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@calla-dowling
shilohcart:
“I bought us there,” Shiloh replied with a heavy sigh, staring forlornly at the candy bar. Logic dictated she shouldn’t have felt guilty, but that never mattered for her anxiety. “I can always buy more candy bars.”
“You suggested we go in. I agreed, and I chose to go with you,” Calla replied, trying to reassure her friend that none of this was her fault. “If I was in a different part, things could have been a lot worse.”
julesxdonovan:
At least she wasn’t alone with not wanting to talk about what had happened. At least there were others who would rather talk about other things. “As much as I hate to say it, I’d talk about politics if it meant not talking about what had happened.” Just as long as it was something else, she would be fine with it.
Calla laughed lightly at the others comment, the most she had probably since the night in question and even then it was a ghost of her usual laugh. “I think it might be a close one, but I’d have to agree with you. I’d much rather talk about politics, but we could just talk about puppies and red vines.”
joanna-sargent:
“You know, you think one such as yourself would be able to pick out the ones that are actually following you. I think you ought to work on this a bit more,” Joanna said, raising a hand to tap her own nose.
“Allergies they wreck havoc to the senses,” Calla replied, feeling more than a little embarrassed that her little panic had been witnessed. “I think what I need to work on is remembering to buy allergy tablets.”
dcrlingg:
Darling had finished feeding from an innocent mortal that they had compelled before they quickly turned out of the alleyway. They were still recovering from the explosion, though with fresh blood in their system, it was a much quicker process. They began walking home when they spotted Calla in front of them. They didn’t notice her panic or how quickly she was walking. Rather, they approached from behind and caught her attention by placing a hand on her shoulder. “Calm down, it is only me.” They said as they moved to her side. “You are okay?” They asked as they looked at her. Happy to know that she hadn’t become a fatality in the explosion.
Looking up Calla sighed with relief when she saw the familiar, and friendly face. Especially as she hadn’t heard from Darling since that night, Calla was relieved to see that he was well. “I’m, I’m okay,” Calla replied with a slow nod, forcing a small smile. “I’m in one piece, aren’t I?” Calla said jokingly, trying to act natural and at ease. She wasn’t ready to talk about how she was feeling, about how scared she had been, and hoped Darling wouldn’t ask too many questions - especially when she was doing such a lousy job at lying. “I’m glad you’re in one piece too.”
aloe
What is your favourite season and why?Autumn, all the perks of winter (cozy jumpers, delicious comfort food etc.) without the freezing cold.
LAVENDER STONES
What do you look for in your significant other? My dating history doesn’t really give me much to go on. But someone I can have fun with, get into some trouble with. If we can’t laugh together than what’s the point. Definitely, someone I can think of as a friend as well. Not someone who moans about my vegan diet all the time. And I dunno, just someone I can be honest with - maybe even about everything in my life. Oh, and they’d have to be cool with the fact I’d be able to kick their butt.
CUPID
What are five aspects you like about yourself?Erm, my independence and how I can support myself. My honesty, even if some people might not agree. My friends, because they’re all awesome and being in their presence makes me more awesome. Proving people wrong when they underestimate me - so many people think I can’t kick butt because of my size.
alexandriamasonx:
Despite dealing with her own injury, there were a few people she had wanted to check on since that night. The one night Alex so desperately wanted to forget. Just like others, she wanted to put it behind her. Watching as Calla jumped, Alex frowned. She really didn’t mean to scare her. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you.”
Turning around to face the other Calla forced a smile, one which she hoped reassured the other that she was okay. “No need to apologise. You didn’t scare me, just caught me off guard. No harm done,” Calla replied, despite the fact that her body language clearly showed she was still on edge with her arms wrapped around herself.
shilohcart:
“Calla, hey. I was just about to –…” Shiloh paused upon realizing Calla was holding her things, clearly in a rush to get out. “… visit you.” She said after a beat, shoulders deflating at the sight of her friend. “You look… good. I’m glad you look good,” she said somewhat tentatively, letting out a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry.”
Calla was in a rush to get out seeing as she was discharging herself against doctors orders, which is was clear by the way she kept looking past Shiloh and bounced from foot to foot. That was until Shiloh apologised, stopping her movements she looked her friend in the face. “You have nothing to be sorry for, and if you apologise to me again I’ll steal your food.”
jcnnyx:
It took many attempts for the woman to step out of the Davensport house, at least without the blonde werewolf holding onto her hand as she walked down the driveway, her heart racing with every step she took, but it was only in due time that she would have to leave and provide some things for herself and Asher —- thankful he was willing to let her stay as long as she wanted, feeling nothing less than safe with his presence around and thankful for his caring nature that was shining through every second that passed. It wasn’t until her eyes relaxed on a woman undergoing the same anxiety that she was feeling, but almost freezing in her spot as she saw the face of the person — Calla. Taking a few steps towards her, her hand touching her shoulder before she jumped back herself, praying that her heart would relax in time for her to catch her breath and not have a scene in the middle of the street. “Hey —— hey, it’s just me.”
“Oh, oh hey Jenny,” Calla responding turning around. She could still feel her heart beating fast in her chest but her breathing had a least slowed to normal. Even with the knowledge that she wasn’t been followed Calla couldn’t shake her anxiety, an emotion that was rather unfamiliar to the wolf. She spent years living on this streets, they had been her home and never had she felt unsafe like this before - not since first coming to New York. Usually such an open and honest person Calla wasn’t sure how to share such emotions and feeling with others, including her friends. “You must walk like a mouse to be able to sneak up on me like that,” She said, trying to explain away her jumpiness with a lame excuse.
french-songbird:
She had known Calla through her sire and the young woman seemed to be a good person. Estelle had seen the girl seemingly running away from nothing. Of course, what had happened had everyone on edge. Even the vampire herself was debating on moving back to France, it seemed to be a safe place. Yet, she decided to go check on the young woman. Placing her hand delicately on her shoulder, she felt the young woman jump. “I am sorry that I scared you. I just wanted to see if you were okay.”
