T R A N Q U I L

Oh No... || Tasha & Brooke

#::malakai kamdyn #hope you dont mind me titling this!

tashahaven:

Tasha shook her head. “Maybe it’s a bit of a blessing in disguise,” she said, ever the optimist. “I’m sure by the time I’m done walking around town today, I’ll know my way around better than I would if I’d just used my gps. Besides…this town seems like an amazing place to explore.” She gave the woman a soft smile and a shrug of her shoulders.

Her blue eyes looked up toward the sky for a moment before moving back to the woman in front of her. “It’s nice to meet you, Brooke. And I have to say, if you’re definitely offering, I absolutely would not say no to having a tour guide. I’d love to know the little hotspots and places the locals go. I’m hoping to become a local myself some day.” She said proudly.

“It also wouldn’t be so bad to make a new friend in this place. I’ve been meaning to get around to meeting people. I was looking for organic veggies and fruits? I’ve been doing nothing but eating junk since moving into my new apartment, mostly because I’m trying to set up my practice at the same time.”

Brooke still couldn't help but feel sheepish for being the cause of the broken phone, but nonetheless, she couldn't help but agree, "I suppose that's true, looking up and taking the place in rather than staring down at a screen the whole time." She mirrored the woman's smile, but there was still that guilt written clear over her face.

She clapped her hands together softly, "Oh, I am definitely offering! It is the very least I can do for causing you such trouble," Brooke answered in earnest, and couldn't help but grin at Tasha's enthusiasm, "And a local you shall be! Lord knows I spent weeks wandering the streets trying to work out where everything was when I first got here." She blew out her cheeks in exasperation.

"Organic? You'll want the farmer's market. It's not on today sadly, it's on every Thursday, but I'll take you to where it is so that you know in the future. There might be something else on over there we might be able to take a peek at." Brooke offered with a grin, nodding in the right direction before she'd start to lead the way, "So how long have you been in Spiritvale? If you don't mind my asking.. And when you say practice, do you mean as a doctor? Or a psychologist?"

#::tasha haven

lovelyemiliaclarke

#::vanity

Amble || Brooke & Kai

@malakaikamdyn

Legs moving as he kept a steady pace, Malakai followed the same path that he had run since he was a boy. Inhale, step, exhale, step, inhale, etc. Mind completely blank, he pushed harder as the breathing slowly came in more shallow puffs. Pushing himself to move a little faster, his foot found the only hole in the trail, one that he had been avoiding consecutively the last few laps, causing the instant rolling of his ankle as he went down with a flurry of limbs.

“Fuck!” he yelled, hands moving to grip at the ankle he had rolled. Tender as it felt, Kai was almost positive that he hadn’t broken it though it sure hurt like a bitch. Rolling onto his back, he sprawled out on the trail, unable to bring himself to put any weight on it just yet. “At least the ground’s dry,” he muttered under his breath.

Brooke was not a runner. There was absolutely no mistaking that fact, the only time you would catch her running was through a hospital corridor screaming, “I’m on my way!” To a patient who was giving birth. But there were other ways to keep fit and healthy, and a nice hike was one that Brooke always enjoyed. This morning was no different, the path a regular one she traversed, and once again she had found herself shadowed by a friend. The snake was about as long as her arm, a bull snake she was fairly sure it was.

This particular one always seemed to keep her company, and in true Brooke fashion, she naturally struck up a very one-sided conversation with it, “I still haven’t quite figured out why your sort like me so much - not that I’m complaining in the least, but I’m sure you can understand that for a human it’s a little… odd.” She glanced down to the reptile as it peered up at her from his little bank of foliage beside the path. She sighed heavily, “I just wish you could answer back, maybe you could explain.” Her conversation was cut short however, when she heard the yelp of a man further up the path which startled both her and her scaley friend who fled into the undergrowth, “Til next time.” Brooke muttered before she headed on to investigate and see the young man sprawled on his back in the middle of the track. Her eyes widened as she approached, “Oh goodness,” She cringed, “Are you alright?” She asked, figuring that he must have lost his footing. Something to take note of herself, she had two left feet, not that getting injured had ever been much of a problem to her.

