark hues glanced over the individual with an apologetic smile. “Its been a bit of a mess morning, are you alright?”

“Jesus, shit.--” Pay more attention... Her mothers voice rang out in her head as she collided with someone much taller than she. A hand flew to her face to press against lips that parted in a bright laugh at how utterly normal this might have been for her; off in her own world, too busy prying apart her own thoughts to save herself in reality. “Mess of a..-- oh no, this.. this is just daily routine for me. It’s a good thing you passed on the jelly though.. usually I wear that stain all day.” 

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roscoe-thorne:

“Okay, but what asshole leaves a three star review on Yelp? Because of “creepy sounds” outside their door. Don’t they know what fucking town they’re staying at?”

“Me. I’d be that guy.” Aurelia admitted with a hapless smile, “Three stars is a bit of a low blow though, couldn’t they just have just made a small note about it in the review instead? I doubt the kinds of people stopping in for a single night really know anything about this place --- most people don’t bother, or they stay too long, but hey.. I can make some phony accounts and leave some killer reviews for you?”

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shuvanis:

Amadeus leaned against the brick wall of Mystic Tea Leaves, eyes closed and listening to the silence that engulfed the street. It was late, and very few places were still open. The only people around were the barflies floating in and out of the bars for a drink and the uber drivers looking to make an extra buck. He should have locked up and headed home by now but he’d opted to linger longer at the store, and was now enjoying a cigarette in the mild July evening. Taking a drag, he kept the smoke in, letting it burn his lungs momentarily, before exhaling long and slow; just enjoying the peace the evening brought. He perked at a sound disturbing the moment and noticed someone approaching the door. “We’re closed,” he called out almost too quickly, eyes returning to the cigarette in his hand. He flicked ashes onto the pavement below before going in for another drag. “Come back tomorrow, we’ll still have whatever you’re lookin’ for.”

It felt defeating, to have something to relieve the exhaustion just on the other side of the door out of her reach, the familiar male that spoke about as far off in her mind as he could possibly have been. Tea --- that was all she’d needed, something to help her sleep, something that wasn’t medicinal, something she could breathe easier with knowing she was at least trying to push past lingering memories of falling to the bottom of the lake. “I can’t.-- please, it’s just.. I’ll be two minutes.” Normally she might have simply accepted it, thus, she stepped back and nodded slowly. “Tomorrow.. Right, no. I’ll come back.”

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