Turning around Calla was relieved to see a familiar face. “It’s fine, I’m fine,” She replied, forcing a small smile. Calla may have known Estelle but she had a hard enough time admitting to herself how much she was struggling, nevermind someone she had only met a handful of times. “Whole city is on edge, suppose it’s just rubbing off on me a bit,” Calla said, knowing the flyaway excuse was far from true. “Clearly I need to work on my werewolf skills if I’m letting a vampire sneak up on me,” She joked.
Today was the first time Calla had left her apartment since returning home from hospital. Her broken arm was completely healed and the lacerations on her abdomen would only need a couple more days. The explosion had stirred a lot of emotions in Calla, including ones about her arrest that she’d been attempting to ignore. It all had Calla feeling rather overwhelmed and vulnerable. The only reason she’d come out at all is because she’d become fed up of being stuck indoors, Calla had always been an outdoorsy person. She was fine, at least she thought she was until someone started following her. Speeding up Calla felt her heart begin to race as it became harder to breathe. Having to stop Calla watched as her ‘stalker’ walked right on by paying no attention to her at all. Finally able to catch her breath Calla jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
julesxdonovan:
She had been through huge family feuds that caused the occasional fights. But an attack on a large crowd of people? Never. It was what had scared her more than words. It scared her that one day, she wouldn’t be so lucky to make it through alive. Live each day as if you were dying was what she once heard. And she did that. A small groan escaping her lips, she closed the book she had been reading on the park bench. After a few days of not leaving her house, getting some fresh air was needed. Seeing someone approach her, she looked up. “If you’re here to talk about what happened, then just save it. And pick a different topic.”
Calla had barely been paying attention to what was going on around her, she’d been in a bit of daze for days now. Recent events had left her feeling rather scared and the only thing that made Calla come out at all was her claustrophobia. She could only stand to be cooped up in her apartment for so long. Strolling through the park Calla hadn’t really taken note of the blonde as she took a seat on a bench, only noticing when the other spoke. “That’s the last thing I want to talk about. I’d rather talk about fungal infections.”
aurorarhodes:
The last hours were a blur. The Rhodes had come to the festival to celebrate with her friends and family — a hope for normality with all that had been going on amongst the supernatural community in the past few months and recent weeks. Now she was being rolled into a hospital with severe lacerations running down both her legs from what was supposed to be a harmless and fun maze, to what ended up terrorizing her soul. Rory was encouraged to stay awake by the paramedics, but she had hit pure exhaustion.
In the midst of her fight to stay awake, Rory rasped at the person closest to her as they were rolling her through the ER, grabbing their arm weakly, “Find my siblings and my mom please, tell them I’m okay…please.” It wasn’t long after that she was wheeled into the restricted area leaving them behind as the doctors began to sew her back together. Two hours later, stitched and bandaged along both legs, Rory found herself waking up in a room. Turning her head at the sound of a familiar voice, she gave a small smile, “Glad you survived,” she said halfheartedly. Because, how many people hadn’t survived?
Despite her protests upon being rescued Calla has been taken to hospital, and as soon as she was able Calla snuck out of her hospital room. Her wounds may have been bad but it would have been even worse having to explain to the doctors why her wounds were healing so quickly. Half dressed and moving slowly due to the wound on her abdomen Calla made her way through the corridors when she saw a nurse coming the other way. Quickly diving into the nearest room Calla was surprised to find her friend occupying the bed. With so much going on Calla hadn’t had a chance to find out which of her friends were okay. Deciding this was a good place to hide Calla took a seat beside her friend, smiling when she woke up. “I always survive,” Calla replied weakly, knowing how close she had come to not surviving. “How are you doing?”
shilohcart:
It was a bizarre thing to know a deep gash existed on her forehead that needed five stitches to close it, but not knowing how it got there. Shiloh’s fingers instinctively touched the area around the gash, feeling the warmth protruding from it. She knew her werewolf healing meant there’d be no evidence it even existed in a week – but it was still… bizarre, nonetheless. Brandishing a candy bar with her left hand, she stared at it with furrowed eyebrows and jaw slightly agape. Suffice to say, she was in a bit of a daze. “I have this Snickers bar. But… I don’t even remember getting it.”
After being found by rescuers Calla had been taken to hospital and her wounds attended to. Knowing her wounds would start to heal, and not wanting to have to answer any questions Calla grabbed her things and snuck out as soon as she was left alone. Glancing around for hospital staff that might stop her Calla barely noticed Shiloh until she spoke. “Oh!” She exclaimed, a little taken aback. “You clearly need to the energy then so I’d just eat it.”
kels-tallis:
“I do gotta say, you look terrific. Makes me wish I gave in to my passing thought of being Beast Boy but I didn’t want to brave the stores to find a decent green tint. Totally wishing I did now, though. But alas,” Kels held out the cannister to Calla with a sigh. “Quickly now, you’ve got one go. But if you miss I’ll still buy snacks because I’m a wonderful person.”
“Don’t give me that bullfrog, I’ve seen your sister walking around covered in green paint. You wouldn’t have to go out at all,” Calla joked. “Next year if we can get the whole TT Squad together I would happily don this costume again.” Calla took the canister from him with a wicked grin and sprayed it at some tall guy walking close. “It was Spidey,” She said, hiding the can and gesturing towards Kelsey with her head. “I missed,” She added to Kels. “That means snacks!”