Checking Up | Gemma + Brooke

gemmaxlucas:

Gemma saw nothing wrong with it, the whole keeping the sex from Axel thing. Fact of the matter was, he had a run planned for this weekend regardless, so Gemma would have either had to push the appointment (which she hated doing), have Brooke put the sex in a sealed envelope for her and Axel to look at together once he arrived home, or, Gemma could surprise him. Frankly, the last option was more fun for her, and she was sure Axel would love the surprise.

Gemma never thought she could get pregnant again, not with how her last pregnancy ended. There was so much trauma from that night, but Gemma was beginning to realize that most of it was emotional, and physically she was just fine. Gemma took a soft breath in as the cold gel hit her skin, her fingers holding onto her shirt just a little tighter at the sensation. Gemma chuckled at Brooke’s words. “If they’re anything like their father, it’s most likely option A.” She grinned.

Gemma’s head turned to look at the screen a little clearer. She always loved watching it, seeing the little grey blob of a baby wriggle and move at the push of Brooke’s scanner. Brooke assuring Gemma that everything was as it should be calmed her, she always worried that something would happen and that her seemingly happily ever after would vanish before her- but it hadn’t happened yet. Gemma glanced at Brooke as she moved about, trying to get a better look- but it was when she muttered the words about Axel getting his wish that Gemma’s breath halted. A baby girl. Instantly, every vague vision of a baby was suddenly clear, a little girl running around, Axel holding her- it was like everything just fell into place for her. “Oh my god.” Gemma said gently as she looked at the screen, her fingers covering her lips softly.

Brooke chuckled under her breath, “Like father like son, or daughter, to be determined.” She grinned. Brooke was glad that she got to do this scan, normally it would go to the tech; who would likely be doing the rest of her scans. But this one was too special to not want to be involved in.

She moved the wand over the bump until she found that perfect image of the child in her belly, and she was almost certain of what they could see - like she said, unless a certain appendage was hiding especially well, they were indeed looking at a baby girl. At Gemma’s quiet utterance, Brooke grinned over her shoulder at her.

“I think it’s safe to start musing over names. Little girls are defined by them after all, you need to pick a good one,” Brooke giggled, “You need a strong name to follow her father, but one that allows for kindness, like her mother.” She suggested, continuing the scan for a while longer just to be entirely certain of the baby’s health, “I’m guessing you’d like a photo as a keepsake, yes?”

Oh No... || Tasha & Brooke

tashahaven:

Immediately, Tasha could feel the guilt, panic and remorse the woman felt at bumping into her and causing such damage. It was very clear, even before the blonde looked up at her face that this had been an accident, and there was no way Tasha could think of it as anything but. She let herself smile, grabbing the phone from the ground and standing back up. Sighing, her blue eyes met those of the woman who’d hit her. “It’s okay! Don’t worry, it’s just a silly phone. I just…I was using it to get around this place. I only just got here…I’m not quite sure where everything is…including home.”

A nervous laugh escaped her lips. She let her fingers run over the crack and it’s spider legs. “I doubt they can fix it, I’ll just have to get a new one.” She reached up and put a hand on the girl’s arm. “There are worse things in the world that could happen, right?” Her other hand reached up to push her blonde hair out of her face.

“I’m Natasha, by the way. I was trying to find some sort of market? I have absolutely no food in my apartment at all…and take out is getting really old.” She explained, putting her broken phone in her purse.

Brooke still felt awful despite that, even if it was ‘just a phone’ Brooke knew that these things could be bloody expensive. She cringed even at her insistence all was well, she wished that her power applied to mending items as well as people, she could fix it in an instant otherwise! “Oh gods and I’ve just gone and broken your way around.” She sighed, shaking her head woefully. The moment that Tash placed her hand on Brooke’s arm, she’d feel a surge of what could only be described as serenity rush through her. Physical contact with her always created that effect, a strange ability, one Brooke didn’t full understand herself in truth, but ever present, “That’s true, but still, I know these things don’t come cheap.” At her introduction, Brooke smiled, “I’m Brooke, I wish we could have met under less destructive circumstances… Please, for breaking your phone I insist that I become your tour guide today - I’ll take you to the supermarket, show you some landmarks you can always make your way back to, that sort of thing, to help you get your bearings?” She offered, she could use a trip to the store herself anyway.

