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her intensions had been to make her way home , or what she was now calling home. yet, the distinct feeling that someone needed help remained with her. tracing the grounds, moving into the woods where a feeling of insecurity soared within her. she had spent an eternity away from those she loved, her once admirations now replaced with resentment, anger , she grieved for what she had. she did however, wish to feel useful. lingering along the outskirts, her vision fixated upon the wolf, keeping her distance. "not boyd but -- are you ok?"

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a shaky hand clutched at her chest, fingertips running over the tattered fabric of her shirt. the blonde's heart was racing, the beating ringing in her ears. an unfamiliar voice tore erica out of her state of panic, for now at least. instead, the woman immediately took up defense. her gaze found that of the other through the darkness, blinking slowly as she made an attempt at centering herself, at focusing on her enhanced senses, making sure that she was in a position to protect herself should the other blonde prove to be an enemy, rather than an ally. clearing her throat, erica gave a curt nod of her head. "i think so. i.. must have had too much to drink last night." maybe she should have tried being a little more convincing with that statement.

#c: freya mikaelson

itslyds

open to: all

the sound of the others voice wasn't truly registering in her mind. all she could hear were those little voices running round and round. they seemed to be driving her just that little bit more crazy as of late, it was all nonsense to her none of it made sense. but the feeling of death had a heavier presence than normal in town and that alone was enough to shake her. ''the blue just choose the blue. you could never pull off the pink.'' it may have taken her a while to respond but she managed to shake off her worry to respond to the other.

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the blonde whirled around in response to the familiar voice. brows raised, a smirk then crossing her face. with a sleek, silk dress in either hand. one pink, one blue. "please, you know i could pull off either." confidence radiated from the woman, as it always had following her transformation.

#c: lydia martin

ofwolfblud

Coming back from the dead leaves a mark . In some cases , it left more than that but talia simply wanted to focus on her own shit . How long has she been dead ? Where are her children ? Whenever she was overwhelmed with thoughts , she would go for a run and then a swim . She would talk to her mate ...

getting out of the waters , talia heard them before they were even in aware of her . ❝ You're a long way from home and on private property . ❞ She said as she got the water out of her hair . The hales owned most of the lands in woods after all .

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erica arched an eyebrow, seeing the woman emerging from the water, completely naked no less. "do you happen to make a habit of parading around naked in public?" she rolled her eyes, motioning to the other woman with a flick of her wrist. "you're right, this is private property. and, you're a stranger. you don't belong here." she took a step closer, her gaze locking onto the stranger's with unwavering confidence. "a long way from home?" she continued, her tone dripping with sass. "honey, i'm exactly where i need to be. i'm more concerned with who the hell you are and why you're here."

#c: talia hale

lightfilled

location: mystic grill open to: all

right now it felt like colour coded words were her only saviour. a frown twisted the blonde's usually cheerful demeanour, blue eyes reading over the textbook as she copied down notes, four pens laid out beside the notebook to use. black, for general. red for critical thinking, blue for key terms to look up and green for things that would be useful for the future essay that this class likely would have.

if only sorting out original vampires and ancient witches could be as easy.

"you know i can literally hear you lurking, right? just sit down." she ordered, her gaze not moving from the notebook in front of her.

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erica found herself wondering if caroline forbes even remembered that she existed. they'd been in a couple of classes together. but, before she became a hot ass werewolf, she was very much a wallflower. apart from when she was seizing, of course. crystal hues watched the blonde from afar, see the way she colour coordinated her notes. it reminded her of stiles, and his own affinity for using such means. erica had been a little wary of intersecting herself back into the land of the living, considering most of the population of mystic falls would likely remember the headlines when her body was found. she only hoped that caroline wouldn't have paid enough attention to her in school to realise that it was her. the words she spoke had brows raising, a slight smirk then crossing her face. erica then sat opposite the other blonde, lightly nudging the notebook, smudging caroline's work. "oops." a soft, not so sincere, hum left the woman. "so sorry about that," she feigned an apologetic expression, nose wrinkling a little.

#c: caroline forbes

open starter

waking with a start, erica let out a deafening scream, then a howl. in the midst of the forest, golden eyes peered from left to right, searching the brush. pristine skin was caked in dirt, blonde locks matted and previously manicured nails were now sore, black nail polish chipped, a sign of having clawed herself out from six feet down. she was alive. how was she alive? the blonde clutches her chest, where kali’s claws had sliced her skin so effortlessly. “boyd?!” erica shouted for her fellow beta, panic stricken features searching for the last face she saw before she died. then, the light ticking of a stable heart rate. but, the scent she picked up on did not belong to boyd.. “hello..?” for the first time in a long time, her voice held vulnerability, and a touch of fear.