#::tasha haven

Thief! || Brooke & Laslow

#spiritvaleanonymous #Anonymous

laslownovak:

Laslow was hard pressed not to smile at Brooke’s sudden bashfulness regarding the fact that he’d heard of her before. It was so…well, adorable if he was being completely honest. After all the darkness and violence lately, this sweet creature was a breath of fresh air, like watching a kitten take its first tottering steps - you couldn’t not smile at it.

He did let himself laugh at her accidental pun as they walked towards Brooke’s cafe. The rain spirit patted her shoulder in a kindly fashion. “I promise I’ve heard nothing but good things about you. The town is incredibly lucky to have someone with your skill set working at the hospital.”

He wasn’t exactly surprised at her shy admission that she hadn’t yet visited his brewery, she didn’t really seem like the beer-loving type. “Ah, well it’s a rather niche kind of place, not to everyone’s tastes I’m sure. Still, if you ever found yourself there I’d be delighted to give you a tour.”

Brooke was well aware of everything going on in town, but she was confident that it was all in hand by the authorities. She wasn’t the type to let the bleak state of the nation get to her, she felt like it was her obligation (and perhaps the classic British stiff upper lip) to keep her head held high and show that she wasn’t afraid and that she was going to just keep living her life even in the face of adversity. It was the best that she could do, given she couldn’t be of more active assistance. Oh now then, her face was just getting hotter and hotter with these compliments, she must have been red as a beetroot! Brooke was used to getting thanked for her work at the hospital, but someone outside of it and unrelated to it was just icing on the cake, “Please Mr Novak I’m going to be red as a strawberry!” She laughed, “And some of the credit must go to my colleagues, we wouldn’t be able to do what we do without each other.” Even if Brooke was slightly more…advantaged than some of them, it was only fair to share the praise. She glanced back to him at his offer, “Oh, thank you, that’s too kind. I wouldn’t know the first thing about brewing, I worry your tour would be lost on me.” She admitted humbly, before she found herself fidgeting with her hands and nodding ahead down the street as they turned the corner, “It’s right there. Patty’s Tea Room.” She smiled, leading him the last short walk as they headed over. It was pleasantly occupied - not too busy with a few tables available, as it usually was in here thanks to it being tucked away from the main streets.

#::laslow novak

If you could change one thing in your life, what would it be?

“I wouldn’t really change anything. Not even my mother leaving after I was born, can’t miss what you never knew, right? I think maybe the only thing I’d request looking back is that maybe she left me a note or something just to explain what I was. I still don’t understand quite what I am and how I’m able to do the things I can do, it’d be nice to finally have a solid answer.”

You're single. I'm single. Coincidence? I think not.

“You, me and about 50% of the US population. I don’t think it’s that much a coincidence with figures that high.”

#spiritvaleanonymous #Anonymous

Did you sit in a pile of sugar? Cause you have a pretty sweet ass.

"I can’t decide if I absolutely love this or hate it with a burning passion...”

#spiritvaleanonymous #Anonymous

Checking Up | Gemma + Brooke

gemmaxlucas:

Gemma chuckled at Brooke’s reaction to her plan. At least someone didn’t think surprising him was cruel. Gemma knew Axel, and she knew he would be happy regardless the gender, but even though she felt she’d have another boy- the idea of Axel holding a little girl in his big gruff arms was a quiet want in the back of her mind. She had even gone as far to think of color schemes and themes for a nursery, for each gender. She had an appointment with a designer that afternoon, wanting to get the room ready before Axel returned from his run.

Gemma took a breath and lifted her shirt, her heart picking up for just a moment as it always did when she looked at the bump. Even though she had done this twice before, the idea of a little life being in there was just mind boggling for her. Brooke’s touch, as usual, calmed her- something Gemma never understood but appreciated none the less. She was anxious to know what the baby was. She had thought of every future possible, and this was the first step in knowing what her future with Axel held.

Gemma relaxed as her head fell to the side, eyes looking towards Brooke, though flickering to the screen that had yet to be turned on. “Nothing out of the usual. Lots of kicking, especially at night. I have a feeling we’re going to have a night owl on our hands.” She grinned. The idea of being kept up at all hours wasn’t one she was particularly excited about, but she knew it’d be worth it.

Brooke wasn’t really in a position to judge, she didn’t have any children herself and from a professional point of view she couldn’t decide on whether the mother denying the father the knowledge was considered bad or not. Brooke knew Gemma more personally anyway, she got the impression that she wanted to surprise Axel on her own terms, which was fair enough if you asked her. She didn’t seem concerned with Gemma’s pregnancy, but she understood that Gemma was shocked that she was able to fall pregnant again. An accident in the past, but Brooke had explained it to her that werewolf physiology made her much tougher than she realised. Had she been human? Perhaps she wouldn’t have been so lucky. Once she had smeared enough jelly onto her skin, Brooke wiped off her hands and switched over to a fresh pair of gloves so that she could start the scan. She nodded to her words, “Sounds like they’re a lively one,” She chuckled, “Maybe they’re just annoyed you’re being too still-- here’s the head.” Brooke pointed towards the screen, tilting it more towards Gemma so that she could see the silhouette of her baby’s form, “Everything’s looking good, the cord is where it should be… Let’s see if we can get a good angle and find out whether we’re onto a boy or a girl.” Brooke leaned over Gemma’s stomach more, angling the scanner to try and pick up on the baby’s form, “I think…Unless it’s hiding very very well, that Axel might be getting his wish.” Brooke grinned over her shoulder to her.

Thief! || Brooke & Laslow

laslownovak:

Laslow barked a laugh when she answered his teasing in kind, expressing her doubt that Rayne would approve of his antics. The girl had wit and was quick to use it it would seem. His dark eyes crinkled in a smile as he extended his hand to shake hers, cementing the greeting in full.

“Brooke Verity, hm?” he repeated with a ponderous tone. When she said the term ‘midwife’ his memory sparked. “Oh yes! I’ve heard of you - and you’re quite the talent I’m told.”

He perked up at the offer of tea. Her accent was a dead giveaway - Colorado wasn’t her home turf by any stretch of the imagination nor was the United States in general. If an Englishwoman was praising the tea, it must have been a truly wondrous establishment. As a European man himself, he was more often than not disappointed by most cafes he’d come across in America. “Well, if the tea has your approval I say let’s go!”

For a moment she seemed shocked, flustered even as she went wide eyed, “You-you’ve heard of me?” She was stunned at the suggestion! Brooke always thought that she was something of a background extra to this town of colourful characters, she never would’ve thought that anyone would know who she was outside of her obvious circles. Needless to say, she was flattered, a good reputation was important… But also fragile. She suddenly felt rather under the microscope. She cleared her throat, trying to brush off her starstruck moment before she brought back that trademark bright smile and began to lead him towards said cafe, “I figured that a man such as yourself would appreciate a good brew - ah, I didn’t even mean that as a pun.” Brooke chuckled to herself, brew - brewmaster… Oh dear, now she was really clinging at straws. As they had a little bit of a walk ahead of them, Brooke couldn’t help but eye the man beside her. It was strange to think that only a matter of months ago he had been pressed under the scrutiny of the entire town, and since had faded somewhat into obscurity. The limelight was certainly a fickle thing, “You know,” Brooke began, a thoughtful curl to her tone, “I still haven’t actually visited your brewery… Although I’ll admit that beer isn’t usually to my taste.”

#::laslow novak

Oh No... || Tasha & Brooke

@tashahaven

Natasha had only been in town for almost two and a half weeks before she decided that she finally needed to venture out and gather groceries and other things to stock up her new apartment. Luckily, her family was rather wealthy, and as she was still setting up her counseling center at an office space she found, she had her savings and some extra. Leaving her home and her father had been hard. He hadn’t quite been the same since Tasha’s mother passed away. She seemed to have found peace with it, and tried to give her father peace as well, but he just couldn’t accept.

What he could accept however, was that Natasha needed to be around people that were like her. And he knew the only way that would happen, would be for her to check out what life in a town full of magic all around could be like. Her magic had run through her grandfather, her mother’s father, and passed down to her, to the surprise of everyone in the family. They especially hadn’t expected her to be such a powerful empath with powers greater than her own mother.

Natasha walked through town square, her blue eyes shining bright and big in the sunlight, her blonde hair blowing in the breeze. She’d thought living in Denver had been beautiful, but when she’d gotten into town, she had been dumbfounded. She could feel the magic here, feel how it called to her and why so many people like her had been drawn here. She watched the people walk by, surprised at the difference in energies. For the first time, she found herself wondering what certain people were. She felt things as each person walked by and kept her expression neutral as she’d trained herself to do. Sadness from one man, a feeling of giving up something. Anger from a man who found a ticket on his car window. Glee of the children that were walking into the candy store. It was all so new and so exciting.

Reaching into her big brown purse, she grabbed her phone. Maybe her GPS could tell her where things were here, and she’d definitely need it to get back home. She hit the power button and was taken aback when someone tried to walk by her and instead hit her arm. Her phone fell to the ground, and when she picked it up, there was a small crack on the screen that started to spider. “No…” She said, reaching down to grab it, a grimace on her face. “But…I don’t know where I am…” She didn’t know if she was talking to herself or to the stranger who’d knocked into her.

She had finished her shift and was on her way to Sacred Grounds to pick up a cup of tea and something to eat before heading home, it was a beautiful day. The air was growing colder as autumn settled in and it was just the right weather for sweaters, and that’s exactly what she wore. Jeans, fur cuffed ankle boots and a big, chunky knit cream sweater. She was snug, warm, and oh so happy as she walked along. Her bag was firmly tucked under her bag, having learned her lesson after having it snatched in the market. She was damn lucky to have gotten it back. In her daydreams, she failed to notice the man walking towards her with a large crate in his arms and it took a shout from him to pull her back to reality and jump out of his path, “Sorry!” She eeked as she stepped quickly aside, only to then bump into someone behind her. Another ‘eek!’ and another, “Sorry!” Passed her lips as she turned around to see a woman reaching down to grab her phone, “Oh no!” She gasped, spying the crack in the phone screen. Brooke cringed, “I’m so sorry! I should have looked before I leaped. Oh my goodness,” Her accent wasn’t unusual to hear in Spiritvale, English tourists visited all the time, but it still did stick out some, “Can it be fixed?” She asked the woman, hands clasping together tightly. Brooke was known for being somewhat… clumsy. Although for an empath like Tash she may notice the aura that exuded calm and peace - Brooke’s emotions were a bubble within it, currently panicked by the potential damage she’d caused, but the surrounding feeling was unmistakable.

#::tasha haven

Checking Up | Gemma + Brooke

gemmaxlucas:

Gemma grinned as the coffee was handed off, and she was quickly pulled into a half hug. The bump between them making it all but impossible to give her midwife a real hug. “You’re more than welcome.” Gemma said, taking a sip of her own tea, a fruity blend that she tried to pretend had caffeine in it, as she made her way over to the elevated chair. One thing Gemma could appreciate about being pregnant in this day and age, was that maternity clothes had come so far. She used to live in baggy t-shirts and jeans she couldn’t zip up when she was pregnant with Ryder and Abel. But now, oh now, she had options.

That day’s option was a pair of grey dress slacks, but fit for a pregnant woman, along with a navy blue blouse. The blouse itself was flowy, giving her plenty of room so she didn’t feel like she was in something skin tight. Over it was her usual white coat that she wore as head of surgery. She set her cup aside and pulled herself up, leaning back until her back met the paper covered leather of the chair behind her. Gemma looked over at Brooke. “No Axel today. I want to surprise him with this one.” She grinned. “I think it’ll be a boy. It’s all I seem to produce.” Gemma chuckled. Her and Brooke had become good friends since working together, but Gemma had never talked about her past in detail. Just that she had one. “I think Axel wants a girl. He won’t say it out loud, but you should have seen him looking at the pink outfits in the shop last week.” She sighed, her hands resting at the bottom of the bump.

The midwife wriggled with excitement, “A surprise! That’s brilliant, and evil. I love it.” She chuckled as she set to getting the ultrasound machine ready to go as Gemma sat down. Brooke couldn’t help but laugh, “There are certainly worse curses to be inflicted with,” All babies were an absolute joy to Brooke, boy, girl and beyond, they were all perfect in their own little way, “But we can find out for sure now.”

She tinkered with the settings, but a big grin spread across her lips at the image of the gruff bastet looking over little pink onesies, “Well that’s just adorable,” She commented as she rose from her stool and pulled in the trolley with the jelly and gloves. She snapped on a pair, “Alright, let’s see that belly.” Brooke grinned, letting Gemma lift her shirt and adjust her pants so that she had full access to the bump.

Brooke liberally applied the jelly to Gemma’s stomach, and her touch alone would instil a calm throughout Gemma just as her innate ability always did. Her voice softened and deepened slightly as she spoke, “How have you been feeling otherwise? Any pains or abnormalities since your last check up?”

Checking Up | Gemma + Brooke

gemmaxlucas:

Gemma had been in meetings all day, and unfortunately that was the last place she had wanted to be. Even since finding out she was carrying a little girl, Gemma was more and more eager to see her little bundle of joy. Early on the in pregnancy, she was positive it was a boy. The baby was making things fairly difficult for her, and instantly she associated it with being just like it’s father- turns out she was just like her mother.

“I’ll talk to you next week, Beth.” Gemma said sweetly, as she leaned back in her chair. She had been on a conference call with a nearby hospital, talking about a high risk surgery in the upcoming months that she would be sending a few of her best to assist with. Gemma leaned forward and hit the ‘end call’ button and opened up her emails. It was only then that that her phone dinged, reminding her of the time. Gemma taped the screen, shushing the alarm and waiting a minute before closing her email and getting up out of the seat.

As she walked down the hall, Gemma let the nursing station nearest to her know where she’d be, and to page Lyenne should an emergency occur. Being the head of surgery meant she was not only the first to be paged for most medical trauma’s, but that she could pawn it off on the others who worked with her. While she loved her job, the perk was mighty convenient when she had an appointment. Gemma stopped at the bistro, grabbing Brooke her usual coffee, and herself a tea (because she was still keeping to Axel’s ‘one cup a day’ rule) and made her way to the Maternity ward.

Once outside the room her appointment was scheduled for, Gemma held the cups in her hand gently and knocked on the door, poking her head in as she grinned at one of her new favorite work friends. “Hello, Ms. Verity.” Gemma stepped in. Handing the coffee to her midwife and friend.

@brookeverity

It had taken some serious convincing to get Gemma out of the ER, but between herself, Lee and Gemma’s tall blonde friend, it seemed they had finally managed to force her out of what was without a doubt one of the most stressful jobs in the hospital. Brooke was pleased that Gemma was taking a more clerical role now, and even more pleased that she was delegating her work load. Although one thing for sure was coming up about all this, when Gem went on maternity leave, she’d be dearly missed around the workplace.

Brooke was finishing up some paperwork as she waited for her next appointment, the aforementioned head of surgery. At least working in the same building made life a whole lot easier. No time really needed to be taken off, or need to travel across town, she just needed to go to a different part of the hospital. The knock at the door had her lift her head and a bright smile spread across her lips, one that quickly changed to a look of awe when the coffee was handed to her, “Oh Gem yougem.” She gasped softly, clasping the paper cup in both hands and accepted the warmth with a happy little wiggle.

She moved to wrap an arm around the surgeon’s shoulders in a hug, one disrupted by the considerable bump between them, “Thank you! I was gasping for a coffee, you clearly read my mind.” Brooke laughed before gesturing to the chair, “Please, take a seat. It’s an exciting day and I imagine you don’t want to waste any time. Is Axel not coming to find out the gender?” She asked as she moved to sit down at the ultrasound. Normally a tech would do this, but Brooke was plenty trained and experienced, plus with Gemma it was hardly like there’d be any issues.